herodynamite

[herodynamite]

words to use when writing

Appetite:

craving, demand, gluttony, greed, hunger, inclination, insatiable, longing, lust, passion, ravenousness, relish, taste, thirst, urge, voracity, weakness, willingness, yearning, ardor, dedication, desire, devotion, enthusiasm, excitement, fervor, horny, intensity, keenness, wholeheartedness, zeal

Arouse:

agitate, awaken, electrify, enliven, excite, entice, foment, goad, incite, inflame, instigate, kindle, provoke, rally, rouse, spark, stimulate, stir, thrill, waken, warm, whet, attract, charm, coax, fire up, fuel, heat up, lure, produce, stir up, tantalize, tease, tempt, thrum, torment, wind up, work up

Assault:

attack, advancing, aggressive, assailing, charging, incursion, inundated, invasion, offensive, onset, onslaught, overwhelmed, ruinous, tempestuous, strike, violation, ambush, assail, barrage, bombard, bombardment, crackdown, wound

Beautiful: 

admirable, alluring, angelic, appealing, bewitching, charming, dazzling, delicate, delightful, divine, elegant, enticing, exquisite, fascinating, gorgeous, graceful, grand, magnificent, marvelous, pleasing, radiant, ravishing, resplendent, splendid, stunning, sublime, attractive, beguiling, captivating, enchanting, engaging, enthralling, eye-catching, fetching, fine, fine-looking, good-looking, handsome, inviting, lovely, mesmeric, mesmerizing, pretty, rakish, refined, striking, tantalizing, tempting

Brutal:

atrocious, barbarous, bloodthirsty, callous, cruel, feral, ferocious, hard, harsh, heartless, inhuman, merciless, murderous, pitiless, remorseless, rough, rude, ruthless, savage, severe, terrible, unmerciful, vicious, bestial, brute, brutish, cold-blooded, fierce, gory, nasty, rancorous, sadistic, uncompromising, unfeeling, unforgiving, unpitying, violent, wild

Burly:

able-bodied, athletic, beefy, big, brawny, broad-shouldered, bulky, dense, enormous, great, hard, hardy, hearty, heavily built, heavy, hefty, huge, husky, immense, large, massive, muscular, mighty, outsized, oversized, powerful, powerfully built, prodigious, robust, solid, stalwart, stocky, stout, strapping, strong, strongly built, sturdy, thick, thickset, tough, well-built, well-developed

Carnal:

animalistic, bodily, impure, lascivious, lecherous, lewd, libidinous, licentious, lustful, physical, prurient, salacious, sensuous, voluptuous, vulgar, wanton, , coarse, crude, dirty, raunchy, rough, unclean

Dangerous:

alarming, critical, fatal, formidable, impending, malignant, menacing, mortal, nasty, perilous, precarious, pressing, serious, terrible, threatening, treacherous, urgent, vulnerable, wicked, acute, damaging, deadly, death-defying, deathly, destructive, detrimental, explosive, grave, harmful, hazardous, injurious, lethal, life-threatening, noxious, poisonous, risky, severe, terrifying, toxic, unsafe, unstable, venomous

Dark:

atrocious, corrupt, forbidding, foul, infernal, midnight, morbid, ominous, sinful, sinister, somber, threatening, twilight, vile, wicked, abject, alarming, appalling, baleful, bizarre, bleak, bloodcurdling, boding evil, chilling, cold, condemned, creepy, damned, daunting, demented, desolate, dire, dismal, disturbing, doomed, dour, dread, dreary, dusk, eerie, fear, fearsome, frightening, ghastly, ghostly, ghoulish, gloom, gloomy, grave, grim, grisly, gruesome, hair-raising, haunted, hideous, hopeless, horrendous, horrible, horrid, horrific, horrifying, horror, ill-fated, ill-omened, ill-starred, inauspicious, inhospitable, looming, lost, macabre, malice, malignant, menacing, murky, mysterious, night, panic, pessimistic, petrifying, scary, shadows, shadowy, shade, shady, shocking, soul-destroying, sour, spine-chilling, spine-tingling, strange, terrifying, uncanny, unearthly, unlucky, unnatural, unnerving, weird, wretched

Delicious:

enticing, exquisite, luscious, lush, rich, savory, sweet, tasty, tempting, appetizing, delectable, flavorsome, full of flavor, juicy, lip-smacking, mouth-watering, piquant, relish, ripe, salty, spicy, scrummy, scrumptious, succulent, tangy, tart, tasty, yummy, zesty

Ecstasy:

delectation, delirium, elation, euphoria, fervor, frenzy, joy, rapture, transport, bliss, excitement, happiness, heaven, high, paradise, rhapsody, thrill, blissful, delighted, elated, extremely happy, in raptures (of delight), in seventh heaven, jubilant, on cloud nine, overexcited, overjoyed, rapturous, thrilled

Ecstatic:

delirious, enraptured, euphoric, fervent, frenzied, joyous, transported, wild

Erotic:

amatory, amorous, aphrodisiac, carnal, earthy, erogenous, fervid, filthy, hot, impassioned, lascivious, lecherous, lewd, raw, romantic, rousing, salacious, seductive, sensual, sexual, spicy, steamy, stimulating, suggestive, titillating, voluptuous, tantalizing

Gasp:

catch of breath, choke, gulp, heave, inhale, pant, puff, snort, wheeze, huff, rasp, sharp intake of air, short of breath, struggle for breath, swallow, winded 

Heated:

ardent, avid, excited, fervent, fervid, fierce, fiery, frenzied, furious, impassioned, intense, passionate, raging, scalding, scorched, stormy, tempestuous, vehement, violent, ablaze, aflame, all-consuming, blazing, blistering, burning, crazed, explosive, febrile, feverish, fired up, flaming, flushed, frantic, hot, hot-blooded, impatient, incensed, maddening, obsessed, possessed, randy, searing, sizzling, smoldering, sweltering, torrid, turbulent, volatile, worked up, zealous

Hunger:

appetite, ache, craving, gluttony, greed, longing, lust, mania, mouth-watering, ravenous, voracious, want, yearning, thirst

Hungry:

avid, carnivorous, covetous, craving, eager, greedy, hungered, rapacious, ravenous, starved, unsatisfied, voracious, avaricious, desirous, famished, grasping, insatiable, keen, longing, predatory, ravening, starving, thirsty, wanting

Intense:

forceful, severe, passionate, acute, agonizing, ardent, anxious, biting, bitter, burning, close, consuming, cutting, deep, eager, earnest, excessive, exquisite, extreme, fervent, fervid, fierce, forcible, great, harsh, impassioned, keen, marked, piercing, powerful, profound, severe, sharp, strong, vehement, violent, vivid, vigorous

Liquid:

damp, cream, creamy, dripping, ichorous, juicy, moist, luscious, melted, moist, pulpy, sappy, soaking, solvent, sopping, succulent, viscous, wet / aqueous, broth, elixir, extract, flux, juice, liquor, nectar, sap, sauce, secretion, solution, vitae, awash, moisture, boggy, dewy, drenched, drip, drop, droplet, drowning, flood, flooded, flowing, fountain, jewel, leaky, milky, overflowing, saturated, slick, slippery, soaked, sodden, soggy, stream, swamp, tear, teardrop, torrent, waterlogged, watery, weeping

Lithe:

agile, lean, pliant, slight, spare, sinewy, slender, supple, deft, fit, flexible, lanky, leggy, limber, lissom, lissome, nimble, sinuous, skinny, sleek, slender, slim, svelte, trim, thin, willowy, wiry

Moan:

beef, cry, gripe, grouse, grumble, lament, lamentation, plaint, sob, wail, whine, bemoan, bewail, carp, deplore, grieve, gripe, grouse, grumble, keen, lament, sigh, sob, wail, whine, mewl

Moving:

(exciting,) affecting, effective  arousing, awakening, breathless, dynamic, eloquent, emotional, emotive, expressive, fecund, far-out, felt in gut, grabbed by, gripping, heartbreaking, heartrending, impelling, impressive, inspirational, meaningful, mind-bending, mind-blowing, motivating, persuasive, poignant, propelling, provoking, quickening, rallying, rousing, significant, stimulating, simulative, stirring, stunning, touching, awe-inspiring, energizing, exhilarating, fascinating, heart pounding, heart stopping, inspiring, riveting, thrilling

Need:

compulsion, demand, desperate, devoir, extremity, impatient longing, must, urge, urgency / desire, appetite, avid, burn, craving, eagerness, fascination, greed, hunger, insatiable, longing, lust, taste, thirst, voracious, want, yearning, ache, addiction, aspiration, desire, fever, fixation, hankering, hope, impulse, inclination, infatuation, itch, obsession, passion, pining, wish, yen

Pain: 

ache, afflict, affliction, agony, agonize, anguish, bite, burn, chafe, distress, fever, grief, hurt, inflame, laceration, misery, pang, punish, sting, suffering, tenderness, throb, throe, torment, torture, smart

Painful:

aching, agonizing, arduous, awful, biting, burning, caustic, dire, distressing, dreadful, excruciating, extreme, grievous, inflamed, piercing, raw, sensitive, severe, sharp, tender, terrible, throbbing, tormenting, angry, bleeding, bloody, bruised, cutting, hurting, injured, irritated, prickly, skinned, smarting, sore, stinging, unbearable, uncomfortable, upsetting, wounded

Perverted: 

aberrant, abnormal, corrupt, debased, debauched, defiling, depraved, deviant, monstrous, tainted, twisted, vicious, warped, wicked, abhorrent, base, decadent, degenerate, degrading, dirty, disgusting, dissipated, dissolute, distasteful, hedonistic, immodest, immoral, indecent, indulgent, licentious, nasty, profligate, repellent, repugnant, repulsive, revolting, shameful, shameless, sickening, sinful, smutty, sordid, unscrupulous, vile 

Pleasurable:

charming, gratifying, luscious, satisfying, savory, agreeable, delicious, delightful, enjoyable, nice, pleasant, pleasing, soothing, succulent

Pleasure:

bliss, delight, gluttony, gratification, relish, satisfaction, thrill, adventure, amusement, buzz, contentment, delight, desire, ecstasy, enjoyment, excitement, fun, happiness, harmony, heaven, joy, kick, liking, paradise, seventh heaven 

Rapacious:

avaricious, ferocious, furious, greedy, predatory, ravening, ravenous, savage, voracious, aggressive, gluttonous, grasping, insatiable, marauding, plundering

Rapture:

bliss, ecstasy, elation, exaltation, glory, gratification, passion, pleasure, floating, unbridled joy

Rigid:

adamant, austere, definite, determined, exact, firm, hard, rigorous, solid, stern, uncompromising, unrelenting, unyielding, concrete, fixed, harsh, immovable, inflexible, obstinate, resolute, resolved, severe, steadfast, steady, stiff, strong, strict, stubborn, taut, tense, tight, tough, unbending, unchangeable, unwavering

Sudden:

abrupt, accelerated, acute, fast, flashing, fleeting, hasty, headlong, hurried, immediate, impetuous, impulsive, quick, quickening, rapid, rash, rushing, swift, brash, brisk, brusque, instant, instantaneous, out of the blue, reckless, rushed, sharp, spontaneous, urgent, without warning

Thrust:

(forward) advance, drive, forge, impetus, impulsion, lunge, momentum, onslaught, poke, pressure, prod, propulsion, punch, push, shove, power, proceed, progress, propel

(push hard) assail, assault, attack, bear down, buck, drive, force, heave, impale, impel, jab, lunge, plunge, press, pound, prod, ram, shove, stab, transfix, urge, bang, burrow, cram, gouge, jam, pierce, punch, slam, spear, spike, stick

Thunder-struck:

amazed, astonished, aghast, astounded, awestruck, confounded, dazed, dazed, dismayed, overwhelmed, shocked, staggered, startled, stunned, gob-smacked, bewildered, dumbfounded, flabbergasted, horrified, incredulous, surprised, taken aback 

Torment:

agony, anguish, hurt, misery, pain, punishment, suffering, afflict, angst, conflict, distress, grief, heartache, misfortune, nightmare, persecute, plague, sorrow, strife, tease, test, trial, tribulation, torture, turmoil, vex, woe

Touch:

(physical) - blow, brush, caress, collide, come together, contact, converge, crash, cuddle, embrace, feel, feel up, finger, fondle, frisk, glance, glide, graze, grope, handle, hit, hug, impact, join, junction, kiss, lick, line, manipulate, march, massage, meet, nudge, palm, partake, pat, paw, peck, pet, pinch, probe, push, reach, rub, scratch, skim, slide, smooth, strike, stroke, suck, sweep, tag, tap, taste, thumb, tickle, tip, touching, toy, bite, bump, burrow, buss, bury, circle, claw, clean, clutch, cover, creep, crush, cup, curl, delve, dig, drag, draw, ease, edge, fiddle with, flick, flit, fumble, grind, grip, grub, hold, huddle, knead, lap, lave, lay a hand on, maneuver, manhandle, mash, mold, muzzle, neck, nestle, nibble, nip, nuzzle, outline, play, polish, press, pull, rasp, ravish, ream, rim, run, scoop, scrabble, scrape, scrub, shave, shift, shunt, skate, slip, slither, smack, snake, snuggle, soothe, spank, splay, spread, squeeze, stretch, swipe, tangle, tease, thump, tongue, trace, trail, tunnel twiddle, twirl, twist, tug, work, wrap 

(mental) - communicate, examine, inspect, perception, scrutinize

Wet:

bathe, bleed, burst, cascade, course, cover, cream, damp, dampen, deluge, dip, douse, drench, dribble, drip, drizzle, drool, drop, drown, dunk, erupt, flood, flow, gush, immerse, issue, jet, leach, leak, moisten, ooze, overflow, permeate, plunge, pour, rain, rinse, run, salivate, saturate, secrete, seep, shower, shoot, slaver, slobber, slop, slosh, sluice, spill, soak, souse, spew, spit, splash, splatter, spout, spray, sprinkle, spurt, squirt, steep, stream, submerge, surge, swab, swamp, swill, swim, trickle, wash, water

Wicked:

abominable, amoral, atrocious, awful, base, barbarous, dangerous, debased, depraved, distressing, dreadful, evil, fearful, fiendish, fierce, foul, heartless, hazardous, heinous, immoral, indecent, intense, mean, nasty, naughty, nefarious, offensive, profane, scandalous, severe, shameful, shameless, sinful, terrible, unholy, vicious, vile, villainous, wayward, bad, criminal, cruel, deplorable, despicable, devious, ill-intentioned, impious, impish, iniquitous, irreverent, loathsome, Machiavellian, mad, malevolent, malicious, merciless, mischievous, monstrous, perverse, ruthless, spiteful, uncaring, unkind, unscrupulous, vindictive, virulent, wretched

Writhe: 

agonize, bend, jerk, recoil, lurch, plunge, slither, squirm, struggle, suffer, thrash, thresh, twist, wiggle, wriggle, angle, arc, bow, buck, coil, contort, convulse, curl, curve, fidget, fight, flex, go into spasm, grind, heave, jiggle, jolt, kick, rear, reel, ripple, resist, roll, lash, lash out, screw up, shake, shift, slide, spasm, stir, strain, stretch, surge, swell, swivel, thrust, turn violently, tussle, twitch, undulate, warp, worm, wrench, wrestle, yank 

[herodynamite]

Lover🌷

[herodynamite]

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[herodynamite]

thinking about choso and his gf both being virgins and finally deciding to take the next step in their relationship 🙈 choso is very shy at first but turns into a needy desperate mess 🤭

a/n: cryingkrkkgmg

tags: f! reader, unprotected, needy choso, 18+

choso who was a bit nervous at first when the both of you would be making tonight the night. he had no idea what he was doing as he was between your legs—

gulping at the sight of your gorgeous body just perfectly sprawled out right in front of him.

“you‘re . . so pretty, baby,” he murmurs, and you watch his abs flex just a bit through his shirt— he intakes a breath, softly swiping the reddened tip of his shaft against your slick wet folds.

“you‘re stalling, choso,” you shyly smile, a bit of tease in your tone— a small pout forms on his lips, glancing down at the way your entrance was so wet, eagerly waiting to be stuffed. “it‘s okay, i‘m . . nervous too.”

choso swallows before having a rough hand softly press against your tummy, rubbing your bare skin before you feel him starting to slowly insert himself— the tiny slight stretch of him opening you up made the both of you moan. choso‘s eyes widens marginally, before he whines.

“f—fuck, i-i‘ll go slow princess . . promise.”

you whimpered, your legs wrapped around choso‘s slim waist—

mouth slightly widening at how choso was going slow at first, now he just grew so needy. the longer he remained inside your cunt, thrusting in and out of you— choking back on moms himself, the more vocal he became—

he loved the way you firmly held onto his back, your ankle just brushing down against his back, it was almost soothing, a simple gesture that grew to be sensual with how slow you rubbed the back of your heel against the corners of his waist.

“choso— so . . . so deep,”

you whined, and he‘s leaning close into you, starting to pepper your face with sloppy kisses over and over, near your nose, forehead, and even your cheek all while moans continued to depart from his pink lips.

“i— i know princess,” he whimpers, leaning in to kiss you, you kissed him back, his moans sliding into your mouth— so sultry, the ravened strands of his hair poked against your forehead, his hair was down— messy.

his kisses were sloppy yet passionate at the same time, he tasted sweet,

an almost saccharine like flavor to him— candied even, the way his tongue softly moved against yours, choso couldn‘t help but gently suck on your tongue a little as his cock ran in and out of that sweetened cunt of yours. he was addicted.

his pace was smooth— yet his hits against you were so nasty, choso was a virgin, yes but he surely fucked like he wasn‘t. he dragged out such noises from the very back of your throat all with his hefty base smacking against you throughout each mean hit—

strong arms of his stood up beside your body and he‘s the opposite of a groaner, choso‘s a whiner and definitely a moaner. he can‘t help it. not when his pretty girlfriend feels this good, just clamping around him.

“mhm—” you mumbled, the tips of your nails just racing down his back the more you held onto him, just that simple detail made him hard, his hips were so enticing—

each smack and thwack he created, it was enough to make you dizzy, his shaft was big, and it took a while for him to fully get inside you, but choso was patient, despite being needy and just wanting to fuck you into the mattress, he‘s waited so long— just as much as you have.

“b-baby— fuck . . you‘re so warm i—inside— can‘t help but—” and he‘s babbling, his breath becomes breathy as he’s fucking you in missionary,

your legs locked tight around his waist, your cunt just squealing and squelching throughout each hit, it‘s so filthy, he was so good with his hips despite it being his first time— it was like he knew exactly all the right spots to hit— scratching such a carnal itch in your brain.

“. . choso— c-cum inside,” you suddenly spoke, giving him a half-lidded gaze, a soft smile forming on your lips, moaning your head off practically, your voice becoming a bit shaky from the way his tip continued to prod against your sweet spot.

his eyes widened, huffing out a cute needy breath. “i-inside? really?”

“p—please choso,”

you whined, nodding with glossy eyes, feeling his hips rock back and forth, it was so good, you couldn‘t stop babbling the same repeats of pleasepleaseplease.

“. . okay, baby— if you w-want me to fill you up, i‘ll do it,” he hums in a soft nearly raspy voice, leaning in to kiss the top of your forehead, and he grabs onto one of your hands— his right hand was so warm.

choso whimpers once he gets close— and within moments he dumps a thick load of his cum right into your pussy, it‘s so impactful to him that he has to blink a few times— it‘s that good, your cunt soaking— milking him dry easily and a loud whine leaves his lips, gasping a tiny “o—oh fuck . .”

he‘s panting hard, the more he stares at you it gets him so much harder— your pussy had him in a chokehold, he just couldn’t get enough, how could he when you completely milked him. choso swallows, huffing out in tiny breaths— pulling out to stare at how much he flooded your cunt, sticky hot seed pouring out and he softly drags a thumb down towards your poor achy clit—

his load was a lot, just spilling out of you and he couldn’t help but smear it against your folds before grinning lazily.

“wanna do that again, baby. p-please?”

[herodynamite]

Warnings: smut w/o plot, cunnilingus, fingering, rough p in v, dirty talking, f!reader, doggy style, voyeurism Synopsis: Toji and you reunite after a lengthy separation

MASTERLIST

"I can't wait to taste every part of you," Toji purred with anticipation, his voice oozing sensuality.

Toji drew you into a languid, deep kiss, his tender lips caressing yours with deliberate slowness. Your mouth yielded to his, and his strong tongue explored every inch. You arched your head backward, granting him full access to your eager mouth. Toji seized the opportunity, his tongue sliding in and out, initially with a deliberate rhythm that gradually quickened. His kiss was commanding yet perfectly in control. Each stroke of his tongue danced over the contours of yours, a tantalizing symphony of mouths, lips, and tongues merging into a passionate, erotic choreography uniquely your own. As your mouths melded in this sultry embrace, an electric tension built between you, evident in the moist desire that began to seep between your trembling thighs. The urgency grew palpable. You yearned for him as much as he craved to see you stripped bare, an irresistible temptation that demanded immediate satisfaction.

"Aren't we going to your bedroom, babe?” You asked.

"No, ascending those stairs is a luxury I can't afford right now. I ache to sense your flesh pressed against mine," Toji insisted.

He had an uncanny knack for saying the most alluring things at precisely the right moments. Without delay, Toji shed your garments as you both entered the living room. For a brief instant, he left your lacy bra and matching panties in place. The sheer, white lace bra outlined your nipples tantalizingly.Even though Toji loved when you wore lingerie, he needed you raw and bare right now. With a deft motion, he encircled you and unfastened your bra. Aside from your lace panties, you stood naked, your body an exquisite sight. When the light from the living room window reflected onto your eyes, you were utterly breathtaking.

"Mmmm, you're absolutely stunning," Toji whispered as his hands traversed your curves, from breasts to waist to hips.

Toji sensed a trace of modesty as you stood almost bare before the uncovered window. You allowed his hands to explore your form freely. His lips met yours in an impassioned collision, tongues entwining. You surrendered to his passionate kiss, your lips yielding like butter to his unyielding steel. As you pulled away to catch your breath, your gaze drifted toward the window, only to discover that the curtains were drawn up, offering an unobstructed view of the street outside.

"Wait, the curtains are open, and there's a man walking in front of the house!" You whispered, your voice lowered as if the man outside could overhear you.

"I couldn't care less who's watching. I need to be inside you, right now!" Toji demanded, his voice turning colder.

With those words, Toji swiftly guided you to his spacious chaise lounge near the window. He gently pushed you onto the chair, removed your panties, and spread your legs wide. Toji was a man of considerable size, and he desired unobstructed access to your needy cunt. As he drew closer to the entrance of your arousal, a faint trace of your alluring scent filled his senses, and he smirked. Toji reveled in your aroma, and it intoxicated him. He leaned back slightly, savoring the anticipation, and began placing slow, deliberate kisses on your inner thighs. His aim was to tease you, to make you yearn for the moment when his tongue would finally caress your eager clit.

Toji began to delicately explore your most sensitive spot, alternating between soft kitten licks and gentle suctions on your clit. Occasionally, he ventured to dip his tongue into your tight, eager core. With a deep understanding of the rhythm you craved, Toji skillfully worked to unlock the release he yearned to taste.

"Oh! Toji! I can't hold back much longer!" You moaned, lost in pleasure.

"I want you to cum for me, baby, all over my mouth," Toji ordered huskily.

Driven by your escalating moans, Toji intensified his movements. His mouth's moisture mingled with your own intoxicating juices, causing your cries of ecstasy to grow louder. The intensity of your pleasure was such that anyone outside might have heard your passionate cries, as you were perilously close to the window. "Wait, Toji! Someone might see us," you gasped, your voice filled with a mixture of desire and concern.

"Fuck it, I don't care who watches. I want to hear you surrender to me completely," Toji asserted, his desire unwavering.

Toji knew exactly how to bring you to the brink of ecstasy. He continued his skillful attention to your sensitive clit, while simultaneously sliding two calloused fingers into your cunt. Your hips responded with a rhythmic undulation, as your entire being was propelled into a cosmic journey with each of Toji's tantalizing strokes, both with his tongue and fingers. As the electric currents surged within your pulsating depths, an overwhelming desire overtook you, and you pulled Toji's head closer to your already dripping pussy. "Oh, my God! Oh, my God! I'm about to cum!" You cried out in sheer ecstasy as your head lolled back.

Those words were like a sweet melody to Toji's ears. After the waves of your climax washed over Toji's mouth, he withdrew, gazing down at your swollen, glistening folds. His desire to witness your private porn show further on, so he continued to tease your slit, tracing his fingers along the silken contours of your quivering petals. Yet, Toji resisted the temptation to plunge his fingers deep into your velvety embrace again, savoring the delicious anticipation of making you beg for more. Your arousal was palpable, and the glistening evidence of your desire trickled down your trembling thighs.

"Please, please, I need you inside me," you pleaded with an urgency that mirrored your burning need.

"Oh, Y/N, you'll soon feel every inch of me," Toji replied with a husky promise. "I've waited for this moment, and I won't hold back. Are you ready for me to take you hard?" Toji withdrew his fingers from your slick folds and brought them to your lips, a wicked gleam in his eyes. "Can you be a good girl for me and taste your own sweet essence?" He inquired, his fingers sliding sensually in and out of your eager mouth.

You remained wordless but avidly sucked on his fingers, as though they were your last taste of ecstasy. It was a clear signal that you were primed for more. Toji's other hand skillfully worked your breast, reveling in the exquisite sensation of pinching your responsive nipples until you released a pleasured yet pained cry. The symphony of your sounds served as a seductive soundtrack that only intensified Toji's arousal, making his shaft grow even harder in his pants.

Your impassioned cries echoed your weeks-long anticipation for his touch, and Toji was well aware of his mastery over your body. As you teetered on the precipice of desire, you acted on impulse, seizing Toji's hand and trying to guide his fingers back inside your eager core. However, he restrained himself, denying you what you craved. Your pleas and whimpers for him to claim you filled the air. "Please, fuck me. Use me completely. I ache for your cock within me," you moaned, your voice dripping with desire.

Swiftly, he pulled you from the chair, pivoting you to face it. With practiced ease, he unzipped his pants, then placed your ass in the perfect position to immerse his cock deep into your pussy. Taking you from behind while partially upright was a sensual delight that neither of you could resist. "Fuck, I'm going to take you harder than I've ever taken you or I'll go nuts," Toji exclaimed with unrestrained passion.

As Toji pressed his sturdy shaft into you, the sensation of your wet, velvety walls enveloping him sent shivers of pleasure coursing through his body. "Fuck!" He growled. He fought the urge to lose control, initially setting a deliberate pace that gradually gained momentum. With each forceful thrust, your voice crescendoed, echoing the building intensity.

"I should ease up, baby, or this'll be over before it begins," Toji groaned, his voice strained with desire. "But damn, you feel so incredible. It's a challenge to rein myself in, fuck!"

Toji, determined to savor this long-awaited moment, withdrew from your slick cunny in an attempt to slow down. However, the cool air surrounding his throbbing length seemed to conspire against him, guiding him back into your welcoming warmth. He could see his thick veined shaft was covered with your sweet juice when he pulled out of you again. 

He could hear his hips slapping against your ass repeatedly as he jack-hammered into your sweet cunt. Though Toji fought for control, the weeks of anticipation and desire were now driving him to merge completely with you. There was no turning back; you were his, and he was yours.

In a fleeting instant, he buried himself deep within your cunt again, pinning your head further into the oversized lounge chair. Withdrawing again, he gripped your supple ass cheeks, parting them slightly to witness his powerful entry into your dripping core. As your slick essence glistened, even your tight little entrance beckoned. Toji's patience waned, his need to release overwhelming his restraint. Without hesitation, he thrust his engorged member back into your slick, eager core.

Ecstasy overtook you, and your impassioned cries filled the room as Toji fervently jack-hammered his thick length deep inside you.

"I can't hold back! I'm going to cum soon! Y/N, are you ready for me to cum inside you?" He growled in a voice you barely recognized.

"Yes, yes!" You cried out eagerly.

Toji loved fucking you from behind, showing no mercy as he drove into your pretty, little pussy. 

Your moans harmonized with the forceful thrusts, a symphony of shared desire spiraling out of control. Your need mirrored his, an insatiable craving that drove you both relentlessly. With every powerful thrust of him, the tension within Toji swelled, his impending orgasm coursing from his balls into the throbbing shaft of his dick. Your stuttered pleas for him to go harder, the sensual moans, and desperate whimpers only fueled his fervor. He knew you might be tender afterward, but he cared not. This was a primal need he had to fulfill. "Darling, I'm so close," Toji grunted, his rhythm slowing as he reached around to gently stroke your trembling clit. He knew this touch would propel you to the brink of no return.

"Oh, Toji, I'm about to cum too!"

"Give in to it, my love. Cum all over my cock," Toji commanded.

Your release flooded his shaft, each wave of your orgasm coaxing him to release. Toji drove into you one final time, an intense force of passion. His arousal pulsed, feeling his essence rush from his core, through his shaft, and into your heated, swollen, abused pussy. With each throb of his climax, your velvet depths drew out every drop of his essence.

Your shared ecstasy echoed in your husky breaths, a profound intimacy you had just experienced. Gradually, your breathing returned to a steady rhythm. Toji gently lifted you from the chair, turned you around, and enveloped you in his strong embrace. As he looked down, he noticed the imprints of your hands on the chair's arms. Without a second thought, he nuzzled his face into your neck, placing soft kisses there. 

When you finally opened your eyes, your gaze drifted outside the window once more. You spotted the silhouette of a tall man standing beside the bushes near the window, the same figure you had glimpsed earlier. He had evidently moved closer for a better view. Realization dawned that this stranger had been watching the entire passionate encounter, yet instead of embarrassment, you met his gaze with a confident smile.

Unfazed by the voyeur's presence, you and Toji kissed passionately. Your connection, both physical and emotional, was paramount.

[herodynamite]

I am not okay

Bakugou is willing to eat it in any position. You’ve learned this as time went on in your relationship, that no matter the place, time, or circumstance, he’d eat it anyway he could.

In some fancy bathroom at a hero gala, with you bent over the sink, your dress hiked up high on your thighs. Your face is this close to being smushed if not for the hand you have to throw up to keep from smearing your makeup. You pant against the glass, angling your body to watch how his blond tuft of hair moves rhythmically in the mirror when he licks you from clit to taint. You moan quietly when he leans back to spit on your hole, not realizing how disheveled he looks all the while. His hands are gripped tightly on the globes of your ass, spreading you, as he watches his spit dribble before he dives back in to lick it up.

On your kitchen counter, with your toes curled into the edge of the marble, your hands holding onto his hair for dear life. Bakugou holds you by the hip and tit as he works his mouth over your clit, sucking and licking at the swelling nub as he stares up at you from under thick blond lashes. He likes this angle where he can watch the pretty faces you make whenever his tongue lashes on your clit, and how your eyes always roll back when you realize he’s been looking at you the entire time.

On your side while you lay in bed on a hot day, forgoing any clothes due to the sticky heat. You’re tempting him, he tells you as he kneels on the floor beside the bed where your ass sticks up, right in his damn face—how could he resist? You’re not complaining though, as you hold one cheek open for him to lash his tongue against both holes, gasping in surprise when he groans against you, and dips his tongue inside of you as far as it can go. He pulls back with a smack of his lips and a bite at your pert little cheek, before he wiggles his tongue back inside of you once more.

Up against the wall after a night out, all sweaty and inebriated and drunk on the love you have for each other. He doesn’t even let you take your shoes off, just hikes your skirt up and places your thigh over his shoulder. He cranes his neck to slurp at your cunt, grunting when you pull his hair, licking at you with desperation to taste your cum flooding on his tongue as soon as he possibly can.

He loves it especially, when you sit on his face. With your thighs caging his head in as you ride his tongue and use him like the toy he is for you. Or when you turn around and really sit on his face, lightly playing with his neglected cock because the both of you know that right now, this is for him, and all he wants is for you to ride his face until he can’t breathe. He likes when you rub your scent all over his skin, rub your entire pussy from top to bottom, his nose bumping your clit all the while, his tongue out to catch whatever he can.

he’s just a feen for you and eating you every way he can basically.

#this was so hot #him going down hard frfrfr

[herodynamite]

The'yre so hot suebsngz

another 2 for the 15-min sketches on buymeacoffee

proheroes bakugou and kirishima

[herodynamite]

Just doing late night reading before I sleep for classes

[herodynamite]

Head hurts so much aaa

[herodynamite]

all fanfiction is funnier and sexier and vastly better-written when you read it at three in the morning, in the dark, lying on your side, tucked into bed, with screen rotate turned off. that’s just how it works. that’s just facts.

[herodynamite]

This hurts so much that no matter how much you talk about how loving and caring of a husband Katsuki is they still portray him as one of the "top heroes that can become a villain" article.

Like he's doing his best, he's doing things quietly, and yet the media only says what they want, invalidating their partner who posts of their husband at shelters with candid pictures saying it's a media stunt to look good.

This just makes me so sad :((

bakugou would be a much better s/o than deku let’s be real

and it’s funny because you know the media would be trying so hard to slander him and your guys’ relationship

but he treats you like a queen and you radiate happiness in every picture so 💁‍♀️

The media constantly try to portray him as a cold, mean, uncaring husband.

Photographs of Pro-Hero Deku constsntly plastered across tabloids where he’s bending down to give little kids pep talks, or treating his wife like a queen, but it’s never like that for Dynamight.

Even though he’s visiting animal shelters, children’s hospitals and getting wonderful gifts from children and families that he’s saved— the media are so desperate to keep his bad boy persona. And even though he wants to become number one desperately, he’s okay with them not taking pictures of him while he’s visiting sick kids or comforting a broken family— because those moments aren’t about him, and they shouldn’t be.

So he continues his quiet charity work, his philanthropy, while Deku is constantly plastered on the front pages doing the exact same thing.

The only times it makes him furious is when those articles come out that insinuate that he’s hurting you, or that he’s a horrible boyfriend when they’re posting up close and personal photos of you. Either with a bruise on your face from accidentally knocking you out with his fat cock, or a burn on your arm because you were clumsy cooking— the media constantly try to point fingers at him. Even though he’d never lay a finger on you. And no matter how much you speak up, it never matters because it seems as though horrible Dynamight just sells papers🥲

[herodynamite]

Those arms 👀👀👀👀

2 of the 15-min comms on buymeacoffee uvub

dragon!kirishima and farmer!izuku

[herodynamite]

"but you said no right?" OK JDNIDMF LEMME MARRY YOU AGAAIN

Makes me so soft istg

— crush’d

You’re Bakugou’s one true love, but you’re curious to know if he’s had any crushes before you.

Warnings: fluff, established relationship.

Word Count: 0.9k.

You’d known when you first started dating Bakugou that you were his first proper relationship. It was something that never really bothered you, in fact it was quite the opposite. It felt nice knowing that you were experiencing things together for the first time, and with no real expectations you both formed the perfect bond. But there was always an inquisitiveness in your mind about Bakugou’s previous love life, and whilst there weren’t any previous girlfriends you were curious to know about the crushes he’d had before you.

“You must have had a crush on someone” You sat beside him on the couch, snuggled beneath a large Dynamight fleece blanket as you debated which movie to watch for date night.

“It’s only ever been you” Bakugou replies simply, his left arm slung over your thighs as his right hand holds the television remote. Sinking himself deeper into the couch as he relaxes after a long day at work, the slightest smudge of black from his hero mask still streaked beneath his eyes as his hair sits damp after his quick shower.

“Yeah, but you can still have crushes on people!” You pressed.

“I don’t have crushes,” Bakugou scoffed.

“I told you, silly.” You roll your eyes, “You must have had a crush on me before we started dating, right?”

You thought back to the times where Bakugou would appear at your workplace between shifts, spending a little longer than necessary on his patrol route in the same area in the hopes of catching a glimpse of you.

“Nah, you just annoyed me until we started dating.” He snickered.

“I think it’s the other way round, mister.” You gave him an incredulous look, “Do I have to remind you when you sent Kiri in to ask if I hated you because I didn’t see you when you waved that one morning.”

“Wait— I annoyed you?” Bakugou gave you a defensive look, his eyes widening in worry as he looked like a kicked puppy, “You said you liked when I came in to see you.”

“I’m only joking,” You snorted, “You’re too cute.”

“Shut up.” He grumbled, hiding his face back inside his hoodie as he gave your thigh a soft squeeze. Continuing to scroll aimlessly for something to watch on television.

“No, but seriously. There must have been a girl you fancied before me.”

It wasn’t that you were insecure in your relationship with the number two hero, it was quite the opposite really. Bakugou made you feel more wanted and loved than anyone before, even with his demanding career he made it abundantly clear how much you mattered to him. A fact that had your heart racing whenever you thought about it.

“Not really,” He shrugged, clicking onto one of the action movies on the screen to read the synopsis, “Didn’t have time for that shit.”

“Come on, Katsu. There must have been someone,” You squeezed his arm, “Not even asking a girl to marry you when you were five?”

“Nah,” He smirks, “Most girls were scared’a me.”

“So who was the first proper crush you ever had?” You continued, “Even just the first person you thought was cute.”

Bakugou stopped scrolling through the list of movies, nose scrunched slightly as he was deep in thought. You knew his friends would tease and taunt him for you being his first girlfriend in his thirties, the life of a Pro making it difficult for him to form any lasting connections— not that he seemingly wanted to anyway, too focused on his career goals than trying to settle down. But there had to be people in his past life that he found attractive, or at least crushed on growing up. Thinking back to the crushes you had when you were younger, drawing silly hearts around their names in workbooks at school or dreaming up fantasy scenarios of you getting married and having kids.

“Didn’t really get a crush on anyone until I was fifteen, sixteen.” He thinks.

“Yeah? So spill-“ You poked his side playfully.

“Off, woman.” He made a feeble attempt of batting you away as you yelped playfully, “Mirko.”

“Mirko?” You grinned, “The rabbit hero?”

“Yeah,” He chewed the inside of his cheek.

“That’s so cute,” You continued, “No wonder you have those action figures of her in your room.”

“They’re collectibles.” Bakugou corrected you with a scoff.

“Oh I’m so sorry,” You replied, sarcasm oozing from your voice as you gave him puppy dog eyes.

“Yeah, yeah. So what about you?” Crimson eyes look to the side to shoot the same question across to you, “Who’d you like?”

You thought back to all the crushes you’d had over the years, the older Pro-Heroes that used to cover your walls as a teenager, and the musicians that held your heart in their hands whenever you heard their songs. But you couldn’t think of another guy that had the same effect on you that Bakugou had, no one else felt the same.

“I don’t think I had a proper crush until I was a little older either,” You think back, “I did ask a boy to marry me when I was five though.”

“I woulda married you first.” He replies simply.

“Katsu, I was five.” You laugh, and Bakugou is certain you’ve never sounded prettier.

“So?�� He scoffs, “Reckon I woulda known back then you were the one too.”

“That’s sweet.” You lean onto his arm to press a glossy kiss to the stubble against his jaw, the slightest tinge of pink glowing against his cheeks as he stays facing forward.

“Wait, who asked you to marry them?” Bakugou whips his head to the side to lock eyes with you, brows furrowed in irritation.

“Katsuki I know you’re not getting jealous of five year old me being proposed to.” You grin.

“I’m not,” He grumbles, pausing for a moment as you take the control out of his hands to start scrolling through movies, “But you said no right?”

[herodynamite]

Thinking about Bakugou meeting you on desk duty again.

Though Bakugou’s mellowed out exponentially in his older age, he isn’t always perfect. The temper that once plagued him throughout his childhood was now just a simmering fire in his head as he’d learned to control it over the years. The amount of destruction on the Dynamight expenses list had lessened through time, and his corporate team are now glad they don’t have to try and explain the number of totaled buildings caused by one Pro-Hero alone to the media each year— It still doesn’t mean that Bakugou has changed completely.

There are certain situations, and certain people that simply irk him. From the guy in that Asahi commercial that looks far too fucking smarmy, to the interviews his PR team pencil him in for knowing full well he doesn’t want to attend. Some may call them minor inconveniences, but to him they’re a pain.

And desk duty? Desk duty was the biggest pain of all.

It wasn’t his fault that a villain had decided to run into a newly built artisan coffee shop in the city, and it wasn’t his fault that it happened to be owned by the President of the Hero Commissions son— who was now out for Dynamight’s blood.

And it definitely wasn’t his fault that the scheduled live apology had gone pear shaped.

Bakugou would blame the arrogant asshole for that any day of the week— if the guy had just let him apologise without hurling a string of abuse at him everything would be back to normal and he wouldn’t be waiting for his computer to boot up, but the guy just had to run his fucking mouth. And of course, Bakugou wasn’t going to stand for it.

So now he found himself sipping a lukewarm coffee from the seventh floor machine, and staring at a towering pile of paperwork on his assigned desk. But on the bright side, the night shift meant the office was virtually empty and at least he didn’t have to fucking apologise.

Letting his desk chair sway side to side he aimlessly scrolled through the emails that poured in to his agency. Anything from fan mail to thanks from civilians. Grinning when he clicked on one that was obviously from a younger fan as they included a photo of themselves in full Dynamight merchandise in the email, talking about their favourite Pro-Hero and how much they wanted to be like him some day. Bakugou immediately made a mental note to get the kid a signed shirt as he saved the email into his personal inbox.

This was probably the only good thing about desk duty, other than the crippling boredom, having to file paperwork and assign sidekicks to mundane tasks like rescuing kittens from trees.

A loud sound broke his attention away from replying to an email about graffiti outside their local supermarket as he noticed a pretty woman with a headset over her head and a microphone to her cheek.

You’d been trying to get this annoying client to stop shouting at you for at least fifteen minutes, the attitude had started to become progressively worse as he complained about receiving compensation for propert destruction at the hands of Pro-Hero Dynamight and his sidekicks.

Your constant apologies landed on deaf ears as you tried to reason with the man, asking him to stop shouting at you as you felt tears of frustration begin to well in your eyes. Trying to remember to breathe as you wondered whether you’d get in trouble for simply hanging up—

Gasping in surprise when someone plucked the headset from the top of your head as you turned to look up at the Pro-Hero Dynamight standing behind you. A look of sheer annoyance on his face as he held one side of the headset to his ear to hear the man that had been shouting at you for the past ten minutes continuing to raise his voice on the line, clearly unaware that you were no longer listening to him.

“Listen, you prick. I don’t know why you think it’s acceptable to shout at my staff, but you better fix your fucking tone if you call back again.”

You heard a sound of recognition on the phone before the line went silent. You wondered whether the man had hung up out of embarrassment or sheer fear. Bakugou muttered “idiot” beneath his breath held the headpiece back to you, taking it wordlessly as he made his way back to his desk. Slumping back down into the desk chair as he began to sway in it side to side once more as he tried to avoid looking at the slow moving clock on the screen.

“You can take five minutes, you know.” Bakugou called across the room. The night shift at the agency was often quiet, when most people had gone home for the day— just how he liked it.

“I’m not sure I can with my boss watching me.” You smiled back softly, blinking back the tears that had clung to your thick lashes.

“I won’t tell if you don’t, sweetheart.” He scoffed.

Maybe desk duty wouldn’t be so bad after all.

#gesp #this is fucking soft i love it #him meeting you everytime hes on desk duty now #and finally mellowing out to the idea of desk duty because he has more chances to see you

[herodynamite]

The moment you drag your nails on his arm he's already done with his pants 🤭

Kirishima pretends to be experienced to try and impress you when you first start dating.

#you bite his lip and he's cooming #youd have to give him a second #every action you do has him going wee woo

[herodynamite]

A soft Deku.

My Patreon for more soft boys.

#so cute #makes me feel all fuzzy #so soft too

[herodynamite]

He wouldn't even fit in any of the available sizes 🤡

Any thoughts on Bakugou in a chastity?👀

I love subby Bakugou, but cages/cups aren’t really my vibe soz xxx