#LET MEN WEAR SLUTTY CROP TOP

[diabolichearts]

i dont understand the discorse over gambits crop top like dick grayson would so not only wear the crop top but slay in that outfit like let men wear crop tops im sick of denying them the ability to serve

#gambit #xmen #x men 97 #dick grayson #batfam #batfamily #LET MEN WEAR SLUTTY CROP TOP #slutty crop top for all!!!

[jenosbigtoe]

mdni. nsfw 18+

pairing: lee jeno x reader x na jaemin

warnings: everyone here is a freak, recording of sexual activities, unprotected sex, blowjobs, backshots

jeno and jaemin love sluts. absolutely fucking loooovveee sluts. especially the dumb ones, the slutty bimbos that don’t know anything but dick.

when jeno showed up wearing an “i ❤️ sluts” shirt to a hangout with the guys, jaemin got a matching “i ❤️ sluts more” shirt to wear with him.

and when you strutted in front of them so obliviously, wearing the shortest pink plaid mini skirt they’d ever seen with a glorified little crop top (it was really just a little piece of tight fabric stretched over your tits) that had your red lacy bra peeking through, they knew they had to have you.

they gave each other a silent look of communication as you had your back turned and played 3 rounds of rock paper scissors without saying a word. jeno won best 2 out of 3, making jaemin curse and punch the air. jeno smirked and walked over to you, pressing a hand to the small of your back and whispering lowly into your ear.

“hey, sweet cheeks. haven’t seen you around here before,” he flirted.

you turned to face whomever had just put his hands on you, feeling hot in the face when you saw that it was one of sexiest men you had ever seen. “uh-“ you rubbed your legs together, which jeno did not miss.

“name’s jeno. what’s your name, baby?” his face was so close to yours that you could count the eyelashes on his eyes.

“y-y/n,” you stuttered. “what are you-“

he shushed you. “y/n, how about you let me take you out sometime, hm?”

he was giving you backshots later that night, recording himself clapping your cheeks on snapchat to send to jaemin. you had fat tears streaming down your face, leaving a trail of messy black mascara. the lewd sounds of skin slapping against skin and wet squelching filled the room, along with repetitive creaks of the bed and your loud sobs of pleasure.

“f-fuck!! jeno please harder! more more more!” you cried out, gripping the sheets of his bed tightly with balled up fists. his hips were pounding into you at such a fast and deep rate, heaving balls slapping against your clit, leaving your mind a fuzzy and jumbled mess.

jeno held your squirming hips flush to his body using his insane strength. “fucking slut. you like that huh?” he gave a particularly hard thrust that had him bottoming out inside your cunt. “you like getting fucked like this by a guy you just met, huh?”

you were too fucked out to give a response. your drooling cunt leaked and spasmed around jeno’s insanely thick and veiny cock, causing him to groan and smack your ass.

all these videos jeno sent to jaemin had him feeling major fomo. he knew you were a fucking slut that gave it up easy, so you wouldn’t mind taking one more cock tonight, huh?

he let himself into jeno’s apartment, stripped himself of all his clothes, and entered jeno’s bedroom unannounced. he stroked his hard cock at the lewd sight of jeno fucking you like a madman from behind, while you were left sobbing and could barely keep your eyes open. jeno was the first to notice the uninvited visitor and smirked at him.

“got tired of seeing it through the screen and wanted a taste of the real thing huh?” jeno leaned over and grabbed your face to make you look at his best friend. “y/n this is jaemin, my best friend. you wanna show him how good this pussy is?”

you were too fucked out to even register what was going on, why there was some stranger watching as you were getting your back blown out and wanting to join in. so you just nodded your head dumbly and let jeno’s thrusts take over your mind and body.

“god she’s such a slut. okay with anything as long as she gets cock, huh?” jaemin groaned, tilting his head back and giving his cock a few hard pumps before crawling on the bed.

he positioned himself right in front of your mouth, which was hanging open dumbly from how hard you were getting fucked from behind.

“open wide, sweetheart,” he smacked your face with his cock a few times before rubbing the tip on your lips. “i’ve already missed out on so much of the fun.”

yeah, jeno and jaemin love sluts and you were their new favorite toy to play with.

#nct dream smut #nct smut #nct dream x reader #nct x reader #nct dream #jeno smut #jeno #jeno x reader #lee jeno #na jaemin x reader #na jaemin #jaemin x reader #jaemin smut #jaemin

[billskeis]

Ur writing has me kicking my feet and giggling🤭🤭

Anyway, could you maybe write a light smit type fic with 2010 Tom and a fem!reader who wears like miniskirts and crop tops(lowkey slutty). And like, enemies to lovers where Tom acts like he hates all of the outfits but in reality they just have him in a chokehold.

(Only if ur comfy with it but do whatever you want) keep up the good writing💕💕

ᡣ𐭩 jean to jean action w tom

he attempted to swallow a hard lump in his throat, mouth pursed together as his jaw clenched. he watched how you applied the lip gloss onto your lips while you stared at your reflection in the mirror.

you weren’t the only one relishing in how you looked tonight.

tom absolutely hated the shit that you wore whenever you guys went to house parties, for him, that means he isn’t the only one who gets to see you like this.

“y/n, do you have to wear that tonight?” you turn your head to look at tom with a stern look, “there’s nothing wrong with what i’m wearing tonight, i look good, don’t i?” tilting your head teasingly staring at him, not breaking eye contact. “yeah fucking right..”

he scoffs, kissing his teeth while shaking his head, “y/n. you know how men are, especially when we go out.. they’re fucking animals,” he stares you up and down to reflect on what attire you had put on this time.

showing off most if not all your skin, you wore a denim miniskirt that stops right above the cheeks of your ass, kitten heels, and a crop top that oh—doesn’t stop at your midriff, stops right above your boobs. you show off your belly piercing, it dangles whenever you take a step or move. sometimes when you raise your arms to stretch, a bit of your tattoo between your chest shows a bit. this drives him fucking insane.

you look at him, seriously?

it’s unlike him to actually say something as such, as he’s always been such an asshole about it. you would think he would get tired from the countless comments he makes about your choice of clothing which were on YOUR body. you don’t understand what his problem is. it wasn’t even like the two of you were together so why does he get a say in what you’re wearing?

you take a step, slowly, heels clacking with each movement. following you, tom backs up with every movement of yours he’s right behind you. eventually, he stumbles upon himself and falls onto the couch. you stand there, above him, smirking as he looks up at you somewhat embarrassed.

“don’t act like you haven’t been eye fucking me the whole night, tom,” you sit straddling his lap, bodies fully not touching yet. he attempts to look away not knowing what to do but you grab his braids from the back of his head making him look into your direction. “i know you want me,” “and what if i do?”

now this just took a turn.

given the situation, his hands snake around your waist to which you push them back and hold them down onto the couch, “mmh nn, what do you think you’re doing? since you wanna act brave and tell me about what i can and cannot wear,” he groans, “fuck, y/n you’re killing me over here..”

“are you gonna let me wear what i want tonight?” you’re now sat on his lap and you begin grinding your hips onto his crotch, an obvious hard on forming as you can feel it through his jeans. his eyes widen at your boldness.

now he was bold, but now that he’s met some competition.. he doesn’t know what to do.

“u-ugh.. y/n stop, we gotta go in like twenty minutes,” “no tom, listen to me. are you going to let me wear what i want, hm?” grinding down even harder, the friction becoming arousing, you feel yourself becoming wetter every time you rotate your hips on tom.

with every second, he feels himself losing composure. he brings a hand from the couch to lift up the denim miniskirt you had on, seeing the wet spot on your panties grow bigger, dropping his head onto the couch letting you do all the work. “so? what’s it gonna be babe,” you bounce a bit on tom to where he’s now grabbing your hips, guiding your body to bring him closer to the edge.

“fuckfuckfuck fine, you can wear it just.. once we come back just know to be prepared for what comes next..” “mmhm, we’ll see about that,” the both of you now move in sync, you lean in to kiss tom, tongues tangling with one another.

tom deepens the kiss as he feels your tongue purposely lick his lip piercing. as you kiss one another, the two of you both feel your high coming closer, tom losing his composure faster than you are. breaking the kiss, a string of saliva keeps the two of you connected, “gonna come f’me pretty boy?” tom nods as he ruts his clothed crotch into yours.

despite the presence of your clothes, the sensation of it feels amazing. circling your hips together, the feeling through your panties of tom’s jean hem hitting your clit is just right.

“coming..!” tom groans, snaking both arms around your naked waist, he thrusts himself to an orgasm, shaking a bit. you allow tom to ride his high out, grinding slowly but harshly as you feel your own orgasm coming. it’s obvious his hit harder than yours as you were able to quickly compose yourself. him on the other hand, not so much.

“baby..” tom breathes deeply as he tries to catch his breath, you get off his lap and kiss his cheek, wiping a bit of the sweat off his forehead. giggling you begin to walk away, “m’ gonna change my bottoms, you should too,” turning to enter your shared bedroom.

he looks down at the now obvious wet spot on his jeans, not knowing if the cum on it is yours or his.

“fuck, i really wanted to wear these..”

#tokio hotel #tokio hotel smut #tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz smut #tom kaulitz x y/n #tom kaulitz x you #tom kaulitz x reader #2000s #fyp

[snowsinterlude]

I'm so sorry if I'm bothering you but I'm EATING UP that incel modern Coryo😫

He'd be absolutely awful after one (1) failed situationship he had and he's still a virgin, now he's always sneering at women and even men who he considers to be 'a threat' to him and his fragile masculinity and control issues lol

Coryo would be awful with you too at first! Or at least try. He'd be so so pissy, always throwing a hissy fit whenever you wear something 'too revealing' for his delicate palate and in reality he still kinda can't believe the fact that a girl willingly interacted with him💀 I like to think that on one side he can't believe it and on the other his entitlement rears its head and Coryo's like 'well yeah DUH'

The one thing that would shut boy up would be wrangling him down and shoving his face against your tit for him to suckle and finally let there be peace and quiet from his entitled yapping😭

anon i think you are a literal genius for that cause not only do i agree with you but i think coryo is the biggest sucker for titties on a general basis. thank you!!

it was starting to become an habit. you simply couldn't help but want peace whenever he opened his mouth to talk shit and at this point you were thinking that this was beclming psychic cause you always know when hes gonna start running his mouth around about your choice of clothes.

now, there were two sides of coriolanus snow who were two controversial if you thought about it too much. and you did. you nearly couldn't believe the man who was sucking on your nipple while massaging your boobs was the same man who would call you out on your choice of clothes everyday.

it started simple. a 'whore' here, a 'slut' there. it didn't really matter to you. what did matter was that he would spend his entire day pissing you off about it.

coryo is a very sweet boy, of course, you were the one who was dressed up like a worthless homewrecker cunt everyday. you were at fault. you should be grateful he was helping you out on that.

you were such a whore. miniskirts there. dresses who never went past half your soft looking thighs here. and of course, your tops and croppeds and your lack of a bra everywhere. his mind felt dizzy just looking at your soft timid nipples poking through your top's fabric.

don't get him wrong!! he is very sweet with his cousing tigris and his grandma'am. it just happens that some blonde bitch broke his heart and he decided that no female were worth it and all of them were whores. except for the women he lived with, this being his cousin and his grandma'am.

"aren't you ashamed? don't you have any sense of embarassment?" he asked you randomly one day.

"about what?" you raised your perfectly shaped brow, eyes on his, drowning on the pretty blue of his devilish misogynistic eyes.

"you're dressed like a whore! look at you- your skirt is above your knee, is not even close to it! your shirt is too tight and i- i'm seeing everything! you're almost naked!" he said, pointing to everywhere on your body but not even looking to your face. and he couldn't. he knew his dick would betray him the moment he saw your lashes flutter to him. "i'm not going out with you looking like that"

"corio, let's just go, okay?"

"no, i'm not-"

"coriolanus." damn. he shivered right there, gulping down hard on the way you looked at him. he knew it was decided already, you weren't going out at all. "couch. sit."

and he did. like a obedient golden retriever who knew that he made a mess. he was crying internally, afraid you'd leave him because of his kind words. you were like, supposed to be grateful for it. he was helping you out.

but you didn't dump him, for his surprise, you layed his head on your lap and caressed his hair. then the thing escalated a bit and his mouth was sucking on the soft tissue of your breast while your hand slowly pumped his cock.

"i know you don't want me to go out looking like that because you think is slutty, but we both know the real bitch in heat in this room is you," you said, as he dizzily nodded with his mouth too occupied to say anything. "you will have to learn how to behave yourself from now on if you want me to be with you still"

he hummed against your breast, his cock twitching on your soft skilled hand while he recieved all your words quietly, dumbly.

"you're not cumming today." he didn’t fight it. he knew he would eventually cum on your hand and cry for overstimulation because that was his punishment.

his punishment being overstimulation was more like a payment. for you, actually, because you loved seeing him cry while your warm walls squeezed his cock tightly with you telling what a bitch he was, saying his tantrums were on purpose cause he knew what would wait for him all while he tries not to cum right on sight.

#tbosas smut #young president snow #young coriolanus snow #coriolanus snow x reader #the hunger games the ballad of songbirds & snakes #coriolanus snow fanfiction #coriolanus snow imagine #coriolanus x reader #coriolanus x you #x reader #send asks #asks open #incel corio #incel coriolanus #dom reader #fem reader

[hauntedestheart]

Team Meeting (Male Possession)

As captain of his college football team, Jayvon had a lot of responsibilities on his shoulders. Not only was he expected to be the coach's right hand man and keep the team running like a machine on the field, he also had to make sure that the team behaved themselves off the field as well, which was why the team decided that he should be the one to break "the news" at the next post-practice meeting.

"Championship is on the horizon team," Jayvon addressed his teammates, bellowing loudly so the sweaty young men would pay attention. "This is what all of us have been dreaming about since we picked up the ball back in high school, a chance to get that trophy and be the best team in the country. So I need everyone on their A-game." He paused expectantly. "Anything you wanna share with the team Kyle?"

All eyes went to to Kyle, the handsome running back, who was at that moment distracted by the surreptitious flexing he was doing of his sizeable right bicep. He giggled under his breath, one hand squeezing at the swell of muscle, but at the sound of his name he quickly lowered his hands to his sides and looked up sheepishly.

"Me?" Kyle asked, confused, and he dusted his hands off on his sides. "Uh, no, I think you said it all. Just, you know, go team!"

The young man gave a few small claps and then threw his fist in the air like a cheerleader, a rather dainty looking motion that elicited groans from his teammates. Jayvon bent his head and pinched the brim of his nose, letting out an exhausted sigh.

"Benicio, we know it's you in there," he grumbled, fixing a tired stare onto the sandy haired boy in front of him.

From the outside, he looked just like the same strapping running back who had been a valuable member of the team for the past three years. But Jayvon was certain there was someone else inside, and he had the whole team backing him up on that.

Kyle flinched and a look of shock crossed his face for a moment, but then he scoffed and crossed his arms. "Wh- what are you guys talking about?"

"Cut the crap Ben, we know you stole Kyle's body," one of the other team members called out, and Jayvon shot the speaker a stern look.

"I'll handle this guys," Jayvon assured them, and then he turned his attention back to the impostor in their midst. "Ben, don't bother pretending, everybody's figured it out by now. You've done a terrible job of acting like Kyle."

"Excuse me?" Kyle gasped and splayed one hand out across his chest dramatically- something Jayvon knew the real Kyle would never do. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"You're literally wearing a crop top," Jayvon pointed out. "When have you ever seen Kyle wear a crop top?"

Kyle glanced down at the thin grey crop top he was wearing- sleeveless, so as to show off his powerful arms, and just short enough that it would flare up and reveal tantalizing glimpses of his abs as he ran. A slutty choice for workout gear clearly meant to draw the eyes, and very unlike the Kyle everyone knew.

"Maybe I just wanted a change," Kyle tugged at the hem of the shirt, one of his hands moving instinctively to slide over the ridges of his tight six pack. "I've got these great abs, why wouldn't I want to show them off?"

"Even if I believed that, you don't know any of the plays," Jayvon continued, and the rest of the team mumbled their agreement. "Kyle has the playbook memorized front to back and yet you can barely catch a ball."

Kyle crossed his arms and shuffled in place, his meek and insecure body language a stark contrast to his heavily muscular form.

"Brain fart?" He protested weakly, the sweat on his head unrelated to the heavy workout he'd just participated in. "So I've been having a few off-games, that doesn't mean I've been body snatched."

"And dude, I'm just gonna say it," Jayvon shook his head- he'd hoped he wouldn't have to bring this one up. "You've done a terrible job of concealing your boners in the showers. Did you think we wouldn't notice that thing swinging around? It's kinda hard to miss."

Jayvon shuddered when he thought back over the behavior Kyle had demonstrated over the last few weeks in the locker room- no one had been able to miss how the running back had suddenly begun regularly sporting massive wood, or how his usual cursory post-game showers had transformed into almost hour long self-worship sessions where he loving rubbed soap into every nook and cranny of his chiseled body. Fortunately no one on the team had reported "Kyle" for any sort of harassment, but Jayvon had been forced to remind him several times that it was not okay to jack off in the community showers.

"Okay, so, I'm virile. I'm a college football player, that's normal!" Kyle frowned and tucked his hands in front of his crotch protectively, attempting to conceal the fact that his dick was already at half mast. The bulge bouncing around in his shorts was another sign that it was an impostor- the real Kyle always wore a cup. "And what, I can't be gay?"

"You can," Jayvon spat on the grass. "But Kyle isn't. Kyle doesn't have a limp wrist. Kyle doesn't stare at everyone's dicks in the shower. And Kyle definitely doesn't go out to gay bars on the weekend, tell everyone his name is Benicio, and offer to let dudes grab his ass in exchange for free shots." Jayvon watched as Kyle's body froze, and he knew he'd hit the mark. "Yeah that's right, my cousin saw you last week. Really Ben?"

Ben finally dropped the act and relaxed, popping out one of his hips and placing his hands on his waist. Everyone recognized the posture of the gay young man who had been attending classes with them for the past four years- only now, he had the face and body of a football hunk.

"Oh, what, so I'm just supposed to pay for drinks when I have a dumpy like this?" Ben rolled his eyes and arched his back, baring Kyle's prodigious bubble butt demonstratively. "As if!"

Everyone on the team erupted into chatter at that, but a quick look from Jayvon silenced them.

"I don't even want to know how," Jayvon frowned and fixed his gaze on Ben. "Just... why?"

"Why do you think?" Ben rolled his eyes. With one hand he lifted up the hem of his crop top, exposing his sweaty torso for the world to see, and the other hand slapped at one of his meaty pecs. "Look at all this body! Kyle is the hottest guy on the team, AND he was a total jackass so I didn't feel bad about doing it. Can you blame me for wanting to have a little bit of fun?"

Jayvon instinctively averted his eyes from the amateur strip show in front of him and cleared his throat.

"Okay, well, you've had your fun," he said. "Now it's time to let him go."

"Are you guys threatening me?" Ben shrunk backwards a bit, glancing around nervously at the pack of ripped men surrounding him, and he seemed to be trying to cram Kyle's hulking body into as little space as possible. "Are you guys gonna like, beat me up? Because I'm warning you, this body has really big muscles so I'm super strong right now and I'll-"

"No one is threatening anything," Jayvon interrupted. "Right boys?"

Everyone on the team voiced their agreement, and Ben relaxed a bit. Jayvon took a cautious step forwards and placed a hand on the young man's shoulder, his voice lowering like he was talking to a frightened animal.

"Look, Ben, everyone here likes you," Jayvon continued. "You seem like a cool dude other than... you know, stealing this guy's body and whoring it out to dudes. And god knows that Kyle could be a bit of an asshole. But he's one of our best running backs and we need him for the season, okay? So we all agreed to just look the other way and let you dip out of him, no questions asked. Otherwise we'll have to go to the authorities with what we know. That sounds fair, right?"

"But-" Ben's lip quivered and tears welled up in his eyes. "But he's so hot! I've never gotten this much dick in my life. I feel so sexy when I'm inside of him, I love being a big strong football guy!"

Jayvon shook his head. "You don't like being a big strong football guy, Ben. You hate football," he said bluntly. "You've showed no interest in it at all since stealing Kyle's body, all you're really interested in is having big muscles and a big dick. You can find somebody else to do that- let Kyle go."

"Well, I was getting tired of having to act masc all the time..." Ben chewed his lip for a moment, mulling over his options, and then he sighed. "Fine! I'll let him go. Just..." Ben glanced around the circle of boys hesitantly, then back to Jayvon. "Can I have a second to say goodbye?"

Jayvon released his shoulder and took a step back, giving a little shrug in confirmation, and immediately Ben's hands were all over Kyle's body. Shamelessly, in front of the entire team, he shoved one hand down the front of his pants, eyes squinting shut with pleasure as he threw his head back and groaned.

"This thing is so sensitive, you guys have no idea," he announced, and all of the other boys shuffled uncomfortably.

Ben's hands continued their farewell tour of Kyle's body, tracing a path up his abs to his bulging pecs, and he gave a little squeak of excitement when he tweaked one of his nipples. The hand remained there, thumb stroking at the peak of pink flesh, and then the other hand darted up and grabbed the other pectoral and he squished the two of them together, giving a little giggle as he did so.

He released his chest and slid his hands back down his body, migrating south until he reached the swell of meat that jutted out from his backside.

"And I think I'll miss you most of all..." he muttered, his fingers digging deep into the pillowy flesh of Kyle's ass one last time. Ben glanced up at Jayvon expectantly, the excitement in his eyes a strange juxtaposition to the massive cock staining the front of his shorts. "Can I rub one out? Just for the road?"

"Okay, that's enough of that," Jayvon coughed awkwardly, deciding that it was best to interrupt this before it went any further. He cleared his throat, mustered up all the authority he had as captain, and clapped his hands. "Here's what's gonna happen now: we're gonna close our eyes, I'm gonna count to ten, and when I open them, Kyle is gonna be Kyle, okay?"

Ben gave out a sigh, nodded, and then Jayvon stuck his hand in the air and began the countdown. All eyes went shut and everyone listened to the booming sound of Jayvon's voice.

"Ten... nine... eight... seven... six... five... four... three..."

Jayvon stumbled and paused in the count early, but everyone opened their eyes two seconds later anyways. Immediately, all eyes were fixed on Kyle's body. The young man was standing in the exact same spot he had been before, but now he wore a look of utter confusion on his face.

"How did I get on the field? What am I wearing?" Kyle groaned as he rubbed at his head, and then he shifted his hips and winced. "And what the fuck happened to my ass?"

Everyone on the team erupted into cheers and they rushed in towards their teammate, patting him on the back and giving him warm wishes on his return. He glanced around, still unsure where he was or what was happening, and his eyes locked onto his captain Jayvon. Jayvon grinned back at him triumphantly.

"Great job everybody, now that that's taken care of, hit the showers!" Jayvon called out, and the men of the football team cheered and took off for the locker rooms with a very confused Kyle trailing behind.

One of the team members stopped, noticing that Jayvon hadn't moved to follow them, and he called over to his captain.

"Hey Jay, are you coming?" He asked, and Jayvon shook his head.

"No, no, I think I'm gonna head out actually," Jayvon said, rubbing at his chest. "Something just came up."

The teammate shrugged and turned to jog away, completely missing the sight of Jayvon tugging his shorts forwards and peeking down at his crotch.

"I can work with this..." Ben grinned.

#male possession

[scekrex]

I saw some of your Adam x readers and really enjoyed them! I was wondering if you could do an Adam x reader where the reader is a trans man but still likes to wear dresses, skirts, and has like either medium length or long hair, but is also insecure about the fact that they won't be seen as a real guy. Have a wonderful day/night!

Omg as a trans guy myself writing this was some sort of healing I swear, I adore you for requesting trans reader! Also I hope you like it!

What it takes to be a man

pairing: Adam x trans!male!reader

warnings: a lil angst maybe? It's mainly fluff

note: not beta read bc idc

Things were rough up here in heaven, you thought that once you had died things would get easier but they didn't. Your body was still the same, still wrong. Everything was wrong, to be honest. Your voice was still too high for a guy's voice, your chest was still… well, too big for a man's chest and your curves weren't really helpful either. Waist too small, hip bones too pronounced.

When Adam entered the room you flinched for a moment, but only for a moment because as soon as the man entered the room he took his helmet off and greeted you with a cocky smile, “How’s my babe doing?”

You sent a small smile his way, then looked down to your hands. Yeah, how were you doing? That was actually a pretty good question. Not fine, that much you knew. So you said just that, there was no reason for you to lie to Adam after all, “Y’know I thought things would be different here.”

Adam's smile dropped almost immediately, a serious expression took its place. He put down the helmet on the bedside table and sat down next to you. “Yeah? In which way?”

You inhaled loudly, you tried to find the words, tried to explain how you felt, but it was just so hard to find the correct words to express your feelings. “In a ‘my body is still not it's way,” you then chose to say. “I’ve been struggling with that back on earth and I thought that here it might be different, that I'd get here with the body I feel like I should have been born in, you know?”

Well to be completely honest, Adam didn't know, nor did he fully understand the entire concept of body dysmorphia, but he didn't need to understand it, he was trying his best to keep you happy and that was what counted in the end. “Babes, why does it matter what other people think huh? You feel comfortable in dresses and skirts and those slutty crop tops, fuck, you look so fucking hot wearing them too,” his hand came to rest on your knee. He knew that being seen as a guy by others was a big deal to you, he didn't understand why though.

“No but that's the point, I wanna feel comfortable and confident but then people come up to me and tell me ‘what a pretty lady I am’ and I'm so sick and tired of being seen as a lady when I'm really not. I'm a fucking dude just like you're a dude, why can't people just see that?” It was exhausting, really. Because even when you corrected people they would try to take your identity from you, they usually said things like ‘men don't have long hair the way you do’ or ‘you wanna be a man? Then stop dressing like a woman'.

You weren't trying to be a man, you were a man.

“I see it,” Adam said and shot you a small smirk. Your head snapped sideways to look him in the eyes, “You do?” Adam made a hand gesture that was meant to say ‘Isn’t it obvious?’. “When I look at you I see my handsome boyfriend, you don't give two shits, you dress in what you feel comfortable, you wear your hair in ways that make you feel good and hands down, that's the hottest thing you can do, doesn't make you any less of a man.” His wing wrapped around your back softly, the tips of his feathers wrapped over your shoulder to gently pet your cheek. “You’re the most interesting angel I ever got to meet, babes. Don't let these assholes bring you down just because they can't see the most obvious thing.”

You tilted your head slightly, curiously looking up at your boyfriend, “N that is?” “That you're a motherfucking dude, babes,” he spoke like it was the most obvious thing, and to him personally it was. You've always been you, always been a man, nothing could ever change that. His hand slid smoothly through your hair, pushing the long silky strands out of your face. “And if some fuckface ever tries to claim anything else, you're gonna head straight up to me and I'll handle it, got it?” You knew he meant it and it warmed your heart that he cared so much. You leaned against his arm, your head was resting against his shoulder as you whispered a quiet “Thank you”.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel adam #adam x male reader #adam x y/n #adam x you #male reader #adam x reader #trans reader

[ryo-apologist]

Shiggy's Slutty Lil' Waist

Shigaraki Tomura x Reader

CW: Smut, Minors DNI, I will block your ass, talk about crop tops on men and gray sweatpants. Don't like? Bully me it'll be foreplay <3 /j

AN: I saw a picture of Johnny Depp in a crop top. We all know the one. And yk what? Shiggy has the same slutty lil waist. And so far all three of my posts have been about Shiggy. Will that change? Idk ask me next week. It's my comfort character and I can seek toxic comfort WHEN I WANT-

~Darling XOXO

☾ Shigaraki Tomura has the sluttiest fucking waist.

☾ That's it. That's the post.

☾ No, I'm kidding. I'll elaborate for thirsty whores like me. And Barbie. Shout out to them.

☾ Shigaraki obviously has the fits going for him. Name one outfit he wore that didn't slap. Exactly. You can't. So contrary to what people think, I think Shigaraki takes a bit (Not a lot, do not get me wrong) of care in how he looks. He has an image to maintain after all. How can he be expected to be the big, bad leader of the LOV if he doesn't look like it.

☾ That being said, I think at some point it just comes naturally to him to dress in ways that suit his body.

☾ And we all know he has the body to do so. After he left that big ol' test tube? Did y'all SEE his arch? Fuck man I couldn't arch better if I TRIED. Like,-

☾ Okay before this post turns into a tiktok comment section on the thirstiest of Gojo Edits, let me continue.

☾ My point here, is he probably doesn't dress like we see in the anime all the time. That would get tiring. Drain his mana level if you would. And he needs time to recharge.

☾ So, In this essay post, I'm here to argue that Shigaraki Tomura wears crop tops that barely brush past his nipples to show off his slutty little waist.

☾ You know, the shirts that had a hole in the front? Instead of sewing them like a reasonable man, he rips them from that hole all the way around. Which means his crop tops vary in length. Every single one of them.

☾ And that leaves perfect access for you to wrap your hands around his waist and just hold him like that. He hates it. No, he doesn't.

☾ In all truth, Shigaraki loves the feelings of your hands on his midsection because it's such an intimate place to him. He loves feeling you touch him with no fear, even though he knows the second he's done with you, he's taking those hands and dusting you.

☾ Y'all didn't think I was about to turn my greatest number one villain into a *gasp* nice person, did you? /lh

☾ Sorry, not here. Shigaraki does not do love. Only with me, dw guys I'll treat him right :). He's a man with needs that get in the way of his bigger plans. Sorry, not sorry.

☾ Anyway, trail your hands up his ribs and play with his nipples. Pinch them and roll them between your thumb and forefinger. It buys you another day. Additionally, you get to play with his fat tits.

☾ He has one shirt that he outgrew after his transformation that absolutely hugs his double dee, mommy milking, calcium cannon, honga-bazongas, dippin dots, whatyoudoingouthere withallthattiddies, boinga boinga, bouncing bangers.

☾ This one magically turned into a crop top. It was crazy. Shoutout to whoever put it in the wash to shrink it. They a real one.

☾ It was me.

☾ And it's like that one meme of the guy looking at something with his pecs right there and the lady is just O-O at them. Which...Yeah me too.

☾ Anyway, he wears it all the time because he's convinced it still fits.

☾ Play with his...pecs... through the shirt. He has the most sensitive nipples and it just brushes against them just right and...He likes it is all I'm gonna say.

☾ Now, I know what we're all thinking, 'Darling, what about the pants?' And Darling's got you, baby cakes.

☾ I only tease in the bedroom :)

☾ Grey sweatpants season is EVERY season for this man. He's got like three pairs he cycles through. Kurogiri HATES them. He tries to throw them out and replace them with sensible jeans or slacks.

☾ Never works. He's like a raccoon with stocks of them EVERYWHERE.

☾ Anyway, so he's got his gray sweats and his slutty little crop tops. Let me paint this picture for Y'all.

☾ Shigaraki Tomura wearing a tight white t-shirt that's shrunk into a crop top, clinging to his chest as he stretches his arms above his head, biceps straining against the fabric. His toned abdomen is constricting with his every breath of his, on full display along with the angles of his slutty lil' waist. Your eyes follow down to his belly button and following the trail of white hairs that lead to his v-line, the waistband of his pants just barely clinging to his hips but hugging the delicious outline of his cock, which, while even flaccid, is enough to make anyone drool.

☾ Y'all seeing the vision now? Because I do.

☾ I'm seeing the vision. I'm salivating over the vision. I'm ready to turn into a Gojo fan girl at this point. Like I'm drooling. No lube. No protection. No-

☾ And if you start playing with his tits like this? In this outfit?

☾ He's trying to swat you away, you're getting in the way of his game, but your hands are feeling too good. He's only half paying attention to the pixels anyway, but it's about the principle of letting you get your way.

☾ But you can see you're winning with the way his cock twitches in his pants, throbbing in plain sight.

☾ Your lips trace along his neck and suddenly the pause screen pops up. There's a dark patch already soaking through his pants and they're lose enough your fingers can dip right past the band and trace along his shaft.

☾ He's already groaning, debating if this is worth his time. Worth the distraction.

☾ When your pretty little fingers wrap around his cock and give it a firm tug, he decides it is.

☾ Do not think he rolls over and let's you do as you please however.

☾ No, no, no. He's pulling you over the couch and pinning you as he gets rid of the bigger distractions stopping from doing exactly what he wants.

☾ If he leaves you a dripping, drooling mess on the couch, that's your own fault really.

☾ But who really cares at that point, because in the end, you won anyway <3

☾ But FUCK does Shiggy have a slutty lil' waist.

#bnha #boku no hero academia #boku no hero acedamia #boku no hero academia x reader #darling writes #mha #mha x reader #my hero academia x reader #tomura shigaraki x reader smut #tomura x reader smut #tomura x reader #tomura shigaraki x reader #tomura shigaraki #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki x reader smut

[gold-rhine]

hm.. kaeya, albedo, and childe for mirror sex, begging, and exhibitionism? tried to avoid the ones I've already seen asked with Albedo, since a couple of my first ideas were (if one of these is accidentally repetitive... your choice I guess??)

warnings nsfw

don't worry about making it repetitive, as long as there are other characters, the whole point of this game is mix and matching :)

actually i think each of them can be fun with each prompt, so instead of usual process of elimination, i'm just gonna go in order of hotness, and since i'm biased, it starts with the prettiest and the only character in genshin impact. fucking kaeya in front of a mirror would be insanely delicious. this is the shit devils are tempting saints with. tying him up wearing nothing but his choker, gorgeous and lithe in half-shadows and slanted moonlight, highlights in his hair turning silver where the light touches them. meeting his eyes in the mirror while fucking him and he smiles, a slow lop-sided smirk, filthy and pleased. making him fuck himself on your cock\strap, and he's shameless, in fact, he's posing, arching to look more seductive, but sometimes, when it suddenly gets too real, teeth scraping on the side of his exposed neck, cock hitting just the right spot, fingers digging into his thighs, when his composure wavers, he meets his own eyes in the mirror both to check that he let nothing show and to make sure he's being the same perfect fantasy. imma stop here bc i plan to sometime write an actual piece on kaeya's relationship with sex as the performance and watching himself in the mirror both to evaluate his own performance and make sure partner enjoys it, the struggle with being watched, but not seen.

albedo is breathless, overwhelmed, so used to feel in control that he doesn't know how to handle so much desire, so he reaches to you, almost as for help, despite you being the one who inflicted this on him. "please" as if "i don't know what do with myself, but i trust you to know", bright blue eyes wide open. "please what?", stroking the tender inner sides of his open thighs, and he swallows, but doesn't look away, doesn't blush, bites his lip with a concentrated little frown "Please fuck me. What do you want me to say that you don't already know? You know I want this badly enough to say anything, you've brought me to this on purpose. What would exact words matter?"

childe is so into exhibitionism, like have you met this whore. what the fuck is that half-open jacket on the naked torso. his shirt is like literally closed on only one button up top. that's ridiculous. tartag, wear some fucking undershirt. and this is not the same as geo men's straightforward sluttiness with crop tops or just being shirtless, no, childe wants to have some intrigue, to pretend it's a tease. except he doesn't have patience or self-control to be a tease, so he's like one step above the flashers. oh i'm srs business fatui, i'm wearing a srs bsns suit, it just happened to be dangling on a single clasp and showing off my abs wink wink. shut up, you whore, no one is buying that shit. if i met him in public and he introduced himself as "toy salesman", i'd think he's gonna try to sell me some vibrators by demonstrating them on himself right there. hold still girlie, im taking a dick pic. ok this somehow derailed into tartag slutshaming, but to be fair, if you made him undress somewhere where there's a chance he could be seen and then just kept telling him what a pathetic whore he is, he'd come untouched in ten minutes flat, which would be too soon bc i didn't even get to the fact that he's 11th harbringer and after signora and scara are out, there are only like 9 ppl left in harbringers AT ALL, what kind of LOSER do u have to be, so he'll have to keep standing on his knees, covered in cum, like a cringeslut failwhore he is

#rhine writes filth #sub kaeya #sub albedo #sub childe #genshin smut

[mulletmitsuya]

Toman groupchat

Warnings: swearing, suggestive, homophobia (as a joke), and one poop mention

Desc: the boys are trying to find out how cat boys defecate

Mikey: it doesn't matter

Mikey: if Kazutora was a real cat boy he would shit in a litter box

Mikey: that's all i'm saying🤷‍♂️

Baji: don't say that then tf??

Mitsuya: usually i don't ask but this seemed unprovoked

Mitsuya: what are you guys talking about

Mitsuya: i'm gonna regret asking this tbh

Kazutora: i shit in the toilet just fine thank you

Kazutora: and i never claimed to be a cat boy😭. i'm just a boy that loves cats

Mikey: you said, and i quote "yeah i think i'm a catboy"

Mikey: fucking slut

Draken: then leave him alone? like what's the issue

Mikey: oh here comes sensible Ken-chin to save the day with his common sense that will most likely save hours of arguing🙄

Draken: 😐

Kazutora: ok fine maybe i said that but i didn't mean it like that. i meant i was a boy who also happened to like cats. Mikey you aren't listening to me

Kazutora: also why am i a slut???

Chifuyu: i mean

Kazutora: bro??

Chifuyu: no i'm joking lol

Baji: he's not

Mikey: it's your waist

Mikey: and your piercings

Mikey: you're a literal whore

Draken: Mikey

Draken: shut the fuck up

Baji: go fuck his sister to spite him

Draken: dude

Draken: can you ever be normal

Baji: nah

Kazutora: nothing's wrong with my waist?

Baji: you wear crop tops sometimes

Mikey: and your twink like, feminine like, small torso tempts those around you

Baji: don't get me started on those nipple piercing bruh, had me creaming all over the place

Mikey: chill😕

Mitsuya: of course

Mitsuya: of course this is an argument you guys are having

Kazutora: I'M JUST STANDING HERE???

Chifuyu: yeah guys leave him alone

Baji: are you typing with both hands? 🤨

Chifuyu: yes????

Chifuyu: 😭

Smiley: these damned homosexuals bruh

Smiley: sorry thought i was dming Angry

Angry: homosexuals are fine!

Angry: Smiley's homophobic, not me

Angry: please keep that in mind

Angry: i was going to reply with something along the lines "well i like gay people because they slay"

Kazutora: idk man i just feel like i'm being attacked for no reason

Mikey: stop being slutty then!

Baji: only be slutty in our apartment bro

Baji: problem solved 👍

Mikey: wait

Mikey: bro chill i was joking

Mikey: dress anyway you like fr

Draken: don't listen to them Kazutora, they're all delusional

Kazutora: ok...

Kazutora: i am a boy that likes cats and that is all

Hakkai: sorry to interrupt

Hakkai: but does that mean that Inupi's a dog boy

Koko: puppy boy in particular

Angry: bro came out of nowhere

Mikey: lol

Mikey: came out

Mikey: get it

Mikey: cause he's gay

Angry: i believe it's bi

Kazutora: i don't think it's gay to think Inupi's hot

Mikey: why not

Kazutora: he's pretty like a girl

Mikey: he has a dick and balls

Kazutora: ok fine 🙁

Smiley: koko and inupi

Smiley: they're the gays i hate the most tbh

Draken: dude can u stop 🤨

Smiley: no

Smiley: watch me tell Emma you're half gay

Draken: she knows mf😐

Smiley: i wanna call you guys a homophobic slur so bad rn

Kazutora: dude you can't do that

Kazutora: it'll hurt Baji's feelings

Baji: nah i'll just beat his ass

Kazutora: lol cause you're gay

Baji: ...

Baji: yeah?

Kazutora: what?

Baji: yeah? cause i like dudes?

Kazutora: ...

Kazutora: 😯

Baji: ain't no way bruh

Mikey: Tora you fucking idiot man

Draken: L

Kazutora: what'd i do???

Baji: did u think me being attracted to men was a joke

Kazutora: yes...

Kazutora: it's not??

Chifuyu: 😟

Baji: so all the times i physically grabbed your ass...that didn't ring a bell?

Mikey: or the times he stared deeply into your eyes and told you he loved you

Kazutora: i thought you were being sus with the homies

Baji: c'mon man

Baji: bro this isn't even funny

Baji: i thought we had smth fr

Mikey:

Mikey: Kazutora rn lol

Chifuyu: 💀

Draken: lmao

Smiley: Draken chuckled ☺

Smiley: he found the joke funny🤣🤣🤣🤣

Draken: let's go outside

Smiley: nah bruh you gon beat my ass

Kazutora: Baji let's talk bruh

Angry: he emphasized the 'bruh' which means he doesn't have romantic feelings for you

Angry: sorry Baji

Baji: fuck off megamind pubes head ass

Mikey:

Mikey: Baji rn

Baji: i'm gonna shove a cactus in every crevice of you body

Mikey: bro's mad

Baji: ayt

*Baji has gone offline*

Mikey: bro thinks i'm scared

Draken: why r you trying to find a place to hide

Mikey: i'm just looking for my phone

Draken: ...alr

Draken: ...

Mitsuya: what

Draken: Baji

Draken: where'd you get a cactus that big that fast?????

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers manga #tokrev #toman groupchat #toman texts #toman #tokyo manji gang #sano manjiro/mikey #ryuguji ken/draken #tokyo revengers texts #mitsuya takashi #baji keisuke #matsuno chifuyu #shiba hakkai #kawata souya/angry #kawata nahoya/smiley #hanemiya kazutora #hajime kokonoi #inui seishu #inupi #can y'all tell i'm running out of ideas #did my best #also haven't been active cause i'm really sick #like i'm always sick but this has been terrible! #i'll try to stick to an update schedule #last time i updated was exactly 2 weeks ago so i'll try and keep that up #the cat boy thing came to me in a dream #had me very puzzled tbh #sorry if mikey's pic #*ooc

[one-vivid-judgment]

HI! Could I please request Sawashiro, Takabe, Ebina and Eiji and their kinks hcs please? Thank you <3

I have so many fluffy hcs ready to post, and here I am posting horny ones again 🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️ Forgive me God for I have sinned again!

Jo Sawashiro

Into being called ‘Sir’. Yes, he’s been called that his whole life, pretty much. But one, those were his grunts, there was nothing sexy about it. Second, none of his men ever said ‘Sir’ with that voice and those fuck-me eyes.

Loves it when you suck on his fingers. Something about seeing you getting fucked stupid, tongue lolled out and eyes rolling back, and so willingly taking his fingers down your throat gets him going like nothing else. Sometimes you’d be sucking his cock and he’ll take it out just to push his fingers inside instead. It’s more about seeing you getting all messy with spit and pre-cum down your pretty face.

And speaking of getting your face messy... Yeah, he is into facials, unsurprisingly. You’ll absolutely break him if you start mumbling absolute filth as he jerks off on your face—he usually takes longer to come, honest.

Mamoru Takabe

His kinks are relatively vanilla; he’s a soft dom through and through, and really he just wants to make it feel good for you. Maybe that’s why he likes giving oral as much as receiving it—sure, having his dick sucked feels amazing, but hearing the noises you make as he eats you out turns him on too much to ignore.

Always down for some good ol’ cockwarming. Mostly keeping it in right after having sex and sleeping like that, maybe get a quickie in the morning before work. It feels good and warm and tight for him, and it makes you feel full and safe when he wraps his arms around you to keep you extra close.

Body worship. Your body is beautiful and meant to be worshiped—he can easily spend hours sucking and licking and kissing you all over and not be done with it; he can often end up teasing you on accident because of it, and it gets you all hot and bothered every time.

Masataka Ebina

The text book definition of a brat tamer. He doesn’t tolerate disobedience, but he also finds it amusing to see you acting out when you’re usually so obedient. Still, he won’t let that behavior go unpunished: he’s bending you over his knee and spanking you until you learn your lesson.

There is love-making in this relationship; you are the one good thing in Ebina’s life and he’s treating you as such. That being said, he’s more into filthy, rough fucking. The type who won’t stop until he makes sure every part of your body is red and sore with marks. It also serves as a way to assert dominance. Yes, he is a possessive son of a bitch, next question.

Humiliation and face-slapping are not off the table. If you are into those things, he’s taking the chance and running with it. One second he can be calling you his darling and his love, then you’ll become his dirty little slut.

Eiji Mitamura

Absolutely no qualms with fucking in public. Bar restrooms are a frequent spot, but once or twice, he straight up shamelessly groped you at Club Guilty in front of everyone because a dude was flirting with you and he needed to assert dominance. It ended with you on top of him on a couch, an iron grip on your hips and rubbing against each other with your clothes on until you both came.

As evidenced by the Tatara redesign, he has a thing for skimpy outfits and cosplay. Short skirts, short shorts, crop tops, thigh highs, that kind of stuff. Bonus points if you act extra slutty while wearing those clothes around him—cross your legs, lean forward to show off extra cleavage. He’ll make sure to put you in your place.

Another possessive motherfucker, which means lots of jealous sex. He laughs at all the assholes trying to get with you when you’re so obviously his—he always demands you say you are his before he lets you come, but when he finally does you turn into his ‘good girl’.

#ryu ga gotoku #like a dragon infinite wealth #yakuza like a dragon #.txt #anon ask #yakuza headcanons #jo sawashiro #mamoru takabe #masataka ebina #eiji mitamura #nsft headcanon

[rodolfoparras]

I just got back from the store and this old lady looked me up and down that (barely) whispers to her friend "I'd never let my child wear that, they look like a whore"

And ik I should probably be offended but like😍 you think I look like a whore??? tysm ❤

Also like it was literally just a crop top with jeans and a jacket??? what's so slutty about that??? My belly button showing slightly???

But yeah I can't take someone calling me whore or slut offense because slutty men are peek gender

-🌱

Can I just say how miserable old people are like I always say they’re on their death bed so they just do whatever and most of it consists of being rude to anyone or everyone like why do you care so much about a strangers? And let me tell you I’ve received so many nasty glares bc as a fat trans man you’re bound to get it and whenever i see an old person giving me a snarky look I just glare back at them i genuinely do not like to be stared at it makes my skin itch and I’m not shy to glare someone down if they’re ogling at me

#alec answers #🌱 anon

[lazybakerart]

and what of your favourite Steve outfits? :-)

thank you for giving me the chance to answer the important questions.

this will be from s1-3 because, sadly, s4 was cancelled. i too am confused by netflix’s sudden decision.

as always, we have to do the Honorary Mention first - steve's rendition of tom cruise.

we don't see steve in mostly black. or black at all. he's a polo guy. a preppy jock. bright colors. soft pastels. jeans that hug in just the right places to wobble on the improper but highly appreciated line. this look is cut. it is fine. it is hot enough to burn his bridge with his girlfriend and childhood best friend with benefits while building another for a random slice of blond beefcake who's already rearing for a fight/smooch. a black blazer and a tight black tee with the sunglasses to push it into the ooooh hello level.

now lets get to it.

TOP FIVE STEBEN OUTFITS

#5

two-scoops baby

you can't talk about steve's outfits and not talk about his iconic sailor boy uniform. yeah, i get why some people weren't into it, but i am and i'm right. it is, top to bottom, ridiculous. while s3 shied away from the classic 80s short-shorts and crop tops that were so popular for men, especially in the summer, a decision that i take very personally, the trade off was steve in a lil sailor outfit for 99.9% of the season. from the cap to the handkerchief tied in a bow around his neck to the striped shorts, steve is rocking his minimum wage uniform. the only unrealistic thing about it is steve being unable to find a date while wearing it. don't you tell me mr. jazzercise wasn't eyeballing this cutie. don't you lie to my face, duffles.

#4

mr. cuddles

the sweater. the khakis. this is the look. this is steve at his coziest. a little bit of that prep-life in the khakis + a whole lot of being in love in a sweater that undoubtedly makes him itch like hell, but it doesn't matter. he has his girl. life is good. he's not about to be cheated on and dumped. he has his cozy sweater and dreams of a nightmare roadtrip with six children a la the brady bunch. this is a meeting of two different parts of his life, the transition from his previous King Steve persona to lovey-dovey boyfriend who's going to wear the shit outta that holiday sweater. you bet your ass he baked slightly burnt sugar cookies for this shindig. 

#3

regina george wishes

preppy steve is everything. he’s bitchy. he’s slutty. he’s out to get laid, get high, and fall in love and god does he just want to be loved so bad. in later seasons, we lose the preppiness that was so apparent in the first, but that just means we have to appreciate all that we’ve lost and that means this iconic look of prep steve. the khakis that tell all. the tight polo that clings. he is spreading rumors. he is telling nasty lies. he is promising to take a girl to prom and ditching her for a better deal. this is steve at his most Regina. he’s taking no prisoners. he will ruin lives over a scuffed shoe. he’ll laugh in the face of anyone who tries to talk to him. he’s jealous and bitchy. he’s awful. he’s adorable. he’s both the King and the Queen. top of the food-chain steve is fun and awful and wears his polos like a crown.

#2

who doesn’t love a vest

a dyed denim vest (if my eyes aren’t lying to me) - girl. yes. the striped sleeves and this colorful little number on top of a pair of dark denim jeans? steve watched his beefy blond rival boyfriend die and said, yeah, he’s gonna step up and pick up the tight-tight jeans mantle. this is the epitome of Fun Dad that we get with steve. from the bright colors to the unbuttoned vest to the blond highlights in his hair. peak summer steve. he’s out to get tan and find a committed relationship that can last from one night to fifty years. not so different from his s1 persona, putting effort into his clothes and his hair - he will look the best out of everyone, he plans, he prepares, he sprays and lathers, he color codes his look - only, now, he’s just a little less of a dick.

#1

the iconic, the classic, the only

the transition from preppy polos to more plain, less attention-grabbing clothes reflects what’s going on with steve. he’s no longer interested in being Top Dog, no matter how much a beefy blond tries to bark his way up steve’s tree and into his pants. this is steve taking a step back. a neutral bomber jacket and a plain dark t-shirt paired with 80s jeans that could only be more 80s if they were acid wash. this is a steve whose self reflected, whose heart is hurting, who isn’t interested in being King Steve anymore. he’s stripping back and taking a look at himself. who is he without his polos. without his girlfriend. he wants to be a better person. he wants to be more than his clothes and his reputation. it’s a down to earth look and i love it. this is peak s2 steve who’s complicated, dealing with an aching heart, he’s searching and trying to be brave for himself and for others.

#replies #steve harrington #harringrove #overtones XD #im not as into steve's clothes as i am with billy #but!!!

[wweassets]

Okay I could NEVER be as good as the OG calendar anon but I thought I’d make one since they’ve gone missing. Hopefully y’all like it! <3

January: Happy New Year! Dirty Dominik Mysterio is looking forward to another year of criminal acts and peggings from Mami, he’s so excited at the Judgement Day New Years party that he’s stripped out of all his clothes and has two bottles of champagne going, he pours one dramatically into his open mouth, letting some of it drip out the sides of his lips and down his slender body, the other is held just in front of his dick and balls. He’s holding the bottle there deliberately, not letting us get a look at his junk; only Mami gets to see the goods.

February: Picture the scene: Valentines Day, fancy Italian restaurant, candles everywhere, rose petals surrounding the table. Sitting opposite each other is Tony D and Stacks. Adriana Rizzo is in the background serving cunt (& meatballs!). The two men are sitting so close together, their faces only an inch or two apart, looking lovingly into each other’s eyes. The tablecloth obscures the view for everyone but us, and we can see that under the table Stacks is secretly rubbing his foot against the hardening bulge of The Don.

March: Class is back in session for the Spring Semester at Chase U, but Riley Osborne was late for one of Andre Chase’s lectures. Everyone knows bad behaviour has to be punished! Riley is seen bent over Andre’s desk at the front of the class, his pants dropped to his ankles, with Mr Chase winding his palm back around ready to spank the bare ass of his student. The MVP of Chase U, Duke Hudson is also there, sitting at his desk but with a flushed red face, using a textbook to cover the boner he’s got from watching his twunky tag team parter getting spanked.

April: There’s an Easter egg hunt happening at the PC but Carmelo Hayes (dressed in his slutty crop top and a pair of tiny gym shorts) has been distracted by a trail of candy on the floor leading him into the locker room. His eyes are locked into the candy until they appear on the locker room bench in front of him and stop abruptly in between two powerful oiled up thighs belonging to Trick Williams. Trick is completely naked with a seductive look on his face and is holding an Easter egg in front of his beautiful dick, almost teasing Melo to dig in.

May: The Cinco de Mayo celebrations are underway for Angel Garza & Humberto Carrillo in some kind of dance club. You can tell they they were initially dressed in traditional clothes but they have been thrown to the side and they’re now moving their nearly naked and sweaty bodies along to the music. The men are in tiny thongs that leave VERY little to the imagination. They’re dancing on small tables while everyone gazes lustfully at them and their sensual moves, drawn to the cousins curvy and juicy asses. The camera catches Angel mid twerk, while a horny tío slips a few dollars into Humberto’s bulging thong. The Lotharios can’t help it, they love to show off!

June: Summer is the perfect time for volleyball! It’s a Raw vs Smackdown volleyball game for brand supremacy. Austin Theory & Grayson Waller vs The Creeds. Both teams are wearing speedos that are colour coordinated with their brand. We all know Austin’s is not stranger to a blue speedo 😉 Both teams are shining; is it the sun? sweat? baby oil? who cares, they look like gods! Austin is stood to the left of the picture, his shapely ass spilling out of the tiny blue speedo, watching his glistening partner soaring through the air to slap the ball. On the other side of the image, Julius is jumping through the air hoping to block Grayson’s shot, his heavy shlong protruding obscenely from his speedo. Brutus is still face-down on the sand after initially saving the point, his thick ass pointing to the sky.

July: CAAAAW 🦅MURICA 🇺🇸 happy 4th of July y’all! Cody Rhodes loves America so much that he even sleeps in a bed with an American flag duvet! This candid picture was taken of him just after waking up, one half of his body still tangled in the bedsheet, the other above it, with him laying on his stomach. Silly Cody was very tired the night before and went to bed completely naked, so here he is presenting his smooth All American bubble butt to the camera. A sliver of morning sunlight peeking through the window is perfectly illuminating the curves of his body and ass. Gawd bless the U S A.

August: Bash in Berlin is the first WWE PPV to ever happen in Germany, so what better way to celebrate the occasion that with some German delicacies. WWE has superstars doing promotional work across the country. Oh no, looks like someone forgot their lederhosen 🫢 Ludwig Kaiser will have to be naked instead I guess? He’s in a German tavern, holding a massive overflowing plate of thick German sausages in front of his lean muscular body. Luckily for him, one of the thickest sausages is dangling off the plate in the perfect position to cover his own huge meat.

September: Harvesting season has begun for Brooks Jensen and he’s busy trying to fix this goshdarn tractor. Farming is sweaty work so he’s thrown his plaid shirt to the side. He’s stretching himself across the giant tractor wheel to fix the problem, forgetting that he’s wearing a jockstrap under his denim bootyshorts, and his stretching has given us all an eyeful of his fat country ass framed by a few flimsy bits of fabric. Typical himbo!

October: It’s not such a happy Halloween for Dragon Lee since he’s being chased down backstage by cock-hungry zombies! 😨 he was preparing for a match when the outbreak happened so was caught off guard by the attack, they clawed at his glistening body and tore some of his tiny trunks leaving parts of his ass exposed for all to see.

November: It’s Thanksgiving for the WWE roster and many of them are sitting around a long table, ready to feast. But wait, that’s not a turkey in the middle of the table… that’s Jey Uso’s giant ass! He’s completely naked On a large serving platter and surrounded by seasonal vegetables while his humongous cheeks are being used as the table centrepiece and they look as shiny and delicious as a well-basted turkey!

December: Some people need to just stop fighting and kiss-and-make-up, none moreso than CM Punk and Seth Rollins, and what better way to do that than meeting underneath the mistletoe. They’re both wearing adorable Christmas jumpers but the kiss they’re giving each other is far from adorable. It’s nasty, passionate, sloppy, tongues deep inside each others mouths. Punk’s hand has slipped under Rollins’ pants and has a vice grip on his asscheek, while Seth has one of his wrapped around Punk’s throat. Don’t you just love Christmas?!

WELL HELLO CALENDAR ANON (thats what im gonna name u now)... THIS WAS A FUCKING SHOCK! and also so funny cuz costume contest anon sent theirs in just before dfsjsadjadsf

I LOVE IT THO LIKE?? DOUBLE THE SLUTTY CALENDAR FUN?? THANK U BOTH

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how about yall? double the fun today!!

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Prompt: “Kim’s” first shift at Nora’s-

@iiingenious

Kim was fighting still, even a week after arriving at Nora's Lounge, but her desire to just submit was growing and growing. The first night, she'd had to be gagged with an open ring and tied up to be fed her addictive and feminizing meal, but now she grew twitchy and antsy enough that she happily scarfed the food down, then even sunk to her knees in front of Nora for a second helping of the secret ingredient.

"My my, little Kim, you're such a tough little cookie, but even the strongest will cracks eventually. Those panties you're wearing may not be as strong as Alice's old hats, but they are still weakening your will, day by day," Nora taunted as she pulled out her cock, grown by her first experiments with special hormones, and now pumping out the chemicals that kept her staff pliant and bubbly.

Kim chose not to respond, and simply sucked away on the cock. Her hands desperately wished to touch herself, since the act made her feel so hot, but Nora had locked her clit away in a cage, and she wasn't desperate enough to finger her own ass yet. Her budding breasts bounced with each bob of her head, making her blush as she thought about how her mental image was changing. Gone was Tim Drake, lithe and acrobatic crime fighter. In his place was Kim Hen, shy and submissive trans girl waitress.

Nora moaned at Kim's efforts, and even Kim found that she wanted to please her boss more than the rote mechanics of the blowjob, so she slipped her fingers inside of Nora's folds, rubbing over every part of her, to help her to climax sooner. Nora groaned and her cock twitched, Kim having to swallow quickly as her mouth was suddenly full of cum, with more pumping in.

Panting, Kim was passed off to Stella, who had been one of Tim's friend before they both fell victim to Nora's Lounge. Stella was much more indoctrinated into Nora's way of thinking, the perfect mentor for Kim's first shift at the restaurant.

Kim was dressed in the very revealing uniform, a crop top that put slutty schoolgirl outfits to shame, a miniskirt that left very little to the imagination, and of course the pink panties that subtly influenced their wearer's mind and hid the girlbulge that all employees, trans or otherwise, sported thanks to Alice Tetch, business partner to Nora Clavicle.

The shift started out easily enough. Kim had worked retail before she'd moved in full time at Wayne Manor, and the differences between that and waitressing weren't too strong to throw her off. However, as the night wore on, and the upper class patrons here to look at the women gave way to the drunken frat bros here to try to score, she felt strange. On the one hand, it felt good to have her new gender confirmed by the catcalls and attempts to grope her, but they also made her annoyed enough that she started to understand more of Nora's philosophy. Men were pigs, and a great equalizer wouldn't be too amiss. At least these men needed to be taken down a peg.

Kim wasn't ever alone, shadowing Stella all night, but even the presence of two women at the table wasn't enough to stop the deluge of gross comments. Despite this, Stella seemed to take it well, even feeding off of the sexual energy of the abuse directed at her. She flirted and let them play a grab at her ass. When Kim asked about her behavior when the pair of them were in the kitchen, Stella giggled.

"Those idiots are just playing into our hands. I got caught when I groped one of the waitresses too much, but I thought that my advances were just finally reciprocated. She invited me back upstairs for some fun, then I woke up with boobs," she shrugged. "Best thing that could have happened to me, so we just let them dig their own graves, knowing that every so often one of them will join our ranks. Nora's considering opening another location across town, so we'll need a lot more waitresses if we wanna expand, so go be a slut, Kim."

Stella kissed Kim on the cheek and they went back out there, Kim now understanding more about the business. She could get used to this. The shift didn't last too much longer, but Kim allowed herself to be the target of all of the sexual energy, taking command of her new body and allowing herself to be enjoyed. Still, all of this attention made Kim ache with desire again. Maybe she could go into one of the cis girl's room tonight, in the apartments above the restaurant where the waitstaff all stayed. They all grew penises thanks to the same serum that shrank the trans girl's cocks, and Kim needed someone to fill her up.

#iiingenious

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I once made this tweet

I refuse to fix any mistakes I make while writing. I once made this tweet probably because my ex was taller than me and I was able to swim in his shirts

mainly fluff very little suggestive themes

pairings: Gojo Satoru ; Megumi Fushiguro ; Yuji Itadori ; Shoko Ieiri ; Toji Fushiguro ; Nobara Kugisaki ; Nanami Kento x reader :)

my list uwu

Gojo Satoru

lanky boy

I don't think he has any solid sleeping clothes, like sometimes he puts on pajamas, sometimes he doesnt, sometimes he just strips and so on.

So when you suggest your idea??

This mf would eat that shit up real quick. Like word? He is on it, dragging you to the next shop.

Would actually still get two pairs one for men a day one for women, but obviously both big enough for him to fit in.

On one hand he is getting one of those classic pajama where you can get either a nice big shirt or button up while he can have them comfy stripped pants that make your ass look immaculate for some reason?

Like no matter what kind of ass you have those stripped pajama pants will make your ass look good and he lives for it.

It's an absolute win for him, his ass looks good, he gets to show off his upper body and you're easily accessible in just a large shirt?

You bet he is feeling you up!

Ok, but you may be asking me why that mf buying an outfit for women when its about buying one and sharing it 🤨

Women section had those cute extra short shorts and he thinks he'll look extra slutty in only frilly women's shorts that barely covered anything.

Also plus because the pajamas had a cute crop top and because it's in the biggest size they had, the croptop won't even fit you. Letting those spagetti straps fall all over you shoudlers. Awww baby you could just not wear it at all! But the way your chest keeps spilling out that overly big top is just too cute! He loves the little nipple slips and how he can just look down on you and see everything.

Megumi Fushiguro

confused boy

He does not understand the purpose of what you two are doing because I feel like Megumi is the type to actually wear clothes to sleep. He feels like a shirt and boxers kind of person.

Would wear shorts or pants when you sleepover, because he thinks it's more appropriate.

He just stands there in the shop letting you do whatever you like, giving his opinion when asks otherwise his nose is burried in his smartphone reading about anything he is intrested about.

So when you only stood there in the shirt and underwear, while he was dressed in pants and a random shirt from his drawer you pout.

Walking home with a one set of pajamas his size and some snacks he just hums. So when you shove the pants in his hands, he just shrugs putting them on thinking you only wanted the shirt. He doesn't mind a new pair of pants.

Explaining him the whole point is that HE doesn't get to wear a shirt and that you don't get to wear the pants. Another hum escapes his lips, calling it stupid at first, but Megumi is a whipped man who will get swayed by a couple whines and pouts. Groaning when he has to take his shirt off, his room a little too cool for no shirt.

Laying down in his bed forced to cuddle closer to you, since he is not used to wearing no shirt at all, maybe it isn't that bad anymore. Maybe it is nice to feel your face cuddled into his bare chest while his hands rested comfortably on your warm thights able to really feel your warmth. Maybe the little kisses you pressed to his skin weren't that unwelcome. Just maybe his hand did like traveling up the shirt that was just a bit too big for you, maybe he does like the way your shouders spilled out of the shirt and how comfortable you looked in his hold.

Yuji Itadori

simp boy

Absolutely down for it, he'd be so down to just hand you all his shirts just for that. He has no patience and immediately rushed you to go shop for new sleeping clothes, he wants THAT SO BADLY.

I think Yuji is the type to sleep in his boxers only. Like nah he just can't handle the long pants and extra fabric while sleeping. But seeing you in just shirt and panties??? Oh boy is he down for it!!!

He is down bad for you, you can have any clothing article he owns. His hoodies? Yours. His shirts? Yours. You want his shorts? Sure Yours. Ask and it's yours, actually he wouldn't even mind, if you just took it.

He is enthusiastic to go pick something with you just for it. Just a brief mentionfrom his side that he doesn't like long pants and you guys get him those comfy plaid sleeping shorts while you get a cute top to match the plaid shorts.

At home he is happy to cuddle and watch a nice movie with him, he's got no issues at all with the no shirt thing, but he does get a bit blushy and embarassed when you're sitting in his lap with no pants at all. Oh boy he was already going through it when you were wearing a skirt, but now it's just a shirt???

He is a pure but horny boy </3

Please don't move to much, oh god he can't concentrate on the movie at all, he is suddenly to nervous. Yuji doesn't know where to put his hands, he doesn't know where to even look. Fuck, he can see the swell of your breast and your nippels through the shirt, and the hem is coming up abit too high. He is trying so hard not to pop a boner the entire movie :(

Nanami Kento

exhausted boy

He absolutely cannot keep up with all your shit. You're shoving another tweet, in his face? Another picture of cute animals saying us? Another meme he doesn't understand saying this could be us, but you're playing?

Honestly he is so tired, but he will indulge you in it anyways. Afterall you're the little sunshine in his life.

I headcon him to have very nice and comfortable pajamas. Anyday where he can put them on and lay peacefully arround his home reading or sleeping is a good day.

So taking time out of his day to buy items of comfort doesn't seem too bad to him, picking up some nice scented candels maybe a nice wine and a comfy set of sleeping wear. What a nice day for Nanami. Yet he is just a tad confused when you refuse to buy the matching set with him. He had guesses you to be a sucker for those, but today seems to come with surpises. Comepletly forgetting about the tweet you had showed him, you two arrive back at home.

A kiss to your forhead when you two are preparing dinner together and soft touches, that are making you smile. When evening arrives he is reminded of why you even wanted to go shopping in the first place, a soft chuckle escapes his throat when you shoved only the pants in his hands taking the shirt with you. Ah right his s.o. isn't as clam as him, how dare he forget?

When you giggling and laughing jumping up and down in the overly big button up the first couple buttons undone, waving around with the sleeves, waiting to be scooped up in his arms. He sighs laying the shirt he was going to put on aside, giving in to your ideas.

His sunshine in his arms drawing patterns on his chest making him guess what you drew or wrote while he held book in his hand barley reading a word more focused on your little drawing game, eventually putting it down to focus on you only. His rough hand would brush over your leg, just smiling at the bundle of joy in his lap.

Nanami adores listening to anything you have to tell him, everything seems interesting when you're so exited and happy to share it with him. He takes his time to listen to your story and to admire just how pretty you look in just a shirt.

When you're finally tired laying against his bare chest, there are more kisses pressed to your hair, an arm wrapped around you shoudler keeping you firmly against him. It's quiet and clam, as Namami reads a chapter or two from his book before laying both of you down to bed.

Shoko Ieiri

Actually seems like another person who doesn't care much about what she wears to sleep, but I'd like to think of her as someone who puts on, one of those pretty silky sleeping dresses when you're over just to tease you. Gasping about how you just want her for her body when you can't seem to take your eyes off her legs or cleevage.

Raises a brow at your suggestions asking, if she wears the shirt or the shorts. When she is supposed to wear the shorts, she calls you a pervert who just wants to see her tits. Aren't her silky dresses enough? She may be right with her assumption, but would let you have your fun anyways. If you want to lay your head in her tits who is she to stop you? She isn't too picky about it and little shameless when it came to it genuinely wearing no tank top, no bra to cover her upper body just standing there in those pants the ties pulled thight a little high waisted on her built.

Jokingly calls you her little baby, when you snuggel up in her chest as her hand plays with your hair scalp lulling you into a clam state, slow and quiet conversations about you twos day. She is warm and smells nice, you can play with the strands of her brown her curling them around your finger like she sometimes does. Legs tangled together in bed and when she feels extra soft she cradles your face in her hands bringing you up for a kiss.

Tiddie in mouth please miss shoko

Toji Fushiguro

Looks like a candidate who sleeps in boxers or nothing at all, all that bulking muscle is protecting him from the cold.

Does he think your idea is stupid? Yes he does, will he indulge you? Maybe.

If this is lovesick Toji, he absolutely will. This man is a simp when he is in love, will absolutely melt and be putty in your hands when you're just wearing one of his shirts absolutely oversized on you. Oh he is so careful with his lover scared his strength could hurt them and treats you like glass.

Let's you lay on top of him and he is so shameless with the way he sometimes eyes your ass and your bare legs, no shame in looking down the neck of your/his shirt to see your body. Just laughs when you call him out in it absolutely loves your weight on his body, will pull the shirt up to your waist to see your underwear and press your bare tummy on his just to feel more of you.

Don't blame him when you two are stripped down, just body on body.

If he isn't that invested in you aka you're one of his flings he'd probably not go through with it a sneaky line like oh we could match in our birthing suits.

Nobara Kugisaki

She seems like the type to have super cute pajamas with matching hairbands, socks and slippers. She likes to spoil herself so I think she'd take it pretty serious to take care of herself and make herself feel pretty even when going to sleep.

Convinced you to get matching Pajamas in two colours instead. Getting two super cute sets of pajamas and exchanging the tops.

You have her shirt and she has yours, so her pants match with your shirt, and your shirt match with her pants. She thinks it's a much cuter idea!

And she likes how one of you had a little tighter shirt and the other had a little more oversized look. She will absolutely post about it on her story or make it an actual post on her social media.

Making it a whole spa day at home tangled together with a nice mask and maybe doing each others nails makes her so happy. To bad in her line of work she always fuckes up her polish.

Makes you admit her idea is nice, but is totally down for your idea too later that day taking of her top and sliding down your shorts.

Inumaki Toge

oh my beloved Toge 🥺🥺

He looks like he just wears his white shirt and shorts to sleep, doesn't seem big on having to change on tired day he might just throw himself in his uniform to sleep.

Otherwise maybe the classic shirt and boxers, maybe even no shirt when he just feels like stripping of work clothes so he can sleep.

He probably understands that it's the whole size kink thing, but sadly your boyfriend is about 5'5 in height, though he indulges you in your fun. Of course he does, besides the smaller the shirt is the more he can see of you, so it's a win in his book.

Might as well enjoy your antics, as he goes to pick up some sleepwear with you. He'd jokingly point around the shop to some scandalous looking pieces implying you two should get it, or dresses but then pointing at himself that he is going to wear it.

At the end of the day he'll get his pants and has no qualms about going shirtless around you, afterall he is fit! Even if he doesn't look like it.

A playful smile on his face when the shirt fits almost perfectly with no bottoms for you, a gleam in his eyes that tells you, you did this to yourself.

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Smutt!! Shouto Todoroki x F! Reader

♡Arranged Tease♡

"Why are you wearing that? Females should dress proper" Endeavor looked up at you. Fuyumi squeezed her eyes shut in embarrassment. "If it's such a big problem, how about you come take it off for me?"

You puckered your lips innocently. Shouto and Natsuo bit their lips trying not to laugh. "Forgive her" Your butler, Watson came up from behind. "Ms. L/N and Mr. L/N can't make it but I'm authorized to sign any documentation" Endeavor sighed, looking back at you.

You took a seat at the table. An arranged relationship with a pro hero's son.... Thoughts raced through your mind

You snapped your head up to look at Shouto. He was already staring at you, cheeks flushed with a dark pink, he turned his attention elsewhere when he made eye contact.

You didn't even wanna go through this. Endeavor was werid and he was quick to cover everything up with money. So the plan was to dress "slutty", which was hard since Men should learn how to keep it in there pants.

A black lace crop top with a skirt seemed like it would do the job. Well....it's not.

You sighed, looking over at Watson who was signing some papers. "Do you want to -um- ordering anything?" Shouto quietly peeped from across the table. "No, I'm fine"

This one is going to be interesting.

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Shouto just sat on the edge of the bed while you scrolled on your phone. "Sorry..about my dad" He spoke but continued to look at the wall. "Its fine but I wouldn't want our future kids around him"

Shouto widened his eyes. You laughed. "Just kidding for that to happen we actually have to have sex" You chuckled even more, teasingly running your foot up and down Shouto's back.

He shuddered, slightly whimpering. "Shouto~" "Yes" "Are you a virgin?" Shouto turned beet red. You set your phone down, crawling over to him.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about" Your fingers traced his nape. You blew some air on his warm ear shell. "I am. Are you?" The follow up question made you quirk your eyebrows.

"Wanna find out?" You whispered into his ear. Your eyes traveled down to the obvious poorly hidden tent in his pants.

Heat rose to your cheeks and before Shouto could answer you quickly said, "Just joking" A awkward chuckle leaving your lips. "I have to go to the kitchen" You were about to get up but Shouto pulled you back down.

The soft sheets soften your landing. "Y-You can't just rile someone up like that as a joke" Shouto put a hand on his face, trying to ease the burning blush.

Shouto quickly made his way to hover above you. His body in-between your quivering legs. He put a warm hand on the side of your face, pulling you into a deep kiss.

Shouto's free hand gripped onto your waist, his fingers admiring the unperfect rolls of fat. The hard jabbing of his bulge slipping under your skirt made you turn into a puddle.

Your heart started to race as the air became limited. Shouto's mouth pulled away, his lips slicked with slavia. Both chest fluttering.

"Sorry" He muttered. "Was that okay to do?" Strands of red and white hair tickled your forehead. You nodded.

Shouto looked at the door then back at you. "Do you want to go...further"

You bit back the urge to laugh at his humiliated state and nodded again. "I need actual words, please"

Big sucker for consent.

You pulled Shouto back in with a more passionate kiss, your hands getting tangled in his pink roots. Your tongues clashed together, you backed down though letting Shouto search your mouth.

It just made you get even closer with him to the point where his cock brushed onto your cunt. "Mmmf" you moaned inside the kiss, sending vibrations through Shouto.

Shouto pulled away, his mouth parted. "Sooo...what's your next move, pretty boy" You teasingly lifted the hem of your skirt up.

Shouto reeled in your thighs, his face disappearing under your skirt. A small trail of smoke followed up afterwards.

He did not....

Yes he did

Shouto used a tiny portion of his quirk to burn off the undergarments. Before you could even comment Shouto ran a cold tongue up along your cunt.

You jerked your hips upward only for it to be slammed back down. Shouto tongue dipped into your hole, the wetness coating his lips.

He flattened his tongue against a flesh wall, warming his tongue up then tuning its temperature down again. "Ngh~" You moaned feeling Shouto go slow.

He slipped his tongue out, flipping the skirt up to get a better view before sucking hard on your clit. His tongue being a good assistant.

Laps of pleasure ran through your body. You gripped Shouto's hair. Your thighs closed on his head when Shouto slipped in two warm fingers.

Your toes curled feeling an orgasm coming. Moans left your mouth. Shouto pulled out his fingers, raising them and shoving them down your throat. "You have to be quiet or someone might hear you"

His face lifted up, coming up to yours. He licked his the juices off his lips. "I want to the be the only one hearing them. Understood?"

"Mmmhm" You released a shaky breath. Shouto fumbled with his belt, pulling his boxers down. His cock sprung, lightly dabbing your pussy.

Shouto teasingly rubbed in up and down. The wetness guiding it into your hole but Shouto would pull it back out. You wrapped your legs around his torso, pulling him in. "Mmh it feels so good"

You through your head back, moans choking on Shouto's fingers. "Shit" He whispered, putting your legs on his shoulder. His pace was slow but hard.

Your walls pulsed around Shouto's cock. ⅔ sat inside you while the other part was to waiting to get inside. "Be a good girl and take all of me" Shouto grunted, trying to shove the rest of his cock inside.

Once it was he pounded into you until you could see stars. It felt like a hot blanket was suffocating you. The air became humid. Everytime your toes would curl or your flesh walls would tighten, Shouto would slow his pace.

Shouto quickened his pace again. His hair is scattered in the wind. "You feel so good, beautiful" Shouto moaned, running a cold hand on your stomach.

The echoing sound of pants and moans made Shouto grow relentless. He watched as his dick went in and out, the sloppy thrust, and your needy form.

The lace crop-top hugged against your warm s/c skin. "I'm -mm- S-Shouto -fu- cumming" Gummy clear liquid flowed around Shouto's cock. Your orgasm movements and face made Shouto cum.

Thick beads of white filled you to the brim. Your legs deflated off his shoulders, the skirt flapping back down. The dripping cum soaked the sheets.

A/N : The plot sucked, the smut sucked. Sorry for the trash post today. There's literally no excuse for this T-T

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