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drades-lair · 2 years

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Mates

The club was just what Blitz wanted right now, loud music, smell of smoke and good drinks. Work had been literal hell this week, so Blitz needed just a few hours of distraction before going back to reality. Wearing his leather jacket, black wash jeans and crimson button-down Blitz was strutting his stuff right to the bar. The bar tender slid a bottle of beer to Blitz that he caught single handed, taking a swig. "Well, well, if it isn't Blitzo!" Came an all too familiar voice that caused Blitz to spew his beer. "Fizz? What the fuck are you doing here?" Blitz exclaimed, spinning around to face the other imp. "I should be asking you that. Looking for someone else’s life to ruin?" Fizz taunted Blitz took note of how Fizz wasn't wearing his usual jester get up instead dressed in a long-sleeved yellow sweater and blue jeans leaving his partial horns exposed without the hat. Blitz felt the white patch on his face ache a little at seeing Fizz's damaged horns. "Of course, not and as I recall it wasn't me who ruined your life!" Blitz shot back bitterly "Oh really! Says the fuck up who couldn't even tell the simplest jokes!" Fizz spat back "Whatever can you just fuck off all ready! I’m trying to enjoy myself," Blitz growled irritably "Oh no! You don't get to just walk away this time! You fucking screw up! You can't do anything right ever! You fucked up my life and everyone that followed! Begs the question when are you going to fuck up the lives of your 'employees'? Hmm?" Fizz berated Blitz making him grimace as Fizz's words burrowed their way into his brain. "N-no! I'm...I wouldn't..." Blitz tried to defend himself but those words were the exact things he'd said to himself on more then a few occasions. "Sure, you will Blitzo! You ruin everyone and thing you come in contact with!" Fizz's words carried so much venom Blitz felt it penetrating his very soul. "Sounds like Yer speakin' from experience," Blitz damn near gave himself whiplash with the speed he spun his neck around towards the second familiar voice of the evening. Leaning against the bar with a leg crooked, cowboy hat tipped over his face and a tumbler of amber liquid in his hand was Striker. A single yellow eye peered from under that hat straight at Fizz and there was a very distinct rattle sounding from his direction. "Who the fuck are you?" Fizz asked indignantly "Me? I'm the fucking mate of the one you're belittling," Striker growled low as he pushed off the bar to come stand next to Blitz. "Mate!? There's no fucking way you've got a mate!" Fizz exclaimed in true shocked surprise "Aw, what's the matter bitch? Jealous Blitz was able to get a hot piece of ass like me?" Striker taunted flashing his fangs "Striker, you don't need to do this! I had this handled!" Blitz interjected irritability "I know you did Darlin' but as a source of pride I can't let this bitch get away with sayin' those things to Ya," Striker retorted with a wink Blitz could appreciate what Striker was trying to do but at the same time he couldn't shake what Fizz had just said. Striker's tail snaked around Blitz's calve as he reached up to not so subtly adjust his bandanna revealing the mating mark on his nape. "You're a fucking cocky bastard! Its absolutely disgusting!" Fizz sloppily insulted as he flushed red. "Sure am, also a better lay then you ever were," Striker shot back with a hiss Blitz by this point felt like he should say something but found himself tongue tied, it was a very unusual feeling to have someone stand up for him. Everyone hated him or at least that’s what Blitz thought most of his life proven when not even Moxxie or Millie would stand up for him when he got into shit however watching Striker right now tell Fizz to go get fucked…it was nice to have someone in his corner for once.

“You fucker! How dare you!” Fizz growled, raising a hand to slap Striker only to have his hand snatched mid air.

“Now, now, no need for that,” Striker hissed again, his tail rattling furiously now from where it still sat coiled around Blitz’s calve. Suddenly a low growl erupted from Blitz drawing both Fizz and Striker’s attention to him.

“Don’t you fucking touch him!” Blitz snarled, pushing himself between Striker and Fizz now much to the surprise of both parties. Striker released Fizz’s hand as Blitz firmly planted himself between them, teeth bared and eyes flashing red with anger. Fizz took a step backwards at the sudden display of dominance from Blitz, a side he’d not seen before. Blitz’s spines were flared on his back as his tail coiled tightly around Striker’s waist in a possessive manner, but Striker didn’t mind in fact he gave a smug smirk in Fizz’s direction.

“What the fuck? What’s wrong with you?” Fizz asked hesitantly

“You can say or do whatever you want to me but if you touch him, I will tare your fucking throat out!” Blitz snarled

Fizz was so taken aback by this display he lost all the gumption he once had instantly backing up before huffing a scoff as he headed for the nearest exit door. Blitz waited till Fizz was out of sight then he turned to face Striker who still had that smug smile plastered on his features. Striker was just about to say something when Blitz roughly used his tail to yank the pale imp into a heated kiss, a claiming kiss which Striker happily returned.

“Fuck Blitz! Never knew how possessive you could get,” Striker chuckled upon pulling from the kiss.

“No one but me is aloud to touch you!” Blitz growled against Striker’s nape where the mating mark he placed there was.

“Hmm, love when Ya talk dirty sugar. How’s about we blow this place before Ya start fuckin’ me right on the bar top?” Striker suggested with a hum of approval

“Yes,” Blitz simply breathed out

The two of them quickly paid their way then took off out of the club, Blitz hopping on bombproof behind Striker, tail still coiled tightly around the other imp’s waist. On the ride back to Blitz’s apartment Striker could feel Blitz caressing along his sides and hips.

“You know, standing up for me was pretty hot cowboy,” Blitz purred seductively into Striker’s ear.

“That’s my job Darlin’, You might be my dominant but, in the end, we’re mates which means we protect one another,” Striker responded so nonchalantly and perhaps for him it was just how things were but for Blitz this was a new concept, something he’d never experienced.

“I…I’ve never…had someone do that for me…” Blitz hesitantly stammered out, pressing his face to the back of Striker’s neck to breath in his scent.

“I know…but that’s no longer the case, I will always defend Ya Blitz,” Striker promised glancing over his shoulder.

“And that just makes you hotter,” Blitz smirked gripping Striker’s hips a little harder

Striker released a deep chuckled at that, clicked his heels to get bombproof to go a little faster so they could get back to the apartment as soon as possible in order to show his mate exactly how much he loved him.

#Helluva boss #Helluva boss fanfiction #Helluva boss fanfic #fanfictions #fanfics #Striker #Blitzo #fizzaroiii #Blitzo X Striker #slight romance #angst #slight humor #drama #possessive Blitzo #Protective Striker #mating marks

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femboybun · 27 days

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Puppy forcing bunny into a mating press and forcing their big puppy cock into bunny’s tiny holes and breeding bunny nice and full but the whole time bunny is crying and begging and moaning for more because bunny wants puppy’s big knot and puppy is biting bunny all over and growling and barking and slobbering on bunny’s face

#subby bunny #dumb bunny #bd/sm bunny #bd/sm pet #puppy top #petpl4y #subby puppy #breed me please #bd/sm breeding #mating press #mark me up #unwilling prey #prey kink #predator kink

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mattodore · 3 months

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delphi, bitten pack member, mate

#river dipping #delphi sol #lykos #ts4 #ts4 edit #ts4 cas #simblr #no good morning just immediately firing shots LOOK 🫵 AT HER 🫵#GOD............................... WEREWOLF WOMAN WHO WILL TEAR INTO ME WITH HER CLAWS AND REVEL IN THE WARMTH OF BLOOD I WANT YOUUU #SHE'S SO SEXY LIKE. SAID THIS OVER ON PF ALREADY BUT I NEED TO BE FOUR FINGERS DEEP INSIDE HER ALREADY #FACE FIRST IN HER BREASTS LIKE. DYKERY IN MY MIND THE LIKES OF WHICH YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVEEEEE RN #FEMMES............. I AM YOURS ALWAYS AND FOREVER <3 #...me thinking delphi is the sexiest woman alive aside... look at her pointy wolf ears sticking out!!#and yeah... her and ria both have scars on their throats. they gave them to each other :)<3 #they're werewolf soulmates..... of course it's that intense and serious they had to wound each other #delphi's is from when ria turned her but ria's is from delphi wanting to mark ria back... normally it'd heal but :)#ria is a born wolf and delphi is their little werewolf mate... which means they don't heal like a wolf would at delphi's hands #delphi's not a born wolf tho so </3 not the same for her. but turning scars always stay with the body along with any other wounds #that were already there at the time of turning...#<- this is real lykos story lore so. don't look too closely at ria's scars from that last post. they don't actually make sense #i just thought wow... those are sexy. and put them on her kjdgfkhfn #none of the lykos ocs' scars are canon until i make them myself #but dionte's eye scar and delria's throat scars are canon!! i'll make custom ones one day but for now! i'm just rocking with what i've got

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i-drop-level-one-loot · 4 months

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So, for the very sexy anon that sent me this

I hope you see this ❤️ Because I agree, whole heartedly Thembo under the cut

CW: Small drabble, NSFW, light hearted dub-con with thembo!Reader

Poor little barbarian, completely unaware that they were having sex until Xyleth was about to cum.

Being carried to his tent was the most exciting moment of the young warrior's life. They struggled against the children of the monstrous clan, so to have a chance to take on Xyleth, the most physically intimidating of the village, was an opportunity that filled (Reader) with both pride and adrenaline.

Within the tent, (Reader) was set on their feet, and they began stretching, smiling giddily.

"Ah, I shall not go easy on you, despite our difference in species.." The giant smirked down at his human, admiring the defined muscles of their exposed arms. "You should remove your clothing beforehand, so we do not ruin your outfit.."

"Oh!" The beautiful dummy gasped. "That's smart!"

In their naivety, (Reader) undressed in front of their mate the leader of the tribe without a second thought, unaware of the meaning behind the subtle thumping of his tail.

Xyleth was pleased to watch as they stripped down completely to the nude, having anticipated that they would have stopped at their undergarments.

'My little mate knows how to tease me in such a lovely way!'

As Xyleth became uncontrollably aroused, the naked human before him marveled at the cultural differences between the two species. However, wrestling nude made complete sense, and (Reader) wondered why none of the others suggested it earlier.

The two squared off, feet spread and hunched. An oddly flat tongue ran across Xyleth's teeth as he was given a perfect view of his exposed love.

(Reader) made the first move, smiling maniacally as they launched themselves forward towards the hulking beast towering above them. As their hands collided, the human slid back from the force of their struggle against Xyleth, who didn't flinch in the slightest.

Every move (Reader) made was wrong.

Every action they took against the leader made it harder for him to keep the "foreplay" (as he thought it to be) going. Their actions displayed their strength in the most attractive of ways, they pushed themselves against his claws to the point of sweating, filling the tent with their scent, and worse of all, they kept complimenting him.

Genuine comments such as "Man, I'm lucky to get this chance!", and "Damn, I knew you were strong, but this is impressive!", caused the chuckling man to nearly cry with the amount of love he felt for his mate, physically feeling his adoration for (Reader) in his chest.

Unable to contain his lust, he grappled (Reader) and spun them to the ground, wrapping the struggling warrior in his arms and legs, pinning them onto the previously strategically placed mats.

Sex education was a thing taught in (Reader's) community, but when they felt something painfully large enter their body, they didn't instantly connect the dots; being so focused on the fight that they laughed through the pain, still battling with all their might to release themselves from Xyleth's grip, wondering what kind of fighting style this was.

"Ah, fuck! That hurts.. You're really good at this!" The panting, dark red barbarian praised the victor, which for some reason made the pain harder and faster as whatever it was that Xyleth inserted began ramming into them.

Xyleth was grunting on top of (Reader), fucking the clueless human like an animal. In his mind, he was marking them as his mate, ready to bond the two of them as life partners. However, the wet mess getting railed under the monster was slowly becoming more and more embarrassed. (Reader) felt an orgasm building inside their tight body, and was scared to ask Xyleth to stop. How shameful it would be, to get turned on by a friendly sparring match!

"Xyleth, you- you win!" They stuttered out, barely able to speak while holding in their moans as pleasure assaulted their nerves. "Tapping out, buddy!"

"Why?" He chuckled while licking the shell of (Reader's) ear. "You're so close to cumming.."

"Huh-?"

The sensation of thick cum painting their insides brought about (Reader's) own climax, forcing it out of them as Xyleth continued thrusting into them, filling them to the point where it was spilling out, smacking loudly and wetly between their connecting hips as it leaked out of (Reader's) twitching hole and dripped down their thighs.

"What a good little mate you are.." was purred as the monster planted soft kisses across their jaw and earlobe, keeping himself deep inside of his new mate as he collapsed.

"Huh??"

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere monster #yandere monster x reader #gn reader #monster fuckers #tw dubcon #thembo #thembo reader #smut #mating #marking #monster fucker #monster boyfriend #sorry for being stupid

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photozoi · 1 year

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Excuse me. Did you bring a treat, or are you just staring to be rude?

#the Buttons #Button quail #King Quail #tiny birds #fall habitat #photozoi #orig photos #11-2022 #tuxedo markings #Cap'n Pengwin and his First Mate

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remember-to-be-gentle · 4 months

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Inspired by this tumblr post by @hawnks

Subject: JJK, Satoru Gojo

Title: Hate Me Tomorrow (Omega!Gojo x GN Alpha!Reader)

Trigger Warning: Dub con, omega verse, scenting, size difference, biting/marking, obsessive/toxic behavior, self-hatred, knotting, knot riding, begging, heat/mating cycles, grinding

The sweet, musky scent of Gojo's cologne and sweat enveloped you. Even the giant stuffed beta fish you were snuggling had no scent but his. His pillow fort was surprisingly spacious, granted, Gojo was nearly twice your size so there was a lot of him to fit. But being in here with him was nearly suffocating, and not just because of the light whiffs of omega scent rolling off of him or because he'd practically ripped off your jacket to snuggle into.

He'd called you suddenly, saying that he needed to spend time with someone. It made sense. Geto just died and there were only so many people who were willing to pick up the phone for Gojo, and even fewer he'd actually call. Especially when it was a secret he was an omega, pretending to be an alpha and you were an alpha pretending to be a beta.

The two of you were decent friends, hanging out after teaching at Jujutsu Tech for a drink or a quick round of gossip. He was one of the few people who knew you were an alpha and he an omega, an unusual kinship formed but it was never anything more. More importantly, you knew about his relationship with Geto. You couldn't say no.

Which was why your thigh was snug against his, smartphone balanced on your knee, his favorite plushie shoved into your arms. His head on your shoulder breathes fast but not uneven. It seemed like he was trying not to cry. Poor guy. The winter fashion review didn't seem to be helping him calm down at all. Nor any work gossip. You wanted to stay and help, but it was getting late. If he really wanted to, he could just pin you down, sometimes that thought scared you.

Gojo curled onto his side, struggling closer to you, your jacket wrapped in his hands like a security blanket.

It felt wrong to leave, but you needed to take care of yourself, too. "Hey, bud, I need to get going. Are you going to be alright by yourself?"

Gojo buried his face in your neck, silent. He leaned his weight into you, just enough to make it clear he didn't want to be alone.

Fuck. "I'm sorry. I'll come first thing tomorrow. We'll call out from work and go to the city or--"

His teeth scraped your neck. Possessive, dominant. Alpha behavior. Before you knew what was happening, he was ripping off your scent suppressor, inhaling like he hadn't been breathing for hours. Alpha pheromones leaked from your skin, invading your nose. "Gojo?"

Your stomach turned as your instincts awakened, the need to comfort an omega struggling with your own needs for autonomy. Your fingers dug into the beta fish plushie, filled with his scent.

He reached for his own scent blocker and you suddenly realized what was going on. With his neck practically right under your nose, his omega scent was free. And not just that, he was going into heat. The pillow fort was a nest and this was a trap. Gojo was primed to breed and he was going to use you to fuck away his pain. "This isn't healthy, Gojo, listen to me!"

But his patch was already off and the omega scent of him in your lungs, filling you, lighting every nerve on fire. Your cock swelled under your clothes, reacting to his breedable scent with vigor.

Gently, Gojo took the plush and pushed you onto your back, yanking off his pants as his pale face filled with color. His bandages were already slipping, the iridescent shine of his six eyes laser-focused on the swelling at your crotch. He crawled on top of you, already tugging off his shirt. "Just for today, please." He panted, his thin but muscular chest heaving as if just sitting here breathing was a near-impossible task.

His weight lowered onto your cock and you gasped, feeling his wetness through your clothes. His heat was so pleasant, feverish but warm, empty, and yearning. Blood pulsed lower and you gulped.

Slowly, Gojo rocked back and forth, moaning loudly each time your shaft met his clit. His back arched, nipples swollen and pink, and standing at attention. "Please," he begged. "Just me just for tonight. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please, ah, Y/N. Please, I wanna cum. Let me have it inside me."

It was getting harder and harder to think straight. He felt so good, the need to fill him up, let him fuck himself stupid on your cock growing. It would be better if you let him, a voice whispered. Another said, it's what you were made for. Just let him.

"Gojo," you gasped. You reached for him, tried to make him stop so you could think, but his fingers intertwined with yours and he was moving faster now, his breathy moans coming faster. His skin was so soft and warm, filling you with his heat until you thought you might burst. Blood pulsed in your cock, his pussy was sucking at you through your clothing. He wanted you so badly. You wanted... What did you want to do again? You had to leave but why?

"Y/N, I'm cumming." His hips rocked faster, tummy rolling with downy white hair covered in sparkling slick. "I'm cumming on your alpha cock." He let go of your hands to lay across your stomach, his head buried in your neck to take in your scent, his own making your head spin as pleasure threatened to burst out of your cock. His teeth met your skin, nibbling and biting gently then hard enough to bruise until he let out a long, throaty groan as he came.

Instantly, your clothes were soaked, his hot slick smothered on your member. If you weren't fully erect before, you were now.

Still panting, Gojo lifted himself up just enough to tug your cock free from your clothing. He didn't wait, spreading his pussy with his fingers as he sank down on your tip. Slick gushed down your shaft as he cried out, swallowing your swollen head into his heat. You bit back a groan, fingers digging into the blankets making up the fort.

"You feel so big," Gojo moaned. "So good. I've only done this with Geto, so I'm going to have to start slow." He sank a little further, impossibly tight and hot and wet. "Feels so good," he huffed, rolling his hips and finally, sinking all the way down your shaft.

Your knot throbbed, seeming to sense that an omega was speared on your length.

Gojo humped himself on your cock, needy moans slipping from his mouth each time his hips met yours. "Feels so good, Y/N. I've only felt Geto like this before."

Before you could respond he pulled back to his full height, six eyes glowing in the warm darkness of the pillow fort. He spread his lower lips as he lifted himself up, clear slick drooling from his hole. His pretty, pink, clit a shining pearl at the apex of his thighs. "You did this to me. Look how wet you made me." Slowly, Gojo slid back down, pushing the head of your cock against his cervix. Again, he kept himself exposed and rose up, only to slurp your length right back down to the knot, aiming this time higher, into something spongy and mouth-wateringly soft.

"G-Gojo, I know you miss him but you can't--"

He raised himself up and dropped down, knocking a groan from you both. "I think about him a lot," Gojo panted. "About how empty he left me. In my soul. In my body. So please, let me fix one of those. Just for now. It's okay if you hate me, but I need you now more than I've needed anyone."

Gojo whined, flushed and excited. "Right there." He slammed back down on you with a stomach-churning squelch right into that soft sweet spot. "So good." He was riding you now, using you like a dildo to get himself off, his delicate fingers rolling his clit in circles. You couldn't take your eyes off him. "I want you to cum inside me, okay? Fill me up with your seed. Help me feel less empty."

Pleasure gathered deep inside you, begging to come out as your knot swelled. Shit. You shouldn't. He was your coworker, your friend. But omegas needed alpha seed, he needed reprieve from his heat and you were the only one he could call--because the person he really wanted was dead.

That thought shattered your high, grounding you back in the moment. "Gojo, I know you're still mourning Geto, but this isn't healthy for you."

Gojo settled on your stomach, chest heaving. His hands snuck under your shirt, impossibly soft and warm in your skin. Your cock twitched inside him, wanting him to squeeze and milk you dry but that wasn't what a good friend would let him do.

"I killed him, you know." His hands curled into fists by your hips. "He left me after taking my virginity and when he came back, I killed him on Christmas Eve because he didn't give me another choice. I'm awful, aren't I? Shoko hates me. She won't say it but I know she does. I hate me, too." The blue of his eyes shone as tears gathered, threatening to fall down his red flushed cheeks.

"Shoko doesn't hate you." You said soothingly. You sat up, so much smaller than him, and ran your hands through his hair. "It was an impossible situation, we all think you did the right thing. We--"

He didn't let you finish your thought. Gojo grabbed you by your shirt and slammed his mouth onto yours, his tongue filling you as if he could make you swallow every hateful thing he'd ever thought about himself. "If you don't hate me," he breathed against your lips, his spit wet and warm as it dribbled down your chin, "then cum inside me." He rolled his hips, reigniting the electric pleasure in your core. "Please. You can hate me tomorrow, but right now, I can't let you go."

The pulsing softness of his pussy contracted, squeezing you so tightly you thought you might burst. You gasped for breath when Gojo released you and then did it again. You wanted to move. You wanted to stop. You wanted...

Gojo pulled down the front of your shirt, rolling his hips roughly, chasing his end against your cock. He bit your chest, hard enough to bruise, marking you like an alpha. And that was enough to come undone.

You exploded inside of him, eyes rolling back as your core emptied against his sweet spot. Your hips rolled up into his and you shivered as you felt your knot pop into his pussy, slick sliding down your thighs and onto the blankets.

You struggled to breathe as Gojo laid himself on top of you, breathing fast. He rocked his hips against your knot, already trying to drag another orgasm out of himself. His arms slid under your back, pulling your chest to his. "You're all I have now, Y/N," he whispered, "so please, don't leave.”

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notkitten · 5 months

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i want to have her bite me so hard that one could pull her dental record from my body

#yeah I know that's not how dental records work and all #it's paperwork and history but no other words sounded nice here #dental information? my c*nt dries up #so anyways #sapphic nsft #my sapphic little mind #wlw nsft #nsft lesbian #lesbian nsft #queer nsft #mating bites #bite me #biting kink #mark me up

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dropofbittersea · 29 days

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Beacon Hills High and Lycan Heights High are well-known enemies. Derek Hale, Lycan Heights' star quarter-back, is well-known for being aggressive and arrogant.

Imagine Stiles surprise when he discovers that Derek Hale is actually his soul-mate.

#derek hale #sterek #stiles stilinski #fanfic #teen wolf #ao3 #soulmate marks #soulmates au #soulmates #fated mates #jock!derek #high school au #abo dynamics #alpha derek hale #alpha!derek #omega!stiles

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cevansbrat0007 · 17 days

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Coming Soon: The Marked Ones

Introducing The Marked Ones, a brand new shifter romance featuring Bucky Barnes, Ari Levinson, and Steve Rogers on their quest to find their fated mates. More to come!

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cakesandsnouts · 11 months

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Luke Skywalker but he’s a HOT JEDI 🔥

#luke skywalker #star wars #mark hamill #return of the jedi #mate he's so hot in this film i cant handle it lmao #also his eyes are insane im in love

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stealingpotatoes · 5 months

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best strat for stealing potatoes?

make sure you run fast enough

#alternatively get your mate steve to steal their legumes and get caught so theyre distracted #kaz brekker technique. you have to let the mark (potato farmers) think theyve won #thanks for the ask!

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digitalsymbiote · 5 months

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Yes I'm poly. Yes I find possessiveness hot. What are you gonna do? Claim me about it? 😤

#polyamory #possesiveness #hornyposting #text post #i just wanna proudly wear the mating marks of all those whove claimed me #is that really so much to ask?

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pinkykats-place · 1 year

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BakuDeku soulmate au

AO3 Fanfic Recommendations

Disclaimers!

None of the stories linked are mine.

Some contain mature content. ✅ tags.

Art work by @cats0p & @shobibizu

Note: If you read any of these stories and like them please let the author know with a kudos and/or comment!

Imperfect by qween_bee

Summary: Babies are born with a soul mark on the back of their neck, similar to a tattoo. The soul mark is generally referred to simply as a person’s mark, and each person’s mark is unique. When a person falls in love, the soul mark of whoever they’ve fallen in love with will appear somewhere on their body. Some people literally wear their heart all over their sleeve… some people get real tattoos to cover the marks of lost lovers. Most people bear the marks of their parents, and vice versa.

Izuku got Katsuki’s soul mark when he was four. Katsuki didn’t get Izuku’s mark until they were in high school, and it threw a wrench into the delicate relationship they’d formed as rivals.

Complete | 11 Chapters

Rated - Mature

Twin Stars by theperksofbeinglarissa

Summary: When Deku saves a woman's life, her quirk is accidentally activated. Her quirk? She reveals a person's soulmate. A star-shaped mark appears on Midoriya's left arm... and on Bakugou's as well. Kirishima is the only one who knows that Bakugou is Midoriya's soulmate, and Bakugou isn't taking the news very well.

Can the twin stars of class 1-A work out their differences and find their happy ending?

Complete | 5 Chapters

Rated - Teen & Up

Under the Skin by spicymacaron

Summary: Izuku was born with the first words his soulmate would ever say to him tattooed on his wrist. Whoever his match is, they apparently think he’s a “shitty nerd”. Some people never meet their soulmate. Izuku begins to think that’s okay. Until he does.

One Shot | No Quirks AU

Rated - Teen & Up

Eternal Comfort by Bakanohero

Summary: Comfort is a feeling so often taken for granted.

Katsuki knows this all too well and has learned to cherish the moments that used to feel so far away.

One Shot | Married AU

Rated - Teen & Up

Shielding Your Heart by ReadingToMusic

Summary: When Katsuki's soulmate, Izuku, is declared legally dead, he's furious. Not because he's angry his nerd went and died, but because his soulmark, the thing tying them together at the most intimate level possible, still has colour in it.

If Izuku was dead, the colour would be gone. Everyone knows that, but no one cares, so Katsuki's going to find his nerd his damn self if he has to. Unfortunately, there's an idiot extra with shitty hair that won't stop touching him, but at least Racoon Eyes has his back.

Ultimately, it takes a manchild wearing a dead hand on his face for Katsuki to make progress in finding Izuku, but hey, nothing worth having comes easy, right?

Only rated Mature for gratuitous Bakugou swearing and mild sexual references!

Complete | 2 CH | Quirkless Midoriya

Rated - Mature

Colors and Shapes by MochiUs

Summary: A story told through soul marks.

One Shot | Quirkless Midoriya

Rated - Teen & Up

Carmine Red by Cadameo

Summary: Izuku loves several different things in his life but if he has to choose a favourite one, it would probably be the ability to see colour in Katsuki's eyes. Which he has been able to since they were four years old.

Lately, though, it seems Izuku's unwavering belief in happily ever afters and on the bond he shares with him is starting to crack. What he sees through those cracks is grey and lifeless and he wonders if he will ever be happy living life without Katsuki in it.

Katsuki and Izuku are soulmates. Katsuki rejected him years ago... or so Izuku thinks.

{One Shot}

Rated - General Audiences

We Burn, We Glow by s_the_queen

Summary: Izuku is turning 18, which means his soul mark will be appearing. He's pretty sure it's not Katsuki. He's pretty wrong.

{One Shot}

Rated - Teen & Up

Fire, Blood, and Snow by @amarisllis

Summary: Katsuki opens his mouth to bark out a question, to ask him what the fuck he’s doing here and why he isn’t inside getting warm like the rest of the sane population of their village, when Deku’s lashes flutter as he steps closer, a groan falling from his mouth. Katsuki freezes, his whole body chilling to a temperature colder than the snows surrounding them.

There’s blood seeping through Izuku’s coat, over his glove where his hand presses against his side.

One Shot | No Quirks AU

Rated - Mature

Permanent Ink by Maxine

Summary: The words that bloom on Katsuki’s arm are painfully familiar, to the point that he can hear the grating, wobbly voice saying them in his ear. They’re specific in a damning way, but at the same time vague enough that it could be someone else who says them. Someone he still has to meet in a situation that hasn’t yet occurred.

…Okay, so that’s a bunch of bullshit and he’s not pathetic enough to cling to desperate hope like that for too long. But he’s got some time to convince himself it’s possible his soulmate is someone else. Anyone else.

Deku’s birthday is still a few months away, after all.

Complete | 25 Chapters

Rated - Teen & Up

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