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heartofjasmina · 7 months
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daddy dom!Katsuki who has no shame in using fucking as a reward for doing your chores and taking care of yourself. "That's my good baby, you earned this huh?" He groans as he thrusts into you from behind, sucking hickeys into your shoulders and neck while you moan. "'m daddy's good baby," you whimper happily, already in subspace from all the praise and pleasure you're drowning in.
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teddybeartoji · 7 months
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pervy roommate!gojo, who was feeling extra bold one time and found himself standing at your door, watching your sleeping form. chest slowly rising and falling and soft breaths leaving your pretty lips. he's already half-hard by just looking at you.
he takes a slow daring step forward and waits for a reaction. but nothing. your eyes stay shut and only another soft sigh leaves your lips. he takes a couple of more steps until he's stood right beside you. god, you look adorable.
kneeling down, he's almost eye level with you. he takes another good long look at your face. so cute. plump lips slightly parted, you look like the dream you're having is good. he'll make it even better. he lets his eyes wander down your jaw, to your neck and to your barely covered chest. the small top you're wearing is not doing a good job at hiding what's underneath and he feels himself getting harder.
the blanket over you is only covering exactly half of your hip and one of your legs while the other leg is completely out. his gaze wanders further and your choice of sleepwear captivates him. he takes a quick glance at your relaxed face. could these shorts be any smaller? if you were to part your legs a little more, he could probably see you.
leaning back towards your covered cunt and he takes a sniff. closing his eyes, he muffles a groan. fuck. his hand seems to have a mind of its own, moving down his body, slipping under his sweats and finally giving his cock the very needed attention it deserves. he's rock hard and leaking pre-cum. the wet patch on his grey sweats proof of his desperation. giving it a firm stroke, his eyes roll back into his head. he needs to do something.
so he ever so gently trails his free hand from your thighs to your warm pussy. feeling the slight heat of it, he muffles another groan. he guides his fingers over it and towards your chest, pushing your top up as much as he can. the sight of your soft tummy makes his dick throb in his hand. a wave of goosebumps washes over your body, making you stir and him still. eyes wide, he waits for you to open yours. even though the thought of you catching him in this act is arousing on its own, he wants this to last a little longer.
after taking a second to make sure you're still in your dreamland, he drags his fingers from your stomach, over your top and to your breasts. the sound of his hand moving up and down on his pre-cum covered dick fills the room and he doesn't know if he's ever been this excited before. his slender finger circles your nipple and he watches it harden under his very eyes.
leaning closer once more, he presses his lips around your nipple through the top and a shaky breath escaping your mouth draws his attention. the way your lips part gives him a glorious idea.
quietly standing up, he pulls his sweats just down to his thighs, just under his balls and lets his dick spring up against his navel. he gives it another stroke before bending his knees and lowering it to your sleeping face. when his sensitive tip touches your soft parted lips, he's unable to contain the smallest whimper. he wishes he had his phone because the sight in front of him is quite literally the hottest thing in the world and he knows he will never get enough of you now.
he only manages to push an inch of his cock into your mouth before he feels his climax approaching at an alarming rate. quickly pulling out, he gives it a couple of fast and hard strokes and then he's already spilling his seed onto his palm with a shudder. his eyes remain on your face and now he really hopes you would wake up so he could make you clean him up. he takes some of his cum between his fingers and smears just the smallest amount on your lips. he spreads it around and then gently pushes it inside your warm mouth with his two fingers. his own mouth hangs open as he's trying to catch his breath but when your lips close around his fingers on it's own accord, his dick twitches again. he knows he's really pushing it now and you're bound to wake if he keeps fucking around, so he reluctantly pulls his fingers away and places himself back into his sweats. we'll continue this some other night.
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hispipsqueak · 2 years
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Step dad Bokuto walking in on his extremely innocent stepdaughter trying but failing to touch herself so he steps In to teach her and eventually teaches “daddy’s little girl” how to take his cock.
This is while her mom is away on a 2 month “business trip”
Thanks for the request! <3 - Pip
TW: STEPCEST, DDLG, F!Reader x Stepdad Bokuto, cheating, unprotected sex, oral, innocent virgin reader, a lot of Daddy Owl/baby owl stuff. Dark content (stepcest)
Everyone is 18+ - smut under the cut
He really didn't mean to walk in.
Koutaro Bokuto was up late, his wife, away on a long business trip, and it was just you, his cute little stepdaughter, and him in the big house and you had gone up to bed a while ago.
He heard a noise, a whimpering sort of sound and his eyes widened. It sounded like it was coming from your room. His hand reached your doorknob.
"Mmh…kuh…" You sounded frustrated and sad and your mumbling made his heart ache. He opened the door slowly, trying not to scare you 
What he saw made his jaw drop. 
You, his sweet little baby owl, furiously rubbing at your cute little pussy, eyes closed with a determined look on your face. His golden eyes zeroed in on the wet spot on your panties and he felt himself salivating at the thought of tasting the sweet nectar on his tongue.
He stepped closer, the door clicking shut behind him and your eyes opened. Tears filled them as your lips trembled.
"Daddy I-"
"Shh…it's okay, my baby owl. Let daddy take care of you."
That's what daddies do for their little girls, that's what he tells himself as he runs his finger across the damp fabric clinging to your cunt. They take care of their babies, he thinks as he kisses away your frustrated tears. Your scent is intoxicating, sweet and soft and it envelops him as he gets into your bed, the bedposts creaking with his large frame.
His fingers slid under the waistband of your panties, sliding them down your legs and he pocketed them for later, his thumb rubbing over the wetness from your attempts. Your face burned as he ran a finger over your puffy pussy lips, dipping ever so slightly to gather the wetness that drooled out of you.
Your breaths were short and your body tense and he slowed down, looking into your wide eyes.
"Have you done this before, baby owl?"
Shaking your head, you mumbled a soft no, embarrassed and he felt his cock stiffen.
Fucking hell you were so innocent. At your age, this was surprising but, fuck was he grateful to be the one who got to please you. 
"Don't be embarrassed sweetheart. Daddy can teach you. You want daddy to make you feel good?"
Nodding furiously, you were too needy to be embarrassed. As his fingers settled into you, you found yourself grinding against them. They were so thick, so much bigger than your fingers and he chuckled softly at how you tried to push them deeper inside you.
"Careful, my pretty little owlet." His breath was hot in your ear as he sank his fingers into your cunt. The stretch was uncomfortable at first but you were so desperate, humping at his hand, that the intensity soon blossomed into needing more of him. 
"Daddy, please." You whimpered, gasping as he toyed with your clit.
"Tell me how it feels, baby girl. Let daddy hear you." He pressed a soft kiss to your temple as his fingers continued their ministrations on your pussy. He was now two fingers deep inside of you, your soft walls enveloping him, squeezing them like a vise. Each thrust of his hand had you gripping him, not wanting him to leave you empty from being filled by him.
Your moans were music to his ears. He was desperate to make you feel good, make you cum on his hands, his tongue, his cock. He needed you in every way, needed to show you how good it could feel. 
Sliding his fingers out of you, he slipped them into his mouth. Fuck you tasted delicious, sweeter than he could have imagined. You clenched around nothing, whimpering as you attempted to pull his hand back to your wanting pussy. 
"Let me taste you baby. Let Daddy make you feel good, okay? Just focus on feeling good." His voice faded away and you opened your eyes to see his head bent towards your glistening cunt as he gently lapped at your slit. His tongue felt incredible, dipping into where his fingers were just moments ago and you found yourself rocking against his face as he slurped at your juices.
The sounds were lewd and wet and you blushed at the noise but his strong arms gripped your hips holding you to his mouth before you could even think about pulling away. 
"You taste so good, baby owl." The vibrations of his voice made your cunt clench and your fingers tugged at his grey hair, wanting more and more of him. "That's it baby, grind on daddy's face. Fuck, you are so perfect." His voice was muffled and his tongue circled your clit.
Sparks danced in your brain and you cried out. He sucked on the bundle of nerves again and your thighs shook. "No, daddy! 'ts too much! I'm gonna-"
"It's okay baby. Let go. Let me taste all of your sweetness. Let go all over daddy's face." His tongue swirled faster over your clit and you wanted to cry and scream over how overwhelming it felt. You weren't used to this, had no idea what this was and felt like your whole body would explode. Your thighs clenched around his head and you felt the air escape your lungs as you cried out, gushing on Bokuto's face.
"That's it baby, oh fuck, so good." He said, slurping your juices. "Oh my god, what a perfect little girl." He was so intent on drowning in every last drop you gave him. You were so sweet, so innocent, such a good girl for your Daddy.
He slid up next to you, placing a soft kiss on your flushed face. His lips were sticky with your arousal and he held you in his arms. 
Your eyes fluttered open, and you kissed him, tasting yourself on his tongue. He prodded your mouth open wider, slipping his tongue inside and you felt so loved and desired by your daddy, could feel how much he wanted you. His hard cock pressed against your side and you looked up at him, eyes wide. 
"Daddy, I wanna make you feel good." Your hands reached for his cock through his joggers and it felt so big through the thin fabric. Your fingers could barely wrap around it and he hissed at your touch.
"Fuck, baby owl. Daddy will go slow okay?" He mumbled, desperately freeing his cock and pressing the head to your waiting hole. You could feel the tip prod against you and your body tensed at the sheer girth of it. 
"You can take it baby. You can be a good girl for Daddy." He whispered before sliding into you. The stretch was intense but you were blinded by sheer pleasure. His cock bullied it's way inside you, each vein throbbing against your tight, gummy walls as he slowly fucked into you.
"Oh fuck, god, baby owl. You take daddy so fucking well. This tight little pussy was made for Daddy's cock." He groaned out, fucking you faster as his hands pawed at your tits. Your body squeezed him so well and he could feel your cunt throb when his fingers brushed your sensitive nipples. He was rocking into you, his heavy balls slapping at your ass with every thrust, your bed creaking with the movement and he wanted to die buried in your pussy, fucking you for eternity. 
"So much, daddy. 'ts so big." Your cries were angelic and spurred him on more. 
"You can take it, baby owl. Such a good little girl for Daddy, taking all of his cock. This pussy belongs to Daddy. Only Daddy." His voice was ragged as he fucked into you, his last few braincells focused on fucking you deeper and harder, molding your pussy into the shape of his cock. You were his precious, sweet baby owl. He would take care of you forever and bury himself in your sweet pussy every night. His balls tightened at the thought of taking you as his every night, losing himself in your perfect little cunt and draining him dry, his perfect little girl taking such good care of her daddy owl.
"Oh fuck baby, I'm gonna cum so hard inside you. Let me fill you up, baby owl. Take all of Daddy." He panted and your legs wrapped around his waist. His fingers moved to circle your clit and your body tightened around him, causing him to lose his mind. He fucked dumbly into you a few times before an explosion of hot, sticky cum filled you to the brim. 
"Fuck, fuck, oh fuck baby girl." His voice was hoarse as he filled you up, small pools of your mixed cum spilling onto his balls. He slid out, kissing your cheek and wrapping his arms around you.
"Such a good little owlet."
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heich0e · 6 months
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fantasy au! w king knives who marries you because his brother falls in love with you at first sight and it's the only way to keep you—nobility from another, albeit lesser, kingdom—tied to them.
but when you refuse to behave even after the wedding—rebelling as you long for your old home, and your old friends, and your old life—nai consults his advisor bluesummers, well-versed in conjuring and the occult, who tells the king about a binding mark that would tether you and your will to whoever seals it.
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picavecalyx · 6 months
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So i've been reading a lot of dc comics recently, especially the gotham war stuff and gotham as a WHOLE. And you know, i'm predictable. I see a child raised in a cult and i grab onto it.
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damian wayne. nami writes a protagonist without writing a protagonist.
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theloveinc · 2 years
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I mean I’m pro dark content don’t worry, but the argument “don’t like don’t read” does make me laugh bc like. The first sentence of something being “who fuck u in ur ear and splooge on ur brain” is like. Still pretty nasty.
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ike-bana · 2 years
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Look what you made me do(shigaraki x reader drabble)
Rating : 18+ ( to be safe)
Genre : Angst!
Tw: Dark content, Death,traumatization,violence,yandere Shigi
Summary: if only you hadn't pushed him too far then maybe this wouldn't have happened
A/N : i noticed I've been M.I.A,so this is just a little drabble for my hungry readers in preparation for what's to come
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Dark content ahead!
"Why did you make me do this?,this wouldn't have happened if you didn't push me.you made me do this,if only you listened to me" He kept chanting
He stared down at your traumatized frame. Your face was draped in horror and your body was shaking violently. Your eyes widened and your mouth was left agape. The only thing that came out of your mouth were sporadic screams.
"Why did you make me do it, why?" He kept asking
You didn't answer
"Answer me" He screamed
Fear gripped your chest as he waltzed over to where you lay on the floor. You turned away from him and began to crawl on the floor in hopes of reaching the door,pass the decayed corpses of your friends.
You were about to grab the gold painted knob, when you felt him grab your hair. He lifted your frail body off the floor and stared at you menacingly.You eyes were glued shut and tears seaped out of them. Flailing your hands in the air and screaming intensely,you made a redundant attempt to escape from his grip.
With a low growl,he wrapped his other hand around your throat,causing a cessation of your screams and frantic movements.
"Shut up"
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heartofjasmina · 7 months
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Kirishima cums buckets and you love that about him. He learns quickly that when you're full of his cum and cock, warm and safe and small on his chest, that he needs to let you float for a while. He'll rub circles on your back and talk to you about everything and nothing so you know he's looking after you. "Daddy loves you little one, and I'll be right here when you come back to me."
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teddybeartoji · 7 months
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pervy roommate!gojo, who palms himself through his sweats on your movie nights after you have fallen asleep right next to him.
pervy roommate!gojo, who keeps borrowing your panties. every day since you moved in, he has jerked off with a pair of your delicates and the thought of your sweet tight wet cunt.
pervy roommate!gojo, who listens in on you touching yourself. sometimes right behind your door, where he might even, if he's lucky, catch a glimpse of you. sometimes in his room, ear against the wall, trying to match your pace.
pervy roommate!gojo, who has also recorded your muffled whimpers and moans and uses that, along with your instagram pictures, to get off.
pervy roommate!gojo, who tries to touch you on every possible moment. you're cooking in the kitchen? he just happens to need something from the cabinet above your head and he'll trap you between the counter and himself, one hand comfortably on your waist. you dropped something and are bending over to get it? he's suddenly right behind you, admiring the view. you're trying to get something from the highest shelf but can't reach? he's trying to take a peek under your shirt, under your skirt, whatever you might be wearing before offering you his help.
pervy roommate!gojo, who cums into your used panties and takes a picture of his masterpiece.
pervy roommate!gojo, who goes to your room to touch himself. he lays down, presses his face into your pillow and humps the bed. even though he does clean up after himself, he sometimes fantasizes about you finding his mess.
pervy roommate!gojo, who once in a while does leave a surprise for you in the shower. you still haven't said anything about it. and he likes to think about you having to clean it up with a flushed face and wide eyes.
pervy roommate!gojo, who once sent you one of his nudes and claimed it was by accident. you couldn't look him in the eye for a week and he thought you looked absolutely adorable.
pervy roommate!gojo, who cherishes the fact that you haven't brought anyone back to your place. he thinks you might be a virgin.
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ceasrciphr · 2 years
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Wtf u liar if u love me why am I not locked up in your basement yet?
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ashoss · 1 month
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patrol is fun :DD
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incorrectbatfam · 14 days
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Bruce is constantly asking the kids what they like to eat so he can freeze dry their favorites into oblivion as apocalypse rations
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faeriekit · 4 months
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"Okay." Danny slowly laid the already cold body back onto the table, ready to slide back it into the refuge of cold storage. "Okay. Dead guy. Stay there."
The body didn't move.
"Fantastic. Now. Hang out while I pour the embalming fluid into the pump, alright? It should only be a minute."
And it usually did; working in a funeral home wasn't extremely glamorous, but it paid the bills, and Danny had already been used to the rhyme and rhythm of negotiating death with the public by the time he sent in his mortuary school application. It had been a transition that made sense. And in the end, the degree had only cost him a few extra years post-graduation and a little dig into student loans, and now Danny had a stable 12-8 job and health insurance valid in the state of new jersey.
Today, though, the pump had that decided enough was enough. With a bang and a boom, the pump spat out a cloud of smoke and clunked uncomfortably.
The dead body sat up.
Danny scrambled over to push it back down. "No. We talked about this. Dead people don't move. If you want to stay here and have me put you back together all the time, you have to stay put. Got it?"
Whatever the weird gold-eye corpses were on in Gotham, they at least listened to him on occasion. They weren't ghosts, per se— they never pinged on any of the ghost detection devices Mom and Dad had packed in his going-away-to-college bag— but they were, despite being occasionally animate, perfectly deceased.
Weird. Danny had never gotten used to it. Still, they came in droves, too eager to sit on the top of the basement stairwell and lurk in the corners and stare endlessly at them with their weird, avian eyes, and sometimes they heralded the arrival similarly weird-ass bodies that had lost their heads or their arms or their limbs through the more conventional channels.
"I'm losing too much thread to all y'all coming in all the time," Danny complained to the dead body, who, at the moment, was the only person present to blame. "Stop getting your limbs cut off. This stuff is expensive, you know. It's a specialty order."
The body didn't even have the courtesy to blink. Rude.
"At least let them bury you this time. Every time one of you darts off when my back's turned, my boss thinks I'm stealing corpses. My coworkers think I'm building my own Frankenstein or something."
The corpse neither verbalized nor blinked, but Danny hadn't expected it to; with a sigh, he rolled the corpse back into cold storage, locked its little door (not that locking it in had ever stopped it) and called it quits for the night.
It's not like anyone was paying him for the extra hours anyway.
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white streaked jason todd 🤍🖤
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