#bakugou and dogs

[antiiqueness]

men that would bend you over a counter and fuck you from behind while holding your underwear in their mouth, panting with muffled mumbles about how naughty you’ve been, leaving their lips. littering bruises on your pretty skin in the shape of their fingertips, purposely marking your skin in places it can be seen.

gojo, geto, inumaki, TOMURA, bakugou, dabi, hawks, SANEMI, tengen, chuuya, DAZAI, NIKOLAI, TACHIHARA

[puppppppppy]

these two are so interesting to me

characters belong to @canisalbus

[3wishesgenie]

Mean!Cowboy who you happen to meet one day at a bar with your friends.

Mean!Cowboy who buys you a drink while your already tipping out of your seat

Mean!Cowboy who looks at you crazy when you take his hat off his head and sit it on yours

Mean!Cowboy that you tell your friends whose taking you home for the night

Mean!Cowboy who smiles as he closes the door behind the two of you ready to give you the best ride of your life

[montesmithart]

Some of the chibi doodles I made for myself and others <3

[lysaisland]

better?

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You woke up in a still-dark room, with tangled legs and a cold nose. The window must still be open. You could hear your boyfriend’s soft breathing from behind you, each deep breath tickling the back of your neck.  The duvet must have slipped off during the night, your shoulder was freezing. You turned to switch shoulders, pulling the sheets up to your chin. The duvet crinkled as you moved into a comfortable position. Ahh, now this was better! You embraced the warmth. A low sigh. Your eyes drifted up to meet his face, barely making out his own open eyes in the blue dark.  “Aw sorry,” you whispered, “did I wake you?”  You felt an arm snake around your waist. He pulled you closer, burying his head into the crook of your neck. Warm, warm, warm was all that ran through your head.  “M’yes,” he mumbled into your ear. His voice was sleepy and a little hoarse, “y’not close enough.” You hummed in response. He turned to lay on his back, taking you with him. Chest to chest, breaths mingling, you let out a weak chuckle. Your arms found their place around his neck, as you laid your head on his shoulder. He still had a possessive arm around your waist. You heard the sheets rustle again as your boyfriend tugged them over the two of you. You pressed a firm kiss to his jaw. You could feel him tremble slightly at the gesture.  “Better?” “Better.”

➼ katsuki, touya & keigo

➼ atsumu, rintaro, hajime, tobio

➼ chuuya, ranpo

➼ ur faves <33

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[gojoidyll]

Boyfriends who get angry when you don't let them do stuff for you.

They give nastiest of glares and side eyes as you go about your day. Why didn't you let them get the door for you? They were already doing the dishes, they could of washed your dish too. For fuck's sake, let them help you put your coat on!!

They just about pull out their hair at how independent you are. It's so frustrating sometimes.

"Why won't you beat up that guy who was harassing your s/o???"

"Cause...," distant screams in the background, "they can handle themselves..."

Make no mistake, your boyfriend is definitely waiting for the day that you finally rely on him for a change.

Bakugou, Rin Okumura, Aza Chobe, Fushiguro, Kunikida, Chuuya, +your favs

[woahjo]

the first time the high lord katsuki touches you, he drags his fingers lightly over your clothes. his palms slide against your shoulders, your waist, your hips, and your thighs. he's careful to not overstep, moving slowly over your body as if any sudden movement would shatter the illusion.

he'd asked you to come look at something on his desk. a book or some other thing, and you'd obliged because you appreciate the things he shares with you. but you had stood so close to him, so close that katsuki could smell you, that he could lean forward a little and put his face in your hair.

"tell me if you don't like it," he'd mumbled, his voice tense and gravelly. there was a bite to it, a nervous one that he'd struggled to conceal.

then, he'd moved his hands to touch your hips. lightly at first, then with a bit more urgency. you had not turned around to face him, instead content to let him touch you this way. almost like worship.

his hands now roam gingerly over your clothing, catching momentarily on the heavy fabric before letting it fall again. he spends a lot of time simply feeling your shape, greedy hands that tremble with his desire to take you. katsuki touches you because you let him, because you want him to.

katsuki doesn't fuck you today, but he does other things. he lets his hand slip to your inner thigh and you part your legs with a small step to the side. neither of you speaks a word and the room is so silent save for your breathing that you could hear a pin drop. kirishima is outside of the door, but he won't enter unless he's called. the silence and secret of this wraps you both in a film you can't seem to break free from.

slowly, he pulls your dress up to run his fingers along the inside of your thigh, raising goosebumps along your skin and causing you to shutter and lean back against him. he sighs a little, leaning forward so that his breath hits the shell of your ear. then, he places a small kiss on your exposed part of your shoulder where it meets your neck.

then, his fingers dip to cup your cunt, pressing lightly until he finds the spot that makes you gasp and lean forward, bracing yourself with both hands on the table. his thick finger rubs circles into your slit, pulling aside your underwear to collect your wetness on his fingers before pressing it again to that sensitive bud.

you sigh, letting your head fall forward and katsuki steps closer to you, close enough that you can feel his hardness against your ass. he groans when he realizes the extent of your wetness, no doubt thinking about how long you've been like this, how long he's let you go unsatisfied and neglected.

katsuki doesn't make an effort to enter you, nor does he move his fingers from your clit. he just rubs circles into it, finding a pattern that makes you tremble and sticking with it. you sigh softly as he touches you, your skirt hiked up over his wrist and legs spread ever so slightly to give him room to pleasure you. choked moans and whines threaten to escape your lips and you can feel katsuki's face and breath beside your head, his eyes fixed on you as he watches your expression twist into one of mounting pleasure.

his hand comes up to brace your hip when you get close, pulling your body against him so that his hard cock is flush against you. it's a possessive movement and the roughest he's ever been with you, harshly jostling your body against his as if to have you close when you reach your peak.

you're leaning forward, fingers digging into the fine wood of his desk, as he repeatedly rubs at your clit, occasionally dipping to your entrance to collect your slick. you'd love for him to put them in you, to curl his thick fingers inside of your body until you cum, but this seems to be all he allows himself to do, as if he's holding himself back from ultimate pleasure.

what he does do for you is certainly enough, though. soon, he's crowding your body, his figure hunched over yours as you twitch and writhe against him. he keeps his fingers firmly rubbing at your clit, soft circles that grow more intentional with each twitch of your hips against him. then, you tense up and sigh deeply, then tension in your body fleeing as you cum hard against his hand and rut your hips into his fingers.

katsuki watches and groans softly as you finish, still moving his fingers and breathing heavily in your ear until you collapse forward against the desk with overstimulation. your legs tremble and squeeze his hand between your thighs and your breath comes heavily and quickly. he breathes like this too, as if he's just exerted some great physical force, and you can still feel his cock twitching against you in his pants as the fingers on his free hand dig harshly into your hips.

katsuki doesn't move his hand until you've stopped your twitching, content to leg you squeeze it between two plush thighs. then, he removes it, briefly holding your skirt up and peering around you to see the supple flesh of your leg, before letting it drop. you exhale a breath you hadn't realized you were holding and katsuki lingers behind you for a moment before letting his head fall forward to rest against your shoulder.

neither of you says anything about the reality of what you've just done. it's a great crime. one that is not easily undone should anyone find out about it. the two of you sit in silence as it settles over you.

[kacchanthebride]

[bruciemilf]

Something about Izuku calling Bakugou his man. Throws up and dies for one thousand years!!!

They don’t have pet names for one another, not really. Kacchan was so deeply rooted into Bakugou’s identity he adopted it as second name. It doesnt fluster him anymore.

He doesn’t call Izuku anything but Deku, - now for the irony of it. His heartbeat gets excited when Izuku says he likes it, — but he’d like to. He was gonna make this dating stuff his bitch.

Izuku takes to calling him sweetheart, thought. It’s also for the irony.

(“No,” Izuku would deny later, convicted and clear, “it’s because you have a sweet heart, and I won’t let it get hurt again.”)

But that’s it. Or so he thought.

It wasn’t until Izuku called him that.

“My man bought me this All Might keychain the other day! Isn’t it so cute?” “My man could do that with his eyes shut and a broken arm.” “If I die, my man’s gonna kill me.”

It’s like a dog whistle. Bakugou would simply fall to his knees and the Bakusquad give one another looks of understanding.

Does Bakugou also purposefully gets himself in potential danger just to hear Izuku’s voice deepen with possessiveness, protectively hold him to his body, shielding him from the threat?

“Get your hands off my man.”

Maybe so.

[puppyaulait]

Flower shop x tattoo shop (and the little emo gang)

[antiiqueness]

sugar daddies who buy them and their babies matching red bottoms.

laying on his pristine black leather couch scrolling on your phone with your legs hoisted up on his lap, his pretty hands massaging your feet, you make a comment of how cute you think couples who match shoes are, and he goes all out with it. humming a little with a nod of agreement before immediately going to safari and looking up christian louboutin and purchasing the both of you a pair. letting out a small chuckle when you make a follow up comment on how you two should get matching converse. “sure sweetheart.”

seeing the way a cute little smile plasters itself on your face when he says he got the two of you a matching present days later, sitting you down atop the lavish dining room table and telling you to close your eyes as he gets the box, allowing you to open your eyes once he opens the box and grabs the first heel out, kneeling down and grabbing your foot between his long fingers gently placing the shoe on your pretty foot.

kissing up your legs as he puts the second heel on your other foot, commenting about how gorgeous you make them look, and about how cute the two of you are going to be wearing your matching shoes.

GOJO, geto, TOMURA, DABI, bakugou, HAWKS, CHUUYA, FYODOR, pm dazai, mori, tachihara, giyuu

[eggsdrawings]

barking buddies 🐾

[dokjas-lostselfpreservation]

"wow!! my favorite character is very complex!!" i said with joy.

i was then shot 57 times.

[with-my-calamitous-love]

REASONS NOT TO END IT ALL:

1) all the unreleased songs from your favourite artist

2) all the dogs and cats waiting to be loved by you

3) GOTTA OUTLIVE THE HATERS

4) THE HATERS GONNA BE HAPPY IF YOU DIE

5) potatoes. boil them, mash them, fry them up till golden and crispy

6) we got 2 more fnaf movies to go

7) dr. pepper

8) you have so many hugs left to give and get

9) you might eat your favourite meal tomorrow

10) keep telling yourself “not today.” one day you won’t have to.

please, REBLOG + ADD MORE REASONS!

[matteglaze]

more dog hybrid dabi? Maybe where's he's jealous

Dog Hybrid Dabi gets jealous

Dog hybrid! Dabi used to get jealous, most frequently when he was a stray.

He was envious of other hybrids with a roof above their heads. He used to think, 'they didn't have to look through trash for food'— they had it easy. Little, obedient house pets.

So, his 'jealousy' has never been for superficial reasons.

Well, up until now.

Dabi stares at the woman you're talking to, a growl wanting to desperately tear it's way up his throat. You seem close to her, so, so close— and he wants to deny the feeling he's experiencing.

He's just territorial, he reasons. He's territorial, and this strange woman is in his home. Too close to you.

Dog hybrid! Dabi gets jealous— watching people mile about with their days as he's forced in cages far too small for his malnourished body.

Now, he has no reason to get 'jealous'. He has a roof above his head and food on his plate every day. He doesn't have to go tracking through bins.

So, if he's jealous, he's ungrateful.

But that woman is far too close to you, and something itches at the back of his mind.

So he'll scratch it, like a good dog.

Dabi stalks closer towards you, and you're surprised because he usually isn't too fond of guests. Probably scared, but now that he's grown to trust you— and you him— you're glad to see this positive development. Though your more surprised by what happens next, as he slips his arm around you and brings you closer, glaring at the woman you were talking to.

[ibarkatpeoplewoofwoofbitch]

Some fandoms and otome game creators "forgetting" y/n isn't just fem aligned and y/n is everyone, and y/n isn't some straight brown haired white woman and other people exist:

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And still, some writers on here tag it as #male reader. And make the character have female pronouns,wear a dress, talk about them having big boobs. Like theirs already not a lot of masculine aligned y/ns in stories so stop using #gender neutral reader or #male reader if you're so fucking clearly making it a women 💀🙏.