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[phykoha]

2/?? prev|next Boys will be bugs, right?

Sparring usually helps Raph get his aggression out... Ghost thinks it's weird how he didn't accept the offer this time... Perhaps that wasn't the right thing to say.

@amevello-blue

[jadeluz-official]

An Unhealthy Obsession - Betelgeuse x Lydia Deetz (Beetlebabes)

[malacandrax]

Butch cowboy >:) yeehaw

Bertie- she/her

[sketchy-doge1]

Decided to redraw my au cuz why not

It's Oct's turn‼️

[aheckinmess]

Day Twenty-One: Kinktober 2024 - MHA Edition

Read on AO3.

Tags/Warnings: Hate Fuck, Female Reader, Fingering, Grinding, Hickeys, Biting, Degradation Kink - A Bit, Pro Hero Bakugo, Pro Hero Reader, Katsuki Bakugo, Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight, Dynamight, Bakugo Shits On Your Technique, You Don't Take It Lying Down, Both of You Turn Feral, Insert Markiplier Meme, "And if You EVER Come in Here Again With a Goddamn Opinion, I'll Shove It So Far Up Your Ass It'll Never See the Light of Day Again," Weather's Nice, Aged Up, Of Course, My Sleep Deprivation Demon Now Fears Me

Word Count: 550 words

Summary: You really, really hate Bakugo.

Day Twenty-One: Hate Fuck -> Katsuki Bakugo

Bakugo is a bastard and he knows it.

Every hard stare, every grind of his teeth – he fucking pisses you off and even though he knows it, he’s still an asshole to you. Especially because he knows it.

“Your technique is sloppy, you damn extra!” He sneers. 

“Your attitude is sloppy, bitch.” You blow him a kiss. “Besides, if you’d moved faster, we might have caught the villain.”

“You were here before me, dumbass! If anyone needs to be faster it’s you!” He’s chest to chest with you, sweat glistening on his neck as he works himself up again.

“I don’t recall asking for your goddamn opinion anyway, Dynamight!” 

When he grabs you by the neck and kisses you, your entire body lurches. Your hormones beg to get closer, but on principle you rear back and deck him in the face.

In the next move, you grasp the collar of his costume and yank his bloody, smirking face forward to kiss him again. God, he might be an asshole but he exudes sex appeal.

He slams you back against the wall, his teeth digging into your flesh and leaving love marks there, despite the definitive lack of love between you two. You’re just aching to put him in his place. This is a challenge. A feral competition to force each other into a vulnerable position.

You want him to need you.

The only problem is that you need him, too. Your fingers claw at any bare skin you can find, lingering around his shoulders and along his neck. As your hips grind against his covered cock, his greedy hand rubs between your legs. The skin tight costume leaves little to the imagination as it allows you to experience his rough touch through the thin fabric.

However, the costume causes some difficulty when he goes to reach inside your bottoms. With a growl – Bakugo is never one to be shown up, after all – he forces his hand in until his fingers greet the wet puddle you’ve made for him.

“You like this, huh?”

“I don’t see why not. Your cock certainly seems to like it.” You grip his hair and pull back, exposing his throat to you while you grind against his hidden erection.

You work on sucking a hickey into his neck while his finger makes quick work of your sensitive nub. He starts slow and works up to teasing flicks until you’re squealing – you arch into the wall and leave scratch marks on his back as he nearly tips you over the edge.

When you finally shatter, he silences your loud shrieks with his free hand. His eyes never leave yours as you ride through an angry amalgamation of ardent hatred and underlying affection.

Dammit, you will not fall in love with this man!

You reach for his cock next, determined to return the favor and prove you’re more than capable of making him feel just as good…but he stops you.

“Meet me at my place tomorrow night.” He demands, holding out his hand for your phone and punching in the address before returning it. “And make sure your technique at sex is better than your technique at fighting villains.”

You watch him leave with a reminder flaring in your head.

Bakugo is a bastard and he knows it.

Continue with Day 22

Tag List: @loll82829, @enigma-and-oasis

Interested in JJK, too? Check out Day 21 with Geto.

[icarusredwings]

Babies!!! Im cooking again 😃

[lizardfootman]

a little doc as I fight art block and proportion struggles 💘

[lillysaurus12]

*gently places this shitty ms paint comic on the table in front of you* dinner is served, sire

[amemoryofwot]

Tragic Trakand family enjoyers here you go

[caulifiya]

more rhps content because my obsession is being enabled what am i supposed to do

[silcobrainrot]

Mistakes Like These (It's A Bad Idea, Me & You)

Because fuck it, I've lost my mind. A gift for @aulwil on AO3, and if I've made a feast I may as well throw a banquet. It's too long to put in a text post here. I started this before season 2 dropped. I'm also writing it again from Jinx's perspective, so it'll [hopefully] have a twin sometime soon.

Word count: 11,348 (oneshot)

Summary: They have always understood each other with the smallest of gestures, the faintest of expressions. A softness reserved for each other; exclusive to one another. That softness paints Jinx's face now with a demure smile, her lidded eyes warm and tranquil. Everything Silco loves in this life. Everything he fears losing if he chooses to go down this road with her. If this is the last time he sees it, will it have been worth it?

Warnings/tags: DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT -- psuedo-incest | adoptive father/adopted daughter incest | Jinx is nineteen years old | NSFW -- body worship, cunnilingus, blow jobs, vaginal fingering, missionary, multiple orgasms, hand jobs, top Silco, bottom Jinx | I've made characters use a condom for the first time ever | porn with feelings | post coital snuggling | corpses | fucking with a corpse in the room

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/60484894

If you do not like what you see here, please just skip over the post and block me if you need to. No one's forcing you to click on the link or read this.

[ravioliravioliravioli]

Lures in undertale fans with this

[cleake]

Concerns

I wrote this at midnight, so please excuse any mistakes. I just want to let this man know that he’s good, and maybe kiss his hand.

Warning: English is not my first language

You and Ebenezer had been living together for some time. At first, it was strange, because you two didn’t think of it much. You just moved to Scrooge's house after he offered you this opportunity. You’ve known each other for quite some time, you were there witnessing how Ebenezer had changed throughout the years. You were always by his side and he felt it was an understatement to call you a “friend”. You were there when he prepared a Christmas party for his close ones after years, it was so nice to see how happy he finally was. On that day he offered you to stay with him, and you accepted his offer. It was so natural for both of you, you didn’t think of it much. But after some time it struck you, maybe you two were not just good friends but none of you would admit it to themselves. You two spent a lot of time together, from the moment you shared breakfast to the late-night talks. You two walked around the streets of London, hand in hand, talking about everything you two could. Ebenezer made a lot of effort to show you how important you were to him, by buying you gifts, taking you to the places you dreamed of visiting, and listening to your every word. He felt so much warmth when he was with you, the smallest things about you made him tingle inside. He didn’t feel that way for a long time, and he was afraid that he would lose you too if he didn’t try harder. You were so good to him, so nice, peaceful, kind, empathetic, soft his heart would melt. He felt that he needed to be close to you, his hands wanted to feel yours, he wanted to give you everything, he wanted to hold you in his arms forever. But he was afraid of doing so, he didn’t want to scare you away from him, he would break if you left him because of his fault. So he enjoyed the image of you and appreciated every moment you two shared.

But you wanted to know, to be certain that this is only friendship. You didn’t want to have your hopes high for something that never was there.

You slowly walked to Ebenezer's door to his office, he was working this evening, leaving you as politely as he could. You felt like you would explode from uncertainty, you wanted to know now. You knocked on the door, and a muffled “come in” followed. You entered the room, seeing Scrooge's eyes already on you.

“Y/N, is everything alright?” he asked, putting his quill down. You walked closer to his desk.

“I wanted to talk to you.”

“Alright, I’m listening,” he said standing up from his armchair. You take a shaky breath, before speaking.

“Lately I’ve been feeling confused about our relationship, Ebenezer.”

Scrooge looked at you with raised eyebrows, something in his chest has risen. He was scared of this conversation, he thought you may want to leave. He would understand if you wanted to leave him for yourself, but he wanted to know if he did everything right.

“Yes…I see,” he whispered, gazing at the floor

“Please tell me how you see us,” you said, playing with your hands. The man’s eyes focused back at you, there was some kind of fear inside of them, and his breath sharpened. He slowly forced a smile on his lips.

“I truly admire you, Y/N. I see you as someone I can trust with everything, I know that you’ll listen to me and are willing to help me in any form. I think you’re an honorable human being, and I would be honored if you wanted to stay with me here.” he answered, putting his hands behind his back.

You looked at him with slightly frowned eyebrows.

“I understand that, Ebenezer. I know that. But I want to know… Do you see me as a friend, and if only as a friend.”

Ebenezer perused his lips and hung his head down.

“I am afraid to reveal my feelings toward you, Y/N.”

“Would you do it if I told you first what I think of you?” you asked, and Scrooge raised his head again.

“It would bring me some peace.”

You nodded slightly and took a deep breath, closing your eyes.

“I have known you for years, Ebenezer, I saw every side of you, and I wanted every one of them. I learned that you were something I needed close to me. I think that you are a great man, I think you are a lovely man. I want to stand by your side and help you with my greatest efforts. I feel safe with you, I feel connected to you. I want you. I adore you, Ebenezer.”

Scrooge stood there, your words hitting him. His lips were slightly parted, and his winded eyes were focused on you, thin tears showing in the light. He bearly breathed, everything stood in silence. Finally, Ebenezer took a sharp breath, his eyes softening a little bit. He felt so much warmth, so much love it made his hands shake. Every thought that made him believe he was no good for you abruptly left him, with so much lightless staying in him.

“Oh… Oh, my dear.” he breathed out, slowly walking towards you, with his hands slightly raised. When he stood next to you, he didn’t know what to do, his hands were too tense to hold you, he just looked at you, a small smile on his lips. He forced his hand to lean over your cheek, but he stopped. With a sob, he collapsed into your arms, which made you jump a little bit. Holding the man in your arms you heard small sobs from him with muffled mumbling.

“Ebenezer,” you whispered, gently putting your hand on the back of his neck. He felt your warm touch on his skin, which made him feel so much at once. He was happy, truly, but he felt like he didn’t deserve this from you, your love, or your friendship. His forehead was resting on your shoulder, his fingers delicately grasped your hand, touching your skin slightly, afraid of bigger moves. You took his hand fully which made him gasp.

Ebenezer slowly raised his head and looked at you, tears falling from his eyes onto his cheeks. Your hand gently leaned on his cheek, wiping the tears.

“I’m so sorry.” he choked out, wiping his eyes from the tears.

“It’s okay,” you whispered, putting your hand on his waist “don’t be ashamed of me, I understand everything.”

Ebenezer smiled at you and laughed nervously, his hand leaning over yours, still afraid to touch you fully.

“Don’t be afraid, I truly meant everything I said,” you say, caressing his cheek.

“Oh, I don’t doubt that,” he said, looking away from you “I just feel, that you may be too good for me to call ‘mine’.”

“I allow you to call me ‘yours’, and I will call you ‘mine’ if you agree to that.”

Ebenezer shook his head slightly, before coming into your arms, his own around you, hugging tightly as if you were to disappear at any moment.

“I-I love you,” he said trying to cover his tears.

“I love you, Ebenezer,” you replied, and pulling away from the hug you took his face in your hands. The man leaned to your touch, with closed eyes, enjoying how warm your hands were. When he looked at you, he saw how your eyes gazed upon his lips. You were slowly coming closer to Ebenezer, your noses touching. His eyes were focused on your every move.

“May I?” you asked when his lips were a few breaths away from yours.

“Please,” he whispered, closing his eyes. He felt how your soft lips landed on his, he gasped slightly at how it felt to have you this close. He felt like running away, but your touch on his waist calmed him down. Your lips slowly left him, Ebenezer slowly opened his eyes, missing the feeling of your lips. He looked at you, you were still close, holding him to yourself.

“Thank you,” he said, taking your hands in his, he brought them to his lips, kissing them softly. You smiled at Ebenezer, feeling full, with no concerns in you.

[lindenmybeloved]

Something something Narcissus and Echo dynamic

[aheckinmess]

Day Eighteen: Kinktober 2024 - MHA Edition

Read on AO3.

Tags/Warnings: Size Difference, Size Kink, Female Reader, P in V, Hickeys, Rough Sex, Shower Sex, Daddy Kink, Praise Kink if You Squint, Toshinori Yagi, All Might, Smol Might, Reader is Fragile, But Not So Fragile as Toshinori Thinks, Toshinori Goes All Out, Reader Revels in It

Word Count: 978 words

Summary: You're not sure how you keep forgetting that Toshinori is so much bigger than you.

Day Eighteen: Size Difference -> Toshinori Yagi

“Ow! Aren’t you supposed to go easy on me because I’m your wife?” You whine, nursing your shoulder as you keep your feet moving around Toshinori’s offensive stance.

“You asked me for lessons in self-defense, my love. I would have thought you’d ask for me to go harder on you to make sure you could defend yourself against anyone that might pose a threat to you.” Toshinori chuckles, swiping at you and grinning when you dodge. “Better.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. Were you hoping I’d say, Harder, Daddy! instead?” You retort, taking advantage of the way your words fluster him to finally land a single hit.

You blink and he has your back pressed against the wall. It’s at moments like these that you’re always reminded of just how much taller Toshinori is than you. Of course, he’s taller than most everyone, but up close and personal like this?

He’s like a giant ready to pick you out from under his boots.

“Why don’t we head to the shower, beloved?” He suggests in a whisper. Large, calloused fingers tickle your cheeks and push stray hair behind your ear. 

“A shower sounds lovely.” You swallow thickly.

Of course, based on the way his blue eyes glisten under the fluorescent lights above, you have a feeling there will be more playing than cleaning. Not that you mind, of course.

Your intuition is proven correct when he helps you out of your clothes before the shower ever gets started. Long muscular arms engulf yours as he moves the fabric ever-so-delicately off your dainty frame. There is always a restraint in his movements – like one wrong touch will break you in half.

Which is ironic, really, considering how hard he hits you during training. It makes you wonder if even that is but a mere taste of the power he has to offer. Even now, the weight of his lips on your neck is feather-light, as if a single breath will blow you away.

“Toshi,” You begin, pulling away with a giggle as you start the water. Only a few moments pass before the room fills with steam and you’re allowed to ogle his naked body in all its glory. “You know you don’t have to treat me like I’m so…breakable, right?”

Toshinori drags you into the warm spray of water with him before he wraps his arms around your waist and rests his chin on your shoulder. You wonder if it hurts his back since he’s so tall.

“I…I do. But, compared to my strength, most people are fragile. I’m scared I’ll lose control and accidentally hurt you. Of everyone, I don’t know that I’d ever forgive myself if I did that to you.” He admits, planting another peck on your cheek this time.

“I may be fragile, but I’m not fragile like a flower.” You smirk, a wicked glow entering your eyes as you wiggle under torrent of water with him. “I’m fragile like a bomb. I can handle whatever you throw at me.”

Such simple words and suddenly Toshinori spins you around against the wall, his grip tight on your chin. Though you know it’ll bruise in the morning, the rough change of pace instantly makes you weak in the knees. Your heart races at the exhilarating shift in his demeanor.

“Are you sure about that, love? You sure you can still be my good girl even when I get rough with you?”

The praise. Oh, the praise winds you up and you spring onto your tiptoes to hook your arms around his neck, encouraging his bruising hands.

“I’ve only got one thing to say.” You growl, eyes meeting and dancing with his blue ones. “Harder, Daddy.”

Whether it’s because he wants to prove you can’t handle it, or because he’s glad to finally be released from the pressure of holding back, Toshinori turns feral. Every kiss is a delicious punch in the mouth, every touch an extravagant wound to mark you as his – you yelp when his fingers dig between your thighs to find a puddle greeting him.

And it’s not shower water.

“So you meant it, hm? You like when Daddy manhandles you like this?” He growls in your ear, fingers holding you in place by the neck as he picks you up and splits you open on his cock. Once again, you’re reminded of just how small you are. “Now, take my cock like a good girl, yeah?”

You can’t do anything except nod and he pounds into you. Your back is slick with water against the tiled wall, but his strength is unforgiving, holding you there without so much as a slip even as he takes your breath away. Your fingers travel to your belly where you feel his girth move with every vicious stroke. 

God, it’s everything you’d hoped it would be.

 “T-Toshi…a-ah! G-Gonna…fuck, Toshi, I’m gonna cum!” You warn, writhing against the wall.

“Ah, ah, not until you ask.” He teases, his teeth biting into your neck and marring the already-blemished skin with yet another mark.

“Please! Please, Daddy, can I cum?”

And it’s a good thing he mutters his ascent because you’re not sure you’d be able to hold off even if he told you two. White-hot fireworks explode in your vision, accenting by the splashing water around you both as Toshinori slams his hips into you, cumming with a brutal roar.

It only takes a moment before he’s using his soft, deft touches again to check on you.

“Oh, there’s so much bruising. Are you alright, beloved? I didn’t want to, but you–”

“Toshinori Yagi,” You grunt, managing the strength to keep your eyes open for another minute longer. “Don’t you dare apologize for that. That was some of the best sex I’ve ever had in my life.”

And he laughs as you flop limply against his chest to make your point.

Continue with Day 19

Tag List: @loll82829, @enigma-and-oasis

Interested in JJK, too? Check out Day 18 with Toji.

[sleepyking]

WHO WANTS PANCAKES??? THEY HAVE CHOCOLATE CHIPS IN THEM

THERES MORE WHERE THESE CAME FROM