#double d's nuts babygirl

[stvllioner]

Haha so somnophilia is a damn good kink for those characters but who do you think would feel the most guilty and who would feel the most turned-on/powerful? Bonus: Who would take pics for later?

[somnophilia chat, if you got any nasties specifically for dabi send em in kittens! WARNINGS: dub/non-con, somnophilia]

1 ~ tamaki🥢

this boy just thinks youre so cute okay...?! he really loves you, and you just look so cute lying there all innocent, and begging to be touched... what was he even thinking?! but he already did it, and you were so wet... he cant help but wonder what its like if he did it more often... the sweet taste of your pussy against his lips is just so delicious, he cant stop himself from licking other places on your body as well. if your nectar is that sweet, wouldnt everywhere else on your body be as well?

does he take a picture? yes, but he won’t show anyone.

2 ~ midoriya🥦

hes kind of tamaki, but you just look so ethereal that he cant help it. your body looks for fit and the way your breasts look ready to spill out that top just makes his cock so fucking hard. the way that your body seem so... responsive? with you being so deep in sleep, it makes him want to bust a nut at how your body is just made for him. 

does he take a picture? yes, but only a few.

3 ~ kirishima🥊

not his proudest fap. he isnt really guilty? since he doesnt really act on impulse (its only manly that he doesn), but godt damn youre so damn hot! like smoking hot! the way your cunt wraps around his cock even when youre sleeping does things to him. he enjoys eating you out or even your ass and its music to his ears hearing your sleepy moans~ its always quit amusing seeing you wake up in the morning, confused as to why youre so wet~ 

does he take a picture? yes of course, no one will ever see it though.

4 ~ natso❄️

kirishima is manly, natso is a gentleman. so, he already knows that this is your kind of thing. therefore, it isnt much of a problem if he acts out on it! its what you want~ right~? has fun kissing and groping along your body and just overall groping. nothing more, nothing less. caresses and squeezes here and there, pets and fucks here and there. just know you would be wet at the end, his jizz somewhere on your body.

does he take a picture? hell yeah, he finna jack off to it later!

5 ~ fatgum🥟

he really loves you! he loves you so much that he just has to fuck you while youre sleeping, duh! you wake him up the same, he fucks you to sleep/wakes you up the same as well! love goes both ways~ its only fair that he loves you up the same way you love him. bonus that you make the cutest expressions and sounds too~

does he take a picture? hell yeah, he finna jack off to it later!

6 ~ todoroki❄️🔥

hm, does todoroki really have shame? no. is he crossing a line? no. he knows in good conscience that you enjoy it anyways, and youre prob dreaming about him in your sleep, touching you like he is anyways. he wont feel you up when you had a bad day, hes not that thirsty. he’ll just give you a good fuck and cuddle up into you when hes done. (cock warming who?)

does he take a picture? if he feels like it, most times no.

7 ~ bakugo💥

he doesnt give a damn. if he feels like it, he'll fuckin eat you out if he feels like it. if you dress especially skimpy, youre practically begging for him to wreck you until you wake up. the way your body knows his so well, just shows how much you love it even when youre deep in slumber~

does he take a picture? fuck yeah, shows you it too.

8 ~ shindo📳👋🏻

here is where the list starts getting questionable. shindo doesnt give a flying regard to your personal space. with his quirk and all, he takes all the fun he can with your body: sleeping or not kitten. once youre ready and dripping, he is on you. fan of cumming on you with your clothes semi on, loving when you shift from the feeling of his hot cum on your skin. hes kind enough to clean you up when hes done tho.

does he take a picture? fuck yeah, shows it to you and makes sure it says.... safe.

9 ~ giran🚬

his babygirl, and you guys have a mutual agreement. its on he verge of prostitution but like who cares? he get you business, you let him do what he wants. its fun for everyone! youre such a perfect little pillow princess, and double at sucking him so good he has to train when he sees fit! youre just always surprised when he knows your body inside out~

does he take a picture? fuck yeah, shows it to you and makes sure it stays.... safe.

10 ~ dabi🔥

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) you wake up in the morning, with him giving you head or fucking you. you dont need an alarm because hes there to get his cock wet and hard. whether it be tit fucking you, using your cunt or ass, or even making you blow him, he will be getting off. and if you manage to come to your senses, he'll let you cum too~

does he take a picture? fuck yeah, saves it as his lock-screen.

11 ~ shigaraki🧂

he doesnt give a fuck if youre tired bitch. open those damn legs. homeboy wont full on rape you tho. if he wants to fit his fat-ass cock into your tight holes, or stick em' between your tits, press your thighs together, or even fuck your armpits- he does not give a fuck. just because youre sleeping, doesnt mean you get a free pass.

does he take a picture? fuck yeah, saves it as his lock-screen.

12 ~ all for one⚠️

youre his pet. you dont have rights. you do as he pleases, you fuck when he pleases -- you eat when he pleases. i said what i said. he takes pictures to blackmail you. better not fuck up.

[mariabrinksgf]

First Fanfic Ever!! Please don’t hate me😄😄🔞🔞

"Maria? Maria, where are you?" You yell as you look for Maria Brink. You joined her on tour after her boyfriend broke up with her. You helped her out a tough situation. Maria had free time from the bus rides, concerts and interviews. She was acting really strange lately around you. So you decide to bring her to an empty forest were you two can enjoy some peace and quite. Though, Maria strayed away from you.

The leafs crunched as you stepped over them. Some were still damp from the snow melting away but the sun brought them to a crisp. The birch trees were offly grey than usual. Almost like they were either overfed or starved. The rot settled. In the forest, and in your subconscious. You wondered what you were doing here. Not just in this forest but here with Maria. 'Why did she pick me?' you wondered. Being around such strong/popular singers made you look microscopic. You brushed it off and kept searching for Maria. "Maria! Where the hell are you!!" You ran down a steep hill seeing a somewhat clean church. It was very old, the glass stained windows were broken, the steps were loose. The steel fence covered in copper orange rust. Your feet didn't stop as you ran down the hill. Your speed increased and you felt yourself loosing control. You face plant into crushed leaves. A piece of a twig scratched your arm, it became red forming a cut. "Ouch! Shit!" You bit your lip standing up.

The church was locked, you used all your strength to pry the door open not even noticing the back door open. "Jesus are you kidding me." You are now out of breathe knowing you're not in the greatest shape. "Maria owes me one after this." You sighed walking into the old church. There you see before you is Maria standing on the podium. Her back is to you; her arms are above her head praying.

'In my name shall they cast out demons. They shall speak in new tongues.' Her voice echoed through the church. It sent shivers down your spine. It made you feel like you were miles away from her. As you walked closer to her, you felt a godly presence upon you. "Come stand with me my darling." Maria motioned you to be beside her. Her breathe was heavy, her eyes were closed, she was in ecstasy. I watched her entire face relax. Her lips were soft; she kept biting the side of her lip in pleasure. "Can't you feel that baby? It's pure magic here." She crossed her arms breathing in deeply. You feel very calm around Maria as she grabs a hold of your hand. She presses hard feeling your warmth. Your cut on your arm is noticeable, the dry blood ran down to your hand. "Oh my love, what happened?" She turned facing you. Your face heaten as you noticed Maria's kimono had a long V in the middle showing a great extent of cleavage. "I fell outside." Maria knelt infront of you going on her knees. She pressed her forehead on my hand.

'They shall take up serpents. And if they drink any deadly poison. It shall in no wise hurt them. They shall lay hands on the sick, and they shall recover.' Your eyes met with hers as she finished. Your body tingled all over feeling a brief numbness. You reached down seeing you arm was healing before your very eyes. The cut was closing itself. "Come here my darling, allow me to cleanse you." Maria guided me to a tub filled with holy water. Your knees trembled as you knelt down not seeing yourself in your reflection. It looked black, the water. Your stomach turned at the very pit. "Do not worry, you're safe with me love." Maria's hand wrapped around yours giving a tight grip. She used her other hand to bless herself by dipping her fingers in the water, placing her fingers on her forehead. "Mmmm." She moaned to herself. Finally, it was my turn. My arm seeped into the black water. It basically disappeared. The tingle feeling came back. It made yourself hot. You felt this overwhelming amount of pleasure over your body. You moaned out loud not thinking you were that loud but in truth you almost screamed.

"What is this stuff doing to me Maria?" You turned your head feeling drowsy. Seeing doubles. "Oh baby, it's the holy spirit. Let me give you the same pleasure this is giving you." Maria placed her hand on you face. She allowed her shoulder to drop letting her kimono sleeve to drop as well. Showing her perfect skin out in the open. Her bare chest glowed. She pulled me closer kissing me. Her soft lips felt amazing. You tried to place your hand on her shoulder but accidentally touching one of her breasts. They felt soft as well, you thought. You pull away feeling quite embarrassed. She stopped, "Why did you stop beautiful? I really loved it." She put her head against yours. "I-I um...accidentally...touched your-..." Your index finger pointed towards her chest. Maria laughed at you pulling her long platinum blonde hair behind her shoulders. The pieces of jewels on her dreads made a noise. "Oh sweetie," She licked the side of my cheek near my ear. "I want you to touch me." She whispered. "For what you didn't know but tonight is a very holy night." Maria stood up upon her feet.

You clear your throat trying to ease the redness in your cheeks. "What's so special about tonight Maria?" You questioned seeing Maria smile down on you. "Well, tonight is the Great Rite. It's purpose of drawing energy from the powerful connection between two scared souls. Sexually." She pulled her full kimono off. Revealing her naked goddess body. In the natural light it would sparkle with help of the stain glass windows. You reached over feeling her calf. It was very soft, and strong. 'Wait what!' You thought. 'Did she say sexually?!?'

"Umm..Maria? D-did you say s-sexually?" You tried to get up to stand with Maria but she placed her hand on your shoulder pushing you down. "Yes dear. I want to celebrate this holy night with you. Join me please." Maria got on top of you letting her hair go everywhere. You felt the cold slab on your back. Maria's hands went down to your hips caressing the bone. Her hands ran up inside your shirt. She was frozen. Her hands reached your boobs. A gentle squeeze lit your senses up. She ripped off your bra flinging it out of sight. Everything was come flying off. Your pants, your shirt. All that was remaining was your panties. The last thing that she teased you with. 'This will be the most holiest of nights.' She murmured to herself. The slightest touch made the hairs on your arms raise. Her cold fingers ran up and down your thighs feeling her touch the inside of your panties. Handling the fabric on the sides roughly; ripping it off. You were more embarrassed now. "Oh this is truly an honor. Now, baby." She faced you closely, placing her hand beside you head. "Put your feet above your head. Now!" You grabbed your ankles almost touching your face.

"You have such a beautiful little pussy my love." Maria whispered as you felt yourself becoming aroused. You can see her spitting on you. You can feel her drool on your clit running down. You tried not to go nuts as it was your first time but you didn't want to let Maria find out. You finally felt her tongue on your pussy. You held your breathe trying not to make it a big deal but in fact it was. It felt extraordinary. You sucked your teeth, allowing little moans escape. You could feel Maria's head behind your thighs. Her tongue moved around inside you feeling her suck your lips, biting your clit. 'Awe fuck.' You thought as you looked down seeing Maria enjoy every minute down on you.

"Mmm baby, you taste so good." Maria looked up again flicking her tongue inside you deeper. You moaned again realizing that one was really loud. "Keep it up baby, I fucking love that." Maria grabbed your thighs pushing herself deeper inside. You couldn't stop moaning. Your back arched. Every limb vibrated. You can feel her hot breathe. You twitched realizing you were about to climax.

Maria's fingers danced all over your stomach. As she glided along drawing a cross. You gritted your teeth as you rightfully knew you were orgasming. "I'm coming!" You sat up on your hands. The feeling was an sensation you never felt before. The outside world was once bright, now it is a dark red turning black. The stars sparkled, the new moon shined. Maria sat up covered in your love juices. Her hair was stuck onto her face, she glistened. "Oh beautiful, you were spectacular. Sensational." She smiled being horny herself. You sat up feeling your legs shaking.

'My turn.' You thought. You pushed your hand on Maria's chest. Laying her down feeling her hips. She was so curvy, she was plush. Her thick thigh felt like silk. 'If the Holy Ghost. Of the Holy Spirit, speak directly to the Disciple.' She hummed as you spread her legs. You bent down feeling the warmth radiating from her. Maria's thighs twitched against your face. You couldn't believe that this was happening in a church. Not to mention with Maria. You brush off this feeling and begin to eat her inside. Everything about Maria was soft. Her opening was soft, sticky and dripping all over yourself. Drinking up her goodness. She was right. This was an holy experience.

It felt odd doing all of these dirty things in a church with Jesus paintings everywhere. Feeling the Mother Mary's eyes upon us. Watching every movement. It felt risky, which made it more sexy. Maria didn't care. She pulled at your hair. Feeling like she was trying to pull out your hair. Her nails running across your neck. Clawing deep inside. "Awe fuck.." You moaned into her.

Maria sat up pushing your head deeper in her, squishing your face harder into her pussy. "Oh yes baby, make me cum." She smirked holding one of her boobs. "Mmhm." You muffled in as you licked. "Shhh baby! Go faster!" Her legs locked.

You have to finish her off now. You have to start with the finger combo. Just like she did to you. You started to push two fingers inside her pussy. Feeling all sorts of new sensations. "O-oh, babygirl," Maria continued to dig her nails into your neck. Burning. You had the control now.

Her moans were echoing throughout the entire church. "Oh sweetie, I'm gonna cum!" She bit her lip brushing your hair out of your face. "Mmm good." You licked faster, pounding your fingers harder too. Moans turned into sweet, sweet screams. You can feel her tightening around your fingers. You finish with you tongue going on her clit.

"Oh god!! I'm cumming!!!" She tried to push you away from her but your resisted and kept eating her pussy until the very end. You could feel her orgasming on your tongue.

A couple of brief moments pass, Maria and yourself are getting dressed. "Oh honey bunny, that was amazing. You were amazing." Maria walked behind you as you both shut the doors to the church. "Well of course it was amazing, it was with you." You smile walking up the hill where you cut your arm. "Well say goodbye to the church than." You laugh as you both make it to the top of the hill.

As you both turned around to face the church. It's not there. It vanished. "Wait? What the fuck? It was just there.." Maria pointed at the hollow spot were the church was. "Uh Maria? Lets get out of here before we disappear.." You say grabbing onto her hand. "Smart idea."

[dreadhaus-literature]

{Collection} Double Trouble #2

SMACK!

“Why the hell did you bring a ouija board?! You know how I feel about that shit!”

Jax Dreadful rubbed the back of his head with a sharp-toothed scowl, glaring up at his Alpha Big Brother.

“How the fuck else are we gonna talk to the ghost in Ewan’s shed?!”

“We ain’t tryna talk to it!” Cavon Dreadful gestured with his heavily-muscled arms out wide, giving his little brother an incredulous look. “The fuck I wanna talk to a ghost for?!”

“I don’t know!” Jax gestured to the board lying on the floor between the open double doors. “But you cain’t ask it to leave unless you got this!”

“Yes the fuck I can, I can use my goddamn voice!”

“If you can use your voice, why ain’t you done that instead of yellin’ at me for tryna help?!”

Cavon felt like his head was going to explode--but anyone else would tell Cavon he was getting a taste of his own medicine. He and Jax were two peas in a pod, which was partly why they either got along too damn well or fought like...well, like wolves over the same bone. This was one of those times, with Cavon so blown away by Jax’s “problem-solving” he didn’t know what to do with himself.

“You a dumbass pup. You know that? Dumb as a box of rocks.”

“STOP CALLIN’ ME DUMB OR I’MMA TELL MOMMA!”

“SO?! SHE’LL AGREE WITH ME.”

“SHE DON’T ALWAYS SIDE WITH YOU!”

“NAME ONE GODDAMN TIME--”

CRASH!

Cavon and Jax cut off their yelling, staring in shock as one of Cavon’s whisky bottles crashed through the shed window, rolling to a stop at Cavon’s boots. He stared at it for a second before picking it up.

“Thank fuck, it ain’t break!”

Jax stared at him like he had an extra nose. “Nigga the ghost broke a window, an’ that bottle is what you worried about?!”

“This bottle costs more than your dumbass life--”

“I’M TELLIN’ MOMMA!”

“Telling me what?”

Cavon and Jax turned, matching expressions on their faces at seeing Monica. Jax put on his considerable speed, closing the distance between them in the blink of an eye, arms thrown around his beloved Momma, burying his face in her hair.

“Momma!”

“‘Ey, babygirl! What’chu doin’ out here?” Cavon greeted, tucking his whisky in the back pocket of his black jeans. “Stop hogging her, pup, let Daddy have a turn.”

“Momma Cavon called me dumb.”

Cavon’s face about inverted.

“Aww,” Monica couldn’t help but coo, stroking her fingers through Jax’s thick halo of blond locks. “You’re not dumb, baby.”

Jax turned his head, resting it on Monica’s shoulder to stick his tongue out at Cavon, who raised his fist.

“I’mma fuck you up once she gone.”

Jax tightened his hold on Monica and turned his face into her neck.

Monica laughed, turning her attention to Cavon. “What are you guys doing? I could hear you yelling from inside.”

“There’s a ghost in the shed.” Cavon jerked his thumb toward the “shed” he and Ewan had made famous for a Clubhaus away from the Clubhaus. “I told Ewan I’d take care of it since I kinda drank half his whisky last night.”

Monica raised her eyebrows. “Kinda?”

“I def drank half his whisky last night.” Cavon grinned wolfishly. “Lookit you, knowin’ your Daddy--”

“Wait wait wait,” Monica had to break off for a second to giggle a little helplessly, at Jax nosing against her throat, before she turned back to Cavon. “There’s a what in the shed?”

“Ghost.” Cavon raised his large hands palm up. “I know what you’re thinkin’, but it started pulling my hair a couple hours ago, knocked over a few of my beers, an’ then when we was out here just a few minutes ago it threw a bottle through the window.”

Monica turned, seeing there was indeed a broken window, glass on the ground shimmering off the lights inside.

“..Well, shouldn’t we get Helen?”

Cavon snorted. “Why? Give her an excuse to tear this place down? Hell nah, we don’t need that.”

“Sav says it’s a fuckin’ eyesore an’ should be condemned.” Jax couldn’t help but brattily toss in. He was sitting fat on the hog, with Monica still stroking his hair, his arms still tight around her.

“Sav can suck my left nut.”

“I’m tellin’ him you said that.”

“QUIT BEIN’ A FUCKIN’ SNITCH.”

Jax flipped Cavon off with a grin.

Monica tried and failed to suppress her laughter. “O-Okay, okay, so there’s a ghost in the shed--wait so you’re going to use a ouija board? I thought we agreed as a Family never to use those?”

“Yeah that was your dumbass pup’s idea.”

“He called me dumb again--”

“SHE CAN FUCKIN’ HEAR ME!” Cavon bellowed, temper all but at a ten from dealing with his bratty younger brother.

“Jax...” Monica swallowed her peal of laughter only just. “Ouija boards are really dangerous, why did you bring that to use?”

“I’unno, I thought that was how you talk to ghosts? I mean like, other ghosts. The ghosts in the Haus already just talk to us.” Jax’s simple explanation made all the sense in the world to the pup, and he spoke it confidently. “AIn’t that how you talk to ghosts?”

Monica felt her still heart clench with cute aggression, huffing a little as she nodded. “Yes, you can talk to ghosts using the board, but sometimes other things pretend to be ghosts.”

“Like demons?”

“Exactly, like demons.”

Jax nodded, seeming to understand, but when Cavon moved to pick the board up, the planchette jerked away from his hands and moved to the corner of the board. He froze, but it was Monica who made a noise of surprise, causing Jax to raise his head off her shoulder, keeping his stocky frame between her and the board.

“The fuck? Fuck off, ghost, we ain’t havin’ a conversation--”

YES.

The planchette clearly moved to hover the glass over the word YES, as if to say, yes, we are having a conversation.

“Uh, maybe you oughta let it talk, Cav.” Jax looked between the Alpha and the board.

“I don’t give a shit what half the Haus got to say, I ain’t tryna listen to a ghost I don’t even know.” But when Cavon went to lift the board, it wouldn’t come off the floor. Monica watched as the muscles in Cavon’s formidable arms strained but the board didn’t even budge.

“...So Momma was right an’ we should get Helen now, right Cav?” Jax pushed. “...Right, Cav?”

But Cavon was all temper and rage and he wasn’t having any of this from a ghost. He let go of the board and gestured with his arms out.

“Aight, then, the fuck you wanna say, ghost?”

Silence stretched between the trio as the planchette slowly moved from YES to spell out it’s intended message.

“C...R...A...C...K...H...E...A...D...” Jax spelled out, pausing for a few seconds before he burst out laughing. “Holy fuckin’ shit Cav, the ghost called you a crackhead!”

“DOT!” Cavon was all but roaring at this point, while Monica had her forehead pressed to Jax’s arm, trying and failing not to laugh out loud at this intricate Halloween trick Dot had obviously orchestrated. She was the only one who called Cavon that. But as Cavon continued to call for her, looking around the shed’s corners and even inside for the missing woman, Dot didn’t appear.

Laura, the bratty little ghost who prioritized Monica over anyone else in the Haus, however, did materialize. She materialized just as Cavon was stepping out of the shed, kicking him square in the shin before running over to Monica.

“Mommi! Mommi!” Laura jumped up and down on her thin legs, reaching for her beloved Mother. “Happy Halloween!”

Monica could barely find the strength to lift the little girl into her arms, she was laughing so hard. “H-Happy Halloween, Laura!”

Cavon was cursing, rubbing his shin. “You little shit, that was you the whole time?!”

Laura stuck out her tongue. “Mama Dot said you don’t get any treats for Halloween, just tricks!”

Jax grinned. “Don’t ya mean kicks?”

“I’mma kick your ass--”

But Jax had already scooped his Momma up, Laura in her arms, and sped away with them, leaving Cavon with a bruised shin and ego, and a broken window to explain to his drinking buddy.