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[tamakishoochie]

Hay Fever

18+

MDNI

CW: animal hybrids, breeding kink, creampie, knots

Word count: 1421

“Bakugo, it’s too damn hot for this! Drop it, now!” Aoyama yelled from behind the wooden fence that separated her and the cocky bull on the other side.

Snorting arrogantly, Bakugo trots in circles with Aoyama’s sun hat between his teeth.

“If you want it back that bad, come and get it, babe!~” He smirked at her, waving her hat around tauntingly.

Aoyama rolled her eyes

He never did this to anyone else but her and she couldn’t understand why. Was this his idea of play time? Or maybe he’s just being an ass.

She sees Bull!Kaminari walking by and she frantically tries to get his attention.

“Kami, hey! Can you get my hat back from Bakugo, please? Challenge him or something for it.”

Kaminari looks at Aoyama before slowly turning his head toward Bakugo who was already in his charging stance, pawing his hoof against the dirt and angling his horns at him. Bakugo was much bigger than Kaminari and a whole lot stronger, too.

In short, he knew better

Gulping, Kaminari ignores the situation completely.

“That’s what I fuckin’ thought.” Bakugo growled, standing up straight with his chest puffed out. His ears twitch from Aoyama’s grumbling, making him turn his attention back to her.

She had hopped the fence and Bakugo noticed a look of playful determination in her lavender eyes.

“You wanna fuck around? Fine.” She removes her hoop earrings and shoves them inside her jean bikini top. As she prepared herself for the chase, Bakugo took in exactly what she was wearing.

He already eyed the top appreciating the way her tits were sitting all pretty-like so he moved his gaze further down to the low cut shorts she wore that she purposely left unzipped to showcase the purple, diamond-encrusted thong she sported as well.

Bakugo couldn’t deny how attractive his handler was and the tingling between his strong, meaty legs proved how much he wanted to breed her.

“Hurry up, heifer!” He exasperated, becoming impatient.

Bakugo was too busy plucking blades of grass to notice Aoyama running towards him, her arm stretched out and ready to snatch her hat back from him. She was fast, but not fast enough.

Bakugo easily manuevered his way to one side, making Aoyama miss him completely.

“The fuck was that?” He snorted, snickering at her stuttered movements as she tried to keep herself from falling over.

The next few hours were spent with Aoyama continuously trying and failing to retrieve her sun hat and Bakugo juking her from left to right, faking her out and making her slip and fall repeatedly.

“You know what? Keep the stupid hat. I don’t wanna play anymore.” Defeated, Aoyamastands up once more and dusts herself off. Something told her not to wear her favorite outfit today and now she regretted it.

“Aw come on, don’t tell me you’re quittin’?” Bakugo spoke as he placed her hat on his head.

“Yes, I’m quitting. You’re a big bully.” She pouts with her hands on her hips before hopping the fence again.

“And that’s the fourth hat you ruined, asshole!”

Obviously, this isn’t anything new, but Bakugo could see how frustrated she was with him today. She knew he was just playing, right?

He leaned against the fence as he watched her storm off into the barn. Yeah, she was mad and all, but Bakugo couldn’t take his eyes off of her rear end.

“Look who’s in trouble for the umpteenth time! You finally pissed her off, huh?” Bull!Kirishima snorted as he followed close behind Farmer!Midoriya with not one, but two of his heifers sitting on each shoulder. From the looks of it, he was about to breed them both.

“Fuck off!” Bakugo bellowed, swishing his tail from side to side in annoyance. Dammnit, why is he starting to feel bad?! She knew better than to wear a hat around him.

“Ah, shit..”

‘This farm shit isn’t even my thing. I should’ve never left the city..’ Aoyama thought to herself as she hosed her legs down, washing away all the muck and dirt. She leans against a haystack to hose her boots off too, completely oblivous to the bull sneaking up behind her.

Her hat was plopped back on her head, making Aoyama whip her head around only to get a face full of Bakugo’s toned chest. Looking up at him, she sees how big and round his eyes were, a bull’s version of puppy eyes, with an apple slice between his lips as a peace offering.

“Oh, don’t try gettin’ cute now! You’ve been bad all day.” Turning her back to him again, Aoyama continued to clean her boots off. Bakugo huffs air against the back of her neck before nuzzling it with his nose, moving the apple slice closer to her face as he rested his head against her shoulder from behind.

She was gonna take this damn apple slice.

He rubbed his cheek against hers until she finally gave in to him and took the snack, munching on it grumpily.

“This doesn’t change anyth-” her sentence was cut short with a gasp as she felt her hips being lifted upward along with strong arms wrapping themselves around her waist to keep her supported.

“Shut the fuck up for once..” He grumbled before skillfully inching her shorts up and off of her hips with one hand, leaving her shuddering in her thong from the sudden temperature change.

Bakugo wastes no time, his thick, long tongue slithering past the first ring of muscle and engufling her cunt completely with his mouth. A yelp of surprise escaped past Aoyama’s lips, which egged him on to continue.

He’d rather plunge his cock in her right then and there, but foreplay is a thing for humans.

From what he’s seen, anyway

He maneuvered his tongue all around inside of her, slurping her up and gently grazing his bottom teeth against her clit, which earned a low moan from her.

He needed to hear that again

Bakugo growled into her pussy, enjoying her scent and taste as he smeared her juices all over his nose, mouth, and chin.

Aoyama was now lost in the pleasure with her eyes closed and her mouth left agape, twitching and moaning from the beast eating her out hungrily.

Something wet and warm tapped itself against her cheek and when she opened her eyes again, she was face to face with his now unsheathed, rock hard cock and massive balls.

That wasn’t gonna fit. HOW would it fit?

Releasing her pussy lips with a ‘pop’, Bakugo sets her back down gently and firmly grips the back of her neck before pushing her down against the haystack.

“Now, hold still heifer..”

He starts grinding his hips against her ass, precum dribbling down from his tip and puddling on her lower back.

“I’m NOT one of your cows. Stop callin’ me-“

Aoyama moans out loud when he rams into her in one go, tears pricking the corners of her eyes from both pain and pleasure.

“Yeah, yeah, you aren’t a heifer. But,”

He started thrusting roughly into her, the ‘plap plap plap’ echoing throughout the barn as his cock tried to bully itself even deeper inside of her.

“I’ll fuck and breed you like one~..”

Panting, Bakugo digs his hooves into the ground and grips Aoyama’s waist before lifting her hips up again, letting her legs dangle as he fucked into her.

“Fuck—you gonna bitch to me how bad I was now? Huh?”

He grunts into her ear, drool dripping onto her face as his massive frame overwhelmed hers, mounting her like the vicious beast he was.

Bakugo hunched over her entirely, hips snapping hard into her while his balls slapped up against her clit from his movements.

“You’re gonna bare my calves, aren’t’cha? Gonna make this cunt gargle with my seed.”

Aoyama whimpered weakly, too dazed and drunk on cock to answer any of his questions. Not a single thought ran through her head as she felt Bakugo’s cock in her stomach, digging her out just right.

He grits his teeth from how tight she clenched around him, a clear liquid squirting all over his fur that ran down both of their legs.

With one last thrust from Bakugo, Aoyama’s pussy squelched from his massive knot inserting itself inside of her right before emptying his balls.

After finally calming down, he pulls out of her and a geyser of cum gushes out of her sore pussy.

“Atta�� girl. You took it so well~..”

[tamakishoochie]

Wet Dreams

CW: Somnophilia? Spit exchange, slight mentions of blood and gore, Creampie

18+, MDNI

word count: 🤷🏾‍♀️

Freddy!Shigaraki x Black!Reader

“Are you serious? Another murder? That’s the sixth one this week!” You groaned, obviously annoyed with a hint of frustration in your voice. You were a private investigator hired to find the sick bastard behind the murders that took place this week on Elm street and your assistant had just brought in another picture of yet another crime scene. It made you nauseous. The picture displayed a dead man with his stomach sliced open, his entrails hanging off the side of the bed. You quickly set the disturbing photo aside, fed up with having to see another person killed.

It was almost 1AM and you’ve been in your office all day, not that it mattered anyway. You haven't been able to get any sleep since you started this case.

“I’m calling it a night. Tomorrow, we’ll go to the crime scene and investigate. Maybe tonight will be the night I get some damn sleep.” You wave off your assistant before packing up your stuff to leave.

After showering, brushing your teeth, and twisting your hair, you slip on your silk bonnet and head on to bed. You take some melatonin to help with your insomnia before getting underneath the covers.

“Let’s see how this goes..”

You didn’t even realize you fell into a deep sleep afterward, so deep that you began to dream.

You were back in your office, looking over the photos again but instead of victims, they were nude pictures of you. Your face started to heat up from embarrassment and you wondered who the hell took these. There were pictures of you fully naked in various raunchy poses.

“What the hell? I don’t even take pictures like…this..”

One photo, in particular, stood out from the rest. Picking it up, your eyes widen and you cover your mouth after gasping. The explicit photo showed a man you’ve never seen before holding you down in a mating press with your ankles down by your ears. He had grayish-blue hair and pale skin with red glowing eyes.

You seemed to be enjoying what the man was giving you in the photo but he had a wicked grin on his face.

Looking a bit closer, you try and get a better look at his face since his hair is draped over it. Suddenly, the man in the picture looks up at you with a maniacal grin, causing you to drop the photo and stand up quickly from your chair.

“Aw, what’s the matter? Not pretty enough for you?”

A voice echoed down the hall that led to your office. Looking down the eerie hallway, you see nothing but white smoke being illuminated by some source of light behind it. A silhouette of a man appears from it and starts to make its way towards you.

“What do you want? Who are you?” You call out to the man.

Seconds later, the same man that was in the photo shows himself, trailing what seemed to be finger knives along the wall with a loud screech. He wore an old, worn-out fedora and a red and green striped tattered sweater.

As he got closer, you pull your gun out from its holster and point it directly at him, warning him that you wouldn’t hesitate to shoot.

“S-stay back, I’m warning you, sir!”

Something about him was off and a dark aura surrounded him. He didn’t seem intimidated at all.

“Shigaraki..” The man spoke as soon as he came face to face with you, close enough to feel his breath on your face.

“What?..” You respond, but too distracted by how oddly intriguing and attractive he was.

“You’ve been looking for the perpetrator behind the murders right? Well, his name is Shigaraki. You found him!” He lets out an eerie, dark chuckle that sends chills up and down your spine.

You point your gun between his eyes and say that he’s under arrest, but he scoffs in your face, grabbing your wrist tightly and making you drop the only thing you had to protect yourself.

“Welcome to the Nightmare World, babe~..” Picking you up and slamming you down on your own desk, he looks over and picks up the photo you dropped earlier. With his other hand, he trails a finger knife up your buttoned nightgown.

“Let’s recreate this one, yeah? You look so good on your back taking my dick~..”

Before you could say anything else, he wraps a hand around your throat, squeezing tightly, while the other trails back down your gown, popping off the buttons with a single finger knife. Shigaraki gropes your right breast and tweaks the nipple with his thumb and forefinger, making you moan and arch up into his hand.

“Oh, sensitive, are we?~ That’s cute.”

Leaning down, he flicks his warm tongue against your hard nipple, sucking on it roughly and kneading the flesh around it before moving to give the other one the same treatment. You didn’t understand why you were letting him do all of this to you, but you didn’t care. It was just a dream anyway, or was it?

Shigaraki’s tongue makes its way up to your neck, leaving bite marks and hickeys before taking over your mouth with his own. His lips were chapped but managed to still feel soft. You moan from how rough he was kissing you and you could feel your panties drenching just from that. Grabbing your chin, he forces your mouth open with your lips puckered out.

“Tongue out, now..”

You obey and stick your tongue out, eyes lust-filled as he spits onto your tongue, swallowing it willingly.

He seemed pleased by that and wasn’t gonna tell you to swallow, but he’s glad you did anyway.

Using his finger knives once more, he shreds your underwear up, revealing your aching pussy that needed attention quickly.

And Shigaraki delivers by pulling your bottom half to the edge of your desk before forcing your legs open. Pulling up a chair, he sits down and spreads your pussy lips apart, admiring the way your cunny clenches around nothing.

You look down and your eyes meet, causing you to look away with your face heated

“Look at me while I do this. Don’t look away or there will be consequences..” He chuckled, only being half-serious.

You gulp and watch as Shigaraki dives right into your juiced-up pussy, giving you nice long licks along your folds and paying close attention to your clit, swirling his tongue around it and nipping at it gently. You pant heavily and try your hardest to keep your eyes open. This was starting to feel a little too real for it to be a dream still.

Once he started adding fingers, though, your head began to spin. The way his fingers stretched you out felt amazing, his middle finger constantly rubbing against the spongey g-spot that made you moan out his name and grip the sides of your desk. His movements gradually began to speed up, lewd and embarrassing sounds echoing throughout the entire office. You feel something starting to unravel within your abdomen and you brace yourself, keeping your eyes on Shigaraki and him doing the same with you. Right then and there, you scream out from ecstasy as you release onto his fingers, squirting everywhere and making a huge mess.

Smiling, he removes his fingers and gives your cunt a couple of hard pats, mumbling something along the lines of ‘That’s a good girl’.

Standing up, Shigaraki removes his glove, dropping it to the floor, and starts unbuckling his pants. You stare wide-eyed as he reveals his whopping 12 incher, all nice and hard just for you. Bullying his way between your legs, he positions his cock at your entrance. Shoving his still wet fingers inside of your mouth, you suck on them and moan at the taste.

Your moans are muffled by his fingers as he begins to insert the tip, going all the way until only half was inside of you. Your eyes are closed shut from how good he stretched you out, pussy walls clenching around his dick after hearing him curse underneath his breath. Taking his fingers out of your mouth after sucking them clean, he goes right back to choking you right as he began to thrust his hips roughly into you. The way your body rocked with each and every thrust made the desk move and screech against the floorboard, making you grip onto the desk for dear life as he pounded into you unapologetically.

“Let’s take this back to your place~..” Shigaraki groaned out while the office morphed into a bedroom that looked exactly like yours. Instead of a desk, you were fucking on your bed now with the headboard banging against the wall. Gripping the back of your thighs, he pushes your legs down by your ears, folding you completely before he starts fucking you even harder now with the tip of his cock kissing your womb with each insertion.

For a murderer, he sure did whine a lot during sex. You didn’t mind though, his moans and whines were pretty and you were always into vocal men. The way your gummy walls grip onto him makes him cry out even more. Moving your legs over his shoulders, he places one hand on the headboard, and the other grips firmly on your tit.

“G-gonna cum, baby...”

He pants, voice cracking. Shigaraki buries his face in the nook of your neck and whispers in your ear.

“Take it, take it all!~”

His hips stutter a bit before filling you up to the brim with cum, some of it dribbling down onto the bed and making a small puddle. You whine after he pulls out.

“Sorry, but your alarm is about to go off. See ya around, doll~..”

Confused, you watch him disappear into nothing right before you’re woken up by your alarm.

Sitting up, you rub your eyes and realize where you were.

“Woah, what was that..” You sigh, rubbing your face before leaning over to turn your alarm off. Something didn’t feel right and you felt dirty. Flipping your covers off of you, you look down and see your panties have been shredded and globs of cum oozed out of you. Panicking, you scramble out of bed and run towards your bathroom. Looking into the mirror, you see bite marks and hickeys all over your neck.

At least you finally got some sleep

[tamakishoochie]

Part 2

Read Part 1 here

18+, MDNI, NSFW

Word count: 2796

THIS IS A BLACK BNHA FIC‼️

DONT LIKE? DONT READ MF‼️

"What you tryna do after this?" Elijah asked with his body pressed up against your backside and the slight chill of his chain making you shiver.

You've been close to him like this for over an hour now with his large hands placed on your curves and your ass back against him.

"If I'm being honest, I'm ready to go home after this.." You look around again to try and find Mo and Yanni, but you couldn't see them. With one hand on your hip, Elijah guides you back over to the bar for you to sit down.

"Dang, you're not having fun?" He asked, a look of concern on his brown, smooth face. You wave your hands frantically while shaking your head.

"No no, it's not that! I'm just a little tired now. I don't usually stay up this late." You nervously chuckle and tap your acrylic nails against the counter of the bar. Elijah had offered to buy a drink for you, but you politely declined and watched as he downed a shot of Henny. His adam's apple bobbed up and down as he swallowed.

"I'm not feeling this party anymore, either. You wanna come up to my room?" Elijah asked before tilting his head towards you, looking at you through his long, red locs. You felt heat rush up to your cheeks and you cough a little to ease the weird feeling you felt. Elijah noticed your reaction and smiled, his dimples, once again, making you melt.

"Nah, I'm not on any freaky shit, honey. We can go up to my room and just chill if that's what you want." He holds his hand out to you and you nod your head, placing your hand in his large one. Looking down at your feet, Elijah noticed that you didn't have any shoes on.

"Uh, your shoes...?"

Your eyes widened and you immediately felt embarrassed at the fact that you weren't wearing any shoes. GIRL, HE SAW YOUR TOES 😭

You were so thankful that it was dark in there.

"I took them off because they were bothering my feet. I have no idea where they are now, though."

"I'll carry you. Come on."

Smiling, you stand up from your seat but almost have a heart attack after feeling him grip your sides before picking you up. Those same hands moved down underneath your booty to keep you supported so that you wouldn't fall. Acting on instinct, you wrap your legs around Elijah's waist and your arms around his neck.

"Hang on."

He says before walking through the large crowd of people, carrying you so you wouldn't have to walk. Being close to him allowed you to get a good whiff of him. His scent was intoxicating and the cologne he wore only intensified it. You decided to keep your nose buried in his neck until he put you down. He smelled so good!

After walking up a few stairs, Elijah carries you to his room, the loud music from before was now just a light rumble downstairs, thanks to the soundproof room he had.

Closing the door behind him, he sets you down on his bed before heading over to the little table he kept in a corner that was decorated with empty bottles, Protein shakes, and a little tray with weed on it.

"You smoke? I got a bottle of Casamigos in my fridge too if you want some of that." Elijah held up a blunt to you that was previously rolled.

"Yeah, let me hit that." You hold your fingers out for the blunt, making Elijah chuckle. Placing the blunt between his lips, he lights it and takes a hit himself before handing it to you. He blows out the smoke through his nose while digging through some drawers to find a shirt to wear.

You take a few puffs from the blunt as you watch him slip on a black tank top that quickly hid his abs and all of the scars he got from work.

The black tank and sweatpants combo.

Oh, that was dangerous

"So, I hear you're a Red Riot fan. Am I everything you thought I'd be?" Elijah questioned with a small smirk on his face. He lied down next to you with his hand behind his head, holding his other hand out for the blunt he passed to you.

"You're everything and more! Ugh, I wish I had something for you to sign." You sighed before passing the blunt back to him. You were going to a pro-hero party, of course, you should've brought something for him to sign!

"I could sign your hand or something? Lots of people ask me to sign random body parts." He laughed and sat up next to you, the weight of his body making the bed sink in a little.

"Have you ever had to sign someone's ass or tits before?" You spoke bluntly, the mixture of weed and alcohol giving you the buzz you've been asking for. The low R&B playing in the background completed the calm atmosphere of his bedroom and the glowing red lights made it spicier.

"I've signed a few breasts before, but never gave anyone an ass signature. You wanna be the first?~" Elijah joked and laughed it off, but you took his words a little too seriously. Standing up, you move in front of him and grip the bottom of your dress.

"Could you..? If you want.." He was shocked to see that you were serious but didn't leave you hanging. Reaching over to his nightstand, he picks up a black sharpie.

With a deep breath, you lift your dress to reveal a red laced thong you forgot you were wearing. Taking another puff from the blunt, Elijah steals a glance downward before gesturing you to bend over his lap.

"Lemme sign that ass then, shit!" Elijah let out a deep belly laugh as you bent over his knee and you felt him grope and squeeze your ass first.

"I like this color on you, by the way.." he spoke again while hooking a finger under the thong strap, pulling it back and then letting it slap back against your skin with a 'thwack' sound.

Elijah writes 'Red Riot' in cursive on your left ass cheek then adds his number underneath it. This was something he rarely did with women among his fan base, but he liked you. A lot.

If you'd let him, he could play with your ass and thong all night. The way it jiggled every time he moved his knee made his dick twitch and it looked so soft, soft enough to want to bite it. He licks over his sharp teeth before speaking again.

"Look, earlier when you were dancing on me? That left me kinda... you know.."

"Bricked up?" You say, deadpanning while looking back at him. He chuckled nervously and nodded his head to your blunt remark. With both hands on your hips, he helps you stand up straight again and his hands trail down to the back of your thighs, gripping the soft skin there.

"You wanna help me take care of it..?" The way his voice dropped made you squeeze your legs together and the grip he had on your thighs? He acted like you were his and in a way, you were.

For tonight, at least.

Biting your bottom lip, you nod your head, and a blush that no one could see rose to your brown cheeks. You sit down on his lap with your back facing him and he reaches around to spread your legs with his hands. Elijah passes the blunt back to you and intended for you to keep it this time. He was about to get busy, anyway.

Moving your thong to the side, Elijah cupped his hand over your pussy and lightly flicked his middle finger over your clit, making sure to smear your wetness all over it. Your body made the tiniest movements in response to his fingers teasing you and you let out a little moan because of it. You felt his other hand slide up your body to grope your breast, giving it a gentle yet firm squeeze.

"What's your name, honey? I forgot to ask, my bad.." Elijah slurred his words into the nape of your neck, leaving small kisses and gently nibbling on the skin. He wanted to bite it so bad, but he had to go slow for you.

"Hng—Y/n...i-it's y/n.." You replied as you moved your head to the side to give him more room to kiss on your neck. Picking you up, he lays you on the bed with your back against the sheets and he helps you take the rest of your dress off, leaving you only in your red lace thong, which didn't last long. Elijah, activating his quirk, hardens his finger and hooks it onto the last piece of clothing you had on before ripping it off of you. Now, you were sprawled out naked on Mr. Riot's bed with a blunt in your hand, which was truly a wish come true. From where you were, you could see the print in his sweatpants and good god, was he big!

Elijah wasn't one to rush into things right away, he liked to stop and admire, and right now, he couldn't get over how good your body looked in his bed. Licking your juices from his fingers, he thought of every little thing he could do to your body and it all made him even harder, he didn't know where to start.

"Do me a favor? Get on your hands and knees fa me instead." He spoke and you obeyed, putting the blunt out on the ashtray on his nightstand before turning over on your hands and knees. You had no idea what he was trying to do, but you felt a hand press down on your back, signaling you to arch your it, and you do. Reaching around underneath your abdomen, Elijah wraps his arm around your thighs to keep you from going anywhere.

"You ever had your ass eaten before?" He asked while spreading your ass with one hand, making your pussy crack a personified smile.

"N-no.." you say quietly, too embarrassed to say anything else. Smirking, Elijah kisses your hyperpigmented labia.

"Let me be the first then~.."

He says before burying his face in your ass, swirling and licking all over your puckered hole. You gasp in surprise at the strange new feeling, but you didn't complain. Instead, you moaned into the sheets as you let your favorite Hero do what he wanted to you. You could feel how wet and slimy he made it with his tongue, spreading your ass even more to have easier access to your asshole.

After making it all nice and wet, he moves his tongue lower to your dripping wet pussy that was currently clenching around nothing. You wanted him to play with it, wanted him to abuse your leaking hole but you had to be patient. Your toes curl and your back arches even more after feeling his tongue poke and prod at your clitoris and you move your ass back against his face, needing to feel MORE from him.

"Oooh~.." you groan, the pleasure coursing through your body and his fiery touch making you go insane.

"I-..I-..mm!~" you tried to form a complete sentence but the feeling of Elijah's thick thumb slipping inside of your ass caught you off guard.

"Bumboclat! this pussy is so fuckin' pretty~.." He growled into your cunt, slurping and sucking at you like a starved man. His teeth gently nip at your clit which was followed by a long swipe of his tongue afterward. This goes on for a little while longer with him switching between your ass and pussy repeatedly, that was until he decided you were ready for him now.

Elijah let go of you before rolling you back over on your back, the look of pleasure on your face making him smirk.

"You ready, honey? I know I'm big, but I'll be gentle with you, okay?" Your body was burning up at this point and you didn't care how big he was, you just needed him inside of you. Grabbing a couple of pillows, he places them underneath your head to make you more comfortable before climbing on top, the obvious tent in his pants poking your inner thigh.

"If I get tuh' biting you too hard, baby, let me know." He stated while removing the black tank top he had just put on earlier. With one hand by your head, Elijah pulls his sweats and boxers down to his mid-thigh with his other hand just enough for his cock to spring out. He wasn't lying about being big.

The hyperpigmentation on it made it look so pretty with a little reddish-pink color dusting the tip of it. It was veiny, too! Glistening from all the pre-cum surrounding the head of it.

He rubs his thick cock against your pussy a few times before slowly and carefully inserting himself inside of you, the tightness around his dick making his teeth clench and eyes close.

"Fuck, you're tight.." He whispered while he hovered his body over you, his chain dangling in your face. You gripped his shoulders and dug your nails into them as you felt him sliding in. The stretch was insane, you've never had anything this big before!

"We're gonna do half, for now, sweetheart. Don't want you—hng—getting overwhelmed.." He groans out before kissing your forehead, stopping halfway. His thrusts were slow and precise, giving you time to adjust to his size before he got serious.

The way you clenched around him made his head spin and with every thrust, you sucked him in even more.

"Fuck—I know what I just said, honey, But I gotta put it all in..”

Elijah presses his chest against yours, careful not to put all of his weight on you, and thrusts inside of you, making you moan and scratch up his back in response. You felt so full and you could've sworn you saw a bulge in your stomach. Damn

"There you go, baby," he started with a grunt as he began to move again, thrusting into you with a lot more vigor now,

"You're takin' me so well, sweetheart~.."

You were barely able to keep your eyes focused on him as he rocked your entire body along with the bed, the headboard bumping into the wall over and over. Your moans were like music to Elijah's ears and made him more determined to keep going.

The two of you were panting hard like dogs and the room smelled of sex, weed, and liquor. He had thrown you into various positions, getting deeper inside of you each time while successfully hitting your g-spot. From the back, side, front, he never missed!

Now, he had you bent over on the bed with him grabbing your arms and pulling you back on his dick, his hips thrusting into you harder, faster, and rougher than before. A white, creamy ring formed at the base of his cock as he continued to slam his hips into you. You were at your wits end with this man, too drunk on cock to do anything except feel, and Goddamn did he make you FEEL IT.

"I'm..I'm gonna c-cum!~" you managed to mewl out with tears of pleasure prickling at the corners of your eyes. Letting go of your arms, Elijah places both hands on your lower back to keep you arched right before drilling into your pussy as hard and as fast as he could, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoed throughout the room along with your moans and screams.

"Come on, baby, cum fa' daddy.." he growled in ecstasy as the tip of his cock repeatedly kissed the opening of your womb. Without any warning, Elijah puts you in a headlock and continues ramming into you until finally, with a loud groan, empties his balls deep inside of you. Your eyes roll back and your body shakes and trembles after you reach your orgasm with him. His huge balls twitch as they empty themselves inside of you.

"Gah damn.." Elijah shuddered with his dick still inside of you. He gives your ass a love tap before pulling out of you.

"You can sleep here if you want, and I-.."

He stopped talking after hearing the soft sounds of you snoring and he couldn't help but smile. Kissing your forehead, he tucks you into his bed with him right beside you.

"It was nice meeting you, y/n.."

[tamakishoochie]

Reader putting Tamaki in a reverse mating press, his nails clawing at your calves while you bounce on his fat cock with his legs over your shoulders.

“You like this position, don’t you, honey?~” You purr, not expecting a clear response from the moaning mess underneath you.

“f-feels so….fuckin’ good!~” Tamaki’s voice quivered, his face as red as a tomato.

His eyes were fixed on the area where you two were connected, watching as your swollen pussy slams itself down on his dick

“Don’t stop, p-please!~”

Tamaki begged and never in a million years would you stop this ride. With your hands behind his knees, you push his legs down by his head, completely folding him as you churned your own insides with his dick.

“Gonna—fuck—make a mess all over you, baby. Your cock is insane!”

Regardless of how dominant you were right now, you couldn’t keep your composure. The way his dick pressed against your g-spot each time you slammed yourself down on him made you see stars.

A creamy, white ring had formed beautifully around his cock while the plap plap plap of your ass echoed throughout the room you two were in.

“M’gonna…c-cum so fuckin’ hard for you~..”

Tamaki managed to pant out, trying to keep his eyes from crossing. Placing your feet flat against the bed, you bounce your ass in circles for a while and without warning, your orgasm hits you.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!~”

Your gummy walls clench around his throbbing cock, sucking him in even deeper. This was just enough for him to empty his balls inside of you, painting your walls deliciously with his warm seed.

I was in a silly goofy mood so I wrote this 🙂

[tamakishoochie]

Part 1

Read part 2 here

18+, MDNI

Word count: I forgot my dudes lol

THIS IS A BLACK BNHA FIC‼️

DONT LIKE? DONT READ MF‼️

"Alright ladies, I'm back from the mall with some items I need you to try on!”

Yanni exclaimed excitedly as she tossed the bags she held on the bed the three of you, Yanni, Monique, and yourself, shared. You all grew up together, went to the same school, and graduated together, so it made sense to move in with each other. You could all afford to buy your own beds, but you, along with your two roommates, enjoyed the cuddling.

"Aht, now you gotta tell us what you have planned," Mo said, eyeing the shopping bags hard while you sat next to her with a straight face. Knowing Yanni, it was probably another night out at a club.

"Okay fine. Y'all know Dynamite, right? The Hero? Well, he invited me to his homie's house party tonight and I'm taking my two favorite girls with me."

"Dynamite? We're supposed to believe that YOU know him and he knows you..? Girl..." You gave her the 'your deadass?' look before rolling your eyes and waving her off. Yanni had a little crush on the Hero for a while now and somehow he magically knows her all of a sudden?

"Really? How do you know Dynamite?" Mo asked, arching a brow at her friend and Yanni smiled in response with a little blush on her golden-brown face. You placed your thumb under your chin and thought about her words for a while until it finally popped up in your head. With a hand over your mouth and wide eyes, you start to shake Mo's shoulder with your other hand.

"YOU'RE...FUCKING...DYNAMITE?" Mo made the 'OOP' noise right before the three of you squealed like school girls. 

"Now how did you get his mean ass to notice you?" You skeptically asked with your arms crossed. The man stayed with a scowl on him and of all people, why DYNAMITE? The dude was mean and cold to everyone, even his girl fans.

"That's a story for another time! Now hurry up and try on these clothes, we gotta party to go to tonight." Yanni spoke before going to the bathroom to freshen up her makeup.

"I'm gonna go get y'all some jewelry, I'll be right back." Yanni says while applying another glossy coat of lip gloss as she makes her way towards the door again.

"Why can't we use your stuff? You have more than enough." You say with a hand on your hip and Mo nods her head in agreement.

"Y/n you still owe me a 50K pearl necklace and Mo, you lost my favorite diamond choker. I'm not lending you two bamsee-holes anything else." Yanni says before leaving through the door again. Both you and Mo look away at the same time, biting both of your fists in embarrassment. You forgot about that pearl necklace incident. Reaching into one of the bags, Mo pulls out a brown leather dress that came with black and white spotted thigh high heels.

"Oh, these are cute!" Mo chirped happily as she glanced over her outfit for tonight. You could always count on Yanni to keep her girls looking like baddies. With a lazy grunt, you reach over to the other bag before pulling it over to you. Reaching in, you take out your assumed outfit and squint with puckered lips. It was another leather dress that looked as if it would go all the way down to your shins. Something you could barely move in.

"Now how am I s'pose throw ass in this?" Tossing the dress to the side, you look in your bag again to see if there was anything else to wear. With that big of a smile on your face, thankfully there was. You pull out another dress from the bag and your eyes lit up because you knew you could make something shake with this. It was an olive green dress with decorated holes on the sleeves and both sides of the dress. The fabric was soft like leggings and with the type of ass you had??? They might as well call you thunder booty! With a glance at the clock, you get up to start changing.

"What time did she say the party started, Mo?" You asked and she shrugged so the two of you squeezed into the bathroom together to change just in case. It was 10:30 PM already, so you assumed it would start around 11:00, and knowing Yanni, she wouldn't tell you the time until it was last minute.

   ~~~~~~~~~~TIMESKIP~~~~~~~~~

"Alright now, girls! Is your makeup done? Is your hair done? Jewelry on?" Yanni called back to you and Mo as the three of you stepped out of her Bugatti that was parked outside the gates of what looked like a mansion.

"I gotta do my lips real quick since we barely had time to get everything else done, damnit." You mumbled as you dug in your purse for your gloss. As you applied, you could hear music blaring from within the large house, the song "Buss It" making you dance a little in the seat. Afterwards, you climb out of the car and walk up to the gate where a HUGE group of people waited just to get inside. Yanni led you and Mo to the very front, ignoring the complaints from the crowd, and tried walking past the security guards but they wouldn't let them through.

"Hello? I'm Yanni Aoyama, the model?? Let us through." The guards shook their heads and continued to stay in y'all's way. 

"I know Dynamite, he's the one that invited us," Yanni spoke and pointed back at you and Mo. The two guards looked at each other and laughed.

"We've heard that one before, princess. BACK OF THE LINE!" The guard yelled and that was when you heard a loud, deep 'AYE' from within the gates. Looking between the bars of the gate, you could see Kendrell Bakugo, better known as Dynamite, walking down some steps shirtless with a Hennessy bottle in his hand. His cuban link chain and studded earrings sparkled from the moonlight. Intense, blood-red eyes glance over to Yanni then at the guards.

"Didn't I say if a blonde walks up in this bitch like she owns the place, to let her in? Let my girl in and stop fuckin' with me." His voice dropped a couple of octaves and that made the guards finally let you three in followed by a 'yes sir, sorry sir.' You watched as Yanni ran up to Dynamite, kissing him on the lips before hugging him. So she WASN'T bull shitting earlier.

"Look, I wanna introduce you to my friends." Yanni chirped as she brought him over. Dynamite nodded his head to both you and Mo.

"Remember I told you about Mo, the one who was obsessed with Cellophane? And Y/N is the one that liked Red Riot." Yanni explained to him and he smirked while wrapping his arm around Yanni's shoulder.

"So you like Cellophane and you like big homie, Red Riot?"

He took a sip from his bottle before continuing,

"You're their type, you know? Told 'em to look out for a couple of girls like you. My guy, Cellophane, likes big-headed women." He points to Mo who blushed from embarrassment and from the fact that she could potentially be with someone who appreciated her forehead size :(

"No disrespect, ma, you're still cute though. Look at Rihanna, her head is big as hell but she's still fine as hell, too." Yanni gently yet firmly jabbed his side with her elbow, signaling for him to stop being mean. Again, what did she see in him?

"And you, you're decent. For Red Riot, at least." He snorted from his corny joke and you rolled your eyes. Boo🍅🍅🍅you were throwing tomatoes at him in your mind.

"You ain't skinny-" Yanni pinched his earlobe hard and he cursed under his breath from the pain. It's crazy how she's the only one that could do that without being blown up.

"You didn't let me finish, fuck! Look, you're not skinny, but that's a good thing. Red likes the chubby, thick women. Especially ones with attitude." He sips from his bottle again, eyeing you hard.

"Anyway, all the Heroes are inside in a dance circle. You'll find the bastards in there." You nod and head your way to the front doors of the mansion with Mo at your side.

"You coming, Yanni?" You flip your hair over your shoulder before looking back to see Yanni having her neck attacked by Dynamite with kisses and bites. Oh, she was getting some action later.

"Come on, Mo, let's get inside." The closer you got to the doors, the more you could feel the vibrations through them from the music being loud as hell. The song '10 Bandz' had just gone off and the song 'Look At Me Now' started to play. Opening the door, you walk in with Mo right behind you and your eyes adjust to the colorful lights flashing everywhere along with what looked like smoke coming from a mini fog machine. You didn't expect anything less from a hood-ass house party. There were red cups and bottles everywhere on the ground and the whole place smelled like weed and sweat. Pretty sure you found some panties and bras too.

"Mo, if niggas get to shootin' we're running out of here like tomb raiders. Do you understand?" You playfully made a running motion in place and the two of you giggle at the joke that could very much happen at things like this. Dynamite was right though, there was a dance circle going on and a large one too.

"You wanna get something to drink first or see what's happening in that circle?" You asked Mo who was looking around nervously. She was watching out for Cellophane.

"Drinks it is, then!" You cheer while guiding your friend to the bar where two people were making out. You ordered a glass of water and something strong for yourself. You needed a buzz to start dancing and acting a fool. You wouldn't remember it either way tomorrow. All of a sudden, the music stopped playing and everyone got quiet. Looking up, you see a man with a black mullet standing on the second floor with chains dangling around his neck. He wore a black wife beater and yellow sweatpants. Looking down at the crowd, the man who goes by Hasani Sero, better known as Cellophane, started rapping lyrics to a song loud enough for everyone to hear.

I got yo' bitch in a headlocc,

fucked on that bitch, then I sped off

Hit the gas, lookin' for red dots?

Cellophane asked as if the lyric was a question to be answered. He sipped from his red cup and smiled after getting the reaction he wanted. The crowd all yelled out in unison, screaming 'HEADLOCC' right before the song 'Headlocc' by Yella Beezy started playing right after and everything got loud again. That was one hell of an entrance. You looked over at Mo and saw her fidgeting in her seat and slowly sipping her water.

"There goes your man, girl~.." You tease Mo and she gulped while watching Cellophane make his way downstairs to finally join the party, his head bobbing to the beat of the music. Out of the entire squad, Cellophane had to be the finest. Well, the second finest. Okay no, he was the third because Big M was fine as hell too. But something about Desmond...UGH, they were all fine.

The only one that stood out the most to you though, was Elijah. Better known as Red Riot.

God, that man DOES things to you, even now you could feel the butterflies in your stomach just from thinking about him. He was tall, standing at a good 6'7, so you would have to look up at him. That man was swole and he looked so strong! Not to mention the tattoos he had. Those turned you on. The chain he wore, the locs, his lips, AND OH LAWD, the GRILLZ he wore! Red Riot was finer than fine. You take a sip of your drink and look around the room. It was lit tonight, even though you weren't the party type. If it had been someone else telling you there was a party tonight, you wouldn't have come at all.

"Alright now, imma need all the baddies in this mothafucker to get in the circle and show daddy electro what you can do!" Yelled Desmond, better known as Chargebolt. He sounded drunk from how he slurred his words through the mic. Right before he passed out, though, the song 'Get Low' began to play and you couldn't resist the intro to the song. The drink you had earlier started to get to you and the song was a CLASSIC banger.

"Come on, Mo, let's pop our puss-" you looked back and saw no one there. She must've gone along without you. You squeezed and moved your way through the crowd to find a good spot to dance in until someone bumped into you who was dancing a little too hard.

"Aye, watch it-" you began but then realized who it was.

"Oh hey, I found you again!" Yanni spoke loudly to make sure you heard her over the loud music. Grabbing your wrist, she drags you towards the front of the circle.

"Mo's in the center of the circle and she's dancing on Cellophane! You gotta see!" You two made it to the front and there she was, moving and shaking her ass on Hasani, who looked like he enjoyed it. With every movement she made, he would follow along with his hips up against her ass. Sigh, your second girl was gonna get some action later, too. You cheered for Monique as she continued to dance on her celebrity crush. The quiet girl was throwing ass, who would've thought.

"OOH, I love this song!" Yanni giggled while swaying her hips to the intro of 'Have Mercy' by Chloe that played next. In the mixture of people, Yanni managed to have a little space of her own to start dancing to the beat of the song, her hips wining in all directions. You respected and went by the girl code, so you instinctively went behind Yanni to make sure no one would even THINK about coming up behind her. With the liquor still in your system, you decide to start dancing too, right next to your friend. The two of you laugh and hype each other up as you both throw some ass! Yanni made it bounce and you threw yours in a circle and you had fun while doing it.

The next few songs came and went and you had eventually taken off your heels because they were KILLING your feet. Sitting down with another drink in your hand, you watched Yanni dance with Kendrell and the look on her face made you smile. She deserved to be this happy all the time. You were about to call it quits and let her know you were ready to go, that was until you heard the all too familiar 'MM MM MM MM MM MM LEMME TALK TO 'EM' of the next song playing. Apple. Bottom. Jeans. A hood classic! Downing your last drink, you make your way towards the center of the circle with Yanni and Mo right behind you. Y'all were here to fuck it up on the dance floor! After the beat dropped, you dropped it to the floor twerking low to the ground with Yanni and Mo screaming as they cheered you on.

"What yall know about this?" You say jokingly, trying to impersonate an old man. You were having so much fun that you didn't even notice a certain pair of red eyes staring you down hard. At the 'shawty got low' part, Yanni and Mo and every other person made their way down to the floor before slowly bringing it back up again. Right in the middle of the song, Hasani and Elijah themselves, the tallest dudes in here, make their way to the center. The 'Entertainers' that everyone loved at every party. The two were goofballs, but they knew how to keep a party going.

"THAT'S WHAT I TOLD HER, HER LEGS ON MY SHOULDERS..." Yelled Elijah after being handed a mic to sing along with the rest of the song. He shook his red locs and bobbed his head violently with Hasani as he continued. Hearing his deep voice rapping the lyrics made butterflies invade your stomach again. He was so HOT.

To keep everything cool and calm, you continued to dance with Yanni and Mo, ignoring the tall man at all costs. Well, you tried to at least. You were getting into it again and didn't even notice someone was approaching you. Mo and Yanni noticed and motioned for everyone to make a new circle around you and the man behind you. You didn't understand what was happening until you felt someone bump roughly into you from behind, almost knocking you over.

"Gah damn! Watch it! You're not trying to fuc-" You turn around to give the person a piece of your mind until you see who it was.

"-k me.."

Elijah smiled a sharp, toothy grin and showed off his grill and dimples as he gripped your hips and pulled you back against him.

"Show me what ya' got~.." He says, a little demanding, but you give him exactly what he asked for. You danced on him and you twerked on him and he was catching it ALL. His hips moved in sync with your ass and you could low-key feel something else rubbing against you, but you decided to ignore it for now. You look around for your friends but you can't see them. You were alone on the dance floor throwing it back on Red Riot.

[tamakishoochie]

Fuck Buddies ‘Till The End

MDNI, 18+

CW: dolls, creampie, knife play

Word count: 🗿

A/N: Blair is a horror OC of mine, based off the Blair Witch Project👍🏾

Chucky!Bakugo x Black!Reader

“Oh, very funny Blair.”

You mumble underneath your breath after opening a package your best friend sent you for your birthday. Inside of the box was a beat-up-looking Good Guy Bakugo doll that had about three stitches on its face.

“When I said I wanted a sex doll for my birthday I didn’t mean this. It’s fuckin’ creepy.”

Dolls were never really your thing, even as a little girl because of how eerie and weird they looked. Looking closer at the doll’s face, you examine its features. It was a cute doll, handsome even, but it still creeped you out for some reason.

“Well, until I figure out what to do with you, you’re staying in my closet.” You say while standing up from your kitchen table and making a beeline to your room. Afterward, you come back to indulge yourself in some of your birthday cake.

Birthdays weren’t as fun to celebrate anymore, so you decide to just go ahead and call it a night. You were tired anyway and had dinner planned with your boyfriend tomorrow so you needed beauty sleep. Following your shower, you brush your teeth and slip your bonnet on before heading back to your bedroom.

The sound of something falling in your closet stops you from climbing into bed and you go to check it out, only to find that the doll was holding a pair of your panties in one hand and a knife in the other.

“That’s...strange.”

You cautiously take the knife from the doll first and then your underwear. A shiver runs up and down your spine because you felt something was off. Taking the knife back into the kitchen, you place it back in the knife holder and go straight to your room again. When you get there, you slowly open your closet again to make sure nothing else was out of place. What you saw made your heart jump up in your throat.

It was your doll alright, but he was taller, WAY taller, almost hitting 6 feet. His eyes were glowing red and a malicious grin grew on his plastic face.

“Hi, I’m Katsuki. Wanna play?~”

With a quickness, you close your door as fast as you could but he was faster and stronger than you, easily shoving the door back open with one hand, making you fall over. You watch closely as the freakishly tall, ash-blond doll pulls another knife out from his back pocket.

“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t gut you like a fish right fuckin’ now?”

His voice was gruff and deep and it strangely sent butterflies to your stomach and made your coochie twitch. The doll moved closer to you, impatient for your answer, and you backed yourself up on your bed.

“My birthday… it’s my birthday today..” You mentally facepalmed after letting that leave your mouth. Killers don’t care if it’s your birthday. You were a goner.

To your surprise, he stopped right in front of you and he looked as if he’d just had an idea.

“Your birthday, huh? I can’t hurt a dame like you on her birthday, that’d be just plain rude..”

Licking his lips, he places his knife between his teeth before grabbing your thighs and pulls you to the edge of the bed. With that same knife, he cuts your pajama shorts off, revealing your panties to him.

He wasn’t very patient, already tonguing your pussy through your underwear and teasing your clit with his teeth. You gasp and close your legs, but he forces them open with strong hands.

You moan out with your eyes closed, focusing on nothing but his mouth. If your panties weren’t drenched before, they were now.

Bakugo trailed the tip of his knife up against your inner thigh, sending shivers up and down your spine, until he reached the hem of your underwear, ripping those off as well.

The heat from your sopping wet cunt against his face made something snap inside of him. He folds you, lifting your ass in the air, knees touching the bed on either side of your head, so that you were looking up at him as he ravaged your pussy.

You whimper after watching him spit onto it right before diving in, giving your pussy long, rough licks. He stares you down, never breaking eye contact with you while shaking his head from side to side, tongue deep between your gummy walls and his nose pressed firmly against your clit, making tears of pleasure prick at the corners of your eyes.

When he finally lets you go, a string of saliva connects from your pussy to his lips. You panted heavily and noticed the large bulge in his overalls.

“Y’wanna undo them for me, sweet thing?~ It’s getting kinda tight in this~..”

You scramble to your hands and knees, fumbling with the buttons until you could get them loose. They drop to his ankles and his size makes you want him inside of you even more. You reach out to it, but he slaps your hand away.

“Nuh uh, maybe another time. Right now, I’m makin’ you my bitch~..”

He makes you turn around, pushing your face into the mattress with your ass up for him. Reaching around, he shoves his middle and ring fingers into your mouth before inserting his cock inside of you, stopping halfway.

“Fuck, you’re tight, baby~..” Gripping your hip firmly, he shoves the rest in, making you see stars. Your moans were muffled by his fingers while he gave you rough hip thrusts, hard enough to rock the entire bed.

“O-oh, oh fuck..wai..” You reach behind and place your hand on his hip to try and make him slow down, but he wouldn’t. Instead, he pins your arm against your back. You didn’t even try to struggle, the pleasure from the tip of his dick kissing your womb and his balls slapping against your clit made you forget about the situation you were in. He loved the way your juices gushed around him, so warm and slippery.

Leaning down against your back, he puts you in a headlock, making you immobile. He nips at your earlobe before whispering in your ear.

“That boyfriend of yours don’t fuck you like this, does he? Who’s making this fuckin’ pussy cream, huh?~”

You were too dumb and cock drunk to answer any of his questions.

“Plea..c-cum..cumming..” You manage to cry out and that only motivated him to go even harder.

To keep his shirt from getting in the way, Bakugo holds the bottom of it up with his teeth. With both hands, he presses you down further into the mattress with his thumbs placed over your cute back dimples. He growls out a quick ‘Come on’ while pounding into your pussy ruthlessly, inching closer to his orgasm.

“There it is, fuck!~”

After a few more hard thrusts, you feel him spill his nut inside of you and he clenches his teeth as he feels your gummy walls clamp down around him, the two of you sharing an orgasm.

Both of your fluids puddle and mix with each other underneath you.

With you still on his dick, he lifts you up and nuzzles the nook of your neck with his nose, his hand gripping your throat gently.

You went through at least two more rounds with him until he couldn’t get anything else out of you.

You had to remember to thank Blair later for the gift

[tamakishoochie]

Three is Never A Crowd

18+, MDNI

NSFW

Word count: 🚶🏾‍♀️

Jason!Tamaki x Black!Reader x Mirio

“Are you sure about this, Mirio?”

You asked your jock boyfriend who insisted that the two of you sneak away from camp to mess around in the woods.

You were sprawled out on a sleeping bag underneath him while he mounted you behind some bushes with your legs thrown over his shoulders.

“Everything’s fine, babe! It’s just the two of us here, I promise~..”

He reassured you while rubbing the tip of his cock against your pussy lips, making the warmth in your cheeks spread. It was extremely dark out tonight and the two of you were a long way from camp, which means he brought you here to be as loud as you want.

Nobody would be able to hear your screams of pleasure

“W-well I just think that-..”

You were interrupted by Mirio’s cock shoving itself deep inside of you, bottoming out in one go. The moan that escaped your lips echoed throughout the forest, alerting nearby animals and making them scatter. With your head thrown back, he takes the chance to attack your neck with love bites and kisses.

“Just relax and focus on this dick, baby. I’m gonna take care of you~..”

He gave you the same smile that made you melt every time before leaning down close to your face and capturing your lips in a heated kiss filled with nothing but passion. His thrusts were slow and rough at the same time, making your entire body rock with his movements and his hands groping anything that jiggled.

It wasn’t until he started speeding up when you heard a twig snap.

“Did you hear that?”

You whispered to him while scanning the area around you but your focus wavered because of his warm tongue teasing your brown, sensitive nipples. Your back arched, pushing more of your tit into his mouth.

“It’s probably just another animal. It’s fine..”

He wasn’t paying attention at all, too lost in the feeling of your gummy walls clenching and pulsating around him.

You hear something rustle a couple of feet away from where you guys were and you knew you weren’t the only ones out there.

“Mirio, listen! I think we’re being watched. We need to head back to camp, NOW!”

You spot a dark figure behind a tree and you point at it frantically. Realizing just how freaked out you were, Mirio finally looks behind him and sees the exact same figure you’re seeing.

“Hey there, you lost?”

Mirio asked the stranger with his cock still deep inside of you and your face gets hotter with each passing second. This was so embarrassing.

As the man got closer, you could see that his face was covered by an old hockey mask, but the glint of his bloodied machete was what caught your attention.

Something about the stranger behind the mask was off. He was standing there awkwardly and avoiding eye contact with Mirio.

“A-are you guys...done? I kind of need to, you know….kill you when you’re doing this..”

Your terror slowly died down after hearing his voice. It was soft and shaky like he was nervous and would rather be anywhere else but here.

“Kill us, huh? Well I guess we are pretty vulnerable right now.”

Mirio gazed down at you and a dirty thought came to his mind. You squirm around as you feel his cock twitch and pulsate deep inside of you.

How could he possibly still be hard in a situation like this?

“What’s your name?”

Mirio asked the stranger, making him jolt a little from the surprise question. You tap on Mirio’s abdomen, confused about what was happening right now.

“It’s Tamaki, b-but I’m here to-“

“Well Tamaki, since you’ve been watching the whole time, how about you join us instead of killing us?”

Both you and Tamaki look at Mirio in disbelief. He was serious too with the cheekiest smile on his face. You could almost see the blush through the killer’s mask.

“Come on, it’ll be fun! We can both make her cum and I’ll even let you fuck her, if that’s alrght with you, y/n?~”

Mirio suggested, his eyes looking directly into yours.This wasn’t smart at all and you knew that, but something about being fucked by a machete wielding murderer awoke something strange inside of you.

Nodding your head, you agree to the plan and shiver after you feel Mirio’s cock pull out of you, his cock nice and shiny with your slick dripping off of it.

Tamaki just stood there mesmerized by your naked, brown body and the way you held your legs open shyly for him made his own cock twitch.

After a while, Tamaki finally accepts the offer, removing his tattered jacket and shirt before moving on to his pants. You noticed his bulge before but bit your bottom lip after witnessing what he was packing.

You watched as he moved himself between your legs with Mirio right behind him and his throbbing dick pressing up against Tamaki’s back.

“You don’t need this, either~..”

Mirio purred in Tamaki's ear before slowly lifting his mask, revealing just how red his face was. It was cute to you.

“Do you really have to b-be this close?..”

Tamaki questioned Mirio as he positioned his cock to your awaiting pussy, a shiver running up and down his spine after feeling his hot breath against the back of his neck.

Mirio reaches forward and places his hands on your knees to keep your legs spread.

“I gotta make sure you’re fucking my girl right~..”

Your eyebrows furrow just as the tip of Tamaki’s dick pushes past your folds and every inch is engulfed greedily.

Tamaki’s whimpers were music to both you and Mirio’s ears. He’s never felt anything like this before.

You, on the other hand, failed to keep your composure after being filled up with cock. Eyes already crossing with saliva running down the side of your mouth. Tamaki’s timid nature didn’t match his body or size at all. He was huge!

Mirio whispered directions into Tamaki’s ear while spreading his ass with one hand and aligning his cock to his puckered asshole with the other.

Using the juices from your pussy that still coated his dick, he slips inside of Tamaki with ease, the tightness of his ass making Mirio clench his teeth and curse underneath his breath.

Tamaki’s eyes widen in surprise and a yell escapes his lips. He wasn’t expecting that at all.

“What, you thought I’d skip out on the fun?~”

Smirking, he gives Tamaki a hard thrust, making him accidentally thrust into you and all three of you moan in unison.

With Mirio mounted on top of Tamaki and Tamaki on top of you, it gets steamy behind the bush y’all were fucking behind. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as Tamaki fucked into you, the stretch driving you insane and the contour of a bulge poking through your tummy visible with every thrust.

For a killer that’s been racking up bodies for years now, Tamaki was extremely vocal, but you didn’t blame him. Not only was he being fucked in the ass by your boyfriend, but his cries of pleasure also came from your gummy, warm walls squeezing and sucking him in even deeper, his tip kissing your womb over and over.

Mirio places a hand between Tamaki’s shoulder blades and gently pushes his body against yours more before gripping his hips firmly.

“Good shit, Tamaki! You’re making her really-..hng-..feel it~..”

Praised Mirio as his own thrusts gradually became more erratic and rough. He was close. You all were.

Tamaki lets out another cry before latching his mouth onto yours, kissing you sloppily with his brows furrowed. His tongue swirls against yours and you reciprocate the action before reaching behind to grab handfuls of his ass, spreading and kneading the flesh with your fingertips.

“I-I..I can’t take anymore..I’m gonna-..”

His vision begins to blur as ribbons upon ribbons of cum flood your cunt and you aren't too far behind him either, crying and releasing screams of pleasure as you squirt on his cock, both of your juices mixing together and pooling around your ass.

A few more hard thrusts from Mirio and quickly joins the two of you in pure bliss, hips stuttering and jolting forward as he nuts deep inside of Tamaki’s ass.

Your legs tremble and you mewl after Tamaki pulls out and a geyser of cum pours out of your ruined pussy. After Mirio pulls out of Tamaki, he places you between him and the man that had originally planned to end your lives tonight.

“See? He was just sex deprived, that’s all.”

[tamakishoochie]

Zoo AU been on the dome lately

SOOOO….

Word Count: 3791

CW: animal hybrids :3

Part 1

Tamaki is the U.A zoo’s one and only snow leopard hybrid. His fur is a greyish-white gradient with black spots on his neck and back and an extra bushy tail to match. The hair on top of his head was a dark purple that blended well into the fur of his scruff.

As a hybrid male for his species, he grew up to 8.5 feet, not including his tail, and weighed about 265 lbs. He was found and rescued from the snowy mountains of the Himalayas when he was just a cub, the zookeepers assuming that the mother was run off by poachers. Since then, he’s been living at the U.A zoo with an enclosure all to himself.

Because of how slow his species ate, Tamaki was fed once every three days(it literally takes snow leopards 3 to 4 days to consume prey) and spent most of his time sleeping or hiding out in the cave that was built for him.

Tamaki was a shy, introverted creature who rarely came out of his hiding place to greet the guests that visited the zoo, to their disappointment.

“Every time we come here the thing’s always in its cave! Can’t you make him come out?” A snobby woman complained to Taishiro while he was in charge of the tours.

“M’sorry mam, but snow leopards like our best boy Tamaki here are timid creatures. We can’t make him do anything if he doesn’t wanna.”

Huffing, the woman taps a finger against the glass of Tamaki’s enclosure to try and lure him out.

“HEY! CAN’T YOU FUCKIN’ READ?” shouted Tetsu as he walked by the small group of people. Pointing to the large sticker on the glass, he reads it aloud.

“No tapping the glass, it makes Tamaki nervous! MOVE ALONG!”

He muttered a few curses underneath his breath as he walked away to tend to his duties. The woman was taken aback by how rude he was but Taishiro just shrugged it off.

“Let’s continue the tour.”

Kirishima enters the side door of the large enclosure with Tamaki’s lunch for the next three days slung over his shoulder. The large, red-headed man places the dead ibex on the ground before whistling.

“Yo, Mirio! Times up buddy. We’ve got other animals that need emotional support from you!” He called out and a large Golden Retriever hybrid pup peeks out of the cave before trotting over to him. Kirishima tosses a bacon-flavored dog treat to him, which he gladly accepts.

“T-times up already? But I was in the middle of grooming him..” Tamaki’s voice was muffled by his own tail that he held in his mouth. To this day his caretakers couldn’t figure out why he did that. Maybe it was comforting, like a human child who clings to a teddy bear. Who knows.

“He gets bathed and groomed every night, I promise.” Kirishima chuckled before sending Mirio on his way.

“Now, I’ve brought your dinner so whenever you’re ready to eat, go for it!”

Kirishima gives him a sharp-toothed smile that somewhat eased Tamaki’s nerves. He wasn’t exactly his favorite caretaker, but Tamaki appreciated him nonetheless.

“Permission to boop the snoot?” Kiri asked with his hand already stretched out. Tamaki didn’t know when this weird ritual started, but everyone seemed to love ‘booping’ his nose.

“Fine..”

Tamaki sniffs Kiri’s hand a little and with a swift motion, he pokes his cold, wet nose.

“Booping successful!” Kirishima cheered. Not wanting to invade Tamaki’s space any longer, he waves him goodbye before exiting the enclosure without another word, leaving the hybrid confused as per usual.

The sun began to set and the guests have all left, which means Tamaki is now out and about within his enclosure. Rolling around, playing with the purple ball his caretakers gave him to keep him busy, and munching on the ibex Kiri left for him earlier. He was a lot more active at night though he wasn’t your typical nocturnal animal hybrid.

As he gnawed on the flesh of his four day dinner, his ears twitched at the faint voices coming from the other side of the glass. It was Taishiro and Nemuri, two of his favorite caretakers.

They were talking amongst themselves before looking in his direction with a worried look on their faces. Tamaki cocked his head to the side.

“Just look at him, Taishi! I don’t think he’s ready to have a mate yet..”

“He’s well over sexual maturity, though. He tried mounting Mirio just the other day!”

They both look at Tamaki again and earn a low, affectionate chuff out of him.

“I already called Shiketsu, said they were willin’ to hand her over as soon as tomorrow.”

“You don’t think he’ll...be aggressive towards her, do you..? I know they’re very territorial..”

Taishiro places a hand on the small of Nemuri’s back, guiding her back to the staff room.

“Territorial with other males, yeah. But he’s never been around the opposite sex before. We’ll just have to wait and see.”

[tamakishoochie]

Flesh

18+ ‼️MDNI‼️

CW: gore(just a little bit), cannibalism is mentioned, NSFW

Word count: 👩🏾‍🦯

Leatherface!Dabi x Fem!Reader

You knew better than to go out camping on your own and now you were hanging from a meat hook by some rope a maniac tied your wrists with.

The maniac in question was right in front of you, busy with chopping up some unlucky, random stranger on a wooden table with a cleaver.

You look around for anything, anything at all that would help you out of this situation, but you couldn’t find a single thing. You were stuck there

“H-hey…hey..” you spoke out to the man after he pushed the mangled and bloodied body onto the floor. You were next on the chopping block.

The man looked over at you, sticking his cleaver into the table viciously. He wore a tattered black suit and mask made of…human skin??

You shuddered as he made his way over to you, ready to take you down and place you on the table.

“Before you kill me, don’t you think I should see my killer's face? Who am I gonna tell if I’m already dead, right?” You hoped that worked as you swayed on your tippy toes, inches away from him.

You heard him scoff underneath the mask and watched him trudge towards the door, locking it. You had nowhere to run now.

Grumbling, he places his hands on your sides, ready to take you down from the meat hook but he ends up running his hands up and down your curves and you take notice.

Both of his thumbs trail the hem of your thong peeking out from your low cut shorts. That simple action sends butterflies to your abdomen.

“You wanna see my face? Wanna see how fucked up I look? Fuck it then..”

He slides the mask off and your eyes widen at his features. His icy blue eyes scan your face for any sign of you being frightened.

“Ooh, I didn't think murderers were cute nowadays~..” you coo at him, catching him completely off guard. He didn’t expect that answer from you.

“Are you dense? I could kill you right now without having any second thoughts..”

He sneered up at you as you continued to dangle from the hook.

“Then why am I still hanging here?”

You stumped him because he began to contemplate. Why WAS he still keeping you alive?

His gaze makes it back to you, then down to your chest and stomach. It was like he couldn’t get enough of you, but had trouble putting it into words.

“You seem interested in my body. You’ve…seen a woman’s body before, right?..”

“Of course I have, right before I chop ‘em up into little pieces.” He smiled sadistically, but you deadpan.

“No, I mean have you ever made a woman feel good before? If you let me go, I can make you feel good too~..”

It’s been a while since the man had any sexual action and your offer was quite tempting.

“Dabi..” He says while lifting you off of the meat hook and places you on your back by the edge of the bloodied table, to your dismay.

“..what?”

After cutting the ropes from your wrists,, Dabi goes around the table so that he can stand right in front of you with his bulge right in your face.

“My name…it’s Dabi. Now, you’re gonna be a good girl and suck my cock~..”

With no further questions asked, Dabi unbuckled his belt eagerly, whipping his dick right out through the slit of his boxers, and tapping the tip against your glossy lips.

The tip of his cock was a raging red with veins pulsating all around it and a little bit of precum running down the side.

You also noticed that he had some piercings decorated underneath it. You’ve never seen such a pretty looking cock before.

“Open.” He demands and you willingly do so, opening your mouth wide for him.

You feel something metallic enter your mouth and something being clasped against the back of your head.

He had placed an open mouth gag on you.

“Just to make sure you keep your teeth to yourself~..”

Dabi placed both of his hands on either side of your face before ramming himself down your throat, smirking as he watched the contour of his dick appear from within it.

Tears prickle in the corners of your eyes while you try to control your gag reflexes, but they end up failing you in the end.

He pulls out only for a short period of time before going right back to fucking your throat. His warm, firm hands lift your crop top up and over your chest, tweaking your hard nipples with his thumb and forefingers.

“God, your throat is squeezing me so much~..”

Dabi groaned out, thrusting violently into your mouth with his balls slapping against your forehead.

“Get it all nice and wet for me~..”

Your gummy walls clench around nothing just from his words and husky voice. Who knew things would turn out like this?

As Dabi continued to fuck your throat, he eyed your clothed pussy like a predator eyeing its prey. Hooking his thumbs underneath the hem of your shorts and thong, he slides them off and you help him by lifting your legs up. He then proceeded to admire your entire body.

The contrast between your brown skin against his pale hands mesmerized him. You were gorgeous, but he wasn’t gonna let you know that. Hell, you probably DID already know it.

Your own spit mixed with some of his precum began to dribble up your face while Dabi gave you a few more face poundings before finally pulling out and a string of saliva connected the two of you together. He unhooks the gag and flings it on the couch made of bones and chicken feathers.

“On your hands and knees. Now..”

Panting, you do exactly what he says and get on your hands and knees with him smacking and grabbing your ass in the process.

“Fuckin’ hell, and to think I was gonna kill you. Why didn’t you tell me you had all this ass back here?”

Your face gets hot and you can’t help but to moan after he gives you a nice, long lick against your asshole. He makes sure to put a lot of spit on it before inserting his thumb inside, making you squeal.

“Atta’ girl~..now hold still..”

He aligns the tip of his cock to your entrance before shoving it all in at once, clenching his teeth and groaning from how tight you were.

You bite your bottom lip and grip the edge of the table.

The pace in his hips was slow at first, admiring the way your ass jiggled with every little move he made. This was what he needed, to get his dick wet every now and then.

His pace gradually increased, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing throughout the eerie room. Dabi pushes his thumb even deeper inside of your ass, completely entranced.

Flipping you on your side, he sucks on his thumb before viciously rubbing your clit from side to side. Your toes begin to curl and your walls clench around his fat cock every time his tip kisses the entrance to your womb.

He was so rough yet so gentle at the same time?

You feel the knot in your abdomen start to slowly become undone as you inch closer to your orgasm.

Hovering his face over yours, he bites your bottom lip hard enough to draw some blood but the pleasure was so intense that the pain was drowned out.

Without thinking and because you were too drunk on cock to process what you’re doing, you bite his lip back, causing him to hiss in pain but he didn’t seem angry. He only smirked and gave you a sloppy, rough, and bloodied kiss.

Dabi’s breathing began to hitch and his hips stuttered as he neared his release. Forcefully gripping your face with one hand, he makes you look at him while he continues to bully your cunt.

“Fuck, you’re gonna stay with me, yeah? Keep me..-shit-..entertained? This pussy feels too good to let go~..”

He tried to sound demanding, but it sounded more like a plea. He was lonely.

Placing your hands on his cheeks, you shake your head rapidly.

“I-I wanna stay with you, wanna please you everyday!~ AH!~”

Your body shudders violently as your orgasm hits you like a truck, squirting and coating his cock with your slick.

He holds you close, grabbing a handful of your hair right before cumming deep inside of you, coating your gummy walls.

After pulling out his now softened cock, he watches as his nut oozes out from your hole.

“I’ll convince the others to keep you around and to not put you on the menu for now. No promises though.”

Yes, promises were made because he wouldn’t let anyone touch you, not even NEAR you.

He gave you protection while you helped him lure more victims to his farm <3

[tamakishoochie]

Mina’s Body

18+

MDNI

CW: NSFW, Gore (eventual smut in part 2)

Word Count: 1112

Based off of Jennifer’s Body, this is a Succubus!Mina x Reader fic

“Hey, braceface!”

Mina called out as she approached you with her posse right behind her. Looking up from the book you were reading, you push your glasses back up on your nose with a small, shy smile.

You roll your eyes at the nickname, though.

“The braces are coming off next week, so you won’t get to call me that anymore, dweeb.” You responded as she giggled at your comeback.

“What’s up?” You set your book aside to give Mina your undivided attention.

If you were to shout to the world telling everyone that Mina Ashido was your best friend, no one would believe you. The two of you were very close ever since you were little girls, but she grew up to be the college campus favorite.

Everyone loved her.

And You?

Well, you were just a common outsider, a geek as some would put it but Mina NEVER treated you differently and that's probably why you developed a crush some time ago.

You just never told her because you didn’t want to ruin the friendship.

“Me and the gang are gonna kick it at a bar later, you wanna tag along?” Mina asked while looking down at you as collective groans could be heard from behind her.

She was quick to give her little group an icy death glare before flipping her pink braids out of the way and shoving her hands into the pockets of her tracksuit jacket, eagerly waiting for your response.

“Uh–yeah, sure. I'm free tonight.” You trailed off in your reply, mesmerized by Mina’s beauty. Any other day she would go all out with makeup, but today she went with a simple, natural look.

Lips lined and glossed over, mink lashes, a waist chain that spelled out her name, and an all-pink matching tracksuit that mostly likely read ‘Juicy’ on the back of her pants.

She was perfect and you knew you needed to be chastized for idolizing her so much.

Mina’s eyes lit up from your answer and a smile spread across her brown face, revealing the tooth gems decorated on her canines.

She holds her hand out to you and helps you to your feet before yanking you closer to her with a hand placed on your lower back. You feel your brown cheeks heating up.

“See you there~..”

A little while later, you find yourself in your dorm room contemplating on which outfit you should wear tonight. Nothing too bland and nothing that would make you stand out more than Mina.

You didn’t enjoy a lot of attention on you anyway.

After a few minutes of trying to figure out what to put on, you finally end up wearing a simple black jacket with a white tee underneath and a pair of leggings that make your butt look good.

Since Mina was all about tits, she’d most likely wear something that would reveal a lot of cleavage in hopes to get free drinks from the bartender.

Grabbing your sling purse and keys, you make your way through the door, locking it behind you.

Mina had previously sent the location of the bar to your phone and DAMN was it a long walk! If you knew it’d take this long you would’ve called an Uber.

Not only that, but the stupid GPS on your phone was really shitty.

“I should’ve said no..” you sucked your teeth, stopping in front of an alleyway to call Mina. To your surprise, it went straight to voicemail which was strange because that girl was always on her phone.

“Oh come on, Mina..” You dial her number three more times before finally giving up. Kirishima was a friend of both you and Mina, so you decide to call him instead.

After a few rings, he finally picks up.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Kiri! Um, this is y/n. Can you tell Mina I got lost on my way to the bar. I’m at-”

He interrupts you,

“Mina left like an hour ago, y/n.”

Confused, you asked him why but he couldn’t give you a straight answer.

“I don’t know. She had a few drinks with us before leaving with some guy. Sorry.”

Sighing, you tell him that it was alright and that you’d see him in class tomorrow before hanging up.

Who the hell invites someone to hang out then bails before the guest even gets there?

Mumbling underneath your breath, you pull your hood up on your head as the air gets cooler. It was already dark and you didn’t want to stay out here any longer.

You dial Mina’s number again, hoping she’d pick up this time, but stop once you hear wet and weird squelching noises coming from behind you. You turn around to face the dark alleyway and listen closely to make sure it wasn’t your imagination.

The unfamiliar slurping sounds made a shiver run up and down your spine. Things were starting to get eerie and you didn’t like it.

You didn’t know why, but your legs made you move closer to the sound.

You squint your eyes to try and see better since there wasn’t much of a light source anywhere besides the dim light poles that were further down the street.

With a trembling hand, you switch on the flashlight from your phone and shine the light on whatever it was that was making those god

awful noises.

You wish you hadn’t because what you saw horrified ou.

It was Mina, but her back was facing you and it looked like she was eating something, which explained the noise. You were about to say something until you felt your stomach drop from what you assumed she was snacking on.

There, on the ground in front of her, was a dead man with half of his face eaten. One of his eyeballs was missing and the other was hanging out of its socket.

His lifeless body shook and jolted from how violently Mina ripped pieces of his flesh from his corpse that was surrounded by a pool of his own blood.

“M….M-M-Mina…? W-what...?”

Your body froze after she slowly turned to you. It was Mina alright, but her mouth…

The sides of her mouth were ripped open and she had long, sharp teeth that were covered in blood. The entire front part of her outfit was drenched in blood and the whites of her eyes were pitch black.

She looked demonic

“Y/n..?”

You shriek in terror at the sight, dropping your phone and turning on your heel before booking it right back to your dorm room. You didn’t know WHAT you saw, but you weren’t gonna stay and ask questions.

[tamakishoochie]

Feel It

18+, MDNI

CW: NSFW

Word count: 🧍🏾‍♀️

Grudge!Sero x Reader

“O-oh god, Sero, you’re killing me here!~”

You whine while tapping on his thigh repeatedly, but he doesn’t budge. He gives your swollen pussy another long lick, making sure to brush his tongue piercing firmly against your clit, before tightening his arms around your waist to keep you from falling.

Sero had you in a vertical 69 with your thighs wrapped around his head, making his nose dig deeper between your pussy lips.

“One more~…give me one more and then I’ll stop, I promise~..” He mumbled into your cunt which made your entire body tremble.

This all started with that weird tape you watched for movie night. You got a phone call right after the film ended and the person on the other end mentioned something about ‘7 days’.

You didn’t understand then but now you do and here you were, getting eaten out by a sex deprived demon.

For a blood thirsty spirit, Sero sure knew how to make you feel good. His tongue was insane!

He pays close attention to your clit, swirling his tongue against it in a peculiar fashion almost as if he were trying to spell something out.

He then trails his tongue from your clit to your entrance, flicking it in and out repeatedly. Your toes curl and yet another loud moan escapes your plump lips. His slimy tongue finally meets with your puckered asshole, winking at him periodically.

His bulge was poking your face and you could feel it throbbing through his sweats.

“The bed…get on the bed, we can finish there..”

You mewl just as you feel his tongue insert itself inside of your ass. He puts you down with a smack of his lips before laying on his back on your bed.

You help take his sweatshirt, not wanting to get it dirtier than it already was, then you sit yourself on his face. Sero doesn’t even give you time to adjust before his tongue is shoved right back in your ass, making you squeal and grind your ass against his face.

Hooking your thumbs on the hem of his sweatpants, you slide them halfway down, just enough for his cock to fling out. Your pussy twitches from the sight of it, a nice length with some fat to it.

He groaned when you wrapped your lips around his dick, sucking on the tip gently before taking the rest. The way your throat clenches around him makes him shudder and buck up into your mouth, making you gag.

He wraps one arm firmly around your waist before inserting his thumb inside of your ass while using his tongue to fuck your cunt. You moan around his cock, but that makes him go completely feral.

Holding you down with one arm, Sero starts thrusting up into your mouth with vigor, hitting the back of your throat over and over.

“Fuck…fuck, fuck!~…”

He chanted again and again, never showing signs of slowing down or stopping. The lewd sound of you choking on his dick damn neat sends him over the edge, but he keeps going.

Focusing back on your pussy, Sero sloppily sucks on your clit roughly while gently rubbing your winking asshole with his thick thumb.

You couldn’t announce your orgasm with a mouth full of cock but it was too late anyway. You were already cumming on his face, shaking violently as your ass lifts off of his face from the pleasure being too overwhelming, but Sero pulls you back down against him.

“You ready for my cum, baby? ‘Cuz here it…comes!~”

You brace yourself as his thrusts became more erratic. Closing your eyes, you taste his warm, salty seed spilling into your mouth. There was so much that you couldn’t swallow it all, almost choking and making some of it come out of your nose.

After he pulls out of your mouth, the rest of his cum spurts out on your face and you lay there, dazed and sweaty.

“I know I said I’d stop after this, but let’s go again~”

His stamina was insane.

“Oh, fuck off and go back into the tv!”

[tamakishoochie]

Demons to some, Angels to Others

CW: BDSM, NSFW

18+ MDNI

Word count: idfk

The next few fics I post are from my Horror AU from my old blog. Enjoy 👯‍♀️✨

Pinhead!Aizawa x Black!Reader

You were a hobbyist that collected anything and everything horror related. From GhostFace’s infamous scream mask to Chucky’s notorious pair of Good Guy overalls. If you’ve seen it, you most likely had something that came from the movie. Recently, however, you discovered the horror film “Hellraiser” for the first time, and it did not disappoint! The storyline, the characters, it was all perfect! You didn’t know why, but in a sick and twisted way, you found the Cenobites strangely attractive. Was it the monster fucker side of you?

Perhaps..

But anyway, after witnessing the masterpiece that was ‘Hellraiser’, you decided to search for the main object that stood out the most in the film: the Lament Configuration Box

You needed that little box to complete your horror collection, and you wouldn’t eat or sleep until you had it. Carefully taking your bonnet off, you retwist your Bantu knots, slip on your favorite (insert favorite horror movie) tee shirt, throw on a pair of sweats and slides before grabbing your purse and making your way towards the front door of your apartment. There was a comic shop not too far from where you lived that also sold figurines and collectibles, so you started your search there.

As soon as you step foot into the shop, you head straight to the back towards a mini section of the shop labeled ‘collectibles’. You were on a MISSION.

You skim through the many items they offered, searching and digging from shelf to shelf, but couldn’t find the item you were looking for. Sighing, you trudge back to the front of the shop and right before you walk out, your eye catches the very thing you’ve been looking for placed right next to the cash register. The cashier was in the middle of giving another customer their receipt when he saw you practically run over to him. The look of pure obsession and desperation on your face creeped him out.

“Hello, um, is that box for sale?” You peeked over the counter at the box, eyeing it as if you were a predator eyeing its prey. Your eyes dart up at him, waiting for his answer.

“Uh, well, no. It’s for display only-“

“I’ll literally give you my entire wallet.” You deadpan, holding up your tattered, brown wallet in your left hand and the box you snatched up in the other.

There was a weird glint in your eyes that made the man shudder.

“You know what? Just take it…”

You smile and bolt out of the store with the box in your hands. Finally, it’s yours!

After making it back to your apartment, you plop down on your couch and waste no time in trying to solve the small puzzle box.

You spent the entire evening trying to solve it, a twist here, a little rotating there, and BOOM, you were stumped… AGAIN!

Your eye began to twitch from how annoying this was starting to get.

“Come on, bro…”

You tried solving it again for the 6th time and there was a click from the box, signaling that you did something right. With a few twists here and there you finally solve the damned thing.

“FUCK YEAAAAHHHH!” You scream out in victory, raising the box in the air as if to say ‘fuck you’ to a non-existent being.

Your little 5 minutes of triumph is interrupted, however, when your entire apartment starts to shake. Looking around frantically, you watch as your belongings fall from their respective shelves.

“What the hell is happening?!”

You quickly get down from the couch and crawl underneath your coffee table.

“This has to be an earthquake…”

You assume, bracing yourself for the worst. Right then and there, your floor began to crack open with smoke emitting from the large cavity that’s been created in the middle of your apartment.

A man emerged from the newly made portal and you could feel your heart drop to your ass. Other than the fact that he looked like he worked as a dominatrix, the thing that stuck out the most to you were the pins lodged in all over his face.

His eyes and hair were coal black and his skin was a pale, ash-blue color. With the bags under his eyes, he appeared to be sleep deprived.

You cover your mouth with one hand, trying not to make a single sound so that you wouldn’t give away your position.

“I know you’re here somewhere, you summoned me, after all..”

the man spoke, his voice deep and gritty.

You were shitting bricks from how absolutely TERRIFIED you were, but you didn’t want to wait for this stranger to find you.

Slowly, you crawl out from your hiding spot and you make sure to keep an eye on him.

“Who..”

You started to speak but the fear in your voice would be too easy to identify.

“Who are you?..”

The man stared you down HARD, his gaze never wavering. The two of you maintained eye contact for a while until he finally spoke again.

“I like to think of myself as an explorer in the further regions of experience. I may be a demon to some and an angel to others..”

You blink stupidly at his response. WHAT?

“Okay…but do you have a name?”

The man, rubbing the stubble on his chin, paced around your living room while a dark, disturbing aura surrounded him.

“My last victim gave me an interesting nickname. Pinhead, is what they called me, but if I can remember correctly, my real name…is Aizawa.”

He took a couple of steps towards you, making you back up in response.

“Why are you here?”

Aizawa points to the very thing you’re clutching in your trembling hands.

“Because you solved the lament configuration box. I’m here to take you back to my domain and torture you for all eternity.”

Looking down at the box, you look it over a few times before putting your focus back on Aizawa. He’s gotten dangerously close now.

“But I don’t understand, it’s just a stupid puzzle box!”

“No, my dear, it is a means to summon me. I came so now you must come with me. Taste the pleasure I have in store for you, please~…”

With an outstretched hand towards you, he beckons you to come a little closer to him with a small smirk on his surprisingly handsome face. The scar on his upper right cheek didn’t help either. You were a sucker for scars.

“Is this some weird sex thing?” You accused, pointing rudely at him.

“First you wanna torture me and now you want me to experience pleasure with you! You’re a total sadist, dude..”

Taking his hand back, he stares at you curiously. A sadist? Is that what he is? Hmm..

He didn’t know what it was, but something about you made his heart thump a little harder. He could tell you were gonna be defiant, real bratty, but he knew how to deal with people like you.

“You won’t be coming with me then, I presume?”

Aizawa concluded while you sat back down on your couch with your arms crossed.

“Not a chance, Pinhead.”

Oh this was going to be fun

“Suit yourself~..”

You smirk, thinking you’ve bested the BDSM demon but then you feel something wrap around your wrists. Before you can even process what was happening, you’re being hoisted up and suspended from your ceiling, swinging around and being supported by a weird looking scarf. The material was wrapped around your waist with your arms tied tightly behind your back.

“Wha-“

“You stay right there. There are certain...items…I need in order to tame that attitude of yours~..”

Aizawa gently slaps the side of your cheek before disappearing back into the same portal he crawled out of. You were left hanging there in your living room, legs kicking to keep yourself from spinning around.

A few hours later, he comes back with a large, latex duffel bag and a sadistic smile on his face. Placing the bag down on your coffee table, he spins you around so that your ass is facing him. With large, calloused hands, he hooks his thumbs on the hem of your sweatpants and pulls them down along with your panties.

Heat began to rise from your neck all the way up to your cheeks.

“What are you doing? I-I’m a virgin!”

You blurt out in hopes to cease whatever the hell he was planning.

“Do not worry, I’m not here to deflower you, little one. All you need is a little..correcting..”

Licking his lips, Aizawa kneads the brown, smooth flesh of your ass in his hands. It’s been centuries since he’s felt the skin of a woman and his cock twitched just from the very thought of leaving scars and bruises on you.

The sick and twisted being inside him was barely being kept down. He didn't need anything more than to screw that perfect, tight pussy until you were unable to say your own name, yet you had to be taught a lesson first.

He began to dig in his duffel bag, rummaging around through the many ‘correcting’ items he had stuffed in there. You, on the other hand, continued to run your mouth absentmindedly, not knowing you were in for a rude(maybe even pleasurable?) awakening.

“Ah, this will suffice.”

Aizawa muttered as he pulled something that resembled a belt out of the bag. Your eyes widen after you realize he was being serious about this. A little spark started up inside of you and your heart thumped loudly.

For a while now, you’ve been trying to find someone to do this sort of thing with, but couldn’t find anyone. This might be a one in a lifetime chance to indulge in your kink, even if it had to be with a sadistic dominatrix demon.

“Jokes on you, I’ve been wanting to do something like this. In fact, this was all apart of my plan. I have you exactly where I want you.”

You spoke to the demon confidently as he tucked his fingers over the buckle to ensure the metal wouldn’t strike you.

He wanted to hurt you, not harm you after all. You were far too interesting to harm. For now, anyway.

“Is that so?~..” Aizawa was intrigued at your sudden boost of faith. He was gonna have fun with you.

“Yep. I can take whatever you’re giving.” You smirked, clearly bluffing, but you wouldn’t let him know that. You were too stubborn.

You continued to run your mouth while Aizawa tilted his head to the left a bit to get a good angle on your ass. God, he’s never seen a woman with an ass like that in AGES. It was a good thing too, just the right amount of fat to keep him from hurting you TOO badly.

“And another thi- OW FUCK!” You were cut off by the black, leather belt striking you hard against your ass. You swung slightly from the impact with your head hanging forward, gasping out a sob.

“Aw, what happened? Cat got your tongue?” Aizawa hummed before digging in his bag again before pulling out a small, slender vibrator out from his bag and slipping the cold object inside of you. It slipped in easily because of how wet you already were. Heat rose to your cheeks from embarrassment.

“That fucking smarts..” you mumbled, and swallowed. You weren’t going to break so easily, though.

“L-like I was saying-HNG!!” You bit your bottom lip hard as he gave you another lash on your other ass cheek.

“Sorry, can you repeat that last part? I didn’t quite catch it~..” Aizawa flipped on the vibrator and your thighs clenched together immediately.

“I wonder how well you can speak with a mouth full of my cock. Keep it going, little one~..” he rubs the already former welts on your ass with his cold, large hand while he snakes the other one down to unbutton his pants.

You could hear the zipper of his pants being undone and you quickly looked down between your legs, seeing his massive cock just dangling there.

Aizawa took notice.

“Like I said before, I’m not gonna fuck you. My word is bond, I assure you.” He gives your ass a few loving kisses before making his way around to face you. Lifting your head up, he makes you look him in the eyes. His cold, black eyes.

“If you need a break, just let me know, okay?” His voice sounded so serious, as if he actually cared about your well being.

You give him a nod, but then another smirk spreads across your face.

“For the record, you hit like a bitch~..”

You saw his eye twitch before giving you a genuine laugh. Who knew demons were so whimsical?

“You know, you ought to watch your mouth, sweetheart..”

Grilling a handful of your kinky curls, he sighs after releasing a few more giggles.

“That’s alright, I’ll watch it for you~..”

With another wack from his belt against your ass, you scream out and suddenly feel your mouth being filled. You felt the tip of his cock prod against the tight muscle ring of your throat, but he was not satisfied with just that. Another loud, hard smack and your scream opened your throat just enough for him to push farther forward, making you choke.

You were only three-fourths of the way down his shaft but he wasn’t going to stop there.

[tamakishoochie]

For as long as Aoyama could remember, Bakugo has been rude, mean, and vicious towards her and the other lionesses within the enclosure— leaving Kirishima to apologize for any feelings the blonde, maned brute may have hurt.

Only a few lionesses were brave enough to willingly cuddle with him during the night hours because of this while the others cuddled with Kirishima instead.

But recently, Aoyama has been noticing some…changes. Instead of completely ignoring her or giving her ‘approach if you dare’ glares, he rubs his head against hers now and then walks off as if nothing happened. Not only that, but he’s been following her around, sharing his meals with her during mealtime, and other acts of affection.

Confused by the sudden change of attitude, she speaks with Zookeeper!Koji about it. Chuckling, he simply tells her that he’s been trying to court her