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[lexsssu]

Embrace (Totsumoto Yuushi)

TAGS: Yuushi/F!reader, pregnant sex, lactation kink, pregnancy kink, smut, drabble Ao3 ver. | Ko-fi | Commissions (OPEN)

“That’s it, sweetie…Just keep your hands around me, aight? Don’t worry about a thing and lemme do all the work.” 

Considering his rotten luck throughout the years, Yuushi never thought he’d be the type to settle down. Most of his romantic life prior to meeting you consisted of porn mags and renting DVDs or the rare one-night stand that was only just that…a one-night stand. 

The last thing he expected was for an angel like you to pick his dirty and drunk ass off the gutter, feed him a warm breakfast, and send him off with a bento to-go alongside your number.

He’s not complaining though.

Why would he when he’s fucking you dumb on his cock as your milk-filled tits and swollen belly jiggled with every thrust he made?

Just seeing you lose yourself all because of him as you clutched him for dear life fed Yuushi’s ego…and only got his dick harder if that was even possible at this point. Then again, how can he not when he knows that he’s the one who put that little bun inside of you?

And don’t even get him started on his almost unhealthy obsession with drinking from your breasts or even just squeezing them to see your nipples leaking with fresh milk.

Totsumoto Yuushi is a sick man.

But as long as he’s YOUR sick man, he doesn’t give a flying shit about whether or not he may or may not be completely and utterly obsessed with you and your body.

[plan3tstarr]

NSFW YUUSHI TOTSUMOTO HCS (lady k and the sick man)

Yuushi Totsumoto is the type of person to talk you through it while looking you in the eyes. Telling you “you’re doing so good” and js utterly praise the fuck outta you while describing how you would be a good mother and good you would look pregnant while giving you long and deep strokes inside of your pussy.

Yuushi Totsumoto is the type of guy to discuss new sexual ideas to spice things up in bed for you and him to get creative and try new stuff while also clinging on to old ideas such as toys, bondage, etc

Yuushi Totsumoto is the type to make you a creamy wet mess while teasing you, leaving you crying and begging for more tryna keep up dominant act but secretly is ready to give you the best dick ever for round 2 , just want to hear you beg for it because it turns him on.

Yuushi Totsumoto is the type to fuck you constantly just to get a child. Tracking your ovulation days, following tips from online, going as far as to fuck you on your cycle just incase. And don't think when you get pregnant he'll stop. He'll keep fucking you each day until that baby pops out

Yuushi Totsumoto is the type to leave marks all over your body, visible and non-visible to others and starts smirking when he hears others making comments on because he didn't want you to cover them up

Yuushi Totsumoto is the type to give you the best aftercare ever. Caring for you, running a bath, getting whatever you need and ending it off with a cuddle to bed

Quick A/N: I have a smut ver. of him + k coming soon so stay tune!! Well be uploaded on my ao3 account as well

[crybaby-bkg]

cw: mentions of being on birth control, mention of maybe getting pregnant, scent kink

have you guys ever heard of like…..being attracted to someone’s smell which means you’ll pair together really well??? and there have been cases where people get off birth control and it intensifies the smell and either makes it completely unbearable or even fucking better for the person??? okay THAT but with Bakugou…….,,,

you’re on birth control for whatever reason, and you’ve always pretty much liked his smell. it’s always been distant scents of caramel, a little sharp twang of spice whenever he comes home sweaty. and usually, you’ll let him chase you around the house while you laugh about him needing a shower because he stinks—but it’s all in jest.

and maybe, after a couple years of being with him, you get off of it for whatever reason—you wanna get pregnant, or it’s not serving you anymore, or you just don’t wanna be on it for any longer. and there’s—there’s a certain shift in the air whenever you’re around him.

you feel like a fuckin cat in heat when you stand near him, always pressing your face against the slickest parts of his skin. your nose buried in his palms, pressing sweet and gentle kisses to the hardened skin.

and Bakugou doesn’t understand what the fuck is going on with you, or why you always want to lay in his armpit, but he doesn’t complain much. even when he catches you huffing his dirty workout tanks and wearing his already worn boxers around the house.

but you can’t help it!! you just wanna bathe in his scent—now slick and honeyed and cinnamon—until you pass out from forgetting to exhale. and you’re such a perv about it that he can’t help but tease you—for licking the sweat from his collarbones whenever he’s on top of you. for inhaling where his scent lays stronger on the skin beneath his balls. for burying your nose in his pits whenever he stretches in the morning.

calls you his sick little pervert, getting off to his sweat, tells you how nasty you are for liking something so depraved. but your shame has abandoned you—all you care about and crave is his scent covering you in every way, shape, and form.

[dejwrld]

streets saying the lady k and the sick man creator is xenophobic

[anxious-copper-wp]

You ever watch a show or movie and suddenly you really want to write a book slightly inspired by it, but suddenly it’s just TO close to said show and you just give up? No? Just me? Okay.

I recently rewatched gravity falls for a tenth time, and I had always loved it but it just hit different this time, and I’m like, either write a fanfic about wit adding your own characters, plan your own story with slight similarities, such as kids staying with their relative in a small town were some weird shit goes down, be all weird a giddy over absolute nothing or just die.

I have this thing where I get really obsessed with a. Story idea and then I go into planning for quite some time but then I give up. I had this one idea were a murder in a boarding school happens and a girl forms a groups to figure out who killed their friend (inspired by a good girls guide to murder.)

And then a story about a ghost boy solving his own murder on a podcast so his family can finally get the closure they need (was originally inspired by the dead boy detective agency.)

Possible gravity falls fanfic coming, DEFINITELY TAKING REQUESTS FOR IT!!! But possible fic coming we’re dipper and Mabel are 16 and return to gravity falls, with my own ocs and maybe I can mix in Amphibia and the owl house, like maybe the pines family and soos and Wendy and all that go on a road trip, get in some sort of accident and suddenly they’re in Amphibia or the boiling isles? Or something like that- it’s gen thirty in the morning and I haven’t slept a wink-

[amusedphan]

the benefits of being mexican and adhd means you're always late to a party (@phanniemasquerade ) 🤪

i'm mando, and i'm half a month from being exactly a decade younger than dan. first mask is a nod to my area of study, second is based off alebrijes. i'm gay as fuck and in an inchresting Situation that is extremely similar to phan except we're somehow not technically together. i started watching dnp (+listening to muse) a decade ago and even did a few phandom meetups back in the day, thought they were cringe for a while, and now i'm back to being cringe <3

i might want to do some music stuff if i ever get off my ass, but mostly i want to get back to writing rpf now that i have dnp's blessing... and to not let whatever i wrote in grade 8 be the only phan stuff i have out there :/

[applepeye]

𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏 𝐌𝐄!

There's this toji fic that I can't seem to find . It was part of a kintober event , from what I can remember, reader was married but her husband killed her inside their house, so a few years later toji moved into the house with megumi ( mamaguro had already died) and reader started acting like a babysitter/ maid there. And after time she and toji started fucking , until toji finds out about the murder and connects the dots that reader is a ghost and was the victim. ( there was also a part where reader's husband now also a ghost, was stalking megumi) so toji decided to leave the house but was able to find reads body in a suitcase at the bottom of a lake near the house, and in the end the buries her in the garden.

If you've read a fic similar to this please tag me 🙏🏽 , I've been looking for it for so long .

[nocaptainonthisship]

Operation Happy Puppy/Mean Kitty

Part 3: Sunshine

(Also titled: Don't ask a barista what the most ridiculous drink they've ever made is. They're going to want to read your fanfic.)

[lexsssu]

Sweet (Totsumoto Yuushi)

TAGS: Yuushi/F!Reader, smut, breeding, impregnation, some plot Ao3 ver.

Iɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴜsʙᴀɴᴅ ғɪɴᴅs ᴛʜᴇ ɢʟᴏᴡ ᴏғ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀʜᴏᴏᴅ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜᴛᴛᴇʀʟʏ ɪʀʀᴇsɪsᴛɪʙʟᴇ.

Totsumoto Yuushi had been down on his luck ever since the recession had forced his former company to let go of him. Applying to other companies also yielded no results, so he was stuck moving from part-time job to part-time job.

However, it wasn’t all that bad.

Before he’d lost his former job as a salaryman, he’d met cute little you.

Soft, fragrant, and probably the sweetest cinnamon roll he had ever come to meet in his entire life. 

You with your saccharine smiles and genuine warmth and concern for some random older man you’d met (he passed out on the side of a dingy alley, having drowned himself in beer after being forced to do some more unpaid overtime).

You could have simply ignored him back then because he would have woken up some hours later with a hangover and got back home relatively in one piece.

But you didn’t.

Out of the goodness of your heart, you managed to drag him back to your own apartment and had him settled on your sofa-bed. Hell, you even went as far as laying a blanket on him and putting a pillow that was softer and smelled nicer than any pillow he’d ever used beneath his head.

“Good morning. I just made breakfast if you’re feeling hungry,” your melodic voice greeted him as he sat up, somewhat disoriented and wondering where the fuck he’d ended up after passing out last night.

But speaking of breakfast, Yuushi feels his stomach grumbling as the scent of freshly cooked rice, eggs, toast, and bacon permeated around the homey apartment. 

“If it’s not too much trouble…” 

“Please, help yourself. I made more than enough to share!”

And for the first time in a very long time, he finds himself sharing a home-cooked meal with someone. Even if you were virtually strangers, he already feels much closer to you than anyone he’s currently acquainted with.

Yuushi goes home with his stomach full, heart warm, and your number on his contact list.

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

Contrary to popular belief, he does not sleep with you the next time you two meet up (which was at a popular cafe where he finds himself mesmerized at the sheer happiness you exuded just from tasting the pastries and one of those creamy, fruity drinks). 

He does his best to ignore the way the thick, white cream decorates your lips before you lick it off with your pink tongue.

Nor does Yuushi sleep with you even after every time you hang out after that.

He doesn’t do anything to break the ‘platonic’ friendship you two share, because he is so starved of human connection that he finds these moments with you more than enough…for the time being, that is.

Besides, how can he even dare to prey on cute little you, when you blushed so prettily when he so much as placed a hand on your shoulder or on the small of your back as he steered you somewhere?

You certainly deserved better.

A dirty old man like himself isn’t worth your attention and affection if you asked him.

But then he loses his job, fails to find a new one, and continuously fails to pay rent at his old apartment.

Just when it feels like his entire world is crashing before his very eyes, there you are again with a hand held out to him.

“You can stay with me for as long as you need to.”

Yuushi doesn’t hesitate, nor does he hold himself back anymore.

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

“I want to impregnate you. Gonna make sure my cock keeps kissing your womb like this.”

With your legs wrapped around his waist and your lower body practically folded in half to accommodate the heavy weight of the older man’s body, Yuushi is as deep inside you as he could be. And just like his words, the tip of his cock keeps bullying the entrance to your womb in this position.

“I'll take good care of you and all the little ones we’ll make, I promise.”

The way your insides practically choke his dick with just a few words renews his stamina, and so you both lose yourselves in a haze of pleasure just before the first rays of sunlight peeked through the blinds.

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

You become Mrs. Totsumoto not too long after, and the both of you move outside Tokyo to manage the strawberry farm you inherited from your grandparents. While your husband does most of the heavy work, especially as your pregnancy progressed, you still helped around with light housework and making different kinds of products with the strawberries you produced.

Aside from the fruits themselves, your humble farm also made strawberry jam, milk, strawberry ice cream, etc. You also had contracts with several businesses, supplying them with your high-quality products.

All in all, business was booming and life was good.

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

At a newly opened inn somewhere in Japan, the new owner received this week’s shipment of strawberries as his otherwordly wife peeked from behind him.

“Ooooooh, this new batch of strawberries from our supplier is especially tasty today! Would you like to try some K-ko?”

[boxwinebaddie]

nina do you ever plan on posting the remainder of pep?

this is nonsensical but this is how i feel ig

[staycalmandhugaclone]

Sorry guys - hit a little bump this week. Nothing too serious overall (it's a me-issue, not a baby-issue), but it's been pretty damn painful, so haven't been able to write much. I'll be started physical therapy and seeing a chiropractor soon, though, so hopefully that'll help. All that's to say, I'm still alive, just got slowed down a bit, but I am working on part 5! Promise!

[realismreading]

Respectfully I think that Pat, Cap and Humphrey would have a podcast together

[cielrouge]

You know...perhaps one of these days I will actually be capable of writing a first draft that doesn't exceed 200K, so I don't have to like...delete an entire whole-ass novel in between when I'm trying to shave done the word count (clearly not the case for this new women's fiction WIP) but I am DONE for now!!!

[moeyes]

𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄!

˙𓆩♪⛧₊˚🎧 ﾟ₊⛧♪ 𓆪˙ moe, she/her, twenty!

currently writing sfw/nsfw content here!

𝗧𝗔𝗚𝗦 ↓

[rastronomicals]

8:12 PM EDT August 25, 2024:

Blöödhag - "Ursula K LeGuin" From the album G.L.O.W. Gorgeous Ladies of Writing (June 6, 1999)

Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm

File under:    Death Metal about Women Science Fiction Writers