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[javiersprincess]

jake def pats ur head often like ur his lil pet

thanks for this im going to kill myself!

[zeeroweenies]

crying throwing up mean!yuuji makes my clit throb so hard. when he was like “or i’ll cum in you” pls my first instinct was to be like ‘please 🥺’

It’s cause you’re submissive n breedable isn’t it🥺?

[sems-diarie]

hi sem its 2:37 in the morning and i just saw this tiktok (tw talk of death) and i went through the comments and now im emotional i just want you to know i genuinely love and appreciate you so so much i literally check your blog everyday bc it makes me happy seeing u just exist from day to day idk why u started writing whether its just bc u were horny or if you started to escape some irl stuff but whatever the reason im so so glad youre here with us whether its u producing amazing content or getting bullied by ur followers its literally amazing that you just exist in the world at the same time as us and if (and when maybe </3) you do ever decide to stop writing i want u to know that i am eternally grateful for the time you did spend here i love u semmy wemmy

[javiersprincess]

ty for tagging semmy wemmy :3 i lobe selfshipping n junk it sparks so much joy

♡ - nanali (lilac x nanami)

♡- aizawali (lilac x aizawa)

tagging: @prettyboykatsuki @ringpop-poppy n anyone else who wants to join :3

couple goals tag game!

Making myself a little selfship aesthetics game because I needed it hehehe.

Gimme your top 4 (or 6 if you need more room) selfships and your couple’s aesthetic bc y’all know you’d behave differently in different relationships N I WANNA SEE IT

Mine are, left to right: fairiwa (iwaizumi x fairy), meiary (meian x fairy), drakry (draken x fairy) and fairygami (kunigami x fairy)

Tagging //if you want to ofc, I know maybe some of you don’t selfship// @seijorhi @bakatenshii @itsleese @delirieum @titan-fodder @terushimooo @8kh @mulberrysilk

[poppy-metal]

i had. a dream ab art. literally all i did was just look at n talk with him (i woke up b4 we cld get to fuck ☹️) but wow <33 ur influence is terrifying thank you

hes so izuku coded semmie u shouldn't be surprised - kind and polite and such a gentleman. wants to open doors for you and get you flowers and make you feel like the most loved girl in the world. if he happens to lose control of his hips sometimes when he's balls deep inside you, well, can you blame him? little pussy is just too tight too hot too wet and and warm sucking and hugging his cock he just goes a bit braindead and pussydrunk and has to fuck - he'll make it up to you though. he loves nothing more really than licking his apologies and devotion into your cunt with his tongue.

a true service!dom through and through - if you don't walk him like a dog and let him make you cum stupid he'll be forlorn <//3

[poppy-metal]

i need steve harrington to knot me

THIS PICTURE

hhhh werewolf steve my beloved :( hes so bashful about you taking care of him. about how feral he gets :(( really no one would expect the pretty boy in tight fitted jeans and clean pressed polos to be an absolute animal in bed. literally.

hes so "baby, you dont have to." and "are you sure?" until hes actually sinking his fat cock into the pillowy softness of your cunt. then its like a switch flips and he groans as he presses his hand down on your spine, until your tummy is flat on the bed.

then its all, "open that hole, baby. let me in" as his throbbing knot presses against the straining lips of your pussy lips struggling to take him inside. his chest hair is warm and soft on your back, pushing you, caging you in, making you take it and giving you no room to run from the pressure push push pushing into you. you have no choice but take him. "fuck." his voice sounds feral and rough when the knot slips in. when the flared lips of your cunt finally spread wide enough to envelope him.

"that's a good fucking pussy."

he never talks to you like this normally. when he doesn't need to breed you. hes all soft praise and worship but when he gets like this its like he just says whatever comes to his mind. its all animalistic and heated and brash.

you feel his fuzzy thighs slap against the back of yours as he starts to fuck you, plunging in and out now. your mind boggles at how much he covers you, how big he is. you're surrounded by him. trapped. you love it.

you feel his lips by your ear as he leans down, hand sliding between you and the bed to grip your throat.

"you like this?" he grunts. "like feeling me crush you into the bed, huh? m'so big, hm? like being under me like a little bunny. getting your little cunt fucked by the big bad wolf."

[poppy-metal]

bothering steve for attention ‘n he hands u his credit card ‘cause he thinks u want money.. no sir pull your pants down.

u gotta start kissing on his neck and whining :(( he wraps an arm around you. "stevie, want you. don't you love me?"

nd he huffs and turns to you, allowing you to climb in his lap. "you're such a brat." but he says it like he loves you, and he does. "you know im busy today, honey."

you play with the soft hair at the nape of his neck, "been busy all day! wont you pay attention to me?" you start kissing his neck, and kitten pawing at his chest, hes so firm underneath his polo, his skin warm underneath the fabric. your cunt pulses as you grind against him, catching the denim of his jeans against your greedy clit.

steve sighs, that soft sigh, that defeated one. his hands squeeze your ass, kneading it. "you're being greedy...." he tells you. "told you yesterday this was important."

you're already trailing your hands down to unbuckle his belt for him. steves hands stop you as you yank his belt through the loops, "baby, stop."

"no" you whine, petulant as ever. "no i want you."

you slip your hand into his loosened jeans to palm him. hes warm and heavy in your hand. hard already. he moans, and his hips flex into your hands before he can help it, breath hitching. his attempts to push your hands off him are futile. his hands move again, one at your hip, the other gripping the back of your neck. he grabs you like a kitten by its scruff.

"god you're spoiled-" he gasps when your hand curls around the fat length of him. squeezing him in your soft hand, stroking up and down the thick length of him. he grunts. grits his teeth. leans his head back so you can lick and bite along his neck some more. "-take me out all the way, baby, come on. want your mouth around me."

you're quick to get on your knees in between his splayed thighs. he lifts his hips to help you get him out of his jeans enough that you can wrap your lips around him, hungry little mouth parting around the fat tip of his cock. warm and sticky. this is what you wanted. his money was nice but this, this was nicer.

"you always get what you w-want, huh." steve cards a hand through your hair. grips it to push you down onto him. your mouth splits so pretty around him, he adores you. "lick me- yeah, baby. can't even be mad, jesus- treat me so good with that little mouth."

his other hand come down to grip the other side of your head.

"stay still for me, honey. you're gonna be my stress relief, okay? gonna use that throat to make me cum."

[poppy-metal]

steve sitting across your chest ‘n fitting his cock in your mouth <\\\\3

thick thighs bracketing either side of your arms, kneeling above you. feeding his thick cock into your greedy little mouth with a, "that's it, baby. open for me-" as his tip slides spongy and wet across your tongue. the rest of him filling you naturally after.

you feel his heavy balls, their soft weight right between your tits. you whimper around his girth as his musk fills your senses, that thick thatch of hair at his base hitting your nose. your nails dig into his meaty thighs, digging in.

his hand cards through your hair, gentle. keeps his pelvis flush again you until you're choking around him before gently flexing back and letting his cock drag slowly out of the wet clasp of your struggling throat.

he groans at the shine of your spit on his reddened dick. your lipstick ringing around his base. the sight enough to make him go crazy.

"you're so good." he praises you, thumb tracing your enflamed bottom lip. he feeds the tip of his cock back into your waiting open mouth. "doin' such a good job- keep it in a little longer okay? breathe through your nose."

you take his advice, letting yourself breathe deeply through your nose as he fills you up again, thick and imposing, seeming to take up every square inch of your throat with his cock.

through your teary gaze, you can see his pretty brown eyes looking down at you. hair mussed and face flushed. utterly in love with you.

"oh, baby." his voice sounds softer now, bordering on a breathless whine as you keep him inside you. throat muscles spasming around him. spit dribbles as bubbles around your split wide lips, dripping down your chin and onto your chest, down to his balls. "gonna make me cum like this. just a little more- yeah. gag on it, its okay- let me feel you. god, you're so pretty."

[poppy-metal]

i saw the words werewolf steve & blacked out i hate u

HE WOULD BEEEE.

he runs so hot....hes so hairy.. just thinking of him squatting behind you on his bed, bent over you like an animal as he cages your hips with his arms, physically dragging you on and off his cock as he ruts into you. heavy sack beating against your little clit, he feels like hes tearing you up inside.

whining and gripping the sheets bc it feels like hes getting even bigger and that's not fair. "its too much." you sob, "steve you're to big, can't take it-"

"shut up." he snarls, huffs as you squeal when he anchors you onto the fat ridge of his cock, right where his knot is trying to bully its way inside. "you asked for this, honey. tried to be good- told you to stay away- but no. you wanted this, wanted to be pinned down under the big. bad. wolf."

every word is punctuated with a thrust into your tight channel, fat knot finally popping into the tiny rim of your pussy. you cry out and steves chest rumbles against your back, thick hair damp against your spine. his voice sounds impossibly deep, growly and rough. "oh that's it, little girl. take my knot- stay down and let me breed this hole- fuck."

[poppy-metal]

love the idea of bein a brat and bein’ possessive all at once with steve (and… izuku).

steve asks you if you love him, thick fingers pressed to the tender, slick walls of your cunt. and you, all teeth, all fang, say of course not!with those lil hearts in your eyes.. so rude, but so obvious with how you lick into his mouth for a kind, little kiss… then absolutely seething when that harlot susan is all over him in the grocery store!

yes, steve knows you love him <33 even when you’re dastardly about it <33

being steves brat is sm that can be so personal did you know.

sometimes he indulges....just a little...smiles too broadly at that dumb cunt flirting with him just to see the way you bristle and wrap yourself around him and sneer at the other women like "hes mine." makes his dick twitch in his jeans.

he loves it best when his little brat digs their little nails into his back when hes got them splayed out later, thick cock pressing into that tight little hole. likes the sting of the drag of them down his flesh and the way you're squeezing around him and whining, "gimme all of it-" digging your heels into his ass to drag him closer. "want it all."

you're so greedy. wont even let him fuck you slow how he wants. so he braces his hands next to you on the bed and starts giving it to you how you want. "take it, baby. s'all yours."

he loves the way you love hearing him say it. how your warm walls clench and your palms scrabble all over him, dragging him down, lips searching for his. "mine." you whine, "s'my cock. my steve. -oh."

"all of it." he agrees, grunting when he pulls his dick almost all the way out, slick and shiny with your juices before plunging back in. "every fucking inch. nobody could take it how you do-"

you lock your legs around his waist, anchor him to you. "uh huh." you babble. "nobody could take this r-ridiculous fucking cock- but me. made for me."

"for your little pussy." he groans, the slap of his heavy balls against you reverberating through the room. same as the clash of the headboard against the wall. his hair falls into his eyes and he flicks it back before he leans down to kiss you, chest hair brushing your sensitive nipples. "fit me like a glove- such a small fucking hole but you take my dick anyway- just like you were made too-"

[poppy-metal]

dilf steve w glasses… need him now.

bouncing on his dick so hard they fog up and start slipping down his nose and he just adjusts them :(( grips your ass and tells you you're such a naughty girl, riding his fat cock in his work chair when you're supposed to be babysitting his baby girls.

[poppy-metal]

listen to me. i’m going to smother u u can’t just drop softcore pornstar steve on me i won’t survive.

hhhhh

slow stroke king steve :((( makes you forget the cameras are even there, spooning behind you, hoisting your leg over his hip so you're spread wide and open. slides in and out of you so deep it makes your eyes roll back. the whole time hes moaning in your ear, "you know why im so good at what i do?" he pants, dragging your earlobe into his hot mouth as he s l o w l y fills you up again on his cock, "because i love fucking tight little pussies like yours. s'never enough."

[poppy-metal]

poppy, steve + stuckage is driving me crazy actually.

okay but imagine reverse stuckage and steve is helpless as you paw off his jeans and boxers and drool all over his cock :((( keeps flexing his thick thighs and saying "you can't- baby, no-"

but you just keep getting him wet with your mouth and tongue. eventually scrambling up to sink down onto him and bounce on his cock </3 steve unable to do anything but clench his fists and throw his head back as your little cunt milks him.

keeps babbling, "oh my god. oh my god, your pussy- we shouldn't- oh god- fuck, fuck dont stop, dont stop bouncing on it, honey, please, baby. please."

[poppy-metal]

steve is the guy you love to piss off huh yeah i know

you look me in my eyes and tell me you dont see tight fitted polo wearing, hands on hips, perfectly put together, dad joke, pretty faced, steve harrington and want to just push his buttons. just ruffle his feathers. just make him flush and shift around and tell you "knock it off." but he's getting hard. steve WANTS to be pissed off.

[poppy-metal]

s’okay ‘cause he’s a brat tamer <3

i tell him i hate him 50 times a day and hes -.- about it.

says "thought you hated me, hm?" when hes stuffing you on his cock and you're mewling for him to fuck you harder n faster :(( at least your pussy knows it loves him, it can't lie. wetting his dick and seeping down his balls.

[poppy-metal]

streets by doja cat 🥺🫶🏽

Steve harrington meeting your eyes across the room at a party. You keep your eyes on his even though the fact that he just downed his shot and licked his lips before pushing off the counter to come to you just made your tummy flutter. Its a game, like who'll look away first, as he braces his arms on either side of your chair to lean toward you, the line "its hard to keep my cool." playing the moment he glances down at your lips. He's got his hair in that annoyingly styled pretty boy way, black blazer, eyes a little dazed from the alcohol, but warm with interest. You know then, that no matter what he says, if its smooth, or the corniest line you've ever heard, you're letting him take you to his bed tonight.