#sorry I'm ovulating

[vendetta-ari]

just got a manicure need to shive my fingers the Patrick Zweigs throat

[sad-littletalker]

Hngggg I want to be squeezed in between his titttttttssssss

[cutebunnybubbles]

PLSSS MAKE IT A SMUT FF WHERE YOONGI IS A SINGLE FATHER WHO WANTS SOME FUN WITH Y/N OR ANYTHING IDC. I'M BEGGIN YOU. HE JUST LOOKS SO HOT IN THESE PICTURES 😩😩

[elutrosop]

[way-too-addicted-to-anime]

Not to be horny on main, but Izuku could break my back like a glow stick and I'd thank him. The best part is that he's so genuinely good that he never would. Blow it out, maybe, but not break it.

unconventional | 1 | midoriya x reader

pairing: Midoriya Izuku/Reader

summary: HeroExpo is incredible, and that’s not even counting the really cute hero fanboy you just met. Well, you think he might be cute under that Deku cosplay. It’s hard to tell because it’s really, really good. Like, too good.

length: est ~13,000 words | 5 chapters

tags: romance, pro hero au, misunderstandings, conventions/fandom culture

warnings: aged up characters, eventual smut

  HeroExpo @heroexpo_official Excited to see more of your favorite heroes? Check out the additions to our weekend line up! http://bit.ly/9iJZ5jt

( ✧Д✧ )ᕗ @jell3_bell3 replying to @heroexpo_official okay but what if u just replaced every slot with an uravity panel

xinju @greenhopp replying to @jell3_bell3 and @heroexpo_official ooh concept: a red riot meet and greet, but instead of shaking hands u get to pet his abs

zennie | commissions open! @jennie_xz_art TBT to last year when I got yelled at by @officialdynamight. May you all be similarly blessed by him this weekend. #HeroX #spicyangriboi

green bean protection squad @bunnnniboi replying to @heroexpo_official they added a DEKU MEETING AND GREET?? you mean i get to see him IN PERSON???? brb astral projecting outta my fucken body

The truth of it was, you hadn’t originally planned on going.

HeroExpo sounded like the perfect thing for a huge hero nerd like you—a weekend packed full of panels, art, meet and greets, and a sea of fans just as wild for it all as you were. There was going to be all manner of food, merch, and even things directly relevant to your major—talks by support techs on building the next generation of hero gear, booths hawking knock off gear, and a hall specifically reserved for support item testing.

It would have been recreational and aspirational, and you had wanted to go for as long as you had known of the convention’s existence.

The issue was that HeroExpo cost money.

Lots of it.

As a college student nearing the end of a very intensive degree, you were not exactly raking in the big bucks, and you frankly had somewhat larger designs on the produce section of the grocery store than you did on HeroExpo. It was a hard draw between shelling out for tickets and eating something slightly more substantial than cup noodles for the rest of the semester.

You’d quite honestly been leaning towards the option where you ate actual food with a shelf life of under three years—especially since you’d recently heard tell of a sophomore who’d gotten scurvy off a semester of pasta and Ritz crackers—and you’d resigned yourself to another year of inattendance. You’d even started to make all the proper arrangements, bookmarking fan blogs and scrolling through twitter to follow people who said they would be attending HeroX so you could experience the event from the sidelines.

And that is when it happened. The patron saint of hero fangirls smiled down upon you, in the form of one very auspicious tweet.

HeroExpo @heroexpo_official Want to experience HeroX for free? Volunteer with our crew and get a free weekend pass! http://bit.ly/f1JX6ty

You had never clicked anything faster in your life, throwing your details into the form at speeds high enough to break the sound barrier. You shamelessly played up your support tech major, volunteering to help with any tech and tooling issues the staff encountered. And if you had also maybe buffed up the weight limit you could feasibly carry, and exaggerated your willingness to work with children, well, that was your own business. Besides, a few hours each day swearing and sweating over merch boxes would be well worth it to get into HeroX.

An organizer had called you within hours—eager college students with tons of enthusiasm and zero labor standards were apparently their target employment pool—and, after chatting with her over the phone and confirming the totally untrue weight limits you had just submitted, you were in.

And that was how you found yourself packed into the convention center downtown, with roughly thirty other hero nerds who, by the looks of them, had also definitely oversold their weight-carrying capabilities. You’d shown up the Thursday before to get your badges, then watched approximately a million hours of ancient work safety videos, detailing the appropriate use of ladders, operation of the trash compactors out back, and the suggested box lifting techniques.

Then they’d set you to work unpacking ten billion plastic chairs, laying out cheap scratchy tables along the hall that would become artist’s alley. You unfurled several hundred meters of line barriers with those retractable belts, and shunted boxes around like the grunt you were. It was backbreaking and totally unglamorous, and you’d started sweating only ten minutes into it.

It all proved worth it, though, when you caught your first glimpse of Red Riot passing through the lobby of the adjoining hotel, chatting animatedly with someone you guessed might be his manager, his bright red hair unmistakable even in his street clothes. Over the course of the afternoon, several other heroes followed, each one of them sending your heartbeat racing with a shocked little thrill.

It reignited the spark of your excitement for the weekend to come, and you’d started hauling boxes and unrolling barrier tape with renewed vigor. At the end of the day, you hauled yourself back to your apartment and passed out in your bed, exhausted but pleased, and excited for the prospect of tomorrow.

Had you known what awaited you when you showed up for your morning shift, however, you might not have been so excited.

Because when you walked into the staff room that Friday morning, a nightmare awaited you.

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[ur-local-angel]

SCREAMING CRYING KILLING MYSELF

[velvetwilde]

Has my panties soaked and dripping

[hawnks]

Having disgusting degenerate pervert sex but he calls it "making love"

[le0ni318]

i need to ride him and hear him tell me 'good girl'

[v1rtualv4mp]

I am lusting over this mf so much imagine them separating then both fucking you at the same time---

[archangeldyke-all]

oh i so badly need to get my face sat on this isn't funny anymore

[greensagephase]

Basically Miguel earth 1223 🤭

DEAR LORD, WHEN I GET TO HEAVEN, PLEASE LET ME BRING MY MAN 🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣

I'm slamming my fist on the desk, foaming at the mouth, clawing at the walls of my enclosure, pulling at my hair, screaming, crying, giggling and kicking my feet !!!!!!!!

KIRA IS BUILT DIFFERENT (and I now know her backstory but...) I WOULD BE FOLDING FASTER THAN A CHAIR IF HE LOOKED AT ME LIKE THAT 🛐🛐🛐

THE SMIRK??? OH MY GOD ---- When I tell you that I felt something, I mean, I felt something. I felt womanly things and I won't elaborate. 🙂 Omg, the way he's looking at us, the smirk, the hair, the confidence, the messed up collar *bites laptop,* THE UNBUTTONED TOP AND PEEK OF CHEST HAIR

I'm trying to be normal rn but failing so hard sjsjsksjks Earth 1223 Miguel... I have feelings for you, sir 😩

Ok, let me calm down so I can show some love to Kira, too!! I LOVE THE SUIT!! I don't think I've ever seen the full suit before, so it's so cool to see more of it!! I love the face/mask part!! I haven't seen anything like that before, so it's very unique. And also, the back design!! Idk if it's meant to look like that, or it's just me, but I love the little heart shape part and how along with the spider legs of her emblem, it looks like a ballerina dancing!! Maybe that's just how it looks to me, but either way, it's so so cool!! 💕💕

Pookie!! I'm trying to focus on NC today, but now with Earth 1223 Miguel... I'm struggling to focus on NC!Miguel!! 🫣

Thank you for sharing this piece, pooks!! I'm going to be thinking about this for forever, I think. That smirk is doing something to me!! I need to lock in!😭

I hope you're having a beautiful day/night, pooks!! Pls take care!! 🥰💖💕💕

Alondra❤️

[ipetite69]

ᯓ★ husband!dad!rafe being a hockey player is all in my mind rn.

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[achilles-rage]

you guys this is so self indulgent and different than what i usually write but it had to be done and i blame my current cod hyperfixation for this<3

imagine your boyfriend rocker chasing you through the woods😵‍💫

you feel like your heart is about to beat out of your chest as you race through the trees, hearing nothing but the pounding of your heartbeat in your ears and the snaps of twigs under your bare feet. your path is illuminated only by the almost-full moon, and while you’re thankful for the soft light that allows you to see where you’re going, you also know that it means he can see you as well.

you know he’s a better runner than you are; you’ve never been very quick, but the adrenaline pumping through your body allows you to keep running through the night. the bottom of your feet are sore, and you feel the stray branches slice against your bare legs as you run deeper into the woods, but you don’t stop.

“i’m gonna find you, sweetheart. there’s no point in running.” his voice echoes through the warm breeze and into your ears. you look behind you, trying to see if he’s finally found you, but you don’t see him. once you turn back around, you hear his heavy footsteps not too far from where you are, and you have to fight back a noise of both fear and excitement.

it’s always been a fantasy of yours; to be chased through the woods like prey. you’re not sure what it is about the idea, but it makes desire course through you and your skin erupt in goosebumps. rocker had found out one day when you were reading a book in bed. he saw how enthralled you were with the chapter you were currently reading, how your thighs squeezed together every so often, so he decided to pick up the book the next morning when you were getting ready for work. 

he was intrigued by the idea, and he sort of liked the idea of having to catch you in order to have his way with you, so he approached you one day and asked you about it. you were embarrassed at first, but once he had finally calmed you down and told you that he was interested, you let your guard down and agreed to let him chase you through the woods on his family’s property. he had told his parents that you two were just going camping for the weekend, and it was far enough from the house that no one would know the difference anyway.

you finally duck behind a tree, breathing heavily as you press your back tightly against the trunk. you’re only wearing a short nightdress, and the thin white fabric isn’t doing much to protect your soft skin from the harsh tree bark, but you kept your back firmly in place as if you’ll sink right into the tree and your hiding place will not be found by him.

you hear his footsteps get closer, his loud pants being carried through the air, making you shiver. you can hear the branches snapping under his boots, and you bite your lip in an attempt to quiet your breathing. you think about the harsh contrast of his tight t-shirt, cargo pants, and boots versus your flimsy white nightdress and you feel your desire pooling between your legs. at this moment, you’re not sure if you’d rather be caught or keep running, chasing the adrenaline high you’re feeling.

“i thought you’d be better than this, sweetheart. i’m getting close, aren’t i? i can hear your breathing.” he teases in a dark tone, slowing his pace as he gets closer to the sound of your breaths to quiet his steps. you put a hand over your mouth to stifle your breathing, your lungs burning as you struggle to give them some much needed air. you also feel your inner thighs starting to burn, having nothing to stop the chafing between your thick thighs, but the pain almost fades to nothing as you feel your arousal soaking through your panties.

you’re so focused on slowing your breathing that you barely hear him round the tree and grab your wide hips, holding you against the tree with a low growl before you have time to react.

“i’ve caught my prey. now you know what i get to do?” he purrs, his face just inches from yours. you look up at him with wide eyes, still breathing heavily as he presses himself against you. 

“what?” you get out, whimpering softly as you feel him roll his hips against yours ever so slightly, his hardening length pushing against your soft tummy. he smirks at your innocent little answer, leaning down further to whisper in your ear.

“whatever i want, princess. you get to be my pretty little toy.” he whispers before nibbling at your ear gently. you tilt your head back instinctively, letting out a shaky breath.

“you like the sound of that, sweetheart? you like the idea of being my little toy? being used by me?” you whimper at his words, arching your back into him as you nod eagerly.

“please.” you whisper, your voice barely audible. he smirks down at you darkly, one hand reaching up to run down your cheek.

“you want me to use you, pretty girl? is that what you want?” you nod again, whimpering as you try to move your hips against his, desperate for friction against your dripping core. he hums softly at your reaction, putting his hand back on your hip and tightening his grip, stopping you from moving against him.

“get on your knees, sweetheart. now.”

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[callsign-birdie]

More condescending Rhett for you: He's got you face down, ass up on your bed, thrusting into you slowly. He's been away for a couple days for a ride out of state. You've missed each other so he wants to take his time with you. However; that doesn't stop him from making remarks. "All you can do is whine, huh, darlin'? Is my cock so good that you can't even think straight?" He chuckles, but it cuts off, turning into moan. "Fuck, I missed this pussy. Forgot how easy it is to get you worked up. Bet 'ya get soaked just from my voice, sweetheart." I'm 🥴

[arlerts-angel]

oh nothing just thinking about mirror sex with ken

and his big hand grabbing your jaw — forcing you to look at yourself while he pummels his cock into you and telling you how pretty you are ☹️🩷

"look. y'see my pretty baby taking my fuckin' cock? taking it so good for me. and deep... you see yourself? so goddamn sexy..."