SWEETENED CRAVINGS

My fiancé and I are both woefully behind on slang, but we made up our own term for gorilla grip, I guess. The first time we had sex he described the feeling as though “[his] cock was being most delightfully choked by [my] pussy,” so now sometimes when he tells me he’s in the mood he says he’d love to wear his favourite choker

I- 😳

“Ao3 needs an algorithm” no it doesn’t, part of the ao3 experience is scrolling through pages of cursed content looking for the one fic you want to read until you get distracted by a summary so cursed that it completely derails your entire search

DUPLICITY

» pairing: shigaraki tomura² x afab!reader 

» cw: selfcest, noncon, blowjobs, crying, double vaginal penetration, 18+, minors dni. 

» a/n: wrote this for the free day for shigaraki birthday week! 

» wc: 2.5k 

» tag: @chaos-night​ @awkward-confused​ @shigarakiweek​​

» ao3 mirror 

It started innocently enough. No perverse intentions, just the sort of pragmatic decision-making that Shigaraki prides himself on, using his allies’ talents to achieve his goals with no hesitation or apologies.

And sure, adding multiplayer-exclusive unlockables to his inventory was a far less dramatic accomplishment than taking down hero society, but that didn’t mean that Shigaraki didn’t still want them.

He is a completionist, after all.

Having Twice make a double was easier than pairing up with random players online, dealing with skill-less casuals or obnoxious hero worshipers just to claim a few flashy pieces of gear. They would play for a few hours, and then Shigaraki would wrap five fingers around the back of their (his?) neck and move on with his life, at least until next time. The doubles never complained when he would decay them either—they understand their place in this world just like he understands his.

So, no muss, no fuss. At first, anyway.

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Okay but on the exhibitionist Drabble with erasermic, imagine aizawa s/o looking mic dead in the eye as she’s getting railed and just saying “am I doing a good job, Yamada-sensei?”

Warning: teacher role play

Jesus fucking CHRIST WOFJOEKS.

Shouta’s fucking you just right, cock harder than you’ve ever felt it. Knowing Hizashi’s there, watching him absolutely dominate you, made him lose his cool.

He pushes down between your shoulder blades then moves his hand to hold your cheek against the mattress. The view is perfect. He loves watching you take every inch while you pant and moan his name, every so often answering his “who do you belong to?” with a fucked-out, “y-you sir!”

Hizashi has died and gone to heaven. You look so good getting fucked. Your body’s just so sexy and pliant as Shouta pounds you into the mattress. His eyes are half lidded, and he’s pumping his cock to match Shouta’s pace.

The tension between you is palpable. Those heavy, hypnotic malachites watch your every move, his lips slightly parted as he slicks a bead of precum over his tip with his thumb.

“So fuckin’ good-“ he mutters, only to hear you moan his name and Shouta comment on how tight you just got.

You look him right in the eyes and ask, “Am I doing a good job, Yamada-Sensei?”

It turns him on so much he almost bursts then and there. He groans long and loud as his hand works frantically up and down his length, tightening and twisting as he focuses more on the head-

“Fuck baby, yeah you are. You gonna be a good little girl and let him cum inside you?”

You nod and whimper, meeting Shouta’s thrusts with greedy little jerks of your hips.

“You want us to teach you a lesson? Make you our cute little teachers’ pet?”

Shouta groans at that, hips moving faster as he grips yours with a knuckle-white grip. You’re babbling now. An endless steam of “yesYES please cum in me pleaeplease!” and then Shouta’s giving you what you want, cock throbbing hard as he fills you with rope after rope.

The sight pushes Hizashi over the edge. He bites his lip, thumbing the underside of his cockhead as he shoots all over his abs and tattood chest, stroking loose and easy until the last throb.

His hands flop to the side, stomach heaving as you all try and catch your breath.

“You know I’m never gonna knock again now, right?”

under discussed astarion fact is that he's sooooo obnoxious about publicly showing affection for his partner. like when durge refers to themself as a leaking blood bag he goes "aww, but you're *my* leaking blood bag". if you hiss at that cat he says "well, at least you purr for me ;)". the full on two handed ass grab during his kiss animation. the man cannot keep his hands to himself or his mouth shut

Brought to Heel

….Okay guys, here it is. Honest to GOD I do not feel good about this one. Kinda feel like Christ himself is frowning at me. Sadly, this isn’t even as far down as my head goes when it comes to this type of stuff. But hey, yall asked for it, and here it is. It really isn’t my best work, I didn’t put my heart and soul into it, but it’s fucking smut dude, you’re not here for literary genius.

PLEASE use caution. DO NOT ignore the tags. There is no tenderness in this story. And DO NOT come and bitch at me if you open it up and it offends you. I tag my shit for a reason. If this isn’t your bag of monkeys, blacklist it and walk away. Do not show up on my blog with your hate and shit. I don’t care. DLDR bro DLDR. 

I’ve taken every precaution I can to prevent this from showing up on someone’s feed who isn’t interested including tagging the warnings and using a read more line break to cut off the explicit bits, but for some reason it doesn’t always work. IF YOU SEE THIS AND DO NOT VIBE, SCROLL AND SCROLL FAST. Also might wanna block me or some shit, that helps too.

Rating: fucking R, dude. R all the way. NC17 if you will.

Warnings: Seriously explicit noncon, degredation, implied noncon slavery, Shig is a mean ass BITCH, sadism, threats of death, sexual content, slightly flirtatious Dabi (not for long lmao), crying, intimidation, etc look I’m going to hell, you get the point. 

Working with the League of Villains was a more draining job than you initially understood you’d be accepting. 

It was commonplace for you to work your fingers to the bone for your clients, an endless procession of watching, noting, thieving, and mapping. Quite literally working your ass off as you scouted from a distance until your legs fell numb and your joints protested, letting your feet prickle to a painful tingle as you ran back to your new home base to report your findings. Normally you didn’t mind, as it was the basis for your entire skill set after all, and you were damn good at what you did. If you planned out a siege, robbery, coup or crash, it happened. No questions, no variables. Only results.

Originally, you had been ecstatic to accept his contract. He needed a specialist, you needed a job, and the pay he was offering was borderline too good to be true. Yet, reporting to someone like Shigaraki Tomura has a way of sucking the passion out of you. The longer you worked for him, the more you understood why the League was offering such a substantial pay raise. The man was fucking insufferable.

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if a hot evil villain tried to seduce me to the dark side i would simply say fuck yes

Daily reminder;

Your anime boyfriend is a sadist and would purposely push your head down while you’re sucking him off solely because he enjoys hearing you gag on his fat cock and seeing your eyes well up with tears as they roll down your flushed cheeks with spit dribbling down your chin.

Thanks for coming to my Ted talk

» 𝖇𝖗𝖆𝖙

𝖑𝖊𝖛𝖎 𝖆𝖈𝖐𝖊𝖗𝖒𝖆𝖓  𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗

𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝, 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝, 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏

𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚕𝚍, 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚒 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎, 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚒 𝚐𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎.

𝚠𝚌: 𝟹.𝟻𝚔

𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝, 𝚍𝚘𝚖!𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚒, 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚎𝚡, 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔,  𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢.  𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚡 𝚝𝚘𝚘 

“Captain, please! I’m ready to be back in the field, Hange already cleared me for dutyㅡ” 

Levi whirls around to face you and jabs a finger into the center of your chest, his stone grey eyes turning to slits in frustration.“You are not ready for the field, [L/N],” he snarls. “You have proven your recklessness enough to guarantee that you will never see outside Wall Rose again.” 

You were momentarily taken aback by his sudden change in temperament; you were always so used to his disinterested stoicism. The sting of tears in your eyes forces you to look down at your feet in shame. Crying in front of the captainㅡyou had never felt more humiliated in your life. But he had no right to lock you up in the city while the rest of your squad was out beyond the wall, risking their lives. Your place was with them, and Levi knew it. 

“I’m a better Scout than half the regiment,” you finally say through gritted teeth, still staring at the ground. “You think I’m reckless? Then go bench Mikasa too, while you’re at it.” 

“Now you’re giving me orders?” he replies, dangerously soft. 

You meet his eyes. His unreadable expression has returned. “I’m telling you to treat me fairly,” you say, crossing your arms. 

“Life isn’t fair,” Levi snaps, turning away from you with a flourish of his cape. “I thought someone as smart as you would have figured that out by now.” He doesn’t stay long enough for you to spit whatever insult you had waiting on the tip of your tongue. You could do nothing but fume as Levi stalks away from you to rejoin the regiment.

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a concept: dabi dicking you down so thoroughly you leave deep, dark scratches on his back. he wears them like a badge of fucking (ha!) honor.

I’m pretty sure Dabi only knows how to dick you down thoroughly, but yes, so much yes darling!

Dabi lives and breathes to rile you up and tease you into an incoherent little puddle on the bed. Its just his nature, his dick game is just always one that level. But if he ravages you so well one night, and you happen to break beneath him early on, while you still have strength to dig your nails into the still pale skin of his back and rake them lower and lower with every rough snap of his hips? 

Oh, darling, you thought you were getting railed before. And if you manage to draw a little blood too? Ohohoh, you are not walking tomorrow babe. And you are not sleeping until at least the sun comes up. Then the cocky little shit is going to traipse around the hideout shirtless for everyone to see what he made you do to him.