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Yandere Yakuza Bakugo x Fem Black Darling

(Art by: @mlightfoott on Instagram)

(This has been on my mind for awhile)

You started as Bakugo’s personal assistant and occasional personal fuck doll.

Because: 💥 Come on, you think I hired your fine ass JUST to balance my books? Tch! Fuck outta here.

His words. He was drawn your stacked body, beautiful skin, and bright eyes full of intelligence and attitude

Even though your PA position came with extra work, You didn’t mind either job.

Bakugo paid you well and fucked you until you were pretty much bedridden.

In fact, that was the only way he kept you. Bedridden. Usually in his bed

If you think he wasn’t strategic about insisting you stay over the night to ‘rest’ until you ‘got back on your feet’ well, I got a beach house to sale you in Idaho.

Somehow or another you ended up moving up from his PA and fuck toy, to his woman

And what a move it was!

If you thought Bakugo spoiled your ass before?

Oh girl!

You can get the entire world if you want it

There’s just a few rules.

No talking to men whom aren’t on his team or aren’t service workers of some sort because..

💥 Daddy’s a little jealous baby girl. Can you fuckin blame me? Look how beautiful you are

If you do talk to someone he hasn’t approved of, no problem. Nothing a few explosive spanks on that pretty chocolate ass of yours can’t fix. You won’t make that mistake again will you?

And of course if any guy touches, harasses or flirts with you, you get the pleasure of hearing them be tortured in Bakugo’s “pleasure chambers” as he calls them

He also likes to pre-approve your outfits. He likes you scantily clad. You’d think he’d want you conservative, but no. He likes those short skirts that show off your pretty melanated legs, no bras so he can watch your nipples harden, tight jeans so he can watch that ass jiggle

Also, he enjoys watching men drool over what’s his

Never question his authority.

💥 I know what’s best for us, baby. Don’t worry.

If you do, we’ll, he’ll just have to throat fuck you until you’re too hoarse to talk now, won’t he? Maybe use one of those fun little toys that forces your mouth open

If he’s in the mood, you’re in the mood. PERIOD

💥 What the fuck do you mean, you’re tired?! You don’t do shit all day but spend my money.

He won’t force sex out of you, but you better either let him thigh fuck or tit fuck you until he’s satisfied.

You’re not allowed to go anywhere without him or one of his security guards

Speaking of going places, you better check in with him in hourly intervals or answer his calls. Failure to do so will result in revoked phone privileges and you being on lock down for months

He monitors your friends closely. Most of your friends are just other darlings or women in his crew.

And again you ain’t going no where without his permission or his guards. He doesn’t give af who those girls are. He still can’t trust em

He doesn’t share. Too jealous for that, but he does like an audience, so be prepared to get fucked in a meeting or on a conference table.

Definitely be prepared for people watch his goons beating off to you two and to catch them eye fucking you when Katsuki’s not looking

But the only people who can smash is the squad and that’s on special occasions

So, sure, there are some rules and regulations to being Bakugo’s kept woman, but as long as you follow them, the whole world is yours to have

Just...give me please 🥺 I'm begging!!

Bruno x Reader

Imagine this:

You're sitting on Bruno's lap at a family gathering and when you're about to standup to get a drink Bruno pulls you back down by your waist and into his lap quickly and whispers (almost a whine) in your ear:

"G-give me a few minutes, mi amor"

If twins anit sexy to you and you don't know what anime they from.. then we anit friends!

Need a seatbelt when you Ride it

Cw-MDNI- Satoru x fem!reader, explicit, domestic smut

After ten years together and three kids, you and your husband Satoru are still as freaky as ever.

Dropping the three girls off with Auntie Shoko and Uncle Sugu, you immediately dive down and start sucking Satoru's cock as he drives that minivan neither of you wanted. Gone is PTA mom and soccer dad, replaced with Satoru whimpering as you slobber down his length.

'Baby f-fuck not gonna make it' he whines, big hand slipping down to rub you under your skirt over your tights, which you've soaked through, earning his groan. 'So wet, fuck you're a slutty soccer mommy'

You just moan around him, to the point your husband Satoru has to pull over, the side of some quiet street, pulling you by your hair off him, you look at his lidded blue eyes as you stroke his cock up and down. 'Need you, now Toru, please'

Satoru slides his seat back, leaning over and kissing you sloppy and messy, not sweet little pecks like you all usually do, no its dirty. He's spitting in your mouth when he yanks a titty out toying with your nipple, dragging you on his lap.

He's as eager as when you all met in college, and so are you, you're so excited your head bumps the TV system, playing dumb ass Coco melon the kids watched, you both laugh breathless. 'Please... need you in me'

'Lemme lick her' He rips a hole right in your tights making you gasp, slipping two fingers in your soaking wet cunt, your ass bumps the steering wheel, honking the horn and making you both blush and giggle as you look around.

'Can't wait. Lick me later' you take his cock and rub it against your slit. He cries out, cheeks dusted pink, while your hands entangle in his silky white locks, his hands on your hips firmer.

'Fine lemme taste you, at least. Fuck...' Satoru's thumb swirls your clit as you sink down on his cock, inch by inch, and fuck there were so many, stretching you, cunt gushing when he sucks you off his thumb, cheeks hollowing, blue eyes rolling back. His hands grip you hard then, yanking you down his length, filling you so good you are close from that. 'You're so tight'

'Fuck me, please, please' Soon your husband Satoru is pounding into your pussy, leaky tip slamming your cervix, and you're pretty sure you're not making those dinner reservations when you cumming for the third time and he's dragging you to the back of the minivan, as dumbass cocomelon plays and you're smashed against a bunch of toys and goldfish wrappers, but you really don't mind when he's cumming inside you again, whispering -

'Gonna put another baby in you, whole fucking soccer team'

Hcs of my man all domestic✨️

🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴

Honeymoon [Din Djarin x F!Reader] - **SMUT**

Summary: You’ve been saving your credits for months in order to treat your husband to the surprise honeymoon you both deserve. He’s a little on edge though, despite the luscious, tropical environment he’s surrounded by. So, as his wife, you do everything in your means to get him to relax.

Warnings: unprotected p in v, riding, cockwarming, orgasm denial, cunningless, cum eating, spanking, anal fingering, breeding kink, slight sub!Din if you squint. 18+ only.

Word count: 2600+

Reblogs appreciated. 💙

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Marrying Din Djarin was the best decision of your life. 

Standing dead centre in the middle of your hotel suite, your husband had never looked so out of place. The yon orange sunlight seeped through the crack in the voile curtains, and a warm, summer breeze waved gently through your hair. You could tell, even through his beskar Mandalorian helmet, that your husband was completely stricken by the beauty of the great outdoors. Your view from outside the hotel suite was a novelty, for sure. The beach’s water circled around the hotel and pooled outside into a tranquil, turquoise coloured ocean. A distance from your window, but not too far, was a growing jungle of vines and trees, habited by various reptilian animals that were distinct to the planet of Scarif. You couldn’t wait to meet them all.

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Whoo Chile!! 🥵🥵🥵🥴🥴🥴🥴🤯🥀⚰️⚰️⚰️..GAVE IT ALL THE LYFE!! #megumigimmie!!

no bc i start crying at the thought of trying to run away from bestfr!megumi while he’s dicking you down because you think you’re about to pee on him.

but megumi knows you, knows your body, knows you’re gonna squirt and he’s not letting you run away from it. (gojo told him if he can make a girl squirt, she’ll stay in love w him forever)

cunt clenching, body wound up, something tight coiling beneath your navel. your finger pressing against his arms, his tummy. gumi just pulls you to him tighter, tellin’ you to trust him 🥺

it’s just another minute—another minute of being stretched, of having your insides bullied—and you’re in tears, shuddering and trembling and splattering cum all over his cock :( ‘gumi literally cums on the spot.

you sending me this ask like I won’t combust on the spot—

PUHLEASSSSSE he’s just so greedy ‘n impatient, especially since you’ve been unintentionally teasing him for years. What with your pretty lil’ eyes and those bratty little quips you just love to use when you decide Gojo, of all people, needs backup.

“‘Gumi’s too awkward to talk to somebody, much less screw one”

“s’ok ‘Gumi, I haven’t slept with anyone either! :)”

But none of that matters now cause you’re finally under him— dark, curly hair draped all over his bed, legs sore from being sprawled out at a slightly uncomfortable angle so he can hit that spot that makes you squeak just right—

“Gumiiii…” you drawl, breath and sweaty hands hot against his equal, if not hotter chest as you, of course, complain, “it— mMh! s-s’too much—!!“

And you know he’s a sucker for your tears, you’re well adept at catering to his heart. flutter those big brown eyes with that cute dimpled frown and you’re home free, right?

but then he remembers all the times you ragged on him for being inexperienced, a virgin. horny brain too addled to care about where said teasing could’ve stemmed from— not when your pussy’s clenching around him like it’s the best dick she’s ever taken. talking to him real nice with all those noisy, wet squishes ‘n pops as if she’s whining for him to come back with every thrust.

You’re not sure if he’s being rhetorical when he grumbles, “s’ that all you’re good for, hm? whinin’ and cryin’ ‘bout every little thing?”

“Complain that I’m goin’ too slow then it’s “s’too much—!”“ he croaks in a cruel mockery of your voice, right down to the pitiful warble of your lips before recollecting his aloof expression. “which is it, pretty girl?”

“hm?” he repeats the question again as his hips begin to regain their pace— the gooey pat-pat-pat! between your legs bringing a flush of warmth to your ears— having the audacity to glower down at you when you don’t give him an answer. Like he’s not balls deep inside your cunt, speed reminiscent of a raging bull.

With the breeder balls to match.

Megumi was always a bit of a meanie— from when you two were younger and he would take your things and raise them above his head whenever he got bored, knowing full well you come up to his collarbone on a good day.

To the days where he’d look you in the eyes during your ditz spells, deadpan expression and all, cooing “c’mon. you can do it, I believe in you.”

This hazy trip down memory lane was interrupted by a swift and sudden pressure on your tummy, the odd, yet familiar dipping sensation in your guts that followed had your breath hitching at a horrified realization— no way.

were you…?

Your hands grew frantic as you cried, “‘G-Gumi— ‘Gumi, y’gotta stop, y-ya gotta— fuck, I need to—“

“—need to shut up for once and take it,” he groans, big palm digging harder into your stomach as he thrusts faster and faster— “kept whinin’ about my cock and now that you have it, you’re tryna run from it—”

Salty droplets bead in the corner of your eyes as your body starts to shake uncontrollably, whether in fear or pleasure you can’t bother to tell. Chest rattles with quick, unstable breaths as you’re fucked-out mind continues to race.

You have to warn him, you have to—

“G’nna” sniff “need’ta—” your back began to arch involuntarily while you tried with all your might to free yourself from the coming embarrassment, hands desperately gripping at his wrists as you plead, “‘Gumi pleeease, I need’ta—!” interrupted by another hiccup, “think ‘m g’nna peeeeeee—!“

And by some miracle, pale hips slow and his stoic expression softens with what looks like worry as those pretty emerald eyes, laced with the most graceful of lashes, gawk at your form.

As though he’s in awe at how pathetic you look.

Tears on the brink of escaping your lids, chubby body riddled with sweat that trails down your form to creep into your many curves and soak his sheets, dark brows knit in a sweet mixture of pleasure and embarrassment while your wobbly knees crowd around his hips and prod at his sides.

“said what?” his saccharine tone wavers a bit when your cunny decides to give him a nice little clench, barely able to stop his hips from bucking into yours as he spits through gritted teeth— “you have to pee?”

“mm-hm,” you hum softly, nodding your head unconsciously, “tummy’s feelin’ weird…”

Furrowed brows sag in relief when his hips finally go stagnant, shaky legs cramped from tension slowly beginning to cave open so that they may release their boa-like grasp around his hip.

Yet right as you’re about to relax, managing to mumble out a shaky apology for ‘ruining the mood’, Megumi’s hips suddenly jolt forward.

Hard.

Then they move again.

And again.

And again.

Until they simply don’t stop— no warm up or foreplay granted as Megumi lays utter waste to your cunt, his thrusts hard and deep like he’s searching for—

A gasp rips from your throat at the sudden overstimulation, tearful pleas rippling from your lips as your neck ‘n shoulders begin to bounce rigorously against the dampened sheets. your hands scramble for purchase on him once more but one of his hands move from your side to pin both of your wrists above your head with ease and just keeps going.

all you can do is gape at him with wide, betrayed eyes as your tummy knots up once more.

“g…g’m—“ is all you manage to wheeze out before your lips clench, tears finally taking ahold. Sore chest vibrating as weak sobs rack your throat. Throbbing fists whiten against his iron grip as your extremities twist and clench ‘round each other in sad attempt to divert and lessen the coming pressure in your tummy.

You don’t know what he’s thinking, what he’s trying, why he’s doing this— looming over you, beating into your gooey spot with that disconcerting expression.

like your suffering is that hypnotizing.

then your chest is aching cause your lungs are tightening and your tummy’s shriveling up as the knot grows bigger ‘n stronger—

As a last ditch-effort, you gather up what little is left of your strength and just wail— “‘Guuuumiiii—! ‘Gumi, please ‘Gum—” sniff “let m’goplease— m’serious ‘Gumi, I dun’w’nna—!” hic! “m’really gonna—“

The warning was abruptly cut off by an embarrassingly loud moan, eyes flooding with tears once more at the gross feeling of wetness spraying speckles upon speckles of ‘cum’ onto your thighs and tummy— you couldn’t even enjoy the feeling of all that pressure being released.

the silence that followed was deafening, the only audible thing in the room being your heavy breaths.

You didn’t even bother to look at him— why would you? so you could see the gigantic, humiliating mess you made? s’not like it’s all your fault, you told him you had to go!

But none of that matters now because you just pissed on your best friend!!

It seems you don’t have a choice however, as a force grips your neck so hard that you almost get whiplash and starts to squeeze and pull until your bleary brown eyes meet manic green ones.

it’s like looking into an abyss.

Megumi is practically drilling holes into your skull with how intense he looks, pupils dilated to their max with his jawline more than apparent due to his clenched jaw— you can tell by the red flush on his scrunched face and the thick veins that wrap around his arms ‘n neck that he is pissed.

Pissed at you for pissing on him, no doubt.

your eyes begin to well up in preparation for a well-deserved scolding when he finally growls at you, his voice subdued and gritty.

“you’re gonna do that again.”

Definitely would love one if he loves me in return

me.

SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK!!!!

Women empowering women, you go girl!

Lord have mercy ⚰️☠️🥀💦🥴🥵

head empty.. been thinkin about this all day.

you and itadori fucking all slow and sensual until sukuna slyly takes over, causing him to rut into you almost animalistically. you scream and whine, begging him to slow down until you realize sukuna was the one behind the brutality.

“That idiot.. using my vessel to fuck such a filthy whore.” Sukuna chuckles, his markings slowly taking shape onto his handsome face.

You flush at his words, Itadori never spoke to you this way though it turned you on immensely. Yuuji wasn’t himself; flipping you over on your stomach and plunging himself inside you with enough force to knock the wind out of your body.

He continued to fuck you stupid, Sukuna working your body with a fist full of your hair. He was relentless, his strong and tattooed body seemingly made just to make your whole body cry.

“I can see why the idiot fawns over you, woman.” He growled, a weak and shaky mewl leaving your throat as Sukuna expertly found your g-spot as he knows your body like Yuuji did. You’re frantic; yeses floating out of you as the room around you seemed to fade. You neared your end, moaning impossibly louder as hot white lights flash before your eyes.

“He can switch back all he wants. He doesn’t fuck you well enough anyway.”