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My name is Tala Nassar, I'm 17 years old from Gaza.

My mother is in critical medical condition. She was previously diagnosed with breast cancer in her left breast.

Her condition is indescribably serious, and her diagnosis worsens day by day. This situation has been exacerbated by the recent bombings and ground invasion of our area in Nusairat. Her condition has deteriorated further due to the toxic gases from bombs dropped just meters away from our home, and even from the smoke resulting from cooking over an open fire due to the lack of gas.

We have been displaced to the city of Rafah and are still living in makeshift tents, and she has not received any treatment since the beginning of the aggression on Gaza. The only cancer hospital in Gaza has been completely destroyed for a long time. Her weakened immune system and diabetes make matters worse, as finding any medication at the moment is impossible. We are incredibly afraid of the possibility of a malignant tumor or something worse occurring.

Please help us. We desperately need medical assistance for my mother, and time is running out for us. Your support can make a difference in saving her life.

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deku’s been so fucking sweet to you since the very beginning, and you think when you finally spell it out to him that you like him a lot and you want to be with him it’ll just be you getting to finally kiss and touch and love deku the way you’ve been wanting to for so long.

you soon learn that that’s not the case. at least, not on the surface level. deku’s mostly been the same ol’ sweetheart when it comes to you and your affections, lets you hold the ropes as he’s happy to follow. but i guess allowing him a deeper reign on your relationship and life lets him feel better about allowing himself to be a little strict with you. a little greedy. it rarely happens, well, not so obviously, but its all in the way his hands hold yours, grips low on your waist, whenever his voice drops to a husky octave, deep and chill-inducing. you never thought of your izuku as scary, but now whenever your other classmates joke about how harmless he is, you can’t help but think a bit harder about it. how frighteningly well he masks it. how helpless his love can make you feel.

all it takes is a random catcall and the wrong idea and he’ll let it slip, his sweetness bittering into a stoic calm. no one else can see it, but you can, and it makes your heart stop.

the only antidote is to give him that control, to give up your reigns first before he has to take it from you. its shocking, much less nothing short of humiliating. especially when you’re crying, your knee propped up over his arm as he holds you up against the door, spread open and vulnerable as he takes his time fucking you to tears. its pitiful, really, you still don’t understand what you did wrong. and izuku can’t help but feel a little bad, because it isn’t your fault, not truly.

but it doesn’t hurt to stage a reminder that he’s the only one allowed to keep you this full, fuck you this good. you’re the only one who knows him so well, what he’s kept hidden for so long. and so does he for you. as he reaches deeper and deeper and deeper inside, so deep he swears he can feel your heart, every thought, every fear, and every desire. he knows it all.

Bakugou and his bitchy girlfriend who can match his fire with ease. The two of you bicker nonstop and honestly most of his friends don't see the appeal in you, you're constantly scowling at everyone while you type away at your phone and you always make him leave their group hangouts early.

But Katsuki could care less, you call the shots during the day all you want because you and him made a deal. You hold the power when you're in public- in private? You're his sweet little stoner who just wants to be fucked and cuddled in that order. He's the only one who gets to see how sweet you are for him after a blunt and a few orgasms, and he's possessive enough that he wants to keep it that way.

Bakugou and his bitchy girlfriend who can match his fire with ease. The two of you bicker nonstop and honestly most of his friends don't see the appeal in you, you're constantly scowling at everyone while you type away at your phone and you always make him leave their group hangouts early.

But Katsuki could care less, you call the shots during the day all you want because you and him made a deal. You hold the power when you're in public- in private? You're his sweet little stoner who just wants to be fucked and cuddled in that order. He's the only one who gets to see how sweet you are for him after a blunt and a few orgasms, and he's possessive enough that he wants to keep it that way.

𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒 (𝟏𝟖+)

pairings: mid 40s!overhaul x early 20s!fem!virgin!reader

cw: stalking, modern au, drugs, exhibitionism elements, oral sex, deepthroat, spit, handjobs, unprotected vaginal sex, multiple orgasms, multiple rounds, loss of virginity, hymen tearing, bleeding from sex, some noncon elements, breeding kink, creampies (oral & vaginal) knife play, fingering, cum play

a/n: ahhhh overhaul. pls have ur way with me!!! tw: drugs (i wrote this intoxicated)

a sweet, innocent gardening girl like you couldn't help but ponder the lifestyle of the handsome man living in the neighboring house. not only have you provided gardening services for practically your entire neighborhood, but not once have they been brought to the attention of the mysterious man.

you'd never seen him, to be fair. well, at least not out in public. sometimes, you'd catch a peek of him taking out the garbage. or, driving away in his vastly expensive range rover to god knows where. it wasn't that you wanted to know- was it? the man hadn't even introduced himself to you yet, and the mere thought of him sent shivers up your spine.

kai chisaki.

that was his name. after spending countless hours on the internet destined to figure out your faraway neighbor's information, you'd finally obtained it. munching on popcorn in the wee hours of the morning, you twiddled your thumbs while digging deeper into chisaki's past.

kai chisaki linkedin... kai chisaki phone number... kai chisaki address... businessman kai chisaki... criminal record kai chisaki

after exhuasting rounds of straining your eyes on the internet, you collapsed onto your pillow. from what you discovered, chisaki had a surprising criminal record. he'd been arrested for DUI twice, as well as possession of marijuana and other illegal substances. it was all you could find on him criminally, but, if it were the case, how could he live so lavishly? i

it became even more of a task for you. you had to approach the man, somehow.

the next morning, you awoke after about three hours of sleep. you thrust your drained body from beneath the covers, causing your laptop and phone to crash onto the wooden floor. fuck. you hoped none of your roomates had awoken. living in a shared home with three of your close college friends near your campus proved to be quite the challenge. although, you were grateful that you trusted the individuals enough to live comfortably.

"who's kai chisaki?" a voice startled you. it belonged to one of your roomates.

"who?" you played dumb.

"kai chisaki! i was troubleshooting the computer and stumbled across your damn internet history."

"i thought i logged out of my school account!"

"first off, you simply admitted your guilt. second, why are you stalking one of our neighbors on your damn school account?"

at a loss for words, you shrugged.

"listen, i know a bit about him. but it's not much. he's a fairly quiet man, but he was business partners with my father." your friend tried to reassure you.

"isn't your father... a bit of a bad man?"

"you can't be that stupid. otherwise, i wouldn't be sharing a house with you."

"i don't know what you're talking about." you crinkle your eyebrows.

"what's my father known for? why am i not living with him anymore." your friend demanded an answer, especially after forcing a bit of truth after him.

"dealing... drugs?"

"and what information did you discover on chisaki?"

"he's been arrested for possession of illegal drugs."

"so, why do you think he's got such a nice damn house near the lake of all places?" you didn't have to think anymore. "still interested?" your friend exclaimed.

"i guess not." you sulk, knowing full well the show you were putting on intentionally.

"good. now, quit stalking the neighbors. don't you have gardening work to do?"

once your roomate popped out, you ran to your dresser. the visual in your head about chisaki being a bad boy set your nerves and libido on fire. he definitely looked the part, always wearing a mysterious black mask and subtly observing his surroundings. although, he'd never caught you.

you slung a tight fitting crop top over your head, letting it fall upon your shoulders before tugging it down to fit your breasts and hug your waist. the shorts you wore exposed a great deal of your ass, though the outfit was genuinely appropriate for the scalding hot weather.

you figured it was time to tell your morals to fuck off. you guys were neighbors, after all? it wouldn't be too strange to approach him and offer to do a little gardening work. it was your speciality. gathering your belongings, you headed out the door, hoping to yourself that chisaki was at home.

the walk to chisaki's wasn't a tedious one. he lived down the road near the nicer part of the neighborhood. his balcony overlooked a shimmering lake, and the rest of the maple colored home was engulfed in forest. you stared in awe at the architecture as you approached his home, almost forgetting the reason you were there.

it would be strange for chisaki to deny you your services, wouldn't it? you tried to convince yourself, although it was almost certain that he had paid housekeepers, gardeners, cooks... the whole nine yards. chisaki wasn't a man who dealt with such domestic chores. he had greater things to accomplish.

you stood in front of the large, heavy door. giving it a few gentle knocks, you're alerted by the sound of the screen door opening from behind. someone was there, though it wasn't chisaki.

"hello?" a light blue haired man opened the door. his fingernails were digging at his neck, and his bangs covered a major portion of his face. "who are you?"

"i live down the street!" you exclaim, anxiety overtaking you but adrenaline keeping you sane.

"oh." the quiet man sighed. "i assume you want to speak to overhaul?"

"i'm here to speak to kai chisaki."

the blue haired man almost choked on his words. was that his code name, you wondered?

"chisaki should be home any minute now. what is it that you want. what are you carrying." he said stoically.

"it's nothing, just some personal belongings and some gardening tools. i'm currently doing some charity work through gardening, and since we're neighbors... i figured."

"you can stop right there." he holds his palm up as a signal. "i understand."

"well, i'll... get to work."

"i never said we needed a gardener. chisaki's got all of that covered. does anything look like it needs work?mind telling me why you're really here?"

the man could sense malice intent, but it wasn't nearly in the context he expected. you couldn't tell him, no. you assumed that the man was just another business partner, but the moments of stalling and talking with him became your saving grace. a door slammed shut behind you. it was chisaki's range rover.

"chisaki!" the man called. "this girl wants a word with you." he turned away, partially shutting the door behind him. you were now face to face with your target as he made his way up the steps of his home. he paused in his tracks at the sight of you. it was you. he'd seen you before.

"you're the gardening girl." chisaki muttered. "why don't you take a seat inside?"

despite the red flags that bombarded your brain, the instance chisaki gave a seemingly green one, you were already making your way inside of his home.

"i'm inviting you in for one reason, and one only." chisaki led you to the living room where the blue haired man sat. the three of you now settled, he lowered his voice. "i want to know what your deal is with me. i assumed one day we'd find ourselves in a situation like this. and it's because you're naive."

"what?" you gasped. though, your "playing dumb" act wasn't working on him.

"you've been watching me. and i'm the one who usually watches people. mind telling me why? i don't intend on keeping you here. i'm just curious. and since you fell right into my hands..." chisaki motioned for the other man to leave, which he did immediately. "i'm assuming you have something i want."

you froze, unable to form words. were you going to be killed? no. he said he had no intentions of keeping you.

"what is it that you want?" you pry, arousal forming between your legs in excitement.

"it's not anything you have to offer, from what i can see. what kind of trick are you playing?"

"it's nothing! i promise... listen. i just wanted to make some money for charity."

"look at me." chisaki stood in front of you, his finger underneath your chin, tilting it upwards. "you think i haven't been watching you too?"

the words hit you. hard.

"yeah. why'd you come 'ere with such a tight outfit on? hm? walking around my house in nothing but a skimpy top and no bra?"

"you invited me in." you speak.

"i'm sorry, but i don't remember giving you permission to speak." chisaki let your chin down, turning away for a moment before accompanying beside you. "you're looking for charity money, huh. you sure you're not just a volunteer? or, maybe a girl with a sweet hobby?" he noted in his gruffy voice. "speak."

"i'm legit looking for money. i mean, charity money. i promise i have no bad intentions."

"hm, then why can i smell malice on your skin?" chisaki's fingers find your shoulder, which he squeezes between the pads of his fingertips.

you felt your nipples harden, and chisaki move in on you closer.

"w-what if somebody walks in?" you alarm.

"on what? we're just having a little fun."

"there's s-still someone in the house!" chisaki ignores you, attaching his lips to your soft neck and tearing the skin. you let out a whine, tilting your head to the side to accomodate chisaki's.

"sweet girl. you're getting yourself in some trouble." chisaki palmed at his erection, feeling it grow. he replaced his hand with your own, and you gasped at the feeling of his hard cock beneath the fabric. "touch me, babygirl."

"t-touch you?"

"i know you want to. plus, i know you can be good at it." he catches a glimpse of your doe eyes, and hardens more as a result. "be a good girl and palm my cock for me?"

you obey, and reach down to fondle his balls, feeling the fabric slip through your fingers as you attempt to grasp his sensitive areas. chisaki groans in delight, any and all concern lost and pushed to the back of his brain. the older man bucks his hips upwards, cock so hard it's about to pierce through his clothing.

"may i?" you tug at his belt buckle.

"yes, darling."

darling.

you immediately scramble to undo his belt, eagerly slipping it off and unzipping his trousers. he thrusts his hips upwards involuntarily, wanting nothing more than to feel one of your holes envelop him.

"good... good girl. so obedient for me." chisaki throws his head back the moment his bare cock is in your fist. you pump his shaft up and down, precum collecting around the tip and dribbling down to his base. the palm of your hand becomes drenched in his sticky pre-ejaculate, and you free your fist temporarily in order to taste him. licking a stripe up your palm, you've encouraged yourself to take him in your mouth.

his tip, now wrapped between pursed lips, reddens and hardens as you drag your tongue on the underside of his shaft. chisaki's hands now fizzled in your hair, he bobs you up and down halfway, which is about all you can take of his huge cock.

"i'm not satisfied," chisaki pushes you down further. "you need to learn how to deepthroat."

feeling your throat close in, chisaki orders you to loosen the iron grip and relax around him. your throat slowly but surely relaxes, and in that split second of peace, chisaki shoves you down on his cock. your lips meet at his base, almost to where you can feel his balls tighten. "f-fuck... that feels s-so good." chisaki brings you back up by your ponytail, thrusting his hips into your awaiting mouth.

"it fits perfectly in your throat. don't you think?" chisaki thrusts even harder, refusing to slow down until he was at a place to properly edge himself. spit dribbles out the corners of your lips, and you're practically choking on your own saliva alongside his massive length as it trails down to rest on his balls.

the noises you make only pursue him further, and chisaki's full on face fucking you. each gag and gargle your throat produces eggs him on all the more, causing him to obliterate your throat with the spear of his length. when you begin to gag on the upper end of his cock, your fingers stroke what you can't reach.

"naughty, naughty slut. you can't get me off with your mouth, can you? useless whore." chisaki lies, only wanting to feel you push your body to its limits. he was, in fact, so close to cumming that he was nearly ashamed. "get back on my dick, princess."

you're only allowed a spare moment to catch your breath, but chisaki's words tattoo your brain. you had to prove him wrong. make him cum. and make him whine.

slurping stripes up and down chisaki's length, you feel his balls tighten in the palm of your hand. you swirl your tongue around his sensitive tip, and his grip only tightens. "back down you go, princess." chisaki smirks, chuckling as he pleasured himself and used you as a fuckdoll. the force of his cock impales your throat once more, despite how desperately you try to relax it.

chisaki's close, you can tell by his breathing. it's scattered. it's stuttered. it mimics his body.

"i'm gonna cum..." chisaki whines. just what you wanted to hear. voluntarily pushing yourself all of the way down, chisaki throws his head back, eyes rolling as he spurts his creamy load down your throat. the violent pulsing of his shaft electrifies your warm cavern. chisaki thrusts shallowly in order to ride out his high, satisfied with the strength of the orgasm. he pulls you off of him, flipping you onto your stomach.

"ch-chisaki!"

"i'm taking you. now."

"w-what?! chisaki... i'm!"

"a virgin? not with the way you suck cock."

"i'm also not on any birth control..."

"so." chisaki grins. "a fertile virgin. i like it. you've never had sex with a real man before, have ya?" chisaki strokes his cock, pumping it back to a substantial hardness.

"i've never had sex... with any man," you shy away, burying your head in the cushions. chisaki positions his tip at your hole, attempting to push into your virgin entrance.

"o-ow!!" you cry, arching your back as chisaki abuses your hymen. his cock attempts to pierce through, creating a hole for itself before burying just his tip inside. and god, even that was quite a stretch.

"i've got you, baby." chisaki says softly. "does it hurt?" you wipe your tears.

"yes... please, go slow."

"i go at the pace i want." chisaki curses, burying more of himself inside of you as you let out cries of anguish. you had to admit, though. that the stretch itself felt amazing despite the agonizing pain at first.

chisaki's buried inside of you almost entirely by now, his cream coated cock ready to pull out.

"chisaki!" you clench around nothing as he does so, only for your hole to tighten at the wrong moment.

"let me in." he orders.

"yes!" you clenches feel amazing around him, and chisaki's fingers wrap around your throat from behind as he begins to tear even more of your hymen by his harsh rhythm.

"like that, babygirl? like having your pussy demolished?" chisaki moans, feeling pure bliss as he glides in and out of your creamy hole.

"y-yes! chisaki." the older man's experience tells him to reach down and rub your little clit. he's fast to do so, pinching it between the fingers of his other hand as his grip on your neck tightens further.

"o-oh! ch-chis-aki!" you grind your ass on him, working back on his cock and swaying your hips. chisaki mumbles in disbelief as he feels his orgasm approach him once more, and this time. a lot stronger.

he couldn't believe what he was defiling. a perfect, virgin sweetheart that had never been touched by a real man before. your breasts bounced in your now loosened crop top, shorts discarded on the floor and panties slipped to the side to expose your violated cunt.

"you wanna cum, no?" chisaki growls. "i'll stop."

"no! please!" you gasp. "i'll be a good girl. fuck me as hard as you want, please. just let me... let me cum!"

chisaki grins, positioning both strong hands on your hips in preparation. your ass perched in the air for him, chisaki rips off your panties with a spare switchblade, not bothering with the fabric. you yelp in shock as chisaki slaps your ass, tossing the drawn blade aside.

"that was in my fuckin' way." his temper and arousal heightens.

the older man takes one good look at his view before thrusting hard into your hole, as well as doing so as slow as molasses. his tip positioned at your womb, chisaki groans as he harshly pummels in and out, causing your poor body to shake and tremor.

chisaki's hips slap against your ass, balls smacked against your clit that's been ignored.

"saki... my clit."

"what about your clit?"

"r-rub it, please!"

"hm, do you think you're being a good enough girl?"

"i do! i do... please."

"i'm gonna need you to beg a little harder than just please, babygirl. tell me you want me to fuck you even harder."

"i want it harder!" there's not one ounce of hesitation in your voice. "harder. now!"

"giving me orders, are you?" chisaki picks up the pace, cock driving into your gspot as he struggles to edge himself. the feeling of your warmth almost too pleasurable for him to handle. he needed to cum deep inside of you.

"chisaki..." you cry out as he rubs your clit in circles. "c-cum in me!"

the words light a fire in the man, who pounds your ass hard during the last few moments before his orgasm. he'd had enough fun edging himself, and was ready for his reward.

"saki! i'm! cummin'..." you relax your body as you feel chisaki's thrusts slow down the moment he cums. he stills inside of you for the first spurt, bending over your body at a painful angle for you, cock nestling itself near your cervix as his semen travels upwards.

feeling the warmth provided by chisaki's semen, you cum hard. your pussy clenches down on his sensitive length and tip. chisaki, not ever wanting to pull out basks in the pleasure that you're giving him with the pulses of your pussy. he waits for them to die down before slowly withdrawing, thick ropes of cum falling out of your pussy.

"and you're not on birth control, are you?" chisaki cackles to himself, watching diligently as his cum pours in buckets out of your sopping pussy.

"i should fuck that back into you, shouldn't i?" his fingers meet your slit, and chisaki begins to play with the cum. you allow him to insert his fingers inside of your sensitive pussy, as well as play with your slippery clit as much as he wished. the man was fascinated with you, wanting nothing more than to make love to you for the rest of eternity.

completely beat, you close your eyes.

"so, gardener girl. here's a good $500." chisaki pulls out a wad of cash, throwing it onto your body as if you're his personal prostitute. "put it to good use. do something in your life. don't become like me." he says in a mellow tone.

"i'll follow wherever you go, chisaki." you say almost mournfully, eyes meeting his as you exchange sweet words and glances. "i'll let you fuck me as much as you want." you grin.

"sounds like the perfect plan."

warnings : fem reader (fem anatomy but no pronouns), established relationship, smut (mdni), semi-clothed sex, some petting, brief handjob, brief fingering, brief teasing, minimal prep, something something just something about kita shinsuke coming home to you after working outside all day

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“I can feel ya’ starin’ from over there,” Shinsuke says warmly.

A hint of laughter resides in his words, thick and comforting, and you can’t help how you smile in turn. 

When he relaxes, his accent makes itself more present. The syrupy syllables fall from his lips a bit sweeter, a bit slower, than they had previously, relenting to the arduous tires of the day. It’s a moment you find yourself looking forward to–when Shinsuke returns home after working in the wet heat all day, finally escaping the sun on his shoulders with freckles as its evidence, accent more comfortable on his tongue. 

You only hum in return, not bothering with hiding your gaze any longer. “Can you blame me?” you ask, tone calm with affection. 

“Hm. Ya’ could come here, instead. Let me feel you.” Shinsuke stretches as if to further entice you, thick thighs spreading apart on the couch. You watch as he raises his arms above his head–skin tanner now that spring is making its way across the horizon–and swallow your desire as you spy a sliver of skin peek from under the hem of his shirt. 

It’s all you can do but oblige. Pushing off the counter, you make your way toward your lover, still keeping an appreciative eye on him. The sun is good for Shinsuke, you think, making him appear as if he’s been bathed in the golden light, hair messy but still boyishly charming, dry sweat lingering near his temple. 

But it’s his eyes that draw you in–eyes that gleam with mischievousness but also fondness, softening around the edges as you make your way to stand between his spread legs. Placing your hands on his shoulders, you squeeze around the muscle there, sighing happily at the soft give of his skin, gliding them down to trace along his biceps. Even now, when the sun has long gone down and the temperature has dropped, Shinsuke retains the warmth from the day on his skin, and it seeps from him and into your awaiting palms. 

“What’s going on in that head of yers?” Shinsuke muses, tapping a finger against your temple, moving his hand until he cups your cheek.

Offering him a soft grin, you move to kiss lay a kiss on his open palm. “Just you,” you tell him, and it’s all Shinsuke needs to hear. 

Easily, as he’s done it a million times, Shinsuke’s hands find their way to your thighs, pressing his fingertips just underneath the hem of your shirt. He kneads the skin there, massaging in lazy, large circles, pressing calloused palms against your body until you’re pliant and malleable to his touch. 

Shinsuke likes you like this: safe, happy, waiting for him when he comes home, wearing his shirt and almost nothing else, smiling at him when he comes back to you. 

With a lopsided grin, Shinsuke guides you to sit on his lap, spreading his thighs apart to best accommodate your weight on him. A large hand makes its way to your back, kneading and squeezing your ass only twice before pulling you onto him, smile broadening at the content sound you make. 

When you settle on top of him, the first thing you feel is his stiff cock, pressing against your thigh, straining against his jeans. 

“Want something?” you tease, leaning forward to press your chest against Shinsuke’s. Making your voice soft, you tug at one of his hands, leading him to touch between your thighs. You sigh when he immediately presses to fingers to your clothed clit, rubbing it in wide circles, applying just the right amount of pleasure to make you crave more. 

“Can ya’ blame me?” Shinsuke recites your words, eyes soft as they trail down your body, exuding nothing but love and a hint of mischief that made you fall in love with him. 

The desire burns in your stomach, traveling up your thighs and settling in your chest. Suddenly, you need to feel more of him, to kiss him, to taste the sun on his skin and the day’s work on his tongue. 

Shinsuke meets you in a kiss halfway; with his hand still shoved between your bodies, rubbing and playing with your clit, he kisses you sweetly. It’s in stark contrast to how he touches you–still warm and loving, but he kisses you with malaise, lazily enjoying the feel of your soft lips molding against his own. 

With a gentle sound, Shinsuke parts your lips with his tongue, pressing it into your mouth, groaning when he sinks one, two fingers inside you. They go in easily, as if you were waiting for him to come home, and the thought has heat and desire rapidly swirling and spinning in his chest, making him feel dizzy and exhilarated. 

Curling them forward, Shinsuke parts only to press his forehead to yours, not stopping the proud smile that tugs at his lips. “That’s it, takin’ my fingers so well. Ya’ missed me today?”

“Of course,” you mumble against his lips. You nearly gasp at how it feels to have his lips pressed against yours, not enough to kiss but enough to feel, enjoying the sensation of Shinsuke simply moving against you. His breath is hot as he begins to breathe a bit heavier, and the feeling only grows when you reach between your bodies to circle your wrist around his clothed cock. “Want you, Shin.”

Your words are all he needs. Gently, he pulls his fingers out, helping you to tug his belt through the loops. The room is filled with mixed chuckles of exasperation when you get stuck, when your hands fumble, when you struggle to pull down the denim from Shinsuke’s thighs. The jeans are not meant to be tight, but the years of fat and muscle from working in the field make it so the fabric is not as giving around his skin. 

“Eager thing,” Shinsuke’s kissing down your neck, unable to keep his hands or mouth off you as you work his cock free. You brush your hand over the small trail of coarse hair leading down his navel, and Shinsuke almost shivers. “Makes me not wanna leave this couch.”

Fisting his thick cock in your hand, you pump a few times, not daring to miss the flash of need that arises on your lover’s face as you do so. “Then don’t. Fuck me right here.”

Shinsuke feels a small pang in his chest. “Ya’ deserve to be fucked in our bed,” he states, hands still smoothing up your sides, pulling up the shirt to nuzzle his face between your breasts. 

You’re hovering over his cock, spilling his pre-cum over your fingers as you slowly pump him. Shinsuke nearly curses when he feels the heat of your cunt just over the head of his cock, aching and pulsing to be filled with him, your underwear having been pulled to the side.

Then, you grin, and he finds that he can’t pull himself away from the eager, mischievous look on your face. It draws him in, and Shinsuke swears he falls impossibly more in love with you. 

“Then fuck me in the bed later, please?” 

The urge to treat you right–to pick you up and carry you to your shared bed, to love on you in the five million ways you deserve–is persistent, but with your weight on top of him, your hand tugging at his cock, Shinsuke feels the last bit of his resolve crumble under your touch. 

“Anyone ever tell ya’ how much of a minx you are?” Shinsuke murmurs against your skin, licking and lapping at your breast. He tongues at your nipple, sucking it into his mouth and moaning as you begin to lower yourself onto him. 

“Mm,” you moan, settling yourself over his cock, slowly sinking down onto him. The pressure of his curved head pressing against your sweet spot, filling you and rubbing against your cunt, is almost enough to have you collapsing against his sturdy, broad body, but you persist, rocking over him once he’s fully seated inside you. “You tell me that, yeah. But ‘m yours.”

Regaining himself, Shinsuke’s hands move to your hips, guiding you to rock over his cock, spreading his thighs wider to dig himself even further up inside you. Your words caused something warm to spread in his chest, swelling in his heart and filling any empty space with love and thoughts of you. 

“Yeah, mine. ‘Nd I’m yers,” Shinsuke drops his head to your chest, tight, strong arms wrapping around your back. He holds you close to him, rutting his hips up to meet your gentle, slow thrusts, pressing your body against his chest. 

He fucks you like this, then he takes you to the bedroom, just like he’d promised, and when you still feel the sun on his skin even hours later, you think that it must not actually be the sun. 

It’s just him. 

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belphie can already feel his cock throbbing under his pants when he finds you napping in his bed.

you’re all curled up on yourself, his t-shirt you’re wearing is lifted over your ass leaving a good glimpse of your panties.

he couldn’t help himself. he had been thinking all morning about your nice tight pussy and now that you are serving it to him directly on his bed he can’t help but take advantage of it.

his boxers fall at his feet quickly. he didn’t like the thought of waking you up, he wanted to let you rest but the need to slide inside you was too strong.

his cock throbs as he presses it against your covered cunt and rubs it back and forth. his eyes roll back as a soft moan escapes from your lips.

his lips cling to your neck. belphie sucks your soft skin from behind your ear to your shoulders, hoping this will help stifle his desperate moans.

belphie’s hand runs from your side to your breast. he gropes it firmly and squeezes his index and thumb over your nipple, “you’re so good,” he whispers in your ear.

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OCTOBER 1ST. VENOM

“eyes. lungs. pancreas. so many snacks, so little time.”

♱ — katsuki bakugou + monsterfucking.

♱ — synopsis; katsuki’s been a bad fiancé recently, he tries to tell himself that it’s all in his head ( literally ) and when his neglectful behaviour nearly ruins your engagement dinner — he has no choice but to make it up to you, with the help of a little symbiotic friend.

♱ — length; 5K

♱ — warnings; please read for your own safety! mdni, smut 18+, heavy smut, characters aged up to 20s, mentions of eating people, monsterfucking, dry humping, tentacles, overstimulation, pussy jobs, public sex, clothed sex, oral sex ( f!receiving ), pegging ( m!receiving ), fem!reader, venom!bakugou. not beta read !

♱ — notes; waaa!! hello everyone, welcome back to kinktober!! im so happy to be participating again, i hope you all enjoy whats in store for this year. starting with this baddie !! - m.list ₊ kinktober m.list ₊ taglist 𓆩♡𓆪

“just eat her…katsuki…” 

“no, you can fuck right off.” 

“why not? she is unpleasant…katsuki…its not like we like her anyways…” 

for the first time that night, katsuki indulges the mangled voice in his head— listening to the symbiotic alien that sludges through his voice and his body. venom is right. he hates his mother in law, soon to be mother in law, but the practicalities of it all aren’t what matter. red eyes drift to the devil’s incarnation of a woman, traditional yet rude and deserving of a beat down— katsuki thinks. if he could just take a bite, crunch down on the woman’s skull and swallow her whole, all of his problems would be solved.

“goodness, bakugou,” the woman leers with a nasty curl of her sweaty upper lip. “i’m paying for the wedding not for you to be dressed like a complete slob— you look awful, and at my only daughter’s engagement party!” she drones on and if venom were to murder this woman right now, she really would deserve it. 

“see? you are a loser, bakugou.”

he wasn’t dressed that bad, sure, it wasn’t the burgundy blazer and pressed white shirt you’d told him to pick up from the dry cleaners on the way home from work but— it was smart casual, a nice pair of jeans and a smart jacket. you liked that. that’s all that mattered.

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(i) things about HOT NEIGHBOUR ! GETO SUGURU

pairing : (very) hot neighbour ! suguru x fem ! reader

warnings : non-sorcerer au, suggestive, pervert suguru (as expected), ulterior motives, accidental flashing, shy reader (because suguru's that fucking hot), suguru the ultimate tease, important note in the end !! also i had too much fun writing this it's a sin

note : my requests are open ! feel free to send some in my ask box

suggestive content under the cut, minors dni

reblogs and comments are appreciated ୨♡୧

HOT NEIGHBOUR ! GETO SUGURU just moved into the apartment beside yours. you just happen to stumble upon him when he's getting his last boxes in, and you felt rude to have stared at him the way you did. you were not-so-subtly checking him out, as a tight navy shirt hugged his undeniably built upper body to contrast the loose black pants, and strands of jet black hair just effortlessly falling out of his bun. you were even more embarrassed when he offered you his hand with a smile, saying "hi, i'm geto suguru. your new neighbour, i believe?", while all you could spout back were stuttered words.

HOT NEIGHBOUR ! GETO SUGURU can't forget about you. he especially can't forget about the way you looked at him. and, it wasn't like many people haven't obviously gawked at him, but he especially liked it when he saw how nervous you got just at the sight of him. "she's cute.", he speaks to himself, going into his nap thinking of you.

HOT NEIGHBOUR ! GETO SUGURU meets you again when you're going up the stairs, as he's going down. you tell him that the elevator would be out of service for a while, even though he didn't even ask, but he appreciates it nonetheless. especially since you said it without even gathering the courage to meet his eyes. his "thank you" catches you off guard, since he ever so briefly placed his much bigger hand on yours, before walking down.

HOT NEIGHBOUR ! GETO SUGURU is also not bothered at all by the fact the elevator is working. while his friends say it's "unlucky" that the elevator broke down since he just moved in, he says it isn’t. he doesn't tell them why, but it's his absolute luck that he often meets you on the stairs, especially when he's going down. why? he feels he's been blessed by the gods that you wear short skirts so often. he gets such a wonderful view as he strides downstairs, while you cluelessly and timidly take steps upwards. he wonders if you've always worn skirts often or if it's because he moved in.

HOT NEIGHBOUR ! GETO SUGURU is surprised when you knock on his door, asking him to help with a light bulb change in your living room since you "can't find your ladder". of course, he comes in to "help you" with changing the light bulb as an excuse to check out how many places he can bend you over. you also asked him oh-so-nicely as you gave him the privilege to hear you say his name when you asked "g-geto, do you mind helping me with something? please?"

HOT NEIGHBOUR ! GETO SUGURU smiles when you offer him something to drink, since he graciously helped you with the bulb. he leans against the kitchen counter while he watches you pour out juice into a glass, only to suddenly walk towards you. you tense up when you hardly feel his wide body against your back, watching as his hand takes the filled glass and he (rhetorically) asks "this for me?". while he chuckles, unfazed by your slow nod, you're still too flustered when he moves away from behind you and stands beside you.

HOT NEIGHBOUR ! GETO SUGURU sees you the next day, both of you just coming home from work. he asks you how work was, how your day was, any troubles ... and you answer every question, but your eyes are glued to your door knob. at first, you don't see suguru smirk, but you're soon sucking in a breath when the man suddenly approached you, similarly to how he did yesterday, and uses his pointer finger to move your chin to face him. your head tilts upwards, since he's tall, and you could see his sly expression crystal clear as he says "it's impolite not to look at people when they're asking about you, y/n."

note : should .. i make this a fic?? like .. of when reader and geto get together? because the concept of getting fucked by neighbour ! suguru is too good to resist.. please say so either through the post replies/reblogs, or in my ask box !! thank you :D

· · Just in: Gojo Satoru just found out he’s a chubby chaser like the rest · ·

･˳ . ⋆ Reporting From Gojo Satoru x Chubby!Fem!reader ･˳ . ⋆

୨⍣୧ ⁺⁎˚ ⋆━━ Warnings : Smut, Dirty talking, pwp, fluids( squirting, cum on body and inside), creampie, heavy body worship, Gojo calling you a cry baby and chubby bunny, words of affirmation, pet names ( such as doll, Angel, etc.), missionary position, stretch marks mentioned, reader is shoko’s nurse assistant( guess you could say it’s the original verse/ au in a way idk), please enjoy yourself. Wc: 800

ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ┈•ﾟNote from Maydayaisha: This is for my chubby girls who doesn’t feel like their fave or anyone would love them. I wrote this with myself and other chubby/plus size babes. Love you all so much and just know I’m here for you all. Anyways, love you and enjoy my first time Drabble I decided to do! Also please note I did this in 45 minutes so it’s not gonna be perfect at all. <33

“ Give it to me, baby doll.”, Satoru moans into your ear as he presses your body underneath his. The cushion of your body was something he needed to drown in. He couldn’t get you off his mind the moment he saw you working alongside Shoko as her nurse assistant.

Your eyes were shut tightly as your dried-up glitter lip gloss lips opened in a big O. You couldn’t take him and he knew you couldn’t because of the whispery moans falling from your pretty lips. “ Cat got your tongue, Angel. Too much f’ya.” Gojo rose up off your body— watching you shake from how deep he was inside of you. He chuckled whilst rubbing your clit— your legs were about to close but his hand stopped it, “ Ah ah Ah, no, keep them just like they are, pretty. Shit! You’re fucking squeezing me.”

“ Sato-Ahh~ I can’t— I can’t please pull out for a minute. Lemme - ugh! Mmm.”, Your moans were a ballad to him, a beautiful ballad. Gojo leaned down to kiss your bruised, puffy lips as he slowed down his strokes. Only then long stroking inside of your sloppy cunt. His cum was already painted over your pussy and he still had the energy to keep going. It was so painfully good because you two have been at this for about— shit who are you kidding you lost track.

Gojo knew he was digging inside of your stomach because of your juices traveling down his big cock, “ fucking pussy is eating on my dick. You’re that eager to take me in your stomach, Yeah? Don’t leave me hanging here love, Answer me.” You were speechless and couldn’t even talk— especially when he rolled his hips in a perfect circle, pausing to fuck his dick inside of you with the speed you never knew he had.

Tears danced in your pretty eyes, eventually dancing down your big apple cheeks causing Gojo to lick them off as he snapped his hips into yours. Your body vibrations were the topping to his cake. “ Got your breath took away, huh? Didn’t answer me-mmm- but you’re still so pretty for me, perfect pussy taking me deep.” Gojo slapped your pussy with his clean, pretty hands. “ You’re crying too? Such a big baby while taking my cock. Come on, just a little more for me, cherry pie.”

Gojo rose up again, smiling at you, “ No matter what anyone says, you’re beautiful, fucking gorgeous to me, especially when you’re taking my cock inside of that warm pussy of yours. Gotta say, Angel, you’re holding on so well.” His words of affirmation did nothing but make you squirt on his dick like a fire hydrant on a hot sunny day. “Perfect. Perfect. Perfect. Gojo was chanting the words like the crowd chanting for their teams on a game night, only whispering it against your face when he bent down again. His moans were getting louder as he braced himself to cum anywhere in or on your body.

Soon Gojo’s long, slender fingers intertwined with your chubby fingers as his white hair clouded his vision from gags seeing you squirm and come undone underneath him. He stopped fucking you with a loud and long groan, pulling out of you when some of his cum got inside of you. He wanted some of his fluid inside of you and on top of your chubby body. Your pretty tummy with stretch marks was now being drowned with his white , thick cum. Gojo’s body was shaking drastically as he stroked his cock above you, “ Fuck, Shit! So so good. My chubby bunny. Such a good- mmmgh!- little slut. My good little slut.”

He stopped stroking his thick, pretty cock once all of his cum came out of his body and onto yours. Yours and his chest was rising and falling harshly. His red flushed face was an art you admired even through diamond like a vision from your pretty teary eyes. Gojo chuckled— watching you try to get your vision back by whipping your eyes. His big, rough hands grabbed your wrist, you should’ve known from his little smirk on his face, he’ll say the one thing you hated being called during sex, "My little crybaby as well.”

Gojo was now just staring at your body with his blue Crystal like eyes. He studied the way the different areas you stretch marks appeared at. He licked his lips at your body rising and falling slowly now. Your small double chin was so admirable to him. He was in love with you. Maybe even obsessed. He fucking adored your chubby little body. If this is what it means to be a chubby chaser then he’s at the top of the list. Maybe even in the VIP section with Geto, Toji, and Nanami.

Tagging: @shunsuist @happygoluckyalexis @honeybleed ( my baby I am so sorry for not tagging you when I put this out, forgive me) @mastermindenoshimaalicia @cybercandy1 @simpingfor-wakasa @angelshub and anyone else who wants to be tagged in drabbles