This Is Why A Pure Treasure Like Marinette Must Always Be Treasured.. 😜😜😜😜😜☁

I love this... 🍔🍳🍯🍮🍝

time for some bakuhoe brain rot

just imagine him getting home after a long day of work

and seeing you in his black boxer w his long sleeve tee that is way too big for you😩

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LISTEN, katsuki has a size kink, i dont care what you think, its canon, he told me himself.

As a plus size/medium size woman, I never got to live the fantasy of being too smol for a hoodie and/or a sweater, but bare with me.

Protagonists: Katsuki Bakugou x Fem!reader

Cw: 18+ MDNI, smut, size kink, tummy bulge, daddy kink

Imagine a 6’8 katsuki, body carved by the GODS because of all the hero training he went through, he’s huge, hugeeeee, and god he loves the way his clothes smother you, just something about those fuckin’ sleeves hanging off of your hands, with you making those little ghost ‘boo’s at him, before breaking into a giggle makes his cock stir.

The end of his big shirt covers the boxers you have underneath, and he only notices you’re wearing them when he has you thrown on the bed with the shirt pushed up above your tits, his head smooshed in between to drag his tongue between your mounds all the way down to… his boxers? Fuck

He doesn’t know exactly what’s driving him crazy, the way you’re completely comfortable with wearing his clothes, engulfing yourself in his scent, marking you as his, or the way you had to tie off a side of his boxers so they won’t slide off of your hips. He’s choosing the latter, for sure.

He can’t help but moan when he just about presses his leaking tip to your cunt and already feels you whimpering and thrashing.

“S’too much, suki, p-please”

“Wadda ya mean s’too much baby? M’not even half way there” the gasp you let out at his response urges a twitch from his dick, and you feel it as your walls clamp down on him.

And when finally, after thumbing your clit and whispering “relax baby” to you a few times, he seethes in, and barely, god, barely, holds himself from cuming right then and there, tugging your wrist to place your hand on the bulge in your tummy.

“Y’see that, hmm? Daddy’s too big for your tight cunt, yea? Daddy’s gonna - fuck - wreck this lil pussy so good, y’want that?”

The way your writhing under him is more than the confirmation he needs, your walls are so fuckin tight against him, squeezing him for all his worth, and for the love of god the noises your wet sexes are making has him going feral, pounding into you even harder until you’re crying with euphoria.

When your orgasm hits you, you cunt squeezes him like a vice, and he can’t think about anything other than filling your cute tight lil pussy with his seed, and what does he do? Just about that, ropes of sticky cum coat your insides and you sigh and giggle at the warm feeling, your eyes droopy as Katsuki peppers kisses alongside your body.

Long story short, don’t wear his clothes if you’re not ready for the consequences.

Wow... 😳😳😳😳😳‹•.•›

SWEETS! CONGRATS!!❤️❤️

Could I please have a smut with King Bakugou and his Queen who already have 2 boys (6 & 3) but Bakugou has been contemplating a bit and feels something Is missing so suddenly one day he looks to reader and says

“I want another.” With a straight face.

Basically a smut if uhm…baby making 😳with a maybe dash of breeding kink 👀 if you’re not comfortable with that ignore the last part!

Bonus! The boys meeting their new sibling after they’re born❤️😫

A/n: oh my anon...😳😳😳

Warnings; sex/smut, some dirty talk, cursing (it’s Bakugou), breeding kink, impregnating kink (I tried) , some fluff, dad Bakugou, characters here are older and in established relationships! Proceed with caution!

Please enjoy~

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"Boys, sit down please the meeting is about to start"

You were currently in the throne room where a meeting was going to be held. Meaning the queen, king and princes must be present. However, you had very energetic bits at the ages of 6 and 3. Your eldest son Hiroshi, and your youngest Sora. You and your husband couldn’t have been happier with the life you had been given. They were your entire life and you loved them no end, but you did wish they had gotten your sense of calm.

"Boys, sit down and listen to your mother, or else No dragon rides ya hear?" Now here comes the king AKA your husband, Katsuki Bakugou the dragon king. Sometimes you were arrayed they listened to their Father more than they did to you but you were the queen. Wherever bakugou would scold them or tell them to listen to you they do it right away.

" Ugh, I could have been training why do we need a meeting again?"

“Because you’re the king and there are things you need to control and run in your kingdom.”

However, he didn’t know the exact reason for this visit. Apparently, there had been an increase in children in the kingdom, and a larger school and more homes had to be built. It was strange actually, he’s been seeing a lot of babies recently.

Not literal babies but baby things. The other day you had found a chest of all the old newborn clothes from when the boys were only a few months old. Next thing you know he’s got kids about the same age as his own from the village, asking to be part of the knights one day. And some of his men had recently become fathers for the first time.

He never thought he’d think about more kids after Sora was born. You had 2 boys and they were the perfect mixture and he couldn’t ask for more in life. But then he remembered how excited you both were during your pregnancy. How beautiful you looked with a baby bump. And the sheer joy of holding a newborn baby and welcoming them into your kingdom.

And of course the fun part of having a baby. Those nights had to be the most passionate, lustful, pleasurable night you both had in a long time. The sensation was unimaginable, the concept itself was thrilling. Filling you up, full of his seed, carrying his child. It was something wild and so erotic about the whole thing. And of course, you being the mother of his children was always a plus. In fact, he actually really hopes you are to have one more because he wants a mini you around.

"Shouldn’t be too hard to tell her.” He thought as he looked at you “it's just that this one would actually be planned and not by just having sex....does she even want another one? Would she want to have more kids?”

"...Katuski?" you said pulling him from his thoughts "You alright?"

"I'm fine what did you say?" he said sitting up straighter

"Well, we need to go down to the village and see exactly where and how we can build it. Boys you'll be staying here since it's almost time for your studies"

He watched as you lead the whining boys to their tutor and bid them goodbye with a kiss on their cheeks. Walking back to Katsuki, he stands and takes your hand in his and you made your way down to the village. You wave as you pass by and of course, Bakugou saw nothing but babies....again.

You were more into this topic than he was since you believed education was important for every child royalty or not. He watched as you interacted with the teachers and the children. How they all looked at you with admiration and love. Just as he was getting a lot in your image he felt a small nudge at his leg. Looking down he saw a young girl with grey hair who held flowers in her small hands. He crouched down to the girl

"You wanna go and give her flowers?" he asked her and she simply nodded. She was shy and seemed nervous to approach you with the gift "You don't gotta be scared, she won't bite. Would you feel better if I went with you?"

She nodded her head and held her flowers closer to her body. Taking her smaller hand in his he walks with the girl to you. "Excuse me but it looks like a bra- young lady has a gift for the queen," he said bringing her in front of him

"Oh how sweet," you smile holding your arms open to welcome her forward "What's your name beautiful"

With a small voice, she holds out the flowers and says "Eri"

"Well thank you Eri, tell me how do you like school," he said picking her up and sitting her next to your seat. Katsuki didn't know but you had fully seen his interaction with Eri and you thought your heart exploded. You never told him how you felt about more children but in truth, you wanted one more. Hopefully a girl. How gentle and calm he was with a little girl who was 1/4 of his size.

Imagining him as a father to your own daughter. He was already incredible with your boys. He made sure they were well-rounded, respectful, and strong in each way they could be...and then again the entire process of making the baby was another experience in itself. He became so primal and dominant, it was difficult not to want to have all his children. In short, if he had said so you would give him another baby.

Funny enough on your way home in the carriage you both turn to one another and he says

"I want another one" with the straightest face possible.

"A-another-"

"Baby. I want us to have another baby.....please," he said taking your hand in his larger one "only if you want to ha-"

"Yes." you said a bit too bluntly "w-well only if you think you can handle 3 kids," you said slightly smugly

Pulling you into his lap "obviously I can, why would I tell you I want another if I couldn't. Besides," he leans into your ear and whispers "now I can fill you up just how you like, as soon as we get home."

That statement alone sent shivers down your spine and warmth through your inner being. You were pretty sure the staff in the castle knew exactly what was happening. Either they would hear you later or Bakugou would tell them not to disturb you for the next few hours. When you came inside and greeted your boys

"Mama!" Sora came and you picked him up for a quick hug

"Dad are we going to train like you said we would?" Hiroshi asked

"Your mother and I are going to have an important meeting, stupid hair is going to cover me today," he said taking your hand and leading you away down the hall "Kirishima, train them, we're busy, don't bother us."

"Oh boy..." he said, "come on guys let's go into the field yeah?" he already knew the drill.....he said the same thing when Hiroshi was 3 then a month later you were pregnant with Sora.

Door locked. Curtains closer. Candles lit. Clothes were torn off.

His lips explored your skin as if he had never touched it before. His large calloused hands knew every curve and dip of your body and traced it like a map. Even after two kids, you felt a bit insecure about the changes to your body. However, he begged to differ. He loved your body with changes and all, he loved it then and he loves it now. He thought you were a goddess.

“You ready for this clock baby? Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you” he growled as he sat on the bed with you straddling his lap “what my Queen wants she gets” he said with a sharp smile

“How about, to start, you have some dessert before the main course?” You ask as you cup his face in your hands. With a deep chuckle, he rolls you onto your back. He kisses down your body starting from your neck down between the valley of your breasts, to your stomach, and to your hips. His teeth lightly no at the skin of your hips, as he pushes the back of your knees back and over his shoulders. Wasting No time he dives in and helps himself to have his favorite kind of meal.

His tongue gave a single long lick up your slit to end at your clit. He swirled his tongue around it and sucked on it. Your hands gripped at the sheets at his talented ways of pleasure. Your thighs squeeze and try to together create a welcoming pleasure for the man between your legs.

"mmm~Katsuki...oh gods..." you moan as your fingers rake through his spikey yet soft hair. He pushes himself further into your core as if trying to get impossibly close.

A low grumble-like moan sends vibrations through you, only stimulating deeper sensations. Your legs spread further, giving him more access as you gently start to grind back on his face.

"Ah~Katsuki..I-I think" he knew you were close so he just sped up his tongue as he played and toyed with your bundle of nerves. The knot in your lower abdomen finally snapped. You came like it was the first time..he always had that effect on you. He made you cum hard or he didn't at all.

"You never disappoint, do you?" he chuckled crawling up your body to kiss your lips. His hands bringing your legs to wrap around his hips. His cock teasing and prodding at your wet entrance. He came up to look at you as he eased himself in. Call him a narcissist but he loves to watch how he could make your face distort in pleasure. He loved to slowly enter you and watch your mouth fall open as a sigh escaped your lungs. You fit him so well, so tight but made just for him and no one else.

"Damn it...so fucking good, so good just for me..right?" he asked as he began to thrust into you.

"Y-yes...oh Katsuki" you mewl throwing your head back into the plush pillows. His large hands hold your wrists above your head as his hipa snap against your own. "oh fuck! Katsuki"

"Yeah..take it, take it!" he grunts angling his hips slightly upwards to hit that one spot you loved so much "gonna...gonna fill you up, knock you up....get you all round with my baby. Then another and another, you want that don't you?"

"Y-yes Suki!" he picks you up and sat on his heels to fuck up into you as your straddled his lap. You ride him as his thrusts upwards into you. Your head fallback, lost in the pleasure, the way he filled you and stretched you perfectly. You could feel his precum inside, almost like a teaser for what was to come.

"turn over, I wanna fuck you with that nice ass of your in the air." he smirked kissing your cheek. You turn around and with a sultry look over your shoulder you slowly slide your lower body on to the mattress.

"little minx" he chuckles giving your ass a spank. His cock glides in again. The bed creaks with each thrust he gives, every pant that filled the room. This was pure bliss! No one could make you absolutely melt like he did. You were secretly hoping not to get pregnant this time just so you were able to have this thrill again.

"fuck, gonna cum..cum inside this pussy" he pants grabbing the headboard nearly making it crack under his hold. His cock rammed into you harder and faster than before. You contract around him, coming undone around him. With just a few more thrusts he releases inside of you, still pumping himself into you. Make sure each drop stays inside. He bends over just a bit to lay kisses up your spine and to your shoulder. He rolled over onto his side, still inside of you.

"Even after so many years together, you still know how to get me riled up," he said sincerely cuddling you closer "Let's check on it next week and if nothing pops up, looks like we'll have to keep trying."

Turns out that the passionate session...did not work the first time and in the end, Bakugou decided to make sure to fill at least once every day. Until your next visit from the royal medic. Kirishima had to make sure your kids wouldn't walk in on your both around the castle. The bathhouse, the throne room, the stables, the kitchen...oh the poor castle staff.

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Fast forward about 2 months, you had fallen pregnant with your third child. You were both so happy you couldn't help but cry the moment you find out. This pregnancy was just like the others he took care of you, pampered and spoiled you. He helped you walk everywhere, massaged your feet, and spoke to your unborn child. Of course, he was there when you have birth just as he did the first 2 times.

Something magical about Kind Bakugou Katsuki was your ability to make him cry. For your first son, he cried so much the nurses had thought he wasn't feeling okay. Really he was just so happy to have you and your so his life. He looked at him and saw nothing but the love you both shared in a person who fit in both of his hands. Same thing for your second son and now your baby girl. You had worked so hard, gone through so much and you brought 3 beautiful children into the world.

After the midwives would leave he would like to sit with you both and try to envision what her future would be like.

"She's so beautiful...just like you. And she's going to be so badass" he smirked then a knock came on the door. Two little blonde heads popped in.

"Hey boys, come meet your sister," you say with a tired smile. They walk over quietly and Bakugou lifts them onto the bed. Sora on your side and Hiroshi on his lap

"Boys this is your little sister, Aoi" he introduced her. She had your hair color, his skin tone, and nose but your eye color. However, she also had her father's pout. "I'm counting on your guys to take care of her whenever I'm not around"

"mhm!" Sora said with passion in her eyes "You got it papa!"

"hehe good, I love you guys...so much," he said laying a kiss on your head, gently caresses Aoi’s cheek bringing in his family into a safe and warm embrace

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I hope you enjoyed!

Edna makes the sickest burn... 0:-)

Exclusive

Edna Mode was a renowned designer, famed for her harsh but accurate critiques, her fierce and practical lines, and of course, being the designer of the majority of superheroes.

And now she was hosting a fashionista gala, inviting those worthy of a Mode gala. As for those asking for an invite, Edna just asks who they are and calls security.

Lila, as the self-proclaimed BFF of Ladybug, and Gabriel’s muse, had already boasted of receiving the glamorous invitation. It didn’t just come in an envelope, it came out of the sky in a rosewood chest, accompanied by a bottle of wine and canapés. (Or so she says. Adrien and Marinette rolled their eyes. Chloé wasn’t paying attention)

Alya: Girl, I’m so jealous. But hey, maybe this will be a good thing. After all, Adrien is going with Kagami. Chloe will just stick with her mom. That means it’s a chance for you and Marinette to know each other better.

Oh yeah, did I mention that everyone knows Marinette is MDC?

Lila forced a grin but didn’t want to make any promises.

Imagine Lila’s rage to know she wasn’t given an invite because she was just a model. Adrien was the heir to a fashion company. She was not.

With all the bragging Lila did, she can’t back out or Chloe and Marinette will call out her absence. (Chloé learned about Lila being a guest from Sabrina later from gossiping)

So, she stole Marinette’s invitation. She did some editing and made her own customised invite, brandishing it for her class to see.

Marinette saw her invitation missing, rolled her eyes and reported the theft to Edna. Plz, everyone knows Edna invited her. She didn’t really need a piece of expensive paper.

The day of the gala arrived, and Lila brought out her invite.

The guard looked at his clipboard. “You’re not on the list.”

Lila: No, but I do have an invite. Obviously someone must have made a mistake with your list.

The guard snorted. “If that’s the case, then your fingerprints and eye scans should have already been registered. That’s what opens the doors.“

Lila gulped and thought about sneaking in with the next guest. But no such luck. Security made sure one person entered at a time.

As the security guard moved to push Lila back into the crowd of fans, Lila cried out that she knows Ladybug and Gabriel.

Guard: what’s your point?

Lila: You’ll be fired for this!

Guard: Yeah, yeah. I’ve heard this all before.

Another guard just scoffed. “You’re only a model. One of many in the industry. Miss Mode doesn’t care for models.”

Lila: what are models if not the face of fashion?

“Spoiled, stupid little stick figures with poofy lips who think only of themselves” Edna herself was at the entrance, wondering what was causing the disruption in her guest entrance flow.

Lila: How can you say that? Then why would Ladybug be my Best Friend?

Edna: the day Ladybug says she is your Best Friend is the day I wear crocs. And I don’t mean crocodile leather.

Edna points at a random guard. “You, get this so-called model out of the way. She is blocking the queue.

Oh by the way, Edna calling out Lila was caught on camera by the reporters.

One of them questioned why she was kicking out Gabriel’s muse when his son, a supermodel himself, was invited.

Edna: I did not invite the boy because of his face. I invited him because I saw potential (basically she realized he was Chat Noir. She would never invite Adrien otherwise. As seen from her quote, she doesn’t have a high opinion of models) That is, if he ever gets out of his father’s shadow. Because, let’s face it darling, what can Adrien do besides look pretty and play with swords and piano? You would think the boy would be in part of business meetings, but no. At this rate, Gabriel needs this gala to get out of that stuffy house. Realize that maybe his parenting methods are flawed compared to some other talented figures here. Look at Miss Kagami, focused on upholding her family legacy of fencing. MDC already knows how to run her own business after learning a bit from her parents. Even Audrey’s daughter has been joining in on becoming a fashion critic and throwing parties for political parties. But I must go, my guests await.

Back inside the party, guests were avoiding a seething Gabriel’s eyes. He had come to scout out the superhero guests, only to be called out by Edna on live tv.

Marinette went up to Edna and asked one of her fashion idols why she burned the Agrestes in public.

Edna: do you think Gabriel would change his parenting ways if we did not expose them to the influential figures of this industry, as well as the public eye? I guarantee you Adrien will be allowed more freedom of choice, lest Gabriel wants his son to be known as a coddled boy who can’t even make his own decisions.

Edna didn’t bother softening her sharp voice as she says these words.

Adrien flushed.

Quickly changing the subject, Marinette asked why Edna hated models.

Edna: it’s not that I hate them personally. I just hate their jobs and what they represent. Models nowadays are beautiful only according to the world standards. People who see them want to be like them, never mind that the models they see on the screen are airbrushed to unrealistic and impossible perfection. Now models focus only on their own appearance, trying to maintain their beauty as time ages them. They go on diets and become superficial. Whereas outside the modelling industry or such like, you don’t need to be stereotypically beautiful to be worthy. Where your worth is measured in kindness and bravery and talent and intelligence and anything beyond superficiality.

Adrien overheard and he frowned, not liking the idea where his appearance on ads is not exactly right. He only joined the company to make his father happy. But maybe it’s time he stepped into the business side of things and exit the modelling world. Bonus: no more Lila!

Edna snorted, “Though I must admit Gabriel surprised me with his newest model. Her attitude is lousy but she doesn’t strike me as a model. She just doesn’t have that model walk. But enough about the old man, my dear MDC, let’s talk about you. I love your gender-neutral line. And was wondering if you would like to join me in creating my next line of clothes for the Incredibles. A rare opportunity but I like style. Now take this offer before I change my mind.”

Marinette: wait, do I have to fly over or-

Edna: you are too excited, darling, but don’t worry, my assistants will send you the details.

Why are the Incredibles getting a new look? The kids are growing up and Edna wanted to move on to new styles.

As Marinette was flabbergasted, Audrey congratulated her for landing the job. Kagami and Adrien also beamed at her good fortune.

Even the Incredibles admitted they looked forward to working with her. Violet was a big fan.

Gabriel was seething and thought about akumatizing himself but come on, one villain against a room of superheroes? No thanks.

Drinking a glass of wine, he eventually admits that Edna had a point, however loudly and rudely it had been announced.

He would not be around forever and he wanted to leave the company in Adrien’s hands. In order for that to happen, his son needs to know business (if he can’t design, he can hire designers)

And yes, Lila was a lousy model. She survived by shooting with professional models who managed to overpower her mediocre work. But a deal was a deal. Besides, her contract was only for a year.

After the gala, Adrien happily quit modelling (aka Lila) to spend more time with his father, learning about how to run a company.

Marinette and Edna proudly claimed credit for the fashionable Incredibles.

Violet also became the talk of the school for her MDC exclusives.

Lila had been humiliated on air. Alya hesitated but finally did her research. At the end, she collapsed over the ruined credibility of her blog. But she can still get revenge by informing the principal, Ms Bustier and Mrs Rossi what Lila lied about. The perks of being a class vice president for a busy class president is that she also has the contacts list for emergencies.

Considering how Lila framed Marinette, there would be no suspension or detention. Only expulsion. Good luck finding a new school when Edna’s gala was a global topic.

When Lila returned to school for her last week (it takes time to gather evidence and get the attention of busy adults), nobody wanted to talk to her or even exchange glances. She quietly kept to herself, hoping for this to blow over soon. She was still a model working for Gabriel. She could befriend other supermodels (as if. Like they would want to befriend her after Edna called her out)

Hell, even her jobs were down. Gabriel just told her to take test shoots to fill up her portfolio until the hype died down (aka her contract expired)

When Lila was expelled, she was ready to be akumatized into Chameleon again. Except one problem. Everyone avoided her like hell so how could she kiss her target. Even Adrien was told to stay away lest his reputation be tarnished.

Ok, I admit it. I was hit by “I’m no Angel” quotes as I wrote this. But seriously, does anyone feel weird at the idea of trying to become thinner when your weight is just right, all the while you know there are people out there even thinner than you are and are starving, not because they want to be stereotypically thin, but because they cannot afford food?

Fainted..

Hhhhh breeding with Hawks. You just, ovulating and being extremely needy and desperate the whole time, while he tries (and fails ofc) to not indulge you because he knows that as soon as he gets his hands on you, you ain't leaving until you're stuffed to the brim and your tummy has formed a noticeable bulge from his seed, and y'all are still too young and ambitious for a child.

tw for breeding n baby trapping

no because i'm a whore for hawks and breeding :((( he's always been able to convince you the two of you aren't ready yet, he's only 22 and at the beginning of his hero career! you understand right?

but you don't. you're constantly on him, begging him to fuck you full and raw. "'s ovulation day, kei, wanna- wanna have a baby," you tell him and he's so torn. torn between finally indulging you and sticking true to his fear of tying the both of you down with child. he looks at you, doe eyes just begging him to fill you up and he feels his heart tear in two when he has to tell you, "we can't, sweetheart. not yet, okay?" and your eyes well up in tears as you storm off to your bedroom, slamming the door behind you. he sighs; it's not like he doesn't want to, god he does. he does want to, knock you up, give you whatever you want but he's afraid of the kind of dad he'll be, if he can provide for you and for his little baby.

and when he's knocking on the door to your room, entering slowly he spots you curled up on your bed, scrolling through your feeds. you look up at him, and your lip trembles, mouth full of apologies. "'m sorry i got mad, i di'nt mean to, i just-" and he's over by your side in an instant, kissing your tears away and shushing you. "don't need t'be sorry, dovey," he whispers. "i'm sorry i can't give you what you want." he kisses you deep and sorrowful and you let him.

and somehow this culminates in you lying before him, legs spread and cunt glistening as he sinks his cock into you. "i gotta pull out, okay, baby?" he says but it's lost to you as he bottoms out, your gasps twisting into moans as he rocks into you. he grunts, your pussy warm and wet and swallowing him whole that he wonders how in god's name he's gonna have the strength to pull out. keigo's always so vocal when he's inside you, whining about how tight you are around his fat cock, how pretty you look with your tits bouncing with every thrust. "feels so fuckin' good, baby bird, fuck."

you nod, delirious out of your mind, the only thing coherent being how bad you want to feel his cum in you, painting you white, painting you his. you hold him tight, arms looped under his, digging your fingertips into his back as he stretches you out, bullying your cervix with his cockhead. your toes are curling, breathing shallow. "kei- kei, i'm close," you mumble, the familiar fire in your core burning every time he rocks his hips against yours. "'m gonna— kei, fuck, please don't stop—"

"won't," it sounds like a promise, the way he's gripping the sheets, the strain in his throat. "i won't, never gonna stop, baby," and he hangs his head, forehead pressed against yours.

"cum," you whisper, eyes wide. "wan' you t'cum in me, please, please," legs wrapping around his waist, caging him in. he shakes his head, but his hips don't stutter.

"can't, dovey, can't get you pregnant— fuck," he groans, and you tilt your head up to catch his lips in a kiss, swallow his breaths. "lemme- lemme out, baby, please, i can't— can't cum in you, not yet—"

but you don't. you keep bumping your hips up to meet his, your ankles digging into the divots of his hips, locking him inside you. he could push you off, hold your legs apart and pull out but he doesn't, not when your pussy is drooling around him, fluttering on the edge of cumming. not when you're begging him, please, please keigo, want you to, need to feel your cum in me! please, please gimme it, gimme it.

"dovey," his voice quivers, hips slowing down with a wince. "lemme out. can't get you pregnant, please—"

you whine, shake your head, whisper to him, wanna have your babies. wanna make you a daddy, keigo. and as soon as he hears it he's gone. consciousness leaves his brain as he groans, hips beginning it pump back into you.

"fine." he seethes, arm coming up to grip your chin firmly. "fine, brat. want my cum? i'll give it to you." he pounds against your hips, pelvis hitting your clit with so much force you almost black out. he's rough now, fucking you into the sheets, not letting up even when you stutter a c-cumming, i'm cumming, kei—! in fact he groans at the feeling of your cunt gushing, clenching around him.

"you asked for it," he reminds you, hips beginning to stutter. "asked for this. to make you my little breeding bitch, yeah?" and you nod, pathetic and dumb, every little thought oozing out of your ears. "gonna give it to ya— give you as many fuckin' kids as you want. make such a pretty mama, i know it."

you're whining, nails digging into his back, eyes rolling to the back of your head. he's hiking your legs up, pressing your thighs against your chest to fuck you fuller, deeper. "want me to get you pregnant, dovey?"

you nod. he tuts, flicking your empty head gently. "use your big girl words."

"wan' it," you gasp, feeling his dick pound your insides incessantly. "wan' you to fill me up, gimme your kids. wanna be pregnant, keigo, please!"

he kisses you as he cums, making your swallow his groans, his whines as he buries himself to the hilt in you. he cums loads, thick and potent and white, filling you to the brim until you can literally see a bump from where he's stuffed you full. you gasp at the pressure, at the way cum trickles down your ass as he moves.

but he doesn't pull out. keeps his cock in you, muttering, take it, baby, don't waste a drop, yeah? as your eyelids droop. "pretty girl," he coos over you, curling you into his chest, softening cock still inside. "gonna be a pretty mama too."

Well in the movie she's actually a good teacher, so this is way better than what happened in america. I always feel bad at what happened to her because her fellow teacher is unreliable...🌶️🍄🍠🌽🌭

The return of Amy Squirrel

“When the superintendent personally asks you to work at one of the worst schools…you say yes.”

Not only is Amy a more suspicious teacher than Ms Bustier, but she will be taking over Ms Bustier’s class while the latter is on maternity leave.

Now Amy may treat everyone like they are in kindergarten, but she has a history. She was forcibly transferred after her rival framed her for being on drugs. Said rival Elizabeth was now a guidance counselor but it galled Amy to be sent to Paris, aka the emotionally troubled city, to teach the akuma class, under false charges. In hindsight, she really should have returned Elizabeth’s desk after stealing it to check for drugs.

The unfairness and humiliation made Amy reflect on the situation and she vowed to be smarter, more prepared to see through such tricks.

Naturally, when it comes to Chloe’s bullying, Amy puts Chloe in a time out. When Chloe calls her father angrily, but Amy scolds her for talking to her father as if he is her servant. And Chloe is making her family look bad. Audrey happens to be near Andre when Amy says this and hearing this, agrees Claudine should be disciplined and gives Amy free reign. Until she is respectable, she isn’t a Bourgeois. Chloe is akumatized except Amy has a solution for this. While the butterfly is happily accepted by Chloe, Amy punches her, knocking her unconscious while Alya posts on her blog about the akuma so Ladybug has an excuse to come purify the butterfly.

Chloe: You punched me!

Amy: Your mother authorised me to use any means to make sure you don’t keep embarrassing her. Frankly, you losing again to Ladybug would be humiliating since it just enforces to your mother that you are a loser.

Chloe is stunned to see she has lost influential power. Aka she can be sent to detention and her parents won’t help her.

Now, Marinette is holding a car wash for a future field trip. Seeing Marinette’s clumsy and efficient record (she was practically doing half of Caline’s work for the pregnant lady), Amy did not mind. She minded however when Lila, who did not show up at the car wash at all, said she felt bad about not being able to help and volunteered to help with the money arrangements.

Marinette and Caline: Absolutely not

The class was stunned. Marinette was not expecting someone to be on her side.

Caline: I know your reputation for being charitable Lila, unfortunately it is that reputation that leads me to mistrust you with this. Mylene told me how you had donated the money she organised to your fundraiser for the poor instead of her preferred save the earth charity. While the cause is still noble, the donators wanted the money to go to the earth. I cannot risk you donating our fundraiser trip money to another one of your noble causes. If you are that worried about their causes, you can ask your class to help with another fundraiser, except Marinette and Alya, they need to help me plan the field trip.

Lila gritted her teeth. This immature teacher was a hindrance!

Amy had done her research on Lila too. A disturbing number of ailments and disorders, long leaves of absences with parent approval, and she was not unaware how the class catered to Lila by helping her copy notes, buy her lunch, carry her backpack, etc. All in all, Amy would not want to look before she leapt and think Lila a liar but she finds her suspicious. When she confides to Damocles, he mentions Lila’s lying disorder.

Amy: THAT’S BONKERS! And if she is telling the truth, how can you know when she lies, we need a proper authority figure to guide us on how to help accommodate Lila’s needs. We cannot trust the poor girl whose ability to distinguish fact from fiction is so hampered.

Damocles: I have tried reaching out to her mother, but she’s so busy, I’m afraid emails are allowed. Rest assured they are detailed.

Having dealt with Elizabeth, Amy was not discounting the possibility that the email was a fake.

Amy: May I see Mrs Rossi’s occupation? What job is more important than being here for her daughter.

Principal passed her a paper. “She’s the ambassador of Italy.“

Amy: And what does it mean for Italy if she cannot even be there for her child?

Principal had no idea how to respond to that.

Amy personally went to the embassy to talk to Mrs Rossi and boy was there some clarifications to be made.

If Amy was immature, Diplomat Rossi was oblivious/ignorant. The diplomat readily agreed to come with Amy and see the principal.

The next morning, Lila was called to the principal’s office where she was roundly scolded for lying and framing Marinette.

Damocles: Lila Rossi, you are hereby expelled.

Lila promptly runs away, to become Cerise. She has 2 more mothers to financially rely on.

Mrs Rossi speaks to the class and tells them the truth about Lila. She apologises to Marinette. She also asks that if Lila should contact them, to call her.

Only, Lila isn’t answering any of their calls.

Marinette is so thrilled with Amy handling her bullies. She is so much more efficient than Ms Bustier!

Her efforts were enough to get her promoted from substitute to main teacher.

And the best miraculous ladybug salt goes to unmaskedagain. Applause... 🌟💚🌟🌟💚🌟💙🌟

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Truth is Subjective

            This post is based off a prompt by #galahadwilder. I give all credit to them for the idea.

This did not turn out the way I wanted it to. AT ALL. I completely missing the mark; or in this case prompt. I couldn’t figure out how to make it work like I had envisioned when I first read the prompt. And now I’m just like ugh. L

When Ladybug saw Alya frantically waving her down from where she was on top of her apartment roof. It was, nearly after midnight. She just finished off an Akuma. However, emotions had been running high among the students in her class so Ladybug didn’t hesitate to see what was wrong. Alya made not have been her best friend, or any type of friend, anymore but Ladybug was still a hero.

           A hero who was not happy to see Lila Rossi standing next to her.

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I wish my mother a large amount of happiness and a job that she will enjoy...

reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)

i actually need to have shower sex with leon so fucking bad.

your front shoved flush against the glass door, tits smushed against the surface. he’d pull your hair lightly, enough for your back to arch, giving him better access to your drenched cunt. wrapping an arm around your hips or waist to keep your steady for his brutally fast pace.

or he’d have your back against the cold tiles, legs wrapped around his waist as he pistons into you. holding you up by your ass, moving one hand down to toy with your puffy little clit. your eyes being able to watch as his hair sticks to his forehead, the mixture of sweat and water running down his skin. i wanna lick him.

the constant sound of moans, groans, skin slapping and your pussy squelching all being slightly muffled by the running water. his harsh voice whispering sweet things to help you over the edge. constant praise!

when he’d know you’re about to cum, he’s pressing firm rubs on your clit, flicking it determinedly with his thumb. feeling you clench around him, your pussy silently begging for him to push you over the edge. “such a greedy girl, hm? always begging for more.” then when you’d cum, he help you ride your high. constantly grinding his cock further into you, hitting your soft spongy part repeatedly. his forehead against yours as groans leave his mouth, eyes sown shut as he cums.

if you’d let him finish inside you, he’d either keep his cock stuffed inside you, not wanting any drop of him to come out. or, he’d pull out, watching the mixture of both of your orgasms pour out of your aching cunt.

and of course he’d help you wash yourself after. scrubbing your hair and washing down your body. pressing kisses to your shoulder, and all around your neck.

THIS IS JUSTICE AND KARMA!!!!!:-(

BURN THE WITCH! - Part 8

Finally! It is finished.

Also…warnings I guess for itchiness. And severe scratching due to itchiness.

Here goes:

Lila was prideful. Exceedingly so. But let it not be said she was too prideful to know when it was time to jump ship.

And the ship that was Paris was sinking fast.

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Here's a story with some inspiration by an author of tumblr, miggiisdumb, she also has a Twitter account. Her sexy black female characters are awesome, ok here's the story; Bakugo gets new neighbours. Dawyne The rock Johnson who is a quirkless but badass firefighter, he once saved the president of Japan's life and was given a pardon and asked to move to Japan to help their fire fighters. The rock is married to a quirkless African American who was adopted by Koreans and an excellent health cook, her name is kkul, they named her honey because she's a sweetheart. They both have an older son who is a wrestler and lives in America, They're 4 daughters; migeria, Camilla, diamond and princess. Migeria, the eldest of these triplets is like her dad but she somehow develop a quirk, anything she eats becomes healthy nutrition for her body so she never gets fat, she's a badass like her dad who kicked Katsuki's ass. Camilla is a strong and brave girl who wants to be a therapist, she's quirkless but doesn't care, like her sister and father she can kick ass. Diamond, she's a fighter and has a smile that glows like the moon, gorgeous eyes that shine like diamonds and training to be a quirkless doctor. Last is princess who loves pop music and wants to become a quirkless pop star, she can kick ass like her sisters and father.

This gives Katsuki a reality check that even quirkless people ain't weak or useless, so he begs the rock to train him. Izuku also gets trained by Migeria who sees Izuku as a little brother, Katsuki and Izuku beefed up and later meets Kirishima who joins in their training and becomes beefy like them. There are many oc pairings in this story of different nationalities, there will also be lemons in this story.

Pls Miggi, I really want to create a fanfiction with this character and a few other oc's.

Bothering ur bf🧡