Jaw Dropped... These Parents Are Morons! Thank You Morons... 🔱🔱🍇🍇🍇🔱🔱🔱

HOT as FUCK... 🗽🗾🗿⚓🏮

BAKUGOU KATSUKI X FEM READER (SMUT )

‼️WARNING‼️:quickie ,some choking, hair pulling, creampie, 18+

Quirk: teleportation

It was a normal day in patrol with your angry ass boyfriend,he was yelling at you for something stupid, it didn't mean he was mad at you but it looked like he was, people usually were confused why you chose him to be your boyfriend when there are other people "better" than him because he seemed to not treat you how you should be treated but in reality he treated you very good, you used to think his yelling was annoying as hell and how he Got mad at everything and everyone for dumb ass reasons, but after awhile you saw that he grown to be a better man and even if it's a bit weird to say you liked how he didn't care if you were a girl,boy,tall,short,fat,skinny,black,white,hero,citizen,old,young or whatever, he hated everybody equally, and didn't really give anybody special treatment, except for you ofc , and then you two got forced to work together and be in the same agency for top secret reasons and that's how y'all got close and started to fall for one another, you then started to think whenever he yelled or got angry, it was adorable as shit mixed with a hot ASF.

Back to him yelling at you in public, he had this angry look in his eyes with furrowed eyebrows but you were mostly paying attention to his eye color, and shit were they a beautiful red, they honestly glowed more whenever he was mad, looked like rubies or some shit , you looked like you were in a trance while the bitch was yelling at you, tbh you were so whipped you didn't even hear wtf he was saying,not like it was important or anything.

"HEY ARE YOU LISTENING?!!" he yelled out "huh?" You said ".....did you not hear a word I said?..." He said trying to keep his temper from exploding (🤡) ".....no" you were still focusing on his eyes and beauty, "WTF HAVE YOU BEEN DOING THEN? I'VE BEEN RAMBLING AND YOUR NOT EVEN LISTENING?!" You sighed and said "I'm sorry kat I was just....I meannnn..... Your just so damn beautiful" he looked at you with a bit of confusion and shock,tbh you were a big flirt when it came to katsuki, you l o v e d to make him flustered ASF, I mean he's used to being complimented and stuff but he's not used to being called beautiful or getting hit on, usually people are too scared to do it in person for fear of being blown to bits.

"W-what the fuck" he said "did you stutter? Wow I didn't even say much " you smiled and started to chuckle "GGGRRR SHUT UP !! I didn't stutter!your hearing things dumbass!!!" "You say something? I couldn't hear you I was too distracted by your beauty kat~" you smirked with eyes full of love,you honestly couldn't help yourself when it came to his eyes, he just started to blush "awwwwwww your so cute when your flustered I can't really contain how I'm feeling right now.... I think I gotta sit down" "what the hell are you on?" "I'm not on anything 🙄 I'm just so I'm love with you like damn you don't understand how beautiful you actually are" "STFU! " he said while blushing, you really liked seeing him blush while angry it just made things worse for you and you wanted to kiss him, so you did , you just grabbed his shoulders and pulled him into a passionate kiss,at first he made muffled growling noises while you kissed him but then he finally gave in and kiss you but he made it more aggressive and you pulled away and smile at him.

"I think your really on something" he said with furrowed eyebrows, "I'm not you idiot... But I do wanna be on you " you said poking his cheek, he started blushing again and started to get angry again,before he could say anything,you put your hand on his shoulder and teleported to your penthouse "sorry kat I just couldn't help myself " you then pushed him on the couch and got on top of him and started to kiss him aggressively, he knew what you were trying to do and he pushed you away "WTH?? we're still on patrol hrs rn!" "Just a little quickie kitty" you kissed him again and he pushed you away "hell no!" "Don't worry kat, other heroes are also on patrol duty, everything's finneeeee plus nothing serious has been happening lately during patrol" "argggg" "come on..pleaseeee" "mmMM" you got closer to him "I just wanted you to rail me...my bad that I wanted to have sex with you.....alright if you don't wanna we can go back to work" you tried getting up but bakugou put his hands on your hips, you looked at him and saw he was looking down, contemplating

Before you can say anything he flipped you two over, now your back was on the sofas backrest cushion and he was in between your legs, he looked deeply into your eyes "just a quickie...got it?!" You stared at him with a smirk while putting your arms around his neck "finally knocked some sense into you, yes?" "If anybody needs some knocking sense out of them it's you, dumbass" "then knock me up" your smirk grew, he flipped you over so that now your back was facing his, he put a hand over your throat and made you look at him with an arched back,he had dark eyes "don't tell me what to do" he said sternly "pleasee" you said smiling, he stared at you deeply with strong eyes, you stared back "your lucky I love you.."

He then quickly used his other hand to go down your pants to rub your clit fast, his other hand still on your throat to force you to stare at him,you started to sigh in satisfaction while you rocked your hips with his fingers, he took his fingers away and started to lower his pants to free his dick, he lowered your pants as well and started to rub his dick in between your folds roughly while also rubbing your clit with his shaft, it felt great but you obviously wanted more, you moaned a bit as he grunted, he felt you become more wet and ready for him, he then stopped and angled himself to your cunt.

Without a second thought he plunged himself deep into you, his hand still on your throat, you moaned in satisfaction after aching for him for too long "I swear asshole if you don't fuck me to next week-" he tightened his grip around your throat so you couldn't speak and then he went in and out of you roughly and quickly "DONT TELL ME WHAT TO DO!" He let go of your throat and put both his hands on your hips so he could faster, you moaned loudly "YES KAT....JUST LIKE THAT!" you gripped on the couch cushions, basically squeezing them, he started to grunt and groan loudly "fucking.... shit!" He got one of his hands to pull on your hair to force you to look at him, it hurt a lot but you loved it , and he knew it, he then let go and started to hug you from behind ,still pounding into you,his chin was on your shoulder and one of his hands went back to your throat but his wrist was basically in between your breasts and his other hand was on your stomach so he could feel how deep he was inside of you, he grunted loudly "fuck (y/n)!! Feels too damn good! ..DAMNIT!" you moaned loudly "PLEASE KAT! CUM INSIDE ME!" You were also about to cum and you tightened yourself around his cock even more "cum with me (y/n).." he said softly ,you nodded, he then went faster as you moaned his name over and over again "KATSUKI!" and he screamed "(Y/N)! DAMNIT DAMNIT SHIT! FUCK YEA!" and finally he came inside you deeply and you came all over his dick,you felt eachother twitching aggressively

He was panting hard and so were you, he then put his hands on your hips and pulled himself out slowly, he liked seeing his cum drip outside your cunt, while he seeing his cum drip out, you felt empty now but then he turned you around gently and kissed you passionately, your hand went and grabbed his hair and the other feeling his arm muscle as his hands were on your cheek and hip, your make out was for a couple second then he pulled away "tf you'd have to get so horny in the middle of the day?" "I can't help it you make me crazy for you...or something...I know I make you crazy too" he rolled his eyes but he hugged you with a hint of blush in his cheeks,you didn't tease him about it and kept it to your self and hugged him back "well we gotta go back to patrol duty... We've been gone for almost 10 min" he didn't move an inch and you tried to get out of his grasp but he's just too damn strong, you kept telling at him to let go so you could go back to work, he's the one who said it had to be a quickie 🙄,but you eventually cleaned yourselves up and went back to work and he was more touchy later the day. God you loved him and he loved you.

Blush and fainted... ¯\(°_o)/¯

I…I need slightly skeevy Bakugou falling so deeply in love with you that he thinks of so many ways to trap you with him. The first, and most appealing, is getting you pregnant. So he hides (read: throws) away your birth control pills and next time he’s balls deep in your cunt he ignores the small pleas of “Katsuki I forgot to take my pill today”. That just get him rock hard and fucks into you even harder. He can picture it: ur soft breasts swollen and heavy, and ur tummy round and plump with his HIS kid. The kid would have ur wonderful curls and his eyes and he gets so overwhelmed he shoots ropes of cum into you.

cw: smut, mdni 18+, dub-con ? ( tagged with non-con too ), baby trapping, forced breeding, bakugou throws away birth control, scummy!bakugou and fem!reader.

:(( scumbag boyfriend!bakugou keeps you folded like a little deck chair, shivering as he forces himself brutally into your plush little pussy— probably stops wearin’ condoms too, especially after he’s chucked out your birth control— you’re so hot, so fucking tight around him with that stupid piece of latex outta the way...could you blame him now for breeding your little hole? surely you couldn’t, if you knew how it felt to have you wrapped around him like that, there’s no way you would blame him.

‘n besides, katsuki’s gotta keep you for himself. can’t have anyone rocking into your perfect pussy the way he does, getting his tummy slicked up with all that you leak— your fingers curling in his hair while you beg him to stop but your face pleads him to thrust there— right there. hitting the spot that makes the world a little clear and the sunshine a little brighter and butterflies dance in your lower belly.

“please don’ cum in me ‘suki,” you’re tellin’ him, begging him through your feather light and whiny gasps, your eyes are fuzzy and your mouth open wide with pleasure, taunting bakugou to spit in it and fill up a second hole with all of him. “gotta pull out, kay? don have any pills...forgot to take it—!” the heel of your foot starts digging into his lower back so hard that if he really wanted to pull out, he couldn’t. you’re practically begging him to trap you, keep you tied down with his brat and so is your warm little cunt. oh you want it so bad, he can tell by the way you greedily suck him in with every draw back of his hips— gummy walls clinging to every vein on his fat cock.

“why baby? you wan’ it, you wan’ it so fuckin’ bad,” he grunts, sharp teeth bearing down on your pretty neck— lewd slapping sounds twisting with the sex scented air, you keep on going to him. keep on gushing from between your puffy pussy lips and clawing at his back to bring katsuki closer and closer until your sweaty bodies are pressed up against each other. “you love this cock, you love me, don’t you?”

and of course you say yes, through ugly babyish tears and weak nods, making katsuki’s heart swell because his sweet girl loves him that much that she’d give him a baby? even if he threw away your pills and told you condoms you were for extras, you still loved him enough to cry on his cock and clamp down on him with a vice fucking grip that could milk the life out of him if he wasn’t holding back enough to make you cum too. calloused fingers flick at your swollen clit, rub and pinch your raw cunt until you’re arching your back and screaming for more more more.

you’re so good, you don’t even know it, body telling katsuki everything he wants to hear as he fucks you— shoves himself deep inside your wet walls, cockhead ripe with pre catching on every ridge. you want this baby, your body screams when your tits bounce at every thrust bakugou gives you— making him imagine how gorgeous they’ll be when full with milk for his shitty kid. he grips your thighs with his same rough palms, thinking of how doughy and pudgy they’ll become as you get rounder and rounder with his baby. he’ll wanna fuck you so bad, even more so than before— see if he can squeeze another brat into your cunt along side the one he’s about to give you.

and at the end of it, you’ll be stuck at home with leaky breasts and a bouncing baby, waiting for your scummy boyfriend at the end of everyday with a kiss and meal on the table all for him. bakugou needs that, he can’t just keep his desires in his head anymore. so he lets loose, languidly thrusting into your cunt even after you’ve squirted and your release is sloshing around between your bodies. the bed creaks below you and your cunt spasms so hard you might push katsuki out of you— it’s too late to say no now, you’ve been asking for it for so long now.

forehead pressed against yours, bakugou’s blonde hair sticking to your sweaty faces. “gonna cum, gonna fuckin’ cum, better take all this cum...yeah? yeah? fuck yeah,” his speech is slurred, tuning out all of your shouts and moans of protest that give away how much desire you still hold for your boyfriend. and before you know it, his balls stop slapping against your ass when he stills his hips, emoting a fresh load of his hot cum into your awaiting and abused cunt— bakugou thrusts once or twice more to make it stick, lining your fertile womb with potent white until some of it spills out like cream against his softening shaft— keeping your body trapped under his.

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."

Wow, this is much better consequences than I imagined. And it only took an almost suicide....🔨⚒️📐📏🖇️

Daminette December 2023: 29-Disappointment

Marinette watched in disappointment as everything about Françoise Dupont was revealed. She thought she would feel justified, feel happy. Instead, she felt nothing. Caline Bustier had been fired in the middle of class. Lila had been arrested. They didn't tell the class anything; they just told them their parents were there and they had to speak to them before they left. Even their parents seemed confused.

Adrien stood with Natalie in a line. Everyone was spaced out. They had all been told that the students weren't allowed to talk to each other and if a pone was seen, it would go straight into police custody. Adrien looked behind him to see Marinette leaning against her father's large frame and her mother stroking her hair.

Once they were led into a room, they were all let out through a different direction to make sure there wasn't anything yelled out. When it was Adrien's turn, they quickly learned this was mostly about Lila Rossi. Natalie began to ask questions of her own, as they had hired her. At the end of the session, they were told to head straight home. No one was allowed to stick around on campus. As they got in the car, Adrien asked if they could stick around.

"No. The officer said we should head straight home, Adrien." Natalie stated.

"Please. I just want to talk to one person." Adrien spoke, " They were behind us in line so they should be coming out soon."

"We will wait ten minutes and not a second more." she declared, "If an officer tells us to leave before the time is up, we will leave."

"Yes, Natalie. Thank you." the model, smiled.

Just before the time was up, Marinette and her parents walked out of the school. Adrien perked up and unbuckled his seatbelt. As he reached for the car door, another car showed up. A guy he had never seen before, quickly walked out of the car and hugged Marinette. He watched as the guy kissed her head before turning to Tom and Sabine. He could barely make out what was being said.

"Let's go, Angel." he said, "Tom and Sabine said I was to take you away for a few days. How are you feeling?"

"Disappointed. I feel nothing." she answered, causing her parents to tear up.

"Where will you go?" he asked her parents.

"We will be closing the bakery for a week." Tom replied, "We'll be with some family memebers."

"I've already gathered her things." he spoke.

"Thank you, Damian." Sabine smiled.

Damian took ahold of Marinette's hand and led her to his car. It didn't take long for them to drive away.

"Adrien." Natalie called out.

"Uh, we-we can go." he whispered, "I'm sorry for wasting your time. I can ask at a later date."

The school was declared closed for a week. No one still knew what was going on until Tvi did a special on their school. It was under investigation. Their principal couldn't show specific footage to the school board or police. He was arrested for money laundering, as he had never updated the school's equipment as he stated he had. Once he was arrested, they began to dig into the footage and found many inconsistencies, regarding some students. Tvi went onto explain there had been expulsions that were never approved of by the board. The board was now frantically expunging records and reaching out to families. During the special, it was announced that a student had been arrested for lying to not only the school, but also the staff. They announced that a few of the students' parents were now suing the young girl as she took money and items from their classmates, claiming to be well connected with celebrities. They had also claimed to put money towards charities of their choice or would help them get their dream job. Dupont was called a school of dreamers and nativity. The class couldn't help but think of Lila, Marinette, and Ms. Bustier. When they had been questioned about Lila, they instantly got defensive and threw Marinette under the bus as a bully. They were quickly finding out, they had made the wrong choice and Marinette was rigth about Lila all along.

Adrien had snuck out and was hoping to meet up with some of the class for answers. He had no idea his father was one of the people suing Lila, once he had learned she had lied on her resume and forged her mother's signature. The model hoped he could talk to Marinette, as well. He never expected to see her outside of a hotel.

"Hey, Marinette!" He called out, "Did you tip off the school board?"

"No." She answered.

"Then, how did they know?" he questioned.

"Because of you." Mari replied.

"Huh?" he asked, not understanding.

"This ended exactly they way you wanted it to." she continued, "You wanted me to let Lila lie and she would catch herself in her own web of lies. Her going to jail, being sued; this is all your fault. All I wanted to do was tell her lying could get her in trouble. I wanted to make sure everyone was cautious about what she said. They could have double checked, knew she lied, and then went along with her lie, for her sake."

Adrien looked at her, surprised.

"This isn't you, Marinette." he replied, full of disappointment.

Mari shrugged, "Maybe it is. Maybe it isn't. I don't really know anymore."

"Wh-What do you mean?" Adrien questioned.

"I put up with Chloe, with the teachers looking past my harassment for year, with Lila defaming me." Marinette spoke, "I feel nothing, anymore, Adiren. I don't know how to be happy anymore."

Adrien wasn't sure how to reply, when Damian walked out of the building.

"Are you ready?" Damian asked Marinette.

She nodded her head.

"Wait! Mari-" the model began.

"Go inside." Ordered Damian.

Marinette nodded again and went inside, past the security out front.

"Leave her alone." Damian growled out.

"Who are you?" Questioned the model.

"Her boyfriend." Damian stated.

"No. She would have told Alya and Alya would have told Nino. Nino would have told me." Adrien babbled in shock, "She would have told her best friend-"

"The same 'best friend' that pours drinks on her head and her sketchbook?" Damian retorted, " The same one who trips her in the halls and steps on her hand until she had to wear a brace and couldn't design? The same one who would drop her sisters off without any notice because Lila needed her?"

"That girls isn't friend, Agreste. She is a bully." Damian stated, "My girlfriend is seeing a therapist because of your idiotic high road philosophy. Do you have any idea what it was like to come to Paris, to surprise her, and instead, I find she swallowed a whole bottle of pills! She was dying when I found her."

Adrien paled at the thought.

'Marinette tried to kill herself? I'm to blame for all of this?'

"You almost got her killed. Would you have done the same, seeing as how you were 'in this together' with her?" The Wayne heir continued, "I'd tell you to stay away from her, but her parents signed over guardianship to my father so that she can get out of Paris. She won't even be in the country by Friday. Marinette will get the help she deserves."

"You silenced her. You made her feel useless. You made her feel like trash. You are lucky you have nothing tying you to her harassment or I would be suing you; trust me, I looked." Damian concluded.

"Huh?" Adrien asked, still in disbelief.

Damian rolled his eyes, "I called the board when My Angel was in the hospital. Did you know that Lila isn't even her real name? It's Cerise Lerouch. She is signed up at another school, here in Paris. She was never a transfer student from Italy, just a girl who likes attention. All those 'trips out of the country' was just her going back to her other school because she wasn't 'sick' anymore. In fact, she wore a wig and contacts to your school, every day."

Adrien remained speechless.

The Wayne heiress sighed, "I do not understand what she saw in you."

"Who?" The model questioned.

"Marinette. She was in love with you. I believed I had competition and would have to strive hard to earn her favor. All I ha e seen is a boy who is completely and utterly disappointing. " Damian announced, "Be sure to tell your little friends that the only thing they have done is earn the wrath of the Waynes. Same for the supposed 'best friend'. My family owns her dream job and now she'll never have it. How disappointing for her."

The young Wayne turned away from the model and entered the hotel. After a moment, he tried to run in after him, only to be told 'only people with special clearance were allowed in'.

Unfortunately for Adrien, the entire Lila Disaster had only fueled his father's intentions of keeping him homeschooled. He still kept in contact with Nino, but the others were busy with their own things. Nino had told him Alya had hysterical after learning she was being sued by the Waynes. They were suing her for emotional distress, for all the babysitting she had forced on Marinette. Alya had to pay all the money she never gave Mari, once her parents found out. Marinette had kept a detailed planner listing what times and when Alya had dropped off the twins. She had even recorded the twins, asking what Alya had told them and why they were dropped off. Her parents were upset with her and grounded her for the rest of the year. They weren't going to be able to go out on dates and she was now the twins sole babysitter. Nino recanted how Alya said her family was disappointed in her. They were barely looking at her and the twins kept crying how they preferred Marinette. She had also learned that she was blacklisted from the Daily Planet. After that, she shut down and barely said a word.

Nino went on to explain that he was trying to get music files he had given Lila because she knew some DJs. Other classmates were learning that what she had promised them, wasn't true. Juleka had called her father, Jagged Stone, and asked him about knowing Lila and saving his kitten. She quickly filled him in about her tinnitus disability when he didn't remember her, but he claimed to never own a cat of any sort. Even Jagged Stone was looking to suing Lila. After Juleka told Rose, she quickly emailed Prince Ali and was anxiously waiting for a response back. Ivan and Mylene had given Lila money for charities, but were unlikely to see any of their money back. Nathaniel had given her some art to hold for when she went to America to give to her connections. Nino told Adrien they were signed in invisible ink so it was being looked into.

The class itself was slowly falling apart. Max was worried about his grades and how a new teacher would approach everything so he asked to transfer to a private school. There was no evidence he had participated in the bullying so he had been free to leave. Kim no longer had someone to help him focus so his grades fell and he was cut from the team. Kim no longer bet on anything and was even spending less time with Alix. His relationship with Odine was falling apart. There were whispers of the Mayor being tied with Damocles about the money laundering and hints of an investigation looming over his head. Chloe seemed upset and waas pouting, but never answered what was wrong. It wasn't until later he learned that Sabrina had transferred school to the other side of Paris. Adrien couldn’t believe all the chaos that was caused because one person had lied.

Adrien had finally broken down and cried. Natalie found him and once he had calmed down a bit, she asked him to explain.

"I messed up." he sobbed, "I knew Lila was lying, but I used Father's logic: lies don't hurt people. I didn't think any of this would happen. Marinette tried to commit suicide and is now moving out of Paris. Alya is depressed. Lots of our friends are trying to sue Lila and get their things back. Some changed schools. Others are flunking! I got blamed for Marinette and her boyfriend said ther was nothing to stick to me so he couldn't sue me."

Adrine cried himself to sleep. Natalie informed Gabriel and it was only then he saw how naïve he made his son, by keeping him home. He was grateful that ther was nothing holding Adrien accountable, but he knew he needed to do something fast. He called up his sister-in-law and pleaded with her for Adrien to attend school with his cousin. As much as he hated it, Felix would help beat the naivety out of his son.

Meanwhile, in Gotham, Marinette had moved into the Wayne Manor. All the Waynes had been very welcoming. Damian had even introduced her to Jon; Damian explained that Jon also helped him express his emotions. She had an appointment for a therapist next week.

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the story of love: going back | daminette

summary: marinette returns to college francois dupont.

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Marinette inhaled deeply as she stood in front of College Francois Dupont.

Damian noticed – he was far too observant sometimes – and placed a kiss on her temple. “Everything’s going to be okay, Angel,” he promised.

Marinette believed him.

As she walked into the school with Damian, everyone stopped what they were doing to stare unabashedly at her and Damian.

When she walked by, Marinette could hear people whispering, dating Damian Wayne and our Marinette Dupain-Cheng? Dating him?

But she ignored them.

**

“Ms Dupain-Cheng, please reconsider your transfer-” whimpered Mssr. Damocles.

Marinette interrupted him sweetly. “With all due respect, sir-” which means none at all, you sniveling idiot, “I am not going to change my mind. Now, please, hand me my transfer papers.”

With a trembling hand, Damocles finally gave the papers to her. “You will have to go back to your classroom, to collect your belongings,” he said faintly.

Marinette was well aware that the only reason he wanted her here was to make his school more popular – not because he cared about her. He never did.

As she and Damian walked out of his office, Damian gave her an appreciative smile. “You handled that situation amazingly, Angel. I’m proud of you.”

Several students stopped to gawk at them when he said that.

Marinette giggled softly and kissed him on the cheek. “Thank you, Dami.”

“Are you sure you want to go to your class?” asked Damian worriedly. “I could get your stuff for you, if you want.”

Marinette stroked his cheek fondly. It was nice of him to offer but she had to do this herself. “No, Dami. As much as I would, I can’t. I need closure and so do my classmates.”

Damian scoffed at the mention of her classmates. “Your old-” he emphasized the ‘old’, “-classmates need nothing of the sort. I would like to make the pay for what they did.”

Marinette smirked slyly. “Who said you can’t?”

Lila Rossi had absolutely no idea what the hell was going on.

That morning, while she got ready for school, she expected everyone to welcome her and worship her feet when she walked in.

What she wasn’t expecting was the cold glares and derisive sneers she got from literally everyone in the school.

Like, had Hawkmoth sent another akuma or something? Because otherwise she was going to have a chat with him about it.

When she walked into Mdm. Bustier’s class, Lila hoped at least her sheep would believe her grand tales of Prince Ali’s palace but no one gave her a single glance.

In fact, everyone, including Mdm. Bustier, was glaring at her.

Mdm. Bustier eyed her coldly and asked, “Would you like to explain your lies, Lila?”

Before she could come up with another lie, Lila was interrupted by none other than her worst enemy.

Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

Lila smirked victoriously. No matter if her lies were discovered.

She could pin this on Marinette.

Marinette walked in confidently into her former class.

Seems like everyone was about to gang up on Lie-la, she thought with spiteful amusement.

You could hardly blame Marinette though. Lie-la had made her life a living hell for quite some time now. It was nice to know she would be paying for it.

She was snapped out of her not-so-nice thoughts when Alya yelled, “Marinette!”

The glasses-wearing girl tackled her in a hug – as if they had never stopped being friends, as if she had never ignored her, as if she hadn’t bullied her.

Alya seemed to be oblivious to the fact that her hug was one-sided. Marinette’s arms stayed firmly and stiffly by her side.

When Marinette gave no response to her, Alya finally backed away and looked at her – really looked at her – which meant looking at her stony expression.

“Marinette? What’s wrong?” she faltered, looking at her classmates for help.

And suddenly, they were all clamoring at her yelling about how good it was to have her back and how much they missed her as if they had never broken her heart. As if they weren’t the reason she spent hours wondering why she wasn’t enough for them. As if she they weren’t the reasons she spent innumerable nights crying herself to sleep.

Marinette could feel the anger building inside her body and was currently trying to resist the urge to let it out while simultaneously attempting not to get akumatized.

Hawkmoth was a man without a life and she wasn’t about to show weakness to the likes of him.

Completely ignoring her silence, her classmates and teacher (with the exception of Lila, of course) continued without abandon until finally, finally they shut up and by their fearful expressions – she knew why.

Showing the first semblance of emotions since she got to this hellhole called a class, Marinette flung her arms around her boyfriend and kissed him recklessly – completely ignoring her former-classmates as they had before and had continued to do so for years.

“Miss me?” Damian whispered against her lips.

Marinette nodded fervently. “The sooner we get out of here, the better.”

It finally, occurred to someone named Adrien that Marinette hadn’t said a word since she entered this cursed classroom.

In a voice that would have had her blushing mere months ago, he asked, “Mari, why haven’t you said anything? Aren’t you happy to see us?”

And then suddenly, the rest of the class was asking favors from her: Mari, will you give me a leg up (Literally everyone); An interview (Alya); A business deal (Adrien).

That was what tipped her over the edge, and judging by Damian’s smirk he knew it too.

Alya was shocked to see the anger that blossomed on Marinette’s face when Adrien said that.

“‘Happy to see you’” she snarled, eyes practically radiating pure anger. “You all could go and rot in hell for all I care.”

Rearing back in fear, Alya said, outraged, “What? But we’re your friends, Mari. How could you say something like that?”

Bad move, darling.

Marinette spun towards her, fists clenching. “Friends, huh?” she spat the word out. “Then where were you when I said Lila was lying? Oh, that’s right…you didn’t believe me!”

Using her momentary pause, Alya interrupted. “But you didn’t have any proof-”

“I was your best friend, Alya, you’re supposed to believe things like that without question.” Marinette glared at her. “And even if you didn’t, you were supposed to do some research about it, weren’t you?”

“But you were jealous! Jealous of your crush on Adrien!” Alya didn’t feel an ounce of guilt for what she said. She half expected Marinette to blush then and there.

It only served to make her angrier. “Yeah? Then who was the one to plan Kagami and Adrien’s date, huh? Me, that’s who!” Marinette advanced like a lion, Alya being the prey. “Then, pray tell me, how could I be jealous when I planned his date with another girl?”

Alya had no answer to that.

Marinette poked a finger into her chest, managing to look bigger even with her short stature. “I”ll tell you why. Because you. Were. A. SHIT. Best friend.”

Alya flinched at every word, knowing somewhere deep, deep down that it was true.

Adrien thought it was time to intervene.

Alya one of the most bull-headed girls he knew – though it served to be a flaw in this case, he thought regretfully – looked like she was going to cry.

“Marinette,” he said gently. “I think you need to calm down before you attract an akuma.”

Apparently, that was the wrong thing to say because he was her next target and Adrien couldn’t help but feel a little frightened. Especially, when the Wayne was standing there with a cocky smirk.

“Before I attract an akuma?” Marinette mimicked furiously. “Well, guess what, Adrien, ever since you told me to use the ‘high road’ I attracted 26 akumas because of you!”

Adrien flinched at her volume and Wayne’s sudden glare.

“What do you mean?” asked Rose, sweet Rose.

Marinette looked at him with a terrifying smile. Adrien felt his heart sink. He had a feeling this wasn’t going to end well for him.

“Adrien,” she said with an eerie calm. “Knew Lila was lying the whole time.”

The class was only able to stare at him in silent shock.

Marinette smirked at him so coldly, Adrien shivered. “And if you’re so concerned about people getting akumatized, then why the hell didn’t you stop your ‘best friend’ Chloe Bourgeois from causing more than half of the akumatizations in the whole of Paris?”

Adrien had nothing to say.

Because he knew she was right.

Caline Bustier did not like the direction this discussion was going in.

The whole class was hounding on Adrien like a pack of dogs and Marinette – her once role-model – was the cause of it.

What happened to the sweet girl she knew?

She didn’t realize she said it out loud until everyone had descended into silence.

Marinette shot her an icy glare. “The ‘sweet girl you knew’” she encased that in finger quotes. “-was a doormat, Bustier.”

Caline flinched.

Ignoring her discomfort, Marinette continued being brutally honest. “That girl would spend nights awake doing jobs for her friends – which you forced her to do – for free, the only payment being a ‘thank you.’ That girl let you dump all of your responsibilities as a teacher on her.”

Caline tried to protest against that. “I didn’t-”

“-dump all of your responsibilities on me?” finished Marinette. “You did. I was the one to plan all the class trips when it should have been you. I was the one to look after the class though it was your job. So tell me Bustier, how is it not?”

Seeing as she had no response, Marinette continued, the fire blazing brighter than ever. “And that bullshit about being the bigger person. Absolute rubbish. Forgiving and forgetting doesn’t make the bully stop. It encourages them. You’re a shit teacher Bustier and you don’t deserve to be one.”

Caline flinched when she heard Marinette use that profanity.

It didn’t make it any less true.

Marinette felt lighter than she had in years. It felt freeing to let all those feelings out.

“Now,” she said, sweetly as if she would have done before. “To the rest of my former-classmates. I hate you, and I hope I never, ever see you again because you all absolutely suck.”

She felt a spiteful sort of satisfaction when she saw their shocked faces.

As Marinette held her hand out, she asked, “My stuff please?”

Lila’s head was reeling. What the hell was happening?

She expected Marinette to accept those idiot’s apologies, not blow up at them!

Nothing was going her way today.

Except for one thing…

Lila allowed herself a tiny smirk when she saw a purple butterfly floating into the room – straight towards Marinette.

Oh no you don’t.

She launched herself up onto a table and trapped the akuma in between her arms. By then, the entire class had noticed her acrobatics and fallen into silent horror when they saw what she did.

But she didn’t care.

After beating Ladybug, Lila would take both of the miraculous and rule the world! She was astounding, wasn’t she?

As she inserted the akuma into her bracelet, she smirked. “Hello, Hawkmoth,” she purred.

“Mdm. Rossi, do you mind?” he hissed through their connection. “I could finally akumatize my target and you came in between.”

Lila felt her heart stop beating in shock. “What?” she gasped. “You want Maribrat to defeat Ladybug? I am so much better!”

She stamped her foot for emphasis, ignoring the people in the room.

Hawkmoth sighed as if she was a 2-year-old child throwing a tantrum. “Don’t you see Mdm. Rossi?” he said with exasperation. “You were only a pawn and perhaps a slightly useful weapon in my game. Marinette Dupain-Cheng was my ultimate akuma to defeat Ladybug and Chat Noir.”

Leaving Lila to drown in her outrage, Hawkmoth swiftly guided the akuma from her bracelet and into Marinette’s purse.

Marinette stiffened as she felt Hawkmoth assert his control on her.

“Princess Justice,” he crooned. “I am Hawkm-”

Through his usual spiel, Marinette heard Damian pleading her not to give in.

“-Angel, you need to fight him.” Damian was saying, ignoring her idiot class’s shock at seeing him speak.

Hawkmoth taking no notice of her thoughts, continued. “I will give you the power to make everyone who has wronged you pay-”

Oh, hell no.

Marinette spoke to him for the first time, interrupting his speech. “Does that ‘everyone’ include you, Hawkmoth?”

Taking his silence as a cue to continue, she said, “Because, honestly? My life was a million times better when you didn’t even exist.”

Regaining his tongue, Hawkmoth smoothly said, “Perhaps, after you have made everyone one else pay and have got me-”

“Ladybug and Chat Noir’s miraculous?” Marinette scoffed. “As if. Unless, of course, you’re willing to let me make you pay first.”

Marinette knew he wouldn’t do that.

“Absolutely not-” Hawkmoth tried to finish and persuade her but she interrupted again.

“Then I don’t give a damn.” Marinette growled into the connection. “I will not get akumatized for nothing.”

She examined her purse lightly. “And, just to be clear, I wouldn’t have accepted your akuma anyway.”

Ignoring Hawkmoth’s protests, she continued. “If you try to akumatize me or anyone else in this room, Hawkmoth, I’ll find you and make sure you pay. Starting with a hunt for your head.”

That was not a threat to take lightly.

With that, Marinette tore a teensy-weensy piece of her purse and smirked victoriously as the akuma hurriedly flew away.

Hawkmoth wouldn’t bother her for a while.

As she walked out of the class, Marinette made a mental note to put a restraining order on Alya and Adrien because she had a feeling they wouldn’t leave her alone.

That night, Adrien felt lonelier than ever. After Marinette had left the class with her boyfriend, his friend – no former-friends – made him an outcast.

Which essentially meant he didn’t have any friends except for Chloe.

Adrien expected some kind of support from Plagg, but the only thing his kwami said was, “I told you what to do, kid. You didn’t listen. You made your own bed – now its time to sleep in it.”

The irony was not lost on him. Adrien had never made his own bed in his life.

He was startled out of his thoughts when the last person he was expecting to come jumped into the room.

Ladybug.

Adrien jumped out of his seat and rubbed his neck sheepishly. “Ladybug!”

Only, there was something wrong with his lady. Her pretty blue eyes were ice cold and she wasn’t smiling at all. “Chat Noir,” she said stonily.

Adrien opened his mouth to respond but he was unable to speak when he realized what she said. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about!” he said nervously.

“Save it.” Ladybug walked closer to him. “I asked Tikki who you are.”

Eyes brightening, Adrien beamed at her. “Does that mean you’ll show me who you are?”

Ladybug hugged him. That was not a response he was expecting.

Nevertheless, Adrien hugged her back, bathing in her scent.

His ears registered her saying, “I’m sorry.”

And the next second, his ring was slipped of his finger and she was smirking at him. “that I’m not sorry, at all.”

Adrien gaped at her. “My Lady! What are you doing? Why are you taking my miraculous away?”

His Lady eyed him critically. “I’ll tell you why. Because you are not fit to be a miraculous-holder. Adrien Agreste, you have misused the miraculous of the Black Cat for your own selfish gain putting the civilians of Paris in danger.”

“But My Lady! We are meant to be!” Adrien whimpered.

“No we are not.” Ladybug said harshly. “This is exactly why your miraculous is being taken from you. You cannot accept the fact that it is not true.”

Adrien was on his knees now, begging. “Please, My Lady. You can’t do this.”

“I can and will.” Ladybug did not look in the least sorry. In fact, she looked relieved? “Because Adrien Agreste you are not worthy of the mantle of a superhero.”

And she launched herself out of the window. With his final friend. With his freedom.

Adrien cried himself to sleep that night, unable to understand why his Lady to his miraculous.

The next day, Marinette felt a huge weight lifted off her shoulders. Finally.

She didn’t realize how much her former-classmates’ actions were bothering her until she let it all out.

When she walked out of the bakery, she saw Alya and Adrien loitering by.

“Marinette! Will you-” “Marinette! I’m sorr-”

Marinette interrupted them both. “You both are meant to stay 20ft away from me. Didn’t you get the papers of the restraining order?”

They both refused to meet her eyes as they backed away slowly. Alya because her parents would murder her if she did anything else and Adrien because, well, he needed to keep Gabriel’s reputation squeaky clean didn’t he?

**

As she walked out walked on the Parisian sidewalks with her boyfriend’s arm around her waist (whose hand, she might add had a new silver ring on it), Marinette felt that she could take the world on with Damian by her side.

Bring it on Hawkmoth.

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I was feeling a bit of writer’s block this morning. So I went through my prompts and found this awesome one. It has a bit of angst.

  She lost her friends. The boy she was in love with broke her heart. No one in class apart from Chloe would even speak to her anymore. Lila’s lies had taken root in class, leaving Marinette in the back alone and abandoned. The worst part was that Marinette didn’t even know if she could be friends with any of her classmates again after the truth was exposed. In the effort to cling tighter to the coattails of someone who promised them the world, they had abandoned a childhood friend as if the friendship meant nothing; as if Marinette meant nothing. And as if that wasn’t enough, Akumas were getting stronger every day. Chat Noir was pushier than ever before. Most days it was all too much.

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𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 18+ mdni, fem!reader // mating press, mentions of breeding, husband!bakugou (yes, he's aged up)

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𝗕𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗚𝗢𝗨 fucks you in whichever way he can think of.

Sometimes it’s up against the shower wall, when he has your back pressed to the wet tiles and he still wears that same conceited smirk that had first ghosted over his rosy lips the moment you had offered the lame excuse of saving up on water by showering together. 

Other times it’s him fucking you from behind; hands and thrusts alike from how harsh and greedy they are as you try not to sweat too much because you’re both still dressed in your work clothes, and he’s got you bent over the now-disorganized desk in his fancy office – your tear-stained cheek flushed against the expensive wood.

He fucks you while standing up, making you watch yourself in the mirror whilst the only part of him you can see behind you is the focused and firm line of his mouth. He fucks you sitting down, when he’s tired and drained from yet another late-night patrol, and thus lets you take charge for once; warm, scarred hands that have held so much power and destruction in the form of a spark – and still do – turning gentle and caring for a change as they slide across the curve of your hips and guide you to a faster rhythm. 

He screws you when your limbs are effortlessly entangled with his own stronger ones as you lay in bed and toss around the bed sheets that he obsessively keeps washing after every more intense fuckfest. And he slams you in the car, too, when he feels like being risky for once, and decides to make you bounce on his fat cock like a little slut in heat, even though anybody could walk past and hear your kittenish moans.

Still, nothing quite hits the spot like a good ol’ mating press does.

Truthfully, you’re not sure of the reason as to why. The position could be considered rather vanilla in the eyes of many; it’s just spicy missionary, but goddammit, if it doesn’t turn your brain to mush and causes your heart to jump whenever he starts hinting he wants it. His eyes burn like fire, the red gaze fierce as he practically manhandles you into it like you’re some toy he likes to play with all the time, every time, any place, everywhere.

And perhaps you adore the position because of the angle that lets him sink his heavy cock so deep inside you that the overcapacity you feel at the intrusion makes your eyes cross and your jaw turn slack. Maybe you enjoy it because he looks absolutely beautiful whilst doing it: glimmering in sweat and panting in the midst of all the passion going on between you. 

Perhaps it’s the way he reaches out and his thick digits intertwine with your own; the chill of the golden ring he had placed upon your finger a long while ago, brushing his knuckle and sending a shiver down his spine because you’re his, his, his – all his.

It might be the way he subtly dips in to reach you better, so that he can kiss you. How his warm tongue tangles with your own, and he kisses you so deeply and with such feverish desire that you lose yourself in him; fade away to a point where he has to sink his teeth into your bottom lip to bring you back to him. 

How he caresses your face, brings you closer until your drool mixes with his own, and turns into something sweeter as the quiet, “I love you.” sinks into the saliva.

It’s the way he can rest his forehead against your own the moment his hips pick up pace and intent, and your knees are nearly touching your ears from the way he bends you to the brink of pain, and he has to focus to not make you ache, even though – fuck, it feels too good to do that right now. 

How he watches you break over and over again, then; crumbling into nothing but pure bliss as you cry out his name in that breathless sort of tone he absolutely adores, and that truly does make him feel like a hero.

How he can breed the fuck out of you after you cum and gush and turn oh, so very messy for the third time in a row. As that ring of milky slick gathers at the base of his dick and everything feels so sloppy and hot that he’s ready to give you his all and spill, spill, spill. Until you’re dumb. Fucked out. Dripping with his cum because he’s so in love with both you and your sticky pussy.

Who knows?

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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!

Fuck...😳😳😳😳😳

i just know older leon has a breeding kink.

whenever he’d get close to his orgasm is when he’d start the breed talking. his stubble running across your cheek as he whisper things into your ear, lips grazing the shell. “want me to stuff you full of my cum, huh? want me to fill you up and make you mine?”, “yeah? i’m gonna keep every last… fucking drop inside of you.”

thoughts of you pregnant with his baby, being filled up from his doing. your round swollen belly making everyone know you’re taken, that you’re his. god he could finish right then.

plunging deep inside you, as far as he can possibly get. tip brushing against your cervix to make sure you take. feeling the familiar hot liquid fill your body, his cock being used as a stopper, forcing his cum to stay inside you. or he’ll fuck it back into you. claims the force of his thrust will knock it farther into your womb. or he’ll just pull out, stuffing his fingers inside you to push it in himself. “better keep all of it inside you.”, “such a good girl, stuffed full of my cum.”, “gonna get you all nice and big, make you all mine.”

... I'm just gonna lay down...😳😳😳😳

𖦹 ` 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧

𝅄 ; synopsis : von lycaon is a true gentleman, he would never act on his selfish desires on his master. that is until mating season rolls around…

𝅄 ; warnings : 18+ , knotting , mating press , mentions of breeding “pregnancy and pups” , p in v , unprotected sex , light predator x prey , slight dubcon but everything is consensual , animalistic urges , slight fluff at the end

𝅄 ; a/n : my first fic on this account, i do hope you enjoy! my requests are open of course. not proofread ; sorry for any errors!

NEW ERIDU, is home to many individuals and home to many different factions. One of those being Victoria Housekeeping . You found yourself at the mercy of those individuals from time to time, especially the ever so proper Von Lycaon. A gentleman through and through , who isn’t afraid of protecting his dear master from the depths of the hollows where you often find yourself after conducting research.

Now, you knew better not to get too involved in any of his personal business, but when he sent a sudden notice of absence it worried you. Why on earth would he need to leave? For how long? What was wrong with him? You had to know, as his close friend and well.. esteemed patron. That’s what lead you to meet at the place you knew would have your answers. Strangely enough, none of the girls were home either, not even Ms Alexandrina.

It sent a shiver down your spine as you crept through the empty halls, it was silent..eerie. It was almost perfect for their faction at least but even for them this seemed a little far fetched. A little too silent for your liking. You could hear the way your heel clicked and clacked against the concrete floor beneath you. It was dark, the sun set a while ago..the moon shined bright through one of the cracked windows, the cold hair caused your hairs to raise and goosebumps to form. Why was everything suddenly so much scarier?

You just needed to find Lycaon and deliver the basket of treats you made for him , to hopefully quell whatever illness he described in his latest message as to why he had to be distant for a while. You turned the corner, only a few feet away from the room of the wolf thiren when you heard a growling. It pierced through your ears as the only thing breaking the eerie silence, that and now your increased heartbeat. You gasp, It sounded like he was in pain.. you didnt want him to feel pain anymore! You were just here to help.

You pick up the pace almost speed walking to his door, it was locked. You turn the handle again and again, calling out to him to let you in! To let you cure his sickness. Oh how naive and ignorant you are. The wolf was no longer the pristine and well groomed man you usually met , but more an untamed beast of pure and undeniable lust. The door swung open, almost off its hinges as he towered above you. Did he get taller? His chest was exposed, his once clean attire was discarded in rags behind him. He panted , his fangs almost dripping in saliva as he looked at you like you were his meal.

You didnt know why your legs burned as you ran away from the beast, you didn’t even know why you were running to begin with. You could feel your heart pounding in your chest as you heard his heavy footsteps behind you, no less giving you a lead. You knew Lycaon could catch up to you if he truly wanted to. But this wasn’t Lycaon this was someone—something else. You blanked, which way did you come from? Where were you? You made the mistake of standing idle while an animal hunted you. His breathing was ragged in your ear as his clawed hand tightened around you waist yet he didnt hurt you, in fact it was the opposite.

“Stay.” He finally spoke, his voice was almost unrecognizable as the rest of his appearance. His fur was unkept, his eyes were almost completely black as he stared down at you..but the small part of him was still there- that still wanted to protect you, his master. He knew exactly how to, he knew how to protect you from everyone else, everyone who wasn’t him—every other thiren or human out there who dared to claim you. No. He would do it first before them all.

Completely compromised, you’re almost forced in position with your face touching the hard cold floor and his hands forcibly tearing apart your garments. You squeal, you try and break free and tell Lycaon to calm down! Your pleads fall deaf to his ears, the only sense he can make out is your scent. Arousal, fear.. it was a deadly mix for a wolf, it made him crave you more. His hands were somehow soft against your plush skin, playing with the fat of your thighs as he forced your body in every position he could until he was satisfied. You couldn’t help but feel your core leak at the sight of him when you’re finally on your back. His cock was large and swelling, pulsing over your entrance as he tried to hold back every urge he could until he knew you were ready.

His long digits found way into your core, it stun as he dragged them in and out, you knew you needed more than this you needed him. “Ly—Lycaon” You’d call, forcing him to throw out every thought telling him to take his time. You needed him as he needed you, and who was he to deny his master their desire? He almost couldn’t resist when your walls clamped around his thick member, his saliva dripped down onto your exposed chest- coating your mounds with the liquid as his hand came up to massage it in. His pace began slowly, he still cared of course. You could feel everything, every thrust, every twitch—you could feel it all.

Gradually he sped up, he started to thrust at an unforgiving pace, his moans breathless and mixing with your downright pornographic voice, he never felt so much pleasure in his life—all that buildup truly meant something now that he can unload everything he had into you, yes, yes hed give you his all. He would fill you to the brim and get you nice and pregnant with his kin—with his pups. You could do that right?

“you-you will mother..mother my kin—wont you master?” He purred, his tongue lapping at your neck as he started to fuck you like an animal- like the beast he truly was. You could barely speak back, your brain was practically mush at this point. You could only cling to the little you could as your poor cunt got abused by his unforgiving pace. His knot began to swell against the base of his cock, you could feel it prodding at your entrance— no, you couldn’t take this! Not when you could barely take his cock. That didn’t matter to Lycaon though, you would take it whether you liked it or not. His hands came to your thighs yet again but this time to force them beside your head, your teary eyed fucked out face only urged him on.

“yes—yes! take my knot.. my beloved-! my master—please, please let me in..” He’d growl before biting down on your neck , you scream as you feel that familiar burst of energy shock through you- the slick from your cum and arousal created the perfect substance for his knot to slide inside of you..filing you to the brim with his cum. He licked at your neck as his tail wagged behind him furiously.. he finally found someone suitable for his kin.. for his love..for his desires to be fulfilled.

He couldn’t let you go now, not even long after he calmed down. In reality, he was terrified on seeing you now that he was in the right state of mind..what an idiot he was. “Master—I deeply apologize for my behavior. This is why I notified everyone about the full moon” His voice made you chuckle, of course.. the damn moon. “Master-?” He called again, afraid he may have broken you. You surely were “broken” at least that’s how your body felt.

“Lycaon”

“Yes Master-?”

“Carry me to bed”

“Of course..I am at your service”