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#melanie martinez

Melanie photographed at the Madison Square Garden arena in New York City.

📸: thegarden, Emma Goldschmidt

Happy Lesbian Visibility Week have some lesbian doodles

ぬいぐるみ - stuffed toy

ft. katsuki bakugo, izuku midoryia, shoto todoroki, eijiro kirishima, denki kaminari, tenya iida, hitoshi shinsou x reader (separately)

summary: having a plushie of them (replacing them with mini them)

type of ff: smau

warnings: just swearing

authors note: this lowkey reminds me of oikawa abuse 😔💔

forehead katsuki 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

Bonus: Catsuki

nerd!gojo always holds his hand over yours when you jerk him off. he guides your fist up and down on his cock like he's doing it himself and the whole point of your hand being there is null and void. he might as well be masturbating.

you get upset about it one day, sitting back on your heels and giving his cock a gentle squeeze so he slows down. he looks at you with wide, hazed eyes, glossy with lust and need and everything else that makes him so fucking pretty! "why'd you stop?"

"you could do this yourself," you nod down to where his larger hand wraps around your smaller one, still closed around his weeping cock. "you're doing all the work, toru."

you try to loosen your grip and pull back, maybe suggest some other way of getting him off together, when he tightens his grip and forces your hand to still on his cock. he's a little red in the cheeks, long lashes fluttering under his glasses as he musters up the words he needs.

"i like holding your hand, is all."

Bakugou who just loves to look at you when you’re getting ready, it’s like he’s in a trance. As your putting on your clothes, doing your hair and makeup his eyes will never leave your figure till you’re done. He likes to get ready fast first so he can see you get ready. The first couple of times his eyes are on you, you get flustered and shy and tell him to stop looking at you while you’re getting ready. He’ll just grunt and mumble how he isn’t looking at you and looks away from you, but not even a minute later his eyes are drawn back you. As time passes you’re soon used to his eyes staring at you, now you love it and get giddy when he looks at you. Making getting ready feel intimate and special. He will never get sick and tired watching lovely you get ready.

can you do frat boy kirishima or sero?

god yes why not both

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the frat bros ✧.*

kirishima x reader x sero ੈ✩‧₊˚

two individual parts third part you get fucked by both of them. lol!!

summary: smut! anal, double penetration, sex, brief oral sex, spanking, squirting. you met kirishima and sero at a frat party that they hosted. meeting them individually, then later on you have a threesome with them.

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intro: you had been at this party for quite a minute, and your boredom was creeping in. only one thing could save you now. a man.

part one: kirishima

thinking about frat boy! kirishima. the man you found in the kitchen. he stood above everyone and his muscles were prominent in his clothes. the alcohol in your system was doing a great job and giving you the motivation to introduce yourself to him. walking over you stumbled before you could fully get to him. embarrassment flooded your system. ‘you okay babe?’ he laughed pulling you onto your feet. ‘i’m fine just…embarrassed.’ you laughed in your hands. he gave you a firm pat on your back with a hand that lingered. looking up and him, you were smitten. he was gorgeous. ‘your gorgeous.’ he said to you. you gasped. his own words seemed to catch him off guard as well. ‘is this your party?’ you asked him with batting lashes. trying to win him over. ‘well yes, it’s me and my friends.’ he answered. you nodded your head in agreement. ‘want to take some shots? here follow me.’ he lead you to the alcohol, a hand on your back at all times. his touch did somthing to you. after pouring the shots, you had put a cut up lime in your mouth. taking it out just to talk to him, ‘take a shot and the lime is right hereee’ you laughed while putting the lime back in your mouth. his eyebrows raised as he looked back at you with a smile. ‘i like the way you think.’ taking the shot he downed it. making a sour face before his eyes locked back into yours. without a word he grabbed the back of your neck and his lips met yours. you parted your mouth for him to get the lime. your felt his tongue venture in your mouth. he groaned, it was noticeable. it was hot. he parted from you before you could notice. opening your eyes you were met with him smiling at you with the lime in his mouth. ‘i hope i see you later tonight. you know what.. i will see you later tonight.’ and with that he walked away. the heat in your stomach uncontrolled.

part two: sero

thinking about frat boy! sero. you had only really heard of him in stories. the guy that somehow was always smoking a joint, always rolling somthing for the pretties girls there. so tell me why tonight, you were sitting with him. it had been a long long time since you saw your friends and your pretty sure they left by now. but that didn’t matter. not when you were sitting with him. it was a long long time since you had been this attracted to someone. and god u weren’t going to walk away without a kiss that’s forsure. the way his eyes trailed and stoped at some areas of your body. you new he felt the same way. you two were the only ones in the room. he whispered a hush ‘cmere baby’, before he pulled you into his lap. he made the first move a soft kiss on your lips, one hand on your ass and the other holding the weed you two had been smoking on. parting you said ‘you kiss everyone like your a gentleman or is it just me?’ you giggled. he swooned, ‘just you baby, but shit… fuck it.’ it wasn’t until he laid his lips on yours a second time that you felt everything he yearned for. his hips jumped under you and the kisses pace fastened. everything felt hot. on cloud 9 even. slobbering and tongue fucking eachother you groaned when he disconnected the two of you. ‘you like that?’ he grabbed your hips, grinding you against his hard length. ‘mmhm!’ you shook your head. ‘stand up, i have an idea babe.’

part three: both

thinking about the two frat boys kirishima and sero, that just loveeee watching eachother fuck you. the two of these guys controlled the party. and now you were in bed with both of them. one you had shared shots with earlier, and the other you had shared weed. you were truly on cloud nine. you laughed when zero showed you him guy friend that also wanted to have a threesome, because really you thought it would be anyone but him. kirishima laughed too, mostly because he was embarrassed. but now, your the one who is embarrassed. sero watched from his spot on the bed as kirishima fucked his fat cock in and out of you with hard pounding. your boobs bouncing from the force. back arched in doggy style, you slurred and moaned. it wasn’t long until sero took over. kirishima moved out of the way for his frat brother to pick you up. your back pressed against his chest. your legs bent all the way to your ribs. your pretty pussy was on full show for both of them. sero positioned himself into as he fucked you full-nelson. you saw kirishima jerk himself off in your peripheral. sero groaned from behind you. ‘isn’t she pretty bro? fucking taking all my cock like a good girl..’ he says as he pumped himself in and out of you. you moaned in response, clenching your walls around his cock. ‘getting fucked like a whore. fuck yes you like that, i can tell baby.’ sero groaned. you watched as kirishima got up from his spot. coming to see the two of you face to face.slowly he bent over and ran his mouth on the outside of your pussy. sero never faltered. fucking into you with faster pace, as his friend laid open mouthed kisses on your cunt. kirishima looked up at you with litted eyes. making sure you noticed him pumping his big fat cock. ‘fuck can we share her sero?’ kiri asked face still planted on your wet cunt. ‘only if she wants too.’ you shook your head yes before they even asked you. now on the bed, kirishima was under you, sero fucking you from behind. both your holes penetrated, kirishima finding a warm spot in your cunt. sero fucked into your ass. both their rhythms were mind boggling and far too much for you. as kirishima grabbed and twisted your nipples, sero spanked your ass. leaving red patches all over your skin. ‘you fucking like this?’ sero said slapping your ass again. you moaned in response. kirishimas eyes never left yours. as he pounded into even when your lost your footing, he held you up. his strong arms taking a grip on your elbows and angling your back farther. ‘feel that sero? how does fucking her ass feel? tell me about it.’ he said with a coy smirk. making your brain melt. ‘feels like she likes when you arch her back like that. fucking slut has a thing for you. everytime she talks she clenches- fuck so hard-‘ sero says laying his palm on your ass again. the pain felt so good. ‘fucka ah! yeah she fucking likes that.’ sero said again through moans. your pussy was pulling them in. ‘gonna cum? y/n are you gonna cum for us?’ kirishima growled as he pounded into you from beneath you. your body racked, lurching forward. you screamed out obscenities and curses. fuck. they weren’t stopping. both the men fucking you through your orgasm, you felt like you were gonna pee. ‘stop! omg stop! ah-! fuck i’m gon-‘ white liquid squirted out of you, soaking both the men in the process. this was the first time kirishimas eyes left yours, too look at the mess they made. sero pulled out almost right after and came on your ass. ‘fuck. we need to do that again.’ you agreeed.

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i’m shameless

after years of being in fandoms, has anyone gone from being super strict about ships (physically shuddering when a character is shipped with someone other than who you ship them with) to becoming a very chill multishipper? like, you think everyone should just date each other now and are just cool with everything? is it just me?

i have an idea!! could you write something about sukuna taking babykuna to her first daddy daughter dance? 🥹

oh this made my heart soft.....thank you for requesting <3

it wasn’t often that sukuna did things quietly. he was a man of big gestures, loud proclamations, and—if the mood struck—petty celebrations just to rub in a victory. but this was different.

it started when babykuna saw you and sukuna dancing in the kitchen one evening. you weren’t doing anything extravagant, just swaying to the soft hum of music playing from your speaker. sukuna had one arm around your waist, his fingers lazily tracing shapes on your back, and babykuna watched from the hallway, eyes wide with interest.

the next day, it happened. sukuna had just gotten home when babykuna marched up to him, very serious.

“papa.”

he looked down. “yo.”

she huffed. “we must dance.”

sukuna blinked. “…we must?”

“yes.”

a pause. then he smirked. “you tryna challenge me, kid?”

babykuna narrowed her eyes. “no.” she pointed very dramatically. “you must dance with me. like how you do with mama.”

ah.

so that’s how sukuna found himself in the living room, with the lights dimmed, holding his daughter in his arms as ‘cariño’ by the marías played softly in the background. babykuna, dressed in her favorite pajamas, scrunched up her face in deep concentration, her tiny hands clutching onto his much larger ones, trying to mimic how she’d seen you dance with him.

sukuna, at first, played along with mock seriousness, humming the tune as he swayed them gently. but then, somewhere between her little giggles and her determined little frown, his expression shifted— from amusement to softness.

he was dancing with his little girl. his baby. and one day, she wouldn’t be this small anymore.

nearby, mr. pickles the maine coon and baby the orange tabby were sitting still, watching the scene unfold. mr. pickles, ever the wise old man, was probably contemplating the fleeting nature of time. baby, however, was staring blankly ahead, absolutely void of thought.

and you were standing in the doorway, watching them, clutching a kitchen towel like it could physically hold in your emotions. because, damn it, if you didn’t feel like crying.

sukuna caught your eye. his signature smirk softened into something quieter, something fond. and then, with babykuna still in his arms, he tilted his head towards you, offering a silent invitation. your feet moved before you could even think. before you knew it, you were joining them, swaying together in the middle of your home, the warmth of your family pressed close.

and for once, sukuna wasn’t the loudest thing in the room. for once, he let the moment speak for itself.

Just started watching Dandadadan and I was not expecting Okarun and Momo to be such an adorable ship. I love it so much. I haven’t shipped a straight ship this hard in years. Damn media needs to write better female characters and or straight ships.

I need people to yap about this show with wya?