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not now kitten, daddy has to write strange self indulgent fan fiction.

my first time trying the Futomomo tie, I’m a total newbie at this (´ｰ｀) (sfw)

what U guys need to understand about me is that i think with my clit and also i have a poet’s soul

oh 100%,, I’ve been wondering if I should just start posting kinky stuff here instead of making a whole new account

Reblog if your “likes” are more perverted than your posts

Mine definitely are

(*´∇｀*)

a lil nervous to actually post these but it seemed fun

i hate it when people ask me to "explain my thought process" like hell if i know

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭

hitoshi shinsou x female reader

summary: in which hitoshi unexpectedly finds himself getting off to a photo of his classmate.

↳ warnings: 18+, nsfw, college au, established friendship, masturbation, light exhibitionism/voyeurism (aged up characters)

a/n: hope you like this lil’ drabble! don’t worry toshi stans, i plan to write more full-length content for him in the future :)

Hitoshi was no stranger to 3am, as is natural for an insomniac. Not only did he find himself to be more productive after 9pm, but he’d also grown to enjoy the stillness that settled over the dorms and the darkness that creeped down the hallway outside his door. He often spent this time catching up on homework, or winding down from the long day of training without worry of being disturbed.

It was an uncommonly quiet night. Usually, he could hear Tokoyami, a fellow night owl, up and clattering about in the common area. Occasionally, the pipes in his walls would creak and groan as someone, likely Midoriya coming back from a late night run, showered, but not tonight. Hitoshi couldn’t even hear Y/N, his classmate and friend whom he shared a wall with, shuffling about. Tonight the dorms were noiseless, leading him to believe that all of his classmates were asleep.

Unfazed by the silence, Histoshi busied himself with little tasks just like he would any other night. He spent an hour or two finishing an essay, mended a tear in his capture scarf, and packed up his book bag before deciding to take a well deserved break.

After carefully placing his favorite vinyl on his record player, he stripped off his shirt, threw on a pair of pajama pants, and settled into bed. As the soft music filled the room, he unplugged his phone, intending to browse instagram for a while.

Humming along to the song, Hitoshi scrolled through countless photos and videos of his friends and classmates. Ashido had posted a dance cover that he liked and left a comment under. A little further down Todoroki had uploaded a family photo with his father’s head cropped out. Hitoshi couldn’t help but cackle at that. And then he came upon a very different photo. It was posted a few hours ago the very girl that was asleep just on the other side of his wall, Y/N.

The picture was of her, laughing and smiling as she was being smooshed between the girls from Class 1A. But what made this photo unique was that it was taken during the girls trip to the beach last weekend, and Y/N was in a bikini.

Hitoshi’s eyes widened as he drew in an unusually shaky breath. He’d never seen his classmate in anything less than her school uniform or hero costume which, much to his dismay, was not very revealing. He glanced nervously at the wall they shared, as if she’d somehow phase through it at any moment and bear witness to his wandering eyes.

Clearing his throat, Hitoshi scrolled away from the post, but as he half heartedly watched a work out video Midoriya had uploaded, his mind kept wandering back to the photo.

Though he was alone, Hitoshi tilted the screen a bit closer to his chest, a light blush staining his cheeks. One more peak couldn’t hurt…With a quick search, he’d pulled up her account, bikini pic proudly pinned at the top.

Feeling a bit like a pervert, Hitoshi’s eyes wandered over his friend’s half-naked body. She was much… softer than he expected. The serious mask she put on during combat training had somehow led him to believe she was all sharp edges and strength, but the gentle curves of her torso said otherwise.

Not only was he transfixed by the light sheen of sweat shimmering on her smooth skin, but also by the swimsuit she dawned. It seemed to hug her in all the right places, just barely teasing what might be underneath. And though she was surrounded by plenty of scantily clothed women, he just couldn’t pull his gaze away from her.

A low groan escaped his throat as he threw his hand over his eyes, telltale signs of arousal earning a reaction from his body.

Good lord, he was pathetic. As though he’d never seen a woman before, a simple bikini photo had him pitching a tent.

Sighing, Hitoshi peaked through his fingers at his erection. He’d have to take care of that before he could move on with his night.

Maybe he could use the photo?

No… Y/N was his friend and a rather good one at that. She trusted him. They respected one another.

But the thought of getting off to someone else made his brows furrow in dissatisfaction. He couldn’t, not when she had been the source of his excitement. Hitoshi huffed in frustration. This was no good.

Maybe… maybe she wouldn’t mind? Maybe she intended for him to see this photo when she’d posted it!

It was with these feeble justifications that Hitoshi’s resolve easily crumbled. Without another thought, he hurriedly yanked down his pajama pants, red, aching cock springing free.

Just this once.

Humming with relief, he gripped his throbbing member. Setting a slow pace, Hitoshi’s gaze wandered back down to his phone, the screen illuminating his fucked out expression in the dim room.

Hitoshi stroked his cock lazily as he began committing the shape of her to memory. The subtle slope of her hips, the curve of her breasts... even the way her hair, wind-blown and salty, fell over her shoulders.

Had she always been this beautiful?

A whimper caught in Hitoshi’s throat as his thumb caught on the tip. Without the presence of mind to feel guilty, he imagined it was Y/N’s hands running over him instead. In his mind’s eye he could see her, big, round eyes staring longingly up at him, practically begging for him to take her. Hitoshi moaned at the mere thought.

Would she want to blow him? His eyes nearly rolled back in his head as he envisioned her waiting patiently on her knees for him, mouth open and ready to receive.

Groaning, he thought of all the ways in which he might pleasure her. He’d tie her up, eat her out, and leave her gasping for more. Oh, and he just knew she would sound absolutely exquisite. What he wouldn’t give to hear little whines and whimpers rolling off her tongue as she pleaded for release.

By now, grunts and moans fell freely from Hitoshi’s lips as he panted without care of who might hear. His hand began to move quicker, his movements growing sloppier as he approached his high. Throwing down his phone, Hitoshi gripped the base of his cock tightly. With a desperate whine of his friend’s name, sticky, hot ropes of cum shot out, covering his bare, heaving chest.

Hitoshi raked a shaky hand through his mussed, purple hair as he came down from his high. He hadn’t finished that hard in quite some time and boy, had he missed it. Just as he was beginning to catch his breath, a ‘ding’ from his phone caught his attention.

Not even bothering to clean himself up, he picked up his phone, curious to see who might have texted him this late at night.

A jolt of surprise zapped through him as his screen lit up with the notification.

Y/N

‘Whatcha doin over there? Sure sounds like fun ;)’

Caught off guard, Hitoshi‘s eyes flicked between his phone and his wall. She’d heard him? He’d thought she was asleep…

Maybe he could play this off somehow? Licking his lips nervously, he typed out a quick response.

Toshi

‘Wouldn’t you like to know ;)’

Copying her little winky face, he pressed send, hopeful it implied his volume had been intentional even if it hadn’t.

Y/N

‘Why don’t you come over here and show me?’

Hitoshi had never moved so fast in his life.

tags:

AHHHH I love this concept sm 😭😭

ᐢ..ᐢ HOPPING INTO LOVE — HCS.

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⊹｡‧₊ a collection of headcanons for diluc and his adorable bunny hybrid girlfriend.

⊹｡‧₊ [N]SFW CONTENT + fem!reader + bunny!reader + college!au + fingering + consensual somnophilia + size kink + dacryphilia + petnames ꒰ little bun + baby + pretty girl + sweetheart ꒱ light degradation + praise + oral s*x + breeding kink + tummy bulge + nipple play + pussy slapping.

* ੈ ﹒ᐢ..ᐢ﹒ STRAWBERRY CAKE.

♡ in a society where hybrids and humans can live in harmony, diluc was quick to notice the new hybrid in his class, long and fluffy ears catching everyone's attention as you walk to your table. some girls approach you with smiles on their faces, asking permission to pet you, you nod shyly at them, giggling when their hands caress your twitchy ears. you clearly weren't used to all the attention, your polite and bubbly nature just wanting to make people feel comfortable around you.

♡ diluc avoids looking at you during class, not wanting to make you make you feel uncomfortable with his curious gaze. but it's almost impossible to not look at you when you wear those short skirts that expose your plush and soft thighs. he feels like a pervert when he catches himself staring at your ass, the fabric of your skirt barely covering your cute butt cheeks. you were bending down to pick your pen from the floor when he stares again, the white cotton panties peeking under your skirt makes his heart skip a beat, wondering how your soft little pussy would look like.

♡ he feels guilty for having such dirty thoughts about you, especially when you finally approach him in class.

"hey!" you say timidly, fidgeting with the hem of your skirt nervously.

diluc looks up from his laptop with wide eyes, your eyes moving at his direction when he stutters.

"oh, h-hello!" he clears his throat and pulls his glasses up the bridge of his nose before stretching his hand out for you.

you smile sweetly, "i wanted to ask if you could be my partner for the next project? i'm new here and you look smart so i thought... why not!"

♡ diluc never blushes, he never feels shy or embarrassed but he can't help but nod silently at your question, his cheeks burning when you turn around to get your backpack allowing him to see your fluffy cotton tail twitching in excitement.

* ੈ ﹒ᐢ..ᐢ﹒ COTTON CANDY CLOUDS.

♡ diluc wasn't a virgin by any means before he met you but gosh, did he feel like one when you spread your cute ass cheeks apart to show him your creamy little hole, your face pressed on the mattress while you begged him to fill you up with so much desperation you thought you were about to faint.

♡ you had embarrassingly explained to him that bunny hybrids had a high stamina and libido, being able to spend a whole day in bed having their tight little holes filled by other hybrids or their owners. diluc agreed to help you, of course he did. he would never make you feel ashamed for that, especially when he popped a boner when you told him how messy and leaky you can get if he treats you just right.

♡ diluc knew what he had in his hands when he agreed to take care of you during your heat, he just didn't imagine he'd end up spending three whole days in your little apartment being used as a living dildo by you. he was your friend and friends help each other, even though he was slightly embarrassed when you asked him to be your heat partner for the rest of the year.

♡ the offer didn't come suddenly though, you had already noticed the way he'd look at you with loving eyes when you twirled in a new dress you just bought, asking him if you looked pretty. it was just convenient that you asked someone you trusted to be your heat partner. also, diluc is a gentleman, you're sure he'll do his best to keep you safe and satisfied during your heat.

"yes, yes, yes!" you exclaimed, bouncing yourself up and down on his thick cock, the wet noises coming out of your creamy cunt don't make you feel embarrassed even in the slightest. the sweat clings to his forehead while he holds your waist with both hands, squeezing the soft flesh of your hips when his cock throbs inside your tight walls causing you to bounce faster on him. "are you gonna cum, lu? please, please do it! cum inside my bunnycunt, pretty please!"

his legs shake with the amount of stimulation, you lean over him to give his nipples a few licks before squatting down on his shaft, your long ears twitching with the way he fills you up completely.

"fuck! okay, i'm gonna cum again, bun!" he grits his teeth, thrusting his hips up and burying his cock into your pussy as he cums.

your pussy clamps around him so tightly he wouldn't be able to slip out of you even if he wanted to, so he lets you lie down on his chest while panting. it's only a matter of time until you lift your head and ask him if he could lick your pussy clean for you.

and he does, still breathing heavily and pressing his lips on your swollen and puffy clit in a sweet kiss before licking your pussy.

♡ the next few weeks are torture. he can't look at you in class without remembering the sweet smell of your sweaty little body and how sloppy your pussy was just for him, gripping his pen tightly as he tries to shake away the memories that sent all the blood in his body to his dick. he thinks he's going insane when you smile at his direction, which causes him to go back when you sucked his cock off for the first time; your clumsy hands wrapping around his girth and pumping his cock up and down until he came in your mouth. you smiled at that, swallowing his thick cum and then asking him if he could mount you.

♡ despite the obvious sexual tension between you two, diluc started noticing the simple and cute things about you, the mannerisms that caused him to start falling in love with you. like the way your nose twitches every time you catch the scent of his a new perfume he's wearing, the way you hold his pinkie finger while walking with him to class also always makes him flustered by the size difference, the need to protect and look after you only growing when you tell him how safe he makes you feel.

♡ diluc quickly realized he was falling in love when you kissed him during one of the study sessions. you had complained about being tired and wanting to do something different, suddenly connecting your lips with his and giggling at the way he blushed. he wonders why he feels so weird about it, having already helped you with your heat and fucking you senseless for three days an innocent kiss like that shouldn't make him so nervous.

♡ still, he doesn't fight the urge to kiss you back, holding your face gently and listening to the little gasp you let out. it's not rushed or desperate when you straddle his lap, it's much more passionate and soft than when he helped you with your heat. and that scares him

"wait, bun," he pulls away from the kiss, you look at him with a confused gaze. " are you sure about this?"

you nod quickly, "yes, lu! i want you!"

"bun, if we do this again while you're not in your heat... i won't be able to let go of you," he explains, your big curious eyes shining while you think about his words. he reaches for your face, thumb caressing your bottom lip softly. "in fact, if you let me fuck you again i don't think i'll be able to share you with anyone else."

you blink at that, feeling your core throbbing in excitement at his possessiveness.

"then i'm gonna be yours, lu." you say, gripping his shirt tightly and starting to rub your clothed pussy on his crotch.

diluc swears under his breath, "fuck, are you sure? will you be my little bunny forever, then? will i be the only one fucking your sweet bunnycunt?"

you nod quickly, "yes! only you, lu. i promise!"

♡ that's all he needed to know before kissing you again and fucking you in his couch.

* ੈ ﹒ᐢ..ᐢ﹒ VANILLA MILKSHAKE.

♡ diluc made his own personal goal to be the best boyfriend he can. that meant that he'd take care and protect you from people who tried to take advantage of your innocence but it also meant that he'd have a very needy little bunny under his care.

♡ it's not rare for him to wake up and find you between his legs with his cock in your mouth but in nights where you're specially needy and greedy he'll wake up to find something much better.

"you're insatiable, aren't you?" he teases, watching as you rock your hips back and forth, your pussy rubbing against his shaft, your swollen little clit throbs at every move.

you pout, "my panties were wet," diluc grins at that, holding your waist gently to help you with your moves.

"so you thought it would be a good idea to rub your little pussy on me?" his mocking tone makes you whine, embarrassed by the loud and wet sounds of your cunt sliding over his cock. "go on, don't be shy, i meant it when i said i'm all yours, remember?"

♡ diluc's needy bunny never disappoints him. the way your thighs are so squishy and soft and your pussy is always leaky and warm for him to use always amazes him—his hands are all over you as soon as he sees you wearing your cute little skirts around the house or even at university, making sure you remember who you belong to while other people stare at your cute ass and thighs.

♡ diluc has a tender and soft nature himself, but there's nothing better than watching you beg and cry for his cock after teasing you for hours.

"c'mon, beg for it," he delivers another slap to your puffy and sore clit, your body jolts with the impact and your eyes fill with tears.

"p-please, lu!" you sulk. "need you inside me, pleeeease! i'll be a good bunny!" you grip his arm, watching as his hand caress your inner thigh.

"inside you? hum, that's interesting. where do you need me, sweetheart?" he asks, chuckling when you groan in frustration. he uses his fingers to spread your soft folds to the sides and licking his lips at the sight of your perfect pussy, sensitive and puffy from all the slaps and touches. "i'm not hearing you, baby."

you bite your lip, "need you i-inside my pussy, please, lu!"

"oh, that's right." diluc smirks, finding endearing how dirty and needy you can be but still managing to feel embarrassed when he teases you enough. he slides his fingers into your tight little hole slowly, three digits pressing and rubbing against that spongy spot that has you rolling your eyes in pleasure.

♡ as much as he likes to tease you though, there's times where you have only one thing in your mind and he doesn't find the strength to deny anything to your pretty face.

"breed me, breed me, breed me!" you repeat over and over, toes curling as diluc thrusts his hips into you in an animalistic pace and pulling your knees to your chest, watching how your abused little pussy is still taking him like a champ. "lu, you're in my tummy!" he knows, he tries to focus on anything else other than the painful grip of your pussy around him and the outline of his cock in your belly, not wanting to cum so quickly just to enjoy this euphoric feeling inside him.

"fuckin' shit," his thrusts are slower, looking down to see the way you're creaming all over him, all stretched and swollen as he rubs a finger against your little clit making your bunny ears twitch in exciment. "okay, baby, i'm gonna fill you up. anything for you, pretty girl."

tags: @bunnigrrrl @snifles @ajaxlovr

A cringy "love" poem i wrote at like 7pm last night ~

In love, My love,

I whimper and writhe, 

The flush of your skin is the richest tithe. 

The sweet cacophony of labored breaths and the dull kiss of deaths,

Found in me an expanse so far beyond what I could reach, would reach, if not for you.

My love, In love, with me so dearly

And the press of your knife no longer brings fear to me, 

For it is your hands which bring those sweet tears to me.

In love, My love

On you I dine, the finest could not buy: 

Your scent, your taste, the expanse of your waist, and much more.

Oh, much more indeed,

To love you my dear, brings such greed.

My love, In love,

I cry for you, I bellow and howl to be in your room, in you, 

To feel so dearly your touch, the cloak of night is never enough. 

I stalk the grounds of which you walk and pray some day I’ll hear you talk, to me, Oh, only me, you will speak. 

And know, my love, I’m yours to keep.

Sleep in peace, In love, My love 

The sun will soon rise and we’ll finally meet. 

If you actually managed to read this without crying from second-hand embarrassment then i applaud you, my friend rly liked it so i figured i'd post it, i might post some more of my poetry (its all equally as cringe)