So anyway then I baby trapped him
Smut that was originally meant to be part of a multichapter fic I started drafting a couple months ago, but I've been told it has enough context to stand on its own. Which is good because it's very unlikely I will ever finish that project lol (thank you laura for reading this for me twice ❤️) if you're curious about it or want/need more context feel free to ask.
Nsft, power bottom raphael & anal fingering/handjobs
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Her entrance into his office was unceremonious. The devil sat squinting at old scrolls, looking up at her through his pretty lashes when she stood in front of his desk.
“I don't recall requesting to see you,” he said, his tone neutral. Tav was about to take a monumental risk, but she was still riding the high of her recent piece of freedom. Her magic was slowly returning - helped along by the fragments of his power Raphael was sharing - and it felt a little like the soft afterglow of an orgasm. A good orgasm. Constant. Tav hadn't felt alive like this in a very long time. She kept flexing her fingers and toes; he noticed, but didn't comment.
This cracked me up. So very Raphael, can’t shut up for even a moment lmao
Thank you for writing such good breeding kink. 🫡 This war needs good soldiers like you. Raphael and Haarlep breeding is my actual kryptonite.
Bred By The Incubus & Devil
-Separate Stories-
Haarlep x f!Tav/Reader - Raphael x f!Tav/Reader
18+
⋆˙⟡♡ Notes: You are so so so welcome!!! Thank you for the love and support you beautiful babe!!! I’m happy to provide!! And because we are both weak when it comes to Raphael & Haarlep breeding I wish to bestow this gift to you!!! xoxo have a beautiful day/night!!! I hope you enjoy xoxo
⋆˙⟡♡ NSFW | Creampie | Breeding | Lactation | Pregnancy | Possessive
⋆˙⟡♡ Raphael ♡⟡˙⋆
“Mmmm, Raphael?” You whispered, “My devil, I’m achy again.”
Your pregnancy was the result of his desire, his deliberate act of claiming you, breeding you until your form swelled with the successor he sired. The early arrival of your milk, too, unfolded by his command, for he would lavish attention upon you, coaxing the initial droplets into constant flows that ensured your thoughts were filled only with him, marking you unmistakably as his own.
NSFW Raphael Headcanon: Ownership and Alienation
(It’s another Raphael headcanon, my dudes. It’s about themes that I have also explored in my fic ‘The Devil’s Dinner Party’ that I wrote recently, and which inspired this headcanon ʸᵉˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ⁱˢ ᵐᵉ ˢʰᵃᵐᵉˡᵉˢˢˡʸ ᵃᵈᵛᵉʳᵗⁱˢⁱⁿᵍ ᵐʸ ᵒʷⁿ ᶠⁱᶜ, ˢᵘᵉ ᵐᵉ. I think Raphael would 100% alienate someone he wanted simply to redirect their full attention to him and, more importantly, to make them more dependent on him. My thoughts turn to the plaque in his archive that says something along the lines of “Turn your attentions toward to higher things. Turn them towards to me”. Raphael does not only want to own you, he also wants to be the center of your universe.)
TW: Abusive and manipulative relationships.
☆༉ — KATSUKI BAKUGOU. what’s one more?
about. now that your kids are all grown up, you’ve gotten to thinking about having another baby with bakugou again.
warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact! nsfw, suggestive and smutty, fluffy, some dub-con, baby-trapping mention, breeding, unprotected sex mention, reader is a mother, bakugou is getting old hehe, they have three daughters lol, fem!reader, pro hero!bakugou.
i imagine that when your kids get a little older and start becoming more independent — your eldest in their final year of U.A, the middle starting U.A and the youngest still kicking in middle school….you catch a whiff of baby fever again.
it’s not even that everyone around you is having kids, most of theirs are well into their teenage years and giving your old friends trouble. it’s more that you miss the tiny pitter patter of feet throughout your house, the gummy giggles and scent of baby safe soap. oddly enough, you find yourself yearning for the late night feeds and the laughter shared over the inherent explosive bakugou diaper bombs.
speaking of your husband, you kind of hate how good he is with kids. he’s always treated your daughters like princesses, spoiling them rotten and raising their standards so that no possible crush could ever compare to the way their daddy treats them. but he’s so tender with the littler ones he visits as part of hero work, the tiny fans that ask him to sign his trading cards or their backpacks.
nsfw - mdni. f!reader, piv sex, possessive gojo.
“Let me see you,” Satoru begs as you fight the urge to turn your face from his discerning stare, instead letting your head loll against his wrist while your eyes flick up to meet his. You’ve never felt more seen than when his eyes are on you just like this, drinking in every soft inch of you as if it could be the last time.
It isn’t lost on you that it could very well be one of these days, the dangerous work the pair of you do is heavy enough to carry that at times you feel like your life is already set for a predetermined amount of days.
Could this be the final time you sigh dreamily into his mouth? You whisper a vow to love him forever, barely loud enough for him to hear over your staccato whimpers and babbles. He knows it, though, the feel of each syllable pressed against the smooth expanse of his chest or the skin of his wrist.
You say it every single time without fail, not that he’s kept a running tally over the years. There’s no way Gojo Satoru has let you imprint on his heart so deeply that he knows every single muttered declaration of love like he knows his own mind and the way the sun rises and sets. Yet here he is, adding another tally to the running total.
“I love you,” with your back arched and his hands grasping at your ass for leverage while he buries himself so deep inside of you he’s determined to shape your insides in his likeness. You’d like that too - a home inside of you made just for him.
You could offer him your heart but your cunt seems the more fitting tribute with the way it always promises warmth and want to him. It’s less bruised, at least for now if his pace continues to speed up.
~ ♡ Late Night Visits ♡ ~
(( Day #2 )) Aizawa, Dabi, Hawks, Shigaraki x Reader
A/N: i havent written for these losers in months and I haven’t even watched the new season yet but I’ve seen pics and that’s enough for me…. i had to write for the dilf, the arsonist, the double agent, and the stinky league fan one more time just for fun!-
NSFW // SEMI-SMUTTTTTY
WC - 2,238
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Sticky, hot, sweaty summer sex in the middle of a humid night where it's threatening to rain from the looking dark clouds blocking out the moon.
Dragon King Bakugou thrusts into you as your face is buried into the linens and furs that line his bed, the rain slowly falling drop by drop on the cloth roof overhead but the two of you won't get soaked as the droplets roll off the taunt and treated fabric.
The area only gets hotter with each wanton moan and grunt the two of you make, his heavy sac, meant to breed, slaps into your soaked clit with each rough rut emphasizing the squelch of your pretty cunt.
"That's fuckin right, take what I give you." Each word punctuated by a harsh roll of his hips, you've creamed his cock countless times, the thatch of blonde hair above this thick length is smeared in it and every now and again he leans back to watch himself disappear into you.
The sight is enough to make him cum.
But not yet, since you made a silly little bet with your betrothed that he couldn't even make you cum once to which he said I'll have you begging for more
"Please, please." Come your sorry cries and all he can do is smirk. He's fisting your hair, pulling you up to look at him as he leans over you, tears streaking down your face,
"Now ya know, Princess, the King is always right."
your fave crawling into bed with you after it’s been a while since you’ve had sex...
slotting themselves behind you so that they fit along the curve of your body, cock pressed against your ass, kissing your neck and asking if you still belong to them, if you still give yourself up freely -
and if so, can they have a taste of what’s theirs?
a/n: I missed Bakugou so wrote this instead of going to bed.
pairing: bakugou x fem!reader word count: 0.8k
Boyfriend Bakugou who has been pining for you since you moved into the dorms ages ago and has somehow managed to make you his girlfriend but is still not acting like a proper boyfriend.
A week has passed since you’ve become official, and aside from the endless teasing from your friends and the label that has turned any other, potential admirer away, not much has changed really.
Jo… jo…..
I’ve never thought about Virgin!Bakugou before but now…. Now I can’t stop 🫠
NO BUT IMAGINE! virgin cowboy!Bakugou, who’s been happy enough alone tending to his farm and his horses. His friends coming round less and less as they find wives and start families but he tells himself he doesn’t need all that, he’s content and content is good.
Except he still goes to the competitions, still hangs out in the bar on weekends— and that’s the exact moment that you stumble into his life, quite literally. Tripping over your clean, pristine cowboy boots as you prop yourself up against the bar. Right beside where he’s nursing a whisky.
It’s not unusual for out of towners to come in for the competitions, watching bull rangling and horse riding can be exciting for those city folk who don’t get the same experiences in their contemporary cocktail bars. But you seem different, completely out of place, but different.
Grinning as you grab a cowboy hat, his cowboy hat, from the bar and place it on your head with a smile. Tipping it back as you turn to pose for him after ordering your drink, “How do I look?”
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you, sweetheart.” He smirks, lifting the glass to his lips as he downs the drink in one. The comforting burn warming his throat on the way down as he turns in his stool to face you.
“Why?” You pout those glossy lips at him and he feels his cock stirring to life, throbbing against his worn jeans as it seeks friction against the rough denim. You had no idea.
“Don’t wanna be the one to tell you what it means when you wear a cowboy’s hat, sweetheart.”
Okay but like…wolf demon Katsuki 👀👀👀
Decides you’re his woman and that’s that. And you know wolves mate for life so~
(That’s what I always loved so much about Kouga like fuck claim me kdivowkgu hnajgivkw)
KORE
DONT IM SUPPOSED TO BE WRITNG THIS CHRISTMAS FIC I CANT DO THIS.
Fuck I want wolf demon Katsu so bad now FUCKKKKK,🥴🥴🥴
B-B-But his fangies Marq 🥺
His swishing tail 🥺
How he hunts you down, pins you to the forest floor…
Pro Hero Shoji x f!reader
Tags/tw: praise kink, implied age gap, office sex, I refuse to label this as monsterfucking but our beautiful man has six arms so take that as you will, quirk use during sex, little bit of pining on reader’s side, cute ending, boss x subordinate, random pov changes, emotionally confused Shoji hehe
WC: 5.3k (seriously I’ve lost the ability to keep things short lol I told myself 3k tops)
A/N: thanks so much to @vanille–kiss for helping me brainstorm and get this finished :3 I probably would have sat on this even longer than I did lol you’re a lifesaver @nuttymouthful it only took me over half a year but I finally wrote your request!! 😅 I got the post now itch as soon as I finished typing it so I didn’t ask for a beta, apologies for any typos<3
Shoji didn’t know what to do about you.
You’re always so quiet around him. Nervous, timid. Whenever he speaks to you, your every response is soft and stuttered, unable to meet his eyes. Heartbeat out of control, pulse much too quick. He knows he’s intimidating; tall, muscled, not to mention his quirk can make him seem a little unapproachable. It doesn’t help that he’s a quiet personality, speaking only when spoken to and often in short, minimalistic sentences. For those who don’t know him well enough it can be very off putting.
Ever since you’d applied as his sidekick, he’s tried to appear more friendly, wanting you to feel welcome in your workspace and, more importantly, for you to know that there’s nothing to fear from him. But after months there’s been no change and for Shoji… It’s honestly frustrating. He can’t imagine it’s good for you to be so stressed in his presence, especially during training, and god forbid on duty. You’re one of his most promising sidekicks, but you’re still a rookie. How is he supposed to teach you if you’re constantly distracted?
That’s why he’s called you into his office today. He’ll do everything in his power to make sure you find an environment where you can thrive, because it’s clearly not here with him.
I want to post some sub Bakugou stuff since we desperately need more of it out there. I’m just so nervous since I’ve never written for it before. 🙈 I’m afraid of totally getting his characterization wrong.
It’s like I want to stay true to his canon character obviously, but explore places where he may have grown mentally/emotionally as he’s grown older. Like yeah he’s still an asshole, but he’s not nearly as much of a gremlin as he used to be.
I dunno. Do you ever find it difficult achieving that balance? Am I overthinking it? 🤷♀️ (The latter is probably more likely lmao)
I think you’re definitely overthinking it because I bet you’ll write him perfectly!!
I think there’s a lot of characteristics about Bakugou that just scream sub to me, especially the way he’s mellowed out a lot now. I think he needs someone to take care of him and show him love/pleasure and he needs to let someone else take control.
But also characterization is kinda subjective— we’ve never seen any of these characters in love, in sexual situations or even just on a date so we have absolutely no idea how they would really act! The only one that can tell us with absolute certainty would be Hori. So I think that gives us a lot of creative freedom to really delve into the characters and decide for ourselves how they’d act in certain situations and honestly that’s such a beautiful thing about fan fiction because you could give 10 authors a character and a trope and each one would write Bakugou different but they’d probably all still be amazing.
Just try not to worry about it, I know it seems super daunting but I bet you’ll do a fab job!💕
Thank yooooooouuuuu, this is a big confidence booster. 😭😭😭 And even if no one else likes what I write…oh well. They’re getting it for free, they can suck it.
thinking.....when your fave is being a brat. and they're cocky about it because, you're just a little pillow princess who cries when her pussy doesn't get attention, what could you possibly do? well.
thinking of tying your fave down, hand and feet, and strapping a dildo around their hips. now its not their cock you're using, its a fake one. the way their faces drop when you whine so loudly as you slide down on the thick silcone, your legs spread wide across their lap, so they have a full view of your puffy little cunt spreading and taking the toy deep.
"feels so good." you whine, eyes crossing when the tip hits that spongy spot inside you. your clit throbs as you rock back and forth. "oh, baby. you're right i love dick so much. feels so fucking good- oh my god-"
bouncing up and down, the wet slaps filling the room, you steady yourself with your palms flat on their chest as you fuck yourself.
they're going insane. teeth gritted. their own sex is pulsing angrily, throbbing with need and they feel the plush of your ass rub against them everytime you slam down on the toy, but its not enough. they want to be the one fucking you, making those sounds spill out of you.
"please. baby, this isn't fair." whining and staring at where the toy is slick and wet from your pussy. "oh- jesus. im sorry okay? i take it back-"
"no but you're right." you pant, "need to be filled so bad its all i can think about."
they shake their head, "no baby, i need it. i need to fill you. need to be inside you, not that fucking- fucking toy."
"dunno" you swivel your hips. "feels-"
they jerk up, desperate. almost feral. "I'm better. c'mon, let me show you how sorry i am, honey. please. know i feel so much better, let me, baby, please. im dumb, im stupid, whatever else, god, please-"
and when you finally, finally let them go, slide the toy off and say "well if you're so sure-"
you're cut off when you're flipped over, thighs gripped and spread, cunt splayed and wide open from the abuse of the toy. they shove inside you so deep you gasp.
they're in your face, gripping it as they fuck you hard and deep, punching whines from your throat. "this is what you need. me. not some fucking toy. you just lay back and take it, baby, s'what you're so fucking good at. shit-"
but anyways i just know sero’s pull out game is weak as hell :(
+ tw for accidental creampies, afab!reader, mentions of pregnancy scares, unprotected sex and also pulling out is not an effective contraceptive method l
only cause when he’s fuckin’ you he makes sure he does it right, dick all snug and pressing up against your tight walls— churning up your guts while his skin barely pulls away from yours. smiffs, sero keeps you pinned to the sweat and slick soaked sheets, ramming into you from behind so he can watch the bounce of your ass every time he thrusts into you im crying.
and it’s because he hits so deep, that he gets right in your guts till you can feel him in your tummy and his blunt tip bullies your pleasure spot…it’s because of this that hanta just can’t pull out :( he fucks you so good your little hole just doesn’t wanna let his cock go, clamping down so tight that he pulses inside of you just right. the walls of your pussy commit the shape of him to memory, made to take him and only him.