Katsuki Falling Asleep With His Kindle On The Couch. You Get Home After Running A Few Errands And Find

༉‧₊˚✧ — migule always had a close eye on you, even when you least expected it. / black fem chubby reader! villain! reader, roleplay, oral (f), overstimulation, miguel has a dick piercing tehehe, penetration, unprotected sex! (pet names! mi alma / my soul, hermosa / beautiful, sweetpea)

(the note.) — finally wrote for my man! prepare to be sick of me 🫶🏾. kinda iffy about this but mwah enjoy, also would loveeee feedback

“am i making you nervous mi alma?” this wasn’t how you expected your day to go. you had plans, big plans that involved a lot of money. you didn’t think the spidervamp would know, but as always you underestimate him.

“far from it” you sneered, wiggling your body around in his white web that had you hanging from the wall. his gaze made you nervous, eyes hard walking around you,examining everything. you were sure he could hear the beats of your heart getting faster the closer he got to you, but you didn’t care - just needing to get out of there

“you can’t leave sweetpea. we have some catching up to do” getting ready to respond with a smart remark, a large gush of wind came over your lower half. it wasn’t until you noticed the fabric of your body suit held in his hand that you realize he ripped it. his eyes turned red looking at you soaking pussy that throbbed, and thick thighs that twitched on command. you smelt heavenly to him, just like your blood and he didn’t know what exactly he wanted to do first. “why would you do that!”

“sh sh sh sh” getting on his knees he spread your legs putting them over his shoulders, his warm breath hit your pussy prompting your eyes to roll to the back of your head. “told you we have some catching up to do mi alma” he put one kiss on you softly taking note when your head got thrown back a slow huff left your mouth.

“ughh n-nouhh” swiping his tongue between your fat lips, slick gathered on the tip of his tongue that he swallowed eagerly, his cock starting to twitch in the skin tight suit making the fabric stretch. having enough of playing with his food, miguel flicked his tongue wildly, and wherever he could reach, his eyes were closed as he moaned in your heat sending vibrations throughout your body. he was so focused on your taste and thighs clenching against his head that he didn’t stop, he kept going up until you had cum just from his tongue three times. your cream dripping down his face and nose shining with wetness, a happy smile precent on his face

“n-no more!” you pled holding your hands up in surrender. “awe that’s cute hermosa. daddy’s not done” pressing a small button his suit came undone leaving him in all of the glory he came into the world with. his large chest flexed, while he cock bounced with each step he took getting closer to you, spreading your legs he took ahold of his dick smearing his precum all over your already messy cunt. the small ring that decorated the pretty mushroom tip, grazed your hot kitty making you jump back in pleasure

“oh this little thing? you can handle it” chuckling miguel pushed deep into you, you both letting a string off curses fall out of your mouths, miguel’s just being in his mother language. he held your thighs giving you hard, slow thrust that took your breath away each time. in your half ripped body suit your tit’s and tummy bounced turning miguel on even more

“la zorra perfecta” he groaned when you pussy clenched, cream fall down to his ball making a mess. the piercing hit your spot constantly, your nails dug into the web making it rip a little and you fall more onto him making your tummy bubbling from the feeling of being close. “c-closeee” you whine pushing yourself off of his dick which only gave him leverage to go deeper

miguel’s hair was glued to his face, cock pulsing inside of you, grabbing your face, you guy’s eyes interlocked. his mouth opened wide, fangs shooting out and plunging into your neck, the pain that made you scream out was turned into a scream of too much pleasure. the venom that miguel’s fangs withheld didn’t effect a soulmate, infact it brought pleasure upon them and not only them but himself.

your creamy slick dripped all over his dick, his thick, gooey cum filling you so much that it fell out of your pussy when he pulled back to look over his work

“that’s was fun mi alma. now let’s get you to bed before the kids wake up” oh how you loved your husband

“cover her mouth and make her listen to how wet she is” aka jackson!ellie putting in WORK. i’m sick.

⭐️ warnings: smut(obviously), dom!ellie, language, ellie has a dirty mouth, an ass slap. think that’s it? 18+ minors dni <3

you’re pretty sure you’re dead, or at least you will be soon at this rate. you don’t even realise the obscene noises you’re making until ellie slaps a palm down onto your ass.

“shut the fuck up,” ellie hisses from behind you, breathless. she’s fucking into you at a speed that you’re certain she’s never met before and if she goes any faster you think the bed might break the thin wall separating the both of you from the bathroom.

“fuck,” ellie’s voice snaps you back into reality and you find yourself reaching back to push at her stomach, looking for some relief from her practically bruising your cervix. “you really want me to stop?”

you whine, but don’t respond. she knows you don’t want her to stop, especially when your legs give way and you slip forward onto the bed, chest pressed against the mattress. she knows you like it like this.

she slows her pace, switching to slower, deeper strokes and she leans back slightly, sucking in a small gasp when she sees how wet you’ve gotten. it’s all down your thighs, between your ass cheeks and ellie’s thighs are beginning to get sticky and she can’t tell if its from your or her but she doesn’t really care.

“you’re wetting the fucking bed, babe.” she teases, leaning forward until her chest is pressed against your back and you’re almost sticking together from the sweat. she shuffles closer to you until your ass is flush against her lower stomach raises a hand to push against your head, keeping you flat to the bed.

“ell-fuck, please, please..” you’re whimpering at her, trying to look at her from the corner of your eye but she’s just out of sight. you feel her though, her breath hot against your ear.

all she does is scoff and draw her hips back before pistoning in, somehow even harder than before, and you’re basically fucking crying at how good it feels.

“i thought i told you…” ellie leans down and you think she’s going to brush the hair from your eyes or give you a quick kiss but instead she grabs a fistful of your hair, arches your neck up and slaps her palm against your mouth. “to shut the fuck up?” she whispers in your ear and you practically gush against her, the wet noises coming from your pussy echoing through her room.

“you hear that?” she’s still in your ear, breathing heavily as her hips slap against your ass. “hear how fucking wet that pussy is? how much she loves me?”

you’re definitely crying now, nodding frantically against her hand. you’re gripping at the sheets so hard you’re certain you’ve ripped holes into them and your eyes have rolled so far back into your head you don’t think they’ll ever go back to normal again.

ellie knows she has a dirty mouth and she uses it to her advantage when she’s fucking you like this. knows that you could cum alone just from the dirty shit she says to you, and she’d have it no other way.

the squelching noises coming from your pussy are so loud - you’re thanking heavens that joel opted to cancel his garden party tonight. both of ellie’s hands are now covering your mouth and she’s leaning back, using her grip on your cheeks and jaw as leverage to fuck into you.

she’s hitting right against your g-spot and you’re biting at her palm, trying your best not to scream bloody murder but it’s becoming increasingly difficult when she’s fucking you so good. she leans forward again, hard nipples pressing into your back and you feel her lips ghost the shell of your ear,

“want you to make a fucking mess for me. can you do that, hm?”

you are absolutely going to die tonight.

I’m speechless („ಡωಡ„)(„ಡωಡ„)(๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ(๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ 10/10 totally recommend

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❥ WARNINGS/TAGS: a/b/o dynamics (alpha Katsuki/omega reader), knotting, age-gap (Katsuki is in his grumpy 40s, you're in college), he calls you "kid", fucking in a pool, some mention of sex toys, degradation, creampie

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God, he’s too fucking old for this shit. Too god damn tired of the animal that kicks against his ribs whenever the slick smell of a willing cunt passes his nose. 

“ ‘m sorry,” you whisper, rolling your hips to suck his cock deeper in your drooling pussy. He grinds his molars at the too-tight feeling. 

“Fucking brat,” he hisses and clamps his hands to your doughy ass, jerking you up and down his cock. “Knew you were trouble. Fucking told you to stay away from me.” 

Katsuki knew he would end up fucking the bright-eyed and bushy-tailed college girl the day you moved in next door. He tried to stop it, he really did, showing you his teeth and growling any time the sweet stink of your omega scent greeted him. 

Yet he’s the one who couldn’t help himself. Humid summer air brought your pathetic smell right to him, had him peeking over the fence that separated his house from yours like a fucking perv.

The sight of you in your little pool, desperate to cool your too-hot skin, bikini bottoms floating next to you as you shoved a dildo into your aching hole was his breaking point. 

And now here you are, stuffed full of throbbing, thick alpha cock. Because you begged him, all fat tears and plump pouts as your heat clawed at your insides. 

He might be too old for this, but he’ll never get tired of how fucking stupid omegas get for dick. 

“The t-toys just weren’t…weren’t good enough.” 

You’re pinned between him and the pool wall, lips of your cunt dragging along his length over and over again as you try to find release. 

Copious amounts of slick gush from you, making his thrusting easier. Pearly strings of your cream float around the pool, lost to splash of him fucking into you. 

But even still, he’s so engorged with blood and hormones ready to knot that his fat cock struggles against your gummy walls. You hiss, not from pain, but from relief, so happy to be full that no amount of stretching will detract from your pleasure.

“You’re fucking pitiful.” 

Shame briefly shines in your blown-out eyes, a bit of humanity peeking through the haze of animal instincts. Shit. This is why he hates this, why he’s tried to avoid all the breeding nonsense. Omegas are so emotionally squishy. 

Not that he’s any better. One pout from you as you locked eyes with him across the yard made him jump a fucking fence and plunge his cock into your weeping hole at two in the afternoon. 

“Just can’t help it, can you, kid?” 

Red eyes trace over the body he’s been trying so hard not to imagine. The triangle fabric of your swimsuit is peeled away from your tits, your nipples puffy from how hard you were tugging on them before he got his hands on you. 

A little mhmmmm-mhmmmm sounds from lips pressed too tightly together, your head lolling back as you keep bucking against him with your eager, exposed pussy. 

You’re a mess, all swollen and gooey and desperate. 

“Such a dumb omega,” he groans and wraps his arms around your back, pressing your soft body all the way against his, “fucking yourself out in the open. Wanted me to find you? Wanted the old man next door to fuck you stupid.”

“N-no,” you lie so easily. “Too hot, was too hot and couldn’t get off and—”

“Bullshit. You started splashin’ around out here just praying I’d catch your scent.” 

“C-can’t help it, pr-promise. You just always smell so fucking good, alpha.”

Makes sense now why you always seem to be out on a walk when he gets home from work, and why you always seem to need something from him. He was a nice neighbor and gave you his number when you moved in all on your own, a little omega lost in a big college town. You would message him for help around your place at least once a week—changing light bulbs, fixing a leaky faucet, even opening a goddamn jar a few nights ago. 

He told you several times to stop bothering him, yet you never could catch the hint that fooling around with an alpha was going to get you bitten. 

Relentlessly he pounds his hips, the buoyancy of the water making it effortless to hold you and fuck in deep. His thighs barely feel any strain, his back muscles rolling like a true predator as he starts to use his arms to pull you up and down. 

Katsuki slides his fat cock until it’s barely in your pussy, mushroom tip caught by the suctioning ring of muscle inside of you. Then he bottoms out, balls connecting with your ass under the water with a muted thump. 

“God, fuck, that’s good, so good,” you’re fucking loud, “feel so fucking good in my pussy.” 

“Christ, you wanna let the whole neighborhood knowing I’m fucking you?”

​​The fuck-drunk little smile on your face tells him that maybe you do. 

And he thought he was the perv. 

“You’re such a fucking slut,” he whispers furiously, kissing you with so much force it makes your back arch in his strangle hold. 

A thick hand wraps around your throat. He doesn’t squeeze, just leaves it there possessively as his tongue forces its way between your lips. You unconsciously moan, your own tongue meeting his, but he presses it down, not wanting it in the way. You give in, letting him encircle your tongue with his own so he can taste you. He pulls back to suck your bottom lip into his mouth, teeth roughly dragging against it.

“Like feeling my cock spread you apart, hm? Maybe I’ll get you a dildo my size for next time you wanna put on a little show.” 

You purr and it makes him want to scratch you to pieces. 

The burning stretch of your omega cunt is bliss. The smell of sex and chlorine sting his nose, make him lose it a bit and press so hard inside of you that his cock nearly meets the resistance of your cervix. Not that you seem to mind it—your nails are sinking into his wet shoulders, holding on for dear life as he fucks you in the heat of a summer afternoon. 

When Katsuki shifts his hips down, heavy cock sliding out of your tight hole, you bare your teeth and growl at a man nearly double your age.  

“Easy, tiger,” he tuts and drops you in the warming water, “turn around and let me hit it from the back.”

He loves that your instincts are to obey.

You turn your back to him with an indignant little huff, bending over the edge of the pool and waiting. Katsuki locks his arms around your thighs, pushing up and letting the water do the work. Your legs float open easily, spreading wide as he spears his way back into your slutty hole. 

“Ever been knotted before, kid?”

Looking over your shoulder, you shake your head, hiccuping as he works his shaft in and out of you. 

“Please, please, ah, knot me. Wa-wanna know what it feels like.”

He’s toying with an ancient fire, he knows that. One fat knot from an alpha and you might be begging to move in with him, but it’s worth it. Your pussy feels too goddamn good and he’s too worked up not to plug you full. 

Katsuki works you into an absolute frenzy, waves of water splashing onto the edges of the pool as you mewl and focus on how effortlessly he fucks you. Your walls meld to him, each thrust hasty and claiming, scented sweat steaming from the heat of your body and the blistering of the sun. His dick curves just perfectly inside you, cockhead purposefully brushing against the most sensitive, spongy spots within your depths. 

“Surprised none of your stupid boyfriends knotted this tight cunt before.”

“Wouldn’t,” your fingers are gripping the edge of the pool for dear life, like you’re gonna drown any second, “wouldn’t let them.” 

“And you’re gonna let me? Just a slut for older men?” 

“Slut for you,” you correct him with a bounce of your ass against his pelvis, “love a big, strong alpha.” 

He rolls his eyes at the shameless flattery, yet still the ego inside him flares to life. 

“Young, stupid omegas always think they can get whatever they want,” he growls, all while keeping a rough pace inside your body, watching how the water parts for the two of you grinding into one another. 

You give him a knowing gaze over your shoulder, sultry and coy. 

You are getting exactly what you want. All you had to do was get his attention, pry at his most basic instincts and now here he is losing his mind over the tight squeeze of your omega cunt. 

Maybe you aren’t so stupid after all.

But he’ll fuck you stupid, he’s sure of that. 

“I’m too old for silly games, kid. You have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself into.”

He proves his point by pawing at your belly under the water, pressing in until you can both feel how deep he is in your guts. The realization makes you whine, pushing hard back against him. 

“You think I’m just some toy to use during your heat?” Katsuki tuts, licking at one of his canines. “Just wait until I knot this stupid cunt and you beg me to keep coming back.”

A symphony of sex is ringing in your backyard, sounds of primal grunts, shrill little screams, balls slapping against your ass, water gurgling and splashing.

Any animal nearby knows what’s happening, that nature is running its course and you’re both nothing but senseless bodies looking for the simplest relief.

Katsuki slides the hand on your stomach lower, pinching your aching clit before he starts swirling it under the pads of experienced fingers. You start thrashing, cunt sucking so tightly he’s sure you’re hurting with the need to cum. 

“Pleasepleaseplease oh god please!” 

You shatter and his pride nearly bursts with you. Your cunt clenches, so pleased to cum around a thick alpha cock. You babble absolute nonsense, beg for his knot and a string of thanks yous and pleases and alpha alpha alpha dripping from your mouth into the wake of the pool.

The way your pussy squeezes him tells him you’ve been looking for this orgasm for hours, walls so swollen and pulsing. You must’ve been fucking yourself with useless toys since morning and finally got desperate enough to make a scene and get him to fuck you the way you needed. 

“Poor thing,” he coos, watching your cream float to the surface of the water. 

You’re totally mindless now as he continues to fuck you, body sloshing in the pool as he manhandles you to take what he wants. 

“Don’t even know if you can handle a knot, kid. You’re too tight.” 

That stirs you, makes you flatten your hands against the edge of the pool and push back to meet his rhythm. Over and over, you keep up with him, so fucking fraught to finally feel an alpha swell in your guts.

“Please don’t stop, please. Need to feel it, been in heat for d-days.”

“Oh omega, have you been fucking yourself silly with all the wrong toys, hm? Been stuffing yourself all alone in your room? Should’ve, ah, just asked me to come fix it.”

“You told me to stop b-bothering you…” 

“You’ll annoy me when your sink’s leakin’ but not when your pussy is? So fucking stupid.”

Only he’s starting to go dumb at the wrap of your cunt around him. The beast in his belly is raging, alpha instincts boiling in the summer sun. 

“C’mon, slut, milk my cock,” he pants and slams into you, lost in the way the water reflects around your curves and how your thighs are locked around his waist. He swears your body listens, some reflexive instinct that has your pussy clamping around his shaft until he can feel the veins of his cock squishing into your walls. 

The orgasmic build starts rushing up his spine, inflating the base of his cock inch by inch. 

“Holy shit, fuck~” you whimper at the first stretch of his knot. “Kat–Katsuki, ‘m so fucking full!” 

Finally he bursts, knot bulging into your gumminess until you’re plugged with him. His cum spills into your tight channel, filling you whole. 

Your sweet, stupid omega brain can barely comprehend the stretch. Another orgasm wrecks your body, has you falling face first into the pool. Katsuki scrambles to grab you, hoist you up and into his arms as you gasp and crest and cum all over him again. 

He can’t help but chuckle, easily maneuvering his back to the pool’s edge. He lets you calm down in his hold, your head falling against his shoulder as you try to breathe. 

“Get what you wanted, brat?” 

Katsuki pats your bloated belly, making you squeal as he rubs the heel of his hand against his knot. 

You nod dumbly, eyes closing to focus on the feel of him. He smirks realizing you’ll never forget him, your first knot. Omegas really are so emotional. 

Yet he’s taunted by the stupid bikini bottoms still floating in the water, mocking just how easy it was for you to boil him down to his base instincts. 

He’s too old for this shit. Especially as you start grinding down against his knot, cooing, reminding him you’ll be fucking him until your heat decides it’s done with him. 

miguel definitely follows your face and eyes when he’s fucking you. “look at me, mama.” n you’re trying, you rlly are, but he’s bullied his way into your pretty little pussy and he’s going feral so when you obviously can’t keep eye contact he makes you keep eye contact. follows your eyes and says “i know, mama, i know. this dick feels good, doesn’t it?”

This is delicious ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

HORNY BRAINROT.

☆ includes: aged up! various characters from bnha

☆ warnings: 18+ content, reader is gn or fem depending on the scenario, drug use (weed & alcohol), somnophilia (consent given prior!!), nsfw. not proofread

thinking of izuku coming back home after a long day at the agency; he bends you over the kitchen table you were both about to eat on, and he skips dinner and goes in for dessert between your thighs.

sucking on eijirou’s cock desperately while he pushes your head down and tells you to take it. when he gets close, he yanks your head off him and you switch to jerking him off, your eyes closing as his cum sprays on your face. he groans loudly when you sweep your fingers across your wet skin and then suck on them, looking up at him innocently.

always a lover of public sex, dabi fucks you in alleyways, on rooftops, behind cars at night, and all across the city. he especially enjoys taking you from behind, your back pressed against his chest and his hand wrapped around your throat — he often fucks you like this in sight of the sky during the #2 hero’s patrols.

sometimes hitoshi can’t sleep, so he gently pulls the blankets away from your sleeping figure, admiring you in the dark. he’ll kiss your tummy, hips, and pelvis, then peel away your underwear, his tongue rushing to taste the sweetness between your folds. when you cum, you moan as though you’re in a dream, rarely waking up — occasionally he’ll make you cum so hard you wake up gasping his name.

keigo finds himself feeling overwhelmed when you ride him, his eyes rolling back and his entire body shaking each time he sees your greedy pussy swallow the whole length of his cock. as he unravels more and more, his wings represent how he feels with their wild movements. when he cums loudly, his wings rush in, wrapping around the both of you, pulling you close to him.

despite his shy demeanor, tamaki is a FREAK. he’ll have you sit in a chair, blindfolded, limbs tied to the back and the legs. then, he’ll tease you with kisses and touches, lightly slapping your thighs if you try to pull free to touch him. after a long while, he’ll spread your pussy open and spit onto your clit, then tease you further.

speaking of spitting, katsuki enjoys spitting into your pussy as well, or making you spit onto his cock to lube it up for sex or jerking him off.

i offer u: denki + hanta tag team. hanta’s on his back, your back is on his chest, his cock is stretching out your ass. while he’s thrusting up into your ass and holding you close, denki’s fucking in and out of your pussy with his overstimulated cock. his cum drips from your cunt and trickles down hanta’s cock, adding more lubrication. a threesome with these two would be insane because they would try out every position and cum once from it before stopping.

despite hating it when you edge him, shoto loves it. he’ll sigh shakily, hissing out, “ah— god, make me cum already, stop fucking with me!” but when you let him get real close, he begs you to stop and edge him. it’s confusing but ultimately he enjoys it, and always cries when he cums after edging.

drinking with katsuki always gets rowdy; he’ll show you off, get jealous more easily, and fuck you harder. after a night at the bar and way too many shots, he hops into an uber with you and heads to an expensive hotel instead of your home. katsuki books a big room, the one with the best view of the city and streets (it’s also 2-4 stories up from the lobby). when you get into the room, he practically rips your clothes off, pushing you against the big window overseeing the people and cars beneath. then, he fucks you right against the window, your tits pressed against the glass.

dry humping with eijirou in his agency office with an unlocked door, his hard cock rubbing against your pussy through layers and layers of clothing. when his precum is dripping through his underwear, and your panties are soaked with your slick, he removes whatever’s in the way, besides your underwear. when you start to get loud as his clothed cock creates more friction against you, he pulls off your wet underwear and stuffs them into your mouth, saying, “shh, baby. you have to be quiet, okay? don’t want any of the staff coming in, right?”

sharing a joint with keigo on the balcony of your shared apartment, plumes of smoke swirling around you as he spreads your legs. he always enjoys making out with your pussy before he eats you out, taking your folds and clit between his lips as he drags his tongue against you. he stares up at you with reddened eyes, desperate for your approving moans and facial expressions.

being fucked doggy style by izuku, either in your pussy or ass, as he praises you and your beautiful reflection in the mirror. “oh, you’re so gorgeous.. make me feel so damn lucky every time i look at you.” if you refuse to look, he leans over you, his pecs pressing into your upper back as he tugs your chin. he demands, “watch yourself cum” or “if you look away, i’ll stop pounding you”

shoto always cums within a few minutes of 69ing with you.. the way you desperately hump at his face and gobble down his cock always proves to be too damn much for him. he used to feel embarrassed, but now he just pushes through the overstimulation and adjusts you how he likes, slurping at your pussy loudly as you moan on his cock.

sexting with denki during his work hours, and sending him sneaky photos of your tits/ass/pussy when you know he’s busy. he’s always so quick to read your messages, and he rushes to the bathroom to hide his boner in a stall. he texts you to tell you what he’s gonna do to you, how desperate he is, or he’ll send mirror selfies, his hard cock visible through his pants.

phone sex with dabi, who easily makes you torture yourself. and god, does he sound good — he tells you what to do, rewarding you with his moans/groans or pictures. he’ll talk you through your orgasm, demanding that you keep fingering yourself or stop to ruin it. if you sob over his instructions, he’ll briefly reassure you, and then tell you to shut up and do what he says (he reminds you to be a good girl/slut or threatens to not fuck you).

god.. hitoshi loves filming you going dumb on his cock. most of the videos in his ‘us vids’ folder start off with him praising you as he moves the camera around your body, capturing every inch of you. “so pretty, god damn.” as the video progresses from gentle to rougher, his hand is wrapped around your neck, squeezing enough for you to gasp often. you’re a mess, babbling pleas as you cry his name, eyes rolling back and drool slipping from the corner of your mouth. by the time he’s cumming, you’re begging for him to fill you up, not a single other thought in your head. later, still filming, he thumbs away the saliva at the corner of your mouth; he kisses you and asks if you’re okay.

food play with tamaki, who eagerly gobbles strawberries off your tits, or the whipped cream designs all over your pelvis. even after your skin is free from all the sweetness or its residue, he licks you hungrily, then starts to bite hickeys into your skin. he blushes when you pinch one of his sensitive ears between your fingers and give it a tug — “tamaki, put your tongue to good use and eat me out.”

Here are just a few things about your body that Abby loves. ^.^

This started out with me just writing a little about Abby loving your hips— but then it turned into this XD

I don’t do head-canons(is this considered to be a head-canon?) very often but I wanted to do this because I thought it was cute..this is kind of short and sweet, may not be super great but I like, I think it’s sweet ^.^

Warning(s): NFSW(with a lot of fluff) reader is chubby in this(I can’t help myself, sorry if it messes this up for you. The word fat is used to describe body parts on the reader) reader has stretch marks(Abby obsessive over them), Abby bitting you(playfully), talks about how Abby loves your body(arms, breasts, tummy, hips, thighs. She loves all of you but for this those are the main points.) sexual themes, humping(very brief, more so of you bouncing on her lap acting like your ridding her), talks about how the reader has uneven tits, and I think that’s it?

Enjoy my Honey Bees!

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im not arguing with a man with big hands, whatever u say daddy

weak in the knees

summary: you've been acting up and ignoring ony for almost a week so he uses your bratty attitude this to his advantage to try out something new.

cw: daddy kink, backshots, spanking, vibrator (kinda), car sex

word count: 2.7

ony was sick of your attitude. you've been honestly getting on his nerves all week with the constant smart remarks and stank faces you've been throwing his way. the worse part about the was that it was all over a pair of earrings. you've been throwing hints at ony about these earrings for weeks, and he almost bought them for you too. that was until you started acting like a brat in the jewelry store, causing him to walk right out without them.

he spoiled you too much and it showed when you decided that walking away from him in the middle of the mall while he wasn't looking was a better idea than just staying and fixing your attitude for the rest of the day. as you sat in the car, he looked around everywhere for almost two hours before seeing your stubborn ass sitting in the passenger seat of his car, arms folded with a stank face. he tried to lecture you about your actions, but it didn't do anything but make you more upset as you ignored him for the rest of the day. as soon as you got home you took a shower and went to bed without saying a word to him.

since then, you haven't said more than a sentence a day to him, vowing to never speak to him again until he goes back and gets you the earrings. it was friday when ony reached his breaking point. you decided that it's be okay to call him a bitch ass nigga under your breath before slamming the door and leaving. if you weren't going to act right on your own, he was going to make you act right. ony had recently bought those vibrating panties for you since you kept bringing them up to him weeks ago and decided that today was the perfect day to try them out. while driving home you notice a text show up on your carplay

papa🫶🏽

'im making shit right tn mama.'

you rolled your eyes at the message. there was nothing he could do to ease the situation, but get you what you fucking wanted. you were literally dreaming about how good you were gonna look as the pretty diamonds dangled from your ears and he ruined it. when you walked into the house you grew curious about what your boyfriend was planning since everything at home was regular. you went into your shared room and heard ony singing along to whatever was playing in the bathroom. as you got situated, he came out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. "gon head in. ima have your clothes ready when you come out."

you got undressed and made your way to the bathroom, shoving him as you walked past. ony payed you no mind as he caught himself and went to his dresser for some fresh clothes. by the time you got out the shower your boyfriend kept his promise and had clothes ready for you on your bed. it was a pair of black panties and a bra on the left and a pretty red dress on the right. the panties didn't look like any you've bought before, but you had so many you figured you just forgot you bought these. as you got dressed you shuffled uncomfortably from side to side, feeling an unusual coolness in your panties.

it was as if there was something under the fabric rubbing against you, but before you can dwell on the feeling, your attention was quickly reverted to the voice coming from the living room. "lets go before we late mama." you quickly grab your purse and made your way to the car with your boyfriend. the drive was silent until you decided to play some music to ease the awkward tension. ony tried to lay his hand on your thigh as he drove, but you quickly shut that down, shoving his hand so hard that it hit the arm rest on his seat. you felt a little bad, but quickly shook that remorse off as the two of you approached the fancy restaurant.

y'all were seated in the middle, which you hated, but you didn't complain since you were ready to just hurry up and eat. after you ordered your drinks and the waitress walked off, ony tried his last soft attempt at getting you to stop the silent treatment. "princess. i think its time for you to cut it out furreal. all you need to do is fix that lil attitude, and one day ill get you the earrings, but you not getting nowhere actin' like this." you rolled your eyes at his sorry ass excuse which caused ony's jaw to tighten. "ion give a fuck about nun of that. you know how much i wanted em and you still didn't get them for me. should've asked my other nigga for em."

you thought he didn't hear you, but you were sadly mistaken as you watched him raise his eyebrows at you. "oh word?" ony stared directly in your eyes as he awaited your reply. you were too nervous to speak though, not wanting to make matters worse. "uhhh i gotta pee." as you got up you instantly feel a strong vibration come from your underwear, making you have to quickly lay your hands on the table to keep your balance as you felt the device rub against your clit. you looked up at your boyfriend who was paying you no mind as he looked through his menu. "sit down." was all he said as he continued to read through the different dishes. you felt your wetness begin to make its way down your thigh before quickly sitting down.

"i got you those panties you wanted. you like em mama?" you couldn't even reply, settling for just a nod as you tried to ease the sensation by crossing your legs. ony kept his eyes on the menu as he opened his left hand, showing you the small remote in his palm. "you know how i feel about the head movements. let daddy hear you." you tightly gripped your dress as you felt your climax coming, but it left as quickly as it came. ony eyed you as he turned off the vibrations and put the remote back in his pocket. right before you spoke you noticed the waitress coming back with your drinks.

"alrighty. now what can i get you two to eat?" your boyfriend gave his order while you continued to look through the menu, not getting the time to do so earlier since you were a little "distracted". "and you ma'am?" you settled on getting something that would still taste good in the microwave since you knew that the both of you wont be in the restaurant for long. "ill take the chicken alfredo and can i have extra chicken on the si- ohmygod." the vibrations came back on with a way higher intensity than before, immediately bringing you to the edge again. you put your head down to conceal your face expressions causing the waiter grow worried.

"are you alright miss? is she okay?" she asks ony and he softly replies, "m'not sure. sweetheart what's wrong? you want some water?" you clench your eyes shut was you kept your head down, trying your best to ignore the two of them and stop yourself from cumming all over this restaurant chair. "ion know. i think she might be coming' down wit sum. you think you can just put the food in to go boxes and ill pay right now?" the waitress agrees before taking his card and making her way to the back to put your orders in.

"daddy m'gonna make a messsss." you quietly whine as you try to get him to turn off the toy. it was getting harder and harder to stake off your orgasm and it showed with how your legs were beginning to shake under the table. "you know what i wanna hear. just say the words and ill turn it off." at this point, you didn't even have it in you to be stubborn anymore. you needed to get out of this restaurant before you attracted more attention to yourself than you already did. "m'sorry daddy." you mumble.

"sorry for what? be specific pretty girl."

"m'sorry for acting up in the store. and for acting up this whole week."

onyankopon smirked as he listened to your full apology. he had you right where he wanted, and now he was going to help fix your little problem between your legs. the vibrations stopped completely and you finally uncrossed your legs before taking some deep breaths. ony chuckled before lightly passing you his keys. "go wait for me in the car baby."

it wasn't long before ony had you bent over in the back seat of his car, feeding you hard deep strokes while you tried your best to keep your hand from sliding off the foggy window. "damn girl you so wet. you gon stop playin in daddy face right?" your ass was damn near red from the many slaps brought to it by your boyfriend. if you could talk you would, but ony made it his priority to stuff your mouth with your soaked panties as soon as he made it to the car.

"cmon mama. talk tuh me." ony watched as your ass ricocheted off his stomach over and over again and he only grew harder at the sight. "ion care if you got the panties in your mouth you better try your best to answer me or ima go deeper." your pussy gushed from his words, making him grin as he felt you clench tighter around him as he continued to pound into you. "mmdaddy i-i on't a-act ub again i s-sweaaa." he loved when you whined to him even if what you were saying was a complete lie.

you couldn't live without acting up and getting your walking ability fucked out of you on the regular. "unt unt. you don't gotta lie t'me baby. daddy don't mind fixing that attitude from time to time. as long as you watch. that. mouth." he slammed into you three times. one stroke to punctuate each of his last three words. those strokes were your breaking point. ony watched your legs instantly begin to shake as you squirted all over the seat, feeling some of it spray onto his stomach due to him continuing his pace.

"i said you can cum mama?" you were so fucked out you didn't even realize that you made such a mess. brain mushy as you felt ony pull out of you, quickly putting you on his lap. as you were straddling him you tried to lay your forehead on his shoulder, praying for a break, but was quickly stopped by ony's large hand gripping your face. he pulled the fabric from your mouth before he spoke. "you not done mama ride this dick. want you creamin' all over my lap." you could barely move your legs, but you knew he'd have you in this parking lot all night if you didn't at least try.

you started with a slow pace, working your way up and down all eight inches of his dick with both hands on each of his shoulders. "im s-so so-r-r-yyy papa. hah- i love y-youu" ony loved watching you ride him. brown skin glistening with a light sheet of sweat, making your naked figure shine in the natural light the moon gave. you looked good enough to eat, and given ony's actions, you'd think that was exactly what he was trying to do.

he maintained his eye contact with you as his tongue danced along your upper body, moving all around each of your breasts. hot mouth closing on your nipple before leaving many hickies around them. his long tongue licked from your chest all the way to your neck as he left little love bites and kisses, pulling your head back by your hair to give himself more room. through it all, you kept pleasuring him with every bounce. "ughh princess you ride it so good. gon make me cum deep in that pussy." you felt his large hand slap onto your ass, gripping it as he moves to the rhythm of your bounces.

your body always made ony have to hold his nut to keep from finishing fast. you were just so damn pretty. "mmm it's so big daddy." at this point ony knew your brain was gone. every time you got fucked out like this you'd just start saying anything that came to mind. "its big mama? how big?" he chuckled as watching you mindlessly keep bouncing. "s-so fucking biggg" he loved when you got like this, all fucked out with your bottom lip tucked under your teeth. eyes low and only staring at the other set below them. you soon felt the coil in your stomach tighten, signaling to you that you were about to come again.

ony felt you clench around him tightly which brought him closer to his end as well. "i feel it baby let it out. cum all over dis dick." you felt the coil in your stomach begin to snap from his words alone, legs giving out as you sat down completely on his dick while you came. ony picked up from where you left off, putting each of his hands on your ass to lift you up and down. your cream slid down his shaft which ony used as lube as he started pounding into you from below. "f-fuckkk ima cum again daddyyy."

"hold it and cum wit me. m'almost there i promise." you did as you were told, holding in your release until ony let you know it was okay to let go. you felt him twitch inside of you multiple times, looking down at where you were connected as he kept plopping you on his lap. in order to torture you further, ony decided to play with your clit with his thumb. "ahh w-waitttt." body jolting as you tried to run away from the extra stimulation. "unt unt. don't run from me mama. let daddy make you feel good." he began to fuck into you faster as he felt himself about to finish.

"ima take you to the jeweler and get all your shit custom made. pussy feel so good." ony mumbled as he felt his ears get hot from the feeling of your wet walls. "cmon mama make a mess on it." that was all you needed to hear before you let everything out. loud moans escaped your lips as you felt your release rush out of you in big waves. you watched as ony threw his head back, shooting thick ropes of cum up into your pussy. he looked down as the mess y'all made under him before he felt your forehead slap onto his chest, you were knocked the fuck out. "i swear this girl always falling asleep after sex." he chuckled before laying you down in the backseat, getting himself situated so he can start cleaning up.

when you woke up you were being carried inside the house with a blanket covering your body. ony looked down at you and gave you a small smile as he laid you down in the bed. "there she isss. my pretty girl." your face grew hot at the name. you were so in love with this man. "got sum for you." brown eyes staring up at his, confused as you watched him dig in his pocket. you watch him pulled out the small navy blue box that you immediately recognized as the box the earrings came in. the gasp you let out was quiet as you inspected it in your hands. "ohh my goddd thank you babyyy." you open the container, moving your hand to take one out.

before you can try the earrings on ony grabbed the bottom your face tightly, squishing your cheeks together as he spoke. "don't you ever pull that shit you pulled at the mall again y'hear me? had me really to burn the whole mothafucka down looking for you since you wanted to be a brat and walk away from me while i'm busy." the seriousness in his tone and his demeanor made you wet once again. "okay daddy." you whisper, voice small as he let go of your face before walking to his side of the bed to undress. his brown eyes studied you as you look at your phone camera, excited to see how you looked in the earrings.

"how i look papa?" you say expectedly, not really paying attention to him as your eyes were still glued to your phone. the corner of his lips lifted as he eyed your still naked figure up and down. "look real sexy ma." you watch as your boyfriend layed down on the bed, giving you a glance before speaking again. "come sit mama. wanna see em dangle from your ears. while you ride my face." you sigh, crawling over to your boyfriend, biting back a smile. it was going to be a long night.

daddy dom!Katsuki who gives you tummy rubs when your anxiety is through the roof. heats up his hands just a bit and holds you in his lap as he rubs circles into your skin, whipsering in your ear how much he believes in you and how he'll never, ever, let anything bad happen to his baby.

Awwww so adorable \(^ヮ^)/\(^ヮ^)/\(^ヮ^)/

little protector

Katsuki bakugo x fem!reader

Summary: Bakugo and the reader get into an argument that leads to an emotional moment, with the reader upset and their young son witnessing it. The son, who is around four years old, becomes a little protector, comforting his mom and showing love even when his dad is mad. When Bakugo returns, he faces the consequences of his actions with his son's silent disapproval

The argument had started over something small, as they always did with Bakugo. He was stubborn, fiery, and sometimes too prideful for his own good. You’d tried to keep your cool, but his sharp tone and harsh words had worn you down until your voice cracked, tears spilling before you could stop them.

“Why do you always have to blow everything out of proportion, Katsuki?” you said, your voice trembling.

“Because I’m right, that’s why!” he barked back, his crimson eyes flashing with frustration. But the moment he saw the tears on your cheeks, his expression faltered. He opened his mouth to say something, but instead, he scoffed and stormed out, slamming the door behind him.

The house fell silent except for your soft sniffles as you sat on the couch, wiping at your face. You didn’t hear the little footsteps until a small hand tugged on your sleeve.

“Mommy?” a tiny voice asked.

You looked down to see your four-year-old son standing beside you, his big red eyes—so much like Bakugo’s—filled with concern.

“Hey, sweetheart,” you said, quickly wiping your cheeks again. “What’s wrong?”

He didn’t answer right away, instead climbing onto your lap and wrapping his arms around your neck in a firm hug. “Daddy’s mean,” he said quietly, his little face pressed against your shoulder.

You sighed, running a hand through his messy blond hair. “He’s not mean, baby. He just gets mad sometimes.”

Your son pulled back slightly, his small hands resting on your cheeks as he looked at you with a serious expression. “Even when I’m mad, I still love you, Mommy. Daddy should do that too.”

His words broke something in you, and fresh tears spilled over, though this time they were a mix of sadness and overwhelming love for the little boy in your arms.

“I love you so much, sweetheart,” you whispered, holding him close.

The front door opened, and heavy footsteps echoed through the hallway. Bakugo walked into the room, his expression guarded, though his eyes softened when they landed on you and your son.

Your son, however, wasn’t having it. He turned in your lap, crossing his tiny arms over his chest and glaring at Bakugo with all the defiance his four-year-old self could muster.

“Daddy, you made Mommy cry,” he said, his voice firm.

Bakugo froze, his eyes flickering between you and your son. “I… I didn’t mean to—”

Your son cut him off, turning his head away with a dramatic huff. “I’m not talking to you.”

You bit back a small laugh despite yourself, watching as Bakugo looked genuinely panicked for a moment. He rubbed the back of his neck, letting out a frustrated sigh before crouching in front of the two of you.

“Hey, kid,” he started, his voice softer than usual. “Look, I was being a dumbass, okay? I didn’t mean to make your mom cry.”

Your son didn’t respond, still pointedly looking away. Bakugo’s gaze shifted to you, and for a moment, his tough exterior cracked.

“I’m sorry,” he said, his voice low but sincere. “To both of you.”

You nodded, seeing the genuine remorse in his eyes. “Apology accepted. But you’ve got some making up to do.”

Bakugo sighed, then turned back to his son, who was still glaring at him. “Come on, kid. Don’t make me beg.”

After a long pause, your son finally looked at him, his arms still crossed. “You gotta say sorry to Mommy again. And hug her.”

Bakugo’s lips twitched into a small smirk as he glanced at you. “You heard the boss.”

He leaned over, wrapping his arms around both you and your son. “I’m sorry,” he murmured, his voice soft. “I’ll do better.”

Your son finally uncrossed his arms, resting his head on your shoulder as he mumbled, “Okay, but don’t make Mommy cry again.”

Bakugo chuckled, pressing a kiss to your temple. “Deal, little man. Deal.”