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Just thought of this really dumb scenario and now I'm going to make you all suffer the same Bakugou brain rot I have.

Thinking about you and Katsuki bickering over stupid household things. You're standing behind him, in the middle of nagging him for not doing something you'd asked him to do earlier when he rolls his eyes and spits, "Suck my left nut."

He bristles slightly when you stop talking mid sentence. He starts to turn around to fess up an apology, but as he turns, he sees you holding up your hands in the shape of Ls with a confused, but determined look on your face as you try to figure out which of his testicles is the left one.

He claps a hand over his face, huffing a quiet laugh as he's reminded that he married a dyslexic moron. No, you're not a moron because you're dyslexic. You're a moron because you thought he was serious.

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prt one

pornstar!satoru who pays for a month of your onlyfans—for research purposes. he needs to find out who this boyfriend of yours is, and figure out a way to get rid of him.

pornstar!satoru who knew it was a long shot, that you might not even show him on your page at all. and of course he got distracted a few times whilst scrolling through your posts, dick rock solid and at attention with each new angle of you of his screen.

pornstar!satoru who, when he finds the more homemade stuff, he’s pathetically jealous of the man that frequents your bed so often. how big his hands look as they lay lovingly over your skin, how in love you look as you suck his cock, how well his tip hits your g-spot over and over and—of course he fucking knows him. a video of you on your back piques his attention, your man in between your legs and lapping at your needy pussy like he’s starved. satoru knows that long hair, that cheeky sexdrunk smile that pulls at his lips while he eats you out, he knows those purple fucking eyes that turn to glance at the camera.

of course it’s pornstar!suguru.

pornstar!satoru who suddenly has his cock out, languid strokes of his fist over his length is nothing to the memories of pornstar!suguru's lips wrapped around his length. who is so enthralled by the knowledge that both him and his former co-star have gotten to feel the flutter of your pussy around their cocks.

pornstar!satoru whos fingers are frantic as he searches for more of you together, and ends up spending way too much money on subscriptions just to watch you get fucked stupid on the same cock that he once did for a film a few years back. who wonders if you feel the same stretch with suguru as you did with him. if you were forced to choose, relationships be damned, who you'd say made you cum harder.

pornstar!satoru whos dick gets impossibly harder at the thought of you not choosing at all. who lets himself picture it, you spread out for both him and pornstar!suguru, your eyes wide at the prospect of taking both of them at once. how he'd take your mouth first, how with each thrust of suguru into your pussy would push you forward onto his cock. how he'd kiss your boyfriend breathless while they're both balls-deep inside of you.

pornstar!satoru who strokes himself along to a video of you riding pornstar!suguru. who times his orgasm just right with your shared one, who goes fucking blind for a moment with the way his climax washes over him. your noises, suguru's noises, the imagined smell of sweat in the air. he moans, a dirty mixture of your name and his, something embarrassing and still he remains steadfast in his lust.

pornstar!satoru who, because he respects himself at least a little, gives himself fifteen minutes for post nut clarity to set in. and when it doesn't, he's texting his agent in the dead of night and very firmly requesting to be booked again

with both of you.

pornstar!suguru who, upon having you home from a particularly tiring shoot, is doting on you with heart-shaped pupils. He's got you laying down with him on the couch, big hands working magic on your sore muscles.

pornstar!suguru who doesn't always ask for details about your shoots. he knows it's just work, hell, he's a pornstar himself, he doesn't need the raunchy details of your jobs to keep himself from spiralling. but something about today feels different. today, you seem uncharacteristically fucked out.

pornstar!suguru who is more than surprised when you're still rearing to get fucked silly that night. you groan about your shoot with a new pornstar, and how his touch is still lingering on your mind. and suguru laughs, because jealousy doesn't come easy to him-- if anything, knowing you're still in his bed at the end of the day just gets him even more worked up.

its when pornstar!suguru bottoms out inside of you, that shared gasp of ecstasy leaving both your lips that you mention how he asked you out for drinks after the shoot. you add on, of course, that you turned him down, but the comment still has your boyfriends interest piqued.

pornstar!suguru who, with a kiss to the corner of your lips and a gentle thrust into you, asks who this admirer of yours is. and just as the names about to leave your lips, his phone chimes on the bed with an email.

an offer. a threesome shoot: him, you, and a second male. it's the best paying shoot he's gotten in a long time. he hasnt quite scrolled down to see who the other talent was, so when you snatch his phone, legs still wrapped around his waist, he catches that smile on your lips. he catches the way you clench around him.

"that's him," you speak, such pretty words from your lips as you turn the screen to show him the name and headshot of pornstar!satoru.

and pornstar!suguru's dick gets impossibly harder.

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want him so bad. need him to bend me into whatever position he wants me to be in, want him to tell me how cute i am and how well i’m taking his cock… telling me he loves me as he creams in my pussy and pulls out for a moment as i relax my legs, closing my eyes only for them to shoot open again cuz he slapped me, telling me he isn’t done while he holds my knees up to my ears and pushes into my tight butt, my arms wrapping around his neck because it fucking stings but the mix of his cum that dribbled down my pussy n into my asshole and his spit that he used to lube himself up relives the tight stretch, hardly, but i’d be too dumb at that point to even process the pain because i’d be too busy thinking about how i can feel him in my guts, how thick he is, how he groans when his tip pushes all the way in and how he calls me his good little wife and tells me how well i’m doing while he’s pounding my butt <333

Eren HC’s: Stealing his clothes

Pairing: Eren x fem!reader

Warnings: playful bickering, fluff.

Summary: Wearing Eren’s clothes has started to become a problem since it’s now all you wear.

“Hey, princess~” Eren greets you while walking past in the kitchen. He grabs a water bottle out of the fridge, his grey t shirt was slightly soaked with sweat and his hair was tied up from finishing up his workout in the garage. He stops suddenly and glanced at what you’re wearing. “Is that my sweater?”

You were wearing his long dark grey sweater with the hood on the back. After a pretty rainy week, you just grabbed it out of his closet to keep warm. It worked rather well with your tank top and rather short pair of sleep shorts.

Stirring the large pot filled with soup, you nod with a small smile. “Yeah, it got kinda cold in here earlier with all the rain.”

You held a spoon with some of the broth for him to taste and he graciously took it.

“Damn that’s good.” Eren commented as he took the spoon and went in for another taste. As he finished the second spoonful, he drops the spoon in the sink and stares at your figure, he admired the way your ass poked out under the material. “Your ass looks good.”

You smile at the compliment and gasped rather abruptly when he reaches up to give it a hard slap.

“Dinners gonna be good but desserts gonna be even better.”

———

“Eren, can I wear that longsleeve you have? I just started my period and everything’s too tight.” You frown and sift through your closet.

Eren shuffled around the bed, locking his phone and groaning as his muscles stretched. “Sure, why don’t you just wear my sweater though?”

See, you would- if it wasn’t dirty. Over the past few days of living in it, the sweater needed a good wash. “So that’s a yes?” You ask with a grin and fisted the beige longsleeve in your hand before pulling it off the hanger.

Eren watched, completely amused at your antics as you unclipped your bra and slipped it over your body. The article was soft and the extra fabric hid the uncomfortable bloat of your period perfectly.

You give out a small thank you and climbed into bed with him. It was around 9 pm- ish and usually you two don’t head to bed till much later, but after a long day, turning in early doesn’t sound so bad.

“Wanna watch a movie?” Eren asked and grabbed the remote. The tv made a sound as it powered on and you lay next to him on the bed.

“Nothing too gory, please.” You said quietly and scrunched your face up as a small wave of cramps hit you. Eren noticed the discomfort and pulled you into his arms. You curl up next to him with your back against his chest and his head rested against his hand as he was propped up on one side.

He gave a kiss to your temple and scrolled through the platforms before putting on Legally Blonde.

His hand rests on your abdomen and started to sink down to your lower stomach, just at your uterus. Eren’s large hand stroked at your skin below his shirt, trying to ease the pain you felt.

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A few days later, you were doing some cleaning around the house to catch up on chores, a paisley bandanna was tied in your hair to keep it from falling in your face.

“(Y/n)!” Eren’s voice echoes through the house, making you jump. The cloth you were dragging against the window fell to the sill in a rush.

Eren marched in the room, eyebrow raised with an annoyed look.

“Are you okay?” You asked, grabbing the rag again and wiping the cleaner from the glass.

“Why are half my shirts missing?” He asked.

Your movement faltered ever so slightly with the rag, but Eren noticed it.

“Uhh, they’re probably in the wash.” You said, trying to ignore the daggers against the back of your skull.

Eren draws out a hum, “Really? That’s funny I don’t remember going through all my shirts in less than a week.”

“Yeah, that’s sure is strange.”

“(Y/n), turn around.” Eren asked suddenly.

The rag halted completely and you bite your lip. “Why?”

“Are you wearing my shirt right now?”

“No.”

“Then turn around.”

“No.”

“Eh, it’s alright, I can see your reflection in the window. Great day to clean, isn’t it?”

Sighing, you cursed yourself and looked at the window. Sure enough, your figure was prominent against the glass. You turned around and watch as Eren skims over the design of his 2Pac t-shirt.

“Mhm,” He nods and trailed back to your shared room.

“Eren, why are you getting so upset?” You called after him.

He steps in front of the closet and shuffled through his shirts, the bare hangers clanging together. “I’m not mad, Princess, but I don’t have anymore clothes.” He then gestured to your very full closet,“I guess you can’t say the same huh?”

“That’s not fair, a lot of the clothes I have are cropped and tight . They aren’t comfortable to wear around the house and your shirts cover me.”

“Oh come on, it’s not that bad.” Eren said and started filtering through your hangers.

“You try wearing a corset top while doing laundry. It’s not fun.” You laughed as he pulled out a white cropped tee with pink trim.

“Then don’t buy this shit.” He smirks and waves the shirt in front on you. “Buy some real clothes.”

A brief pause hung in the air.

“Eren, you’re literally with me 80 percent of the time I go shopping. You always insist I buy stuff like this cause you like it.”

Eren turns around and gawks at you, “Are you saying this is my fault?”

You remain silent, arms crossed and a playful glare on your face.

“Oh yeah, how would you like it if I just wore your clothes then?” He challenged and took the garment off the hanger.

“Eren it’s not gonna fit-” But he didn’t listen. He someone managed to pull the shirt over his body. The shirt was very snug over his shoulders and biceps as he couldn’t even put his arms down. His abs were on full display and the shirt covered just barely past his pecs.

The words ‘Princess’ were printed on the top, the letters stretched out and color fading from the stress.

You burst out laughing at his predicament, clutching your stomach. The white and pink shirt around his large frame was definitely a sight to see.

“Did you prove your point, ‘Princess’?” You tried to say through giggles.

Eren’s face remained in his scowl, “Grab your keys, we’re buying you some t-shirts.” And with that, he started to trek out of the room.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” You call out after him, trying not to laugh again.

“Bring the scissors!”

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Hey!! This has been in my drafts for a bit, so I just wanted to post something. I’m taking summer classes and it’s literally killing me so I’m trying to at least draft out fics so I have something to post every now and then. There’s only like two more weeks of the courses, so I’ll definitely be way more active after I finish!! 🩶

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Telling myself I don’t need to write about virgin Bucky who grew up in a strict household, never touching himself because he doesn’t want to commit a sin. Suppressing every single urge he’s ever felt his entire life. He gets to college and stays at his best friend’s place over the winter break which is great until his best friend’s single mom is the most gorgeous thing he’s ever laid his eyes on. She’s so sweet. So pretty. He knows he’s screwed when he has to excuse himself from the dinner table, taking a hot shower, struggling to get his erection to go away. He lets out a soft little whine, gripping his cock and balls, giving it a squeeze to calm down but it doesn’t work. He swears he’s going to cry, it was so wrong, he had to stop.

I don’t need to write about how he’s gonna end up in her bed. I don’t need to talk about how Subby and needy he is. Scared. Shy. Such a cute little virgin literally never touched in his life. We don’t have to talk about all the things mommy is going to teach him like how to touch himself, giving him instructions to follow like a good boy. We don’t have to talk about how badly he wants to be good, asking if you’re sure this is okay? Isn’t it bad, mommy? Is this wrong? Mommy, are you sure? No mommy, no one’s ever touched me there.

We don’t need to talk about the possessive, jealous daddy he eventually turns into, ruining her till she’s a mess of tears and his cream.

I don’t need to write about it.

Eren Hc’s: Volume Down

Pairing: Eren x female!reader

Warnings: none.

Genre: smut, fluff

Summary: After having sex, Eren tucks you in for the night and grabs his phone.

MDNI!

“Ah! Fuck, Eren.” Whimpering, you clutched onto Eren’s wrists as he pounded into you. Dirty moans and whimpers leaving your mouth with every breath.

Eren stood over you at the edge of the bed. Your upper body sprawled over the sheets, legs spread apart and Eren gripping your thighs.

“Fuck, baby.” He grunted out, long hair dangling in his face.

His thrusts became faster and you cried out from the pleasure. Sweat was starting to bead down Eren’s face and he looked down at you through half-lidded eyes.

With a brief pause, his hands gripped your calves with a vice hold and dragged you to the edge of the bed, so only your upper back remained on the cushioned surface.

The new angle gave him the perfect chance to move deeper into you. Each thrust had him bottoming out completely, making you cry out louder.

“Shh, stay quiet, princess.” Eren said, swiping a hand over his face to brush his hair back.

“Uh- it feels so- ah! Eren I can’t.” You mewled out.

A sharp slap rang throughout the room as his large palm connected with your ass. “Yes you can.”

He removed your legs from his waist and he crawled on top of you, throwing your legs over his shoulders. His forearms rested on either side of your head. “You don’t wanna wake up everyone do you?” He teased and started to rock his hips at a quickening pace.

Eren was right, you all shared an apartment with Jean, Connie, and Sasha. They’d literally kill you if you woke them up from doing the nasty.

He leaned up to your face and kissed your lips, eager to silence you. Your moans dwindling down to muffled whimpers. His hand reached up to squeeze one of your bouncing tits.

“That’s it, fuck-” Eren pulled away and his forehead rested against yours. Your orgasm was coming closer with every movement. Pressing your lips tightly together, you tried to silence your moans.

Eren bucked his hips up suddenly.

“Hmm-!”

“Quiet.” He whispered harshly against your skin and gave a hard squeeze to your boob. Eren dragged his lips across your neck and collarbone, leaving tender kisses.

The burning sensation in your stomach grew stronger.

“Eren, I’m g-gonna-”

Eren’s hand quickly moved to cover your mouth. Scrunching the sheets in between his other fist, he gritted his teeth as he felt his orgasm approaching as well. Your legs quivered over his shoulder with small tears of pleasure prickling in the corners of your eyes.

“Let go, baby. I’m right here.” He grunted out, placing sloppy kisses along your neck.

Your orgasm finally washed over you, your cries muffled from under his hand. A few stray tears dribbled down your face.

Eren quickly pulled out when he came, long ribbons of cum shooting out and landing on your stomach.

He was breathing heavily on top of you and removed his hand from your mouth. As he sat up, he moved your legs from his shoulders and sat above you, catching his breath.

“You okay?” He asked in a raspy voice while his thumb brushed the tears from your face.

You nodded and leaned into his touch, still feeling the effects of your orgasm.

“Lemme clean you up, Princess.” Eren told you and quickly disappeared into the bathroom before returning with a damp rag. He ran it over your skin, ridding it of any cum left over. The cool touch of the rag made you shiver as it dragged against your hot skin.

He gently trailed it down your thighs and threw it across the room. Your body laid still, exhausted and mind foggy.

“Come on, baby.” Eren pulled your body to the top of the bed and tucked you in under the covers, planting kisses along your face as he did so. You watched him through lazy eyes as he grabbed a stray hair tie and wrapped his hair up in a bun. He climbed in next to you and pulled you into his arms.

Silently, you laid on his chest, his arm curling under your neck after he grabbed his phone from the nightstand.

Your eyes fluttered closed, listening to the sound of Eren’s heartbeat. He held his phone with his right hand, the left stroking your cheek tenderly.

Almost falling asleep, the sudden sounds of horns and drums echoed from Eren’s phone.

An all too familiar sound.

“You are not playing clash of clans right now.”

Eren froze, eyes widening at your voice.

“You just fucked the shit out of me, and you’re playing that stupid game?”

“Armin’s on top of the leaderboard!” He quickly defended.

“This is our cuddle time.”

“I am cuddling you.”

Playfully rolling your eyes at him, you scoffed. “I need both arms, Eren.”

He let out a dramatic sigh and rolled over, facing you. You leaned your head against his chest once more as you felt his other arm rest on your shoulder, both hands still holding his phone. You chuckled softly at his reaction and pulled the blankets over you more. “I can’t believe you.”

Eren kissed your forehead and laid his head lazily against the pillow. “This better, princess?”

“Mhm. I’m just teasing though, I don’t actually mind. I like the sound it plays when you get defeated.”

“Okay, I’m muting it just cause you said that.”

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If I'm not pushing my luck, can you write something about you being the first hairy person that an elf has been with? Cause I was thinking about it and what if the first human(s) they've been with all shaved and they thought it was standard for us like it was for them, having no hair and all? I really do think they would be both confused and very curious/enthusiastic about it. And what if you were a bit self conscious about it too? 😪 Thank you I'm in love with your stories!!

Hi there! For everyone who hastn't read it, here's the question that started this idea. Enjoy!

Full bush

Elf x fem!reader || oral sex, pussy worship, body hair appreciation

When you got together you thought he already knew all he needed to know about humans. He was with a couple humans before you, two males and one female, so you thought he already knew... But you were wrong.

First time he saw you naked he stared. And stared. And stared some more to the point you got self conscious about it and ended up putting your clothes back on. You slept very unconfortab that night, and he said nothing. You might have cried a tiny bit. Next day he stared at you even with your clothes on, his eyes fixated in your genitals as you looked at him like he was the weird one (which he was). Later that day he broke down and asked you why did you have hair, if it was some kind of birth defect. You almost threw him out the house, but you breathed deeply and proceeded to explain to him that humans had body hair, that it was normal. He then explained that his previous humans had shaved or something because they were as hairless as elves and that's why he was so surprised when you took off your clothes. You understood his reasoning, but you were still a bit self-conscious, human culture already told you it was bad for you to have body hair, but you weren't about to let your elf boyfriend get away with it, too.

So you didn't take your clothes in front of him. Every time you slept together you put your pj's, not looking at him, and went to sleep with that. You weren't a fan of sleeping with clothes, but a woman had to do what a woman had to do. You could feel him hard behind you, but you weren't ready to face that disappointment and staring at your full bush.

But he wasn't having any of that.

By the fifth time you stayed at his house, he stopped you as you were getting undressed. You looked up at him in surprise, just to see his face flushed and a big tent in his sweatpants. "I- I want to see you," he stuttered.

"What?" You asked, your shirt halfway up your torso.

"I- I want to see your body hair," he confessed in a low tone. He looked so cute at the moment, but you were so fucking confused. You thought he hated your body hair.

You couldn't get the surprise out of your voice: "You do?"

"Yes. I- I liked it." He grabbed his dick and readjusted it, the tip pocking at the waistband of his sweatpants. Your mouth was salivating just looking at him shirtless and with those sinful grey sweatpants.

"You liked it?" You asked, your whole body vibrating with anticipation.

"Very much so..." He said, lowering his pants to let you see his erection already leaking profusely. You licked your lips and got undressed.

He stared and stared, and when your panties were finally on the ground, he licked his lips like you were his next snack. And good goddess if you weren't. He threw you on the bed and went down on you for hours. Your legs trembling around his head as he went to town and told you how great you were, how good you tasted and how glad he was that he discovered you had body hair. He sounded mesmerized by the fact and it made you blush as hard as ever as you came against his lips again.

By the time he was done, there was a pool of your juices under you and his face was completely drenched, but what surprised you more was the puddle of cum under him. You asked and he blushed hard, running to the bathroom to get you a towel.

Later, you discovered that he got so excited about you and your body hair and your pussy that he came at least four times while he ground against the mattress and eat you out. It was so hot thinking he got so worked up just by you being you that you had to push him down and blow him until he was crying.

You've never been so glad of his elf stamina.

Does that mean you want someone to piss on or in you? 🤭

both! particularly as a punishment