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Divorced dad!Ghost noticing his new younger neighbor talking to his 4 year old daughter Emily, cooing over a frog she found while you tell her not to kiss it because it wont turn into a frog prince (duh), cigarette in hand as he silently watches.
That sundress does nothing to hide your frame, the swell of your breasts peeking out the top of the dress, a pretty necklace hanging in your cleavage, his cock chubs up nicely in his work pants, wishing he could just bend you over and take you in the middle of the street. He'll settle for just this for now.
30 minutes later Emily drags you to Simon to introduce you as "the pretty lady from next door" and you awe at her before sticking your hand out for a handshake towards the big brute.
He extends his thick calloused hand and shakes it firmly, feeling how soft your hand is, he feels no ring... good. He'll change that soon.
You end up talking for a while exchanging numbers before heading off to wherever you were going before.
Ghost stares at the phone number you gave him before quickly shutting his phone off, already anticipating the next time he sees you.
a/n: denki baby let’s make a home video 🙂↕️
“told you to stop sending me twitter porn, freak.” you scoot away from him in bed.
“babe we gotta try it.” he grabs your waist and scoots you back over. “what? you don’t like me all of a sudden?” he peppers kisses across your hot cheeks. “just watch it.”
he watches you open the link, the way you squirm, watching the girl hump against the guys abs. the way she moans, the way her thighs shake, the guy looking up at her like she’s hung the stars.
“let’s make our own.” he nudges his nose against your neck.
“our own what?” you purse your lips.
“video. of you rubbing this cute little pussy on my abs.” he starts to kiss the side of your neck.
“you don’t have any abs.” you close your phone, tossing it aside.
“shut up.” he chuckles. “you can ride my face after while i jerk my shit.” he nips at your pulse.
you push him back on the bed and push his shirt up and he’s quick to tug it off, watching with lidded eyes as you shimmy out of your sleep shorts. you straddle his waist, looking down at the phone he’s hold in one hand while the other his resting on the back of your thigh.
“c’mon pretty.” he flexes his muscles and that’s all the coaxing you need. “pull this shirt up for me.” he slides the hand on your thigh up, dragging the fabric of one of his shirts up your body.
he hums when you press yourself against his abs, lifting the shirt up to your neck in the process. you give an experimental grind of your hips and a soft moan slips from your lips. you press harder, fingers curling into the shirt you’re holding up. he flexes again, your breath catches as you follow the ripple.
“nghh fuck!” you gasp, perked clit pressing right against his hard muscle.
“feels good?” he looks up at you with a lazy grin.
you nod your head and hump against him faster, chasing that building heat in your tummy. he lets his hand on your waist slide up to your tits, kneading and playing with your nipples, pulling the softest sounds from your lips. he can feel how wet you’re leaving him and he squints his eyes with an idea.
“keep those eyes open.” he pinches your nipple, accompanied by a little zap.
“denki!” your mouth falls open when he gives the same treatment to your other nipple.
he drops his phone and grabs onto you with both hands, rubbing all over, stopping to send little shocks to your nipples that make you melt. you’re drooling, pleading, thighs shaking right on the edge, when you feel it.
“ahh! denk- denki please!”
electricity flows through his abs, through your slick going straight to your pussy and your hips stop, orgasm tearing through you as you soak his muscles. he keeps you moving until you’re spent and he’s pulling you up his chest.
“wha-?” you blink.
“sit on my face.” he pulls you down to his mouth.
Baby!Yuji realizing his resemblance to dad!Sukuna.
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You noticed that six-year-old Yuji had been looking in the mirror a lot lately. He was constantly studying his face and playing with his hair. As he did the exact same thing right now, a fond smile touched your lips. You walked up behind him, resting your hands gently on his small shoulders.
"Looks like someone really loves looking in the mirror."
He turned to you and smiled.
"Mommy! I look like Daddy!" he said.
"Ah, so that's why. You were discovering how much you look like your dad."
"Look, my eyes and my hair... just like his!"
His excitement made you giggle. You ruffled his hair and kissed his rosy cheeks.
"Yes, baby. You're a mini version of your dad."
Lately, everyone who saw him kept saying how much he looked like his father. The boy had heard it so many times that he actually started to notice the resemblance himself.
When Sukuna walked into the room, Yuji shared his discovery with him too.
"Daddy, look at me!"
He widened his tiny eyes as if to prove it and pointed at his pink hair.
"Look, we're exactly the same!"
A small, smug smile appeared on Sukuna’s face.
"You're your father's son, kid."
Hearing his dad's words, Yuji's face lit up. But then, a sudden thought about you seemed to cross his little mind.
"I don’t look like Mama."
You pouted slightly.
"You didn’t have to say that right to my face, Yuji."
Sukuna let out a short chuckle, a lazy, playful smirk on his lips.
"Sorry about that," he murmured. "My genes are just a bit too stubborn."
You rolled your eyes.
Encouraged by his dad's laughter, the little boy turned back to the mirror with a proud grin.
"My lips, my nose... all Daddy!"
You let out a soft laugh.
"Yeah... You really do look like your dad."
"I didn’t know you loved your father quite this much," Sukuna teased, a hint of deep amusement in his voice.
Yuji hugged Sukuna's legs tightly and looked up at him.
"I love my daddy sooo much!"
Sukuna ran his hand through Yuji's pink hair, ruffling it gently.
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hungry boy 18+
you told katsuki you were a virgin much before your relationship started, and thankfully katsuki was actually pretty nervous about that shit anyways, mostly cause he was a little bitch deep down but also because he was terrified of hurting or scaring you off. sooo, you had time to get comfortable around him before you had to start worrying about sex. it didn’t worry katsuki either, not at the start of your relationship atleast. but when the time started to get around three months of dating, he was losing control. the more inlove and consumed he became .. the more harder trying to control the urges he promised he buried down became.
it became so bad nearly everything you did made him hard. you had this natural purity about you, the idea of corrupting and taking your virginity .. being the first to bury himself inside of you. it fucking ruined him.
the kitchen glowed with a soft warmth, sunlight spilling through the windows while the stove filled the room with gentle heat. beside you, katsuki moved around the counter with rolled sleeves and flour-dusted hands, making the whole space feel warmer than it had any right to.
you wanted to help him make dinner, obviously your help consisted of you standing there watching him stir the sauce. “yknow your a great help.” he muttered dryly, sarcasm coating his words as his eyes flicked to you. “you literally won’t even let me help.” his response was an eye roll but the corner of his lips quirked into a smile. mindlessly, he dipped two of his thick fingers into the sauce the consistency thick against his digits. “oo— i wanna try!” you stated, he stood back expecting you to do anything other then grab his hand and wrap your mouth around his fingers, your tongue flattened beneath his fingers gently sucking on the seasoning.
you’d think for katsuki he’d have some cocky reaction, but he just froze. unable to process the blooming feeling in his stomach. he didn’t feel like he was in control of the situation, blush coated his cheeks much more obvious then he’d like to admit, internally he swore he could feel all the blood rush to his cock as the hardening length strained against the fabric of his boxers.
his eyebrows were slightly pulled inwards as a little sound left his throat but the second your eyes met the weakened red ones looking at you, his composure pulled back. you had to manually pull his fingers from your mouth with your hand
watching in real time as his head almost dropped. “i-i uh gotta go to the bathroom. jus- stay here.” he muttered all the usual dry strain in his voice had melted down into a clearer sorta more aware vocality.
you hummed as he walked off, slowly smiling to yourself because it was just so easy to get to katsuki and you knew the second you let him on you he’d be fucking you senseless, you’ve always wondered how long can katsuki bakugo really hold out for?
don’t kill me cause it isn’t jaw droppingly freaky
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coming home from a tiring day and expecting bkg to be up and ready and cooking but to find him on the couch snoozing :(
nom nom nom
for the next move in your relationship with bakugou katsuki, he gave you the key to his apartment. it’s a fancy word, apartment. not flat, not your student shared house you lived in a few years ago or your family home with your tiny bedroom and snacks that will be snatched by your siblings.
your boyfriend’s apartment. it’s a skyscraper bachelor pad which, with the integration of you in his life, has become a home of more. or really katsuki’s house, with mini shrines to you all over it.
your favourite cereal and fruit bars in the cupboards, your favourite biscuits you dip in your tea and the fridge with a tub of the only yoghurt you eat. his living room which before had no blankets, has four. all chosen by you every time you go shopping with him and his inability to say no. then about three books you’re currently reading, your nintendo switch you leave at his house. his bathroom with your spare toothbrush, makeup wipes and a duplicate skincare selection of the one you have at home.
however, even though it might look like you live here for half of your week, your boyfriend still loves to treat you like a guest.
thinking about being an assistant on base when price raises some concerns about ghosts' intentions with you…
(humor, no smut but mildly suggestive)
cw: fem!reader, stalking (but it's consensual), very delusional reader, ooc, very silly crack fic, implied perv!ghost, word count: 722
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! synopsis: in an interrogation, the colonel’s arrogance pissed you off more than anything else. to mock him at least, you decide to give his gun a blowjob... ! tags: nsfw, mdni, colonel!caleb, bratty!reader, powerplay, dubcon themes, dead dove themes, gunplay, use of a baton, oral (m!receiving), manhandling, creampie, swallowing, a closeted perv!caleb ! wc: 3.4k
you sat alone, wrists bound with sleek magnetic cuffs that glinted under the light of an unfamiliar chamber. your hair had fallen loose from the standard tie, clinging to your cheek. dust smeared along the sleeve of your clothes, a remnant of the chase that led you here.
then, the colonel entered.
tall, meticulous, draped in regulation black. silver insignias gleamed on his collarbone, catching the sterile light. he simply shuts the door behind him and leaned against it for a moment, watching you. “you're not listed in any fleet registry, so either someone went through a lot of trouble to scrub you clean—” he reached into the inner lining of his uniform and retrieved a slim baton. “or you were never meant to be here in the first place.”
Mean owner! Price who snaps at Bunny hybrid! Reader after they accidentally break the nice ceramic bowl that he gave them for meals. You were just mad you got healthy yucky pellets!!! You wanted cake!!! (´∩`。)
But he quickly feels bad because you give him the silent treatment. Refusing his pets, hiding under tables. You even refuse grooming time!!! You loved when he would brush your hair for you!! (╥ ω ╥)
So while you’re sleeping he gently scoops you up with those thick arms of his. giving you small kisses and coos while you wake up. And when you try to escape, legs kicking and wiggling with all your might! he just traces your hole. His finger against it. Finally pushing in when you whined enough. His two thick fingers pumping over and over as he whispers small apologies to you.
“Oh, I know, I know, m’such a meanie. M’sorry I’ll never yell again okay? Bunny? You gotta answer or I’ll stop”
You lazily nod your head, which makes him smile. He finally pumps harder making you finish. Your head against his chest as he enjoys finally being able to hug his bunny again <33
HusbandKuna x Reader who lost her memory
After a tragic accident erased your memories, you no longer remember the man you married. Unfortunately for you, Ryomen Sukuna remembers everything. And he'll do whatever it takes to make you remember him too.
Everything was so much weird.
When you first opened your eyes, the world was a blur of harsh lights and a rhythmic, annoying beep that made your head throb. A crowd of people were hovering over your bed, their faces twisted into expressions of pure horror and desperation. It felt like they were looking at a ghost or maybe a god that had suddenly fallen from the sky. The moment you blinked and stared back at them with blank, unrecognizing eyes, the room dissolved into quiet, breathless weeping.
You were completely utterly lost. Who was the woman with the dark circles under her eyes calling herself Shoko? Why was she gripping your hand like her entire world was ending? You knew your own name y/n echoed clearly in the empty caverns of your mind, but beyond that single fact, there was only a vast, terrifying void. You understood the modern world. you knew what a smartphone was, you recognized the concept of Wi-Fi, and when you mumbled those details, the doctors in the room let out collective, gasping sighs of relief.
But the real shock came twenty minutes later.
The heavy door to the hospital room burst open with a violent slam. A man lunged inside like a madman, his chest heaving as he fought for breath. You had never seen anyone look like him. His hair was a soft, striking shade of pastel pink so pretty and unexpected that you wondered for a fleeting second if he had dyed it just to stand out. Dark, intricate tattoos mapped across his skin, curling around his sharp cheekbones and framing his eyes. And those eyes... they were a piercing, burning red, swirling with a volatile mixture of terrifying rage and profound, shattering sadness.

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[𝝑𝑒] :: calling true form!sukuna by a nickname for the first time :: tags. fluff, sfw.
“ryo,” it rolls off your tongue naturally. as if you’ve called him that thousands of times before. you don’t realise it until he suddenly stops in his tracks.
sukuna narrows his eyes. you turn your head and look up, oblivious to your slip-up. the sorcerer doesn’t utter a word and instead glares down at your short frame. he looks irritated, or more annoyed.
“oh,” you realise why only a few seconds after.
you bow your head at him and try to explain yourself in a hurry. normally, you’d address him with respect like everyone else does. ‘my lord’, ‘lord sukuna’, or even ‘master’.
Thinking about single parent!reader and ghost accidentally bonding with your two kids...
He knows of you vaguely as the apartment two doors down from his that's always toeing the line of some sort of noise complaint. two small kids, four and five respectively. Cute things he sometimes passes in the stairwell since the elevator broke.
"Ewwww!!! What is that!!"
Like now, for example. Arms full of grocery bags, ghost turns the corner to the next flight and finds the wee ones crouched in a corner pointing at something. You sit a few steps up, bags next to you and seemingly taking a breather from the multiple flights.
"Morning, Mr riley." You smile, exhausted. Ghost nods back, then curiously glances over the kid's shoulders when they beging loudly pondering.
"It's an alien!!" Your little girl says, poking at it. "Alien–"
"That's a proper millipede, innit." Ghost grunts above them. He knees down between the two, and lets the long insect crawl onto his hand, holding it up for your kids. "S' the flat face? An' the multiple legs on each segment? Millipede."
You daughter gasps in amazement at the same time your son asks "does it bite?"
"Only kids who don't do their chores." Ghost snorts, then holds it out and gently strokes a single finger along its back "you can pet it."
Which is how your tiny ones end up asking ghost what seems lile a hundred questions about millipedes, then centipedes, and bugs in general.
He answers each one, and after some time sets the bug back down and says "I'll show you more bugs if you help carry groceries in, yeah?"
While your kids grab one bag each, ghost insists on carrying the rest in addition to his own, has the audacity to glare at you when you reach for some.
That night, your kids beg to go to the library to pick out books about bugs, wanting to impress their new friend mr simon.
Of all the people they could like...they chose the weird silent scary guy....at least they're learning stuff, you suppose.
... WHICH COULD MEAN NOTHING
SYNOPSIS: rafayel compliments you and has a nickname for you and holds your hand and openly flirts with you... which could mean nothing
tags/warnings: rafayel x fem!reader, fluff, reader is both oblivious and refuses to accept love, lowkey yandere/stalker/manipulative!rafayel if you squint, reader thinks she's undeserving of love, happy ending, I think that's it! wc: 6.6k
a/n: hi hi!! I finally got around to working on a raf drabble that turned into This,, I hope u guys enjoy !! I liked playing around w the dynamic between reader and rafayel hehe I hope it comes across !!! thank u to my gorgeous wife tee and my beloved brother in arms emmy for proofreading !! PLEASE let me know what u guys think !! reading ur comments and tags genuinely keeps me going hehe,, okay enough yapping, I hope u enjoy :3
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It was the first exhibition you were working security for him. You hovered around him the entire night, smiling when he’d shoot you pleading glances. You shook your head at him and continued to scan the room. It was a nice event, you’d have to remember to compliment Thomas's work the next time you saw him. Everything went smoothly, and Rafayel was surprisingly cooperative the entire night.
You bit back a smile when you watched Rafayel's eyes sparkle underneath the spotlights, explaining his pieces to every sponsor and guest as he made his way around the room. The thumping of your heart made your face flush as you watched him smile and gesture wildly towards the canvas, mimicking the brushstrokes he’d used to capture the raging sea. He stole a glance back at you, smirking a little when he caught you staring. You tore your gaze from him, blinking quickly and regaining composure as you stood a little straighter.
When the night came to a close you waited for a moment off to the side, laughing to yourself as Thomas all but shoved Rafayel to shake hands with the VIPs. After he finally finished, he made his way in front of the largest canvas in tonight's showing. You pushed yourself off the wall you'd been leaning against, standing next to him and looking at the painting alongside him. You clasped your hands behind your back, rocking slightly on your heels, glancing at him from the corner of your eyes.
the dragon is pleased

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🔞🧵| Jetstream Jitters | (drunk) Caleb 🍎
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“Caleb, jeez!! What did you drink?? I can smell five different alcohol beverages on you” you complain, helping him dodge the shoes at the entrance. “It were six!” he said highly amused and held up eight fingers.
What was supposed to be a game of poker with his friends, turned into a competitive drinking game, causing him to be..like this.
“Pipsqueak!” his voice all cutesy now. “Wait, can I still call you Pipsqueak, Pipsqueak?” his eyes entering puppy mode. Before you can answer him, he goes “Mmmh yeah~ you’re my wittle little Pipsqueak, Pipsqueak~~” he’s nuzzling against your chest now, acting like an innocent cat, but is actually just finding an excuse to bury his face in your tits.
[FRATLEB x READER] Can you really call Caleb your best friend after losing your virginity to his loathsome twin brother, Perses, at a frat party? || CW: 18+ mdni, smut, frat/nerd!au, nerdleb is Caleb, fratleb is Perses, virginity loss, mating press, spit kink
Can you really call Caleb your best friend after losing your virginity to his loathsome twin brother at a frat party?
The answer gets muddied with each harsh thrust Perses delivers into your slick cunt. One hand pushing your knee to your chest and the other groping a handful of your tits.
Does he care that you're his geek brother's best friend or a virgin? Probably not. To him, you're just a tight pussy he gets to drunkenly fill tonight. So he's not in the business of being gentle or sweet, but it's not like you have any complaints if the sounds of your moans are anything to go by.