playful slutty boys who send videos of them jerking off or fingering their tight hole on days you are busy in office. a lazy grin on their face with their legs spread wide apart for you to stare wide eyed through the screen while their hands rub up and down their sensitive chest, moaning out loud. they say the nastiest shit, “my hole is feeling so empty without you” or “my poor cock needs to be roughly slapped mommy”, while shamelessly wiggling their ass towards the camera. and when you get home all dizzy and extremely fucking horny, he sits on the couch all pretty in your hoodie with a tub of ice cream. eyes blinking innocently up at you, feigning the question, “what did i do?” before you drag their ass into bed to rail them hard.

ASMODEUS, CHILDE, suguwara, OIKAWA, atsumu, marius, GOJO, howl, KAEYA, venti, ayato, bakugou, DENKI, SAMPO

❥ semi-public, Almost getting caught, bratty sub shigaraki, overstimulation(?), Sex ropes(?), Pet names, dirty talk(?), Masc reader, jealous shigaraki

Pet names ; brat, pup, cum slut,

❥ apologies for not knowing some of.. these?

❥ might be long so.. pt, 1?

❥ I'd might forget to use one of them from the warning so, sorry!

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CW: Izuku with a mommy kink, female! reader, handjobs, blowjobs

Main: @vitamin-cunt

He just had to fuck it up. He just couldn't be normal and get through his first time with you without any awkward interruptions. He just had to let it slip, even after he'd promised himself nothing weird would come out of his mouth.

Now you were sitting between his legs, the inner parts of his exposed thighs covered in your markings, a surprised expression sitting on your face.

Izuku was mortified.

He'd have been explaining himself had it not been the fact that he felt as though he were on the verge of tears. All he could let out was a pathetic hiccup to fill the awkward silence.

The two of you had been studying when one thing led to another, and you'd sat him down in his desk chair and ordered him not to get up until you were through with him.

For some reason he liked the tone of your voice.

Making out led to wandering hands and wandering hands led to palming bulges and before he knew it, his shorts were off and you were leaving hickeys up and down his freckled, trembling thighs.

He- he didn't know why he felt so comfortable saying it, it just felt right at the time! Between your voice, your strong grip, and your seeming possessiveness over him, he could argue that you'd set the tone pretty well!

"S-stop teasing- ohhh right there~ Feels s'good, Mommy~"

What was he thinking!? Of course girls like you wouldn't be into that, no normal person would be-

"...can you say that again?"

His scrunched face had softened into a confused one. "W-what?" he sniffled.

You swallowed and tightened your grip on his thigh. "What you called me. Say it again," you repeated, firm in your voice this time.

He blinked, utterly perplexed. What were you getting at, you- Were you trying to make fun of him?

But you seemed completely sincere.

He took a breath and set his eyes somewhere away from your face, the burning humiliation of repeating his damning words almost too much to face. "M...mommy..."

"Look at me when you say it."

Oh.

Suddenly his heart was racing for a different reason as his eyes panned back to you. His eyes still didn't quite meet yours, but as least he was facing you.

"S-sorry..."

"Sorry, what?"

"Sorry...Mommy..."

He hears you take a heavy breath, and your eyes wouldn't leave his. "Have you always been like this, Izuku?"

He swallows and shifts under your grip, unable to explain the twitch of his increasingly heavy cock. "B-been like...what?" Your hand, the way it was creeping up his thigh, fingers tracing a path through the maze of marks-

He was dizzy. Very, very dizzy.

"Have you always been this obedient?"

Dizzy, and inexplicably horny.

He knew you could hear his shaky breaths, every thick swallow, see his eyes growing half-lidded-

Your hand had made its way to his cock. Finger tracing from the base to tip with an agonizing feathered touch, but that was enough.

He'd hunched over, and, unable to stop himself, gripped your shoulders as if that would stop him from bucking pathetically into your touch.

You kept going though, wrapping your entire hand around his length, watching him come unraveled.

"Tell Mommy what you want, baby."

That was all it took for him to lean back into his seat, draping a hand over his face and letting his desires spill through his lips.

"Just wanna be your good boy- aaaangh, be your good boy, Mommy, pleaaase!" The tears spilled own his cheeks and onto his shirt, quick and hot. He needed to be inside you, he couldn't cum like this!

But when your soft lips ringed themselves around his cock, the tears came harder, and the pleas came louder.

He was sobbing because it felt too good, he was gasping too much to tell you, it was going to be too late!

All he could manage between moans and the soft chant of "uhn, uhn, uhn" were broken iterations of your name and "Mommy."

But never once a "stop."

Why did your mouth, warm and soft, have to feel like this!? Why did your eyes- so pretty- have to look up at him that?

You were taking care of him so damn good.

There went his chest, up and down and up and down, heavy with gasps and breathy moans. His hands had remained on your shoulders with an iron grip, and he prayed it wouldn't leave bruises later.

He was so close, but you were sucking so hard, he couldn't stop, not now, not now-

With a stutter of his hips and an incredible shout, he came, shocking his entire body for one euphoric moment.

format is full fic but if you want can you also add some headcanons at the end

kinks to add

•sadisim (reader

•masochism (dabi)

•dumbification

•frotteurism (ok idk if you make your fics automatically match with your blog theme [hospital for horny mfs like me] but can you make it so that dabi is a paitient of a hospital for sub people and reader is his most favorite doctor so theres alot of intimacy)

•master and pet themes (reader makes dabi wear a collar, very very short maid dress with frilly black lingerie, cat ears and a cat tail butt plug)

and can you make it so that the reader has a genital type quirk were reader can give people the genitals of the opposite gender and do it to herself without removing their original genital (ex. reader gives dabi a vagina and clit while still having a dick)

A/N: anon I'm in love with you. I'm on one knee rn, you have no idea (Tired asf gonna go proofread this in the morning)

CW: As stated in the ask above, GN! Pronouns, cock mentioned (can be interpreted as a strap tho), Dabi has a pussy at some point (idc, idc there's the door), fingering said pussy

Making a broken man of Dabi

What the fuck was he doing here?

Like, seriously, why the fuck was he here???

It was a strange situation, really. A hospital for incredibly lewd individuals to seek treatment-

And he of all people was here?

He didn't have lewd desires, just-

Well, fuck, he couldn't have normal sex but that didn't require an intervention or whatever this was.

He ran his tongue over his teeth as he rolled over in his hospital bed. Even the uniform was weird-

He was in a maid outfit. A black, short-ass maid dress.

"Awww, look at him blush~ Let me have him, I think we're gonna like each other."

CW: Sub! Shigaraki if you squint, humiliation kink, masturbation, fleshlight used

Sitting on the edge of your bed looking down at Hawks on the floor, you couldn’t help but smile at the scene in front of you. He was naked and bouncing on a medium sized dildo. You had asked him to do this earlier at your date, wanting to see him come in front of you without being able to touch you or you touching him. Hawks loved to always touch you, he always wanted to be close to you. Even the positions chosen in bed mirrored this. Always having him able to reach you as you fucked him. But more importantly, he struggled to come without your touch on him. When jerking off he would take an eternity to come even with you on the phone. When in intimate moments he could come at the slightless contact from you. Just you rubbing his sides would sometimes do it, or other times it would be you grazing his dick a bit. The worst would be his wings, any touch from you on his wing would make him come. You always had to be careful in public with his wings. He was dependent on your touch, so you wanted to try this. Would he be able to come? If so, after how long? Or would you have to step up to help him? Would he beg?

“I can’t do this, reader. Please, please touch me.” He whines at you as he started getting frustrated. It’s been 30 minutes that he was at it. 15 minutes of pure torture. He just wasn’t getting enough stimulation. He was so close yet so far. When he thought he was gonna cum it soon all went away with a lack of sufficient stimulation. He knew this was gonna last an eternity. But the worst of all, you were sitting over there only looking at him without ever coming closer. And you looked so good too. Still in your suit from your earlier date. You had taken the blazer off, but kept the jacket on. Since he saw you come out of the room dressed like with that suit he wanted you to fuck him. But you had come up with this stupid idea, so he had to suffer. He only needed a tiny something. Just a hand or even a finger. But everytime he asked, you would deny him and ask him to continue. He was so frustrated, dammit. But you, even after seeing that did not make even a slight twitch indicating that you would move. “Oh, you can't do it?” you responded mockingly. In response Hawks could only whine. Why were you so mean like that?

In the back of his mind, he felt a slight touch to one of his feathers. The feeling was barely there, but he looked up at you confused and saw you with it between your fingers. He recognised the feather as being one he gifted you a long time ago. He watched and felt you trace the length of it. The feeling of it gave him slight goosebumps. You were touching a part of him finally but not the right one. He couldn’t feel much with the feathers that were disconnected from his body a long time ago. It was worse than you touching him because he knew you were touching him, he felt it, but he was barely feeling anything. It was not enough. And you knew this, but simply did not care. It was actually kind of the point. So you continued. Hawks now having his eyes stuck to the feather in your hand, saw you move it towards your neck and brush it. You brushed the entirety of it with it and slowly lowered it towards your chest. Taking the time to brush each part you passed thoroughly. From your collarbones to your chest stayed there longer to play with your nipples, then your stomach and stopped there suddenly. Confused as to why you did, Hawks looked up at your face and watched as you took an obviously fake concerned expression and saw your lips starting to move. “Hawks, is something wrong? You stopped moving.” Hearing you say that he realised that yes, he had stopped moving because of what you were doing. “Oh, I’m sorry. Am I bothering you? Should I stop? It’s clearly too much for you.” Blushing at your teasing words he quickly responded a no. But you not seeing him start moving again told him “Well continue then. I don’t want to repeat myself.” Not wanting to disobey, he hurriedly started his pace again.

You stayed a few minutes watching him to make sure he would not stop again and seeing him not slowing, you continued your previous action. Moving the feather on your stomach, from your sides to your belly button to then very slowly starting to lower it. With your other hand you opened the button of your slacks and then the zipper, you then reached inside to pull out your shaft from your briefs. Taking a hold of it you started to move your hand up and down and slowly you lowered the feather on it. Teased your tip for a bit, then brushed the length of it. 

Seeing all of this hawks was really starting to get truly desperate. He realised he would have to beg sooner or later. It wasn’t fair. You were using one of his feathers to touch yourself, but he couldn’t even feel it correctly. He wanted to be the one touching you. He wanted to feel your body on him. He wanted you to touch him. For you to fuck him, jerk him off or even just caress his body a bit. It would be enough. He would be getting your touch and he would cum. But no, he had to sit there staring at you teasing yourself and him. He had to continue bouncing on this dildo who continuously hit his prostate but never was enough and his dick bouncing with the movements and sometimes hitting his stomach or the ground. But none of that was enough stimulation.

Having finally enough, he broke in small hiccups and begged “Reader, please, I’m begging. Please touch me, fuck me, anything. I just need you to touch me, please even a just a finger will do it please i’m begging you. I can’t do it. It’s not fair.” As he stopped speaking, he saw you stop your movements, lowering your hands on the bed next to you. You looked him in the eyes and smiled teasingly. Cooing at him you responded “Ooooh, It’s not fair” You laughed a bit and stood up. “Is that so, Baby. You can’t continue. You know, maybe I should touch you. I’m sorry baby, I wasn’t fair, let me rectify this.” As you spoke you walked very slowly towards him. Stopping in front of him at the end of your sentence you crouched down. Looking at him in the eyes you smiled and started to reach out towards his face. Hawks closing his eyes, was relieved you were gonna free him from this. He was finally gonna be able to cum after almost an hour. But as your hand was so close he could feel the heat from it on his cheek, you stopped. Confused, he opened his eyes and looked at you. As soon as his eyes took your face in, he whined very loudly and started to sob. You had a mischievous smirk on your face. You clearly never intended to touch him. Why were you so cruel? After all this time doing what you asked of him you could not even give him this. It was all he asked, so why. In his misery he heard you speak to him “Baby, you know I love seeing you cry. Just a little more, Hmm and I'll give it to you. Now get back to it, Hawks.” Not having realised in his state he had stopped, he as quickly as he could got back to it. 

He actually was a bit reassured by your words. You after all were more than ready to not give anything he asked. And you had already done it before. You actually liked to deny him things, he would eventually cum in those instances, but after a very long time or with difficulties and most importantly without you touching him. You really were cruel. But he suddenly remembered that you hated when he would not thank you when you did give him what he wanted. So he hurriedly responded, hoping that it wasn’t too late and that you wouldn’t deny it to him. “Thank you Reader.” Hearing this, your previously blank face lit up with a warm smile. 

You then decided that you could continue pleasuring yourself, so you did. One of your hands went up and took hold of your shaft and started to masturbate. The other one coming to rub your tip. You truly had the best scenery. Hawks bouncing up and down on a dildo, flushed from the exercise and wet tracks on his cheeks. His noises were the best too. His breathy whine and moans once in a while interrupted by a sob. He was beautiful and truly looked good crying. It was with this sight that you came into your hands. 

Coming down from your high, you heard hawks whining small ‘please’. He was pitiful and you love it. He sounded so cute right now. You felt your now softening cock twitch, but you knew you had to stop it. So for once you took pity on him and reached around him with your hand. Putting your hand on the base of one of his wings rubbing and passing your finger through the small feather there. As soon as your hand touched his feathers he practically screamed. His body shook intensely, his head falling on your shoulder while his eyes closed tight and his hands grabbed onto your other hand and squeezed so hard you winced in pain. Coming down from his high his body fell onto yours, like a puppet whose strings got cut. He layed in your arms heaving intensely after this mind numbing orgasm. You stayed there holding him through this and waiting for him to get a bit of consciousness. When he could move a bit you picked him up from the floor with your hands on his tights. As you did that you pulled the dildo out off him and kept it in your hands to wash in a minute. You carried him to the bedroom and laid him down on the bed. You quickly went to the bathroom to get a rag and you also put the dildo in the sink to wash later. Coming back you wiped him down and gave him water. As he drank you changed your clothes for pyjamas. When you turned around you saw him asleep and curled in a ball. So you went to bed with him. You wrapped your arms around his waist and pulled him closer, putting small kisses on his head and then fell asleep too.