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Rekha needs to be arrested for the amount of times she makes me weak in the knees with her writing

୧ • ୨ — cw: fem!reader. pussy eating + fingering. somno, but not exactly. overstimulation, implied multiple orgasms. ⠀⠀⠀⠀ . ｡˚ ♡ shinichiro wakes you up at 00:00 on the first of August, hungry for his birthday present.

"angel," the muffled, sleep-heavy rasp of shinichiro's voice coaxes you away from your sleep, and your eyes flutter open slowly as you feel the pull of his arms around your thighs.

"what—" your mouth opens to ask him if something's wrong, but what escapes your parted lips instead is a gasp of pleasure, when you feel his fingers pull at the folds of your pussy, your legs already spread and thrown over his shoulders as he leans in and places a chaste kiss right on your clit. "shin!"

"g'mornin', love." he mumbles, lips pressed to your cunt. the space between your legs feels slick, sticky — and you're not sure if that's just his tongue, or if he's been palming and playing with your body already, causing you to react to him unconsciously. "guess what day it is today?"

"'s y-your birthday." you mumble, eyes hazily searching for the clock on the table beside the bed, and they open wider when you see that it's barely two minutes past midnight. "baby, it's not even morning yet. why—"

"want my present." he slurs into your pussy, and any reply that was forming in your head is wiped clean when he sticks his tongue into your hole, drinking up the wetness that leaks out of you. "didn't wanna wait."

your mind is cloudy with sleep, barely awake.

but the pleasure that sparks up your spine and within the coil in your stomach when his lips press into your clit, deft fingers digging into the plush skin of your thighs as he grips them tighter, urging you to wrap them around his head as he delves deeper into your cunt — it's electrifying.

when you look down, you see the dark mess of short, black hair bobbing between your legs as he eats your cunt all up, sending shivers crawling through you with each flick of his warm tongue between your folds.

"so fuckin' good, angel." he grunts, low and husky as he takes hold of the back of your thigh and pushes your leg further up, allowing himself more room. "y'taste so good."

a flustered whimper is all you can manage in reply, as he presses you into the bed and devours you, letting out the neediest groans right into your cunt, your body shaking with each word he says. "make some pretty sounds f'me? need ta hear you."

he says it like he isn't just going to wrap his lips around your clit and suck the moans out of you himself, but you open your mouth anyway, letting out a sleepy plea for him to go just a little faster with his tongue, telling him to take you to his heart's content.

"'s my good girl," he breathes, the words hot and heavy over your skin as he turns his face and gives you a wet kiss on the inside of your thigh. "my only girl, yeah?"

"mhm," you whine, hips jerking as he dives back into eating you out, the orgasm building within you so fast it makes you dizzy.

"my one 'n only girl g'nna let me," he exhales, licking a thick line from your clenching pussy to your throbbing clit. "let me fill her up? gonna let me make her cum as many times as i want, 'n then fuck her full of my cum?"

"yes," you moan. there's no other answer to give, not when it feels so amazing and when it's your sweet, doting boyfriend's birthday and this is all he wants to have from you.

"good girl." he repeats, and with the next hot kiss he lands on your clit, your orgasm crashes down on you, and your breath catches in your throat as you cry out, asking for his fingers, wanting him to curl them into your tight, fluttering walls as you reach your high.

he does as you say — but you can barely hear his praising whispers as he pushes two fingers, and then three, into your squelching pussy and fucks you with them. each wave that washes over you is one of pure bliss, and your vision goes bright with stars as you gasp out shinichiro's name again and again, unable to say anything else.

"fuck, my doll's the prettiest when she's cumming." he says, and you think he's done, that he's going to let you come down from your high and then put his cock in you — but then, his arms wrap tighter around your hips.

shinichiro pulls you back in, and fits his tongue in your cunt again. "mm, keep goin', angel. keep makin' those pretty sounds."

you grab at the blanket that's under you, curling your fingers into a fist and letting your other hand crawl between your legs so you can push him away, ask for a few minutes in between before he fucks you again. "wait, wait, shin—"

"no," he says bluntly, tongue lapping at the slick as it drools out of your cunt. "taste so good like this, baby. let me have you."

the spike of pleasure that courses through you when his lips tighten around your wet clit almost stings, this time — and when you squirm in his unrelenting embrace, an incoherent moan spilling from your throat, you know he's enjoying this so much.

he loves when you squirm helplessly in his hold, coming undone over and over again by his needy mouth — he loves pushing you to heaven like this. gets drunk off it.

and you can't help but think of his cock — hot, leaky and blushed red under his sweats as he grinds against the mattress, so ready to force its way into your tight, sticky heat and stuff you full of his cum.

that'll have to wait, though. because what shin wants for his birthday is to have you as his first meal, and he's not going to move onto anything else till his hunger has been quenched.

i love haikyuu i wish volleyball was real :(

NEW TUMBLR AUTHOR OBSESSION

H-hi, could you please do a scenario of Katsuki with a very shy s/o when they just start dating? She's very jumpy at contact because she isn't used to affection. She's also insecure because she's never been in a relationship before. ❤️

Idk if this is exactly what you’re looking for, but I hope you like it💜

You and Bakugou were walking to his place from school to do some homework together. Suddenly he reached for your hand, which you pulled away from his reach.

“What the hell was that about?”, he asked, sounding harsher than he meant to.

“I’m-I’m just not used to this, so could you gave me a little warning or something…”, you muttered.

“Yeah, no problem.”, he said quietly.

Bakugou respected your wish, but he was also kind of confused. He knew you hadn’t dated anyone before, and you were nervous, but it was still a bit confusing to him. He didn’t want to make you do anything you didn’t want to, so the relationship would have to move slowly. He didn’t really mind. He just wanted to be with you.

You had been together for a few months now, but you hadn’t had your first kiss yet. You were very nervous, since you were going to the movies today, and you had just gotten used to him giving you a small kiss on the cheek every now and then. What if something happened? What if you weren’t good at kissing? Would he be disappointed?

It was time for you to go to the movie theater. You and Bakugou had agreed to meet in front of the theater. You got there first, and were looking around, to see if your boyfriend was around. It felt so weird to think of him like that.

“Boyfriend, huh?”, you muttered to yourself.

“Here I fucking am.”, Bakugou announced, as he put his hand on your shoulder.

“Oh my god Katsuki!”, you shrieked.

“Sorry, let’s get the damn tickets and go sit down.”

He grabbed your hand, and you followed him. You were used to this already, and it felt like your hands fit together perfectly. You let him lead you to the cashier, as you grabbed a big box of popcorn for the two of you. You smiled nervously, and he paid for the tickets and you paid for the popcorn.

You found your seats, and sat down, the movie was about to begin. You didn’t talk much, only some remarks about the movie. When it was over you hurried out to the evening. It was already a bit dark, and Bakugou offered to walk you home. You accepted his offer and you two started heading towards your place.

You had been walking in silence for a few minutes, when you asked: “So, did you like the movie?”

“It was fine. You?”

“Yeah it was kinda romantic don’t you think?”

“I guess.”

You were already in front of your house and, you stopped abruptly.

“Do you-Do you want to kiss me?”, you asked quietly.

Bakugou was caught off guard by your sudden boldness, so he just nodded, and stepped a bit closer. You were now only inches away from each other, and you could feel his breath against your face. He caressed your cheek, and leaned in to kiss you. It was only a small kiss, gentle, like a question for more. You wrapped placed your hands on the both sides of his cheeks, and pulled him a bit closer. This kiss was still gentle, but it lasted longer and felt more passionate.

When you stopped, you were a blushing stuttering mess. “Di-did I do-do it right?”, you asked.

Bakugou just smirked: “ No complaints here.”

You gave him a small kiss on the cheek and waved him goodbye. You went inside, and the second you closed the door you sat down on the floor. You could feel that your face was all hot, and your heart was beating rabidly.

“Omg, omg, omg I kissed him.“„ you muttered frantically.

Bakugou was walking home, and muttering to himself: ” Holy fucking shit I kissed her.“

IN LOVE IM SO IN LOVE HOLY SHIT

Comfort from the King

When you catch the flu, your Yakuza husband is there to take care of you.

Pairing: Yakuza!Sukuna x Reader (female) Genre: fluff, hurt/comfort Word Count: 1.7k Warnings: Mentions of flu symptoms, crime-related themes, Yakuza, there is some blood on Sukuna's clothes. All characters are of age. My blog is 18+. Minors don't interact.

This story is set in my Yakuza AU, but you can read it without reading the main story. All you need to know is that reader is married to Yakuza King Sukuna.

I wrote this for a request I got for Yakuza!Sukuna taking care of his wife when she is sick. I hope it can offer you some comfort! Get well soon! 

It happens pretty fast. Suddenly you feel dizzy and too hot, and an hour later a dull headache makes your head pound uncomfortably. The short nap you take on the couch doesn't help. You feel even more drowsy afterwards. You barely make it to the kitchen to get some aspirin and water.

A temperature check tells you that you have a fever. Great. Just great. You caught the flu, apparently. You slowly walk to the master bedroom, falling onto the luxurious bed with a pained sigh. All you want to do is sleep.

For a moment, you contemplate texting someone. Your first thought is Sukuna, of course. But you know that your husband has a lot of work today. He told you this morning that he has some important business in the casino.

You could also ask your bodyguard Nobara to come over. Or maybe Yuuji, your brother-in-law. But on the other hand, they have other things to do too. Nobara was happy about the free day and wanted to go on a shopping spree. And Yuuji has a lot of work with his arcades and pachinkos and the pizza delivery service too. You would feel bad about bothering them.

So you put your phone back down and tell yourself that you'll be fine. Sleep will have to do!

Several hours later, you wake up from a restless sleep filled with fever dreams. Your pulse is racing, you feel dizzy, and the headache is back, even worse than before. But you feel too weak to get up and get more painkillers.

You groan as you roll onto your left side and press your burning face onto your pillow, hoping that the silk bedding will provide some comfort.

It's already dark outside. The city lights sparkle in the near distance, a million little lights in countless skyscrapers, joined by neon signs and the busy Tokyo traffic.

Usually, you love this time of day, when the city turns into this colorful sea of lights. But tonight, you can't see the beauty in it. Instead, the lights hurt your eyes, and you turn back onto your right side, facing away from the large floor-to-ceiling windows.

The penthouse lies in darkness, except for the dim lights in the hallway, which buzzed to life when the light sensors noticed the growing darkness. It's completely quiet in here. How late is it?

Your hand pats weakly at the pillow in search of your phone. You find it and lift it with a shaky hand. Almost 8:00 pm. You slept so long, yet you feel like you ran a marathon. Your whole body aches, and you feel cold sweat on your temples. The fever must have gotten higher. You are so cold, your body is trembling slightly and your teeth chatter as you pull the blanket tighter around yourself.

A sudden longing hits you, making tears gather in your eyes. You want Sukuna here with you. You feel so sick, so weak, and all you want is for your big and strong husband to pull you into his arms and hold you.

Just as you finish that thought, you hear the faint sound of the elevator door opening. Sukuna is home! Almost as if he sensed that you were thinking of him. Sometimes you think he has some secret superpower like that. He always seems to know when you need him.

His velvety voice calls out:

"Darling, I'm home! Where are you?"

"H...here...in the bedroom."

Your voice comes out hoarsely, followed by an immediate cough. You press a hand to your chest as your whole body shakes from coughing so hard when your husband's familiar tall and muscular figure appears in the dimly lit doorframe.

"What's wrong? Why are you in bed?"

Even in the almost dark room, you can see his eyes sparkle as he fixes you with an intense, searching gaze.

A second later, he crosses the small distance between the door and the bed with several long strides. The mattress dips lightly when he sits down and leans over you.

A large hand lands on your arm, warm and comforting. And then Sukuna's low voice speaks soothingly to you,

"Are you sick?"

You nod slightly as Sukuna's hand wanders to your forehead, pressing gently against it. He makes a soft sound, a light gasp, before taking his hand off your forehead and wrapping his strong arms around you, to pull you into his comforting embrace.

"Poor thing, come here! You have a fever, hm?"

You can't stop a sob from escaping your lips as you snuggle bonelessly into your husband's arms and press your face against his buff chest. He feels so warm and solid, so comforting.

You inhale his scent. Expensive perfume and traces of cigarette smoke on his suit. He probably had to meet a business partner in one of the backrooms of the casino. There's also a faint iron smell indicating that your husband had some rather tough business to deal with today.

It should be terrifying to smell traces of blood on your husband's clothes. But it isn't. Not to you. Not when it comes to Sukuna. You know his job. You know everything about it and about him. The King can be ruthless and deadly with the ones who threaten him and his loved ones. But here with you, he is the most caring and loving man you have ever met.

"Kuna...I'm so glad you're home."

It feels so good to be in his arms and snuggle against his broad chest. One of his hands comes up to pet your hair soothingly.

"If I had known you were sick, I would have come home sooner. Why didn't you call me?"

"I didn't want to bother you at work. It's just a fever, Kuna. I thought a bit of sleep would be enough. It's not like you could have done anything anyway."

At that Sukuna pulls slightly away to look at you. His large hand cups your chin and gently tilts your face upwards, making you look at him.

You're still feeling dizzy, and everything looks a bit blurry to you at the moment. But you still admire the handsome face in front of you.

Sukuna is beautiful. A face that would be far too pretty for a Yakuza boss if it weren't for the black filigree lines showing everyone how powerful this stunning man is. But he looks at you with nothing but love in his gaze. His pretty maroon eyes glitter in the dimly lit bedroom as his thumb rubs over your bottom lip in a tender caress.

"I am the King of Tokyo. I can do anything."

The comment could be arrogant, said to a business partner. Or threatening, said to an enemy. But here in your bedroom, it is said with an amused tone. The typical boyish smirk spreads over Sukuna's handsome face, and he adds:

"You know you are always more important to me than anything else. So for the future, keep it in mind: You call me or text me when you aren't feeling well, ok? And I will find a way to help you. Either I come home to you and look after you myself. Or if that isn't possible, I send someone over. Nobara is literally always on stand-by. And Yuuji would be very willing to take care of you too, you know that. Please get it into your pretty head: You never bother me. I will always take care of you, no matter what. Even if it just means bringing you soup and aspirin."

You feel the corners of your lips lift in a soft smile, despite your exhaustion. Your heart feels so full.

"You're the best husband."

Sukuna blesses you with one of his genuine smiles, so dazzling and pretty that it still makes you stare in rapt fascination anytime it happens.

He leans closer again and presses a gentle kiss to your cheek as his strong arms envelop you once again in his comforting embrace.

"Get some more rest, darling. And I'll make you something to eat."

You can only nod as your husband's strong hands gently make you lie back down on the bed. You mumble a soft thanks before drifting off to another round of sleep as the exhaustion wins again.

The next time you wake up is when Sukuna walks back into the bedroom, carrying a tray with a steaming bowl of freshly cooked soup and a large glass of water, and some more aspirin.

He must have taken a shower because his pink hair is slightly damp, and he changed into comfy grey cashmere sweatpants that ride low on his hips. He doesn't wear a shirt. Even in your current drowsy state, you can't help but admire the sharp v-line and the defined abs and pecs. A strong body full of gorgeous muscles and filigree tattoos.

A body that is very warm and comforting when you are snuggled against it twenty minutes later after you finished eating your soup and your husband carried you bridal style to the bathroom and back to bed before handing you the pills and the glass of water, watching you with a stern but loving gaze to make sure you drank everything.

And now he is hugging you from behind, keeping you warm and making you feel loved. You sigh happily and close your tired eyes.

Sukuna is so big and strong. His hugs always make you feel safe. But tonight, it feels even more comforting than usual. The fever makes you feel weak and over-emotional, tears welling up all too easily because of the exhaustion, pain, and overall feeling of helplessness. But here in Sukuna's arms, everything is ok again. 

He is warm and comforting. He is your home, just like you are his. Even his voice is soothing to you, a low and tender whisper:

"How are you feeling, my love?"

"Hmmm, still lousy, but your soup and your hugs help... maybe I should have really called you."

"Yes, you should have. Don't hesitate to do it next time. You're my Queen and my wife. You're my everything. I love you. I want to take care of you, darling. Always."

And you know that it is true. Because Itadori Sukuna is a man of his word.

"I love you too, baby. Thank you for taking care of me."

You can feel him smile against your neck upon hearing the pet name, and his muscular arms tighten around you even more as he pulls you against his firm body.

"No need to thank me, sweetheart. This is part of the package. See it as my all-inclusive deal. And you are the only one who gets all the benefits."

His words make you chuckle, but it turns into a loud yawn. You put a hand on top of Sukuna's, where it's resting lovingly beneath your breasts.

"So tired... 'm gonna sleep again... g'night, Kuna..."

"Good night, my love. Get well soon."

And this time, you fall asleep in your husband's strong arms. His muscular, firm body is pressed tightly against your back, strong arms holding you safely in his embrace while soft lips trail gentle kisses over your neck, and his low velvety voice whispers sweet nothings in your ear.

Words of love and affection that are even more precious somehow because they come from a man who is feared by everyone else in this city. But not by you. Because to you, Sukuna is your lovingly devoted husband.

Thank you so much for reading! I hope this little story can give you some comfort! Yakuza!Sukuna always makes me feel better. There's just something about a powerful and dangerous man like him going all sweet and caring for the ones he loves that makes me weak! It was nice to write for Daddy Kuna again :)

Please let me know what you think. Comments and reblogs make me happy!

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|♡| Drowsy Bliss |♡|

Bakugo Katsuki x F!Reader

Description: Wanting to spoil your boyfriend Bakugo, you wake him up with one of the most pleasurable ways there was, leading to some very intense sex which he quickly gets impatient by. 

Rating: Smut Disclaimer: Consensual!! Somnophilia, Sex, Nudity, Oral (m. receiving), Vaginal Sex, Riding, Squirting, tiny bit of Overstimulation, Established Relationship

Word Count: 2,279

|♡| Preparation |♡| - [ COLLAB WITH @katscki​’s WHEN SPARKS FLY]

Bakugo Katsuki x F!Reader

Description: Bakugo had been trying to keep it together after eyeing you all night from how perfect you looked for him however he couldn’t resist. In a way it was ironic, how the both of you were virgins but couldn’t keep your hands off each other. 

Rating: Smut

Disclaimer: Dry Humping, Inexperienced Katsuki + Reader, Virgin Katsuki + Reader, Begging, Edging (if you squint), Dirty Talk, Pet Names

Word Count:1,862

|♡| Red Handed |♡|

Shinso Hitoshi x F!Reader

Description: After a very tiresome meeting with Aizawa, your pro hero boyfriend decided you were the perfect candidate to let off some steam. Not only was he enjoying himself, but he was also getting some much needed revenge by fucking over his mentor’s desk. Too bad Aizawa decided to enter his office at the wrong time.

Rating: Smut

Disclaimer: Spanking, Light Choking, Exhibitionism,  Degration + Praise, Dirty Talk, Vaginal Sex, Getting Caught Doin The Nasty, Angry Sex

Word Count: 1,222

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Bakugo Katsuki x F!Reader

Description: Headcannons of you being Bakugo Katsuki’s girlfriend who is absolutely obsessed with his muscles, and he loves every second of it.

Rating: Fluff

Disclaimer: Lil Bit of a Domestic Relationship, Established Relationship, Talk About Physical Looks

Word Count: 945

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Amajiki Tamaki x F!Reader Description: Every once in a while Tamaki got into these sort of...moods. He’d wake up slightly agitated, hungry, needy, and worst of all incredibly horny. However, as his girlfriend your always ready and willing to tend to his needs. 

Rating: Smut

Disclaimer: Edging, Begging, Teasing, Handjob, (slight) Oral (m. receiving), Established Relationship

Word Count: 838

Eddie going absolutely feral when you squirt for the first time and he just goes “I wanna see you do it again” and he starts pounding into your g spot like a wild animal while you scream and cream because his cock is so good

IMAGINE P**N STAR!EDDIE DOING THIS OMG

because we all know his dick is fucking huge, so he could reach many more places and really hit your g-spot so much better. i think he would make you squirt using his mouth first, because if you think canon!eddie is a pussy eating king? oh, he’s got nothing at all on ps!eddie; he’s fucking wild as hell about giving oral sex, and he doesn’t hold back. at all. you won’t have a more intense, screaming, messy orgasm in your fucking life, i guarantee it.

that’s why you end up squirting him not once, but twice, in the face as he makes you cum on his tongue. he just watches you in awe, listening to you fucking scream for him, your hands tearing at his long hair as he moans hotly against your cunt. he laps at your clit lazily, before drawing back to smirk up at you. you’re completely blissed out, and you’re not even aware of what you just did. his fingers trail through your sensitive folds, whistling as he gazes at you.

“i didn’t know shit like this was real outside of my movies,” eddie muses, licking up some of your excess juices as his brown eyes meet your own. “fuck, that’s my good little slut, making a huge mess for me like that.”

“you didn’t know what existed?” you ask dazedly, raising a brow at him in confusion.

“squirting,” eddie replies, massaging your thighs as he keeps his gaze settled on yours. “you just fucking soaked my face, baby.”

“sorry,” you pant, brushing some hair from his drenched, sloppy face.

“no,” he says, growling as he goes back to devouring your cunt. “i wanna see you do it again.”

and he eats you out again, feeling a little disappointed when that orgasm was just a gushing one. that’s when he got the bright idea to fuck you, thinking maybe his cock could produce another that would make a good mess. he’s got you at the edge of the bed, standing as your legs are drawn up to your chest, his massive, thick, pierced dick pounding into you. you hold every single inch inside of your wet pussy, your walls hugging him with every thrust. he’s ramming into your sweet spot repeatedly, fucking you hard like a goddamn animal. you’ve never been railed like this before, and your eyes are rolling back as another orgasm rocks your body without warning.

“christ,” eddie hisses after your loud moans have subsided, laughing wickedly as he keeps fucking you at that same pace. the sounds of sex are even louder now, and you can feel a puddle forming under your ass. “i didn’t even have to touch your pretty little clit to make you do that. you just came all over my massive fucking dick all on your own.”

and it turns out, he was able to make you cum again and again on it without much touching. the second time was in cowgirl, the third time was in missionary, and the fourth was in doggy. all four made you squirt, and you couldn’t stop screaming each time he made you cum. you were even crying at one point because of how goddamn deliciously his cock hurt, stretching your walls open and absolutely drilling into your cervix with every thrust. you were so far gone on his cock, and you, eddie, and the bed were drenched messes by the time you were finished. you were exhausted, and eddie held you in his arms after, humming in your ear as he played with your hair.

“i’m gonna talk to some of the producers about you, baby,” eddie murmured in your ear, giving it a soft kiss. “you would make a fucking killing in the industry. that body, those pretty moans, the way you squirt, how soaking that hot pussy of yours gets for me, the way you can fit all nine inches of my cock in that tight little thing? fuck.”

does anyone know the name of the bakugo x reader fic strangers to lovers where they meet through an online game? and he's a prohero? and she works for manual? and it's kinda angsty?

I cannot find it and I wanna reread soooo bad