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i've been rereading Gold Digger by ikiiceland again and ahhhhh i'm falling so hard in love with kenny over and over again <3
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who runs the world? girls!
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quarantined for halloween?? just become a vampire! 🧛🏼♀️🧛🏼♀️🧛🏼♀️
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How to draw a girl with beautiful hair || Pencil sketch
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How to draw Zero Two anime hero face
Realistic and easy. Drawing tutorial, Draw2night, YouTube:
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HOW TO DRAW CARTOON FACES- Simple Cute Face Drawings
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i always feel a little silly when sending nsfw reqs lol but.. eddie taking you from behind for the first time? love u!
i feel a little silly writing them too it's okay!! love you!! MDNI 18+ (cw: smut, p in v, prone(?)) ♡ shy!fem!reader | 1k words
"Eds," you say quietly, feeling weirdly insecure despite how many times he's seen you naked, "you'll tell me if I look weird, right?"
He tightens his arm around you where you've perched on his thigh in only an oversized t-shirt and your underwear, his head ducking down towards yours. "What are you talking about?"
"If I look weird from… from behind."
He smiles and squeezes your hip under his hand. "You know I've seen it all before, right?"
You nod. It's really nice to be able to talk with him about all of this stuff before you actually enact it. For some people it might come easy. You need a little more assurance, and Eddie's happy to give it to you.
He kisses your cheek. "You look good from every angle, idiot."
You feel heat rise to your cheeks at his heartfelt, if slightly mean, compliment and hide your face in his chest. Eddie hardly minds, his hand stroking down your hip to your thigh and creeping inward.
"My shy girl," he murmurs, an impossible mixture of mocking and sympathetic.
From there you're putty in his hands, limp under his teasing touches, his lips pressed absent-mindedly to your forehead as his hand cups your cunt. He presses the breadth of his palm to your clothed clit and rubs rough circles, listening for that hitch in your breath that proves he's found it.
He pushes aside your underwear and draws a line down from the bump of your clit to your entrance. "Somebody's excited," he says smugly.
You shudder as he pushes slowly inward. Soon, you're worked over entirely, stretched out on his two thick fingers and needing more. You can feel his cock hard against your thigh and know he's similarly desperate, echoing your little pants and moans with his own.
He groans loudly as he pulls out his hand. The sound sends goosebumps racing down your arms, worse when he holds up his shining fingers and parts them slowly, a ribbon of wetness between them. "Fuck, baby, look how wet you are."
"Are you ready?" you ask him, looking up pleadingly.
He blinks at you, surprised at how fast you've unraveled. As quick as it comes it's gone, and he's easing you off his lap and kissing your forehead. "Ready," he confirms. "You wanna lie on your front for me?"
You go down easy. It feels strange. You look over your shoulder as he positions himself between your thighs, his chain tickling between your shoulder blades as he leans forward to grab one of the pillows.
He needles an arm under your stomach and pulls you up without explanation, tucking the pillow underneath your stomach and hips. You gasp, head fuzzy, always happy to be manhandled into position and trying to tamp down how embarrassed you're feeling to be bared like this to him, worse when he starts to tug down your underwear.
He says something under his breath.
"What?" you ask, trying to sit up to look.
He pushes you down with a stern hand at the small of your back. "Just admiring the view." You jump as his thumb pushes into your hole. He shushes you gently and works inside, groaning to himself amorously as slick dribbles down your cunt. "Oh, fuck, sweetheart. Need to fill you up."
You shift your thighs open wider and hope he takes it for what it is.
He chuckles. It's a dark sound. "You want that? Wanna tell me what you want?"
You reach up to hug the pillow in front of you, heartbeat pounding and tummy aching with want. "Please, Eddie, I-"
He doesn't have the patience. You feel the head of his cock rub up and down your opening and gasp as the tip pushes in. He slows, stills, hand on your thigh and moving up to squeeze the globe of your ass. "Okay?"
"Yeah," you say quickly, roughly, "keep going."
"So demanding," he says, words sticky with sweetness as he pushes in another inch, two. It feels fucking amazing, the stretch, the tip of his cock dragging against your gummy heat, moulding you into shape.
You moan as he pulls out to push back in deeper, opening you up, his hips pressing into you as he fucks to the hilt. It's a sudden fullness and it aches in the best way. You push your face into the pillow in efforts to hide the awful sound you make, an excited bubble of pleasure.
Eddie presses his weight into you and lowers his chest to your back, hand on the nape of your neck. "How's that feel?" he asks into your ear, a genuine question. "Is that okay?"
You nod hurriedly. He stays where he is but rocks his hips up into you. This new position – his weight, the heat and size of him above you and the immediate fullness, the pleasure as his cock rocks into your sweet spot – was a terrible idea.
"Oh my god," you say, feeling incredibly close to tears. "Eddie. Fuck, baby."
He slides his hands under your front to cup your chest. "I know. Should've done this a long time ago."
You can't find the words to agree as he ruts in, dissolving, useless underneath him. Eddie seems content to take it slow, cock probing deep but gentle as he noses into the juncture of your neck and starts to kiss you, open-mouthed kisses that leave your skin wet and stinging.
If he keeps on like this you might never leave his bed again.
He snaps his hips forward and you make your loudest sound yet, tightening around him instinctively. His answering moan is spun silver dripping over you, heating you up from the outside in.
"Shit, make that sound again," he begs.
You make that sound again. Again and again and again.
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𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫
Pairing: Eddie Munson x (female) Reader
Summary: Eddie eats you out on his dungeon master throne, mere minutes before everyone else is supposed to turn up for the next game...
Warnings: smut, oral (f receiving), semi-public sexual actions, minors DNI
A/N: don't ask me why but Tongue Twister by Cash Cash really reminds me of Eddie (maybe it's the tiktok edits) but yeah I just headcanon Eddie as a guy who fucking loves to give head, so here we are! and, I mean, just look at that tongue... anyways um yeah I hope you guys enjoy! <3
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"Eddie, seriously everyone's gonna be here in like 10 minutes," you warn him.
"Shhhh," he hums as kisses down your body, gently pushing you back to sit in his dungeon master throne. "10 minutes is more than enough time," he smirks as he sinks to his knees in front of you.
"Eddie..." your eyes flick back and forth between the door and your boyfriend in front of me.
"Just relax, sweetheart," he whispers gently, kissing the inside of your left knee.
"I-" you hesitate.
But Eddie just gently parts your legs with his hands, his lips quickly kissing up your inner thighs. He's swift to hook his hands into the waist band of your panties and pull them off from underneath your short skirt. You gasp and shudder in your seat when Eddie wastes absolutely no time in swiping his tongue between your folds, licking up through your slit.
Your eyes stray from the door for a second to look down at him and you moan loudly at the sight. His head is completely lost between your thighs, hidden partially by your skirt, his large hands splayed across your thigh, keeping your legs held open as he quickly works to devour you.
You moan loudly and arch your back, your shoulders hitting the back of the throne, your hips pushing against Eddie's face. You bite your lip to keep from making too much noise, your eyes going back to watch the door just in case. One of your hands finds its way into Eddie dark curls, griping his hair to help grind his mouth against your aching cunt.
"Oh fuck, Eddie," you mewl shakily when he starts to pay more attention to your clit.
He hums a response as he swirls his tongue around your little bundle of nerves. The room is filled with the filthy wet sounds of him sloppily eating you; his enthusiastic groans and your pathetic whimpers being the only other sounds to grace the room.
"Mmm you always taste so fucking good baby," he groans. "Just can't get enough of you."
His words make you moan again, your eyes closing shut for a moment as the pleasure of it all takes over you.
"Been wanting to taste you all day" he confesses between sucking at your clit. "Mmm and then you were wearing this short skirt.... just made it all too easy," you can feel his smirk against your pussy.
"Eddie please" you cry softly.
You weren't sure if you were just desperate to cum or more afraid of prolonging this and risking being caught.
"I've got you baby" he whispers as he speeds up his movements, swirling your clit with even more fervour.
"Fuck" you sigh as your hands ball into tight fists, one gripping the throne armrest, the other still knotted in Eddie's hair.
"Yes, right there. Shit Eddie, just like that, fuck" you plead helplessly, completely won over by him now, your desperation to cum overpowering any other concerns you had about the situation.
"Right here?" He hums cockily, the snugness dripping in his voice as he sucks your clit back into his mouth. "Come on baby I want you to cum for me, need you to cum," he murmurs as he flattens his tongue, kitten licking your clit with impeccable speed, just the way he knew you liked.
His name is a choked cry on your lips as you finally reach your climax. Your hips grind against his face, riding his tongue as you draw out your high.
"That's it baby, such a good girl" he whispers as he gives you a final few gentle licks.
You slump back in the chair, panting as you tried to catch your breath again. Eddie places soft kisses to your thighs before he removes himself from between your legs. He flashes a wicked smirk as he wipes his mouth on the back of his Hellfire shirt sleeve. His smirk only grows when he grabs your panties from the floor, twirling them around his fingers.
"Eddie Munson, you give me my underwear back right-" your demand is cut short when the door flies open and Mike and Dustin walk into the room.
Eddie throws you wink before quickly stuffing your panties into his front jean pocket, going over to greet the boys like nothing had happened. Like you weren't sat on his throne, desperately clamping your legs shut, hoping it wouldn't be apparent that you were now completely bare under your short skirt.
Oh, you were so gonna get him back for this.
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A/N: I'm sure I'm probably not the first to write something along these lines but this was just my version of it, I hope you guys enjoyed! <33
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— 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝
+ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: brat tamer! eddie munson x f! reader
+ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: mature
+ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: in which reader finds a pair of cuffs in eddie's room...
+ 𝐜𝐰: explicit sexual content, oral sex (f receiving), vaginal fingering, orgasm denial (kinda), squirting, sassy reader, loser eddie :0
+ 𝐰𝐜: 3.1k
+ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: this was a thirst about brat tamer eddie and hopper but i got carried away and focused entirely on eddie LMAO! so, to whoever sent in the thirst, i will be making a hopper version one of these days. but yeah, whore thoughts >.<
+ i feel like with eddie, he's not as overt in his proclivity for brat taming as opposed to hopper. like hopper jokes around every so often…entertains the idea when you're being a nuisance…but with eddie? it only comes up when you happen to discover them on accident.
"Hey," you call out, your voice carrying over into the room eddie was currently occupying, "what're these?"
The brunet replies with a brisk 'what?' without bringing his attention to your lingering presence in the doorway of the living room, hands too preoccupied with strumming the chords of his beloved guitar.
You stand there watching as he smooths his hands up and down the body of it, like he were running his hands over the pastures and plains of a person and not…an inanimate object. He'd always treated his guitar like it was his pride and joy, because, well—it was.
At an attempt to draw his attention towards you, you clear your throat. Once, twice, then another.
"Edddd," you drawl. It comes out in a lilt, soft and sweet; almost like you were beckoning him, as a gentle mother would call for her baby. However, your persistent advances to get his eyes on you are to no avail.
"Oh, sweetheart," eddie strums, "you are absolutely incredible, just amazing." It'd be nice if those sweet words of affirmation were aimed towards you, but they weren't. You were competing with an inanimate object, and to be quite frank, the damn thing was beating you by a mile. A tinge of jealously begins to form in the pit of your stomach when he goes from cooing to having a full on conversation. God, he couldn't be more of a loser.
He's taken out of his trance upon hearing you clear your throat for the umpteenth time in the last minute.
"Why'd'ya keep doing that?" He finally looks up, but before his eyes can fix on your own, he catches a glimpse of the item in your hand.
How'd she—
"'Cause you weren't paying attention to me. Thought I was the love of your life, but I guess this guitar that's not even sentient's got me beat." You follow up with a small chuckle, as if to hide the fact that a teeny, tiny part of you maybe was a little jealous. And yet, despite the smile you feign, and the tone of your voice, Eddie senses a touch of jealousy? Frustration? Maybe even a mixture of both. Partially because you're so easy to read, and Partially because you unintentionally let a little pout slip through. Cute, he thinks.
"So," Eddie rises from his seat and saunters over to where you stand, "you were asking me where i got these old things from?" The sound of his boots padding across the floor create an ominous, heavy thud. He walks in a way that's a little taunting—intimidating, and his smile only grows wider with each step as he encroaches toward your space in the doorway.
"Yeah," you reply, "I wanted…I wanted to…" Now he's fully in your space. The palm of his hand rests flat against the surface above the crest of your head. His boot clad feet are planted firmly in front of yours, and his face (which wears a smirk now), nears closer and closer to your own—so close that the warmth of his breath leaves zephyr-light kisses in it's wake.
"You wanted what, baby? Some attention? Is that why you were in there," his eyes shift to his room, "snooping around? 'Cause you were jealous?"
"Why would I be jealous of a guitar?" You query, but he only replies with a hearty laugh.
"'Cause I was touching her today. Calling her my good girl, my sweet girl—is that what you wanna hear too? That you're my good girl? My best girl?" Eddie raises a knuckle to the skin of your cheek, watching for any minuscule changes within your expression.
"Shut up, Munson." swiftly, Eddie pilfers the cuffs from your hands. Before you can react, the metal item is closed around your wrists, and then a loud 'click' resounds through the air. He'd imprisoned you in the very cuffs that you sought an answer for, essentially beating you at your own game. If that's how he wanted to play it, then so be it.
"You damned—" Eddie interjects with a tsk.
"Don't be mean, (Name)," he places his hand over his heart, feigning faux hurt. "Good girls listen, and right now I need you to be quiet."
The boy promptly grabs you by the forearms and pushes you inside of the room. He walks you all the way back until your movements are put to a halt by the presence of his bed. Without saying a word, he pushes you backward with the force of a finger, and waits until your body settles from the impact.
"What're you do—"
"What'd I say?" You bite your tongue and don't attempt to hide the sour expression molding on your face.
Rather quickly, he begins his assault on your clothes, stripping you out of your denim jeans with unbridled urgency. Next to go are your panties, but before he tosses them into the mess of clothes that vacate his floor, he sits down onto the bed, a creak of springs not too far behind. Your eyes are fixed on him and him alone. They scour every inch of his face, they scour his body, and they track every modicum of a movement he makes.
His hands slide between the crevice of your thighs, and he slowly spreads them apart as if he were handling something so fragile, that it'd break with the blow a breath. Your eyes are still set on his; they repeat back every small glance, and every blink, and they lower at the same time his face levels with your clothed cunt.
The blood in that courses in your body is scorching, you're sure of it. Because the room is getting hotter, and you're feeling dizzy, and now you're growing a little restless as you anticipate his next move. Still, he's unmoving. He's just sitting there, with his eyes trained not on you, but your pussy.
There's a wet spot growing darker and darker with each passing second, and it clings to the silhouette of your folds, giving Eddie a generous view of his precious target. Then, without a beat, you feel the plumpness of his lips on your core. He kisses it once, twice, three times before licking a long stripe up the center. The sudden contact makes your back lurch into the air, ushering a faint whimper from your lips.
"Eddie…" the desperation in your voice is palpable. He knows you're growing restless, so he indulges you. The brunet pushes the cloth to the side and swipes a finger over your folds. The second he pulls it away, a tether of essence follows suit until it disappears completely. You're so damn wet, and so damn cute with your knees apart for him like this, that it's got him rock hard in the confines of his pants. But his intentions were to get you off, so, unfortunately, he'd have to opt for grinding pathetically into the bed.
Experimentally, he pushes his middle finger in, slides it all the way to the hilt. His eyes briefly scan your face; you're looking back at him intensely, though, there's a softness mirroring back at him—as if they were saying: 'please', 'more', 'need you'. At least, that's what he thinks, but his assumptions must be correct because your cunt's sucking his finger in so tightly, he can barely pull it out. so, he doesn't. He adds another, and once again, pushes it all the way until each notch of his knuckles disappear inside.
"God, look at you," he breathes, "you're so…" Whatever he says after is lost on you, because now his mouth's latched onto your clit, and the shock renders your brain completely, and utterly useless. Jello, you feel like jello with the way he's working his mouth on you. Very briefly, he sits up, causing a frown to form on your face from his absence. His calloused hands smooth up the pastures of your thighs, up until they reach your hips; and once they find the hem of your panties, he hooks two fingers under the fabric, pulling them down the apex of your thighs.
Now that you're beneath him, fully exposed with your cunt front and center, he resumes his attacks. If his eagerness wasn't compelling before, it is now. Because now he's getting noisy, he's getting sloppier, and the smacking and spitting, and popping sounds are reverberating off the walls. For a few minutes, this is all you hear, all that fills your head as he works you open with the thickness of his digits.
Instinctively, your hands move down to grasp his face but the tightness and cold metal against your skin is a stark reminder than you cannot. All you can do, is reach down and grab a tuft of hair from the crown of his head. A frustrated, strangled whimper emits from your throat. eddie blinks up briefly, then laughs against your folds.
"Awe, poor baby," he mocks, "do you want these off?"
You nod your head erratically, sputtering incoherencies as his deft fingers thrust in and out of your wetness. His once agonizingly fast pace starts to slow, then he stifles his ministrations altogether, pulling all three of his long digits out. Eddie rises from laying on his belly and then settles on his knees. he smiles deviously before opening his mouth to speak.
"I'll take these off on one condition." You lift your head weakly from his pillow and mutter a 'what?' that comes out more exasperated than intended.
"You have to admit that you're a brat and you wanted my attention," the boy says matter-of-factly, sporting a smug grin that you wanted to oh, so badly wipe off.
"And if i don't?" You counter, sporting a smug grin of your own—an iota of seriousness laced in your tone. Eddie only climbs up to your body, using the strength of his fists to hover over you.
"Then you just don't get to cum."
The statement sends waves of intermittent pulses straight to your core. You weren't sure if it was his tone, or the fact that you could see yourself within the reflection of his obsidian eyes, or even if was because of the fact that you could feel him pressed beneath you, but you listened.
"I'm a…brat." It came out so hushed that if it weren't for your lips moving, he would've been convinced you didn't say anything.
"What was that?" You sit up and slump against the headboard, the noise of metal clanging against metal being a loud reminder of your unfortunate confinement.
"I'm a brat," you say with a little more energy, but still you're not done. Eddie wants to hear you say it with more conviction. More, more, more. "And…?"
"And i wanted…I wanted your attention," you admit, "i wanted you to touch me all day, but you were too busy playing with that thing, and not me." oh, this is good. This is more than good—more than what he asked for, but nonetheless, it was something. And how could he hear his pretty baby's admittances and not indulge her?
"Now, was that so hard?" Eddie asks. "I set a condition and you fulfilled it, now you shall reap the benefits." Even amidst a setting like this, he never fails to say the most ridiculous things. But his words are of no major importance to you. All you want is to kiss him silly, and for his mouth, his fingers—his hands, to be on you.
"Yeah, yeah, shut up, Munson. Just kiss me." The handcuffs drop to the bed with a silent thud, and soon as they do, you grab his face into your hands and kiss him. You kiss him silly, urgently. A peck there, a peck there, a peck there…you kiss him until all of the breath in your lungs is knocked out of the both of you. You kiss him until it's wet, and sloppy, and heated—until your lips swell from the pushing and chasing, until the clashing of teeth and tongue become too much.
Soon, he pulls away and leaves a slick string a saliva connecting from your lips to his. He grabs you once more by the forearms and brings you to sit up, stripping you of the black sabbath tee he'd given to you months prior. It was more yours than his now, and it suited you better than it ever did him. The sight of your bare chest sends the blood rushing straight back down to his cock, he wants to fuck you so, so, so very badly.
For a final time, his lips find yours, and then they pull away, and wander down, down, down. They hover over the base of your neck, your collarbone, down the valley of your breasts (before making a pit stop to gently kiss your pebbled nipples), down the plains of your abdomen, and then stop at the top of your mound. This is when he looks up at you. this is when he says 'i love you' without even uttering a word.
His eyes depart from your face and close shut when he places the final kiss on your mound. It's a little longer than the rest, like he's been waiting to get here, to worship this place, and this place alone. As soon as his lips leave your skin, they're on your cunt in an instant. He spares you not a second to prepare; he's focused, unfettered, and machiavellian in his process, incredibly so.
"Tastes so good," are the words that you manage to hear. You know he's speaking to himself and not really to you, because every so often, he mutters something else under his breath.
"More," you plea, pushing his head deeper until the tip of his nose brushes the opening of your slit. You can feel the vibrations of his voice against you, but you have idea what he's saying. All you know is that he complies and gives you exactly what you want. As you stare up at the ceiling, chest heaving and falling uncontrollably, you feel the firsts of his fingers to enter you. It's tantalizingly slow, disappears and exits in a steady rhythm. with his free hand, he clasps it under and over your thigh to keep you from fidgeting. The free palm finds solace on the bone of your hip before he squeezes it once, and then uses it to draw deliberate circles on the engorged bud.
"E-Eddie, you feel—fuck—so good," your voice trembles in pleasure. Wisps of his hair fall over his face, and you grab what you can to form a makeshift ponytail so that he can see.
The last digit enters your cunt, and the delicious stretch that you were anticipating since his absence was finally restored. You're sure you could cum just from this alone, from the mere pace his fingers set, from the places they reach, and the burn that resides when he pushes them all to the hilt. The air is getting thinner, and your moans are getting louder…there's no way in hell you weren't starting to get close. The final push is when he replaces his hand on your clit for his tongue.
It works in tandem with the thrusting of his fingers, and it laps at you angrily, like he were a man dying of thirst in the desert and you were the first droplets of rain: a miracle. The pink muscle dances and flicks with calculated precision. From your perspective, his movements don't seem to have any real significance, but Eddie knows what he's doing. He knows exactly what he's doing—which is writing the entirety of his name on the expanse of your pussy.
E-d-d-i-e. pause. then, finishes with M-u-n-s-o-n. Maybe he's crazy, but the second he finishes spelling out his name, your cunt starts to clench him harder and your thighs start to tense around his head. If you came because your body somehow knew he was spelling his name, he'd never let you hear the end of it; because in his head, in his mind, that meant that it recognized him as yours, and vice versa.
"'M gonna…think 'm gonna cum!"
Faster than he could blink, you'd come undone right on his fingers—his face. Your back arched into the air, forming a pretty crescent shape before falling limp into the plush of his sheets. He'd lifted himself from his stomach and sat beside your shaking frame, pulling you up along with him. One of his hands pulled your head to lay against his chest, while the other opted to rub comforting motions on the side of your arm. He watched intently as your heaving chest started to settle down, your prior ragged breaths now much more even.
You were so cute like this, all fucked out, barely able to open your eyes. The two of you stay like this for some time, basking in the tranquility of post-sex. Once you open your eyes, he immediately greets you with a snarky comment.
"Well, hello there, sweetheart. Almost thought you were a goner," Eddie exaggerates, sticking out his tongue and closing his eyes as if he were a corpse. You sit up from his chest and turn to him, pinching his sides.
"Ow," he soothes his side, "but on a more serious note, you will be washing these sheets," he points down. You take a look at the sheets, and he's right. Your essence stands out starkly against the color of his sheets, you've made a complete mess of them. Smiling, you offer a shy 'sorry' and then hide your face in the barrow of his neck. You can feel his hot gaze on you from this position.
"Guess i did tame you after all," he gasps, "where's the sass? You're all smiles and cheeks now." You lift your head from his neck and give him an indignant look.
"What? I didn't say anything wrong!" You squeeze your eyes into slits. "The guitar wouldn't be looking at me like this right now if I used my tongue on her…" He shoots in playful banter.
"Shut up, Munson." God, he couldn't be more of a loser.
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𝐝𝐚𝐛𝐢 + 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐧𝐨 ┆𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐨 + 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ┆𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐢 + 𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ┆𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐤𝐬 + 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 ┆𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐰𝐚 + 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤
cw. c. somno, creampie, riding, praise, doggy, hair pulling, degradation, use of daddy + good girl, overstim. — rbs are appreciated — event m.list | main m.list
#𝐃𝐀𝐁𝐈
It's late when he comes back to your shared apartment, brows furrowed as he snorts before slipping under the covers, his cock hard and throbbing as he holds you in his arms.
"Fucking tight, doll," he moans pressing his face into the crook of your neck, one hand on your hip to steady you and the other in your hair as he pushes into you, balls deep.
You moan and whimper pulling your hand back to grab his spiky hair, "your cunt is squeezing me so good" he gasps in your ear, "fuck, doll."
Your eyes roll back as Dabi pushes more messily against your ass, his thick head pressing into your sweet spot tearing off muffled moans from your lips.
His thick cock shoved into your pussy begins to twitch making you wake up fully and begin to sway back and forth, "c-cumming" you blurt out rubbing your clit with your fingers.
Your cunt gushes around his girth, your folds fluttering around him as Dabi begins to pour his copious load into your soaked slit, "so fucking good oh shit" he murmurs wrapping his arms around your quivering body.
#𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐎
Your walls flutter messily clutching his shaft with each thrust of your hips, you bounce greedily on his thick cock and he can't help but watch your tits jiggle up and down before he grabs and squeezes them roughly.
"So fucking perfect," he moans, his fat cock throbbing in your smooth walls, spasming and drooling pre cum every time you moan when you grind your nub against him.
"Natsuo, I'm gonna cum" you sob through teary eyes laying your hands on his chest and trying to catch your breath.
He smiles before grabbing your ass and starting to lift his hips against yours, "yeah? Then come pretty," he huffs pressing a thumb to your clit and quickly rubbing until you gush over his thick girth, "just. like. that."
#𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈
You can't help moaning in pleasure as Tomura grabs and pulls at your hair, "you like it uhu, don't you slut?" he laughs pushing his hips against yours, his dripping balls from your previous orgasms slamming into your nub filling the room with lewd sounds.
"You're so pathetic" he murmurs, his lips pressed to your ear as he holds you down on his length, "you and your messy little cunt" he spits out dirty words as he resumes fucking you.
Your eyes roll as you feel the wave of another orgasm reach you, "look at you, you're cumming again, you're an easy slut," he slurs as your walls spasm around his girth, clenching and milking making him moan.
"S-so good, mh" you whimper clutching the sheets between your fingers, his throbbing cock grinding against your sweet spot as his orgasm approaches as well.
"Your little hole will take all my cum, won't it slut" he moans thrusting messily against you as you begin to cum together.
#𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐒
You bounce slowly on his cock, his hands supporting you by your hips as you lose yourself in his praise, "you take it so well baby" he smiles moving down to grab the soft globes of your ass.
Your back arches as you begin to grind against his crotch in a more messy way, "my pretty girl" he moans helping you bounce on him, lewd sounds of flesh against flesh resonate in your shared room as your orgasm approaches.
"Close ... feels good" you moan shamelessly clutching his hard pecs as you rock up and down and his hands guide you back and forth.
Keigo's eyes glow as your soaked slit tightens around his length and you start to gush over him, "fuck, my good girl, so fucking perfect" he moans letting you ride your orgasm out of you before turning onto your back and chasing his own.
#𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐖𝐀
"You're such a good girl for daddy" he breathes slowly as he holds you down by your hips, his cock throbbing in your dripping cunt as he draws circles on your nub, "so pretty".
Your nails scratch his back as Aizawa reaches down to tickle your neck, switching between licks and small bites, "I want to be good for Daddy" you sob, your back arched and your feet pressed to the mattress as his thick head grinds against your sweet spot.
He gives a satisfied smirk as your gummy walls begin to flutter around him, slowly covering him in your cream, "yes, come for Daddy" he orders, rolling his hips against you.
"That's my good girl" mh he grins crookedly as you gush over his girth, trembling and moaning as he doesn't stop playing with your hard core, "keep coming for daddy, come on pretty" he whispers watching your pussy greedily swallow his thick cock.
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Headcannon that one of the side affects of using his quirk too much, is that Katsuki's hands start shaking.
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Notes: idk, I'm not really sure this makes sense, but I hope it makes u feel something.
Katsuki Bakugou is a stubborn man. That, is a fact.
Once he has his mind set on something, it is downright next to impossible to get him to change his mind.
Just how he could face anything, absolutely obliterate everything that stands in his way, and still come out the other side, seemingly unscathed, never fails to escape you.
In the time that you've known him, you've seen how he throws himself headfirst, wholly, and fully into everything he does. Not a single part of his ever raging fire is left out when he tackles an issue. Which sometimes, causes much more damage than what he is willing to admit. His obstinate personality all too often getting in the way of letting people know when he needs help.
But you noticed.
So many times, you've watched him walk away from training rooms and particularly tough villains, — knuckles all bloody and bruised, hiding a limp, hero suit in tatters.
You noticed, but you would never approach him.
You were all too certain that he would immediately scowl and turn you away, the moment you even opened your mouth to offer any semblance of help.
Because he is Katsuki Bakugou and god forbid he ever accept any kind of help from anyone, lest they start to look down on him.
So you notice, but you pretend not to. You pretend that you don't see the way his hands shake as he presses rough fingertips so tenderly to his bruised ribs, with a gentleness he can hardly manage.
You pretend you don't hear his heavy, broken breathing in the silence of when your working together. Like simply drawing air into his lungs is a struggle. You figure it might be. There are only so many times that Recovery Girl could fix the same wounds over and over again in one person.
You pretend you didn't accidentally catch him one day after training,— one hand fisted tightly in his uniform, and the other pulling almost desperately at his hair. You look away abruptly, when you see the light catch on the wet sheen of his eyes.
He is Katsuki Bakugou and he is so strong and enough, — but not enough for himself.
And you, are so scared of something, what exactly, your not sure. Of being turned away, of being yelled at, of facing the full brunt of his anger. Or maybe what it could change for both of you.
You're scared, but your patience is also thinning. You can only ignore something so plainly in your sight for so long. Slowly, as you watch from the distance, you grow more tense. Waiting for something, anything to change, to fix itself, for you to get over yourself and do something.
Which is why when you find him one day, curled over himself in the dark of the commons after everyone else is fast asleep, and only the low kitchen lights on, you pause. Instead of walking away like you once would have, you found yourself gingerly making your way towards him.
His hair catches the low orange light, and this time, you don't look away when you see how the the bandages he held in his fingers shook as he tried to wrap his own hands. You keep looking, and you don't turn away when you hear his quiet sniffles.
Closer now, he still hasn't noticed you, but you can see the way he can barely keep his hands steady enough to wrap one loop around them.
You bite back a flinch when the floor underneath you creaks, giving you away and his head darts towards you like a deer caught in headlights.
He looks so open, so unguarded and vulnerable that for a moment, you don't recognize him. There's such a broken look on his face that it make you want to shake and cry.
Then like a switch, his glossy eyes turn cold and angry, and he growls at you, but you just lower your head.
'Easy now' — you say in your head, — he is wild and you are not there to take anything else away from him.
His eyes are narrowed and untrusting, but they widen in confusion when you kneel down in front of him on the couch.
He doesn't say anything, and his hands are stiff when you gently take them in yours. You swallow a gasp when you see that his knuckles are a deep purple from broken blood vessels, and his palms are littered with barely healing burns and cuts.
You don't meet his eyes, but you pull at the wrap from him. His hands shake so hard that your own fingers tremble when you hold them.
"Let me help you."
His resists and makes to pull away, but you hold on and your annoyance flickers to life. After all this, you were not going to let him stop you. Your eyes dart to his and you want him to understand that you wan't to make this better for him.
"Please."
He simply stares at you for a moment and it feels like forever, but you will yourself to not look away from him. He needs to know that your not leaving. Bakugou makes a noise deep in his chest, — and just like that, — his hands go slack in your grip.
Your shoulders relax, and you realize how tense you were.
A small smile works it's way onto your face, and carefully, gently, softly, for him, — you fix his beaten and bloody wounds.
Katsuki Bakugou is stubborn, — but he's learning ask for help when he needs it.
At least, from you.
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Should've Known Better Part 2
summary: billy rewards you for being a good girl during your punishment//can be read alone!
cw: creampie, spit, daddy kink, penetration, fem! reader, spanking, multiple orgasms
a/n: finally done!! hope y'all enjoy!
part one!
you can't help but squirm in his hold trying to get your pussy closer to his face but he's quick to stop you as his arms wrap around your legs holding you still.
"be patient brat" he snarls out "you were being so good; keep going so i can fuck this pussy" he says as he begins to peel off your underwear.
by the time he slips them down completely your chest is heaving with anticipation and you can't help but moan at the cold air hitting your cunt.
"such a pretty fucking pussy" he whispers almost as if he's talking to your pussy rather than anyone else
"look at this poor cunt, just waiting to cream on daddy's tongue huh?" he says as he pins your legs apart before blowing cool streams of air on your sopping cunt before spitting down on your cute little clit.
he then moves his thumb to the bundle of nerves and begins to rub his own spit in while continuing to admire you god your little pussy was perfect.
you mewl at the contact before letting your head drop back, but he's quick to stop you as he pulls away and pats the inside of your thigh
"need you on all fours princess, so i can eat this little pussy out right" he instructs you while he moves himself so you two can get situated.
in all truth he could've eaten your pussy out until you were crying in any position, but he loved to palm and squeeze on your ass while you tried to fuck back on his face, he could die a happy man eating you out like that.
he's snapped out of his thoughts when his eyes meet your body your ass framing your little cunt perfectly while your back was arched showing your anticipation for what was going to come next.
he's slow to move to you; like a predator stalking prey. his large hands grab the globes of your ass before pulling them apart to get a better look at your pussy
"fuck princess look at that" he says as he moves one hand to your clit using two fingers he presses down drawing circles on your clit as he watches your slit drool out more arousal. he mutters a small fuck before diving in.
he moves his tongue to your dripping slit before plunging his tongue inside you. you immediately moan at the contact; arching your back for more.
he fuck his tongue into your pussy as he continues to draw circles into your clit. his other hand palms your ass before slamming his hand down. you yelp at the contact but billy feels you tighten around his tongue.
he continues to slurp at your pussy while he adds more pressure on your clit. he feels you tighten around his tongue and hears your moans turn more whiny; easy tells that you're close. but he's not gonna let you cum that easy, so he pulls away with a gasp. you let out a loud whine at the lack of contact.
"daddy!" you whine as you pout back at him. he's quick to shut you down with another slap to your ass and you whimper before ultimately settling down.
"your pussy is fucking addictive princess" he groans while licking his lips before repositioning himself on the couch so he's leaning over you.
"you're only gonna cum on my cock princess, got that?" he mutters in your ear while pumping his cock, and lining himself with your entrance.
"ok daddy, just need your cock please" you mewl out as you gaze up at him while trying to use your best puppy eyes so he doesn't try to tease you further.
of course he knew your little begging act like the back of his hand, but damn did those puppy eyes work.
he swipes his cock a few times through your folds before plunging in you and bottoming out in one stroke.
"f-fuck daddy so deep" you cry out as your legs begin to shake from the stimulation. it's like you feel him in your fucking throat.
he feels hard and heavy inside you as you try to not cum just from him putting it in; his thick cock immediately prodding at your g-spot.
while he groans out as he tries to get adjusted to the tight clutch of your pussy. you were so fucking wet and tight; your slick drooling out of your cunt wetting his balls while your pussy was clamped down on him.
"shit- princess you gotta calm down, let me in baby fuck-" you mewl at his words as you try to will yourself to relax while he starts to pull out from your drooling hole before slamming back in; bullying his cock into your cunt before starting a steady pace.
"fuuuck baby, you're creaming all over my fucking cock, are you gonna cum already?" he pants as he brings his hand to your ass squeezing at the fat; while he grabs your hips forcing you to fuck back onto him.
"please daddy please let me cum 'm so close" you moan out. you feel him so deep inside you; pounding into your cunt with vigor. that combined with the occasional slap of your ass and his balls knocking against your clit was forcing you headfirst into a high.
"such a sensitive little thing cumming so fast, go on baby make a mess on my dick" he chuckles out as his words push you over the edge. your pussy clenches down on his cock and your moans increase in volume as you slump further into your arch.
"yeah baby milk that fuckin' cock" he drawls out as he lays another smack on your ass causing you to twitch and moan out. he chuckles at your overstimulation while continuing to pound into your cunt chasing his own release.
"fuck baby you want me to cum in this pussy? gonna have you walking around stuffed full" he groans out as his pace becomes more erratic; his hands pushing you back on him with more power like you were nothing more than a little fuck-doll, but god did it feel good.
"fuck princess need you to cum one more time, squirt on this big cock and shit- then i'll give you all my cum okay baby?" he almost whimpers out as he moves to hover over you while his hand finds your clit; applying pressure and rubbing slow circles.
"fuck daddy yes need your cum please need it 'm gonna cum fuck-" you squeal as you squirt all over him soaking his dick.
"shiiit baby -fuck yes squirt on that fuckin cock shit-" he groans as he feels his balls draw up his abs tensing as he bites his lower lip. he pushes in as deep as he can go in your cunt: bottoming out with a grunt as he moans out. cum flooding your insides in streams as it begins to leak out and run back down his cock.
you both take a moment to come down from your intense highs before billy begins to pull out of you. you whine at the feeling as he coos down at you.
"i know princess let me get us cleaned up and then we can go take a nap alright baby?" he says to you as he turn you over so you're laying more comfortably on the couch. he sees you nod but he can tell by your glazed over eyes that you had no idea what he said.
he had fucked you dumb, but that was okay because daddy will always be there to help.
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