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sonderonpluto · 11 months

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Bro I feel as if Ushijima would have a size kink and probably a choking kink🤭 like after he wins a match he just wrecks reader after🫡 but he would praise us so much for helping him win and maybe reader is just the sweet manager💕

Maybe just a Drabble or something similar would be nice! You can change something’s to make it easier to write Sonnie💕

ఌ 𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈

꧁ 𝙒𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙨𝙝𝙞 𝙭 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ꧂

Smut 𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙡𝙚! ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

One hand lightly holding your throat while the other held you up by with ease. Your legs wrapped tightly around him as you cried out at each harsh thrust. You wanted to look away but with his hand on your throat, you were forced to look right at him.

Despite having just won a game, Ushijima had no problem fucking you without getting tired. Your cock was leaking dejectedly, having already cummed twice by now. Ushijima moved the hand holding your throat to fix your glasses that had been falling due to the constant harsh thrusts.

“Ushiii…” you whimpered. “Cum already! It hurts!”

“If it hurts, why are you hard still?”

He wasn’t wrong. You were still hard and with your legs still wrapped around him, you didn’t exactly show what you were saying. Ushijima was always a bit… horny, ever since you had jokingly called yourself his good luck charm whenever his team won a game.

This was simply his way of rewarding you. The constant pressure against your prostate was becoming unbearable. But the feeling of him inside of you, a much larger man that toward over you, was incredibly sexy.

Ushijima moved his hand back to your throat to hold you closer against the wall. His eyes focused solely on how his hand almost covered the entirety of your throat. He never really choked you but it was always fun to play with the idea.

What he really liked was how he could always manhandle you into any position he wanted.

You cried out when Ushijima applied a little bit of pressure to your throat. The farthest he ever goes. He did have a little fear on choking you by accident. But it always made you hornier at how much power he had over you.

“Ushi, inside…” you grunted, enjoying the struggle you had to say those two words.

Ushijima hummed, removing his hand as he grabbed your waist with both and began to pick up his thrusting. His thrusts whenever he wanted to reach his orgasm was always harsh and unforgiving.

He used you as if you were a toy, not caring if you cried out about overstimulation. You were his toy to dump his cum in. The sounds of skin slapping together, your moans, and paired with his low grunts filled the storage room you two occupied.

You pulled him close for a kiss, in a way to muffle your moans just in case someone passed by. Sex in which you could get caught wasn’t exactly your thing but it was surprisingly Ushijima’s.

Something about showing off his lucky charm to people who could only dream of fucking you.

With one last sharp thrust, Ushijima pulled away from the kiss and held you close as he cummed inside of you. You cried out at the hot cum filling you deep inside, knowing Ushijima always liked how loud you got when he cummed inside.

A chaste kiss was pressed on your lips as Ushijima gently fixed your glasses.

“You’re coming to the next game?”

Of course you were, you were the manager of the club but you quickly nodded a yes, giving him a kiss on the lips.

Ushijima couldn’t play a game without his favorite lucky charm!

ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

You’re idea is so good, I think I might write a full on fic for it another time 🤭

First ever Drabble tho! Drabbles will be in 2nd person!

Tag list: @mello-life69 @chill-guy-but-cooler @kiiyoooo @the-ultimate-librarian

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sonderonpluto · 1 year

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please for the love of FUCK tag your works properly. i don’t want to think i’m reading an x male reader and am already being slapped in the face with she/her pronouns. if it’s a fem reader, put it in the tags/title/desc ANYWHERE people can see it so we know who the post is made for.

THE SAME APPLIES TO TOP/BOTTOM READER BLOGS YOU GUYS ARE SO BAD AT TAGGING THINGS!!! i’m trying to BE fucked, not be the one fucking. sub and dom roles are so much different than top and bottom roles. just because the reader is a dom doesn’t mean they’re a top. and if you aren’t tagging their positions in the first place i’m literally in ur walls.

i’m not playing a guessing game guys. just please please PLEASE tag ur works appropriately.

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sonderonpluto · 1 year

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Can l request an Makeup famous YouTube male reader with tomura shigaraki. He has millions of followers and his own makeup brand. Would Tomura allow him to be inserted in the videos in special videos because he’s the bf for serveral years or would he ask to be placed in a black box to his face or a vice changer to not let the audience know he’s the leader of LOV

𝘽𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙮 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘽𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩

a/n: i know his hair turned white from trauma but since this seems more like a modern au i thought it’d be cool to give him albinism,,,so tomu is partially blind but it’s only mentioned once. and the league still exists here, of course

Warnings: None!

“After doing base makeup, we’re gonna apply eyeshadow to the corners of the eye,” You pat the handle of your makeup brush against your hand and watch the extra eyeshadow fall into the air. “Today I’m Using the shade ‘Reader,’ from my new eyeshadow pallet, ‘Self Insertion.’”

Your boyfriend Tomura had become your (as he liked to call it) test subject for makeup looks when you hit two million subscribers, but only agreed to showing his face in fragments. It was dangerous to expose his identity, after all. He’d gained many hate comments over his skin condition and eye color (a product of albinism, so they appeared pink-ish red), but he was used to them by now. You were an amazing boyfriend, always encouraging him to do what he wanted and sticking up for him in comment sections. You thought his eyes were beautiful!

It wasn’t often that Shigaraki spoke in your videos, but you did have him in the background of QnA’s making responses to some of your viewers’ questions. Because his voice was so distinct, you had to edit it on every occasion. Sometimes he’d curse at you for packing eyeshadow into his eyes (something along the lines of ‘I’m already blind stop making it worse!’), but he normally kept his speaking to a minimum. As much as you wanted him to join your livestreams, it was nearly impossible.

“Next, apply concealer where you want to do your cut crease...” You can practically hear him grumbling about the cleaning process. You explain how although Tomura has a monolid it’s very easy to apply all types of looks to any type of eye shape, adding that you’ll do a side by side comparison with your own eyes afterwards. Shigaraki seems completely lost on what you’re talking about, his hands messing with the hem of your shirt as you crouch down to apply glitter.

His fingertips tickle your sides, making you retract your hand from his face and laugh. The camera can only catch the crinkle in his eyes as he moves his fingers, but your microphone picks up your laughter tenfold.

“Stop, I'm almost done!” You swat his hand with the brush you just had against his face, watching your boyfriend let out a dramatic, exasperated sigh.

…

“Your final product should look like this! Quick reminds that This look has the additional feature of lighting, angles and possible filters, and your makeup will always have texture because of your skin,” You proceed to finish up with your outro, holding Tomura’s wrist and forcing him to wave at your tripod.

“You look so pretty!”

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sonderonpluto · 1 year

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RANGIKU NSFW SHORT ONESHOT/HEADCANONS

PAIRING: Rangiku Matsumoto x Male!Dom!Reader

CONTENT WARNINGS: Blowjobs, Degradation, Dub-Con

Rangiku is an attractive woman, and she knows that, so of course she'll use it to her advantage to get something she wants. (Wether that's you or new clothes from the world of the living.)

Over time she's found that the best way to get you riled up is either by teasing you or making you jealous. Sometimes she liked to do both.

As you wait for her to get her clothes rung up you notice the cashier looking at her top for a little too long. Rangiku notices this too, but before she went to knock him out, she saw how ticked off you looked and decided to use it to her gain.

She leaned over the counter and pushed her boobs up with a raise of her shoulders. “Hey, do you think I could get a discount on that?" Rangiku said pointing at one of the shirts she was buying.

Before the guy had a chance to reply, you grabbed her wrist and took her out of the store.

“Y/N that hurts!" she whined.

You rolled your eyes and pulled her into the nearest bathroom. No one was inside so you pushed her into a stall and locked the door.

"Hey, what's up with you?" she said feigning innocence.

You ignored her again and unbuttoned your pants. Rangiku was just dripping from the thought of what you were gonna do to her. Maybe you would stick your fingers down her throat and fuck her stupid. Or would you eat her out, and deny her orgasm until she was begging mess? The bulge in your pants was huge and she desperately wanted to be full of you.

You pulled your pants down, then along went your underwear. Rangiku was foaming at the mouth. There it was, all inches of glory, hard and throbbing.

You beckoned her over with your pointer finger, then you pushed her down to her knees with your dick directly in front of her face. She looked at it with wide eyes. There's no way you would make her do that, right?

“Suck it.”

"Wait but-"

You grabbed her by the back of her head and shoved her mouth onto your cock.

"Fuuuck"

You roughly thrusted into her mouth with your head lolled back, trying to make your dick hit the end of her throat. She gagged and moaned, sending vibrations to your dick and having your eyes roll to the back of your skull.

When she came-to Rangiku hollowed out her mouth, practically sucking your soul out. Spit and precum dripped down her chin & onto her pretty clothes.

After a couple more thrusts you slowed down and stopped face-fucking her.

She licked and sucked on your tip, before going down to the base of your cock. Her mouth was hot and warm, and had you not been mad you would have came right then and there.

"Shit you're such a fucking brat." you said between moans

She fondled your balls and took in more of your cock with tears in her eyes.

"Yeah, a little whore, flirting with that guy like that," you said eyeing her.

She wanted to protest but your cum started to fill her throat.

Her pink, newly manicured nails dug into your skin while trying to take all of you in. You grabbed her hair and pushed your hips flush against her face.

"You better not waste a drop."

She hummed against your length and ran her fingers up your torso. Your dick stayed inside her mouth like a pacifier. It was really the only thing that would get the girl to shut up.

You took your cock out of her mouth and tapped it on her cheek.

"Swallow it" you said

Rangiku looked up at you and swallowed.

Your thick seed tasted bittersweet and felt sticky in her throat. She opened her mouth to show you the little residue of cum left on her tongue

You brought your hand up to her chin and stroked her bottom lip with your thumb.

"Good girl”

She nestled her head into your touch.

"Now get up, we're not done yet."

#bleach x reader #bleach x male reader #bleach x y/n #rangiku x male reader #rangiku matsumoto #rangiku bleach #x male y/n #x male reader #x male reader smut #x masc reader #anime x male reader

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sonderonpluto · 1 year

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Thinking about ex-husband/babydaddy!kuroo who always asks your daughter if you’ve started seeing anybody new.

#kuroo x reader

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sonderonpluto · 1 year

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Like and reblog if you can relate to this:

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sonderonpluto · 1 year

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Anons by the time I complete their requests:

#I promise Im trying I just have a lot of work to do 😭

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sonderonpluto · 1 year

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this is super cute

ex bf katsuki !!

idk why you guys broke up, he probably said smthn stupid he knew he’d regret and you said that you guys should take a break.

but now it’s been a couple weeks and it’s getting harder to think when he’s not around. he’s just so warm and safe and he feels like home and you just miss him so much you’re getting out of bed and walking to his dorm in the middle of the night with tears in your lash line.

you softly knock on his door and you can hear him grumbling from inside. he opens the door already preparing to say something rude to however knocked on his door at 3 in the morning. until he looks up and sees you, still beautiful as the day you left and wearing your fuzzy pyjamas he always thought were cute.

��y/n? what’s wrong, sweet girl, why’re you crying?” he hoped you’d ignore the pet name, it became such a habit for him it just slipped out.

you didn’t even realize the tears streaming down your face, quickly wiping them and sniffling.

“just missing you kats, it’s too cold tonight and i was upset at the test i got back today and i started thinking of you and how warm you are, only you can make me feel better.”

bakugo looked at you stunned, he thought you’d never want to see him again

“do you wanna come in? been missing you too.”

“uh huh” you say, sniffling again and sitting on his bed.

he starts to walk to you before stopping and slipping off his hoodie and handing it to you.

“can see your stupid goosebumps” he grumbled.

you laughed before putting on the hoodie and being reminded of the sweet warmth and smell that came from your ex boyfriends hoodie.

“come n’ make me warm again then?” you pleaded hoping you didn’t sound too fragile

bakugou smiled before slipping under his sheets and patting the space beside him.

you agreed and joined him in the bed far too quick for your liking, but couldn’t find it in yourself to care now that you were in the embrace of the man you loved.

you were right, he was like home.

ahhh! my first post! this is really scary and idk if it’s any good or not but just a reminder that the ppl you date aren’t everything! this is just a thought i had because it’s cold here and i need katsuki to keep me warm. :(

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sonderonpluto · 1 year

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now this was hot

FREEFALLING. — gojo satoru x male reader

wc: 1.7k

additional tags: male reader, established relationship, spit(ting), fingering, penetrative sex, frottage, gojo’s a little mean but sweet at the same time, petnames, kissing, praise, dirty talk, subspace, daddy kink (but only briefly + in a joking manner), author was sooo sleepy while writing this

genitalia terms: cock, hole (though if you don’t have that it’s still ambiguously written!)

a/n: im not ignoring requests!! im just very busy with school and it’s kinda hard to find motivation…. gojo just happened to be on my mind + i was in need of comfort so……… anyway i hope it’s okay! it’s definitely not my best but i think it’s okay for the long break….

Your metal keys clink in your hand, keychains and miniature decals swaying gently as you unlock the front door of your shared apartment— which remains quiet and almost vacant, save for the distant sound of ever-changing television channels. Sluggishly carrying your tired body through the door, you slip off your sneakers with a quiet huff. You press your palms against your eyes until you see an amalgamation of blue and purple swimming into your vision, teeth bared in frustration. Your jaw aches, your throat feels sore, and your tongue, heavy.

School was beating your ass.

When you get home, you expect departing sunlight peeking through the curtains— warm, pink rays of light that dance and flicker across blue irises. Warm, pink rays that caress your cheek like the knuckles of your boyfriend, the palms of his strong hands. It’ll overwhelm you at first, you think, so bright and unapologetic as your weary eyes adjust and focus, but you’ll quickly crash, pupils constricting as the disturbance dwindles. And, suddenly, the star’s saturation is comforting. It’s home.

Home— the only thing distracting you from the heavy textbooks weighing down your back and uncomfortably bending your spine. Home was Satoru.

…Satoru. You miss him, even if you had seen him just a few nights ago.

Huffing once again, your socks pad against the hardwood floors of your apartment as you make your way to your bedroom, backpack slowly descending down your sore shoulders. With each step you take, the foggier your vision becomes, and you feel as though you’ve been submerged in the deepest part of the ocean, unrelenting and ruthless as wave after wave crashes into your ribcage. The static in your ears grows louder and louder, ready to combust and burst your eardrums. Instead of the inviting (though somewhat frustrating) laughter of your boyfriend, the cruel sea storms forward against your chest, shoving it back and forth. Back and forth, to and fro, against your body as your knuckles turn white and your vision starts to spot.

Back and forth, you come undone.

“‘Toru..” You sniffle, absentmindedly dropping your bag down with a loud thud the minute your eyes land on your partner. He’s laying on his back, white hair catching sunlight like a makeshift halo, as specks of dust dance around the room and shimmer over his eyelids and lashes. Gray sweatpants that hang dangerously low on his hips, and if you look close enough you can see where his happy trail begins to disperse lower. Just a sliver of his stomach can be seen, where he rests a large hand beneath his black t-shirt. Angelic.

“Ah, you’re home!” He chirps as if he didn’t know you were home before you’d even actually got there. His blue eyes flicker to meet your face, his wide grin slightly dropping once he sees the tears welling in your eyes. His eyebrows raise along with his body, his forearms flexing as he sits forward and onto his knuckles, leaning forward to get a closer look.

“I missed you,” Your voice comes out barely as a whisper, knees buckling as you fall forward onto the soft mattress. It dips under your weight, and Gojo makes an effort to cup your face as you fall. You find yourself leaning into his hand, eyes fluttering closed to sedate the burn consuming your senses. He hums, waiting for you to continue. “…Had a bad day.”

“Oh,” Satoru purrs, because he’s a little mean, and he’d be lying if he said you didn’t look pretty with tears in your eyes— even if it does tug on his heartstrings. Still, his hand is warm and comforting, as he snakes it down to the back of your neck and pulls you into a hug. He sucks his teeth, and you can feel the gentle shake of his head. “My poor baby.”

His trimmed nails gently scrape against the nape of your neck, rubbing soothing patterns into your skin. Your next huff is much more content, as you melt in his embrace and sink further into his arms. Gojo always knows what you need, even when you don’t. You notice it much too late, a whimper escaping your parted lips as he pulls away to kiss your forehead.

Satoru’s pupils are blown wide, sparkling irises almost enveloped by deep black pupils as he presses his plump lips against yours. The kiss is soft and sweet, fogging up your brain and leaving your mind blank as you press your skin against his. He hushes you, lovingly, gliding his tongue against your own.

“I thought about you all day, all I could think about.”

You’re both breathless, gasps leaving your lips as he all-but consumes you, veiny hands slipping beneath your clothes. Your shirt slips off easily enough, and your body arches against his fingertips as he moves to unbutton your pants. You wish you could burn it into your skull, the sight of his pale hands tugging down your jeans. As if he can feel your gaze, Gojo looks up at you through his lashes.

“God, you drive me crazy. So fucking sweet, aren’t you? Sweet voice, sweet hands, sweet hole.”

Like a broken record, you whine, “I need—”

“I know, shh, honey, I know,” He laughs, wholeheartedly and dizzy as he presses a kiss to your stomach, white hair spilling onto your ribs and tickling your sides. His cheek presses against your hip, and he inhales deeply before murmuring: “You got me. I’m right here. Gonna let me fuck you, baby? Nice and slow, or—”

Your legs spread on instinct, hands sliding down your skin as you reach for your boyfriend’s, lacing your fingers together as he results in using his teeth at the band of your boxers. “Hard and deep? Wanna watch you take it, get you all sloppy and wet, hit that spot that gets you whiney and pliant.. Fuck, hold on, baby.”

The imprint of his dick against his boxers is prominent, your eyes widening as you watch him grip his shaft through the cloth, squeezing gently as his cock twitches in his hand. Satoru’s gasp is choked, and his head falls forward as he tugs once, twice, three times for temporary release. Your skin prickles and ignites as you reach for his waistband, almost jealous of his hands but completely flustered by the idea of being so hot to him that he can’t help but jerk himself off. “My sweet boy, sitting around rude people who don’t appreciate the work you put in— my sweet boy, dealing with so much stress when all he needed was some dick.”

Gojo grins, dimples pooling at his cheeks as he watches you free yourself from the confines of your underwear and buck your hips forward, almost trapping him between your legs. He grabs two handfuls of your thighs, pulling you in to rut against your inner thighs. Your cock twitches, jumping at the contact of cotton against the sensitive head.

Your open-mouthed pants have Satoru’s eyes rolling into his skull, and he reluctantly moves a hand to gently tap your cheek, “Open, sugar. Wider.”

“Ohh,” You moan, opening your mouth to catch the spit leaving your boyfriend’s mouth. He smears a bit of it against your cheek, later placing a kiss directly on top. He makes a comment about slapping his cock against your tongue, how deep you’d take it down his throat, and groans at the sound of your appreciative moan. “‘Toru.”

“Okay, m’sorry, Daddy’s being too mean, huh?” He tacks on a nasally voice, high pitched and condescending as if to say you sound like that. And if you could, you’d slap his chest for the remark, but seeing as he’s stripping before your eyes, you have no complaints.

His cock claps against his abdomen, leaking and throbbing as he spreads your knees up to your shoulders. Subconsciously, you hold onto the back of your knees, watching as his lubed ring finger— when did he get that? — gently prods at your hole. It sinks in slow, immediately rubbing against the bundle of nerves that has your eyes crossing and fingers curling.

“Fuck, this hole,” He groans, watching it clench and unclench around his finger. There’s an obscene squelch, and Gojo has to manually swallow the drool pooling in his mouth. “Gonna let me fuck it baby, hm? Gonna let me use it over and over again? Make it mine, fill you up?”

“Uh-huh, please, I can take it,” You babble, squirming down to take his finger in deeper. There’s no resistance as he adds another finger, curling and stroking your walls deeper than you could ever imagine when doing it yourself.

“Oh honey, of course you can,” Satoru hums, placing a kiss at the back of your thighs, right below your ass. You tremble, sobbing into your arm as he continues to thrust his fingers in and out, in and out. “Even if you couldn’t, Daddy’ll make it fit.”

He swats your arm away from your face, his left hand trailing down to your neck to lightly squeeze. Your hands hold onto his wrist, and a shy smile graces your swollen lips. “Let me see your pretty face. I wanna watch you while I feed this greedy hole with my cock.”

On queue, the thick head of his dick slowly presses into your hole, and your grip on his wrist tightens, eyes fluttering shut as you squeal, throbbing around him. Satoru coos, slowly pressing in further as he reminds you to breathe in and out. Like clockwork, you can feel the vein in his shaft sink into you, drool escaping your parted lips.

Eventually, his cock pistons in and out of you, deep and thorough as you whine, only able to hold onto your lover and take it.

“That’s it, that’s it. Such a good boy, you take me so well. This is all you needed, right, sugar? Whenever you’re upset, just need a cock deep inside this pretty little hole to feel better, hm? It’s all mine, right, honey?” You nod, frantic and rushed as you reach down to rub your cock along with his thrusts.

“All yours, s’yours— my- s’your hole.” You wail, toes curling as Satoru’s thighs slap against yours, loud and competing against your shared moans.

“Atta boy.”

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