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literally crying and sobbing and shitting rn my cat dropped a worm in my bed w/o me knowing and I SAT ON IT I thought it was food and I picked it up like Ew what the fuck is that spaghetti??? I T WAS. A WOMR I'm actuall gonna cry I piCKED IT UP AND LITERALLY HURLED IT AROSS TH ROOM

taking a break from writing for today after I post my last draft that is too much trauma for one day thank you

literally crying and sobbing and shitting rn my cat dropped a worm in my bed w/o me knowing and I SAT ON IT I thought it was food and I picked it up like Ew what the fuck is that spaghetti??? I T WAS. A WOMR I'm actuall gonna cry I piCKED IT UP AND LITERALLY HURLED IT AROSS TH ROOM

taking a break from writing for today after I post my last draft that is too much trauma for one day thank you

♡︎𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠/𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮♡︎

Day 14 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: Nothing feels better than having him grovel at your feet.

Props to my beta reader for today @sasualblxd - thank you for your amazing help!

581 words.

Nothing feels better than this. Nothing feels... More empowering, than having the great Katsuki Bakugou sniveling at your feet, reduced to tears over a ruined orgasm.

Okay, maybe you are just a little bit of a sadist, so what?

"Oh, I have the perfect present for you, baby boy."

Voice dripping with smug amusement, you taunt him. Who would've thought that such a prideful firecracker would like being put down and humbled. Right now he kneels on the floor, his head resting on your bare knees while fresh tears clear pathways down plush cheeks. He still has some baby fat there, you muse. Cute.

It hadn't taken very long to get all dolled up this morning, and now you sit on the edge of your bed, clad in a skimpy skirt and halter top while your brick wall boyfriend worships you on his hands and knees.

He raises his head to look at you at the sound of a little bell ringing while you pull a cute little bow out of your fluffy jacket pocket. A dog collar.

'A dog collar? Really!?' He can't deny the way that his dick twitches in his sweats, chubbing against the flat of your foot where it rests on him like he's a footstool. This is humiliating for him, and he can't get enough. Even fully clothed, he feels naked and vulnerable under your cold glare. It's refreshing to be stripped bare of his protective walls at the end of the day and rebuilt by the one he trusts the most in this entire world. Katsuki Bakugou wants you to ruin him.

And ruin him you will.

"Isn't it so pretty, baby? It's even got a little bell so I always know where you are~" Your tone is light- teasing, even. He wants more.

"Shall I put it on you?" His eyes are wide, pupils blown with lust and anticipation. His adam's apple, adorned with various bite marks and faded hickeys, bobs in his throat as he gulps audibly, parting dry lips for a shaky breath.

"Y-yes please."

"Then beg."

His eyes widen and he visibly shivers. You can feel his dick at full mast beneath your foot, twitching to attention as a little whimper catches your ear.

"Please- please! Let me wear it- I've been good! Please? Just- just let me- please... I'm begging! I'm begging you, I- please let me wear it for you..."

He's desperate, clamouring for your approval while you smirk down at him. It's a truly beautiful sight as he becomes your pathetic little pet behind closed doors. In this moment, he is yours, in both mind and body.

With a snicker you unclip the collar, fastening it gently around his neck and caressing his jaw when you finally pull your hands away, leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead. Your lipstick leaves a print on his skin, marking him as yours and it brings a cruel smile to your lips when you study it.

"There's a good boy. And guess what good boys get? They get a reward~"

He could cum in his pants if he weren't straining to hold back while you take his hand in yours, his arm heavy with muscle. Slowly, you guide his hand under your shirt to let him cup the curve of your breast under your bra, prompting him to squeeze and bringing a familiar heat between your legs.

If he's lucky, you may let him get what he's begging for.

© 2022 not-your-fucking-kacchan

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♡︎𝐂𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚♡︎

Day 2 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: while visiting to drop off your husband's bento, he pulls you into his lap to give himself a little stress relief during work.

Props to my beta for today @sasualblxd - thank you so much again! <3

-1,055 words.

Buff, muscled arms hold you down by your waist, circled around you and sat firmly in place. The both of you sit in his office at work, the bento box you had dropped by to gift him with sat waiting for him on the desk neatly, set aside for lunch.

Daylight spills through the gaps in the blinds while the sound of pen scratching on paper is filtered to the back of your mind, the only thing occupying your thoughts right now being your husband.

Keening whines slip past your bitten, plumped lips as you shift on Izuku's lap, causing a hand to trail back to your waist from where it was rested at your belly and hold you firmly. You can't even see if you've affected him in the slightest.

His breath on your neck is even, though it still raises the tiny hairs there and gives you goosebumps. It feels like every sense has been dialed all the way up to eleven, every press of his chest against your back or twitch of his fingers setting you alight.

Warmth pools in Izuku's lap, where the two of you are currently connected, and you have no idea how the poor man's jeans are going to survive the flow of slick that leaks down his cock. You're soaked.

You had soaked through your underwear before he even took his pants off.

It was just a nice, simple gesture. Bring him his lunch, because he left it on the counter on accident. You didn't mean for it to turn into this.

He had beckoned you closer with a curl of his fingers as you were just about to leave, taking your wrist in his hand and guiding you slowly to sit on his lap. At first you were a little bit bashful, giggling at him and telling him to get on with his work, but then his expression had darkened. He gave you a mischievous smirk that had you melting in seconds, and for a minute you're stuck thinking about how much he's grown from that shy, awkward boy into someone much more confident, more himself.

That is, until you felt his lips press a soft kiss at your neck, accompanied by a hand up your skirt. Immediately you were bright red, eyes wide and jaw clamped shut as his hand slid further up your thigh. The pads of his fingers were a little rough from scarring, but otherwise soft and very gentle against smooth skin, carressing stretch marks as they ascended.

Eventually, after what felt like hours, his fingers pressed against the soft fabric of your new underwear and slowly massaged the warmth beneath. It didn't take much for your breath to shorten and your underwear to darken with slick, and your legs shook a little as you sat across his lap, half facing him. You slapped your hands over your face to hide your expression, and keep him from observing you, but that just wouldn't do for him, and he easily pulled the offending appendages away. Sometimes you forget how much muscle is hidden beneath that baby-face of his.

He chuckled at your squirmy reaction, tearful eyes locking with his and giving him that much more satisfaction. He really could be a horrible tease when he wanted to.

The hand at your pussy started to rub a little harder, pressing down over the panties to dip into you a little and leave you grinding down against his lap and fingers for more, and soon enough he was pushing your panties aside to slip two thick fingers inside of you without saying a word, busying himself with leaving dark hickeys at your neck and covering every inch of skin with a kiss.

Your mouth finally opened in a silent moan, and a hand reached back up to cover your mouth so that his co-workers in the neighboring rooms didn't hear anything suspicious, and luckily Izuku didn't seem to have a problem with that while he worked on fingering you open.

His breath had started to get short too, and you had most definitely picked up on the bulge that was pressed up against your ass.

He's always loved every second of having his fingers inside of you to feel the soft, spongey walls and the twitching of your insides around his digits, left sensitive from the scarring even after all these years. But he didn't mourn the loss of the feeling once he pulled them out, rubbing his fingers and thumb together and smirking at you while he exposed your juices, watching in amusement as you turned your head away and shut your eyes out of sheer embarrassment.

Now, you're sat facing forward on his thick cock while he does his paperwork, writing reports for recent missions and putting his signature on damage or rescue forms.

Another bead of slick rolls down to pool at his balls and he shivers at the feeling. He can't get enough of it when you're dripping around him, and he can't help but be proud of how fast he had you soaking through your underwear for him. That must be a new record.

"Good girl..."

His voice is smooth and shows no sign of desperation or tension even as his cock twitches inside of you, sending a jolt of pleasure straight through your core and causing another wave of slick to leak from you. Izuku sighs at the feeling of your warmth pooling around the tip of his dick and your insides spasming around him, every small twitch taking him closer to his orgasm.

Pink lips shine and catch the light as your tongue darts out to lick them, and you grind down against him once more to feel that pleasure, your back arching and your thighs squeezing together, but you still receive little to no reaction until he's done, and his hands rub circles on your waist and pull your hair out of your face gently.

"Okay, baby. You want some more?~"

His smile is soft and genuine as he peeks his head forward for you to see him, and his chin rests on your neck. The greenete's voice is smooth like butter and peppy as always, but there's an undertone of lust and hunger that you just know is there, lurking behind innocent freckles and kind eyes.

© 2022 not-your-fucking-kacchan

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Jaosodobfbf Ur so hskwphsjdbc tysm for helping out bestie I'm glad I could give you a sneak peak ur one of my exclusives lol 😭

♡︎𝐒𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚♡︎

Day 13 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: Izuku does some research without you knowing, and finally gets you to squirt.

Props to my beta reader for today @afterhourswjay - thank you for your amazing help shawdy even on short notice lol, drop ‘em a follow!

547 words.

You’ve both been at this for an hour already. Izuku sits between your legs, his fingers stretching you out and bullying your G-spot into a state of oversensitivity.

His hand and forearm is dripping, covered with your juices as your insides shift around thick, scarred fingers. The rough pad of his thumb is pressed directly onto your clit, massaging you there in ways that have your legs spasming and your eyes rolling back, and a particular stroke has you clenching beautifully around his fingers.

He loves to see you like this, reduced to the barest, most vulnerable sense of yourself to be built back up again as he explores and experiments with you, studying your body meticulously. The greenete would never tell you, but he has an entire section of his latest notebook dedicated to every little reaction he gets from you. He knows your body in and out by now, and he knows what makes you weak. Every spasm of your belly as you cum on his fingers or the arch of your back when he scrapes a nail gently over the spongey surface of your sweet spot is completely familiar to him.

What’s gotten him so hellbent this time, is an article he had recently read, detailing how to make a girl ‘squirt’.

He had taken your hand in silence and lead you to the bedroom without a word, immediately turned on by the flash of your face, all scruched up and moaning, in his head. You didn’t even know what this was about, and you’re still clueless to the experiment taking place on your body right now.

Orgasm after orgasm has crashed over you by now, but Izuku still won’t give up. Not until he gets to see you cave under his touch and drench him like he wants. Obscene, lewd noises stem from his fingers going to town on you and with a final curl of his fingers there’s pressure. 'Could it be?’ He thought.

“I-Izuku-! No- I’ve gotta pee!-

Your cries almost deafen him as he pulls out his fingers, genuinely shocked by the amount of slick you squirt. He had read that it comes from a place somewhere near your bladder, or even the bladder itself, but he didn’t care. Every complaint and self-conscious whine was kissed away with a ”’s fine, baby… You’re okay.“. The boy loves you far, far too much to be scared away by anything that could come from you.

So when, in seconds, his midriff is soaked with your fluids and the sheets are entirely ruined, he smiles like he was just awarded a bouquet, victorious and tired and very much trapped in a state of adoration for you.

That bright, delighted smile serves to make you feel a little less self conscious about whatever the fuck just happened. It had felt so good that-… You peed? The jacked but soft man before you coos at your confused and dazed expression, chuckling softly and reassuring you that all went according to plan, and that he had gotten you to squirt. Apparently he was happy about that.

Whatever. He made you do it, so it was his fault, and therefore his responsibility to change the sheets while you nap. Win-win. Izuku wouldn’t have it any other way.

© 2022 not-your-fucking-kacchan

◃ 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 | 𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 ▹

♡︎𝐒𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚♡︎

Day 13 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: Izuku does some research without you knowing, and finally gets you to squirt.

Props to my beta reader for today @afterhourswjay - thank you for your amazing help shawdy even on short notice lol, drop 'em a follow!

547 words.

You've both been at this for an hour already. Izuku sits between your legs, his fingers stretching you out and bullying your G-spot into a state of oversensitivity.

His hand and forearm is dripping, covered with your juices as your insides shift around thick, scarred fingers. The rough pad of his thumb is pressed directly onto your clit, massaging you there in ways that have your legs spasming and your eyes rolling back, and a particular stroke has you clenching beautifully around his fingers.

He loves to see you like this, reduced to the barest, most vulnerable sense of yourself to be built back up again as he explores and experiments with you, studying your body meticulously. The greenete would never tell you, but he has an entire section of his latest notebook dedicated to every little reaction he gets from you. He knows your body in and out by now, and he knows what makes you weak. Every spasm of your belly as you cum on his fingers or the arch of your back when he scrapes a nail gently over the spongey surface of your sweet spot is completely familiar to him.

What's gotten him so hellbent this time, is an article he had recently read, detailing how to make a girl 'squirt'.

He had taken your hand in silence and lead you to the bedroom without a word, immediately turned on by the flash of your face, all scruched up and moaning, in his head. You didn't even know what this was about, and you're still clueless to the experiment taking place on your body right now.

Orgasm after orgasm has crashed over you by now, but Izuku still won't give up. Not until he gets to see you cave under his touch and drench him like he wants. Obscene, lewd noises stem from his fingers going to town on you and with a final curl of his fingers there's pressure. 'Could it be?' He thought.

"I-Izuku-! No- I've gotta pee!-

Your cries almost deafen him as he pulls out his fingers, genuinely shocked by the amount of slick you squirt. He had read that it comes from a place somewhere near your bladder, or even the bladder itself, but he didn't care. Every complaint and self-conscious whine was kissed away with a "'s fine, baby... You're okay.". The boy loves you far, far too much to be scared away by anything that could come from you.

So when, in seconds, his midriff is soaked with your fluids and the sheets are entirely ruined, he smiles like he was just awarded a bouquet, victorious and tired and very much trapped in a state of adoration for you.

That bright, delighted smile serves to make you feel a little less self conscious about whatever the fuck just happened. It had felt so good that-... You peed? The jacked but soft man before you coos at your confused and dazed expression, chuckling softly and reassuring you that all went according to plan, and that he had gotten you to squirt. Apparently he was happy about that.

Whatever. He made you do it, so it was his fault, and therefore his responsibility to change the sheets while you nap. Win-win. Izuku wouldn't have it any other way.

© 2022 not-your-fucking-kacchan

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♡︎𝐏𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚♡︎

Day 12 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: you finally get to peg your boyfriend, Izuku.

Props to my beta reader for today @sasualblxd thank you for your amazing help bae!

497 words.

Izuku never would've thought that he would like this sort of thing. That was, at least, until he met you.

From the very first time he saw you he had been obsessed. You were perfect. You were funny, and kind, and had an absolutely magnificent body no matter how much you denied it.

It wasn't until later on, when he got to see a darker side of you, that he realised what he wanted most. Sure, you were nice, but you were also commanding and very protective. He felt safe around you. Even when you would bark and bite just like Katsuki just to protect him.

It took a while for him to fully understand it himself, but eventually he came to a conclusion. Izuku wanted to be dominated by you.

The first time the thought appeared, the poor, flustered boy was mortified, swatting away the thought bubble madly in fear that you could see all of the dirty imagery that had suddenly appeared in his mind. However, after many months of denial and embarrassment, he finally caved and admitted his thoughts. It was the single cutest sight you have ever experienced. Almost as cute as right now.

Almost as cute as the pink, freckled cheeks, decorated with dewy tear tracks that lay beneath you. His pupils are blown and trained only on you as he experiences mind-numbing pleasure that he's never come close to alone.

Green hair is splayed out on the pillow like a halo, damp with sweat and stray tears. He looks thoroughly fucked out.

In this moment, your hips stop moving, pausing mid-thrust for you to fully focus on the sight in front of you. You're currently in the missionary position, with him beneath you, so everything is exposed and Izuku is given no option to hide, allowing you the sight of his plump, sturdy chest. There are freckles there, too, and in the night you like to trail your finger over the darkest ones, like each is a precious constellation newly discovered.

"Wha- Huh?..."

How precious. He can't even get a real word out, mouth dry and voice worn as a result of two hours spent crying from pleasure. It's fair enough, your thighs are starting to hurt by now.

A pretty, manicured hand rests on Izuku's cheek to stroke it with the soft pad of your thumb, and in an instant your hips snap forwards, drawing out a delicious cry from your baby boy, and lighting a fire in your chest in excitement. His mouth is open and a line of spit connects his upper and lower teeth when you start to fuck into him again, pace slow. He almost can't take it, and at the feeling of being stretched out over your plastic cock he has another breathtaking orgasm, splattering his belly in white while deprived lungs fight for air again.

You could do this every day just to see him cry on your cock but you're lucky enough already.

© 2022 not-your-fucking-kacchan

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I love yalls tags so much 😭

Hiya! I'm excited to announce my first ever kinktober event! All works have been written by me, and will either be a full fic or a short drabble, depending on inspiration. Each individual fic will have its own tags and warnings, and their respective beta readers will be tagged.

Works will by default be written as F!Readers, however if you'd like, I will make a separate M!Reader version.

Essential Information-

My event-specific tag is #notyourfuckingkacchan kinktober!

Please, please reblog and comment to spread the the word! I try to follow every person that reblogs my work!

♡︎Day 1 - 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮

♡︎Day 2 - 𝐂𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚

♡︎Day 3 - 𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐏𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐄𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐮 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮

♡︎Day 4 - 𝐁𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩/𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮

♡︎Day 5 - 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐄𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐮 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚

♡︎Day 6 - 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢

♡︎Day 7 - 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮

♡︎Day 8 - 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐚 𝐀𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐰𝐚

♡︎Day 9 - 𝐒𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐄𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐮 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚

♡︎Day 10 - 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲/𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢

♡︎Day 11 - 𝐃𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐄𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐮 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚

♡︎Day 12 - 𝐏𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚

♡︎Day 13 - 𝐒𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚

♡︎Day 14 - 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠/𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮

♡︎Day 15 - 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮

♡︎Day 16 - 𝐓𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐄𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐮 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚

♡︎Day 17 - 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚

♡︎Day 18 - 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢

♡︎Day 19 - 𝐕𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚

♡︎Day 20 - 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐚 𝐀𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐰𝐚

♡︎Day 21 - 𝐂𝐮𝐦𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧/𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮

♡︎Day 22 - 𝐍𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚

♡︎Day 23 - 𝐋𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮

♡︎Day 24 - 𝐌𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚

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♡︎Day 25 - 𝐏𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐚 𝐈𝐢𝐝𝐚

♡︎Day 26 - 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚 (𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐚)

♡︎Day 27 - 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐘𝐮𝐧𝐨 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐥

♡︎Day 28 - 𝐁𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠/𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐈𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐨 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐢

♡︎Day 29 - 𝐃𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠/𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐃𝐞𝐧𝐤𝐢 𝐊𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢

♡︎Day 30 - 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐣𝐨𝐰 𝐉𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐣𝐚𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬

♡︎Day 31 - 𝐂𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐘𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐔𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐢

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Day 11 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: Eijirou loves you so much, he just can’t help but fuck you stupid.

Props to my beta reader for today @lovinglyselfish - thank you for your amazing help! Drop ‘em a follow! :)

515 words.

The majority of your night is spent pressed underneath your himbo boyfriend, Eijirou Kirishima, covered in sweat and out of breath. His hot, rock solid chest is pressed flush against your back as he fucks you raw, sharp teeth nipping and kissing at your neck and ear.

It’s like he’s in a daze, mumbling precious little “I love you”s and leaving evidence of his touch all over your neck and shoulders in the form of bite marks and dark hickeys that are sure to kick up quite the fuss in the morning. He fucks into you at a pace that has you aching all over, the rough slide of his dick against your pussy walls making even more of your slick drip down onto the sheets and run down his legs. He pants loudly and each quiet whimper that you hear from behind you has you squirming and clenching around him.

You’re so happy that he feels good, and that he wants nothing more than to be buried deep inside of you late in the night until the sun peeks through the slight gap in your curtains. It’s his favourite stress relief, to fuck you stupid like this.

Well defined hipbones, seemingly carved out of marble slam into your plush ass as he pistons his hips at a bruising pace. It’s been hours. Sweat drips down your brow and off the cupids bow of your lips, down to soak into the pillow, and you feel little droplets of what you assume is either sweat or your own juices running down the back of your thighs and pooling in the little dip at the back of your knees.

Exhaustion pulls at your heavy eyelids as your body is rocked forward with each powerful thrust, and you can’t think. Eijirou must’ve dumped his load inside of you without pause at least four times by now, but you lost count after the third hour. by your guess, you’ve been manoeuvred around the room and fucked on every possible surface for the last four and a half hours, and by now all you can do is moan like a pornstar and cry on your lovers cock.

You can feel him in your belly and you don’t even have the sense to be thankful that you’re on birth control. You want him to breed you full and keep you stuffed with his cum for the rest of your life. The only thing on your mind is him, and how good he makes you feel when he slams forward, pushing you into the bed and filling you up as yet another orgasm has you sobbing and biting your pillow, clenching around him and shaking almost violently. Your cunt spasms around Eijirou’s, now spent, cock and every movement from his end has you tightening so hard it’s almost painful. 

Oversensitivity has you closing your thighs and trembling, mass amounts of cum and slick leaking from around his quickly softening dick, nestled comfortably inside of you, and you can’t even think to be happy that now you can get some much needed rest.

© 2022 not-your-fucking-kacchan

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Day 11 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: Eijirou loves you so much, he just can’t help but fuck you stupid.

Props to my beta reader for today @lovinglyselfish - thank you for your amazing help! Drop ‘em a follow! :)

515 words.

The majority of your night is spent pressed underneath your himbo boyfriend, Eijirou Kirishima, covered in sweat and out of breath. His hot, rock solid chest is pressed flush against your back as he fucks you raw, sharp teeth nipping and kissing at your neck and ear.

It’s like he’s in a daze, mumbling precious little “I love you”s and leaving evidence of his touch all over your neck and shoulders in the form of bite marks and dark hickeys that are sure to kick up quite the fuss in the morning. He fucks into you at a pace that has you aching all over, the rough slide of his dick against your pussy walls making even more of your slick drip down onto the sheets and run down his legs. He pants loudly and each quiet whimper that you hear from behind you has you squirming and clenching around him.

You’re so happy that he feels good, and that he wants nothing more than to be buried deep inside of you late in the night until the sun peeks through the slight gap in your curtains. It’s his favourite stress relief, to fuck you stupid like this.

Well defined hipbones, seemingly carved out of marble slam into your plush ass as he pistons his hips at a bruising pace. It’s been hours. Sweat drips down your brow and off the cupids bow of your lips, down to soak into the pillow, and you feel little droplets of what you assume is either sweat or your own juices running down the back of your thighs and pooling in the little dip at the back of your knees.

Exhaustion pulls at your heavy eyelids as your body is rocked forward with each powerful thrust, and you can’t think. Eijirou must’ve dumped his load inside of you without pause at least four times by now, but you lost count after the third hour. by your guess, you’ve been manoeuvred around the room and fucked on every possible surface for the last four and a half hours, and by now all you can do is moan like a pornstar and cry on your lovers cock.

You can feel him in your belly and you don’t even have the sense to be thankful that you’re on birth control. You want him to breed you full and keep you stuffed with his cum for the rest of your life. The only thing on your mind is him, and how good he makes you feel when he slams forward, pushing you into the bed and filling you up as yet another orgasm has you sobbing and biting your pillow, clenching around him and shaking almost violently. Your cunt spasms around Eijirou’s, now spent, cock and every movement from his end has you tightening so hard it’s almost painful. 

Oversensitivity has you closing your thighs and trembling, mass amounts of cum and slick leaking from around his quickly softening dick, nestled comfortably inside of you, and you can’t even think to be happy that now you can get some much needed rest.

© 2022 not-your-fucking-kacchan

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♡︎𝐃𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐄𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐮 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚♡︎

Day 11 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: Eijirou loves you so much, he just can’t help but fuck you stupid.

Props to my beta reader for today @lovinglyselfish - thank you for your amazing help! Drop 'em a follow! :)

515 words.

The majority of your night is spent pressed underneath your himbo boyfriend, Eijirou Kirishima, covered in sweat and out of breath. His hot, rock solid chest is pressed flush against your back as he fucks you raw, sharp teeth nipping and kissing at your neck and ear.

It’s like he’s in a daze, mumbling precious little “I love you”s and leaving evidence of his touch all over your neck and shoulders in the form of bite marks and dark hickeys that are sure to kick up quite the fuss in the morning. He fucks into you at a pace that has you aching all over, the rough slide of his dick against your pussy walls making even more of your slick drip down onto the sheets and run down his legs. He pants loudly and each quiet whimper that you hear from behind you has you squirming and clenching around him.

You’re so happy that he feels good, and that he wants nothing more than to be buried deep inside of you late in the night until the sun peeks through the slight gap in your curtains. It’s his favourite stress relief, to fuck you stupid like this.

Well defined hipbones, seemingly carved out of marble slam into your plush ass as he pistons his hips at a bruising pace. It’s been hours. Sweat drips down your brow and off the cupids bow of your lips, down to soak into the pillow, and you feel little droplets of what you assume is either sweat or your own juices running down the back of your thighs and pooling in the little dip at the back of your knees.

Exhaustion pulls at your heavy eyelids as your body is rocked forward with each powerful thrust, and you can’t think. Eijirou must’ve dumped his load inside of you without pause at least four times by now, but you lost count after the third hour. by your guess, you’ve been manoeuvred around the room and fucked on every possible surface for the last four and a half hours, and by now all you can do is moan like a pornstar and cry on your lovers cock.

You can feel him in your belly and you don’t even have the sense to be thankful that you’re on birth control. You want him to breed you full and keep you stuffed with his cum for the rest of your life. The only thing on your mind is him, and how good he makes you feel when he slams forward, pushing you into the bed and filling you up as yet another orgasm has you sobbing and biting your pillow, clenching around him and shaking almost violently. Your cunt spasms around Eijirou’s, now spent, cock and every movement from his end has you tightening so hard it’s almost painful. 

Oversensitivity has you closing your thighs and trembling, mass amounts of cum and slick leaking from around his quickly softening dick, nestled comfortably inside of you, and you can’t even think to be happy that now you can get some much needed rest.

© 2022 not-your-fucking-kacchan

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♡︎𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲/𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢♡︎

Day 10 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: after being a brat for a little too long, Shouto decides that you’re in need of  a lesson in behaviour.

Props to my beta reader for today @sasualblxd​ - thank you for your amazing help shawdy! Go ahead and give my betas a follow, they deserve it!

855 words.

Shouto isn't always as stoic as he seems. There are times when he lets a rare smile slip, or when he loses his temper. Each little break in his composure sticks with you like glue, and you just love to try his patience.

Every day you try your luck with Shouto, and lately your attempts at breaking his composure have been getting deeper and deeper under his skin. He's getting irritated.

Of course, that could never make him love you any less, it just makes him want to strangle you a little bit, -but in a loving way, of course.

You would take any and every chance to be the most irritating little brat that you could possibly be, all because you think it's hot when he's angry.

Those fiery eyes and ice cold glare, mixed with the subtle tensing of his jaw as he contemplates throwing you over his shoulder and teaching you how to behave always has you needing a change of underwear without fail.

Most of the time, when you see this look it's when you're watching him fight, and you zone in on the agitation and impatience carried in his expression, trying to burn the image into your head.

Other times, when you're lucky, you get to see it directed at you, after you've pushed his buttons for long enough. Thank God for your unusual talent of getting under peoples skin.

Today was one of those lucky days.

You had been doing absolutely everything you possibly could to push your luck with him, from not cleaning up the messes you leave when he asks, to relentlessly teasing him without giving him what he wants after. It's all just fun and games to you, and in your eyes, the more you piss him off, the better.

It's not like he's actually angry with you when he finally snaps, anyway. More like relatively pissed off.

The moment of your wet dreams finally come to fruition, though, is when he decides that he's going to teach you a lesson himself. And as he walks into the bedroom where you're sitting, watching TV, he grabs the remote and switches it off. No distractions.

You raise your eyebrow, looking at him expectantly. Part of you wonders if you’re in trouble. The other part hopes you’re in trouble.

“Hey, babe... What’s up?”

You’re rewarded with no response.

Shouto simply looks straight into your eyes, giving you an unimpressed look after you had just dyed all of his shirts pink in the wash. It’s an even more pristine picture as he still wears the baby pink work shirt he had put on to do some paperwork at the office, having to suffer through the comments of Denki and Mina throughout his entire shift.

“Aw, what’s wrong, babe? You look so pretty in pink~”

That. That was the last straw.

“The safeword is ‘frost’“

“Wha-?”

You can barely get out half a word as you’re picked up and slung over your lover’s lap, ass up and your belly pressed against his thick, muscular thighs.

“Every day. It’s every day that you’re doing something new just to piss me off and I don’t like it! You’re being a brat, do you understand?”

Okay. Maybe you might’ve been going too far, but you’re a brat by nature, and he’s always been your willing tamer from the very start. Still, your pussy throbs at the anticipation of what’s going to happen next. A rough palm slips its way past the band of your sweats, pulling them down just past your ass, and the chill of being almost completely bare save for a cute pair of grey underwear sends shivers up your spine, raising the hairs on your neck.

“Do you understand?”

His cold voice is what brings you back from your thoughts, reigning in your attention and refocusing it all back onto him. 

“Y-yes, Shou- I’m sorry-”

A sharp slap echoes off the bedroom walls a sharp, stinging pain interrupts you. Holy shit. Did he just spank you? Yeah, sure, you’re in this position for a reason, but you thought he would just scare or intimidate you a little to get you to behave, not this...

Another slap leaves a red handprint on your right ass cheek, tearing a squeal from you as you desperately try to wriggle away, discomfort nagging at your limbs. Your back is starting to hurt from having it arched like this, and it’s a chore to breathe when you’re on your stomach, his thighs pressing into your ribs, but the feeling of being pushed down and disciplined like this sends a wave of heat straight through your core. This reaction is only amplified as the next slap is a little lower down, Shou’s fingers grazing over your pussy as he smacks your thigh.

“Oh? Don’t tell me you’re enjoying this?”

His voice is smug and his erection pokes at your ribs while his hand rubs soothing circles around the blossoming bruises on your ass. He knew you would like this all along, didn’t he? What an ass. 

Now it’s his turn to leave you high and dry.

© 2022 not-your-fucking-kacchan

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♡︎𝐒𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐄𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐮 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚♡︎

Day 9 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: Eijirou's never been this vulnerable with you before, but you find yourself loving it.

920 words.

'What the fuck?'

These are your first thoughts as you're smacked right in the cheek with Eijirou's dick.

You had been getting awefully heated during what was only supposed to be a quick makeout session between you and your boyfriend of one year. That was, until you started to focus your attention a little more south.

Kirishima always wears loose pants. That's one thing you know about him. He can't stand tight pants. You've also never seen him wear the infamous grey sweats either, regrettably. That would be some real eye-candy right there, you muse.

There was one other thing, too. He always got nervous when you mentioned taking off his pants. Any and all attempts at getting frisky with your boyfriend were shot down with a strained "maybe later" or "I don't think I'm ready...".

Really, you had never had any problems with it. Sure, it was a little frustrating when it would leave you pretty much high and dry, but you never, ever thought to take it out on him. He's ready when he's ready, and that's all there is to it. Until now.

If you knew this was what he was hiding under here, you probably would've said something a little sooner.

All this time, your boyfriend has been hiding an absolute monster away from you, not even letting you have a taste.

A flushed face as red as his hair hides behind large, nearly kept hands as Kirishima avoids any and all eye contact with you. You thought he may have gained confidence when he finally told you that you could get his pants off, but apparently not, since he now refuses to show his face.

"I-is it too much?... I knew you'd hate it- I just don't want to hurt you! God- w-what if you break!?"

What on God's green Earth is this man talking about?

"Huh? Hate it? Eijirou, after all this fuss I was starting to think maybe you had genital warts or something- or maybe a dick roughly the size of a cornflake- n-not this!"

Wide eyes only blink at you in surprise and confusion, but then melts into pleasure the second your warm, wet tongue licks a fat stripe down the underside of his length.

Fuck. He could literally cum right now from just seeing that lewd display, but he has to hold himself together. Though, with every passing second, and each kitten lick to his aching girth, he finds himself unraveling. Each little kiss and stroke chips away at his control and he soon finds himself struggling not to throw you onto the bed and fuck you so hard that the walls shake.

Meanwhile, you continue to press tentative licks and kisses to Eijirou's cock, heavy and throbbing in your hand. The slit weeps a slow por of precum, the head all red and neglected until you fit just the tip in your mouth, sending involuntary shivers up and down your boyfriend's spine. Tonight, you're going to show your boyfriend just how blessed he truly is.

As you stand back up again, leaving him needy and panting for you, his eyes follow your form, lingering on your breasts and hips, and he finds his fingers twitching with the sudden urge to hold you there.

Red eyes zone in on your figure like a hawk, thick, strong hands embracing you and dragging you down to rest atop his built, rock hard chest, and immediately Eijirou's last defences are down when he sees just how irresistible your tits look squished against his pecs.

Eijirou is usually such a gentle lover, layering your skin with butterfly kisses and affectionate nips that always look so delightful come morning, but neither of you have ever gone this far with eachother, and when he's got three fingers working their way into your tight cunt it almost seems that he's gone completely feral.

"Fuck-! Eiji! Give it to me-..."

Who is he to keep you waiting?

Barely an inkling of colour flashes in his eyes, overtaken by pupils blown out with lust, and the sight is met with another wave of liquid heat pooling beneath your legs, coating his fingers in your slick.

Once he finally deems you ready, his fingers are pulled from you without remorse, leaving you empty and needy until his lubed up head pressed up against you, slowly pushing inside of you and stretching out velvety walls.

The stretch is painful at first, causing your face to scrunch in a way that has his heart fluttering for you, little tears blossoming in your eyes and shining like gemstones.

A rough but comforting thumb wipes your tears away before they can properly fall, and your boyfriend graciously gives you a few seconds to get accustomed to the sting of his girth before he's bottoming out.

He pants and furrows his eyebrows, concentrating on not cumming the second he's fully engulfed by your hot cunt, and loose red strands fall past his shoulders as he bucks into you, chasing the same pleasure he got when you squeezed around him earlier.

With time, his cock is easier to take, and it's at this point where you begin to doubt that anything or anyone would ever be enough for you after this. Could you really go back to tiny vibrators after finally getting a taste of this?

"T-tell me if- Ah-! -if I'm hurting you-..."

It's a little late for that, you think, but he's just so adorable that you can't bear to hold it against him.

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Day 8 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: you've been a little starved for attention since Shouta's been working more, so you tease him with a little pet name that drives him crazy.

Props to my beta reader for today @sasualblxd - thank you for your amazing help!

872 words.

Shouta had always been the type to take the lead in bed. You loved every second of it, and it helped to ease you into a more submissive headspace when he would be so gentle with you.

As of late, you've been craving your husband's touch, but since he's been so busy with the aftermath of yet another school-related disaster, he's had little to no free time. Little time for you.

Of course it was a little upsetting, but you would never let that get in the way of your love for him, and instead of letting yourself get torn up about it, you chose to help him in whatever ways you could. And now, he's back to his normal schedule and all has been dealt with. Finally.

Now, he gives you his full, undivided attention as a silent thank you. You revell in it.

This gives you the perfect opportunity to pounce. The second he walks through the door of your shared apartment you're immediately on him like a tiger to its prey. Tired, squinted eyes widen in surprise at the sudden feeling of your soft lips pressed against his own and your hips grinding flush against his, though he soon melts into your little "welcome home" gift.

"Did you have a good day at work, daddy?..."

Oh.

Oh.

He's going to enjoy this.

He catches you like you're some sort of fleeting butterfly, gently hugging you around the waist before you can turn fully around and skip away to the bedroom, his well-toned bicep fitting perfectly around the small of your waist like a jigsaw piece.

Soft, but itchy, ticklish black scruff ghosts over the tempting skin of your neck, and his baritone voice gives you delightful chills, setting your stomach alight.

"Daddy, huh?... You're pulling out all the stops. Have I left you unattended for too long, baby?..."

A sly giggle is all he receives from you as you manage to slip from his loose grip at your hips, fluttering pretty, mascara-painted lashes at him before disappearing down the hall and into the bedroom.

His bags are dropped unceremoniously to the floor just to the right of the door where his shoes are aimlessly flung, detailing his impatience. You don't have to wait even another second before your husband is back in your sights, and you in his.

The plain black clothes you were wearing when he first saw you earlier are now discarded, strewn across the floor haphazardly, leaving soft skin clad in only your nicest underwear, his favourite.

Now, your relationship with Shouta has evolved past the point of using nice underwear every day to impress him, but it's still nice to surprise him with something pretty every once in a while.

"What's brought this on, baby?"

"Nothin'... Just you."

If it was possible, he would fall even deeper in love with you at the sight of the enamoured gaze that you direct at him, and the image infront of him is something akin to a beautiful renaissance painting, depicting a beauty he's never seen in anyone but you.

Before long, he has you trapped between him and the bed, your legs tangled together and your arms held above your head. It was just too much to ask that he would be patient, and while you recover from the rush of being thrown onto the bed your neck is being marked up by sharp teeth that nip and tug at the skin.

He moans into your shoulder, hot breath fanning over the wet hickeys and raising the hairs on your body, giving you chills. It's been a little while since you and your husband have gotten this intimate, so you waste no time in swatting away his hands after they've trailed down to prod at your slick cunt through your underwear, wrapping strong, thick legs around his waist.

God, forgive you for being so impatient, but Shouta doesn't seem to mind even in the slightest judging from the low chuckle reverberating through his chest and the hand that loosens his belt and unzlips his fly.

He's already rock hard and weeping at the sight before him, his beautiful wife splayed out on the bed, desperate for his touch and dressed only in a lace bra and a tiny thong, which is easily slipped out of the way to make room for the impressive length belonging to your man.

"Tell me how much you want it. I want to hear you beg."

Who are you to decline? You've been aching for his attention for weeks, so now is not the time to get shy.

"Fuck! I want it, daddy! 'want it so bad! Wanna feel you inside me!"

That's all it takes for him to finally get impatient, forcing his cock between soaked pussy lips, precum already smearing against your hot walls.

The pleased wail that forces it's way from between your lips is like music to Shouta's ears, telling him just how good he is at pleasing you, and making you feel new heights of pleasure you've only ever imagined.

He can't think of a better way to spend the rest of his week, than to be buried inside of you, breeding your cunt all day long.

© 2022 not-your-fucking-kacchan

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This Is what I mean, when I said that constructive criticism is the only valid form of criticism.

It doesn't matter if you were trying to be nice about it. I'm really not in the practice of saying "aw wow they weren't as rude as they could've been" like. No.

Feel free to reblog my post if you want the same rule to apply to your own blog, because criticism that isn't constructive, is destructive! And can embarrass/discourage people actually posting what they want to!

For people that need to hear this, criticism is not welcome unless it is constructive.

Fair enough. If what some people write isn't for you, then power to you. You can read what you want, welcome to the internet.

But sending shit like "okayyyyyyy I'm not even gonna finish this, you're a really talented writer and all but this is NOT for me" is not at all nice, and is actually a slap in the face. :)

Just letting you know, that although you can say what you want, this is still my blog and I absolutely have the right to tell you what is allowed here.

Criticism. Is. Not. Welcome. Unless. It's. Constructive.

Many people would read this and be put off from writing altogether, so unless you have some genuine advice on how to fix what you think is wrong with my writing, please keep it to yourself. <3

Ps. "You're a really talented writer and all" is a half-hearted pleasantry that doesn't make anybody feel any better.

For people that need to hear this, criticism is not welcome unless it is constructive.

Fair enough. If what some people write isn't for you, then power to you. You can read what you want, welcome to the internet.

But sending shit like "okayyyyyyy I'm not even gonna finish this, you're a really talented writer and all but this is NOT for me" is not at all nice, and is actually a slap in the face. :)

Just letting you know, that although you can say what you want, this is still my blog and I absolutely have the right to tell you what is allowed here.

Criticism. Is. Not. Welcome. Unless. It's. Constructive.

Many people would read this and be put off from writing altogether, so unless you have some genuine advice on how to fix what you think is wrong with my writing, please keep it to yourself. <3

Ps. "You're a really talented writer and all" is a half-hearted pleasantry that doesn't make anybody feel any better.

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Day 7 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: Katsuki wants to see you come undone with just the help of his thigh.

Props to my beta reader for today @sasualblxd - thank you for your amazing help! Bae I couldn't have done this without you <3

987 words.

Katsuki wants to try something new. He's dressed all smart after a formal meeting concerning hero work, clad in a pretty, light grey suit - tailored perfectly to wrap around muscular thighs like a glove. The colour reminds you of the sky on a wintery afternoon, accompanied by a smart black shirt underneath that complements him much more than the standard white. He's in his business casual, and obviously, you're obsessed. But you might have a biased opinion.

One of his signature smirks tugs at the corner of his lips, dimpling his cheek and threatening to turn your world upside down with the swift 'come hither' of his fingers. The smug ash blonde summons you forward with the enticing motion, drawing all of your attention and delighting in it. He loves to be the very centre of all your thoughts.

The meeting has since come to a close, and thus Katsuki teases you in your shared room after work, placing firm, rough hands on wide hips and guiding you to sit on just one of his thighs. Every now and again he would shake his leg beneath you, knowing exactly what he's doing to you in the process, your skirt pooling over his pelvis.

He delights in the fact that you're only wearing a thin pair of underwear underneath, and slowly, he grabs your waist with steady hands like he has many times before, pulling you forward and guiding you to straddle him.

Now that you were finally home, the thought did cross his mind to simply strip you and take you against the front door, but he was feeling especially evil. Is it horrible that he just wants to see you squirm?

You're already wet from just the hungry looks he'd been giving you on the way home, and desperately wanted to just jump his bones the second you got home. All you've been able to think about is how fucking irresistible he looks in a suit. He exudes confidence and competence in waves and the bulging muscle that strains beneath that shirt naturally has your eyes locked on him and your belly on fire like a cat in heat. You just need to be taken care of by this man, and you've been so close to tearing your hair out in frustration all day.

There's a dark spot on your underwear which brings to attention just how long you've been waiting for this, and he fully understands the anticipation. Only God knows how much mental strain was put behind trying to ward off a boner mid-meeting. You have been driving him fucking nuts. Now it's time for punishment.

Soft kisses spark at his skin and echo through the room while you grind on his thigh, your body pressed flush against his chest and your breasts cushioning his chin. You couldn't be happier to finally be getting some sort of relief, needily rutting your hips against his soft, squishy quadricep.

"That's it, baby, want you to ride my thigh."

Oh, how your stomach ties knots at the sound of his voice. It's gruff and underlined by lust, his hands firmly on your sides and helping you move against him smoothly, a wet patch of your anticipation starting to form on his pant leg. He groans as you grind on him, pressing a kiss to your neck and smoothing his hand to slip under your shirt.

The dip of your waist fits perfectly in his hand, it's almost like you were made for him.

The most delectable little gasps and moans leave your mouth as you do exactly what you were told, and Katsuki drinks them all up as he kisses you like a man addicted to your taste. His lips trail down your jaw and your neck to your breasts which press against his face, and he clicks his tongue at the fact that your shirt is buttoned, guiding you to undo those buttons for him.

When the top of your cleavage finally begins to show, Katsuki immadiately decides that he wants to paint your breasts with his hickeys and love bites, making your pussy clench against him. He can feel you twitching and throbbing against him and his own need twitches in the confines of his suit pants, creating a noticeable bulge.

Katsuki isn't quite the most patient of men, however, and slowly his hand slips under the pleated, black fabric of your skirt and past soft, cotton underwear to play with your clit. He's always prided himself in being the only one in his friend group who can actually find the clit, except Mina, obviously. But you failed to notice the impact that had on his ego until it was far too late.

It's kind of sexy, in a way. He gets off on being a good lover. It's the kind of trait in a man most women can only dream of. So you really didn't mind.

What you do mind, though, is the fact that you're already close to cumming in your underwear after barely minutes of this. Soft panted moans fill the room as you struggle to keep your composure, amusing your boyfriend as he presses his fingers down harder into your clit to tease you.

"Yeah, that's it, baby. You like that? Come on, I want you to cum, you think you can do that for me?..."

It only takes a few more seconds of his ministrations and the feeling of his breath agains your neck, sending shivers down your spine, for you to unravel in his arms.

Your thighs tremble and shake as your essence drips between your legs, Katsuki's pants soaked in your need. The sight causes as low chuckle to rumble in his chest even despite the little crescent moons you dig into his his back in your attempt at grounding yourself.

"Fuck-... 'so fuckin' sexy... 'm gonna fuckin' wreck you, baby."

All you can manage in response is a little whimper.

© 2022 not-your-fucking-kacchan

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KINKTOBER 2022 MASTERLIST.

hi, here’s my kinktober masterlist. these are all not.sfw & some will contain dark content. be warned. there will be a content list for all oneshots. these oneshots can range from 1k to 2k words. maybe less, maybe more. idk. pretty much all readers will be female & chubby. 

minors, please leave. this is not for you. 

blog rules. main masterlist. comms. requests. kofi. 

01; gyutaro x reader + exhibitionism (2.7k)

no demons au; possibly ooc gyutaro; not proofread bc i'm tired; exhibitionism (duh); fingering (& brief fucking) through clothes (like, the fabric goes in too ??); unprotected sex; creampie; very brief mention of yn having puked once in the past (not graphic); slight nipple/tit play; brief mention of birth control & plan b

05; sukuna & yuuji & megumi x reader + cuckolding (??)

no curses au; sukuna is yuuji's older brother; megumi & reader are dating; sukuna has a magic cross piercing; more to be added

08; yuuta x maki x reader + femdom (maki) / pegging (yuuta)

10; nishinoya x reader + somnophilia

20; sukuna x reader + breeding

15; ukai x reader + corruption / exhibitionism 

18; bakugo x reader + period sex

31; sukuna x reader + monsterfucking

25; nanami x reader + bondage 

28; ushijima x reader + yandere (reader)

graphics credits: @/pr3ttayy // @/fic-dumpster // @/pr3ttayy

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Day 6 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: Shouto has an interesting conversation at work and decides to experiment with you at home.

Props to my beta reader for today @emiriia - thank you so much for your help!

1,419 words.

Shouto walks slowly into the room as you engross yourself in the TV. His hair was dripping and steaming at the same, courtesy of his quirk, and you smile and adjust the duvet, lifting it up to make space for him. As you scan over his skin which glows under the light of the TV reflecting from the residual condensation of the shower, he stills.

He's only wearing a loose pair of black shorts and a random white shirt, looking just about ready to come to sleep but when you trail your gaze back up to look at him again, his eyes seem clouded. It looks like he's thinking really hard about something, or maybe he's just tired.

You coo at him, opening your arms to invite him in for a cuddle, ready to let him fall asleep tangled with you and the sheets like you do every night, stroking his hair that remains surprisingly soft.

What you don't know, is that he's been thinking about you all day. He had gotten in from work about a half an hour ago, and during his break he sat with Kirishima and Kaminari, who were also joined by Bakugou, Mina, and Izuku.

Somehow the conversation took a turn into more intimate subjects as Kaminari, ever the oversharer, started to talk about how he had eaten his girlfriend out. Bakugou had snorted and slapped him on the shoulder, giving him a condescending "you fuckin' wish"

While Denki busted ass trying to get everyone to believe him, Todoroki was busy asking what that meant.

"What do you mean, "what does that mean?"?"

Of course, the group had a good chuckle about his question because of course, out of all of them, Shou would be the most clueless about things like this.

Your boyfriend left that conversation a new man, completely shocked to his core that it was possible to do something like that, but the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to try it with you. They had went into unnecessary detail about what to do and how good it feels for the recipient, andbporr Todoroki was left to mull over the thought for the entire remainder of the day.

Would it really feel that good for you? Have you thought about doing this with him? Would he actually have the guts to try it?

Now, as he curls up in bed with you he can't stop himself from imagining you sitting on his face, and eventually he gets tired of stewing in uncertainty. He wants to make you feel good, but more selfishly, he wants to taste you. He wants to taste you, see what you feel like on his tongue.

"Baby? Would you let me eat you out?"

You almost choke on your spit. Where did this come from? You bet any money it was Kaminari or Sero. Neither of the two ever really seemed all that reserved when it came to boasting about their skills in bed. Every time you would roll your eyes so hard they were close to popping out and rolling down the street.

But your head fills with imagery, and you can't deny the butterflies that stir in your belly at the thought. If he wants to do it, there's no harm in letting him, right? Right.

"If you wanted to, then sure. I don't see why not. Why do you ask?"

"I want to..."

He turns his body to meet yours as you look at him in surprise, his pupils blown and his eyes darkened. The look sends shivers through your body and all this talk about something so intimate has your underwear getting wet.

"Wha-... What, like right now?..."

You're unsure and a little nervous, but you're definitely excited. This is new, but you've been intimate with your boyfriend before, so at the very least it's not completely new territory.

"Right now."

He gives you a little smirk that has you melting where you lay before he leans in for a passionate kiss, your soft lips against his and your tongues battling it out for control.

During your heated makeout session, Shou's hands glide down your figure and to your hips where the band of your underwear lays snug against your skin, and he slowly slides them down as far as he can reach, and with your help, they're off in seconds. A cute, baby blue tee is now all that covers your figure, being a little too big for you and falling just past your butt when it's not all wrinkled and ridden up to your chest.

He snakes two fingers to your cunt, dipping his fingers inside of you only slightly before teasing your clit, making your fingernails dig little crescent moons into the pale skin of his shoulder blades. In seconds he pulls his fingers away and you're lifted on top of him, and he's already guiding your hips to sit over his face.

His fingertips are cold to the touch on one side, and comfortably hot on the other, and while you know that he can't help his cold side from reacting a little, you appreciate that he always tries to keep you warm. You shuffle up the bed, face beet red and your stomach in knots.

Though when he grabs your hips and drags you down to meet his face, every little insecurity of yours was flung out the window. You were a little worried because it's very hard not to worry about how you smell or how you taste despite it being natural, but apparently that must've been covered in whatever conversation he must've had because he really doesn't seem to care.

A shaky sigh leaves your lips as he starts to lick at your vulva, going straight for your clit and sucking on it as you tremble above him. His hands trail down to the top of your thighs to hold you down on him and your cunt throbs at the attention, twitching and clenching around his tongue when he pushes it inside of you. The bed creaks as you grind into his tongue, and even though he's apparently new to this, it feels so fucking nice.

It feels even better when he starts on your clit again, and your back arches involuntarily as gasped moans echo off the walls of your bedroom, rewarding him for his effort. He's not doing this just to please you, though he would definitely kick himself if you didn't like it, but he had started to open up to the idea of doing this for his own pleasure. He loves you, and he gets off on making you feel good, devoting himself to you in every way he can, and this is another way he can do just that.

The tent in his pants would assure you that he's certainly enjoying this if you could see it while you writhe on top of him, and he whines into your heat, the noise sending you close to orgasm.

When he feels you grind down a little more and your pussy clench around his tongue he knows you've reached your end, and he can't help himself from cumming in his underwear at the thought, his hips bucking into nothing. It was a little hard to breathe under you but he really didn't care at the time, though the little gasp for breath you hear when you pull your hips away is a little concerning.

The sight of his face is what stops you in your tracks though. You had only pulled away because you always get so sensitive after cumming, but his face, covered in your cum, had you gulping, along with the little hearts in his eyes.

"That-... That was good... I wanna do it again..."

Your eyes practically bulge as he speaks and you try to get up on shaky legs, your knees weak like jelly. He needs tissues and you're about to drown him in aftercare until he wipes his mouth and nose on his sleeve to scoop you up in his arms and carry you like a bride to the bathroom, chuckling at you.

"I-... Wait- did you cum?"

He nods his head as you panic, causing another blush to spread on your cheeks.

"You really liked it that much?"

"Of course. You liked it too, huh?"

He's the most adoring man you've ever met in your life, and warmth spreads through your chest as you feel an overwhelming sense of affection and love for him.

© 2022 not-your-fucking-kacchan

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Day 2 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: while visiting to drop off your husband's bento, he pulls you into his lap to give himself a little stress relief during work.

Props to my beta for today @sasualblxd - thank you so much again! <3

-1,055 words.

Buff, muscled arms hold you down by your waist, circled around you and sat firmly in place. The both of you sit in his office at work, the bento box you had dropped by to gift him with sat waiting for him on the desk neatly, set aside for lunch.

Daylight spills through the gaps in the blinds while the sound of pen scratching on paper is filtered to the back of your mind, the only thing occupying your thoughts right now being your husband.

Keening whines slip past your bitten, plumped lips as you shift on Izuku's lap, causing a hand to trail back to your waist from where it was rested at your belly and hold you firmly. You can't even see if you've affected him in the slightest.

His breath on your neck is even, though it still raises the tiny hairs there and gives you goosebumps. It feels like every sense has been dialed all the way up to eleven, every press of his chest against your back or twitch of his fingers setting you alight.

Warmth pools in Izuku's lap, where the two of you are currently connected, and you have no idea how the poor man's jeans are going to survive the flow of slick that leaks down his cock. You're soaked.

You had soaked through your underwear before he even took his pants off.

It was just a nice, simple gesture. Bring him his lunch, because he left it on the counter on accident. You didn't mean for it to turn into this.

He had beckoned you closer with a curl of his fingers as you were just about to leave, taking your wrist in his hand and guiding you slowly to sit on his lap. At first you were a little bit bashful, giggling at him and telling him to get on with his work, but then his expression had darkened. He gave you a mischievous smirk that had you melting in seconds, and for a minute you're stuck thinking about how much he's grown from that shy, awkward boy into someone much more confident, more himself.

That is, until you felt his lips press a soft kiss at your neck, accompanied by a hand up your skirt. Immediately you were bright red, eyes wide and jaw clamped shut as his hand slid further up your thigh. The pads of his fingers were a little rough from scarring, but otherwise soft and very gentle against smooth skin, carressing stretch marks as they ascended.

Eventually, after what felt like hours, his fingers pressed against the soft fabric of your new underwear and slowly massaged the warmth beneath. It didn't take much for your breath to shorten and your underwear to darken with slick, and your legs shook a little as you sat across his lap, half facing him. You slapped your hands over your face to hide your expression, and keep him from observing you, but that just wouldn't do for him, and he easily pulled the offending appendages away. Sometimes you forget how much muscle is hidden beneath that baby-face of his.

He chuckled at your squirmy reaction, tearful eyes locking with his and giving him that much more satisfaction. He really could be a horrible tease when he wanted to.

The hand at your pussy started to rub a little harder, pressing down over the panties to dip into you a little and leave you grinding down against his lap and fingers for more, and soon enough he was pushing your panties aside to slip two thick fingers inside of you without saying a word, busying himself with leaving dark hickeys at your neck and covering every inch of skin with a kiss.

Your mouth finally opened in a silent moan, and a hand reached back up to cover your mouth so that his co-workers in the neighboring rooms didn't hear anything suspicious, and luckily Izuku didn't seem to have a problem with that while he worked on fingering you open.

His breath had started to get short too, and you had most definitely picked up on the bulge that was pressed up against your ass.

He's always loved every second of having his fingers inside of you to feel the soft, spongey walls and the twitching of your insides around his digits, left sensitive from the scarring even after all these years. But he didn't mourn the loss of the feeling once he pulled them out, rubbing his fingers and thumb together and smirking at you while he exposed your juices, watching in amusement as you turned your head away and shut your eyes out of sheer embarrassment.

Now, you're sat facing forward on his thick cock while he does his paperwork, writing reports for recent missions and putting his signature on damage or rescue forms.

Another bead of slick rolls down to pool at his balls and he shivers at the feeling. He can't get enough of it when you're dripping around him, and he can't help but be proud of how fast he had you soaking through your underwear for him. That must be a new record.

"Good girl..."

His voice is smooth and shows no sign of desperation or tension even as his cock twitches inside of you, sending a jolt of pleasure straight through your core and causing another wave of slick to leak from you. Izuku sighs at the feeling of your warmth pooling around the tip of his dick and your insides spasming around him, every small twitch taking him closer to his orgasm.

Pink lips shine and catch the light as your tongue darts out to lick them, and you grind down against him once more to feel that pleasure, your back arching and your thighs squeezing together, but you still receive little to no reaction until he's done, and his hands rub circles on your waist and pull your hair out of your face gently.

"Okay, baby. You want some more?~"

His smile is soft and genuine as he peeks his head forward for you to see him, and his chin rests on your neck. The greenete's voice is smooth like butter and peppy as always, but there's an undertone of lust and hunger that you just know is there, lurking behind innocent freckles and kind eyes.

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Day 5 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: Kirishima comes home to be surprised with you in lingerie, and he goes feral.

1,017 words.

God, Eijirou's almost home and you're only half dressed, what if he doesn't like it? What if you don't like it?

You just wanted to surprise your husband with a cute little set of lingerie after what was probably a stressful, boring day at work for him.

Obviously, you had gone with the red edition. It is his favourite colour, after all.

Soft, good quality fabric hugs your curves just barely, a lacy thong complimenting thick, moderately muscled thighs and bringing every dip out to the eye. You had gotten a complete wax about a week and a half ago, and wanted to show off to your loving Eijirou, especially since he never had anything but compliments to give you.

The air in the room is still and silent as you clip the back of your bra, breathing steadily and trying to assure yourself that Eijirou will love this, but a lingering doubt creeps in the back of your mind.

Supple breasts are pushed up and accentuated with a red bralette, giving you just enough support to make your boobs look porn-worthy, and belatedly you look at yourself in the full length mirror, admiring yourself and adjusting your makeup.

Painted nails tousle long, thick hair and the second you hear keys rattling at the front door, you rush to cover up with his favourite dressing gown, not even bothering to tie it in favour of holding it in place before you hesitantly open the bedroom door, greeting him in the hallway.

He gives you his shark-toothed grin as he closes the front door behind him, slipping his shoes off so that he can give you a kiss and hold you like he always does.

He's warm, and you always miss the feeling of being wrapped in his bear hug as he cuddles you, slipping his hands to your hips and rubbing his thumbs over the fluffy fabric of his dressing gown.

"Comfy, I see?"

He teases you, pressing his lips to your cheek and then your mouth as you take in the scent of his cologne. It's your favourite smell.

"Hmm- very..."

The questioning raise of his eyebrow at your suggestive tone goes ignored as you ask him how his day has been, but of course you know already considering that you keep in contact with him regularly during the day.

"Well, it was alright but- ah- the crime rate has really gone down so the past few days have just been boring paperwork!-..."

You give him a sympathetic smile as he complains, but he just sounds so whiny you can't stop yourself from laughing quietly.

By now it's getting dark outside, and as you kiss his cheek and place a ghost of a peck on his lips, leaving him leaning forward for more to no avail, you speak with a sultry but still playful voice, lowering it to just above a whisper.

"Aw, well maybe you can do something more exciting with me~"

He watches, mesmerized by your lips and the mascara that paints your lashes, and he's just about to respond when you drop the dressing gown, exposing the lingerie to him. His eyes trail up your thighs and the frilly, red lace that clings to it, over the thong and your hourglass figure, and up to your tits.

The redhead practically salivates, and it takes almost a minute for his horny brain to actually boot back up as he realizes that you're still in the hallway. His eyes darken and his muscles ripple in ways that has you soaking in his arms when he sweeps you away to the bedroom.

"Fuck, baby. Is all this just for me?"

You're helpless to stop the needy moan that escapes you as you look into his hungry expression, his pupils blown and his tongue darting out to lick at his lips.

"All for you, babe..."

He groans loudly and grinds his rock hard erection against your hips, dry humping you to get just an ounce of relief. Pretty red eyebrows furrow and his eyes scrunch shut, but once he's frustrated himself enough his pants are torn off with hardened fingers. Your arms wrap around his neck as you try to ground yourself, and while Kirishima rummages through the drawer for lube and a condom he practically whines like a dog until they're in his clutches.

Suddenly, your panties are pushed aside and cold liquid drenches your cunt, making your thighs spasm as your head shoots down to look at what he's doing. It's not much use anyway, though, because the very next second your eyes are rolling to the back of your head as your husband abuses your poor clit, already driving you close to your first orgasm.

He's a real animal when he's horny, it's like a switch flicks in his brain and he's suddenly pouncing on you, ravaging you and fucking you like a bunny. He barely speaks, only gifting you with throaty moans and cries that he only ever tried to hide during your first time.

Warm fingers are pressed inside of you, curling upwards to get a reaction out of you, drawing wails and gasps from your throat until he's got his cock lined up with you. The condom is brought to his lips and he tears it open, rolling it on one-handed with relative ease because he's done it so many times before, and you can't even take a little break to catch your breath because Kirishima's already roughly fucking you. One hand holds the back of your head and the other is comfortable on your ass, squeezing and kneading while strong hip bones bruise your legs, hips posting in and out of you.

It takes all you have to delay your orgasm but inevitably you fail, spasming and clenching around his cock and feeling him shiver in response, a high pitched cry piercing the air while little drops of your juices trickle onto the bed and down Eijirou's thick thighs.

Maybe you'll save lingerie for the special occasions then, because you can definitely feel him bruising what feels like your cervix.

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