Spooky Encounter || Kirishima X F!Reader

Spooky Encounter || Kirishima x f!Reader

Summary: Kirishima and you made the decision to explore an eerie, abandoned mansion, well-known for its haunted reputation

Warnings: None

Word count: 1421

Author: Bear

Kirishima Eijiro, the tough and sturdy hero from Class 1-A at U.A. High School, had always been a guy who loved a good challenge. Kirishima and his girlfriend were eagerly anticipating Halloween. You decided to spend the evening exploring an abandoned mansion that had long been rumored to be haunted. The dilapidated structure was said to have a dark and eerie history, which made it the perfect setting for a spooky adventure. As the sun dipped below the horizon and the moon began to cast eerie shadows on the mansion, Kirishima and his girlfriend, Y/N, arrived at the foreboding place. You approached the decrepit entrance, vines and thorns curling around the wrought-iron gate. Kirishima, always the fearless one, flashed a grin and said, "Ready for a spooky adventure, Y/N?"

You nodded, your heart pounding with excitement and a hint of trepidation. The rusty gate creaked open, and you ventured into the dark property.

As they stepped through the gate, Kirishima couldn't help but notice how the wind seemed to whisper in eerie voices. The old mansion's windows were shattered, and the overgrown garden was filled with skeletal, leafless trees. Cobwebs adorned the dilapidated entrance, and the air was heavy with the scent of decay.

"Kirishima, this place is seriously creepy," you whispered, rubbing your shoulders. Kirishima, trying to appear brave, put his arm around you and reassured you, "Don't worry, I'm here to protect you, babe. It's all for fun. Plus Ultra, right?"

Inside, the atmosphere was even more foreboding. Cobwebs hung from the ceiling inside as well, and the wooden floorboards creaked beneath your feet. It was as if the house itself groaned in agony.

You led the way, a small flashlight guiding your path. The dim, flickering light created eerie shapes that seemed to come to life.

"Why did I agree to this?" Kirishima muttered under his breath. He couldn't help but grip his girlfriend's arm a little tighter.

The couple explored room after room, their hearts racing at every unexpected sound. It was in a dusty, cobweb-covered library that you made your first chilling discovery. A book lay open on a lectern, its pages filled with strange symbols.

You picked it up, your eyes alight with curiosity. "This is amazing!" you exclaimed. "I wonder what it says, I don't know ancient Japanese unfortunately..."

Kirishima, being a protective and loyal boyfriend, couldn't let you dive into the unknown alone. He scanned the pages, his crimson eyes catching a passage that sent a chill down his spine. "The souls of the damned haunt this place, seeking release. To banish them, one must sacrifice something of great value," Kirishima read aloud.

The words hung in the air, and the room suddenly felt colder. Your eyes widened, and you looked at Kirishima with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. "Do you think it's true?" you whispered.

Kirishima, although typically the fearless one, felt a lump in his throat. He was a hero who had faced villains, but this was something entirely different.

The realization that the abandoned mansion might hold something more than a simple spooky adventure began to sink in. Kirishima and you exchanged uneasy glances, their flashlights casting eerie shadows on the old library's walls.

"You don't think we stumbled upon something supernatural, do you?" you asked, your voice shaking slightly.

Kirishima took a deep breath and squared his shoulders, determined to protect his girlfriend. "I'm not sure, Y/N, but let's be cautious. If there's something here, we'll face it together."

With that resolve, you decided to continue your exploration of the mansion, keeping the mysterious book with you. As you ventured further into the dilapidated building, the air grew colder, and you could hear faint whispers again, like faint echoes from a distant time. The oppressive atmosphere weighed on you as you descended deeper into the darkness.

In one room, you discovered a dusty portrait hanging crookedly on the wall. It depicted a family from another era, their faces etched with sorrow. The longer Kirishima and you stared at it, the more you felt like the eyes in the painting were following your every move.

"We should get out of here," you suggested, unnerved by the strange sensation.

Kirishima nodded, but just as you turned to leave, the door slammed shut with a deafening, echoing thud. Panic surged through you both as you realized you were trapped. Kirishima tried to open the door but unfortunately, the doorknob stayed in his hand. "We need to find another way out," Kirishima said, his voice steady despite the mounting fear. He led you to other door in the room, and using them you went out on another long, narrow corridor.

You continued through the mansion, trying doors, but each one led to a new disturbing discovery. In one room, you found a collection of old dolls, their lifeless eyes staring blankly into the abyss. In another, you stumbled upon a room filled with forgotten letters, each one chronicling the tragic history of the mansion's former occupants.

As you explored deeper into the mansion, seeking the exit, the whispers grew louder, forming words that sounded like cries for help.

"Dark and cold...."

"Bastard!"

"No peace...."

Kirishima and you could feel a presence around you, a force that seemed to feed on your fear.

Your flashlight beams fell on a narrow staircase leading to the basement. Hesitant but driven by the need to escape, you descended into the darkness. The basement was even colder, and your breaths turned to mist in the air.

Suddenly, you came upon a room filled with chains and shackles, remnants of a dark history that sent shivers down your spines. In the center of the room, you found a peculiar-looking stone altar, and next to it, a small, ancient-looking box.

You reached for the box, your hand trembling. "This must be what the book was talking about. The sacrifice."

Before you could open the box, the room's temperature dropped drastically, and you heard a mournful wail, echoing through the basement. A spectral figure began to materialize in front of you, its presence dark and malevolent.

Panicking, Kirishima and you realized that, in some way, you had awakened something ancient and vengeful. The ghostly figure reached out toward you, and in that moment, Kirishima knew he had to act.

With a determined expression, Kirishima pushed you behind him, shielding you from the ghostly entity. "We can't let it consume us, Y/N. Whatever this thing is, it's our greatest challenge yet!!"

You nodded, your fear replaced by determination. You opened the box after some struggles, revealing an old, golden key inside. With it, you managed to unlock the shackles in the room, and as you did, the ghostly figure's form began to waver.

With a final, powerful blast of courage, you used the key to unbind the spirits trapped in the mansion, releasing them from their torment. As the ghostly figure dissipated into the shadows, leaving behind an eerie silence, a wave of relief washed over Kirishima and you. But at the same time, the adrenaline and fear that had been coursing through your veins caught up with you. Trembling, your shoulders slumped, and tears welled up in your eyes.

"It's okay, Y/N," he whispered, his voice filled with genuine concern. "You're safe now. I've got you, and we're getting out of here."

His soothing words and the strength of his hug began to calm your racing heart. You clung to him, allowing the fear and anxiety to ebb away as he held you close. In Kirishima's arms, you felt protected and loved, and that was all you needed at this moment of vulnerability.

As your sobs slowly subsided, Kirishima continued to hold you, his touch a source of strength and comfort. He didn't rush you or push you to speak; he simply held you close, allowing you the time to process the intense emotions. "Whatever it was, it's gone. Don't worry, babe."

The oppressive atmosphere began to lift, and the whispers faded away. The mansion, once so foreboding, seemed to sigh with relief.

Kirishima and you knew you had faced a truly supernatural challenge and come through it together. You exited the mansion, hand in hand, knowing that your bond had grown stronger through this spine-chilling Halloween adventure.

As you stepped out into the cool night, you couldn't help but share a relieved and affectionate smile. You might have uncovered a dark secret, but you had also proven that love and courage could conquer even the most haunted of places.

From below || Sae Itoshi x f!reader

Summary: You assist your boyfriend Sae in reloading his frustration, and in doing so, you earn a delectable reward

Warnings: oral sex, aged up Sae

Word count: 800

Authors: Bear

A/N: Here is another contribution for Kinktober '23 Collaboration. My prompt was: oral sex

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When he was free from grueling football training sessions, Sae relished the opportunity to unwind by indulging in some gaming sessions with his friends.

Sae's frustration manifested as a low growl that rumbled in his throat, his grip on the mouse tightening as he stared at the screen of his online survival game, where the dreaded words "Mission failed" taunted him mercilessly. The virtual setback only served to stoke the flames of his annoyance.

You knew exactly how to soothe his frustration, so you started to casually come closer, preparing to intervene. You found it rather uncomfortable when Sae became angry. You had a preference for his calm demeanor, as opposed to the use of strong language and intense emotions.

In a fit of irritation, Sae slammed his hands down on the desk, unleashing a torrent of curses directed at both his fellow players and the game itself. It was then that you decided to make your presence known, gently kneeling beside him. His scowl gradually transformed into a frown as he looked down at you, his eyes shifting between your enticing presence and the PC screen demanding his focus.

"What do you want, baby? M' busy," Sae muttered, his voice a mixture of annoyance and curiosity.

With a sultry tone, you expressed your desire, "I want something in my mouth, please?" You knew that the best way to make him calmer was to suck his dick.

His response was a dark chuckle as he considered your proposition. "Suck me good, and I'll give you a reward for that, princess," he replied, rising from his seat to undo his jeans, which brought his boxers along with them.

Nodding, you tugged at them until they were sitting around his thighs as you adjusted yourself, leaning forward.

His cock stood proudly erect, a vivid shade of red. Beads of precum glistened at the tip, a sight that never failed to make your mouth water. He possessed a truly beautiful cck, one that was just perfect for the kind of intimate attention you were about to bestow upon it. You couldn't resist poking your tongue out, delivering delicate kitten-like licks along his length. Your thighs involuntarily clenched as you savored the taste.

With a desire to please, you opened your mouth a little wider, welcoming the cockhead into your warm, wet embrace. The slightly salty tang of his pre-cum didn't deter you in the slightest. Your tongue danced over his slit, causing him to groan and shift in his chair.

"Fuck, baby, more or you don't get your reward," he groaned, his hand reaching down to gently pet your head.

His neediness elicited a soft giggle from you as you eagerly descended towards the base of his cock, your head bobbing up and down in a rhythm of desire and submission. The room was filled with the sounds of your eager slurping.

His fingers threaded through your hair, exerting gentle pressure as he emitted throaty groans of encouragement from above. It was a silent plea, urging you to take him even deeper.

You complied, pushing down on his cock, allowing it to slide farther into the depths of your throat, a sensation that made you gag ever so slightly.

“Nghhh, just like that, fuck, doing so g-good, baby” Sae breathed out as you looked from under your false lashes as he threw his head back in ecstasy.

Your groans vibrated around his twitching cock, the sensations overwhelming as he fervently praised you, "Fuck, baby, you're fucking me so good, my sweet, obedient girl."

In response to his words, your hand descended from his thigh, firmly taking hold of his full, needy balls. His response was an unabashed whine, so intense that you were certain the neighbors could hear him. The mere thought of the audacity of your escapade sent a dizzying rush of excitement through you. You were sucking harder on Sae’s cock as you massage his heavy, cum-filled balls. You were aching to have a taste of his semen.

Your tongue continued its tantalizing dance around the sensitive head of his cock, and Sae's breath hitched as he stuttered out a small, breathless declaration, "M' gonna cum." The anticipation built as you felt the precum ooze into your mouth, and your lips slid down his shaft.

Sae couldn't contain his desire any longer. He rolled his head back, and his cock twitched before releasing hot spurts of cum into your eager mouth. "Swallow," he groaned, his voice husky with satisfaction, as he rode out the waves of his climax. "Fucking good girl, you did so amazing for me," he praised, a deep sense of appreciation in his words.

As he reclined back in his chair, he created some space for you to rise from the ground. His tone softened as he beckoned you closer, patting his lap invitingly. "C'mere," he whispered, a tone reserved just for you. "I think it's my time to repay."

Warnings: smut w/o plot, master kink, blindfold, leash, oral (m & f receiving), anal fingering, dirty talk, fem!reader

Synopsis: Sukuna takes immense pleasure in indulging in playful interactions with his beloved human plaything

Author: @doumadono A/N: Here is my latest contribution to our Kinktober '23 Collaboration. I sincerely hope that you derive great enjoyment from it. Today’s prompt: leash

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From the shadows, a chill embraces your skin as a cold piece of leather gracefully encircles your neck. The whispered command reaches your ears, coaxing a mischievous smile to dance upon your lips, “Rule #1, human whore.” 

Swiftly, you shed your shirt and pants, casting aside the last remnants of your modesty, baring your form to the world.

Rule #1 - when the collar graces your neck, your garments yield to the ground.

Kneeling obediently, wrists offered to the sides, you await the embrace of leather cuffs, ready to submit to their firm hold.

Sukuna's presence envelopes you as he slides the cuffs into place, and you offer gratitude, your voice hushed, "Thank you, Sukuna.”

Yet, without warning, searing pain surges across your right cheek. The command tears through the air, a stark reminder of your transgression. “Rule #2!” Sukuna yells.

“Rule #2 - Sukuna does not exist at the same time the collar does. When the collar is on, you will be referred to him as Master. Anything else is grounds for punishment,” you recite.

"You see, Y/N? You can be a good slave, you just need to want it," he utters, his satisfaction evident more in the comprehension of his dominion than in any delight derived from your presence. With deliberate care, he adorns your ankles in leather cuffs, issuing the decree for you to rise.

You comply, pivoting to face him, your first true glimpse of him since a long time. Clad in naught but snug boxers, he exposed his entirety to any observer's prying eyes. Almost instinctively, you found yourself tallying his chiseled abdominal muscles within the recesses of your mind.

He reaches behind him, and he retrieves a leash, fastening it securely to your leather collar. A rough tug guides you into his sanctum, where a peculiar sight, previously unnoticed, now beckons – a suspended chain descends from the ceiling.

"Hands aloft, my sweet human slut," Sukuna decrees.

You oblige without hesitation, your cuffs attaching to the suspended chain. This, you cherished the most – the segment he referred to as playtime, where you metamorphosed into a pliable puppet, surrendered wholly to his unrestrained whims.

Sukuna's lips descend upon your neck, igniting an exquisite symphony of sensations that ripples through your body. Each kiss is a tantalizing promise, and you can't suppress the instinctive squirm of excitement that coursed through you. His path of seduction continues, a slow, deliberate journey down your chest, where his lips pauses, lingering temptingly over your aroused nipples.

The world around you seems to fade into insignificance as Sukuna traces his way further south, his kisses setting your skin ablaze with longing. Finally, his destination is reached, and his lips meet your slick, aching core. With a deft touch, he kisses around it while firmly grasping the plush flesh of your ass, sending waves of pleasure through you. A languorous, teasing lick up your slit follows, culminating in an intoxicating kiss on your clitoris before he withdraws, leaving you craving more.

Sukuna's chuckle, a wicked melody, pierces the air as he circles around you, positioning himself near your ass. Without warning, his skilled fingers find their way into your tight asshole, eliciting a gasp of pure pleasure from your trembling lips. He works his calloused fingers in and out of you, watching you scream just for him. 

Soon, Sukuna rises, and a blindfold descendes over your eyes, shrouding your senses in anticipation. "My master," you whisper. “You’re so good to me, master.”

The subtle sound of clips being undone from above reverberates in your ears, a signal for you to lower your arms. Eagerly, you comply, yearning to be bound, to surrender completely to Sukuna's mastery. 

He clips your wrists together, and you instinctively place them before you, tantalizing thoughts of self-indulgence dancing through your mind.

But Sukuna, ever the master of your desires, anticipates your thoughts with an air of authority. "If you even try to play with that little cunt of yours," he warns, "expect punishment." His grip on your leash tightens, and he guides you, blinded by the fabric that concealed your vision, to what you can only surmise as his throne.

A sharp slap on your exposed ass commands you to kneel. Sukuna's dominance is an intoxicating elixir, and as you kneel before him, you can't help but long for the thrilling journey that lay ahead.

With an eager grin, your anticipation heightens as you know exactly what's about to unfold. 

Sukuna's hand gently but firmly guides the back of your head, directing your lips towards his massive dick. His physique is undoubtedly impressive, but it's his imposing cock that stands out as his most remarkable physical attribute, in your opinion.

As your lips make contact with the warm, throbbing head of his member, an immediate surge of desire courses through you, and you moan. The salty taste of pre-cum teases your senses, and you embark on the tantalizing journey, taking his length into your mouth inch by inch. With each passing moment, you feel the throbbing presence, stopping at about halfway when it grazes the back of your throat. You've never quite managed to take the entirety of him before, but tonight feels different — it's a night of potential conquest.

Sukuna maintains a steady pressure on your head as you draw in a deep breath through your nose, preparing for the daring plunge that lies ahead. As his pulsating cock advances deeper, you begin to feel a sensation of lightheadedness creeping in. Lost in the intense moment, you lose track of how far you've come, your singular focus on taking even more of him inside. 

Suddenly, the sensation of his skin brushing against the tip of your nose snaps you out of your passionate trance. Gasping for much-needed air, you peel your head away from his length, a triumphant grin playing upon your lips, drool dripping down on your tits - you've achieved what you set out to do!

You can feel the undeniable assurance that he relishes the upward pull of your leash, a silent affirmation of his desire. As you rise to your feet, you're swiftly guided onto his regal throne, your body effortlessly placed there. Your legs find themselves hoisted upward, draped over his robust, sinewy shoulders, and the sultry sound of his grunts fills your ears. Without any warning, he shoves his dick in your pussy, and you let out a shout. "Fuck, master, harder!" You somehow manage to get out in one quick breath before returning to moaning.

He grabs your leash and uses it as leverage as he pumps his massive shaft into you. Sukuna begins going faster and you are in complete ecstasy, barely able to stop squealing to breathe. His balls slap against your cunt, wet noises fill the room.

You feel him pull out of your cunny. With a tug of the leash, Sukuna forces you back on your knees. “Open your filthy mouth, bitch,” he orders. Hs dick is placed in your mouth. you barely give it a lick before his huge load shoots into your mouth, some of it dribbling out of the corners of your mouth. You swallow all you can, licking your lips after.

"Good slut," Skuna says, clearly satisfied. He slips one of his hands between your parted thighs to rub fast circles on your swollen clitoris. He then pulls the blindfold off of you and you grin up at him shyly. Sukuna's voice drips with approval as he can’t help but wear a sly, mischievous grin. "Impressive work, my obedient slave. You've truly outdone yourself. Well done fulfilling Rule #3.”

Rule #3 - ensure the master's desires are consistently satisfied.

Take things slow || Shigaraki Tomura x fem!Reader

Summary: being in particularly good mood, Shigaraki chose to take it slow with you

Warnings: smut (unprotected p in v), creampie, spit kink, degradation, praise kink, breeding kink, mentions of knife play, mentions of blood, squirting, choking

Word count: 700

Author: Bear 

A/N: this marks my debut in the Kinktober '23 Collab event, and I sincerely hope you enjoy it! Today's prompt is: Creampie.

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"You look so cute milking my fucking cock like that's the only thing you know how to do, huh, whore?" His voice, despite the degradation in his words, carried a softness that sent shivers through your body. 

Your pussy clenched around his cock, responding eagerly to his words.

Tonight was unusual, a departure from Shigaraki's usual roughness. Shigaraki's unusually good mood that day led to him being more willing to handle things with a touch of gentleness when it came to you. He had chosen to go slow with you, savoring every inch of your beautiful, sexy body. He wanted to watch you squirm with every touch, every deep thrust of his cock in your tightness.

Tears streamed down your cheeks, sweat glistened on your forehead and temples, making you look even more enticing. You wanted to respond, but you couldn't. 

His hand gripped your throat tightly. His thrusts were unhurried but profound. The wet, rhythmic sounds of your tight pussy being filled with his length echoed in the room. It was a mixture of slight pain and intense pleasure, an intoxicating sensation that had you addicted. For these reasons and a thousand more, leaving him was simply impossible.

"I could do some art with a knife, writing my initials on your beautiful thighs," he whispered against your ear, his breath sending shivers down your spine; he then nipped at your earlobe. "So exciting, I could lick them clean of your blood." His voice dripped with desire as he continued his sensual exploration. "Cum for me again, whore."

"I-I don't think I can, master," your voice quivered, and you could hardly believe the number of times you had reached the peak of pleasure already; you were always surprised by the stamina that Tomura had in bed.

"I damn well know you can, slut," he encouraged you, his hand still firmly gripping your throat. Shigaraki took advantage of your open mouth, collecting some of his saliva and, with an audacious sound, spat it into your waiting mouth. The droplet landed at the tip of your tongue, and without hesitation, you swallowed it down. Shigaraki's chest swelled with pride, and as a reward, he spat again, this time right onto your already slick clit. He couldn't conceal the smirk that spread across his face when he saw the droplet sliding down your folds, reaching the point where your bodies were connected. "I know you can, because you're your master's good pet."

By then, his thrusts had become delightfully sloppy, and with each one, he released a mix of compliments and degrading words into your ear. A knot was forming deep within you, signaling the approach of a new orgasm. Your moans revealed your desire, as did the way you clung to his throbbing dick, unwilling to let go. 

"Come on, doll. Make your master proud," Shigaraki snarled, and a few more intense thrusts were all it took to push you over the edge. This time, though, it was different. Your essence surged from your core, splashing between your thighs and wetting Shigaraki's abdomen and the bed. You could see, even with your eyes half closed, a wry grin on his face.

Shigaraki relentlessly pistoned into your eager pussy, his determination clear as he aimed to reach his own climax. In just a matter of minutes, he gripped your waist firmly, holding you in place as he released deep inside you. Afterward, he withdrew to savor the sight of the copious amount of semen mingling with your own fluids, all dripping from your entrance. You groaned when you felt two fingers enter your pussy. Tomura just wanted everything to stay inside and not waste any of his cum. A single thought that in a few months he might see you round with his child and your breasts full of milk for the baby made him want to fill you full of his cum until you can't take it anymore. "Goddamn. You’re my good slut," he whispered on your lips, giving you a soft kiss. 

Exhausted, you closed your eyes, every slight touch sending shivers down your spine as your body was still overstimulated. "Only for you, my master," you whispered, your lips barely parting.

I Want To Be A YouTuber || Venom & Eddie Brock drabble

Summary: In response to Venom's demands, Eddie creates a YouTube channel

Warnings: none, just Venom being insistent 😁

Word count: 1067

Authors: Cass & Rouge

Although Venom was persistent, he was the only one who persuaded Eddie Brock to do dumb things. Eddie always listened to Venom primarily to make him shut his mouth and hush him; it never lasted more than a few minutes. Eddie was this time persuaded by Venom to start a YouTube channel.

Venom exhorted Eddie, "We're unusual! Take us to the world. We'll be famous like Kim Kardashian!"

Eddie finally agreed to Venom's idea after almost two weeks. "I can't believe we are doing this..." Eddie muttered as he set up the camera and the background. The youtubers he saw all had nice backgrounds. "I am really unsure about this, V... What are we even gonna record?"

"You must introduce yourself, punk," Venom instructed firmly and loudly. "You must explain who you are and why you are opening the channel," symbiote responded. You wanna get some pussies? Don't get in front of the camera with that stupid grin of yours. You have to present like a cool, bad guy. Girls like bad boys. Say something like ‘Yo, I'm Eddie Brock and I've gotta show you what I got after that fucking meteor hit our planet’, yeah?" Venom joked. "Like cool banditos, yeah?" Symbiote advised. “We’ll be recording us. We’re cool, yeah?”

"There's no way I know how, but I'm gonna say you watch too much YouTube," Eddie pointed out.

As Eddie sat in front of the camera, he turned it on and began recording. "Hello! I'm Eddie, and welcome to my channel! Many of you may wonder why I have a channel, but I'm special in some way since I have this little buddy," Eddie said as he tapped his shoulder.

Out of nowhere, Venom appeared, grinning to the camera and licking his fangs. "Hello there, punks, I'm Venom and I'd love to meet you all, especially your lungs, brains and livers. But that's a story for another time. In today's episode, we're going to demonstrate our awesome abilities by eating bad guys."

Eddie glared at the symbiote. "Venom... Really? You can't be that aggressive. We need to be nice and likable so people will watch us."

"Don't worry, we know our role," Venom reminded and his tone softened. "So once again, we are soft Symbiotes, we came from outer space and we're happy we found him," Venom said, pointing his head to Eddie. "He's a dumbass, but we love him."

As Eddie hugged Venom, he said, "He is an asshole, but I love him so much. He can be rude, but he is a great friend."

Venom's head was petted; Eddie earned a low grunt of happiness from the symbiote.

"I hope you'll enjoy our channel and whatever we do here," Eddie added, smiling to the camera.

As Venom licked Eddie's cheek, he added, "We'll prank people in public."

"I don't think this will be possible, V. I have a job, I can't run around and prank people then upload them on the internet," Eddie said, turning off the camera. "Now I just have to edit it and it will be ready to be posted on our YouTube channel."

In response, Venom nuzzled Eddie and added, "Edit it as soon as possible."

Eddie nodded, "I'll deal with this now. I have nothing better to do," he grabbed his camera and walked to his computer.

Venom asked, "Can you give us that delicious cheese you have in the fridge first, punk?"

"I'd appreciate it if you left me something to eat, too," Eddie gave Venom a careful glance.

In order to get his cheese, Venom disconnected from Eddie and crawled to the fridge

The camera was connected to Eddie's computer when he commented, "You look funny, V." As he waited for Venom to return, he began editing the video.

After gliding back to Eddie, Venom climbed onto his back.

Eddie petting Venom's head asked, "Are you happy now? I am almost done."

Venom held a piece of cheese in his paws and chewed it. “Eddie, you edit it? We'd like to see it. And yes, it's fine now. Cheese was tasty."

"Yes. I am done," Brock presented the video to Venom.

Venom's white eyes widened as he exclaimed, "We can upload it! Look, Eddie, we look like a top model. I meant us, not you, but you do look great too. Upload, upload!"

Eddie laughed, "Yes, we do look like Top Model." He quickly uploaded the video. "Let's go eat something now. We will check the reactions tomorrow morning."

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The next morning Venom awoke as first, although this time he was disconnected from Eddie. He was still nuzzling the man's shoulder. "Eddie, get up, get up. It's morning! We have to check reactions!" Symbiote licked Eddie's cheek as soon as he opened his eyes.

As Eddie sat up and rubbed his eyes, he murmured, "Wait... Wait... Just let me wake up." In a few minutes, Brock got up from bed and opened his laptop, sluggishly turning it on.

"C'mon, punk, we can't wait!"

Eddie yawned and opened the page with their video, then scrolled through the comments at the bottom.

Venom stared at the man, asking, "What, and what, do they think we're ready to start yet?!"

Eddie muttered, "Well... The comments aren't really nice... Read them yourself, V."

As Venom read, he became more enraged. “What a nasty, fucking shits. Can we eat them?!"

"No, Venom, just forget about this idea, and let's stick to the newspaper," Eddie sighed.

"No, no, no. We've got to eat them. We've got to eat those fuckers," Venom claimed, showing his fangs.

"No, Venom. We only eat bad guys, not people who dislike us."

"When they don't like us, that means they're mean. That's what makes them haters. Haters are bad people so we can eat them," Venom concluded after a few longer moments.

Eddie sighed and petted Venom's head as he said, "It's not always like that. Maybe they're right. It's not our thing."

With an angry voice, Venom said, "But we love you and you did a great job, Eddie."

"Let's eat something tasty, shall we?" Brock suggested, trying to get Venom's attention away from YouTube.

"Yes," Venom replied, wrapping his arms around Eddie. "We love you."

Getting up from the chair, Eddie said, "I know, Venom. Let's go to your favorite place and order whatever you want."

Venom grinned widely. "Yes, that's a very clever idea."

Cure for Cramps || Bakugo Katsuki x fem!reader

Warnings: smut (unprotected p in v), period & period blood, creampie, aged up Bakugo!

Synopsis: A little bit of blood isn't much of a problem for him.

Author: Cass

A/N: Welcome to another day of Kinktober '23 Collaboration! Today's prompt: Period sex

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Bakugo caught you by surprise, wrapping his arms around your waist and locking you against his chest. You could tell he was frustrated after another difficult day at work, not to mention you saw everything on the TV.

"Finally, I'm fucking home," he muttered, nuzzling your shoulder. Bakugo was really pent up and he needed his princess to help him with that.

You stiffened, feeling his hands sneak right under your shirt. "W-Wait, wait, wait, Kats! Not today." Turning in his arms, you gave him an awkward smile as an apology.

Katsuki frowned, looking right at you. "And why the hell is that, huh?"

"Well...," you shrugged. "I am on my period, so we need to wait a few days."

Instead of the pissed-off expression you expected, you saw a wicked smile on his face. "You're kidding me, right? You think I am scared or disgusted by a bit of blood."

You blinked, and suddenly he lifted you up, throwing you over his shoulder.

The next moment, you were placed on the bed with Bakugo hovering over you. He growled softly and kissed you, soon moving his kisses to your neck, then down your chest until he reached your belly, still covered by your shirt.

"Kats... Are you sure about this? Isn't it gross?" you asked, watching him lick his lips while removing his shirt. Like a good girl, you followed, doing exactly the same.

"I don't mind a bit of blood, and I really need you today, princess," he sighed heavily, getting rid of your pants and tossing them over his shoulder. "Besides, I heard it's a good way to help with cramps."

You felt so embarrassed by it and sat up to kiss him deeply as a distraction while you got rid of your panties.

Bakugo took off his pants together with his boxers, revealing his hard cock. "My pretty princess, I missed you so damn much today."

It still felt a little wrong and dirty, but the sight of his cock and the way he flicked your clit quickly made you forget all about this. You simply wanted your man.

He chuckled looking at your already dreamy look as he grasped his cock and slammed into you, groaning from the odd yet pleasurable feeling.

You let out a moan immediately reaching for him.

Katsuki looked between your bodies to the place the two of you were connected, his cock slowly moving in and out of you. Shaft covered in some of your blood; the sight that should disgust some only turned him on even more. He reached for your hands, intervening his fingers with yours and pushing them down to the bed as he started to fuck you even harder.

"F-Fuck... Katsuki! This feels so good," you moaned at the amazing feeling. Your sensitive walls squeezed him so nicely. Even if you felt cramps before you were sure cramps will be no more.

"Yeah? You like that, huh? You love when I fuck you like a bloody whore you are, huh?! Say it!”

You whined as his words sent the shiver of emotions down your body, right to your core.

"Look at you. My dirt whole, letting me fuck you just like this. Smearing the blood all over my cock," he taunted, thrusting even harder but soon you could feel those thrusts growing a bit erratic. It was obvious he was close himself. "C'mon. Be a good, dirty whore and cum with me," Bakugo muttered, rubbing your clit.

You whined. His words and cock abusing your sensitive walls pushed you over the edge. You came arching your back as he filled you with his cum. 

"Look at you. Such a messy whore," Katsuki chuckled, pulling out and admiring the mix of fluids dripping out of you.

"I... I should clean up," you gasped while sitting up.

Bakugo only gave you a wicked smile. "I am not done with you yet but I feel generous enough to move this to shower."

And just like this you were taken right to the bathroom. This would be a long night.