I Find Denji Adorable, This Is True Vanilla Sex Mix With A Little Kink... 🍻🍺🍸🐾🍹

I'm a fan of my adventures of Superman, they made Clark a cute hunk and I sort of dislike this version of Louse Lane...🛎️📆📅🗓️⏰

Farmer!Clark Kent

Farmer!Clark Kent who moves back to Smallville after he retires from being a reporter. He's a bit older now (40-45), and he has a few grays coming in but it's okay because he just wants to work on the farm with animals.

Farmer!Clark Kent who is immediately taken by his new neighbor who bought the farmland next to his parents a few years ago. She's about fifteen years younger than him but he can't help but drool when she comes by in her daisy dukes with her thighs out to deliver a pie to welcome him back to Smallville.

Farmer!Clark Kent who works on the farm shirtless just in case she comes over or happens to drive by. One day she calls him over because her sink gets clogged and she needs help because no plumbers will come out this far.

Farmer!Clark Kent who was fully expecting to work on a sink, he came in in his wrangler jeans and his flannel with a baseball cap on. He was pleasantly surprised to see her only in silk shorts and a thin tank top. He decided right then that the sink wouldn't be fixed.

Farmer!Clark Kent who swears up and down that Ma and Pa kent raied him to be a fucking gentlemen but he loses all his control when seeing her. That's how he ends up fucking her against her couch in the living room. He promises that he'll take her on a proper date after this.

Farmer!Clark Kent who is glad that his farm is so secluded because that means he could fuck her outside and no one would even know. At this point, he's had her in the barn, the hay bales, and in the tractor. He promises her that he'll give her some babies to help keep the farm going.

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THRONE (FAE KING BAKUGOU X READER)

18+, MINORS DNI, ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+.

Warnings: breeding, baby fever bakugou?, non con (kinda)- dubcon, exhibitionism, unprotected seggs (don't let the pole near the hole of its not wrapped kiddos)

Fae king bakugou who hasn't had a woman in so long, not finding any of those fae ladies who throw themselves at him at all appealing.

You a silly human who just so happened to step through the barrier to the fae world and is immediately caught by the King's guards and taken to the Palace.

'Sir we found this one wandering at the border'

'Thank you general kirishima, leave the human with me, I will deal with them accordingly'

He just loved the look of you, your soft h/c hair and e/c eyes, the curve of your hips and the way your stomach slightly bulged over your pants. Ahh yes, you were perfect to carry his heir, after all he was getting older fae don't live forever he would need a child to take over one they come of age and a pretty little queen to keep giving him kids.

Before you can even get a word out and apologising for accidentally crossing the magical border between your worlds, you're over his throne, ass up with him balls deep in your pussy.

'Fuck baby so tight' he groans as he snaps his hips into yours at a brutal pace, his balls smacking your clit everytime he thrusts.

'F-ffuckkkkkk' you cry whilst being split open on his cock, so cockdrunk that you forget just how you ended up in this situation in the first place.

All of a sudden he speeds up, he grabs your hair and brings you up so your back is flush with his chest.

"Gonna make such a pretty wife... gimme lots of babies huh? You want that? Wan me to breed this pussy so hard that all you ever think about is me fucking my kids into you yeah?" He licks the sweat that's collected on your neck and pants into your ear like a dog.

You whine in response to his question and thrust your hips back in attempt to keep up with his ungodly pace.

"Need words baby, tell me what you want" his hand circles your neck as you tip back your head nearing closer to your end.

"Fuck baku- bakugou, wan your babies please, wan em so much plea-" a particularly hard thrust has you Cummings around him with a cry, his pace not slowing now only with his end in mind.

"Please what? Tell me what you want baby" you turn your head as you feel his thrusts becoming sloppy.

"Cum inside me... please bakugou. Cum for me" you meet his lips in a searing kiss as he finally let's go and floods your womb with his cum.

He picks you up, still connected and moved back to sit on his throne with you still naked on his lap. Your mixed release dripping from your folds and onto his throne, that you look at in amazement.

"You like it?" He questions gesturing to the throne, "ill have you one made, we can put it right next to mine"

"What?" You look at him puzzled and shuffle to get more comfortable as he sits inside of you. "Why would you do that?"

"Well my queen's going to need her own throne... and when our children are old enough we can have more made to line the Isle with" he grins slightly at the thought of it.

"Children )!?!?! Queen!?" You look back shocked as he smiles at you, his eyes shinning.

"Oh yes, our children will be beautiful" he gently grabs your chin and brings you in for a kiss. "And what a wonderful queen you'll be".

Kirishima watching them fuck thru the crack in the door fitting his cock... bakugou ofc knows he's there, it's always more fun with an audience.

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And We’ll Always Be Royal

          I was reading some of @miraculous-of-salt​ fics and really got inspired to create something of my own.  Inspired by a pairing I adore when ever they write about them. I don’t think I ever really focused just on this pairing before so I decided to give it a sjot. There is a lot of salt ahead for the usally people, and Adrien.

  Marinette hadn’t been least bit surprised when showed up at her locker. She eventually, sooner or later, he’d show. He was biding his time, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. The devil always has his day, as her grandmother used to say. It’s why he’s so patient.

           He never rushed Marinette, never pressured her. He never whispered lies in her ears or played little tricks to make things go his way fast. He did with nearly everyone else in the world but not with Marinette. Never Marinette.            In his eyes, Marinette was his equal. She was intelligent, extremely talented, sharp-tongued, poised, beautiful. She had obtained success with her MDC designs that most kids and people twice her age could only dream about and was still going places.  She was nowhere near her pique. She had a fire inside her that could consume the world, and it was more than a match for ice inside of him. Marinette was the only person that ever came to his mind when he thought of who would stand at his side when he ruled the business world with an iron fist.

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cw: monsterfucking, noncon, breeding, knotting, tummy bulging, cervix fucking

Absolutely nasty thought… hiking into the forest to do some yoga cuz nature is relaxing and the most aesthetic thing to be surrounded by while doing an equally relaxing activity. You roll your mat out on a small clearing and start with breathing exercises. Then you move on to stretching and actually poses, too focused to be aware of the creature slowly stalking your way through the bushes, cautious footsteps too faint for the distracted mind hear to hear.

You bend forward to do the downward dog, breathing in time to your core muscles tightening, holding the pose and counting down in your brain- only to lose track of it when you see a pair of paws behind you, long fluffy trail swiping the grass blades behind them.

There’s a tight grip on your hip. Then a loud ripping sound- leggings and panties torn off right at the middle and exposing your mound to the cool air, your sharp gasp drowned out by a low growl.

“Already presenting, human?” Wolf Bakugou licks at his fangs, already salivating at the whiff of your scent mixed with a dash of fear and humping his fat cock between your folds, tiny little squeal jolted out of you. “As if I’d ignore such an enticing offer.”

A few more grinds spreading his pre all over you, wolf Bakugou bucks forward to the tip of his dick into you and you’re clawing at your training mat when the bulbous head pops into your pussy, wide eyes glossing over because nothing has ever stretched you this wide. Your calves burn from the holding yourself on your tip toes and your walls are shoved apart to take more of such a monstrous cock, a pull on your hips slapping you back on the feral wolf, electricity zipping up your spine as you’re lazily rocked back and forward on his shaft.

“So damn small.” Wolf Bakugou snarls, watching where the two of you connect, instincts going wild the more his dick comes out slicked up and sticky before shedding himself halfway in. “‘M already bumping on the top of your cunt, human. You’ll need to give me more space than that to have my pup.”

“P-pups?” You drawl out, brain going numb at the pleasure too quickly, and your forced on all fours when Wolf Bakugou lays his chest on your back, let’s you gauge how gigantic he really is above you as his strong, scarred arms lock under you. Wet and slick slaps echo in the air when he suddenly starts fucking you relentlessly, like the dog he is, a brisk and deep pace that makes your pussy froth and shut around him.

“Yeah- pups.” Wolf Bakugou whispers in your ear, nips at the lobe and at your neck and down to your exposed shoulder from your sports bra. “Gonna plug you up with my knot and fill you so full of cum. It’ll catch just right, make you get all round and heavy with my pups.” He drills into so roughly that that you’re jerked forward nearly every time, only locked in place by his arms, and your eyes cross at the top of your head from the drag of his dick inside yo. “A pretty pussy like this deserves to be bred; you’re gonna take all I give.”

“T-too…!” You slur at Wolf Bakugou sitting on his haunches and humping up to every drag of your body down on his cock, swollen base tapping on your soaked folds. “‘S too much! Feel like ‘m gonna b-burst!”

“You’ll be fine.” He lays you back on his shoulders, slobbering and grazing his fangs on yours as you hug back around his neck like your life depended on it. “You’re cunt is small but I’ll make it fit. You’re gonna fit real nice around my knot.”

There’s a dopey and delirious smile on your face, tongue lolled out to drool all over yourself because of Wolf Bakugou bumping on your cervix, bullying it for more space a sucking a soft kiss on his cockhead every time. You don’t even register the slew of curses he growls out by your ear as you come, your pussy stuttering out an intense orgasm that gushes your slick down his growling knot and heavy balls.

“Fuuuck, that’s it, suck me up deeper, let’s make my seed catch, human.” Wolf Bakugou’s animalistic grin is pressed by the side of your face as he stares down at your tummy, center of your pelvic bulging out from his thrusts. He drops you down hard and his tip pops past the tight pucker of your cervix, knot popping into your hole at the same time.

You splutter to the air from the double stretch, eyes rolled back to your brain and salty tears on your hot cheeks, an even hotter sensation flooding into you as thick, gooey cum bloats your tummy bigger and bigger, nearly dropping it to your spasming thighs, not a single drop blurbed out with the big knot plugging your pussy shut. Wolf Bakugou howls up at the sky, lost in his own high from finally breeding you and feeling you both sucking and pushing him him out.

He’s quick enough to hold you close when your body goes slack, chest rising and falling in short, gasped breaths, lashes fluttering over unfocused eyes, completely fucked out and unconscious to feel possessive licks and kisses all over your tear stained cheeks, telling you how good you were, taking all of him like that, and how your pups are gonna be really cute like their mama.

Honestly, Wolf Bakugou is already impatient for the first litter to come out so he can fuck you like this again.

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Loved your first time with Vax fic! Please can also do one for Percy, if you have the time?

I’m so glad you liked it!!! 😁 😀 😃!!!

This Percy one is part 2 to love confession HC’s, 18+ and smut

You stood there, dumbfounded at such a simple yet emotional confession. Not knowing what to say, you let out a short gasp before treading carefully.

“You…you love me? How, wha—what?” Percy stepped tentatively towards you, never wanting to scare you away. “I love you, y/n. Most ardently. And I wish to change things between us.” You felt glued to the floor, unsure of what to say next. Oh fuck it, I’m tired of waiting

Throwing caution to the wind, you ran with your feelings. “I love you, too, Percival. But love is only scratching the surface of what I’ve felt.” Feeling bolder at your assertions, Percy stepped forward to take your hands into his. “I’ve thought about you, desired you, wanted you.” Breathing deeply, Percy pulled you into him as his arms wrapped tightly around you.

As you melted into his embrace, he felt so strong and steadfast under your touch. You savored this moment before Percy’s voice broke your train of thought. “Before that life was taken from me, I was raised to be a gentleman. But every moment spent with you in this moment further erodes the restraint that I have kept up for too long.” Your heart only raced faster at his words, praying that he couldn’t feel it through your embrace. 

Slowly lifting your head, your hopeful eyes met the longing gaze of the white-haired gunslinger. “Then don’t hold back anymore, Percival.” With your permission granted, Percy leaned down to capture your lips with his. It was sweet, surprisingly soft, and wrapped every passionate feeling that Percy held for you. 

He lifted you into his arms, but never broke the kiss, as you both made way over to where his bed stood. Placing you down softly, you let your arms roam across his clothed body. You heard soft moans and gasps come from him as he lifted his head to face you. “I know I have you here...but are you sure? Certainly sure you want to...? 

You gripped the side of his face with one of your free hands, while removing the lenses from his face with the other. “Percival De Rolo the Third, you have me literally in your bed and you’re still asking? Take off these clothes, and we’ll have a different conversation....”

“As you wish.” He laughed softly at your bluntness before starting to shuck off the vest that covered him. Stripping each other bare felt like a sacred act, worshipping each other with hands and lips to admire the material forms that had such prowess. The scar that your lover bore on his chest felt so foreign under your touch, but you could feel Percy shiver under your touch. The short gasps and moans continued for a good while as your lips covered it and you palmed the growing desire between his legs.

Suddenly, you felt a hand reach down to stop your ministrations. You looked up to see the green in Percy’s eyes go dark, the desire and longing simmering underneath. “On top now...ride me.” You switched positions, with you now sinking down onto him and nimble fingers pressing into your hips and sides. You straightened your hips to adjust yourself before slowly moving back and forth. 

Falling into the rhythm of your pace, you gasped out in pleasure as you slid along his cock. Leaning down, you laced kisses along the base of his neck, face and lips as you felt two strong arms circle around you. Keeping you in place, you felt Percival thrust harder into you. You could feel yourself reaching your peak so quickly, wanting to surrender to the passion. You could hear the hoarse voice, laced with lust, whisper in your ear. “Come for me love...come on my cock.”

Readjusting yourself, you clamp down as if on instinct and quickly snap your hips in an attempt. You were grateful that none of the others were present as both of your moans echoed within Percy’s bedroom and slightly into the hallways. Spent from your passionate affections, you let Percy take you into his arms as he tucked you into his side. 

It was a quiet evening, save for the panting breaths and an “I love you, dearest” in your ear as you started to surrender to the sleep that began to claim you. 

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Best Birthday Wishes

Quick one shot. I rushed through at work. Nothing special. But I thought this was a decent idea.

           It took less than a year for Lila to make due on her promise to turn the class against her. Most of her former friends would go out of their way to avoid her. Some took the cowards way out and just did nothing; Adrien and Rose. A few went out of their way to bully Marinette in a misguided idea of revenge; mostly Alix, Kim and Alya. The ice-out got even worse when Marinette resigned from being class president and no one (Lila) could managed to manage to do the job as successfully as she did. School field trips were with really bad or just cancelled altogether. School dances sucked. Fundraisers always fell short. No one would speak to Marinette because, as Alya said, if she just stopped being such a brat none of this would’ve happened.

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Raise yourselves up (We’re done)

Two prompts in one; let’s do this. I tweaked the ideas a bit though.

It was Bustier who broke the news to Marinette and Chloe, and she did it once again the most inappropriate fashion, “-And so the class feels it would be best if both of you were excluded from the class trip at the end of the year.” She finished. The class was just about to let out and she told the two girls in front of them all.

There were mean snickers and smug looks from the other students. The ones who just avoid the girls’ gazes; Adrien, Juleka, and Rose. The three had decided to stay out of it and just side with the majority. Marinette and Chloe had become best friends after Lila had gotten her hooks into class the year before. She turned all of Marinette’s dearest friends to ex-friends and turned them into bullies. That was fine with Marinette. She was done with two-faced people; done with turn-coats, and cowards. Marinette didn’t need them. Or want them. Chloe at least had the guts to stand on her own two feet and for what she believed in. It was a new year and a new Marinette.

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Don’t Pull My Strings- ML Prompts and One Shots 8

Ok so here’s the story featuring Puppet Queen and Marionette. I worked them into a request for my friend, @naruwitch​, where Marinette and Luka get akumatized and Adrien learns his inaction and bad advice has serious consequences. I had a lot of fun writing this so yay me. Also I’m closing requests for these prompts for a little bit. I have a few I need to catch up on so I’ll reopen requests when I’m caught up but I’m not sure when that will be. Anyway hope you guys like this :)

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Tears rolled down Marinette’s face as she held onto the lucky charm Adrien had given her for her birthday. She was sat on her chaise lounge with a number of her handmade dolls near her. She had a Volpina one on the floor, along with the Bubbler and the Lady Wifi doll. She had been talking to them as if they were their real life counterparts. She was trying not to bottle up her hurt as she knew it wasn’t healthy. Normally, it worked but today she was finding it harder then usual. Today in class, Lila had claimed that Marinette had attacked her and had been bullying her. As a result, Alya and Nino had renounced their friendship with Marinette and turned their back on her. They completely believed Lila’s lies about her supposedly bullying her and told Marinette in front of the whole class, including Miss Bustier, that they would couldn’t be friends with a jealous bully like her, which in turn had caused the rest of the class to turn against her, expect for Juleka. She had been the only one who tried to point out that it wasn’t Marinette’s normal behavior. Sure, she had her moments when she got jealous of people but always got past it. As usual everyone ignored her but the real blow had came when Marinette tried to stick up for herself and tell them the truth. Hoping that Adrien would tell the truth, she turned to him and asked him to tell them. Adrien, however, didn’t. She wasn’t sure if he panicked or if he just didn’t want to call Lila out but he turned around and said that he didn’t know what she was talking about. As if that wasn’t bad enough, he then pulled her aside and told her to drop it, telling that ‘they were just lies’, that 'no one was getting hurt’ and long as they both knew, it didn’t matter if Lila was lying or not. She didn’t stay after that. Despite Miss Bustier calling for her, Marinette rushed home and straight into her room, where she cried for a few minutes before taking out her dolls. She tried to talk them, telling them about how she felt but the real string of betrayal had come from Adrien. Since she didn’t have a doll of him, she took out the lucky charm he had given her but instead of talking, she just began to cry again. In a simple act of trying to 'keep the peace’, he had broke her heart in two. She jumped a little as she heard a knock on her trapdoor.

“C-Come in?” The trap door opened and to her surprise, Luka climbed through. As soon as he fully in the room and the trap door closed, Marinette rushed over to him, throwing her arms around him. He caught her and held her close as she began to cry.

 "Ssh, it’s ok, Melody,“ He whispered, leading her back over to her chaise longue. Marinette let him sit her down before he sat next to her and held her close to him. "Juleka messaged me and asked me to come by to check on you. She didn’t tell me what happened but mentioned that you ran out of the school in tears,”

Marinette nodded as she held onto him. He frowned a little as he held her, stroking the top of her head.

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Worse than the Devil

Hey Everyone, I got really inspired by the amazing response to my first fic Queen Of Mean. I decided to write a follow up. Its to Selena Gomez’s version of Cruella De Vil. I loved it when it first came out and it sent shivers when I realized it was perfect for my follow up.

Looking back the missing pigtails in the bluenette’s hair when she walked into class Monday morning, dressed like she just got off the runaway, flanked by Chloe at her side, should’ve been the first warning sign.

But in the class’s defense, it had been a crazy weekend. The fireworks that came with Ladybug’s video, Alya’s meltdown, and Lila being outted as a liar didn’t die down after class ended that day.  No. The weekend had been filled out a never-ending stream of group texts, complaining of hurt feelings, nasty little liars, and why, or why wasn’t Marinette replying to their texts? Answering her phone? Didn’t she know they were sorry? Didn’t she know they needed their everyday Ladybug now more than ever? Alya in particular.

Alya, who had spent the entire weekend, nearly 24/7, trying to save her blog; defend her life’s work against the avalanche of criticism that had come it’s way; even the most loyal fans screamed of betrayal. She had released a dozen video explaining what happened and begging her viewers to understand that people make mistakes. Calling Marinette with no answer, texting her best friend for help only to get no reply. Texting Marinette that Lila was a dirty, rotten, liar in over a hundred different way, in over a hundred different texts; only to never get a reply; which Alya never understood. Marinette was right. Lila was a liar. Alya and Marinette should be teaming up to bring her down like their brought down Chloe; stand together like best friends do.

As Alya sat patiently at her desk, with Nino holding her hand in support, waiting for Marinette to arrive so she could find comfort in her bestie, never once did an apology cross her mind. Alya was too indignant, too self-righteous, convinced the Ladybug was victim-blaming. It wasn’t Alya’s fault. Her boyfriend agreed. Her entire class agreed. She just knew, soon, all of Paris would agree.

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I made this!

Ever get that bug and you have to write something so it’ll get out of your head and let you sleep? Well, that just happened to me. Thanks to @arylace for liking this.

This is a one-shot and won’t be continued. 

He Can Only Blame Himself

She walked past all of her now former coworkers. Most were sad to see her go, some risked getting up from their cubicles to give her a hug and a business card of someone they thought might be hiring.

A few were glad to see her go and took a spiteful glee in her departure. Some were jealous of her talent, some were angry she wouldn’t date them and a few just took pleasure in the misery of others.

She ignored the whispers as the elevator doors closed.

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