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art by @/mypillowpaper
Reblogged bakugotrashpanda
It starts in your joints. The outer bends of your knees ache, making you want to stretch out - something the small booth youβre crowded in wonβt allow. Your elbows will be next, locked to your sides through a combination of being wedged between a bulking Kirishima and Bakugo - whoβs always been far too wide across the shoulders to make a comfortable seat mate. Still, itβs the boredom that does the real damage.
Because you are. Bored that is. Terribly, incurably bored.
You sigh and twirl the disintegrating paper straw around with the tip of your tongue.
Itβs not that you donβt enjoy the almost ritualistic post-work week drinks that, inevitably, run on for far too long and descend into a new brand of chaos that leaves at least one of you (See: Denki) with a bruised ego and memories theyβd rather forget.
You do.
Theyβre justβ¦ Dull.
Hello yes
Reblogged
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Pairing: Carpaccio Luo-Yang x F!reader
Warnings: Sadomasochism, knife play, blood play (?), choking / breath play, slight nipple play, dacryphilia, biting, injuries, creampie.
Wordcount: 3k
Notes: It's softer than it sounds... ? Heed the warnings, dont like dont read. Thank you to @shinsocest for betaing < 3
"Feels good βcio,β you coo as you writhe on the plush mattress top, body alight with a multitude of sensations. Delightful to you but all painful in their own right before feeling more, a searing pain that leaves you arching despite remaining untouched as Carpaccio kneels over your body, straddling your knees. Nearly bare with his chest on display and erection straining in his boxers, dark spot staining the fabric with pre as he watches you with rapt attention.Β
βYou look so pretty like this,β comes his calm voice, sending a chill down your body as warm blood trickles down your skin and threatens to stain his pristine sheets should they fall further. A new, thin slash appears on your upper arm to add to the growing collection as your boyfriend drags sharp steel across the same space on his arm only to remain unmarred, βtell me how it feels.βΒ
Reblogged katsulock
fuck or die but youβre like a terrified feral animal, putting up a fight against the one thing that will keep you alive. you have to be held down with a firm hand on the back of your neck or a thick forearm barred between your teeth like a gag. maybe your fave is teary and panicked at the sight of your wild fear, or maybe theyβre spitting curses and flexing against your thrashing, but either way β whether they feel awful about it or not β the truth is that theyβre rock hard as theyβre wrestling you into place
