OH MY GOD
ben drowned nsfw headcanons warnings : 18+ mdni, virgin!reader, smut, teasing, mean dom energy, manipulation via praise/taunting, overstimulation, slow build, possessive touches
You're a virgin, and he knows it. Not because you told him—please, you think Ben needs you to say it? He reads it on you. The way you squirm when he leans too close. The way you flinch when his hand brushes your thigh, like you’re short-circuiting from just that. The way your lips part, ready to sass him—then fall silent when he catches your gaze a second too long.
“Hah. You’ve never done this before, have you?” You freeze. “Thought so. You’re already falling apart and I haven’t even touched you properly.”
He grins, sharp and wicked. And he does not let up.
Ben is cruel about it—playful, smug, and so patient it’s maddening. He draws it out like it’s a game. Like the longer he can make you blush and stammer, the sweeter the win will be. He’ll ghost his fingers over your waistband, watching your whole body twitch. Press kisses to your throat without ever letting them drift lower.
“This is fun,” he murmurs against your neck. “Torture,” you breathe. “Aw. Don’t worry. You’ll beg for it soon.”
And you will. Because Ben doesn’t just tease—he studies. Watches every shift in your expression like he’s memorizing it. He learns exactly where to touch. When to pause. When to not give in.
“God, the way you look at me… I bet you’d let me do anything, wouldn’t you?” “N-no—” “Liar. You’re already soaked.”
He loves how shy you are. And he’s mean about it. The more flustered you get, the meaner he becomes. Not in a malicious way—but in that cocky more experienced guy who knows he’s got you way. He’ll say things that make your soul leave your body and act like it’s nothing.
“You’re shaking,” he murmurs, voice smug against your skin. “That scared… or just that desperate?” You suck in a shaky breath, too flustered to answer. He chuckles. Low. Close. Too close. “Yeah,” he hums, dragging his lips along your neck, “I thought so. You’re kind of adorable when you don’t know what to do with yourself.”
Smirks when you cover your face. Moves your hands away. Forces you to look at him.
“Nah. I wanna see you when I make you fall apart.”
He doesn’t rush. Not once. Ben takes his time. Every kiss is slow and purposeful. His fingers don’t explore—they map. And when he finally touches you—really touches you—it’s like he’s been waiting forever.
“Shit… you’re so wet. Just from a kiss?” “I—I can’t help it—” “Didn’t say stop. Just wanna hear you admit it.”
He makes you feel everything. Makes sure you notice his hands. His mouth. The way he grinds against you just right until your hips jerk like instinct.
And he laughs, low and breathless.
“You’re so sensitive. Can’t wait to see what you look like when I actually fuck you.”
The first time is intense—and all about you. As much as he teases, Ben doesn’t half-ass this. He wants you to remember it. Wants to absolutely ruin any expectations you’ve ever had.
He whispers in your ear the whole time. Groans when he pushes in slowly. Still teases, but there’s heat in it now—less mocking, more possessive.
“Tight as hell. No one’s touched you like this before, huh?” “Ben—” “Say it. I wanna hear it.”
He grips your waist. Pushes deeper. Watches your face twist in overwhelmed pleasure and smiles like he won.
“You're mine .”
And you wouldnt have it any other way.
im so in love with these two guys
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unfortunately not yet, but if it can be of help to you I have a post pinned on my profile, with all the stories I've created if you're interested in something in particular! <33
Him fucking you on your period. Your blood webbing over his cock each time he pulled out. Mesmerized by your pretty blood coating his cock, abdomen, your ass and thighs. He can’t get enough…it may be your least favorite time of the month but it’s definitely his favorite. He’s a sick fuck, he can’t get over the smell and the feeling. Your pretty red blood turning him on so much he could cum almost insanity. He WILL eat you out on your period. You might ask him to stop but he NEEDS to taste you, he NEEDS it. He’ll literally beg for you to let him eat you out..but you can’t deny he looks hot with the lower half of his face covered in your blood and cum. And yes, he will swallow your cum and blood mixture, in fact craves it. He’s a sick fuck who loves being covered in your blood.
<3
Jeff the Killer, Eyeless Jack, Ben Drowned, Bloody Painter, any of your favs
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dark!ethan taking his anger out on you after the apartment killings?
¡ 18+ only ! ¡ minors do not interact !
content: dubcon/noncon, dark!ethan landry, fem!reader
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“they don’t trust me,” ethan says, jaw clenched and eyes closed. his hold on your wrist is painful, keeping your wrists pinned to the pillow beneath your head.
“e,” you whimper, tears skipping down your face, “slow down.”
his pace is brutal, fueled by the anger of being doubted. he was on edge, straight faced and tense as he pushed his way into your bedroom. you tried to be understanding, sliding into bed with him to calm and comfort him and yourself after such a traumatic night but he seemed to have other plans, none of which involved your comfort or pleasure.
he treated you like a doll, painfully shoving your thighs apart with his, pushing himself into you without the usual caring preparation. the first pumps were dry and agonizing, leaving you trembling as he persisted anyway, leaning up to dribble spit where your bodies met. you lifted your arms, trying to scoot upwards and create some sort of distance but he hadn’t let you, instead he wrapped his hands around your wrists and held them in the position they are in now.
“I’ve done nothing to deserve this,” he lightly shook his head, “nothing. fuck, you’re so tight.” he connected your lips, tongue forcing its way into your mouth, “you trust me, don’t you? you know I’d never hurt anyone, right baby?”
your glassy eyes stared up at him and you couldn’t bring yourself to agree. he pursed his lips, an extra harsh thrust taking the air from your lungs, “right?”
>silly baby<
imagine that Bakugou Katsuki, the famous hero, had a motorbike, while he goes through the huge streets of his city, all the citizens scream and applaud in front of him, when at some point in the evening while driving at high speed, he couldn't help less than looking away, and finally he saw you, while you were standing waiting for the train, probably after a day of work... at a certain point he suddenly stops and looks at you, you rightly notice it… and he was literally obsessed for you… just for a damn look at your eyes.
you were the most beautiful woman that he ever saw…
Bakugou when he had to confess his feelings for you, for him it was the most difficult battle of his life, more than anything he wanted to be virile in front of your eyes, so don't think that he was too verbal but quite direct, in the sense that he literally cupped your cheeks and kissed you and then came out with the sentence; “I love you idiot, tch” and then he walked away like nothing happened, he is just… like this… but don’t worry, the next day he asks you out!
bakugou “she’s busy.” katsuki when he’s fucking your brains out while your ex/boyfriend is on the phone.
bonus points if he’s late 30s, doesn’t hang up the phone, and puts the loser on speaker while he rearranges your insides. he’s got his shirt bitten between his teeth to keep it out of the way so he can watch your ass recoil each time it slaps back against his pelvis. he’s got a brutal grip on your hips, tight on on your soft flesh to the point you might bruise, slamming you back to meet his thrusts like he was pissed at you. and fuck, maybe he was, because why would you hold him back from experiencing this pretty pussy for this long?! you can’t even focus on the phone that was thrown in front of your face, that loser’s incoherent yelling crackling through the speakers. you couldn’t respond if you wanted to, and you didn’t, you rather be making these wrecked sobs, rather be listening to katsuki’s panting and deep grunts.
“just like that, princess,” before he slaps his hand down on your ass so hard you wonder if he let his quirk free just a smidge.
“this is how this pussy should be fucked, huh! tell him!”
he’s shoving your face into the comforters on the bed that smell like him, keeping your face turned to the side so the phone doesn’t miss. a single decibel of your mewls.
“s’good- s- fuck!” and it’s not much, but it’s all you can choke out. it’s enough for katsuki.
he made his point.
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I imagine Bakugou like this when having sex; 18+
“you are mine”
“say it, say it you're mine sweet cheeks”
“fuck damn it, you make me fucking crazy for ya sweet girl… yeah… that it, move that sexy body of yours”
“Yeah, good girl… such a good girl for me”
“who do you belong to? yes exactly, to me, only to me fucking, the whole world knows it and I will continue to repeat it until they get it into their fucking heads”
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