Could Yall Imagine If A Fiesty MC Died In The Human World And Went To The Celestial Realm?

Incorrect Quote 32/50

Belphegor: Since it's impossible to know which part of my life is the middle

Belphegor: I've decided to have an ongoing crisis.

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Incorrect Quote 22/50

Satan: I mean, small creatures are way more vicious. It's because their anger has less space to be bottled up in.

Lucifer: Ridiculous, give me one example of this.

Leviathan: Spiders.

Belphegor: Wasps and Hornets.

Satan: Terriers.

Mammon: Luke.

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Just got into this Fandom and oh my god I am a simp for Donatello help

tries to sleep, fails, gets melancholy, copes by writing purple turtle fic donatello/reader, gn!reader, rated t, 1.6k. insomnia, friends to.... friends, (were you ever just friends? are you something more? what is love if not friendship shifted an inch to the left?), yearning, yearning, yearning, yearning—

Donatello is sleeping.

Hefting a fatigued sigh, you hover in the doorway to his bedroom for a moment. Staring at his face, taking it in. He’s gotten unfairly handsome as the years have gone by. Beautiful, even. Pretty angles, sharp defined lines, dark seductive eyes. Like this, unmasked, slack in sleep, it’s free for you to look as much as you want. More than you can during the day. A little secret thing just for your own heart’s keeping.

…Best friends shouldn’t want to stare at each other like this, you think with an ache.

It’s late. You can’t sleep. Lying down has provided nothing but racing thoughts you can’t quiet. Things to do tomorrow. Things to say when you see someone. Things to write down if you can hold them until the morning. Things, things, things. So many things in your head, ten thousand little voices like little snowflakes in your skull. Each small, powerless; but together, a force too mighty to outrun.

And Donnie is sleeping. Normally he’s awake. Fiddling, poking, prodding, studying, twisting, cracking, bending. Available to draw you into sleep. Always soothing, petting your hair, cooing at you until you drift off at last to the dulcet sounds of his low rumbles.

But not tonight. Tonight he sleeps, pretty in his sheets even as he’s all sprawled out and drooling. Cute. He’s cute. He’s cute and close enough to touch but so, so far away that you know you never will. Not like that. Not like that. 

It’s late. You can’t sleep. 

Slowly, not wanting to wake him, infuriated with yourself just at the thought that you’d risked it by lingering as long as you have, you peel away from his door frame and sneak into the living room. The couch greets you again. Inviting, soft. It smells like turtle ass. Popcorn. Movie night. It smells like family, like home. Scratchy beneath your cheek. You’ve been meaning to get them some new pillows. The way Mikey had laughed so hard he’d snorted his drink. Leo’s squawk when it got all over him. The weight of Donnie’s arm on your shoulder when he’d leaned on you while laughing until he got the hiccups. His cologne, new, smells nice. You should tell him tomorrow.

(You can’t tell him. There’s no way for a best friend to look at the other with pupils shaped like hearts and be the same. You can’t tell him.)

Heavily, you sigh. It’s late. You can’t sleep.

You sit up. Get up off the couch. Stretch a little before exhaling and walking around a bit to try and work off some of this excess energy. The darkness of the living room isn’t so much, anymore, what with how your eyes have adjusted. You can see the pieces of the evening strewn about. A pizza box that Splinter’s going to find in the morning and yell at the lot of you for not throwing out. Raph’s teddy bear, leaning against the other couch where he’d been pretending he hadn’t been using it to hide his face in the scary parts. Mikey’s cup, half-full, forgotten in Leo’s panic to find paper towels. And—

—Donnie, standing in the doorway, bleary-eyed, arms folded. 

“Why are you awake?” he asks, voice tumbling over your ears like rocks on a riverbed. Guilt strikes you like a blow. He’s exhausted. You’ve woken him up.

“I’m sorry,” you say as an answer, tangling your fingers in the shirt you’d borrowed out of his closet. The shirt you always borrow. The shirt that’s half yours, now. 

Donnie’s quiet. You sink your teeth into your lower lip and hope he’ll shrug and go back to bed. Maybe, if he’s lucky, he’s got enough sleep juice in him that he’ll drift right back off and forget this happened. 

He doesn’t. “…Can’t sleep?”

The guilt burns your skin like sand in the wind. You smile and pretend. “I’ll be okay. Go back to bed, Don. You need it more than I do.”

He doesn’t. 

“…Please?” you try again. 

You’re met, instead, with a sigh. He rubs the back of his head where his mask would tie if he were wearing it. Lets his arm fall to his side—ah, except no. He’s holding out his hand, palm outstretched, inviting you to come close. When you don’t, his beak wrinkles. “Come here.” 

You take a few steps closer, but don’t take his hand just yet. “What are you doing?”

“Just come here,” he says again, curling his fingers a few times in an imperious grabby command. You come closer. He opens his tired eyes in a squint, mouth dipped into a frown, and his gesture gets more demanding. “Come here.” 

Stepping closer, closer, closer, finally you get within range. You realize he wants your hand the moment he loses patience with you, watching as he rolls his eyes and reaches out to encircle your wrist with strong fingers. They eclipse the bones there easily, tugging as he turns, pulling you out of the living room. 

“Don—” you start to protest, but he stops you with a breath.

“Stubborn,” he accuses, though there’s no heat to the word. The scoff is thick on the back of your tongue—Donnie of all people calling you stubborn—but you don’t let it out, knowing it’ll be too-loud in the pitch night. 

He pulls you into his room, the very room that had been such a sweet siren song to you earlier. He pulls you towards his bed. He pulls you in behind him when he settles in. He pulls you beneath his blanket. He pulls, pulls, pulls, until your chest is flush to his plastron and his arm is around your waist and his breath is in your face and your heart is in your throat.

It’s late. You’re not going to be able to sleep.

“…Go to sleep,” he says after a few seconds, doubtless able to feel the way your pulse is like a hummingbird against his skin. 

“Sorry,” you say in lieu of—anything else. You don’t dare try to say another word, unsure of what exactly would tumble out instead. Perhaps a sweet poem about the texture of his skin against yours. Maybe a lament that he feels the need to tuck his thigh between yours so so so close to where you wake in a pool of sweat dreaming of his touch. Or possibly a whispered confession that tastes like lightning and blood and sugar all at the same time; that you want this but not this, you want this but more. 

Gently, a forehead bonks against yours. Dark eyes open and meet yours, centimeters away. He studies you, and you watch the gears turn. More slowly than usual, lethargic even, because of his slumber. 

“You’re thinking too much,” he murmurs. Dumbly, you nod. “Need to talk about it?”

“…Yeah,” you admit, then, “…but I won’t.”

He doesn’t like that. A frown mars his beautiful, beautiful face. 

“Why?”

You swallow the incredulous laugh, the kaleidoscope of responses. They’re all irrelevant, impossible to share, save for one. “You should sleep.”

Donnie’s hand tightens, fingers curling in his—your—shirt in the small of your back. “So should you.”

“Yeah.”

“…”

“…”

“…I don’t understand.” The confession, rare, makes you sigh. 

“…I don’t either,” you tell him. And you don’t. Why did you have to feel this way for him? Why couldn’t it be someone easier that stole your heart? Why does it have to be the one person you can’t stand to lose? Why does he have to be so comfortable touching you like this and making it hurt even worse? Why can’t you stop feeling this way?

Why can’t you sleep? Why can’t you sleep? 

His fingers unfurl from your shirt. His hand dips beneath the hem, finding the skin of your back. Slow shivers spread like little earthquakes as he strokes along your spine, tectonic caresses that ripple and destroy. It's familiar enough a touch that you don't stop him; unfamiliar enough that it rends you inside out.

Donnie leans in. Ghosts his lips along your jaw. It’s not a kiss; you’re just friends, after all. But it’s a sweet caress that feels good, all the way to where he lingers at your ear, whispering there, quivering at the touch that's too close to something else to be fair. “Close your eyes.”

You have one rule: listen to Donatello. So you do; you close your eyes, let his nails drag down your back, let his mouth press warm into your pulse, let his chest rumble with churrs that fill the night air with something akin to a lullaby. His legs curl around yours, mixing, confusing, making the separation of you disappear. 

It’s… maddening. You hate this. You love him. You love him so much. You hate that he can do this so easily. 

“Shhh,” comes the gentle coo against your skin, like he can tell you’re pulling away from his intent. You obey that, too. Donnie says to be quiet, so you quiet. Thoughts, movements, words; all of them fall away at his beckoning. “Just like that. Good.”

Good, you think, feeling a little fuzzy. It feels good to be good for him. God. You’d be so good for him—but no. None of that, now. Not when you can pretend that these little presses of his lips are kisses. That the thickness of his thigh pressed to your shorts means something. That his hand scratching lines in your skin is something meant to claim as much as it is to calm.

“Making me work for it tonight,” you hear him mumble, half-conscious of the words, not sure if they’re real or part of a dream he’s built for you. “Good job, sweetheart. Just like that.” 

More brushes of his mouth. A slow glide of tongue. A lovely dream, you think, finally letting your muscles go slack. A dream of a Donatello who would hold you like this, talk to you like this. A Donatello who is more than just your best friend.

It’s late. Finally, warm and held and pulled into a sweet dream, finally, you sleep.

Incorrect Quote 49/50

MC, texting Satan about a book they just read: A theif.

Satan, tired on drinking his fifth coffee: Thief?

Mc: Theif.

Satan: I before E except after C.

MC: Thceif.

Satan: No.

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Incorrect Quote 46/50

Asmodeus: When I was young, I left a trail of broken hearts lie a rockstar. I'm not proud of it.

Tired Satan: You're kind of proud of it. You work it into a lot of conversations.

Lucifer: We were just talking about catching that cat.

MC: What do you mean 'when I was young'? You're still leaving broken hearts every week Asmo.

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Affection Headcannons (Satan)

Fandom: Obey Me

Part: 4/7

General

Much like a cat, Satan won’t often go to you first for attention or affection. 

But when he does, he goes all out.

He likes to keep close to you especially when his brothers are around, and if Lucifer in particular is there?

Yeah, you won’t be getting away from him any time soon.

Satan does enjoy reading with you though, and will often read to you when you rest your head in his lap.

If you offer to read to him? 

His head will be in your lap faster then lightning, and his eyes will be looking up at your own waiting for you to begin.

He just loves the sound of your voice. How could he not?

Hands

Satan likes to hold your hand when out in public.

He likes knowing that you’re right there beside him and won’t disappear.

When cuddling, his hands are always either playing with your hair, or your fingers. 

He likes to kiss the backs of your hands when reading to you/when you read to him.  

Kisses

Satan kisses you like he has something to prove.

Every movement of his lips and the placements of his hands is clearly thought out.

He will lift you to wrap your legs around his waist so that he can hold you against a wall and kiss you silly.

His hand will switch between gliding his fingers through your hair, tugging gently to give him a better angle, and holding you by the waist.

Satan likes to be close to you when kissing you.

He wants you to remember the way he made you feel when he kissed you. He wants you to remember the feeling of his body pressed against yours.

And he will use every trick imaginable to make sure that he leaves you craving more.

Hugs

Hugging Satan feels comforting. 

He likes to hug you to his chest as he reads a book, and will often insist that you sit on his lap while he reads to you.

Satan just loves the feeling of holding you in his arms.

If you’re working on something, he likes to lift you into his lap so that he can wrap his arms around you and read while you work.

Cuddles

Satan likes to hold you against his chest in a position where he can be able to kiss your forehead.

He lets you tangle your legs with his, so long as one of his legs is properly between yours.

He likes that you’re able to wrap your arms around him too in this position.

Just give him love when you’re cuddling him please.

He’s so touch starved that he just melts whenever you press little kisses to what skin you can reach when he holds you like this.

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Incorrect Quote 8/50

Asmodeus: I can't go. Stress is bad for the baby.

MC: What baby?

Asmodeus: Me

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Imagine (Hans Lee):

A patch of your skin is stained black and turns to the color of your soulmate's eyes when they first touch you. Meeting a devil for the first time was already scary, so when a second one appears? You run. Of course, that doesn’t go as planned now does it.

(Imagine below the cut)

Walking alone back home after being at the collage library with your best friend all day should have been easy.

Key word: should.

So when you realize you’re being followed, you discretely tell Tsukasa to go ahead and you’d catch up.

She doesn’t question you, too wrapped up in the fact that she’ll be seeing that man -Anzai she called him- again.

You wait until she’s out of view, and then like the dumbass you are, you turn around and call out to whoever had been following you to let them know you knew they were there.

After not seeing anything for a hot minute, you assume that the person had decided to leave you two alone, so you turn to go catch up with your friend.

Yeah no that was a mistake.

Once your back is turned, you hear a low growl, and then the breath is knocked out of you.

A furious looking man had jumped on you and knocked you to the ground.

You think for a minute ‘oh fuck, this is how I die’ as his fanged mouth descends towards your neck.

But then someone else with long white hair kicks the man off of you and engages in a very dramatic fight with him.

You can see the glimpse of the second man’s single red eye, so you know that whatever the first man was, the second one is too.

That knowledge is enough to make you bolt the second you realize that the second man had successfully knocked out the firsts, and has turned to you.

Of course you can’t outrun him, but it’s the thought that counts right?

“Hey wait up! I just want to make sure you’re okay!”

His words make you falter, and that brief moment of hesitation lets him grab you by the arm to make you stop running.

“I promise I’m not going to hurt you! His voice is soft, and his visible eye is wide as he looks you over.

His gaze stops at your forearm where he had grabbed you, before slowly travelling back up to meet your eyes.

“Is there any chance you were like that before I grabbed you?”

You realize what he’s talking about when you look down, only to see that there’s a handprint in the shade of his eye on your wrist.

“Holy shit I found you.”

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The Best of Kinktober 2020

I am here! This is my list of all the kinktober submissions that I’ve read over the month, and I wrote them all down because I think everyone should read them! This list is for all my sinners, so enjoy!

It’s organized by day, so just read the kinks and characters that you like, or read them all! Also if you liked a fic that I don’t have on here, feel free to drop it in my inbox! Some days are not on here because I didn’t find any good fics that day, or at least for any characters that I could simp! Some people are also behind on their kinktober fics, so I may do a seperate list for those as they come available!

Authors may have more than one story on here, but I tried to only tag them once so I didn’t make tumblr angry.

NSFW!! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT PLS

Happy Reading!

Day 1:

Dry Humping w/ Baku: @katsukisprincess

Stomach Bulge ft. FatGum: @lesbian-peanut-writer

Thigh Riding ft. Kenma Kozume : @kittycatkrissa

Exhibitionism ft. Ushijima Wakatoshi: @pleasantanathema

Spanking ft. Tobio Kageyama: @akaashisbabygirl

Hand Kink ft. Enji Todoroki (Endeavor): @enjifuckersupreme

Breeding Kink ft. Shouto Todoroki: @shoutodoki

Size Kink ft. Daichi Sawamura: @kingtamakimurder

Formal Wear ft. Endeavor: @milojwrites

Cockwarming ft. Levi Ackerman - @attackonfics

Bondage ft. Sero Hanta - @ikinabi

Phone Sex ft. Shouto Todoroki - @1-800-smash

Shibari ft. Sero Hanta - @cellotonin

Cockwarming ft. Katsuki Bakugou - @saetyrn9

Degradation/Humiliation ft. Shigaraki & Dabi - @blahkugo

Daddy Kink ft. Todoroki Shouto - @wonderwomanfantasy

Friends to Lovers ft. Keiji Akaashi - @imaginethathaikyuu

Day 2:

Brat Taming/ Authority Kink ft. Daichi Sawamura - @rivendell101

Aphrodisiac ft. Mirio Togata - @hisoknen

Dry Humping ft. Katsuki Bakugou - shoutodoki (tagged above)

Office Sex ft. Akitaru Obi (Fire Force) - @trafalgar-temptress

Hand Kink ft. Kirishima Ejirou - Ikinabi (tagged above)

Thigh Riding ft. Hawks - kingtamakimurder (tagged above)

Breeding ft. Eita - seita

Daddy Kink ft. Tony Stark - @wandas-sunshine

Daddy Kink ft. Hajime Iwaizumi - milojwrites

Thigh-riding ft. Bokuto Koutarou - cellotonin 

Day 3:

Pegging ft Katsuki Bakugou - @whats-her-quirk​

Mutual Masturbation ft. Bokuto Koutarou - @mrs-kuroojinguji

Nudes ft. Dabi - @quirklessthot

Size Kink ft. Ushijima Wakatoshi - rivendell101 (tagged above)

Cockwarming ft. Enji Todoroki (Endeavor) - enjifuckersupreme (tagged above)

Spit Kink ft. Issei Matsukawa - saetryn9 (tagged above)

Double Penetration ft. Shoji Mezo - @lemonlordleah-shinzawa-kitten

Size Difference ft. Beezlebub (Obey Me!) - @letmebeyourruri-chan

Stockings ft. Shigaraki - bnhaxxassociates

Cock Worship & Face Fucking ft. bokuto - seita \

Daddy Kink ft. Shinsou Hitoshi - cadedanslanauit 

Squirting ft. Yuuji Terushima - cellotonin

Day 4:

Lactation Kink ft. Katsuki Bakugou - ikinabi (tagged above)

Knotting ft. Hawks - lesbian-peanut-writer (tagged above)

Incest ft. Enji Todoroki (Endeavor) *Please Read TW’s before reading* - @tomurasprincess

Phone Sex ft. Iwaizumi Hajime - @secondhand-trash

Spitting ft. Kuroo Tetsurou - supernoya 

Day 5:

Begging ft. Mafia!Kirishima Ejirou - lesbian-peanut-writer (tagged above)

Deep-throating ft. Miya Atsumu - saetyrn9 (tagged above)

Public Sex ft. Shigaraki Tomura - @kazooli *actually not sure if this is technically kinktober, but read it in kinktober so voila*

Mirror Sex ft. Atsumu - @seita

Mutual Masturbation ft. Vegeta - @sevenstarsinning

Cockwarming ft. Shouta Aizawa - @bnhaxxassociates

Gloryhole ft Kaibara Sen - burnedbyshouto

Deepthroating ft. Miyumi Atsumu - saetyrn9

Day 6:

Drug Use/Shotgunning ft. Kuroiro Shihai - saetyrn9 (tagged above)

Car Sex ft. Hinata Shoyo - @super-noya

Thigh Riding ft. Bokuto - rivendell101

Mirror Sex ft. Itachi - @wooobuddyletsgetnasty

Threesome ft. Todoroki Shouto - burnedbyshouto

Breeding ft. Keishin Ukai -  whats-her-quirk

Omegaverse ft. Shouta Aizawa - bnhaxxassociates

Professor/Student ft. Aizawa - @thewheezingwyvern

Size Kink ft. Asahi - cellotonin

Public Sex ft. Enji Todoroki (Endeavor)

Cockwarming ft. Kiyoomi Sakusa - milojwrites

Impregnation Kink ft. Bokuto Koutarou - @imaginethathaikyuu

Age Difference ft. Enji Todoroki - @present-mel

Day 7:

Cumplay/Outdoor Sex ft. Link (Zelda) -  saetyrn9 (tagged above)

Thigh Riding & Dry Humping ft. Tobio Kageyama - cafedanslanauit

Sweat Kink ft. Tobio Kageyama - edens-breathless-melodies

Hate Sex ft. Katsuki Bakugou - @libra-kirishima

Bored and Ignored ft. Rintarou Suna - imaginethathaikyuu

Day 8:

Collaring ft. Shinsou Hitoshi - burnedbyshouto

Drunken Sex ft. Akaashi Keiji - @keijiskitten

Stockings & Face Sitting ft. Levi Ackerman - attackonfics

Voyeurism ft. Enji Todoroki (Endeavor) - enjifuckersupreme

Phone Sex ft. Bokuto - whats-her-quirk

Car Sex ft. Kirishima Eijirou - @bakubabes-hatake 

Oral Fixation ft. Dabi - @nectarous 

Day 9:

Public Sex ft. Ukai Keishin - @karasu-hoes

Marking ft. Dabi - lemonlordleah-shinzawa-kitten

Desk Sex ft. Shigaraki & Overhaul - milojwrites

Public Sex ft. Satori Tendou - cellotonin

Bondage/Slapping/choking ft Levi Ackerman - @anlian-aishang

ruts/ knotting ft. Sesshomaru (Inuyasha) - @thoti-thots

Thigh Riding ft. Leviathan (Obey Me!) -  @deliberatelyvague

Exhibitionism ft. Tony Stark - wandas-sunshine

Camgirl ft. Enji Todoroki - wonderwomanfantasy

Elevator Sex ft. Hawks - @some-kindofgnome

Day 10:

breast/body worship ft. Osamu - seita

Public Sex ft. Dabi - lesbian-peanut-write

Praise Kink ft. T. Goshiki - @edens-breathless-melodies

Promise Kink ft. Astumu Miya - imaginethathaikyuu

Bondage ft. Sero Hanta -  @lovinkiri

Somnophilia ft. Iwaizumi - rivendell101

Breeding, Overstim, Cumflation ft. Enji Todoroki - enjifuckersupreme

Corruption Kink & Praise ft. Kuroo Tetsurou - oikadiors 

Hypnotism ft. Hitoshi Shinsou - ikinabi 

Public Sex ft. Dabi - lesbian-peanut-writer 

Day 11:

Onsen Sex ft. Kuroo Tetsurou - secondhand-trash (tagged above)

Oral Sex & Sex on The Kitchen Counter ft. Oikawa Toru - @cafedanslanuit 

Cockwarming ft. Suna R. - edens-breathless-melodies

Reassurance / Size Kink ft. Matsukawa - seita

Day 12:

ABO/Omegaverse ft. Shigaraki Tomura - burnedbyshouto 

Facefucking ft. Semi Eita - karasu-hoes

Anal ft. Tendou Satori - seita 

Incest ft. Ejirou Kirishima - hisoknen *Read TW’s before reading*

Sthenolagnia ft. Katsuki Bakugou - @reading-hub

Makeup Sex/Reunited ft. Futakuchi Kenji - imaginethathaikyuu (tagged above)

Predator/Prey ft. Geralt of Rivia - @nellblazer

Day 13:

deepthroating ft. Katsuki Bakugou - cellotonin

Thigh-Riding ft. Kuroo Tetsurou & Lev Haiba - whats-her-quirk

breath play/choking ft. Oikawa Toru - karasu-hoes

Daddy Kink ft. Levi Ackerman - anlian-aishang 

Pegging ft. Midoriya Izuku - burnedbyshouto 

Breath Play/ Choking ft. Tooru Oikawa - karasu-hoes

Day 14:

Public Sex/ Confined Space ft. Levi Ackerman - anlian-aishang

Phone Sex ft. Hawks - burnedbyshouto 

Day 15:

Caught Masturbating ft. Geralt of Rivia - @becs-bunker

Mirror Sex ft. Shinazugawa Sanemi - burnedbyshouto 

Breeding Kink/Aftercare ft. Bokuto Koutarou - @oikadiors

FaceFucking ft. Aizawa Shouta - cafedanslanuit

Public Sex ft. Ejirou Kirishima - lovinkiri

Overstim, Thigh-fucking, uniform ft. Bokuto Koutarou - @hunied-ossy

Mutual Masturbation ft. Shouto Todoroki - whats-her-quirk

Phone Sex ft. Kuroo Tetsurou - cellotonin

Praise ft. Katsuki Bakugou - quirklessthot

Day 17:

Choking/ balcony sex ft. Shinsou Hitoshi - rivendell101

Day 18: 

Car Sex/Oral Sex ft Kuroo Tetsurou - cafedanslanuit (tagged above)

Dirty Talk ft. Dean Winchester - @holylulusworld

Mirror Sex ft. Akaashi Keiji - cellotonin

Exhibitionism ft. Kirishima Eijirou - burnedbyshouto

Day 19:

Impact Play ft. Tobio Kageyama - karasu-hoes (tagged above)

Cockwarming ft. Shouta Aizawa - whats-her-quirk 

Voyeurism / Sex Swing ft. Levi Ackerman - anlian-aishang

Day 20:

Against A Wall/Wall Sex ft. Lev Haiba - cellotonin (tagged above)

Day 21:

Sexting ft. Goku - sevenstarsinning (tagged above)

Cheating ft. Todoroki Shouto - cafedanslanuit (tagged above)

Demonfucking/Knotting ft. Kyojuro - dudeandduchess 

Aphrodisiac ft. Asmodeus (Obey Me!) - @deliberatelyvague

Day 22:

Breeding ft. Yandere!Mammon (Obey Me!) - @yandere-daydreams

Window Sex/Formal Wear ft. Kyojuro - dudeandduchess (tagged)

Size Kink ft. Bokuto Koutarou - @iwaasfairy

Day 23:

Voyeurism ft. Kyojuro - @dudeandduchess

Quickie/Hate-fucking ft. Akinori Konoha - @prettysetterbaby 

Day 24:

Dirty Talk/ Daddy Kink ft. Mastukawa - super-noya

Possessive Sex ft. Katsuki Bakugou - some-kindofgnome

Day 25:

Fingersucking/Cockwarming ft. Shinsuke Kita - seita 

Day 26: 

Phone Sex ft. Oikawa Tooru - cafedanslanuit

Size Kink ft. Katsuki Bakugou - @spicyness

Overstimulation ft. Katsuki Bakugou - some-kindofgnome

Corruption ft. Lucifer (Obey Me!) - deliberatelyvague

Corruption ft. Shinsou Hitoshi - wonderwomanfantasy

Day 27:

Dry Humping ft. Tamaki Amajiki - whats-her-quirk

Day 29:

Senpai Kink ft. Sugawara Koushi - cellotonin

Creampie/Cumflation ft. Matsukawa - seita

Part 2 coming when some authors finish their kinktober fics!

Belphie 💜