bakuHO

A slut for Bakugo and the rest of the BNHA boys 

[magistars]

bakugo ‘motherfucking’ katsuki,

who simply texts ‘let’s hang out’ and expects you to be free, takes long walks after training to warm down, can never really shake off the heat, has bubbling insecurity about his sweat… who presses his forehead to the cool parts of your body in those quiet moments, nibbles your shoulder and neck in private, will never admit he loves when the tips of your fingers graze his scalp, shifting and caressing his blonde locks, the motion lulling him to sleep…

todoroki ‘mommy issues’ shoto,

who seems to dislike any display of vulnerability in those early days, will feel sparks when your hand grazes his and shies away from a potential fire, holding you at such a distance you can feel a breeze in between, breaks through the ice with gentle brushes against your shoulder, a simple finger wiping tears from your cheek… who lets you ignite him if you promise to be gentle, closes the distance when he finally feels safe enough, drops pieces of bread into the pond with you to feed the fishes, does not feel summer or winter anymore; with you, it’s always spring…

kirishima ‘the perfect man’ eijiro,

who listens to you ramble with one palm pressed to his cheek, the other resting quietly on your forearm, points out cute animals on the street if you don’t get to it first, loudly, sulks like a puppy when you’re gone too long… who always feels proud in his role as protector but fawns when you defend him, smells of cinnamon apple and sweat, is the first one to make you laugh the last one to make you cry, will hold you up to the big blue sky because you are his sunshine…

uraraka ‘sweet pea’ ochaco,

who brings more food to lunch so she can share with you, just you, will craft little octopi out of the sausage in your bento, holds your feet with a blush on her cheeks as you do sit ups, places a kiss to your forehead when your muscles get tight and you come up for the last time, gingerly holds your hand in the moments you can’t find strength… who rolls up in a blanket burrito and crashes into your lap, listens to you read, makes pinky promises and always, always intends to keep them…

midoriya ‘will I ever confess’ izuku,

who has so much tender passion for you it’s hard to keep from flooding out, bounces his leg rapidly to calm his nerves, will treasure you from afar till you make a move, please be gentle, nearly dies when you cup his cheeks with both your hands or place your palm under his chin, sinks into your touch like he’ll never get another chance… who writes about you in his journal, a lot, maybe doodles you from time to time, is never afraid to proclaim his love for you, gifts you his hoodie instead of waiting for it to be taken just to see you in it, dreams of your wedding one night and wakes up with tears…

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I JUST finished your recent post and I immediately thought of this. What if Kirishima "accidentally" ties up the Reader and released Bakugo to fuck the Reader senseless so he can listen to the Reader beg while enjoying the show.

B-bby your brain-

cw: voyeurism, puppy play, slight bondage, slight dubcon but it turns consensual

Bet it started off harmless too.

You and Kirishima are close friends, the type to go to each other’s houses absolutely shitfaced and talk aimless nonsense neither one would remember the next day.

You’re at his house for beers, some sexual comment leading to a full on conversation about preferred kinks and ones either one would like to try. It’s just a fun and friendly talk- well, as friendly as it can be when Kirishima memorizes every word to later jacks off to the thought of doing all those things to you.

“Okay okay-“ he sets his can down on the coffee table, slapping his hands on his thighs with a big and bubbly smile. “Thoughts on pet play?”

You hum as you circle the rim of your beer can. “It’s good, I guess?”

“It doesn’t seem to sound good?” Kirishima hums back and you quickly wave his assumption away.

“No, I mean it. It’s cool and all, but I’m not much for the pet role myself.” You sigh and rest your chin on your palm, still staring at your can. “Much rather have a “puppy” instead, y’know?”

“Oh?” Your friend’s raised brow made you realize your slight slip of the tongue, specially considering how you’re not much of a pet person. Unfortunately, your brain replayed the week you had spent taking care of Bakugou, getting fucked by the rowdy puppy- who is currently outside since Kirishima remembered how you two didn’t seem to get along based on call of him destroying your house.

If only he knew…

Taking the focus off yourself before you dig your whole deeper, you pointed at the red head with a smirk. “But you’re totally into it. You like taking care of people so you’d definitely have a “pet” partner.”

“Oof, right on the mark.” Kirishima holds his heart in defeat. “You know me too well.”

“Hmmm.” You take a sip of your drink. “But you wouldn’t be hard on punishments and stuff. Probably just some light bondage.” You then eye him up, and he knows you’re just analyzing him, but the look had the familiar shiver running up his spine, the one that made his hand itch to just rest on your thigh, specially now that the two of you seated on the carpet. The alcohol must be affecting him too much.

“Nah,” you shake your head. “You’re too vanilla to tie anyone up.”

Kirishima snaps out of his thoughts, offended. “Not true! I totally can and have done it!”

“I call bluff.” You challenge back with a smug grin over your can and Kirishima’s eyes narrow playfully, yet the faintest be darker at what he says next.

“Fine, hold your arms behind your back. I’ll show you that I’m a good rigger!” He pushes up and heads to the door, where an array of Bakugou’s leashes hang. He hesitastes just a little before grabbing one, reassured by your amused laughter that still rang in his ears when he walked back to you.

“You’re more assertive than usual. I like that.” You tease, turning around and pressing your wrists together. He rolls his eyes as he kneels before you, starts tying with surprising ease.

“Well, you always make me act a little meaner.”

That shouldn’t have sounded as hot as it did, specially with his breath fanning the shell of your ear. Maybe the alcohol was starting to get to you.

When he’s done, Kirishima realizes how he has you right now- the makeshift rope bunched around your wrists, in a box tie that looped forward above and under your chest, bunching your tits out when you turned back to him, something primal flares in him when he sees you trying to pull your arms apart experimentally only to remain tied, thoroughly impressed by the leash tied tight enough without being suffocating or painful.

“Gotta say, didn’t think you had this in ya, Kiri.” You muse back as you look at him, wondering exactly how many times has done this to tie you so well.

“Told you.” He mutters almost cockily that you have to resist the sudden urge to clamp your thighs together. The alcohol must really be playing tricks on your brain.

The moment is ruining by the ever loud and obnoxious barks of the Rottweiler who’s sick and tired of being outside. Kirishima sighs before standing once more. “Hold on. I’ll go give him something to play with so he settles down.”

He finds it amusing that you look at him with momentary panic and struggle for real this time. “H-Hey! Untie me first!”

Kirishima dismissively waves you off. “Pfft, like you need to go anywhere. Sit tight for a min, I’ll come back and untie you.”

He ignores your cute grumbling as he strides to the kitchen, where the back door is being aggressively scratched and bumped.

“Relax, Bakugou. You’re always so jealous of other people having fun.” Kirishima rolls his eyes but freezes before he holds the door handle, gears turning in his head even with all the impatient barking.

It is a bit unfair that Bakugou has to stay outside. It’s not like you and him hate each other or anything like that, just had some differences to settle. In fact, Kirishima has noticed that Bakugou cums a lot more on his shirts that you have worn when you came over, so much that the pieces of clothing were completely unwearable from the stains and strong smell that Bakugou seems to love. Maybe he actually enjoyed being in your house during that week.

You just needed to give Bakugou the chance you never give because he’s too rough and rowdy. His pup is a good boy, and an eager one at that- and maybe you’ll realized that now that your more… susceptible.

So Kirishima opens the door, wide enough for his puppy to slip back into the house.

“Bakugou.” He lowly whistles, catching the dog’s attention. He nods to the living room’s direction with a cunning smile. “Go greet our guest, boy. Give (Y/N) a warm welcome.”

Bakugou recognizes the name, and he all but darts out of the kitchen. Kirishima hears the commotion unfold- hears you gasp at the puppy’s appearance, tell him a shaky and unsure “no, stay”, before yelping when you’re inevitably tackled.

“K-Kirishima!” Your little desperate cry makes his cock twitch in his pants.

He takes his sweet time walking back to the living room, smiling even wider at the sight of you with your face smushed on the carpet, Bakugou on top of you, already grinding and humping himself into a panting mess.

“Kiri, call him off!” You tense when you feel Bakugou peel your pants down, a trick he got down pretty quickly in your house- and when he’s patient enough to not rip your clothes again.

“Bakugou’s just being friendly!” Kirishima’s usual chirpy attitude makes you want to punch him in the face if you could. Your breath shudders at Bakugou’s dick rubbing on your pussy, traitorous body reacting to him almost immediately.

“Besides, you said wanted a puppy for some pet play, right? You already know one-“

You groan through gritted teeth when Bakugou sinks his entire cock into you and starts his rough thrusting that makes your ass bounce back on his hips. He finds your sweet spot just as easily as the other times, and the added bonus of being tied and completely at Bakugou’s mercy to ram as deep as he can makes your brain fog up, weakly pushing back and getting a content growl from the pup mounting you.

The way you melt under Bakugou confirms Kirishima’s suspicion of something happening in your house, seating back on the couch to better watch how Bakugou fucks you in a frenzy and you take it so perfectly, pretty eyes glassy and fluttering lashes dotted in tears. He can’t help but palm his hard cock on over his sweats, biting his lip as your moans get louder.

“See? Bakugou’s a good boy and you two get along just fine. Why were you so worried about having him around?”

God, he loves that he’s words bounce off your head as you whine, your orgasm creeping in with the brutal thrusts. Kirishima didn’t want the fun to end though so he called for his dog. “Bakugou, down.”

Unfortunately, the words bounce off Bakugou’s head as well as his body curls to bump past your cervix with every full body stroke, eyes squeezed shut, forehead rested on your shoulder blades.

“I said down.” Kirishima demands low and mean, makes his own dog growl back at him but ultimately slow down to slow and shallow humps into you, and you whine now that you’re dangling at the edge of your release.

“So tell me, (Y/N),” you deliriously look at your “friend”, Bakugou groaning above you because you squeezed tight around him, drooling at the sight of Kirishima’s cock out, thick and gritty, his hand lazily spreading his pre down his shaft as he pumps himself, watching you with burning focus that makes you cream all over Bakugou’s cock. God, you wanted him in your mouth-

“You liked being tied up and fucked by my puppy? You look really pretty like that, bent over like a bitch in heat for him-“

Your eyes roll back, hips following suit, and Bakugou grinds back with as much vigor, spreading your legs wider apart with his own.

“Feels real good, don’t it?”

“Y-yes…” you breathe, weakly lifting your head. “Feels really good. Please, tell him to move, Kiri. Please. I’m almost there.”

“Yeah? He’s gonna pump you full of cum, baby.”

“Pleeeaasee~!” You weren’t hearing him again, throwing it back by yourself and making Bakugou choke a moan as he pushes at your back to keep you still, hypnotized by the way your pussy took his cock over and over and over.

Kirishima groans along, fisting himself faster. He whistles for his dog, who’s ear twitches first before he looks over drunkenly, visibly swaying with need.”

“Go ahead, Bakugou.”

He bared his teeth and clenched your hips, made you scream as he snaps deep into your womb, harsh pace instantly tipping you over and you babble and slur as you squirt your cum down your legs, pussy squelching to the relentless fucking. Your eyes permanently glue to the top of your head and Kirishima nearly cums to how senseless Bakugou got you, how you’d probably pass out if he made you ride his dick next.

He’s definitely letting Bakugou join your hang outs many more times- and buy some actual bondage ropes.

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Same anon! I love Puppy Bakugo and Kiri duo since I had another idea. Finally, Kiri and Reader get fucking and they are in the full nelson position but Bakugo gets mad he didn't get an invite that he just invites himself in. It just turns into the Reader trying to handle two cocks; one that is going feral and the other trying to catch up.

Lemme… lemme hyperventilate real quick…

cw: pet play, double penetration (in your puss hehe)

After so many goddamn months of pinning, Kirishima finally gets you in his bed, finally gets his hands all over you the same way he’s dreamed of during countless nights.

He can’t bring himself to be gentle. He’s too needy to savor you so slowly, apologizes every second of manhandling your legs up to your ears, slaps you down over and over and over on his fat cock with his back on the headboard, yours on his chest. Kirishima’s mind spins at how your moan, tell him “so good, so deep” in broken whines and babbles, seeing stars every time your eyes gravitated to the bridge of your nose. He wiggles his head onto your shoulder to see himself disappear in your pretty cunt turned so slutty for him.

God, he wanted you for so long and he finally has you.

But his commemoration won’t go uninterrupted by a very possessive puppy.

There’s only so much Bakugou can take, hearing you whine and smelling your arousal from the other side of the door, and he barges in when he’s way past his limit, foam on his mouth, growls borderline feral.

He doesn’t listen to Kirishima telling him to get off the bed. He doesn’t let you get a word out when he shoves his slobbery tongue down your throat. He doesn’t care that your poor pussy is stuff to full capacity as his leaking cock nudges your sensitive clit.

You squeal, arching into his chest and Kirishima grits his teeth when the underside of Bakugou’s dick grazes his. He shamelessly stares as the pup laps down your neck and shoulder, still trying to grind his way into you, right next to his owner.

“She won’t fit us both, Bakugou. Down.” Kirishima’s voice is too shaky to make his order heard. He really doesn’t want to pull out of you, not when he finally got in. But part of him doesn’t want to push Bakugou away either. He unconsciously spreads your lips apart.

Your head falls back on his shoulder, body shivering in his hold as you pant. “K-Kiri. Kiri, it’s too much…! I’m gonna-!”

You squeal even louder when Bakugou finally bullies is way into your pussy. His eyes roll back as he whines, locks his arms around your waist, and absolutely rams into you in desperate rush.

“S-Shit, Bakugou! Slow d-down, ah!” Kirishima groans, loses his last brain cells as he tries to keep up with the puppy’s harsh pace, winded from your squeezing walls, from another cock rubbing up on his. He’s thrown into the same feral state Bakugou’s in when you squirt all over both of them, making them glide even easier inside you.

It took awhile for Kirishima to realize you’re out cold, only reflexive twitching gushing your juices out.

Both the puppy and his owner were gonna get the lecture of a lifetime when you wake up sore and numb from the waist down.

[prettyboykatsuki-moved]

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hold my hand | k. eijirou + b. katsuki 

➳ tags ;; 3some (mmf), somewhat established relationship, unprotected sex, polyamory, kiribaku action etc. 18+, fem!reader, comfort/soft sex, dom!kirishima 

➳ wc ;; 901 

➳ a/n ;; it’s real poly hours right now…. Real Poly Hours

➳ plot ;; bakugou fucks you the morning after and kirishima watches you. when will you realize that this right where you’re supposed to be?

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“Ngh,” 

It’s Kirishima’s face you see when you open your eyes from sleep. Tangled between three bodies - the heat in the room is almost suffocating. It’s heavy with sweat, post-sex and soiled sheets. A little intoxicating too but it’s not unpleasant. 

Bakugou is a presence behind you, an arm wrapped around your waist. Kirishima is looking a you as much as he’s looking at him. It’s too much for you.. they’re too much for you. But between the two of them, caged - it’s hard to run anywhere. Bakugous face is buried in the nape of your neck. 

You can feel their morning wood - Kirishima pressed against your belly and Bakugous between your thigh. It makes you squirm and sigh. Everything is too close. But they don’t seem to care. You guess that makes sense, the two of them waking up to each othe rmust be common. 

But you’re here now, and it doesn’t feel awkward. You wonder if it should but Bakugou’s too busy nudging his hard cock between your slick folds, puffy from the long night before. All of you is still soft - pussy stretched and relaxed. You whimper at the sensation of his head sliding against your lips. Kirishima chuckles as he looks at your face - in such distress. 

“G’mornin’”

He kisses you first and then meets Bakugou over shoulder to kiss him too. You don’t feel out of place but you wonder if you’re supposed too. You wonder it again and again. Until Bakugou brushes his cock against your enterance and plunges himself with a steady thrust - nudging your cervix until he’s settled somewhere just in your belly. 

Kirishima is sleepy and pleased - even like this he has so much control, it intimidates you. He looks over at Bakugou and reaches over your body to pet his cheek, kissing your forehead all the while. 

“She feel good, Kat?” 

Bakugou nods, holding your hips in the palms of his hand. His grip is so gentle it makes you question everything. You inhale a sharp breath as Bakugou nods. There’s not enough room to fuck you proper, so he rocks against you. It makes you whimper but Kirishima is quick to hold your. 

“She feels so good, Ei, shit” 

Kirishima laughs when he looks at you, His eyes are so inviting. It feels like you were supposed to be here. Like he wants you to be. He holds your face while Bakugou fucsk you slow and deep and it’s too much really. You want to do something for him but it’s too much. 

“Do you feel good? Is Katsuki making you feel good?” Kirishima is too bright and too much this early. You can hear Bakugou grunting about how tight you are but Kirishima is looking right at you while it’s happening. Like he can’t let you forget you’re in-between them. 

His hand comes down between your two bodies, his fingers nudging your clit before rubbing it in a small circle. It throbs under his fingers. It’s too much - way too much for you. You whimper. 

“Why don’t you hold me, hm? Tell me how good Kats is making you feel and I’ll make you cum,” 

Behind you, Bakugou chuckles. 

“You’re terrible, Ei” 

Kirishima chuckles as he watches you squirm. It’s too much, they’re just so much but you can’t help but shudder. All the touch, the attention, the care - your fading away into nothingness. Mind mushy as you feel them both. 

“A little but she won’t even look at me Kats,” ― Kirishima tsks, leaning into you―  “That’s not fair is it?” 

Bakugou shakes his head, slamming into you with a snicker. Kirishma’s gaze is so heavy on you but you see it when your eyes flutter open. Impending orgasm becoming more impossible to ignore. Wanton lust and overwhelming emotion overcome you in a heap until your eyes get watery. Kirishima pouts at you before smiling. 

“Oh baby, you look like you’re gonna cry,” ― Kirishima coos, holding your face as he brings you closer to the edge ― “Why’s that?” 

“‘s too much, fuck” it comes out so hoarse you barely recognize it, but you cling to him like he wanted so bad. He gives Bakugou a grin over your shoulder as you whine into his neck. The blonde rolls his eyes and and smiles. You’re too cute for your own good, half falling apart for them both. You belong right there, and no where else. They’d be damned to find you anywhere else. 

“Tell him how good it feels, baby and I’ll let you cum,” 

Kirishima holds your clit between his thumb and forefingers with expertise. It’s right there, your climax just a second away. You cry out. 

“Feels good, Bakugou - feels,”

The blond slams his hips into yours with a scowl. 

“Bakugou?” 

You squeal as Kirishima breaks out into laughter. 

“Katsuki, ‘m sorry ― ! It feels good, please just let me cum, please” 

Kirishima hums, rubbing your clit with speed. You pant in his ear, trembling as he whispers words of praise into you. Overwhelmed, you whine shamelessly as your orgasm strikes you like a match 

“Kat’s is just bein’ mean, you can cum sweetheart” 

You sob as Bakugou grits his teeth, fucking you through your orgasm. Kirishima grins at the two of you but they both silently agree that you belong nowhere but there. 

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[wysteriawin]

Sensitive Thighs

MY HERO ACADEMIA

Pro Hero!Bakugou Katsuki x Sensitive Thighed!Reader

A/N: just some messy headcanons with our favorite angry boy. Slightly NSFW.

Bakugou finds out you have sensitive thighs pretty early on in your relationship

One night when your at his apartment and things start to get a little hot ‘n heavy on the couch, he brings down a hand to grip the supple skin of your thigh

And you too lost in his kisses let out too obvious of a whimper into his mouth, jolting a little in his hold

He pulls back from your lips, not quite clicking together what caused that reaction, his eyes searching your expression

All he finds is swollen lips, flushed cheeks and the doe eyes you make for only him

As he goes to speak he moves his hand again, giving a little reassuring squeeze while moving further up your thigh

You inhale quickly, your body responding before you could stop it as you arch towards him, and it clicks in Bakugou’s mind

Sweet spot located

As if to prove his thoughts true, he brings his other hand to the opposite thigh to match, and does the same dragging motion again

“You okay, angel?”

You can hear the smirk clear through his gravelly tone

Everything gets a little more hazy as you try to joke out a reply

“I just-“ you try to defend yourself before Bakugou dives for your neck, weight shifting to move you underneath him now

Another moan slips out, and he groans in response, blending into his kisses

“Didn’t know you had sensitive thighs, babe,” he speaks gruffly, muffled by your skin

You blush, bringing your hands up into his blonde hair, “Didn’t think it was important info to share-“

He laughs a little bit, moving to sit back on his heels above you

God, his vermillion stare ripping across your body sent heat straight to your core

“Oh trust me, it is, idiot.” he muttered, pulling his shirt over his head and carelessly throwing it somewhere in the room

You brought your knees together, feeling vulnerable with him towering over you as you in turn shed your shirt, pants already thrown somewhere too

How was he so gorgeous? Thick ropes of muscle over his shoulders and arms, a taut abdomen and chest littered with scars from pro hero work. Big, tough hands that could ruin you in a second (whether from explosions or something else, we’ll never know). You don’t know what you did to earn your former classmate’s affection, but damn were you going to cherish every second with him

He chided you, pulling you out of you thoughts as he spread your knees again

“Don’t hide from me, angel, I want all of you.”

He said it so nonchalantly like he wasn’t already making your stomach flip in anticipation

He backed up a little before lowering himself, this time to position his face in between your thighs, making your heart jump in your throat

You could feel his heated breath on your core over your panties, and suddenly it was incredibly hard to think

“You should have told me sooner, woulda done this a lot more,”

Before you had time to question what he meant he kissed your inner thigh, one of his palms coming up to squeeze the opposing leg

His sloppy kisses turned into tender bites, mingling sucking on your soft skin with the sharpness of his canines

Let’s just say he was reveling in the noises he was pulling from your throat

“Fuck, Katsuki-“

It was almost too much, the chills traveling your nerves, the heat radiating from his body, how close he was nearing to your clothed pussy

But he just moved over to the other inner corner of your thigh where his hand was previously, like he didn’t know how crazy he was driving you

One thing that Bakugou Katsuki is for sure, is he’s a fucking tease during foreplay

When he’s inside you, he has a much harder time restraining himself (I mean, come on, how is he supposed to not lose himself when that pretty body of yours just keeps sucking him in?)

but when he’s focused on your pleasure...let’s just say good luck

“I’m just getting started,” he groaned out, starting to grind his hips into the couch underneath him

Fuck, you were in for a long night

After he learns and experiments with this new found weakness of yours, he fully intends to use it against you, not just in the bedroom

When your all out with friends, he is sure as hell is going to keep a hand on your thigh any time he can

He loves sitting next to you, watching you keep a steady face as he presses his fingers into his previous bite marks, watching goosebumps rise on your arm

He figures out it’s the easiest way to rile you up fast

And let’s be honest, the more he finds out and learns about how your body works, the bigger his ego gets

His pride swells when he has is pretty little baby underneath him, whimpering about how good the great Dynamight makes her feel

[monst]

Last day on the beach

Shinsou Hitoshi x Reader

“So… you want to pollute the ocean? ..How romantic.“

       You wiggled your toes into the warm sand as you watched the cerulean waves roll and crash. Bubbly foam caressed the flesh of your legs before quickly skidding away. A long rope of green tangled onto your ankle and you reached down to pluck the seaweed off. Your fingers rubbed against the slippy texture of it as the vastness of the ocean stared at you. 

“Stare long enough and it’ll suck you in.” 

“Wouldn’t that be nice.” You scoffed. “I’d get saved by a hot merman and he’ll take me to his secret cove where I’d live off seafood and fishy cuddles.”

“Or he’ll eat you.” Shinsou snickered, his fingers pinching the skin of your cheek. “Who knows what mermen eat.”

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[monst]

Taking a dip

All characters 18+

Hawks (Takami Keigo), Todoroki Shouto, Deku (Midoriya Izuku), Dabi X reader

Warnings: Sexy time actions/themes, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Dubcon (Dabi & Hawks). Mutual masterbation (Deku), Shenanigans (Shouto & Hawks) 

“Can I request some nsfw Onsen hc’s for Dabi Todo Deku and Hawks pls?” 

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[th0mas1ut]

FALLING IN LOVE WITH BNHA BOYS

→  pairing: bakugo, todoroki, kirishima, hawks, dabi

→ warning: smut

→ gen tags; ask box; navigation + taglist: @trifliz​   

怒り BAKUGO

↬  falling in love with bakugo katsuki is like driving your car down the fast lane like no one is watching; it’s thrills down your spine and a pulsing in your head; feeling breathless when he kisses you; being bonked on the head with test papers while studying; holding his hand while drive to nowhere in particular; passionate kisses that make your toes curl; seeing him at the pool and flushing like a cherry; late night phone calls where his gruff and husky voices makes you feel funny; watching him take down bad guys with a smirk on his face and never feeling more attracted to him in your life; it’s knowing that with all his cold shoulders and complaining translate directly into how much he cares.

↬ bakugo katsuki falling in love with you is seeing you smile and scowling at that fluttering feeling in his chest; it’s kissing your hand when he’s holding it while no ones looking; feeling a heated urge when he sees you at the pool wearing that; study dates where he can’t help but think how cute you look while you chew on your pencil; late phone calls where your soft voice lulls him to sleep; trying his best to impress you while he’s blowing up shit, proud of himself; pretending he doesn’t care but scared that if he showed you how badly he wanted you you might run away; seeing you walk toward him in the hallway with this glow and he never wants this to change. ever.

氷 TODOROKI

↬ falling in love with shoto todoroki is like watching cherry blossom petals fall around you like a dream; it’s gentle touches and longing looks; standing right next to him whenever the two of you are in the same room; it’s because even when all you see and hear is chaos, he is the only sense of calmness and right everywhere you look; him giving you soba noodles that he so happened to accidently make too much of; his hand from his cool side touching you and still leaving a burning sensation on your skin; switching which side you walk on during dates depending on the season; seeing him as not just hot and cold, but warm and cool.

↬ shoto todoroki falling in love with you is breathing in fresh air on a chilly autumn day, hugs and cuddles for the first time; kisses that make a warmth in his chest blossom; being scared of losing you after villain’s had attacked ua, holding you tightly against his chest; not being able to sleep and going to your room to chat; going to cafe’s and having to be dragged away; whispering your name like a prayer in your ear when you’re about to come, watching you sleep so peacefully afterwards; your eyes, filling with compassion and heartache and love when he talks about his childhood and father; his pride, when you don’t take shit from his father and stand up to him; his world, right in front of him this whole time.

岩 KIRISHIMA

↬ falling in love with kirishima is like stepping into the sun after being exposed to night for years; it’s seeing him smile and a thousand emotions exploding in your chest; his support no matter what path you take; his love overflowing you like a current, reminding you how beautiful you are to him; his determination, filling you with a sense of pride; working out with him, telling you how “manly” you look; constant cuddles, so much that the other student of class 1-a tell you to get a room; getting the best hugs, ones that lift you off the ground and make your stretch out your legs like a leopard; loving kirishima for the selfless man he is.

↬ kirishima falling in love with you is admiring your strength and courage to be who you are and pushing him to be his best every day; it’s soft cuddles in the bath, loving when you touch his long hair; it’s walking you home from school; talking about you so much that bakugou threatens to blow his head up; texting you wholesome shit to see if you’ll smile in class and then getting his phone taken away; it’s having you officially join the bakusquad because you’re practically a member anyway; it’s the whole room lighting up when you enter; always being as close as humanly possible, because you light a warm flame inside of him.

翼 HAWKS

↬ falling in love with hawks is like running your hand into a steady stream that turns into a mighty river; it’s watching him fly and your heart travelling with him; it’s that smile of his that turns your insides to mush; him carrying you through the sky and kissing you on some rooftop; lunch dates where you just talk about whatever; seeing him on the pro hero charts and feeling a rush of warmth, congratulating him with a peck on his cheek; it’s visiting his apartment at night, when the darkness begins to consume him; it’s his wings wrapping around you both to pull you close as he fucks you from behind, murmuring praises into your ear and hold you throughout the night as he spoons you from behind, the haziness of the night swallowing you whole.

↬ hawks falling in love with you is watching you from buildings, worried about your safety; sometimes it’s refusal to talk about work and you desperately calling out to him; later it’s delicately kissing you on the head, as you bury your face into his chest; it’s seeing you trust him, believe in what he’s doing; listening to him talk about his past; it’s thinking about you at night, grasping at the empty bedsheets next to him; standing to close to you in the morning at work, making you flustered with the attention; it’s locking his office and using his wings to shield you; it’s you gently cleaning his wings for him while he traces your hips in the shower; it’s seeing you today and the next day and the next.

火 DABI

↬ falling in love with dabi is like dousing yourself in kerosene and hoping you don’t light aflame, and enduring as skin peels and blisters; it’s watching him closely, too closely; it’s catching his attention and finding yourself in an unknown basement, kidnapped; questions and questions but never about how you are, just who and when and where and why; it’s seeing the sadness in his eyes, wanting to take it away even when he is your captor; it’s joining the league, because as much as he hid his distress at the thought of you leaving, you knew; it’s going to his bedroom at night because it’s too cold and risking being turned to ash, just at the promise of a little warmth; it’s him looking at you with wonder and curiosity as you hold his face in your hands without disgust, even kissing him.

↬ dabi falling in love with you is cold-blooded fear; it’s something nostalgic and foreign in his chest that he doesn’t want anymore, but it’s heavy when he steps close to you; it’s keeping watch over you the longest, though no one mentions it; refusing to answer to your questions, but still listening to your one-sided conversations; it’s feeling his shoulders unclench when he hears your voice; it’s panic in chest when shigaraki talks about letting you go again since you’re not a treat to the league; it’s aggressive tears that sting his face and creating a burning sensation again when he even thinks about it; it’s ecstacy swallowing him whole when you tell everyone you’re staying; it’s holding you so tight he could break your bones when you slip into his room at night, afraid he’ll break if he lets go; so he doesn’t.

[hawksrut]

Synopsis:  He was always nice to you. Offering warm smiles, asking how your day had been. Never once stepping out of bounds and overall a ray of sunshine. The thought of him craving a night with you never stepped into your head. Not until he had you alone. His mouth moving lower and lower, lips pressing on every inch of skin he could get across.

Pairing: Kirishima Eijiro (Red Riot) x Reader

Genre: Smut

Word: 8.18K

Warnings: Kirishima is awkward because HE IS A GENTLEMAN (you cannot change my mind), pain kink, soft nicknames, SOFT DOM Kirishima, dirty talk, being treated like the queen you are, dry humping, cunnilingus, markings, Kiri is a sweetheart, switched perspectives (from yours to his), kinda some backstory, quirk usage, slight voyeurism (implied), slight Aizawa x reader (like a crumb), slight Bakugou x reader (one-sided), Kiri asking for consent because HE IS A GENTLEMAN, small and I mean small touches of a plot, Kirishima switches, sub Kirishima (?), slightly dom reader, hand job (sort of), pearl necklace, mentions of cum

Art credit: Ameko on Zerochan

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You could not have been more glad for an hour of nothing. 

Whether it was the clear lack of previous world-rocking sex, or simply having it with a hero hit different you couldn’t distinguish, but oh how grateful you had become when the timer between you and Shinsou came to an end and your alone time had begun. One man, not two or three but one. In the time you had been together, Shinsou had wrecked you beyond what you understood. It was honest to god nothing like your previous encounters with men and women but an entire ethereal tier above. 

Legs shook, legs continued to shake up right until your free time clock was on its last ticks. Your former despisement of the human body’s resource has felt like a touch from an angel as your Sahara feeling mouth became quenched with the rapids of water refilling the dam of energy within you. A great thank you would be going to your boss. What you thought was her simply preparing the men had extended to your aftercare. Water, snacks, and a warm bed without the sounds of loud screaming and moaning coming from the outside world of your room. Again, maybe you should not have been so surprising your mentor went to great lengths for you. The sex goddess herself knew that sex was not simply the wham, bam, thank you ma’am but the comfort before and after the human body had gained a touch of rhapsody. Much like your body, your mind was at ease. No prickles of glum from being parted from your partner, nor the pinching and twisting from a lack of sexual elation(Shinsou was dead set on that). No disgust nor shame but the fits of giggles from for being seen, recognized as someone with as much of a sexual drive, a want as a man. 

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[monst]

Can you do Shinsou, Aizawa, and Dabi for waking in in your sleeping in the nude as well? I love this little series so much

What are Pyjamas?

All characters 18+

Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta, Dabi x reader. 

Warnings: Voyeurism, Noncon touching, questionable actions. Sexy times themes. Lol they’re under the cut since they ended up longer than I anticipated. Lol I couldn’t help myself and connected Dabi’s Hc with TDS Christmas pt1 :P 

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[sugarmaplewings-fics]

Public Displays

Pairing: Kirishima x reader

Warnings: A little kissy-kissy? Some light PDA (as foretold by the title). Otherwise nothing

Author's Note:

I initially intended to leave this request for a Sugar Sap hours drabble, but I really took the prompt and ran with it! Thanks for sending this in nonnie, it was a really cute idea! I'm also trying out a slightly different writing style, so tell me if you like it!

Anyhoo, tomorrow is my last day of school, so hopefully I can get back on consistency and make plans for the summer. Requests will open again soon (probably)! Watch for that!

Enjoy <33

-Sugar

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“Can you believe Aizawa-sensei assigned us a paper five days before the last day of school?” Mina griped.

“I know,” Kaminari groaned in agreement. “I still haven’t finished my revision for the last one.”

“Dude, that was due last week.”

The blond threw his head back on the couch at Sero’s comment, covering his face with his hands. “I knowww,” he whined.

You, Mina, Denki, Sero, and a silent Bakugou all sat in the common room, having one last conversation on the couches before bed. The windows around you were dark, giving the room an almost cozy vibe. The five of you were spread out on the cushioned sofas, reclining deep in the drowsy sensations of just finishing a long day of classes. You were tired and you knew you’d be going to sleep soon, but your friends had decided to have a final moment together with chatter and hot mugs of tea before finally parting ways.

You had a bit of an additional ulterior motive in staying up: waiting for your boyfriend to get back from his internship. He was always out late on patrol these days—although, you figured by now he was already on the train back.

It was nice to have your friends keep you company while you waited. You smiled to yourself at their antics as they complained about homework. You had to admit, it was nice to know people who were in the same boat as yourself, so to speak. Except for Bakugou. He seemed to always be on top of everything, no matter what. Honestly, you were surprised he hadn’t pitched in on the conversation yet to berate his fellow blond. Perhaps he was too tired to say anything, seeing as it was past his usual bedtime. Or maybe he was doing his best not to draw attention to himself lest anyone question why he might be waiting up and spending time with the rest of you. Either way, you were glad he didn’t use his chance to rub in his impeccable time management skills.

A few more minutes went by of talking amongst yourselves until finally you heard the front door open. All heads turned towards it, watching as four familiar heads of hair filed into the building.

Kirishima broke off from the group, waving his fellow work study classmates goodnight before heading towards the couches seating you and your friends. Uraraka, Tsu, and Midoriya called out a quick acknowledgment and ‘goodnight’ to your group, heading in the direction of their rooms, but your eyes were elsewhere as a certain someone approached you.

Even though he was clearly exhausted, he looked good, as always, with his spiky hair tied back in a bandana and a sleepy expression on his face. He smiled at you from above, catching you up in looking into his scarlet eyes, crinkled just a bit at the corners with cheer.

“Hey, Kirishima,” Sero greeted casually.

“How’d your patrol with Fatgum go?” Kaminari asked.

“Good.” Kirishima sidled up in front of you. Without warning, he tucked one hand under your knees and another below your butt, lifting you with startling ease just enough for him to slide under you onto the couch and place you on his lap. He took a moment to adjust you, cradling your body in his arms and pulling your legs to a more secure, comfortable position, hugging you from behind.

A shaky grin made its way onto your face, flustered at the display he’d put on so casually. You glanced around to check the reactions of your friends, heart beginning to hammer in your chest. Sero and Bakugou seemed unfazed, the latter pointedly glaring at the floor. Denki looked at the two of you wistfully, probably wishing for a significant other of his own to snuggle with. Mina rested her head on a pink palm, gazing at you in some blend of dreamy happiness, as though she was glad her close friend had gotten together with her classmate from middle school.

Your attention was brought back to the redhead when you felt his cheek brush against yours, warm and soft and fuzzy with the occasional textured blemish on his teenage skin. His chin rested on your shoulder, and you felt the contented expansion of his chest as he heaved a quiet sigh. You were able to see his eyes were closed as he nuzzled into you.

“Comfy?” you asked with a quirked brow and a jittery half-laugh.

“Mhm,” he hummed, and you swore by the way he leaned into you that he’d fall asleep at any minute. Eijirou loved showing you off as his and wasn’t one to turn down a little PDA, but you couldn’t remember him doing something like this before. He never ceased to surprise you. Then again, he was probably more lenient due to his tired state, not caring who was around when all he wanted was to hold your warm body to his.

“You two are so cutee!” Mina gushed, drawing out the last syllable.

Eijirou chuckled, lids still shut, a hint of color appearing on his face. “Sorry,” he mumbled, and you were able to feel the rumbling vibrations of his voice on your back. “I hope I wasn’t interrupting anything when I came in.”

Kaminari grinned and rolled his eyes. “Feels more like we’re the ones interrupting something, but you're good.”

The others had gotten used to Eijirou’s advances on you around them, but even as often as he did it, it felt like the only one who wasn't accustomed to it was yourself. He never failed to make your breath hitch and your heart beat a little faster. From just the right words or gentle touches, you found him playing you like a fine-tuned instrument, and you were more than happy to let him.

You went back to your original conversation soon after that, quiet laughter and hums of agreement accompanying friendly chatter. Bakugou didn’t stick around for long once he knew his best friend was okay, standing up with a grumbled “‘Night” as soon as he finished his lukewarm tea.

The chatter amongst yourselves gradually began to peter out, interrupted by stretches and yawns. Your remaining three friends decided to call it a night, heading to the elevator with teases and well-wishes, leaving you and Eijirou alone.

The second they were gone, he turned you to face him, suddenly a little more awake. He touched his forehead to yours and slotted your noses together, taking you in for another few seconds before he finally kissed you.

“I missed you, baby,” he murmured, pulling your body flush against his in a tight but gentle hug.

“I missed you too.”

He languidly began to press kisses over your face, pausing to pull back just enough to let out a small groan when your hands began massaging his back.

“Feels good,” he whispered in an almost trancelike state. “You’re makin’ me even sleepier . . . .”

You pressed a kiss to one of his closed eyelids, tittering to yourself. “Maybe you should head to bed then, sweetheart.”

“Nooo.” He hugged you even tighter, pouting. “I want to stay with you. I haven’t been able to kiss you in three days.”

“So kiss me,” you said with a shrug.

He connected his lips with yours, humming as your mouths moved against each other. It was soft and warm and sweet, and the little tingles of electricity that shot through your chest made you half wonder if Denki had stayed behind after all.

You didn’t want to pull away from the wet slide of his tongue, nor leave the feeling of his endearingly sharp teeth, but eventually you ran out of air. Your lungs refilled with oxygen and Kirishima’s scent, and you were unable to stifle a little yawn of your own.

“Can you come to my room tonight?” Eijirou asked you. “I don’t want to leave you again.”

You frowned. “Remember what happened last time we got caught? Aizawa would have our heads if he saw us again.”

“But (Y/N), it’s the end of the year. What’s he going to do?”

“He could ask us to not come back next year,” you pointed out dryly.

“We’ll be extra sneaky then,” he persisted. “He didn’t catch us all those other times we did it. Last time was just a fluke.”

“Eiji, I don’t know—”

That’s when he hit you with the puppy eyes, and you knew you were done for.

You scowled at his tricks, trying to ignore the pang you felt in your heart as soon as he looked at you like that. “Fine,” you conceded in defeat. “Just don’t forget to wake me up on time.”

He beamed at you, displaying his pearly white shark teeth you’d fallen hopelessly in love with. “Of course!”

You dismounted from the tops of his thighs, taking his hand in yours and walking to the elevator by his side. You leaned into him on the ride up, glad you were already more or less ready for bed.

As soon as Eijirou was finished changing and brushing his teeth, you were back in his arms, snuggled up in his bed. Even through your anxieties of being discovered a second time spending the night in the room of your beloved, you had to admit nothing was better than falling asleep to his low voice and gentle kisses. You drifted off with your legs tangled together, face buried in his chest. His scent was all around you, and it was warm warm warm.

“Goodnight, darling,” he murmured to you, already half asleep.

“Goodnight.”

“Love you.”

“I love you too.”

And with that, you were lost together in repose, the steady breaths and heartbeat of the other lulling you into a deep slumber.

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[oligbia]

MHA Characters’ Types

A small warning: I do talk about the body sizes and types I think the characters like. I want to remind you that you are absolutely stunning as you are and should never ever change your body for anyone, especially a fictional character. These are simply hcs, no body type or size is gross or bad, they are all valid and beautiful.  If you are struggling with these issues, I recommend using this resource to get help. 

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[fantasydaydreamers]

I'm so happy your box is open!! I want to request some Kirishima fluff finding out his wife is pregnant and he's all happy and goes overboard on buying baby stuff and just being so sweet and protective. Don't overwork yourself with these requests take care of yourself and stay safe girl ❤

Guess who's backkkk!!!🎉💕🥺

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Warnings: None

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“The Whisper Challenge”

"Okay! For tonight's game night, we're going to be playing the whisper challenge!" Mina exclaims, waltzing into the room with noise-canceling headphones while shooting you a knowing look.

It was monthly game night with the infamous BakuSquad and being pro-heroes while finding the time to meet up once a month to hang out was difficult. That usually meant going out to bars and barhopping, but because of your recent discovery, you can't drink alcohol for the next nine months.

The first person you told was Mina--and thank God you told her in private because she screamed so loud, it made the neighboring dogs howl. She demanded details on how long you've known but you had just taken a test a few days prior. The reason why you told her first was that you wanted her help on how to break the news to your boyfriend, Kirishima. The two of you devised a plan to not let the rest of the BakuSquad suspicious on why there wouldn't be any bar-hopping on this particular game night. 

Catching her knowing gaze you quickly look back over to Kiri who was walking over to you with a bowl of popcorn, a questioning look on his face that asked if you wanted any. "That challenge is so ollldddd," Kaminari whined, leaning dramatically against Bakugou as you gratefully took some popcorn out of his bowl.

Mina rolled her eyes and sat down on the couch next to Sero who was doing something on his phone. "So what? I bet no one here has played it before so that's just going to make it more exciting."

You're nervously chewing on your popcorn when you notice Bakugou shoot Kirishima a glance you couldn't decipher, feeling him shift next to you.

Bakugou shrugs. "I think it's a good idea."

That comment made Sero promptly lock his phone, focusing all of his attention on Bakugou, whereas Kaminari pulled away from his side in disgust. "What?"

Even you and Mina stared at him bewildered, expecting him to be the last person to agree to this type of game. It was dead silent and Bakugou's eyebrows twitched in annoyance having all the attention on him. "Do I have something on my fucking face?"

Everyone looks away without commenting and Mina clears her throat. "So! How about we do teams? I pick Sero!" Mina loops her arm through Sero's and smiles innocently. You look next to Kirishima and raise an eyebrow at him. He smiles and nods but you can tell he looks uneasy. What's up with him?

That left Bakugou and Kaminari together and you laughed at Bakugou's expression. "We're going to lose."

"Hey!" Kaminari smacked his arm in which Bakugou grumbled but didn't flinch.

Mina snorted and grabbed the headphones again. "Okay, so I know everyone here has heard of the challenge and knows how to play, but just in case, Sero and I will be going first to show you how it's done. Ready?"

She turns towards Sero and hands him the headphones to put on. "Wait, I'm going first?" He asks hesitantly, narrowing his eyes. Mina shoots him an innocent grin that made his cheeks flush lightly. The interaction between them made you smile slightly, hiding it behind another handful of popcorn.

Sero puts the headphones on without another word and Mina plugs the cord into her phone, scrolling through her music. He suddenly jerks as rock music blared through the headphones, making it audible to everyone in the room. Bakugou snorts and grins. "Nice."

"Ready?" Mina asks, setting her phone down on the table.

"I can't hear you!" Sero practically yells, making Kaminari burst out laughing. Kirishima grins widely and Bakugou snorts again which made you giggle, your anxiety easing up a bit.

Mina, trying to stifle her own laughter pronounced the word again slowly. "Rea-dy?" It dawned on Sero and he nodded again motioning her to begin.

"Who can drop it low, the lowest?" Mina asks with a straight face as Sero stared at her mouth intently. This time you snort and lean forward expectantly waiting to hear what he has to say.

Sero opens his mouth to respond but closes it again. "Say it again?"

"Who can drop it low, the lowest?" This time Mina slows the words down and you can see Sero trying to mouth the words along with her. Everyone in the room was staring with smirks on their faces anticipating Sero's response.

"Uh...something about blowing? Blowing what? I haven't blown anyone." Mina facepalms and you cackle at the beyond confused expression on Sero's face. You almost felt sorry for him.

He winces again and throws the headphones off. "Did I get it?"

Kirishima laughs and Mina hands the headphones to Kaminari who was in tears on the floor. "Here Kami, since you think you can do better." Kaminari sits up and wipes his eyes, blindly reaching out for the headphones while gasping for air.

"Holy shit I should've recorded that." His face was flushed as he struggled to put the headphones on as Bakugou plugged them into his phone. Kaminari points a finger at Mina, "I never said I could do better."

"Don't shortage my shit, Sparky." Bakugou scrolls through his music before picking one, another rock song coming through the headphones. Kaminari didn't even flinch and you had a feeling his quirk had something to do with it.

"Ready, dumbass?" Bakugou asks and Kaminari nods. Oh? Off to a good start.

"What's your Chipotle order?" Bakugou asks, resting his elbow on the table. His head was resting in his hand as he gazed at Kaminari expectantly, a ghost of a smirk on his face. Kaminari blinked a few times and pursed his lips as he stared at Bakugou's lips, thinking. He nodded suddenly as if he understood the question and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Yellow."

Everyone busted out laughing and you subconsciously grabbed your stomach as you tried to catch your breath. Bakugou turned his head into his hand in disappointment but everyone could see the laughter he was trying to hide.

Kaminari sat there with the headphones still on, watching everyone laugh. "What? Did he not ask my favorite color?"

Sero was holding up his phone with one hand while wiping his eye with the other hand. Kaminari stuck his tongue out at the camera and turned back to Bakugou who was shaking his head. A pout could be seen on his face before he shoved the headphones off. "Man, this is hard."

Bakugou shook his head and unplugged the headphones, passing them to Kirishima who happily took them. "Okay, c'mon (Y/n)! We got this!" Seeing him pumped up made butterflies erupt in your stomach again and you bit your lip nervously.

"You go first."

"I'll go first."

The two of you spoke at the same, making everyone stop their teasing and look at each other nervously. Furrowing your eyebrows, Kirishima grins sheepishly before putting the headphones on, silently agreeing on what you both just said. Brushing off the weirdness, you plug the cord into your phone and hit shuffle, before putting your phone down on the table.

"Ready?" You shift nervously in your seat and glance at Mina, seeing her hold up her phone to record Kiri's reaction. That just made your anxiety spike more as you try to focus back on Kiri seeing him nod in response.

Taking a deep breath you stared into Kiri's innocent eyes while feeling the gaze of your friends burning holes in your head. This would be news to them too so that just added to the pressure. With one last dry swallow, you break the news.

"You're going to be a father."

The room was silent except for the muffled song blasting in Kiri's ears and the pounding of your heart in yours. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Kaminari silently raise his hands to his mouth in shock and you glance at him quickly, also seeing Bakugou staring at you with wide eyes. Looking over at Mina, she was grinning widely behind her phone as Sero's jaw was practically on the ground.

Focusing back on Kirishima, he seemed oblivious to everyone's reactions as he furrowed his eyebrows, thinking. "Say it again, cutie." The nickname made you flush even brighter, the situation being too much already.

"You're. Going. To. Be. A. Father."

Kirishima grinned and his eyes lit up. "You're going to be a father?" You nod slowly and see him fist pump excitedly, taking the headphones off. "See? We nailed that, (Y/n)! Okay, who's ne-"

Kirishima pauses, the headphones wrapped around his neck as he stared at your wide-eyed, not caring about anyone else in the room. "(Y/n)...are you...?"

You nod again, feeling tears well up in your eyes as Kirishima stands and pulls you into a bear hug, the sound of your friends jumping up and cheering melted into nothing as you gently sobbed into Kirishima's shoulder. "Surprise?" You offer, trying to not feel so overwhelmed.

Kirishima pulls back to look at you, his own eyes glossy with tears as a stray one runs down his cheek. "Cutie...this is the best surprise I could ask for."

"(Y/n)! Does that mean we're going to be uncles?! And an aunt?!" Kaminari asked excitedly, mildly interrupting your moment with Kiri. You let out a breath of a laugh and nod your head which satisfied him enough to turn back to Mina.

Looking back at the man you love, his eyes were adverted, a new blush on his face as you tilted your head, confused.

"That's not the only surprise." This time, Bakugou spoke up, holding his phone as he recorded you and Kiri standing together. He was grinning widely behind the camera as everyone else got quiet again, watching intently Panicked, you looked at Mina who shook her head, her own evident confusion telling you she was equally as lost.

Kirishima stepped away from you and you watched him bend down on one knee, your hands automatically coming up to your mouth. The water damn behind your eyes broke and tears streamed down your face so hard that you couldn't even see Kiri anymore.

"So...I was actually going to surprise you during this game and ask you, 'will you marry me?' when you had the headphones on, but it looks like you beat me with a surprise, huh cutie?" A chuckle escaped his mouth and you released one of the hands from your mouth to hold it out for him, his warm one enveloping it. "(Y/n), I love you so much and you make me the happiest man in the world. Though this proposal isn't what I planned, I couldn't imagine a more perfect setting being surrounded by loved ones and one on the way-" he pressed your combined hands to your belly, "Will you marry me and continue to make me the happiest man alive until the day I die?"

You choke out a yes, nodded your head fervently, feeling Kiri slip a ring on your finger. He stands up immediately and pulls you into another hug, the both of you crying from happiness. You can hear Mina, Kami, and Sero in tears and you look over Kiri's shoulder, even seeing Bakugou's eyes glassy. They all looked torn between joining in on your hug or crying even harder so you motion them over with a hand and they all pile on top of Kiri, mindful of your stomach.

Bakugou actually joins in briefly, but pulls back first and gives Kiri a noogie. "See? You fucking did it."

Kirishima chuckles breathlessly into your hair and nods. "Yeah. Thanks, bro." You smile and reach to squeeze Mina's arm in thanks, as Kami and Sero start questioning Kiri why they weren't informed.

The rest of the game night resulted in Mina shopping for baby outfits online, genderneutral for now, as Kami and Sero began debating on who's going to be the better uncle before Bakugou interrupted them and proudly claimed he would be. An argument started over that, but you sat comfortably on the couch as Kirishima laid his head in your lap, staring up at you as you two got lost in your own world, talking about the future and possible baby names.

Kirishima had stopped mid-sentence and stared up at you with so much love and adoration it made your heart flip. "I love you, (Y/n)." Before you could respond, he leaned up and kissed your lips gently, the world fading away around you two.

[lovetsumie-deactivated20210413]

give me just-off-from-work deku that needs to eat his pretty housewife out to relieve his stress from the day or give me death <3

izuku who doesn’t give a shit where you are in the house. be it the kitchen, the hallway, the bedroom, the shower, he’s pushing you up on the nearest surface and throwing your legs over his shoulder. he sucks and licks like his life depends on it, wandering fingers eventually curling in you at record speeds until you cum so hard you see white. when he pulls away he’s always breathing heavily, sweat crest on his forehead, your arousal coating his stubble. “needed to be reminded i can do something right.” he always mutters, stress slowly filtering away but not fast enough for his liking. his juniper eyes fall to yours, darkened with need and want, the only tell that your night was far from over. you didn’t complain though. your dearest husband was in a lot of stress, what kind of wife would you be if you just left him hanging?

[sems-diarie]

s-sitting on a ruthless bakugo’s face? 🧎🏽‍♀️

—minors dni! so sorry abt wattpad but that ain’t got shit to do with me <3

your thighs ache where his fingers dig into them. he’s holding you still despite all your squirming and whimpering, keeping your cunt flushed with his mouth. nevermind you’ve been begging him to slow down, nevermind how his jaw is dripping with spit and slick, katsuki can’t get over your taste, your smell. all of it floods his mind in a haze. he couldn’t pull away from your drippy little pussy if he needed to.

normally, he isn’t a sloppy eater. but you’re doin’ something to him. this is your fault. your little gasps of his name when you get right on the edge again. the way your little bud gets so sensitive and your fingers yank at his hair until he hisses. you try to pull up, try to give him some air even though he told you that he didn’t need any, to find him glaring up at you, red eyes hard and his entire mouth shining with your juices, little strings of spit connecting his lips to your cunt. he’s knocking your knees apart and yanking you back down over his face with a muffled growl that sounds an awful lot like, “You don’t fucking listen.”

[sems-diarie]

im gonna be a menace

izuku knew he was a goner, red cheeked and heart eyed when you show him the fluffy white bunny ears perched on your head ; telling him “i wanted to match with you!” in your sweet pretty voice. now those soft little ears are barely on your head, skewed to the right after the amount of manhandling izuku has done to your fucked out body.

your face is messy - drool n tears leaving hot, wet trails and making your baby hairs stick to your temples. he knows he should slow down, you don’t have his stamina to go on for hours on end but when you feel this good - silky insides swallowing and sucking him in, keeping him in it’s hard to deprive himself of it once he’s started.

looks like you spoiled him.

“-zuku! izuku! n-no more, please!” your sobbing and he hisses at how that makes his cock ache, biting down on your shoulder, groaning at the pained whine you let out. nuzzling his away to your ear, he grips the sides of your face in one, large hand and whispers praise into your ear.

“i know, i know pretty girl. m’ almost-almost done, shit! p-promise!” you only whine and let our girlsh squeals as he grabs at the plushness of your sides n fucks into you rabbidly, like he’ll die if he doesn’t get the sweet cream of your pussy on his cock.

“z-uzku! you said that last t-time!” you cry, words jumbled and garbled as your eyes cross after feeling the fat hed of izuku’s cock relentlessly hit the bundle of nerves on your inner walls. with a weak squeak and gasp, you gush, glossy streams of cum leak out of you as you dumbly drool down to your chest as you feel something warm fill you up from the inside.

you drop your head into your silk pillowcases, trembling and hiccuping breaths before you feel something blistering hot brush up against your neck.

“one more time pretty bunny? please?”

@lovetsumie i am in pain.

[fantasydaydreamers]

Aphrodisiac Chocolates Pt.2

Summary: Continuation of Part 1

Words: 2,504

Warnings: Lemon Headcanons/Mini Scenarios

Author’s Note: I copied and pasted the beginning from part one so this can be technically read on it’s own~ Happy Valentine’s Day, dreamers~ I love youuuu😩💕💕💕

~*~*~*~*

Valentine’s was here and you were running around last minute to find a gift for your man. You knew he would find something like that so trivial, but you wanted to get him something. Besides, not like he had any room to say that when you had a feeling he’s going to buy you flowers. The last-minute gift idea probably wasn’t the best move on your end, but you can’t go wrong with some chocolates.

Right?

Quickly scanning up and down the isles of the grocery store had you panicking at the empty shelves. Ahh yes…my luck in a nutshell. Sighing, you leave the store realizing this was the third one you came too. Running your hands through your hair, you walk back out into the shopping district and rack your brain for ideas on what to buy him.

The sudden whiff of chocolate had your head whipping up sharply. Your eyes immediately find the source and you quickly send a prayer of thanks before skipping over to the small pop-up stand.

“Hello!” Smiling widely, you look to the girl running the booth as she returns your smile cheekily.

“Hi! Last-minute shopping?” She asks knowingly, a teasing glint in her eye. You nod shamefully and the girl laughs in understanding. “It’s totally fine! That’s why I thought this would be a good idea to set up my own stand today. Not to brag or anything, but I make the best chocolates around.” In the last part, she lifts her hand to her mouth and whispers to you, winking when she finished talking.

“Well, thankfully I found you! I was just about to panic because I already know he got me flowers and I would love to do the same, but what can I say, I like to try and compete with him at this kind of stuff…ah…” You clear your throat noticing that you were rambling. “Anyway, how much for a box of chocolates?”

The girl giggles softly and hands you a wrapped black heart package of chocolates. “Oh, love. You can take these for free. On the house.” Looking up at her in disbelief and reaching for your pocket, she shakes her head and motions for you not to bother.

“Please take it! I hope you have a wonderful Valentine’s Day!” She offers you a wide smile and blows you a kiss once you finish thanking her. Sighing in relief that you finally got him a present, you begin to head home to prepare for your romantic evening.

~*~*~*~*

“Happy Valentine’s Day!” You scream, running into your man’s arms as soon as he walks through the door. He catches you easily, hugging you close to his body, the familiar warmth making you sigh in content.

“Happy Valentine’s Day.” He echos, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead. Pulling back slightly, he pulls his free hand closer to his body and it was then you noticed the bouquet of flowers he was holding. “I knew it!” You laugh and take them from him gently, smelling the petals.

He blushes slightly and scratches the back of his head. “Do you like them?”

You lean up and peck his lips softly. “Of course I do!” Looking into his eyes so he knows your being serious, you peck his lips again and pull back. “Time for your gift!” You exclaim, running over to the wrapped box of chocolates on the table.

He follows behind and holds out his hands as you place the box in them. “Mystery chocolates? Do not eat more than one?” He reads questionably, eyeing you for confirmation.

“Huh?” Looking down to where he was reading you furrow your eyebrows not noticing that before. “Oh! They probably have different fillings! Go on try one!” You say, not processing the last part, bouncing excitedly on your toes as he unwraps the package, a confused look on his face.

“If you say so.”

Dabi

You weren’t surprised to see Dabi pick the darkest piece of chocolate out of the entire box. His turquoise eyes held yours as he slipped the candy past his lips, his tongue peeking out to lick the smeared chocolate on his thumb from his body heat.

The sight had you shifting your feet, your body heat also rising in degree. Dabi saw your reaction, of course, and smirked, making another show of sticking his thumb in his mouth and hollowing his cheeks.

“Dabi…” You whine softly, breaking his teasing. Dabi releases his thumb and chuckles, reaching out to cup your cheeks. Your hands reach up to hold his wrists to keep his warm hands on your face as you gaze into his soft eyes.

It was one of those rare moments you got to see of him when the two of you were alone. It made your heart flutter with happiness. “Are you going to kiss me?” You ask breathlessly, wetting your lips in anticipation.

“Does my good girl deserve it?”

The dominant shift in his voice had your heart skipping a beat as you felt the space between your legs clench. “Dabi?”

“That’s Daddy to you, slut.”

You gasp, feeling a hand wrap around your throat, Dabi’s eyes darkening significantly. “Looks like my good girl needs to learn some manners first.”

→ Type of Chocolate: Daddy Dom - This solid 72% dark cacao chocolate is a bittersweet flavor that’s sure to satisfy your tastebuds. This chocolate enhances a person’s primal instincts, their true dominant nature shining through. If already a Dom, it may make things more emotionally satisfying. If not, it’s more sexually satisfying. It’s rare to receive both from a partner, but if you do, good luck. The effect will last for a few hours depending on a person’s libido.

→ Dabi: *is thrusting deep inside of you while pulling your hair* “So pretty for me, (Y/n)~ clenching down on me when I pull your hair. You like that?”

→ You: *drool escaping your mouth as your eyes roll back into your head* “Y-yes…daddy~”

Shinsou

A white chocolate piece topped with pink sugar sprinkles caught Shinsou’s eye. Popping the whole thing in his mouth, he chews slowly savoring the flavor. “That was good. The inside kinda tasted like oranges?”

Shugging, he pulls you into a hug again, sighing into your hair as he finally gets to relax at home. “Long day…I’m happy I get to come home to you.” Shinsou mumbles into your hair.

Or more like…he was nuzzling you.

“Shinsou?” You pull back and almost jump seeing his eyes have changed into slits, widening when you started to pull away. From there, your eyes landed on the purple cat ears emerging from his head, your hand coming up to touch them hesitantly. “Did you get hit by a quirk today?”

Shinsou cocks his head to the side, his cat ears twitching cutely making you coo despite your fear. You pull him into the bathroom, and for the first time in your life, you’ve never seen Shinsou’s eyes get so wide with shock.

“Oh my God. I’m a furry.”

You burst out laughing and touch the tip of his ear, a loud purr, similar to a moan left his lips, his face turning red “Don’t do that.”

The sound made you bite your lip, itching to do it again as heat filled your belly.

“Or what?”

→ Type of Chocolate: Pretty Kitty - A playful white chocolate topped with pink sugared sprinkles is the purrfect combination of a sweet treat. The effect will last until the person develops a strong appetite. For best results: use after eating a full meal for a lasting effect.

→ Shinsou: *is thrusting into you lazily, his tail swishing back and forth as he stares at you with cunning eyes* “Hah~ I wish I knew what this one would do so you could’ve eaten it-fuck-you’d be so precious as my little kitten~”

→ You: *whining as you tried to get him to go faster, the annoying cat-like grin on his face pissing you off* “God-fucking- speed up Shinsou!”

→ Shinsou: *stops completely* “And develop an appetite so soon? After you teased me? No, no, kitten…I’m taking my time with you tonight.”

Aizawa

Aizawa hums and picks up a glossy dark chocolate piece with streaks of red marbling in it, his tired eyes widening when he bites into it. “There’s a coffee ganache in the middle, hm.” He looks surprisingly satisfied by the taste which made you laugh and roll your eyes.

“You sir,” you point your finger into his chest, “need to appreciate the fine art of chocolate more often.” Aizawa just rolls his eyes in response and begins to take off his scarves, ready to settle in for the night.

“Wait, did you want to go out or something? Take out?” Aizawa shoots a questioning glance at you making you swoon that he wanted to treat you to dinner. You think about it, realizing you haven’t thought that far ahead into the evening.

You turn away for a quick second to go look in the refrigerator to see if there was anything at home. Just because going out seemed like a pain and you really wanted to spend it inside with Aizawa. “Well…it looks like we have enough food here. How about we stay home?”

Silence.

The lack of response had you turning around only to see Aizawa standing there with a glare on his face, a rope wrapped around his mouth, and his wrists tied together in front. As hilarious as it was, it was also equally as confusing. “What did you just do?”

Trying to hold back your laughter, Aizawa shakes his head in disapproval and manages to point at the chocolates with a finger. Your eyes widen as you read the back of the box and the different chocolates that were inside.

“Ohh…” You softly place the box back down and stare into Aizawa’s annoyed gaze. Your embarrassment quickly turns into deviousness as you reach out to grab his bound wrists, pulling him into the bedroom.

“I know what you can eat for dinner.”

→ Type of Chocolate: Wrapped Up - This elegant dark chocolate with its hidden coffee flavor will have you tongue-tied in shock. The effect will only last 45 minutes depending on a person’s resistance. Use responsibly although this isn’t strong enough to have full control. If a person is definite in resisting, it’ll wear off immediately.

→ You: *removing the rope around Aizawa’s mouth, you place your legs on either side of his head, lowering yourself* “Happy Valentine’s Day, Daddy~”

→ Aizawa: *chuckles darkly* “Naughty girl…wait until I have my hands free. You’re not going to be able to-nnf!”

Tamaki

Tamaki’s delighted eyes landed on a milk chocolate piece with a white chocolate swirl on the top. Picking it up, he bites into it cutely and sighs happily. “Mnf! It has marshmallow inside,” he mumbles around the chewy texture.

You laugh at his chubby cheeks, still flustered from you running into his arms earlier, reaching up to poke it. He flushes even more and you giggle at his cute expression. “Awhhh, you look like a little bunny, Tamaki~”

Tamaki swallows the candy and holds you’re palm against his warm cheek nuzzling against it. The adoring gaze he was giving you only made you coo even more until you saw something big appear on top of Tamaki’s head.

“Oh my God, you look like a bunny,” you repeat again, stepping back to look at the purple bunny ears sprouting from the same purple fluffy hair. The seriousness in your voice had Tamaki reaching up to touch his head, eyes widening.

“I-I swear it’s not my q-quirk!” Tamaki looks panicked and your eyes shift to the box of chocolates, realization dawning on you. “I can’t change it, (Y/n)! What happened?!”

In the middle of Tamaki’s panic, you pull him back in and kiss him, your hands coming up to bury in his hair, stroking the base of the soft ears. He whimpered against your mouth and you smiled. “Don’t worry Tamaki. It looks like there’s something in these chocolates~” Pulling him back for another peck, you feel his arms tighten around you and squeeze, making you sigh.

“Sorry…I actually had no idea what kind of chocolates these were since I was in a rush…but since we have this opportunity…let me see you’re tail, bunny~”

→ Type of Chocolate: Fluffy Bunny - What looks like a simple milk chocolate truffle, is actually covering a soft, chewy marshmallow on the inside. The effect will last for a few hours depending on a person’s libido.

→ You: *arches your back in a gasp* “S-so good for me, bunny~” *reaches down to brush against his tail*

→ Tamaki: *hic* “S-stop p-playing with my t-tail, (Y/n)…‘ts sensitive…” *his hips stutter and shake as he humps into you*

Gang Orca

Sakamata immediately goes for a milk chocolate piece with gold flakes on top. He wastes no time plopping it into his mouth, closing his eyes happily. “The hazelnut spread is divine!” He chuckles and leans back in, placing a kiss on your forehead.

You closed your eyes to savor the feeling only to feel him move away. When you opened your eyes to pout and demand another, you gasp at the man in front of you.

Man.

“…Sakamata?” The man standing in front of you was breathtakingly gorgeous. He looked like a Greek god the way he stood there in his tall, muscular glory, his vitiligo skin making him seem even more ethereal.

His hair was long and silky black, and his red eyes bore into yours filled with absolute love and adoration. “Yes?”

You wordlessly hold out your hand, motioning for him to take it as you lead him into the bathroom. The two of you stood staring into the mirror, mouths agape that this was actually happening.

“Oh my God?” You break the silence and place a hand on Sakamata’s large shoulder, feeling the human skin texture under your palm. Your hand trails lower and lower without you realizing, your mind drifting into dangerous territory. …Is that different too?

“If you keep making me watch you feel me up like that…I won’t be able to hold back.” The silky voice washed over you making you shiver.

“…Then don’t.”

→ Type of Chocolate: Monster Fucker (yes i named this after that meme) - An innocent milk chocolate piece with hazelnut spread inside holds a surprise no one sees coming. Depending on who eats this, if you’re not already human, this effect will have its reverse. The effect is strong and lasts for about 4 hours.

→ Gang Orca: *is catching his breath next to you while holding you close* “…Do you still love me as I am…or do you prefer this?”

→ You: *you gasp, whipping up to hold his face close to yours, seeing it slowly change back to the man you came to love* “I love the same orca I fell in love with. I love you for you. Always and forever.”