Katsuki would be in the genre of ‘mean to everyone except you’, where he’d spoil you with riches and everything good but quickly go on insulting the people around you.
his love is as intense as his fights.
He also remembers small things, the things that you mention liking, your favorite meal, favorite color, favorite flower, the way you like your coffee made.
clingy man, if you're out and about his hand is somewhere on you, if you're home he's glued to your side like a little puppy, just following you around. goodluck taking a shit
Katsuki would be the type of guy to attempt to fight anyone and anything if they even dared to breathe anywhere next to you, he’s just a silly jealous goose!
It’d be hard to impress Katsuki into a relationship unless he already has a liking for you or finds you semi-interesting. He isn’t one to go off based on looks, he’d admire you from afar while keeping his mean streak up but once things do start getting heated, you’ll quickly realise the difference between friends and being his.
Now, Katsuki isn't one to hide his woman away, he wants everyone to know who you belong to, PDA isn't an issue for him, it's not even a thing as long as he’s concerned. He just needs everybody to know you’re his and his alone.
Katsuki gets very pouty if he doesn't get morning cuddles. And nightly cuddles. And afternoon cuddles. Better not forget kisses. Lots of kisses. Matter fact , by day 2 of being together, you might as well start packing up and moving in.
he's so dramatic too, don't reply to his message or calls for over 30 minutes? he's going to act like you ghosted him. AND he will show up to your house if its over an hour.
Katsuki was never really interested in lust aspects, he barely rubbed himself off, he preferred other methods of relieving stress. Until he met you, now suddenly extra training is being finished in bed, in the kitchen, in the bathroom, in the garden, on the stairs, etc.
It will take a while to adjust to Katsuki’s mouth around his friends, unless you were already friends beforehand, he’s mean and rough yet no one seems to take it to heart, but at first it does take you by surprise. He would NEVER speak to you like that.
Arguments? No such thing, you talk it out or better yet, fuck it out. don't you dare try to walk away from him. he will crash out.
he grumbles if you attempt to go anywhere without him.
Katsuki loves cooking together, he finds it very special especially when you two are feeding each other and swaying around the kitchen, giggling and chuckling all around.
Breakfast in bed, would also wake you up with head
Katsuki would definitely try to propose on day 3 just as an excuse to make you move in faster.
Definitely has a breeding kink, he wants to see you full and plump, he wants everyone to see you full and plump. katsuki would walk around smirking and gloating with a hand wrapped firmly around your waist. #wouldsoooobeagirldad #sayshewantsaboybutprayseverynightforagirl
IS NOT NONCHALANT, I REPEAT NOT NONCHALANT!!!! if you even sigh wrong in his presence he's all over you like a mama bear hurling questions and making assumptions. will go bald if you dont answer btw.
PLAY with his hair, he will start drooling.
silly overthinker, reassure him or so help me god...
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Notes; this is lowkey so cute, MIGHT make some more for different characters, i had so much fun writing this.
Warnings; ANGST2FLUFF, silly moments, no proofreading to be found! part two B-) part one can be found HERE
You weren’t sure where to go honestly. With thoughts all over the place it was impossible to get a conclusion to anything let alone think of a place to rest at. You didn't even know if rest was the right idea for your mind. Why would izuku, your fiance of months now, decide that the wedding is the cause of his distractions now out of the many months you've been engaged. He’s acting like you’re the only one that decided to get married, matter fact he was the one that proposed and bawled his eyes out thinking you’d refuse him.
“AAAAAA”
Passing strangers looked at you in shock. The scream you let loose felt great, awesome even but now, you really needed to get the fuck away from here now. You picked up speed in embarrassment.
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Before you knew it, night came and the wind was picking up as clouds formed. You let out a long sigh. You knew it was time to go back home but you couldn’t bring yourself to, you didn’t want to go back to your parents house or anyone’s for that matter. You knew the questions would make your heart feel heavier than it already is.
Dark circles were forming under your now puffy eyes. You must’ve looked crazy to everyone that saw you, just crying and mumbling to yourself but to hell with all of them. You just couldn't find yourself to care in this instant.
Everything still hasn’t made sense to you, no matter how long you think and contemplate, you dont think you’ll ever make sense with the situation at hand.
Now, standing outside the home you shared, you found it hard to open the door. The keys were rattling as your hands trembled. What if you went inside and he wasn’t there or worse, he was and more insults got hurled your way. With a deep inhale, you opened the door.
It was dark inside the house. The sound of groans and loud sniffs could be heard yet you couldn’t see anyone. While walking towards the light switch you didn't expect an obstacle in your way which quickly tripped you, sending you flying towards the ground. You instinctively closed your eyes but nothing came, no pain, no hits, nothing. You felt scarred and roughened hands wrapped around you.
“y/n! Oh god, I'm so sorry. Ididntexpectyoutoleavesosuddenlyimsososorry” a tornado of words came hurling at you, so quick your brain took a few to even begin to process all of them at once. “Ireallydidntmeanthisimsosorry”
“Slow down” you frowned in confusion, staring deeply into his wet puppy eyes. He was crying and on the ground, while one hand was holding you to not fall, the other was gripping at his side. “What are you even doing on the floor?”
“I fell”
Silence.
“Im really sorry y/n” Izuku took a deep breath with a wince, “i don't know why i took it out on you, the frustration, the pain. I should have never done that, you don’t deserve such a useless man like me…” he trailed off, looking away from you now.
You went to get off his lap, unintentionally hitting his leg in the process.
“Ah, fuck!”
“Sorry!”
“I deserved that”
This was such a turn of events.
“I don't understand why you took it out on me, Izuku”
“You don't have to understand it, I shouldn't have, at all. I… don't even understand myself. Recovery girl told me she couldn’t heal me fully so soon and i have a while till everything heals up, my left leg is also really fucked up and im at risk of losing it.” he sighed, “and the media, reading everything and what they think just got the best of me”
Izuku rubbed at his leg while he spoke. You turned on the lights now, finally getting a proper look at him. Both of your eyes were puffy and red.
“Do you really want to call off the wed-”
“God, no! No, I do not want to call off the wedding, I love you. I love you y/n, you’re my wife, you’ve been my wife. This is just for everyone else to know that you’re mine just as much as I am yours. I didn't answer you earlier because i was shocked you’d even ask that, so many thoughts were running through my head that it distracted me and by the time i could even react you were out and i was trying to come running after you, that's when i fell and i just laid here waiting”
More tears came to your eyes,
“You really just laid here for hours?” you laughed out lightly, wiping at the wetness under your eyes.
“I was willing to wait here for days, im so fucking sorry, my love”
“I forgive you, ‘zuku,” you smiled at him, offering a hand to help him up, “also iida called earlier, make sure you call him back”
“So that's who was calling”
You giggled, “yes, silly, now get up, let's get you to bed so you rest up before recovery girl comes and hurt both of us”
FEATURING; d. kaminari, e. kirishima, i. midoriya, k. bakugo,
WARNINGS; SMUT, kinda angsty?, mdni, toxicAU!, baby trapping, kitchen sex, cursing, rough, mentions of cheating, dacryphilia, fighting, squirting, porn with very little plot
NOTES; lowkey not proof-read (i never do) teehee
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You and him have been on and off for months now. It’s always for different reasons yet he is always the one to come running back. It’s exhausting, it truly is but love is blind, love is truly what makes you blind.
Friends and family have been warning you about him since day one, he’s too dangerous, he’s too mean, he’s too toxic, he will never be loyal to you and deep down, you’re starting to believe it. Oh, how you wished it wasn’t true, how you hoped and prayed each and every night things would be different, that he would change this time around just like he always promised and every time he leaves the same sentence leaves his lips. ‘Promises are made to be broken’.
Alas, he comes back and you’re there with open arms…and open legs.
D. Kaminari
“No, we can’t keep doing this, fuck…” you moaned out as Denki grinded his pelvis against your clit. The little coarse hair tickling it in just the right way. Grunts and moans echoed throughout the emptied room, the same room you’ve been clearing out just a few minutes ago. You had finally had enough, waiting patiently was getting you nowhere. You knew it was time to stop all this and that was exactly the same words you had told him before this all began.
“You’re gonna leave me?” he breathed out against your lips. You turned your face away, his lips parted and you felt teeth layer light nibbles on your cheek. “Doll, you’re not leaving me” Denki smirked,
It was a shock for him, coming back home after a week and seeing everything in boxes. Blankets, dishes, clothes, laundry shit that he never touched or paid attention to. This was the first time this escalated to this point, It had him scoffing in disbelief but he knew just the right thing to make you forget and forgive him.
“Yes I am, Den,” you moaned out, legs unknowingly spreading further. His cock was hitting just the right spots, as it always does, one hand crawling up the side of your body and his tongue making its way down your neck to your tit.
No other words were exchanged, you knew by the time he was asleep you would be gone. You just couldn’t deal with it anymore. The countless arguments he starts just to leave with an excuse of needing a break, just for you to scroll by a picture of him at clubs or walking around with straight up sluts, a toothy grin while facing the camera knowing you will see it. Denki thinks everything is a game, that every time he does this it makes the sex better and you? You deal with the aftermath of a broken heart and puffed up eyes in the shower.
Thrust after thrust was blowing the air out your lungs. Breathy moans escaped your lips as you arched up into him. A rough thrust to your special spot was all it took for you to lock up, eyes rolling back and a sharp gasp to escape your throat.
And then, in the midst of the aftershocks of your orgasm, you felt his balls tremble and tighten up against your ass. Your wide eyes quickly went to meet his and seeing the smile on his face as he looked down to where the two of you were connected, you knew exactly what plan was running in his mind the minute he entered the house.
E. Kirishima
Calloused hands gripped your hips, pulling you towards his thrusts. His thickness forcing its way inside, no prep, no time to even think or get used to the feeling. You felt his thrusts in your throat, rough and angry.
“You really thought you could just up and leave?” Eijiro exclaimed, “No goodbye?” thrust “No talking it out?” thrust “No nothing?” thrust “come on pretty, you know that's not how we do things”
Eijiro was just in front of the house as you dragged garbage bags out the front door, watching as you broke down multiple times in the process. He didn't make a sound or offer any help to make fun of you. He just… watched. Rage filling inside of him with each passing minute.
He simply couldn’t believe you’d do that to him, to the relationship you shared. A couple mistakes and you’d leave him? Is that really how much your love could handle? The love you claimed was endless so many times. You were just a liar.
You teared up remembering what had happened this month alone. If you weren’t feeling so much pleasure in this moment, you’d break down once again.
“Right there Eiji!”
Eijiro smirked, thrusts growing in speed, hands gripping tighter. Smack rained down on your ass and a squeal left your throat. Hole tightening around him had his hips stutter and before you could process anything you felt his cum starting to dribble down your thighs.
“Now, now, can’t waste any drop, pretty,” he grunted out, slowing down but never stopping “how else will we fix things this time around, a little mini us will do just the job but you can’t be wasting any of my cum”
He flips you, back touching the warmed up island counter and legs raised up over his shoulder. Eijiro now can see the shock written all over your face and with a smile wiped at your wet eyes,
“don’t cry, i’ll take good care of both of you”
I. Midoriya
Your thighs ached as you rode him, the back of them sore and red as they smacked with his muscular ones. You promised yourself this will be the last time. No more letting him come back, no more forgiveness and certainly no more sex. You had enough of the innocent facade he shows to both you and the people around the two of you because you knew, you knew he was nothing like he shows. Deep down he was anything but innocent. Underneath all of it he craved attention and did anything for it. No matter how or who he gets it from.
“Just like that, baby, you can go faster” his hands fell on your hips, holding on just tight enough to help you move faster up and down his shaft. The faster you got the deeper his nails bruised your skin but you paid no mind to it.
It felt amazing, the right curves hitting your walls making your mind hazy and your eyes crossing. Izuku already ripped out an orgasm from you and another one was teetering the edge.
“I'm so close! S’good ‘zuku!” you whined, throwing your head back while your hands rested against his toned stomach. Your own nails were scratching all over his body. One of izuku’s hands went up to grip the side of your face tilting your head to look in your eyes. Both gazes heavy with need.
“Tell me you love me”
Silence, your hips stopped, your moans quieted.
“y/n?”
You looked away from the eyes you loved and Izuku turned angry before you knew it you were thrown back, knees hitting your tits as his scarred hands gripped the back of your knees. He plowed you into the mattress, cockhead bruising your cervix.
“Tell me you love me”
You closed your eyes now. Moans were being ripped out your throat as he got rougher and meaner the longer you ignored his demand. You couldn’t bring yourself to lie to him, the love ended long ago. This wasn’t love, this was dependency, hope for something better knowing it will never happen.
The mean blows to your cervix were starting to lose momentum now, slower, more kisses to the side of your face, begging you to look at him and tell him the words he desperately wants to hear.
“Fuck y/n!, please!”
Izuku was looking at you with crocodile tears in his eyes yet you saw right through the act but your heart ached and before you knew it you whispered the three words but the instant you did, regret filled you and so did his load.
K. Bakugo
“Fuck you”
“You quite literally are, princess”
Katsuki pushed at your back harder, forcing you into the perfect arch for him while he pumped in and out of you. Smacks rained out on your ass causing wetness to gush out of you in waves. A smirk raised up on his lip, his ego inflating more than it already was.
“Feel that? Feel how wet you are for me? Who else would pleasure you the way I do?” he laughed out as you whined and attempted to thrust back against him.
If only you knew what his plan was, you wouldn’t be this desperate to get him to move faster. Why would you ever utter the words to break up? He can up and leave but you? You’re not leaving him. You knew he came back to you every time so why stress yourself out and attempt something you didn’t wanna do? Don't worry, you won’t even think about leaving after today.
“Shut the fuck up kats and fuck me properly or did you lose the ability to?”
He scowled, Katsuki did not enjoy hearing what you said, his jaw tight as he pushed against the back of your neck. A meaner slap landed on your left cheek, your ass was all red and sore, you knew you wouldn’t be able to sit comfortably for a fat minute.
“Tryna run away now?” he scoffed, watching you try to crawl up the bed and away from his hips. You, of course, did not manage to get far before he pulled you right back. A scream forced its way out feeling him pump so deeply into you. Your mind numbed out while drool soaked into the pillow your face was mushed in.
The hand that was reddening your ass cheeks made its way to your hair now while the other gripped at your hip tight enough to bruise. Katsuki wrapped it deep into your hair, lifting you up, back touching his muscular chest. His thrusts were slowing down but the depth of it all was making you lose your sanity. You felt him way more deeper now, his hips grinding up into the spot that made you see stars.
“You’re not going anywhere today or any day for that matter, princess,” that was the last thing he whispered before he blew his load right into your depth. He let out a chuckle seeing you so fucked out. You didn't even realise. “Round two, gotta make sure it sticks”
Notes; this could potentially have a part 2... if anyone's interested! feeling a bit angsty today heh.
The phone held tightly in your hand was continuously being refreshed. The news on the TV opposite of you was abruptly cut short during the live footage of the battle between Deku and a villain. Technical difficulty they said. Your mind was exploding with thoughts, you didn’t know what to do except refresh your phone and hoping you get anything, a call, a text, something. At this moment in time you didn't know what to do.
Last thing you saw on TV was a backhanded move, an extra villain from the back hitting your fiance in the head with a metal quirk. A villain that wasn’t there during the first 15 minutes shown, his quirk, metal shooting out of him, cut the news short but before it did end you saw it. You saw Izuku laying on the ground, blood dripping out and his face… his face full of shock and fear. Metal shortly after hit the crew recording and that was all you saw.
It has now been over an hour and nothing else was being shown or said.
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You felt it before you heard it.
Running out towards the front door and seeing your fiance all bandaged up was all you needed to see before your eyes let out the tears you were desperately trying to hold back.
“Izuku…”
His name whispered low and his eyes deflecting yours. You looked down at his legs and then up again, he was leaning on crutches and he still wouldn’t look at you.
“Izuku?”
You called out again, hoping he, at the least, looked at you. What you didn't expect was him to completely avoid you, moving past you as if you were just a pest in the home you two shared. The crutches thud with every step he took and in the silence of it all, the noise it made was deafening.
“Izuku!”
Izuku would usually crack a smile and reassure you. Your heart fell as you followed behind him, seeing him struggle between holding the crutches and trying to open the fridge door. Your body moved before you knew it, to try and lessen his struggle, to help but that was the last straw for the freckled man.
“Jesus! Y/N, for the love of god, please. Mind your business and go away. Izuku this Izuku that. You can never shut the fuck up” he uttered the last words almost silently.
With furrowed brows, you glanced up at him.
“What?”
Confusion.
“I’m injured, i didn’t lose the ability to pour myself a glass of water. So please, just go back to lazing around”
You waited hours, concerned about the man that was soon to be your husband, head laced with worry, pacing up and down the hallway, with not a single call or text in sight just for this reaction? Where did this reaction even come from? What happened to the gentle man that was kissing you and talking excitedly about the wedding just this morning? The wedding that was happening in a month's time.
“I'm just trying to help lessen the burden izu”
“Well i don’t need fucking help”
“What did the doctors say?”
The fridge slammed shut. The pure anger in his face scared you enough to take a step back.
“This is all your fault Y/N”
“What?”
He huffed, shaking his head.
“What? What… that’s all you can say. If i wasn’t always distracted because of you and this dumb wedding you so desperately want. I wouldn't have lost this easily. He wouldn’t have escaped from my grasp, neither of them would have. They’d be in jail and i wouldn’t be under pressure from the media that i’m becoming weak”
Your ears were ringing now, body numb and mind empty. Confusion was still there, where was this reaction coming from, you really couldn’t understand.
“If you weren’t always in my ear yapping about a useless wedding we don't need, i wouldn’t be in this circumstance”
“Izuku, are you trying to call the wedding off?”
Silence.
“If that's what you want, i'll gladly pack up right now and be out of your life”
More silence.
You bit your lip, tears were being held back. The man you spent years with. The man that you’ve basically been married to since the end of high school. That man was not the man that's in front of you at this moment. This man is not the Deku you knew and loved, he was NOT izuku midoriya. This man is a stranger.
Izuku had no reaction to the threat, maybe he assumed you were bluffing or maybe he really didn’t care enough to stop you. You heard muttering and knew he was thinking but before he could speak or do anything else you were already out the door with no destination in mind.
Heartbroken, confused, in shock. So many emotions at once.
Your phone was ringing now.
But checking the name on display you quickly were disappointed. It wasn’t him, it wasn’t ‘husband’ and a shit ton of kissing and heart emojis.
“Hello?”
“Y/N, it’s iida. May I speak to Midoriya?”
“I'm not home right now, is he not answering you?”
“No, he is not. I wanted to check up on him. I'm sure he’s taking all this negativity to heart”
You didn't know what to say. The media is always making things bigger than they were and this isn’t the first time that he got portrayed in a negative way but the positive out weighed it all.
“I’ll be home soon, i’ll tell him you called”
“Thank you,”
Before he could continue speaking, you pressed the red button.
WARNINGS; SMUT, mdni, p in v sex, dacryphilia, standing nelson,
NOTES; Hi! its 3am and i cant sleep just horny thoughts and access to the internet. so just enjoy this shit drabble, heh.
Eijiro 'Red Riot' Kirishima, a passionate man, a strong man. A man that loves showing off his strength, especially to his woman and especially when its to pleasure said woman.
"Fuck- you're so tight, pretty" He groaned in your ear. His hands were wrapped around your thighs, holding all of your body weight while pumping his cock inside of you, not a single stutter of movement just straight plap plap plap.
Moans and whimpers came out of you like a choir, his name like a symphony that would not end anytime soon.
"Eiji... please, s'much, s'good"
His heart fluttered hearing you utter his name in that sweet tone. He spotted the tears starting to form in your eyes from the mirror that was in front of the two of you and he couldn't help but thrust up harder, leaning back against the wall of your foyer to give you all his inches. Mean thrusts to your cervix and gentle kisses to the side of your face, the many talents the man has.
Kirishima held both legs high up in the air, spreading you wide open and his eyes locked in on where you two were connecting. "Look at that, you're taking me so well, pretty"
Your teary eyes opened wide, watching his cock disappear and appear again. A loud whimper was let out, hole tightening and pulsing around him.
"you're driving me crazy..."
And that singular sentence, groaned right into your ear was all it took you for you to let go, gushing fluid and making a mess of the both of you but Kirishima didn't stop there. Even though your sweet hole was attempting to push him out with your release, he kept up his pace, the pace that was making you cry out his name over and over again. the pace that was driving you wild and making you see stars. Straight hits to all the good spots, fucking you right into a second orgasm.
"you can take more, can't you?"
and you could really tell this wasn't ending anytime soon from just that sentence alone.
