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Jealous Bird (Smut)
Jealous! Hawks x Reader
Warnings: sexual themes, strong language, feral Hawks, rut, unprotected sex, and a jealous birb, 18+ only please! :D
If you’d like the fluff version and not the smut, you can go here! ➪ Fluff <3
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PUT YOUR LIPS ON MY SKIN ( HAWKS + READER 18+)
A/N: heyyoo! refriedweeb here again with another request from @alexandria-selina and has elements of jealous hawks with his wings (from that tiktok head canon of them puffing out you know what I mean) and this post from @keiqos !
Prompt: “A jealous Hawks where his s/o gets hit on by another pro and she’s blushing. She’s just being shy but Hawks takes it as she likes it. Instead of getting into a fight with the pro, he shows his s/o why she shouldn’t look at anyone else.”
Tags/Warnings: smut, overstimulation, jealousy, mirror fucking, spit, a lil bit of blood, rutting, feral, aftercare, kink, jealous, dirty talk.
Word count: 5,080
Keigo Takami hated hero events. He hated having to wear the Hawks persona day in and day out, especially when it came to being surrounded by his fellow pro heroes. Now, don’t get the guy wrong, he did enjoy what he did for a career despite any behaviors he had to unlearn from the hero commission themselves. He wanted to save people, he wanted to make the world a better and safer place. He just hated all the bullshit politics that came with it. They were heroes, hell. It wasn’t about making best friends and going to fancy events when there was always going to people out there that needed them while they clinked glasses of overpriced champagne.
Though, one thing Keigo didn’t think he minded that much was seeing you dolled up in a dress that led his mind to sinful, dark places. You and Keigo had only recently started dating, after months of him slowly starting to open up to you about the shit that he’d gone through, how he’d really felt about the commission once he’d gotten the sense that he could trust you. It’d been a struggle to call yourselves an item, but now that you could, Keigo felt what he could only assume was peace inside of a darkened and traumatized heart. There was also another emotion that was stirring in him that had nothing to do with peace, and all of those awful things that he wanted to do to your body. None that he would apologize for, of course.
It wasn’t his fault that the commission had decided to host a little event when he was in the peak of his rut season.
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windows to the soul
Synopsis: They say communication is key when it comes to a relationship. But how does one communicate when they’ve got the confidence of a penny compared to their Adonis-like boyfriend of a man? Not to mention the tortoise-like pace movement occurring between the relationship. How does one confide that their heat is a few days away and you would kindly like to be fucked into oblivion? Vice versa, how do you tell your shy bunny that you want her ass up, face down as you imagine impregnating her? What happens when your heat and your boyfriend’s rut happen the same week and fail to inform the other? Chaos happens.
Pairing: Hawks (Keigo Takami) x Bunny!reader
Genre: Smut (with a dash of fluff)
Word: 11.8K
Warnings: Hawks is WHIPPED, dry humping, feral Hawks, Hawks drops you in the sky but it’s alright, phone sex, dirty talk, slight wing kink, Reader and Hawks are lowkey dumbass, communication is key, wall sex, oral sex (receiving), fingering, Keigo’s thicc dicc, Hawks touches your bunny ears, slightly exhibitionism (like you find out in the end), Rumi is there for like a sec, fingers in mouth, all might is a cock block
Friday - Day of Heat and Rut (respectively)
Who would have thunk? Not Keigo that’s for hell sure. Even if his very corrupted mind and very aroused body laid present at the moment, he still could not have expected the actions to occur. How can he when not so long ago (four days in fact) he could not have imagined himself in such a provocative position with you? Not to take away anything from your smoking hot body that he’d thought about more times than he’d like to admit in the latest of nights as his hand stroked his sensitive cock. No, your looks were not an issue, but the pace of your relationship could have been the key opponent for why he never expected to see himself, to see you, to see you both in such positions.
Your cheeks flushed a glorious red that could battle the crimson of his fluttering wings, painted to display the clear arousal. Competing against the fucked overglaze in your doe-eyed orbs that streamed tears of anticipation and oversensitivity. The innocence in your eyes alone was enough to continue painting the image of your sweet and innocent bunny he knew you as.
Fucken liar.
It seemed in one night, one action he learned more about your inner thoughts and personality than the six months of pining and playing cat and mouse with you. The small scientist you were in his eyes. Adorable, precious, he could wrap you in his wings and take you away. Coo at you as he smirked seeing the pink meet your cheeks and your gaze fall to the floor. Your button nose twitching and boy did he have the urge to lean over and press his lips to it just so he could see his bunny wither and let out that sweet melody of a squeal from his bold moves.
You were the bunny who was too shy to accept his flirtatious words and would stutter over your words as your face went from pink to red. The cute bunny who would not accept his many dates no matter how suave he attempted to be in hopes to rope you in and it was the gracious (yet annoyingly) string-pulling of old woman Rumi to get you to accept one date (which turned to several and several). His bunny who looked like a goddess reincarnated in his coat and unknowingly (or knowingly) ruffled his feathers with so much as one touch. He swears every part of him felt what could be equivalent to a drug haze from your first kisses.
And what felt like a drug haze before could not compare to the euphoric bliss induced state he was floating through now. And it was all thanks to his bunny.
His sexy, alluring, luscious, tempting bunny who was more than meets the eyes.
Arms tied above your head with a cardinal satin piece of cloth (one of several R-rated items that you owned without his knowing). Your top, long removed, allowing the voluptuous breasts of yours he so often wished to have in his mouth to suck and nip out for his display. Marks covered them entirely, reminding him of his former actions. Sweat coated your body, a trail from your stomach leading down a trail where only your black lace panties barely covered you. His hawk (no pun intended) gaze sees the slickness sticking and coating your captivating thighs left with bruises made from his hands and mouth.
“Keigo,” Your whimper pulled him from his admiration of hard work, gold met your blissed-out gaze.
“Please,,, do something. I can’t take it anymore. Please.” You pleaded as if your life depended on it. The sentence alone was enough to send his cock shifting within his last remaining undergarment. Felt against your thigh he watched you struggle to lean your body downward in an attempt to match your clothed pussy to his cock (a failed attempt resulting in your whimpers and white ears on your head to twitch).
How was it you, his shy bunny who still blushed when your gazes met, could unravel and release the submissive underneath begging for his cock inside of you? Holding a gaze that was pleading to be ruined, dominated, and treated like the fuck doll you were. His mate to-be what he wished the absolute most right now- to breed, to pump her full of his cum so that you bear his young and claim you officially, forever as his.
His,,, his,,, his.
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Cockwarming Scenarios
A/N: This is for my @bnhabookclub bingo card where I had the prompt ‘Cockwarming!’ enjoy sinners (:<
Pairings: Bakugo x Reader, Kirishima x Reader, Sero x Reader, Dabi x Reader, Hawks x Reader
Warnings: 18+, smut, cockwarming, (also breeding kink and dumbification in hawks’ whoops sorry)
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Dirty Little Secret
(A/N) I know I should be posting request, but this has been on my mind for weeks, hope you all enjoy this while I start working on other things
Summary: Hawks is sent a video from Dabi, despite what his gut instincts are telling him he decides to watch the video. Good thing he’s home when he does.
warnings: nsfw, non-consensual consent (basically hawks doesn’t know something is consensual and thinks it’s nonconsensual), voyeurism, recording sexy times, throat fucking, degradation, daddy kink, masturbation
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More masochist yanderes?
since you didn't say anyone in particular I decided to go with hawks because I've been in a hawks mood lately
warnings: non con touching, implied non con at the end, kidnapping, violence, hawks being a disgusting creep, yandere themes
You tried being compliant, mostly due to the fear of him lashing out at you, but you did try at the very least. However, there is only so long someone can be held captive at a house, reading the same books, watching the same movies, and seeing the same person everyday. That person being the number two pro hero, Hawks (or to you Takami Keigo).
Maybe it was the growing headache you had or that Hawks seemed determined to act as needy and annoying to you as possible that day, but before you knew it you were screaming at him after a couple of weeks of being held captive.
“What do you want from me!” You stand in the living room with fist clenched at your sides, now finding the courage to finally show your anger to hawks.
“What are you going on about now?” He calmly reply’s. “I thought I made it pretty clear to you on why you’re here, little bird.” He sighs and crosses his arms. You clench your teeth as rage boils inside you, you know what he told you, that he just wants to love you and that he needs to make sure you’re safe from those villains. But that can’t be it, you refuse to believe a pro hero like himself would be that deluded.
“Bullshit! You can’t kidnap someone and tell them it’s because you love them, that’s not love!” You scream at him, you have no idea if you can get it through his head, but at this point you care more about just letting your frustration out. Hurt flashes across his face before twisting into a scowl as he makes his way over to you and you instinctively start taking steps back.
“I see that your just having a bad day. Lets take a nap together, maybe that’ll help, baby.” He coos at you before lurching his hand forward and latching onto your arm, fear shoots through your body and a loud, sharp noise suddenly echoes throughout the room.
Everything becomes still, the noise of labored breaths being the only sound. You stand there with your hand stinging and still raised in the air, while hawks hangs his head down, a angry red hand print now staining his cheek. You finally break the silence and start stuttering out apologies and pleas only for dread to dig further into your gut as he remains quiet. You feel your cheeks become wet as tears come pouring out, you start backing up with your hands raised defensively.
Finally he lets out a noise after what felt like an agonizing eternity, something between an growl and a chuckle. He lifts up his head slowly, his eyes burning into you as a grin stretches onto his face.
“Oh baby, do that again.” He growls as he stalks towards you. You stumble back and lose your balance, landing on the floor you start trying to get away from him by crawling backwards. “W-what...” You stutter out your tears coming to a stop.
“Come on now little feather, you heard me.” He says as he gets on the floor, grabbing a hold of your ankle and yanking you towards him making you squeal. He starts to climb on top of you and your fight instincts go into overdrive as you start kicking and punching. He manages to wedge himself between your legs making it to where you can't kick him and plants both arms either side of you and his wings curl up close, caging you in.
“You know, every time I think there’s nothing else you can do to make me fall more in love, you show me that fire, the one that just drives me crazy.” He lets out a breathy chuckle.
“Oh baby, your being such a bad girl for me today, how about you just-” He pauses and leans in close to your ear, “-give me a kiss. Make it up to me for being so naughty.” He purrs as he tries crashing his lips onto yours, but you grab a chunk of hair and yank as your other hand lunges out and grabs a hold of his neck.
“Get off of me you sick fuck!” You cry out, ripping your face away from his. He lets out a guttural moan that turns into a laugh making you freeze up, suddenly your aware of how flushed his face is, how heavy his breaths are, and the bulge pressing up against you. Hawks takes this chance to grab a hold of your arms and pins them to the ground.
“That's it baby, keep calling me names. Call me a bastard, because that's what I am baby, that’s what you turn me into.” He pants out while grinding against you, you squirm under him and start throwing profanities.
“What the fuck is wrong with you, just leave me alone! You fucking disgusting creep!” You try bashing your forehead into his nose, but he pulls back before you can. He just hums and nuzzles your neck, you feel disgust crawl through your veins as he inhales deeply.
“Even when you’re hurting me you’re still the cutest damn thing I ever seen.” He suddenly lets go of you arms, one hand going under you to lift you up slightly and the other twisting into your hair. He forces his lips onto yours keeping a tight grip on your hair to prevent you from turning. Your legs flail out as you claw at his back and shoulders, you bite down hard and taste something metallic on your tongue. But he doesn’t stop, if anything it spurs him on more, now moaning into your mouth and grinding into you harder.
He pulls away and latches onto your neck making you cry out. Tears are streaming down you face as you desperately tug at his hair, praying that he would just get it over with.
“Fuck, just like that.” He growls, his chest heaving against yours as he creeps closer to his release.
You do the last thing you can think of that’ll get him off of you, your hand lunges out and you grabs some of his feathers that are near the base and twist. He throws his head back and his mouth hangs open, letting out a choked moan as his hips sputter and press harder against you. You start pulling, hoping to rip them out, tears prick at the corner of his eyes as they practically roll into the back of his skull. Drool leaks down at the corner of his mouth, his hands gripping onto your hips as he feverishly starts humping your clothed sex.
You yank your hand away and feel bile crawling up your throat as the horror of his actions finally catch up to. But it’s too late, he begins chanting out ‘I love you’ while he buries his face into your neck. He grinds against you one more time before letting out a drawn out moan then going limp against you.
He stays like that for a moment to try and catch his breath, then presses a kiss to your temple making you flinch and try squirming away from his touch. You finally breakdown from the disgusting shame and heavy feeling of hopelessness weighing on you, hot tears begin pouring down your face and your body trembles with violent sobs. He sits up and pulls you to his chest, petting your hair and shushing you softly, acting as though the wet spot on his crotch doesn’t exist.
“It’s okay baby, I’m not going to punish you.” You weakly try pushing him away, but he just wraps his arms around you tighter. “All you need is a little more time to adjust. You need someone to take care of you, but you’re not used to that are you? You never had anyone take care of you, to adore you in every way.” He tilts your head up and you feel his hot breath tickle your face, “don't worry, I’m going to take care of you. I’m gonna take real good care of you.” He mummers before consuming your lips once more, his hand drifting down to cup your sex.
Suddenly your fire is gone and all you can do is whimper and weakly try pushing yourself away as his hands dip into your panties. You really are in hell.
Ooooh girl, I love your blog. It's just, *chief kiss.* Okokokok, I am in need of some yandere Hawks. Hawks had a tough day and got his feathers all in a mess, and tangled feathers hurt like a buttcheek on a stick. It's up to you how it turns out with the reader! Do they feel pity about his pain, and try to help? Or do they try to refuse and he forces them? That's all for me, have an amazing day!
I decide to go soft and little sad with this, hope you enjoy it
warnings: kidnapping, mentioned non-con touching, yandere themes
You always know when hawks has come home, the slamming door and his voice calling out to you will reach you in any room. And for a while it made you flinch, but soon you got used to it. It was something you expected to be greeted with every night, so with a night like any other you sat in the living room watching a movie as you waited for him. Not because you missed him or anything (although that's what hawks believes), it's because he tends to be more annoying about greeting you when you’re asleep, usually trying to grope you or kiss you until you wake up.
It was about midnight when you heard the familiar door slam, but this time it felt, off. Hawks steps into the living room and a gasp escapes from your mouth as you take in his battered figure, his wings clearly taking the most damage and now having feathers bent oddly and tangled together because of it. No sounds leave his mouth as he drags his feet against the floor and heads to the bedroom, his cocky arura stripped away and replaced with heavy exhaustion. As much as you want laugh at his karma, you can’t help, but feel pity instead. You never seen him in so much pain before and for some reason it makes you want to comfort him.
When you enter the bedroom (after a few minutes on the couch of arguing with yourself) you see him on the edge of the bed hunched over, his gear thrown about the floor and instead is now shirtless with gray baggy sweatpants.
“Sorry about tonight baby bird, dealt with some pretty powerful quirks is all.” He sighs out while rubbing the back of his neck, still refusing to make eye contact with you. Your feet hit the soft carpet and stop when your standing in front of him, you cup his face and lift it up to have him look at you. His face is bruised and patched up with heavy bags under his eyes, this has to be the closest you've seen him to looking completely beaten down.
“Do you want me to help?” You ask, your thumb rubbing his cheek while your other hand plays with his hair. For a split second his mouth is slightly agape and his wide eyes stare into yours, then they crinkle up and he gives you a soft smile while nuzzling your hand and cupping it with his own.
He plants a gentle kiss on the inside of your wrist, “do you want to?” He quirks his eyebrow at you, his tone unsure, but hoping.
You just nod and climb onto the bed behind him, your hands hover his wings as you suddenly realize that you have no idea what you’re doing. Taking a deep breath you hesitantly reach out and comb through his feathers, he lets out a hum as the tension in his body slowly melts away. You continue your work of detangling and putting feathers back in place, the whole time neither of you say anything other than the occasional hum or groan from hawks. When his wings look back to normal you let out a soft done and start to slowly get of the bed, but a startled cry is ripped from you when Hawks grabs a hold and pins your body under him.
You prepare yourself for a snarky one liner or for him to try to do something perverted, but instead lays his head on your chest and blankest you both with his wings.
“Please, don’t go.” His quiet voice almost cracking as tears begin staining your shirt. You don’t say anything, instead you run your hands through his hair and a feeling of melancholy comfort washes over you. If only things were different, if only he was like this all the time, maybe then you would eventually learn to love him.
PFFFFT HAWKS WITH A DARLING THAT LIKES TO DOM HIM AND FEED HIS INNER MASOCHIST
I blame yagami yato for this
warnings: mommy kink, pain play, thigh riding, degradation, yandere themes, toxic relationships
you were angry and scared, hawks was starved and dedicated, so you two came to an unstated agreement to indulge in each other
it first started when he came home one night to find you two fingers deep inside your pussy, he pounced on you hoping to devour you until daylight, but you grabbed a hold of his hair and shoved your soaked fingers into his mouth, stopping him in his tracks
you tried to tell him to fuck off, but you became distracted with the way he was sucking on your fingers, his moaning was as lewd as the look on his face. However, you quickly snapped out of your trance and pulled away, only for him to gasped out no and forced your fingers back into his mouth again, gagging as he practically shoved them down his throat. You yanked your hand back and strike him across the face, then wiped your fingers off on your shirt while telling him that’s he’s a disgusting pig
You expected him try again or to leave, but instead he slowly crawled over you with his eyes hooded and glazed over, he began to say that he’s sorry, that he just got a little carried away. He nuzzled your chest while looking up at you, he started to degrade himself and said that he was such a bad boy, a bastard who should be punished. Won’t you punish him, mommy? Please punish him, he’s begging so sweetly and all he wants you to do is to hit him again, harder than before. Come on, he’s a big boy, he can handle it
after that he was a lot more vocal with his wants (if that was possible) and you found out that the only thing he enjoyed more than eating you out was thigh riding. Grinding on your thigh as you mock him, saying how pathetic he looks humping you like a bitch in heat. Something about you watching him get off on you, begging to his mommy to let him cum, the humiliation of cumming in his pants and making a mess of himself. It all makes him feral, especially when you use his boxers as a gag afterwards as you ride him over and over
Thrill of the Chase
Request: Can we get a Yandere Hawks whose fem s/o actually likes his yandere side but he doesn’t know it yet. During an escape, Hawks finds out that his possessiveness turns her on and is lowkey into it?
(A/N) sorry this took so long, hope you like it
Summary: Hawks knows you love it when he gets possessive, but until now, he didn’t realize just how much.
warnings: kidnapping, degradation, rough sex, semi-public sex (I think?), yandere themes
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can you also do headcanons for dabi, hawks, and shigaraki with the reader and the reader just decides to hold their hands and intertwine fingers just to see how it feels? i really love your blog theme, and writing it's really aesthetically pleasing 😭🥺 keep ur work up!! 😭😭💞💞💕💕
i sure can!!!! thank you for liking my aesthetic!! i rlly thrive on minimalism and black and white askafklsj. thanks for your support!!
i accidentally went a bit off course with the villains bc i couldn’t think of a scenario where the reader could just,,,,,,snatch their hands up SORRY
⤑ 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧! | 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
— tomura shigaraki.
∴ he thot u were weird ngl. ∴ he had seen the way you were affectionate with anyone who would accept it. ∴ you especially liked holding hands. ∴ he rlly didn’t understand like why????? would u hold someone’s hand???? ∴ weirdo. ∴ until one day he caught you cling onto dabi’s hand. ∴ and then,,,,,,,he felt something deep in his skeleton bones that made him want to decay the stupid crispy man. ∴ jealousy. ∴ now he suddenly craved having you cling onto him. ∴ he was positive you never would because he was your boss first of all and second, he was probably the least emotionally available person in the league. ∴ so it remained a nagging little ache in the back of his mind. ∴ it kept him awake some nights -- imagining what it would be like to have you...close to him. ∴ finally, his wish came true when the two of you went on a mission together. just the two of you. ∴ boy was he nervous. and that was a feat, nothing ever made him nervous. ∴ as you were walking through a secluded area of town, the street lamps no longer providing light due to the fact the area was not maintained. ∴ he was lost in his own little world when he felt your soft little fingers around his wrist. ∴ “can i...hold your hand?” you asked, soft and oh so sweet. ∴ the word no lingered on the tip of his tongue but he managed to hold it back. ∴ if he told you no then you’d never ask again and that chance would fly out the window so fast he’d want to smack himself for the rest of his life. ∴ so he sighed and turned to look away from you. ∴ he could feel you deflate slightly but before you could pull away, he intertwined his fingers between yours, making sure not to rest all 5 fingers on your skin. ∴ he could practically feel you beaming beside him as you squeezed his hand and leaned against him. ∴ “your hand is so warm, tomura,” you giggled, making his heart race. ∴ he struggled to come up with a response, instead scoffing, “you’re so weird.” ∴ despite those words, you could sense the affection in his tone and smile.
— keigo takami.
∴ a big old baby not even gonna lie. ∴ you worked with him quite frequently and not even gonna lie, you were his fav. ∴ he treated you well and took good care of you out in the field. ∴ so when you gave everyone around you all this physical affection, he was a bit ticked when it never came his way. ∴ so one day you were workin with another local hero on patrol and you were bein all friendly and grabbin the guys arm. ∴ and hawks is like ?????i got a perfectly good arm why aren’t u holding it too??? ∴ but he didn’t say anything. only pouted. ∴ baby. ∴ it wasn’t until the dude was gone and it was just you and him that he finally spoke up. ∴ “so...ur pretty affectionate, huh?” ∴ you looked at him like he was stupid for a minute and he immediately regretted opening his mouth. ∴ however, you very quickly and suddenly grabbed his hand tightly in yours with a smile. ∴ “if you wanted to hold my hand all you had to do was ask,” you teased, biting your lip. ∴ he BLUSHED. and squeezed your hand. ∴ “why didn’t you?” he asked, pouting a bit. ∴ “you’re hawks......i didn’t think you’d want to hold my hand,” you confessed with a shrug, “but now that i am......your hand is really soft and warm.” ∴ cue the blushing again. ∴ “well u can hold my hand any time now, okay?” he grinned THAT grin (u know the one) ∴ he’s so smooth u can’t even try to deny him. its ok tho his hand is def worth holding again.
— dabi.
∴ kind of an idiot about it tbh. ∴ you were affectionate, he knew that. hell, everyone knew that. ∴ you and toga were always clinging to one another and twice always had you hanging off of him. ∴ dabi wasn’t exactly the meanest member of the league, he was charasmatic and a pretty fun guy to be around. ∴ but he definitely wasn’t the easiest to approach either. ∴ and truth be told, he was kind of a dick who didn’t know the definition of a filter. ∴ especially when he’s in a bad mood. ∴ so one day, you asked him if you could hold his hand without knowing he was in a mood. ∴ and before he could even process what was going through his mind, he said; “don’t you have anything better to do than beg for attention?” ∴ the sad kicked puppy look on your face made him regret IMMEDIATELY. ∴ and before he knew it, you were avoiding him. ∴ no longer did you cling to the back of his jacket when walking or flash him those sweet little smiles when you walked into the room. ∴ it irked him even more when even tomura ‘crusty’ shigaraki let u cling to his arm without a single care. ∴ he felt like shit tbh. and he felt left out. ∴ but he had NO CLUE HOW TO FIX IT. ∴ he’s lowkey emotionally constipated over it ∴ so his shining chance comes in the form of a mission with just the two of u ∴ ur in a forest, and ur scared and he knows ur a bit spooked bc u keep jumping whenever he accidentally steps on a twig and it snaps. ∴ so with a heaving sigh as if ur the most inconvenient thing on the planet, he snatches your hand in his. ∴ “ur so annoying,” he mumbles, making you pout. ∴ “i thot u didn’t like hold hands,” u said. ∴ he scoffed, “if i hold your hand....i want to be the only one whose hand u hold.“ ∴ suave lil shit. ∴ “ur hands insanely warm,” u commented, unable to resist snuggling up to him, “all of u is warm.” ∴ he raises a brow like???? duh???? i have a fire quirk. but he doesn’t say anything, just basks in finally being able to hold ur hand
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
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can u do,, hawks, dabi, overhaul kinks/nsfw hcs,,? 😳😳
i sure can!!!!! im doing the top 3 kinks i can think of for them!
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✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
— keigo takami.
∴ orgasm denial ∴ keigo is a HUGE tease, everyone and their grandmother can figure that one out. ∴ he loves when you’re left begging to cum, knowing that you’re wanting him to make you cum boosts your ego. ∴ he loves when you need him, when it’s his voice you’re crying out for. ∴ it makes him feel good to know you crave him and his touch. ∴ he also adores the helpless, vulnerable look in your eyes when he denies you over and over again, leaving you dangling at that edge without being able to fall over. ∴ if u cum without permission he will 100% ruin your orgasm do not test him because then he will overstimulate you to tears.
∴ voyeurism. ∴ he likes watching you masturbate. ∴ whether it’s sitting in the corner on a chair directing you how to touch your pretty body ∴ to receiving videos while he’s away from home of you with two fingers buried in your sweet cunt while you moan his name. ∴ either way, it’s something that never fails to make him rock fucking hard ∴ there’s a big chance he will cum in his pants just from watching you cum all over your own fingers.
∴ clothed sex. ∴ he’s a big fan of you specifically being naked while he’s fully clothed. ∴ he finds the power imbalance there rlly hot lmao. ∴ you look so small and helpless like that, legs spread and whining as his jeans chafe against your skin but making no move to change anything about it. ∴ it feels so dirty to strip you in different places of the house while he wears his hero costume, fucking you over whatever nearby surface he can get you to.
— dabi.
∴ creampie. ∴ he finds it so dirty to fill you up with his cum. ∴ he doesn’t necissarily want to knock you up... ∴ he just likes marking you in the most basic, animalistic way possible. ∴ pulling out to watch his hot cum leak out of your clenching hole can literally get him hard again within seconds. ∴ he goes multiple rounds simply because the mess itself turns him on so much.
∴ spanking & choking. ∴ whether as punishment or not, you will spanked and choked every time he sinks his cock into you. ∴ watching your eyes roll back with his hand wrapped around your fragile little throat ∴ or listening to you cry out as he lands burning hot slaps against your ass ∴ either way...it turns him on so fucking much he can’t stand it. ∴ the aggressive displays of dominance make him feel so powerful ∴ and knowing you let him do this to you, let him have this control over you ∴ really gets him going.
∴ throatfucking. ∴ once again both the dominance and mess of it are what really gets him. ∴ he loves watching your eye water and the way you struggle to breath as he forces his length down your throat until your struggling to breathe. ∴ the way your disgusting spit drips down his balls and makes a wet mess everywhere is enough to make him blow his load every time. ∴ he especially loves putting you through it -- crying and struggling against his hold as he fucks your throat like a toy ∴ only to cum and not even do a thing to get you off afterwards ∴ it brings him sick pleasure and amusement.
∴ toys. ∴ sometimes he cannot be bothered to get himself messy with you ∴ but he enjoys bringing you pleasure (or pain.) ∴ so he likes to use toys -- glass dildos, butt plugs, vibrators, literally anything he can use to get you off he owns. ∴ his personal favorite thing is to hold a high-powered vibrator against your clit even after you’ve cum multiple times ∴ so you’re crying, sobbing in overstimulation ∴ your clit on fire, burning and numb but he watches with no intentions of stopping until that one word slips from your lips.
∴ restraining. ∴ when he does fuck you or touch you, he prefers to have all control ∴ so you’re more often than not, restrained to keep you from touching him or stopping him from doing anything. ∴ most times he uses handcuffs but he also owns rope and if he’s feeling nice, some silk ties that are much easier on the skin. ∴ most of the time you’re walking around with bruised wrists bc he doesn’t give a shit how much you struggle against the bonds. ∴ you take what he’s giving you.
∴ blindfolding/gagging. ∴ he likes to gag you just to shut you up. ∴ it goes into the power play of it all. ∴ you can’t scream or bed if your mouth is shut. ∴ blindfolding is just because he likes how helpless it makes you. ∴ you don’t know where he’s coming from, what he has in his hands, what he’s planning. ∴ the element of surprise turns him on. ∴ tho he’ll never admit it, the trust that you put in him also does something to him...
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
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— bnha squirting headcanons [hero edition].
ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs: ᴀɪᴢᴀᴡᴀ, ᴀʟʟ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ, ғᴀᴛ ɢᴜᴍ, & ʜᴀᴡᴋs.
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
⍣ student version | villain version. ⍣
⤑ 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧! | 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
— shota aizawa.
∴ he’s honestly got experience in doin it tbh. ∴ like previous girlfriends or whatever,,,he’s made them squirt. ∴ so it’s a surprise to u one night when he starts fingering u ∴ ok it’s not a surprise he’s fingering u but the way he’s doing it. ∴ like using all his arm muscles, aiming for your g-spot with pinpoint accuracy. ∴ he looks so focused it’s almost scary. ∴ when you finally make the mess he’s been craving, he fucking moans because it’s so hot.
。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
it was nothing new to find yourself seated in aizawa’s lap. the two of you had been watching tv and before long you found yourself with your back to his chest, knees spread open for his prying hands. the shorts you had been lounging in were tossed aside and your panties were pulled aside to expose your pretty cunt to the room.
he hummed, resting his chin on your shoulder so he could peer down at your wet folds. with curious fingers that you’ve experienced numerous times before, he spread you open with a groan.
your little hole clenched, juices bubbling from within to drip down your ass. you panted, the feeling of his eyes taking in your most intimate part making your head spin.
his eyes were calculated, watching your hole clench as if hungry for something to fill it, your clit hardened and peeking from beneath the hood.
unable to help himself, he swirled his thumb over the wet little bud. your thighs trembled, threatening to close around his hand at the stimulation. a few simple circles had you panting and arching against him.
“shota please,” you whimpered, grabbing his wrist to direct his fingers to your greedy hole.
he hummed, pressing a kiss against your jawline before sinking his middle and ring fingers into your cunt. you whined, eyes rolling back.
time seemed to speed up; one second he was fingering you at a leisurely pace and the next he’s using all the muscles in h is arm to fuck your g-spot. your mouth was open in a silent cry of pleasure, squirming and trembling in his lap as he worked you higher and higher.
tension in your belly was nearly painful by then. aizawa, sensing your need, used his other hand to find your clit.
he groaned, “there it is, good girl,” he praised, voice low as you gushed around his fingers, soaking his pants beneath you.
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birds of a feather (fuck together)
For the request: hawks is in heat and reader is a just a stranger/friend (maybe hawks has a little bit crush on her) who is in the wrong place at the wrong time. Hawks probably will keep her for a few days in his bed and maybe age difference pls 👉👈🥺 maybe add some breeding kink there lol
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“I don’t know exactly how much the Commission told you about this, but… it’s common for people with animal-related Quirks to experience a desire to mate in the spring.”
Hawks blushes uncharacteristically. Suddenly he can’t meet your eyes. “Are you for real?”
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FEAT: virgin!keigo (absolutely inspired by @hawkssimp‘s virgin!kei fic djsdj) in his first rut, avian/animalistic behaviors, scent kink, kinda sorta marathon sex (as in keigo cums like 4 times oml), fem and slightly dom!reader, some breeding kink, sidekick!reader. 4k. NSFW.
fair warning: keigo is 18 here, and i wrote the reader as 23!
i totally wrote this title as a joke then decided to keep it
SO MUCH LOVE as always for my sweet bby @keilemlucent for beta reading <3
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best nest
(r18+)
hawks | takami keigo x reader
ao3
word count: 6.2k
Keigo’s never been able to properly indulge his instincts, though you’re more than willing to help him change that.
warnings: avian, feral keigo. rut/heat cycles. nesting. wing kink. breeding. horny shit, i tell u what
beta’ed: @keiqos
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wow :’^) this is a collab with the wuv, @keiqos!! we each worked on a fic that was our own take of keigo during his rut, and now y’all get the fun results. here is hers!!! enjoy this feast!!!
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seasonal special
this is my half of a collab with the ever-lovely @keilemlucent! we wrote to the shared theme of avian!keigo going into rut <3 and god if this isn’t PROOF that me n @keilemlucent share the same 2 brain cells i don’t know what is ADSHDSHJ
you can find @keilemlucent‘s half, ‘best nest’, here!
as always, thank you for beta reading, love!
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“Yeah, well, you could say this is a seasonal issue.”
“Seasonal?” You ask, and then add, teasingly, “What, do you have to migrate or something?”
“It’s a bit more dramatic than that,” he rubs the back of his neck, “and it happens during the spring.”
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~8k. NSFW! fluff + smut. marathon sex, hint of breeding kink, keigo in rut, avian behaviors, aftercare… keigo bein’ a little embarrassed. established relationship with a fem!reader.
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“disappointed, but not surprised” has been my biggest mood this year.
