Just Blythe

19 - Requests open - TikTok : just..teema

[just-blythe]

blythes masterlist

Izuku Midoriya

Pervert Headcanons || smut

Drunk Texts || smut

Katsuki Bakugo

Pathetic Ex Katsuki || smut

MLM goody two shoes reader x bad boy Katsuki || smut

Your Body || angst

Munch Headcanons || smut

Shoto Todoroki

Pervert Headcanons

to be updated !! reqs r open on tiktok and tumblr :))

tt where you can find more : just..teema

[just-blythe]

i’m kinda obsessed with your writing

hi moot I looked at your blog and im obsessed with YOU!!! I luvvv your content sooo much this coming from u is da best :))))

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

so tired of people thinking taboo stuff in fiction equals taboo stuff in real life and “you’re a bad person if you write about it or enjoy it”. not to mention how harmful it is to reduce the severity of these things in real life by watering them down to dark fiction, my dude, humans have always enjoyed fiction that is taboo. otherwise there would be no horror movies or slasher movies or movies about wars and murders or any kind of media that wasn’t rainbow and sunshine.

just because you are personally uncomfortable with taboo stuff in fiction doesn’t mean your personal feelings are universal and it certainly doesn’t mean you get a free pass to harass others.

I’ve been into non-con fantasy ever since I was younger than 10 years old! I love reading and writing non-con fics, and I’ve been reading and writing them for almost a decade now. and guess what, I will never condone it in real life. nobody in real life is ever affected by the fictional things I enjoy, because it’s fiction and I am mature enough to separate it from reality. actually, even when I was younger than 10, I always knew that this thing I enjoyed was bad in real life. if a seven year old me could separate fiction from reality, you as an adult should be able to do it too — unless you’re deeply troubled, and in that case you need professional help.

no, you’re not morally better than anyone just because you don’t enjoy certain topics in fiction. you’re a bully if you think you can harass real people over fiction.

put your anger and energy on people who harm others in real life, instead of harassing innocent people for having thoughtcrimes.

[just-blythe]

PLEASE MORE PERVERT IZUKU ILYSM 🙏🙏

OMG MY FIRST ASKKK this is awesome 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍more pervert Izuku coming soon

[bearinlaice]

Hii just a question! How do you get your text to ombre/turn into diff colors?!?

hii !!! so, i suck at explaining, but here’s a tutorial i saw a while back !!! all creds to them: https://www.tumblr.com/dollywons/765988076007899136/hello-how-do-u-make-ur-text-other-colors-than

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💬 3  🔁 47  ❤️ 365 · hello! how do u make ur text other colors than what tumblr offers? :p (like a light pink instead of the neon pink..) hi

when finding the html/rich text settings, you’ll have to be on tumblr via its website instead of the regular app. so you’ll go on like google/safari on your phone or on computer… as for the gradient/ombre colors i recommend the “coolors.co” for gradient colors copy paste !!! it gives you like different options to choose from !!!

[tteokdoroki]

you know how like guys jerking off together is a thing do u think on long haul missions abroad izu has ever shared your low quality sex tapes with bkg whilst they get off together in the same hotel room or

[just-blythe]

they’ve done this b4 I was a fly in the room

[just-blythe]

Munch Katsuki headcanons that got taken down on tiktok !! MDNI

he 100% is a certified MUNCH and he is a BEAST when it comes to eating you out. he puts his ALLLLL into eating pussy.

he probably prefers to have you on your back to fully eat you out better and to get into every part of it. he wants his face to be as deep in your pussy as possible.

zero warm up. no kitten licks. the second the panties are off he gets to work. he doesn't come back up for air until he himself is done eating, which is usually a while.

he groans into your pussy like it's the greatest thing he's ever eaten. doesn't talk much during it because he gets very concentrated, but loooves making vibrations against your clit to make you squirm.

messy and shameless as FUCK. he does not care if his entire face is drenched in your juices. he will drag orgasm after orgasm out of you and will make you squirt too. he WANTS it all over him.

likes to edge you when he feels mean. brings you right to the edge with the right flicks and pushes of his fingers and tongue and then pulls away while cooing about "not yet, you come when I say." he will do this 3-4 times and when he lets you come it's HEAVENLY.

really really loves when you ride his face. he will make you sit down with your full body weight and keep you there until he feels satisfied. sometimes he comes untouched just from having you on his face.

ALWAYS uses 2-3 fingers and the tongue at the same time.

he marks your inner thighs with hickeys and bite marks almost every single time, sits back and admires his handiwork like the cocky little shit he is.

king of overstimulation. he does not care if you have already come more then three times. he does not care if your running from it, you WILL give him another one.

will eat it until your clit is sore and your swollen from how long he's had his mouth on you.

[just-blythe]

Pervert Izuku Headcanons that got taken down on tiktok :/ MDNI

To the world Izuku Midoriya was an angel, the golden boy. Behind closed doors, he is an absolate degenerate for you.

He's been obsessed with you since middle school and has notebooks filled with notes on your quirk, notes on how he wanted to fuck you, and lewd drawings/sketches of you.

He tracks your period cycle religiously, not just for aftercare, but because he knows exactly when you're ovulating and he gets extra horny and possessive during those days. He'll randomly grind on you and whisper, "you’re fertile right now, aren't you? I can smell it on you.”

When you’re sleeping, he’ll wake up just to stare at you He's been caught multiple times slowly rubbing his cock against your ass or thighs while you’re dead asleep, whispering filthy things like “Just the tip baby. I’ll be quick” and trying to softly wake you, just to get his dick wet.

He steals your used panties constantly. He has a hidden box with your worn thongs, especially the ones from after training or after you've been wet for him, He'll press them to his face and jerk off when your not home, sometimes aiming directly into the crotch before putting them back in the laundry basket.

He's obsessed with making you choke on his dick. He loves holding your head down and keeping you there until your throat bulges and tears stream down your face. “That's my stupid girl, choke on this cock” while trying to thrust, even though he's as deep as he can go.

He's extremely into dumbification. He calls you his “dumb little wife,” “stupid girl,” and “brainless” while fucking you senseless, especially when you're cockdrunk and can't form sentences.

Genninely very into lactation. Sucked on your breasts often during or after pregnancy to “Prevent mastitis.” Really just got rock hard while drinking your milk and he's really ashamed about it, but forgets when he latches onto your nipple.

He loves cockwarming. Hell fall asleep inside you or make you sit on his cock while you two watch movies, refusing to let you move. If you try, he'll whine and hold you down.

He has no sense of personal space. Even before you two were dating, he’d constantly hug you from the side, or behind, press his face into your neck or “accidentally” grope your chest if you two fell asleep together.

He loves risky public stuff. He'll finger you under the table at restaurants, make you wear vibrating panties while you two are out with friends, or pull you into alleyways for quickies after patrols.

He has a secret folder on his phone of videos and photos of you two fucking, He watches them when he's away on missions and jerks off while moaning your name.

[just-blythe]

Pervert Shoto Todoroki Headcanons! MDNI! Had to post these here because they got taken down on TikTok :((

Shoto memorizes your entire schedule with clinical accuracy. When you wake up, which route you take to class how long your showers last, even the exact tilt of your head when you’re tired. At night he replays mental images of you in his head like a private theater while slowly stroking his cock with his left hand, edging himself until he can’t think of anything but burying himself inside you.

He keeps a digital journal (not just photos) detailing every observation: the way your scent changes when you're aroused after training, how your voice pitches when you're stressed, the exact shade your skin flushes. He reads it back while fucking his fist.

Shoto doesn't just steal your panties, he catalogs them. He knows which ones you wore on which day, the exact phase of your cycle based on scent and subtle stains. He presses them to his face and neck, letting the fabric absorb his own scent so you unknowingly carry traces of him when you wear them again.

In public, Shoto is almost unnervingly blank toward you, but he engineers situations with surgical precision, He’ll freeze the floer just enongh under only your feet during training so you stumble into a private corner with him. There, he pins you gently but inescapably, one warm hand sliding under your shirt while his cool breath ghosts your throat. “Stay still, I’m helping you stabilize." No loud grinding or laughing, just silent, intense eye contact while he lets you feel his thick, heavy cock twitch against you through layers of fabric.

He times his patrols and solo training to coincide with yours. Sometimes he follows you at a distance, using his ice to mirror you and to watch you from afar without being seen, getting hard at the sight of you alone and unaware.

Shoto's possessiveness is colder and more absolute than raw physical marking. He wants to brand you with his quirks permanently, faint frostbite-like patterns or heat scars in hidden places that only he can soothe. If someone else gets too close, the temperature in the entire room plummets, and he later corners you, using both sides of his quirk to overstimulate you until you’re sobbing his name and swearing you're only his.

He hates the idea of angone else seeing even an inch of your skin. He's fantasized about freezing the locks on changing rooms or creating ice walls to trap you with him if anyone eise tries to enter. He’s incredibly dramatic about it, but would never try to embarrass you.

He fucks you with perfect coutrol one side of his cock warmed to near burning, while the other stays icy, suitching mid thrust so your walls flutter and clamp around the shocking contrast. He'll hold you down with his big hands on your wrists, while his warm mouth devours your tits, alternating hot wet sucks and cold licks until your nipples are swollen and hypersensitive.

Extreme oral worship. He eats you out for hours in total silence except for the wet sounds and his occasional low, broken murmurs. One warm tongue fucking deep inside you while cool fingers circle your clit, or vice versa. He studies every twitch of your hips and adjusts like he's optimizing a technique, refusing to stop until you've cum so many times you’re limp and crying. He gets really turned on by this, and cums in his pants while grinding on you, or the mattress.

He is a master of sensory deprivation and overload. He'll blindfold you with a thin layer of fabric, then use temperature shifts across your entire body while barely moving his hips just enough to keep you stretched and aching, He wants you disoriented, dependent only on his touch.

During late-night study sessions he insists on, he'll have you between his legs under the desk “for warmth.” His cock rests against your cheek or lips while he calmly reads aloud from textbooks, occasionally feeding you the tip when you're being "good".

He records everything, not just moans, but your heartbeat, the way your breathing changes, the exact wet sounds when he fingers you, he listens on repeat during solo missions, stroking himself in his hotel room while imagining ruining you again.

hes NASTTTTTTTYYYYY!! more on my tiktok just..teema!

[pueriled]

Useful websites / links for rentry , bundlrs , gfx & etc for you!

symbol sanatorium - Links to a google document with a ton of symbols , kaomojis & text layouts. I use it for pretty much all of my recent rentrys.

sozaino.site - Website that's been making its rounds on rentry as of late, useful for graphic making. Has dividers, pngs, frames ~ etc if you have the creative touch.

sozai-good - site I found recently that has a lot of pngs you can download, also has frames and borders. In japanese but isn't hard to translate. Everything is also sorted into sections.

lottie lab - Website useful for animating, can be used to move around PNGs for rentry and the like. I don't use it much myself atm, but it's pretty easy to get the hang of.

scripted.neocities - Neocities full of code you can use for bundlrs or carrd. Also useful for stuff like spacehey and other sites that use CSS / HTML

blinkies.cafe - Easily make or find blinkies here! Great for beginners who want to make some simple things.

emojicombos - Search practically anything and you'll find an emoji combo for it. Useful for finding symbol / text combos and kaomojis.

unicode character table - Has pretty much every single symbol you've seen or needed. You can find what you want pretty easily due to its sectioning. Has stuff like arrows , dingbats , brackets , etc etc..

yaytext - Make your text 𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎! or U͟n͟d͟e͟r͟l͟i͟n͟e͟d͟!͟ easily with this website! May possibly break screenreaders in the process though so be warned.

lorem ipsum generator - Too lazy to generate a block of text to make a page look filled out, well look no longer! This site can quickly generate of block of pure gibberish to make it seem like there's actually text there! Good for newspaper / magazine gfx ~

And that's all ( for now )! I use most of all these sites and find them very useful! Hopefully one of them will prove useful to you too dear friend (❁´◡`❁)

[deviisworld]

18+ mdni. hanta loves to shotgun you smoke while he's balls deep ༄

“mírame, mami,” he murmurs, voice low and raspy from the joint he's been nursing. one of his elbows is braced by your head, the other hand gripping your jaw, thumb pressing into your bottom lip so your mouth stays open for him.

he takes a long, lazy hit, cheeks hollowing, eyes half lidded and red. then he leans in close, lips brushing yours, and exhales.

thick, sweet smoke floods your mouth. you cough a little, laughing into it, but he doesn’t pull away. he seals it with a messy kiss, tongues sliding slow and wet while the smoke curls between you. you feel it hit— warm, heady, making everything softer and sharper at the same time. your pussy clenches around his cock and he groans right into your mouth.

“fuck… that’s it. good girl,” he praises, hips snapping forward harder now, the wet slap of skin loud in the tiny room. “y' look so pretty taking my smoke like that. mouth all open for me.”

hanta fucks like he’s got nowhere else to be. deep strokes that grind right against that spot that makes your toes curl. he’s not huge but he’s long and he knows exactly how to use it, curving his hips just right every time.

he pulls back enough to take another hit, then grips your face again, tighter.

“open.”

you do— tongue out like a slut because you already know what he wants. hanta lets a thick string of spit drip from his mouth straight onto your tongue, messy and obscene, before he shotguns more smoke right after it. the mix makes your head spin. you swallow without thinking and he curses in spanish under his breath.

“tan sucia… you like that shit, huh? my spit down your throat while i’m balls deep?”

you nod frantically, nails digging into his back, leaving little crescent marks on his tan skin. he laughs and spits on your tongue again, watching with dark eyes as you take it. then he’s kissing you sloppy, licking into your mouth like he wants to taste the smoke and spit and desperation all mixed together.

his pace picks up. one of his tape strips snakes down, wrapping loosely around your thigh to pull your leg higher, spreading you wider so he can fuck deeper.

“look at this pussy,” he groans, glancing down between you. “so fucking wet it’s dripping down my balls, baby. you get this messy just from me getting you high?”

“hanta— ngghh— please—”

“please what?” he grins. another hit. another shotgun straight into your open, panting mouth. this time he follows it with more spit, letting it drip onto your tongue before he kisses you so deep you forget how to breathe.

smth short and sweet as my debut post here and im not really sure if someone can rlly get high off of second hand smoke but it's wtv

[dogpuppy]

Me during my childhood obsession with ancient egypt

[bulletpillarsinorion]

[bakubleh]

Family Planning!

Izuku Midoriya x Fem! Reader

TW/CW: 18+, smut, p in v, creampie, breeding kink, babytrapping (?), manipulation probably, dirty talk, cockwarming, dumbification, petnames, ignored reader, mean and sadistic Izuku, manhandling, cooing, MY izuku (deserves its own warning), reader implied to not have a j*b, teacher Izuku, uhhh idk more probably…

A/N: happy birthday green haired freak, he’s my best friend if you didn’t know.

The lamp beside you radiated a warm, inviting glow. At the same time, the TV in the background buzzed softly, filling the room with the legendary voice of All Might—playing the same YouTube docuseries Izuku had watched thousands of times.

One scarred hand gently wrapped around your waist, legs comfortably sprawled across the coffee table, with the laptop resting on the sofa’s armrest. His free hand, gripping a red pen, marking through endless essays, each stroke echoing the authority of a judge's gavel.

In this moment, you were barely more than a distraction to your boyfriend’s restless mind—just like the familiar video or the spreadsheets open on his laptop. You were something to keep his mind quiet while he focused, a warm presence in his lap, something to keep his endlessly hard cock occupied.

Trying not to squirm as your tight little hole was stretched and fluttering around his thick length, muffling pathetic whimpers against his shoulder.

“You’re being so good, pretty,” Izuku murmurs, giving you something at least, remarkably good at multitasking, “Being so quiet for me.”

You know it’s a trap—those kind words, whispered praise, gentle touches. He’s so skilled at it, getting you exactly where he wanted you. A melted puddle against him, muffling your noises, trembling with the effort to stay quiet, biting your own lip until it hurts.

The moment your whines threatened to rise above his acceptable limit, his hand, slowly palming your ass, smacked down hard, making your back arch and flesh sting. Your cunt pulsing around his cock, gushing between your joined pelvises, embarrassing at just a little contact.

“You were being so good,” Izuku sighs, feigning disappointment at his personal cockwarming toy’s loudness, “how am I ever meant to focus on my work?”

You don’t even want to murmur apologies, just in case that noise irritates him further, your mind too hazy to tell what’s sadism and genuine annoyance. His grip tightens around your waist, in some attempt to keep you still; instead, he rolls you against him, eliciting a broken moan from your lips.

It is a pure prey response when you freeze, as his shoulders tense slightly at your distraction. He sets the pen down against his notebook so very gently that it genuinely startles you when he flips it. A gasp muffled against the throw cushions of your couch, faced down and your back in a mean arch he’s positioned you into. One hand on your hip, keeping you still, as his other lands against your backside, leaving a nice handprint and an echoed sound in the room.

“Jus’ gotta fuck you dumb, hm?” Izuku purrs meanly, words cooed with venom, “So I can get back to my important work?”

You almost squeal, embarrassingly, when his girth stretches out your sopping hole once more, making your fingers curl against the opposite armrest of the couch. You’re mortified at the sound of your own cunt accepting his length, something Izuku, of course, has to comment on.

“So loud, both of you,” he laughs through a groan, his freckled face contorting into pleasure as he feels your pulse around his cock, “so fuckin’ needy.”

His hand moves from your hip, grasping both of your wrists to twist behind your back, leaning his weight against you. He’s hitting the deepest parts of your cunt, knocking breath from you with every nasty thrust, pounding until your legs feel like jelly and you're crumpling beneath him.

He catches you, of course, the hand on your waist moving to your tummy, right above where you feel the tip of his cock, “Can’t even stay up without my help, hm? Need me to do everything for you, don’t you, baby? S’okay, I always will, will always do everythin’ my pretty girl needs.”

You whine in response, hands spasming against your own back as your tummy tightens, drooling against the cushions as your eyes roll back and vision blurs. He’s fucking you so good, good enough to have you creaming around his length, babbling his name incoherently. He fucks you through it, his leaking tip grinding against every overstimulated spot inside of you, making a mess of your thighs and furniture. His weight presses down on you further, losing himself in your cunt to where he can no longer hold you both up, collapsing beneath him as he continues to make your head spin and toes curl, almost crushed beneath his built form.

“Fuck!” He groans roughly against your shoulder, still keeping your arms behind your back, “So fuckin’ good for me, lettin’ me fuck this pretty pussy anyway I want. You’re so good for me, baby, so good. Lettin’ me stretch out this pretty little cunt, never saying no to me, oh-”

Your hips arch further, crying out as he kisses your womb, your nails digging into your own palms.

“So fuckin’ greedy, this perfect pussy fucking me back, s’because you need it, you need me,” he rasps against your neck, “always need me. You’d be lost without me, baby. S’okay, I’ll think enough for both of us, that’s why I do everything I do so that you can turn your pretty little head off-”

He’s babbling, nearly incoherent, his cock twitching against your gummy walls, each harsh drag making you jolt and drool.

“Yeahhh, jus’ gotta stay at home and look pretty, don’t even hafta clean because I do it all, jus’ gotta let me spoil and take care of you forever,” he whispers, so sweetly, yet that hint of darkness twinges his voice, “aren’t you gonna say thank you?”

“Thank you, Izuku-” You whine weakly, voice cracking around the words as a particularly deep thrust knocks the wind out of you.

“Mmh, that’s a good girl. What are you saying thank you for?”

“For- for fuckin’ me so good,” you whimper, almost rehearsed, “n’ spoiling me, n’ letting me sit pretty-”

“That’s right! Good job, baby,” he mutters, placing a kiss beneath your ear. “You’re right; I do do a lot for you. Maybe instead of just saying thank you this time, you’ll let me flush all of those silly pills?”

Your body reacts beautifully, tightening dangerously around his cock, punching a laugh from him.

“Yeah? That’s how you’re gonna thank me, pretty girl? Gonna let me flush all those pills and let me fill up this pretty pussy? Make me a daddy?” He purrs, his thrusts slowing as he gets closer and closer; the sticky mess between you is resounding in the room. “That’s such a wonderful idea, baby. Thank you so much; you really are the best. I’m the luckiest man ever.”

As soon as he agrees with himself, the idea somehow becomes yours; he’s groaning, rolling his hips deep as he paints your walls white with so much sticky cum, staying inside to make sure it keeps. You’re panting beneath him, hot and overstimulated, damp and in desperate need of a shower, after the most mind-blowing orgasm; it finally clicks in your fuzzy head exactly what you’d just agreed to.

You suppose a baby wouldn’t be too bad; Izuku would make a great father, clearly. Just look how spoiled you are.

[getoville]

`𓏲𝄢 ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ BOTH AIN'T SHIT !

`𖥔 ݁ ˖ ꒰ ₊·—̳͟͞͞ ★ ┆content warnings: fem reader, toxic izuku, toxic4toxic & freak4freak relationship dynamics, jealousy kink, small degradation (m receiving), male mastürbation

izuku who intensely watches you pace back and forth in your shared living room in a frenzy as you question him just who the hell is this random girl on his phone.

your voice bounces loudly against the four walls of the apartment, eyebrows tightly cinched together in a knot allowing for a prominent vein against your temple to grow visible as and irritation seethes from your tone.

you watch him, watch you from his seat on the couch with a neutral expression painting his delicate features. his lack of urgency in response to the moment causes your jaw to clench and the soft tissue of your bottom lips start to grow numb from the constant entrapment between your teeth.

“i told you, baby, she’s just a friend.” he voices out steadily, head slightly cocked at the side with a noticeable beam in his eyes, almost like he found your erratic state amusing.

you stop dead in your tracks as you feel your blood pressure rapidly spike up. the urge for the palm of your hand to connect with his cheek pules inside you like a tickling bomb. izuku notices the way your eye twitches and stifles a laugh from emerging.

“do you think i’m fucking stupid or something?” you sneer with venom, turning on your heel to face him. you grip at a handful of his loose tasselled green hair, harshly tugging at the tresses for him to look eye to eye with you, his adam’s apple bobbing in response with the column of his neck exposed.

the “truth” was being told to a certain degree. the woman that made the ill mistake of excessively calling pro-hero deku during the after hours was actually his new hire, a skittish assistant who doesn’t quite understand the concept of professional boundaries.

she’d call regarding something minuscule and rather irrelevant given the hour; the shade of green streamers he’d prefer for his agency’s office celebration.

nothing more and certainly nothing less.

and he could’ve easily put you to ease by dispelling your assumptions about his faithfulness, hold you while whispering sweet affirmations, kiss you tenderly until you drift asleep in his arms but how could he when you get so riled up like this.

“of course not,” he groans, feeling your nails inch deeper into his roots. “you’re far from that.” izuku’s lips slightly part as his tongue darts out to lick at them.

you scoff, “then stop treating me as if am.” abruptly drop your hold on him making sure his head jerks backwards from the force.

“and since when do you have friends other than those two assholes you constantly talk to? should i fact check this little ‘friend’ of yours with them?” you hummed, with your arms crossing over your chest.

ah, you’re referencing bakugo and todoroki. he knows you’re exaggerating the grand scheme of things to get your point across. however, izuku is fully aware that it’s not entirely beneath you to disturbed the peace of night by driving to their residence individually for answers.

your stern face contrasting with his dazed expression with half lidded eyes stirs something dubious inside him. your gaze fiercely contorts from anger to disgust that makes the pit in his stomach deepen. it’s not fear that twist in his guts or makes his heart leap wildly around in his chest; it’s pure lust.

izuku shudders, feeling his cock twitch in the confines of his sweatpants that doesn’t find relive in the small readjustments of his hips. he smiles softly, “i can delete her number if that would make you feel better?”

you stomach his words and slowly pick them apart. it’s not “i will” but “i can”. he’s doing it to “make you feel” better, not because he’s feeling morally disturbed by his actions. will this actually make you feel better? or will slapping that smile clean off his face will?…and why is he hard right now..?

you notice the bulge forming a prominent print against his pants with a small beam of precum seeping through the fabric, causing a dark spot to become visible. you physically restrain yourself at guffawing at the sight.

your anger level soon lowers along with your energy to continue a tedious argument that is fuelling the man sitting in front of you. izuku likes when you’re sweet, you’re the sweetest thing ever for him, but he also loves the times where you can you’re mean spirited.

“you’re a piece of shit, you know that right?” your shoulders slump down and a frown embeds itself on your face. a dull pang radiates from izuku’s heart from the sight but a firm grip of your soft hand over his clothed cock fazes him. a strained airy whine echoed from his throat, starchy and soft.

you’re now leaning down into his personal space. your lips ghosts over his chapped ones with your minty breath fanning his face. your soft hand palms over his tip before trailing the muscle down the base and finally situate at the base of his cock.

“delete that fucking number if you know what’s good for you.” you whisper against the shell of his ear, putting emphasize on the severity of your words as you tightly squeeze him at the base

a groan ripples from his chest: winded doesn’t even come close to describe the breath that leaves from his chest. “yes, baby.” izuku strangles out, eyes squeezing shut whilst throwing his head backwards.

you watch him dig into his pockets for his phone all while slightly bucking his hips upward to receive a slither of friction from your touch. he unlocks it with precision, making sure you’re trailing his actions, then proceeds to his recent contacts to delete everything related to his newly assistant.

much to his dismay you release your grip on him to stand upwards again. a sigh of relief leaves your mouth, feeling satisfied with the outcome but your eyes quickly shift to less-satisfied man straining painfully against his pants. “you’re gonna have to take of that yourself, i’m not touching you tonight.” you deadpan.

izuku flashes a sly smile, already inching his large hand towards the waistband of his sweatpants. “..only if you watch.”

he doesn’t wait for a response or rebuttal before freeing his weeping cock from the confines of layered fabric. his tip flashes a fiery shape of red pulsing rhythmically to the ghostly touch of friction. the veins on the underside decorate the thick shaft beautifully while his heavy balls twitch with anticipation.

you softly gasp once his scarred hand securely wraps around the exposed flesh. he flashes a cheeky smile your way before gathering precum at the tip and slowly circulating his wrist to pump at his cock. he alternates between haste and steady motions cupping his balls with his free hand to add an intensity of pleasure; he’s putting on a show for his prettiest girl.

“aah!— j-just for you…only for you..” he mutters aimlessly into the air. his gravelly groans spurs heat to immaculate in the pit of your stomach feeling slick quickly dampen your panties. he chuckles once he catches a glimpse of you squeezing your thighs together, your resolve is melting as the sweltering heat within the room rises.

lewd squelching echoes from throughout as his cupped hand slowly reaches the cockhead then slaps back down the base with vigour. his now exposed lower abdomen from his shirt being slightly raised, rigidly contracts.

the sight of it all mirrored a shot from a pornography. with his eyebrows furrowed and mouth slightly agape that allowed for noisy huffs to emerge, puffy lips shimmering from his constant knack for licking at them as his chest rises up and down.

“you’re fucking disgusting…” you say absentmindedly. it falls fast off your tongue; too deep in thought as you watch izuku work at his stiff cock, yet the words of negation shoot straight towards his groin and urge him on. he throbs harder than before and heaves louder.

he pumps a few more times before thick ropes of cum sputter out along with a string of breathy moans. the sticky substance paints the lower half of his abdomen and a few droplets land on his shirt. his hips spazzes as he twitches within his hands with the white of his eyes displaying from them rolling back.

you slowly blink at izuku. who is now slumped deep against the couch, trying to catch his breath. you watch his breathing soon return to normal and the way his flush glows on his skin. it takes everything in you to not roll your eyes at him.

“'m really sorry for—” you cut him off by sinking down on the floor to situate yourself between his opened legs, carefully drag your tongue over his exposed stomach, gathering the now lukewarm cum that glazes his abs. his eyes never leave the intimidating pool of yours as you bore an unreadable expression while licking him clean.

you stand on your feet again, wiping the corners of your mouth with a now welcoming smile gracing your features.“….you’re sleeping on the couch tonight.”

reblogs & feedback is extremely appreciated !! <3 requests r open

[miminist]

ancient greek god katsuki who's worshipped both in fear and awe. people offer their respect in hopes of appeasing him and have his protection.

ancient greek god katsuki who’s temples are built into cliffs and volcanic stone, always warm to the touch and harsh breezes passing through.

ancient greek god katsuki who hates offerings of gold and luxury, preferring acts of bravery, blood, and devotion earned through actions.

ancient greek god katsuki who demands strength from his priests and priestesses, choosing only those who refuse to bow easily and meet his gaze without fear.

ancient greek god katsuki who secretly favors you above all others, though he disguises it with dismissive comments and rude commands.

ancient greek god katsuki who is unaccustomed to restraint, yet never touches you at first. circling you like a storm held back, curious how long you will endure him.

ancient greek god katsuki who watches you take care of the temple, silently judging every movement, yet intervenes the moment you are alone.

ancient greek god katsuki who starts appearing more often, always under the excuse that his temple is being “neglected,” even though it has never been more pristine.

ancient greek god katsuki who tests you constantly, flickering flames too close to your robes, rumbling the ground beneath your feet, just to see if you will break.

ancient greek god katsuki who speaks to you through bursts of heat and sparks at first, until one night he manifests fully just to argue with you face-to-face.

ancient greek god katsuki who denies being attached to any mortal, yet refuses to let another priestess take care of his temple and statue.

ancient greek god katsuki who burns offerings to ash instantly, except yours, which he lets linger, savoring the act like it means something more.

ancient greek god katsuki who teaches you how to fight, guiding your hands, his presence overwhelming and close enough to feel your clothes almost burning under his touch.

ancient greek god katsuki who would never call it love, but reshapes fate itself to keep you by his side forever.

[just-blythe]

This is so beautifully written wow

[aesthetically-dying101]

show me your teeth.

-pls do note this is inspired by @bfbkg 's headcanon. it was great teeth practice, it’s not rlly done but whateverrrrr

Please do not repost/post elsewhere.

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[bfbkg]

are we absolutely insane right now???? ARRRGGHHH GUYYYSSS