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keki1205

The trio passing by the reincarnated soul of their late teacher

krystalmelodie

The things shoto has seen… Happy birthday Izuku you are so loved by everyone 💚

lacquerheadd

show me your teeth

blkkizzat

this was the first thing i opened tumblr to this morning... today will be a good day :)

nimbrxa

teacher izuku

cinna-creme

kirishima who bends you over his legs and flips your skirt up and lands spank after spank on your cute ass until he sees your panties soaked. then starts to rub at your clit and puffy pussy through your panties til you’re squirming in his hold, spanking you again to get you to sit still. whispering the most taunting words to you as he brings you riiight to the edge just to pull back and start spanking you again. then he’ll bring you right back to the edge, listening to you plead and lets you finally tip over and cum but pulls his hand away and watches you whine and soak your panties.

cinna-creme

and then he feels bad so he kisses your ass, rubbing soothing circles into the heated flesh before he kisses down your center and eats you out so sweet and soft through your panties and when you cum again he lifts up and coos again. “i don’t like punishing my sweet girl but you can’t be all over my friends like that baby.” moats soft kisses to my ass. “but kiri i wasn’t.” you sniffle, still squirming in his arms. “no? you were hanging off of bakugo?” you gasp when he lands a soft spank. “i.. mmm..” you cover your face. “i know baby, i know. let’s call him over and clear this up, yeah?” and he starts rubbing you over your panties again while he presses his phone to his ear.

cinna-creme

when katsuki picks up he hears you whining and the telling shlick shlick shlick as kiri bounces you on his cock. “hey man.” kiri groans. “my girl- ngh! my girl was naughty tonight.”

katsuki rolls his eyes. “seems like you’re taking care of it just fine.” he lounges back on his couch.

“i didn’t- mmm!!!” you squeal followed by a spank.

“you did.” kiri coos. “i’m asking kats right now.”

“geez shitty hair.. what do you need me on the phone for? don’t know how to fuck your girl?”

“‘m asking if you wanna come over and help.” kiri pants.

your mind goes fuzzy after that as they keep talking and kiri keeps hammering up into you. you’re buried in his neck, clinging onto him like your life depends on it that you don’t even realize the phone call ended. minutes drip by as kiri pulls orgasms from you and you’re only brought back to the present when a hand tangles in your hair and lifts your head.

“kats?” you blink up with tear stained cheeks.

aimfor-theheart

megumi sees a rip in your tights and he won’t stop thinking about it and about ripping them further and he feels miserable over it like full of SHAME.

getosbunny

@tteokdoroki :3 🩷

maeveybelle

@kamislop

pamisn

⁞ɞ⁞ Calling Jinshi by his real name

Jinshi isn't sure why you're here. He's not complaining, though—you're propped up on a chair, pretending to sort through a pile of papers with a concentrated expression on your face. In reality, you're just here to take delight in Suiren's sweets. Jinshi couldn't care less—he loved hearing your opinions and, more than anything, he deeply enjoyed your company.

"What is that one about?" He speaks up, arching a brow as you stuff a small pastry in your mouth. You freeze—as if caught red-handed—before gulping down the baked good. There are crumbs on the corner of your mouth, making Jinshi hold back a chuckle.

"Uh...Oh, you know..." You trail off, running your hand over the paper as you buy time. You give small peeks at the document, trying to figure out what exactly it might be saying. "Inner court...stuff?" Jinshi sighs, shaking his head.

"Are you here to help me with my work, or to eat free snacks?" At that, you could only look away, as if to say, It's not my fault the food's good. Your cheeks flushed as you groaned, slumping over.

"But this is so boring... Can't you hoist this upon Gaoshun?" Jinshi gives you a sympathetic look—if only it were that easy. "Surely you must be tired..." You glanced at him—he really did seem like he was pushing himself too hard. A break wouldn't hurt.

"If anything, he would reinforce me doing my share of work," he muses, running a hand through his hair. Suddenly, he stops, looking towards you with an appraising glance. "But I guess one small break wouldn't hurt..."

That could only make you grin. You disregard the papers, diving into the rest of the sweets as Jinshi just stares at you, suppressing his laughter. You were careful to check that Suiren wouldn't just barge in on the scene—the both of you slacking off, that is. Though suddenly an idea got to you, and a mischievous grin made it's way to your face.

"I don't like whatever is going on through your mind at the moment," Jinshi says, bracing himself for whatever you were about to say.

"Yes, you do! We're on break, and you were so kind to offer me sweets, I feel like I should pay you back," you say, smiling innocently as you play with the papers in front of you. Jinshi shakes his head, leaning back against his chair.

"That's the least I could do, so—"

"I'll call you by your name."

"Excuse you?" Jinshi paled—what were you thinking? If anyone were to find out, your head would end up on a silver plate. His heart couldn’t take that. But you didn't care, you trusted Jinshi, and you two were alone. Just once would be fine, right?

"It'll be fine! I just need you to give me permission, don't you want me to call you that at least once?" Well, how could he say no to that? The way you were looking at him left his cheeks flushing. Still, he couldn’t forgive himself if something were to happen to you, so first he made sure no one could hear.

"...Just once."

"Yay! Zuigetsu." You say abruptly, tasting his name on your tongue. Jinshi looks like a bomb just dropped right on his head. Silence fills the room as he stares at you. First, he looks like his soul left his body, then his face grows red, hands gripping his desk.

"Uhm...Jinshi? Are you—"

"One...One more time." He gasps out, leaning forward. Your eyes widen before you burst into a fit of giggles. Before you can grant his wish, though, Suiren comes in bearing more sweets.

Her eyes settle on the scene, sharp as they dart between you and the flustered young boy.

"Oh my, just what happened?"

Jinshi was K.O'd, unable to answer.

a/n: I guess reader has a death wish😭 only thing I was really able to write pulled me straight out of my writers block

busuteme

Izuku in a situationship is a confusing mess... You mention that your phone is about to die and he immediately digs through his bag to hand you a charger he “just happened” to bring. You say you’re tired after training and instantly he’s carrying your bag, walking you back to your dorm, and reminding you to drink water like it’s his most prized job. Later, you’re sitting together in the common room and your head slowly falls onto his shoulder. He goes completely still. His face turns bright red, but he refuses to move because he doesn’t want to wake you up. Then Kaminari walks by, takes one look at the two of you, and goes, “So are y’all dating or what?” Izuku nearly inhales his own tongue. “What?! No! I, we’re not… I mean…” He can’t even get a sentence out. Meanwhile, his jacket is draped over your shoulders, his hand is loosely holding yours. Neither of you say anything about it. Neither of you pull away. BUT FUCK MAN.

HIII HOW R YOU DOING

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good!!! I'm taking a break from writing and not taking as many reqs which is kinda why I e been offline, but I missed youuuu anonnn

#⋆⭒˚.⋆ maeveyspeakz #hi ☘️ anon!

cokalee

Sherlock and her Watson

sukisbratz

— INTERRUPTION.

synopsis: you and your boyfriend pro hero dynamight are fucking. it’s hard, carnal and hungry. he’s screwing you so deep before an interruption occurs… your ex boyfriend starts blowing up your phone, killing the mood and ultimately your man’s patience.

content: pro hero! katsuki bakugou , missionary sex , p in v , backshots , quite a bit of spanking , katsuki refers to your vagina in third person “she”, unprotected sex , katsuki is a huge ass guy , jealousy , semi-public sex, porn with little plot , angry bakugou, gets off on making your ex jealous

author’s note: not proofread so apologising in advance for spelling mistakes!

the bed was violently creaking with every movement as bakugou pounded his cock into you like he hated you. your legs tighten around his waist as your moans grew more elicit with every thrust.

he had a bad day out on patrol and right now the only things he wanted right now was his girl and his dick wet. bakugou was so far gone already, high on pleasure and spurred on by your pussy lips crudely squelching around his cock and making him groan.

“fuck you’re tight. god-“ he snarls, plunging himself deeper and hitting that g-spot that makes you gasp and press into him like a desperate slut. your cunt was soaked for him that every thrust made a crude plap and squelch. “hear that baby? she’s saying hello t’me. ain’t that polite?” he groans into your ear and you cringe, face contorting from shyness, trying to hide your face from him. he smirks from satisfaction, speeding up to watch you cry out for him as he fucks you deeper.

“k-katsuki… s’too— mmh! s’too..” you whine, struggling to get the words out.

“too what? cat gotcha tongue? can’t help you if you won’t talk baby.”

bakugou had his hands by either side of your head, making eye contact with you and relishing in all the sounds you were making. when you’d look away from embarrassment he’d move one his hands, holding yours with only one before lowering his head and smacking your face gently.

“look at me baby. won’t ask again.” he commands, carmine red eyes darkening at your trembling ones. you nod, trying your absolute best to not shut your eyes from ecstasy.

you’re being dicked down so hard your toes are curling.

you let out a cry of pleasure, nails clawing down his chiselled back. “what’s that baby? you gonna come?” he groans into your ear and you nod desperately.

he speeds up and your vision starts to go white, its filthy and nasty and just as your orgasm was on the very tip of your tongue he pulls out with a lewd ‘plap’. you whine as he flips you over. “why?”

he rolls his eyes and drags you up with one arm. “shut it woman. i’ll do what i want. now back that ass up for me, we ain’t done here.” he proclaims before grabbing a pillow and sliding it underneath you. he forces your face down and lands a harsh smack to your ass that makes you yelp.

he’s wasting no time, grabbing your cheeks and spreading them whilst he looks down to inspect your pussy. he lets out a low whistle admiring how much slick there was. “fuckin’ hell sweetcheeks.”

then he’s got his meaty hands around your hips to keep you from running away from his cock, forcing your back to arch higher whilst your walls accommodate his size so nicely. it’s obscene and filthy the way his balls slapped against your ass. just as you began to drool into the pillow, your phone blared on the nightstand.

the pro hero grunts, ignoring the incessant string of sound at first— slamming himself into you even harder to drown it out with your whines.

but it just got louder. the more your phone buzzed the harder he went.

“m-maybe it’s an emergency? I should answer it.” you suggest weakly despite his glare.

now he was getting pissed. he had a bad fucking day and the last thing he needed was an interruption whilst all he was trying to do was fuck his girl. bakugou groans, reaching to grab the phone and hand it to you.

he notices you make a face as you look at your phone screen. “who is it?”

you avoid his gaze. “s’nothing.”

he snatched your phone and sees it for himself. he sees it’s no caller id. it’s gotta be your ex— this is the third time this week he’s called you now with no caller id. you had told him about how the obsessed fucker wouldn’t stop harassing you and now he was gonna make sure he’d put a stop to it. “thats it, im answering the phone. let him hear how a real man dicks you down.”

before you can argue with him he clicks answer and tosses your phone to the side.

“—hello? y/n?” your ex calls out. “i get you don’t wanna talk, but i miss you and i need you back.”

wasting no time, bakugou starts slamming into again. fucking you doggystyle as fast as possible, drawing out desperate and loud moans outta you.

“y/n?“ your ex raises his voice. “are you fucking serious?”

“sorry man, she’s busy. busy with real dick. ain’t that right honey?” bakugou spits into the phone, moving the device to your head whilst bullying his cock deeper and faster into your walls which were handling his size so nicely. “c’mon mama. you love this cock right? tell em’.”

he lands a harsh spank to your ass. you yelp “agh! yes— ffffuuuckkk! love it! i love you katsuki!”

“really baby? you love me? more than you ever loved this dickless wonder?”

“yes! so much!” you shout in pleasure. the scene was so lewd it was meant for a porno. not this.

he lands another smack to your ass. “that’s my girl.”

and maybe bakugou was being an asshole. and yes he’d hate this if it was the other way around. but sometimes you had to take extreme lengths for others to get the hint. the jackass should’ve left you alone the moment you two broke up. you were his and he’d make that clear to your ex just to get him to back off.

“still there my man? or do i have to go on FaceTime?” bakugou gloats, smirking into the mic.

“fuck you!” your ex finally shouts before ending the call. good on him for not sticking around before she came.

you’re too cockdrunk to notice, creaming around his cock so much that you were starting to feel that fuzzy feeling underneath your tummy.

“‘suki! im— im—“

“close? come for me baby. come for your hero.”

you come with a shout, pussy twitching as it creams around his length. bakugou rides out your orgasm aggressively, bucking his hips until he comes inside of you, thick and torrid. your legs give out. the both of you are covered in a thick sheen of sweat, and panting heavily.

you both collapse into eachother’s arms. you look at your boyfriend, who stares at the ceiling. his blonde locks are damp with sweat. you watch his rising chest. then, after a few moments, you speak up.

“why did you stay on the phone with him?” you asked softly.

“tch.” bakugou scoffs, meeting your gaze. his eyes are more of a gentle hue. “‘cause you’re mine. what, i can’t make it known?”

“katsuki.” you giggle. “did you get jealous?”

his face puffs out in embarrassment. “fuck off. who said anything about jealous?”

“nobody. my lips are sealed.” you smile.

“tch.” he leans over to kiss your forehead. “i love ya. brat.”

“i love you too!”