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I'm literally laughing like a maniac. And I'm twitching. Please give me some fluff. Thank you~

I just made a short fluffy fluff thing

It was already late to the afternoon when you woke up. Shouto was still laying beside you eyes closed, breathing calmly. He looked like he didn’t have a care in the world, it was rare to see him like that.

“Good morning sunshine” he said and opened his eyes to meet your gaze.

“Mornin” you smiled.

He loved seeing you like this, messy hair, still a little sleep in your eyes, you were the most beautiful to him just like this. He could feel his lips curve into a smile. You were so close, his nose wasn’t far from touching yours.

“What is it?” you asked, still looking at him.

“You’re just so beautiful” he smiled.

“You’re not bad yourself” you smirked.

“Oh” he grinned.

Shouto grabbed you by the waist and spun you so he was on top of you. His hands were pressed to the pillow on the sides of your head and his knees were on the either side of your waist. You just giggled and placed your hands on his cheeks. You brushed your thumb over his scar and gave him a warm smile. This man was like a golden patch of sunlight, so warm and kind.

“Hmmm” you mumbled as you kept caressing his cheeks.

“What is it… Wife?“he smiled.

“Wife…” -you sighed dreamily.- “I love when you call me that… Husband”

“I love that I get to call you that now”

You brought his head down so you could kiss him. His hair was tickling your face and you were running your hand through it.

“I love that I get to call you my husband” you smiled into his lips.

You could feel him smile against your lips too, and you couldn’t help but giggle a bit. He was your husband and you were his wife, this was where a new chapter in your lives began. 

NEW TUMBLR AUTHOR OBSESSION

H-hi, could you please do a scenario of Katsuki with a very shy s/o when they just start dating? She's very jumpy at contact because she isn't used to affection. She's also insecure because she's never been in a relationship before. ❤️

Idk if this is exactly what you’re looking for, but I hope you like it💜

You and Bakugou were walking to his place from school to do some homework together. Suddenly he reached for your hand, which you pulled away from his reach.

“What the hell was that about?”, he asked, sounding harsher than he meant to.

“I’m-I’m just not used to this, so could you gave me a little warning or something…”, you muttered.

“Yeah, no problem.”, he said quietly.

Bakugou respected your wish, but he was also kind of confused. He knew you hadn’t dated anyone before, and you were nervous, but it was still a bit confusing to him. He didn’t want to make you do anything you didn’t want to, so the relationship would have to move slowly. He didn’t really mind. He just wanted to be with you.

You had been together for a few months now, but you hadn’t had your first kiss yet. You were very nervous, since you were going to the movies today, and you had just gotten used to him giving you a small kiss on the cheek every now and then. What if something happened? What if you weren’t good at kissing? Would he be disappointed?

It was time for you to go to the movie theater. You and Bakugou had agreed to meet in front of the theater. You got there first, and were looking around, to see if your boyfriend was around. It felt so weird to think of him like that.

“Boyfriend, huh?”, you muttered to yourself.

“Here I fucking am.”, Bakugou announced, as he put his hand on your shoulder.

“Oh my god Katsuki!”, you shrieked.

“Sorry, let’s get the damn tickets and go sit down.”

He grabbed your hand, and you followed him. You were used to this already, and it felt like your hands fit together perfectly. You let him lead you to the cashier, as you grabbed a big box of popcorn for the two of you. You smiled nervously, and he paid for the tickets and you paid for the popcorn.

You found your seats, and sat down, the movie was about to begin. You didn’t talk much, only some remarks about the movie. When it was over you hurried out to the evening. It was already a bit dark, and Bakugou offered to walk you home. You accepted his offer and you two started heading towards your place.

You had been walking in silence for a few minutes, when you asked: “So, did you like the movie?”

“It was fine. You?”

“Yeah it was kinda romantic don’t you think?”

“I guess.”

You were already in front of your house and, you stopped abruptly.

“Do you-Do you want to kiss me?”, you asked quietly.

Bakugou was caught off guard by your sudden boldness, so he just nodded, and stepped a bit closer. You were now only inches away from each other, and you could feel his breath against your face. He caressed your cheek, and leaned in to kiss you. It was only a small kiss, gentle, like a question for more. You wrapped placed your hands on the both sides of his cheeks, and pulled him a bit closer. This kiss was still gentle, but it lasted longer and felt more passionate.

When you stopped, you were a blushing stuttering mess. “Di-did I do-do it right?”, you asked.

Bakugou just smirked: “ No complaints here.”

You gave him a small kiss on the cheek and waved him goodbye. You went inside, and the second you closed the door you sat down on the floor. You could feel that your face was all hot, and your heart was beating rabidly.

“Omg, omg, omg I kissed him.“„ you muttered frantically.

Bakugou was walking home, and muttering to himself: ” Holy fucking shit I kissed her.“

this is more of a comfort type fic but izuku or dabi taking care of you after some guy had spiked your drink. either they come when you call or they are already with you & tell them as reader remembers the familiar effects. i understand if you are uncomfortable with this topic.

I’m not uncomfortable with this, so no worries. If this happened to you I’m so sorry and I hope nothing worse happened. I did Deku with reader being with him already and Dabi with the reader calling him, because I like them being a bit different. They’re like in their early twenties or something similar in both. The Deku one is with a fem!reader, but it’s not really apparent for other than the “yes ma’am” comment

~Dabi~

You had gotten mad at Dabi and you’d marched out of the apartment, just grabbing your phone and wallet with your keys. You had ended up at a nearby bar, and were now sitting by the bar counter. You hadn’t been drinking much, two fingers of some semi-strong liquor maybe, and you decided to order a shot before going back home, just to get some courage. Dabi could be really fucking mean when he wanted to.

When you were pulling your wallet from your pocket, you dropped it on the floor by accident.

“Shit” you sighed and picked it up.

You had had to get down from the bar stool and grab your wallet from the floor, so you hadn’t noticed when someone had slipped something into your drink. You paid for your drinks, and drank the shot swiftly, before setting the shot glass down on the counter a bit harder than you meant to.

You made your way out of the bar, but you didn’t even get 20 meters away from it, before you noticed you didn’t really feel good. Usually that amount of alcohol would just give you a nice warm feeling and that was it, but now you felt like you were actually drunk.

“Fuck” you whispered when you realized what it was.

You pulled your phone out of your pocket and dialed Dabi. He didn’t answer right away and you had to call again

“Ready to come crawling back huh?” he answered, you could basically hear the grin in his voice.

“I-I think I was drugged” you said quietly into the phone, feeling like you were getting more tired by the second. You leaned against the nearest street light, trying to stay up.

“Where are you?” he asked with a much more serious tone, realizing the gravity of the situation.

“You-You know that bar near the park-park? I just left it” you muttered.

“Stay put, I’ll come get you” he said and hung up.

“Hey baby, you feeling okay?” you heard a voice ask from next to you.

You were feeling tired, but the fact that there was another person present made you more alert. You didn’t know what their intentions were, but you felt like it wasn’t anything good. You were scared, you were in no state to defend yourself efficiently and the man was quite a bit bigger than you.

“Why don’t you come with me, I’ll take good care of you” the man said, trying to grab your arm.

You pulled away, but you felt like it was hard to stay on your feet, so you had to lean against the street light again. Feeling like you were about to pass out.

“Leave me alone” you said, standing up more and trying to seem like you were in better condition than you actually were.

“I don’t think so. With the amount I put in your drink, you won’t be able to put up much of a fight”

“So you’re the one, good. Now I don’t have to go looking” Dabi said as he rounded the corner next to you.

“Dabi” you said quietly, your legs giving out from under you.

You fell down to your knees as Dabi walked past you to grab the guy who had been threatening you by his shirt collar.

“Let go of me you ugly-” was all the man managed to get out before his head was engulfed in flames.

You could feel the heat against your back, and you felt like you might have a hard time sleeping later, because the man’s screams were ringing in your ears. Dabi let go of the man, who dropped to the ground. He wasn’t moving, but you could still hear the light sizzling sound that was coming from him, even though the flames had been extinguished. You turned our eyes away from him, and looked at Dabi.

He was breathing heavily and his hands were smoking. You grabbed his hand, and even though it was hot, you held on. It’s not like you approved of him doing things like this, but you had no doubt the world would be a better place with some rapey asshole dead.

“Thank you” you said quietly.

“Let’s go sweetness” Dabi said as he helped you up.

He put your arm over his shoulders and placed his hand on your waist so he could keep you upright.

When you got back to the apartment you shared with him, he helped you to get on to the couch. You were feeling dizzy and tired, but you didn’t feel like you were about to pass out anymore.

“How you feeling?” Dabi asked.

“I’ll be fine, I think… I was just really scared” you sniffled and leaned your head against his shoulder.

“No need to worry about it anymore, that asshole won’t bother you again” Dabi said and wrapped his arm around you and pulled you closer.

You felt safe with him. You knew what he was capable of and that he would keep you safe, in his own way, but safe nonetheless.

~Midoriya Izuku~

You were at your favorite bar with Izuku. He had had a good week at work and some of his sidekicks had taken him out for a drink, and naturally he wanted you to come with him. Of course they spent the whole evening talking about how the week had been and how great the work had been lately.

You were pretty happy to just sit next to Izuku and occasionally chime in on the conversation, with something like “Yeah, he did come home looking pretty ragged that day”.

“I’m gonna go get us some more drinks, but this is the last round guys” you said, looking at Izuku and each of the sidekicks sternly.

“Yes ma’am” the whole table said in unison, before bursting out in laughter.

You snickered a bit as you turned and started making your way to the bar counter to get the drinks. You just ordered everyone the same drinks as the last round and turned to wave at the guys at the table. You almost forgot your own drink and added it to the order separately. You later figured out that was probably how the man next to you knew which drink was yours. When you waved, you had turned your back to the drinks that were on the counter.

You brought the drinks to the table and everyone grabbed their own.

“Thank you” Izuku said and kissed you on the cheek.

“You’re welcome, and I meant it when I said this is the last round, can’t have you rookies getting too drunk” you grinned at everyone and took a sip of your drink.

“Midoriya, you're a lucky man” one of the sidekicks said.

“Don’t I know it” Izuku said and put his arm around you.

You talked some more and you finished your drink quite quickly, since it wasn’t very large. Soon after, you started feeling quite sick. You recognized the symptoms quite quickly and immediately told Izuku what was going on.

“I think I was spiked” you told him.

“What? By who?” he asked, starting to scan the crowd with his eyes.

Izuku noticed a shifty looking man that was staring at you intently and told his sidekicks to go ask the man what he thought he was doing.

“Should I call an ambulance?” Izuku asked.

“I think I’ll be fine, can you just get me home please?”

“Of course”

Izuku asked his sidekicks if they could deal with the situation, and since they agreed, he took you straight home. You managed to walk most of the way, but at some point he picked you up and carried you the rest of the way home, despite your protests.

He put you down when he had to open the front door and the only way you were staying up at that point was by leaning on the wall.

“I’m sorry your night got ruined” you mumbled.

“It didn’t babe. Well it’s not like this is a good thing, but it’s not your fault” he said as he opened the door.

Izuku picked you up again, and took your shoes off while you were still in his arms. He then carried you to the bedroom and set you down on the bed.

“How are you feeling?” he asked, kneeling down next to the bed and put his hand on your cheek, caressing your cheek with his thumb.

“I’m tired, and feel a bit sick, but otherwise I’m okay… I think”

“I’m going to get you some water, you should try to get some good fluids in you” Izuku said.

“Thank you, Izuku” you smiled, before kissing his palm and letting him go get you a glass of water.

You emptied the glass quickly, you hadn’t even realized how thirsty you had been.

“I think I’m gonna try to get some sleep, maybe this crappy feeling will go away by the time I wake up”

“That sounds like a good idea” Izuku smiled, but there was a sort of darkness in his eyes.

“Izu, I’m fine. Your sidekicks took care of that creep, and he’s probably with the police by now” you said tiredly.

“I know, it just makes me angry that they think they can just do that to someone else, especially to you” he squeezed his hands into fists.

“I love that you’re so passionate about my safety, but I’m okay, I didn’t get hurt or anything” you said gently and touched his hand.

His expression immediately softened and his hands relaxed.

“Just come here, lay down with me” you said and patted the bed on his side.

He did as you asked and you moved closer to him, making him flustered. You loved that you still had that effect on him even after all these years. You just brought your face close to his and touched his nose with yours.

“I’m okay Izu, I’m just super tired. Will you stay with me while I sleep?”

“Always” he said without a single bit of hesitation.

You smiled and snuggled closer to him. Your head was just under his chin and you fell asleep very quickly while Izuku held you. He kissed the top of your head and held you close.

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Just Because (Bakugou x Reader)

Tags: 18+, dub-con/non-con (but it’s got a lighthearted(ISH) ending), overstim, degradation, mind break (kind of??? i guess?? not really), unspecified gender but reader has a puthy

Summary: Reader is a villain and annoyed that Dynamight won’t get off their ass when they do crime. So they capture him and decide to fuck about it. This started as me just wanting to lewd Bakugou in a discord server, but as per usual, i got carried away.

enjoy. or don’t. your choice ig lol. also not beta’d so sorry the capitalization is stupid.

when you perch your self on top of Dynamight’s lap, he’s confused at first. when you slide so close you’re sitting on his crotch, he starts to get the picture. he wants to ask you what the fuck you’re doing but he’s suddenly tongue tied. he’s confused about what you’re doing as he tries to wriggle away, but you don’t let him up. you have him on a bed somewhere, with his legs bound and his wrists trapped in quirk canceling handcuffs.

you start to grind on his cock, moaning quietly in his ear. he vaguely knows you, and you’re making him so hard, harder than he swears he’s ever been in his life. he vaguely knows you, and you’re making him so hard, harder than he swears he’s ever been in his life. he’s so embarrassed you have this effect on him. he’s Dynamight! a big time hero! he should have control over this situation, and someone like you with your soft lips and even softer thighs and perfect little ass that rubs up against him in the best way possible...you shouldn’t be the one that’s able to make him lose his iron like grip on his self control.

when you shove your tongue down his throat, it shouldn’t feel this good. he shouldn’t be moaning like a goddamn girl. he shouldn’t feel so good that part of his mind goes blank when you touch and kiss him. he shouldn’t get so flustered and his face shouldn’t be turning cherry red just because of some fucking extra. he shivers, and tries to fight the urge to tilt his head back as your hands move from his chest down lower and lower...

when you finally touch him through his pants, he bites his lip, hard. it’s just your hand, but it feels amazing. you aren’t even directly touching him, and he feels like some kind of pathetic teenager. he starts hoping you don’t notice how his hips are slowly rolling towards your touch.

“H-Hey! Stop—I said stop it!” he cries out, as your mouth moves from his lips to his neck where you kiss and suck and bite.

“I’m gonna have so much fun breaking you like this,” you whisper in his ear. “You’re not—you can’t...be thinking you’re gonna—“ you cut him off. “I’m gonna fuck you. Hard. And you’re gonna beg me to let you cum. I’ve wanted you inside me for so long, and I’m finally gonna make it happen. You’re not gonna stop me—you can’t. I’m gonna make you cum over and over again, no matter how much you beg me to stop.” his eyes widen a bit in surprise. “Y-You what? Why? Fucking cut it out! Let me go, you fucking freak!” he feels trapped, panicked. still, he’s not scared of you. he’s scared of the effect you have on him.

he’s kissed before. had sex, even (not often, but he’d die before he ever admitted that out loud), so why does it feel like he’s on fire right now? why does his body want this so badly when he doesnt? you pull his shirt over his head and bunch it up by his hands, which are restrained with the cuffs. then you slide your hand down his pants as your mouth moves to his nipples.

“Fuck, n-not there...” his nipples were sensitive and you sucking and teasing and biting at them makes him feel like he’s going to lose his goddamn mind. you aren’t even jerking him off, just groping his dick while you toy with his chest. he’s trying (and failing) to steady his voice while he yells at you. “S-Stop fucking...touching me already!” his voice is loud but it trembles when it escapes him. the way he lies beneath you, eyes clenched shut, his face hot and red, panting and trying to turn his face away from you as if the sight of you is too much for him...it’s too fucking hot. the way quiet moans slip out between words and the way he’s biting his lip to keep himself quiet...it’s all too irresistible. you need to have him, now. you slide his pants down and position yourself over his dick. “Don’t fucking—“ you cut him off with a harsh slap to the face, then grab him by his chin. “Shut. Up.” you momentarily stun him into silence as his eyes meet yours.

you hold his cock steady as you slide down on him and his eyes roll to the back of his head as a loud, desperate moan leaves him. “F-Fuck, wait! I can’t—!“ he cums. Dynamight, the pro hero, cums the second he bottoms out for the first time like a goddamn virgin. he gasps as his orgasm rushes out of him, surprising you both. he gets even redder still, something you didn’t think was possible. he keeps his eyes shut, brows furrowed as he tries to catch his breath. you laugh. “Well, well, well, what do we have here? Big bad Bakugou’s so pathetic that my pussy makes him cum in under 30 seconds? Not so scary now, are you? Where’d all that attitude go? Come on, let’s see it!”

he still doesn’t open his eyes. he’s made of tougher stuff than this. he shouldn’t be brought to his knees by some extra’s fucking pussy. even with the way you slammed down on him out of nowhere. you’re just so tight and hot and soft and feel so fucking perfect...

his eyes shoot open in desperation when you start moving. “W-Wait! I can’t! I-I really can’t! Do-Don’t fucking—nnhg...fuckfuckfuck, stop fucking moving!” you wrap your hand around his throat and apply pressure. he’s grimacing now, all angry and squirmy, trying to free himself from you. you look him directly in the eyes as you choke him.“I told you. You’re not gonna stop me. I decide when it’s over. I’ve just gotten started. I’m gonna make you cum over and over and over again. And you’re gonna lie there and let me. You don’t have a choice. Got it?” you start gyrating your hips, fucking him in earnest. you keep your hand on his throat, letting him breathe but reminding him who’s in control.

he clenches his hands into fists, legs and body shaking as you take what you want from him. he bites his lips so hard to keep himself quiet that he draws blood. you kiss him and clean it up with your tongue as you run it over his lips. his cock feels like it was made for you, long and curved and thick. he still won’t look at you as you keep fucking him, getting close to your first orgasm. “I’m gonna—I’m gonna cum!” instinctively, katsuki opens his eyes and looks at you. you sitting atop him, back arched, breasts pushed forwards, thighs shaking, head thrown back with bliss written across your face...

“AAAAH FUCK!” katsuki cums again. it hurts but it feels so good. despite the fact that he hates this, he can’t deny how fucking hot you look, perched on top of him, cumming all over his cock. “You-You got what you wanted...right? so get-get the fuck off of-mmmh-off of me.”

you open your eyes. katsuki sees how hazy they look as you regain the ability to form words again. “N-No. Not done yet. Wanna come more.” Your airy, lighthearted chuckle confirms what katsuki had suspected. you’re fucked out but still drunk with lust. your first orgasm made you only want more. you started moving your hips again.

“F-Fucking shit...fuck...”at some point, bakugou couldn’t think anymore. he didn’t know up from down. the only thing that mattered was you, your fucking pussy, and how much your torture hurt in the best way possible. he stopped begging you to stop and started babbling about how good it felt, and how perfect you are. “God, FUCK you feel so fucking good, fuck, don’tstopdon’tstopdon’tstop. Please. Just keep fucking me, pleasegodpleasepleasepleaseyesyesyes—FUCK! Fuck, it feels so good. Love it, I fucking love it, FUCK! I’ll do whatever you want, just don’t fucking stop, please! FUCK, I can’t stop cumming, I can’t! I fucking love you, fucking love your pussy, fucking love, FUCKING YOU!”

when your hips gave out and you slumped over his chest, bakugou slid his cuffed hands behind you and flipped you both over. “Don’t fucking stop, pleasepleaseplease—“ you were in the same state as he was. you positioned his cock to your hole as he forced it inside you. your legs shook as he started thrusting in you, short sharp movements like a fucking dog. he was so desperate he was humping you like a fucking dog, and you loved it. “please bakugou, dynamight, katsuki, please fuck me more. i want it so bad, please! fuck, it still feels so fucking good, you and your perfect fucking cock, fucking me up over and over and over again—“

when you finally decided to stop you had both made yourself cum so many times you lost count. bakugou’s cock hurt. he’d cum so much he’d started having dry orgasms. and you were a mess. your pussy was sore. you’d squirted and dripped all over his cock so much there was a puddle underneath you both. you tried to stand but your legs kept shaking. the cuffs around bakugou’s wrists made a beeping sound and then opened, but neither of you registered it.

by the time both of you had regained some sense, you had sat up, and reached into a bedside table near the mattress in the abandoned warehouse you had him in. you shakily handed him a bottle of water as you grabbed one for yourself and did the same with some vending machine peanut butter crackers or some shit. You didn’t look that closely when you bought them. “Here. This is all I got right now. Take it.” without thinking, bakugou reached out to take them, then froze as he looked at his unrestrained hand dumbly. “How...?” “S’ on a timer. Wasn’t gonna kidnap you forever.” he blinked, then took your offering. you both sat in silence as you ate. you pulled out a large sharp knife from the same drawer and katsuki immediately tensed, worried you were going to attack him. “Hey. Here.” you handed him the knife. he stared at it, then you, then stared back at the knife. “It’s to free your legs, stupid.” he stared at you. “What? I’m a villain, but I’m not a monster, Katsuki. Not my fault you’re so fuckin irresistible.”

“You...You’re not gonna kill me?” “Nah. Just wanted to fuck ya. And it was totally worth it. you can arrest me now or whatever. Oh, and there’s some clothes for you in this drawer too, and some baby wipes. No shower though.” you sniff your armpit. “Eugh. Didn’t think to bring deodorant.” katsuki looks to you, and blinks at you owlishly. he finally speaks. “W-What the fuck was that? Why—How—“

“Reasons.” you say, and leave it at that.

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Winner Takes it All: All Might/Toshinori Yagi

Pairing: All Might/Toshinori Yagi x Reader

Ratings/Warnings: Explicit,18+

Summary: my fic for the nsfw collab! make sure to read the intro on the masterlist over on @secondhand-trash‘s blog!

When All Might knocked on the door to the hotel room, he wasn’t sure what to expect. Nemuri had set him up on multiple blind dates in the past and none of them had gone well. One had even been with a married woman desperate to “conquer some hero cock.” He shuddered at the thought. That woman had been even more plastic than the action figures they sold of him at Christmas time. Now that his identity had been revealed and he technically wasn’t “All Might” any more but regular Toshinori his life was easier but still difficult in many ways. He worried about any romantic anything ending up on the front cover of some gossip magazine, but Nemuri had assured him that his date was “super discreet” and wouldn’t leak any information. Toshinori had a horrible sinking feeling in his gut when she grinned and winked at him and told him that he was bound to have a “ton of fun,” but seeing as she had already set up the date, he could do little else but to attend. Imagining leaving a poor woman alone and waiting for hours after anticipating a nice outing made his heart clench with guilt. So despite his instincts, he arrived at the hotel at the exact time Nemuri specified. Despite his nerves, there’s no way even the Symbol of Peace with his heroic instincts had any idea what had awaited him behind the hotel room door.

As you got the text that the winner had arrived to claim their “prize,” the churning feeling in your gut intensified. Surely it was just some overweight creep that lived in his mom’s basement that had never touched a woman before. But…what if it was someone worse? They did a background check on the winner and assured you everything was safe but…what if they only cleared their background check because they hadn’t been caught yet? What if they were…a serial killer or something? And here you were, dressed in garters and stockings and nothing else. What would your mom say if you died like this?? Finding out your daughter is dead and is ALSO a cam girl must be—A knock on the door silenced your racing thoughts. You steeled your nerves and wrapped your fingers around the pepper spray you bought, prepared for the worse. “Come in!” you called out, hoping your voice didn’t shake as you put the partial cover you always wore in your videos over your face. The door softly swung open and your visitor shut it quietly behind him. A thin, very tall blonde man entered your vision. As he turned to face you, you both wore matching looks of shock. He was instantly recognizable because you had seen him just a few hours prior when you went to the store to buy your pepper spray. His face was plastered all over almost every single magazine there. “…A-All Might?”

Now when Toshinori opened the door, he did not expect to find someone sitting there wearing only a garter and stockings. What he certainly didn’t expect was for it to be someone he recognized. Nemuri had sent him a link with a winky face and no other message in an email last month. Knowing that usually it was something pornographic but SOMETIMES it was something important in the media about him or news about UA passed down from other coworkers, he opened it. When he did it opened up a video of…you. You were leaning back in a computer chair with a vibrator buzzing away on your clit, biting your lip trying to muffle the moans you were making. For some reason Toshinori found that he couldn’t close the window. He was…transfixed. Your body was natural and you seemed to be in genuine ecstacy. You looked so cute as your legs shook from the intensity of your impending orgasm. “I-I’m gonna…oh god I…I-I’m cumming!” you cried out as you pulled the vibrator away from your dripping pussy. His eyes immediately focused on your reddened swollen clit and spasming hole as more of your wetness seemed to trail down onto the chair. Your pussy spasming desperately around nothing was something that plagued his thoughts and fantasies long after that. He wanted to use his tongue and lick up the wetness and follow it back to your pussy and taste you. He wanted to suck on your adorable swollen clit and hear how many of those cute noises he could draw out of you. So of course, maybe he had pulled up the video a few times afterwards. And maybe he did pull out his cock, heavy and hot and hard, desperate for release. He was only human after all. When you called out his hero name, reality hit him hard. A sudden uneasy feeling and then the corresponding metallic taste in his mouth meant only one thing. “HNNNBGBLERGGAHBLEH!”

Your shock quickly morphed into concern and horror as you watched the Symbol of Peace cough up blood onto the carpet. “OH MY GOD, ARE YOU OKAY?!?!?! SHOULD I CALL A HOSPITAL?!?!? OH MY GOD, I SHOULD CALL A HOSPITAL!” You cried out as you pulled out your phone. All Might lunged for it, panic written across his face. “NO NO NO DON’T! I’m fine, I promise!” In your panic you had whipped off your facial covering and were now looking him directly in the eyes. “U-Uhm….please don’t tell anyone what I look like!” “O-Okay…” All Might replied. Though no longer muscular he was still very tall and had the same piercing blue eyes he always had. Despite what others said, you still found him just as handsome as when he was in his hero form. He was still looking at you in shock, but he seemed to have calmed down a bit. “Are you sure you’re okay?” you ask tentatively. “Yes, I’m fine. It’s just…something from an old injury,” he replied softly, large hand holding his side. “It happens all the time, but I’m okay.” “Then…does this mean you won the contest?” “What contest?” You furrow your brows in confusion. “You know, the gaming contest?” “T-The what?” As you begin to explain, realization begins to dawn on him. “No. I didn’t win any contest. I…I was set up.” As he starts to tell you his story from the beginning, you start to grow more and more embarrassed. “I-I’m so sorry, I didn’t know…you must be so grossed out right now. OH AND-!” You jump up from your seat on the bed and rush to the bathroom. When you reemerge, you’re wearing a bathrobe. “Here I am, sitting bare ass naked, and you were just expecting a normal date. I’m so sorry.” You look at him with guilt and sympathy. “I-It’s okay. I shouldn’t have even been surprised. It was set up by Nemuri, after all.” “Nemuri? Who’s that?” Your tilt your head and furrow your eyebrows in confusion. “She’s the pro-hero Midnight. She always sets me up on “dates” to try and get me to “live a little” or something. As you can imagine, none of them go well. At all. I don’t even know why I let her do it, but she seems to have fun playing matchmaker and usually nothing…like THIS happens.” “P-Pro-hero Midnight watches my videos?” “W-Well…yes, she does.” “And you do too? Is that why you recognized me?” You watch as All Might’s face turns beet red. “W-Well, Nemuri sent me a link in an email to one of your videos. A-And I….I watched it. A few times.” His voice grows quieter as he speaks, turning an even deeper shade of red. You laugh at how adorably shy he is. You never would have expected All Might, the greatest hero of all time, to have a shy side. “It’s okay, no need to be ashamed! I won’t tell anyone.” “You won’t?” “Cross my heart.” He breathed and audible sigh of relief and leaned back in the chair he was sitting from, across from your spot on the bed. “I’m sorry I’m not…what you expected tonight.” “Are you kidding? I was sure I was gonna get some gross basement dweller or a serial killer! Not All Might! You…You’re not a serial killer, are you?” He barks out a laugh that makes your heart do flips in your chest. “Of course not. I try to save people, not kill them.” You dramatically flop back down onto the bed. “Phew! Boy, was I worried for a minute there!” You both burst into laughter. “Still…I’m sure you weren’t expecting someone so old or scrawny. I’m sorry about that.” He glances off to the side as he rubs the back of his neck with his hand. “Hey, don’t sell yourself short! I think anyone would be lucky to have a shot with you. You’re still just as handsome as ever,” you grin cheekily at him. Toshi feels his face heat up. You…you think he’s handsome? “I’m sure you weren’t looking to spend your night with some random nobody from the internet, and a cam girl, no less.” Toshi fidgets in his chair as he looks at you as if to say something and then shuts his mouth. “What’s on your mind? Go ahead, I promise not to judge. I’ve already embarrassed myself quite a bit tonight and you’ve been nothing but nice about it, so it’s the least I can do.” The blush returns to Toshi’s cheeks as he takes a deep breath to steel himself as he looks you in the eyes. “I…I think you’re lovely, and anyone would be lucky to spend time with you. E-Especially me.” You feel heat rise to your cheeks. “R-Really? Then…do you want to?” Toshi’s eyes dart around the room to avoid your direct gaze. “W-Well…what do you mean by that specifically?” “You know…do you want me to sitonyourfaceitsokayifyoudontI’msorryifImadeyouuncomfortablebyaskingbutifyouwantI’mdown??” You stare down at your trembling hands and will them to stop shaking. Rejection isn’t the worst thing in the world…right? “I…I’m flattered but…you know that I can’t maintain my hero form anymore, right? I would…just look like this.” You blink at him owlishly. “Why would I want you to?” Even more heat floods his cheeks. “W-Well…I…I would…I-I think…if you’re fine with me…I would like that. A lot.” Toshi’s eyes finally meet yours, and you’re surprised at the intensity behind his gaze despite his obvious nervousness. “C-Can I…” “Of course, come sit on the bed.” You tense slightly as the mattress beside you dips under his weight. He reaches for your hand as his other meets your jaw and tilts your face towards him. He begins to lean in, closing his eyes, and you feel as if time itself has stopped. His lips softly meet yours and you feel…warm. “Was that okay? I’m sorry, I should have asked first, I-“ You cut him off by steading yourself with your unheld hand on his shoulder and lean in, pressing your lips to his. The world melts around you as you focus on the kiss. It’s gentle and soft and sweet, and you feel yourself melting. Slowly he kisses you harder and lightly touches his tongue to your bottom lip. You open your mouth and meet his tongue with yours, tangling them together. Your hands grasp at his shoulders as he slowly pushes you down onto the bed. “Is doing it like this okay?” he asks between panting breaths. The sight of Toshi’s face, intense eyes boring into you and lidded with desire, red cheeks, kiss swollen lips and panting mouth makes heat shoot straight down your spine to pool in your lower belly. “This is perfect, All Might.” He pauses in confusion for a moment. “If it’s not too much to ask, could you please call me Toshinori?” “Toshinori?” “Yes. That’s…that’s my real name.” You smile softly at him. “Of course! Toshinori it is.” He leans down to kiss you again. His kisses are soft but passionate and breathtaking. You bury your hands in his hair as you kiss him back. Slowly he pulls away, leaning in to press kisses down your neck. He starts softly, but as he continues downward, you can’t help but to let out a shaky sigh. He pulls back. “Still okay?” “Yes, but…just a bit nervous, sorry. Please keep going!” He smiles tenderly at you as he rests his hands on your cheeks and kisses you again. “Me too…I don’t normally do things like this.” “I…really don’t either.” He gives you yet another look of confusion. “Look…I’m new to this whole “cam girl” shit, cause it seemed like an easy way to make some extra money. And when the company sponsored me about this whole event and promised to donate it all to the failing animal shelter a ways from my house…I figured I could do something like this once and help it out. I mean…I figured it can’t be that bad, right? I just have to sit there and moan or whatever and boom, it’s over. Seemed easy enough…and then I can go home and never have to do this again. I’m usually not a “casual fling” type of girl, but…” The retired hero looks at you in surprise and then understanding. “I see. So what made you want to do this with me? I don’t want you to only because you feel obligated.” He pulls back slightly and sits up. You do the same. “Its not obligation, it’s not even because you’re All Might or anything. I just…thought you were cute and I like you and I just…wanted to, I guess. I-If you do.” He turns bashful at your admission. “I-I see. Well, to be honest…I have seen your videos. Quite a few of them actually, not just the one Nemuri sent me. I never imagined I’d ever be seeing you face to face, let alone doing something like this, but…I…I liked them. Your videos. Y-You, uhm…y-you’re very attractive. To me. A-And I’m sure a lot of other people too! B-But I…I like you too. Talking and getting to know you is, uhm…nice.” You beam up at him. “Really?” “R-Really. Of course.” You pull his face down to yours and press your lips against his. “So…can we keep going then?” Toshi relaxes a bit. “If you want.” I do!” He lays you down again and kisses you harder. This time not as soft, much rougher, but still just as passionate. When his lips meet your neck again, he lightly bites down, eliciting another shaky sigh from you. His hands begin to untie the robe at your waist and then slowly slide it off of your shoulders. Toshi sits up a moment to look at you underneath him, dressed in only a garter and stockings, eyes glazed over and hooded, and breathing heavily. You look so good like this, both adorable and irresistible…he hopes he can keep this mental image for a long, long time. He leans down again and starts to kiss from your collarbone downwards, his hands softly coming up to hold your breasts. He cups them gently and then starts to use his thumbs to tease and rub your nipples. A moan escapes you as your eyes automatically shut. “Oh, are you sensitive here?” “Y-Yes, that…feels so good.” He smirks at you as he lifts his head to meet your gaze. “I see. Good to know.” Finally his lips are on your breast as his hand is on the other one. He softly kisses the tip before he slides his tongue out to tease at your nipple, his thumb and forefinger teasing and pinching your other one. “A-Ahhh…that feels really, really good Toshinori! Please…keep going.” He hesitates at the sound of his name being called in your voice. He could listen to it for hours on end and never get tired of it. You crying it out in between pants and moans…He switches sides and continues to play with your nipples. You begin to squirm and squeeze your legs around him. Toshi continues to kiss down your abdomen, one hand at your hip, the other resting on your upper thigh. As his mouth traveled lower, his hand inched closer and closer to your core. He pulled his head back and ran his thumb up your wet slit. You moaned softly again and opened your legs wider. He did it again with more pressure, and you rolled your hips towards his finger. He paused and glanced up at your face. “Toshinori…please keep going. Please…” Your quiet breathy pleas sounded like a siren’s song, and Toshi felt absolutely entranced. Naked and panting like this, wet and waiting undermeath him…He held back a groan as he lowered his head and gently spread you open with his fingers. You felt pleasantly surprised. You figured you might not enjoy this but you found yourself feeling better that you had in a long time. You were even more wound up than when you touched yourself. At the feeling of him spreading your pussy open, you bit your lip and your legs shook slightly. The thought of anyone looking that closely at you would normally make you feel embarrassed, but it just made you that much wetter. How is it that just him looking at you turned you on? He gently ran two fingers up your slit again and then placed them on your clit and rubbed it in a circular motion with the barest hint of pressure. You moaned again, feeling too good to bite your lip to muffle the sounds. Toshinori glanced up again to look at your face. Your eyes were closed in bliss, your mouth open and your eyebrows drawn slightly together. You looked absolutely lovely, and Toshinori felt awestruck for a moment. Then he finally ran the flat of his tongue up your pussy, ending with the tip of it pressed to your clit. He repeated the motion and then sucked your clit into his mouth and groaned. Your legs instinctively closed around him as your hands slid into his hair. He felt his eyes roll back into his skull. You playing with his hair felt so, so damn good. He slid a hand up to your inner thigh to spread it open as he slid his tongue down inside of you. You couldn’t help but start to grind your hips into his face. You tasted so good. You were so tight and warm around his tongue. He began to move it in and out of you. Your hands tightened in his hair as you continued to moan. He began lapping at you in earnest, and then sucking your clit again as he slid his middle finger into you and curled it up against you, sliding a second finger in alongside it. He started to suck at your clit harder, tugging at it with his lips and making you cry out even louder as the pitch of your voice went higher. Toshi pulled back to look at his handiwork. Your clit was reddened and swollen, your pussy stretched around his fingers as your wetness coated them completely, slowly seeping down to your wrist. He let out a moan as he dove his back down to your clit and continued to tease it with his tongue and suck at it with his mouth while his fingers continued to fuck into you from below. You were beyond coherent thought at this point. This felt…better than any toy, that’s for sure. His hair was so soft between your fingers and speaking of fingers…his were thick and long and stretched your pussy out just so nicely. Is this man a god? Well…when you consider his hero career, the answer was probably yes. But finding out he was mindblowing at this as well…You felt yourself getting close. “I-I’m gonna—oh fuck oh my GOD—I’m gonna cum – Oh! Oh shit!—I’m gonna cum soon! Ah! Ah!” Toshi moved his fingers faster and sucked even harder at your clit. He pulled his mouth away from you for a moment. “Fuck, you look so—ugh—so perfect like this. Cum for me, just like this. Please. Just for me.” Hearing the deep and erotic rumble of his voice sent you over the edge. “I’m cumming Toshinori, oh god oh my fuck I-I’m—” You cut yourself off with a loud cry as you reach your orgasm, seeing pure white behind your eyelids as your whole body seemed to tense and shake with pleasure. He slowed down as you finished and pulled his fingers from you. You let out a soft groan under your breath as you looked down at him. His hand was covered in shiny fluid from his fingers to almost to his elbow. Did…did you do that? You sit up and try to catch your breath, struggling against the boneless feeling in your limbs. “Oh my god, I’m sorry! I didn’t know I….I didn’t even know I could do that!” Toshinori moves his hand up to his face and slips his fingers into his mouth and closes his eyes as if he can’t even hear you. You stare at him, wide eyed and slack jawed. He slowly opens his eyes and blinks as if coming into focus. “Did you say something?” He asks, head slightly tilted. You simply shake your head no, too overwhelmed to say anything else. “I hope that was okay.” “Okay? That was…way more than okay. Wow. I still can’t even…wow.” He chuckles. “You…you are absolutely adorable.” “I am?” He begins to laugh outright. “Yes!” You join him and laugh until both of your stomachs hurt. As the laughter subsides, a tense silence follows as neither of you knows what to say. Toshinori begins to get off the bed and leave as you grab his hand. “Wait…I know this is kinda the wrong order to go about things, but…could I have your number maybe?” He looks at you in surprise and then smiles wide enough to light up his whole face. “Of course. Maybe we can get dinner next time or something like that?” “I’d like that.” He turns to go, but stops and cradles your face in his hands to press his lips to yours. He slowly pulls away. “I’ll be looking forward to it.” As he shuts the door behind him, butterflies come to life in your stomach as a smile reaches your lips. “I’ll be looking forward to it too.” you whisper to yourself in the now empty hotel room. Love can bloom in the strangest of places, you think as you lie down on the bed and wait for your heart to slow back down to normal.

Going through and fixes all the formatting on my own posts even though it only bothers the aesthetic for me :,)

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Diluc Ragnvindr x F!Reader

Description: Diluc has a problem with allowing himself to relax, but thankfully due to careful planning you managed to clear his schedule for a full day of tender love and care.

Rating: Fluff

Disclaimer: Domestic Relationship, New/Established Relationship, Talk About Physical Looks

Word Count: 1,623

I just started with your blog and I absolutely love your haikyuu and mha fics... tho im not into genshin your diluc fluff fic was really cute and I would love to see more fluff from you. (bakugou's one of my favs and im looking forward to some fluff from him, tho im not pressuring you or anything) 😁🥰

THIS WAS SOOOOO SWEET AHHH!! Tysm I really appreciate it!! Bakugo is also one of my favs so you will see a lot of him on my page! If you have any particularly fluffy ideas don't be afraid to ask me! LOVE YA <3

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Diluc Ragnvindr x F!Reader

Description: Diluc has a problem with allowing himself to relax, but thankfully due to careful planning you managed to clear his schedule for a full day of tender love and care. 

Rating: Fluff

Disclaimer: Domestic Relationship, New/Established Relationship, Talk About Physical Looks

Word Count: 1,623

Links:  Masterlist,  Ask Me Anything, Tag List

You were the person Diluc trusted most in his life, however, he still had problems with being vulnerable. At times your boyfriend was distant and awkward in the relationship, unsure sure of how to initiate a conversation or physical touch with this unfamiliar chapter of his life. This paired with his need to provide for you made it especially hard for him to open up about his own needs.

Diluc's number one priority was to make you feel comfortable, making sure the maids that served you were top their, that you were healthy at all times, and that everything your heart desired was met.

But you couldn't help but feel he was a hypocrite when he comes home at an ungodly hour with his hair matted, muscles aching, and wobbly legs indicating he was about to pass out. Many times have you seen him falling asleep on his desk barely keeping his eyes open while he rambles about a weeks worth of tasks he must complete in one day. It honestly breaks your heart, so while Diluc took a well-needed nap you had managed to evenly distribute his tasks between the other servants and Kaeya to allow your boyfriend to finally have a day off.

The moment Diluc woke up from his nap he let out a loud groan, rubbing the crust from his eyes as he realized he probably was drooling in his sleep. You let out an airy laugh from your position in the corner of the room watching as he grumbled out something along the lines of "good morning" though it was late into the afternoon.

Suddenly as if realizing something was wrong he turned in the bed, his large hand slapping on the bedside table. "Love? Where's my alarm?"

His voice became panicked as he rolled out of bed, his legs still tangled in the comforter causing him to come slamming into the hardwood floor. You stood up quickly rushing to help him to his feet not missing the way he swayed with exhaustion. Seems even after a full ten hours of sleep it wasn't enough to catch him up.

"'Luc, hey relax. It's fine-"

You attempt to console him but his half-asleep craze had a clear goal to find a clock. He nodded his head mindlessly at your words before attempting to walk out the bedroom door despite the blanket still pooling at his ankles. He tripped on more but with your firm grip on his bicep, you helped him walk into the living room.

"It's two?! How could I have slept so late, where is my clock? I know I set it for six a.m., I specifically told the maids to wake me up if I'm not at breakfast by seven! Where Adelinde?" Diluc yells the head housemaid's name and you can't help but smiles at him.

Diluc looked unbelievably cute, his hair all messy with a slight curl at the end since it's out of its usual ponytail, his angry face and his twitching eyebrow, his silk white pajamas he swears are the most comfortable thing he owns. Everything about him had your heart hammering.

"I told Adelinde and some of the maids to take the day off, the others are completing tasks." You explain gently, grabbing his hand and bringing him to the large couch. Diluc had a confused look across his face as he watched you prepare the fireplace in front of him.

"Why on Earth would you do that? Did you steal my alarm clock too?" Your boyfriend crossed his arms, a scolding on the tip of his tongue as he would to a child. You rolled your eyes, lighting the wood you had set up to be engulfed in the warmth of the flame.

"Because, my love," he blushed at the nickname, while it was common for him to call you terms of indearment you usually just called him 'Luc, "you deserve a day off. I don't even want you to worry about work, it's all gonna be taken care of."

You made your way towards his lap, watching as his deep crimson eyes stared into yours challengingly. "And how are you gonna manage that, hm?" His body was stiff under yours, still a bit uncomfortable with the physical contact you two were making but you gently grabbed his arms to wrap around your waist, letting him know it was okay.

"Magic," you said vaguely, laughing at the annoyed groan he let out. "But how will I know your 'magic' does it right? What about my...nightly duties?"

"I got it all under control, today we are gonna do absolutely nothing and I promise there will be no mess for you to clean up tomorrow. Don't you trust me?" You knew the answer from how he leaned back into the couch, his fingers gently flexing around your waist to pull you closer.

His eyelids closed as he took in the warm feeling you always caused him, he couldn't understand how he got so lucky. You were always so sweet with him, never holding his flaky schedule and empty promises for dates against him. You knew his job was important to him and that he would always make it up to you and yet he still felt guilty about it. He supposed now was a good opportunity to make up for all that time lost when his desk called his name.

As he snapped out of his trance to notice the items on the table he shook his head. "So now that you got me trapped your gonna torture me?"

The contents on the table were some of your products, a strawberry face mask, so eye bag gel, a lip scrub, and even a special detangling brush you bought for your boyfriend's lushes red locks. "See, this is why we belong together, you read my mind!"

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Diluc was beginning to regret his life choices.

He sat on the floor, his back against the couch while his arms and legs were surrounded by pillows, with a sticky pink gel on his face and two poorly cut cucumber slices over his eyes.

"Are the cucumbers truly necessary?" He grumbles, handing you his other hand as you clean the dirt from under his nails and add clear polish to rejuvenate his hands.

"Yes 'Luc, we gotta get rid of those horrendous eyebags," you comment through a teasing smile despite his vision being obscured by the green vegetable. "They aren't that bad," your boyfriend attempted to defend despite knowing the lack of rest took a huge toll on his body.

You hummed, finishing up painting his pinkie with clear polish since he refused any color, deeming he wouldn't want to stoop to Kaeya's level with his signature black nails.  As you blew on his hand to help the product dry you used your other hand to reach for the brush.

"I'm going to take care of your hair now, I think the stuff I put earlier should have settled." This was the part he'd been waiting for, you had an obsession with Diluc's hair and he loved to indulge you in it. His stomach always did flips whenever your fingers brush his scalp.  

You moved to sit on the couch behind his head, plucking off the cucumbers from his face and throwing it in a bowl before throwing your thighs over his shoulders and grouping his red hair in your hands. "Your hair is getting longer, I think it's a little longer than your butt now," the brush combed through his soft hair, admiring the blend of warm colors to create your boyfriend's signature blazing hair color. "But your gonna have to get a trim soon, your ends are split."

"I was thinking about cutting a couple of inches off, it's becoming a bit of a hassle." Diluc had to bite back a whine when you began to massage his head, grateful he always encouraged you to pamper yourself when he felt the pointy manicured ends of your nails scratch his scalp.

"Don't you dare! I love your hair, when your too tired to do it let me know and I'll do it for you," your genuineness was evident with how tender you were when brushing out the knots, carefully smoothing along the detangled areas. He swears he couldn't be more relaxed by your touch.

For a long moment, there was a comfortable silence, the crackling sound of the fire lulling Diluc to sleep once more much to his annoyance. He wanted to be awake, to keep feeling the love you practically drowned him in. But now he was regretting his late-night antics as the Darknight Hero.

"Don't sleep yet, we gotta wash off your face mask," you reached to grab a washcloth that had been soaking in a bowl of warm water using it to gently wipe the mask from his face. "Oh my gosh look! You got an eyelash on your face, hold on I'll blow it," your gentle breath cooled his warm skin, and after a moment of blowing you placed a kiss on his cheek.

"You made your wish right?" You question, running your fingers through his hair once more. Diluc nodded, avoiding eye contact as he could feel his face turn as red as his hair.

"Beleive it or not I'm still tired," he groaned, standing up from his spot as he complains about his ass being sore from sitting on the floor. "Then let's go to sleep, hope you enjoyed your pampering," you teased, grabbing onto his hair and swinging it around. It was then he realized you embarrassingly braided his hair into two pigtails.

"Y/N, I look like a little girl!"

"Aww, don't be like that it's cute on you!" |♡|—–|♡|   BONUS: “My love...why are their people talking about the Darknight Hero having a new sidekick? I swear to the archons is Kaeya shows up here trying to discuss some stupid superhero names with me I will--”

Authors Note: THIS IS WAS SOOOO FUN!! Lea told me later on to include something about his hair (WHICH I ADORE) so i made it the main point!!  Also trying to test out if people would really like to see more fluff? Lemme know!! :)) Check out my updates to my pinned post, I’m experimenting with #’s but I dont know how to make it work with stuff I already posted  (╥_╥) If anyone can help me out I’d love that!

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heart-shaped bolts | bokuto koutarou (m).

AS A JOKE, you signed up to beta-test a sex bot. however, after receiving the large package weeks after applying, the joke happens to bring you to happiness and pleasure.

categories. fluff, angst, & smut, robot!au, sex bot!au, sex-bot!bokuto, forbidden love!au [ MATURE READ: MDNI! ]

word count. 6.3k words.

contents. dom!bokuto, sub!reader, porn with plot, bondage + sensory deprivation, degradation, dirty talk, praising, spanking, pleasure dom!bokuto, rough sex, unprotected sex?, creampie, cum eating, oral (both receiving), overstimulation, orgasm denial, bokuto is versatile mf, choking, pet names (bokuto calls reader princess a few times), ice play, face sitting, etc.

extras. playlist.

notes. this was supposed to be purely soft at first, then bokuto started doing things to me. :) + thank you to @poohbea and @lawscorazon for beta-reading this fic and making sure i don’t post bs.

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can i request a todoroki fic

i keep thinking abt your dorky izuku one and i'm like FUCKKK BROOOO I WISH SIX COULD WRITE ONE ABT TODOROKI no pressure but like pls i'm on my knees begging this is not a want this is a need /lh

blurb you should really keep up to date with all these rumors.

# fem!reader, fluff, mutual pining, 😭😭 dumbasses in love

a/n anything for you earf. 🙏

there are rumors flying around.

it spreads, headlines screaming todoroki shouto was spotted behind the school with someone else…! no, todoroki shouto was spotted on a date…! no, todoroki shouto has a life outside of school! with a secret lover? a secret girlfriend? 

it’s not that surprising—having rumors about you be the talk of the whole school, you mean, especially if you’re todoroki shouto. son of a hero, top ua student with a pretty face, insanely powerful, insanely smart, charming with his aloofness. really, it’s no surprise his name alone is capable of catching attention enough to alert the mass media.

you’re not todoroki shouto. but you’ve been hanging out around him enough to see face-first just exactly what he deals with every day.

that being said, you have a feeling he’s responsible for the forest fire of a school today.

your classroom is in chaos. you wouldn’t know what’s happening, you quite literally just entered. probably something about the hero class. or maybe all might is substituting someone today. or maybe midoriya got his ass kicked again, or vice versa.

“hey, hey, did you hear?” your seatmate, yokoo, giggles, his light brown hair bouncing. “did you hear about todoroki?”

i knew it. you mentally pump your fists in victory. “what about todoroki-kun?”

“he has a girlfriend!”

you pretend to gasp. romance and pretty boys aren’t new (there was even one about bakugou katsuki LOL). in fact, this might be the fourth rumor about todoroki having some sort of love affair—once, there was a rumor that todoroki is dating all the girls in 1-A.

for shits and giggles, none of the girls denied it. until yaoyorozu with the righteous heart dispelled the rumors herself, embarrassed and holding jirou next to her with flaming cheeks.

“really?” you almost laugh at the mental image of a constipated todoroki shouto facing yet again another gossip. “who?”

yokoo has a funny look on his face. “don’t act dumb, l/n! you tell me!”

you squint. “huh?”

a juicy rumor about todoroki shouto having a secret lover is the shit. and everyone is eating it up. maybe yokoo thinks you already know about it since you’re (kind-of?) friends with todoroki? it’s not the first time.

yokoo finally leaves you alone when the teacher comes walking in, one clap enough to make everyone shut up. yokoo keeps looking at you, though.

once lunch arrives, everyone slowly files out with their respective groups. you yawn, thinking about ways to scare shinsou because his expression is always funny, always the blank face.

but then suddenly girls are squealing and forming a crowd by the door. they’re talking over themselves for you to understand anything coherent, so out of curiosity, you nip on over to the source of girls fainting left and right.

todoroki shouto is standing outside your classroom, mismatched eyes scanning the classroom.

and todoroki shouto lights up at the sight of you as if he was looking for you. er—wait, no. he was definitely looking for you.

“y/n,” he says, striding in until he’s in front of you.

“um—!” you say, panicked. “todoroki-kun?”

todoroki blinks at your frazzled state, and looks around at the audience he just seemed to notice. “oh,” he says. “can we take this somewhere more private?”

whispers increase in volume. everyone’s staring with bated breaths.

you almost snap at them to fuck off and look away ‘cause this isn’t a free shoujo manga recreation. but your glare only makes the squealing get worse.

you know that you and todoroki can be labeled friends at most, but for him to say that in front of your classmates who he knows will talk about this with everyone… is honestly kind of scary. what’s got him in such a rush? did someone get into an accident? suddenly, you’re not sure if you want a confession.

you nod. “okay.”

with that cue, todoroki reaches for your wrist and leads you outside. he seems really determined to talk to you. it’s a little flattering.

is it just you or is his hand really, really warm?

wait, nevermind. that’s his left, dumbass, of course it is.

todoroki spares you a glance. “hm?”

you jump. “oh! nothing! sorry, was talking to myself—um.” with one last look around the empty floor, you turn to him. “what was that about, todoroki-kun?”

todoroki looks at you, finally, and you shiver yet feel warm knowing that he’s giving you his undivided attention. it’s probably his quirk. “are you free saturday?”

“…am i what on saturday?”

“are you free saturday?” todoroki repeats patiently.

your eyes widen in alarm. oh no. oh no. “uhm. perhaps. maybe. why?”

todoroki smiles—a tiny, tiny thing—and your heart skips a beat a few times looking at it. you realize you want to kiss the hell out of this boy, and his lips are only quirked a little bit.

as expected of the number one pretty boy…

“what do you need me on saturday for?” you ask him.

he stares at you. “a date,” says todoroki shouto, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

oh.

oh, duh, of course.

he’s asking you out on a date, obviously.

you choke. “wait—”

and then, the rumors start to make sense. yokoo telling you to not act stupid. everyone staring. everyone expecting something to happen with the secret lover.

you were just not informed that you’re the secret lover.

it’s saturday.

the date is fun. you’re ashamed to say you’re having too much fun because todoroki is the one who asked you out, but judging by the small grin on his face he tries so desperately to hide in his scarf, maybe you’re not the only one.

you let him feed you a gummy bear. it’s colored red. “thank’sh,” you mumble, and he smiles softly.

he also eats one gummy bear. it’s the same color as your eyes.

you’re aware of the eyes on you, despite todoroki’s pathetic attempt of a disguise. he must’ve forgotten that his hair is just as distinct as the scar on his face.

“c’mere,” you tell him, pausing as you turn to face him. he absolutely does not even question it as he leans down for you.

carefully, you tug on the hood of his top and pull it up until it covers his head. again, he does not question it. he has way too much faith in you. it’s extremely flattering.

“people won’t stare as much,” you explain at the confused look on his face.

todoroki hums, thumbing the bag of gummies and feeding you another. “does it make you uncomfortable? that people are staring at you with me.”

you snort, patting his cheek. “no, of course not. i thought it made you uncomfortable.”

he shakes his head. “it doesn’t. they should know who you’re out on a date with.”

oh my. “i didn’t know you were so possessive, todoroki-kun!” you tease, nudging him with an elbow. you’ve been doing that a lot since the day started, and he looks like he’s enjoying it.

he blushes, his entire face almost as red as the left side of his hair. “sorry, did you not—”

you laugh. “i don’t mind. i’m all yours, of course.”

the glint that flashes in his eyes shows that he very much likes that.

you stare at him for a few more moments, before finally turning away to proceed walking. “say, todoroki-kun, i got a question for you.”

“yes?” he holds out another gummy bear. wow, he sure does love spoiling you a lot today. then again, he always seemed to have fun doing it, so you let him.

“why—oh, thank you—why did you ask me out on a date?”

todoroki does that funny face again. “because i like you.” he studies your face through the corner of his eyes, and nearly blanches. “did you not know that?”

you feel as if you’re engulfed in flames. you blame it on your date. “i’m incredibly stupid, you see. i thought you were just—bored, or something!”

todoroki looks a little displeased that you said that. “you mentioned last week that you’re free from schoolwork this saturday, so i took the chance. i didn’t think you weren’t aware of my feelings, because everyone else told me they knew. except you, apparently.”

a garbled whine escapes your throat. todoroki flashes a smile at that, doing the same face he makes when he finds something adorable. “don’t tease me! i didn’t actually know!”

you’ve heard of rumors of todoroki having a crush. of him sending longing glances at a particular someone when given a chance. but you thought that was stupid! because most people in high school would end up crushing on someone! hell, you’re pretty sure everyone has a crush on someone in class 1-A (and god forbid aizawa-sensei), but to think someone from 1-A likes you…

todoroki pokes your possibly warm cheek. “you’re flustered. does that mean you like me back?” he asks out of nowhere.

you were just not informed that you’re todoroki’s crush.

Eddie going absolutely feral when you squirt for the first time and he just goes “I wanna see you do it again” and he starts pounding into your g spot like a wild animal while you scream and cream because his cock is so good

IMAGINE P**N STAR!EDDIE DOING THIS OMG

because we all know his dick is fucking huge, so he could reach many more places and really hit your g-spot so much better. i think he would make you squirt using his mouth first, because if you think canon!eddie is a pussy eating king? oh, he’s got nothing at all on ps!eddie; he’s fucking wild as hell about giving oral sex, and he doesn’t hold back. at all. you won’t have a more intense, screaming, messy orgasm in your fucking life, i guarantee it.

that’s why you end up squirting him not once, but twice, in the face as he makes you cum on his tongue. he just watches you in awe, listening to you fucking scream for him, your hands tearing at his long hair as he moans hotly against your cunt. he laps at your clit lazily, before drawing back to smirk up at you. you’re completely blissed out, and you’re not even aware of what you just did. his fingers trail through your sensitive folds, whistling as he gazes at you.

“i didn’t know shit like this was real outside of my movies,” eddie muses, licking up some of your excess juices as his brown eyes meet your own. “fuck, that’s my good little slut, making a huge mess for me like that.”

“you didn’t know what existed?” you ask dazedly, raising a brow at him in confusion.

“squirting,” eddie replies, massaging your thighs as he keeps his gaze settled on yours. “you just fucking soaked my face, baby.”

“sorry,” you pant, brushing some hair from his drenched, sloppy face.

“no,” he says, growling as he goes back to devouring your cunt. “i wanna see you do it again.”

and he eats you out again, feeling a little disappointed when that orgasm was just a gushing one. that’s when he got the bright idea to fuck you, thinking maybe his cock could produce another that would make a good mess. he’s got you at the edge of the bed, standing as your legs are drawn up to your chest, his massive, thick, pierced dick pounding into you. you hold every single inch inside of your wet pussy, your walls hugging him with every thrust. he’s ramming into your sweet spot repeatedly, fucking you hard like a goddamn animal. you’ve never been railed like this before, and your eyes are rolling back as another orgasm rocks your body without warning.

“christ,” eddie hisses after your loud moans have subsided, laughing wickedly as he keeps fucking you at that same pace. the sounds of sex are even louder now, and you can feel a puddle forming under your ass. “i didn’t even have to touch your pretty little clit to make you do that. you just came all over my massive fucking dick all on your own.”

and it turns out, he was able to make you cum again and again on it without much touching. the second time was in cowgirl, the third time was in missionary, and the fourth was in doggy. all four made you squirt, and you couldn’t stop screaming each time he made you cum. you were even crying at one point because of how goddamn deliciously his cock hurt, stretching your walls open and absolutely drilling into your cervix with every thrust. you were so far gone on his cock, and you, eddie, and the bed were drenched messes by the time you were finished. you were exhausted, and eddie held you in his arms after, humming in your ear as he played with your hair.

“i’m gonna talk to some of the producers about you, baby,” eddie murmured in your ear, giving it a soft kiss. “you would make a fucking killing in the industry. that body, those pretty moans, the way you squirt, how soaking that hot pussy of yours gets for me, the way you can fit all nine inches of my cock in that tight little thing? fuck.”

AHHHHH SO CUTE @katscki

wet dreams

katsuki’s never done this before.

cw: 18+, minors dni, they be fuckin dick n pussy style, f!reader

note: yes thank you jcole for this, completely inspired by that song.

bakugou katsuki is a virgin. it’s not something he talks about often and he’s not in conversations where his sex life comes up in public so he can’t blame you for not knowing he is. in fact, you believe he’s a pro of some sorts. he’s strong, sexy, smart, you wouldn’t believe he was a virgin. how could he be looking like that? but then again he would have thought the exact same thing about you if you didn’t tell him first.

after a few cute text messages back and forth, a whole load of flirting, him telling you things he’d wanna do to you and you’re being oh so agreeable, texting back “i want you to show me.”

leading up to it, he’s low-key embarrassed to admit he’s actually a virgin and he’s stressed the fuck out. you’re texting him excited because you’ve planned to finally do it this saturday. “my parents aren’t home for the weekend so come whenever you want :)” and all he’s got to say is, “yeah baby sounds like a plan.”

when katsuki walks into your bedroom, you’re pretty and eager. in tiny pyjama shorts and a tight tank top that makes your tits look plush. you stand right under his nose, palm on his chest as you brush your lips against his jaw, “you needa take care of me ‘ki. i don’t want it to hurt.” you lay soft kisses across his jaw, ducking into his neck and katsuki’s chest feels like a tsunami. your touch feels so good, his dick is getting hard in his underwear and he’s overthinking everything. do guys get hard just from kisses? hurt? is he going to hurt you? what if you cry? what if he comes too quick?

but he wants to take care of you, he wants your first time to be with him. he smoothes his hands under your tank at the skin of your waist. he starts to massage you, ducking down to squeeze at your ass, “course i’ll take care of you baby. treat you like a princess like you deserve.”

you glance up like a puppy. round glossy eyes and parted lips that he’s begging to the gods that he doesn’t bust right there. your arousal is evident, fuck, he feels like he can smell it in the room. “like i deserve?”

“fuck, yeah baby,” and your first kiss of the night is shared. he pecks your lips, a little awkwardly he thinks, only touches half your lips and the rest on your cheeks but your smile right after shows you don’t think it is. you slide your hands up to his neck and he sighs, a fluttering high pitched one that makes him feel embarrassed. it doesn’t help you giggling afterwards.

“don’t laugh,” he huffs with a frown, bending forward so both your noses are brushing against each other. “gotta sensitive neck.” something he only realised today.

“sorry, ‘ki. guess it won’t be too bad if i…,” you stand on your tiptoes and lay little wet pecks on his cheek then covering his neck.

like the whore he is, he stretches his neck and moans. bakugou moans unlike he’s ever moaned before. the moan travels from the deepest pit of his gut, into his lungs and almost erupts like a volcano. you’re not even touching his dick yet, and he’s moaning like he’s buried deep inside you. he doesn’t feel this hot burn in his chest when he masturbates in his bedroom. is this supposed to feel this good? just kisses on his neck? but it isn’t just anything, it feels like everything. your hands are sneaking up his shirt and he didn’t mean to but one of his thighs is slotted between both your legs. he can feel the heat from your pussy and he’s not sure if it’s his mind playing tricks on him but he swears it’s a little damp on his thigh now.

“do you like that?” you whisper, and fuck, apparently your cute little voice can be drenched in seduction making his dick strain against the zipper of his jeans.

he grunts and he hopes you know he’s agreeing, “love it baby, fuckin’—.” and he snaps out of it, flicking his head down to meet your eyes.

you stop at the abruptness of his movements, insecurity sneaking into your eyes as you drop back down on the balls of your feet.

“sorry did i—.”

“this is about you darlin’, not me,” he splutters, sliding his forearm under your ass to pick you up and you squeal, tightening your arms and legs around his body.

heat smothers your lower half at the fluidity of his movements. how easily he picked you up, like you weigh nothing to him to even how he held the back of your head when he rests you back on your bed. then he pulls up from you, sliding his hands down your waist, your bare thighs till he’s back to his full height.

bakugou stares down at you. if not for the fact his immense size over you should terrify you, the massive tent in his jeans actually might end up wrecking you. but his stare becomes softer, the hot arousal swimming in his ruby pupils turning possessive and… ambitious?

“‘ki, i know you’re a pro but you need to be gentle,” you nervously smile, sitting up on your forearms to pull your top over your head, your nipples stiffening with the brush of cold air. katsuki moans audibly, your hand reaching up to palm at his bicep and your calf brushes at his waist.

“you’re gonna kill me baby,” he mutters, bending down to press timid kisses to your breasts, nibbling a little around the sides.

he feels your throat tightening at his touch, your fingers sneaking up to rake through his hair. “oh… oh my… katsuki, i…” you tremble out, a sharp inhale when he takes one breast whole in his mouth to suck.

if bakugou was being honest here, he wasn’t sure what he was doing. he was using his hands to feel how you were reacting and every nibble had your leg pulling him even closer to you. your back arched at every suck and you sounded angelic, “katsuki, you’re doing so… feels so good.”

and he lets go of your breast with a pop, his lips wet and your breast shiny. “you’re beautiful. y’know that, right? a fuckin’ angel on earth.”

you’re already feeling overwhelmed. your first time topless in-front of a boy, hornier than you’ve ever been in your life and he’s being so sweet, almost romantic how he strokes his thumb against your hip and pecks your cheek. you don’t think you’d even have the words to say thank you so you just tug the hem of his t-shirt.

“take it off,”

“anythin’,”

it’s like an advert, a french cologne one or an underwear one. the masculine way he takes the corner of his top and yanks it off with one swoop. the sweet strong smell of him taking over your bedroom. bakugou katsuki is gorgeous. you almost feel grateful you’re one of the lucky girls he lets see him like this.

“and your jeans. off… please,”

bakugou laughs, a harsh fluttering one that tickles your insides. he hopes you like how he looks. how amateur is that? he feels like he’s a regressed a little, just a boy hoping a pretty girl thinks he’s handsome. so after embarrassingly hopping on one foot to yank off his jeans, another giggle leaving your bruised lips making his dick harden even more now there was no constrictions, he kneads your thighs, pulling you to the edge of the bed.

you both have your underwear on and you both can clearly see the patch of wetness in his boxers and your panties. he was massive. just like you thought and you swear he was growing the longer you looked at him. the room slid into a silence for a moment. just you both admiring both of your bodies, how close you both were if you removed your underwear.

bakugou cleared his throat, your eyes flicking away from his tight black underwear to his glowing pupils. was he staring at you for too long? wouldn’t any honest man stare at you as long as he did?

“so d’you like what you see?”

instantly, he regrets what he said. he hopes it comes out cocky, like he’s expecting you to say yes instead of slimy with insecurity. though immediately you nod, a cute little hum that makes you rub your lips together and shuffle even closer to him that his dick is pressing between your legs. pressing against your pussy.

“yes. you’re so sexy,” and you glance away from him a second, like you’re nervous to admit something, “you make me wanna touch myself.” you bite down on your lip, squeezing your eyes shut as if to compose yourself.

“oh shit. fuck.” he wasn’t expecting you to say that.

“i’m gonna take your shorts off,” ask, idiot, “you gonna let me take them off?”

your eyes snap open, and you’re like dough, letting him do anything he asks. you nod, your lip still between your teeth. you’re so gorgeous.

holding his breath, katsuki grips the top of your shorts and pulls them down your legs. in his mind he’s going way too fast, he wants to feel the smooth curve of your ass, your supple thighs, your strong calves. in your mind he’s going way too slow, but you’re obsessed with how he’s looking at you. like he wants to bite, suck, taste every bit of you, his eyes low yet focused like he needs to commit every bit of you to memory. you want him now.

once your shorts are off, you’re now laying bare for him and your knees knock together to hide yourself from his desperate gaze. he makes no move to pull your knees apart, despite how much he’s dying to. instead, he just rests each hand on top of a knee and says, “can i see you princess? dyin’ to see you.” might as well be honest.

there probably wasn’t anything he could ask from you that you wouldn’t do. with a gentle breath, he can tell from the rise of your chest, you drag your knees apart.

and there you are.

his hands slide down your thighs, stopping right at your pussy lips. then a strangled, pained groan leaves his throat. you were wet, soaked in fact, strings of your own pleasure sticking from each side and there at the top was your cute little nub.

“you’re gonna make my dick fall off,” he mumbles so incoherently that you only half hear what he says though you make out the ending, a chuckle coursing through your veins.

“i’m ready for you, ‘ki.” you smile and it’s as if you’re glowing from the insides. your teeth white with your lazy grin and you already look fucked. eyes lovelost and bottom lip plump from his kisses.

“you don’t want me to eat you out? i wanna taste you baby,” he’s talking to your pussy at this point, his thumb brushing from your ass cheeks, pass your pussy to your clit. you’re a bundle of nerves, every part of you vibrating and reacting at his touch. you blink, realising what he just said.

eating you out? that’s an offer? you take a second to imagine what it would be like, his pretty face between your thighs, licking and gulping you down. pressing your wriggling hips down with one hand as he works you to an orgasm with only his mouth.

“next time, okay? wanna feel you inside me,”

as much as katsuki wants to bury his face in you, maybe even be suffocated by your thighs, he was the tiniest bit grateful he’d have some time to research before he went down on you. by research he might ask kaminari. or todoroki, who knows what he gets up to.

“next time then. i won’t forget that,” he straightens out with you, even levelling you with a glare and point of his finger that doesn’t match the sexy atmosphere at all. he wants to kick himself for that but your eyes widen at his playfulness before succumbing to a sweet giggle.

“promise. take off them off now,”

and idiotically, he follows your stare to his underwear, dropping his head down and gulping. fuck. it’s time. katsuki does what he does best, making it about you so he doesn’t worry about himself.

“no rush baby, i’m gonna be here all evening,” he jokes, and now he’s overthinking it, when does bakugou katsuki joke? so with one deep breath, he scrambles out his underwear, leaving his thick leaking cock to slap against his chest. he’s never been so hard in his life.

“oh my… that’s not gonna fit inside me, ‘ki,” you stammer. you look sorta scared of his extra limb, your eyes fearful though your fingers curious, reaching up on your forearms to touch him.

“if you touch me i’m gonna—,” he tries to warn but it’s too late. your tiny palm, much smaller than his, wraps around him tightly and he needs to brace himself forward for some stability.

“are you… do you usually get this hard?” you ask, following the pulsing thick veins that coat him and your pupils are glossy with curiosity now.

“only for… only for you, fuck,” he groans and he doesn’t mean to, he doesn’t even think he’s in control as his hips begin to thrust in your hand. you gasp as he does so, watching his body, his abs tightening and the clench of his jaw. katsuki drops his head in your neck and you can’t help the bloom of pride in the centre of your chest. you’re doing this to him. whatever you’re doing… is getting him like this.

he’s thrusting into your palm and you only wonder how he’d feel between your legs, inside you. the ridges and veins rubbing against your walls, every twitch and the pure masculine heat of him on top of you.

then you feel his fingers wrap around your wrist and his voice is muffled against your neck. “i’m not gonna fuckin’ last inside of you if we keep at this.”

you’re amazed at how he sounds like he does after a workout. he pulls away from your neck and a gush of wetness drips from between you. you clamp your legs together so he doesn’t notice the growing stain in your bedsheets. his blonde hair is tousled, messy and so fucking sexy. his cheeks are a breathless pink and his lips are parted, inching towards yours like he needs you to breathe.

he only means to peck you but you both keep getting lost in each other, forgetting what he came here to do. but this is part of the fun, right? after sucking on your tongue, he kisses away the string of spit and softly pushes you back down.

then he panics for a second, “fuck, lemme get a condom.”

after scrambling for his jeans on the ground he holds one up like won a prize. then you had the joy of watching bakugou rip a condom open with his teeth, pinch the top and roll the rest over his dick. this is how he practiced, those videos he watched before he came here and the night before.

“you’re so sexy.” you whisper and he realises how completely disconnected he is from you. lost in his head while you’re lost in him. he mentally punches himself.

“not as sexy as you baby,” he cheeses, placing his hands on your hips pulling your knees apart to see you again.

“i’m gonna take it slow, okay baby? gonna take my time on you. tell me if it’s too much.”

holding the base of his dick he easily finds your slippery hole. quickly, he rubs himself up and down you to lubricate himself before slowly pushing himself into you.

“there we fuckin’ go. good girl. my good girl,” he mutters, teeth gritted as an inch of him disappears inside of you. “fuck,” he groans the same time as you sharply inhale, your lower half tensing up.

“relax for me baby, it’ll feel better when you relax okay?” and he’s not sure where this reassurance comes from, he’s not sure if he’s even correct in what he’s saying but one of his thumbs come to rub at your hip and you’re so fucking tight around his tip he’s low-key proud he hasn’t nut yet.

“too much ‘ki, too much,” you whine, your hands grabbing at his shoulders to embrace him and once he bends down to get closer to you, he accidentally slides further into you.

“oh… oh shit… katsuki,” he looks between your squinted eyes to both of you connected. another inch inside.

“sorry baby, didn’t mean to. you’re doing good, so pretty under me,”

and he’s not sure how he does it but you open your eyes as his hand cups your cheek.

“pretty?”

he nods with a grunt, “pretty like a fuckin’ doll.”

like his compliment spurs you on, you shuffle under him, repositioning your back so your legs are in the air, “move… try move now.”

“y’sure?”

“mhm.”

and then he thrusts another two inches into you, analysing how your eyes flutter shut and your mouth gapes open. your nails scratch at his back as your hand grips a tuft of his hair.

“oh katsuki, oh my god.”

you’ve never felt so full in your life. this was different than your vibrator or your tiny dildo you’ve used on yourself for many nights in this same bed. this time youve got a real beating dick inside of you, filling you up it’s as if it’s tickling your throat. once you let the initial bodily surprise of him rush over you, you press a kiss to his neck.

“move ‘ki,”

and bakugou starts rocking into you, thrusting in and out slowly. he hopes he doesn’t mark you from how hard he’s gripping your hips but he’s trying, no, he needs to go slow for you. “you feel better princess?”

bakugou groans when your hips begin to rock back into his, slapping back into him with a loud pat pat pat in the air. holy shit, he was having sex, having sex with you.

“yes, feels good ‘ki. so full, like you’re e-everywhere.” you moan, tits jiggling with every thrust you both make.

your hand trails down your stomach, your two fingers landing on your clit and circling on it with practiced skill. “oh god, oh god.”

“not god, baby. ‘m katsuki,” he mumbles into your neck, picking up his pace and feeling your back arch underneath him.

once your hand speeds up between you both, you begin to clench down on him in sporadic times. you were unpredictable, squeezing tightly, coating him in your wet warmth. he understood now what everyone was talking about. why so many people were obsessed with sex. to have you below him, making the prettiest sounds, pussy soaked because of him. how could he not get addicted to this?

“‘ki, ‘ki i’m gonna, i think i’m gonna c-c—,”

“oh fuck, fuckin’, fuckin’ shit—,”

it was like a snowball falling down a mountain, first you were rolling down before falling into him and bringing him down with you.

reaching an orgasm on your own is something. but reaching one at the same time as someone else, being the cause of each others is in a whole different ball park. your body twitched and spasmed underneath him all whilst holding him by the neck against you and your fingers still playing at your clit. your legs trembled at his sides as your lips parted for the sweetest sweetest mewl he’s ever heard.

then for bakugou his hips wouldn’t stop jolting, he was almost sure he was about to leak out of the condom how much he was coming. is that even possible? he growls like an animal into your neck, mumbling all sorts about how pretty you are, how your pussy feels like heaven and how you have to be an angel in earth. once he finished twitching and completely dumped everything he’s got into the condom he kisses your cheek for you to open your eyes.

you open them with a shy smile, exhaustion written in your features. “you okay, baby?”

“mhm,” you respond with a nod, brushing the stray blonde locks from his sweaty forehead. “better than i imagined.”

“you imagined this?” bakugou asked incredulously.

“of course! haven’t you?”

now it was katsuki’s time to laugh at himself, all the pent up anxiety to perform well seeping out of him. “yeah, had many imaginary dates with you and my hand.”

you breathe a laugh, “same, but my vibrator in the mix too.”

“oh shit, vibrator? for real?” your laugh gets louder, at the surprised look on his face like you just told him unicorns exist.

“yes, katsuki i have one. maybe i’ll let you use it on me sometime,” then suddenly nerves took over, like you took it too far, “if… if you still want there to be another time?”

katsuki frowns at you, resting on his forearms to stare down at you, “my dick is still in you and you’re asking if i want another time? you promised you were gonna let me eat you out, there’s definitely gonna be another time, princess.”

Katsuki “I’m only nice to my girlfriend” bakugou

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𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐈𝐒𝐍’𝐓 𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐃 ࿐

aftercare drabble! implied nsfw? but nothing is mentioned. todobaku x reader. soft shoto. even softer bakugou.

shoto and reader have been in a established relationship for a while now. katsuki is relatively new to the relationship. no body parts / appearance mentioned for reader! they can be interpreted as anything you please!

after..

Shoto Todoroki is going to act as if he doesn't want to get up and clean you and himself off or do anything else for that matter. He's gone limp now, squeezing you against his chest and wanting to stay there forever. all because he's a whiny little shit who wants to sleep immediately after finishing and never move again

Katsuki Bakugou on the other hand is highly concerned with keeping himself clean and everyone else safe. so he immediately rises from the bed, pulls on a pair of grey sweat pants (you know, the ones that don't hide anything), and walks down the hallway while wiping himself off with Shoto's  discarded t-shirt.

Katsuki carefully pulls you out from beneath Shoto’s muscled arms when he returns moments later, being oddly gentle with the movements, and proceeds to wipe both you and Shoto down with the wet rag, mumbling about Shoto being a cry baby when the heterochromatic-eyed male whines. You can’t help but laugh.

Minutes later, he'll toss the filthy thing away while gently, and assertively, urging you to sit up, his thumb running along your thighs as they quiver ever so often. He'll ask you to go to the bathroom and take a couple of sips from the water next to the bed when you’ve finally settled against him. He might even help you to the bathroom if you give him puppy eyes and ask sweetly. (well, he’ll do that anyways, but he thinks it’s  cuter when you ask so nicely)

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it’s nearly two am when the three of you are finally able to relax underneath the soft blankets, tired after so many hours of playing with each other. You’re right in the middle of the two men, pressed up against Shoto’s right side because he knows you often overheat after your activities. He’s already fast asleep and snoring, face buried in your hair. Katsuki, however, is wide awake. He's wrapped around your other side, one hand on Shoto's waist, drawing random shapes absentmindedly, with his other arm resting beneath your head, allowing you to use him as a pillow.

It’s quiet, it has been since the three of you laid down, exhausted, and ready for bed. Outside, the only sound loud enough to break that silence is the sound of pouring rain. well that, and Izuku and his girlfriend, your next-door neighbors. Their voices, however, are muffled to the point where they can barely be heard. so nobody complains.

you’re just about to drift off into the comforting world of sleep as Shoto had done not too long ago, eyes heavy and body exhausted when Katsuki’s voice cuts through the air. It's faint, almost hushed, barely audible above the faint sound of rain and chattering neighbors, yet you can hear it all too well. It’s Katsuki, after all, he’s not quite even when he tries to be.

“I think.. that I love you... that I love the both of you.”

Hearing those words from the hot-headed blond makes you feel all warm and giddy inside. You look up at Katsuki with a dazzling smile, unable to help yourself. In the low light, you can tell that his cheeks are flushed red, even though he isn't looking at you.

“yeah? well.. We love you too.”

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Backseat Serenade

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short n unedited

porn w/o plot

You’re not really sure how you ended up here in the back of his car, him draped over you in the small space. The last thing you remember through your clouded brain was having to go back into the car, picnic date ruined by thundering rain. However the two of you found peace in the chaos of it all, opting to stay and wait the storm out (it being too hard to see anyways). But one thing let do another and now here you are getting fucked by your lover while rain pours down around the car.

His hips were moving in slow shallow thrusts, trying to let you get used to the feeling of being so full. But eventually it grew majorly frustrating when you’re just trying to be railed and he’s making love. Hips moving up to try and pull him in deeper, moans flossing the car because while it wasn’t as much as you wanted it still felt good. A pained groan leaves your lips at his lack of speed.

“What’s wrong pretty. T-tell Suki what’s wrong. God you’re so fucking good.” Bakugou says while maintaining his snail like speed.

“F-fuck me harder..” You shyly speak, head falling back in the pleasure that you are getting. Except for the fact that he couldn’t hear you. Genuinely, you spoke too softly for him to properly hear you even after being so close to each other already.

“What was that?” He says into your neck, dick hitting the spongy spot inside of you finally.

“Oh god fuck me harder! R-right there s—uki please fuck me right there!” A choked sob leaves your lips at the feeling of his pace picking up.

“Yeah? That what my pretty girl want? Gonna be my good girl n’ take it?”

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Amajiki Tamaki x F!Reader [ALTHOUGH MADE WITH A FEMALE READER IN MIND, THIS POST DOES NOT CONTAIN ANY GENDER SPECIFIC QUALITIES REGUARDING READER]

Description: Every once in a while Tamaki got into these sort of...moods. He’d wake up slightly agitated, hungry, needy, and worst of all incredibly horny. However, as his girlfriend your always ready and willing to tend to his needs. 

Rating: Smut

Disclaimer: Edging, Begging, Teasing, Handjob, (slight) Oral (m. receiving), Established Realationship

Word Count: 838 Links: Masterlist,  Ask Me Anything,  Tag List

“Y-Y/N! Y/N please, please!”

 You could only laugh at the sight before you, your boyfriend's hands tied up to the headboard, tears welling in the corner of his eyes, hips squirming as he tried to chase the pleasure your hand gave him, it was all too much. 

"What is it Tama? 'M just helping you out," you teased, giving the head of his achy cock a squeeze which had his hips stuttering. You had been edging Tamaki for close to an hour now turning him into a mess before your eyes, when he called you practically begging for you to come to help him cum you just couldn't resist. After all, a desperate Tamaki meant it was your chance to cease control.

 You would stroke his poor leaking dick until his muscles started spasming and his words became incomprehensible through his moans, key signs to look for when it came to know if your boyfriend was going to finish. "Please let me cum, please, I can't take it," Tamaki whined as you pulled your hand away from him once more as he came close to sweet release causing his hips to jerk in the air in an attempt to push him over the edge to no avail. He had fisted himself to the thought of you almost all day without having a satisfying release, what made him think he could cum without you now? 

"I dunno, you've been real snappy today, what's wrong huh? I think work stress is catching up on you, poor baby, all pent up." You lean down to be eye-level with his pink tip, blowing cool air on the scalding flesh that had his dick twitching.

 "Oh god, I need you to touch me, it hurts so much, 'm so hard" Tamaki attempted to raise his hips again to encourage you to take him in your mouth but you were quick to push his hips down onto the mattress.

 "No Tama, you gotta wait." Your maneuvers were still teasing, providing small shocks of pleasure to the man below you who was whining. He was so sensitive that even the gentle trail of your hand at his thigh sent shivers down his spine. 

"But I've been waiting! I'm sorry I was rude, I'll be good just, please! Fuck my— ah!" His head fell back when he felt your small tongue lick a stripe from the base of his cock to the tip, making sure to place a soft kiss on the sensitive head. It in no way satisfied his craving but compared to your past frugal touches the change had him desperate for more. 

You weren't truly mad at Tamaki, your boyfriend was not great at dealing with his emotions, his anxiety and triggers often played a significant role in his actions, so he tended to have mood swings here and there whenever life outside the home became too hectic. Just some dry responses and harsh slams of the door mixed in with his usual well-mannered attitude, nothing you were truly offended by, but you couldn't help but tease him.

"Really? You'll go back to being my good boy?" Your words leave his face a shade of red, clumsily attempting to hide his expression although his arms did nothing to obscure his face since they were restricted. Tamaki loved when you called him that, when your voice became gentle and full of praise, it was his favorite feeling.

"Yes, I promise!" He said enthusiastically, slowly turning to get a peak at your face plastered with a smile, cheek leaning on the flesh of his heavy cock. Tamaki swore at that moment the sight alone was enough for him to cum. 

Your soft lips wrapped gently around the pulsing red head, your tonguing softly dragging around the sensitive slit getting a taste of the pre that was drooling out. Tamaki cried out, clawing at the sheets below him as tears spilled out of his eyes. He'd been craving this for so long.

His orgasm built quickly, hot flashes of pleasure hitting him hard as for the nth time today he was on edge, but this time he was hopeful he would finally get to experience the bliss, to see his cum drip down your face and watch you lick it off your palms, to see you kiss his dick as it softened, to feel himself twitch and curse from the pleasure that would have his eyes rolling back, the feeling that only you could cause. Every action was lined up perfectly, your hot wet mouth gently suckling his sensitive skin, your hand gently stroking him at the base, the other being used to caress his balls.

Yes, this was the moment he was waiting for. Until you snatched it away slapping his thigh so it left a pretty mark in the shape of your hand and using your body weight to hold him down as he shook from the sudden loss of pleasure. 

"I don't believe you, Tamaki. Prove to me you'll be good for me." 

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Comfort from the King

When you catch the flu, your Yakuza husband is there to take care of you.

Pairing: Yakuza!Sukuna x Reader (female) Genre: fluff, hurt/comfort Word Count: 1.7k Warnings: Mentions of flu symptoms, crime-related themes, Yakuza, there is some blood on Sukuna's clothes. All characters are of age. My blog is 18+. Minors don't interact.

This story is set in my Yakuza AU, but you can read it without reading the main story. All you need to know is that reader is married to Yakuza King Sukuna.

I wrote this for a request I got for Yakuza!Sukuna taking care of his wife when she is sick. I hope it can offer you some comfort! Get well soon! 

It happens pretty fast. Suddenly you feel dizzy and too hot, and an hour later a dull headache makes your head pound uncomfortably. The short nap you take on the couch doesn't help. You feel even more drowsy afterwards. You barely make it to the kitchen to get some aspirin and water.

A temperature check tells you that you have a fever. Great. Just great. You caught the flu, apparently. You slowly walk to the master bedroom, falling onto the luxurious bed with a pained sigh. All you want to do is sleep.

For a moment, you contemplate texting someone. Your first thought is Sukuna, of course. But you know that your husband has a lot of work today. He told you this morning that he has some important business in the casino.

You could also ask your bodyguard Nobara to come over. Or maybe Yuuji, your brother-in-law. But on the other hand, they have other things to do too. Nobara was happy about the free day and wanted to go on a shopping spree. And Yuuji has a lot of work with his arcades and pachinkos and the pizza delivery service too. You would feel bad about bothering them.

So you put your phone back down and tell yourself that you'll be fine. Sleep will have to do!

Several hours later, you wake up from a restless sleep filled with fever dreams. Your pulse is racing, you feel dizzy, and the headache is back, even worse than before. But you feel too weak to get up and get more painkillers.

You groan as you roll onto your left side and press your burning face onto your pillow, hoping that the silk bedding will provide some comfort.

It's already dark outside. The city lights sparkle in the near distance, a million little lights in countless skyscrapers, joined by neon signs and the busy Tokyo traffic.

Usually, you love this time of day, when the city turns into this colorful sea of lights. But tonight, you can't see the beauty in it. Instead, the lights hurt your eyes, and you turn back onto your right side, facing away from the large floor-to-ceiling windows.

The penthouse lies in darkness, except for the dim lights in the hallway, which buzzed to life when the light sensors noticed the growing darkness. It's completely quiet in here. How late is it?

Your hand pats weakly at the pillow in search of your phone. You find it and lift it with a shaky hand. Almost 8:00 pm. You slept so long, yet you feel like you ran a marathon. Your whole body aches, and you feel cold sweat on your temples. The fever must have gotten higher. You are so cold, your body is trembling slightly and your teeth chatter as you pull the blanket tighter around yourself.

A sudden longing hits you, making tears gather in your eyes. You want Sukuna here with you. You feel so sick, so weak, and all you want is for your big and strong husband to pull you into his arms and hold you.

Just as you finish that thought, you hear the faint sound of the elevator door opening. Sukuna is home! Almost as if he sensed that you were thinking of him. Sometimes you think he has some secret superpower like that. He always seems to know when you need him.

His velvety voice calls out:

"Darling, I'm home! Where are you?"

"H...here...in the bedroom."

Your voice comes out hoarsely, followed by an immediate cough. You press a hand to your chest as your whole body shakes from coughing so hard when your husband's familiar tall and muscular figure appears in the dimly lit doorframe.

"What's wrong? Why are you in bed?"

Even in the almost dark room, you can see his eyes sparkle as he fixes you with an intense, searching gaze.

A second later, he crosses the small distance between the door and the bed with several long strides. The mattress dips lightly when he sits down and leans over you.

A large hand lands on your arm, warm and comforting. And then Sukuna's low voice speaks soothingly to you,

"Are you sick?"

You nod slightly as Sukuna's hand wanders to your forehead, pressing gently against it. He makes a soft sound, a light gasp, before taking his hand off your forehead and wrapping his strong arms around you, to pull you into his comforting embrace.

"Poor thing, come here! You have a fever, hm?"

You can't stop a sob from escaping your lips as you snuggle bonelessly into your husband's arms and press your face against his buff chest. He feels so warm and solid, so comforting.

You inhale his scent. Expensive perfume and traces of cigarette smoke on his suit. He probably had to meet a business partner in one of the backrooms of the casino. There's also a faint iron smell indicating that your husband had some rather tough business to deal with today.

It should be terrifying to smell traces of blood on your husband's clothes. But it isn't. Not to you. Not when it comes to Sukuna. You know his job. You know everything about it and about him. The King can be ruthless and deadly with the ones who threaten him and his loved ones. But here with you, he is the most caring and loving man you have ever met.

"Kuna...I'm so glad you're home."

It feels so good to be in his arms and snuggle against his broad chest. One of his hands comes up to pet your hair soothingly.

"If I had known you were sick, I would have come home sooner. Why didn't you call me?"

"I didn't want to bother you at work. It's just a fever, Kuna. I thought a bit of sleep would be enough. It's not like you could have done anything anyway."

At that Sukuna pulls slightly away to look at you. His large hand cups your chin and gently tilts your face upwards, making you look at him.

You're still feeling dizzy, and everything looks a bit blurry to you at the moment. But you still admire the handsome face in front of you.

Sukuna is beautiful. A face that would be far too pretty for a Yakuza boss if it weren't for the black filigree lines showing everyone how powerful this stunning man is. But he looks at you with nothing but love in his gaze. His pretty maroon eyes glitter in the dimly lit bedroom as his thumb rubs over your bottom lip in a tender caress.

"I am the King of Tokyo. I can do anything."

The comment could be arrogant, said to a business partner. Or threatening, said to an enemy. But here in your bedroom, it is said with an amused tone. The typical boyish smirk spreads over Sukuna's handsome face, and he adds:

"You know you are always more important to me than anything else. So for the future, keep it in mind: You call me or text me when you aren't feeling well, ok? And I will find a way to help you. Either I come home to you and look after you myself. Or if that isn't possible, I send someone over. Nobara is literally always on stand-by. And Yuuji would be very willing to take care of you too, you know that. Please get it into your pretty head: You never bother me. I will always take care of you, no matter what. Even if it just means bringing you soup and aspirin."

You feel the corners of your lips lift in a soft smile, despite your exhaustion. Your heart feels so full.

"You're the best husband."

Sukuna blesses you with one of his genuine smiles, so dazzling and pretty that it still makes you stare in rapt fascination anytime it happens.

He leans closer again and presses a gentle kiss to your cheek as his strong arms envelop you once again in his comforting embrace.

"Get some more rest, darling. And I'll make you something to eat."

You can only nod as your husband's strong hands gently make you lie back down on the bed. You mumble a soft thanks before drifting off to another round of sleep as the exhaustion wins again.

The next time you wake up is when Sukuna walks back into the bedroom, carrying a tray with a steaming bowl of freshly cooked soup and a large glass of water, and some more aspirin.

He must have taken a shower because his pink hair is slightly damp, and he changed into comfy grey cashmere sweatpants that ride low on his hips. He doesn't wear a shirt. Even in your current drowsy state, you can't help but admire the sharp v-line and the defined abs and pecs. A strong body full of gorgeous muscles and filigree tattoos.

A body that is very warm and comforting when you are snuggled against it twenty minutes later after you finished eating your soup and your husband carried you bridal style to the bathroom and back to bed before handing you the pills and the glass of water, watching you with a stern but loving gaze to make sure you drank everything.

And now he is hugging you from behind, keeping you warm and making you feel loved. You sigh happily and close your tired eyes.

Sukuna is so big and strong. His hugs always make you feel safe. But tonight, it feels even more comforting than usual. The fever makes you feel weak and over-emotional, tears welling up all too easily because of the exhaustion, pain, and overall feeling of helplessness. But here in Sukuna's arms, everything is ok again. 

He is warm and comforting. He is your home, just like you are his. Even his voice is soothing to you, a low and tender whisper:

"How are you feeling, my love?"

"Hmmm, still lousy, but your soup and your hugs help... maybe I should have really called you."

"Yes, you should have. Don't hesitate to do it next time. You're my Queen and my wife. You're my everything. I love you. I want to take care of you, darling. Always."

And you know that it is true. Because Itadori Sukuna is a man of his word.

"I love you too, baby. Thank you for taking care of me."

You can feel him smile against your neck upon hearing the pet name, and his muscular arms tighten around you even more as he pulls you against his firm body.

"No need to thank me, sweetheart. This is part of the package. See it as my all-inclusive deal. And you are the only one who gets all the benefits."

His words make you chuckle, but it turns into a loud yawn. You put a hand on top of Sukuna's, where it's resting lovingly beneath your breasts.

"So tired... 'm gonna sleep again... g'night, Kuna..."

"Good night, my love. Get well soon."

And this time, you fall asleep in your husband's strong arms. His muscular, firm body is pressed tightly against your back, strong arms holding you safely in his embrace while soft lips trail gentle kisses over your neck, and his low velvety voice whispers sweet nothings in your ear.

Words of love and affection that are even more precious somehow because they come from a man who is feared by everyone else in this city. But not by you. Because to you, Sukuna is your lovingly devoted husband.

Thank you so much for reading! I hope this little story can give you some comfort! Yakuza!Sukuna always makes me feel better. There's just something about a powerful and dangerous man like him going all sweet and caring for the ones he loves that makes me weak! It was nice to write for Daddy Kuna again :)

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