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sawbiter · 5 months
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kiss it better - izuku midoriya
- cws/tags : smut, oral (reader receiving), afab reader with no specific pronouns used (i believe), love bites, relatively vanilla, softy izuku bc i like my men loving, fluffy, being in love, established relationship, shy!reader, porn w/o plot, reassurance, minor insecurities (all bodies / genitals r beautiful!)
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author's note: i had covid nd then writers block but im back for now! pls enjoy i love izuku.
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you can feel yourself flushing slightly as izuku takes off your shirt, unclipping your bra after he does so.
hes still fully clothed (unfairly, in your opinion,) and it's honestly,, a little nerve-wracking.
“baby?” izuku snaps you back to reality, looking up at you from his spot on the floor and noticing your nerves, “we don't have to do this- I won't be mad or anything.”
his red eyes are so, so soft.
you swallow, “i want to. i'm just.. i don't want to like.. tatse bad to you,” you say, your arms crossing in front of your chest subconsciously.
he just smiles up at you, “you won't, baby. i promise.” izuku grips your hand and squeezes reassuringly, “how about,, i start off just kissing you down there? just warming you up a bit?”
you flush further, butterflies invading your stomach as you nod.
he nods back at you, before beginning to give your thighs teasing love bites, kissing them gently after he pulls off for each one.
it's teasingly slow, you feel so achy you almost wish you hadn't asked him to go slow.
when he finally, finally makes it to your cunt, you're almost gushing for him. he smiles up at you once more, squeezing your hand before beginning, giving your clit a kiss and pushing your thighs further apart for better access.
you whine lowly at his teases, your whimpers getting louder as he laps up your juices & sucks on your clit, “'zuku,,“ you whimper, your eyes teary.
“'s it good, baby?” he asks, pulling away for a moment. you nearly sob at the loss of stimulation.
“please, keep going. feels,, so good.” you sniffle, your hips twitching upwards as he goes back to it, sucking on your clit.
he inserts a finger, causing you to outright moan his name and buck your hips to meet his hesitantly thrusting fingers.
“so brave, huh?” izuku praises, his voice slightly muffled from how close he is to your cunt, “you just needed me to calm you, 'nd now you're all wet for me.”
you nod vigorously, “please, 'm gonna cum soon- don't stop.”
as soon as you announce it, it's like a switch flipped in his brain, and he's back to lapping at your cunt, speeding up his fingers as he licks up your juices like it's his last meal. your thighs lock up around his head, your fingers tugging at his hair- practically suffocating him in your cunt.
with another harsh suck to your aching clit, you cum with a loud moan, almost going limp as your thighs lock tense around his head only to go slack.
“was that too much?“ he asks, as soon as you come down from your high.
“it was great- i love you.” you respond.
he smiles, “i love you too.”
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blakeswritingimagines · 11 months
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First thing he noticed about you
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Izuku Midoriya: Everything. Every time he looks at you, he notices a new detail that he hadn’t seen before. A new shade in your eyes, the way the light hits your skin, a new expression or emotion that crosses your face. It’s endlessly fascinating, and he can’t get enough.
Katsuki Bakugo: He was immediately drawn to your intense, piercing eyes that seemed to bore right into his soul. You have a way about you that radiates strength and power and you carried yourself with such confidence and certainty that it was easy to see why people were drawn to you. He was intrigued by your sense of self, and your ability to command respect without having to try.
Shoto Todoroki: He was immediately intrigued by your sense of fashion, and your dark sense of humor made him laugh on more than one occasion. He finds you as a fascinating person to talk to, and your conversations always leave him feeling enlightened and educated about something new.
Tenya Ida: He saw you across a room, he was immediately struck by your beauty. He found it strange that he could see it all in an instant - your intelligence, your sense of humor, your capacity for kindness. He finds you to be extraordinary. And the first time you spoke, he felt as though you had known each other for centuries.
Fumikage Tokoyami: The first thing he had noticed about you was your bright and vibrant energy. Your presence immediately caught his attention and he was drawn in by your charisma and confidence.
Hitoshi Shinso: Your voice. How calm and smooth it was. How soothing you could be. The way you listened, truly listened even if Shinso took a while to open up about most things, even when you were not just waiting for your turn to speak. He could talk to you for hours.
Denki Kaminari: You always seemed willing to try new things and step out of your comfort zone, and he really admired that about you. You truly embrace the new and unexpected and seem to approach everything with curiosity and wonder.
Eijiro Kirishima: Your eyes also stood out the most to him--they were beautiful and expressive like no others he had ever seen. They were soulful and seemed to shine with an inner light like they were windows to your soul. He had never seen anyone like you before and knew in that instant that he wanted to get to know you better.
Mashirao Ojiro: He was intrigued by your creativity and intelligence, and your sense of humor immediately made him feel at ease. It was clear from the first time he met you that you were a special person with endless potential, and he wanted to get to know you on a deeper level.
Mirio Togata: He was immediately drawn to your sense of style and confidence. You seemed like someone who could take on any challenge with grace. Your determination and tenacity was evident from your early interactions and he appreciated that you always seemed to be looking for opportunities to connect with others and help out where you could. He saw a lot of himself in you and instantly felt drawn to you.
Tamaki Amajiki: Your voice, and your laughter, the little crinkles around your eyes when you smile, the way your teeth show when you smile, the way you're always so positive despite everything negative happening around you, there’s so much that he immediately noticed about you.
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3-dsimp · 1 year
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Monster rule 101 pt2: Always get along with the Scarecrow
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Scarecrow! Hawks x fem farmer! reader
Cw: Humiliation, impact play, degradation, NFSW, monsterfuxking, exhibitionism, creampie, breeding, praise, fingering,
🔞 MDNI/ NO AGELESS BLOGS🔞
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It was a joyous Halloween night.
The children were prancing with delight at their collection of sweet treasure. While the parents took pictures to commemorate their night out round the neighborhood.
While you were out in about getting ready to be dicked down by the sexy scarecrow.
“Why dontcha present that sweet ass of yours for me like a good girl”
Keigo crooned, as he tapped his unnatural girthy shaft against the top of your forehead with a sleazy grin. Loving the view of you being tainted by his thick seed.
“Make me strawboy”
You huffed, as you began to wipe away the cum he defiled you with.
Now that you had some clarity of mind you thought coherently that even if you were out in the open there would be a low chance of you being spotted in the dark of night within the maze of cornfields.
Also if he tried to grab anyone’s attention which would be somewhat difficult as everyones currently occupied with the festivities going on. You’d just have to make sure to get the hell outta dodge which was easy given your athletic physic meant for doing a hard days of farm work.
Sure you felt a bit guilty for moving him against his will from his rightful post. But you refused to be led by the nose any longer especially not from a man whose job was to keep the crows away from your crops.
“Oh would you look at this cheeky farmer slut acting up.”
He hummed, amused and heavily turned on by your defiant antics. Damn you really knew how to get a scarecrow all riled up. Didn’t you know that being bratty is a major turn on for him?
“Not too long ago you were on your knees sucking my cock like a fresh whore but now you wanna act up, sweet thing?”
Just gazing into your defiant glare paired along with those full pouty dick sucking lips of yours was a killer combination. That only made him get harder than physically possible given his straw like constitution.
God he could get off just by looking at your beautiful face alone. And the urge to wank out yet another orgasm all over your face to make sure his balls didn’t back up with excess sperm batter was resurfacing.
But that wouldn’t be fun, he wanted to break you down. Make you cry and get you so addicted to his cock that you’d never get tired of worshipping and indulging in his seed.
“ I guess I’ll just have to slam my dick up inside that disobedient hole of yours and knock some sense into ya don’t I?”
Keigo sneered with a mean smirk plastered on his flushed face exposing his pent up arousal for you.
You knew from your previous experience that the scarecrow was unusually strong but you didn’t expect was for him to snatch you up by your kinky curls and steal your breath away. He was relentless in making sure that you didn’t have the time to recuperate from him passionately meshing his ravenous chapped lips against yours. Savoring the taste of your sweet lips with a flicker of his tongue swiping across your bottom lip.
Failing to recognize his rough hands avidly undressing you from your overalls exposing your skin to the cold autumn breeze. He continued to make out with you in tandem with his wondering fingers trying to find the source of wet heat that radiated from your aroused cunt only to swipe two fingers up against your mound.
“Mmh!”
you moaned in surprise as he continued to rub up and down against your moistened slit. Whilst biting your lip in order to have your mouth open so he can take the chance to do the devils tango with your tongue. Tightening the grip around your waist whenever you’d start to squirm from when he began to ease his fingers into you pushing the fabric of your lacy underwear deep inside your wet cunt.
“ Damn your pussy really wants to be filled huh? Squeezing my fingers so tightly. Shit, Ya wanna milk my dick that badly lil miss farmer?”
” Mmh As if your strawy dick ahn- it’d snap under the pressure”
“You wanna bet princess?”
Keigo purred into your ear his patience thinning the more he fantasizes about how good you’d feel wrapped around his dick. Gaining a good grip on your panties he decided to forcibly remove it from your person eliciting a beautiful whimper falling from your lips.
Not being able to contain his freverent excitement he lightly pushed you to the ground onto your back quickly caging you within his arms. Leaving you exposed to golden hawk like eyes that looked down at you in a sinful manner.
Damn did he know how to get a farmer girl weak in the knees. You couldn’t help but swoon from how devilishly handsome he looked licking his lips as he stared at you like you were his last meal on death row.
“What cat got your tongue baby? It’s a little too soon to be so distracted I need all your attention on me”
He nipped at your velvety skin grabbing the fat of your thick thighs as he propped them up on his shoulders shuffling his pelvis to interlock with yours so he could slide his heavy cock against the slick dripping from your clenching hole.
He teased the fat mushroom tip up and down your second pair of lips. Rubbing in his thick pre against the gaping pink flesh of your pussy that was spread open by his two thick nimble fingers which resembled a v shape.
As much as he wanted to get his dick covered in the honey like substance being produced by your sweet love canal. He wasn’t going to do anything until you starting acting like his proper farmer slut.
“W-what’s wrong strawboy you got cold feet?”
you scoffed.
Trying to act as if you were still the one in control when in actuality the heat from the previous romp in the cornfields. Left you yearning for more despite your brain telling you to run away from the animated scarecrow. That oddly resembled more of a man made of flesh than a man made of straw.
”Oh baby I’d love nothing more than to be buried deep to the hilt inside your needy dripping cunt…”
He whispered huskily into your neck.
“But I have no intention of fucking a spoiled brat who can’t even ask me nicely for what she so desperately needs.”
You reeled from his bold remark with a low whine bubbling from your throat. As he continued to tease and prod at your winking hole and use his other hand to stimulate your budding clit.
Keigo bit his lip in concentration with every slight push of his plump tip dipping cruelly in but not all the way inside of your wavering cunt. Fuck just pressing his cockhead against your hole was gonna make him blow his load. The slick sounds of his lewd ministrations were replaying like a broken record in your head.
Oh how you wanted him to scratch that aggravating itch he planted deep within your heated molten core. But would your pride allow you to stoop so low as to beg the cocky scarecrow to fuck you into oblivion?
Yes, yes it would.
It was almost as if the both of y’all were in the midst of losing your minds. However, you were the first to break as you grabbed at his ratty clothes to look up at him with pleading teary eyes. While grinding haphazardly up into his evading cock.
”P-please..”
”Please what sweetheart?”
”P-please fuck me! I need it! I need your dick inside me right now-“
Before you could even finish your pleas Keigo roughly locked his lips with yours. pushing his tongue inside to taste every inch of that pretty mouth that had once swallowed his seed. Before he pulled back briefly with a loud smack to give you a look full of adoration and love.
”That’s my good girl”
He rasped before pulling his hips back to shoving his throbbing shaft deep inside your gushing cunt. The amount of force he used made all the air from your lungs evaporate into a wordless scream. You could literally feel him in your stomach his dick imprint becoming alarmingly present as you looked down between your conjoined bodies.
Pounding into you as if he couldn’t contain the primal need to ravage you with his cock over and over again. Using your lovely whorish moans as fuel to keep pumping his hips into your soaking heat. Whiling enjoying the view of you bending to his will breasts bouncing wonderfully as tears of exhilaration ran down your face as you finally started getting fucked for all of what your worth.
” You feel so good wrapped around me fuck I’ve been waiting for you for so long to come to this farm I’m glad the wait was worth it.”
He murmured softly to himself as he began to grope and tweak at the dark areoles of your full tits that bounced at every thrust of his hips. His long deep strokes kept you on the precipice of a long awaited climax feeling his thickened pre cum fill you up in ways you never imagined.
”Yes that’s it keep taking my cock just like that sweetness I need to fill you up real good to make up for all the times I haven’t been able too.”
As Keigo continued to punish your overstimulated cunt into completion a puddle of fluids collected from beneath your connected bodies. Which mainly consists of the leakage of thick pre cum and your juices. Making it all the more apparent to hear the wet audible smack of his balls against the fat of your ass.
How long has it been when the two of you starting fucking like wild animals? Cuz as of right now you could barely remain conscious with how much cum he bullied into your tight walls.
“N-no more…ish too muchh”
You slurred. While Keigo was humping his 3rd recent load into your puffy cunt from behind since he had half the mind to manhandle you into the doggy position because he figured you were uncomfortable being flat on your back pumped to the brim of his gunky seed.
”Shhh you’ve been sucha good girl for me I’m almost done. I just need ta make sure that you’re full to the brim of me baby”
Like a madman possessed he was obsessed with emptying out his breeder balls into his pretty farmer girl until nothing was left. Leaving your skin marred with love bites and hickeys. He managed to find purchase on your love handles to ram in his meat within the depths of your cunny kissing the head of your overfilled cervix with an oncoming wave of his baby batter.
“Shit Imma cum, imma cum inside your slutty pussy ahh fuck here it comes! Take it all!”
Keigo groaned loudly as he slumped over you. Your legs had given out awhile ago so he had to hoist you up by your hips to rut further against your rump. Making sure all the cum threatening to overflow is plugged in throughly within your overused snatch.
Wrapping his arms around your middle he pulled you up into his lap to lay against his chest. Your head falling back into the crook of his neck with a peaceful expression. Smiling softly at your soft snores Keigo brushed his lips against your cheek in a faux kiss.
”I think we’ll get along just fine my cute lil farmer”
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ryva · 1 year
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➳ - he was so nervous to let you touch his ears and tail at first. he thought you would be weirded out by them. but now his most favorite thing is you petting them.
➳ - SCARY DOG PRIVLEDGE whenever you both are out everybody just kinda backs away. nobody wanna fuck with the big ass wolf mans 😤
➳ - He gets lowkey pissed you don't have a tail and ears. its so hard to know what you're feeling!! goddamn human indicators!!! they're so complicated!!!
➳ - he growls and kicks his legs in his sleep like an overgrown puppy. occasionally grabbing and squeezing you like a stuffie, nuzzling his face into you
➳ - when you thank him he gets all proud of himself. he may not show it outright, but the way his tail wags a little harder tells you all you need to know
➳ - BEEG PROTECCIVE MANS, he will be on your ass about getting enough to eat and getting enough water. he'll offer to go out and hunt for you or bring back food from his home. he's a provider!! he wants to provide for his perfect partner <3
➳ - The SMOOCHES UGHHHH. especially during winter he just wants to keep you warm and snuggle so he would definitely wake you up with some morning smooches.
➳ - I think that his instincts can make him get a little overprotective and anxious at times. kind of like he senses danger when there really is none. and during these times he really just needs to keep you in his arms and make sure you're safe, you're really important to him, don't worry it wont be too long.
MASERLIST!
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tighnarly · 8 months
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Ménage à trois… Kind of
Bakugou x Deku x Reader
Synopsis: Bakugou gets jealous and shows reader who they belong to.
Author’s note: Sorry this took so long guys! I hope you like it! I’m sorry if it’s bad!!!!
Trigger warnings: Cuckholding, smut, filthy, spit, body fluids, over stimulation, crying, bondage
Ever since UA, Bakugou has had an unhealthy competition with a one Izuku Midoriya. Granted it pushed them both to do better, to work better, to be better, but anyone with eyes could see that they both pushed each other a little too far for comfort occasionally. This spread through all areas of their lives eventually. Bakugou especially felt the need to compete, the fact that Deku made it as the number one hero before him only made the fire in his chest burn deeper and brighter. The jealousy seeped into his every pore, consumed him and made him furious.
Then you had to come along and made the fury turn almost evil.
It's not that you intended to ignite anything in Bakugou. You were just his PR agent at first until one day you both started dating. It wasn't your fault that the mere sight of you had a storm brewing in his loins. It wasn't even your fault that Bakugou fell in love with you. Nor was it your fault that you just so happened to be a huge Pro Hero Deku fan. I mean who could blame you for joining the millions of people who held a flame for the number one hero. You didn’t even intend for your fiery boyfriend to find out about your infatuation.
It all came to head when you were talking to one of Bakugou’s sidekicks about how best to help Bakugou not only save people but how to make him look better to the press. Originally it started out as just shop talk but it quickly turned to gossip. Of course they just had to ask you which of the top ten pro heroes you would most like to bed other than your boyfriend. And of course you had to admit your affinity for the broccoli haired hero when a certain blonde was eavesdropping.
Bakugou could do without being the number one hero if he absolutely had too, but he’d be damned if Deku ever got you instead of himself. In that instant the red hot fury and jealously made way for a crystal clear state of mind. He knew what he had to do to beat Deku at something once and for all.
Oh he was going to enjoy this.
It wasn’t so hard to put into motion. All he had to do was do a little persuading and by little he means it. Deku was always quick to follow his plans, even if they were a bit....debauched. Now all he had to do was get you over to his house for the fun to begin.
You weren't surprised that Bakugou invited you over for some spicy fun, he was always about scheduling stuff ahead of time with his rigid training regime and hero duties. You didn't mind it too much, it sometimes took a little of the spontaneity out of it, but you loved your boyfriend so you put up with scheduled intimate times. You walked into his dimly lit apartment and called out for him.
"In here!" Bakugou called from his bedroom. You were a little surprised he was calling you into is his room so soon, usually he wined and dined you first, you even came over hungry, but the little surprise of it sparked your interest. You made your way in and nearly choked on your own spit at the utter shock of the sight before you.
Tied up and gagged before you in the chair opposite your boyfriend's bed, sat an undressed Izuku Midoriya. His eyes track you, something akin to hunger filling them.
You're about to turn around and leave thinking it's some sort of trick or maybe a trap, or something, but as you start to back away, a brick wall of a man stops you, gripping your arms and pushing you towards the bed. You know the hold anywhere and relax, Katsuki. A very naked Katsuki.
"Kats, what's going on, is that really Deku?" You question as he continued to push you on the bed.
"Well I heard you're a little slut and want to fuck this little nerd, so I decided I had to show you who you belong to and what better way than to prove it to him too." Bakugou finally gets you onto the bed and before you could even reply or respond in any way, he was ripping off your clothes.
"I don't understand where did you hear that? You know I love only you." You tried to reason.
"Don't try to back down now, you're not some coward of an extra," Bakugou barks as he ripped off the last of your clothing exposing you in front of him and your other favorite hero. "I heard you tell that loser coworker of ours that you'd fuck Deku if it weren't for me, so I'm going to show you exactly why I'm better than him and the only one that can make you feel real pleasure. Now let's give the shitty nerd a show he won't forget.'
"But...' your eyes shift to Izuku, trapped in the chair.
"Don't worry the little pervert is in on this, right Deku?" Bakugou assures you. "Now face Deku and lean against me."
You hesistate for a moment, questioning if you could really do this. But as you glanced over at the green haired man you noticed something you hadn't before. Deku had an erection, dripping with precum, red with want and you realized this was an opportunity you couldn't pass up. It was also the hottest and dirtiest scenario that you could ever dream of, and your boyfriend set aside his hatred of the number one hero to work with him to set this up for you, in a weird way, it was kind of romantic.
So you did what was asked of you. You sat in between your lover's legs and let his game unfold.
Bakugou positioned you so your legs were spread out, using his own legs to hold them wide open so Deku could see. He leaned you back against him, sitting himself against the back board in a way that pushed your breast out and made your stomach taut. You looked beautiful, both men could agree on how sexy you were and are. And thus the show began.
Bakugou ran his large, warm hands down your sides, sending shiver down with it. He then ran his hands back up sending pleasurable little sparks with them, the utter control he had over his quirk always made your core tighten and he knew it. He brought his hands up to your breast squeezing them almost harshly, messaging them, before he began teasing your nipples. Deku's eyes focused on your chest devouring the sight of his childhood bully tweaking your nipples, twisting and pulling at them, wishing he could be released and join in but he knew his role in this was to watch.
You tried to hold your moans in but then Bakugou began sucking and kissing messily on your neck, spit cooling on it at places his lips ventured away from. Then a moan is ripped aggressively out of your throat when he lays a viscous bite on the crook of your neck, lapping at the spot to sooth the ache. Wetness pools at your pussy entrance and you know that no matter how embarrassing you find your noises to be, especially in the face of Japan's Number One Hero, you wouldn’t win against Bakugou's assault.
Bakugou let one hand fall away from your chest down to your beautiful lips, toying with the lips, spreading them open and shut, causing a butterfly light friction on your most intimate areas. You whined and tried to buck your hips, begging for more, the shame of being a needy and wanton creature non-existent at this point. Even as your eyes fluttered open and you caught Deku's eyes at your entrance, his dick almost purple with want, you found yourself unashamed. In fact you’re only more turned on.
Finally Bakugou dragged his strong fingers up and down your entrance, teasing your clit. He gathered your wetness and brought it up to your clit, beginning a teasing tango on your most sensitive area. Both your’s and Deku’s hips strained to try and buck for more friction. Your attempt became fruitless as the hand not occupied with your beautiful pussy stopped you from moving and Deku is restricted from the ropes around his waist. You whined, begging for more, “ Please Kats need more, please, please.”
“Since you begged so prettily…” Bakugou said as he roughly shoved two of his fingers into your wet cavern. You gasped at the intrusion, not prepared for it in the slightest. Immediately Katsuki started a brutal pace, making you clench and the air in your throat catch. You began to squirm and your hands tried gripping at the blankets below you. It was a painful pleasure that caused your stomach and pussy clench ready to reach your peak if you had just a little more to push you over. Then, just as you were about to cry from the frustration, Bakugou began shooting little sparks through his fingers that were inside you directly on the spot that made your toes curl. A scream was ripped out of your lungs and an orgasm was forced out of you.
Katsuki fucked you through your orgasm and continued to fuck you after you came down, overstimulating you to the point of tears. He let you cry for awhile longer before taking his fingers out. Bakugou surprised you by getting out from behind you, positioning you with the hand that wasn't inside of you to rest against the backboard he previously occupied.
He calmly swaggered over to where Deku was tied up and removed his gag only to shove the fingers that were just inside you into his mouth, effectively choking him for a moment. "A little treat for you nerd, you won't get many so I expect you to thank me for what you get.” Bakugou then took his fingers out and looked at Deku expectingly.
Deku gasped for air for a moment before answering, “Thank you Kacchan. They taste amazing I can see why you want to keep them to yourself, thank you for sharing.”
“That’ll do for now, now for the main event.” Bakugou put the gag back and turned his attention back to you. “Y/n get over here and sit on Deku’s lap make sure you don’t let him inside you but get close enough to torture him."
Jelly legged, you followed his order. As you sat down you could feel Deku's throbbing member against your ass and back, making you mewl with want. You wiggled just the tiniest bit to get a little friction on your reawakened pussy, ready for whatever Katsuki had planned. He crept closer to you, leaning down to capture your lips in a filthy kiss, shoving his tongue down your throat so deep it caused you to gag just the slightest bit. All of a sudden you felt the chair lift up enoughthat you were almost eye level with your tall lover. You felt Deku below you quiver at the small amount of movement, it caused a fresh and sticky burst of precum to burst forward and begin to coat your back.
Bakugou gave you one last dirty kiss pulling apart as a string of saliva connected you both for a second longer before it broke and began leaking down your chin and chest. It fueled your desire even more. Bakugou smirked at you before lining himself with your entrance and plunging in with such force that you pushed back against Deku, trapping his aching dick between his own chest and your back tightly. Katsuki began thrusting into your wet cavern slowly but harshly. You could hear Deku whimpering and moaning through his gag, you could even feel his harsh breathing against your neck as you were pushed further against him.
Bakugou groaned at the tightening of your walls knowing you were just as turned on by torturing Deku as he was. Katsuki could see tears forming in his rivals eyes as he brushed against the spot that made your toes curled and slammed into you harder and faster. He saw your head fall back against Deku and saw Deku’s eyes on you longingly. Bakugou knew this was the right move. He continued his onslaught giving you wave after wave of pleasure until all your strings were pulled taunt and snapped in ecstasy. You jerked against the two male bodies as you came, hands flying down to grip at Deku’s thighs as you humped against your boyfriend trying to prolong your high.
Once you came down you weren’t given any time to recover as Bakugou forced you to stand up and turn around. He pulled a lever on the chair to put Deku back down. You thought maybe it was over but Bakugou hadn’t come and he had another plan in store. Katsuki forced you to bend over causing you to grip Deku’s arms to steady yourself and keep you upright. You were now eye to eye with him. Bakugou wasted no time plunging back into you. You tried to drop your head down as to not make eye contact with Deku but Bakugou gripped your hair tightly to continue the contact.
“You’re going to look him in the eye as I fuck you and use you. You’re going to show him exactly who is fucking you so right, you hear me?” Bakugou demanded. You nodded as a moan made it’s way out your mouth. He gave an especially aggressive thrust into your tight cunt making your tits bounce hard against Deku’s neglected dick. Tears were streaming down Deku’s face at the utter torture his manhood was being out through. He could try breaking the ropes but he knew Bakugou would end this the moment he did. You looked so fucked out and dirty. Every time Bakugou thrusted his large dick in you you'd gasp and moan and get centimeters away from Izuku's face. He longed for any sort of relief whether it came from you or Bakugou, he'd be a fool to deny how hot your boyfriend has always been.
As Bakugou picked up his pace he brought one of his hands to your neglected clit and began ruthlessly drawing circles across it over and over again in rythm with his thrusts. The pleasure left you babbling, drool pooling outside your mouth, dripping down his body and onto Deku's lap. The sinful feeling of your spit traveling down his dick and balls almost made Deku cum without being truly touched but before he could Bakugou removed his hand rom your hair and gripped Deku's base painfully, stopping the orgasm before it could escalate.
"I didn't say you could cum during this you shitty nerd so you better stop that right now or I stop this, got it?" Bakugou barked never stopping his movements in you. Izuku nodded, tears streaming down his cheeks in droves.
Bakugou brought his hand back to your hair making sure you e/c eyes never waivered from Deku's. He groaned as your pussy kept clenching around him, turned on by you and how pathetic Deku was rendered. Honestly that moment was the most he'd ever been turned on, you looked and felt as amazing as always, filling his veins with lust but having his rival tied up and at his mercy? It was like having a lightning bolt of pure aphrodisiac running it's course through him.
Bakugou picked up his thrust and the circles on your clit. He could feel you start to cum, could feel your delightful cunt clench tightly and rapidly. You felt your body ascend to a level of pleasure that you'd never achieved before. Looking into Deku's eyes you felt your body tighten and coil and snap harder than you thought possible. The sick perversion of having your favorite hero watching as you were ravaged by your boyfriend, making you look into his eyes as you came, you gushed all over Bakugou. You squirted for the first time in your life soaking Bakugou's pelvis and legs. The ego boost of causing you to squirt pulsed through Bakugou making him to drive into you at break neck speed, prolonging your high to the point of over stimulation yet again, the tears already spilling from your eyes and back onto Deku. Bakugou gave a final thrust, loving the sight of your's and Deku's tears, cumming forcefully into your cervix.
Bakugou fell against your back slightly, holding onto you waist tightly. He took a minute letting you both catch your before he spoke his next words, sedning a new wave of shock and pleasure through your spine. "Maybe if Deku can be a good boy and stay tied up for the night we can have a round two in the morning. How does that sound Deku?"
You barely has the strength to lift your head to see Deku's excited nod.
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tigerlilla · 2 years
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a bakugo x reader fic || pt 1
pt 2
no tws apply :)
every night was the same. you’d been keeping the same routine all three years of college. you loved it. so, of course, it changed.
a series of extremely unfortunate events involving a burst pipe and your dorm room had put you here, living in an unused hero study dorm room until futher notice.
you couldn’t really complain; the kitchen was bigger, the bathrooms nicer. the dorms here were different than most places. each area of study had a co-ed dorm that encouraged “community and school spirit,” or so they claimed.
mostly everyone had been very nice to you, smiling and asking if you needed any help. you knew who they all were. you were in the general study program focusing in journalism, of course you knew everything about ua’s favorite heroes. you may have even written a few pieces on some of them for the school newspaper.
you had your favorites and you definitely had least favorites. of course, one of them had to be sitting right before in you, putting a kink in your perfect night routine.
bakugo katsuki. you narrowed your eyes. he was sitting on the couch in front of the tv, a bottle of some sort dangled between his fingers, feet kicked up on the coffee table, sitting there in the dark spare for the light of the tv and a small lamp. at least the tv was on low volume.
you hadn’t talked to him in years. you’d heard he’d calmed down since all the shit went down his first year. still, you pictured him as the angry boy screaming at you for stepping on the back of his sneakers.
you creeped out from the hallway, walking into the kitchen behind him. he wouldn’t change your plans, you decided, puffing up your chest. you heated up a kettle of water, pulling a tea bag out from the cabinet. you made your sleepy time tea in your sleepy time mug and no one could stop you. not even bakugo katsuki.
you stepped back out into the living room, eyeing the lamp. it was on the side table on the opposite side of the couch of bakugo. because of course it had to be. your life was a comedy where everything was perfectly not perfect.
you raised your chin, walking over to the couch and sitting down. you opened up your book, folded your legs underneath you, and sipped on your tea. all without a word to bakugo.
younger bakugo would have screamed at you for sitting 6 feet away from him and cussed you out with words you didn’t even know. this bakugo just grunted and kept his eyes on the tv. some news program was playing.
maybe the rumors were true. this bakugo wasn’t the bakugo of the first year sports festival. this bakugo had seen some shit. deeply depressing and dark shit no 18 year old should have ever had to see.
whatever. you refused to make excuses for him.
you cared more about your book than spiky hair.
you nestled deeper in the couch cushion, settling in for a nice, night read.
you startled awake, sitting up quickly, your book falling out of your open hands. you blinked the sleep out of your eyes, looking all around you.
bakugo stood a few feet away, looking back over his shoulder at you. “sorry, didn’t mean to wake you.” he slouched off.
you narrowed your eyes; that was very weird. very weird. you’d written a few opinion pieces on bakugo and none of them were nice. you often criticized his attitude, his brashness with civilians, his anger management problems. he didn’t care about being kind or considerate.
right?
it was too late to be contemplating such things. you walked back to your room, empty mug and book in tow.
you’d think more tomorrow, after a good night’s sleep.
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you’d had the same problem every night. you’d lay down in bed, only to not be able to fall asleep and for your legs to twitch relentlessly.
you knew when you got in bed you wouldn’t be able to sleep, but you kept trying every night. then, you’d pull yourself out of bed and make tea. you had a stack of journalism books ready to lull you to sleep.
tonight, you picked up one about divisive writing. you grabbed your mug and set off down the hallway.
bakugo was on the couch again, another news program on tv. you slipped into the kitchen and made your tea.
he was still there when you walked back out, sitting in the middle of the sofa with his arm draped over the back. you sat your mug down on the coffee table and he scooted closer to the opposite side.
you gave him a slight smile of appreciation. one that was met with a good look of his profile. the blue glow of the tv made his features look sharper, rough and brawny.
you settled into the couch, massaging your sore thighs, nose already buried in your book.
you woke with a pain in your neck, literally and figuratively. you had fallen asleep on the couch again, your neck curled against the armrest.
it wasn’t unusual for you to fall asleep on the couch in your regular dorm, but two nights in a row was weird.
your book was neatly laid on the table, bookmark safetly in place. you didn’t remember closing your book. you would have just gone back to your room if you stopped reading.
maybe bakugo took it out of your hands. no. ha. no way.
you were just sleep deprived. that was all.
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a week went by with nothing weird. you’d read your book, drink your tea, stand up and excuse yourself. bakugo would grunt or mumble hello but that was it.
tonight was different. bakugo wasn’t on the couch when you walked into the living room. your frowned and sat down in your usual spot. it may take 21 days to form a habit but it took way less for you to get used to bakugo’s presence next to you on the couch. the room was even darker without the glow of the tv. it was too quiet.
you turned on the tv and changed the channel to the hero news network. you just needed the background noise.
you opened your book, but got only 5 pages read before he appeared.
his hair was wet, towel dried, sticking up all over the place. his black tshirt stuck to his wet skin. his hands were red, looking like they had been scrubbed raw. his face was stern, eyes dark, mouth a thin line. he said nothing, just sat down on the couch, sitting as far away from you as possible.
bakugo picked the remote up off the table, switching the tv to an online news stream.
you resisted the urge to ask him why. this streamer was well known for being a villain sympathizer. bakugo hadn’t watched his streams the last two nights. why now?
you switched your attention to the tv, tearing your eyes away from bakugo’s harsh features.
“again, we find ourselves asking, why are we putting our safety in the hands of teenagers?” the streamer laughed harshly. “the near disaster today should remind us of all of just how unsafe we are. will the young hero bakugo ever learn from his mistakes? how many of our children will be scarred and beaten before the safety commission takes away his license?”
phone recorded video played, screams and shouts heard in the background. a fuzzy bakugo was fighting a villain in the middle of the street, some sort of scarf dancing in the air. the video zoomed in to show the scarf wrapped around a screaming toddler, floating high in the air. fire raced up the scarf, dancing closer and closer to the child. the child screamed, leaning away from the flames. bakugo finally grabbed the child, but landed hard on the ground, the child wrapped in his arms. the scarf had been ripped, the fire on its edges put out. the video panned out to show the villain gone.
“folks,” the streamer said, “is bakugo a hero? did he not start the fire himself? when fighting a villain with a paper quirk, you gotta think the man would be careful with his fire. and this isn’t the only time bakugo has been careless. remember the oil fire last year? i sure do and-“
you stood up and yanked the remote from his hand, turning the tv off.
“what the fuck is wrong with you?” bakugo seethed, narrowing his eyes at you, grabbing for the remote. there was the angry boy you remembered.
“no, what the fuck is wrong with you?” you quipped back, keeping the remote behind you.
bakugo slumped, all anger disappearing. “fuck,” he ran a red hand over his face. “i know i fucked up. i was just trying-“
“what? no. i’m not- you’re not-“ you sighed. “don’t watch that shit. don’t give him streams and money he doesn’t deserve. you saved that kids life. it doesn’t matter what went wrong, the kid is safe.”
he stared at you. “you wrote that article about the oil.”
you were surprised he knew who you were. you were just a lowly school journalist with a knack for getting in trouble for writing articles looking down on the school.
“you write shit articles about heroes all the time.”
you frown, “i write about the way society fails the children they send to fight their battles. there is something systemically wrong with a country who sends a 19 year old to fight a B rank villain by himself with civilian hostages and then bashes him online for making a mistake he wasn’t trained to handle.”
bakugo opens his mouth, but you aren’t done.
“you made a mistake today, but it was a mistake out of desperation to save the child. you are not the villain here, katsuki bakugo,” you point at the tv. “he is, for ever making you feel like one.”
bakugo is quiet, big red eyes looking up at you.
you’re out of breath, your hands on your hips. “okay,” you drop the remote on the couch, picking up your book, “i’m going to bed. good night.”
you walked away quickly, the reality of your outburst setting in. how embarrassing. and you left your mug on the table.
jesus christ. what a night.
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you were almost too embarrassed to go to the living room the next night. but what did you have to be embarrassed about? your outburst was all true. it was what you wrote about. it was what you were passionate about. honestly, it was a great on the spot reaction.
you snuck past the couch, bakugo stretched out, legs on the coffee table, arm on the back of the couch, and into the kitchen.
a kettle of hot water was waiting for you, your mug set on the counter by the stove. hmm. a crease was already settling between your eyebrows.
you padded out into the living room, plopping down on the couch.
“hey,” bakugo said, eyes meeting yours.
“did you set out the kettle?” you asked, unable to quell your curiosity.
bakugo turned his gaze back to the tv, “yeah.”
“thank you,” you said quietly.
bakugo said nothing.
you opened up your book. you had one chapter left. you were reading a cheesy, hallmark grade, cozy mystery that was going to end neatly with a bow around it. you secretly enjoyed it.
you finished your chapter quickly with a happy sigh. it ended exactly how you had predicted on page 10. how satisfying. you felt in control of one thing, at least.
“good night, bakugo,” you said quietly, standing up from your spot on the couch.
his eyes flickered to yours, then back to the tv.
oh, how nice sleep would be after a day like today.
you racked your brain for everything bad you had done in the past few weeks. nothing seemed bad enough to deserve this punishment. you just wanted sleep. sweet, peaceful sleep.
but no.
instead, you laid in bed, your mind unable to shut off. your legs twitched, anxious to be moved every five minutes.
ugh.
you got out of bed, throwing on an oversized hoodie. you practically stomped back into the kitchen. hopefully, your sleepytime tea would actually bring you sleepytime.
you stopped and slid a few inches in your socks. the tv was still on in the living room. you moved to investigate it.
“bakugo?” you frowned. “why are you still up? it’s 3 in the morning. don’t you have training at 7?”
he turned to look at you, dark eyes meeting yours. “can’t sleep.”
you nodded, walking over to the couch. “me neither.”
bakugo was sitting in the middle of the couch instead of his usual all-the-way-to-the-left. you sat down beside him, much closer than usual. if you set your hand beside you, your fingers would brush his thigh. you weren’t thinking about that at all. not even a little bit.
the office reruns played on the tv. very different than the typical news programs he watched.
you would laugh quietly every time something funny happened, but bakugo was stoic as ever. you weren’t convinced he wasn’t sleeping with his eyes open.
on second thought, it was weird seeing bakugo so quiet. he had changed since his first year.
the company picnic episode came on. maybe it’d make your brain calm down enough you could sleep.
a ridiculously loud and annoying alarm woke you up. you reached for your phone, not bothering to pick your head up. your pillow shifted and you groaned. no wonder you couldn’t sleep, your bed was extremely uncomfortable.
you sat up, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, slowly adjusting to the dark room.
the tv was still on. wait. you didn’t have a tv in your room. the living room. you were on the living room couch. your hand wasn’t on your night table, but a hard, muscular thigh. bakugo. shit, bakugo.
you shifted away, surprise waking you up uncomfortably quickly. “shit, sorry. fuck, my bad.”
bakugo didn’t seem to hear you. he was throwing his now silent phone down, reclining back against the couch. his arm was still around you, fingers grazing your back. bakugo’s head was on the back bar of the couch, closed eyes looking up at the ceiling.
you looked at him, pursing your lips. you slipped off the couch. “good night, bakugo,” you whispered.
you got into bed, mind fuzzy and quiet, spare for an image of a boy with spiky, blonde hair.
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I. Midoriya,, overprotective
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Izuku Midoriya x Gn!Reader
Word count: 247
Characters mentioned: Izuku Midoriya
note//: All of this is fiction and has nothing to do with the actual characters. I do not claim to own these characters or have made them. This is fiction and for personal entertainment. Thank you and enjoy. NOT PROOFREAD. I apologize for the mistakes. Do not repost anywhere, I do not mind reblogging, please and thank you. @izukumidoriyashusband
It’s pretty short, I’m sorry.
tw !! : Over-protective bf! Izuku & fluff.
Imagine Izuku Midoriya being overly protected over you because you go to a different school and he feels like since he’s not there to protect you physically that he has to check up on you every five seconds.
When you both eventually get to see each other, he has you as close as possible. He’s terribly afraid of letting you go because he’s scared something might happen to you. In his words “If I’m not around to protect you, who will?”
He stands very close to you and basically towers over you. He holds you so tight to the point where you have to beg him to let you go.
“But baby, what if someone hurts you?”
“Izuku, you’re standing right next to me.”
“I wanna be closer.”
Let’s just say Izuku may be very overprotective and sometimes it’s just a tad bit suffocating but you understand that it’s all because he cares for you.
After all, he’s loved you like no other.
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Hi..um I don't know if you accept requests and I'm sorry if I'm bothering you but that Drider Shinsou doodle you posted was absolutely amazing and I was wondering if you would consider doing a fic for it..? I'm a monsterlover and it just made me so happy^^
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Drider! Shinsou imagines
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Imagine Drider! Shinsou chuckling cruelly as he ensnares you within the confines of his silky webs making bindings out of the sticky material he produces from the tips of his slender humanoid claws to ensure that his adorable stray human won’t escape from his cave a second time.
With the utmost care and precision Drider!Shinsou locks your wrists into place above your head and spreads your legs wide apart from each other before using his webs to strap them into position.
Taking a few steps back with his lower arachnid body Drider! Shinsou looks up in wonderment at how beautifully you are presented just for him. Even though you’ve yet to awaken from the slight venomous fangs he had buried into the crook of your neck the second you entered his cave a second time. He couldn’t help the satisfied trills escape from his mouth seeing how relaxed and vulnerable you are in his presence.
Drider! Shinsou idly wondered how you’d react when you woke up to the predicament you’ve gotten into. Just thinking about it made him grow an amused lazy grin. But for now he’ll put that thought aside and just admire you, as he whispers to you a sweet proposition underneath his breath.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you my little stray I’m gonna make this your forever home. One that you’ll never leave from again.”
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@jewelofdarkness979
Monsterlovers gotta stick together ✊🖤
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A/n: Also hey guys back from the dead for now 👀
But good news is I’ll be trying to post more of the requests I’ve gotten since it’s kinda backed up at the moment and ease back into the genshin Cyoa sometime this week!
Hope y’all are doing well!
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tvgals · 1 year
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‘ HAKUNA MATATA ‘
aizawa x black! fem! reader
aizawa and his pregnant wife’s favorite movie <3
notes: inspired by my mom because her favorite disney movie is the lion king and cried in theaters during the live action
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“again, y/n? it’s like the third time today. and it’s only 5:00!” aizawa laughs, walking into the apartment takeout in hand. aizawa got you pregnant almost five months ago. pregnancy hasn’t been easy whatsoever. cravings and feelings bouncing all around inside of you
. “yeah…it’s a good movie!” you giggle, rubbing a hand over your stomach. aizawa playfully rolls his eyes, sitting at the end of the couch, avoiding your feet. he placed the takeout on the coffee table. “here, baby.” he says, handing you your shrimp fried rica and egg rolls. “thank you shō’” you say, eyes never peeling from the tv screen. shōta smiles at you, never in a million years would he have thought he’d settle down and have a baby. never. “what is it with-“ shōta was cut off by you shushing him, the best part of the movie was on, where nala and simba were stuck in the elephant graveyard. shōta smiles, and eats his takeout. “love you y/n.”
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short as hell 🫡
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forekast · 1 year
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Nsfw
18+ ONLY
Vampire Bakugo x FemReader
WARNINGS: NSFW Age gap( reader is 18+ bakugo is over 1000) FINGERING, CUNNILINGUS, VAGINAL SEX, BLOOD, BITING, DUBCON, NONCON, SLIGHT DEGRADATION.
summary:(With the sweetest scent of blood running in your familytree in a world full of vampires, you find yourself locked away hidden from the world for your own safety. That is till your luck runs out and you find yourself in the middle of a terrifying?Vampire's territory.)
Sweet Scents Pt 3
It’s been a few days since you’ve started walking, the pungent smell of burning wood wakes you from your light slumber. You open your eyes and make your way out of bed to the kitchen where the pale man was standing. The smell came from the burning meat Bakugo was preparing on the rusted stove for you. “That’s smells so awful” you gagged, “Did you not ever learn to cook when you were alive?” You scoff rolling your eyes. His irking silence prompted you to berate about the poor vampire’s cooking. “You don’t even care if I eat…. You’re supposed to feed your food not let them starve to death,” you sigh clearing the awkward silence. “If that’s the case just eat me here and now and be done with it,” You whined but still no response. Ever since you’ve been here the food source has been terrible. You’ve been mostly surviving on a few berries and nuts given that Bakugo can’t cook. You missed the smell of apples so much, all the constant apple pies you and your grandfather would bake- yearning for the taste of apples. You knew you needed to go back home but you weren’t so sure if you wanted to leave, sure you would have everything that you missed so dearly- but Katsuki wouldn’t be there. You alter your focus and begin watching him slowly turning the knob on the stove, he drops his shoulders forward and abruptly slams his large hands onto the concrete countertop. “Do you ever just shutup?” He snapped at you turning his head back-Bakugo’s fuming red eyes pierce right through yours. His cold stare made your soft skin shiver, you stepped back and scrunch your dress up in the palm of your hands. You’ve never seen him this angry- sure he was always snappy and moody but this was a whole new side of him that was completely unheard of. You open your mouth to speak but choke on your words as his gaze sharpens, you meekly turn your head away from him afraid of what might come next. He finally halts his stare continuing on what he was once doing before, his breath quickened and his body heaved up and down in anger. You turn away scurrying down the steps to the large dinning hall adjacent to the small kitchen, not wanting to bother the once calm man anymore. All the walls in the house were dark wood along with the glossed floor, there were a few shelves and drawers that were mostly empty- only one shelf remained utilized and it was propped in the corner of the room. The shelf was solid glass and had an unlimited supply of books stocked upon its dusted shelves. You assumed Bakugo still read the books given that the glass was one of the few things in the house that remained clean. You quickly make your way over and inspect the books carefully glancing at each title some of them were new books you wondered how he got them?You reach down to grab the only book without a title. Opening up and a two scraps fall out of the pages onto the floor grazing your bare feet, without hesitation you lean down to grab the pieces of paper. They were very old photos with the faintest amount of color still remaining, your sharp eyes caught a glimpse of a figure in each one of the photos. You carefully peer out from the corner and hover yourself to the faintest light coming from the kitchen window, you bring the photos up slowly for better visibility making sure to keep out of Bakugo’s line of sight. You can see a man with unkept hair and a freckled wide smile, his hair was dark green along with his jovial eyes. He wore an outfit that looked far past your time, but it wasn’t as peculiar as the singular arm on his shoulder that was missing a body… “Are these both one photo?” You thought as you bring the two pictures together slowly. You can see what appears to be a young Bakugo next to a pretty woman, his other arm wrapped around her shoulders with a firm grip as she rested her brunette head onto his body- they seemed to be intimately close. Her rosy cheeks and Bakugo’s very contented face gave you a weird feeling deep down. “He was so happy… what happened to him?” Your saddened thoughts began to form visibly on your face… “I wonder if I could ever make him happy….”
You turn your head back to look at the sweet vampire, but he was nowhere to be found. Slowly turning your head only to be suddenly met with the large vampire towering over your smaller frame, fuming red eyes just piercing through your meekly stature as he snatches the photos from your shy hands. “You really are some stupid human aren’t you?” he snarls at you, inching himself closer to your body- you inadvertently back yourself into a corner giving the vampire full control over your next move. “Going into a vampire’s stuff without permission hmmm?” Bakugo scoffed as he kept moving closer to you closing the distance between you both. You were afraid but not in the way that many would think, you were only afraid of him growing a distaste for you-the thought of him hating you made your heart ache in a way you’ve never felt before. “That was pretty ballsy of you I’ll give you that, but you just might never know what they’ll do to you” he spoke so softly lowering himself to meet your stare. His gaze deepened and his mouth was only a few inches away from yours, the feeling of the hot breaths against your soft lips made your insides tingle. Bakugo presses his palms on the wall behind you trapping you inbetween his massive arms, he continues staring you up and down appreciating the view of your gorgeous body completely helpless underneath him. “You just never know what I might do to a stupid little brat like you” he snickered, pushing your hair behind your ear for a better look at your beautiful face. It’s quiet but soon the air is filled with the sound of heavy breathing. His stare was intimidating yet soft and so damn sexy, you couldn’t help yourself from rubbing your thighs together in anticipation. “What are you going to do to me?” You said quietly, turning your face away from him in embarrassment- pulling your dress down to cover the lewd movements you made. A sadistic grin formed on Katsuki’s face when he notices your salacious behavior, pressing his knee inbetween your closed legs opening them very slowly he hissed at the sight of your panties coated in slick dribbling down. You let out a small gasp in response to Bakugo’s knee suddenly invading your most sensitive spot only to begin rubbing yourself against his bare cold skin shamelessly- leaving coats of slick onto him. “You really are a stupid little human aren’t you huh?” He laughs as he brings his cold hand to your warm sweet throat, pressing down slightly restricting your airway. All you could hear was the sound of your hitched breathes as Bakugo stares down at you in grimace. “What are you going to do to me?” You plead, looking up at him with tearful eyes wishing he would let you go only for him to tighten his grip on your throat, his cold coarse fingers tracing over a thick vein bulging out of your neck. “You got yourself into this mess don’t be a big baby and start crying now….what happened to all that confidence you had earlier huh? He spoke in such a demeaning tone ridiculing you like how you did him not too long ago. You cry out for some pity, but none was given. “You don’t know what you’ve gotten yourself into” he growls, moving into your neck tracing his warm tongue gently over your pulsating vein giving you goosebumps, you gasp out when he starts moving his knee deeper between your thighs grinding against your clothed dripping cunt- you move your hips to match his movements clinging onto his large body for balance. Bakugo’s hot breath against your soft warm flesh, sharp fangs tracing over the same abused mark on your fragile neck and the deep feeling of erotic sensation you felt as he sunk his teeth deep into your sweet skin- the ripples of pleasure as he uses you like a full course meal. “Nnngh ahh Katsuki p-please I want y-you so bad p-lease” you moan out, wrapping your legs around his large frame trying to close the distance between you completely. “Gosh you’re such a fucking slut for me aren’t you, so desperate and needy for my cock huh” he coos into your neck, slowly dragging his fingers down to the waistband of your panties.
He was tugging at them teasingly never actually pulling them down, rubbing your needy cunt in such a slow pace it was driving you crazy. You buck your hips towards him grinding your clothed folds against his ice cold fingers desperate for more friction. He stops you, moving his hands to your rotating hips pinning you against the wall then moving you down to the floor. He barks at you “DID I SAY YOU CAN MOVE?” he turns you over face down and ass in the air smacking your behind forcibly the sound echoed across the halls. Your moans turn to whines as he returns another smack to your already bruised cheek “Answer me slut” he groans into your ear, the sight of you bent over before him was one he didn’t want to stop seeing- he loved the way your cheeks spread out before him the way your pussy juices dribbled down your thighs practically inviting his cock inside and he was happy to oblige. A third smack to your ass and you finally give into him “No ahh I’m sorry” you cried out, pleading for mercy “Im so sorry please” your mewls only enticed him more “ You’ve been such a naughty brat no amount of sorries will get you out of punishment hmm” he snickered into your ear biting down until he was able to get a taste of your sweet blood “Your blood is like no other i’ve had” He hums tracing his fangs down to your soft neck, lapping his fingers around your throat bringing you up against his large chest. “Your blood intoxicates me” he whispers against your throat his fangs barely piercing your delicate skin “You make me wanna go feral… I just want to eat you UP!” he growls into your neck before biting down hard, you were getting ready for the ripples of pleasure you felt whenever he fed on you but this time was different. “AAAGH” you screamed out from the pain, tears started pooling hitting the hardwood floor- you turn back trying to get away but he doesn’t budge only pins you down harder the more you struggle. “AAAGH Katsuki please you’re hurting me!” you cry out but no response only the repeated motion of him sucking into your flesh draining you of all your blood. You slowly start to lose consciousness as black and stars start to fill your vision- you fall forward face down as you close your eyes the only thing you could hear was the sounds of repeated “sorries” you wondered why.
You wake up violently the next day, after having dreams of last night you thought you were dead, but here you are in the same room as yesterday. You slowly reach for your neck- gently wrapping your fingers to find yourself bandaged up your breaths become hitched as you try to regain what happened “ I-I-Im not dead?” you murmur under your breath, your eyes widen when you noticed a large figure in the corner. You look up to see Bakugo standing there his aura was different a feeling of repentance filled the air, “His eyes were low and his shoulders were dropped he’s keeping his distance” you thought to yourself but you didn’t know why. “What’s wrong?” you asked, scooting to the edge closer to him. “I’m going to the village…. I’ll be back tomorrow” he said, he quickly turned “ Wait!” you call out but by the time you run out of bed he’s gone. You lean against the front door looking outside dizzy from the lack of blood in your system. You wondered about the “village” he was talking about, the only village you knew was destroyed and you’ve been isolated since. “Could there be more villages with more people? somewhere safe from vampires or will it all end up the same?” your thoughts distracted you from the fact he left you alone. “You didn’t need an escape plan right because he left you here alone? to just walk out the door?” you weren’t sure if this was a trick just to see if he could trust you to not runaway- so you sat there for hours until the sun began to set. Before you could leave you searched the house for your stuff your boots, your blue jacket, and your work of an art dress you worked so hard on. but there was one thing you were forgetting your necklace. It was nowhere to be seen you panicked- it was a gift from your grandmother a good luck charm to keep you away from all harm. But you didn’t have time to spare it was about to get dark and you didn’t want to be outside. You decided to leave you look back at the house as you sighed wishing it didn’t have to be like this- but you had no choice you needed to go home. You stepped outside in the cold and immediately started to rethink your decision, you kept your head held high walked out. As you begin to head in the wrong direction unbeknownst to you- something shiny catches your eye it was your necklace hidden in the grass where you met Bakugo. You pick it up and place in your sock for safe keeping, you look back and give the house one last goodbye before running as fast as possible. You remember your house being straight ahead from the shed off the coast, but the deeper you ran the more unknown the forest became you were in new territory. The trees around you were smaller and fraile almost as this part of the area was dying, there was no wildlife to be seen only the sounds of hungry crows perching in the trees. You leaned against a tree to try and catch your breath, your heart was beating out of your chest and you felt like collapsing right here and now. Your eyes started to close until you saw a small building straight ahead- you gathered every bit of strength and weakly made yourself over to the building. It was an abandoned nursery the smell was so bad you felt like you could puke our your intestines. You cover up your face as you begin coughing and gagging making your way back to the forest wishing you had never left the comfort of your home in the first place. Your knees trembling and body shaking you shouldn’t have been moving around like this in the first place you just lost a lot of blood what were you thinking- maybe you are stupid like Bakugo says what makes you think he’s not the only vampire out there. You fall to your knees grabbing onto a tree to brace your fall- you lie on your back and try to catch your breath. Your thoughts are the only thing you can hear your mind fades away and your eyes tear. “If only… If only…” you cut your words off when you see red eyes from the distance but this time they were different.
Pt 4 soon ty
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sannasruins · 1 year
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warm winter
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sero hanta x reader
type: fluff
warnings: none!
a/n: i was going to make this into angst but i found myself having already written so much fluff that it would have turned into over 5k to add angst, i might do an angsty part two tho. no proofread
word count: 1.7k
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You were laying in his lap, looking up at Sero as he scrolled through his phone absentmindedly, his other hand resting on the top of your head, fingers threaded through your hair, and nails gently pressed into your scalp. You were okay with this comfortable silence, happy not to have the pressure to fill it, to just exist next to one another. You loved him so much. 
As the sunlight warmed your skin, and a soft breeze brushes by you, you let your mind wander. On such a lovely day like today, how could you not have lovely thoughts. You find yourself reminiscing how you and your beloved Sero Hanta started dating, winter of your first year at UA. 
Everyone else had gone back to the class 1A dorm, except for you. You had stayed late after class, needing a change of pace from the desk in your dorm, working on a project that was due before the start of break. Engrossed in your writing, you didn’t notice the soft fluffy white flakes as they started their descent from the light gray clouds above that were blocking the sun’s light. The powder started sticking to the ground, and soon the whole world became covered in a blanket of white, but you were unaware. That is until 2 hours later, past when the gentle drifting turned into a flurry, past when you could no longer see the pavement, no you only noticed when you had finished what you had set out to finish that day and started to pack up. The weather reports that morning hadn’t called for snow, but the snow didn’t care and had reached almost a foot in dept. So, you were left at the main UA building, in your everyday loafers and a light jacket, as the weather had been much fairer on your 10-minute walk to school.
You didn’t notice, as you approached the shoe lockers, a snoozing and bundled Hanta, leaning his head back onto the locker he was against. No, your eyes were too focused on the glass doors ahead of you, and the snow that was piled up against it, dreading having to trudge your way through it, the thought of cold snow seeping into your shoes already sending a shiver of despair down your spine. Your groan of frustration and then the sound of you opening and closing your shoe locker roused the raven-haired boy from his light slumber, his eyes finding your figure as you sit on the floor in a huff. He gets up and stretches, his movements almost feline, eyes not leaving you as you grumpily jam your foot into one of your brown leather shoes, a smirk crossing his face as he approaches you quietly. 
“Boo,” he whispered into your ear, his mouth less than 3 inches away from your suddenly very flushed skin. You jump from your seated position, only one shoe on, the other foot being left in just its sock, your fist already balled, feet naturally assuming a fighting stance as you turn, arms raised. Sero threw his head back, a full-hearted laugh ripping its way out of his throat, his chest shaking with the force of it. Your reddened face only got redder as you watched him in his glee, your stance relaxing, and Sero gasped for air, desperate for the oxygen his laugh denied him. It took him a good minute to settle down, his breath slowing until it was back to its normal tempo, but the smile didn’t leave his face. 
“Heya y/n,” his crinkled eyes meeting yours. You met his greeting with an incredulous look, before slumping back down to the ground, putting on your other shoe.
“What are you doing here Sero?” you asked him as you rose up from the floor, turning to face him again, seeing his little smile still there. It caused a slight tingle in your stomach, maybe a butterfly or two, not that you would ever let the sly boy know. 
He thrust a gym bag, that you hadn’t noticed before, towards you. “I thought you might need these.”
You took the bag from his outstretched hand, opening it and peering into its contents. You found a pair of rain boots, a pair of sweatpants, and a jacket, all of which were obviously Hanta’s. You looked back up at him, eyebrows raised.
“Why would I need your,” you paused looking back into the bag, “your old clothes?”
He blushed slightly, one hand reaching for the back of his scarf-covered neck, “Well, I didn’t really have access to your stuff, but I knew you didn’t have warm enough clothes for this weather, so I had to improvise.” He paused, and you observed his slightly awkward demeanor, this shy, dare you say bashful, Sero Hanta was foreign to you. “I brought you my older spares because I figured they might fit you a bit better than my newer stuff.”
You were surprised, pleasantly so, and those two butterflies in your stomach suddenly multiplied, and did not stop multiplying as you felt your heart soar. A smile found its way onto your face without you noticing, as you looked at the gym bag in your hands. 
“Thank you, Sero,” you said, barely above a whisper, an obvious smile in your voice.
“Ye-” his voice cracked, you let out a small giggle at it, “yeah, it’s no problem y/n, anybody would have done it”
 “Maybe,” you looked him in his dark, warm eyes, “but they didn’t, and you did.”
He didn’t respond to you, eyes flicking away from yours as he forcefully chuckled, his hand once again finding itself on his neck.
“Can you hurry it up?” He asked after a second, “I kind of want to get back before dinner gets cold.”
You went back to the floor again, slipping off your loafers, “You can leave without me,” you informed him, “I’ll be fine.”
“Yeah but,” he motioned towards the umbrella stand, your eyes following his arm, showing only one large, clear umbrella, “I only brought one.”
All you could respond with was a quiet oh, the thought of sharing an umbrella with your crush as he walked you home in the snow would be enough to cause any girl’s stomach to turn into a lepidopterarium. 
You stepped into the sweats, pulling them up under your skirt before slipping your feet into the too-large rain boots, making sure they didn’t pull up the sweatpants with them. Then, slipping into the jacket, you were swaddled in warmth. And the smell of him filled your nose, you did your best to not obviously inhale his scent, how embarrassing it would be if you were caught, you thought. Sero silently laughed at the sight in front of him, overly large boots making you shuffle as to not trip on your own two feet. You shot him a light glare, you couldn’t really be mad at him, you knew if the positions were switched you would be chortling at his shoe struggles. 
“Well then,” you started as you met him beside the door, him with umbrella in hand, “let’s get going.”
You pushed open the door, only to be met with a blast of frozen air in your face, the tips of your ears and nose almost immediately turning cold. With one hand you pulled the hood of the jacket over your head, the other firmly placed inside the jacket pocket where it sought warmth. You subconsciously walked closer to Hanta, almost bumping shoulders under the umbrella. 
Your nose was now noticeably red as you two made the trek back to the dorm, and Sero noticed it as he stole a glance at you. He paused in his walking, you making it two steps ahead of him before realizing that he had stopped in his path. Turning around, curious as to why he stopped, you are instead greeted by him handing you the umbrella. Confused, you take one hand out of the warmth of your pockets and grab the handle, watching him let go and reach for the end of his scarf. Your eyebrows scrunched up in a perplexed manner, not having any clue as to why he was taking off his perfectly warm and comfy scarf.
He then took one step towards you, closing the distance that had previously been there, and was now only 6 inches away. Frozen to your spot, you watched him raise his arms, the fabric in hand until they were level with your head. Then you felt it, he wrapped the scarf around the back of your neck, then forwards, once, twice, pulling it up and over your, what felt like, nearly frozen nose, before dropping his hands back down to his sides. 
Unblinking, you looked at him, a different kind of flush once again making its way to your cheeks, and he looked back down at you, and the two of you were surrounded by silence, the world had been muffled by the thickening blanket of snow, and in that white landscape, it felt like only the two of you existed. You reached your hand up, and pulled down the scarf, just below your lips, which then parted, and felt the sting of cold air rush past them and into your lungs as you took a shaky breath in, unsure of what was going to happen next.
But he leaned in, you tilted your head upwards, and suddenly you were kissing Sero Hanta, cold lips meeting one another in what felt like an explosion of emotions. 
The two of you broke apart, both searching for air, and searching each other’s eyes for an explanation as to what just happened. 
“Sero,” you questioned him, “do you like like me?”
“Uh,” a pause, “Yeah, I do. Do you like like me, y/n?”
A grin broke through your lips, and in an excited exhaled, you gave a breathy “yeah.”
And then you popped onto your tip toes to kiss him again, a hand making its way to the back of his head, fingers tangling in the silky darkness. When you broke away from the kiss, you still had a smile on your face.
“Yeah,” you repeated, “I really like like you.”
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plexivie · 10 months
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Never have I ever... liked a bad boy
Katsuki Bakugou is the hottest guy at UA high. With his rock-hard abs, killer hair, and the fact that he's a bad boy. This made him ten times hotter. You've always had the BIGGEST crush on him, but you knew he would never like you back. All you are is a nerd, according to him.
Even though you have the fattest crush on him, you've never had a real interaction with him, until today.
"Hey loser" he said while him and his stupid friends laughed.
"Miss L/n, please come to the office."
Shit.
You couldn't keep your mouth shut, at all. "Do we really have to learn this shit?" So, detention is a once-a-month occurrence for you, so getting called to the office like this freaks you out.
"Miss y/n, we would like you to help tutor."
He's right, you are kind of a nerd. One that is on the top of her class.
"Isn't tutoring a teacher's job?"
"Do you want detention?"
"Fine."
"Great! You will be tutoring Katsuki Bakugou. That kid really needs help."
"What. I can't tutor him."
As if you weren't already a nerd imagine how big of a nerd you'll be now. Plus, he can't know about your crush. Imagine how many more names would come up with that. It will be so hard hiding when you're with him, face to face.
"Come on, he isn't that bad. I think. And besides, a job like this is really good on college applications."
"Fine, I'll do it."
"Perfect. You'll tutor him today after school in the library."
Shit.
Today isn't the best day for you to tutor. Especially with what you're wearing. Pajamas aren't the most attractive choice of clothing. Especially to someone like him. You know he will probably comment on how much nerdier pajamas make you look.
Time passed. Then came what you were most nervous, excited, and scared about. Tutoring with Bakugou. You're not scared because he will make fun of you, you're scared you won't be able to hide how highly you think of him. As said, you aren't great at holding back how you feel at any given moment so accidentally spilling your feelings is likely to happen.
When you got there, he was sitting down, legs spread far as ever on his phone. When he looks up, he smirks.
"Ha, nerd. Look at those clothes. Makes you look like an even bigger loser."
Called it.
"Yea um anyway what do you need tutoring in."
He rolled his eyes. "Math. That shit is too hard for this rundown school."
You smiled a friendly smile towards him.
"Well I can definitely help you with that."
He looked away, oddly.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Damn nerd."
"Um so are you struggling with the homework?"
He nodded slightly. Why is he being so... calm with you?
After a while of helping him with this work, you realized he isn't dumb. He's just dumb for not doing the best he can.
"You're actually really good at this."
"Well why can't I be hot and smart?"
Holy shit. He's good. Too good. You're going to blow it.
But after a few minutes of just that awkward silence, he blows it... and kisses you. You kiss back, obviously.
This kiss was long, and super-hot. He held the back of your head just to keep it on his lips. He liked you, wanted you, craved you. He loved the fact that him hurting you didn't bother you at all. It was almost like a challenge for him, one he couldn't win. After minutes of what felt like hours of making out all he did and said was.
"Damn, nerd."
AN- Hey guys! Thanks for the likes on my last one shot. I decided to make this story based off of the new season of Never Have I Ever that is on Netflix now. Let me know if you guys would like longer stories or even stories with chapters. Thank You!! (reposts would be appreciated<3)
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You fall asleep on their shoulder
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Aizawa: With a smile, Aizawa finds this to be a very cute and comforting moment. Seeing you resting so peacefully, with complete and utter trust towards him, makes his heart melt even if he acts bothered about it when you wake up. It's such a tender and beautiful moment, and this makes him feel so lucky to be your partner. He'll feel like he is the luckiest person in the world, and that this moment is one he will cherish forever.
All Might: Initially, he'd be taken aback, surprised at the suddenness and unexpectedness of it. Then, once he'd processed the surprise, he'd take stock of the situation and his partner's potential reasons for sleeping. It's important to take into account the circumstances surrounding the situation, as well as our personal relationships. he would want to make sure that his partner is healthy and comfortable, and that nothing's wrong or concerning about your sleeping. If everything appears fine, then he would find the moment sweet and endearing.
Endeavor: He's never had anyone fall asleep on his shoulder before but I'd say his reaction is surprised. Like he'd think you were really relaxed and comfortable around him and he'd probably just kinda gently stroke your face and see if you're ok. He'd also be kinda flattered. Like if the person he was with falls asleep on his shoulder, it would make him feel like you trusted him.
Hawks: As he feels your head leaning against him, a soft smile takes over his face. He'll look over at you with a soft, intimate eye, enjoying the intimacy of the moment, thankful to have someone beside him - someone who he can trust and rely on. It's comforting to know you're in this together and he can't help but feel a bit lucky.
Shigaraki: It's annoying, and it makes him kind of… uncomfortable. He doesn't want anyone to see him like that. He thinks there's something sweet about it, knowing that he can make you feel safe enough to relax and let your guard down. Maybe it makes him feel like he's somebody special to you. But he still doesn't like it. It makes him want to push you away. There's a sense of embarrassment that you don't want to know what's going on in his head.
Dabi: He would be a bit shocked that someone could fall asleep on him at all, but he wouldn't be bothered. Maybe you didn't sleep well the night before. He wouldn't mind just holding you, letting you rest. His concern for you would outweigh his own discomfort. He would just let you sleep as long as you need to. It's not an issue for him. He thinks it's sweet, really.
Twice: He'll smile softly at your tired form as you sleep on his shoulder. He'll slowly reach up and place a kiss on the top of your head, before giving you a gentle squeeze and resting his head on you back. He feels content at this moment and wishes the time would stay frozen right there, just the two of you.
Overhaul: Annoyed. Irritated. He'll look down and he sees you snoring away, drool running down your chin, looking like some kind of slob. He should just shove you off, let you land on the floor, and wake up that way, but it's kind of cute - your so small next to him like this. He'll look around and no one is watching, so he'll let you stay - for now.
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rinnsdiaries · 1 year
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🐧Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x black reader
🐧Summary: teasing Katsuki leads to a punishment
🐧Warnings: cursing, spanking, oral (fem rec) vaginal sex
🐧Word Count: 1500
A/N: Hi! welcome and thanks for reading! so this is the first time I'm publishing any of my work so please don't hesitate to let me know what you think in the comments. I take requests so feel free to request something
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“fuck” you cry out as Katsuki’s large palm makes contact with you ass
“Count” he orders, voice strong and commanding. His hand makes contact with your left ass cheek, and you know from the strength of the first hit that it’s only going to get harder and harder.
“t-two” you stutter out, mentally preparing yourself for when you finally get to ten. You feel his hand make contact with your ass again and you groan out, the slight sting where
“three” you whine, you’re barely able get the word out when you feel his hand lands two more hard slaps on each cheek.
“fuck!” you groan, “four, shit four” you mumble out, ready for the last few hits because you know after you finish your punishment that your finally going to get what you misbehaved all evening for. 
his cock
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The gang had all come over for dinner and Katsuki made you promise you’d be on your best behavior, because lately the two of you had been going at it like bunnies, you couldn’t help it, its not your fault he looked so fucking sexy in his hero costume.
And pair that with the fact that he’s got a 3 day weekend. Oh god
For the last two days the two of you have done nothing but fuck and eat, since he had a little mini break until he had to go back to work the two of you figured to that having sex constantly would be a good use of the time.
But you and Katsuki had invited the bakugang over for dinner at your house and so he made you promise that you’d wait till everyone left to try anything. He even fucked you about thirty minutes before the guys showed up, bending you over the table and pounding ruthlessly into you as he whispered how much he loved your tight pussy, while rubbing hard, fast circles on your clit.
But the promise didn’t last long because as soon as all of you sat down your hand found his lower thigh, he didn’t think much of it in the beginning because the two of you were always innocently touching each other, but as your hand continued to travel further and further up he knew whatever it was you were about to do would be considered innocent.
He grabs your hand before it could reach his dick and places it back in your own lap, sending a warning glare in your direction, but you just smiled back at him as if what you were doing was completely innocent.
As you all begin to eat dinner your advances seemed to have stopped, at least that’s what Katsuki thought, but a few minutes into dinner your hand returns to its previous spot on his thigh, handing slowly inching closer and closer to his dick.
He almost chokes when your hand find the outline of his hardening member and you grasp it tightly, he fakes a cough as everyone’s head turns toward him, yours included. He almost rolls his eyes at the fake look of concern on your face as you remove your hand from his cock and begin to lightly pat his back.
“are you okay?” you ask softly, and he just nods before everyone turns their attention back to the food in front of them.
 Clearly his glares weren’t working so instead he leans over and whispers in your ear. “you better stop it, because the longer you keep this up the worse your punishment becomes” he says, voice practically a growl and you have bite the inside of your cheek to keep from moaning out loud.
 You absolutely loved your punishments, especially getting spanked, the way your ass would be sore, and it’d hurt to sit down for a couple of days was most definitely worth it.
For the rest of dinner your torment to his now rock-hard cock continued, you would go from rubbing it softly over his pants to sticking your hand inside the waistband and stroking him.
But if that wasn’t bad enough he watches as you gather his precum on the tips of your fingers and slowly suck them into your mouth. his eyes widen and his lips part, tongue sticking out to wet his lips.
 He looks around at the other people sitting at the table trying to make sure nobody just saw what you did. When he turns his attention back to you, your swirling your tongue around you fingers and he has to fake another cough to stop from groaning. God how were you so fucking hot?
After dinner had ended and you all said your goodbyes, Katsuki had barely waited until the front door closed all the way before pushing you up against the wall, hand finding your throat and applying a little pressure, he knew you liked being choked.
“You think your funny don’t you? You couldn’t even wait a couple of hours?” he asks but instead of waiting for a response his mouth is on yours. He grabs the back of your thighs and signals for you to jump, which you do. His hand finds your ass and he lands a hard slap to one of the cheeks. He leads you into the bedroom and tosses you on the bed
“Strip” he commands and your quick to get off the bed, hands finding the bottom of your shirt ready to pull it up when he holds a handout to stop you “slowly” he says, taking a seat on the bed as he watches you strip out of your clothes.
Turning to face him you begin taking off your shirt, flinging it somewhere in the room, your bra soon following.
You turn around with your back facing Katsuki bending down as take off the pants you were wearing, your underwear coming off too, seductively wiggling your ass a bit as he groans.
When your finally naked, he pulls you down over his lap, ass in the air as you wait excitedly for him to begin.
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The last hit is always the hardest, his hand comes down fast and hard  “ten!” you scream out, pussy soaking wet, your slick dripping down onto the sheets beneath you.
Katsuki gently massages your now red ass cheeks as he tells you how good you did, how proud of you he is. You turn around and lay on your back, wincing when your ass makes contact with the bed, you slowly look up at him, noticing the way his dick is rock hard, still confined by his jeans.
Before you even have time to take your eyes away from the bulge in his pants, he’s quickly pulling your legs apart, causing you to let out a gasp at the suddenness. Within seconds his head in between your legs and his tongue is licking a long strip up your slit.
“fuckk, Kats” you groan out, hands instantly finding his hair and tugging on it, as your back arches off of the bed.
His tongue continues to lap up your juices before his lips wrap your clit and he sucks hard, tongue swirling around the bud.
Two thick fingers are being pushed inside you walls, and your still stretched out from earlier so he begins thrusting them in fast, quickly setting a pace.
After a few minutes of him ruthlessly finger fucking your poor cunt, he pulls his fingers out and you whine at the sudden emptiness, but it doesn’t last long because he’s quickly thrusting his cock into you.
You’re not even sure when he took his pants off but you don’t have much time to dwell on it because the delicious drag of his cock inside your gummy walls is enough to have your mind going cloudy, your only thoughts about just how good his dick feels inside of you.
He barely gives you any time to adjust before he’s roughly thrusting into you. Loud moans fall from your lips and he bends down and places his lips on yours.
A few minutes later and you already feel the familiar tightening in your stomach, clenching tightly around him as your orgasm approaches.
“You gonna cum already?” he asks as he feels you clenching tightly around him, all you can do is nod. He runs his thumb along your bottom lip and you suck it into your mouth without hesitation.
His thumb finds your clit and begins rubbing fast circles. “cum for me” he says and his tone is enough to send you over the edge, your orgasm washing over you. He follows soon after, spilling inside of you, coating your walls in your favorite shade of white.
The two of you lay there for a few minutes before he gets up and heads toward the bathroom. He returns a few minutes later and gently picks you up walking you in the bathroom and sitting you down on the counter.
He finishes running the bath and tosses your favorite bath bomb inside, he gets you settled inside and sits behind you as he begins to gently massage your shoulders, placing soft kisses on your neck and whispering how much he loves you in your ear.
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addiesshrooms · 1 year
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In the locker with Denki… ☆☆☆
Tried to write this as soon as the idea popped into my pretty little head~! Hope ya’ll enjoy!!
☆Prior Summary☆: While at the pool with the gang, Denki goes looking for you when you go to look for something after you got out of the pool, and to avoid getting caught Stealing
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☆☆☆ You feel a hand behind you groping your ass, slowly trailing down your thighs. You can smell him right behind you, and feel the tightness in his pants press up against your thin, tight panties.
Denki Kaminari. You could feel his chest too, honestly it’s just surprising how ripped he was. You always thought he would just have an average body, and over course we wasn’t aggressively ripped, but he had a six pack which was hot.
His swim trunks rubbed up against your ass, as your tits pushed up against the cold metal of the locker door, “Denki I can feel you grinding against m-!” He covered your mouth with his hand, and stuck a few fingers inside. “SHHHH-!!!” You feel a tiny shock on the roof of your mouth.
“Mmmh~!” You feel Denki start to lightly scratch the roof of your mouth, and you make out outlines of people through the grates of the locker and try to calm your self.
He slides your panties to the side and slicks a finger inside of you and slides around inside of you until you have cum dripping down your legs. Denki whips out his dick and starts sliding in and out of your folds.
“F-fuh-ck, your soaked-” He groans into your ear as he slowly pushes his cock inside of you.
“T-their g-gon-na hear u-us d-Denki”
“Come on babe they won’t h-hear us-”
。☆☆☆。
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houseoftulips · 2 years
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Petty Woman | K. Bakugo ~ you and your partner get into petty arguments and sometimes you actually get him back good for it
ft ~ time skip!bakugo katsuki x f!reader
content warning ~ when i say petty arguments it’s all for jokes between reader and bakugo
reposts are appreciated!!
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When the both of you are giving each other the silent treatment after an argument, Bakugo gets tired of it pretty fast.
But he doesn’t show that he misses you through words of affection or physical affection. He doesn’t say sorry whether it was his fault or not for causing the argument and he doesn’t sweet talk you like he usually does on a daily.
No, he starts small petty arguments. Saying the stupidest shit to you knowing that either a) it’ll make you laugh b) you’ll get even more mad and yell at him which turns him on and leads to hate(not actually) sex, or c) you hit him back even harder.
Usually the first two happen because you’re not really the one out of the two of you to say something mean like he does but sometimes you just tip over a bit and get him back.
This one time he saw you doing your hair for work in the morning and the blonde bastard said, “Oi, you doing you’re hair doesn’t make you less annoying to me,” he smirks with a smug tone that makes you wanna punch his stupidly handsome face.
You scoff and stayed quiet as you continued to do your morning routine. You ignored his goodbye kiss by passing right by him and leaving your shared home.
He had the day off from work so he kinda sat on the couch for a good chunk of the day wondering if he actually hurt your feelings this time. A little part of him didn’t think it was that bad of a petty comment so he shrugged it off and will continue his comments till you break.
After several boring hours, you returned home with a huge sigh and muttered, “I’m home,” to you’re blonde partner. You walked into the kitchen to see your asshole boyfriend cooking dinner so you ignored him and went straight to the fridge for a small snack.
Bakugo turned around to see you buried kn the fridge and the fact that your hair was taken out of its hairstyle you had this morning. “You’re still annoying with your hair back to normal,” he says with a smile as he leans against the counter letting the food sit a bit on the pan.
You rolled your eyes and turned around to face him. You laughed to yourself as your eyes raked over his face and body. You then get a look at his hair that is still blonde. Still unruly. And still spikey. Your tilt your head to the side with furrows brows as you stared at his hair.
Bakugo noticed it right away and was quick to question you. “Oi, the fuck you starin’ at, woman?” he asked with the same furrowed brows as yours.
“Did-did you do something to your hair today?” you questioned with a baffled look on your face.
“The hell?” he questioned as you as he gave you a are-you-stupid look on his face, “I didn’t do shit to my hair.”
“Oh,” you blinked then hummed in response, “It’s just…I don’t know… It looks…thinner,” you smirked almost evilly then walked away into the bedroom.
Poor Bakugo was left wide-eyed in the kitchen hearing how you so easily told him that he was already thinning out at the ripe age of twenty-six. He unconsciously started running his fingers through his thick hair and after hearing your comment he immediately thought he was thinning out.
He didn’t even let a few curse words since he was so caught off guard that when he ran into the bathroom and shut the door, you immediately started laughing to yourself.
“What a baby,” you laughed.
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