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shockinglysubmissive · 10 months

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I'm Okay

Taishiro Toyomitsu (Fatgum) x AFAB!Reader (GN Pronouns)

Warning: angst (slight), office sex, fingering, squirting, pussy eating, unprotected sex, cream pie

A single text was the last contact you had with him, and it left you flooded with fear. 'Stay far away from down town. I'll meet you at your home when I can'. You knew he was facing an intense villain attack. It was all over the news. But even after the villain was subdued, you still hadn't heard from him.

You ignore his message, needing to see him now. Your relationship was still young, so this was the first time he had faced an intense fight while you had been dating. Fighting through the crowd of reporters outside his agency, you get to the lobby. A few recognize you, and try to stop you for questions. It was a miracle that you made it to the double doors of the building without throwing an elbow at a reporter trying to grab you.

A twinkling bell rings, letting the two interns standing guard know the door had been opened. "Hey! You can't be here!" Red Riot tries to stop you, not recognizing you right away. "It's Fatgum's order." He steps closer, reaching a hand out to stop you from passing by the desk. Pure adrenaline got you to this point through the crowd, you weren't about to sit and wait like a nobody.

"No offense, Eijiro, but I don't give a fuck. Now can you please step aside and let me see my boyfriend?" Struggling to keep your voice level, you look at the red head, locking eyes with him. You look between him and Suneater, almost challenging one of them to stop you now they know it is you.

Glancing at Suneater, he finally caves. "You keep watching, I'll take them back to Fatgum." He sighs before leading you up to his office. The halls seemed longer than usual as your anxiety and stress continue to build the longer you go without seeing him. Eijiro knocks firmly on the office door, wanting to get his attention.

"This better be important Red Riot." A tired voice calls out, the faint sound of shuffling can be heard before the door is unlocked and opened. "It better not be a reporter making Suneater freak out again. I don't think I can handle that today." The taller than average doorway is filled with a large man leaning against the frame for support.

You are greeted with the muscular form of your boyfriend. His clothing is torn and tattered, covered in a mix of blood, sweat, and dirt. The filth on his face was smeared, as if he was in the process of washing it off when he opened the door.

"Sorry... They um... didn't want to wait." Stepping aside, Taishiro is finally able to see you. His shoulders relax and he moves to let you enter the office.

"I'm sorry for the way I acted, and could you tell Tamaki I'm sorry too? I shouldn't have reacted so harshly when you were just doing what you were told." You keep your voice low, now feeling embarrassed by how aggressive you were when you entered the building.

"Thank you for bringing them here. Just a bit longer and I'll come down to talk to the press." He assures him, giving him a tired smile before shutting the door again. He stands with his hand on the door looking at you for a few seconds. "We will talk about you not listening to me later. I shouldn't have to worry about the press tearing you apart to ask questions after dealing with a villain."

His tired body passes by you, slumping down in his desk chair, looking at the mess of bandaids and antiseptic gels. Grabbing a wet rag from a bowl of warm water, he rings it out. He looks into a small mirror and starts cleaning his face again. Guilt twists like a knife in your gut, and you move closer to his desk. "Can I help you? I was just so worried." Your voice feels small as you speak.

"Actually, I would love that." Sensing how bad you feel, he flashes you a quick smile, rolling his chair back to make space for you. Moving in front of him, you clear the mess of papers and sit down on top of his desk. Spreading your legs, you make space for him to slide between them to get closer to you again. He hands you the rag, still wet with hot water. Leaning forward, you let your body hover just above him.

You gently dab the cuts and scrapes littering his pale skin. His eyes fall closed, letting you clean the dirt from his face. Your free hand rests on his shoulder to stabilize yourself as you meticulously clean the bleeding areas. Switching to the gel, you carefully apply it to the deeper gashes. Once you are sure that everything has been cleaned, you press your lips to his. Not expecting the soft feeling of your mouth, his eyes open quickly.

"I'm sorry. I couldn't resist. Seeing you all beaten up scared me. I needed to know that you were still my Taishiro under these injuries." You set your hand on his cheek, your thumb brushing small strokes. You're careful not to rub against a bruise on his jaw. A large hand rests on yours.

"Hey. It's just a few bumps and bruises. Nothing changed. This happens from time to time. I shouldn't have worried you by sending that text then not reaching out when I got back to my office. I'm still getting used to having someone else worry about me." His golden eyes lock with yours, trying to give you comfort. "I just knew I wanted you far away from any danger. I didn't stop to think that you would be freaking out until you heard from me again."

"It's not your fault. I knew what I was in for when I started dating a pro hero. Now, I think I've gotten your face patched like it should be. Do you mind if I look at the rest of your body? I can see a nasty looking cut on your shoulder. Could you please take this off?" Your hands trail down the solid muscles of his chest, grabbing the rag and dipping a clean corner into the cooling water. He shrugs the tattered and torn remains of his jacket off, letting it fall to the floor to give you access to his torso. Even the undershirt he wore was barely intact enough to stay in his body. "I wish I knew it was that easy to get you out of your clothes." You say under your breath, only half aware that he can hear you.

"All you ever need to do is ask nicely. Please and thank you go a long way, my love." He flashes you his beautiful smile, attempting to hide the wince as you clean the deep cut. Reaching down, you set one of his hands on the fat of your thigh. "Huh? What are you doing?"

"Squeeze my thigh like a stress ball if it hurts too much. You don't need to pretend to be fine around me." You try to ignore the way his huge hand easily covers most of your plush thigh. Applying more pressure to his cut, you feel his fingers tentatively tighten, testing if he would hurt you. "That's it. I just need to apply a bandage, then I can clean the minor scrapes and you're all done." Pressing firmly on the wound to properly apply the bandage, he grips down tighter on your thigh. "Are you still doing ok?"

His knuckles go white from the grip he has on the fat of your thigh. "It doesn't hurt. But dammit. I wasn't expecting it to feel so good when I squeezed your body. You didn't even react." He forces his hand to relax, looking up to your face.

"I told you that you could use me as a stress ball. I've got a high pain tolerance." You keep your voice gentle to reassure him. He lifts his hand to run it through his messy hair. "Is everything ok?"

"I know we agreed to wait. But seeing you on my desk, leaning so close to me, telling me to use you as a stress ball... Well it's getting hard to resist you. All I can think about is pushing those soft thighs to your chest while I work you open on my cock." His face flushes red with embarrassment as he confesses. "I would never do that without your approval, but I don't want to keep it a secret how I feel about it or how badly I want you right now."

With the fear of his well being finally gone, you are able to take in the tent that had formed in his loose fitting hero pants. You couldn't deny you wanted him too. The thoughts had been creeping into your mind the entire time you had been cleaning him up, but you didn't want to take advantage of his shaken state of mind by throwing yourself at him. "Is this the best time? I mean you have all those people outside waiting for you. And your interns. I don't want to keep them waiting." Your voice comes out as ramblings, trying to rationalize this.

"The press will get bored soon enough. I can send a message to the boys telling them they can take the back exit and leave whenever they want. I never make them stay to talk to the press unless they want to. I don't want to overwhelm Suneater with that just yet. They won't be suspicious of anything." He explains, his face suddenly falling. "I'm not trying to pressure you into this. I just wanted to make sure you know those things won't be an issue."

Your throat feels dry as you try to speak. "Y-you want me? Right now, I mean. Even after getting injured? You must've used so much energy expelling all that fat. I would understand if you're not really in the mood." You continue rambling until two large hands grab your thighs and pull your ass to the edge of the desk.

"You're so cute when you ramble, but I'd much rather have your lips against mine." Your hands meet his broad chest as your body falls towards him. Leaning closer to you, his lips catch yours, tasting like sugar. You don't fight him, though you remain aware of where your hands are sitting so you don't irritate any of his injuries further. His hands fumble their way up your thighs, thick fingers hooking under the elastic of your lounge pants. "Lift up." He instructs against your lips, unable to bear to break the kiss any longer than the brief moment.

Tentatively, you lift your ass just enough for him to get the waistband of your pants around the curve of your ass. It takes effort to pull yourself away from the kiss, shallow pants leaving your kiss-swollen lips. Your skin starts to stick to the wooden surface of the desk as soon as it touches. It was in this moment, where you no longer had the material of your pants, when you remember you had been in such a rush to get here, you never put panties on. The slick from your cunt starts to puddle beneath you.

"You seem excited, and I haven't even taken my pants off. Though it's a good thing you're this wet. It'll make it easier for you to take me." His calloused thumbs rest on either side of your lips, spreading you open to give him a better view of your clit. The cool air sends a chill down your spine and you find it increasingly difficult to keep from fidgeting. One of his index fingers gathers your slick before easing its way to massage your deepest nerves. "That's it. Good job. Just relax for me and I'll make you feel so amazing." His voice is soft as he showers you with praises, his middle finger nudging against your entrance.

Your hands fall back to brace yourself on the desk, soft moans leaving your lips as your breathing becomes labored. His thumb circles around your clit, occasionally brushing over it directly to make your body jolt. When his ring finger breaches your slick wall, electric waves course through your body. He doesn't stop his movements, letting your pussy clench around his thick fingers. The hand that had been teasing your clit moves higher, pressing down lightly just above your pelvic bone through the fat of your stomach.

You don't have time to feel insecure as his fingers buried deep inside you curl up as if they were trying to touch his palm. The hand pushing down lightly adds even more stimulation to your g-spot, pressure building on your core. It doesn't take long before the pressure hits its peak and you feel as if you're going to bust.

"Tai~ you gotta stop. It's too much." You gasp out, trying to find the strength to push him away. A chuckle leaves his lips as his fingers quicken. His golden eyes focus on you, taking in the way you thrash around, begging for him to stop so you don't make a mess. Something unlocks within him and he can't help but imagine how pretty you would look crying from pleasure.

"Just let go. Stop holding back. I know you can do it for me, my pretty little one. You trust me, right?" He coos, only picking up the pace when you grab his wrist. Around his fingers, clear liquid gushes out, soaking his hand and the desk beneath you. He is reluctant to remove his hand, but he is too greedy and impatient. His head dives between your thighs, all previous injuries and exhaustion long gone as he laps up the taste of you. The sounds that leave your mouth are heaven to him, only encouraging him to ignore the hand tugging his hair in an attempt to separate him from your sensitive core.

It's not until your hand travels through his hair, brushing against a bandage that he pulls away. The pains from before slowly ebbing back to the front of his mind. Catching your breath, you sit up enough to look at him. Through his torn and tattered pants, you can see the obvious erection fighting to get freed. He sees where your attention has landed, and his face turns a deep shade of red.

"May I remove your pants?" You bat your lashes at him, seeing his slight hesitation. His large frame shifts nervously in his desk chair before letting his desires get the best of him. He finally nods and guides your smaller hands over his bulge. Just knowing it is you touching him is nearly enough to have his seed spilling into his clothing. You are delicate with everything you do, unzipping his pants and tugging them enough to free his leaking cock.

You were prepared for him to be large. Even in his thin form, he was over 220cm. But you were shocked by how pretty it was. His tip was a deep shade of red, matching the color on his face. Drops of precum leak out of his tip, allowing you to use it as lube as you pump the length slowly. The skin along his shaft felt so warm and soft in your hand. The tuft of blonde hair at the base was trimmed to keep it manageable, leading its way up to disappear under the remaining pieces of his shirt. Your head starts spinning and you release the breath you didn't realize you had been holding.

"Don't make me wait. I'm dying to feel myself buried inside you. I don't think I'll be able to last." He groans through gritted teeth, heels digging into the ground to keep from fucking into your small hand. "Your hands feel so good. I bet your pussy will feel addicting." The moans leaving his lips made it hard for you to stop. You just want to focus on the sounds he is making, and to feel him spill his seed in your hand. He can see it in your eyes that you don't plan on stopping, so he grips your wrist. He easily overpowers you, prying your hand off his twitching cock.

"No!" You look at him with your bottom lip jutting out. You were right there. Just a few more pumps and you would have felt the sticky cum you were desperate for. His hands grab your thighs and drags you off the desk so you fall in his lap.

"What are you whining for? I was the one with the denied orgasm." He lovingly teases you in an attempt to distract you from his large tip easing between your lips. Your eyes lock with his, and the golden eyes are hazy with need. Hooking your legs over the arms of the chair, he eases you down in him. "I'm going to push in now, ok sugar?"

It takes insane patience on his part, fighting the urge to slam into you, and fill you with his cum. You aren't sure how long it took, but eventually, your cunt is stretched wide around him. His tip kisses your cervix and you dare to look down. The sight between your legs was nearly enough to make you cum. Only half his shaft is able to squeeze inside you. Your slick drips down the rest of his length, making his lap wet.

"I... Oh fuck... I was so right about how good you feel. I don't think I'm going to last." His head falls back, bruised chest rising and falling rapidly. With his feet planted flat on the floor, he thrusts into you. You roll your hips slowly, already falling over the edge and clenching hard around him as you cum. Your orgasm triggers his, and you feel painfully full of his seed, pushing your stomach out. His shaking hands lift you off of him and place you back on the desk. Being moved away causes your stomach to drop and you reach out to him.

"Aw. Don't be like that, sugar. I'm not leaving you. But I do need to eat to regain my strength. And it just so happens that you can help with that. After all, cream pie is my favorite dessert." He winks up at you.

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lostinthewoods45 · 2 years

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✨Fandoms I'm Interested In✨

Agere Shows: baby loony toons, whinny the pooh, scooby doo, ninjago, the amazing world of gumball, blue's clues, bear in the big blue house, baby songs, pound puppies, strawberry shortcake, fairy odd parents, spongebob, my little pony, gravity falls, duck tails, care bears and pocoyo.

Regular Shows: jojo bizarre adventures, teen titans, stranger things, boco no hero academia, rick and morty, the office, disenchantment, death note, bojack horseman, diabolik lovers, black book, promsied neverland, black butler, agretsuko, little witch academia, shitt's creak, gakuen babysitters, law and order svu, sander sides, avatar the last. airbender, and big mouth

Agere Movies: brave, ponyo, lady and the tramp 1 & 2, lion king 1, 1 ½ & 2, encanto, luca, coco, toy story 1, 2, 3 & 4, the little mermaid 1 & 2, return to neverland, princess and the frog, fox and the hound, lilo and stitch, tangled, aristocats, the rescuers 1 & 2, hercules, treasure planet, tarzan, hunchback of notre domme, brother bear, a goofy movie, spirited away, arrietty, robin hood, up, inside out, wall-e, pete's dragon, beauty and the beast, howl's moving castle, my neighbor totoro, old yeller, whinny the pooh, frozen 1 & 2, disney african cats, oliver and company, kiki's delivery service and any animated batman movie.

Regular Movies: harry potter, avengers, hunger game, sweeny todd, six the musical, spider man, candy man, the birds, iron man, dr sleep, thor, captain america, black widow, captain marvel, black panther, endgame, infinity war, grave of fireflies, bounty hunter, my girl, us, get out, pursuit of happiness, hamilton, heathers, & anything from starkid enterprise.

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toru-oikawas-milkbread · 3 years

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The BNHA Characters Responding to you Butchering Their Name | Pt.1

Pairing: BNHA Characters x f!reader

Notes: I just got home from running errands which means that I have time to work on some writing! I’m going to work on some texting series things to make a couple more parts of series I currently have running, as well as more Asahi posts if I can, and then I’ll be working on some major stories :)

I hope you all enjoy this new MHA series! In this part I have: Midoriya, Todoroki, Bakugo, Kirishima, Denki, Iida, Shinso, Momo, Mina, and Hatsume! I’ve gotten a lot of comments on my butchering their name series on the Haikyuu end, so I hope that you all find these entertaining as well ❤️

If you want to check out my masterlist for the MHA texting series posts as I make them, you can follow {this link} to the page!

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quinnthemushroom · 2 years

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BNHA Headcannons || First Kiss

Hanta Sero

”Hey, mi corazón,” Sero purrs.

Every chance he gets, Sero likes to scare you by hanging from the ceiling with his tape. Watching Spider-man with him was a mistake.

“Come on, mi vida, isn’t it polite to kiss your hero?”

You give him the “are you serious” look and gently flick his nose.

“My love, you are so mean to me.” He sighs and starts pouting. His pout is quickly replaced by his usual smile as he gets down from the ceiling.

Sero naturally wants to give you all the time you need to have your first kiss but lately it’s been getting more difficult to not just hold you as tight as he could and kiss you until the sun rises. He sees the way you linger, you hesitate when you leave for the night. He wants to ask you to stay, to hold you close under a blanket and fall asleep with you, kiss you slowly until you guys fall asleep but his throat would get dry and he’d just walk you to your room, no words.

“C’mon Princessa, let’s get you back to your room.”

Sero takes your hand in his as you guys walk down the halls. The first time he walked you back it took you guys way too long, you guys got lost so many times you lost track. Sero made you laugh the whole way.

Now it’s silent, awkward. He spends the whole time scolding himself for not asking you to stay while you spend the whole walk working up the courage to ask him to stay.

The two of you make it back in record time and as Sero turns away to walk back he feels a tug on the side of his sleeve.

“Stay.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Hahaha okay!” He giggles.

Sero makes no effort to hide his smile as you turn around to open the door, his hand resting on your hip.

“Wanna watch another movie?”

You flick his nose and sit down on your bed, facing the television as you put on another movie. Sero is quick to lay down next to you, not too close in order to make sure you’re comfortable.

You, a bold one tonight, scoot over to lay on his chest. His smile widens as he puts his arm around your waist and holds you close.

“Can I kiss you?”

“What?”

“I want to kiss you, mi vida.”

You both flush, but you nod nonetheless.

“We need to do the spider-man pose-”

“No-”

“It’s iconic! Who has had their first kiss like that?”

“No one.”

“Exactly!”

You sigh and get up as he excitedly, stumbling over a blanket and making a dull thud as he hits the floor.

“I’m okay!”

The two of you laugh as he does his thing, turning upside-down. His hair hangs down as you run your hand through it. He closes his eyes contently and leans into your hand.

You shakily lean down and rest your lips on his, kissing him gently. He smiles hard, briefly breaking the kiss before kissing you more passionately. He uses one hand to hold your face and pull you closer. His lips are warm. So warm.

“I need to get down because the blood is rushing to my head even though it wants to rush... somewhere else.”

“Gross!”

“Hahaha!” Sero laughs as he gets down, as soon as he’s face-up again his lips are on yours. One arm is wrapped all the way around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest. His other hand is holding your face, keeping you close as his lips devour yours, leaving you breathless.

The arm around your waist pokes into your sides, tickling you and making you gasp. His tongue slips in exploring the inside of your mouth before gently caressing your own tongue.

Neither of you know how long you spend kissing but neither of you care. Feeling lightheaded, whether it was the lack or air or the passion of your kiss, neither of you knew.

He groans at the feeling of your tongue fighting against his and pulls away, the two of you feeling increasingly embarrassed by the string of saliva that connects the two of you as you gasp for air.

He gives you another peck on the lips before falling back on the bed, a dopey smile and red cheeks painting his face.

“Lay with me, mi corazón,” Sero says, grabbing your wrist and pulling you down on top of him, holding you tight.

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lilith-tokoyami · 2 years

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Bakugo x Fem Reader Being a Hero is Never Easy...

Summary: Bakugo being a top hero never got much time with his wife. After an accident with fighting a villain Bakugo is bed ridden for a few days with only his wife to take care of him. She finally got to spend time with him but at what cost.

Warnings: Slight Angst, Slight Smut, Swearing, Panic Attack

Being a top pro was never easy. You understood that better then most anyone, They were constantly out fighting villains and saving everyone around them. It was a busy schedule that left very little time for a personal life.

You hated your husbands schedule. Not because it was dangerous. You knew he could handle himself. But it was because you never got to see him. As much as he could be a pain in the ass you still loved him.

After all the two of you are married. On the day they wed Katsuki promised to always be there for you. You always secretly loved the little speech he made. But now it seemed like a bunch of lies. For the what fifth, sixth time in a row Katsuki canceled on a date. You had been planning that weekend off together for weeks.

You were heartbroken. Though you could never confront him though. How would you even go about that. “Hey I don’t want you to save people and spent time with me”. You felt selfish at the mere thought of asking him not to go into work. It seemed so silly but your husband was one of the best pros. He saved multiple lives a day. Taking even one day off was a big deal for him.

You could feel tears prick at your eyes. No matter how strong anyone may be it is nice to feel loved once in a while. All you wanted was to spend time with him. You were so desperate you even begged even the stars to get some time with him. And your wish would be granted. But not in the way you would hope.

It was like any other day and you were just doing some chores around the house when you had gotten a call. It was from Kirishima. Her husband’s best friend. Katsuki had been beaten by a group of villains with some deadly quirks. He was in the hospital. From the way things sounded it wasn’t good.

You ran into the hospital and into the room your husband was staying in. You glanced down at his weak frame laying in the bed. He looked so defeated. So fragile. As if he would break from a wrong look.

You took his hand in yours. Begging he would be okay. You didn’t want him to be hurt. You prayed he would be okay. Tsk. Dumbass. Stop your crying.... I am fine..

You glanced up at him as fast as your head would let you.

I am so glad you are okay.

You couldn't help but hug him tightly. You noticed how he winced when you did.

When am I not... Idiot.

Any other day you would find some witty thing to say back but you was just glad he was alive. Although he had multiple broken bones and stitches that he had received from the fight.

It took some time for him to be released from the hospital. But he was being forced to stay home in bed until he fully recovered.

Hey shitty woman... Stop hogging all of the blankets.

Shut up Kat. I am not.

The two of you argued back and forth about the most stupid things.

Yup. This is what you wished apon a star to get. Yet even with the constant flow of insults you are still happy. You missed him.

You leaned into his side taking in his carmal like scent.

If you wanted attention you could have just said so...

As much as Katsuki hated to admit it he had the biggest soft spot for you. He really loved those moments when you could just cuddle and hold each other close.

The next morning here you were having to do everything for him per doctors orders. He wasn’t allowed to get out of bed for anything. You cursed the stars under your breath. This is certainly not what you wanted.

You had to do everything. Feed him, Help him get up to go to the bathroom, You even had to help bathe him. To add insult to injury you weren’t even allowed to have sex with him while he was stuck in bed. The doctors thought it may open up the stitches if there was to much movement.

Everything was becoming to much for you. It was hard to even take care of yourself some days and now you had to take care of your angry husband, Although he was married to you that didn’t stop him from being an ass.

Hey dumbass I am starving!

You could hear his shouting all the way from the other end of the house. It killed you.

I heard you Katsuki! Shut up I am working on it!

You brought up some spicy curry knowing it was his favorite. And Katsuki being the stubborn man he is felt the need to insult it.

This is some gross fucking curry. Have you learned nothing from watching me cook?

Maybe next time I will let you starve then.

You snapped a little and walked out of the room. Katsuki just shrugged it off.

To be fair he didn’t mean it in all that aggressive way though you didn’t see it that way. You thought he genuinely hated the food. He honestly loved it. He just was to stuck up to admit that.

Another instant of his insufferable behavior was the next day when you were helping him out of bed and all he could do was yell and yell about how you weren’t helping him. Basically saying you were being useless.

Still you held your tongue. You knew he was hurt and you didn’t want to put him through any unneeded stress.

This kept up for a few days. Yelling back and forth. Katsuki insulting you and everything you are doing for HIM. Eventually you had enough. You screamed at him telling him everything you’ve been feeling and thinking.

I don’t even know why I married you anymore. I begged for you to come home and when I finally get you all to myself you are just constantly yelling at me and insulting all of the hard work I’ve been doing. You complain about the food I make you. You complain about the house which I Have to clean by MYSELF. You complain about the way I do everything. Nothing I do is good enough! I can’t take it anymore!

He got quiet for a moment.

Y/N-

You stormed out of the room before he could even try to explain. It was all so overwhelming. You just ran somewhere random in the house. Your back slid down the wall as the tears fell down your cheeks.

You felt yourself start to hyperventilating. You were so stressed. You aggressively clawed at your head as if pain was the solution to calm yourself down. You were having a panic attack.

You heard movement next to you and you looked up with teary eyes to see your husband staring down at you.

Yeah I know what the doctor said about getting up... I don’t give a fuck though. Not when you are like this... Look- I am sorry about how I was acting. I know I’ve been a pain in the ass lately. I’ve been stressed the fuck out. I just hate seeing you like this.

He grabbed your hand and prevented you from scratching at your skin anymore. He noticed how much you were shaking.

Fuck- I am the biggest asshole..

He spoke to himself. It pained him to see you so upset. He just knew he needed to make things right.

He leaned in and kissed you. You felt your body start to calm down at the gentle and much needed affection. He pulled you closer and you melted into him. Hoping that moment doesn’t end.

The kiss which started off sweet turned hungry and lustful quickly. After weeks and maybe even months of not being able to touch the other the both of you were desperate for some time together.

He bite your lip and slipped his tongue into your mouth. You found your way on top of him grinding into him. You let out little moans and whines at the delicious friction you were getting.

Screw doctors orders. You wanted him. You needed him. So you had him. All of him.

#bnha katsuki x reader #katsuki #bakugo #bakugo x y/n #bakugo x female reader #katuski x yn #katsuki x reader #bakugo x reader #my hero academia #mha #bnha #boco no hero academia #katsuki bakugo #bakugo fluff

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ravesinthesky · 3 years

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Happy August 9th, aka BakuDeku Day!!! 💚🧡🥦💥 (08/09)

Collab: Sketch by @sassphie

#bakudeku #bkdk #august 9th #bakudeku day #bakugou katsuki #izuku midoriya #mha #my hero academia #boco no hero academia #my art #ravesinthesky #decchan #Deku #Kacchan

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professional-binge-watcher · 3 years

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And still not done find more under the '#mha cards against humanity' tag

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bluepancakes667 · 3 years

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Hey everyone I haven’t finished the two others in the piece yet but I couldn’t stop myself so here’s the first AU that really caught my attention...

mentor Stain AU!

#my hero academia #mha #boco no hero academia #bnha #deku #izuku midoriya #bnha art #mha art #bnha deku #bnha izuku #mha izuku #mha deku #mha midoriya #bnha midoriya #mha izuku midoriya #bnha izuku midoriya #vigilante deku #vigilante izuku #vigilante midoriya

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shockinglysubmissive · 1 year

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Confront Your Demons

For @nymphoheretic Confess your sins Collab.

Father!Touya x Father!Keigo x Fem!Reader

Warnings: blasphemy, sacrilege, non-con/abuse of power, use of 'Master', corruption, god complex, face smacking, body inspection, face fucking, unprotected sex, degradation, threesome,

Word count: 3.1k

You enter the small confession booth, signing the cross and taking a deep breath. "Bless me father, for I have sinned. It has been 2 months since my last confession." Your voice shakes slightly, hearing the breathing of the man next to you.

"What are you here to confess?" He asks, and from the voice alone, you are able to tell it belongs to one of the people causing you to sin. Father Keigo.

"I haven't been to mass in the last month. I have been skipping it willingly to avoid impure thoughts from coming back." You confess, hands fidgeting and picking at hang nails.

"Impure thoughts? Are you able to elaborate on that so we can get to the root of them?" He asks, voice soft and full of compassion.

"Since the new priests have started, I have not been able to keep my mind from wandering to dark places involving the two of them. I have been imagining them in ways that are shameful." You admit, cheeks burning hot as you admit it to one of the men you have been having these thoughts about.

"Say 10 Hail Mary's, and I would also advise you to come back to mass. God is the only one who will be able to show you the light to guide you away from the demons." Father Keigo advises, his voice soothing your anxiety.

''The pretty girl who used to sit in the front row confessed to wanting us both, and you didn't jump at the chance?" Father Touya questions later that night.

"That behavior is the exact reason why we had to be relocated. I actually like it here, and would like to stay. I am just glad I am the one who handled confessions this week, and not you. Who knows what kind of mess we would be in if you had been the one sitting on the other side of the wall from her." Father Keigo scolds, crossing his arms and looking up at the slightly taller man.

"Get off that high horse. You know you secretly want the same things I do. I am just not afraid to face my demons head on, while you like to run from them. Hail Mary's aren't going to fix her horny thoughts. If God didn't want people to get horny, he would have removed that desire from us humans. I think we should stop suppressing these feelings we were gifted, and embrace them. God made us all perfectly, right? And he made us all with this ability to get turned on. So it can't be a bad thing." Father Touya laughs, watching the way his companion squirms uncomfortably.

"The devil is the one creating those thoughts. They aren't right." He shakes his head, frowning as the cognitive dissonance starts creeping its way into his mind.

"Whatever you say Father Keigo. But that isn't what you were saying last time when I had you cumming on my cock." He shrugs, already concocting a trap for his week running the confession booth.

Only a week had passed, and you were heading back to confessions for the same sin. During mass, you couldn't keep your eyes off the veins in Father Kegio's hands, wondering how they would look roaming your body. Or how holy and pure Father Touya looked, with his snow white hair, and piercing blue eyes, how he was the most beautiful person you had seen. You couldn't focus on what scriptures were being read as your mind wandered to all the places the three of you could sneak off to for alone time.

Finally, it was your turn in the confession booth, and as you sign the cross, your senses are flooded with an intoxicating scent. The way Father Touya smells. "B-bless me Father, for I have sinned. It has been... um... one week since my last confession." You stammer out, unsure if you can confess to him how you have been fantasizing about him.

“What sins have you committed?” Father Touya asks, far less formal than his counterpart.

“I have been having impure thoughts. And I am unsure of how to get rid of them. I tried praying, and distancing myself from the people I have been having these thoughts about. I tried confessing last week. But the thoughts only seem to be getting more… intense.” You confess, chewing the inside of your cheek as you wait for him to ask if there is more.

“Ah… seems like this demon has a strong hold on you. We might need to try some… unorthodox methods to help you. Private sessions to really confront what is making you have these thoughts. How does that sound?” He asks.

All logic is screaming no, but the lust clouds your logic quickly. He is the Father here. He only has your best interest at heart, right? He only wants to lead you back into the light, and away from temptation, right?

“You would be willing to do that, for me?” You ask, not caring if this breaks the rules of confession.

“Of course, I chose this life to bring the light to all those in need. Let me help you. Father Keigo and I will ensure that you face this demon, and return to the light with us. We will not let you stray into the darkness alone.” He assures you.

From the otherside of the wall, you are unable to see the twisted and wicked grin on the face of the white haired man.

“I accept. When will we have the first private session?” You ask, legs squeezing together at the thought of being alone with the two.

“How does tonight, after confessions, sound? We want to get started right away to help you.” He says, voice dripping with false compassion, only wanting to help himself. Since the first time his eyes met yours, he dreamed about the way you would look crying for him, pupils blown out with lust as he fucks you on every pew. The thought of your cum soaking the seats that all the pretentious stick-in-the-mud’s sit in every week makes his cock throb.

“That sounds wonderful. Thank you Father.” Your voice sounds like a choir of angels to him.

You pace around the empty lot across the street from your church, watching the final members leave. Impatience builds as the older members linger and chat for what feels like hours. When the last car leaves, you make your way to the old building, skipping in without being seen.

"Discard your clothes. Shed them like you want to shed the thoughts your God deems shameful." Father Touya instructs, leaning against the pew closest to you. "Make it fast, I don't like repeating myself, little lamb." His piercing blue eyes make your hands clam up, and you fumble with the buttons on your blouse.

"Keigo. Help her. It's a bit pathetic how nervous she is already." He rolls his eyes in mild annoyance at your nerves.

"I don't know if she's ready to confront her demons. Seems pretty scared. Maybe we should stop." Keigo defends you, setting a hand gently on your shoulder.

The pew creaks as Father Touya straightens up, striding over to the other man and grabbing his robes. He leans in close, ensuring the words he will speak stays between the two of them.

"We talked about this. You're either gonna help me fuck my little lamb, or I'm going to make you my dumb bitch, again." Father Touya growls in his ear, the hand not grabbing the robes reaching down to grab his slowly hardening cock. Smirking feeling the way his body reacts to him so easily, he steps back.

"Strip. It's time you be brave and face this." Father Keigo says simply, tearing your blouse and sending buttons flying.

He wastes no more time in removing your clothes, tearing whatever wouldn't remove easily. You are helpless to do anything beyond shrugging off the tattered fabric and leaving yourself exposed to the intense stare of Father Touya.

Father Touya revels in the power, watching his soon to be loyal servants obey him. How despite your fear and anxiety, you aren't leaving. You want this just as bad as he does.

You feel a mixture of shame and relief as Father Touya turns his back to you. Your arms wrap around yourself in an attempt to hide your body, fearing he didn't like what he was seeing. A loud thud causes you to jump, all previous thoughts leaving your mind. Father Touya dropping the kneeling pad on one of the pews has you interested in what he's planning.

"Come here little lamb." Father Touya's voice is firm, leaving you no room to argue or refuse. Your legs are moving towards the pew before your brain has time to figure out what he has in store for you.

You are pushed to kneel on the pad, your upper body draped over the back of the pew in front of you, and your hands resting on the seat to relieve the discomfort of the position. Any dignity you had held on to was gone as Father Touya lifts your hips higher, your knees barely on the kneeling pads. Almost all of your weight was balanced on the back of the pew, which was digging into your abdomen. Ass lifted high in the air, you can feel the soft breaths on your skin as he kneels behind you.

"Interesting. You shaved this pussy just for me." Father Touya presses a warm palm to your bare core. The tone in his voice made it seem as if he was talking to himself, and not to you. "Real pretty. Sensitive too." He speaks in a low voice as Father Keigo steps next to him. Your body reacts to the subtle sensation of his palm against you, a slight pulsing starting within you.

A faint whine leaves your lips as he removes his hand, a thin string of your slick connecting you both for a moment. You aren't even given the chance to speak, a tutting sound stopping any words from leaving your lips.

"What are you whining for? I haven't done anything yet. This is just checking to see how ready you are. And fuck. Looks like you're more than ready to hold my cock. Might even be ready to be my cumslut." Father Touya smirks, tapping your clit lightly and watching the way you squirm for him. Your head falls forward, trying to hide the way your face heats up at his words. "Keigo. Get in front of her. Don't let her hide." He says simply.

Keigo tangles his hand in your hair, lifting your head up to meet his gaze. "Can't face your demons hiding like that, don't worry. I'm right here." He says simply, giving you a soft smile.

"'m sorry Father..." You say in a small voice, trying to hold his eye contact as Father Touya shuffles behind you, removing his robes and unzipping his pants. You can't see him, but based on how heavy his cock feels while resting against your ass, you can tell he is big.

Father Touya presses his tip against you, groaning at the way you tighten around him the moment he enters you. You fight with yourself, wanting to both run away and save your purity, and to finally live the dreams you've been having.

"This what you wanted little lamb? All those fantasies your God told you to feel guilty for, is this one of them?" Father Touya asks, leaving no time for you to respond before pushing deeper into you. "Can't really be that wrong if it feels so good, now can it? Maybe your God is the one who is wrong. This pussy feels too good. This has to be heaven."

The stretch of his cock burns. You don't have the ability to answer. It hurts. But you don't want him to stop. You want to hear him praise you even more.

"Tell me. What is it that you dreamed about?" Father Touya lifts you up to press your back against his chest, burying himself fully into you, his tip kissing your cervix.

"It's embarrassing... God wouldn't approve of it..." Your voice cracks slightly as he settles deep inside you and not moving.

"You can't overcome your demons if you keep denying them." Father Keigo says simply, stepping forward to press his newly exposed chest against yours.

Father Touya gives no warning before pulling back and snapping quickly back into you, a loud moan falling from your lips and echoing through the empty room.

"Can't be more embarrassing than moaning like a whore in the middle of a church." He growls in your ear, hips shifting trying to find the spot inside you that makes your toes curl. His lips twist into a smile when your whole body shudders when he hits the spongy spot he was looking for.

"I want your cum. Both of you. In me. On me. I don't care. I just want it however I can have it." You beg, taking your bottom lip between your teeth before guilt over comes you. "God will never forgive me. This is wrong. I'm going to hell." Your voice shakes, both with guilt and from the way Father Touya targets your sweet spot.

His cock pumps in and out of you with no remorse, the burning sensation fading quickly as your body begins to adjust to him. Maybe he was right, though. The way he was making you feel, how could any God make this a sin? This was the closest to God you have ever felt.

"Forget your old God. I'm your new God. Worship me. Praise the ground I walk on and I'll give your life meaning. Could your old God fill you with this much pleasure?" Father Touya grips your throat, slamming his hips harder against yours, pushing your body against Father Keigo.

"N-no father- ow!" Your eyes fly open as Father Keigo lands a solid slap to your face, bottom lip trembling from the stinging sensation spreading across your cheek. You were more shocked than anything, not expecting Father Keigo to strike you in such a way.

"You will address him correctly. He is your God. You will respect him as such." His long fingers grip your cheek and shove your head to turn and face the man currently fucking your cunt as if he really had made it just for himself. "Apologize to your God. Beg your master for forgiveness, bitch." He leans closer to your ear, nipping lightly at the shell of it.

"I'm sorry master, please forgive me." You try to see his face, your eyes and lips both pleading to be forgiven by the man... no... the god, your god, behind you.

"Mm... Master... I like the sound of that. Good job thinking of the Keigo. I say we give this little lamb here exactly what she was asking for moments ago." Touya slows his assault on your insides to pushes you forward. Leaning over the pew again, your face falls inches away from Keigo's groin.

Holding yourself up on your hands, you wiggle in frustration from the loss of stimulation.

"I don't know what I'm doing..." You admit, looking up at Keigo. His gentle smile falters slightly into a smirk.

"Well of course you don't. How about I show you just how I like it?" He asks, not waiting for you to answer before pulling himself from his pants and tapping his leaking tip against your lips.

Opening your mouth, you allow him to push into your mouth until he causes you to gag. Your head jerks back on reflex, but Touya's hand presses you further into Keigo's crotch, forcing him down your throat until your nose meet the curly blonde hair.

"Don't try to run from him. This is what you wanted after all. You won't get our cum unless you put in a bit of work." Touya says simply, dragging his cock agonizingly slow inside you. His slow movements easing you right to the edge of orgasm, but not enough to send you over.

Your gagging and choking continues before Keigo's hands replace Touya's. He allows you to pull back just enough to swallow a few gulps of air before fucking your throat.

You tighten hard around Touya, trying to convince him to speed up, but instead he buries himself in you, his balls settling against your swollen clit. Without the friction keeping you on the edge, you feel your orgasm fading away. A broken sob works its way around Keigo's shaft, sending vibrations all through his body.

"Whatever you are doing, don't stop. She feels amazing whining around me." Keigo groans out, sloppy thrusts causing a mixture of his precum and your drool to spill down onto the pew below you.

"Yeah? I think I can keep her whining." Touya smirks, pulling all but his tip from your messy hole.

Feeling empty was awful. Your body quickly becomes addicted to feeling full of your Master. Desperate sobs fall from your lips, but the sound is covered by the moans of Keigo as he fucks your throat with no remorse.

Behind you, you can feel Touya's hand brushing your lips as he strokes his shaft, not wanting his own orgasm to fade.

"Don't think I can last much longer. I need to fill my pussy with cum." Touya grunts out, hips bucking back into you as his cock twitches. Your body pushes back against him, silently begging for him to coat your insides.

A few more snaps of his hips, and Touya is cumming inside you, his tip nuzzled right against your cervix as he does. It is a strange, but pleasant feeling of being so full, your mind going blank. A rough finger presses against your clit, rubbing tight circles as your hips jerk in response.

"Think I am going to paints your pretty face." Keigo grunts out, pulling away just as ropes of cum shoot from his tip, covering your lips. Coming down from his high, he leans back against one of the pews.

Touya adjusts the pressure on your clit, and over the edge you fall, body giving out and collapsing against the pew. He doesn't stop until your legs are twitching, finally content. He stands up, moving to take his place next to Keigo in front of you.

"She really looks good like this. I think she should pray to her god just like this all the time. With one of our cum on her face, her brain spilling out between her thighs." Keigo says softly, watching in amusement as you struggle to regain thoughts.

Touya lifts your chin and gives you his first real smile. "We will take such good care of you, little lamb." He says softly.

Looking up at the two men, it becomes painfully clear. The bible had to be wrong about Satan being the most beautiful angel. You were staring at two who were far more beautiful.

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