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Murphy's Law | Alpha! I. Midoriya

A/N: This has been sitting incomplete in my drafts for months because I lost interest but the beginning was cute and I didn't want it to go to waste so I wrote some shitty smut just cause, yeah. read it if you want I don't really care ☹️

TW! ABO dynamics, ProHero/Aged Up, Alpha!Deku, Omega! Reader, Clumsy Reader, Accident Prone reader, condescending deku, reader is attacked and deku saves her, yandere deku if you squint, strangers to lovers, vaginal fingering, marking, not proof read poorly written 💔

18+ NSFW Content| MDNI

Murphy’s Law, in its simplest form, claims that “anything that can go wrong, will go wrong. In other words—you were a walking fucking disaster. 

Absolutely accident-prone. Wherever you went, chaos followed. It had been that way your whole life. You’d labeled yourself as a “clutz” thanking God that you were lucky enough to never get seriously hurt from your negligence, but it seemed that your luck was running out.

The chill of the night air did nothing to quell the sweat beading from your flesh. Brisk wind nipped at your skin, exacerbating the potent stench of a frightened omega. Yes, you were clumsy and, at times, forgetful but you always remembered to wear your blockers! 

It was just a crazy morning, and you were running late, and you assumed that it would be fine because you lived so close to the restaurant. But you didn’t expect the place to be so busy, or for your boss to have you stay an extra hour. Then two. Then four. And before you knew it you were doing a double closing shift because you were the only one available. Poor unlucky you.

That lack of luck continued when you begrudgingly passed a rowdy pack of males that were congregating outside of a liquor store. You ignored their whistles and lewd comments, clutching your bag and picking up the pace. Most of the men shrugged it off, calling you a tease or a “stuck up bitch”, but one pair of lustful eyes lingered—the same pair that were getting dangerously close. Just a few more strides and—

“Caught ‘ya!”, he growled. 

The fowl stench of alcohol mixed with the alpha’s licorice like musk made your stomach lurch. You struggled in his grasp, screaming, flailing your arms and kicking wildly until you landed a good hit on your assailant who didn’t appreciate it at all. 

“Stupid bitch” he grunts, wrapping his hands around your strands and bashing your head against the brick wall. Pain blooms in your skull and you feel yourself quickly losing consciousness but before darkness consumed you—you don’t miss the emergence of an earthy aroma soured with anger followed by a blur of green. 

Then nothing. 

A scent reminiscent of lush forest meadows and the sound of light tapping and beeping pulls you from your slumber. It was a welcomed change from the potent odor emitting from that feral alpha last night. The memory overcomes any lingering drowsiness, and you bolt upright. 

The tapping stops.

The sudden movement proved un-advantageous. Bile rose in your throat with dark spots clouding your vision. A figure emerges from the corner of the dimly lit room reaching your side in a fraction of a second. His scarred hand holds a basin to your face, and you ungraciously empty the contents of your stomach. It’s painful and unsightly. You search for something to ground yourself settling for his thick wrist while you sob and dry heave over the container. 

“Hey, it’s okay.” His voice was soft and soothing, but still held confidence. “I am here”.  Soft purrs rumbled from the alpha’s chest, while you retched beside him. Moments later, the alpha placed the basin on the bedside table and brought a damp towel to your face. Gently, he cleaned your face. It wasn’t until the cloth left your skin that your eyes fluttered open settling on the stranger. 

A gorgeous set of gemstone visionaries met your own. Sparkling with warmth and a hint of mischief and slightly covered by forest green strands from his messy undercut. Plush pink lips were pulled a slight smirk, highlighting the trademark dusting of freckles on his nose and cheeks. 

“You’re… You’re— Deku” he finished for you, flashing a close-eyed smile. “And you’re (Y/N) (L/N), recessive omega, correct?” 

You blinked. “I- yes … How did you—

“Well, you dropped your purse during the attack, and I got your name from your ID card. As for your second gender, sweetheart a beta would smell you even with all the suppressants they have you on. What happened to your blockers?”

An inexplicable feeling of shame was brought on by his furrowed brow and sudden condescending tone.

“I didn’t take them this morning… I forgot”, you tried to look anywhere but his face. You could feel the disapproval in his stare.

The alpha shook his head and frowned.

“That was extremely reckless. An unmarked omega with a scent as strong as yours should never leave the house without some form of suppressant.” He paused, leaning forward to sniff your hair. “Do you not have a partner or anyone to check on you?” 

 Your face felt extremely hot as you shook your head “no”.

“I see...” he continued with a smirk, “Do I need to inform the nurse that you lack a babysitter?” 

“A b-babysitter!?!? I don’t need a—I’m not a baby!” you sputtered, gaping at the large man. He brought a finger to your chin and closed your mouth, earning a cute squeak at the contact. “Oh? But big girls wouldn’t forget to take their blockers, especially if they’re going to be out so late. Do you understand what could’ve happened if I wasn’t patrolling the area?”

“Yes but—

“So, you knew better but still didn’t do better. That doesn’t sound like an adult thing to do.” He cooed; lips upturned to mimic your pout.

“No!” you snapped, ignoring the Pro-Hero’s raised brow. “That’s not it! I never usually forget, it was just a busy morning and I live close to my job, so I didn’t think it be a big deal but then my boss kept asking me to stay and it got later and later, and—

“So, what you’re telling me is that you’re not only forgetful but a pushover as well?” He stated matter-of-factly.

“Wha— y-you’re mean”

 Izuku wouldn’t admit it, but he loved the way your bottom lip trembled and your eyes watered due to his words. You looked like a defiant child. Absolutely helpless and in need of a caretaker. A hero. 

“I’m sorry, love. I didn’t mean to hurt your little feelings, but it’s my job as a hero to make sure that people are safe. Don’t you not want me to do my job?”

More guilt. Here was the number 1 hero trying to ensure your safety, but you were acting like a little brat. Maybe you aren’t a “big girl”.

“m’sorry” your voice was small, but he obviously heard you, humming for you to continue. “I didn’t mean to sound rude. It’s just that I have really bad luck and it’s frustrating that I always get in these positions. Thank you for saving me though, Mr. Deku”.

That’s interesting, he thought, hoping you’d elaborate on what you meant by “bad luck” but when you didn’t continue, he just smiled.

“Just doing my job!”.

A few weeks have passed, and things progressed normally. Izuku found himself thinking of you from time to time but it’s fleeting. He’ll catch himself visualizing those pouty lips upturned into a frown as he scolded you and sometimes, he imagined your deliciously sweet scent. Like right now, as he patrolled the streets his senses were suddenly flooded with your delicate saccharine aroma. It was a welcomed distraction from the repetition of his route since things had been slow today. His inner alpha grew restless from the blossoming scent that seemed to get stronger and stronger.

The observant hero scanned the area but saw no immediate signs of you. It wasn’t until he closed his eyes and inhaled deeply that he realized that you were two streets over in the college district, so he started to head in your direction. Your scent wasn’t as potent as it was during your first encounter, a sign that you’d remembered your blockers, but it would be impossible for him to miss since it was embedded in his mind. 

Turning the corner, he saw you frantically running up the sidewalk towards one of the university buildings. A report folder was clutched in your fingers with your bag propped haphazardly on your shoulder. It was apparent that you were a student and running late. You babbled frantically into the phone that was balanced between your ear and shoulder, so engrossed in the conversation that you didn’t notice a speeding car until it was blaring its horn after you walked into the streets without looking. You stared at the vehicle like a deer in headlights, unable to do anything but accept your doom. But then electricity crackled in the air, and you were whirled to the safety of the university stairs. 

“We’ve got to stop meeting like this”, the hero smirked down at you. It was comical watching the little gears turning in your head realizing that Deku had saved your life yet again. There wasn’t much time to admire him in the hospital but right now you were close enough to count each freckle in the diamond formation on his cheeks. He was so handsome. And it felt so good in his arms. So safe. 

“I— You were interrupted by the ringing of your phone. “Shit!” you cursed, pushing off the hero and running towards the doors. “Thanks, Mr. Deku!

“And then there was one” Deku muttered, slightly pissed at your rudeness. This was the second time he’d saved your life. Where was your gratitude? Entitled brat, he thought. What he wouldn’t give for a chance to correct your behavior. 

A week later, incognito Deku was heading out to enjoy the day. It was his first off day in weeks, and he decided to treat himself to a nice meal. He decided on a western style café/bakery that Kirishima had recommended a few weeks ago. Upon entering, he was immediately met with your confectionary scent. Izuku remembered that you worked at a restaurant and since you weren’t Japanese, he assumed that this was your place of employment. 

Izuku approached the dining counter, waiting to be served, and was pleasantly surprised when you came from the back to take his order. 

“Welcome! What can I get started for you today?” you chirped sweetly. 

“Hmm—a proper thanks would be nice”. You stilled at the familiarity of the voice, squinting at the unknown patron. Izuku pulled his mask down revealing his familiar array of freckles and pretty plump lips. “Its you” you smiled, leaning forward with your elbows against the counter. The action presented your exposed cleavage nicely and Izuku found himself licking his lips. “It’s me” he rasped, eyes traveling between your chest and face. 

The action did not go unnoticed, but you chose not to comment. Probably just a coincidence, you naively thought.

“Well, thanks for saving my life twice, Mr. Deku” you whispered his hero name with a coy smile playing on your glossy lips. It sounded so sweet.  “It was my pleasure, (y/n)” he whispered your name in a similar fashion while taking your hand in his larger one and running his thumb over your wrist, and you visibly shivered at the contact.

“s-so” you stammered, pulling your hand to wipe against your apron, “what would you like?” 

You he wanted to say but you were already flustered. He hummed and tapped his cheek, “I have a taste for something sweet.” His eyes dipped back to your cleavage, and he licked his lips. “Any suggestions?”

Now you definitely weren’t imagining that. 

“U-um well, w-we have lots of desserts, l bake some of them”.

 That piqued his interest. 

“Oh?” he asked, and you nodded. “Mmhmm, it’s a hobby of mines and my boss lets me try out different recipes. Today’s special is Strawberry Rhubarb pie but with a twist!” you declared proudly. “A twist you say?” he mused, leaning over the counter and reveling in your giddiness. You leaned forward and put your lips close to his ear, covering your mouth with your hand. “I add a sprig of mint for freshness” you whisper, tickling the shell of his ear. “It’s my secret ingredient”.

Fuck you were adorable. All excited like a child presenting a new skill to their parent. It took a lot of willpower to stop his cock from straining against his jeans, but he managed. 

Deku leaned back with a smirk, “Well then, it’s settled. I’m gonna have a taste of your little pie”.

Three slices of pie and a pitcher of coffee later Deku had learned that you were an international student at the university’s business school and had dreams of owning a restaurant one day. You’d also disclosed that you didn’t really enjoy your job, but you didn’t have any financial support. Pretty much helpless and alone, forced to work a crappy job so you wouldn’t get kicked out of your even crappier apartment. On a lighter note, you told him some of the things that you were into, and he found that you two had a lot of common interests. It was a pleasant surprise that you were a bit of a “fan girl” and he happened to be your favorite. 

“Like it’s just my luck that I meet my all-time favorite person while I’m moments away from death”.

Midoriya frowned when you told him of all the different mishaps you’d gotten into the past few weeks. He counted 23 times that could’ve resulted in serious bodily injury or worse. The alpha wanted to just put you in a little bubble and keep you safe from yourself. 

“Have you ever thought about— oh shit”! 

Somehow, you’d managed to trip over air and spilled the pitcher of coffee on his hand as you were going for a refill. 

“Oh! Ohmygodimsosorry!” You scrambled to wipe his hands clean but ended up spilling more on his pants. The situation was quickly becoming a spectacle, customers snickering, and passersby pointed through the windows. You were so embarrassed and could feel yourself unraveling. 

The kitchen door slammed open and out walked your supervisor. He was fuming. Throwing out a string of curses before his eyes even landed on you. Tears welled in your eyes as you braced yourself for the routine berating that you’d get every time you messed up during your shift.

“You useless fucking omega!” He seethed, “Can’t do anything right. What are you good for besides laying on your back?”

Midoriya was furious and was itching to use black whip and yank out his weak beta fangs one by one, but he noticed the change in your scent and saw the way your body shook in fear and shame. He was on you in an instant. Pulling you against his chest and releasing calming pheromones. His hood came off in the process making the crowd gasp when they saw his green curls.

Long story short— he broke your ex-supervisor’s hand, told him you quit, and carried you bridal style all the way to his home. He explained that you would never be setting foot in that place again and that he’d be taking care of you from now own. When you tried to protest between sniffles, he just shushed you and pressed your face closer to his chest. 

You were now sitting in the bathtub while Deku rinsed conditioner from your freshly detangled hair. Izuku kneeled behind the tub with his chin resting on your shoulder. He was content. Humming softly as the pads of his fingers traced your skin. Neither of you spoke. His hands felt so good on your skin—it was easy to just “let go” like he suggested when he first undressed you. Your heavy eyes had shut at some point but fluttered open when his hand ventured down to part your thighs.

Izuku nuzzled against your neck just as his fingers slipped through your sticky folds to circle your clit. Soft kisses pressed against your skin left a burning trail down to your scent glands. His tongue rolled against the flesh eliciting needy whimpers and whines. You bared your neck—encouraging his musings, gasping when sharp fangs began to prick your skin. The hero chuckled darkly loving the way you melted for him. So pliant. So perfect. 

“Being so good for me right. So good. Spread those legs a little more, that’s right. So pretty” He cooed sweetly, “Love takin’ care of you like this. You like it too, don’t you baby?” A particularly lewd moan was the only response you could muster given the fact that he’d just slipped a thick digit in your needy hole. “ ‘course y’do, bunny. ooo—you got so t-tight just then. Wanna be my little bunny?” Izuku suckled at your glands sending your omega into a frenzy. She was screaming, crying, desperate for him. You wanted him so bad that you could taste it. “Please ‘zuku. Wan’ it back. Need it, Alpha” you hiccuped, grinding your cunt against the heel of his hand. “Want it all. Wanna cum. Wan’ your cock. Wanna be yours, mark me please al-ahhh~~

Sharp fangs pierced your skin immediately sending you over the edge. Izuku suckled at the mark, prolonging your climax. Your body eventually settled in the pink tinged water, exhausted. Your eyes fluttered shut but you felt something hard prodding at your lips.

“Say ahh, bunny”.

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*sips wine and whines* can I just get fucked stupid like this?! Please 🙏 daddy please 🙏 🥺 God please!!

Netflix & Willy’s Down

Honey’s Masterlist

↬ Pairing:Mirio Togata x Black Female Reader x Tamaki Amajiki

↬ Warning:NSFW,18+,Minors DNI

↬ Disclaimer:Threesome,Rim,Oral,Anal,Split Roast,Tentacles,Praise,Creampie,Dumbification,

Cervix Kissing,Handjob,Double Penetration,Throat Fucking,Light Impact Play,M/F/M

↬ Word count:1.5k

Note:Thanks @daisy-bakugo for creating this collaboration & congratulations on 1k! I think I’ve outdid myself with this one lmao but who knows.

The Pornscape Collab [ MDNI ]

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Saturday Nights was Movie Marathon Night with Mirio,Tamaki,Nejire and little ole you were y’all watch bad movies and pig out until y’all fell asleep just to get ready the next day for work.

Every Saturday night event was held either between the boys' shared apartment or Nejire apartment and yours as well. But tonight Nejire wasn’t able to host it at her home so y’all went to your apartment because it was closer than the boys.

Everything was set up smoothly and Netflix was pulled up on the big screen in the living room. Blankets and pillows were pulled out then laid all over the place for everyone to get comfortable in it while being able to reach for the food or remote.

Now all there was to do was find a movie to watch that everyone would like. It had to be something with comedy,action and a bit of drama because what could go wrong with that. Well y’all was two movies deep into movie night and it was Tamaki’s turn to pick the next movie.

As y’all was watching the movie a sex scene popped up on the screen causing Tamaki to yelp and try to scramble for the remote but Mirio stopped him and grabbed the remote dangling it in front of the embarrassed man.

“Come Tamaki the movie is just getting good, isn’t that right sunshine?” Mirio jokingly said while looking over to you watching their interaction over the remote. The raunchy moaning with background music wasn’t any help to the situation at all.

Placing a calm hand onto the trembling Tamaki; he flinches a little bit from contact but he welcomes the touch regardless. “It’s okay with me and besides this kind of scene doesn’t last long anyway.” You said leaning more onto him with a soft smile.

Oh how that was a bold face lie to your previous statement made to Tamaki.

And that’s how you ended up with your legs pressed wide open and Mirio holding you down by your thighs slurping away at your dripping cunt. As you’re busy with Tamaki riding your tongue moaning all pretty like. You were double hand jerking him off twisting different ways while going up and down with ease because the precum leaking from his dick.

Tamaki activated his quirk to fondle your nipples with the suction cups and jerked Mirio off at the same time. You slapped Tamaki ass making him yelp from the pleasurable pain. Your moans were muffled by tamaki cute ass as mirio started sucking harder on your clit being stuffed with three fingers caressing your spongy spot that’s making you see stars. He felt you tighten around him even more as if you were about to cum.

“Come sunshine don’t be stingy with me”Mirio said, lifting up a bit, pressing his thumb on your clit and rubbing circular motion.

Then he goes and starts making out with the blushing elf getting his ass eaten so deliciously by you feeling your wet muscle twisting and wiggling in there against his prostate. He trembles and tries his hardest not to lose his mind to the wet ass handjob you’ve been giving by tickling Mirio's tight hole.

Mirio's hips were pumping into Tamaki’s grip, feeling himself getting ready to cum he stopped kissing him and started sucking on the tip of his dick. Moaning from the intense pleasures they both had cum. Tamaki scrambling off of you as Mirio picked you up and placed you into a full Nelson.

“Are you enjoying yourself y/n?”tamaki mutters out. Rubbing Mirio’s hard cock against you as you nodded your head yes moaning at the sensation of the fat long cock. Tamaki looked at Mirio and nodded his head then guided him into you.

Mirio immediately started thrusting up into you at gear grinding pace as tamaki was kitten licking what couldn’t fit inside. He was rubbing your clit, the squelching sounds of your wet abused pussy was filling the room.You couldn’t think straight, feeling him ramming up into you, the coil in your belly getting tighter than usual.

Drooling at this point when you felt that coil snap and you squirted all over Tamaki making a big mess almost forcing Mirio outside of your womb. Mirio slowed down then pulled out and lined himself up with your puckering hole as Tamaki climbed up in front of you with his thick member dribbling with more precum the tip was a blushing pink as he lined himself up.

Tamaki eased himself inside of you groaning at the feeling of your velvet walls squeezing him so deliciously. He started thrusting to keep your attention on him as Mirio worked his way inside of your tight ass. Mirio was whispering praises into your ear easing until he was all the way to the hilt and feeling Tamaki moving inside of that thin spongy layer.

“Fuck sunshine keep sucking me in like that — ah you’re taking Tamaki so well y/n.”Mirio grunted out. As Tamaki started ramming into your soft cervix causing you to squeal and cream around him and Mirio. Mouth hanging open, Tamaki started sucking on your tongue and Mirio was sucking on your neck.

It was almost too much going on between the three of you and you trying your hardest to keep up but it dissolved into nothing but babbling fuck toy between two proheros with insane stamina.

Your third orgasm was approaching hot and deliriously fast for you to control it and it was a big one;gripping onto Tamaki shoulders tightly as you feel the band snap and curving into the deepest arch — squirting all over the place eyes rolled back a silent scream left your mouth hanging opened.

The boys followed right behind in their own orgasmic high as cum was leaking outside of you they pulled out one at a time changing the position again.

You were laying down on the couch and Tamaki on top of you in the 69 position as Mirio was sucking on a Tamaki tight rim spitting in his hole while massaging his soft ass cheeks.You was massaging Tamaki balls and sucking his tip as he was eating you out moaning into your cum filled pussy.

Mirio was grinding his fat dick against Tamaki hole groaning at the feeling then slowly pushing himself inside causing the man to arch his back and let out a deep sigh feeling his much bigger counterpart entering him and nestling balls deep.

As Mirio was fucking into tamaki while you was still sucking on tamaki dick and now gripping onto mirio strong thighs as you was close to cumming again.

Feeling Tamaki try his hardest not lose focus on tongue fucking you and playing with your clit. Mirio cums first gripping onto the slim waist of tamaki tightly grounding himself deeply inside throbbing. Then tamaki followed right behind him, spilling his thick load down your throat forcing you to swallow every last drop in your cute little mouth.

Lastly you follow right behind them as tamaki pinches your clit causing your sweet orgasm to move up to the forefront to make its presence known as your back arched off of the couch and your squealing was muffled by the boy's current weight on top of you.

Pulling out of Tamaki they moved your overly relaxed body around so that you were facing Mirio with him holding your blissed out face. As Tamaki got behind you and lifted up your hips grabbing your left leg turning a little bit to split you in half on his overstimulated dick.

“You’re doing amazing sunshine, can you give us one more?” Mirio muttered to you but all you could do was preen at him, being so close eyes rolling back as Tamaki slides back into fluttering walls with ease.

Your mewling as Mirio coos sugary sweet words to you and trying to respond back but your mind was blank. Holding your mouth opened Mirio stood back up smearing his oozing precum all on your lips and tongue then sliding into your wet drooling mouth.

He starts thrusting into your mouth with ease as he leans over to kiss Tamaki and to play with your cum filled rim. Mirio’s grip tighten as he was fucking that dangling thang in the back of your throat; causing you to breathe through your nose that was buried in his blonde pube.

Eyes watering up you were lapping him up as he kept moving inside your mouth. Groaning into the kiss Tamaki’s nails were digging into your leg and hips as he picked up the pace, feeling clamp down on him again even tighter this time. Mirio’s hand slid from your ass to your sloppy wet cunt and started rubbing circles around your clit with his thumb pressing down.

It was all too much for you after the countless orgasms were reduced to a whiny blubbering mess. Your poor arms gave out on you but Mirio still held you up not even losing his tempo. The different thrusts from them had you seeing stars before your vision blacked out.

Feeling soft kisses and a warm sponge cleaning you off. Opening your eyes slowly you saw the two boys cleaning you up and leaving kisses on the tender parts.

“I guess we kinda went overboard this time huh ?”Mirio sheepishly said while rubbing the back of his neck. Leaving Tamaki blushing and still wiping away, not looking you in the eyes.

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So freaking beautiful 🤤

Oh daddy!! Please put me THROUGH it 🤤🥴🥵🥵🥵 take me out beefy deku😍🥴💦

Many thoughts, head full of chubby chaser pro hero Izuku who LOVES to manhandle his baby. Not even just sexually but in everyday life too. He likes how rough he can be and he KNOWS you have a muscle kink. Will just deadass fuck your standing up. No door or wall, just right there. Doesn’t even have to think about it. Yet you still have bruise prints all over you bc your just so soft and he was gripping so hard. And the whole time you’re just feeling his muscles flex. GOD and speaking of muscles, just think about how big his muscles would be and how nice they’d be to use to get yourself off. And bc he’s so strong that if he’s busy but wants to help he’ll just let you koala him and go at it. Doesn’t matter if he needs to do things that involve movement. He’s got you held up just fine.

And Like ik the fandom kinda thinks he’s a sub. But you’re telling me that you don’t think he would get so much more dominate now that he’s fucking huge and has control over OFA. Talk about the confidence boost he’d get. Especially after being kinda smaller his whole life. Just.....6’5+ Deku who’s all muscle is sooooo bad for my health🤤

this was the only deku on my mind constantly when I first started writing about him. like just a huge, big beefy man that can curl you with no fucking problem. he’s just so huge and strong and it makes me wanna go crazy

like you could just be so horny but he’s busy with paperwork, right? But he has to help his squishy baby. so he’s setting you on his lap, let’s you hump his thigh and get yourself off to your hearts content. if you haven’t finished by the time he needs something, he’s just standing up, let’s you hang from his neck, keep humping and rutting against his abs as he cups one hand under your ass. just imagining him leaning against the counter, drinking a cup of coffee with one hand and effortlessly holding you up with the other as he hums whenever you whimper about needing his cock to stuff you full.

if...if you couldn’t tell, I really really like big beefy deku 😳

Yes! Yes! Yes!!!!!!! All of it 🥵🍆🤤🥴⚰️☠️

Dilf w. Itadori Yuji/Sukuna

Honey’s Masterlist

↬ Pairing:Dilf Itadori Yuji/Sukuna x Black Female Reader

↬ Warning:Nsfw,18+,mdni

↬Disclaimer:Sukuna is a meanie and mentions of sex

Note:My first attempt at writing for Jujutsu Kaisen but god damn 👴🏾 This 2 for 1 duo have a strong grip on meeeee😭. Anyways thank you @kaijime for creating Dilf Collab please accept my humble offering.

The Dilf Collab : mdni

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Sigh you can’t tell me that the amazing Itadori Yuji wouldn’t be a big ass sweetheart dilf with the energy of your younger counterparts like ugh he wants to drag you along everywhere taking pictures recording all of it you don’t know why but never question it when you see pictures and videos of how cute y’all are together.

You make him feel alive sometimes and he loves that you’ve accepted his other counterpart Sukuna who pops out at random being an old mean flirt at the wrong times or cackling at itadori’s cornball energy.You just take it all in one stride with a gorgeous smile as if this is normal and that makes Itadori heart flutter and Sukuna grumble with annoyance.

Itadori loves sightseeing especially in the cities or urban areas where things are much faster paced than what he’s used to in the country. Staying in cool hotels with an amazing city view as he holds your face against the glass bending you over just hips thrusting like a rabbit in heat.Mumbling about how pretty the view is with you leaving a cum ring around his cock.

He’s a horny man that’s great at multitasking. If it's a sushi train he has a private little booth so that he could three knuckles deep into your fat cunt. With one hand and the other feeding you and him, Sukuna appears on the side of his face spewing out mean words in your ear and sometimes biting or licking your ear.

“You’re lucky that old brat won’t let me fuck you on this moving table”

“Look at you desperate for us to let you cum eat the shitty tuna and maybe I’ll think about it”

And Itadori being so chilled about it cooing at you for holding your mouth opened with your tongue out drooling onto your lap as you’re gripping onto his wrist for dear life.

“The tuna is not shitty Sukuna , y/n loves it see how she’s drooling for it”— “Tch dumb brat she’s about to cum on your fingers I feel her clamping down”

“You look so pretty baby, do you like this place? yeah—yeah you do now cum please for us.”

Now time spent with Sukuna himself is much simpler and I mean really simple it’s just you on your knees digging into the wooden floor as he’s face fucking under the moonlight in the outdoors of y’all patio. He’ll stop and let you cockwarm him with your tight throat as he sips on warm sake.

Nights with Sukuna are a toss up of what’s he in the mood for and you allow him to do. Some nights are just pure raunchiness, him placing you in different mating positions ramming into your poor weeping cunt like it had offended him to the highest degree as he shoves his fingers down whiny throat just to see you drool all over him.

Or having you lay wherever he places you so he can lay on top of you and “threatens” you to rub his scalp while rubbing his back.

“Oi work your magic on my hair and back or I split you in half little pet”

“Yes Su anything else ?”

“Spread your legs wider for me and take that shitty garment off its uncomfortable”

“Yes darling.”

It’s the best of both worlds honestly with this duo and you would never have to worry about a little thing when they’re around.

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Dilf retired assassin Izuku meeting you at the parent teacher night. You hand to stand in for your sibling since your parents were away. Your in the last year of college and already living alone. He chats you up while his kid and your sibling hang out and gossip about the teachers. He's kind and has a sweet smile but for some reason you can feel something dark and dangerous coming from him. As your leaving he stops you and asks for your number. He's blushing and rubs the back of his head with a scared hand. You give it to him with a smile. By the time you get home you already have a text from him.

The two of you chat and message for a little over a week when he finally asks you out. You go on a nice simple date. When he brings you home at the end of the night you invite him in. He's got a cute but strong face and his body is so damn ripped. You leaned against him while talking and you could swear you could feel some of his veins.

This man is wild. He walked in to your apartment and within 5 minutes was fucking you up against the wall. He hammered at your cervix refusing to give your pussy a break. When you squirted against his groin and stomach he laughed and changed his angle to make you cum again. You scream his name clawing at his back and begging him to make you cum again.

"Fuck you look like a pretty fuck doll on my cock. I never thought someone like me would get to see something so beautiful."

hey there ! small tiny intsy bitsy request because i find no one messes with my baby daddy much . so sero hanta ! babie loves it when is thick gorgeous wife (with tattoos) rubs his back (i headcanon that sero has a HUGE tattoo taking up the entire wingspan of his back). he loves it even more when she grinds herself into him to get off. when he realizes she’s close he he flips her over and fucks himself into her while spitting pure FILTH into her ears. slapping her ass, pulling her hair, all of that and then some. cant forget the breeding kink ! “i wanna make you a mommy. can daddy do that? can he make you a mommy?” .

mmm look i’ve been thinking abt this one for a while but here she is.

hope you enjoy!!

one thing you always did for sero was rub his back. after a long day of working he was always pooped, and laid face down wherever he landed, be it the couch, your bed, even the floor. luckily it was the bed this time.

he had barely pulled his briefs on before you heard him groan and flop, letting out a sigh. he was probably already drifting off and that sucked. not that you didn’t appreciate your husband working, but you got lonely here all by yourself, and him coming back was always the highlight of your day. even if it was just to eat, lay down, and cuddle you a bit.

“hey sweetie,” you spoke softly, not wanting to ruin the ambiance of the room currently, “you feelin’ okay?”

he shifted slightly, turning his head to you, opening an eye and beckoning you close to him with a twitch of fingers. “mhm yeah, c’mere, wanna feel you reinita.” he smiled seeing you move to him quietly, rolling to his side to gather you in his arms. “there you are amiga, how’s my favorite girl?” he brushed his long legs against your equally bare ones. you both left as much skin out as possible when cuddling, which resulted in only undergarments being worn around.

you smiled softly, moving stray hairs away from his face, kissing his chin, “i’ve been okay,” your eyes glittered when you felt him trace little patterns on your back, “you sore again?” and at his eyes leaving yours, you rolled him on his stomach, “shoulda told me sweetheart.”

walking to the bathroom to get the argon oil you regularly use on your own tattoos, you hear him groan out a, “but i wanted to hold you bomboncita! come back,” you walked in to him kicking his legs like a child. you swatted at them, making him still.

“i can’t cuddle someone who’s tense! relax, it’ll only take a minute,” you straddled his thigh, dripping oil into your palm and getting to work.

sero’s tattoo always made your heart flutter. the big piece always drew your eye, almost beckoning you to kiss and muzzle it when his back was to you. it spanned his back, creeping into his shoulders and arms a bit, and if you look carefully, you can even see it peeking over his shoulders from the front. he’d told you before some of the skin is sensitive, so getting the chance to help it shine a bit more always told you about some of his tender spots.

rocking back and forth, you were so enraptured in the pretty ink, you barely noticed your panties being stained by your wetness until you heard a questioning hum come from sero’s prone body. it makes you stop a bit and settle yourself down more, jerking when you do and lean forward again. continuing to hand hands up and down and across his back, you still rock on his thigh, surely it’s glistening under you because of how soaked your undies are. you try to stifle any notices but they can’t be helped when you feel him clench up, giving a harder surface to grind on.

his voice almost makes you stop, calling, “keep going mi reinita,” but it spurred you on more, making you a little one track minded as you butterflied your legs to get better control, one hand on his lower back, the other moving your panties to the side before settling in the covers. “good gir- hey! don’t bite you lips, i want to hear you.” you had covered your teeth with your lips as always, and him knowing you so well made your heart flutter, so your next sound came out a bit punched out and you could see his fingers clench.

the impromptu massage turned into you getting off on sero’s toned thigh, stroking and scratching some of the skin on his lower back all while your head hung between your shoulders. little hums and breathy puffs of air escaped your lips, and it took everything in sero not to turn and pin you down. when your breaths got quicker and your hips got sloppier, he turned his head towards you, smiling softly at your heaving chest and open mouth, eyes barely cracked. “come on bomboncita, you can do it,” and his words must’ve helped because your legs clamped down a bit more, and he could feel the little heartbeat intensify.

you were almost there when you were flipped over to your back. it was sudden and made you dizzy, which only got worse when sero stuck long, thin fingers into your weeping hole, coaxing your orgasm again, whispered, “cum, mi cielito, all over my fingers,” and when you did, you felt your legs tossed over broad shoulders, and the taut hold on your panties get tighter.

he ran the head of his cock up and down your slit, teasing, pressing slightly into the hole, but never breaching. it was liable to drive you up the wall, so when your voice carried, “please sero, don’t tease me, wanna feel you,” he smirked.

taking your chubby cheeks between his fingers, he moved your face to his, calmly saying, “you know how to ask better that that,” continuing the motion he was repeating.

“please,” you gulped a bit, “please daddy, wan’ you to cum in me, please!” and with that your mouth hung open with a cut off squeal, him sliding in and immediately kissing your cervix. your body was tight before it collapsed, leaving you defenseless to his long thrusts, that only got deeper.

doing this only made him a bit bored, he wanted to see you worked up, wanted to see you struggle through sentences and gasp and ask him for that you needed. so he did.

leaning down, he knocked your legs from his shoulders into his elbows, threading fingers into your braids and tugging your face to his. he looked into your eyes from here, huffing when he saw how glazed they were, “you like that bomboncita? like your husband fucking you good like this?” your slack jaw only made your noises louder, but that wasn’t what he wanted. he patted your face with his fingers, knocking you from your haze, “i asked you a question mi alma, be good and answer.”

“yes- yes daddy, i lov- mm! love it a lot,” you heaved a sigh looking up at him, grabbing his neck and bringing him even closer to your shaking form, “dadd- papi, cum in me please, wan’ your cum in me s’ ba-ah fuck!”

he had cupped your head, bringing his other hand down to spank your thigh, “fuck mi amor, you want papi to give you a baby, hm? tell me.” hearing your voice crack, “oh! yes, yes, yes papi, gimmie a baby!” made him wild. flipping you into your hands and knees, he plunged back into you, lithe hands gripping your hips tightly, bringing you back onto him a bit harder. “gonna cum in you so deep, make you a pretty mommy,” he reached down dragging you up by your neck, placing his lips by your ear, “you ready for papi’s baby, mommy?”

his hand clutching your throat made you breathless and his hand spanking you from not responding on his time only made you hush a bit more, “yea-yes papi,” you strained out, smiling despite the airy quality to your voice, “s’ re-ready papi.” you put both hands on his forearm, keeping it there even if he did loosen his grip a bit.

he grunted into your ear feeling the way your walls clenched a bit having his hand around your throat still, “fuck mi alma, gonna give you pretty babies, keep you nice an’ full,” he dragged his hand from its position slapping your ass to your tummy, caressing it and squeezing any fat there, “can’t wait to see, mi amor. see my pretty mommy carry papi’s babies, plump and roun- oh shit!”

you had cub around him, body tensing and jerking uncontrollably. he was thrown off by the sudden tightness of your cunny, sucking him in and the feel of your runny cum sliding down his balls, wetting the covers. he knew it was the last stretch for him, calling your name he moaned into your ear, “one more for me, ay dios mio- milk papi’s dick, c’mon.” running fingers over your wet, pulsing bud, he made you jerk away, but held you still, getting you to cum again after that should be easy.

no matter how weak the orgasm felt to you, he felt it inside of you from the top of his head to the tip of his dick, spurting sticky cum all over your pulpy, sore walls. he caressed your neck when he heard your little gasp, looking down to your moving hands when you laid them on your mid tummy. “feel good, mommy? you like papi’s cum deep in you?” he kissed up your jaw.

you hummed lightly, “yeah papi, feel warm no-,” a yawn cut off your next words, “kinda sleepy now.” you felt his chuckle through your back.

“that’s okay, mi alma, rest,” he laid you down softly, pulling out of you and covering your leaking pussy with your panties again, watching them dampen even more when his cum leaked out, “keep that in you a bit longer, okay?” you nodded to him, closing your legs. “i’ll take care of you mommy, just rest.” and with that, you drifted to sleep.

I high key love this but this made my eyes sting #dekuisultimatelover #pooruravity

PLEASEEE MILF LOVER IZUKU???? Gimme more NEOW! But there needs to be more angst… Fresh out of high school(+18 of course)- pro hero DEKU and the “love of his life” Sneaking around their tight schedules to fuck eachothers brains out because apparently his girlfriend uraraka just doesn’t do it for him. Each time they fuck their tension out, the scenery gets riskier and riskier, which leads to izuku slamming Ms.Y/n on his dick in the same house his girlfriend sleeps in bed. So much evidence is left behind that day, including the home wreaker herself, in a deep sleep. Her stretched holes oozing cum on the couch while Izuku’s now ex girlfriend sobs because she came downstairs to get a glass of water :)

ended up not writing them as together for the jump cause it made my tummy hurt.

fresh out of college, izuku midoriya was ready to save lives.

what he wasn’t ready to do was meet you.

you were in a collapsing building after helping your son and his class run out, field trip gone definitely wrong.

he was about to help with other beams sticking out when your son latched on to him, voice shrill in his panic asking for the green-haired hero to, “help her! help my mommy!” he bent down telling him direct him the right way. your child being a smart cookie did, calling your name again, and pointing when you asked if he was okay. “there she is, please mister, help her!” and he did as asked.

pulling your from the rubble was cathartic for all of you. your son saw you again, crying and hugging you. midoriya got to see the holder of the pretty voice that echoed to their child that, “i’m okay!” and you thanked midoriya after hugging your son tightly, also hugging him, and kissing his cheek. if he flushed, you may have seen and or not, who knows. he didn’t stay long after, just waving and running away.

he saw you again, walking the halls of his agency, holding a stacked bento, asking for “the big green hero, with the pretty freckles?” and when you found him, you thanked him again. you came to his desk, setting down his bento, and patted his chest, once, twice, three times, when he said it wasn’t needed. that he’s a hero, it’s his job.

once again, meeting you was cathartic for him. after he finished, he splayed his legs wide, unknowingly centering you between them, and when you got on your knees, he panicked. mutters of, “you don’t have to,” and “i’m just young, it happens sometimes,” spilled from his mouth. you simply asked if he wanted it and when he nodded, you gave him a lil blowie. why little, you might ask. well poor pro hero deku came down your throat early, and to make up for it, fucked you in the locker room, covering your mouth and shushing you lightly. he made your meeting him cathartic several times over, even giving you his number and some merch.

if anyone asks why you walked out with a deku scarf and hat, just don’t say anything. some things are better left alone. like post sex hair.

it happed so much it was ridiculous. in the empty meeting room during your lunch break, he fucks you holding you up by your thighs and praising you for how well you take his dick. even fucking you by the door once, and when your coworker passed by and stopped, he clamped a hand over your mouth and nose, shushing you. when they left, he looked down to you, moaning when he saw your eyes rolled and your little fingernails marking his arm up. replacing his hand with his mouth, he fucked into you harder, leaving you chair bound until the end of your shift.

the lines began blurring when moans of, “i love the way you fuck me,” and “gonna fuck you so good you’ll never forget me,” became, “fuck, i think love you,” and “i’m keeping you forever.” then it became real, something to look differently at. a bigger perspective so to say.

he explained his, relationship to you. the one with uraraka that is. the one where he never truly knew if they were together. you started with asking why the media was so obsessed with “ochadeku” and if you should leave him be. he shouted no, and took you to explain. the media’s dramatization of them since their school years and how he’s really not sure himself.

“well when we graduated,” he spoke to you laid out on his big couch, “i know she said something about wanting to be together forever, but...” he cut his eyes to you laying atop him, hands under you chin to see him better, “i guess i’m not sure what that meant. i mean, i wanna fight by kacchan’s side forever, everyone really. but she never...”

“specified,” you spoke, brow raising.

“yeah. i mean we were college kids, everyone get attached to someone, did it mean a lot, i guess it depends,” he sighed. “i wish i could tell you angel.”

you smiled at the name, tilting your head and whispering, “it’s okay baby, ‘s not easy being the hottest hero and fucking a sad mother on the weekends.”

he jerked you up with him, holding your face between his hands, “don’t say that! you’re- you’re amazing, and wonderful and beautiful, you’re,” he paused, looking at you a bit closer, “you’re everything i want.”

once again, you were found under midoriya, clutching him to you in tears of joy and shock. your cathartic moment came again when you both cried out your love for the other, names following after.

finally, you asked if midoriya would invite uraraka over for dinner so you can understand the person your baby boy has been speaking of. the woman the media said he should be with forever, which rude. let him have a bit of freedom.

you talked over dinner and when everything was cleaned, you offered uraraka one of your guest rooms, saying even a hero can’t walk home after a few glasses of wine.

you didn’t think it all the way through when you flipped over your dress showing izuku your garter and thigh highs. you didn’t think when you let him pick you up and pop off your panties, eating you out on the freshly cleaned counter. you didn’t think when izuku asked if he could fuck you good, “just one time before bed, please momma.”

your only thoughts were the way his hips snakes into you, jerking your body up and making you breathless. only the way you felt him press down on your tummy when you whined for a half a second that, “he’s too big.” only the way he wrapped thick arms under your withering frame, pressing into you deeply, like he wanted to meld with you, whispering pretty words into your ear, nipping, licking. only the way he came in you so damn deep, asking if you liked it, liked how he cums just for you, only for you, in you. only the way just one time turned into several, leaving you both exhausted.

you were horrified at the way uraraka’s voice cracked when she found you and him scratched, bitten, and fucked out. how she pointed out the messiness of your hair and the cum flaking on your cheek, and how even izuku was hunched over from soreness. how she cried about wanting to ask him out later that week, so they can get married and have kids and have the perfect life. how she left after midoriya told her he didn’t see that happening with her, only you.

the media didn’t stop, but if some articles saw how he was uncomfortable with paps asking about his relationship with uravity, they didn’t matter soon.

when you announced your pregnancy with twins. with the symbol of hopes twins. they commented on how well he treated your existing child, and the way such a big strong man treated you with gentleness and love. even uravity had to admit you looked good together, even through heartbreak.

the midoriya’s are the talk of the town.

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 So, a request was made for a “chubby” reader X KiriBaku and I realized that I completely forgot to incorporate that aspect into my response which crazy cause I consider myself “chubby” (the picture is a pretty accurate description); I was too focused on Kirishima’s tits 🥵. Allow me to rectify that with these random scenarios 😁

Izuku Midoriya, Hitoshi Shinsou, Shouta Aizawa

WARNING(18+): NSFW content, manhandling, biting, spanking, fingering, body worship ?, teasing ?, oral, penetration, praise, food/eating fetish (lol)? , aged up/prohero characters, maybe something else.

Grab a snack and a “friend” 😏, cause this is gonna be a long one.

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