𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋

But like their kids are so cute and that is EXACTLY how I would think Dabi child actually is

Dabi,Shigaraki: meet their teenage kid from the future, the kid was hit by a time travel Quirk, any who the guy keeps trying to coax the kid telling him who the mommy is, as the kids is wearing a hood and mask so they can only see their eyes which is the dad's eye color, when it time to leave the kid finally take off their hood and mask, and looks exactly like a girl who works a the 7/11 a few blocks from the hideout.

He'd always loiter in the shop during his usual free time, flipping the close sign to mess around or tapping his nails against the glass freezer out of boredom cause he doesn't have enough money to buy a beer, and would occasionally talk to that pretty girl behind the cashier tricking her to give him free foods and drinks in exchange of sparing her life against any villainous threat, not oblivious to how the tables have turned when he realized his heart was the one being tricked whenever she coaxes him to stop his crazy antics and treating him a cup of noodles and coffee instead.

She's not scared of his mismatched skin littered with staples, and the fact that she's talking to a murderous villain was enough for him to consider, that perhaps she was treating him as a normal person or she had gone crazy, but he was intrigued of knowing more about her.

Dabi won't get tired seeing her until he had to stop going there after a certain kid showed up, manifesting his blue flames and that eyes that mirrored his, he was intelligent enough to piece everything together concluding he was his son before he could even introduce himself.

“I'm hungry old man, shit I forgot you're broke oh what about I ask Mom instead...”

Now that got his attention, facing his cocky child seemingly smirking under that mask when he mentioned his father's only weakness.

“Care to tell me what's your Mom's name come on what do you want? I have candy here you piece of shit”

Well that aggressive bribery didn't work, avoiding the subject every time he'd pester him, impatient enough to the point of threatening him of burning him alive which he responded with “You can't kill your own child”

“I can't believe my Mom fell in love with a rat guy like you, pfftt just look at how pathetic you are, oh im glad I didn't take your last name totoroki? Todoroki i think” “What did you say you pipsqueak, watch your mouth”

“Dabi! Why are you picking a fight on a poor boy, are you insane”

Interrupting them was a bad timing one time when they met once again, yet despite of this he did notice his child's stoic eyes changing into longing ones when he met her.

Dabi didn't believe his first assumption until his son had to leave soon, waving him goodbye and removing his mask, revealing his face with that usual smug he got from him yet he resembled her Mother more, yes that lovely girl on his mind.

“It was nice meeting you again Dad, make sure you go back to her and pay her back for every cup noodles cause you're always stressing her out anyway this is goodbye, see you after 3 years”

Leaving him in dazed before remembering he had to go back to meet her again.

He'd often stay in that shop after his late night gaming activity, buying anything to eat and annoying that cashier who always ogle on what he's playing on his handheld console. Rudely telling her he'll kill her which she only shrugs off as a joke, sometimes peeking behind to get a glimpse of what he's doing and giving him advice once in a while about using a mage character on that level which surprisingly very effective.

He can't admit the fact that he have forgotten his plan to kill her for being too nosy, but he can't stop blushing whenever she lean her face closer touching cheeks to cheeks that he'd end up yelling at her all the time to back off.

She'd just smile and carry on to her work teasing him “Can you chill for once grumpy guy, I knew you're just on your game rage mode silly”, but simply Tomura doesn't know he was slowly getting used of visiting here a lot just to see her beaming that enthusiastic smile.

The next few nights was a total chaos when a teen-aged girl arrived, sporting a black hoodie with a mask and that red eyes and shoes that somehow looks identical to his, and dropping the bomb too quick “Daddy–wow!, what do we have here a vintage game?”

At first he didn't believe her, trying to threaten that he'd definitely kill her because of her lies but she didn't even budge and instead demonstrating her own quirk of dusting the nearby couch much to his shock.

That was the only thing he needed as a proof that she was indeed her daughter, but she was a troublesome one always nagging him of his strategic game plan that it reminds him of a certain woman.

Adamantly asking her about who's her Mom, and as expected she was not that kind enough to reveal it for the sake of torturing his Dad much to his chagrin, resisting the urge to yell at her for being too stubborn.

But the thought of having a child made him smile unconsciously, hoping it was that woman whom he had feelings for, and his suspicion was right when his daughter was ready to leave, revealing her face that bewildered him making his wish come true.

“You see Mommy told me you had a tough childhood, well guess what you're not a failure as a Dad believe me okay, opps gotta go see you later!”

Those words were enough for him to feel emotions that are too foreign yet familiar.

He didn't waste any time coming back to that shop to see her again, asking her game username and lying about wanting to crush her into pieces but honestly he just wanted to get close to her after meeting his child.

It was so good to be true but he wanted it to happen anyway.

I'm screaming!!!!😍😍😍🥰🥰🥰🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥂🍾 I need priest nanami in my life!!!

SUNDAY’S BEST

Ft. NANAMI KENTO

𐐪𐑂 ♡ ｡ﾟ ━━━PAIRINGS: Preacher Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader

𐐪𐑂 ♡ ｡ﾟ ━━━CW: barely any religious mentions, established marriage, dub-con, somnophila, oral(f. receiving), cum eating, fingering, (f)masturbation, car sex, mating press, heavy breeding kink, public(ish) sex, creampie

𐐪𐑂 ♡ ｡ﾟ ━━━WORD COUNT: 3.5k

𐐪𐑂 ♡ ｡ﾟ ━━━FROM CHRIS: I mean…it’s nasty. But believe it or not, i rlly love Nanami :3

A preacher’s child.

They say the life of one is filled with the hardest expectations to fill. Constantly being judged, constantly under watch, and constantly forced to hide their true selves. The unrealistic standards shroud their thoughts and the forced reputation of the family name and honor hinders their every move.

Secrets become the only choice and the dark side of their lives becomes a relief. Their days are filled with nothing but being the “good kid” and the “best role model for all” who pass through the holy doors every Sunday morning.

But…does anyone ever wonder about the preacher’s wife? 

The one who shines above all just for ditching her maiden name for one doused in holy virtue. The one who has no choice but to have a warm and welcoming heart for everyone scattered about the church. The traits of kind and gentle are immediately attached to her name, assuming the same temperate position as the preacher. 

She’s never found too far from her husband either, usually residing at the very front of the pews, hands politely folded atop the plush curve of her tightly pursed thigh. She could be found there every Sunday, even Wednesdays if a bible study was called for. The kind, gentle woman who supports her husband with the occasional glimmering smiles of white and endearing head nods of reassurance. 

All while trying extra hard to keep those pesky rivulets of white seeping through her panties from wandering onto the sacred scene. 

It’s a reality some could never dream of, but one you couldn’t have thought would be shown to you by the town’s very own beloved Nanami Kento. 

Righteous in front of others but salacious when with you—just the traits picked up by his youth. He was once known as the preacher’s kid, quiet and reserved with only a collection of words to say. He only ever did speak when spoken to, could recite ten verses with ease, and was honored as the perfect child. 

Since your younger days as well, you pondered all too aimlessly about Nanami. He was never found with a genuine smile or tone, never was found playing after service with the other children, or even strolling around the neighborhoods with a friend or two.

Pity stained your tongue unwantingly, the urge to help him being repressed by other thoughts. All you could’ve done was pray that he’d be freed of what troublesome chains held onto him, that one day life would hold no limits for him in the days to come. 

Though, such prayers could have never prepared you for today’s realities, Nanami now pursuing priesthood with you as his bride. 

Since taking on the role of wife and finally entering the daily life of Nanami Kento, there were a couple of things to make note of. 

One: he was nothing of what his former timid character made him out to be, now becoming more vocal with his wants and needs. 

Two: as much as he enjoyed a set order and routine, Nanami welcomed life’s spontaneous moments all the same. 

And lastly: his stamina was one for the books.

It’s a blessing to him honestly, being rewarded with a beautiful woman like yourself. Truth be told, he’s had his eye on you since your shared days of youth. If not for the buried confidence and the shielding of negative thoughts, he would have never taken the first step to pursue a relationship with you.

But it was only with you that Nanami found himself reaching deep within to discover who he truly was. 

A man forever indicted in carnal lust.

He knew it from the first date and withdrew from it until your wedding night, wanting to tear and replace every bit of clothing from your body with his own warmth. There wasn’t a night he remembered where he didn’t wish to indulge in you, sending the thick crown of his cock to kiss at your cervix.

There wasn’t a night where Nanami didn’t want to fill your ears with nothing but the sound of him and him only, spilling the slurred speech of how well your pussy could take him. He was driven near mad in all honesty. Restraint was the only thing, wanting to holdfast onto what morals remained. 

Yet, marriage only seemed to bring all this rush of desire and more to light, Nanami now harboring the urge to fill your cunt with the white-hot pools of his cum. It was a rush that he wouldn’t trade for all the money in the world. Just to feel how his tummy would tense, skin running hot with a licking heat, and his mind thrown into complete turmoil—all to hear you squeal at the addictive sensation was all he needed. 

But there came a condition with his sudden obsession; he would only do so on a Sunday—both before and after service. He couldn’t tell you why but he swore it was only on Sundays that he felt heavier, neediest, and too pent up for words.

So, on the days that Sunday did roll around, he’d wake up a whole hour before you did, his eyes cracking at six o’clock sharp. He’ll lay there for a few minutes, heavy lids perched on the sight of you—his sleeping beauty laying without the duvet’s restriction to his eye.

He breathed it all in, from the small pout consuming your lips, the silky cream night slip dress rising with your flooding chest, down to the precious moans mindlessly leaving from you. He often found himself, sneaking a hand behind his briefs to lace around the thick girth of his shaft. A subtle squeeze led to a groan of deliverance he couldn’t afford. 

He picked himself up from beside you, carefully slotting his body between what space was offered by your thighs. The mattress only caved to his body’s contours, sinking especially deep around his perched forearms. His hands cup at your inner thigh, the pulsing pry granting him more room for comfort. 

Nanami knows just how much you look forward to Sundays too, your excitement leading you to take the proactive route. That fact alone is why Nanami’s greeted by the sight of your bare cunt, the pads of his fingers gravitating to the puffy lips. The initial skim of his touch is nothing short of gentle and lingering, minding that he doesn’t slip any further. 

It’s when Nanami’s fingers finally pull apart the lips of your cunt that he falters, allowing a shushed “fuck” to fall from his lips. Even beneath the sun’s latent rays of light, he can see all he needs too—the soft curves of your folds sticky and ridden in slick, the dormant hood of your clit throbbing with the heat of greed.

There’s nothing that really comes to mind when Nanami’s like this, biting back the urge to smother your pussy in his ministrations. But he wants to tease you, bring you to a point just to take it all back. His thumb retires from rest, softly swiping at your clit for his own self-amusement. 

There’s something in it for him, more than his pleasure and more than your orgasm. What Nanami really loved about your pussy was the response, being able to visually watch every single one of his actions settle into your core. Everything he does comes back to him, either in a twitch, a fluttering gasp, or even the uncontrollable spasms of a squirt. 

But for today, all Nanami sought after was for the cute bulb of nerves to kiss at his tongue with a prickling streak of pleasure. He was too quick to remove his essence sullied thumb from you, eyes hinged onto the thinning trail connecting you both. His tongue hurried to replace the fading warmth by pressing against your folds, the delicate sheets parting around him.

What pulls the breathless moan from his chest is you, the rivulets of your taste drizzled all over his tongue. He still can’t believe that a few lazy swirls from his thumb could stir you up like this, enough to get you this wet but still casted away by sleep’s hand.

Either way, a complaint couldn’t have fallen from his lips. Instead, Nanami had a tranquil notion in his mind to take control, his eyes coming to a fluttering shut. It’s why his tongue can drag up to your clit ever so slowly, just to drag down to your slit swiftly.

When he does return to the glimmering bud, it’s nothing but careful nudges. He can feel it too, how your clit begins to harden against him, how the blood all falls to meet his touch. It’s the hot pulses that turn Nanami on all the more, almost as if you’re begging for a break. 

And maybe if he wasn’t so far gone, he’d give you that well-deserved break. Yet, he shines a grin fit for the devil at how generously swollen the tender pearl’s become. It’s a sign of just how close you are and who was he to deny you of any pleasure?

His lips come to a close just above your pussy, sealing off your clit within. Cheeks are hollowed and Nanami can’t control anything else from that point on—not that he really wanted to. It’s out of the kindness of his heart that Nanami’s thumb drifts between your folds once more, grazing along the gummy sheets to soothe over the incoming high. 

Unfortunately, poor Nanami’s so invested in you that he doesn’t notice your hand landing on his head, lithe fingers grappling through the bed of untamed blonde. He doesn’t even notice your hips shuddering from him, trying to pull back from the onslaughts of his worked jaw.

It’s not until Nanami finally decides to greet you that he notices how soaked the bed is underneath you or how his chin faces the same fate. All he does is bring his lips to ghost over the adorably perked hood, ending it all off with a kiss. 

“G’Morning, Sweetheart. Let’s get ready for service, yeah?”

That’s all he leaves you off on, a smug smile and some words before his feet hit the hardwood floor of your bedroom. It’s become normal to him but indescribable for you. As to how he can brush off his lustful whims in an instant fell nothing short of a mystery —considering how the proof laid right before your eyes. Even with disbelief written on your face and a chest desperate for air, you still cared to trudge behind Nanami to start your day.

The clock sits at seven-thirty by the time you and Nanami settle into the car. It’s almost like a clean slate had been taken upon by you both, dressed in the cleanest of attire. His once untamed blonde locks were replaced with his usual style, nothing a pull of a comb couldn’t fix.

A plain navy suit found itself onto Nanami’s body with not a wrinkle in sight. Yet as for you, Nanami really couldn’t keep his eyes off you. In your opinion, it was a lackluster black dress and paired heels that suited anyone at any time. In his opinion, it was everything he lived for. 

When Nanami turns his head to feed his excitement of you, he’s met with the sight he’ll never get over: you with closed eyes, biting down on your finger out of concern. Legs parted just slightly with a small hand tucked beneath your dress. The silent squelches tell Nanami all he needs to know—you were stretching yourself out just for him.  

He gawks at you for just another moment, turning his sights back onto the road in silence. It’s the awkwardness instilled in Nanami that gets him so flustered, a feeling he knows may never overcome.

You being the only other woman in his life weren’t much help either. There are still days when he’ll come to a loss of words, falling into a mindless ramble out of embarrassment. His composure’s lost to the stars and suddenly coherency is out of his reach.

For now, he braces himself for as long as he could, his hand gripping the steering wheel that much tighter until he arrives at the quaint lone-standing building known as the church. But he dare to not stare at the sacred home, his hungered eyes tracing something more interesting. 

A display of mindless behavior really, Nanami’s hand latching onto your wrist. He pulls your hand from between your thighs slowly, fetching the glistening digits to his lips. Of course, he’ll stare right at you as he’s busy cleaning up your mess, his tongue following the glossy strings laid about. It’s only when a simple question rolls from his mouth that you can comprehend his current state of mind. 

“I think we can squeeze a quickie in, what about you?”

You offer him a weak nod before climbing into the backseat, hands tugging at the dress to encircle your waist. Before you could even blink, Nanami’s hovering over you while fidgeting with his belt’s buckle. 

It’s in the heat of a moment like this that you don’t seem to recognize the man you married. You can’t help but form such opinions, asking yourself ridiculous questions without true answers.

Where was the docile boy that existed? Who would only speak when spoken to and stray from any behavior disapproved by his elders? 

Now here he was before you with anticipation heavy on the brain. He isn’t bothered enough to tug at his tie or to unbutton his shirt, opting to slip free from the navy jacket before resting on his haunches. His hands cup the underside of your knees, making it that much easier to press your thighs to your chest.

The pretty swell of your cunt’s lips catches Nanami’s eye, his fingers senselessly drifting against the cloth. He’s so specific to not tear your panties, hooking the soaked inseam to sit along your inner thigh. 

His hand finally slips past his pants to free his cock from the hellish confines, greeting your eye with a dangerous grip. Time was fond of Nanami, ensuring that each second was savored in bliss as he presses the head of his cock to your entrance, the pink crown ripe with the softest of twitches and the thickest of veins just begging for relief.

Elation springs to the forefront of Nanami’s brain, clouding him from the hold of sensibility. His hips almost move for themselves, driving forward in a drunken fury. First, it’s the tip that fills you, barely stretching you for what’s to come. Inch by inch, he’s patiently waiting for the moment where all you know, think, and feel is him.

He loves it truly, watching your eyes widen at the realization, your hands reaching to cover your lips riddled with spit. There’s a certain gasp that takes over your lungs that utterly spoils his ears. Call it a hint of pride, but when that gasp rings from your lips, Nanami can’t help but turn on his ego.

He knows just how deep he was and well he’d fuck that fact out of you, a lesson he swears you seem to forget. But it’s the recoil that drains Nanami for all he’s got, the suffocating clench of your walls pulling such a pretty mewl from his knitted lips. It’s his undoing, pulling from the beckoning thumps of your cervix to press restart on all he’s accomplished for the moment. 

And it’s so unforgiving, the cold etching along his shaft while the head of his cock sits snug with just the slightest peek of pink to meet his eye. His hands search for refuge at the back of your thighs, his nails sinking into the trembling flesh. That same cold is his so-called “excuse” for snapping his hips once more, burying himself in you all over again. 

What follows isn’t simply Nanami rutting himself to absolute filth, of course it isn’t. It’s the insatiable craving pitted at the depths of his tummy, aching for a solution. He’s caught in a blinding lust, unsure of what to chase but knows what the outcome will be. He’s addicted to it, sending his cock so deep inside you, hearing the clashes of skin, down to overseeing you lose all control. 

Sure, there’s a sadistic undertone beneath his amusement but it’s all if nothing but gratitude. He can feel how edged you are, the shivers ripping across your skin, the jolts of your hips when he’s grazing your clit with how close his pelvis was.

He loves watching you lose yourself in it…not to mention in him. Because of that lewd expression of unhinged gratitude is why Nanami can’t help to lean in closer, cutting off the moronic babbles with a kiss. 

Though, just when Nanami thinks he has the upper hand, you always manage the fruit of control right from his hand. The switch in power is so subtle but gradually becomes noticed. By the flutters of your walls, it’s no longer a want to fill you in Nanami’s mind—it’s a need.

That need, or any need really, drives any sane person insane. The urges can no longer be repressed and suddenly it’s itching at their skin, a spot so distant that nothing but the fulfillment of your desires can alieve.

Nanami’s breathing so much harder now to combat his rousing sensations, the head of his cock spry with fizzing nerves. He wants to stop, take a break and cool the rising heat within his body. But when your walls flutter around him again, the quiet and sealed-off mouth of his loses grip and the drivels of pleas fall from his lips all too easily.

But he can’t.

It’s the need that serves a new purpose in Nanami, closing what distance existed to send his cock that much deeper. He’s practically brimming with heat, the veins lining his shaft suffering beneath the exertion of greed. The fat of his cock rests so homely along your walls now that he’s comfortable with letting himself go, his head dropping within the crook of your neck.  He had to make sure every drop would stay, you did have a prayer service to endure, after all.

In his last words, that’s when the hints of dominance seep through. 

“Pretty lil’ pussy’s gonna take everything fr’ me, right?”

Your head unleashes a spool of unhinged nods, serving as enough reason for Nanami. The thick ribbons of white catch onto your womb, drowning you in his scent. It’s so much this time around too, more than the previous Sundays he’d taken to fill you.

The palms of your hands fall over your eyes, using all the latent energy to control the strength of your own orgasm. Your legs trembled from the weight of it alone, triggering tears to crowd at your lash line. Your efforts wouldn’t have been in vain, avoiding all of his hard work to dress his cock in a devastating shade more shameful than white. 

When he manages to catch a breath amidst it all, his eyes dart down to his watch for the time.

8:05 AM.

With mass starting at the sharp time of 8:45, Nanami couldn’t have allowed another minute to pass him by. Not if he wanted his darkest secret displayed for the passing church-goers to see. 

He regretfully drew back from you, tugging your panties back into place. Mentally, he cursed the reality he’d face in a few hours: all of his cum soaked into the cotton. It’d be impossible for you to hold everything, he knew that. Putting his trust in a fading hope, Nanami laid his hand upon you, fingertips drumming a soft rhythm at your lower tummy as he spoke

“Keep it safe for me, Honey. I don’t wanna see a single drop wasted.”

With Nanami’s help, you soon found yourself resting in your usual spot amongst the pews, the first row closest to his reach. Throughout the service, you kept your legs especially tight. You didn’t have to make any eye contact with Nanami to know that his eyes were pinned on you.

He only did ever see you in the crowd, cheering him on with a smile. The pit of his stomach floods with butterflies, fighting a giggle from erupting from his lips.   

After all, with his cum nuzzled oh-so deep inside you, why wouldn’t he?

The holy hour of service concluded just around ten, ending with Nanami and you greeting everyone at the door. The cheerful smiles displayed on your faces are only founded on a facade, the same antics of the morning carrying on. To the people’s eyes, Nanami casually has a hand resting along your lower back, keeping his wife close. 

But you knew what stood behind the act, his fingers slipping warily underneath. He’s playing with the hem of your panties this time, the pads of his digits slinking past the obstruction. He sighs at the results, wet, wet panties.

He brings his lips to your ear, the heat of his breath nipping at the shell. You latch onto his waist, bracing the timid man as his finger finds way to your slit. The explicit words roll off his sullied tongue too fragrantly, leaving you with a fearful reassurance. 

“Aww, I thought it would stay this time. Don’t worry…this time, I’ll keep that pussy extra full next time.”

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one big brain dump tbh but a lot of fluff and swearing !

you fall for bakugou katsuki first.

he's unstoppable, a force to be reckoned with in the hero world. many have had their eyes on bakugou ever since he was a mere hero course student. safe to say he did not disappoint.

now climbing to one of the top hero spots, dynamight is widely adored by japan. despite crowning one of the most 'undesirable' personalities a hero can have, his fans equated him to a pomeranian and moved on to the latest papparazi photo taken at the time.

before the public, you adored bakugou katsuki first.

as a classmate, he pushed you to your limit without even knowing, invigorating you with a spirit to keep fighting. as a friend (you got there in the end), he entertained you with his grumbling, liked to carry your bag for you despite your reluctance, and kept you company throughout rigorous study periods.

somewhere along the way, you realised you adored bakugou katsuki, a lot more than friends should.

now as a coworker in his agency, he keeps you company during late hours, sends you off on missions with a 'come back alive, idiot', and delivers you gifts when things are going rough.

fate plays her cards and bakugou katsuki now finds himself falling even harder for you. five years after your revelation.

when he looks you in the eye there is something akin to determination in them and it alights pure admiration in his veins. despite your kindness, you are strengthened by ambition and purpose alone, and he finds himself caught in your magnetic field.

but these newfound feelings come to him as effortlessly as water flows down a stream after a downpour; destined to feel this way for you, helpless against the currents of life. after a long drought, he feels refreshed and rejuvenated by the energy you bring to his life.

he loves the little notes you stick on his desk, often paired with smiley faces, stupid jokes, or reminders that range from 'drink water!' or 'see you at the meeting at 1! :p'. he loves the daily lunch runs you have together, sometimes it's easier to get to work when he knows you're there with him. he loves that you're workout buddies, always giving him extra 'fun' challenges during his session by sitting atop him during push-ups or planks, or clinging to him like a koala as he does pull-ups.

bakugou katsuki loves you so naturally that you've been embedded in the little cracks of the hectic lives you both lead.

you're his homescreen and lockscreen, there's a plushie you gave him in third year sitting in his large-ass bedroom, there's a photo of you and him on his office desk, even more polaroids at home, and there's a designated mug for you in his cabinet for when you come over. it's used approximately twice a week.

bakugou doesn't want to show it, really, he doesn't, but he finds himself staring at you too often, too softly. there's a multitude of paparazzi photos of you two, the cameras catching the obvious shift in his eyes when it's you he's next to, looking at you with a grin as you ramble excitedly to him.

mina's never fails to send one whenever she sees them.

she even sent him a photo that was taken whilst he was walking through the street, too engaged with his phone to realise cameras pointed at him. the wild part is that there is a gentle, heartfelt smile etched on his face.

‘texting y/n? down bad.’

the acid user was blocked that day. she was right though.

the sad part is that he can recall exactly which text you sent that had him that giddy; it was a selfie of you and a pomeranian from patrol, paired with some joke that you found bakugou whilst out. whilst he would've blown anyone up who made the comparison to his face, he found himself zooming in on your bright smile, heart aching with a familiar longing.

he hates you. he hates you so bad that it hurts not to have you.

every reminder that you weren't his pains him even more. at his core, bakugou is nothing more than a bitter, jealous son of a bitch, but he can't help it. he's sacrificed too much to get to the top, but he doesn't want to lose you.

not when you look so beautiful- so ethereal laughing with that extra ‘hero’, monoma. under the gala lights, in your outfit, you were truly beautiful, and bakugou finds himself stunned by your allure, stomping over to you in a vulnerable moment of bewitchment.

he doesn't know how many people he pushed aside in the crowd, ignoring their grunts and gasps to reach you.

you, sweet, radiant, undeniable you find him first, meeting him in the middle with an even brighter smile.

despite being in the middle of a stuffy, packed floor, filled to the brim with heroes, sidekicks, reporters and managers alike, it is only you and bakugou. the intimacy causes him to feel overwhelmed by your glow; the tie he's donning suddenly tightening around his neck, causing him to choke on his words.

there's a sudden urge to get to his knees and start praising the ground you stand on.

"hi," you murmur.

"hey,” he responds, briefly scanning you up and down. “you look nice.”

you laugh at his compliment, masking the violent heartbeat of your chest. "thank you, katsuki. i think you look dashing."

the blond offers you his arm. you take it without much thought. "of course i do. if i wanna stand next to you i have to look worthy of it."

you fall first for bakugou katsuki.

but he's waiting at the bottom to catch you in his arms.

Super cute, you're trying to escape

Oh kitty. Your not leaving.

What Have I Done With My Life.

🥴☠️🥴😩🥴💦💦💦. My throat I feel all of it. Just punish my throat daddies!!!!!!

“he call me throatzillaaa” w/ bakugo, sero and kirishima inspired by “throatzilla” by slayyyter

warnings: cum (like lots of it), d*ck sucking, degrading, cussing, face fucking- just straight nasty head, 69-ing, filthy words, mentions of weed and high sex.

I recommend you listen to the song just to get a feel of the lyrics I used.

minors dni 18+

author’s note: this song came on shuffle and the idea came to mind to write about sucking dick. (one of my many favorite hobbies) Enjoy, besties!

“i know you wanna cover my face in whaaaat?.....”

- b. katsuki

bakugo’s in a testy mood and that could only mean two things

1. He’s horny

2. He’s genuinely pissed about something

more times than most it’s the first reason

so you being the caring s/o you are, you help him out *wink* *wink*

Katsuki sat on the couch scowling at nothing. He had ranted to his pretty baby that everything and everyone was just pissing him off; a telltale sign he needed a release. All that pent up aggression must have been a heavy load to carry so why not let him spill it all over your face? So being the sweet and considerate significant other that you are you happily get on your knees for him, palming at his growing dick through his jeans. Your eyes sink into his as you unzip them, Katsuki stopping midsentence at your boldness. His dick breaks free from the confines of his boxers, springing and slapping against his stomach. Hm. His proud boner stood tall, its bright red head leaking precum serving as further proof the man was just irritatingly horny.

You practically salivate at the sight, taking him into your mouth immediately. Words just took too much time to say. Your need to suck every aggression out of your bratty boyfriend nullified any other thought in mind as you slide your mouth down his length, your tongue stroking the bottom of his cock. Bakugo relaxed in his seat, watching as your pretty mouth take in his whole length. He moans when he feels himself slide into your throat, yanking your hair to bob your head up and down. You start gagging and drooling all over his dick as you pull away. Strings of your spit connect your mouth to his throbbing cock from the separation, your tongue returning and following the trail of his vein up to the head with focused and teary eyes darting into Bakugo.

“So big...” You gasp, taking him into your mouth again, your hands stroking what you can’t fit. Katsuki’s so astounded by the warmth of your mouth and all the slurping that came from it he’s a moaning mess, his head hanging back as he cussed. Your hands twist and pump his blushing cock, your spit making it feel as if he’s inside your tight walls as you work his most sensitive spots with your tongue.

“That’s it baby. Suck my fucking dick. Such a whore.” Katsuki slurred, hissing as you urge him to fuck your mouth again.

You moan around his dick, the vibrations sending shockwaves into Bakugo as he pulled your mouth off of his throbbing cock. He takes his cock into his hand and pumped a few times before erupting all over your face, your mouth open and tongue hanging out as you try and taste him. Hot, sticky globs of his cum drip all over your face much to Bakugo’s delight. You lick your lips and look up at him, eyes teary as you blink them away. Bakugo just stares down at your coated face, kissing your lips to taste himself like the filthy man he is, pulling away with lovesick eyes.

“Shit..... Go upstairs.”

“dirty talk so good it was poetry.”

- s. hanta

hanta sero is a resident “tree” smoker. 💨

so high sex is a must. he gets real horny when he’s stoned with his baby.

there’s no better feeling than smoking a blunt, kicked back watching you struggle to swallow him whole.

sometimes he’ll look at you with those pretty brown eyes all low and hazy and ask oh so nicely for you to suck his dick.

and what kinda s/o would you be to deny your sexy boyfriend the privilege of being sucked off by you?

filthy praise >>>>>>

like his dirty talk game is strong 💪🏽

like his words alone could make you wet mmhm yessir

sero just finished his blunt. you could tell because he reeked of weed and ash, his eyes low and red riddled with lust when he saw you just minding your business in your bedroom. you were reading something, laying on your stomach and swinging your legs all innocent like.

“You smoked without me didn’t you?” You question, looking up from your book to see Sero taking off his shirt. He smirks, noticing your face flush and turn back to your book. Sero walks up to you, crotch standing in your peripheral vision showing off a hefty boner.

“Whatcha gonna do about it, huh?” Sero slurred, swatting your ass to catch your full attention. Whenever Sero got high, he was insatiable in bed. You fondly remember a time you were bonded by his tape, ass up and face buried into the mattress as he fiendishly pounded at your cervix. Throwing your book somewhere, you pull Sero towards you in a heated kiss. Something in you just needed him, needed to feel him in some way or another. Clothes molt away and thrown all over the bed, making out with each other with fervor.

You’re now straddling his face, leaning down and sucking his dick to return the favor simultaneously. Sero’s tongue plays with your clit, slipping into your folds as his hands knead and grab at your plush ass. Your soft moans tingle on his cock, your head bobbing up and down to try and keep up with him.

“Having trouble, baby?” Sero teased, replacing his tongue with two slender fingers so he can talk you through the high he was about to give you.

“Your pussy’s so wet for me. Sucking my cock’s fun, isn’t it babe?” His filthy words cause arousal to resurface, your pussy dripping onto his fingers as he thrusts them inside with a deliberate pace. You’re shaking, unable to focus on sucking his dick from the seering pleasure he was giving you.

He slides his fingers out, wet sounds following as he slid them back in, lips kissing your thighs while he worked you. “Go on baby. Keep sucking my cock... if you can that is.” Sero laughed, bucking his hips up to keep you focused on your task. You gag around him, slurping as he started fucking your mouth and devouring your pussy at the same time. Tears stream down your face as Sero filled you with his tongue and dick, playful hums vibrating against you as he groaned and talked shit once again.

“Mmm.. listen to that pussy. So fucking sloppy. She likes it doesn’t she? Yeah I know she fucking does. This pussy’s mine, ya hear?” Sero moans, his fingers yet again fucking your soft walls so you hear him clearly.

“Face so pretty and my head go dumb like...”

- e. kirishima

eijiro loves you. like that’s not surprise.

and he thinks you’re the prettiest and sweetest thing he’s ever met.

so imagine his shock when he finds out you’re an absolute savant at sucking dick.

the thought of coating your pretty face in his cum just- like he short circuits.

damn like you’re the whole package.. gorgeous and you can suck dick like a pro?? scuse him while he goes and buys the biggest ring in the jewlery store.

“Fuuck, you look so sexy right now.” Eijiro gasps, feeling your warm mouth take him in. Your pretty eyes look up at him as your mouth works his length, slurping and choking on him as you drool all over it. Eijiro takes your head and holds it still to pull himself out of your mouth, holding his cock in one hand and tapping it on your tongue. You happily stick it out further, panting a little from trying to catch your breath.

“You’re gonna be the death of me, y/n.” Kirishima lulled, groaning at the sight of your pretty face becoming so lewd. He loved seeing you like this, spit dripping down your chin, skin flushed and eyes teary, your mascara running all over your face.

Eijiro sticks himself inside your mouth again, missing the warm wetness as he fucked your throat. You slack your jaw, sticking out your tongue to take him in. He’s moaning into the air, spewing out his desire to cum all over your face and then bend you over to fuck you for hours with a fistfull of your hair. You moan around his dick, slipping a hand down to play with your pussy shamelessly while keeping that hypnotizing eye contact.

“God you’re so fucking sexy. I bet you’re wet as fuck right now. Mm keep going like this and I’m gonna cum all over that pretty mouth.”

*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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Can I please request smut HCs on Bakugou, Kirishima, and Dabi where their black s/o has to explain what it means to "beat it up" and the results after they understand? 0////0

Beat It Up

Your man slid inside you so slowly that you felt every bump and ridge of your walls being massaged and stretched. It felt amazing and sent languid pleasure humming through your gripping pussy, but it wasn’t enough.

Your brown furrowed in frustration as you squeezed your dark brown legs around Katsuki’s hips and pulled him deeper into you.

“Katsu, please, just stop.”

He did immediately, pulling away to shoot you a worried look.

“What’s wrong, Babe, am I hurting you?”

“I wish,” you muttered. You regretted it immediately.

Your boyfriend’s handsome face frowned up.

“The hell you mean? You want me to hurt you?” He snapped, albeit softer than usual.

“No, no, baby I just...”

You knew what Katsuki was trying to do. Usually when he got home from long missions he preferred to take it slow and make love to you. But after five months without him, you didn’t want slow and easy.

“I want you to beat it up.”

“Haah? Beat it...what...?”

He slid out of you, and sat back. Luckily it didn’t take much for him to catch on.

“Ohhh, ok,” in a matter of seconds, he had you pinned on your stomach while his hard body pressed down into you.

His feral smirk hovered in your face as he rocked his hips against your round ass.

“Daddy’s little freak wanted me to dig in these guts of hers, huh? Look at those cute little pouty lips I love so much.”

Without warning, he pulled all the way out only to slam back into your juicy ass from the back.

“Ah, fu-ah, god, Katsuki!”

He chuckled almost evilly in your ear.

“Don’t run from the dick, baby girl,” he grunted in your ear as he pounded you into the mattress so hard the headboard knocked. “You wanted it like this remember? You wanted daddy to ‘beat it up,’ right?”

You couldn’t formulate words or thoughts as he pummeled your pussy into a gushy mess. Needless to say, he gave you exactly what you wanted all night long.

Eiji’s eyes were rolling back as you bounced up and down on his dick. It felt good to you too. Every roll of your hips made pleasure shoot through your body.

“Fuck, Pebbles, shhhh!” His tight abs flexed as he came inside your heat.

It matched the explosive orgasm you were having. As soon as that moment passed, you and your man were both ready to go again.

“I want you on top, Eiji.” You cooed.

He shot you a sly, boyish grin.

“Say no more, cutie.” Easily, he scooped up your body and pinned you to the bed, wrapping your thighs around his trim waist.

Kirishima eased himself into your pussy steadily, and you moaned. The sound made him hiss in pleasure.

“Like that baby?” He asked, biting your ear.

“Faster, daddy. Harder. Beat this pussy up.”

Your boyfriend paused, shooting you a puzzled look.

“Beat it up?” He chuckled, confused. “That’s new.”

You laughed. “That’s what I want, bae.”

He tilted his head like a confused puppy. It was utterly adorable.

“Uhhh. ‘Fraid I’m not following, sweetness.”

You laced your finger through his red hair. “Let me give you the abridged version. I want you fuck me so hard the headboard breaks.”

Kirishima’s ruby eyes widened, but realization fell over his face quickly.

“Well, in that case, say no more.”

He rammed into your pussy knocking the breath out of you with every slam.

“Ah, fuck, fuck, Eiiii!!!”

“This what you wanted, y/n?” He grunted between thrusts. There was a cockiness in his tone as he taunted you. “Is the headboard knocking hard enough for you, baby? Huh? Huh?”

But you couldn’t answer. You were too busy drooling.

(Lets be real, Dabi fucks with black girls and already knows what ‘beat it up’ means)

Sweat and cum pooled beneath your ass cheeks as Dabi’s dick rocked in and out of your sex. He had you propped up on the kitchen counter as he fucked you slow and deep. His long, curved dick flexed against your tight walls.

“Ughhh god.”

“Yeah, baby girl? Tell me what you want.” He encouraged.

You smirked against his lips, pulling back to shoot him a smoldering look.

“I want you to beat it up, daddy.”

He cocked a pierced brow and smirked back.

“Oh do you?” He chuckled. “Alright then. Just remember, y/n,” he snatched your head back by your kinky curls and whispered; “you asked for this.”

His low growl made you shutter.

Before you could gather your thoughts, Dabi slid out to the tip nice and slow massaging your pussy walls the entire time.

“AHH!”

He slammed into your gushy to the hilt, laughing when you screamed.

“Aha~ fuck yeah, baby girl! That’s what I like to hear.” He replied, smirking at you through his lustful gaze.

His dick pummeled into you so hard it felt like pure pleasure was exploded through your core with every pound. His white pubes brushed your sensitive clit with each stroke.

He felt your flexing cunt pulsing around his big dick and smothering it with your cream, and still he didn’t stop. He loved seeing that beautiful brown skin slick with sweat and your face screwed up in ecstasy for him.

“I wanna hear you talk ya shit, baby.”

“Dabiii-D-Dahhh!”

He nipped your earlobe, tauntingly.

“Remember, y/n,” he practically sang through his deep groans. “You asked for this.”

Yes yes yes to all I WANT no..NEED mean daddy deku. Please daddy please 🥵🥴🤤

PSSST mean dilf midoriya 😌

honey.... you menace. i was about to go get boba and you send me this...

are you talking about mean daddy deku who gives you an icy glare since you want to spend the day teasing him while he’s working from home.

mean daddy deku who broke 17 pens and pencils because he’s trying so hard not to take you on his desk right here right now.

mean daddy deku who’s breaking point was when you bent over picking up something while wearing that mini tennis dress with no panties.

giving him a delicious view of your ass and dripping cunt. how could you do that while he was in a phone meeting.

“i’ll have to talk to you guys later.” You heard the call end before hearing his heavy steps coming towards you. there was no where for you to run....

mean daddy deku who spanks you with his massive, rough hands until your mascara is running down your face. if you forget to count, he’ll spank you while using his quirk.

mean daddy deku who’ll edge you all night long even though you kept begging so sweetly to cum.

mean daddy deku who manhandles you in every position. he’ll go at an ungodly pace, not giving you a chance to adjust to his massive size as he degrades you.

“so pathetic, sobbing on my cock.”

“you’re nothing but fuck toy to me. do you understand”

“don’t you even think about cumming. only good girls get to cum.”

mean daddy deku who’ll finish before you do and leave you unsatisfied... like a proper fuck toy.

but he’ll make it up to you by taking you shopping and railing you to high heaven😌

i’m not going to edit this 💀

Take me out beef daddy. Put me Through that fucking wall🥵🥴💦🥵🤤

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 😳

ass-eating headcanons

summary; how they like their ass eaten, with Izuku, Katsuki, Shouto, Denki, Eijiro, Tenya, Neito and Shihai. All characters are aged up and in their 20s

Izuku

Please eat his ass.

Literally in any way you can, he loves it.

But ESPECIALLY when he's laying on his back with your hand around his cock and your tongue deep inside him.

Will grind his hips into your face, he can't help himself, it feels too good.

Cannot figure out what to do with his hands so he ends up just balling them into the sheets and gripping on for dear life.

He'll cum so fast if you stroke his cock while you do it, too.

Very vocal, begs you for more, tells you how good it feels, thanks you for letting him cum.

Katsuki

He's on his back, knees bent and one hand reaching down to spread himself.

Degrades you the entire time while grinding himself against your face.

"Yeah eat my ass you dirty slut."

"God you're so nasty, eating my ass like that. Such a fucking whore, aren't you? Yeah, stick your tongue deeper, deeper bitch."

Literally he's so mean about it.

But when he cums while you eat him? He'll moan so, so pretty for you.

And returns the favor.

Shouto

He doesn't realize it's something he likes until you're doing it and his thighs are quivering because it feels so good.

He's not super vocal, but little "nnghs", "fuck"s, "hhhahhhh"s bless your ears.

He's face down ass up, and you're warming him up to take your strap.

Slowly pumping his cock, and laving over his pucker with your tongue makes him jolt and the moment you press in, he groans.

Actually loves it when you eat him, and doesn't care to bring it up to anyone who cares to listen.

Eijiro

Another one who prefers to be on his back. Preferably propped up with some pillows so he can watch you.

Loves the way his balls look on your face at this angle.

Also will be stroking your hair and petting you and praising you the entire time.

"God your tongue feels so good, baby."

"Y-yeah, hhhahhh like that...fuck."

Clenches his jaw tightly and bares his pretty teeth while trying to hold his moans back.

He fails.

Will cum untouched just from the way your mouth feels on his ass.

Gets the cutest flushed and fucked out expression when he watches you.

Denki

Bend him over the side of the bed, spread his legs apart and kneel to eat his ass.

He'll be putty in your hands.

Very, very vocal. Soft whines and begs flow like wine from his lips.

Grinds his cock against the mattress because it's just too good.

"hhnn p-please it's... hahhh it's so good. fuck. hhhhhh god I'm gonna-"

If you let him he'll pump his cock and overstim himself from cumming too much.

Praise him, tell him he's doing a good job taking it well and it's a one-way trip to subspace.

Tenya

Tenya's the kind of guy who eats your ass so good you wanna return the favor.

Lay him down, press his knees to his chest and massage his muscular thighs while you take your time.

He likes it slow and deep, and if you keep rubbing his thighs while you do it he'll be so, so hard and needy.

Like, precum pooling on his abs, face flushed and needy, he'd beg you to pay his cock attention.

Not vocal at all, that's just him as a whole. However if you make him cum first and slurp it all up and then start eating his ass he's a mess.

Overstimulated and weak, he'll try to hold himself back at first but then his cock gets hard again and he's reduced to groans and whimpers that turn into full on moans and groans.

Neito

Neito is such a brat but we been knew.

Will fight you at first, you gotta be persistent. But when he gives in?

He'll have his face buried in the pillow, laying on his side with his hands over his head to hide himself. One knee hooked over your shoulder while you go to town.

He's so pitiful as he pants and whines and moans, begging you to let him cum.

If you feel like being mean you can neglect his cock and just focus on his hole.

Or if you're nice, fist his cock until his hips are moving on their own and he's chasing his release because he just cant help himself.

Shihai

Okay, Shihai is a solid switch you can't change my mind. He makes you beg to eat his ass. He just loves hearing you desperate for him.

He'll prop himself on his arms or elbows and watch you intently, a dark blush darkening his already dark features.

When it starts to feel really good he'll throw his head back, exposing the long length of his pretty neck, and reward you with deep, throaty moans.

When he gets close he gyrates his hips against you and slowly strokes his cock. He likes to take his time and savor it, building up to an intense orgasm.

Busts all over his stomach and makes you lick it up, tells you how good you are and then kisses you after to taste himself on your tongue.