MINORS 18+

funny lil virgin hcs for izuku midoriya

contains: nsfw, virgins, aftercare

warnings:nsfw, virgin, uhh slight mention of pain? tell me if i missed anything

minors dni

-midoriya insists that you get on top, so you can set the pace of everything. he places his hands shakily on your hips, careful not to put any weight or pressure on you.

-midoriya is so gentle with you the first time. hes heard itd be painful for you and is terrified to hurt you. hes so scared he barely moves for the first few minutes, even though its eating him alive trying to stay still for you to adjust.

-midoriya is loud, very loud and you love it. all the lil gasps and groans drive you crazy, and make you that much louder as well. the two of you sing together with your moans and heavy breathing.

-midoriya is very nervous he won't be able to please you as well as you please him. hes heard the stories of people not finishing due to the partner's lack of action. he asks, softly, to touch your chest, and fiddle with your nipples and you happily allow him to.

-midoriya knows he wont last long, especially not with you. his rhythm stutters and hips pathetically jerk towards your warmth. he fights as much as he can to last, for you, but once you see the way his eyebrows are knit together, and the concentration on his face, youre all but begging him to finish for you.

-midoriya comes undone loudly. youre sure the whole apartment can hear him. and you love it, youre obsessed with the sound. he, however, is embarrassed beyond belief, hiding his face in his hands.

-midoriya had read up on aftercare extensively. as soon as hes rested enough and recovered, hes up getting you water and a warm blanket. he cacoons the two of you together in bed, putting on a cute movie to enjoy together and presses a kiss to your forehead, telling you how much you mean to him.

NSFW

Wolf hybrid pack that was supposed to eat chubby bunny reader but instead take you in and use you as their little breeding toy.

They just kind of adore you, spoiling you with freshly picked fruits and vegetables, doting on their sweet little bunny as much as possible.

You want snuggles? They’re making a cuddle pile immediately, and you’re at the center. You’re hungry for something sweet? They’re ransacking the nearest village and bringing back every sugary item they can find.

They get into a lot of fights over who gets to breed you first once mating season comes around. You’re a bit afraid, seeing all these tall, needy wolves circling you like you’re a slab of meat.

It’s the first time they’re ever rough with you, pushing your soft body down and holding onto your hips as they rut into your fat pussy until you’re knotted over and over again.

Once they’ve all had a turn, they’re back to purring and cuddling into you, giving you little mating bites and cleaning you up.

You decide it’s worth it to get fucked out of your mind every once in a while if it means you’re treated like the pack’s princess. After all… it feels way too good being all full of cum and being bounced on one knot then another…

Being adored by an entire pack of wolf hybrids isn’t easy, but you’re a horny bunny, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

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yeah yeah monsterfuckers but what about humanfuckers. what about the dragon who leaves flower arrangements at the base of the princess’ tower? what about the werewolf who pines for a human to protect? what about a naga who is so so cold and wishes she had a nice warm human to coil around? what then

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

riding geto on the couch and he’s sitting back with his arms wrapped around your waist, burying his head against your chest as he sucks a nipple into his mouth. he’s groaning against your chest, making you clench around him from the stimulation of his vibrations.

it’s almost too much, and you don’t wanna finish yet so you wrap his hair around your fist and yank him back to get him off you and he curses. geto grabs your waist and starts slamming you down on his cock, his eyes rolling to the back of his head in pure bliss as you keep his hair in his hair.

“pull it again,” he groans, the words breathy. so you do, and when you yank his long hair his head falls back against the couch, exposing his beautiful pale throat as he brainlessly moans and his hips stutter as he fucks up into you.

“yesss, fuuuck,” he groans, his eyes rolling back into his head, almost fucking crossing from how good it feels. you lean into his neck and suck on his throat, squeezing around him as tight as you can as his cock head slams into your sweet spot. geto turns his head away from you, exposing his throat to you more and you yank his hair again, helping him turn his throat away.

geto laughs through a groan at the sharp pain, holding his breath when you suck on his throat. pulling away, you press a kiss to his throat and moan, “good boy, suguru.”

suguru nods and releases a long groan, “i am huh?” he asks, his voice breathy and hips stuttering. you nod, “yeah, such a good boy baby, taking getting your hair pulled so good.” he smiles and bites his lip, holding his breath every few seconds as his orgasm gets closer

“feels really good.” he responds, his thighs starting to shake under him. “yeah? feels good?” you yank his head again with your words. “baby-“ his smile falls and his mouth opens in a wide o, his brows creasing before you feel him soot inside you. he’s helpless as you continue to ride him through his high, his abs clenching and body jerking as he fills you up while you squeeze your fist against his scalp, giving him the pain he needs to unload his balls

𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐇 ⎯⎯⎯ s.suguru x fem!reader (part 1/?)

SYNOPSIS: You were young, dumb and so in love. There was always this adrenaline rush when you and Suguru were together; harmony, romance and protection. Fate, you called it. Our youth ⎯ you cherished it. But every high ends doesn't it? When Suguru left; the sorcerer society and you, Shoko and Satoru. And you were left with the weight of more than what you could carry. Decisions of your youth, testament of your love. TW: sexual intercourse <not really explicit, but I'll tag it as smut>, Satoru and Shoko being super depressed, heartbreak, abandonment, !!mentions of teen-pregnancy and abortion!!, crying, smoking, suguru being cruel, panic attacks

Series masterlist ── Chapter 2 : Moon Child

"This is the last time." He whispers, his voice hoarse, his lips pressing against the nape of your neck. His large hands grip your waist tightly, his hot breath fanning on your skin as he looks at you, and you feel your chest tighten into knots. "I won't be able to see you again anymore." He says, deftly pulling on the hem of your top.

Your lips part, a shaky breath leaving the warm cavern. You knew this was coming. The way he was spiralling out of despair. His long lashes flutter against his cheek, eyebrows scrunched ever so slightly at the centre of his forehead. His teeth are clenched tightly, a muscle lightly feathers on his jaw. Little lilac veins bedeck the expanse of his pale neck, its a strange hue. Starting with a purple undertone it fades into a soft greenish-blue.

You gulp and remain silent as you wrap your arms around his neck. Shaky breaths, and the rustle of the sheets is the only sound that echoes with the walls of the room. You are hyperaware, as if your brain is wracking hard to absorb every single sensory detail of tonight.

Slowly, he lays you down on the bed, his large and calloused hand coming to cup your cheek, his eyes taking in the sight of you underneath him. His thumb brushes over your bottom lip, a silent command for you to look him in the eye. "I hope you hate me." He whispers, his chest rising and falling quickly. "If the last thought you have of me is disgust and disdain, I could die a happy man."

You look up at him, your hand clenching the sheets as he removes your t-shirt. Your skin feels frigid under air con, cold blood washing upto your head; your throat is parched. You just wish the world would swallow me down, burn your body with lapping tongues of fire...at least then you would be warm. "I could never hate you..." you manage to croak out, your eyes blankly looking at the ceiling, anywhere but him.

"You're a fool." He whispers quietly, his mouth trailing down your neck, and you can feel his warm breath ghosting over your skin, his fingers dancing along the lace pattern of your black brassiere. "You're so foolish," he whispers again, his other hand grabbing your thigh and pulling you closer. "To love someone and expect them to love you back."

"I know...." You whisper out, its like an invisible hand is constricting your heart. A cruel reminder that it's written in the stars to be an ominous little thing undeserving of any love from anyone.

His voice is quiet, but you can still hear his words ringing in your ears as you feel his hot breath fan over your skin as he whispers in your ear. "You should hate me for leaving you like this, you should scream and yell, you should curse my name," He says, and you feel his teeth gently biting down on your earlobe.

A muffled gasp leaves your mouth at his nibble. You look up at his eyes, a watery smile making its way on your face as he tells you to hate him. "Suguru." You whisper out so lovingly, in a worshipping way, yout eyes so full of devotion and reverence. Even when tears line your eyes, even when his words rip you apart. "Suguru, my love."

His eyes go wide at your soft whisper, and you can feel his hands tighten on your waist as he lowers his head onto your shoulder, his face buried in the crook of your neck. "Fuck" He whispers out his voice so heavy, you almost think he would cry. "You're so beautiful," He tells you, his voice choked up. "You're the prettiest person I've ever seen." He whispers, feverishly moving to unclasp your clothes, throwing it on the ground. His jaw trembles just a little, a shaky breath leaving his mouth.

He buries his face between your chest, fists clenching the fabric of the sheets, just inhaling sharply, you can feel the rough pads of his fingers trail up your sides. His breath is hot, his kisses searing your skin, you feel warm now. Its a given under his smouldering gaze as he looks up at you.

You can't help but whimper softly, hands weaving into his dark locks. His finds purchase on the smooth flesh of your hips, his fingers squeezing gently. "Pretty girl," he whispers under his breath as a strange sensation runs down your spine like you had walked into a lukewarm bath, the water rising till your tailbone. Its a sickly feeling.

His hand trails down, till all your clothes are discarded somewhere in the void, the corners of your eyes are blurry, you can't exactly see anything but him.

You shiver and peer at him, watching him discard his clothing. he's so pretty, you think, like some dark seraph who's wrath was a but too much for the pearly gates and so he fell down....into your bed. A sudden dread claws at your ribs. There would be other woman who would see him like this. Others who he'd use for his vendetta, but regardless they'd see him in all his glory.

His eyes a dark like pools of tar, dripping down and defiling your cherub-blood. You want to sink you teeth into his skin and rip his heart out, cradle it to your chest and never let go. You need him to be yours. Its so unfair.

He pulls you up towards him, his hands settling under your thighs as he spreads your legs on either side of him. A low grumble leaves your mouth as your eyebrows furrow. Your heart hurts in a way that makes you dizzy. Your throat runs dry with this sudden tsunami of emotions that hits your so hard that your ribs hurt.

His breathing is heavy and loud, his eyes staring down at you intently as you look up at him. You can hear his heart pounding in his chest as he moves slowly, his hands gripping your thighs so tightly it almost hurts, but you can’t bring yourself to care.

You let out sharp, shaky whimpers. Trembling as your nose reddens, your heart feels like it’s breaking. You are never gonna see him again, feel him again. The world should cease to move.

He holds you close to his chest, his face buried in the crook of your neck, his breath coming out in a hot, heavy puff, fanning your skin with each passing moment.

Your hands shiver, and throat becomes so dry that its hard to breathe. You can't breathe. You can't let him go. The stoicness you had maintained to not look pathetic, to not cry in front of him when he was abandoning you. Its all crumbling down at this intimacy. This warmth has you feeling so vulnerable that you want to curl up and burrow to hide myself. A soft sob leaves your mouth as tears melt down from your eyes at the slightest bit of his warmth, breathlessly.

He freezes at the sound of your sob, his body stilling completely as he looks down at you. His hand moves to cup your cheek, his thumb wiping away the tear that threatens to fall. His eyes soften as he looks at you, his breathing slowing down as he gazes at you in wonder. His thumb trails across your skin and wipes another tear that threatens to fall, the look in his eyes heartbreaking as he looks at you.

And beyond that, you can't help the stream of soft sobs that you try so hard to stifle. You rest my arm over my eyes to stop looking, to stop feeling. Your shoulders tremble as all the indifference you were putting up, shatters down painfully.

His eyes go blank, and it’s as if everything comes crashing down around the two of you. He tries to stay strong, he truly does - but watching you cry like this, hearing the sounds you make as you try and hold it in, it’s almost too much. He pulls you up towards him, his arms encircling around your waist as he buries his face in your neck.

You cry out against his skin, your fingers tremble as your arms firmly wrap around him, afraid to let him go. Your stomach churns, and body burns. You want it to be a terrible dream. "Don't go." You cry out pathetically, sobbing. "Please don't go."

He stiffens, his arms tightening around your middle as he hears you say that. Your plea is like a knife in his heart, and he can’t help the way his arms tighten around you, as if trying to cling on to something that’s about to slip away. "Don’t…” He whispers out, his voice rough. “I told you… don’t make this harder than it already is," he says, his voice choked up. The pain in your voice is enough to break his heart, and he can’t help but feel utterly horrible as he holds you in his arms - but he can’t change his mind, he can’t stay with you, he can’t allow himself to get too attached to you. He already is, but he refuses to admit it, to even acknowledge the possibility of it.

And before you know it, your eyebrows furrow as you are lain back down again, a feathered gasp of pleasure and the pain that grips your heart leaves your throat.

He gasps as he looks down at you, your moans making his heart flutter with something almost akin to love. He leans forward, his face mere inches away from yours as his breath fans over your skin, and in a moment of weakness, he leans down and presses his lips against yours in a soft, gentle kiss.

And you unravel. He feels his heart ache as he looks at you, unable to stop the feelings that flood his chest, making his emotions go into overdrive. He leans down and presses his lips against your skin, kissing a trail down your neck as he whispers soft words of praise into the crook of your neck.

You pant as your eyes flutter in tiredness, hand coming to tuck the strand of his hair behind his ear. You can't sleep...you are scared to sleep. He'll dissapear.

He slumps against your body, his breathing coming out in heavy, laboured pants, his heart racing at a rapid pace in his chest. He stays like that, his fingers trailing up your back aimlessly, feeling the smooth expanse of your skin under his fingertips. For a moment, he imagines this is their life, that he could have the privilege of waking up next to you, caress your skin and whisper sweet nothings in your ear. But that can’t happen. He knows that, no matter how hard his heart is beating or how loud his mind begs him to stay.

You sniffle softly and he shifts, letting you bury face in his chest, your tears hollowing him again. He's leaving you, Satoru, Shoko...its all memories now. He has a greater purpose, he'll raise a Jujutsu only world. The world is far too cruel for people like you...its his way of protecting you.

He lays in bed for a long, long time, holding you close to his chest. He watches you for hours, his heart pounding in his ears as he listens to your breathing, the way your eyelashes flutter against your cheek, the way your mouth opens just a bit when you breathe. He memorizes every inch of your face, the way you look when asleep, the way your face softens when you’re in your most vulnerable state. He looks at you for hours, before gently untangling your hand from his arm and getting out of bed.

You wake up hours later at Shoko's phone call. Your eyes fluttering as you answer her sleepily.

"Hm?"

"Y/N, Suguru's killed 152 civillians, including his parents. He's left." She says and your breath hitches. You look around the room, heart racing when you don't see him. It wasn't a dream. He was here, he left. You could've stopped this massacre from happening. You could've convinced him. You could've killed him. It was your duty as a sorcerer when you knew what he would do.

You end the call and sit like that for hours, crying and sobbing into the sheets that still smell like him, the faint trace of his cologne sticking to the sheets long after he's gone. You stay there, unable to move, unable to bring yourself to get out of bed and face the empty apartment without him in it, facing the fact that he's gone. You cry until your throat is raw, and your eyes sting, and you can only hiccup and sob quietly into the sheets. Suguru Geto is a cruel, cold-blooded murderer.

Days turn to weeks, you feel yourself get paler, wearier. It was pathetic in some way to be this despondent after a heartache, but here you were. You try to get on with your life; you, Shoko and Satoru; working as Jujutsu students during the day, but no one talks about the loneliness that claws at the three of you during the nights. No one even mentions him, its painfully obvious how the topics are shifted at the slightest mention of him...

You sigh, resting your head against the wall of the infirmary tiredly as the smell of the nicotine and smoke from Shoko's cig permeates through the room. Its nauseating.

"Shoko, can you not smoke?" you grumble in frustration and Shoko briefly glances at you, before continuing to smoke.

You take a deep shaky breath as you look at her with your eyes furrowed. "Shoko. put the cigarette down." You punctuate and she frowns but either way puts the cigarette down on the ashtray with a scoff.

"You are being a bitch right now." She scoffs as she walks towards you, leaning against the wall where you are sitting down.

"Well I am sorry if the smell is making me feel sick." You sigh, running your hands through your hair and she hums, her eyes briefly flickering to the wallpaper on your flip-phone, a picture of you and Suguru she herself had clicked on his last birthday.

"Did you eat since the morning?" she asks casually and you close your eyes, shaking your head.

"Didn't feel like it." You mutter before you feel her cool hand against your forehead, seeing if you are warm.

"I do not have a fever Suguru-- I mean Shoko." you correct yourself, but your voice dies down a whisper at your error. Her eyes soften lightly at your words and she sighs, plopping down on the floor next to you.

The two of you sit in silence for several minutes. The faint whirr of the infirmary fridge and light ticks of the wall clock being the only dominating sounds in the room.

"Have you ben sleeping?" she asks quietly and you let out a mirthless snigger.

"Can't remember the last time I did." you say and she breathes out.

"Me neither," she says, shifting her hands and resting them on her knees

"Shoko..." you croak out, gulping slightly. The sound immediately draws her attention as she whips her head towards you. "I missed my cycle..." you say and your voice wavers like a little sapling underneath a harsh storm.

Her eyes widen, slowly, gradually as it hits. She sucks a deep breath about to say something before the infirmary door opens harshly, Satoru holding two dango sticks in his hand, on the door sill.

"Yo." he says and you sigh, looking back at Shoko. Satoru's smile falters slightly as he looks at the both of you, noticing the tense atmosphere in the room. He looks at Shoko with a questioning look, his eyes then flicking over to you. Satoru had always been a brilliant observer, almost too brilliant. He frowns slightly at the way your face looks as you look at him, the look on your face making his heart feel heavy. "What's wrong?"

"I think I have kept some spare pregnancy tests in the infirmary." she says and Satoru's eyes widen he feels this strange sense of dread wash over him as he looks at you, his heart dropping into the pit of his stomach. "Wait...what?"

You look at Shoko get up and fetch them from the drawers. Satoru looking between the two of you anxiously. His blue eyes softened in worry.

You take the kits from Shoko and shakily gulp, looking at her as you sigh. It felt dystopian, taking a few deep breaths you walk into the washroom and follow the instructions, waiting for the three sticks to turn out.

Your breath seemed logdged in your throat. No matter how much your tried, it felt stuck. Suguru...you needed him. You needed your lover to take care of you, press you to his chest, whispering sweet-nothings. "Everything will be okay. Whatever decision you make I am going to be by your side, forever."

You gulp and look at the three sticks. Positive. All of them. Not even a single a negative one. Its always said these sticks are not a good measure for pregnancy test, but here there are all of them positive. Even if one turned out to be erroneous, the majority still said positive.

You felt your world shift in its axis...no- it stilled, completely. Your pbottom lip trembled as a soft hiccup left your throat, and as soon as that, a harsh knock rebounded on the door, making you flinch.

"Y/N?" Gojo sounded. He seemed frantic, panicked, worried. "Is everything alright?" You couldn't speak, little cries taht you tried so hard to stiffle left your mouth.

You could hear Satoru take a sharp breath outside, followed by Shoko's muffled voice. All at once he opened the door, his cerulean pupil shrunken as he looked at the three tests on the slab.

"Shit..." He gasped, his hand flying to his mouth as he hesitantly looked at you. His heart shattering at the sight of you so small, crying, shaking. Immediately he envolved his arms around you, pressing you to his chest...

"Its okay, its fine," he whispered but his own voice was shaky. Never in his life had he momentarily detested Suguru so much. He wanted to search every corner of the world, slap him and bring him back to you.

Shoko frowns slightly, her fingers clenching and unclenching at her sides. "Do you..." She hesitates for a moment, looking at you and Satoru before she continues. "Do you want to keep it?" She asks you softly, her eyes flickering down to your stomach for a moment before looking back at your face. "You know it's your choice...it's your body. No one can force you to keep it if you don't want to."

You gulp sharply, your shoulders shivering against Satoru's broad chest. Your baby, you and Suguru's baby...you couldn't possibly give it up! You were a healer, your job was to save lives! How could you give on the testament of your and Suguru's love?

"No...I am keeping them." You whisper with an anguished look, parting from Satoru.

Shoko sighs softly as she looks at you with a conflicted look on her face. She knew that deep down, that's what you were going to decide. She knew that you could never get rid of the one thing that was keeping you tied to Suguru forever. No matter how hard your heart will ache every time you look at the child growing in your stomach, the child that looks or acts like him, the one thing that can keep him in your life forever. Shoko can tell from the bittersweet look on your face: you are going to keep this baby.

Satoru's heart aches at your words, the reality of the situation crashing down on his shoulders all at once. Here you are, pregnant with Suguru's baby, and Suguru isn't going to be here to see the baby. He isn't going to be here to help you with your cravings and your hormones, or to be there by your side, holding your hand as you scream and cry during birth. He isn't going to be there to see the baby's first steps, or the first time they say 'daddy'.

You couldn't help but look back at your phone's wallpaper, only to be interjected by Satoru.

"That kid is going to know how to curse people before they even know the times table." He says with a proud grin. Shoko sighs softly at Satoru's ridiculous declaration and rolls her eyes. "I'll teach them to get on your nerves before they're even born."

You let out a shaky breath and nod, tears rolling down your eyes. It was going to be terribly hard, you know that, but the burden would be slightly less with Shoko and Satoru on your side.

"Don't cry..." Satoru murmurs, wiping your tears with his thumb, "It'll be alright, you'll be a great mom." He says, his big cerulean eyes pooling with adoration as he looks at you.

To be continued.

11 months later....(part II)

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izuku and (large tit⁉️) virgin reader 🙀

maybe he a virgin too, i’ve always guessed he was a dirty dog since junior high, he’s got to have watched porn or smth for a whirl at some point, you see the way he is around girlies

anyways, i love your writing style and energy, will be making many more requests if you would like them !

writing this bc I too suffer with big tiddie-itis. I completely agree with everything you have said and would love for you to come again, ty for the appreciation and i hope you [all] enjoy<3

Izuku midoriya has always been kind of.... a perv. It wasn't exactly obvious that he was a pervert however, he made damn sure no one knew this little secret about him. However he couldn't keep it from his best friend, his best friend katsuki had always known izuku was a little freak.

Whenever he got yelled at by people he thought was attractive he'd unintentionally pop a boner, whenever someone complimented him, whenever he was too close to a pretty person, it doesn't matter. He was just a natural perv.

Now izuku wouldn't call himself a pervert, just an easily excited person. When izuku got into high school he never intended on befriending the local pervs. Denki kaminari and mineta minoru, they're literally known for being perverted in some way, in denkis case.

When he met you though, for the love of all things good and holy. He couldn't help the way his eyes mercilessly trailed up and down your body. He couldn't hold a conversation with you without his eyes accidentally trailing down to your voluptuous bossom. To him it seemed as if your breasts wanted to be looked at, that they'd wanted to escape your U.A uniform.

The way they bounced when you walked or when you laughed, and oh, when you'd just stand there they seemed as if they were practically bursting from the seams, the buttons were literally trying their hardest just to do their jobs.

Izuku loved being around you. Your company was extremely pleasant to him, you were nice and strong, a caring and giving person. You were just nice all around, he felt so dirty and guilty for looking at your body in such ways..

Imagining all the positions he would put you in just to watch your beautiful big and round boobies just bounce for him. He would stroke his fat leaky cock to the time his shoulder accidentally poked the side of your boob. You acted like it didn't happen but he was a flustered mess, his body, his skin came so close to your, albeit clothed, titties.

Izuku would shove his tie in his mouth while he helplessly squeezed his cock head and fiddled with his balls, pathetic little whimpers leaving his mouth. He was practically drooling from a simple poke to your boob. My goodness, he craves to put his face in them, suffocate beneath them.

You had a crush on izuku for a while now, of course it went unbeknownst to him because he's an oblivious idiot who only really pays attention to himself despite being a very observant and selfless person. When you invited him on a 1 on 1 study sesh in your dorm he was terrified. He didn't know how he could face you after he just milked his cock for all it was worth........

He went anyways.

Izuku could not keep his eyes off of you the entire time, hardly even focusing on the work or what you were saying. You were wearing this absolutely adorable frilly pajama set, he'd heard you when you said it matches the one mina has. He wouldn't mind seeing you both in them together side by side... Wait no! He has to stay focused on the work! That's what you invited him over for!

Not to fantasize about you and your best friend in little to no clothing.......fuck. izuku groaned lowly to himself as he stared at your chest, gulping at how huge they truly were. He wondered how warm they were.. how soft, did you want him to touch them? Did you like them to be touched? Have you ever had anyone touch them before? Have you ever had anyone's cock in betwe——

“ uhm.. izuku? are you uh, alright? you're like kind of red..”

“ huh!? o- oh! yes! haha! I'm fine! ahem..”

Izuku was flustered red and so embarrassed. You'd just caught him looking at your tits... Kind of. It was so embarrassing, devastatingly so he just wanted to be swallowed whole by mother earth herself and be reincarnated as fly. He deserved it.

“ i- I'm sorry... I should g-”

“ I.. didn't mind you looking.... y’know.”

Oh. Izuku turned to face you with a completely red face and those stupid huge puppy dog eyes of his, his breathing was stuttery and he was absolutely petrified. Had he heard right? Did you... Like him staring at your tits?!

Izuku gulped down hard, his eyes accidentally switching fastly between your tits and your face. You giggled which caught hsi attention back to your face completely.

“ I- I, uhm.......what?”

His voice was wavering. Shaky in some sort, he didn't know what to do with this information. You just smiled at him stupidly and that made his cock fill with even more blood. Goodness do you even know what you do to him?!

He's jacked off countless of nights thinking about you and those glorious godforsaken big titties of yours. Squeezing his cock until it cried milking white tears, he'd overstimulate himself thinking about you. You. Now because of you, he had no intentions on holding back.

Izukus lip was shaking, with no second thought he grabbed your hand and walked you to your bed with no words being spoken. He laid you down and gently crawled onto you, his thighs on either side of your body as he leaned down. His lips were right up close to your ear, shaking as much as his breath was. Quivering even.

Izuku noticed the little things. Like for example, how your thighs kept squeezing together each time he spoke to you, he didn't think much of it before. Until just now, you're squeezing your thighs together whilst he's on top of you. He scoffed lightly into your ear and kissed along the shell of it making you jolt lightly.

“ y- you have no idea... How many nights I've touched myself to you... The post nut clarity I had, worried you'd think I'm a disgusting pig when really.... You like it.. you've always liked it. You love when I look at your titties, huh?”

You truly were speechless. Where had that shy little guy gone? Why was he speaking like this? As if you're in the wrong.. he's the one that had been staring at your body in such a disgusting way.

“ I.. uhm...”

The way you couldn't answer him, that did something. It did something bad to him. He bit his lip to muffle the moan that threatened to come from his throat, he ground his growing hard on into your thigh and sucked in sharply at the friction, the stimulation of his clothed cock against your bare thigh.. thin fabric covering his cock from touching your sweet soft angelic skin.

Izuku moved back from your neck and got a good look at you, the way your boobs were splayed out and how huge they looked. They way they spilled it at the top, he couldn't contain the moan this time, his mouth fell open and his eyes slightly rolled at the sight. He groaned and just desperately began humping your thigh, he started speeding up out of no where.

His moans started getting even more whiney and his movements sloppy. He just shoved his face in your boobs while he came, the smell of your lotion and body wash flooding his senses it began to all be too much, he didn't stop rutting into your thigh as he finished, oh no. He kept going, overriding his high and overstimulating himself.

The whine that left him was so adorable and so pornographic, it seemed straight out of a porno. His breaths were quivering and he was mumbling random things whilst whimpering. He was trying his hardest to regain his composure but it was just so hard.. he just came in his pants whilst grinding on you. He's sure it was the most he's ever made...and izuku cums alot.

He lets out a rather long breath before lifting his head to look at you with glossed over eyes. You had a small smile on your lips as you rake your fingers through his hair. A shiver goes down izukus spine as he sighs eyes fluttering shut. This is exactly what he needed to get rid of the upcoming post nut clarity. The fact you held him with no judgement made him feel so...good?

There was no word to describe the way he felt in this given moment. But it was so perfect that he could only whimper in your arms.

AN: guess who lied ab taking a break from writing? That's right!!!! So erm, this is ass and unfinished. It's a draft that I'm just getting out now instead of actually finishing so, yeah sorry for the disappoint

Miles

Lazy ass

Context: You've been fed up with tojis lazy behavior around the house. Granted, he pays your bills and for you to live a good lifestyle. But the constant cleaning up behind him, you were done. You yelled at him about these issues, but he never acknowledged it. He always steps over you and ignores you. But after he came home today, you were fucking done....

*This is a reupload that a nice person requested me to repost from my community*

Content warning: toji fucking you like you crazy, kinks, back!shots, you called him a bitch, controlled fucking, hairpulling, drooling and spit. Toji is just a mass dickhead who gets turned on by the way you yell at him. Use of the word nigga.

You were fed up with it. You just got done cleaning your room, and low and behold, here his bum ass come; throwing the bed apart, clothes on the floor, plates and cups and his big ass snoring on the bed laid out like a dead man. You were fuming at this point. You picked up the clothes and fixed the room again before smacking him with a pillow. He jolted up, tense already like he was prepared to fight. He looked at your face, slowly started calming down. "Fuck wrong with you?" He asked in a bored tone.

"Nigga are you fucking serious!?" You yelled. He sat up a bit more getting comfortable around the plush pillows and bedding. "Nigga you been here for X amount of days and yet everything is always in disarray cause of you!" You yelled. He sat their confused, he let out a groan, "Not this shit again."

"Yes, this shit again! The fuck!? You lay up in my fucking house and don't do shit! When the last time you picked up a broom? Wished a dish? Folded a pair of fucking clothes? Not a damn thing!" You yelled, you were in the bathroom now, cleaning it up again and fixing the counter.

"You always complain about the stupidest of shit y/n, you know that? I pay bills and pay for yo' expensive ass hobbies... whatchu' ever give me?" He mumbled, loud enough for you to catch it. You came storming out the bathroom towards his lazy ass.

"What!? Bitch what have you ever given me other than a fucking headache!?" You were angry, tears pricked you eyes and toji's non attentive form, molded upon the word bitch.

He was quick, in your face grabbing your throat. You were shocked, waiting for the squeeze so you could spazz. But it never came, he held your neck in his hands, face close to yours eyes low.

Who the fuck are you talking to?" He asked you in a low voice. You looked in his eyes, you were angry as hell. But his face and his hand grip left you kinda, wanting more. You almost forgot how this man got to you when you were angry.

It's like he tries the sexy route before he has to battle the endless arguments that stacked themselves when you gained a brain and consciousness after a night of, "Fighting."

You tempted a word, "I was talking to you fushigu-", the air was taken from you momentarily when his grip tightened slowly. It was sexy, causing you to shiver.

"You was talkin' to who?" He asked you again. You couldn't even form another sentence before he wasn't in front of you anymore.

Dammit, heavenly restriction was a bitch when yall argued. Especially when he used it to get away and text you later talking about you was on some bullshit so he went to gojos. You felt his hands ghost his t-shirt you were wearing. He was behind you, dick pressed against your plush ass.

You were about to grab his hands, holding your ass, "Ah-uh toji! Nah- you not finna get out thi-" he pushed your hand away from him, he slapped your ass earning a whine. "Move yo' fucking hands. I'm still trying find out who a bitch." He snarled.

He pulled the shirt up, revealing a pair of blue underwear. He grinded against you, grinning at the way your ass molded against his dick print. He groaned, twitching excitedly in his boxers. He saw an opportunity and pushed you forward. You landed on the bed, posted up on both hands.

"Toji, fucking st-" You tried to grab at his hand again. You felt his rough hand snatch your wrist and pin it behind you. He leaned over you, slinging a muscular arm around your neck, pulling you up roughly.

His breath caught your ear, "Who a bitch y/n?" He asked you again. The question was sickening and repetitive, you were irritated with his attempts at, persuading your anger.

Shock brung you back from your thoughts, you released a soft moan when his teeth nibbled your ear lobe. You tried to pull your head away, but his lock around your neck semi tightened forcing a stillness in your neck. You moaned again, his hand let go of your arm and went under the shirt to graze your breast. "Ouh fuck~" You moaned.

He grinded against your ass some more, twisting and rubbing a nipple, "Tell me who the bitch? Cause right now I'm looking at mines and I see no other in here." He said, biting down on your lobe.

You were horny, yes, but you were angry, yes. But who said you can't be both? You wanted to see just how far he'll take it. So you opened your mouth, "You- you bum ass ni~" He sucked his teeth, "Mane-", he pushed you on the bed roughly. He grabbed your legs pulling you halfway off the bed.

"Toji stop fucking pushing me!" You whined. He smirked, pulling at your panties. He tugged them down, earning a whimper and another whiney stop.

"Touch my hand again, and imma lock you in place and fuck you till you can't breath. Stop playin' y/n and lemme see." He said. His voice showed firmness, you put your hands in front of you.

"That's what I love, fucking obedience." He groaned. His fingers found their ways inside your warm walls. You shivered, his hands were fucking cold.

His fingers pistoned inside you, "Mmm~ she mad at me too?" Toji purred at you. You weren't even listening to him. You were too busy, tightening around his fingers to care.

Toji worked around your walls and pressed against that soft spot righttttt..."

Ouhh fuck right there daddy! Mmm~ right fucking there!" You pushed your ass back against his fingers. You felt your pussy throbbing, your juices running down your legs; you were embarrassingly wet. Toji smirked. His dick was jumping in his boxers. It couldn't breath, and neither could he. He was just holding his breath. He didn't wanna come yet, but this sight of you. Bent over, shivering, cumming around his fingers. Your sweet pussy drooling around his middle and ring finger.

"O~ oh fucckk! Fuckk! Fuck! Fuck~♡" You shook, pulling yourself off his fingers. Toji wasn't finished, he needed to get his point across.

He wasn't done arguing with you, not in his own little way. He gripped your sides, rubbing his thumbs on the stretch marks. You were spent laying there to realize. "Ah~ toji baby, mm mm!" You shook your head. But he was already pulling his boxers off. He was too gone to care.

His dick landed on your ass, jiggling, "Mm~ I'm not done proving my point~ Always yellin' always wantin' some attention. She do too~ she mad at me, mad mad lil' things... lemme finish my point bae~", he was whispering.

You were shaking, barely standing from that last orgasm. His dirty ass talking had you weak in the knees. Toji pulled your ass apart, a cool air hit your wet cunt, he drooled, sliding his dick between your folds. He slowly started filling you, your thighs started shaking. "Shit~! Toji! Baby~"

"Nah, imma bitch remember?" He reminded you of your earlier comment. Your response was something he didn't expect, "O-oh! I forgot..."

"You funny?" He asked. His hips snapped forward, nestling his cock perfectly inside you. You let out a strained moan, your head was buried in the sheets that smelled like him. Toji hissed, "Mm! Too deep off in that pussy bae?" You fingers curled around sheets. "Toji~!" You said in a shaky high-pitched voice.

"Bitch.", he hissed. A rough pace established itself withing the bounds of this fucked up "arguement."

"Ngh~ daddy!" You moaned under him. A hand found it's way roughly through your hair, picking you head up as it yanked you out of the bed.

"Open yo' fuckin' mouth when I speak to you." He chuckled deeply. You didn't even hear a question muttered. You tried to focus on the argument at hand that you were apparently happening.

"You got an attitude all for what? Some clothes and some fucking dishes? You don't yell at me when I'm deep in 'er. That be the only way I have to talk to you, cause you be fuckin' spazzin' like a lil' hothead.", toji leaned down, his dick was arching dangerously into your g-spot.

"Now why you be givin' my pussy a bad name? You so argumentative ma', and for what? Some dick? Yeah?" Your hand found his in your hair, trying to pull his tangled fingers out of your soft hair. Toji smacked your ass, "Stop that shit and answer me. You tryna' stop me but I ain't heard not a damn word."

He was right, you haven't said a safe word. And right now, this man was plowing you and you ain't got not an issue. You drooled, eyes rolling back as his cock hit every pressure point inside you.

"You now damn well, I don't have to do shit in this house, yo bills are paid, yo' hobbies are supported and yo' nails, hair, clothes and shoes are paid for... yo spoiled ass walk 'round this house, and ion even get a thank you daddy anymore. But go' head tell me bout the house! Mm fuck~ go 'head tell me why you be walking through our home yellin' like you done lost yo' mind."

You were stuck, and his hard body leaned against you. His hand lost your hair, and glide down your hips, thrusting deeply. Your head hung down, crying a whimpering, "I don't know! Daddy! Fuck!"

"Yes you do stop lyin' and lay the fuck down." You laid down like he said, instinctively arching dangerously.

Toji bit his lip, "How many should I give you fa' lyin' on this dick?" He asked you, jiggling your ass in his right hand, occasionally giving it a squeeze. You shook your head. You were drunk off that feeling of helplessness he gave you. Like a soft escape, it brung you down to relaxing cock drunk hysteria.

Toji responded to your silence with, "You quiet now but you had all that mouth... now you tell me who the bitch?", he laughed when you started babbling apologies.

"When you coulda' not did that shot and waited till just got up. I just got off a mission an hour ago, and here you come, 'mm! Toji! You don't do this!', or, 'see this why you be gettin' yelled at cause see!'" toji flipped you on your side, you head lolling with your body. You thought he was gonna give you God breaking backshots, but this sudden change confused your shakey head.

"Now my dick hard, you look fuckin' stupid and I'm angry." He said. He pulled your thighs apart, hiking a leg over his shoulder. Your pussy was creamy, it was all around his dick, "Now you layin' here gettin' yo' pussy handled when you coulda' just came in here did what you needed to do and left up outta here."

He slipped himself inside of you again with a groan. You gripped the sheets, moaning like a whore, "Ou! I'm sorry! I'm sorry daddy! Mm just angry you don't pay me attention when I do all this cleaning and you go behind me and mess it upp! L- like you don't care!"

"Cause I love it when you yell at me." He said sadistically. He was fucking you without a stop in sight. Your tits bounced against your rib cage, you felt another orgasm, but this one felt like you might squirt."I fuckin' love that crazy eye you got when you get so tense bout some shit I did. It gets me stif when that ass walks away from me angrily, pussy snug between them thick warm thighs. I be wantin' t'bend you over. Mmngh, fuck the shit outta you." He admitted, his thrusts becoming sloppy, signaling his end too.

And he called you crazy...

You started fumbling with his grip on your wayward thigh, "Ngh! Daddy! Daddy no! I just cleaned these sheets, mngh toji I don't like the red onessss!" You squeeled.

Toji shook his head, "Nah~ squirt on it... you such a clean freak to be such a dirty fuckin' bitch♡" He was right. You were so concerned with being clean, you completely forgot he has his sides too.

Yeah, he was a dirty ass bum. But, fuck was he yours."Mmngh~ Cumming~!", you yelled. Your body arched. Toji let out a praise before cumming deep in you. A lil too deep. You hit his arm, "Deep!"

"Yeah.." He pulled out.

After that morning, you've noticed slight changes in his bum ass behaviors. It brings you an actual sense of ease seeing him take the trash out the next day.

How nice of him.

Even though he was still a bum in your mind. It was good he took the initiative in trying to change for you.

♡

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hot days ۶ৎBNHA UNI.AU

18+ WARNING! SMUTT

(part two)

-> shigaraki tomura 🩵

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“h-hah fuck !”

You were bent over his bed, the water you had just brought him threatening to fall over but you couldn’t keep your eyes on it anymore, not with the way he was fucking you.

“You’re fucking greedy. First my water and now look at you.. taking every inch of me.” The grin in his voice was enough to send you livid, what kind of punishment was this.

Lewd noises filled up the room, your face was burning from embarrassment and.. lust ? Would it have been bad to say you were enjoying this ? Not at all.. and he could tell.

His right hand snuck down to your lower core and once he found your clit he didn’t stop teasing you..

“T-tomuraaaaa” tears building in your eyes from the angle he was fucking you at and the way he was teasing every inch of you. His left hand stayed on your hip, keeping a firm grip.

He leaned a little forward just to whisper in your ear. He was fucking loving this. Every minute of it. Every time you squeezed around his length and every time you whined. You were so out of it you didn’t even realize you were involuntary grinding shading him.

“You’re gonna cum for me” his breath fans over your ears and sends chills down your spine..

You nod your head in agreement.. hoping this would be the end of it.

“But when I want you to.”

What ? When he wants you to, that’s not possible, not like this-

“But I-“

He brought his hand up, gently pressing his middle and ring finger on your tongue to silence you.

You were filthy.. because the minute he did that you got closer to your orgasm. It was like your body was reacting to everything and anything he said or did.

His breathing became heavier and you could tell he was close too, but was purposely waiting for you to finish. He might have a kink for this..

Despite his fingers still in your mouth you managed to mumble his name..

He grinned in response to your weak response..

“Cum for me.” And it was instinctive the way your body reacted to his words. He quickly removed his fingers just to hear you cry out his name and listen to your voice tremble as he kept going.

He wasn’t gonna stop, he wasn’t tired, he wasn’t even thirsty anymore.

But you loved it. If he saw the smile on your face he’d think you were enjoying this a little too much and maybe you really were.

If being a brat was the cause of this, you’d make a mental note to do much worse.

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for the reader that requested a part two :)

❝𝐣𝐣𝐤 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 + 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 (𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨)❞

a/n: almost four hundred followers omg.. i love all you freaks mwah!! here is part two as promised. included some requests for characters. aged up! megumi and yuji of course. might do a part three maybeeee? afab body w/no gendered language as usual.

part one.

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. *. ⋆ TOJI FUSHIGURO

▸ panty stealing. he thinks of it as memorabilia. snatching your panties from the floor before you have the chance to put them back on- just something he keeps to remember you bye.

▸ daddy kink. we all saw this coming, right? you call him daddy once and it's all he needs to fuck you into the bed for the rest of the night.

▸ thigh riding. seeing you frotting against his large thigh, desperate to cum, pussy practically drooling for it... his favorite foreplay 100%.

▸ cum play. this man will cum anywhere and everywhere and he'll love it. let him cum on your face, your ass, your chest, your back, down your throat, etc etc.

▸ hatefucking. angry sex after an argument where he takes out all of the stress you caused him on your poor holes :(

▸ breeding. you can give him another baby, can't you? you can make him a daddy all over again, right? just let him cum inside of you as much as he wants, he'll make it happen, he swears.

▸ exhibitionism. you grind against him once on the bar floor and next thing you know he's dragging out to the empty alleyway and pressing you against the nearest wall.

▸ size difference. he's so large, so big, every single part of him practically overtaking you. and he gets off on that fact so fucking hard!!

. *. ⋆ NANAMI KENTO

▸ cockwarming. seating himself inside your warm pussy while he's stuck doing all kinds of boring paperwork. he'll fuck you, he swears, you just gotta sit pretty on his lap for a little bit, okay?

▸face fucking. he loves taking out all of his stress on you. gripping your hair as he uses your mouth mercilessly, bullying his cock down the back of your tight throat.

▸blindfolding. silk ribbons in a variety of colors that he matches to the underwear you're modeling for him. only the best for his lover <3

▸ thigh riding. there's no better way to put him in the mood than pathetically grinding yourself against his thigh, using his body selfishly for your own pleasure.

▸ hair pulling. y'all know that one scene... he pulls at your hair exactly like that. fingers going white with how tight he's tugging at you, manipulating your position until you're face to face with his scowl.

▸ spanking. makes you count for every slap and if you miscount, he's starting all over again. pay better attention to him next time, yeah?

▸ semi-public. yes, he will bend you right over his desk, no he doesn't care there's a meeting going on next door. or better yet, against the window of the fourth floor, overlooking the busy street below it.

▸ phone sex. it really isn't any problem that he's across the country on a mission. even just the sound of your whines over the phone is enough to get him off.

. *. ⋆ MEGUMI FUSHIGURO

▸ panty stealing. he would say he feels bad about it, but he doesn't. you looked so good in the lacey little things, he can't help but want to keep them for later. even has his own little drawer for them.

▸ masochism. the stinging pain of your nails running down his back is utterly euphoric. and don't get him started on how harshly you tug at his hair when he's eating you out- he can cum in his boxers just from that alone.

▸ breast play. massaging at the skin, feeling the plumpness under his fingertips. sucking at your nipples and leaving a trail of kisses down the valley of your breasts. he's obsessed.

▸ edging. leaving you just on the brink of release over and over again, until tears are streaming down your face. he'll let you cum eventually, you just look so pretty this worked up for him.

▸ marking. oh my goddd do not get megumi started on this. he doesn't know why it gets him so worked up- seeing you covered in the hickeys and bite marks that he's left on you- but it does.

▸ cunnilingus. eats you out like a man starved, like he'll never eat you out again. pulling him away from your poor pussy is next to impossible if he's not yet done with his meal.

▸ mutual masturbation. sometimes you both just need to relaxation of release and nothing more. sitting across from each other on the bed, or maybe side by side, listening to the moans of the other as you both touch yourselves.

▸ dacryphilia. like adoptive father like adopted son. seeing your eyes brim with tears from how good he's fucking you drives him crazy.

. *. ⋆ YUJI ITADORI

▸ ass play. we all know he's an ass man i mean come on?! doggy style is his favorite position just because of it. seeing how the fat of your ass moves with every slap of his hips is fucking addicting.

▸ praise kink. tell him how good he's fucking you and how much of a good boy he is pleaseeee!!!!

▸ toys. he didn't realize how much he would love bringing toys into the bedroom until he sees how hard you can cum around him while he holds a vibrator to your clit.

▸ raw sex. he knows it's stupid, fucking you with no protection. you're pussy just feels so good, so warm, he needs to fuck you raw.

▸ face riding. please sit on his face, suffocate him, he doesn't care. it's his favorite position to eat you out.

▸ overstimulation. poor baby doesn't even mean to overstimulate you half of the time- he just has so much stamina, you understand that, right? and seeing you so flushed and fucked out under him has him so horny. just one more round, yeah? you can do that for him, right?

▸ dirty talk. yuji is a yapper and that doesn't stop when he's fucking you. the filth that comes out of his mouth has you wet just thinking about it.

▸ dry humping. the tension, the intimacy, the panting, the friction?? all of it, it's like a drug to him.