Neither Your Alarm Clock Nor Iwaizumi Were What Woke You Up This Morning.

i just noticed u changed ur layouts for your theme! love your theme btw! so cute and so you!!!

thanks ya thanks ya. i want it to look pretty i want to change it every four seconds because i always thing someone else’s is cooler and i like that more and want to try it but i not that tech savvy hehe :)

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Feat. Tanaka Ryunosuke x F!Reader, Bokuto Kotaro x F!Reader, Tendou Satori x F! Reader

Description: Due to your loving boyfriend being in a different continent for personal reasons, you had been feeling quite lonely in your once shared apartment. You hadn’t expected him to come back for at least another three weeks, which almost seemed unbearable. You two had been keeping contact with innocent skype calls and text messages, until recently when things between the two of you get steamy through the screen. 

Rating: Smut

Disclaimer: Sexting, Mutual Masturbation,  Established Relationship, Long Distance?, Desperation, Mentions of Punishment, Brief Insecurities  Word Count: 2,681

Links: Masterlist,  Ask Me Anything

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|♡| Tanaka Ryunosuke |♡|

“Miss you”

The short text has you smiling to yourself, kicking your feet at the edge of your bed as your boyfriend continues to complain about how tiresome this trip was and how much he wished he was in bed with you. It wasn’t long before your perverse boyfriend turned his sweet messages into provocative texts, hinting strongly to send him nude photos of yourself. 

“It’s fine if you dont wanna bby, just need a little motivation is all” He sends immediately after, noticing your lack of response. “Are the ones I sent before now cutting it?” You anxiously type the reply to which Tanaka is quick to respond. 

“Ofc, but you know I cant help but want more. I wanna see you.” 

You were always nervous about taking pictures. Always second-guessing your pose or hating on your expression. You had never felt like you were photogenic, and nudes seemed to only strengthen this insecurity despite Tanaka fucking it away numerous times before. 

But you knew your boyfriend, who was completely devoted and obsessed with your character. Just the slightest flash of skin and Tanaka would run laps and have slobber hang from his mouth. He was never shy about how attractive he thought you were. 

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[10:51am]

mdni

bakugou x shy!reader

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Katsuki was sitting on the bed reading as he normally did before the two of you went to sleep, however he was interrupted when you waltzed in twiddling your thumbs and looking down.

“What’s wrong, baby? Somethin happen?” He moves to take off his reading glasses and set them on the side table so he could go over to you.

“No! No stay there!” you speak almost panicked while he sets his weight back down on the fluffy mattress. “Nothings, um nothings wrong, ‘s just you’ve been busy with um work a-and i had some free time today, so I um went shopping…” You speak with your head down.

“I miss you too baby but why’re ya telling me about going to the grocery store?” Katsuki looks at you with confusion written all over his face.

“Noo,” the whine that you only made when you just wanted him to get something without having to say it. “I-I went … clothes shopping…” You say desperately trying to convey to him what you mean.

“Ah, I see” finally you thought. “Show me whacha got, pretty.” He says smiling at you.

“Um o-okay…” you step forward and make your way to the bed where you slowly climb into his lap, katsuki’s back against the headboard legs strewn out so he looks relaxed.

“Hah? Thought you were showin me your new clothes, baby? Whater you sitting here fo-” He quickly shuts up when he sees the hem of your shirt begin to rise to reveal the sexiest piece of fabric he has ever seen.

“Do you um.. do you like it, suki?” You let his hands slide up your waist to paw at your tits, feeling the intricate lace underneath his finger tips. He chuckles at your cuteness, “Do I like it? Baby, i love it. Now how bout i see the bottoms while you ride me yeah?”

TAGS 🏷:

@trafalgar-lau @mybabekatsuki @loving-katsuki @ariavaana @melaniebakugo

[6:59pm]

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based off of this

thinking about how you like to wear the tiniest costumes on halloween because you want to feel sexy and you do. Not only that but you make Katsuki be the other half, his costume being more modest seeing as how he doesn’t like dressing up all that much. But every. single. time. you end up getting cold and asking him for some of the layers to his costume.

Bakugou was less than phased by your choice of clothing, truth be told he didn’t care at all. If you thought you looked good in it (he always did too) than you would be wearing it no debate from him. You were so excited for this years annual halloween party because your costume was just too good. About two months ago you had started to gather the things for you and bakugou to be velma and scooby. You had it all planned out, turtleneck sweater that hugged your curves perfectly, a tiny little skirt, and some above the knee socks.

You wanted him to be shaggy but for whatever reason he said he’d be scooby. Dog head and all. Bakugou was on board with it as always, he did put up a fight when he realized how the character he was dressing up as acted, but you did some… convincing and he folded so quick.

Compliments after compliments on how the two of you looked together and then the familiar chill started. “Sukiiiiiii, m’ cold” You pout, cuddling into him. Bakugou looks down and you trying to snuggle into him for warmth and smiles at the cute display.

“Okay baby, let’s go change.” He says rubbing his pawed hand up and down your back. You look up at him confused thinking he didn’t have anything else to wear. “Change? What’re you gonna wear suki?” He doesn’t answer you but instead takes your hand to lead you to an empty bathroom.

“Just hold on, gotta get outa this thing first.” He mutters fumbling with the scooby suit zipper. When he finally gets it unzipped, you see the familiar brownish tan slacks and green untucked shirt.

Bakugou plans ahead, you should have known this. Once he fully steps out of the dog costume he hands it to you to wear. You giggle at the thought, the costume drowning you because of your size difference. You slipped your skirt off and put the fuzzy costume on instantly warming up.

“How do i look?” You giggle out holding out your paws.

“Very cute.” He says as he kisses the crown of your head and leads you back to the party.

TAGS 🏷:

@mybabekatsuki @trafalgar-lau

this kinda tmi but i want a good 20 y/o katsuki who’s just absolutely shredded n so much bigger than me to fuck the living shit out of me

Hey i have a request for Bakugou..🤭

LIKE imagine sitting on his Lap and he’s like

„ i can feel u throbbing „

btw rlly like your writings

Hot. Why does every guy I write about kinda end up being an asshole har har

I don’t have time to read this back, but hopefully there’s no mistakes *smiles awkwardly*

Thankyou btw! <3

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It's been at least an hour since your boyfriend Bakugo returned home early from patrolling the city, maybe even longer. You don't know, being this horny makes it kinda difficult to keep track of time.

You're currently being bounced on your shirtless hero's thigh whilst he fills in a few bits of paperwork, built muscles flexing underneath your weight. He has a bare arm snaked around your waist to keep you steady as he moves around on the couch, and you can feel his hard abs tensing against your back each time he leans forward to retrieve another sheet of paper from the coffee table in front of you.

You'd been looking forward to having your man back from his exhausting job a few hours earlier since it makes cleaning, cooking and whatnot much easier compared to when doing it alone. Although, you had made sure to complete your daily chores before he came home today anyway, solely due to the fact that you'd been unbearably aroused since he left this morning. You'd already made yourself cum twice to the thought of him but, clearly, nothing you can do is good enough.

You're sure he can tell how you're feeling right now! You definitely saw him try to hide a smirk when he came home to you in just a shirt and panties!

You can see that he's tired of working without being able to look at his face, the sighs that blow past his lips every so often giving him away. He also never finished removing his work clothes.

"Finished yetttt?" you drawl out slowly, wiggling along the bottoms of his hero costume to reposition yourself and unintentionally nudging your clit upon his leg, the sudden tingle of pleasure making you hurriedly cover a whimper with a forced sniff.

Sighing, Bakugo answers to your childish whining, "Just gotta fill this last one out... n' then put my signature on that one, I think."

"Can't that one wait?"

Yes, you know it's rather selfish. You should be letting him concentrate, but...!

You lean back on his warm shoulder, your head fitting perfectly in the crook of his neck. Glancing up, you admire his side profile and the way his reading glasses rest upon the bridge of his nose. You'd always thought he looked hot with them on. Maybe he would place them on his head to keep his wild hair pushed back as he goes down on you... Or maybe he'd keep them on, until your juices squirting all over the lenses becomes too much so that he can't see clearly?

Wow, you are not doing yourself any favours.

Steamy thoughts cause your body temperature to rise, voice wobbly when you beg once again, "C'monnnn, you hardly ever get home this early. I always get lonely when you're not here with me, sitting here by myself after doing housework and stuff..."

The vivid thought of you at home, all alone, not knowing what to do with yourself for hours yanks at your boyfriend's heartstrings and it's almost paining him. Slowly, Bakugo relaxes, letting the arm around you land limply over your thighs. Still staring up at his side profile, your cute smile graces his peripheral view once he manoeuvres his head to face in your direction to show he's listening.

He closes his eyes, ballpoint pen still in hand yet not on paper, and presses his forehead into your hair so he can breathe in your homely scent. He's contemplating. A wave of pride washes over you at his behaviour, only you could ever manage to coax him out of hero work.

But that pride dulls into a certain annoyance when he reverts back to his previous position and begins to work towards completing his last form, the pen in his hand barely releasing any ink unless he presses down hard enough. He's losing motivation, just a teeny bit more persuading.

"Katsukiiiii," you extend the last sound of his name in the whiniest, most pathetic way you can whilst lifting your upper half away from him, only to force yourself down with a bratty huff. Thankfully Bakugo lifted the pen away before you made him scribble over everything with your little tantrum.

A "tch" comes from your right and you frown. Fine then, you think, proceeding to (struggle to) tug your panties down, but only until they reach the other hand he has on your upper legs. Rough, scarred fingers instantly grasp the crumpled fabric but he pays no mind.

As he writes, Bakugo moves his clutch on your underwear from the twisted hem to the noticeable wet patch between your slightly spread thighs. It's difficult to open your legs more for him with your panties constricting them to at most a mere few inches apart. You watch your boyfriend toy with the dampened cloth whilst appearing to focus on what's in front of him, repeatedly swiping a thumb across the stickiness.

"So damn impatient." he mutters grumpily as always, ignoring the abrupt exhale you release at his hand cupping your yearning cunt. Those gorgeous crimson eyes roll when you attempt circling your hips to ideally catch your pulsing clit against his bottoms, but the angle your body is positioned prevents that from happening. Though it doesn't prevent the hero from landing a clean smack on the sensitive skin of your almost hidden pussy.

"Chgh! Ow..." you grit your teeth as the initial sting subsides, finding yourself flustered with desperate tears clouding your vision. Why does he have to be so mean! What's worse is that he hasn't even showed any satisfaction yet, continuing with his stupid forms or whatever like he's being forced to tease you so brutally.

Like nothing ever happened, he returns one thick middle finger to your aching bud, only to discover that your sweet slick has amounted to so much that he can hardly keep it in one place without slipping.

Bakugo's tone of voice is relatively normal as he states, "Fucking hell, I spanked you once and you're drenched,"

You mewl lightly, his touch doing the bare minimum, gliding up and down your entrance so easily, embarrassingly easy.

Wait, he's put the pen down. Where has his other hand gone?

You hadn't realised his mouth was closing in on your ear until a sharp nibble to it makes you freeze up. A gruff whisper unleashes a tsunami of shivers to race down your spine.

"You miss me that much when I'm gone, huh?"

It sounds like a teasing question, but you know it's more than that. A 'condescending demand' is more of a fitting term. That other hand of his that sneakily coiled around your throat just now is a more than enough sign for you tell the difference. It squeezes lightly, as your hero relentlessly flicks his finger over your puffy clit. Your trembling hand rapidly covers your mouth, the odd yet familiar fear of reaching your first orgasm of the moment filling your body with sparking adrenaline.

You're wailing into your palm, fidgeting in his lap due to the overstimulation and frustration at the panties stopping your legs from opening further, drinking in his words and the breathy moans escaping him because of your own delicious little whimpers.

" 'miss me so much that you just can't help yourself, ah? So much that you go outta your way to distract me from my work?" and with that said, he stops tormenting your cunt to shove three of his digits between your sloppy folds just to press them harshly over your clenching hole.

For the first time in what seems like forever, you finally take a deep, albeit shaky, breath through your nose. Your entire body twitches uncontrollably, you were so close.

"Answer my damn question, brat."

Jeez, you picked a bad day to annoy him. Who pissed in his cereal this morning?

The growing angry rumble in his voice causes you to panic and whine into your fingers like you're incapable of talking. The grip from around your neck disappears, then returns around your wrist this time, tearing it away from your plumped lips with a thin string of drool attached.

His sudden act of power evokes pleading words from you, weak voice breaking with a, "Ka-Katsuki, I jus' wanna play--"

"Answer the question. You're not stupid," he pauses for a second before circling your entrance with some pressure. You gasp at a painful sensation blooming across your cheek, realising the hot skin is being pinched with his teeth.

"I can feel you throbbing. You can't hide it, how your tight little hole begs for me. Just say it, baby. Me, you and your needy fuckin' body all know the answer."

His fingers are almost inside you and his huge palm is pressed up on your burning clit. Bakugo nuzzles into the crook of your neck, ghosting his lips along the salty skin.

"Do yourself a favour, for god's sakes." he muffles into your shoulder whilst taking a handful of your plush hips and kneading harder than ever.

"...Yes, yes-- I miss you that bad, Katsuki. I always miss you so so bad, it hurts,"

Your man chuckles lowly at you, decides to pull you further into him so that your ass grinds on his restrained, jolting cock. Your heart flutters at the sound of his laugh, even if it is mocking you. Your lusty eyes are forced to make contact with his, reading glasses pushing back his fringe just as you'd imagined. Then, he lovingly kisses the bite mark donning your face.

"Finally, s'all you had to do. Now, stop pissin' me off and bounce on it." he orders, effortlessly lifting you up by your underarms to buck his hips as he slams you down.

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so I was thinking of starting to write here on tumblr but i have like no idea where to even start

OMG DO IT BABE DOOOO ITTTT

just write what you like to read! that’s what i do because when you write things your familiar with or think about a lot obviously it’s going to come easier. message me and i can help you with more specific stuff if you’d like!

I need everyone to message me how they’re doing right now 😡

wanna make sure everyone is okay :)

“Then Who Should I Give My Time To?”

bakugou x reader

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imagine bakugou pushing away his feelings for you even though deep down he knows he likes you. And when his friends try to get him to admit it he is like “deny deny deny”. So one day they start flirting with you to get a rise out of him and the guy LOSES IT he pulls you out into the hallway and you’re like “um… are you okay kats?” the poor boys brain practically malfunctions at the adorable nickname you have for him. “you shouldn’t be giving guys like that attention. they don’t deserve your time…” and you’re just standing there connecting the dots. when you finally realize what’s going on you tease him to no end. “then who do i give my time to kats?” you say with mock innocence, “w-well you could” he pauses because he’s just so embarrassed. he NEVER gets embarrassed, you’re making him look weak dammit! “hmm i didn’t quite catch that? maybe someone tall, handsome, perhaps a bit of a temper? i like a guy with a little fire” you say while giggling at him breaking down. “you’re awful” he says finally getting you’re joking and that you do in fact reciprocate his feelings!! ever since that say things have been going great! he is so nice and so thoughtful, only to you tho. no one else. 🤗🤗🤗

bakugou with a girlfriend who’s always sleepy. says she’s not tired but he sees her droopy eyes and thinks it’s the cutest thing in the world, her words slurring a bit as she says “m just resting my eyes”

when he sees her start to slump a little bit, going in and out of sleep, he pulls her in and she immediately cuddled against him.

bakugou with a sleepy girlfriend please i need it.