I Literally Cannot Get Over How Cute The Idea Is That Shoto Looks After Dabihawks' Baby And Gets So Nervous

Fully inspired by everyone on TikTok doing this trend so did one but of Hyunju and your goofy ahh so enjoy this portrait I made of you :3



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smut drabbles with husband! tenya iida; fem! reader (aged up)

warnings: nsfw, p in v, oral (m + f receiving), mentions of male masturbation, riding, size kink, squirting, slight dom/sub

🍓 — him pumping his girthy cock into your sopping cunt after a long mission, he hasn't seen you in a week and just needed you all for himself, he was tired of jerking off in secret while thinking about you :(

🍓 — him staring at your doe eyes as you kneeled in front of him. your tongue making him shiver as he drilled his cock into your tight throat, your chokes and cries just gets him closer to release.

🍓 — just you two watching a movie on the sofa but it quickly turned into your small body pressed against his as he helped you bounce on his cock. the slick noises made his head spin as he continued to slam your cunt onto his fat cock.

🍓 — tenya actually having a filthy mouth when it comes to you, because how else is his slutty wife gonna know when it's time to stop being a brat and get on her knees like a good girl?

🍓 — him going pussy drunk when he's eating your pussy, his tongue all up in there as his glasses lay crooked on his nose. tasting your sweet essence, hearing the filthy noises as you squirted on his face. he didn't even hear your apologies out because for him this was heaven.

Hyun-ju look-alike contest in my bed tonight!

I need her so bad it's not even funny!

When I tell you that I SCREAMED I MEAN IT. BARK BARK RUFF RUFF WOOF WOOF YESSSSS THANKS GAWD BOOM SHAKALAKAAAAA YIPPEEEEEEEE

Call me a waiter because I'll take her tip

B! I! M! B! O! Bimbo doll!

Kirishima x Bimbo! Reader ; smut, nipple suck, cunnilingus, jerking off, no penetration. All characters are over 18, reader still lives with parents. No mentions of pro!hero Kirishima yet.

You always had a liking for things pink, glitter, short clothes, makeup and all of those things so called girly. Despite the efforts from your parents for you to dress more modest or to behave "properly" you were never scared to state your opinions and likings.

Used to all the eyes on you when you walked out of your house it was all the same whether people liked it or not, because it only mattered that you did. Your top always tight, (fake) furr coat keeping you warm, short skirt that covered just enough and those heels that made sure everyone could hear when you entered a place.

Kirishima had always been the type of men to try to be as respectful as he could, he never missed to treat a woman right and all the girls in his class could tell you how comfortable they were with him around.

He was the first one to acknowledge you outside of a dirty look or lusty eyes (coming from a man), specially when your top was extra cropped or your skirt was way too short, stepping behind you when you kneeled down so no one could peek and giving you his coat when the weather decided to play against you.

He always wanted to protect you, making sure you felt comfortable in public and shutting down anyone that even dared to look at you the wrong way. That's what made you fall in love with him, not a hint of judgment and a heart full of support and protection.

It took around four months of knowing each other and a night out with friends for him to take you to your house, walking you to the entrance and waving goodbye at his usual modest distance, these days had been torture with you trying to get closer to him in any way but nothing seemed to work: hand touching? He held yours firmly and followed it by a "'s alright, I gotchu!" As if he were to protect you from a ghost. Kisses on the cheek? Yeah, he was red, but you always were friendly and touchy with the girls so why would he be any different? And name calling? You've tried sweetie, darling, baby, honey, bae but he kept his friendly behavior, everyone thought that you were already dating him but that couldn't be further from the truth.

So you did what your mind was telling you. You were aching for him to finally take the hint but it wasn't happening anytime soon if you didn't take the lead.

Your feet immediately moved to get you towards Kirishima, holding his hand softly, your other hand placed softly over his right cheek, feeling it warming up under your touch.

"Oh! Kiss on the cheek?" He said, his face could easily turn as red as his hair, something so endearing to you. He could smell your perfume on your arm as it got your hand close to his face, that same perfume that made him feel weak and crazy.

You just couldn't take it any longer, your face got closer to his, your plump lips with just the right amount of pink lip gloss landed softly over his, Kirishima could feel his circuits melting as the softness of your kiss made him realize that you may want him as much as he wants you.

His hands went to your waist like second nature, pulling you close enough so he can properly kiss you back. When he pulled back, the view of your mascara covered eyelashes, eyes sparkling with that bright smile that drives him crazy.

"You don't know how long I have been waiting for this, Eijirou... You better pay for it, champ." Your sweet voice, it had such an effect on him. His hands were shaky yet firm, he laughed a little nervous and rubbed the back of his head.

"I'm sorry, I guess I'll have to make up for it. I've liked you for so long, you're so pretty and wonderful! I can't believe I just got to kiss you, this feels like the best dream ever." You couldn't help but laugh a little, taking his hand and guiding him inside your home.

"Parents ain't home, wanna hop by?" Those simple words made him blush, blood running through every part of his body, he couldn't hide his embarrassment when he felt his pants suddenly getting tighter.

"Uh? Oh! Yeah! I would love to! Thanks" he tried hard to hide his situation but your eyes easily noticed his excitement, earning a small chuckle in return. The second the door was closed behind the both of you it was all kisses and touches. He made sure to just follow your lead, your hands all over his body before he grew the courage to do it too, asking first.

"Princess, can I... Touch you too?" What a sweet boy, your grin only grew and your head immediately nodded, Kirishima's hands went instantly to your waist and back, bringing you closer and you guided him towards your room.

It wasn't a surprise when he saw your pink and leopard print room, after all his mind was solely focused on touching all the right parts. "Can I take your top off? Please?" His voice was low as he struggled to get a proper sentence. You didn't even answered when your hands took off your top with ease, revealing more and more of you.

"It's alright, you can touch as much as you want to. I'll make sure to tell you if I want you to stop, Eijirou." The way you called him by his first name made him feel shivers down his spine, his mouth instantly kissing down your jaw to your neck, afraid to leave any marks yet so his kisses were soft and sweet. You felt more than just lust, he loved you, his touch was soft and sweet as if he were to break you if he held you too tight, it made you feel butterflies in the stomach.

"Princess, you're so beautiful. Every time I look at you I can't help but admire you, you're so smart and strong too. I want to be yours, please let me be yours." His voice slightly shaky and mixed with kisses towards your shoulders and chest, his hands never left your waist and hips, caressing carefully.

"Eijirou... I want you, I want you so bad." Your voice mixed with gasps and soft moans only made him feel more excited, his hands going towards your back and struggling a little before managing to unhook your bra, not taking it off yet.

"I'll give it to you, princess. I want you as much as you want me if not more... Do... You have any protection? It wouldn't be manly to put you in danger like that." You looked at him, his face filled with worry only made you smile in return.

"Well, I have a few. Those ones that doctors give you in campaigns, I hope they're good enough." Hands quickly flew towards the bedside table, opening it and taking out one, he held it and placed it besides you, going back to touching your body.

"I'll touch you more now... I want you to enjoy this, you deserve to feel good." He quickly took his shirt off, undoing his pants just to get a little release from the pressure the fabric created, finally taking off your bra and staring at you for a little. "Woah... You're beautiful... I'm so happy that you trust me to see you like this." And there it was, the reason you fell in love with him. All the compliments, talking about you as if you were some sort of goddess to him, you couldn't love that more.

"Are you just gonna stare?" His eyes went up to yours and he laughed a little. "Oh, right, sorry! Tell me if I'm doing something wrong, princess." You gasped the moment his mouth went to your chest, kissing one great while cupping the other softly with his hand.

The kisses went down to the nipple and a little sucking here and there had you throwing you head slightly back, his mouth moving from one breast to the other to ensure total stimulation.

Soft warm licks here and there until they traveled lower and lower down your body, your stomach and lower belly now full of kisses as he whispered sweet words. "You're so pretty, I'm so lucky... Your skin is so sweet... You smell wonderful too... You're so beautiful."

Those words only made you melt a little more under him, sitting by the edge of the bed with Kirishima slowly kneeling down in the floor, carefully removing your skirt and placing it besides you, making sure to not damage the fabric at all. The sight of your lace panties made him wet a little more, his finger tracing along the wet spot in your underwear.

"Eijirou! Don't... Do it like that... It tickles." You whined, his touching became a little rougher the moment he realized you reacted more to a certain spot, running circles around it over the soft fabric, your hips bucking a little forward to feel more.

"I'll take your panties off now..." Were his words before you were fully exposed to him. Even if it made you feel embarrassed, he stared at your pussy as if he just saw a hidden treasure, his finger moving curiously along the folds. "It's so pretty... You're so wonderful, you're gorgeous... Can I taste?" You nodded slowly immediately, your body aching with desire already.

Your body melted the second his mouth kissed your folds, running his tongue against your intimacy until he found that spot that made you gasp a little more and sucking on it. The moan he got in return made him latch to it, nibbling and closing his eyes to enjoy the music you produced better.

You lost count of how much he had been there, but the moment he found where to lick and suck you were putty under his touch, slowly getting closer and closer with that knot forming in your lower belly, warming up quickly and gripping his hair while your hips moved. He took the hint and sped up to ensure you would get there wonderfully, carefully sticking a finger inside your hole and curling it up to search for that spot he had read about in books.

That was it, as soon as he touched it you pressed your thighs around his face, burying him in your pussy with his tongue not stopping in any moment. Your hips moved as you rode your orgasm down, gasping and panting while your legs opened once more.

"Sorry, Kiri... I... That was amazing..." He couldn't agree more, crawling over you and caressing your face. "I'm glad you liked it, princess. You taste so good... But you seem tired." And he was right once more. It had been a long night with friends and now your body was wore out from your previous orgasm, you weren't used to someone sucking you off so good (because it was the first time someone else had made you cum), your body was tired but you couldn't leave him like that.

"It's okay... I can go a little longer, you're still rock hard, Eiji." He chuckled a little and immediately shook his head, walking towards your bathroom and taking a washcloth to clean you. "Don't even worry about it, princess. I'll take care of myself, I won't enjoy it if I know you're tired."

A subconscious smile appeared, how could he be so sweet even when needy? He made sure to dress you in a comfy pajama, took your makeup off like Mina taught him and tucked you in to help you sleep. You couldn't even fight the sleepiness when he made you feel that relaxed, so your eyes slowly closed until you drifted off.

He spent the next half hour jerking off in the bathroom tho, he came at least twice just at the memory of how good you looked and how tasty you were, the finger that was inside of you remained in his mouth as he pumped all his neediness away, making sure to leave everything clean before going to bed with you.

It was a good night full of rest for the both of you after that.

Natan here! ; want more of Kirishima? ; check my masterlist.

Natan's note: oh my, I knew I had to do this the second I read about it! The idea comes from @t33nk0 . I love me some Kirishima lover, he's always so sweet and wonderful! I think this is a little ooc (a lot) so I'm sorry if it's not accurate lol. Anyways, I wrote this in like 30mins cuz I was excited ＼(≧▽≦)／ I should probably get some sleep. Bye!

middle school

YOU HAVE A PLUSH OF THEM | SMAU

ೃ⁀➷ bakugou, midoriya, shinso, monoma, kirishima

i want one.

haikyuu version incoming too- haven’t posted hq content in a while, hoping it doesn’t flop miserably

Pro hero Katsuki meeting child Katsuki and showing him his signed all might card

This would go two ways:

First scenario: Pro hero Katsuki would brag so hard about all might's signature and make child Katsuki FURIOUS. He'd try to explode his older version but his power is almost nothing compared to now, so pro hero Katsuki would just stand there and smirk saying "YES let's fight" (and then he'll do sth similar to what happened with those kids during the remedial course)

Second scenario: Child Katsuki would be so happy and proud and they would both smile at each other having a "wow I've come so far" moment... But then, little Katsuki would be curious and annoyed: "what are all those blood stains, why didn't you keep it safe in a fire proof box inside an underground house😡 are you not rich enough to do that, old man?". Instantly the peace is over and they'd start screaming at each other 😭

my boys

GIRL PLEASE IM ON MY HANDS AND KNEES I NEED A PART THREE OF BRATS OF OUR OWN

Brats of Our Own ft. katsuki bakugo x fem!reader

This is part 3. Previous parts are on the masterlist

➛ link: click here

synopsis: Katsuki Bakugo thought he'd seen it all: his former classmates settling down and starting families, one by one. But as you sit at Mina and Kirishima’s house, holding his friend's newborn daughter, the idea of fatherhood starts creeping into his mind.

a/n: Since it seems like everyone wants a part 3, here ya go! I had this previously requested, but I accidentally deleted it. Also, it's not my best work, but when I tell you I'm stressed, I'm stressed, though I still wanna get something out for you guys.

You never imagined your life would look like this.

Swollen feet, backaches, an impressive waddle, and Bakugo insisting on carrying everything that weighed more than a pencil. You weren’t exactly sure when it happened, when you stopped feeling scared and started feeling… ready.

Maybe it was when you first saw that grainy ultrasound photo and Katsuki’s thumb brushed over the tiny blob like it was something sacred.

Maybe it was when Mina forced you into a mommy group chat and started sending you articles about car seats at 3 am.

Maybe it was when Katsuki whispered, “We got this.” And you finally believed him.

But here you were, seven months pregnant, belly rounding beneath the oversized hoodie you stole from Katsuki’s closet, and his hands were everywhere.

“I can do it myself,” you grumbled, swatting his hand away as you tried to lace your shoes.

“Yeah, no,” Katsuki deadpanned, kneeling down in front of you. “You’ll pass out tryin’ to breathe and bend at the same time.”

You groaned. “I’m pregnant, not dying.”

He shot you a look, eyes flicking up to meet yours, and you caught it, that undercurrent of protectiveness. It never left. It only got stronger as your belly grew.

“Yeah, well,” he muttered, tying the laces in neat double knots, “I’m not takin’ chances.”

Pregnancy with Katsuki was... an event.

He read everything. The books Mina lent you, the pamphlets from your doctor’s office. He took notes. Hell, he showed up to the birthing classes, and while he’d sulked in the back row at first, arms crossed over his broad chest, by the third class he was sitting up front, asking questions that made the instructor blush.

“What’s the fastest way to get her to the hospital if her water breaks during rush hour?”

“Should I pack extra protein bars? She eats like crap when she’s stressed.”

He was worried, sure. But he was ready.

You didn’t realize how lucky you were until you were surrounded by people who got it.

Mina and Kirishima were always the first to show up. Mina practically dragged you to her house the second you hit the second trimester.

“You’re gonna want to sit down for this,” she said as she propped your feet up on the coffee table and handed you an ice pack for your swollen ankles.

“Trust me,” she added with a wink. “Kirishima thought he was ready, but that first diaper blowout? Nearly ended him.”

Kirishima chuckled, bouncing their baby girl on his knee. “Hey, I’m tougher now! Right, sweetheart?”

Mina grinned at him. “You cried.”

“She exploded!”

You laughed until your belly hurt. Mina leaned over, squeezing your hand. “You’re gonna be great at this, you know.”

And somehow, with your best friend looking at you like that, you believed her.

Deku and Ochako brought over dinner at least once a week. Well, Deku did, he rambled endlessly about helpful nutrients for fetal development, while Ochako giggled and quietly replaced your water glass every hour.

“We’re not far behind you,” Ochako whispered one evening when Deku went to reheat soup. She glanced at her stomach, then at you. “I’m pretty sure.”

You squeezed her hand. “You’ll be amazing.”

She smiled. “You first.”

Todoroki’s twins were miniature versions of him, sitting stoically on either side of him when he came to visit.

“I brought these,” he said, handing you a bag of frozen peas for your back. “They help.”

You smiled. “Thank you.”

One of the twins tugged at your sleeve. “Do you have names yet?” she asked.

You blinked, then smiled. “Not yet.”

Katsuki scowled from across the room. “We’re working on it.”

Iida and Mei sent you blueprints for the ultimate baby-proofing system. You still weren’t sure how they got the specs of your apartment.

And then there was Kaminari. Kaminari, who brought an entire cake to your baby shower, grinning as if he’d made it himself.

He didn’t.

But he did plop down next to Katsuki with a wide grin and say, “Guess you two finally figured out how babies are made, huh?”

The room went dead silent.

Katsuki’s head turned slow, like something out of a horror movie. “What did you just say?”

“Nothing!” Kaminari squeaked, practically climbing over Jirou to get away.

Katsuki scowled. “Dumbass.”

But you swore you saw his lips twitch.

You weren’t sure who was more excited to tell Katsuki’s parents, him or you.

Masaru hugged you so tight you thought you’d pop. “Oh, I’m so happy for you two!” he said, beaming.

Mitsuki, on the other hand, grinned like she won.

“Finally!” she barked, smacking her son on the back hard enough to make him grunt. “I’ve been waiting for this! Took you long enough!”

“Yeah, well,” Katsuki grumbled, crossing his arms. “We wanted to wait until we were ready.”

Mitsuki rolled her eyes. “I was ready the second I met her.” She pointed a finger at you. “You. Good choice.”

You smiled. “Thanks, Mitsuki.”

Masaru patted Katsuki’s shoulder. “You’ll be a great dad.”

For the first time in a while, Katsuki didn’t argue. “Yeah,” he said quietly. “I will.”

The day she came, you didn’t sleep the night before. Something about it felt… different. Like your body knew something was coming.

And then the contractions hit.

Katsuki was already dressed before you could finish saying, “I think—”

“We’re going,” he said, shoving the hospital bag into your arms and scooping you up like it was nothing.

You barely remembered the car ride, only his voice. “Breathe, baby. We got this.” It's one of the few times and called you baby but you love every moment of it.

Labor was hell. You cursed. You screamed. You cried.

And Katsuki stayed.

He held your hand when it felt like your body was being split in two. He whispered in your ear when you thought you couldn’t push one more time.

“Look at me,” he said, fierce and gentle all at once. “You’re the strongest damn person I know. You got this.”

And you did.

You pushed.

And then you heard her cry.

Meeting your daughter Katsuki was quiet. Too quiet.

They placed her in your arms first, and you sobbed, holding this tiny, wrinkled human that felt like everything.

Then you turned to him.

“Wanna hold her?”

He swallowed hard, then nodded. His hands were shaking as he took her from you.

“Hey,” he whispered, voice cracking. “Hey there, princess.”

She blinked up at him, red-faced and squirmy.

And Katsuki Bakugo, Dynamight himself, broke into the softest smile you’d ever seen.

The hospital room filled fast. Mina cried harder than you. Kirishima did too. Deku took so many pictures. Ochako kept asking if you needed water. Todoroki brought ice. Again.

Kaminari stood over Katsuki’s shoulder, staring at your daughter in his arms.

“She’s got your scowl already,” he said.

“Damn right she does,” Katsuki said, grinning.

Jirou leaned in. “Hope she doesn’t get your temper.”

“No promises,” you muttered, exhausted but happy.

Katsuki mumbled at insult, but he was smiling.

He looked down at his daughter, resting against his chest, and whispered,

“Now we got a brat of our own.”

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