Getting Face Fucked By Tokoyami With Dark Shadow Whispering In Your Ear, "You're Beautiful When You Cry

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

guess who had an eventful night 🍑

[aged-up characters]

all credits to the original artist @nitro_sugar on X

they seem to be very good friends

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Can we please get a mmf threesome where bakugo takes turns fucking izuku and y/n, katsuki having both izuku and y/n ass up face down on the edge of the bed giving them both backshots at the same time 👀 or it can be kiri x shoto or denki x y/n the characters really don’t matter i just really love your mxmxf content

18+ NSFW CONTENT | MDNI

Babe, I’m screaming, crying and fighting the air trying to get rid of this Kacchan brain rot. Like my head is EMPTY.

All I’ve been thinking about is you and Denki bent over the bed. Him with his feet planted on the floor and you with hands and knees on the bed cause you’re shorter. Backs arched, shoulder to shoulder and lips locked in a sloppy kiss. Tongues wrestling. Teeth clashing. Moans being swapped and swallowed like saliva while Katsuki pounds into your cute little cunt with one hand on your waist and the other shoving three fingers into Denki’s tight asshole.

“Tch, look at you. Needy fuckin’ sluts” he smirks, looking down at where he’s connected with the both of you. Loving the way you’re fucking yourselves back onto him. Forcefully Snapping his hips while slamming and spreading his fingers. “Fuckin’ gorgeous. The both of ya’. Gonna cum for me ?”

You’re both nodding, moaning lewdly desperately clinging to eachother. A shaky hand slithers between you and Denki messily rubs your clit while rutting against the bedsheets, chasing his own orgasm.

Katsuki pulls his wet fingers out of the electric blondes ass and delivers a quirk powered smack on his cheek. He gasps , whimpering his name and accidentally activated his quirk just enough to shock your throbbing clit into orgasm.

You’re screaming both their names and Katsuki is still fucking you. But now , with his free hand, he’s lifting Kami by the waist. Raising him up so that he can grab his cock and stroke him off.

“That’s it cum for me, baby boy. Cum all over her”

He pulls out , flipping you over and pushing Kaminari till he’s kneeling over you body and painting your brown skin with thick white lines.

“F-fuck” Kaminari whines, head thrown back in pleasure while tingles in his spine settle.

Katsuki gives neither of you any reprieve, scooping Kami’s cum and shoving it into your cunt. Then pushing you further up the bed, spreading your legs and pushing Denki face forward into your pussy.

“Clean your mess, baby boy” he sneers, fingers gripping tightly at blonde strands and lining himself up at his entrance.

“F-fuck , d-daddy” you moan, hands flailing, reaching for anything to ground yourself when Kami’s lip wrap around your clit.

“Really , Princess ? You that Fuckin’ pathetic? Calling my fleshlight daddy. It’s fucking shameful.”

“Not cool , bro- ahh ahhh~”

Katsuki cuts him off with a powerful thrust. Hitting right against his prostate, making the blonde babble nonsense.

It was so hot.

Sweat dripping and skin slapping. It was just a matter of time until you were squirting all over the blondes face. He drunk it all up. Sweet flavor making him clench around Bakugo and spill his load on the sheets.

“Shit !” Katsuki hissed, hips stuttering against Kami’s ass as he filled him to the brim.

“Good job, idiots” he winces as he pulls out. Then he gently pushes Kami on top of you to cuddle while he goes and runs a bath for you two. Cause he’s the king of fucking aftercare and it’s the least he can do for you two dumbasses because you do everything for him. 🥺

Ahh omg, this was so fun to write. I hope it wasn’t too short I just saw the request and felt the need to respond immediately lmao. Thank you for asks and for enjoying my content love ❤️

@xogabbiexo , @bookwormsenpai , @blkchxrryblyss , @simpliheavenli

no one yearns quite like you deku ( ◡̀_◡́)ᕤ </3

dumbass face she’s sick of him

(The middle pic is the body type I imagine Izuku has, but like..teen boy..yk??)

So I just was thinking about something.

We all know that Izuku eats a lot more when he starts training with All Might, right??

Well, I was trying to sleep the other night and I came up with a scenario;

Masterlist

(Tw; body dysmorphia, insecurity, comments abt weight.)

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Izuku and yourself had made quick friends after you moved schools. Entering Aldrea wasn’t the most pleasant experience, the people weren’t the nicest and the classes weren’t very..exciting. The whole building felt stale with its stagnant color scheme and taunting, long halls.

However, Izuku was a comfort of yours. He was your best friend, and the two of you lacked a lot of boundaries to begin with. So it wasn’t a surprise to anyone when the two of you ended up getting together, holding hands in the hallways and giggling like love sick children.

However, soon, Izuku started training to get into UA, and you supported him with everything, while maintaining your own physical condition and strength.

Thankfully, the two of you still definitely had time together, I mean, you were attached at the hip, how could he not squeeze time into that busy schedule of his to see his best friend and partner??

As Izuku’s workout regimens grew harder and more intense, so did his body’s need for calories and nutrients. It was natural, he was, A. A growing boy going through early stages of puberty, and B. He was busting his ass with the training the number one pro was putting his body through.

He began to eat more, thanks to his sweet mother providing him with bigger portions, and you.

You carried around snacks like protein bars, granola, trail mix and other tasty treats for your sweet and shy boyfriend.

Izuku’s thin form began to fill out, and he wasn’t as bone-y as he used to be, his hips filling out a little more, and his stomach building a little bit of pudge on the front.

His uniform was growing a bit snug against his form, wrapped around him noticeably tighter.

And how were you reacting to Izuku’s softer, yet stronger form?

God it got to you.

The way you stupidly smiled when the two of you would hang out in his room, cuddling after a long day at school, your hand gently rubbing his stomach.

Izuku had always liked your gentle touches to his stomach, the gentle kneading of his abdomen always instantly relaxing him and putting him in a trance-like state. You’d always loved his body, it was the vessel that carried the sweetest boy you’d ever met, and now he was softer, warmer and easier to cuddle.

His sides slightly pushed out more, threatening the waistband of the pants or shorts he wore. Don’t get me wrong, Izuku wasn’t fat- no no no, he was still healthy and lean, he was just a little more filled out;

His cheeks were more round and boyish, his dimples now more obvious when his sweet smile spread on his lips, his back didn’t show his spine anymore, and he had a bit of padding right under his shoulder blades, and his thighs were a little more soft and full than they had been.

While you loved the new softness and cuddliness of his body, Izuku was less than pleased.

He noticed the changes of his appearance after Bakugou had made a comment about not only becoming your boyfriend, but getting in a relationship with the fridge.

God that hurt.

From that point on, Izuku was hyper aware of how his clothes folded around his softer body, he knew he was strong and healthy, but he just didn’t like how fat he felt.

The worst part?

He was terrified about your reaction.

You hadn’t mentioned the weight gain, or even batted an eye at it, and Izuku just hoped that was because you didn’t notice.

He went out of his way to make sure you didn’t see his body. Izuku wasn’t comfortable changing in front of you anymore, he would always (reluctantly) move your hand away, preventing you from giving him the heavenly stomach rubs you loved to give him.

You didn’t really pick up on these changes, until he started wearing baggier clothes, no longer dressing in the clothes he’d worn for the entire duration of your knowing him.

You only picked up on this detail because, for his birthday, you bought him a fitted All Might tee, and he looked..nervous.

It wasn’t like Izuku thought you’d openly comment and criticize his body, but after Katsuki and the other boys at school would tease him for his sudden (subtle) increase in size, he just didn’t want to face the thought of you acknowledging something he was growing more and more insecure about.

Today, you were laying in Izuku’s bed, while he rummaged around in his room. That’s kinda how things went sometimes, Izuku would just do things and you would linger in his space, it’s how you bonded.

You looked up at him from your phone, raising a brow as you watched him look at himself in his whole body mirror that he’d recently purchased.

“Izuku, what are you doing?” You asked, angling your head to the side as you watched him prod and inspect every aspect of his form.

The tension rose in his shoulders, and Izuku felt his heart snap in his chest. Oh god. He wanted so badly to ask you, to find out what you thought- the not knowing your opinion on his insecurity was killing him.

“Uhm..I’m just..looking” he mumbled, his voice hesitant and obviously thoughtful.

You raised a brow at his words. That wasn’t very helpful with answering your question.

“Well I can see that, you dork-“

“Y/n..am I..fat?”

Oh.

Oh no.

Your eyes widened and you looked at him with surprise “Izuku- what are you saying? Of course you’re not fat” you sat up, walking over to your boyfriend and gently cupping his cheeks.

Izuku guiltily looked away, his waterline swelling with tears. He let out a shaky breath and sighed, biting his lip “I-I’m sorry- I just..Kacchan and some of the other guys at school have made comments, and I can’t help but notice how much bigger I am..I have live handles now..”

Your heart shattered into a million pieces as everything slotted into place.

His weird behavior suddenly made sense.

He was feeling insecure.

“Look- I know I’m not as popular or attractive as the other guys at school, and I’m not eve super skinny like I was..I’m just terrified of how you’ll react..” he sniffled and wiped his eye with his wrist, trying to keep himself composed “I don’t want to embarrass you because of my appearance”

Your lips pulled down into a frown and you gently caressed his round cheeks

“Izuku..you’re not disappointing me or embarrassing me or anything like that. You’re my boyfriend. I love you. You’re so damn cute no matter what size you are; thin, thick, it doesn’t matter, you’re still my Izuku and nothing will change that- certainly not the judgment from someone like Bakugou”

You smiled softly as Izuku’s swollen tears began to drip down his freckled cheeks, his bottom lip quivering “you’re..not ashamed of me?” He asked, his voice shaky and unsteady “even with..how I look? And how your friends tease you for dating me? An-“

Izuku was cut off, feeling a soft press of lips against his chapped ones.

He blushed brightly as you pulled back from him, smiling softly “look Izuku; you’re my boyfriend, my partner, my world. I love you. I could never be ashamed of you” you gently ran your thumb over his freckled skin, a gentle touch that made him blush a little harder “I love you and your body, okay? Anyone who gives you shit about it can suck my dick”

Izuku smiled softly, his eyes stinging with tears before he tightly embraced you, feeling a little lighter thanks to your assured words and firm tone. “I love you, Y/n…what did I ever do to deserve you?”

You gently pressed your face to his neck, sighing softly and smiling a little “you didn’t have to do anything. You’re amazing as is, Izuku.”

Despite the lingering uncertainty about his body, Izuku felt so warm and content, a renewed sense of safety building in his chest and making him finally feel at ease for the first time in a while.

He knew, despite everything and anything, you would be by his side. Always.

EEEK I hope you guys enjoy this. I’m such a sucker for MS!Izu. I love him sm he makes me wanna punch a wall. I love him.

hellos and goodbyes

"Don't worry, it's still here"

katsuki bakugo is, shockingly so, a bit of a romantic. if the matching gold bands adorning both of your fingers wasn't the first indicator, than maybe his love language (cooking, of all things) can prove this notion.

katsuki wears nothing but boxers and an apron in the kitchen for two reasons. one, he rolled out of bed at six am and hasn't stopped his rampage in the kitchen since. and two, he gets hot easily when he's cooking.

it's the morning of your anniversary. your first anniversary with katsuki after getting married. your husband is crafting an absolute masterpiece in the kitchen—the spatula his sword and the plate his shield. today, you're awoken by the sound of his gentle voice coaxing you awake.

"hey, open your eyes, wifey." katsuki mumbles, poking your cheek with his knuckle as he sets your breakfast tray down on your bedside table. he crawls onto the bed, pressing a teasingly hard kiss onto your forehead, prompting you to squirm in his grasp with a whine

"katsuki, you weigh a thousand pounds, please! you're gonna crush me you brute..." you whine into your pillow as he scoffs, maneuvering onto his side of the bed with a grin. he turns his lamp on, enveloping the room in a soft, golden glow.

"happy anniversary, baby." he murmurs as he gently pushes a strand of hair from your face. your eyes shoot open in an instant, and you stare at your husband owlishly before a sleepy grin overtakes your features.

"anniversary! that's today?" you giggle, and he grins smugly while moving to grab your hands, intertwining your fingers with his and pressing a gentle kiss to your knuckles

"a full year already, huh?" he murmurs against your lips, prepared to kiss you before you turn your head away with a cheeky grin

"morning breath," you comment with an adorably scrunched nose that has katsuki scoffing. with a single palm, he grabs your face and presses the most obnoxious, and oddly loving, kiss right onto your soft lips.

you laugh into his mouth, and he grins sharply, pulling away before peppering a dozen more all over your face. katsuki's kisses were usually rough and passionate in their own manner—but right now, he's taking his time. savoring the feeling of your plush skin against his mouth as he holds you flush against him.

you smile underneath him, feeling like putty before you smell it—absolute heaven—lying just a few feet away.

"breakfast in bed..?! but you said you hate getting crumbs on the sheets!" you laugh, and katsuki rolls his eyes before sitting up. he grabs your tray, setting it down in front of you as he rolls his shoulders, the muscles underneath his apron rippling with the movement.

"i suppose i'll bend the rules just this once. only because we're married, or whatever."

"or whatever," you grin, bopping his nose as he scoffs

"and because i love you...i guess..."

considering how emotionally constipated your husband was, you'll take the win! you hand katsuki his spoon, and the two of you dig into the meal.

the majority of breakfast in bed consisted of katsuki begrudgingly being hand fed by you, a few quips here and there about which one of you would be getting the first gray hair, and basking in the morning glow of the rising sun with your lover.

could I request headcanons from your yandere cho hyun ju au please?

I gotchu🫶🏻 (I'm going to write other things than dark/yandere don't worry🙏🏻😭)

YANDERE HYUN-JU

Cho Hyun-ju is definitely the gentlest yandere you could ever have.

Her obsession would stem from not having any love or acceptance in her life, until she met you.

She's the type of yandere who would long for you for a HOT minute before doing anything like kidnapping or approaching you.

She knows the feelings she has for you are not normal, but she just can't help it.

She craves being close to you, not necessarily in a sexual way, more so just being near you, in the same room, sitting beside you, using the same shampoo, ect.

Hyun-ju would respect your privacy....mostly.

She has pictures of you in a scrapbook at her house, in a special room she dedicated to you.

She set boundaries for herself, though. She would never take pictures of you while you were naked or asleep.

She hates the idea of disrespecting you. In any way.

The naked one is self-explanatory.

She doesn't want to take pictures of you while you're asleep because that's when you're most vulnerable.

She would never want to take that safety net away from you, even if you had no knowledge of her doing it.

I can see it going two different ways.

If she chooses to confess her feelings to you...poor baby would be so nervous.

She doesn't want the only good person in her life to abandon or reject her.

She would want to do it somewhere that meant something to you or to her.

It would go a little like this.

"Y/n... there's something I need to tell you. Something that's been on my mind for a long time." She would say, causing you to look at her softly, waiting.

She'd fidget with her hands nervously, as she always does.

"I-I really like you. You've always been the best friend I could ever ask for, and I know that this is so sudden, for that I apologize. I just can't help the way I feel." She'd say, to scared to look at you.

If you return her feelings she's so emotional.

Her darling likes her? HER?!

She'd definitely cry. And you'd have to hug her or reassure her that this was in fact real.

She just can't believe it.

If you don't feel the same way...

She'd keep the agony off of her face, but inside, she's dying.

She knew she'd never be good enough for you.

You want to remain friends? You don't want to ruin the friendship you both share?

She can't be your friend. It's to damn hard.

You might get scared when she's in your home in the middle of the night, but the cloth she puts over your mouth and nose smells so sickly sweet.

The other way I see this going is... she wouldn't have the courage to confess to you. So the only other option would simply be to take you home. The home you both would now share together.

She'd feel so guilty preparing the syringe

Hyun-ju would wait until you were asleep in your home before she uses the key you gave her to come in.

She'd gently brush the hair away from your face and just look down at you. Second guessing her decision.

But once she looks around the familiar 4 walls of your bedroom, seeing the photos of you and your friends, she knows she's doing the right thing (at least in her mind)

She'd shush you softly when you wake up from the feeling of the needle.

"Shhh its okay, sweetness." Hyun-ju says as your vision blurs.

She would leave you to rest for a while as she packs your things. Your clothes, shoes, makeup, some of the things she knows are important to you.

She would carry you to her car and buckle you into the passenger side. Making sure to support your head and neck with a pillow.

Her baby couldn't wake up with a sore neck.

The place she bought for you both was hours away from your home. And not many neighbors either.

She wouldn't want to restrain you in any way at first, so she'd keep you in a room with a locked door and locked windows.

When you wake up confused and disoriented, Hyun-ju is there to comfort and reassure you. Explaining why she had to do this.

She would never force you into anything physical that you aren't ready for. Hyun-ju isn't like that. She wants you to feel comfortable and sage around her.

The last thing she wants is for you to be scared of her.

She's so gentle with you.

She will never raise her voice when speaking to you, even if she's upset.

She would never, EVER, raise her hand against you either.

She'd never hurt you.

Hyun-ju understands why you're cautious and frightened of her, she would be too of she was in tour situation.

That's why she makes it her mission to always make sure you KNOW that you're sage with her.

Of course she had expected for you to try and escape, but that doesn't mean it hurts any less when you actually do.

She won't punish you per say, because she hates the thought of harming you in any way, shape, or form.

But she will smother you with her company after your escape attempts.

If you actually manage to escape successfully, she'd be PANICKING.

Not because she's scared of getting caught, she doesn't give a fuck about that.

Hyun-ju is scared because you're out there somewhere all by yourself.

What if you get hurt?

What if you get lost?

What if someone takes you away from her?

No. She refuses.

This is when the military experience comes in clutch.

She finds you. Whether it's hours or a whole day later. She finds you.

She apologizes sincerely as she has to drug you again.

Promising that everything will be okay.

Hyun-ju doesn't want to have to restrain you, but she has to.

Only for a while.

Hyun-ju hates that you wake up so scared, like you expected her to hurt you.

She would explain that she understood why you ran.

She hasn't proven her love yet. That's all.

She just needs to spend more time with you.

Show you more affection.

While your tied to the bed, she dowa everything for you.

She cooks for you, feeds you, gives you sponge bathes, brushes your hair and teeth, dresses you, reads to you, helps you go to the bathroom. Everything.

Overall. Hyun-ju is the nicest yandere you could probably ever have.

Would she get her hands dirty for you? Absolutely. Would she ever let you witness that? Absolutely not.

You already see her as the scary woman who stalked you...she doesn't want you to see her as a murderer too.

My pookie I luv her. BITTERSWEET part 4 is nextttt😏😏😏