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things they do that make your heart skip a beat
♱ bakugou, kirishima, midoriya, todoroki, kaminari, shinsou
fluffy and suggestive 😔
disclaimer this could all js be niche stuff i find attractive…
bakugou
♱ wears black compression shirts and tank tops that cling to his biceps, shows uncharacteristic patience helping you with schoolwork, blushes when he catches you looking at him, grabs your hips when he walks past you, cooks shirtless with a ‘kiss the cook’ apron on, chronic manspreader, reverses the car with his hand on your seat and looking over his shoulder yk exactly what im talking about
kirishima
♱ makes you sit on his back when he does press ups - will then proceed to do one handed press ups while grinning at you in the gym mirror, poses after a work out for you, wipes stuff off your face and (if edible duh) licks it off his thumb, has the worlds deepest morning voice, hugs you from behind CONSTANTLY - if he could glue himself to your backside you better believe he would
midoriya
♱ IS RESPECTFUL TO HIS MOTHER 😫😫, will hurl himself out the car to come open your door for you, gives you the most insightful opinions of clothes, makeup, whatever, rubs his thumb over your hand when he holds your hand, holds the door open for you without a second thought, the sidewalk rule <3, saves every. single. photo. you send him
todoroki
♱ pays for everything before you can protest, sends you flowers with little notes attached randomly, brushes/styles your hair for you, will sit for hours in changing rooms w you and make you do 360s for every outfit, takes candids of you and refuses to delete any of them, constantly leans down so you can speak in his ear and you get a big whiff of his fancy cologne, speaks diff languages 🥹
kaminari
♱ leans his hands on the tops of doorways when he’s talking to you, pulls you in by your belt loops to talk to you, leans over in the middle of serious conversations to whisper a stupid joke in your ear that you have to struggle not to cackle at, wears rings and lets you play with them, calls you “m’lady” and “ma’am” when you’re annoyed at him, whenever he zips you up in a dress or buttons you up he’ll kiss the back of your neck and your shoulders, is really good with his little baby and toddler cousins 🩷🩷🩷
shinsou
♱ “yeah?” “mhmm?” WHEEWWW SIR, plays guitar for you and sends u vids of him playing songs u request, stretches and his shirts always lift up to show off his happy trail 🙂↕️, drags you down to sit in his lap for EVERY activity he does - paperwork, video games, whatever, has constant bedroom eyes???, tugs on your hair to get your attention, had to lean back and adjust himself everytime he sits down bc he wears the baggiest pants in existence
do i need to start a taglist?
ft. katsuki bakugo
summary: helping defend his kid from other kids on roblox.
“Katsuki.”
No response.
“Katsuki.”
Still nothing. Just the glow of the screen reflecting off his face, jaw clenched, eyes locked in like he was planning a full-scale battle strategy. His fingers flew across the keyboard, clicking with the precision of a trained assassin.
You folded your arms. “Katsuki Bakugo. You are a grown-ass man playing Roblox.”
He finally looked up from your kid’s gaming setup, scowling. “Yeah? And?”
You pinched the bridge of your nose. “And you’re a Pro Hero. You fight real villains. You’ve literally saved the world.”
“Yeah, well, right now, I’m savin’ my kid’s goddamn tycoon,” he snapped, turning back to the screen.
Your child, sitting beside him, was absolutely thriving. “GET HIS ASS, DADDY!”
“ON IT, SQUIRT,” Katsuki barked, fingers moving like he was hacking into a government database.
You sighed, watching your fully grown husband—one of the strongest heroes alive—brutalizing a bunch of kids in Roblox because some 10-year-old named BlazeNinja_44 wouldn’t stop spawn-killing your kid.
The chat was on fire.
BlazeNinja_44: BRO WHO IS THIS
ExplosiveDynamight (Katsuki): UR WORST NIGHTMARE, LITTLE ****
BlazeNinja_44: ?????
ExplosiveDynamight: U LIKE SPAWN-KILLIN’ KIDS? HOW BOUT I SPAWN-KILL UR WHOLE BLOODLINE
Your kid cackled kicking their legs back and forth watching his dad go off for him. “Dad, you sound like one of those gamers.”
“GOOD.” Katsuki cracked his knuckles like he was about to drop a finisher move. “This lil’ bastard deserves it.”
You stared in sheer disbelief as your husband—a fully licensed Pro Hero—went on an unstoppable rampage, obliterating a bunch of middle schoolers in an online Lego game.
And worst of all?
Your kid was cheering him on.
You sighed, rubbing your temples. “I can’t believe I married you.”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever,” Katsuki muttered, eyes still locked on the screen. “y’know you love me.” he grins.
© sakuraszn! xoxo
part 2 of my art trade with @puppyaulait ^-^
HORNY BRAINROT.
☆ includes: aged up! various characters from bnha
☆ warnings: 18+ content, reader is gn or fem depending on the scenario, drug use (weed & alcohol), somnophilia (consent given prior!!), nsfw. not proofread
thinking of izuku coming back home after a long day at the agency; he bends you over the kitchen table you were both about to eat on, and he skips dinner and goes in for dessert between your thighs.
sucking on eijirou’s cock desperately while he pushes your head down and tells you to take it. when he gets close, he yanks your head off him and you switch to jerking him off, your eyes closing as his cum sprays on your face. he groans loudly when you sweep your fingers across your wet skin and then suck on them, looking up at him innocently.
always a lover of public sex, dabi fucks you in alleyways, on rooftops, behind cars at night, and all across the city. he especially enjoys taking you from behind, your back pressed against his chest and his hand wrapped around your throat — he often fucks you like this in sight of the sky during the #2 hero’s patrols.
sometimes hitoshi can’t sleep, so he gently pulls the blankets away from your sleeping figure, admiring you in the dark. he’ll kiss your tummy, hips, and pelvis, then peel away your underwear, his tongue rushing to taste the sweetness between your folds. when you cum, you moan as though you’re in a dream, rarely waking up — occasionally he’ll make you cum so hard you wake up gasping his name.
keigo finds himself feeling overwhelmed when you ride him, his eyes rolling back and his entire body shaking each time he sees your greedy pussy swallow the whole length of his cock. as he unravels more and more, his wings represent how he feels with their wild movements. when he cums loudly, his wings rush in, wrapping around the both of you, pulling you close to him.
despite his shy demeanor, tamaki is a FREAK. he’ll have you sit in a chair, blindfolded, limbs tied to the back and the legs. then, he’ll tease you with kisses and touches, lightly slapping your thighs if you try to pull free to touch him. after a long while, he’ll spread your pussy open and spit onto your clit, then tease you further.
speaking of spitting, katsuki enjoys spitting into your pussy as well, or making you spit onto his cock to lube it up for sex or jerking him off.
i offer u: denki + hanta tag team. hanta’s on his back, your back is on his chest, his cock is stretching out your ass. while he’s thrusting up into your ass and holding you close, denki’s fucking in and out of your pussy with his overstimulated cock. his cum drips from your cunt and trickles down hanta’s cock, adding more lubrication. a threesome with these two would be insane because they would try out every position and cum once from it before stopping.
despite hating it when you edge him, shoto loves it. he’ll sigh shakily, hissing out, “ah— god, make me cum already, stop fucking with me!” but when you let him get real close, he begs you to stop and edge him. it’s confusing but ultimately he enjoys it, and always cries when he cums after edging.
drinking with katsuki always gets rowdy; he’ll show you off, get jealous more easily, and fuck you harder. after a night at the bar and way too many shots, he hops into an uber with you and heads to an expensive hotel instead of your home. katsuki books a big room, the one with the best view of the city and streets (it’s also 2-4 stories up from the lobby). when you get into the room, he practically rips your clothes off, pushing you against the big window overseeing the people and cars beneath. then, he fucks you right against the window, your tits pressed against the glass.
dry humping with eijirou in his agency office with an unlocked door, his hard cock rubbing against your pussy through layers and layers of clothing. when his precum is dripping through his underwear, and your panties are soaked with your slick, he removes whatever’s in the way, besides your underwear. when you start to get loud as his clothed cock creates more friction against you, he pulls off your wet underwear and stuffs them into your mouth, saying, “shh, baby. you have to be quiet, okay? don’t want any of the staff coming in, right?”
sharing a joint with keigo on the balcony of your shared apartment, plumes of smoke swirling around you as he spreads your legs. he always enjoys making out with your pussy before he eats you out, taking your folds and clit between his lips as he drags his tongue against you. he stares up at you with reddened eyes, desperate for your approving moans and facial expressions.
being fucked doggy style by izuku, either in your pussy or ass, as he praises you and your beautiful reflection in the mirror. “oh, you’re so gorgeous.. make me feel so damn lucky every time i look at you.” if you refuse to look, he leans over you, his pecs pressing into your upper back as he tugs your chin. he demands, “watch yourself cum” or “if you look away, i’ll stop pounding you”
shoto always cums within a few minutes of 69ing with you.. the way you desperately hump at his face and gobble down his cock always proves to be too damn much for him. he used to feel embarrassed, but now he just pushes through the overstimulation and adjusts you how he likes, slurping at your pussy loudly as you moan on his cock.
sexting with denki during his work hours, and sending him sneaky photos of your tits/ass/pussy when you know he’s busy. he’s always so quick to read your messages, and he rushes to the bathroom to hide his boner in a stall. he texts you to tell you what he’s gonna do to you, how desperate he is, or he’ll send mirror selfies, his hard cock visible through his pants.
phone sex with dabi, who easily makes you torture yourself. and god, does he sound good — he tells you what to do, rewarding you with his moans/groans or pictures. he’ll talk you through your orgasm, demanding that you keep fingering yourself or stop to ruin it. if you sob over his instructions, he’ll briefly reassure you, and then tell you to shut up and do what he says (he reminds you to be a good girl/slut or threatens to not fuck you).
god.. hitoshi loves filming you going dumb on his cock. most of the videos in his ‘us vids’ folder start off with him praising you as he moves the camera around your body, capturing every inch of you. “so pretty, god damn.” as the video progresses from gentle to rougher, his hand is wrapped around your neck, squeezing enough for you to gasp often. you’re a mess, babbling pleas as you cry his name, eyes rolling back and drool slipping from the corner of your mouth. by the time he’s cumming, you’re begging for him to fill you up, not a single other thought in your head. later, still filming, he thumbs away the saliva at the corner of your mouth; he kisses you and asks if you’re okay.
food play with tamaki, who eagerly gobbles strawberries off your tits, or the whipped cream designs all over your pelvis. even after your skin is free from all the sweetness or its residue, he licks you hungrily, then starts to bite hickeys into your skin. he blushes when you pinch one of his sensitive ears between your fingers and give it a tug — “tamaki, put your tongue to good use and eat me out.”
🍓 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔
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.
𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙬𝙣 𝘾𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙧 𝙏𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧
word count: 3.2k
mentions of: yeah its just sex,, uhhhh ya get together at the end but it’s pretty vanilla and i think this might be one of my fav writings for iida so far ehehehe this story was so fun to make. I plan on making a pt.3 and I’m going to postttt soon idk :P
part one
moodboard here!
You tied a cute bow in the belt of your robe once more, walking over to him and fixing the glasses on his oh so cherry red face. “Tenya..?” You ask, sitting on the side of the table next to him. You glance down at the sketch, seeing how far he had actually gotten. It was pretty impressive for someone who is a beginner when it comes to realism, or art itself really. “Do you want some help?”
His jaw was slack, staring up at you now that you were so much closer. Whatever perfume you had on almost made him faint, and there was nothing he could really formulate besides a very quiet, “Ex..excuse me?”
“I said, Do you want some help..?” You tease, leaning down so your faces were only a few inches from each other. You reach for his tie, slowly sliding your hand down his chest. “I wouldn't want you to fail just because your model was a distraction..” You lean closer, gripping the end of his tie as ruby eyes glancing down at your pretty plump lips.
Did you mean help help him, or draw it yourself? There was no way he was reading into this wrong, right? Did you see his hard-on the whole time?? He gave a long blink, trying to keep his head on straight. “I w..would love-” Before he could finish the sentence, you tug on the tie and press your lips against his. He melted into you, hands placing themselves onto your hips softly almost as if you’d break if he did touch you.
He had yearned for this for so long. There was no way you felt this way all this time and he never picked up on it. The thought only made him deepen the kiss, his hands moving to hold your face in his palms. You let his tie go with a smile, giggling at his eagerness to kiss you back. You place your hands on his shoulder, feeling him stand but refusing to let his lips leave yours. It felt like fireworks were going off around the two of you, only pulling away when you both needed the air.
Tenya was once again standing with crooked glasses, red faced, and this time slightly out of breath. “Y/n I.. Why didn’t.. How did I not..” He panted, after what was only a few seconds, he crashed his lips against yours before you could even respond to his stuttering. You whimpered in response, attempting to untie the tie the best you could with your eyes closed. He helped you, loosening it and letting his hands tangle themselves behind your head and into the kitchen of your hair the best he could. He just wanted you closer. Closer than he already was.
You pull away from him, feverishly leaving kissing along his sharp jawline. He sighed, hands going back to your waist patiently. He rubbed your sides up and down as you kissed down his neck, letting out a breathless whine at the missing feeling of your warm lips against his.
“Why haven't we ever k..kissed before now if this is how you ..f-felt..” He sucked in a sharp gasp once you kissed the right side of his neck. Bingo. You bit down on that spot listening to him groan in your ear, gripping your hips a little harder.
You open your legs slightly so he can stand between them, his body involuntarily pulling you towards the edge as he takes the step towards you. “Because I can't lose you.. I never thought you'd feel the same..” You mumble against his skin, leaving open mouthed kisses down to his collar before unbuttoning it.
You could feel the hard-on poke at your thigh, tauntingly moving to grind against him. After all, the silk of your robe was the only thing keeping him from well.. you. He ached, looking down at you with an almost heartbroken look in his eyes.
“Of course I do, I have wanted you for a very long time.. I know I can treat you better than anyone else out there y/n. It hurts so bad when you'd find someone else more interesting than me. I thought I was too..” He paused for a second, groaning as he grinded against you subconsciously. “A square, if you will.” He chuckled nervously at the admission, feeling you nipping at the most sensitive part of his neck as he let out soft moans and grumbles.
You pull away to look at him, fixing his glasses from earlier with a small giggle. “There's nothing wrong with liking books, or wanting to follow the rules..” Manicured hand began to unbutton his collar and down his shirt.
“And I just never thought you'd go for someone like me. I assumed you'd want a shy girl or somthin’.. I guess we really did make an ass out of u and me.” You tease, giggling once more at your own play on words. You stopped about halfway down his shirt unless this was too much. You didn't wanna be too pushy but God did you want to see those abs.
He let out a small laugh as well, staring down at your gorgeous lips. “I would have told you a lonnnng time ago, y/n. I'm sorry I didn't–” He started, feeling your finger press against his lips to stop him.
“We know now, don't we? Now we move forward.” You wrap your legs around his waist, watching him nod until you move your finger away. “How about I finally help you?” You run a hand down his chest, watching him shudder at the feeling of your acrylics.
He leaned over you, hands moving onto the table rather than on your hips. “If we're going to do anything, I want to do it the right way..” You wanted to pout at his response. He was right, being caught would be absolutely terrible for the both of you. I guess it wouldn't hurt to go back to one of your apartments and finish? Ugh but then the mood is different..
As the gears in your brain worked, Tenya still mindless pressing against you, began kissing you once more. You smile, coconut colored eyes following as he kisses your neck. This time looking for you to gasp or make some sort of noise. His lips smirked against your skin, kissing down to your shoulder and moving the robe off of it. He bit right between your neck and shoulder, causing you to squeal and grip onto his shirt.
Your eyes fluttered, feeling him kiss down to your collarbone. He guided a hand to unbutton the rest of his shirt, the other going back to resting on your waist. He made sure to kiss down the valley of your breasts, not breaking eye contact with you once had he looked up.
“May I?” He motioned to the robe, watching you quickly shrug the silk off of your other shoulder and pulling the tie of your belt. All he needed was to open it up completely. He chuckled at your quickness, letting it pull around your legs once again. He made sure to kiss both of your boobs, finishing with the unbuttoning of his shirt. He used that hand to pinch at your nip, putting the other in his mouth to suck on.
You arch your back into his touch, whimpering as you squeezed your legs around him in response. You could feel him smile, swapping to give your girls equal attention. He felt you buck at such simple actions, kissing down your navel and to where your robe pooled.
“You sound so sweet.. I need to taste you. Wouldn't be gentlemanly of me to go first baby,” You melted at the name, nodding hurriedly. He smiled, going onto his knees and scooping his arms under your knees. He pulled you to the edge, watching you jolt in surprise. You could feel your heart beating in more places than one. The entire time the only thing that had been covering you up was that flimsy piece of silk which he finally moved out of the way, staring down at you for a moment.
This obviously wasn’t the first time he’s been in a sexual situation, but he couldn’t help but freeze for a moment. You were so stunning.. ethereal even. He really didn’t mean to stare, not wanting you to think something was wrong or he was too scared. Just very much in love with the look of you. He finally breaks concentration, looking up at you with a small smile. “You promise this is okay?” He wanted to double check just in case you saw him as he saw himself.. God forbid you did.
“I promise.” You put your pinky out, watching him move his hand from your thigh to interlock his pinky with yours. Without any hesitation, he shoved his glasses up and opened your legs wider. He kissed your clit before starting to suck on it, crimson eyes staring up at you to see what he was doing well vs what you didn’t like as much. Your breathing hitched, hand going to take the glasses and set them on the table so you could grip onto his hair the correct way. You rut your hips towards him, staring down in awe.
He couldn’t help but stare back up at you, strong hands keeping your thighs pressed against his shoulders despite your involuntarily squirming. He swirled his tongue around your bundle of nerves, hands gripping onto your thighs so he could be as close as possible. You tasted so sweet. Damn near sweeter than fruit, only making him want more. Flattening his tongue against you and going back to giving your sensitive spot hell.
You pulled at his navy blue hair, hands gripping onto him as you rode yourself against his tongue. Stuttering out praises through pants and moans, “Ffffuck.. tenya-ah!~” You squeak out, thighs beginning to shake from wanting to close. He slithered a hand from your thigh, teasingly tracing his index finger around your entrance. “Don’t t..tease me!” You leaned forward, hair falling around your shoulders as you looked down at him.
“Please please pl-ngh~!” Your begging was stopped by the feeling of two thick fingers sliding into you as he swirled his tongue around your clit some more. He made sure to curl them, feeling you clench around his fingers drove him insane. Thrusting his fingers into you even faster than his tongue was moving. You could feel yourself getting closer to the edge, the knot in your stomach starting to tighten. You couldn’t keep quiet even if you really wanted to. You were on another planet.
The face you made when you came could only be described as angelic to iida, he watched as you came undone around his lips. You laid your back against the table as he lapped it up. Almost liked someone dying of dehydration. He slowed his fingers down, sliding them out of you to lick his fingers clean. He lightly placed your legs back onto the table. “You taste divine, you know that?” He asked, unbuckling his belt and tossing his wallet on the table.
You blink up at him, panting and giggling. “I know now,” You stared up at him, messy haired and mouth wet as lustful but loving eyes stared down at you. You took a mental picture, biting your lip to hold back your happy giggles. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, sliding the belt off and placing it on the chair behind him. “Let me,” You lean forward, unbuttoning his dress pants hurriedly and unzipping them. It ached being hard for so long, but as many times as he’s imagined this to play out, he was always going to make you feel good first.
“I need you, y/n..” He admitted almost in a whisper, reaching for his glasses so he could actually see you. You tug his pants down, letting out a small laugh to yourself at the red checkered underwear he wore before pulling them down as well. You assumed he’d be big, the man is 6 foot and built like a fucking unit.
What you weren’t expecting was for it to spring right in front of your face. There’s no way that can.. Well, Doesn’t matter if it fits or not. No way you’d miss the opportunity. He let out a chuckle, assumingly at your wide eyes.
“You have me,” You smile up at him with half lidded eyes, changing your expression quickly so you werent the one looking like a deer in headlights. You grab his cock with manicured nails, licking the precum from his tip before siding as much as you could into your throat.
His breath hitched, a small groan leaving his lips. “No sweetheart, I mean I need you. As much as.. I’d l..love you to,” He let out a breathless sigh filled with pleasure, head tilting back.
“Keep.. feeling your mouth, I need you. Awfully bad, I might a..add.” He struggled to speak, moans escaping his lips as he felt you take him completely down your throat for a moment. You pulled away with a pop, smiling up at him.
“Whatever you want, sir..” You tease, sitting up and putting your hands on his shoulders, slowly sliding them to his neck to cup his face. “Give me a few more kisses, huh mister?” You didn’t even have time to lean up, feeling his lips desperately go back to yours. You tangle your hands in his messy hair once more, feeling him lay you down gently.
He pulled your legs to the edge once more, listening to the squeak you let out as he subconsciously manhandled you. He looks over to the wallet he tossed on the table earlier, opening it to fish for a condom that he always carried around. Not that he ever thought he’d really use it.
“You don’t need one,” You see him quickly look at you as if you were insane, vermillion eyes studying your face. “I’m serious! If worse comes to worse I’ll stop by the pharmacy. I want us both to actually feel it..” You sit up once more, pretty brown eyes staring up at him pleadingly. You place a hand on his arm, which was enough for him to go standing right back in front of you.
“Are you sure, y/n? Absolutely positive?” He asked carefully, cock twitching at the cold air of the room. The snow from the skylight had covered it so much the room was practically black if it weren’t for the very dim but few lights in the room. You nod, giving him a reassuring kiss on the cheek.
“I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t mean it,” You smile, laying back down. Big hands gripped your hips as he lined himself up to you, staring down at your sensitive bud for a moment before slowly sliding the tip into you. You whimper, gasping and letting your eyes roll back as he slid what you could take into you. You felt full, eyes trying to focus on the man in front of you.
“Fuck..” He muttered, leaning over you and kissing up from your collarbone to your neck, holding you close as he started to move gently into you. He knew he was big, and he didn’t plan on hurting you. he wanted it to be the best experience you’ve ever had.. despite the uncommon location. You hug him quickly, whining out and pressing your face into his shoulder. It couldn’t get closer than this.. Or so you thought, feeling him slowly start to fuck you open and press against that spot. Tears well in the corners of your eyes, gasping and biting the pain into his shoulder.
He hissed, making sure to go as slow as his mind and body would let him. He needed to see you completely undone, but your comfortability and adjusting to it would come first. “It’s okay sweetheart, ‘m right here. I got you. “ He whispered into your ear, nipping at your lobe with a small smile. You could hear how passionate he was in his voice, letting your legs wrap around him once more.
After a few more slow thrusts into you, you move from his shoulder and whisper back. “F..Fuck me like you mean it, Ten. I can take i..it.” You mewled out, feeling him kiss from your cheek to your lips before slamming into you. You squeaked, having trouble trying to kiss back. You couldn’t quiet down even if you wanted to. Your nails grab at his back, lightly scratching so you didn’t rip his skin open. Shit, fucking you like this you might not be able to stop yourself.
He shuddered at the feeling, pulling away from your lips to leave open mouthed kisses against your neck. You bite your lip hard, you didn’t know what time it was but you knew there were still people in the building. He slid his hands up to your back, letting his hands hold onto your shoulders from underneath you to keep you still while he fucked your brains out.
You were seeing stars, biting and leaving hickeys all over him to muffle yourself. He gritted his teeth, glancing down at you through foggy glasses. “You take it so good, honey.. Need..Need you like this all the time.” He huffed out, letting out another breathless chuckle at your fucked out expression. “Can I have you?”
Broken sobs of pleasure was really all you could give in return, nodding as quick as you could before kissing him once again. He smiled against your lips, letting a hand slide down to your clit. He only thumbed over it a few times before you came, legs squeezing tighter against his torso. He pulled his hand away, moving both of them back to your hips. He was obviously close too, but it felt so good he wasn’t sure he could pull out exactly in time.
“G-Gotta let me pull out, honey..” You shake your head no, burying your face into his skin once again. “Need.. need to feel.. In me– cum in me.” He began to slow down, trying to think through racing thoughts and how good you felt around him. It wasn't much time to make the decision and professionalism was already out the window at this point. “P.. Please- please tenya~?” You cry out, hugging close to him. If that’s what you wanted, he was going to oblige.
He gave a couple more thrusts, cumming into you and holding you close. Once you pulled away enough, he left peppered kisses amongst your neck and jaw.
You smile, sighing out tiredly before giving him a few kisses on his poor red lips. “You are my favorite human being on the planet,” You huff out, trying to continue but your thoughts were a bit scrambled. “I’m yours. For as long as you want me.”
He quickly responded, kissing your cheek in conformation. “Forever. I want you to be mine.. Forever.” He was sweaty, hair sticking to his forehead and still out of breath himself. His face was red, eyes hanging low from both tiredness and wonderment.
You giggle at his response, taking his glasses and cleaning them with the silk of the robe that was under you.
“Forever it is.”
© if you like what you see please reblog! It means a lot! Want more? Heres my m.list! I write for x black reader so throw me some requests :P my other account are icons and x black reader moodboards if you’re interested!
ALSO ALSO special thank you @urfriendlywriter for some of the smut ideas and the vocabulary, it helped better than fighting a thesaurus lol
thank you @thecutestgrotto and @arlerts-angel for the banners and thank you @fizzintine for coloring the top photo!
have a good day/night/whatever!
The remaining members of the Bakusquad and Dekusquad!!
Your fingers trace down the long spance of his neck. His skin is cool, bordering cold, just like the night air, and goose pimples unfurl down your arms at the feel of it. He must feel how your skins reacts; he glances down to where you've laid yourself across his lap with a fond chuckle, stroking your own face in turn. The warmth in his ruby eyes is exactly what you need.
When your fingers reach the base of his neck, there's no pulse to greet you, just a familiar stillness and two perfectly round scars, long since made but never healed. That smile flickers, the light behind it replaced by something dimmer.
"I wish you would turn me."
It's a conversation you've had before, under dim lights, bearing all earnesty and love either of you could muster. The answer is no - he will never make you immortal. It's cruel to both of you to bring up the topic again.
A myriad of microexpressions flit across his face -empathy, pain, maybe even anger- and then he's smiling again, moon white fangs bared with no malice.
"Oh, how could I ever?" He strokes your hair from your face and cups your cheeks with a practiced delight; a performance he's perfected over two hundred years, "How am I supposed to sleep without your warmth in my arms?
The words are almost a song on his voice, bouncing and free. He doubles over himself to press a chaste kiss against your forehead, then again against your lips.
"How am I supposed to close my eyes without hearing your heartbeat, my dear?" he coos into your pulse point, as if whispering to your heart itself
"One day, whether you turn me or not -" You can not bring yourself to do anything but whisper - "It won't be there."
He freezes for a moment, then brings his lips to your neck again, the kiss much more sullen this time.
reluctant (not really) kisses
:~)
I mean, they look kinda similar right?
My trade with @beybuniki , baristas Deku and Bakugo as well as DabiHawks being obnoxious
꣑୧ Some Headcannons of Izuku jealous
Jealous!Izuku who watches you and Bakugo interact, at first he is confused on why Kacchan isn’t screaming at you like he does everyone else.
Jealous!Izuku who starts mumbling to himself every possible reason on why the two of you would be talking to one another.
Jealous!Izuku who pretends not to be looking at you both when you turn around to smile at him. You were just talking to Bakugo about strategies and ideas for training because you both had similar quirks that Izuku magically had forgotten through his jealousy he didn’t even consider that what was what you both were talking about.
You turn around a bit confused at the fact that your own boyfriend pretended not to notice you when you tried to smile at him. Before you can utter a word Bakugo scoffs “Damn Deku” he mutters under his breath.
“Huh what did he do?” You ask confused staring up at the blonde, he crosses his arms over his chest. Bakugo smirks for a moment looking at you then back at Izuku who catches his eye.
The blonds hand comes to your shoulder “Nothing just being a damn nerd” he tells you a smirk still adoring his lips.
Jealous!Izuku who feels his chests tighten when Bakugo touches you. He starts taking steps closer to the two of you to hear what his childhood friend is telling you. When he finally makes it to you both he hears your voice “That thing you did with your explosions when you flew in the air was awsome. You have to teach me some time please” you gush over the boy.
His heart skips a beat as he hears you compliment Bakugo. The blonde boy smirks staring at Deku for a moment before squeezing your shoulder “Tch I guess I could teach you I’am the best after all” he says looking at you for a moment.
With jealousy clouding his judgement Deku slings an around your shoulders “I can teach her just fine Kacchan” he says his voice laced with jealousy. He leads you away from the boy quickly rushing you two out of the living room and into his dorm.
Jealous!Izuku who immediately kisses you when you guys get to a private area. Who pushes you against the wall in a sudden bust of confidence. He kisses you until the two of you run out of breath, you push him off of you slightly “W-what’s gotten into you Zu?” you ask him trying to catch your breath.
He breathes heavily his eyes not looking at you “Nothing just… Whatever you needed from Kacchan you could have asked me, you know I can help” he mutters staring at the wall besides you.
Jealous!Izuku who blushes when you realize he’s jealous of his own classmate. He turns a light shade of pink before kissing you once again trying to prove that you’re his no one else’s.
Jealous!Izuku who sucks hickeys onto your neck when he’s jealous to show everyone that you’re taken. He smirks watching you walk around trying to hide the marks he gave you but ultimately failing and having one or two showing.
Jealous!Izuku who kisses you before you spar with Bakugo durning training so the blonde explosive boy knows you’re his girlfriend.
thinking about Pro hero Bakugo who wears a locket on him at all times. The picture in it? A beautiful picture of you smiling on your wedding day.
It's not on a necklace where it can snag or get pulled but somewhere else, safer. Also not as visible. But then the press gets a photo of him and someone sees it.
The pretty design on the back of the golden locket stands out. The press and his fans go crazy over it. Everyone already knows Bakugo is down bad for his wife but now there's a locket with unknown photos in it.
Bakugo chooses to ignore it till he's in an interview and gets asked "so everyone's dying to know. What's in this secret locket of yours?" A confused look comes to his face.
"That's a stupid question, my wife of course."
MyHerotober Day 22 - "Candy" How much sweetness can one pic hold 🥰
Location: Bakugo katsuki's hero agency
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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This is an oldie, I should draw more for twt :/
Down, boy!!!
“What the…”
...princess who convinces her handmaidens that the only way to preserve her innocence is for them to kneel down and eat her pussy on command
(kofi request) brothers who (try to) carry each other
Getting face fucked by Tokoyami with Dark Shadow whispering in your ear, "You're beautiful when you cry for us, dove, especially when you're choking on a cock." And "Ah, ah, ah, no one said you could touch your dripping pussy. Not yet anyway." Along with the lewd sound of your sucking you just couldn't stop the whine that's building up in you. Tokoyami can barely talk, its all chirps and growls as he watches his cock disappear down your throat. At times like this you know Dark Shadow is speaking for both of them when he says, "That's it. Our little dove, our mate. Taking us so perfectly."
fem!krbk for an art trade with @puppyaulait
wonder duo of dynadeku ageny win to save save to win to childhood friends to rivals to friends to partners 4 the rest of their lives woahh
au where they have an agency and are a duo and escape death bi monthly and they want to be mad at each other for being so reckless but also they get the job done, so
Izuku: Do you think that the universe brought us together on purpose? Do you think we were always meant to be soulmates?
Katsuki: Oh my god shut up and go to bed! We have our hero certification test in the morning you damn nerd!
Katsuki:
Katsuki: *whispers* but yeah, fine, we're soulmates ok? Don't make it weird.
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My Masterlist ☺️
I have some concepts but I can't wrap my head around any of them to finish writing 😫
trans bakugo katsuki?
