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I just read your "rating pet name my wife gives me" It's so cute 🥰 will you do Hinata Shouyou?

HINATA SHOUYOU ✰ RATING THE PET NAMES YOU CALL HIM: A THREAD

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if i die

IF THE SUN REFUSED TO SHINE...

Izuku Midoriya x fem!reader synopsis: running to him, even after the world turned dark. warnings: angst?, hurt/comfort, childhoodfriend!reader, reader is not a student at u.a, takes place during season 6 ep 137, PRE-RELATIONSHIP, potentially ooc. that's all i think?

It was gloomy that day, the rain had hurtled towards the angry crowd of civilians formed at the front of U.A. Everyone was angry and confused, some felt betrayed and others tricked. They didn’t want him here, fearing for their safety at the thought of the boy with a target on his back. They screamed and yelled, children cried, teachers tried their best to pacify what had started to become a mob.

You thrashed in your mother's arms, a trembling in your lower lip as you tried to claw your way out of the suffocating embrace. "Let go!" You cried, turning to stare at your mother– desperation clouding all rational thoughts in your mind. 

“It’s too dangerous! Calm down!” Your mother scolded, fingers trembling against the sleeves of your sweater, trying to hold you as close as possible– out of harm’s way, just as any mother would. Just like she would when you were younger and would waddle into her room clutching your blanket, wiping at the fat tears that rolled down chubby cheeks. She wanted you safe, in her arms, where you couldn’t be harmed by scared citizens protesting for their safety. 

But you couldn’t let her. Not this time. 

You had to get to Izuku. It repeated like an alarm, loud and insistent as Uraraka’s speech lingered in your ears. You didn’t care if it was dangerous. It didn’t matter to you. As long as you could reach him, touch him, hold him. None of it mattered.

He was probably crying– you know he was. The two of you always held a small knack for knowing when the other was upset, even as children that played in the warm rays of the sun, beaming and giggling happily. “Please! I have to get to him!” You begged, jerking this way and that. “It’s Izuku, mum!”

And then a kid ran past you. He was small and had a red hat, and red sneakers that looked like Izuku’s– a lady cried out after him, “Come back!”  You nearly stopped to stare, but you had become acutely aware of the fact your mother had loosened her grip momentarily to look over her shoulder to identify the voice.

That was your opening. 

You slipped between her fingers, fleeting like a leaf in the wind, an apology in the back of your mind as you pushed your legs into a sprint. The rain splashed under your thundering feet, droplets hitting the bare skin of your legs, but you didn’t care. It wasn’t a priority right now. He was.

Izuku with his green eyes and unruly hair, with his cute little freckles that you always loved. Izuku with his heart of gold and sweet smile, always ready to lend a helping hand. Izuku, who had stopped your world the day he left that letter on your door, shrouding it in a cloud of darkness.

As you shoved your way through the crowd, your heart squeezed as the sight of him became clearer and clearer to you. He was standing now, fat tears rolling down his freckled cheeks as the kid from earlier and a lady with bunny-like features wrapped their arms around him.

“Izuku!” You had barely a second before his name ripped itself out of your throat in a raw, desperate cry. 

His gaze turned up to you, green eyes wide and confused as he registered your presence mere metres away from reaching him. A whispered call of your name fell from his lips, quiet and wavering– more tears streaming down his face. 

There was no time to prepare before your body slammed into his, sending him stumbling back a few steps as your arms curled around his shoulders in a tight embrace, squeezing him tight. “Zuku.” You sobbed, fingers curling into the dirty and tattered fabric of his suit. “Oh god, Zuku. I– I didn’t know where you went after I found that letter. I was so worried and then there were the rumours– Are you–”

Another whisper of your name fell from his lips, big hands resting at your waist and pulling you closer. “I– I’m okay. I’m sorry.” God, his voice. It was still so warm even after all he’s facing. 

You pulled back, just enough to press your forehead to his, eyes squeezed shut– savouring the feeling of him. “Don’t apologise.” You muttered, tears still roaming down both of your faces. “Just… just stay here.” Don’t go. Stay here with me, where it’s safe. You wanted to say, but you knew his departure was inevitable. He would leave you, again. And you’re not sure he’ll return this time.

So you held him closer, lips inches away from each other as you both soaked in the warmth of the other’s embrace. And for the first time in awhile, it felt like the sun was shining once again.

ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ, ꜱᴘɪᴅᴇʀᴍᴀɴ ᴅᴇᴋᴜ.

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒.you recently found out that your best friend izuku midoriya, is spiderman and all the built-up tensions between the years of friendships finally manifest into this. NOTE: deku is ooc here.

wc. around 1,792

tags. izuku midoriya x reader. spidermandeku! x reader izuku midoriay ax reader smut. spidermandeku!reader smut. all characters are 18 years old. alternative au. non quirk au. spiderverse au. fucking your bsf. dom deku. deku eats out your pussy. deku fucks you hard. neck kissing/ sucking. face down ass up. afab!reader. unprotected sex. dirty talk. overstimulation.hair pulling.hitting it raw. 18+ mdni!

🕸 🕷 ₊˚⊹♡🕸 🕷 ₊˚⊹♡🕸 🕷 ₊˚⊹♡🕸 🕷 ₊˚⊹♡🕸 🕷 ₊˚⊹♡🕸 🕷 ₊˚⊹♡🕸 🕷 ₊˚⊹♡

All though he hovered above you, you didn't move or push him off like you typically would. Instead, you placed your delicate hands on his sturdy shoulders.

'What's gotten over me?' You mentally ask yourself, your breathing getting stuck in your throat. The boy's face rapidly warms up the longer the both of you stare into each other's eyes, though that changed soon when his stare shifted from your eyes to your lips. It was like an invisible force pulling the both of you closer to each other. After sitting up in your elbows to close the distance, Deku, over away assuming you wanted to be free yet instead you placed your hands on the back of his to push his down, the both of your foreheads touching now.

"Wait Y/N, are you sure?" He asks, his voice barely above a whisper.

"If I wasn't sure I wouldn't be doing this." And with that, you connected both of your lips together.  You were in ecstasy, who knew his lips would be so soft and gentle yet so skilled? It immediately had you wanting more as he placed his hands behind your head and the small of your back, his hand underneath your shirt but not moving anywhere else.

As you pull away for air, you tilt your head back before quickly re-attaching yourself to him but this time with your hands under his shirt too, yours being more bold to explore.

Deku used this as an opportunity to pull off his shirt in one swift movement,  his hair getting a but messy in the process. You immediately threw your hands over him and wrapped your legs around him as he went down and your back touched the bed. Soon you felt his lips on your neck as he pepered gentle kisses.

Tilting your head back, you hiss at his warm lips touching your cool neck which soon displayed love bites that slowly worked their way down to your collarbones, reminding you that you hadn't taken anything off yet, and so you did. Throwing your top over your head, revealing your mounds of fat being contained in your bra. Shortly after, you disposed of your pyjama trousers, throwing them off somewhere. Without warning, the green-haired boy reattached his lips to yours, this time being most urgent of all.

Deku's quick hands freed you from your bra which soon gently messaged your breasts as he placed his lips on your neck, marking you with his love bites. You moan as you tangle your fingers in his hair, gripping his green locs needly. “Please.” you whimper, almost a plead as the heat between your legs starts intensifying, causing you to write in anticipation.

“Patience babe, patince.” he mumbles along your skin kissing his way down to your core. Deku looks up at you, with those emerald orbs, non-verbally asking you for continuation, to which you nod. He places a tender kiss over your clothed cunt and your eyes shut, head lols back.

“Are you wet for me baby?” He mumbles against your cunt, placing a sweet kiss over your covered clit, his large, rough fingers pressing your panties into your wetness, watching in awe as they practically drench in your wetness. You've never felt more embarrassed, your face heating up instantaneously. “Look at how wet you are f’me.” He fiddles with the fabric of your panties before pulling them to the side. The cool air rushes to your soaking cunt, causing you to shudder.

Deku's tongue immediately causes you to jolt though as with one long stripe of his tongue over your sensitive bud, your back arches. Your cute reactions seem to fuel his determination to have you a mess over his tongue and all over his face. As he laps you like a starved man, his nose grazes up against your clit, making you reel. “Don’t stop.” you moan out, your legs shuddering, threatening to close shut like a vice around his head.

“You like that hmm?” he asks against your pussy, the vibrations of his voice adding to the sensations. To which you respond with a “Fuck!” Deku uses this as an incentive to carry on, his tongue lapping up all of your juices, not letting any go to waste. His tongue swirls and laps and sucks on your clit, and you feel your orgasm work your way up, so soon.

“Dekuu.” you whine.

“What’s my name?”

“Izuku.” you moan breathlessly.

“That’s it.” he purrs, licking up your sopping cunt and slowly pushing his fingers into your tight cunt, he can’t believe how tight you're squeezing around him, so desperately. The thought of your freaky side finally being revealed to him seems to turn him on, His dick hardening at the thought, He moves faster and faster, like a starved man, like you’re oxygen. This intense wave of pleasure makes you unable to lay still as you writhe and squirm chanting out his name.

“Please, please, please Zuku.” His large hands grip onto your thighs, which seem to be getting in the way of his best work yet. He’s relentless and unforgiving as he works faster to please him to slow down. “Wait stop, m’gonna cummm.” You mewl out. He thinks the noises you make are cute, “Izu, Izu, Izuuuu shittt.” You feel the knot in your heated core tightening as you are seconds away from releasing everywhere. His fingers thrust into you and he shakes his head as his nose nuzzles into your clit, pressing deeper.

“YES FUCK YES!” you cry out loudly, your body shuddering and trembling and the pleasure ripples through your body, your orgasm taking control, and your juices spilling everywhere. You take a minute to recollect yourself, as you feel your cum trickle out of your warm pussy, all falling onto Deku’s face. He swipes some of it off his face with his fingers, places it in his mouth and swirls his tongue around his fingers savouring your taste.

“Shit you taste good. ” he says, staring down at you. The sound of a zipper being undone and the familiar jingle of a belt being kicked off the bed causes you to sit up. Deku rubs his dick up and down your pussy, watching it twitch from overstimulation. His eyes slowly rise from the filthy sight, unto your pleading eyes. “Can you take it? You ready for my dick princess?” He asks rubbing his top up and down your slick folds, awaiting your response. Too shy to respond you nod sheepishly, a faint blush dusting your cheeks. “Words princess words. Tell me what you want from me.”

“Want you fill me up with you dick.”

“You sure.”

His question seems to stump because all of a sudden you're not that sure. You sit up properly to observe his dick. His tip is furiously red, leaking with precum. He was pretty girthy, definitely enough to stretch you out. His take takes a slight curve to the left and it’s lined with veins from his base to the top.

“You’re big.” You mumble, staring at his dick that you seemed to be salivating over.

“Do you think we can make it fit princess?” He asks, One large hand gripping unto your hip as you sink back down into the bed. “You bite your lip in contemplation and nod slowly. “ I need you to be sure about this Y/N.”

“I want you deep in me Izuku.” You confess and with that his teasing tip begins to make an entrance in your pussy, pressing itself further in. His eyes train on your face and how it contorts as he pushes himself in. “Tell me when to go.”

“Keep going slowly.”

His dick slowly reaches further and further inside your walls, till soon you're ready. He doesn't hesitate as he rocks his hips, creating a steady rhythm. And it feels good, it all feels so damn good as he slides in and out of your aching pussy. “MHm Faster please faster.” You moan out. Deku heeds your instructions and begins rocking his hips, his tip brushing against your G-spot causing to briefly go over the edge every time. “Who knew you were dirty like this Y/N.” he says, thrusting in an out of you, watching your body bounce with every move. Your breasts hypnotisingly bouncing around making Deku speed up lightly just to watch your tits bounce faster. “ Look at you, going crazy over dick, is this how you really are?” He asks and by now he's pummeling in and out of your relentlessly. You scream out his name and claw on his back and he leans forward to fondle with your breasts.

“Fuck it feels so good don’t stop.”

“Ill have to if you keep squeezing me like that.” Your repetitive moans seem to send Deku over the edge. the thrusts stop and you feel hands underneath you pick you up to flip you over, laying you on your stomach. His hand pushes your head down dn you insitively put your ass up high in the hand, shaking it needily. Deku first slaps his tip along your pussy before giving a harsh slap t your ass, watching as it begins to tune red. His palms grip the flash of your ass like his life depended on it. Gripping it and using it to pummel into you. Your moans were muffled as he drilled you into the bed. Tears spill out your eyes from the immense pleasure.

“MM’GONNA COMEEEE.” you cry out.

“Aww can my baby not take it anymore.” he coos in your year, going even faster than before. “Please, please, please please.” you chant.

“Can you hold out until I tell you to come?” he asks, his grunts and groans mixing with your whimpers and moans, but the only way you can respond is in a string of curses.

Deku begins to pummel in and out of you at inhumane speed, you genuinely find it difficult to hold yourself up and he drives you deeper into the mattress, mind’s cloudy and fogged up, and the only thing going on is your cock drunk smile. “I'm coming princess, you wanna come with me?” he asks.

“YES!” You cry out.

“Come f’me baby, I want your pretty come allll over my dick.” The knot in your stomach breaks and your eyes screw shut, toes curling in ecstasy that washes over you like the big tides in the ocean. Your body immediately goes limp and your pussy oozes out your cum. Deku picks you up by your arms and finishes off with a few lazy thrusts, before placing you on the bed again.

You can't believe you've just fucked your best friend. You can’t believe you fucked Spiderman.

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you're welcome

warm-hug hugs

i cried katsuki i love you

“i can do the alphabet in sign language!” eri chirps to you one night, tugging at the bottom of your skirt as she gazes up at you with that sparkle in her eyes she gets when she's about to show you something important.

the city hums softly outside your window. cars in the distance, someone’s dog barking, the occasional clink of a bottle hitting pavement. you’re curled on the couch with your legs tucked beneath you, fingers grazing the hem of the throw blanket, and eri’s settled close, knees bumping yours, her face lit by the soft blue flicker of the tv screen.

your mouth parts into a soft gasp, eyes going round with surprise, delight catching in your throat. “that’s so cool!” you grin, reaching for her instinctively, brushing a hand through her snowy hair. “you should show suki, he’d really like it.”

she nods, mouth stretched into a proud little beam, her arms winding around your leg in a hug, like she wants to melt into your side and stay there forever. “okay! where is he?”

you glance up, eyes flicking toward the hallway without much thought.

“i dunno,” you hum. “i think he’s getting your bedsheets.”

“i’m gonna go find him!” she cheers, letting go of you and running off without another word, small feet padding down the hallway before you can call out a reminder. to be gentle and cautious.

you sink back into the couch with a quiet wince, already imagining the startle that’s coming. katsuki doesn’t wear his hearing aids at home. he says they make him feel alienated, like he’s underwater in his own home. says he prefers the quiet, even when it means he misses footsteps behind him.

down the hall, eri’s palm skims the wall as she turns the corner.

“suki?” she calls out, forgetting he can't hear her.

she finds him with his back to the room, broad shoulders blocking the light from the closet as he reaches for the folded sheets on the top shelf.

she slowly steps over to his spot, tapping his bulgy arm and looking up at him with pride. he jumps, and almost blasts whatever it is coming near him. he knows it's not you, you make sure to knock on the wall or anything just to make yourself known before getting close to him.

it’s not dramatic, not loud, just a sharp inhale as his muscles twitch beneath his skin, the sheets nearly slipping from his hands, turning his head to look down at her in surprise.

“you scared me,” he mutters, voice low, words shaped more from breath than sound.

eri just grins up at him, undeterred. she lifts her right hand, fingers curling and tucking until they make a neat little H. katsuki raises a brow, the closet door creaking as it swings shut behind him.

immediately after, she forms an I with a soft grin

then she follows it with an I, fingers small and steady, her eyes never leaving his. her smile is proud. soft. expectant.

the moment reached him slower than it should have, but she keeps going.

her fingers move carefully, like she’s practiced this a hundred times in her room, mouthing the letters silently as she went. she starts spelling out the alphabet, grinning with pride.

by the time she gets to K, katsuki's kneeling, bringing himself to her level as he sits on his heels so they’re eye to eye. his expression softens in a way only a handful of people ever get to see.

his hand rises— not to stop her, not to fix her hands, not to take over. just to mirror her. to do it with her.

his lips are twitching, not into a smile yet, but close enough. something fond, folded under layers of gruffness and disbelief.

“you learn all that just for me?” he asks, low and rough.

eri nods, both hands flying up now, fingers tangling as she shows him N, then O, like she doesn’t want to waste time answering him out loud.

katsuki exhales like he’s been holding it in since she tapped him, then reaches forward and cups the back of her head gently, thumb brushing through her hair.

“your hair needs to be brushed." he murmurs, like he's trying to escape from the feeling inside of him. he's not even sure what it is, it just feels nice. to have her, this little girl, learn a language for him.

he reaches for the fallen sheets with a smile, a real smile. the kind that pushes up into his eyes and softens all the hard lines around his mouth.

☆°.Pairing: Bakugou x reader

☆°.Summary: A gender swap quirk allows you to live your fantasies..

☆°.Note: it's not a body swap quirk, Bakugou is still in his body, you are still in yours except genders have been swapped...

Bakugou can feel your eyes on him, it's matter of time before you verbalize your thoughts to him, he just hope he has long enough to get out of here before you do.

"So..." He doesn't, internal turmoil interrupted by your voice, as he looks up to a sleazy expression painting on your face.

"Stop fucking mewing." He grits out, teeth grinding against each other, you let out a snort, the quirk mishap really turned one of your fantasies real, you'll just have to convince Bakugou.

"Please, baby." You pouted, hands reaching out for his cheek, not much softer then usual, his expansive skincare routine to thank. Your eyes dart down, glancing at his cleavage, they were bigger though, bigger than usual. Feeling your pants tightening, you knew you had to hurry.

For a moment, he contemplated, it was still you and him, letting out a sigh, he uncrossed his arm, tentatively meeting your eyes only to see you oogling his tits.

"Fucking perver-"

"No, baby please." You wrap your arms around him,"we don't get these opportunities often, think about it." You try to convince him, prospect of having sex like this making precum ooze out of your cock.

He can already feel his underwear sticking to his folds, the quirk last for 3 days, 2 have already gone by, so this really is the last day to try it. He hadn't allowed you to touch him at all, stating all this was too weird, that doesn't mean he didn't touch himself, the thought of having sex is this state made him abuse his clit in the silent hours of the night.

Fuck it, he thinks before pulling your hairs and pressing his lips against yours, wasting no time you tightened your arm around his waist, other hand reaching to cradle his cheek.

He lets out a hiss, feeling an unfamiliar heat bubbling in his belly, he pulls away to breathe, you take the opportunity to litter kisses along his jaw, hand sliding down to squeeze his boob, fingers swirling around his nipple.

You hands reach down, grasping the edges of his shirt, slowly lifting it, he pulls away, hands pushing at your chest, face flushed red, chest heaving as he tired to slow his rapid breathes.

"You take your shirt off first," he mumbles, eyes refusing to meet yours, you want to tease him, but you bite your tongue, instead wordlessly moving to pull your shirt over your head and shimmying out of your pants. You stand infront of him, clad on in tight boxers, the stain due to precum more prominent than the outline of your hardened cock.

"This good, baby?" You move towards him, taking his palms and pressing them against your chest, "Feel this," you shift his hands to press against your racing heart, "and that." Dragging his hands down all the way to your cock, "all this for you, because of you."

His breath hitches, head lolling to the side, he slowly pushes his shorts along with underwear down, "I want to keep the shirt on." He mutters, finally meeting your eyes, moving to stand on his toes to press a kiss against your jaw.

"Whatever you want, baby." You let out a sigh, his trail of kisses leaving you light headed, his hands reach your underwear, fingertips grazing your cock, you take the hint, pulling them off.

Bakugou takes your cock in his hands, caressing the pink tip with his thumb, kneeling down he locks his eyes with you, pretty little tongue coming out to lick at your precum, he suckles on head of your cock, before spitting on his palms and stroking the base of it.

The sight of him on his knees ends up being too much for you, he chokes a little at the spontaneity of your orgasm, thick gooey cream spurted against his lips. You stare at him, eyes wide trying to decipher what happened.

"You didn't really get time to learn how to hold back eh," he spoke cheekily, fingers wiping away your cum from his jaw before his hand trails down to his pussy, smearing the cum on his clit, letting out low moans as he his pace quickened.

"You looked pretty," you pouted, proceeding to kneel in front of him, pulling his hand away from his clit and bringing it to your mouth, "let me make you cum." You pull him closer, one arm around his waist pulling his body flush to yours, other hand pressing quick circles on his clit.

You trace his hole, lathering your fingers up in his slick, before sinking them in, he lets out a moan, hand coming to grasp at your shoulders. You hum against his neck, curling your fingers inside him, thumb pressing against his clit.

"Ple-please," he begs, hips rutting forward, greedy little cunt chasing after your fingers.

"gonna cum, baby," you fasten your finger, thumb abusing his clit,"gonna soak my hand, huh?"

"-m gonna cum, plea-" he barely even finishes, before his cums around your finger, body stiffening as he rides out his high, toes curling when you don't ease up your thumb, poor clit stimulated to the point where he is clawing at your wrists.

"Sto- stop, please, I came," clear fluid gushes out of his hole, puddling on the floor, his head lolling back, eyes crossing.

You slow down your hand, before slowly pulling away, him frame still cradled in your arms, breathing heavy.

He lifts his head, hazy eyes locking with yours, "yer' mean," he pouts, fully settling his weight onto your body, too weak to move around.

"had to cherish her," your fingers glid through his folds, before he smacks your hand away, cunt too sore for any stimulation.

"perv" he mumbles sleepily, getting too comfortable in your arms.

"we still have to clean up, ya know." You don't get an answer back, looking down only to find him fast asleep against your chest.

You grab a discarded shirt, wiping away your hands, before running them through his hairs, slowly moving so you were laying down comfortably away from the bodily fluids.

sketch request: bug eyed izuku beloved, tiny boy

it's 2am and he's about to tell inko he threw up

ちゅパワー！💋