Was Not Aware That Tumblr Would Fw Sumiko Like That Lol HEEYYYYYYY

thinking about how katsuki is obsessed with you when he's drunk! it doesn't happen very often due to how health conscious that man is, but when he is drunk, he can't keep his eyes—or hands, off of you. and it's not even sexual, the way he gently rests his hand on your lower back, or how he drapes his long limbs and loose body around you. he presses little kisses to your head every so often and drags you to sit on his lap in the middle of conversations, his focus always on you.

if you get up to get another drink, he's close behind, hands gently resting on your hips as you lean against the bar to talk to the bartender. and if you’re giggling at little too much over what the bartender is saying, katsuki gets a little pouty and will gently tug on a lock of your hair, letting you know that he’s still right behind you.

ProHero Bakugou x UA teacher reader (best friends to lovers)

Part4

“What the hell are you chokin on?” Katsuki grumbles, his eyes still on the road in front of him.

“Nothing. I just- uhm.” Your hand extends the golden hoop so he can see what you’d reacted to, your free hand reaching to tuck you hair behind your ear as his eyes dart from your palm to your face. “This fell out of the mirror. It just surprised me.”

“Your own earring scared you?” Why did your stomach hurt realizing he knew it wasn’t yours but was trying to play it off as if he didn’t? It was obvious in the nervous jitter in his voice, like a child afraid to ask his mother for a cookie. “Didn’t know you-.”

“You know this isn’t mine.” Why did it matter that a girl was in his passanger seat and planted it for another girl to find? “Who ever you had in your car last is worried you’re cheating. That’s why women do this.”

“It’s not cheating, we aren’t dating.” His hand runs through his hair, a frustrated sigh leaving his lips as you tuck the jewelry back to where it had come from. “I didn’t even see her put that there.”

“I’m not sure how you’d like me to respond, so I’m just gonna say okay.” The thought of another girl sitting in Katsukis passanger seat had never bothered you before, but now it was hard to not feel betrayed. As long as you’d known him, he’d never given anyone rides, and even made a point to uber to and from the dates he’d go on to avoid doing so. “You gave her a ride?”

“Unfortunately. Her phone died while we were out and we drove to her place.” The nervous tapping of his thumb against his steering wheel made sweat begin to cover your spine. He’s always shared his stories (leaving out the obvious details) but this explanation felt different. “I haven’t seen her since and when you ditched me because of it I stopped replying to her messages.”

The dots come together in your head just as he turned into your apartments car park. This belonged to the girl that had texted you from him phone the night before he ditched you. He never came home that night because he was with her and couldn’t exactly take her to his house while you slept in his bed. Your chest was aching.

“I’ll walk from here.” You felt suddenly nauseous and didn’t want to ruin his car because you’d suddenly felt sick to your stomach knowing the correlation between the earring and his absence. “Thanks for the ride.”

He hadn’t even put the car in park but you were undoing your seat belt and reaching for the door handle. You needed air, and space to figure out while the hell your blood ran cold and your heart had felt pinched. Were you jealous?

No. Not when you’d been in and out of relationships and situationships since the two of you met and you’d never felt this unsettled knowing he’d been seeing someone. You were just angry earring girl is the reason he never showed up to talk to your students.

“No, wait.” His finger presses the door lock repeated, not allowing you to exit or get the space you needed. “I know you’re still pissed, and I don’t blame you. But she’s not the reason I didn’t go, so don’t get shitty over her when it’s all on me.”

“I just really need to get to bed.” You lie, trying to collect yourself as you smile falsely in his direction. He seemed worried, overwhelmed and completely unlike himself as he chews his bottom lip. “We’re good.”

-

It took a few more reassurance for him to finally ease up enough for you to exit his car, but it’s not like he was dropping you off. He followed you out of the car park and toward your front door while his hands shined into his pockets and emotion void of his face.

“I’m heading to bed, you know where the blankets are.” If he wanted to crash here, you wouldn’t stop him. You’d stayed at his place more times than you could count, so you’d ignore the thick uncomfortable tension to return the favor. “If you want to change I think you still have sweats in the laundry closet.”

“I’m not staying, I’m just not done talking.” He stands in the kitchen where you’d just poured yourself a glass of water, his keys landing on your small breakfast nook as you raise a brow in his direction. “I’m sorry. I fucked up and ditched something important to you because I couldn’t sort myself out. If I could go back and never even respond to her text that day I wouldn’t. It wasn’t worth it.”

“It is what it is.” Which is what you’d been telling yourself over and over every time you’d hurt yourself thinking about it. “I already told you were fine. I’ll text you in the morning and things can go back to normal.”

“I saw the way you looked at me when that damn earring fell, you’re upset.” He was right, you were upset but it wasn’t like you had any right to be. The two of you were friends- who’d shared a couple of drunk cuddles. Was that the reason you felt uneasy as he made his way closer? “Is it because she sat in your seat? I won’t let anyone sit there again, that way you don’t have to worry about it. Put your damn name on the dash if you want- just don’t ever look at me like that again.”

“What? No, I can’t make you banish everyone from your passenger seat- I was just surprised.” Which was partially true, never in a million years would you expect a woman to attempt to mark her territory in your best friend’s car. “Plus, you said you aren’t dating her it’s not like it’s gonna happen again.”

Your heart beat thumps in your jugular, watching Katsuki lean across from you and cross his arms. Had he always looked at you so softly? The scowl he notoriously wore was no where in site as your hands shove into your pockets nervously. You were uncomfortable being held by his gaze, and you knew it was obvious.

“If it upsets you like this, I promise you it won’t happen again.” You wanted nothing more for this unbearably awkward conversation to be over, so you pull your bottom lip between your teeth and nod. “Don’t do that, it’s hard to con-.”

Loud knocks come from your front door, thankfully ending the conversation when Katsuki moves to see who was knocking. You follow behind him, seeing as it was your door being knocked on and not his. Unfortunately you had a decently good idea who was pounding on your door- and you knew it wasn’t going to end well.

“Why the fuck do you keep showing up?” Katsuki asks, swinging your door open to reveal Bryce, the man you’d broken things off with and been harassed by ever since. “She told you she’s done, now fuck off.”

“She’s just confused.” Bryce spits, attempting to shove past the two of you to enter your apartment. With one hard shove, Katsuki makes sure it doesn’t happen. “So what? You leave me for this prick?”

“We weren’t dating Bryce.” You explain calmly, grabbing Katsukis arm to pull him back. His chest was heaving and you could tell he was struggling to contain the anger he felt for his coworker standing in your hallway. “You wanted more and I told you no, I’m not seeing anyone else. I only said that to get you to back off. You’re acting insane, and if you don’t stop I’ll press charges and you can kiss your career goodbye.”

“He can kiss it goodbye regardless, he won’t be employed by the time he tries to clock in tomorrow.” Bryce’s jaw tenses, his eyes hardening as Katusukj drapes an arm over your shoulders. A shudder ripples through your body, enjoying his touch far too much. “If you won’t take her telling your sorry ass no as an answer, I’d be happy to make you understand it.”

“I’ll be back, you know I will. I love you, I’m not giving up on us.” Bryce calls, turning to leave. Katsukis grip tightens as the two of you watch him walk away. “I’ll never stop!”

“Go pack a few things, you’re not staying here.”

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Yeah idk how to end this whoops.

-Parchy💖

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Poor Present Mic is havin' a rough time in the dating scene... especially when his crush is so close and clueless!

Your ex husband bakugo bitches about you constantly, but he once made it across the city in five minutes because he thought you were hurt... and he shovels for you every time it snows.

UNDERCOVER PT. 1 : BNHA SMAU . . . f ! reader / fluff / mutual pining is a dangerous disease!!!!

FEATURING ⋮ bakugou, sero, and kaminari

UNDERCOVER PT. 2 ⋮ with todoroki, kirishima, and midoriya

mina’s over at your apartment and takes over your phone while you’re sleeping. tired of the mutual pining and neither of you shooting your shot she does it for you! (thank her later!)

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note : my first attempt at a smau what do u guys think?? i am too impatient to do these >< but i think it’s pretty fun! minors pls do not follow me also i am not a blog for u!

Soooooo guys, I did this minicomic

Pt 1/5

[X] / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5

Hope y’all like it

so i've been attempting to put one of my MHA OCs in various screenshots lol.

I am slowly getting better at making him fit in I think.

I'm still making his bio arts but yeah. There's my lil guy.

keigo breeding kink

aughoighdfgs this might get filthy warnings: light choking? pussy slapping (idk what to call it), manhandling, mating press, creme pieeeeeee!!!!! overstim implied, porn without plot, minors dni

what started out as something flirty-- teasing, something more sensual-- turned into something primal the moment you fired back at his teasing with, "fuck a baby into me then."

something snapped. his eyes dilated, and a certain tick formed in his jaw-- you were sitting on top of him, perched over to position yourself to ride him, until that little challenge left your mouth and you were promptly thrown onto your back.

keigo is usually not rough with you. yeah, he'll go a little hard sometimes-- but he's never explicitly rough and mean. degrading.

the minute he has you pinned to the mattress he's forcing your legs apart and ignoring your protests. his hand wraps around your throat-- all five fingers, with his thumb stroking the side of your neck. it's gentle, not enough to cut off circulation, but enough to send a message. it's firm, it lets you know he's not messing around anymore.

his thumb presses firmly down on your clit, unmoving. you squirm under the hold, but the way he has you locked down doesn't allow you to move very much. you're keening for friction-- anything, really-- you're used to this. while it's a bit more forceful than usual, this is the kind of teasing and play that you're used to from him.

when your half lidded gaze meets his, you're startled to see that he's holding back. his fingers flex around the column of your throat and he lets out a shaky exhale of breath when he can feel you physically swallow.

"kei," you murmur, your eyebrows furrow the slightest bit. "you oka--"

"say it again."

the low timbre of his voice sends a dangerous chill down your spine. you feel your entire body grow hot, a fuzzy pull of warmth pooling in your gut. your eyes don't leave his at all.

it's silent until it clicks in your brain. he's calling your bluff.

you don't know what possesses you, but you giggle at him. "do it, keigo. breed me."

keigo turns his head, a low curse leaving his mouth. he then lifts you up by your neck towards him so he can speak his next words directly into your mouth. "i pray to god your birth control fails after i'm done filling you to the brim."

he doesn't let you respond. his fingers move to dig into the plush of your thighs as he pushes them upwards, pinning them to your lower stomach before there's a sharp slap to your exposed cunt. your body jolts, surprised. your hands are reaching for him, nails digging into his forearms and clawing down his biceps-- but he's not listening.

he'll let the fact that he's shocked that you're turned on by this stew in his brain later.

after a couple more taps, a satisfied little coo escapes his lips at the puddle forming under you on the bedsheet. "you're not gonna deny that you're turned on by this, are you, angel?"

fuck, no you're not.

because at this point, tears are pricking at the corners of your eyes. pleas and whines are falling from your lips, begging for something-- him, really-- just wanting and needing him to give you want you want. he knows what you want, and he's fully planning on making you say it out loud, but the way his dick is throbbing takes the wind out of his lungs.

it's on instinct how he moves, fist wrapped around the base of his cock; pumping once, twice and a third time before the head slips past your folds and he hisses at the lack of resistance. your warmth accepts him so easily, so smoothly, he doesn't even realize he's buried to the hilt until your back is arching off of the mattress.

your legs are already trembling. he nudges just the slightest bit further and smirks at the cry that leaves your mouth. that's the spot.

keigo does not care that you're already babbling nonsense. with each thrust he repeatedly prods that sensitive spot inside of you, purring when he feels your walls spazzaming around him. he leans down, his lips mouthing at your ear as he bends you further, causing you to gasp for air with each moan-- his hips continue to push against the plush of your ass.

"that's right," he murmurs, tone seductively low and strained. "give it to me baby, be a good girl and give it to me..."

you know what he wants. who are you to deny him?

the wave of euphoria washes over your entire body and you see stars. the stimulation doesn't stop however, even as you feel keigo empty himself inside of you. his satisfied groans were drowned out by your pornographic moans, growing breathier and raspier when he hooks the back of your knees over his shoulders.

"kei, baby wait--"

"gotta-- fuck-- make sure it sticks, dove," his hands roam up your legs and find purchase on your hips. he catches sight of your dazed expression and glazed over eyes and pats your hip affectionately. the action feels more condescending paired with that stupid smirk that stretches across his lips. he tilts his head, clicking his tongue in mock disappointment.

"what? just giving what you asked for."

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Read something about bakugo being a miku fan??? Lol

silly shigaraki or dabi texts?

not all necessarily silly but I decided to do both and made it poly teehee

(the lockscreen used to be mine that my bf made 🥺)