Continuation Of This Post, Requested By [⚡️] Who Wanted To See Denki Become Even More Of A Yearn-y

your number one fan!

kaminari, bakugo, midoriya, shouto, shinsou, monoma x reader (individual)

you find out your fellow pro-hero is secretly a big fan of yours

notes: maybe suggestive for some. this was a lot of fun to write. i need to write more denkiii

under your spell. keigo “hawks” t.

keigo takami’s worst weakness is definitely the cowgirl position. he is sooo the type to be super turned on by that position and overall embarrassed by how much he enjoys it.

so he pretends he doesn’t like the position at all and even when you first start getting into the bedroom he doesn’t let you ride him under any circumstances! he doesn’t even let you grind on it like that! )):

but little did you know, keigo didn’t let you ride him because his cock was most sensitive in that position and he wasn’t ready to be submissive yet with how cocky he already is in bed.

so when he finally lets you after you’ve been begging him all month to just let you ride him, he caves in, telling you it can only be for a couple minutes since he “hated” the position.

“just tell me when—when you’re ready to..switch….”

he forced the words out trying his best to conceal his sluttiest moans. keigo sat against the headboard in a mindless daze, before said he wanted to sit up in this position since “he feels like he’s having his lady do all the work if he’s just laying there” but the way his face looks right now you’re pretty sure he’s not that much help like this either.

the poor blond man could barely even keep up as his voice shattered with every spoken word. his hard, thick shaft couldn’t take much more of the harsh strokes you were taking from it.

“uh-fu—ck”

keigos mouth was slightly parted and his eyes would’ve rolled back into his head if he wasn’t so intent in staring you dead in your eyes, not wanting to miss anything. his hands lazily laid on your thighs as you bounced up and down .

“you still don’t like this position keigo?”

“mmhmm”

keigo kept a starstruck look on his face as he watched you milk his cock for everything it had in it—happy to give it to you. your hands rubbed up and down his chest in an effort to massage him deeper. you couldn’t figure out why he hated this damn position so much!

everytime you leaned down a little for a kiss your boyfriend was more than happy to oblige you the best way he could, messily kissing your lips as he let you shove your tongue in his mouth.

your hips ground in an up and down motion against his pelvis with lustful urgency before lifting your hips up all the way till only the tip was inside and guiding it all the way back down to the hilt until you were fully stuffed again.

“stop doin’ that”

he whispered, like he couldn’t even believe this was happening to him right now. of course you didn’t listen to him though, continuing to slide up and down his cock a few more times before continuing your previous harsh bouncing against him.

“cummin—getoff-getoff!”

his hands came up quickly, thumbs rubbing against the skin protecting your ribs as they wrapped themselves around your sides and lifted you up off of his cock. just at that moment hot creamy ropes of almost clear shot up out of his angry red tip and onto the lips of your wet cunny.

blondieeu xx

if you have anymore touchstarved!aizawa in the vault, dont be afraid to share 👀

nonnie i'm being so serious right now i have an insane amount of touchstarved! headcanons for this man, i think about his exhausted ass all day long 😩 part one here

touchstarved!aizawa who has a visceral hunger for you, mouth drying up and fists clenching whenever he sees you

touchstarved!aizawa who denies the attraction even while he’s panting into his sheets late at night, thinking about your pretty mouth wrapped around his cock

touchstarved!aizawa who’s so afraid of being hurt, but who practically collapses into you when you kiss him for the first time

touchstarved!aizawa who inhales you, big hands moving over your hips, your lower back, your shoulders, your neck—he can’t get you close enough

touchstarved!aizawa who works himself so slowly into you, hissing between his teeth when he bottoms out, hands like a vice around the meat of your hips, “that’s it sweetheart, ride me nice and slow—need to feel how badly you fuckin’ need me”

touchstarved!aizawa who loves nothing more than waking up with his thigh wedged between your cunt, your name already on his lips, one hand coming down to grind you against him, “good morning to you too princess” (biting my fingers off)

touchstarved!aizawa who's gotten one taste of you and vows never to go without you again

a/n: being a source of comfort for this man?? screaming into a pillow likes, comments, and reblogs always appreciated, more to come 😘

Is it the same reader with mental health issues who divorced Bakugo, but he still hangs around? I'm v curious to know about her

the very same <3

tw: suicide

its... hard for him to explain to his friends and family. Whenever he starts, it makes him seem heartless.

The two of you had been sitting in silence since you had come home, television off, lights dimmed. Dinner was sandwiches from the store downstairs, the only place open so late at night. You picked at the bread, spreading it across your plate instead of in your mouth. His food is long gone, but he sits anyway, silently fuming.

"My throat hurts," you say and the string inside him snaps.

"Yeah. They jammed a fucking tube down your throat, of course it fucking hurts." He pushes away from the table so hard that the plates rattle. There should be a sorrow inside him, or an empathy, but the only thing his brain can produce is this seething rage.

You, on the other hand, give nothing. "Don't yell at me."

"Oh, I'm gonna fucking yell." He paces along the same kitchen that you used to dance in on Satueday mornings, when the sun hit just right. No, he isn't yelling. Not yet. "This isn't even the fucking beginning of me fucking yelling at you."

"I'm tired, Katsuki."

Of course you are. The hospital was so bright and loud and your body went through so much-

"Oh, you're tired?" Now, he's yelling. It's the kind of shit that the neighbor'a will complain about. "You weren't the one scrubbing blood out of the fucking bathtub last night."

You adjust your sleeves down, as if he hasn't already seen. As he if wasn't the one to-

"What the fuck were you thinking?" Bakugo knows he's being too harsh, but it won't stop flowing out of him, like his body is a sieve and awfulness just seeps through him. "You wanna die that bad? You want to leave me that bad?"

He prefers the days you fight back. Once, you threw a plate so hard that it cracked the tile and shattered so hard it cut both of your legs. At least then, there was life in your eyes.

"I'm tired," you repeat.

"Get help." He's so loud that it makes his voice ache. "Or I'm walking out that fucking door and never coming back. I'm serious. I'm so fucking serious."

Your expression doesn't change.

"I'm so tired, Katsuki."

How about the MHA boys who act weird because they had a nightmare about their s/o cheating on them?

do you love me..?

ᡣ𐭩: midoriya, bakugo, todoroki, kaminari

note: sorry for the long wait i was busy with college !

warning: fluff, f!reader

BLOCKING ANY MINOR OR AGELESS BLOGS !

Part 4 of the Erasermight fake marriage AU! All Might is here! And ready to help! This couldn’t possibly go wrong, could it?

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conversations with bkg pt. 2

hiiii rue i love ur writing i will read anything u write! That being said, any form of Denki smau with exceptionally forward reader who makes him nervous… would be… very swag.

hes so paatheettiiccc but i also think he'd love getting his licks back like he's teeheeing and blushing and rubbing his hands together like a fly behind the screen thinking of a witty reply HEHE thank yew denki nation🫡🫡

show me how // denki kaminari

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mha tag: @lotuslovers @babylambdietcoke @0skullyard0 @kaldurahms-lover @commonmisery @moonstonejpg @twoplayergaymers @simp-plague @xvilluis

I have this fully realized iida and spollen reader scene in my head. standing in the same room where it happened a month later. it's the first time they've been alone since.

shouto's okay with what happened. he's forgiven you. sex with him is supposed to erase iida's touch but...

You're more dissatisfied with your sex life than ever.

The two of you look at each other.

"How are-"

"Are you-?"

You talk over each other, then pause. You try to miss how he watches your lips when he speaks, with those pretty, deep red eyes you always knew were there.

"You go."

Iida clears his throat and adjusts his glasses. He looks the same as ever, but there's something about him that's changed for you, something that catches in your throat.

"How are you?" he tries. His own voice is wavering.

"Good! Good." You scuff your foot against the tile. "I'm good."

"That's..." he hesitates. "Good."

The air between you has changed. There's tension, weight.

"You?"

"Me? Oh. Better." Iida adjusts his glasses again. "Still a little-"

"Sore?" you interrupt. "Me too."

Your heart is beating hard, not out of fear. You should be afraid of him, how he overpowered you-

"I was going to say embarrassed," he said. "You're sore?"

Sore because of you. Aching because of the way you handled me, the way you fucked me so good-

"Only a little."

Iida sighs. "I'm so incredibly sorry."

"I know. It's okay." You step forward. He smells good. Not as good as he did while you were under, but still good. "You wouldn't have done it if it wasn't for the quirk."

Shouto doesn't make you cum. It's not because he doesn't try, you just...

"Of course not," Iida breathes. "I would never..."

The quirk made you cum. Not Iida. It wasn't because of him.

"It was a fluke."

Iida steps forward. The gap between you is barely a desk wide.

He wouldn't be able to make you cum again.

"It'll never happen again," he agrees.

The first breath, you look at each other. The second. his gaze softens, falling down to your lips one last time. The third breath can barely escape before he's on you, lips against your neck, hands tangled in your hair. It's brutal and confusing and intoxicating, like you're affected once again, but you can't help but kiss him back, holding him tighter.

You need to know.