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NO ONE TALKS ABOUT HOW HOT NATSOU IS OMG 

CEO Daddy Natsou todoroki making you sit on his cock for being a bad girl while he does some work and slaps your thigh Everytime you try to move, he gets slightly annoying each time you disobey him and move but after he's done with his work he fucks you on his desk choking you making your eyes roll back as you start to drool when he lightly slaps your pussy for being such a bad girl

bestie- how did you know I have a thing for desk sex...

I'm just sitting here in shock because you are such a genius. like your brain is so big (just like Natsou's cock 😉)

but honestly, he would growl in your ear when you move your hips slightly to get comfortable, y'know here is a lil drabble, your welcome.

18+ under the cut :) :: daddy kink, pussy slapping, all characters are aged up, maybe gonna make a fic out of this hehe

you babble to the man whose nails dig into your hips, you try to tell him how you are getting a cramp in your calf but he doesn't care at all. he stills your hips and growls in your ear, his cold breath causing you to shiver, "now kitten, what did daddy say about moving?"

you try to stammer out a response but you are quickly silenced by the sudden change in position, you are now on your back and the white-haired man is leering over you, licking his lips as you look so helpless underneath him

his hands move to your thighs, pulling them apart and chuckling lowly, making snide remarks at how wet you are for him, a little yelp escapes you as he slaps your cunt, "look at this pretty pussy, you have been a bad girl, making me stop working just to tend to your needy cunt"

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my hero academia love languages giving + receiving

part 2 characters: denki kaminari, hanta sero, tamaki amajiki, hitoshi shinso , shota aizawa, keigo takami

denki kaminari

giving- physical touch and acts of service

i see denki as a very touchy person

and he’s been shows to do things for the people he cares about often like charging their phones and such

he will do his best to help you with whatever he can, college work not so much, but he still tries!

he’ll grab your favorite candy because you told him you had a bad day

he’ll scratch your head and give you massages if your stressed

he’ll try, key word try, to make you food but it’s normally burned or under cooked, but it’s the thought that counts

he loves to just hold you while you do college assignments, or work, or even a hobby

he feels as though he’s showing that he loves you even when your busy

he never wants you to forget that he loves you

receiving- physical touch with a sprinkle of words of affirmation

he likes to be touched

it makes him happy that you like to touch him, it makes him feel special

he likes being close to you and he loves when you compliment him while your cuddling

he’s not very insecure overall but like every human being he has his moments

moments where he feels stupid or like he could never measure up to other heros because he still struggles with controlling his ability at times

and you’re always there to make him feel better and to remind him that he’s loved

he likes to call you his charger charger because he’s the charger and you charge him with your touches and compliments

it gives him energy and motivation

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Fic Type: Drabble Fandom: My Hero Academia Pairing: Hawks x Reader Prompt: N/A Word Count: 352 words

The pain was unbearable. A metal rod sticking out of the ground impaled through her chest. Somehow, it was placed perfectly between her wings and in the gap of her ribs. It's been such a long time. She wasn't sure how many hours had passed by. Or if anyone was looking for her. It's not like she could escape all on her own. As much as she would, it wasn't possible. She gently shook her feet, hearing the dreadful clanking of chains. The same outcome happened when she moved her wrists. She was in a hopeless situation. Being lifted off the ground with just the spike holding her up, and the chains to keep her in place. They knew the power she possessed, which is why this is her current state. Her chest rose and fell, staggering every so often. She clenched her fists as tears began to sting her eyes. 'No...not like this." She promised herself she wouldn't cry. Not now, not ever. However, her body seemed to betray her, as her chest lifted and fell more violently, and the tears streamed out. A quiet 'hic' left her mouth occasionally. She moved her hand, despite the restraints, and covered her mouth. Her vision grew blurry and she let her head fall back freely. In the distance, she saw Hawks. With her free hand, she reached out to him. 'It's probably just an illusion.' She thought to herself. But she didn't want it to be. "Hey..." His voice took over her mind, calming her nerves. "It's okay now..." Her eyelids grew heavy, and her body went limp.

"We need medical help!" Hawks called out to the other heroes as he removed the restraints and carefully lifted (💙) off the rod that had pierced her. He remained flying in place as he held her bridal style. Wiping away the tears that were on your face, he started to caress your cheek with his thumb. "I'm here now..." He walked to the others, holding you tightly. Arriving at the paramedics, he placed a sweet kiss against your forehead before letting them take you away.

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bakugou x barista!fem!reader

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wc: 631

cw: fluff, short

Bakugou makes his daily trip to the nearest coffee shop, but today there is a new barista, who just can’t get his name right.

Bakugou starts to head down to his favorite coffee spot after his morning workout, and when he finally reaches the doors and exhausted sigh leaves his lips. He heads up to the counter ready to say his daily order only to find that when he looks up, it’s someone new. Her hair covering her eyes a bit as it drapes over her shoulder while she writes. He grunts a bit to grab her attention and when she looks up at him with shining e/c eyes, he almost chokes on his spit.

“What can I get you?” You say with a wide smile on your face, I mean it wasn’t all that often that you saw someone as attractive as him.

“Tall black coffee, hot. Please,” He utters the last part quieter than the rest.

“Sure thing! Can I get a name for the order?” You look up at him expectantly, waiting for his response.

“Katsuki.” He says before he pays for the drink watching you write on the cup. You feel his eyes on you the entire time you’re making his drink, not daring to look back at him. Walking back over to the counter you hand him the cup before wishing him a nice day, to which he just nods.

As Bakugou takes the first sip of the coffee he is taken aback, for a newbie you sure knew your shit. While the coffee was still to his lips he glances down at the cup, eyeing your handwriting. It was neat but there was one thing wrong, you had spelled his name wrong. Looking at it more clearly to confirm his suspicion, there it was “katski” His eyes were blown wide looking distastefully at the styrofoam container. How could you have gotten it wrong, it was so easy, he had nothing but good thoughts about you, until now that is. But deciding that everyone makes mistakes, Bakugou forgives you. Just this once.

Just this once turned into everyday for the next two weeks. You had come to look forward to his daily visits, standing at the counter awaiting the tall, built, blonde. Bakugou still hasn’t corrected you on his name, in fact he’s come to find it endearing, kind of like a nickname no one else calls him. So when he waltzes in one day, workout tee clinging to his muscles, you can’t help but stare. He notices your wandering eyes and continues to stride up to you.

“The usual.” Bakugou says leaning on the counter closer to you, so close you can practically smell him, even when sweaty he still smells sweet.

“On it,” You say barely above a whisper. Once you’d finished making it you go to write his name on the cup. Watching your hand write he speaks, “You know,” You stop halfway to look up at him, “ You’ve been spelling it wrong,” Your eyes widen as your cheeks flush with embarrassment.

“O-oh i’m sorry,” You mutter looking down at your shoes.

“It’s not that hard y’know, ya could sound it out, it’s so easy,” amusement lingered in his eyes as he teases you. “Gimme your hand.” He demands while you set the drink down and give him your hand. “Pen too, c’mon” He beckons you to give him the writing utensil with impatience.

“Kat-su-ki, see how simple it is,” he glances down at your name tag before finishing, “Y/n” You nod up at him and he continues writing. Whipping your head down in confusion and see a jumble of numbers following his name.

“Feel free to call me if you forget how to spell it again, or,” he pauses to look you in the eye, “if you just wanna have dinner or something.” Bakugou leaves you with a smirk and your jaw on the floor, but not before closing the hand he wrote in and bidding you farewell. Your co-workers watch in shock and you just continue to watch him walk away.