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[tteokdoroki]

headcanon that bossing bakugo around makes him hard as a rock. it’s how he noticed you in the first place

!!!! the first time you meet bakugou, you don’t even realise who he is — probably making your way home on the subway and himself along with deku and shouto are forced to take it chasing after some low level criminal during their patrol. of course bakugou is complaining, screaming izuku’s ear off about how he should have been faster and caught the guy, about how if he had been put in charge then this mission would have been over with a long time ago.

“will you shut the fuck up? a grown ass man taking the subway and you hardly have any public decency. you’re scaring the kids with that loud ass voice of yours.” you hiss, tired and throwing it over your shoulder.

and of course, deku and shouto share a quiet laugh as to avoid getting berated by bakugou again while the man himself is red in the face, throat dry — not only because you’re pretty but probably because you’re the first person in the world to have ever told bakugou to keep quiet and he’s felt the need to do it. the way you’d barked out the command like he was a disobedient pup in training has something stirring in the heat of katsuki’s stomach. so he shifts, happy to have such baggy pants on his hero costume as he feels his cock twitch.

you get off at the next station, turning around once you’re on the platform— doe eyes widening because as the train speeds off you’ve realised you just cursed out the katsuki bakugou.

and after the trio apprehends the criminal, bakugou waddles back to the agency office with his thick cock tugged between his thighs— throbbing, smearing precum over skin beneath his suit. he can’t shred his clothes fast enough, slipping into the staff showers with your face at the forefront of his mind. katsuki’s been bricked up for hours, only relieved by hot water hitting his skin and the image of you telling him— commanding him to keep his mouth shut while he eats your cunt, and to behave when he cheekily nips at your thighs.

he groans, cumming into rough fingers wishing he knew your name so he could dedicate his body rattling orgasm to you, to you and the way you’d make him an obedient mess.

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[dear-bunnyboo]

Love your writing! Do you have a rough schedule of when you upload The One? Or is it just whenever you finish a chapter?

Thank you! And to answer your question. I actually do not have a specific schedule set when uploading The One or any series of fics in general. I know some people prefer the set schedule cause it’s organized which I agree on but there are just some days where my creative juices stops flowing which would interrupt such schedules so I prefer to work on my own pace and just post whenever— however, usually once I have posted a chapter it means that I have the next chapter on standby for final editing and another one after that’s halfway finished, so it’s the same cycle.

I hope that answered your question 🤍😊

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Hi! I just wanted to tell you that I truly adore your works!! I’ve reread all of the mafia fics so many times and I’m super excited for whatever you release next :))

Omg thank you honey it really means a lot 🤍🤍

I’ve been pretty offline last year but I’m really determined to change that next year

I’m currently writing the Hongjoong mafia au so I hope you’ll look forward to it🥰🥰

#💌. you’ve got mail #I’m sorry for being so offline btw #I’ve been dealing with some shit #But in the spirit of the new year I’m really going to try and make a change this time

[tteokdoroki]

Bakusquad boys fucking you until youre crying and ruined by their big fucking cocks :((

sniffling i just think that you’d be in a new relationship with frat boy! bakugou would bring you home from a date and be like !! “got a surprise f’you sweetheart, promise you won’t freak out?” ‘n then it’s just all of his friends with their cocks out desperate to fuck you, cause they thing kats’ girlfriend is so cute..so fucking pretty.

“they really really like you, yanno. wont stop askin’ about you.” katsuki standing right behind you, fingers dancing up the backs of your thighs down your panties to ease the tension in the room, toying with your clit, fucking you with them like you’re on his dick. “you wanna play with them?”

please and you nod your sweet little head, and katsuki tilts you by the chin to let kirishima kiss you first, guiding your hand to his absolutely massive cock— so big it makes you nervous and whimper into his mouth, the boys letting out quiet ‘fucks’ while they wait their turn, ‘n eiji is so gentle with you, hiking your thigh up on his hip so he can rub is fat dick through your folds, mushroom tip stimulating your nub just right wails.

and when he finally makes you cum like that, you get passed over to denki who’s the complete opposite of the red head— he’s longer than he is thicker, and he makes you cockwarm him :( sit on his lap while he pinches your clit over and over till you’re cumming before he fucks it back into you nice and slow— torturing you, laughing down in your face aaaa.

sero just wants to eat you out, groaning at the taste of his friends mixed in with your juices— smiles into your cunt when you grab his hair, pout and whine because it’s too much and you’ve been through way too much tonight but he knows just how to use his tongue on you, begging you to give him a little something since he’s been so patient all night :( makes you squirt in his mouth.

you get passed back to bakugou and he makes you feel like you’re the only two people in the room— his mouth on your neck and his body pressed over yours while he pounds you into the couch makes you forget all about his friends watching and jerkin’ their dicks to your needy moans. katsuki knows exactly what you like, has it engraved into his mind where to touch you, that you like it when he puts your legs on his shoulders and when he pulls almost all the way out before thrusting back into your tight heat. he pulls back, spits on his dick to watch it disappear inside of you along with all that cream, and precum— oh he loves it, loves how you’ve not moaned anyone else’s name all night except for his :(( and then in the end he’s filling you up with his cum and marking you as his property from the inside.

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[tteokdoroki]

i-izuku getting pent up ‘cause he hasn’t had time to jerk off lately. gets distracted so easily when you come around, barely heard a word you say he’s so deep in thought about taking you on his desk, in the agency showers, on his bed, on his floor. maybe he’s even a little rowdier. a little meaner to his hero partner (katsuki) n’ maybe even you if you push his buttons enough.

it all comes to a head when he gets caught up in some sex pollen explosion and you’re so pushy about helping him. he’s not gonna be nice about it, he can’t be.

+ warnings: afab!reader, rough!deku, he’s so mean :(, size-kink, some dub-con i think </3

“open the fuck up,” deku grunts, sweat dripping down his brow— teeth gritted and forming a snarl that not even bakugou could rival. his dick hurts, it fucking aches as if he’s going to cum any second, as if all those weeks of not being able to tug one out between meetings and paperwork is finally going to come to fruition. all thanks to that stupid fucking quirk. “i said,” he repeats, tongue pushing into his cheek at the same time his hips jump forward and thick fingers dig into the doughy flesh of your thighs. “open the fuck up. let me in, sweetheart—“

“‘m tryin’—!” you hiccup, pretty eyes usually so full of admiration now teary and red— and you are, trying so hard to stop your tiny little cunt from squeezing down on your sex-crazed boss. you wanted to help but he’s being so mean :( and you can’t tell if it’s the fat and flushed tip of his cock thats making you cry or the menacing way he looks down at you while folding you in half— knees to your shoulders, puffy pussy lips on display all for him. “s’too big!”

“nothings too big, you’ll learn how to take it. you’re good right? then fuuck— take it.” izuku let’s out a feral moan, pushing all his weight down onto you— pushing his leaky tip deeper into your squishy walls with a sigh of relief. almost there, you’re almost all his. he’ll finally get to cum soon. “stop y’cryin,” he slurs over the saliva in his mouth, chest hot and heaving against your own as izuku slings your fleshy thighs over his broad shoulders— spreading that angel cunt over his veiny dick. “please, baby,” deku adds gently...he doesn’t really mean it when he says it, seeing stars every time you sniff and accidentally clamp down like you’re trying to trap him inside. pussy so good izuku feels like he might die before he gets to cream it. “what’re you crying for, honey? if only this pussy—“ he pulls out, slapping the length of his cock against your silky folds as you cream pearly white beads. “cried as much as you did, maybe then you’d be able to fit my cock inside ‘n make me fuckin’ cum.” there’s a teasing lilt to his voice but it’s still so mean that it makes your face scrunch up.

slap. slap. slap. “you said you wanted to help, why won’t you open up baby?” it’s almost cruel how he speaks to you, down on you as if you’re nothing but a cocksleeve for his pretty dick to mess up and cum all over.

“izuku! please!” you sniffle, delirious with ecstasy and a fizzy brain to the point where you can’t even think. “‘m tryin’— oh god... i-i really am,” drooling against yourself you try to push your hips up to take him deeper and there’s a satisfying pop as izuku’s cock dives deep into your sweet pussy, brushing up against your sensitive walls until he hits your womb. you both groan deep— bodies hot and sweaty and stuck together while you grind and bump.

the pro hero’s mop of green locks pulls from your neck, a smirk painted across his usually smiling and gentle lips. “there you go angel, in it goes,” deku whispers, taunts you as he pulls his hips back to watch you squirm and claw at him for more— eventually slamming back into you so that you’re nice and full. “maybe this pussy isn’t so pathetic after all.” you jolt up the bed, whole body trembling as you nod your head desperate for more of izuku, desperate to cum.

you did say you would deku help after all— even if that meant helping yourself to some pleasure too.

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[tteokdoroki]

PLEASE WAIT HOCKEY MIDORIYA WHO ABSOLUTELY WRECKED YOU AND FEELS SO BAD HE LICKS UP AND KISSES EVERYTHING HE’S JUST RUINED FOR ANYONE ELSE AND NOT SO ACCODENTALLY OVER STIMULATE YOU BECAUSE ITS NOT HIS FAULT YOU SOUND SO PRETTY WHINING FOR HIM-

STOP :( hockey au midoriya just trying to clean you up after basically ruining you for hours— you’re sore and a mess and it mostly starts with a way for him to clean his sticky cum from between your thighs…. but then you taste so good, the flavour of your arousal meshing with his he can’t help but groan and nuzzle deeper into your swollen cunt, lapping at your left over juices from between your folds.

it’s not until you start hiccuping and grabbing at deku’s sweaty hair to pull him away that he realises you’re way too sensitive, gasping for breath and whimpering out for him— it does nothing to calm the growing erection between him and the mattress.

“i-izuku, p-please!”

“yeah baby?”

“i think… i think i’m good now, you don’t have to eat me out again,”

please, the look he gives you after he finishes suckling on your clit— green eyes wide and desperate, chin shining with your nectar, it almost kills you. izuku looks like a kicked puppy. “no more?” he asks and you shake your head , but he doesn’t listen. oh no, he worked his ass off to win that game today and if he’s gonna eat you out as his reward; then he god damn will.

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[tteokdoroki]

not u getting me a wee bit obsessed with kageyama :(

oh my bad miggi :( lemme make it worse

“you’re s’pretty…did you know that?”

the smile tobio gives you is endearing, so soft and gentle unlike the way he fucks you, a leg over his broad shoulders ( tailored by his sport ) and mean words dripping on his tongue between the praises he gives you. he’s been going at it for hours, plunging his hot cock inside your sloppy walls— connected to you by the syrupy strings of your arousal that sticks to his happy trail.

you’re delirious beyond belief, pounded into the mattress and barley breathing—mouth hanging open, eyes fluttering with sweet whines while kageyama rocks your bed with heavy thrusts, hitting your womb. “c’mon baby…look at me yeah? look at me when i fuck you,” and even though gaze is glazed over, you still manage to peak up at him with tears just spilling over the line of your lashes onto your soaked cheeks. “that’s a good girl, my pretty girl. you hear that? my. pretty. girl.” the slurred words are only punctuated by creaks of your bedframe and wet plaps as kageyama switches the angle of his hips, tips glidding along the silk lining of your cunt. “fuck baby…repeat it back to me.”

you sniffle, reaching out to twist your fingers in midnight black locks only to have kageyama pin your wrist above your head. “‘m a p-pretty girl!” you gripe innocently, chest and hips rising from the bed to coax him deeper.

kageyama’s brown knit together on his forehead, softness of his hair pinned to it by a thin layer of sweat as he smiles down at you, even though his cock throbs inside your aching pussy. “that’s right, doing so well angel.” he pants, lips drawn to your skin like a bee to pollen, your cunt opening up to him like a blossoming flower. “who d’ya belong to baby? tell me. be a good girl and try to answer, yeah?” you whine when tobio’s body pulls back from hanging over yours, brain fuzzy while he switches to slow, pitiful rolls of his hips instead of slamming into you.

“t-tobio!” you squeal dreamily, jolting up the bed as his hips buck up and seedy cockhead presses down on your g-spot. “i-i’m tobio’s pretty girl.”

“fuck…yeah you are.” he coos back, collapsing on top of you again to carve your insides into his shape— cock so far deep in your guts that he barely pulls out anymore, folding you more and more until he’s bathed down to the balls in your pussy juices. “m-mine, all mine. you’re mine huh? my baby.” he can’t help but ramble, cock twitching and swelling like he’s about to cum after hours of fucking you because… hearing you call for him like that, making kageyama feel like you’re as obsessed with him as he is with you drives him insane. you’re his, stupidly nodding along looking up at him longingly like he’s your god and you’re his angel. “gon’cum, fuck ‘m gonna cum. say you want it.” say you want me.

with hooded eyes, faint breath and bouncing breasts you whimper out. “i wan’cha tobi… want you t’cum inside me—“ your tongue rolls out of your mouth, fingers twitching to touch kageyama and your cunt beginning to spasms around his wet shaft. “need you! no one else!”

and that’s all it takes, for both sets of coils to snap and for kageyama to kiss you like he’s obsessed with you— licking into the heat of your mouth while he lets go of your wrists. you find his hair instantly, tugging it so you both never part from the kiss and he floods you with seed up to your womb, claiming you as his in the deepest of ways while you gush around him too.

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[tteokdoroki]

tobio def smirks and rasps lowly a “found it” in your ear when he hits your good spot, and then he pounds into you so rough and hard shoving your face into the mattress as you scream and whine his name as pride fills his chest.

oh my god why would you say this to me im shaking

like; kags has this bruising grip on your hips— practically tugging you back onto his cock and just barely pulling out because he doesn’t want you to be able to breathe without his precum swearing up your soft walls. “c’mon baby, cum for me? need’a ‘nother baby, c’mon please.” he’d mewl into your ear, but he’s still being so rough with you, forcing you down so far into the sheets that your clit bumps against the ridges in them and your knuckles change colour from how hard you grip the fabric.

“t-tobi…’can’t oh god. oh fuck. i can’t!” you’re crying so loud and it’s like music to his ears hearing your pleas mingle with the sound of skin slapping on skin. you’re so very close, but physically you don’t think you can again, not when he’s been pulling orgasm out of orgasm from you all night, filling you with load after load.

“yeah y’can baby,” kageyama coos to you, pressing his abs into your back, grinding slow as he pounds your creamy hole from behind. “gonna make you cum again. don’t care.” he switches the position of his hips, sending his cock up and jutting against your g-spot, smirking when you’re reduced to drooling and garbled nonsense, spasming around his lengthy girth. “found it… cum f’me baby.“

and you do, practically melting into the bed as he makes a mess of your pussy so sweetly, smiling like a kid at Christmas when your back arches up and your release streams down his cock in waves.

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[tteokdoroki]

katsuki slaps your pussy whenever you act up <3

love, 🍭

— pussy slappin’ + katsuki bakugou.

warning(s): smut, mdni 18+, slight!brat taming, fingering (f!receiving), afab!reader, overstimulation, edging, pussy slaps, squirting. <3

“not so tough now, are ya brat?” katsuki’s breath is hot against the shell of your ear, an arm wrapped around your shoulders to squeeze you to his chest and the other snug between your wet and doughy thighs. when you don’t respond, you feel the stretch of your boyfriend’s lips into a sick smirk against your heated skin, you feel the way an amused laugh brews in the root of his chest and blossoms against his tongue. you have your regrets about bratting him today, but you absolutely love when he’s riled up like this. “got nothin’ t’say? when you had all that mouth f’me in front of the others earlier. hah, what a fuckin’ shame.” he’d been edging you for hours on his couch for this very reason, taunting and tweaking your body until you’re close only to rip your orgasm away from you.

that is until katsuki switched to overstimulation, watching you cum and cum until there was practically nothing left in you.

his hands push at the meat of your thighs, grazing heart shapes and other love filled patterns against their insides right up until he reaches your core and your resolve crumbles. bakugou pushes a thumb against your pulsating and sensitive clit, watching as your body attempts to arch away from his and you break character— a sweet symphony of wails and whines breaking free from between your lips.

“f-fuck!..kats…kats ‘m sorry— can’t is too much, ‘m sorry i don’t want anymore! please..” you plead with him, legs thrashing and trembling while you attempt to squirm away from katsuki’s chest, cunt betraying you and gushing all over his pants and leather couch.

“there you fuckin’ are, hah? y’gonna make some noise baby? cry a little more?” bakugou tears you, amused by the tears pricking in your bambi eyes as he spreads his thighs more and yours with them to expose your hot, saccharine sex to the cool air— his fingers don’t stop, drawing a mix of delicate and rough shapes against the numb— lifting the hood of your clit as blood rushes to it. “you’re gonna cum again. don’t care if ya want it or not. that’s how we learn our lessons, ain’t that right beautiful..” it takes you a second, through the haze of post orgasm bliss, the extra stimulation and katsuki curling two of his rough and calloused fingers against your soft inner walls to realise that he’s talking to your pussy. he’s purring behind you, praising your silken cunt and how fucking wet she is.

“katsuki,” you slur this time, pelvis rising high off of his lap, legs threatening to snap shut the faster bakugou fingers your sensitive hole to oblivion, he lets them glide through your folds— gathering your juices before he finger fucks them back into, groaning in your ear from how soaked you are before he kisses the side of your head.

“hm?” he purrs; blood red eyes glued to where his fingers to easily disappear inside of you, lewd squelches echoing throughout the room.

“i’m… hm..please— i wanna cum,” your lips push into a pout, head thrown back and digging into katsuki’s shoulders as he slows his pace down— dragging his thumb over your clit in dangerously slow and tight circles. “‘m gonna cum…i can’t please—please.”

bakugou smiles cruelly, laughs into your ear and picks up the speed again, squeezing you close to him. “my baby’s gonna cum, huh? all over my fingers ‘n my fuckin’ thighs like a slutty little mess, yeah?” his words are rushed and scrabble your brain as his fingertips brush against your g-spot, pounding into you as if they were his cock. “should i let you cum or should i make ya hold it?”

just when you thought you could relax, when you believed the relief of an orgasm would wash over you— katsuki pulls his fingers from your weeping sex, spreading them apart so you can see the clear strings of your arousal connecting them before he crudely slaps his hand down on your quivering pussy. “oh my—fuck!”

“i wan’cha to cum like this baby, i know you can.” he repeats his actions, cooing into your ear while you struggle in his grip, moans raising an octave, body giving up on you as you shake and fall apart. “you wanna cum so bad? then do it. let go f’me.” again, again, again. katsuki slaps a hand down against your clit, rubbing it in a smooth circle for just a second before he repeats his actions, ruining your pussy. each time it’s harder, each time you’re one step closer to orgasm and you wish you could control it, the hold this man has over you.

“oh god! k-kats, ‘m cumming— i’m cumming!” you squeal when it finally washes over you, the dam breaking as your whole body trembles and a clear stream of your arousal stains katsuki and the floor bellow— he doesn’t stop, tapping at your clit with wet slaps throughout your high. “s-stop, katsuki please.”

“nuh-uh, wanna see more. wanna see how that cute cunt squirts for me.” he slaps your pussy again, smiling proudly when you squirt even more, release splashing down your thighs. “i’ll stop when you learn to stop actin’ up, yeah?”

and you barely have the breath to agree, overstimulated, edged too much and far too gone.

just the way katsuki likes it when you act up and talk back to him.

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[tteokdoroki]

Hed empty no thoughts just Gojo fucking you on the counter he sat you on after heavenly cupcakes you baked him :((

He still has frosting all over his lips cuz he's a messy eater

-glasses anon

oral sex (f!recieving) + food play, fem!reader.

omg yes bc we talked about gojo getting hard after you baking a sweet treat :(

gojo who’s barely had anything home cooked since he was a child— it’s always been person chefs to make sure he always ate the best growing up so he could fully handle the six eyes and before you it had always been packaged sweets he wasn’t allowed as a kid from, whatever expensive confectioners he could find in the busy streets of Tokyo.

but you, satoru gojo’s precious little angel, loves to cook— loves to bake and fill your man’s stomach with only the best of the best sweet treats and snacks. each other is made with so much love and care, packaged in a little blue wrapper because the colour reminded you of his eyes and he can’t help but pop a boner at the thought of you caring that much about him and his sweet tooth.

gojo always promises himself he’ll behave when he comes home to the sight of you baking— he’s probably a little worn down from a mission, not a drop of blood in sight but he feels like he’s been bleeding out for years and you’re just… there. in all your glory, hips shimmying from side to side, the pretty bow of your apron tied just above your ass while you hum a tune and whip up the frosting for the cupcakes you’ve made your man.

satoru gojo is not a weak man, but when he sees you suck the buttercream frosting from your fingers like it’s nothing he damn near snaps.

that’s how you end up like this, back against the cool marble and your pretty nicely decorated cupcakes a mess beside you and on you. they’re smeared sickly and sweetly along your inner thighs as the six eyes licks trails along your skin— testing his own patience despite how hard his cock is straining against his work pants. “such a treat angel, you’re always…such a fuckin’ treat for me,” gojo coos, rubbing your ass that’s seated on the edge of your marble island counter while he noses up to your pretty pussy— wondering if she tastes as good as your cupcakes do.

“I-i just wanted to do somethin’ n-nice for you!” you squeak out, knees threatening to snap shut. “oh… ‘toru,” you’re so cute when you sigh like that as you get your cunt eaten— his silver and sly tongue sliding up the length of your slit, tasting the sweetness laced into your juices while gojo rubs a little frosting into your clit. he’s eager, desperate for a taste as if having you like this has been on his mind all day instead of whatever dessert you had waiting for him after work.

he suckles on your clit, easing two fingers past your spasming hole. “nice…hm,” gojo is away with the fairies, diving into your pussy like it’s god’s greatest gift to man kind (which it is, and he’ll kill anyone who tries to take his gentle girl away from him). “nice huh? f’little old me baby? don’t you know that you’re the nicest treat this man’s ever had?” you nod and squeal yes and gojo rewards you with another lick between your sticky honeyed folds, sucking one pussy lip into his mouth affectionately before turning his head to let go and sink the point of his teeth into your frosting coated thigh. “nuhuh, bad girl. stay nice and sweet for ‘toru. open.” he reminds you when your thighs shake again— be sweet, be good.

satoru’s words are soft spoken but so different to the way he manhandles the plush meat of your thighs apart— pressing them into the cool surface beneath you as his tongue roughly slurps at your slick, sticky pussy. you taste like heaven on earth, pulsing beneath the movements of his tongue as it slips in and out of you— the tip of it pressing greedily against your ribbed walls. his nose rubs against the hood of your clit, and even the scent of your quivering mound is enough to drive the man insane. he’ll go weak in the knees for you, brought down from his pedestal and humbled by pussy.

“s’too much toru…can’t, c-can’t! satoru!” you cry like it’s a song, fingers twisted in silver locks while your hips betray you and buck up into gojo’s matching silver tongue. it glides between your folds and catch your juices before they can even drip to the counter, because not a drop of you can be wasted. you’re as valuable as any rich gojo owns, your taste sweet and rare and exquisite. “p-please satoru—!”

but the man shakes his head, slurping your saccharine juices from your pussy until you’re practically clean…and you haven’t even cum yet. gojo licks his lips, delirious and perhaps on a sugar high from all the frosting.

“it’s too much? oh baby i don’t think so,” he breaths as though to catch his breath— thumb on your clit to make up for the loss of his tongue. “you said you were being nice, so stay nice ‘n good for me while i make you cum over and over again.”

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[tteokdoroki]

loid reeks of 'i need my face to be sat on'.

im gagging im crying im FROWING up

“stay quiet.”

you feel loid carve the words against your cunt too, tongue sliding between your folds and the very tip of it drawing meticulous shapes against your puffy clit as you quake and quiver— gripping the counter for dear life. “l-loid! i can’t—!” please he’d have you gasping and near tears, you can’t even see straight as his man practically slurps up any juices you leak before they have a chance to hit your thighs.

“you can, and you will. we don’t want anya to become suspicious as to why mama hasn’t finished preparing dinner yet, do we?” the blonde seems so calm and collected, but with the way his words are growled into your throbbing pussy :( they way he laps and sucks at your folds with tongue and teeth— you know he’s burning with desire. he’s seething on the inside, drunk on the liquid gold that seeps from you while you fight the urge to mewl out loud and bite down on your arm so hard you leave teeth marks.

loid is a man of many faces, many names and occupations but his favourite of all is being between your meaty thighs, feasting on your pretty pussy that’s always so eager and wet for him the moment he sinks down behind you on his knees. you’ll be struggling to make dinner from then, trembling and distracted by the pleasure he gives you— and loid knows better, that if he keeps mrs forger like this for too long, she might burn the house down.

but he doesn’t care, not when you’re rutting back onto his tongue and using it to get yourself off— so pretty like that, skirts bunched at your hips and sweat rolling down your skin, you’re perfect. the perfect mama, delicious too. so when you mewl out loud again, sniffling and crying out his name, loid growls, groans reluctantly as he pulls his eager mouth from your hot and sticky pussy— huffing in annoyance.

“we can never have nice things, hm, dearest?” he sighs, sending shivers down your spine while the pot you had going seemingly bubbles over beside you on the stove. slender fingers replace a salacious tongue, dipping into your tightness while you body shuts down from the inside out— hips pushing back onto him. “you’ll be quiet from here on out, you’ll behave.” loid adds, cheeks tinted pink and hair a mess, he misses the taste of you, the desperation to eat you out and have you suffocate him from above— but, watching you fall apart on his fingers will do for now.

and hopefully his other hand around your mouth will keep you quiet, if not the whistling pot on the stove should cover your sweet little moans.

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bakugo's first kid is a gremlin, but what about a soft little baby of the family? I proper little girly girl who hides behind her dad

omg so i like hc bakugou’s first kid is a daughter then a son, so this baby girl really is the BABY of the family

she’s so tiny and well behaved, a good natured baby so unlike her father it’s insane. bakugou puts her down for a nap and literally forgets where he put her because she’s so quiet when she sleeps— only really cries when she’s super hungry or separated from her daddy too long.

let’s bakugou dress her up in the cutest outfits all her life, tiny bows for different days and little skirts sobs, ALWAYS uses her manners because daddy taught her so well— refuses snacks from strangers and lets her older siblings have them bc “papa says they’re bad fwor my teef!”

dry heaves and the world absolutely eats her up bc she’s so tiny and cute— well behaved girlie. bakugou takes her to hero events in her adorable little dresses and she just clings onto his pinky, or tucks her face into his shoulder whenever the camera flashes become too much.

if the interviewers are lucky, she’ll peek out from katsuki’s chest just enough to answer when they ask who her favourite hero is.

“m-my papa, ‘cause he’s big ‘n stwong ‘n keeps us all safe.”

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ur cherry chaser izuku lives rent free in my head ty for being so amazing ❤️❤️

hiiii hehe ty !!! here’s some more for you <3

warnings: dubcon, cherry chasing, ill prep, power imbalance, virgin!reader.

izuku is such a freak for only ever liking virgins.

he likes how it’s so easy to control their pleasure how effortlessly he can dominate someone he knows can’t say no to him, who doesn’t know any better than the stretch of his fat dick and blunt cockhead against a g-spot they could barely reach with their own fingers.

and then there’s you, you’re so pretty— like a flower blooming for spring and maybe you’re a little naive for abandoning your sidekick gig at a lower level agency to work side by side with the deku but it all works out in his favour… he can sniff the innocence between your thighs from a mile away, can taste how sweet you are just from looking at you flinch whenever someone that isn’t him touches you; the way you melt into izuku’s safety net persona of being the number one.

it means you trust him.

you trust deku, your hero, when he takes you out with all the other pros from his class— when he has you sit between an overly flirty chargebolt and a big mean dynamight who pester and tease you all night long. you trust deku when he puts a hand on your thigh when kaminari gets up for drinks after inviting you back to his place for god knows what— “let’s get you home safe, yeah? sorry about them, they don’t know how to act around a pretty girl like you.” and the compliment sends a shiver down your spine, a twinge in your cute cunt; and you know what that means, you’re ashamed of it too.

you shouldn’t be getting so wet from a little chivalry shown to you by the hero you idolise. especially when you don’t know what izuku’s true intentions are. you let him walk you home, so sweetly invite your idol in for tea and it’s not until you have your back turned to him, stirring a spoonful of sugar into his hot beverage when you feel abs ripple against your back and warm alcohol tinged breath against the shell of your ear.

“you’re a virgin aren’t you, sweetheart?” deku asks with his hands half up your skirt, thick fingers pressed against the crotch of your panties that are already embarrassingly slick and his freckled cheek resting on your shoulder. “that why you didn’t wanna go home with kaminari?” you squeak and drop the teaspoon to your counter, cute little face scrunched up and your heart hammering in your chest for izuku’s fingers are so skilled, sweetly drawing his name against your puffy clit, mouth mocking your moans and tugging against your earlobe. “why you let me in instead, is this your little gift to me, baby?”

you shakily whimper out a ‘yes’ and izuku almost wishes you’d said no, almost wishes you hadn’t been such an easy target so he didn’t have to take advantage of his darling little sidekick and your angel cunt, your sloppy little clit and tight hole that clamps down so fucking hard at just one finger.

poor you, poor baby— tears glimmering in your eyes as you grip the counter top, moans caught in your throat after izuku’s pulled his cock out and slipped it into your panties, languidly dragging his hips back and forth to get you nice and wet— teasing your entrance with the hot sticky tip of his cock. “tell me thank you, for being your first,” he goads you, having finally pushed in, stretching your tiny heat over his big cock, listening in delight for the creamy sound your sex makes as he slowly ruts into you from behind, barely letting you adjust. “c’mon baby, say ‘thank you izuku, for being my first.’”

“t-thank you izuku, f-for being… hic…my first.”

“so…f-fuck, so good baby.” izuku smiles, that same smile he has plastered on his handsomely tanned and freckled face— he kisses your shoulder next and hikes your leg up onto the counter to plough into your spongey walls a little deeper, jam right up against that spot which’ll feel good; make it stop hurting and instead make you gargle and gasp as if the air has been sucked out of your lungs. “oh. you’re so tight, so cute, perfect little virgin baby, huh?”

deku groans into your skin, drooling against your back before he presses his weight into you with every thrust— increasing the pace until there’s stars in your eyes. fumbling beside you, you reach for your hero’s hand, squeezing your interlaced fingers and lay limp beneath him— taking in the lewd squelch of your own pussy, the salacious mewls of your boss and the slap of his balls against your ass. you happily accept your fate as izuku’s virgin fuck toy; falling limp beneath his strong body.

“t-thank you, izuku,” you manage to slur, placated by being so full, drooling on your counter top with a hazy smile and judgement. “f’fucking me,”

and deku laughs, his warm hand that you trust so much on the base of your spine to arch your back a little more for him.

“you’re welcome baby,” he coos. “what are heroes for?”

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aali help i wanna piss off kiri so bad :( be just arch nemesis :( his fated enemy :( the villain in his story :( i wanna constantly be at his throat to the point where he can’t stand me n has no choice but to try n put me in my place or die trying every time he sees me. send help this is an illness atp

eijirou kirishima gets a long with everyone— absolutely everyone.

kids love him, he ruffles their hair and only gives them candy if they’re good to their mum’s who oogle his arms when they think he’s not looking. the old ladies adore him whenever he passes them by in the cafe he gets his smoothie at every morning ( the baristas have a thing for him too ), the old sweethearts will give him a hard candy and a pinch to the cheek just for saying hello.

he’s kind, and warm, always serves with a smile and stops by to help.

everybody loves eijirou kirishima.

everybody except for you.

for some reason, you insist on hating him. refusing his help when he holds the door open tor you or offers to carry your bags, you look at eijirou like he’s stupid in patrol meetings and reject his rides home from work. you’re mean— and it annoys him. there’s only so much a man can take before he snaps and has to do something about the problem.

“not so tough, are ya now?” eijirou can be mean too, he can grip you by the cheeks and force your body into the wall, keeping you up against it by the brute strength of his his hips as they canter into yours— heavy, girthy cock carving its shape into your slippery malleable insides. all you can do is hiccup, keening into the red head’s every move even if you attempt to move your head away from his grip. “d’aw, don’t be like that sweetheart…you don’t like it when i’m mean? when i fuck you up like this; treat this nasty cunt like she deserves?”

please, you can’t tell if the way kirishima folds you up, knees into your shoulders as a bulky arm wraps around your soft middle makes you love him or hate him more— either way you’re cock drunky, hungry for the way his veiny shaft bullies it’s way into you accompanied by the wet slap, slap, slap that trickles into your symphony of hiccups and gasps and high pitched whines. “y-you’re such an…awful person,” you stutter out as kirishima licks the salt sweat from his Cupid’s bow— pulling all the way out of your creamy cunt, white with your own juices, fluttering at the suction sound when there’s not an inch of kiri left inside you.

eijirou smirks, resting his glistening cock on your pelvis, tip leaking a ways way above your belly button, entire shaft throbbing against your soft tummy. “takes one to know one, eh?” he grins sweet at you; ruby eyes though coloured with hatred shining with lust. “you’re just the awful person who likes gettin’ fucked like a filthy bitch.” then he’s grinding that seedy, achingly red tip of his into your swollen clit; hissing through his sharp teeth as he pushes back into your blistering heat with ease, chuckling at how you welcome him home, pussy pulsing with desire. “such a nasty, fuckin’ girl, huh sweetheart?” he adds, punctuating each of his words with a hard thrust into your guts.

“w-watch it, red.” you’re in no place to warn kirishima, feeling like his cock is in your throat, back arching up to meet his pace.

eijirou thumbs at your clit, sending your eyes back into your skull, his mouth hanging open to mock your moans. “w-w-watch it red!” he teases, stimulating you so fast; so fucking hard you don’t know what’s up or what’s down. “do me a favour, sweetheart, and come up for air. let me help you out just this once, and make this pathetic pussy cum. okay?”

his words make you drip, coating his thighs in a sticky sheen of your arousal and all you can do is look up at the sinisterly sexy eijirou kirishima and speak with just the tears of pleasure in your eyes.

okay.

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ok but if u went into heat at work, alpha + coworker!kirishima / bakugou wld get u right in the break room. sends u home w a cunt full of cum to hold u over ‘til he gets off <3333

— the break room + eijirou kirishima.

warning(s): smut, mdni 18+, a/b/o dynamics, heat cycles, omega!reader, alpha!kirishima, overstimulation, slightly mean!eijirou, afab!reader thank u sem ily mwah !!

“i…oh fuck, ohh fuck—‘m sorry, s-so sorry about this. fuck you’re so…ngh…tight.”

you don’t know why kirishima’s apologising, it’s your mess (quite literally) that got you here in the first place— your slick had been running down your inter thighs all afternoon, barely concealed by your short pencil skirt and you’d made no effort to hide it either. your heat had hit you like a truck, perhaps you’d missed a suppressant or two between the stress of meetings and project deadlines, and you knew the alphas dotted around your block could smell you, practically taste you, drooling into the crotch of your panties like it was nobodies business.

it’s usually taboo for alphas to turn their head’s towards unclaimed omegas… no matter how tempting the prize of a sticky, ripe and breedable pussy is, and kirishima is usually a good guy… usually so respectful but you just smelt so overwhelming and so needy and that’s how you end up plastered over a table in the corner of the break room. “‘m not usually like this…oh shit, baby don’t squeeze. please.” your back is sticky, you’re sure if you arched it, the paint from the desk would peel away with it. the alpha, big, red haired and strong pushes your knees deeper into your shoulders with every thrust, cock throbbing every time you flutter around him. “just…you smell so good, fucking…dripping. across. the damn. office floor— fuck!”

kirishima let’s out a low and frustrated growl, punctuating each of his words with harsh thrusts of his hips against your abused cunt. you’re so fucking wet down there, so sweet for him, like your hole is eijirou’s saccharine prize after half a days work— his honey dipped reward for him to drown in after slaving away all day. you watch his nice guy resolve start to crumble, your reliable coworker letting his biological instincts take over as he bends you in ways in which you didn’t know you could go and forces the fat tip of his cock against your g-spot, sending your pretty eyes rolling back into your skull.

“‘m so sorry baby, really…jesus. really i am,” he drawls, slurring over the saliva that pools on the pallet of his tongue; filthy words oozing from between his lips and smearing across your skin in sloppy kisses almost as ruined as your cunt as kirishima pounds away at your puffy soaked folds. “but you shouldn’t be walkin’ around like that… the wrong kinda guy could have taken advantage of you. yah…ya wouldn’t want that, would you? good thing ‘m here…”

eijirou flops down on you, bites at your neck close to where he could make you his forever and smiles as the omega beneath him reaches up to wrap their arms around his neck— clinging onto him because it makes you feel safe, because he makes you feel good. you’re so cute, trembling and on the verge of tears as your sweet little pussy gushes out against his swelling cock— near forcing him out of your snug hole that he carves his name into.

“awww, you cummin’ again little one, g-god, ‘m sorry i didn’t.., should have taken you sooner…i let all those other alphas even look at you.”

your breath hitches, a whine bubbling on your messy lips, juices pouring down your inner thighs. “‘m sorry mista kirishima… won’t happen again…oh god! eiji!” you cry, locking your legs behind his head as they sit high on his shoulders— he’s so broad he could split you apart if he moved. kirishima reaches deep, stretching you out for the shape of him, making sure the little omega beneath him cums a third time. you can feel how slick your bodies are while they move together— his precum forming a thick white ring at the base of his shaft, balls slapping against your ass and grinding against your swollen clit and you can’t stop cumming. “eijirou..s’too much—!”

with your lower stomach burning, the knots within it still burning the more you squirt along the break room floor— kirishima slowing his hips to a grind, pulling what he can out of you to soothe the heat that burns through all of your thoughts. he thinks he’ll torture you like this a little longer, take advantage of his alpha strength and keep you pinned to his cock on this table right up until your break ends and he can send you back to work with your slick panties full of his cum.

he’ll keep you nice and scented and all his from then on.

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sniffles. giving izuku a fashion show. squeezing into all the dresses ‘n skirts ‘n tiny shirts he bought you 🥺 squeezing his arm ‘ n pulling him into the dressing room so he can get a better look <3333

+ warning(s): smut, mdni 18+, public sex, oral sex (f!receiving), fem!reader, fingering, face sitting, reader is wearing a dress!!

gargles :((

izuku loves spoiling you, his pretty baby— it’s the least he could do when you’re weeks without him and he’s away on missions. something about the way you light up when he splashes the cash or flashes his black card (meant for agency stuff only but it’s you, and he doesn’t care), something about the way you smile just for him when he approves of something you want— it makes izuku warm, makes him feel proud and idolised by the one person he truly cares about.

izuku who likes to sit back in the plush seats of a chanel store changing room— dior being the one prior, a second away from purring as you slip out in dress after dress, skirt after skirt. “do a twirl for me, sweetheart.” “oh you like this one? i think i like it too.” “you’re so pretty baby, so pretty.” he praises each time, emerald eyes glued greedily together the way the fabric is caught on your hips and your chest and your thighs. making you toddle over to him every time just so he can get a better look, his usually quiet mind running wild at the thought of you sauntering around his agency in such skimpy, designer fits that he might have to tear of off you.

izuku who lets you drag him by the wrist into the dressing rooms, staggering after you even though your grip on him is barely enough to move to a fly (he’s built like a tonne of bricks stacked together with the perfect foundation). you giggle as deku lets you shove him against the opposite wall— back cooled by the glass mirror before his hungry eyes slink down to your cute little ass as you stand on your tip toes to draw the curtains. he groans, hand running through his hair when he gets a peek at your sweet cheeks.

“i…fuck, i don’t think i should be in here, sweet girl,” izuku’s breath stutters not because he’s nervous but because he wants to fucking devour you and you know exactly what you’re doing. his tongue pokes into his cheek as you wriggle the skirt of the dress up, grab at his scarred hands and let them sit at your ribs— thumbs tucked under the swell of your breast. “but oh…oh i like how this one fits.” he coos in a lower voice, when you smile and gasp and your nipples hardened under the pads of his thumbs as he rubs them from over the soft fabric. “pretty colour too, baby.”

izuku who slips the spaghetti straps down your shoulders, kissing every beauty mark or scar— revealing inches of your skin that were once covered by Forrest greens to match the pro hero’s hair. “picked it for you, you always like it when i dress in your colours, i-izuku,” the ends of your words are sighed out as he flips your positions— your back now against the cool wall though your bodies are pressed together and heated.

you gasp, he bites into the flesh of your chest. “izuku—“

“hmm, baby?” pro hero deku, the country’s shining light runs his tongue down your neck— eager fingers pulling down the front of your dress while his other hand pushes its way up the rest of the skirt.

“l-look underneath, wanna show you what’s underneath.”

so he takes a peek, strong hand that’s saved more than half the world cupping your pretty pussy like it’s the most precious thing in the world. and that’s where he feels it, the little lace that covers what little modesty you have before he pulls them right down so they pool around your ankles. “these are f’me? oh…oh sweetheart,” you’re already wet, surrounded by all these people yet trapped in your little bubble of lust and you tremble above izuku when he drags two slender digits along the length of your slit. he’s hungry now, head under the fabric and tongue lapping at you like a man deprived of the water he needs to survive. “oh…such a treat. thank you baby, you’re such a good little thing...” the words vibrate against you, sending tingles of pleasure to your spine until you’re scared you can’t stand and deku wraps his arms around your midsection to hold you up— nose nudging your clit, tongue wriggling against your sensitive walls.

you give into him, collapse into deku and rut against his face— the frills of this expensive skirt messing up his precious perfect curls while your juices dance among the freckles that are paint brush splattered against his face. fabric bunches at your hips, and you begin to unravel on japan’s most loved face like a lose thread. “fuck, baby you’re so pretty… ‘n so so, wet,” deku growls, voice now deep and husky— abandoning his sweet boy charm saved for public as he tongue fucks you and slurps on the honey that drips between your puffy folds. “fuckin’ droolin’ in this dress sweetheart and it’s not even yours yet.” glowing green eyes pull back from under your skirt to look into your own, rough fingertips rubbing sharp circles into your swollen nub.

“i want it.” you grunt, grinding down against deku’s fast pace with tears brimming in your eyes and your body doused with sweat from how vigorously you move with your partner. “please, izu…wanna, wan—!”

“want what? to cum? want this dress? how about both, yeah?” when you nod your head, izuku grins almost sadistically. he loves spoiling you, he loves how you look down at him when you’re seconds away from losing it all on his tongue— he’ll get you this dress and then ten fucking others, he just wants to taste you. so deku slurps, suckles and spits beneath your dress, slaps a hand down on your cute ass and squeezes your fleshy thighs— using his grip to drag you back and forth across his strawberry tongue as its tip draws his name and price tags against your syrupy cunt.

deku does nothing to hide your moans while you shake and finally fucking cum in his mouth from underneath the dress— your juices running in thick droplets down the insides of your thighs and down his big muscled arms. heck, deku does nothing to hide his own moans, growling into your sex, high pitched and needy from time to time as your nectar spreads across his tastebuds and his fingers sink into the softness of your flesh just underneath the fabric.

and when he’s sure you’re cleaned up (an overstimulated and with licked clean cunt or jelly like legs), deku fixes the dress against your hips and chest perfectly— pulls your panties right back up and makes you walk with him to the tills so he can purchase you half of the dresses on display.

of course, ruining you in each one later.

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