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gardenofnoah · 2 years

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his pretty girl

okay tumblr didn't want to touch this with a 10 foot pole yesterday so i am trYING AGAIN wc: 2.2k cw: afab reader, subspace, praise, explicit sexual content

You found Bakugo in the spare room, but it wasn’t hard—you heard him let out a loud string of expletives aimed at someone on the other end of his headset from your spot across the house. Despite the venom in his voice, he’d been in a good mood all day, and it made you feel bold enough to interrupt his game. It would only be for a second, after all—and you missed him.

“Do you have eyes in that big ass head of yours or—” he was cut off by the soft squeak of the door as you pushed it open. He tipped his head back to look at you, eyes crinkling as he watched you linger in the doorway. He threw an arm over the back of the chair lazily, beckoning toward you as he turned back to his game. You padded over to him, leaning against the back of the chair to watch over his shoulder. The arm he’d thrown up to you snuck around the back of your neck—it definitely looked and felt like a headlock, but you knew it was Bakugo’s version of affection.

“What’re you doin’?” He asked you, eyes still on the screen.

“Wanted to show you something. And I missed you.”

His lips turned up at the corners at that. “Oh yeah? C’mere then,” he patted his lap, and you gladly obliged.

You settled over top of him, legs dangling over either side of the chair. You leaned into him, pressing your face into the side of his neck. His arms came to rest around you, and you felt the controller against your back as he continued to play. You heard the familiar voices of Kirishima and Denki in the headset, and it made you smile. Bakugo hardly saw much of his friends these days, as he and the rest of them were swamped with work now that they’d been thrown into the pro-hero world, but you thought it was nice that they were still able to do things together like this.

“You wanted to show me somethin’?”

His voice snapped you out of your thoughts. “Oh, yeah,” you paused, moving to hold your hands out in front of you, “look! I painted my nails, and my ring came in.”

He looked down, regarding your work. He would be remiss to say that his favorite shade of burnt orange against your skin didn’t do something for him, but his eyes zeroed in on the ring on your finger. He’d sent it to get resized after discovering that you were a weird half-size, and the way it wrapped around your finger had his heart constricting in his chest.

“So it did,” he breathed, grabbing your hand in his and moving it side to side, watching the ring glint in the light. You hummed.

“Thought it looked pretty,” you said somewhat bashfully—you hadn’t expected him to inspect it so closely. You were acutely aware of a spot you’d missed with the polish on your ring finger.

He looked up at that, eyes trained on yours. The intensity of his gaze sent a shiver up your spine.

“Hey, dumb and dumber, I gotta go,” he said into the headset, already pulling it off before he heard the protests of his friends. He turned the console off from the controller and dropped it on the floor next to his chair. His hands came up to grip your hips, and you squeaked at the harshness of it. He pulled you closer to him and dropped kisses over the skin of your shoulder.

“What’re you gettin’ shy for? Of course it looks pretty. My baby’s always pretty,” he told you, punctuating every other word with lips that made their way up your neck.

“Katsuki,” you breathed, and you felt the groan rumble in his chest. He was on his feet then, dragging you up with him in his arms. He walked you down the hall to your bedroom, setting you down on the linen sheets of your bed. He hovered over you, leaning down to resume his kisses over the ridges of your throat. He opened his mouth to suck gently on your pulse point.

“So pretty, all the time,” he murmured, lips dragging up your jaw, pressing chaste kisses up the bone until he nipped at the spot behind your ear, pulling a gasp from you.

“I think my pretty girl needs to be made to feel good, yeah?” His gaze met your half-lidded one and you nodded dumbly, making him grin. He leaned down to meet your lips, and it was hot and heavy and suffocating, the way he consumed you so easily. His tongue licked into your mouth as his hand slid under the sleep shirt you wore. You moaned at how warm he felt as he palmed at your chest. He chuckled when you broke the kiss to help him pull your shirt over your head.

“Aw, you hurtin’ for it?” His tone was mocking-- it settled deep into your core and lit every nerve ending on fire. At his words, your hips jutted up and made contact with the thigh he’d placed between yours, and you let out a pained groan. You couldn’t help but get carried away with him. He never let you live it down, but he always gave you what you needed. Even if he made you plead for it.

He leaned down to take a nipple into his mouth, sucking harshly. You let out a choked breath at the pressure, and then a moan at the way he soothed over it with his tongue. He alternated between each nipple and between tongue and teeth until you were a writhing mess underneath him. “Katsuki,” you choked out, half delirious, “please—need you.”

“I know, pretty girl,” he cooed, pressing open mouthed kisses down your tummy, pausing to suck on the skin above the hem of your underwear, “m’gonna give you everything you need. Be sweet for me.”

You nearly keened off the bed when he pressed a chaste kiss to your clothed core. He dragged his tongue over the wet spot you’d created, pausing to inhale deeply.

“God,” he ground out, “smells fuckin’ divine.”

Your body twitched involuntarily with every touch. You whimpered and squeezed your eyes shut, hips jutting upwards and praying he’d give you something substantial. You felt your stomach drop at the tsk he let out.

“Want you to look at me, pretty girl,” and it was gentle in a way that surprised you—usually his tone was a demanding one that had your blood buzzing in your veins, eager to do whatever he asked of you. This was almost worse, though, with the way the love saturated his voice sent white hot arousal pooling in your gut. Your eyes fluttered open to meet his, and the grin spread across his face.

“There she is,” he murmured, eyes never leaving yours as he hooked a finger through the waistband of the fabric and pulled it from your legs. His eyes drifted to your exposed cunt.

“Oh,” he breathed out, and you mewled at the way his breath brushed over your sensitive folds, “never gonna fuckin’ get tired of this.”

He brushed the back of his pointer finger through your heat, and you let out a moan that would’ve embarrassed anyone who heard it. It just egged Katsuki on, though, and he leaned forward to press a kiss to your clit.

“Kat—hah,”

Your body thrummed with need and your hips moved with a mind of their own. You fought to keep your eyes open as he licked a long swipe straight up, pausing at your clit to let you grind yourself against his face. He moaned his approval and the vibration of it melted every cohesive thought from your brain. He pulled back and you couldn't stop the whine that tore itself from your throat.

“Always done up, just for me. Fuckin' luckiest man alive. Tell me,” his eyes met yours and you shivered at the hunger you saw there, “who’s the prettiest girl in the world?”

Your eyes went wide at his question, and you whimpered at the feeling of the pad of his thumb brushing devastatingly soft circles over your clit. You could do nothing else but gasp out an “I—huh?”, slurred with pleasure. The grin on his face was dangerous.

“Want you to tell me,” he told you, pressing down harder on your clit and turning your whimpers into broken moans, “who the prettiest girl in the world is.”

Your face grew hot and you cursed the blush that surely crept over your cheeks. You weren’t necessarily in the dark about your looks—you certainly agreed with him most days that you were pretty. But this was new, and you felt vulnerable, with his sharp eyes fixed on you from between your legs. You wanted to look away, to escape the intensity of his affection--to avoid the way it almost felt humiliating, to say something so simple-- but you knew better. You wanted to be sweet for him, after all.

“I am,” you muttered, almost inaudible, but you’d guessed he’d heard it if the lips wrapped around your clit were anything to go by. You cried out, dangerously close to falling apart, and then he pulled away.

“You are…?” He teased, back to tracing little circles over your pulsing cunt. You whined, and it bordered on brattish. You sucked in a breath and gathered your resolve.

“I-I’m…the prettiest girl in the world.”

He slipped a thick finger into you and crooked it upwards, fucking into you slowly and letting you drag your aching clit over his tongue with every stuttered movement of your hips.

“Tell me again,” he ground out, reveling in the way your face contorted with pleasure, but your eyes never left his. You really were very good, and all for him.

“I’m the prettiest girl in the world,” you groaned out, less bashful in your attempts to chase the high he could feel you approaching. You were familiar with the headspace he was pulling you into-- you were wholly overwhelmed at the way the vulnerability tangled itself in the wanton want you felt, and your throat burned with emotion. You knew anything he pulled from you next would be absolutely pitiful.

“Oh, I love you. Again.”

“I’m the prettiest girl in the world!” Your words were broken, tears spilling over your lash line and head snapping back at the feeling of the flick of his tongue over your little nub. Your love and your pleasure fell from your mouth in unintelligible babbles, and you distantly wondered if he'd always be able to reduce you to this with seemingly minimal effort. His free hand wrapped around the skin of your thigh, rubbing soothing circles into it as you shook under his ministrations, and you knew he was trying to ground you.

“One more time, sweet girl.”

“I’m—oh my god, fuck, fuck—the prettiest girl—”

You were cut off by the force of your orgasm, and Katsuki would’ve sooner died than stop what he was doing for a second, feeling the way you clamped down on his finger as he fucked you through it. There was no stopping the way your eyes rolled to the back of your skull, mouth hung open in a sob as the blinding pleasure lash through your body like a whip. Your vision was fuzzy as you came down, and you barely registered Bakugo as he hovered over you, pressing his lips to the tear stains that lined your cheeks.

“So good,” you heard him say, and it was like you were underwater, “did so, so good for me, pretty baby.”

You whimpered as he pulled his finger from your body and popped it into his mouth, sucking the last drops of you away as you watched through heavy eyelids. The sight of it curled in your gut, mostly because you knew that it was not intended to be as erotic as it looked—he just genuinely liked how you tasted, and would never pass up an opportunity to do so.

He caged your head between strong arms and bent his neck down to press kisses to your forehead. You let out a soft sigh, feeling a new wave of tears threaten to spill at the intimacy of the moment. Your hands found purchase in the T-shirt that you certainly just ruined and you clung to him, pulling his chest to yours.

“You’re okay,” he whispered, lips to your ear, and you nodded, believing him wholeheartedly and letting the tears slip out. He kissed them as they fell.

“My sweet, pretty baby,” he cooed, repeating it softly as he carded his fingers into your hair and pressed a kiss to your temple.

You sniffled and leaned into his touch, prompting his mouth to find your temple again. He happily obliged.

You held each other there for what felt like both an eternity and no time at all, tangled and devastatingly open, relatively silent save for the whispers of Katsuki’s love into your ear. The weight of it settled into your chest, where it pushed everything out of the way to make room for the enormity of his love. Your mind focused on the ring that you rolled around with your thumb, feeling the dip of the engraved words he’d had etched inside the band. He whispered those same words into your ear now, and you turned to press your smile into his in reply. You quite liked the idea of a forever like this.

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wingedstatesmanlandturtle · 1 year

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Can you do a Bakugo x Shy fem reader?

Bakugo with a Shy and Quiet s/o

》|Katsuki Bakugo|fluff|《

Everyone always wondered how you to got together.

You guys were polar opposites.

While Bakugo was loud, mean, and confident.

You were quieter, kind, and kept to yourself.

While you guys were completely different you were drawn to each other and balance each other out.

Given your nature ever since you and Bakugo started dating he's gotten calmer and isn't as hostile toward others.

It could be one of two reasons.

You started to rub off on him or he doesn't want to scare you away.

Kirishima and Denki would tease him about how nice he is and how sweet he is to you.

He definitely teases you a lot.

Anytime he gets close to you or touches you, you would get really nervous and it would weirdly turn him on.

"K-Katsuki..."

"Whats wrong? Can't handle me on top of you?"

It makes him almost want to laugh at how cute you can be.

Since you were quiet you didn't really stick up for yourself.

People often wonder why someone like you got into class 1A and talked about you.

Anytime Bakugo caught wind of these people he would blast them to hell for talking about you like that.

Even though you were quiet you were strong.

You earned your place in that class like anyone else so he hated when people would look down on you.

Bakugo was gentle with you and tried his best to never really yell at you.

Anytime you guys would get into an argument he would leave the room and give himself time to cool off so he wouldn't say something he would regret.

Sometimes he would say certain things by accident.

They would just slip out.

"Fuck. I didn't mean that"

He would reassure you that whatever he said wasn't what he meant and would give you space if needed.

He loved just being with you.

You didn't talk much so you often just cuddled together in silence or just sat in each other's presence.

It was one of his favorite things to do.

It often calmed him down to just be with you.

He's super possessive of you.

You are sensitive and people can be horrible.

It's his job to keep you safe and he would be damned if he failed at it.

You were his cute little bean.

He would always keep you safe and happy.

He loved the fuck out of you and there was nothing that could change that.

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shinsoup · 1 year

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mha boys when you need to sleep

- watches you with a glare as you type away mindlessly on your laptop

- you promised bakugo you would be in bed by 8

- it was now 10:47

- bakugo knew how much your grades meant to you and how you’d sacrifice your own well being if that meant you’d succeed

- the angry blonde groaned loudly in hopes of getting your attention, failing as you seemed to block him out

- he dragged himself out of bed and stormed over to your hunched figure, looming over you as you paid no attention

- “hey, asshole,” he snarked as he took your earbuds out, probably listening to some audio book for a class, “time for bed”

- “five more minutes,” you mumbled, turning to take your earbuds back but he quickly pulled away

- “bed. now.”

- you gave him a tired look as you let out a sigh, lifting your arms up with a pout

- “carry me?”

- he rolled his eyes and faked annoyance before huffing loudly

- he tucked his hands under your arms and lifted you up, your legs lazily wrapping around his waist as you nuzzled your face into his neck

- his hands slid down to your bottom and cupped it gently, not in a sexual way, but in a caring act

- “m’love you,” you mumbled, sending vibrations down his neck

- he smirked at your sleepy state as he gently put you in bed, placing you under the covers and tucking you in

- he peeled his shirt off and tossed it somewhere in the room before joining you

- you immediately curled into his warm figure as he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you impossibly close to his body

- “night, ‘suki”

- “goodnight, princess.”

☆dabi☆

- dabi hung out in your apartment when you were away working your shitty restaurant shift

- dealing with shitty customers and making shitty money

- he always found peace in your small home, refusing to stay at the LOV league base

- there was no love or care in the mucky headquarters

- and although he would never admit it, he craved for your affection

- you entered your apartment close to midnight

- dabi not batting an eye as you lugged your way past him and to the bedroom

- “no kiss hello?” he asked, seeming angry as he pushed himself off your couch and followed you into the room

- “m’sorry,” you mumbled, stopping in your place and standing on your tip toes to ghost your lips over his cheek

- “what’s up with you?” he asked, coming off harsher than he intended

- you pulled your work shirt that was covered in stains over your head and grabbed one of dabi’s black shirts he left nights ago

- slipping off your jeans, you didn’t care to put shorts on, leaving you in your panties

- “some karen kept complaining and almost got me fired,” you whispered, a quiver stuck in your throat

- dabi opened his arms for you to take, your body fitting perfectly in his embrace as you sighed into his chest

- “forget that bitch, probably miserable and ugly”

- you stifled a giggle, tears pricking your eyes as dabi was quick to wipe them away

- “let’s get to bed, i’m whipped”

- you nodded slowly before your eyes lit up, worry filling them

- “i needed to clean the kitchen tonight,” you said, a deep frown etched onto your face as a tear escape down your cheek

- you were so tired, mentally and physically

- but you had a morning shift tomorrow and then needed to go grocery shopping

- “hey,” dabi said, grabbing your chin between his fingers as he forced you to look at him, “i’ll clean it tomorrow, you need to sleep”

- “b-but i need to go to the grocery store t-too-”

- “i’ll go”

- you let out a sigh as you bit your bottom lip, not liking how he was doing everything for you

- “i’ll leave money for you in the morning”

- he gave you a grin as he kissed your wet lips, stained with tears, “i’m a villain, baby. money’s not an issue”

- you gave him a gentle smile as you kissed him back, grateful to have dabi in your life

- “alright, doll, bed time”

☆shinso☆

- shinso was always a good boyfriend

- helping you with training, cleaning your room, assignments you struggled on

- he would bring you hot meals to your training sessions and stay up to study with you for upcoming exams

- but it was currently 11pm and you had been training for five hours

- you were first training with deku but as hours passed, the green headed boy got tired and decided to call it a night

- you were relentless and wanted to improve so badly

- but pushing yourself was the opposite of what you needed to be doing

- 11pm came quick and shinso was still up

- he was waiting for you to come to his dorm so you could tell him about your day and then hopefully get to sleep

- the lavender haired boy made his way to ground gamma, wearing a random sweatshirt and grey sweatpants, his locks messy but he didn’t care to style it

- he entered the training grounds to see you doing laps, huffing deeply and sweat running down your forehead

- he grabbed your attention as you gave him a small smile, making your way over to the boy quickly

- “hi, toshi,” you smiled, wiping your forehead with the back of your hand, “what’s up?”

- “what’s up?” he chuckles, causing you to furrow your eyebrows together

- “it’s almost midnight, kitten”

- you let out a laugh as you shrugged your shoulders

- “that gives me a few more hours”

- his eyebrows bunched together as he took your hand, gently lacing his fingers with yours

- “you haven’t been sleeping lately, get one night in”

- “toshi-”

- “kitten, cmon”

- you gave him a frown as you let out a sigh, your stomach twisting into knots at the thought of leaving your workout unfinished

- you weren’t the worst in your class but you definitely weren’t the best, you at least wanted to prove you belonged here

- and shinso knew that

- “can i at least take a shower?” you asked, his eyes trailing to your baby hairs that stuck to your neck due to the amount of sweat you conjured up

- “only if i can join”

- of course he was joking, but it didn’t fail to break a smile onto your tired face

- “whatever,” you smiled as you squeezed his hand before grabbing your workout bag that was sitting by the bench

- “shower and then bed,” he reminded

- “but-”

- “y/n.”

- ….

- “fine.”

i know damn well dabi wouldn't be this soft but!!!

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melticss · 1 year

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not my art!

❤︎ ︎i warned you ❤︎︎

bakugo x fem reader

nsfw!! play fighting, oral (fem receiving) (male receving) sex, male dom, embarrassment, sub fem.

not proof read 💀

warning! if you find yourself uncomfortable with dirty talk, female submissive, or slut shaming please don’t continue reading :)———————————————————————————————————

it was a boring day, filled with the usual sore hand from writing, excitement for class to be over, and endless paper turning. you had planned that after class you were going to head down to the gym. you felt better about yourself when u had plans.

you had always thought bakugo looked good, his ash blonde hair, crimson eyes, the things you want to say to him. but the last time you complimented him, all you got in return was a eye roll and slight pink cheeks.

i guess you never noticed that he only really blushed around you. you were waiting for the bell, anticipation filling you. the annoyance of glancing at the clock endlessly. foot tapping on the hard floor, and pencil tapping on the desk, for some reason you didn’t notice how annoying this was to your classmates.

when the loud sounds of the ringing bell filled the room, you jumped up, grabbing your bag and walking out the door. you put your headphones in, blasting music so loud the people next to you could hear it clearly. as your pace increased the closer you got to the gym entrance, you opened the door, pulling it back and walking in. you headed straight towards the locker rooms.

you set your bag down on the locker room floor, pulling out your clothes you began to get undressed. putting on your sports bra and shorts, you put your old clothes back into your bag and walked off. but when you got out of the locker room, you saw the familiar blonde boy sitting on the gym bench, he had his headphones in scrolling on his phone to find just the right song.

you walked out slowly, trying not to engage with him, you blasted your music and slid your phone in your pocket. walking over to the treadmills, picking the farthest one from the bench. you click the settings on the treadmill, and hop on. you feel bakugo look at you, as he pulls out a headphone. “hey, dumbass!”

you pause, taking out your headphones and looking at him with surprise. “uhm, yeah?” he looks at you confused, “sense when did you start working out here?” he says with a hit of annoyance. “just now i guess.” you say a bit shy. “is it because you want to be more like me?” he says with a cocky tone. “i’ve never even seen you here, katsu.”

his eyes widen and brows furrow. “what did you call me?” he says with a confused pitch. “katsu? oh, it just fits you.” you say smiling. he gets annoyed, and clicks his tongue. “you better watch what you say to me idiot.” you pause, trying to find a way to tease him. “i’ll do what i want to, katsu.” you see him turn to you, obviously angry. he stands up, walking towards you. you just now realize teasing him wasn’t the best idea. “what did you say to me?!” he says in a raspy voice. “sorry katsu, didn’t mean to upset you.”

he hates how calm you are. “whatever, just remember i’m better than you.” he says with his ego high. “i don’t know about that.” you say with a smirk and confident walk. “you wanna fight me then?!” he says with his fist clutched. “okay, but the first one pinned looses.” you say with confidence. you know that bakugo has more experience, but your legs are your strong suit. flipping him with them might be the best way to shove his ego down his throat.

“tch, that’s an easy win.” he says with a smirk. you turn off the treadmill, and walk over to him. laying out a mat on the floor, you stretch your legs. bakugo looks at you with anticipation. his already damp hair, sweat ruining down his forehead. black tank top pressed against his chest. “you ready?” you say calm, collected, and again, confident. being confident kept bakugo on edge. he nods, cracking his fingers. “okay, come get me.” you say smiling.

he lunges at you, attempting to grab your shoulder. you grab his wrist, trying to pull him down. but he was prepared for that, he wanted you to grab his wrist. he pushed on your shoulder, making you fall back. you fall on your ass, pushing his hand off your shoulder. he’s on his knees infront of you. he grabs your ankles, pulling you to him to pin you down and trap your legs. you put your legs on his shoulders, attempting to choke him with your calves.

you put your calve on the back of his neck, pushing him down and clenching your thighs. he slips his hands between your thighs and his neck. pushing your legs down beside you. your eyes widen. his face was inches away from your.. he smirks, thinking he’s got you in a good place. not understanding why your eyes are wide, he glances down, the tight shorts your wearing fitting your form.

his eyes widen, he freezes. “d-dont be a pervert.” he manages to spit out. you smirk, thinking how adorable his flustered face is. “you seem to be the pervert here.” you say with the intent to see his cheeks flush. “i-i’m not doing anything but fighting, and plus. i think i’ve pinned you anyway” he says, trying to avoid you. you roll your eyes. “yeah, but that’s not going to stop me from annoying you.” you say, secretly hoping he’d just bury his face in your- “oh you asshole!” he growls at you. “your going to have to make me.” you say trying to hint at him. “was that your plan all along?”

“just trying to get me to eat you out, huh?” he says with a hint of lust in his eyes, and the sinister smirk pulling at his lips. your eyes widen, and you look away embarrassed. “oh, i’m right arent i?” he says pushing his lower body onto you. he puts his hands on either sides of your head, looking dead in your eye while his dick push’s against you. when did he get hard? and how did you not notice

“f-fuck off” you say trying to defuse the situation. “i don’t think you want me to, baby.” he says hovering over you. “i think you just want me to eat your pussy.” he says, leaning in your ear. you quiver, your stomach gets warm, and you get a heartbeat between your thighs. you already know your underwear is soaked. “your so pathetic.” he says teasing. he kisses down your neck, warm lips against sweaty skin. his hot breath brushing your ear. your lips part, you’ve wanted this man for so long. he kisses down to your breasts. “you know, i’ve always wanted to kiss your tits.” he says vulgar. that’s one thing you loved about this man. he was bad, vulgar and arrogant. most people hated him for it, but you loved it.

he pulled down your sports bra, his hot breath grazing your breast. he smirked. kissing your nipple, and taking it in his mouth. he surprised you, he was gentle and warm. but not for long. he let go with a pop, and kissed back down to your stomach. he kissed right above your waistband. you were aching for him, pussy pulsing. he pulled down your shorts, pulling them over your ankles until you were in your underwear. he looked down, your plump pussy lips soaked. the soft underwear sticking to your pussy.

he kissed down your thigh, and stops at your pussy, “such a pretty pussy.” he says, making your heart skip a beat, and your pussy pulse. he bit your underwear, teeth rubbing against your lips. he pulled the underwear off, hooking his finger onto it and ripping them off your thighs. your wet pussy presented infront of him. he leaned down, smirking. he stuck his long tongue out, licking a stripe up your pussy.

he reaches your clit, flicking it with his tounge. he takes it in his mouth, sucking on it making it swell. he grabs your thighs, pulling you in. his tongue is harsh and rough, but u expected it. his red eyes staring at you, piercing through you almost like he was trying to leave an impression on you, so you’ll never forget this moment.

you feel the heat build in your stomach, making your legs shake. his nails dig into your thighs, leaving crescents in them. his tongue rubs circles around your clit, your pulsing clit on his tongue makes his dick strain his pants harder and harder.

you feel it build, anticipating this might be the best orgasm you’ve ever had. he sucks your clit into his mouth, that sent you. legs twitching on his shoulders, loud pitiful noises escaping your mouth. you grab his hair, pulling him into you. his eyes widen and roll back, sucking harder. the second it died down, you pulled away, so sensitive every touch sent electric shocks through your body.

he smiled, so proud that he made you such a mess. he grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him. “we aren’t done yet sweetheart.” you look down, his dick leaving wet stains on his pants, the outline of his dick pulsing. he grabs the back of your head, pulling you up. “keep your mouth open slut.” he says, this side of him was different, so different you didn’t know what you were going to think of him the next time you saw him in class.

you open your mouth, preparing for him. he pulls down his sweats, his dick bouncing out. your eyes widen, you knew his ego probably came somewhat from how big his dick was, but you never knew it was that big. he smirks, his ego glistening. “do you like what you see, sweetheart?” you freeze, eyes darting to look back at him.

you nod, lips quivering. he grabs the base of his cock, rubbing the tip of it on your lips, making your lips nice and shiny from his pre. he rubs his thumb down your lip, taking in the pretty view. he grabs your head, pulling you towards him and forcing you to take the tip. there’s no way you could take all of him, you’d definitely choke. you suck on the tip, tongue swirling on the underside.

your eyes close, and his roll back. he lets out a raspy groan, making your pussy throb. he pushes your head down, his dick hitting the back of your throat, making you gasp around his cock. his smirk never once left his face. he pulls your hair, insisting you take him. you bob your head up and down. you gag, drool running down your lip.

he quickly takes his dick out, surprising you. he pins you down, hand pushing your shoulders. he leans over you, staring in your eyes while his cock pulses. he reaches one hand down, grabbing the base of his dick. “you ready slut?” you nod, desperately. he sticks the tip of his dick into your folds, his pre mixing with your wetness coated in saliva. he rubs his pink tip on your clit.

he moans, it’s deep, and raspy, your pussy pulses. you hope he doesn’t notice. he pushes his tip in, your tight pussy wraps around it, pulling him in. he pushes deeper, making your eyes roll back. it’s painful, but painful in a good way. you wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him in. he slams against your cervix, making you quiver.

his eyes widen, your warm and tight pussy clench around him. he’s never felt something this good, he’s scared that if he keeps going he might cum, embarrassing himself. “fuck..” he moans, his legs start to shake too, his head leans down, smirk turning into pure ecstasy. he bucks his hips, trying to push deeper, grinding against your cervix. he’s lost in the pleasure.

you’ve never seen him like this, he was addicting. he pulls out slowly, hand slamming back down against the side of your head. he pushes back in, making you moan loudly. his hips grind against yours, your clit rubbing against him, leaving a wet mark above his base. he slowly gets faster,

bucking his hips in a motion he never looses, he’s so precise, making sure he hits your gummy spot. he doesn’t even need to push down on your tummy, as your tummy has a bulge from his dick sticking out. he fucks you faster, the pleasure so intense you struggle to breathe. he leans down, kissing your neck, surprisingly sweet.

the wet and lewd slapping filling the gym room, praying someone doesn’t walk in. his slaps get faster, still making sure he’s hitting the right spot. you didn’t tell him, but you squirt. you try to warn him but all you mange to say is “k-katsu- i’m g-gonna…gonna” he kisses you, making you embrace the pleasure, making you fall in a trace, feeling like your drowning in the pleasure but his muscular arms holding you in place.

he bucks faster, you feel his big cock twitch. the white ring at the base of his cock getting thicker. you feel the build come on, making your legs tremble. he hits it just right, making you squirt on him, puddling on the mat under you. soaking his cock. his eyes widen, but not in a bad way. that sent him so much closer.

he pounded you relentlessly, until his cock twitched, eyes rolled back, and legs shook. thick ropes of cum shot at your cervix, filling you up. you grabbed his shoulders, eyes widening. he let out a breathy moan. pushing at your cervix. he calms his breathing, resting his head in the crook of your neck.

“you know, that was my first time. and last, because your mine.” he said, smirking and holding your limp body in his hands. your cheeks turned red. and ever sense that day, he’s been your overprotective, jealous, boyfriend.

and his dick is a bonus, of course.

#bakugo smut #bakugo katuski #bakugo fanfic #smut #katsuki bakugo mha

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star-light-imagines · 11 months

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can you do Bakugo x reader with an anteater quirk? like reader has massive powerful claws that can break through cement and they have really long tongue.. but they also have little round ears and a big fluffy tail

☆. ┊ ⁭Thanks you so much for your request, I hope you like what I came up with!

Hey, Fluffball.

☆.｡.:* Includes- katsuki bakugo x reader. fluff. dating relationship. soft bakugo. teasing. protective boyfriend.

☆.｡.:* Warnings- gn!reader! fluff, cute moments, nicknames, teasing.

☆.｡.:* Word Count- 2,933

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The warm sun shined down from above as you stood barefoot on the sand, waves of cold clear water just inches from your toes. The fresh scent of sea salt engulfed your senses as a gust of wind blew around your body.

Everything around you felt serene and peaceful, even the seagulls that were flying high up in the clouds seemed to relish in the bliss that you had the privilege of living in. You closed your e/c eyes slowly before inhaling deeply through your nose, the muscles in your shoulders relaxed.

“Babe!” A husky voice echoed.

You gently reopened your eyes as you searched for the direction of the voice, your head turning around the vast beach coastline. Your attention was caught by the blurry figure of a man in the distance, his strong muscular stature waved at you from down the beach.

The heart in your chest started pounding like the persistent waves against the crumbing cliffs, the man called out towards you again and you couldn’t stop your feet from moving towards his voice. The first few steps were timid, unsure of whether to draw closer but once you had caught a glimpse of vermillion eyes, your steps quickened.

“Babe! Come here!” The spiky blonde bellowed.

A smaller figure appeared next to the larger man's figure as they both motioned for you to join them, the pounding of your heart rang in your ears as you started to race towards the two. Quick, rapid breaths let your mouth as you desperately ran down the beach to get to them, wanting nothing more than to be with the man who was calling out to you so lovingly and excitingly.

The child was calling out to you happily as you ran, but you couldn’t hear what they were saying over your own breaths and the crashing of the waves on the sand beside you.

Beep!

Your head jerked suddenly at the faint sound in your ears, before you looked back at the man just a couple of steps before you. A bright smile on his lips as he extended a hand towards you, his expression softening as he looked into your e/c eyes.

His mouth opened to say something and your heart fluttered at the sight of the soft expression of love reflected in his vermillion eyes.

BEEP!

You gasped loudly as the digital alarm blared and jolted you from your deep sleep. The quickened breaths dwindled down as you surveyed the dorm room with squinted eyes, the ‘6:00 a.m’ lighting up your face from the clock on the bedside table.

You slapped a hand down to turn off the blaring noise, coming to terms with the fact you had to get out of bed for the day. Being careful of the claws you’ve become adjusted to, you rubbed the remnants of sleep from your eyes as you stretched and stepped out of bed.

The little round ears on your head twitched at the sounds of doors opening and closing from the hallway, signaling to you that your classmates had also started to get ready for class that morning.

You yawned loudly as you grabbed your uniform from your closet, a blush crept onto your face as your thoughts drifted to the dream you had been pulled away from. The vermillion eyes burned into your memory as you hid your face in the fabric in your hands.

‘Bakugo..’

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The elevator doors opened with a chime as the bustling noise of your classmates greeted your ears. A low grunting voice made your heart skip a beat as you exited the elevator, your breath hitched as the ears on your head twitched and strained to make out the words of his faint voice.

The tail behind you puffed up slightly in excitement, your steps quickened towards the lounge and kitchen area. When you stepped into the room, your eyes instantly caught the sight of the ashy blonde that occupied your mind day and night.

“Good Morning Bakugo!” You greeted sweetly, a smile plastered on your face.

“G’morning sleepyhead.” He greeted, the corners of his lips turned up slightly.

He pulled a hand out from his pants pocket and extended it towards your head, his sharp brows pinched together as he ran his fingers through your hair fixing the remnants of bed head you had missed when brushing.

Your cheeks turned pink with embarrassment at the slight affection he was showing you so early in the morning. You were used to his teasing behavior and sly remarks, but when he would switch to being caring and loving it always made your stomach flip. You were convinced he knew this too, and would pull out his sweet words when you least expected it just to see your reaction and tease you for it.

“What’s wrong Fluffball? Your face got pink all of a sudden.” He teased with a smirk.

You let out a huff of air as you pouted up at your boyfriend. “You know I don’t like being called Fluffball.”

Hah!

His vermillion eyes narrowed playfully as he gave you a lopsided grin, showing his teeth. His hand extended out towards your head again, his warm fingers pinched one of the ears on your head sending a shiver down your spine. His mouth twitched from amusement as he caught the slight movement and the deepening blush on your cheeks, his eyes shined brightly as he stored that information away in his memory.

“But it suits you so well! Fluffy ears, fluffy tail, you are a fluffball.” He teased with a shit-eating grin plastered on his face.

“Why can’t you call me ‘Babe’ or ‘Love’ instead?” You asked, clear annoyance brimming at your tone.

“Where’s the fun in that? You're a Fluffball, get used to it.” He said, grinning down at you.

Bakugo intertwined his large hand with your smaller one, heat radiated off his skin and onto yours as he led you over to the breakfast that was prepared while you were still getting ready for school.

You watched his back as you were dragged behind him, your eyes trailed along his wide shoulders and firm back before they caught onto the pink dusted ears peeking out from under his spiky hair. A small smile formed on your lips as your mind was flooded with thoughts of seeing him blush around you, for you.

He stopped curtly at the buffet of breakfast food that Momo and Iida had prepared for everyone that morning, his hand loosened from yours as he reached for two plates and extended one towards you. Bakugo started to pile food onto his plate as well as yours with a grumble rumbling from his chest when he saw that you had only chosen a few things to eat.

Bakugo leaned in closer to you, his body towering over you as he reached past your figure to grab a piece of toast. His lashes fluttered as he focused his attention on his actions, the overwhelming sweet scent of caramel flooded your senses. The jackhammering of your rapid heartbeat rang in your ears as you watched him with a mixture of nervousness and excitement running through your veins.

Vermillion eyes locked with yours as he pulled back an inch, his face still close enough to where you could smell the mint toothpaste he had used that morning as he breathed. His eyes lit up as he caught sight of your tail swishing back and forth behind you, his mouth twisted into a sly smile.

“Eat this.” He ordered, holding the piece of toast to your mouth.

You looked at him with a raised brow before slowly lifting your hand to try and grab the piece of toast from him, but he moved it out of your reach. You narrowed your e/c eyes at him as he smirked at you from above and shook his head.

“Let me feed you Fluffball.” He repeated with a sly smile on his lips.

The blush on your face turned crimson at his words, the swishing of your tail stalled as it curled in excitement and your ears twitched ever so slightly as the fur felt as if it had been jolted with electricity.

You opened your mouth timidly as you conformed to his request and let him hand feed you the piece of toast from his plate.

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Bakugo’s large hand was intertwined in yours as you two walked to class together, his other hand placed firmly in the pocket of his pants. Your nose crinkled with happiness as you glanced at him as you walked down the hall holding hands with your boyfriend, you knew that you had found your soulmate.

Your anteater quirk may have made you unique, but it was the love and respect Bakugo gave you made you believe you could actually be a hero someday. He had made it clear from the day you two spared against each other that he wouldn’t go easy on you, and he stuck by his word, he may of won against you easily in the beginning on the year but now that you had trained your quirk had grown strong enough to be more of a threat on the sparring mat.

He saw the potential you had from day one and made sure you saw it too, making sure to give you notes and tips on your form and how to best use your claws in order to give more destructive blows.

As you entered the classroom, the rest of your classmates greeted you warmly. They had witnessed your relationship blossom from the very beginning. They all knew how good you and Bakugo were for each other and how perfectly your quirks complemented each other in battle.

As you took your seats, Bakugo gave you a quick peck on the cheek before turning his attention to the lesson plan. You couldn't help but smile. It was moments like these that made you feel grateful for everything in your life.

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“Hey, Fluffball!” A husky voice calls out to you.

The conversation you were having with Tsuyu paused suddenly at the deliberate call for your attention. You rolled your eyes playfully as you turned your head to the familiar voice, e/c eyes meeting the deep vermillion as he stared at you from across the classroom.

“Yes Bakugo?” You questioned with a smirk playing on your lips.

“Are you going to eat lunch with me or are you staying here with leapfrog.”

Ahem!

“Rude.” Tsuyu scolded him with narrowed eyes.

“I'm going to stay here today, we are talking about how Hatsume is upgrading our costumes and I want to get some more Ideas for it.” You explained with a bright smile beaming up at him.

A rumble left his throat as he grumbled under his breath, his hand moving to massage the back of his neck in frustration that he had to settle eating lunch with Kirishima and Sero instead of you by his side.

“Fine, whatever.” He scoffed.

Bakugo stood from his seat, walking towards the classroom door before moving slowly, past your desk and leaning down to whisper into your ear. “You should start calling me Katsuki, Babe.”

Your face flushed bright red at the words as he walked out of the classroom, leaving you a stuttering mess as you tried to answer Tsuyu’s questions on what Bakugo had whispered to you.

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“Wait, remind me again. Who is Hatsume?” He asked, trying to remember the name.

“Bakugo, really?” You laughed, giving him a lopsided grin. “She’s the support class engineer who fought against Iida in the sports festival.”

“Oh yeah, the girl who wouldn’t shut up about her Inventions. Are you sure it’s a good idea to let her work on your support items?” He questioned.

“Yeah, Ochaco and Midoryia both said she made great adjustments to their gear and mines in need of some desperate changes to accommodate my new skills.” You explained while thinking back to how you’ve been needing to update your costume since getting your provisional license but had kept postponing it.

You opened the door to the support classroom with Bakugo beside you, the thick scent of smoke filled your nose and thick gray clouds escaped from the room from the opened door. As the smoke cleared you could see the pink haired girl jumping around the room excitedly as she continued to work on her various projects, not even noticing as you entered the room.

“Welcome in, you here to get new support items for your hero costume right?” Power Loader confirmed as he looked at the form you submitted earlier in the week.

“Yes, it would be nice if I could -” You started before getting interrupted.

“OH! If you want support Items I have plenty!” Hatsume gushed excitedly.

“I read the form too, you want something more comfortable and supportive of your claws right? But also something that can enhance the destructive power, since you can already break through cement it would be amazing to see how much more your claws could do with my baby’s help.” Her eyes lit up wildly as she examined your claws and hand sizes.

“Just wait here, I have the perfect baby for you.” She exclaimed before running off to dig through the pile of support items she had stacked in a corner.

As she threw items around to search for the one she had been looking for, a particular item had flown towards you. Bakugou quickly extended out a hand to grab the discarded support item in his hands and set off the crackling explosion in his palms as his annoyance bubbled over at the girl.

“HEY! MOTOR MOUTH! WATCH IT!” He fumed, his lips drew back in snarl.

“Opps! I found what I was looking for though! Here, try these.” Hatsume cheered as she handed you the support item to try on and started to explain how it worked and what it would enhance for you.

At first the invention had seemed great and you were contemplating adding it to your hero costume, when you noticed the smoke starting to radiate from the support item. Your eyebrows furrowed as you tried to process what had happened to it, whereas Bakugo had much quicker thinking time and reflexes. He tore the support item out of your hands and threw it across the room with rapid breaths as his chest rose and fell.

The small explosion that followed was not caused by the ashy blonde standing beside you, but the support item that he discarded across the room that had just been in your hands. Your eyes widened as you looked back at Bakugo whose eyebrows were furrowed heavily as he stared at the pink haired girl who was mumbling about her other inventions.

“THAT’S IT!” He scowled angrily.

“I can’t take anymore of this insanity, power loader you better make sure whatever crazy eyes here creates for y/n doesn’t explode!” He ordered before interlocking your hand with his and dragged you out of the room.

As you walked back to your dorm room, Bakugo's grip on your hand tightened. "I'm not letting anything happen to you," he said, his voice low and fierce. You squeezed his hand in response, grateful for the unwavering support he had always shown you.

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“I had a really good dream about you last night.” You mumbled happily as you laid your head on his chest.

His chest rumbled underneath you as he chuckled.”Oh? What happened in this dream of yours, Fluffball.”

“We were on a beach, it was really peaceful and we were older but not too much older than we are now.” You start relaying your dream to him as you close your eyes to remember the details.

“Hm. Sounds boring.” He teased as he ran his fingers gently through your hair, ever so slightly brushing against your ears every now and then.

A shiver ran down your spine at the contact of the warmth radiating from his hand connecting to the small round ears on your head, your tail curling with excitement as you breathed out peacefully and your lashes fluttered closed.

“It was peaceful and serene. The day was perfect, we didn’t have to work, there were no villains needing to be taken down, no wars to fight. We were just enjoying the bliss while it lasted and-” You stopped suddenly, your breath catching in your throat as you remembered the small figure that appeared.

“And?” He urged you to continue.

“And I’m pretty sure we had a child with us too.” You mumbled, a blush crept on your face as you tried to hide the pink dusting your cheeks by rubbing your face into his chest.

“You're right, that does sound like a really good dream.” Bakugo commented after a moment of silence between you. “I’ll make sure to make that dream come true for you.”

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☆○o。A/N: Would you look at that, I didn't write him cussing in this one. I figured I should at least have one post where he wasn't cussing the whole time.

I'm sorry that this is shorter than my other works, but I wanted to keep this one more light and flowy.

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gojou-violin · 2 years

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perfect timing

☽ 𝒦𝐼𝒩𝒦𝒯𝒪𝐵𝐸𝑅 𝒲𝐸𝐸𝒦 𝒯𝒲𝒪 ☾

| pairing: alpha!shoto x fem!omega!reader x alpha!bakugo

| warnings: 18+ MDNI a/b/o, vaginal penetration, unprotected sex, double penetration, mild temperature play, breeding kink, knotting.

| wc: 4.9k

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It felt normal at first… Like any other day when I was bored around the house with nothing to do and nowhere to go, I decided to clean. Simple as that. Cleaning. Lots… Lots of cleaning. I thought that maybe it was because I was bored or stressed because I started first thing in the morning and continued throughout the entire day without so much as taking a break for lunch or to put my feet up for a bit. Every time I thought I was done, I turned into a new room of the apartment and found something else that needed to be cleaned. Dishes in the kitchen, clothes that needed to be thrown into the laundry, shelves that needed to be dusted, trophies and picture frames that needed to be polished. After I had done all of that, I swore there was nothing else to do until the laundry was done.

The boys came home earlier than I expected. When they left in the morning, they kissed me as I groggily told them to be safe and they said they’d be back later sometime after dinner. Instead, they came home around 3PM. They caught me sitting on the bed in my pajamas, my favorite pillows tucked around me, my blanket over my crisscrossed legs, the laundry in front of me in a large pile that I was working on folding up neatly one article at a time.

Shoto was the one to point it out. He scrunched his nose, sniffing noticeably, and hissed, “I thought we agreed you’d call whenever you started your heats.”

I laughed at him. “I haven’t started—”

Bakugo had to run out of the room suddenly, causing me to freeze and look up at Shoto. Now that the door was open, I could tell that there was a difference between the air I had been surrounded by for about an hour or so compared to the air out in the hallway and the rest of the apartment. Hell, there was even a third scent being thrown into the mix now that Kacchan and Shoto were home.

“You’re supposed to call when you start your rut!” I hissed back at him.

He threw his hands up in defeat. “We tried, but it looks like someone was too busy making a nest on the bed to pick up the phone!”

I looked around myself for a split second, realizing that what he was saying was right. I’d been giving off more scents than I realized for who knew how long, and I’d been cleaning to make the apartment perfect, and I’d snuggled myself up on the bed with my favorite things, including their clothes. It was just innocent cleaning at one point… Wasn’t it?

Shoto’s hands clenched and his stance changed like he was trying to hold himself back. An omega in heat, an Alpha in rut, it was supposed to be the perfect combination, but the three of us never had to deal with it before. Whenever I was starting my heats, I could tell days in advance, giving us enough time to prep. The boys would let me set up my nest wherever I wanted in the apartment, they’d call their respective Pro-Hero companies to let them know that at least one of them had to be at home at all times to watch over me, which meant their schedules were fucked up; and they’d take inhibators to make sure they had some kind of self control while I suffered because sometimes I didn’t want to mate, and that was alright, but their Alpha instincts were stronger than them sometimes. And whenever they’d start their ruts, it was always at different times, so one of them would have to leave the house altogether or else it would start a war, meanwhile I basically was glued to the bed for however many days it took because the two of them were like wild animals when they were in rut. They had to fuck me and fill me up or else they would go insane. What we didn’t account for was our unexpected heats and ruts to align…

“Kacchan started this morning without warning,” Shoto explained. “He tried to take inhibitors when I told him he was starting to trigger mine.” He did his best to hold his breath while he explained, “But it was too late… By the time he’d calmed down, I started, too, and we had to come home.”

So that was why they were back early. And that was why Kacchan left the room suddenly. Out of the two of them, Bakugo was obviously the one less capable of self-restraint. Honestly, Shoto’s ruts were the easiest because he got protective and horny for about two days before he was done, which meant that I just needed to fuck him a few times and he felt better. But Kacchan… The poor thing’s ruts lasted anywhere between five to seven days, and he was needy all the time. There were no breaks when I was with him. He tried his best to hide from me during his ruts because he didn’t want to subject me to being stuck on his knot for a week, but he’d always go back on his own promise, hunting me down in the apartment to breed me the second he laid eyes on me. Out of the two of them, Bakugo was the more protective one, too. He got violent during his ruts. If I mentioned Shoto, or if I was even caught texting him, or if I happened to be watching TV and stared at an Alpha on screen a second too long, Kacchan would get upset. Not with me, though. He never got upset with me. If Shoto was the issue, he’d try to fight Shoto— Which was why they always had to separate during their ruts now. If it was something online or otherwise, Bakugo would try to his ignore his anger by fucking me, to prove that I was his.

“Sho…” I croaked, scared. “What do we do?”

He released his breath. I could see from my spot on the bed that his entire body was shaking now, a brave attempt to keep himself away from me as I was pouting at him, a scared omega in the middle of heat who needed an Alpha to make everything right.

“Baby…” he whispered through a raspy breath, “we gotta get your scent under control first…”

“I can’t,” I whined. I didn’t know how. I didn’t even know I was doing it. I didn’t know when it would stop! I started to panic, which only made things worse, forcing Shoto to expel more of his pheromones, too, in an attempt to calm me down.

“You gotta try for me, baby—”

“I can’t take it anymore!” Kacchan stormed into the room. “I can smell it all the way down the hall!” He scrambled onto the bed while Shoto tried to hold them both back. “I have to—”

“You can’t! It’s their nest!”

“I can’t help it—”

“You have to, Kacchan!”

They both fell onto the ground and started wrestling while growling at each other like Alphas did when they were protecting their omegas. They each thought they were in the right. Shoto was doing his best to guard me because I was in my nest, my safe place; Meanwhile, Bakugo was trying to help us both get through how much we needed each other, even if it meant jumping into my nest. Both of them were giving off too many pheromones in the process. Anger, defense, lust, it all swarmed to the point that I began to panic further. I knew that they could then smell me because they stopped within an instant, forgetting about why they were fighting in the first place, then they ran to my aid. Their omega was upset. I’d spent all day cleaning for them, making everything perfect, and I just wanted everything to be okay—

Bakugo caught me off guard by smothering me in a hug that made me fall back against the mattress. Only seconds ago had he been so feral that he would have done anything to have me; but now he was so caring. He just wanted to make me feel better. I could smell his worry on him, and I could feel by how he was strangling me in his arms that he wanted to make sure that I was alright and that I felt safe and protected.

I relaxed once he and Shoto had me in their arms.

“What do we do?” I asked one more time.

Bakugo nuzzled me with his nose, a dare to see if he could last long enough to not scent me. “I’ll leave for a couple of days so that Todoroki can watch over you.” He seemed so tranquil now that we were all on the bed.

“What about you—”

“It’ll be fine, baby.” He kept nuzzling me, almost like he was trying to find a way to get inside of my skin because he was so desperate for more and all of me that just having me wrapped in his arms wasn’t enough.

“We’ll figure something out,” Shoto whispered calmly.

The smell in the room started to change again, my head clouding up with thoughts and ideas of them both in the bed with me, holding me, kissing me, touching me, fucking me. It seemed that even though Kacchan had calmed down, they were both still incapable of preventing their ruts from taking over their natural senses, which allowed me to smell just how desperate they were. Could they smell it on me, too? Did they know that I was thinking then and there that I would have been fine if we all said "'fuck it" and stayed in bed until my heat and their ruts were over? Could they smell how I melted at the thought of being stuck on the bed for days, pinned under them, my legs pressed up against my chest as they knotted me. Did they know that I was practically dying to be filled up to be reminded that I was theirs?

“You smell so fucking good,” Kacchan cooed in my ear.

Yes, they did know. It was too obvious for them to ignore me, the same way it was too hard for me to not acknowledge the fact that they were both grinding against my thighs now to get some kind of relief.

“Kacc… Kacchan…” I whimpered.

“Fuck—”

Within an instant, Bakugo was scenting my right side. He found the gland so easily so that his attack could go smoothly while Shoto reached for my hands and decided it was best to pin them at my sides before he began to scent my left side. I moaned between them. I couldn’t remember the last time they had both scented me at the same time. There had been over a dozen instances where they were using me at the same time and took turns scenting, but it felt so overwhelming and unfamiliar to have them both nibbling around my neck and jawline just to get my body to release a smell that said, “I’m yours. Only yours. Take me however you want me!”

“I’ve gotta have you, baby, please,” Bakugo pleaded with me. “Please.”

I nodded vigorously while reaching up for their hair, tugging gently to make sure they kept touching me because if they ever stopped I feared I would die. Even though they were in my nest, a place that Shoto always tried his very best to respect and not enter, I could tell that they both threw out every bit of reason they had left the second I bucked up underneath them, signaling that I needed them as much as they needed me. Besides, in theory, my nest was the best place to do it. That was what they always said in health classes at school. “Typically, when Alphas and omegas are ready to mate for the sake of breeding specifically, they will do so in the omega’s nest. These days, this will only happen with the omega’s consent; but way back in the day, Alphas would force their way into the omega’s nest to breed them.”

We had been too fucking young then to learn that type of shit— But I was beginning to appreciate the knowledge now while Bakugo was clawing to get my pants off and Shoto was carefully unbuttoning my shirt because he didn’t want to ruin anything that I’d likely have to fix later myself. To hell with reason. To hell with making up a plan that included sending Bakugo away to deal with his rut alone! I was right there! I needed them, too! Fuck, I needed them just as much as they needed me!

“Please— Something— Anything!” I begged breathlessly.

Shoto reached down to press his thumb against my clit as Kacchan desperately kicked his own pants off because he was straining too much in the tight confines of his clothes. When he was back on top of me, he joined Shoto in the effort to kill me with pleasure by sliding his middle finger inside of me and curling it without warning. I clenched down around his digit. It wasn’t enough. If he was going to tease me, the least he could have done was give me another finger to make me feel more, because we all knew what we really needed. They needed to be inside of me, and I needed to be filled.

“Don’t tease,” I continued to plead.

Shoto kissed my lips to calm me down.

Bakugo added another finger and explained, “We’re not teasing, baby, we’re just taking our time getting you ready.”

“We don’t want to hurt you,” Shoto added.

I shook my head. “I need you now— I don’t care if it hurts!”

They both started leaving gentle kisses everywhere across my body. Despite what I was screaming while tears were pricking at the corner of my eyes, they still had enough awareness to recognize that it was the omega inside of me making bad choices, so it was their duty as my Alphas to make sure that no one actually hurt me, even though I thought it was alright. It wasn’t alright. Whatever it was that they had on their minds, there was a good reason for them to be taking their time to ensure that Kacchan did a good job of loosening me up while Shoto worked my clit faster to get me towards an orgasm.

Warmth brewed inside of me and nearly felt like it was burning the skin on my hips, too, thanks to Bakugo who was thrusting his fingers in and out of me with one hand while holding onto me for dear life to make sure I didn’t squirm away. It was too hot. I felt like I was overheating under both of them and with Bakugo’s Quirk heating up unintentionally. But it didn’t matter. I was near the edge, just about to tip over, and all that made sense was to wriggle around and kiss Shoto as I discovered euphoria. My body shook as I came. My legs and my arms were too weak to hold me up or push Bakugo and Shoto away from me, so I had to lay there and take it as it got so hot I began to sweat while they were overstimulating me for the sake of hearing me whine and beg them for mercy.

“You’re gonna kill them if you do that—” Shoto warned, snatching Kacchan’s hand away finally. I slumped with a deep breath. “You’re too hot, darling.” As he finished abusing my swollen clit, he used his Quirk to cool me down, wiping the sweat off my forehead with kisses that followed his touch.

“I’m sorry,” Bakugo pouted half-heartedly.

He wasn’t sorry for jumping into bed or for instigating everything or for letting his Quirk help me through my orgasm. No, no, he wasn’t sorry for anything that made me feel good. He was, however, sorry that he’d gone too far without realizing it; and he was sorry because he didn’t want to risk losing the opportunity to finally fuck me.

“I won’t do it again.”

That was his reassurance to me and Shoto so that we didn’t have to stop.

“I just need you so fucking bad—” He invited himself to touch me again by kissing my collarbone as he settled between my legs, the tip of his erection pressing against my sensitive clit.

“You’re not being…” My train of thought began to drift as Shoto laid down next to me and rolled me onto him. “You’re not being fair to Sho, Kacchan…” My back was now pressed against Shoto’s clothed chest, my ass resting just above his pelvis because Bakugo was working to yank Shoto’s pants down. “I’ll get too tired if- if you…” I was too distracted to keep coming up with excuses anymore.

They were both hard against me now. Shoto was under me, his cock dripping precum onto my thigh, meanwhile Bakugo was hovering closer above me, his cock drifting down towards my entrance.

“I can play fair, baby, don’t you worry,” Bakugo said wickedly. “Just need you to relax and let your Alphas take care of you. Can you do that, baby? Can you let us make you feel good?”

I nodded while whimpering between them.

“Such a good omega for us…”

As Bakugo used his hand to line himself up perfectly with my entrance, Shoto was scenting my neck again to keep me calm and loose, a willing, immobile participant in whatever ideas they had running through their minds. I was their good omega. The praise was going to my head too much— Their good omega. I could be good! I could be perfect! I could be all theirs if they would just—

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I groaned, grabbing onto Kacchan’s shoulders.

He was so big… It must have been the fact that he was in rut because he felt bigger and warmer than usual. Part of me felt like I wouldn’t be able to take it, so I squirmed and complained with high pitched whimpers, but he held me steady with hands on my hips so that he could slide into me inch by inch until he was buried to the hilt, filling me up so perfectly I forgot about the whole world around me. All that mattered now was him. I needed him to fuck me. I needed him to fill me. I needed him to—

“Just stay relaxed, baby, okay?” Shoto whispered in my ear.

I nodded even though I wasn’t really sure what was about to happen.

“You wanna feel really full, don’t you, baby? That’s what you said, right?” Bakugo questioned, running his fingers through my hair. When I nodded again, he smiled. “And you wanna let your Alphas breed you to make us feel better during our ruts, right?” I nodded with more enthusiasm. “Good. Good. You’ll do great for us.”

A gasp escaped me as I felt Shoto lining himself up with my entrance, too, his cock probing the limited space there was next to Kacchan’s already sizable length. Two Alphas in rut wanted to be inside of me, at the same time?! I panicked again. They held me steady while I thrashed around until Bakugo’s cock hit a spot deep inside of me that made me go limp again and moan submissively. The two of them… They wouldn’t fit… It wasn’t that I was opposed to the idea or wanted to stop. In fact, I wanted them to try, even if it hurt, even if I squirmed and cried, because deep down, despite the fact that I was scared, I knew that it would relieve the desperate ache I had to be filled, stretched, and destroyed by them. My Alphas. They would take care of me. They would look after me. Nothing would happen to me so long as I was still in Shoto’s arms as Kacchan tried to find a way to make both of them fit.

“Oh, fuck—” Shoto hissed. Bakugo found an entry point that got Sho’s tip in next to Bakugo’s length.

I grabbed harder onto the sturdy shoulders above me. It hurt so bad… They had made me cum in the hopes that it would loosen me up, but that was only worth so much when Kacchan already took up all the room I had to give. The truth of the matter was, it was just going to take time. We were all patient. Once the tip was in, it was just a bit more of a stretch from there, and once he was settled inside, I knew that everything would be okay… I just had to trust my Alphas—

“Sho!” I moaned, throwing my head back into the crook of his neck, tensing my whole body in response to the way he started sliding in without any warning.

“I’m sorry, baby. I’m so sorry…” he apologized sincerely. “I couldn’t help it. I’m sorry.”

I felt him straining under me to hesitate to give me time to breathe, relax and adjust; but it was hard for all of us to stay still and wait while Bakugo was getting jittery and Shoto was giving off a scent that begged me to let him fuck me no matter what happened. I thought we were patient. What happened?

“Do it,” I begged. “Just go—”

He did as I asked, pushing slowly into me a bit more while scenting my neck to make sure that I was okay and that I was like puddy in both of their arms. The stretch felt unbearable at times. I thought that I was going to break in two. But Shoto would have pulled out if he thought I couldn’t have taken it, and Bakugo would have scratched out the other Alpha’s eyes if he thought I was being hurt. Truth was, I loved it. I loved the sting, the stretch, the way they both fit in me to complete the desire I had to be unimaginably stuffed. I felt the urges of my heat begin to cheer in my heart. I was happy— Ecstatic, even.

“Thank you...”

“You’re welcome, baby,” Shoto whispered.

“I gotta move,” Bakugo complained while his knuckles were turning white due to the grip he had on my hips. “I gotta, baby. Fuck, I gotta—” He pulled back lightly before snapping his hips forward.

Shoto and I moaned in unison.

It felt strange having both of them inside of me. I could feel their tips bottoming out inside of me simultaneously, their shafts were so girthy that they were constantly stretching my walls to mold to fit them, and I could feel them both twitching from the friction they got from rubbing against each other when they both started fucking into me like wild animals. I was tight on my own… Unbearably tight sometimes, according to Bakugo; I couldn’t even begin to imagine what it felt like for them to be crowded in there. It must have felt amazing because Bakugo of all people was screwing his eyes shut while moaning pathetically into my neck. I’d never seen him so broken before. I’d never heard him be so lewd. Usually, he liked to grunt and tell me that I was a good omega, his good omega, or something along those lines, all while telling Shoto what he could be doing better if he were fucking my mouth or sitting to the side and scenting me. Bakugo was never speechless.

“I can’t—” he gasped. Suddenly, he was burning up again, his skin nearly simmering mine until I hissed and Shoto reached for my hips and started to cool me down. “Fuck, you’re too cold, Icy-Hot.”

“You’re too warm, Kacchan,” Shoto moaned.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head from being so overwhelmed. Both of their chests that I was sandwiched between were so warm, yet their hands told a different story. Part of me was burning up, the other was shivering from excitement and a hint of freezing. They weren’t going to hurt me. They just wanted to mess with me.

“You think you can take our knots, baby?” Bakugo questioned with a smirk he was forcing on his face to prevent us from seeing just how much he had broken down in the midst of salving his rut.

I nodded. “Please,” I whined. “Please—”

They both started working faster without a second thought or any kind of communication to one another. Shoto’s arms were wrapped around my waist to hold me down against him to keep me steady while he bucked up, meeting Bakugo’s thrusts as he was fucking down into me, his hands still on my hips, both of them still using their Quirks on my body to drive me crazy. In that moment, I thought to myself that I could live like that forever. Squished between them, completely at their will, working towards my own orgasm as they raced to be the one who knotted me first because who knew if both of them could fit in me at the same time.

“Have to breed you, baby—” Shoto panted in my ear. “You want that?”

I nodded.

“Gonna put our pups in you—” Bakugo egged on.

“We’ll do this every time you’re in heat—”

“Because you deserve it! Fuck!”

Bakugo was the first to fuck me faster as he hit his peak, then stilled as he came inside of me, giving me everything he had to offer during his pent up rut. He scented me one last time as he filled me up. It was the final moment where he could mark me as his omega in multiple ways at once. Meanwhile, Shoto held out for a second longer so that he could rub my sensitive clit again until I was near the edge, too. I knew that he wanted to make me cum with him. It worked. As I tipped over, I squeezed desperately around both of their lengths, twitching and squirming between their stiff bodies. Bakugo hissed at the overstimulation— It was enough to give me his knot, however. It popped through my entrance and into me to hold his cum right where it belonged. Shoto came inside of me with a pathetic moan that he hid in my neck as he scented me. The knot beside his own was too much to bear for him. It was too crowded. It was too tight. It felt too fucking good.

I cried as their knots plugged me.

They both cooed me like I was an upset pet who needed comfort from its owner. I didn’t mind. I enjoyed the way Bakugo collapsed onto my chest with his face still buried in my neck so that he could soak up my scent that he was so in love with; and I loved the way Shoto ran his cold fingers through my hair in an attempt to get me to relax after how much work I’d put in just to take them both during their ruts. I would have do it again, there was no doubt about it, but… It hurt. Now that my clouded mind was clearing up, I had enough sense to tell myself that I’d never be able to take them both like that at the same time ever again, even if we desperately tried. I supposed it was perfect timing, then. My heat started at the same time as their ruts. What were the odds of that?

I ran my fingers through Bakugo’s blonde hair to mimic Shoto’s soothing touch on me. “Feeling better?”

Bakugo nipped at my neck to play with me. “Don’t tease me right now, omega. I could break you if you’re mean.”

“I’d like to see you try,” Shoto warned, also being playful, before he leaned over my shoulder to kiss Bakugo.

I kissed their cheeks before melting into them. “Wake me up when you’re done.”

Their knots were still strong, and knowing them, especially during their ruts, they could stay stiff for a while, something I had to learn to deal with since we first mated. They liked it when I fell asleep with them still inside of me— Shoto tried to explain it to me once. He said that it was an Alpha urge that tugged at his heart whenever I was snug on his knot and felt safe enough with him to fall asleep in his arms, that I trusted him enough to take care of me like that. And I didn’t half mind falling asleep either when my eyes always got too heavy to keep open during my heats. When they inevitably calmed down every time, they always just slid out of me carefully to not wake me, and then they’d clean me up and look after me like any good Alpha would; but with both of them, I knew that there was no way they’d be able to sort it out themselves. They’d have to wake me up to warn me that I’d feel unbearably empty soon.

“You did so well for us, baby,” Shoto praised me. “Such a good omega.” He kissed my cheek before he slumped against the bed. “Get some rest for us.”

There was another smirk on Bakugo’s face that told me he might wake me for something besides pulling out of me, to which I returned a look that said he could fuck Shoto instead. We both smiled and kissed.

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luvrkay · 10 months

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Pro hero Katsuki who makes you ride him in his office as he does his paperwork. His right hand is busy writing while the other hand is rubbing fast circles on your clit.

It was two hours after he leaves to head to his hero agency that he texts you telling you he forgot his bento on the kitchen counter and asking if you can bring it to him sometime today.

It’s a little after noon when your pushing open the main entrance to Deku and Dynamight’s hero agency. You smile over at Izuku as you walk past his open office door, he gives you a polite hello in response.

You don’t bother knocking on Katsuki’s door, he knows your coming. He's sitting behind his desk, probably filling out all the necessary paperwork for the villain he put away yesterday. his eyes flick up at the click of the door, a smile gracing his handsome features.

he stands, walking around the desk until he's standing directly in front of you. he takes your face into his hands, pressing his lips into yours. "missed you" he whispers against your mouth.

"i missed you too Kat's" he takes the box out of your hands and places it down on the desk.

"i'll eat it later, besides i gotta finish this paperwork" he tells you taking your hands as he sits back down in his chair, pulling you down on his lap. you let out a quiet gasp when you feel his boner pressing against your ass.

thank fuck you wore a skirt

Katsuki grabs your jaw, turning your head. he presses his lips into your neck, sucking harshly on the skin, grinding up against you. "need you pretty girl" your thighs clench subconsciously, trying to relieve the ache in your core.

Katsuki uses one hand to lift you off of his lap, unzipping his pants and pulling out his fat dick, he pulls your skirt up to your hips. two of his fingers hook in your panties and he pulls them to the side, dipping his fingers into your pussy and feeling your slick coat his digits.

"fuck baby, already so wet" he drags his dick against your folds, nudging it against your swollen clit before he's pushing in. you moan out as Katsuki stretches you out.

you give yourself a few minutes to get used to the stretch before you start rolling your hips, feeling every delicious drag of Katsuki's cock along your walls.

Katsuki's arm wraps around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest and he moves the chair closer to the desk, one hand grabbing the pen he was holding before and the other going down to rub your clit, feeling you clench tightly around him.

"gonna cum Kats" you cry out, fingers pinching your exposed nipples. Katsuki hums against your neck.

"cum for me princess" he grunts before spilling deep inside of you

AN: I’m bored so I’m taking requests! Please don’t hesitate to send some in!

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linahopeeeee · 1 year

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in one of your stays you ask for an idea to write because ya were bored so here I am with an idea that I was dying to read but I can't get it down on paper:

what do you think about waking up in bed with a bad hangover, and finding baku and deku Very much naked, realizing you're naked yourself remembering that the three of you fucked like rabbits in a lot of different positions last night after returning drunk from a party trown by the bakusquad?

(bonus if make bkdk fucking eachother too, not only the reader 😏😏)

"I cant think straight, my Head is fucking pounding and there is a unholy amount of cum driping down my ass, I need a fucking shower" -reader at some point

Notes: this ended up being longer than i thought it was going to be tbh, but anyways here you go! hopefully it doesn't suck.

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Your head is pounding, and why is it so damn bright? You sit up with a groan, your muscles screaming at you, eyes still closed to attempt to keep out the harsh sunlight.

The first thing you realize is the fact that you’re naked, but you don’t think much about that, sometimes you sleep naked at home, but then then the sound of someone snoring next to you has your eyes flying open.

Green is all you see. Why are you in bed with Izuku? You look to the other side of you and your eyes widen when you see a shirtless Katsuki. Hesitantly, you lift the blanket off of your body, eyes widening when you see all three of you are naked.

Memories of last night begin to come back.

~~~~~~

Katsuki and a couple other people threw a party last night, and there was alcohol, so, so much alcohol. you spent the night drinking, dancing and having a great time.

Speaking of dancing, your currently grinding against Katsuki, as the blonde grips your hips and dances with you, whispering words of filth in your ear.

Izuku stands off to the side as he watches you and Katsuki dance, alcohol has a way of forcing the dirtiest thoughts in that head of his, and seeing the way your ass is pressed against Kacchan’s dick has his own twitching in his pants.

It wasn’t until everyone else had gone home and it was just the three of you left that’s when the actual party started.

“l-lets play a g-game!” izuku hiccups excitedly from the floor, tugging your arm and forcing you to sit on his lap

“what kind of game?” you ask, subconsciously wiggling your hips to get into a more comfortable position, forcing Izuku to bite back a moan.

Izuku begins stroking his chin as if he’s deep in thought, in reality he’s been thinking about this for the past hour. He knew it had to be a game that was easy for him to cheat but also a game that everyone knew how to play. “how about uno, with a twist” he says grinning mischievously

“I love uno!” you exclaim “but what’s the twist?”

“every time you lose the game you have to take off an article of clothing.”

Your eyes widen for a second as thoughts of Katsuki and Izuku naked in front of you floods your brain. “only if Katsuki wants you play” you stutter, gaze flicking towards Katsuki who’s smirking at the two of you.

He says nothing as he stands and walks over to the cabinet where all his games are and grabs the uno from the shelf. You watch with cloudy eyes as he walks over to the two of you, taking your bottom lip between your teeth and nibbling on it softly.

“she cant be sitting on your lap if we’re going to play” with that you scramble off of Izuku’s lap and crawl your way to sit on the floor between them, giving Izuku the perfect view of your ass.

Katsuki and Izuku share a knowing glance as Katsuki beings to pass out the cards.

Twenty minutes later and each of you have lost multiple pieces of clothes, you’re down to just your bra and panties, Izuku only has his boxers left and Katsuki still has on his shirt and boxers.

“how about for this last round we up the stakes? both of the losers have to take off everything?” Katsuki suggests, looking at both of you for your answer, smirking when both of you agree.

Izuku ends up winning and you and Katsuki are forced to strip down to nothing. Your arms instinctively come up to cover you from their eyes, but Katsuki stops you before then can.

“you don’t have to hide from us y/n” he says as he gently takes your wrist in his hands and move them back down to your side. You try to keep your eyes on his face but cant help but lower your gaze.

Your eyes widen as you take in his length, tongue poking out to lick your lips. “fuck” you mumble quietly, but they both heard you.

A chuckle rips through Katsuki “like what you see baby?” he questions, head cocked to the side. He expects for you to be shy, maybe attempt to hide your face like you usually do whenever he says something suggestive to you.

But to his surprise you don’t. “yes” you say boldly, eyes finally leaving his dick in order to look him directly in his eyes. The look in his eyes is enough to tell you that he wants this just as much as you do, so you waste no time pushing at his shoulders, forcing him to lay down as you straddle him, your lips on his instantly

The feeling on your bare pussy on his dick has him groaning into your mouth, your arousal coating him almost immediately.

Izuku watches as the two of you make out, hand palming himself over his underwear, before he makes his way over to you.

He fakes a pout “ah no fair! I want kisses too” he says, but to his surprise it isn’t you that grabs the back of his head and smashes your lips together, its Katsuki.

You watch the two of them with parted lips, hands moving towards your tits where you gently pinch your hardened nipples, moaning as pleasure courses through you. Katsuki moves on of your hands and begin pinching and tugging at one of your nipples.

A squeal falls from your lips and Izuku picks you up and begins walking you in the direction of the bedroom, Katsuki close on his heels. Izuku gently tosses you on the bed and crawls between your legs.

He licks a strip from your slit up to your clit, moaning as your arousal coats his tongue, before sucking your puffy clit into his mouth.

“fuck zu!” you whine, eyeing Katsuki as he walks past the bed and over towards the nightstand, grabbing something you cant see before walking behind Izuku. He pulls Izuku’s boxers down and applies a generous amount of lube to his fingers, rubbing it around Izuku’s rim, causing him to moan against your clit, the vibrations sending another wave of pleasure through your body.

Katsuki spends the next few minutes working Izuku open and Izuku continues his assault on your pussy, at some point he added his fingers and has been thrusting them deep inside your walls, curling them every so often, smiling against you as you gasp when they graze that spot that has you seeing stars.

You feel that familiar tightening in your stomach. but it isn’t until Katsuki pushes the tip of his dick inside Izuku’s tight rim and he moans against you that you finally tip over the edge, orgasm ripping through your body with a loud whine.

That’s how the rest of the night is spent, with Katsuki and Izuku pulling orgasm after orgasm from you until your sobbing into the sheets, forcing their loads into you and each other until everyone’s too exhausted to keep going.

~~~~~~

Your hand begins to shake Izuku awake, brain remembering the every little detail of the eventful night you all shared last night.

“what! Whats wrong?” Izuku asks, quickly sitting up. He looks around the room for any signs of danger, a look of confusion takes over his features when he doesn’t see any danger.

“what wrong is I can’t think straight, my Head is fucking pounding and there is a unholy amount of cum dripping down my ass, I need a fucking shower" with that you climb around Izuku and walk towards the bathroom, both of them following.

“we’re just trying to save water” Katsuki says with a smirk, you have a feeling this is going to be a long shower.

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