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rumisgf · 30 days
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"TOO PRETTY" - denki kaminari x black!reader
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summary: you're just so pretty. your face is just too much to resist, denki can't help himself. warnings: quirkless!au, college!au, oral (m!recieving + f!recieving), lots of praise, lowkey face fucking, corruption kink if you blink, denki straight babbling while you giving him top (my bad LMFAO), denks is just very horny and in very in love
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you're just too pretty.
the way your freshly done lashes bat up at him, how plush your cheeks look, how soft and plump your lips are- it's just too much. you're way out denki's league and he thanks his lucky stars you even let him breath the same air as you.
"whatcha lookin at, kami?"
your giggly, airy tone snaps him out of his trance. your head is laid on his chest, thigh draped over his legs. he swears he's dreaming right now: you're laying on him, in his bed with only his hoodie and shorts on. "baby.."
"you're too pretty for me." he sighs. you smile at him sweetly, flushing his cheeks even more. the thing is, he has no idea how whipped he has you. you bury your head into his chest, muttering a shy "thank you" as you try to hide how flustered just got. but no, he wants to see your face. he takes his hand and cups your cheek, taking you in. admiring all your features and completely adoring your pure beauty. and then,
"...are you hard?"
his dick wants to admire you too.
he can't do a thing but chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand. his hand then finds your thigh and massages your bare skin. "shit, sorry baby.. can't help myself with you lookin' like this." his voice becomes lower in tone, and he's now smirking. "well, you want help?" you ask sounding so painfully innocent. his eyes widen with both shock and excitement, his hard-on feeling much tighter in his loose sweatpants.
"i-i mean... please?"
you giggle at his response, biting your bottom lip. then, you lower hand to his erection, slowing palming him as your lips find his. he whimpers into the kiss, already grinding onto your hand.
denki had already found out you had never really got far with a boy before. you just never felt like you wanted to, not even after you had graduated and were exposed to the hookup culture in college. he was the only person you ended up falling in love with and feeling comfortable enough to be that vulnerable. although it was by choice, sometimes he gets hard just knowing he's your first. no- he gets so hard knowing he's the only boy who've you given head to, gotten head from, and importantly: the only boy who's been inside you. it boosts his self esteem more than he'd ever admit.
while he gets lost in the taste of your lips, he suddenly feels you pulling him out his boxers. he gasps at your touch as his hands finds yours at instinct. you look up at him as he breaks the kiss to pull down his sweatpants. "you want me to-"
before you can even finish the question, he lays on his back and pulls you toward him. he can't help his eagerness, he needs you bad.
you shuffle on the bed, laying down and positioning yourself in front of his lap. you take in the sight in front of you; precum already leaking out his raging, pink tip. his eyes are glued onto you, anticipating your next move. finally, you lean forward and begin kissing his tip. not even to tease- his dick is so pretty to you. almost as pretty as the soft sounds spilling out his mouth. "baby, please.. need you to work that pretty mouth f' me."
following his request, you begin to slowly take him in your mouth. his head throws back in pure bliss and he swears his eyes rolled to the back of his head. "f-fuck just like that, so good." he looks down at you; your curled lashes atop of your lids and your lips wrapped around his throbbing dick. he loves this.
"good girl, so pretty f' me... love you s-so much pretty.." his smooth, sweet voice is going straight to your cunt and you can feel yourself get wetter with his words. he cups your cheek, softly caressing the skin with his thumb. he subconsciously bucks his hips upwards, making a small gag come out your throat. "fuck baby- faster f' me please?
he likes letting you take your time with him and practically make love to his dick, but the tears budding up in the corners of your beautiful eyes is really doing something to him. looking up at him, you wrap your tongue around his length. you moan on him as you begin bobbing your mouth up and down, placing a hand on his lower stomach for support. "o-oh! oh shit- fuck baby~" his eyes squint as his hand moves to grip your hair (you'll surely kill him later after you come back to your senses, but he can't worry about that now). "mhm just like that, good girl.. look so pretty like this, mouth so pretty on my dick.."
a tear rolls down your cheek as you take all of him. he's definitely not small, you both know that. "s-shit..my pretty little slut. mhm? you're good little slut aren't you?" by the hum he felt vibrate on his dick, he knew that was your way of saying yes. "t-that's right- oh my god. suck me up just like that." you work your tongue around him, coming back up then swallowing every inch of him. you felt him twitch on your tongue and you knew he was close- if it wasn't for his grip tightening on your head. knowing this you blink up at him, making eye contact with him and he melts right there. "oh baby- don't do that gorgeous.."
but, he doesn't let himself break eye contact. he has to look at you when he finishes. "fuck baby 'm gonna cum soon, gonna- oh d-dont stop, please." you begin deep throating him much faster and earn a loud, pornographic moan out of him. by now you're slobbering all over his dick and denki is long gone. strings of moans leave his mouth as his legs flex, bending one of his knees. as you drive him over the edge he begins guiding your head up and down, creating his own pace. your eyes nearly shut and more tears threaten to come down your face. "gonna- fuck-! gonna fill up that pretty mouth, yeah? you gonna let me fill it up pretty girl?" you moan in response, and you're sure your slick is staining your shorts by now.
his hips grow a mind of their own as he starting bucking up into your mouth, pushing the tears out your eyes. "baby, sh-shit i'm-" his orgasm comes washing over him, cum beginning to spurt out his cock. "fuckkk.. c-cummin- baby i'm cumming-!" he spills out loud moans and curses as he shoots heavy loads down your throat, head thrown back into the pillow under his head.
you lift off him with a pop! sound, taking a minute to catch your breath. your hand strokes him slowly as he comes down from his high, then you lick him clean. the taste is slightly bitter, but still sweet. he's been eating better and staying hydrated for you, just for times like this. "taste good, kami~" you hum sweetly. half lidded and dazed, he looks down and smiles at you, reaching down to caress your cheek. "thank you, pretty baby."
he takes a moment to catch his breath, then he tugs his sweats back up. but, how could he not return the favor?
he pulls you up, laying you down and finding his way between your legs with a swiftness. instantly, he takes notice of the noticeably large wet spot that is 100% his fault. "want help, pretty?" he's teasing you on purpose, even though you just had him moaning and whimpering like a mad man. all you can do is nod and he basically rips off the clothing covering what he wants. now your dripping pussy is finally in front of his face. this is heaven. he can't help but admire it- this really is all for him. he looks up at you with the sweetest face, "such a pretty pussy~"
you whine, the sentence making you even more hot and bothered. he can't help but laugh, and his thumb finds his way to your clit "s' cute.." without missing a beat, he shoves tongue in your leaking hole, slowly thrusting it in and out. another whine falls out your lips, much longer with more volume. if he had any less self control, he'd cum again right now.
his tongue ran between your folds, finally replacing his thumb as he sucks on the sensitive bud. "k-kami~!" you cry out, your hands now gripping his hair. he laps at and kisses your clit at a steady pace. he moans against you, the taste of you making him rock hard again. but if that wasn't enough, he is reveling in your face right now. eyes rolling back, your soft lips parting as you moan for him, eyebrows slightly furrowed, you looked so perfect. "b-baby.. please.."
one thing he loved more than you choking on his dick: eating you out. you had the prettiest pussy, and you always get so wet. he can feel your slick start to drip down his chin. and he loved making it more messier than it already is- running his tongue through your folds and spreading your wetness everywhere. he thinks you look beautiful with your legs spread, shivering under his touch as he makes you cum.
"i-i'm gonna- fuckkk.."
he plunges his fingers into you, finger fucking you as he fully tends to your clit to bring you over the edge. you nearly scream, back arching off the mattress. strings of "m' cumming!" "fuck" and "kami~" stumble out your mouth frantically as you let go on his fingers. he lifts his head and slowly brings his fingers out of you. he looks up at you purposefully as he brings them to his mouth, licking his fingers clean. "taste so sweet, baby."
you giggle a bit, still dazed from your orgasm. he comes up from between your legs, kicking his sweatpants off in the process. he looks at you, basking in your beauty. "can we make love, beautiful? wanna show you how pretty you are." smiling, you nod. he kisses you, pressing his forehead against yours. his lips eventually move to your neck as he lines himself up at your entrance.
"you just look so pretty like this, baby. y' don't know what you do to me"
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darkmajesty-xo · 1 year
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the spark between us pt.1
18+ MDNI| himbo!kaminari , cherrychaser!shinsou, nerdy!reader
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this was an absolute disaster.
out of all the students in your soc theory class, the professor had paired you with none other than denki fucking kaminari.
why is this such a big deal ?
for starters, he’s an idiot. there isn’t an intelligent thought going on in that pretty blonde head. the only reason he was even enrolled at Yuuei University was athletics. he was set to go pro but the league required at least three years of college before an athlete could be drafted. school was literally a placeholder for him until he was able to do what he really wanted.
secondly, it would be extremely difficult to be partnered with this beautiful idiot because you had the hugest crush on him.
what’s not to like about kaminari ? he’s handsome, funny and charismatic—undeniably one of the most popular guys in school. a super bubbly, “life of the party, attitude that was the complete opposite of your shy, reserved nature.
he was also taken, so that ruined your chances of anything happening if you were even his type to begin with. as far as you knew, he’d never spared you a second glance. so, why was he walking over to your lunch table with his boyfriend in tow.
you knew shinsou a little better than kaminari—he was the son of your favorite professor and you had a couple classes together. on a few occasions he’d lean over to ask for the date or a spare pencil. and it definitely made your heart race when he’d whisper “thanks, kitty” , referring to your favorite headband, and wink before turning around.
okay, so maybe you had a crush on both of them but that made things even more difficult!
“hey, yn!” kaminari shouted as he approached.
god, he was so loud. half the cafe turned to look in your direction. you sunk in your seat silently praying that the ground would swallow you hole.
“helloooo— earth to yn. anybody home?”
he was getting closer and there was absolutely no way out of this, so you gave a small wave as he slid into the booth across from you. shinsou opted to sit next to you, throwing his long arm behind your head.
“hey, kitty. funny meeting you here” he smirked lazily, reaching into your lunch tray to pop one of the fries in his mouth.
“h-hi shinsou. hi k-kaminari” you replied, looking down at your fingernails. eye contact wasn’t your strong suit and it was especially intimidating with the two of them.
kaminari didn’t seem to notice. “no need to be so formal—all my friends call me kami or denki!”
“we’re not friends…” you mutter, sparing a glance at the blonde while chewing at your fingertips. seeing his pout made you immediately regret your words.
“ouch, sparky. sucks to be you” shinsou teases, taking another fry to throw at his boyfriend.
“dick” kaminari scoffs, before glancing back at you. there was the briefest moment that his honey brown eyes met your own before snapping back down. interesting, he thought to himself. “well, we may not be friends yet but i promise to win you over if you give me a chance ! whaddya say partner?”
he extends his hand for you to shake. they’re pale and pretty. with long veins popping out of the flesh and black painted fingernails. your mind flashes to thoughts of them caressing your body—would they be soft and smooth or rough and calloused ?
you knawed at your lip in contemplation. it wouldn’t hurt to try and be friends— you did have to work together anyway. and it would be nice to have someone to talk to outside of schoolwork. if you could manage to string together more than two sentences.
you dare glance up at his honey brown orbs for the briefest of moments before settling on his pouty lips.
“ohkay, k-kami” his lips curl into a smile as you extend your hand to meet his. static electricity courses through your fingertips causing you to yelp and pull back.
“looks like you two have chemistry” shinsou purrs, lazily fingering the tip of your cat eared headband.
kaminari looks at his boyfriend incredulously.
“no bro, i told you we have sociology!”
you and shinsou groan in unison. “whaaaat?” kaminari whines making you giggle. shinsou squeezes your shoulder and smirks down at you and heat immediately floods your face.
this is going to be a long semester.
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bleach-your-panties · 5 months
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●Texting your anime bf to show him your new nails!🍧💗💗
♡w/ denki kaminari, touya 'dabi' todoroki, and connie springer!
♡crack text fic!
(a/n: I got inspired to make these while scrolling my pinterest nail board lmao.
these aren't my designs!)
18+ /nsfw.
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hunterbunter3000 · 1 year
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.We're Just Buddies.
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Summary: Bakugou's girlfriend is making him feel things and he goes to confront her about it. Sucks that they're bad feelings.
Katsuki Bakugou × black!reader
Notes: Damn how do I suck at summary's as well? LMAO I DONT WRITE ALOT PLS HAVE MERCY this has been in my drafts for a while and its pretty short, so why not-- also why do I WRITE him so much he's not even my favorite🤨 (am I lying to myself rn🫠) ALSO REALLY SUPER SORRY THAT I'VE BEEN GONE FOR SO LONG
Warnings: jealousy, insecure Bakugou, suggestive talk and action so JUST TO BE SAFE 18+ MDNI college au(?) Its so quick tho, adult lovers Bakugou is in his 20s and so is reader, hurt/comfort, little drabble of sub!Bakugou because g o d that has me on a chokehold, mention of Kaminari x reader, Bakugou being treated like the princess he is
Reader: black, female, she/her pronouns, use of quirk but it's unamed, same height as Bakugou, bit of a dom!
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"Do you like him?"
Bakugou breathes heavily when that question seethes from his mouth. His eyes shielded by his blond hair, not wanting to look his girlfriend in the eyes when she answers the question that has been haunting him for the past month.
"Uhm.." She chuckles. Bakugou dragged her into their bedroom to ask a vague question? "What? Bakugou, what are you talking abo--"
"Do you. Like him." His voice almost cracks, but he wants to keep up his angry facade. No, he needs to. He can't cry in front of her.
She blinks as her face contorts into confusion. "Baby, you're gonna have to be more specific."
Fucking hell. Bakugou grinds his teeth. Does she want to torture him? This is already hard enough, he can't take much more if his heart is already breaking.
"Fuck! Denki! Denki fucking Kaminari! The yellow bitch who you always hang around, the guy who makes you laugh so much, the guy who you're always smiling with!" He yells out. His clenched fists are trembling, just like the rest of his body. Let's dub it as trembling with anger.
Her eyes grow wide. Oh, he's serious about this. "Bakugou--"
He interrupts her again. "Do you like him or not!?"
She sees the desperation and hurt in his bright saffron eyes. His thin eyebrows knitted together, making crevasses in his forehead. A moment of silence passes through the air, making it hard for Bakugou to breathe.
Her face stays neutral, yet her eyes are soft. Soft enough for Bakugou to see the truth. "Not the way you're thinking, no. I don't like him like that."
He doesn't believe it.
She smiles and walks closer to him to rub his arms in comfort. "We're just buddies! I--" He steps back from her, eyes going unfocused.
"Bullshit. I see how he looks at you. Like you made the fucking sun and life itself. And you just-- let it happen! I--"
"Katsuki."
That two-syllable name carried so much power, it made him shut up immediately as her velvety voice sliced through his mind. She never calls him by his first name unless she means business. And she means business.
He looks up at her, now sitting on his bed like a goddess on her throne. She does things effortlessly and gracefully. It makes sense for Denki to fall in love with her. She has him around her finger, just like Bakugou.
She taps beside her, beckoning Bakugou to sit next to her.
"Come."
Bakugou frowns. "Y/n, no." His voice betrays him, making it to be weak and cracked. She says it again, with just the same soft force she uses every time someone doesn't listen to her. "Come here."
He lets out a shaky breath and trudges slowly to her. He plops down next to her, her addictive scent taking over his mind. He always felt safe and small next to his girlfriend. And he feels it now; but he also feels like he's in trouble.
She puts her hand on his naked shoulder, goosebumps already forming from her gentle touch. "Remember what we talked about? About voicing our feelings better?" She says. Bakugou remembers. Instead of killing his vocal cords and exploding everything in anger like he used to do when he was younger, she taught him how to have better communication skills. Not just with her, but with everyone. He's gotten better. But it's just so easy to go back to the old habits.
Bakugou nods.
She hums. "I understand that you're mad. But, please. Talk to me like an adult. Not a kid."
That's right. They're not kids anymore. They're grown now. In college. Owning a shared apartment. Owning a car. Paying bills. Being pro-heroes.
And with a situation like this, it's best to have a sit down and talk about it thoroughly.
Bakugou breathes out. His fingers playing with each other. He's so tense you could throw a boulder at him and it would break. The quiet makes both of them feel on edge, but Bakugou needs to find the right words.
"When we go over to the dorms, and I see you and Kaminari play those stupid ass games," He can feel the anger bubble up again. He won't let it take over, so he clears his throat and takes a deep breath. "And I see you leaning on him, and how..."
It hurts him to say this.
"--Natural, it looks... I get this pit in my stomach that doesn't go away. Even if I leave the room, it's still there. It lingers for a long time. And then I get those thoughts in my head. That I'm not good enough for you. That I'm not caring, or attentive, or funny enough for you to act like that around me. I just... I get so jealous and angry that he--" He sniffs, nose getting runny. He can feel it. The tears welling up in his eyes. "That he might take you away from me. And I don't want that to happen. You- you mean everything to me. I love you so much and I'm sorry if I'm not good enough for you--"
A deep kiss stops him from finishing that sentence. He closes his eyes and melts into it, feeling at home.
"Don't you dare say that about yourself. Ever. Do you understand?" She frowns at him, hurt across her face because he said those horrible things about himself. He whimpers a little and nods. Her hands go up to his face and cradle his cheeks.
"Katsuki, baby, you are enough for me. You're honestly way more than I can ever imagine." She chuckles. She searches for his eyes, and when she finds them she smiles. Eye contact means everything to her. It's the doorway to the soul, and words have more meaning when you look into someone's eyes. "You're perfect for me. Your mind, your body, your soul. Everything. And also, Denki is my friend! I've known him since middle school. I've told you this."
Fuck.
His cheeks start to burn. "Oh. Right. I-"
"Forgot? Mhm, I can see that. But I understand where you're coming from. I have been hanging out with him more than I thought. And I forgot about my darling boyfriend." She kisses his forehead and draws him in for a hug. His arms go around her waist immediately as he molds into her. "I'm sorry, baby. Please voice how you feel more." Her voice is laced with care and sincerity. She cares for me. He thinks. He screws his eyes closed and sighs.
She loves me.
"I will. I will, I swear. I just- I missed you. S-so much." He whispers. Who knew a hunk of a man can shrink down to a vulnerable boy.
Bakugou sniffs, tears now falling on his cheeks. "You just do so much with him... I thought I felt you slipping and I panicked--" She shushes him delicately while massaging his scalp. That action always made Bakugou calm down and find serenity. He cries some more into her chest until she pulls away and looks at him.
"Baby I do such little things with him. He's not my focus." She coos. She bumps her forehead on his before whispering these words that made Bakugou's heart soar.
"You are."
Their lips connect in a deep, passionate kiss. All the insecurity splatters away from his mind. She loves me.
She loves me. She loves me. She loves me.
"Answer me this, Katsu. Who do I kiss every waking moment?"
He gulps. "Me."
She hums. Her legs drape over his lap, big hands going to her supple hips quickly.
"Who helps me when I have trouble doing my homework?" She slowly pushes him on the bed, neither of them breaking eye contact.
"Me."
Now laying on the bed, her nimble fingers go under his tank top. The weight of her fingerpads and the slight scratch from her nails feels heavenly.
"Who do I give presents to?" She says lowly, the moonlight hitting her skin perfectly.
Bakugou can't breathe. He can feel himself submitting to her. He's not complaining. "Me..."
She starts to peck his neck with soft kisses, making him groan.
"Who do I cuddle with at night when we sleep?"
He breathes heavily. "M-me."
They both lowly moan against each other. Her lips still kissing his searing skin, and her hands still caressing him. The tank top flew off somewhere, now his tanned skin now on display. Her fingers feel up his waist, his abs and his chest. Bakugou relishes in the feeling of being touched like this.
And being kissed like this.
He stifles a moan when she places a hickey on his collarbone. She sighs and whispers in his ear.
"Who do I pleasure almost everyday?"
He bites his lip and whimpers, tears forming in his eyes again.
"Me...!"
She giggles when his voice goes up an octave as she tweaked his nipples. It always made his brain turn into mush. Her hand cradles his blushing cheek.
"Who's name do I scream out at night?"
His heart feels like it's going to burst out of his chest. The teasing, plus this? Soul is gone.
His face turns into a shy emotion; eyelashes fluttering. "Mine..."
She smiles widely.
"Exactly. I am yours."
She kisses his lips again, like forming a signature for a contract.
"And who's name do you cry out when you're getting fucked?" She let's out a breath when she feels his hips buck into her. He lets out a broken whine.
"Y-yours."
She kisses him again, but with more force. More tongue. She's signing the contract again, and this is final. He moans in her mouth when she pulls on his hair.
She let's him breathe again, strings of saliva connecting to their lips. She wipes it off with her thumb and smirks.
"And you are mine."
Her eyes sparkle with a neon blue hue, and so does Bakugou's. He feels... different. But it's a good different. Like he can see from her eyes. And feel what she feels. He feels connected to her on such a universal level, he can't explain it.
"We belong to each other, Bakugou. We always will; ever since the first year in UA. That will never change. Understand?"
"Y-yes. I understand."
She smiles as she kisses his cheeks. Her arms go around his neck and pulls him into a hug.
"I love you, my darling baby boy. I always will." She whispers in his ear. Bakugou's cheeks heat up. His lips form into a soft smile.
"I love you too." He mumbles into the crook of her neck.
Such bliss, such peace.
Peace within him, within his mind. Bakugou's so lucky to have some one like her in his life.
After about ten minutes of comfortable silence, she speaks up.
"Denki is with Jiro and Shinso anyway. He doesn't like me like that."
Bakugou jolts. "Wait, whAT"
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Or something like that idk
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morosis-haze · 9 months
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𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬
Trying challenges with mha boys. Ft. Bakugou, Kaminari, Sero, Kirishima x Gn!Reader | Warning: slight implication of reader having an aim/gun quirk in Kirishima’s part, mention of drowning in Kaminari’s part
Examples of challenges will be linked with each of the boys
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Katsuki Bakugou
- sock challenge
- you’re explaining the rules and he’s getting into a position to attack you
-like damn couldn’t wait for every rule to be explained without looking like you’re about to tackle someone
- when you’re done saying the rules, and you both agree on being ready he waits for a second, then is on you the next second
- immediately has one arm wrapped around your waist to keep you still, and he’s trying to lean down using his other available hand to grab at your sock
- now you’re trying to flip out of his hold
- if you’re a very determined person who doesn’t give up easily then this is definitely about to be a lot of back and forth
-each time you get a hold of each other you push the sock down by an inch before the other gets away
-after what felt like forever and even though it wasn’t, Kaminari came into the room about to ask for something of Bakugou
-When Kaminari came in seeing the weird ass position y’all seemed to be in while grabbing at each other's socks, he started laughing like a hyena while pulling out his phone to take a picture
-You used this moment to your advantage with Bakugou distracted, yelling at Kaminari, you grab off his sock all the way
-This lead to both you and Kaminari laughing as you high-five at the victory you made
-Bakugou calls you a cheater and demands a rematch
Eijiro Kirishima
-trust shot challenge
-brings it up to you and says it will be good practice for you
- reassures you if you shoot him that he’ll be fine with his quirk, but where was the reassurance on you not getting hit
- you go first getting behind the counter and aiming a nerf gun at the cup on top of your boyfriend’s head
-you tried a few times
-first two shots almost hit the cup
-til you finally got it knocking the cup down, 3rd time was in fact a charm
-now it’s his turn which is where the problem comes in
-he wasn’t good…
-one of the shots he took was an inch off from hitting your ear
-made you jump slightly seeing the nerf bullet go by from your side all close
- “I got it! I got it! don’t worry!”
- uhm lies you should be worried
- he’s hitting things all over next to you
-it was a shame when that pretty vase had to go
-next thing you know your back got hit
-you turn to face him not knowing this fool was shooting multiple times all quickly
-now he hit your temple
-when he realizes he gasps all dramatic
-“Babe, I’m sorry really! I did not mean to aim there”
-“Eijirou hand me the gun…now”
-it was time for revenge on the redhead
Hanta Sero
- lean challenge
- both of you saw it and wanted to make an attempt
- first time he wasn’t ready and you were about to slip out of the hold he had on your ankle
-quickly had to get you with his quirk before you just fell on the floor
-now you’re giving him a slight glare as he laughs nervously scratching the back of his neck
-try again and he gets it more together but you do swing a bit which made you think you were about to hit something
-eventually you get it together
-now it's your turn to lean him down and bring him back up
-yeah there were really no good first attempts from either side
-both of you falling on the floor
-laid out giggling at the failure to complete this
-takes a bit longer for you to properly keep him in your hold
-neither of you take it as a personal win just celebrate with each other for getting it done
Denki Kaminari
- high pour challenge
- brought it up to you
- he’s laughing already while positioning the camera just thinking about what might happen
- you didn’t fully understand what the point of this would be but you went along with it
-you didn’t go first arguing he was “about to drown you”
-he accepted it smiling not caring for the order he just wanted to try it
-when you first aim at his mouth you pour lightly
-“C’mon you do better than that”
-he’s egging you on to get it done faster what a mistake that was
-next thing you know he’s gargling and spitting it out
-“See this is why I didn’t wanna do it quickly.”
-you go to him patting his back for good measure, looking at him like he’s an idiot
-he only laughs and you feel slight concern for your boyfriend
-“It’s fine let’s just try again or we try on you now!”
-“Denki, no absolutely not, you’re not trying that on me.”
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pervysenpaix · 2 years
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Just thinkin’ bout Fratboy!Bakusquad and MeanRoomate!Mina corrupting poor sweet preppy reader ☹️
18+MDNI| tw! dubcon, coercion, filming, college au, aged up 🧡, reader wears glasses, reader is kinda nerdy, corruption , dacraphyllia <-did I spell that right ? Lmao
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When you first moved into the dorms of Yuuei you never expected to be walking into a hell house. Your roommate was so nice and polite in the beginning—a pretty upperclassman who pretended to be all sweet and interested in front of your family but as soon as they left that went all out the window. She spent the next half hour berating you—‘making fun of your “childish” little argyle sweater & plaid skirt combo and teasing you for the thick frames that sat on the bridge of your nose, claiming that you’d probably look halfway decent if you lost them. Which seem to happen a lot. You’d wander around the dark apartment at night bumping into things because you couldn’t find your glasses ! Little did you know Mina was snickering from her place on the couch watching you bend over and search for them—the outlines of your puffy pussy made visible by the low lights of the tv. She’d definitely make fun of you for the little hearts on your panties. Quickly sliding her finger under the band and snapping it against your skin just to hear you yelp and see your eyes water. She’d call you a baby and say that you shouldn’t overreact but your cheeks weren’t the only thing getting wet. It’s always so much worse when she brings her friends over. They’re big and loud and rowdy and scary ☹️. The two blondes are the loudest, they’ll call you horrible yet confusing names like “thickums”, “pretty whore” or “chunky little bimbo”. It always made you so upset and whenever you pouted they’d pull you on their lap and grind against you urging to show them your crybaby tears. The black haired one was more relaxed but he was still just as mean. He’d down right insult you and say that you weren’t even worth his time but he’d be pinching your thighs and groping your tits. You can complain all you want about it hurting and leaving bruises but that’s just going to make him go harder. The redhead pretended to be all nice and sweet but he was by far the worst of all! He’d corner you in the kitchen whenever you were preparing snacks and press his hard body behind you, resting his head on top of yours as he watched you slice the tomatoes for the sandwiches. Your hands would be so shaky because you could feel his dick grinding against your ass, and when you finally nicked yourself he’d call you “dumb girl” and suck the blood from your finger. The only time any of them had anything nice to say to you was when Mina had you bent over on the living room floor with her fingers pressing against your sticky clit and her tongue in your ass. The boys would shower you in praises saying that you look so beautiful like this and that you were made to be their little cumdump. They’d definitely take turns ruining your sweet little cunny. A fat dick in each of your holes thrusting simultaneously while the fourth boy fucks Mina. Don’t worry they take such good care of you afterwards so you almost don’t mind it when they start teasing you again.
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ouch-thats-harsh · 2 years
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Sero: *High* I had a dream where I was at a buffet and just went round sampling everything until management told me off for not having anime hair while scooping ice cream so Jack Black with pink hair had to get it for me.
Kaminari: *somehow even higher* woah dude
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whysageee · 27 days
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𓏲 ₊˚๑ ꒰𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈!꒱ ໑‧₊˚.ꪆ
˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
˚₊‧꒰ა [𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒊 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓] ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
✮𝑭𝒆𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓
✮𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓
˚₊‧꒰ა [𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆] ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
𓆩♡𓆪𝑫𝒐𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓
𓆩♡𓆪𝑺𝒖𝒃 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓
𓆩♡𓆪𝑫𝒐𝒎 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓
𓆩♡𓆪𝑺𝒖𝒃 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓
𓆩♡𓆪𝑭𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇
𓆩♡𓆪𝑺𝒎𝒖𝒕
𓆩♡𓆪𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔
𓆩♡𓆪𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒔(𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆)
𓆩♡𓆪𝑬𝒄𝒕.
˚₊‧꒰ა [𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊 𝒘𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆] ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
𐙚𝑺𝒄𝒂𝒕
𐙚𝑽𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒕
𐙚𝑰𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒕
𐙚𝑷𝒆𝒅𝒐𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒂(𝑨 𝒇𝒆𝒘 𝒆𝒙𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔)
˚₊‧꒰ა [𝑭𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒔 𝒊 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓] ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
♡𝑴𝑯𝑨 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔
♡𝑲𝑵𝒀(𝑫𝑬𝑴𝑶𝑵 𝑺𝑳𝑨𝒀𝑬𝑹) 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔
♡𝑱𝑱𝑲 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔
♡𝑻𝒐𝒌𝒚𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔
♡𝑵𝒂𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒐 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔
♡𝑩𝒐𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒐 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔
♡𝑨𝑻𝑳𝑨 (𝑨𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓) 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔
♡𝑯𝑼𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑿𝑯𝑼𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔
♡𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑨𝑷𝑶𝑻𝑯𝑪𝑨𝑹𝒀 𝑫𝑰𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑺 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔
♡𝑴𝒀 𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑷𝒀 𝑴𝑨𝑹𝑹𝑰𝑨𝑮𝑬 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔
♡𝑨𝑶𝑻 (𝑨𝒕𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒏) 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔
♡𝑩𝑳𝑨𝑪𝑲 𝑩𝑼𝑻𝑳𝑬𝑹 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔
♡𝑫𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑯 𝑵𝑶𝑻𝑬 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔
♡𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆….
𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚! 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒅: https://forms.gle/bDGeFTs2XEzw8yQX8
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ias2xoo · 1 year
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denki kissing ur stretch marks asking you to promise to never do it again for him ok? 🥺
him 100% listening to kpop but he’s also an avid kdrama watcher and sometimes him & katsuki exchange recs
his birthmarks consisting of little lightening bolts
he’s bi4bi and t4t hate to say it
him shooting lil shocks through you when he cums
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vampvvy · 4 months
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Masterlist requests open.
Vj here and i’ll write about pretty much whatever and for whomever.
I will write NSFW along with SFW. Minors are allowed on the blog for what is SFW but will be blocked if you interact with anything NSFW.
Fandoms:
Black butler.
Haikyuu.
Genshin.
Jujutsu Kaisen.
Sk8 The Infinity.
Miraculous.
Harry Potter.
My Hero Academia.
Chainsaw Man.
Attack On Titan.
Creepypasta.
One piece.
Spiderman.
Horror Slashers.
Blue Exorcist.
Sally Face.
Obey Me.
Resident Evil.
Hunter x Hunter.
Tokyo Ghoul.
Demon Slayer.
Naruto: Shippuden.
Fullmetal Alchemist.
Zelda:BOTW
If you have any questions on any other fandoms feel free to ask.
Have fun requesting..
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rumisgf · 4 months
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— ATTRACTIVE THINGS HE SAYS/DOES
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includes: katsuki bakugou, denki kaminari, shoto todoroki
warnings: college!au, black reader obv, suggestive, she/her pronouns used once
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KATSUKI BAKUGOU
you can try to get pouty or sassy with him if you want to, but it is not a game you will win. one thing he likes is checking yo ass (cs he knows you secretly get a kick out of it).
“fix that attitude ‘fore i fix it for you.”
and he does not let you smart mouth him at all. he’s the sassy one, not you babes.
“what’chu say?”
you start trynna cuss at him or give him more attitude? he’ll deadass look to the left, to the right, behind him, then look back at you and be like “oh, you talkin’ to me?”
“ay, watch yo mouth.”
possessive in not a toxic way but still obvious
he cares a lot about your grades and he’ll memorize your classes so if you decide to skip a day or two, he’s texting you making sure you at least did your work
and like y’all are still in highschool, he’ll deadass take your phone if you need to catch up and keep it in his pocket
“uh uh, yer not gettin’ this back until you finish. we clear, baby?”
unconsciously flexes his jaw when he stretches
digs his tongue into his cheek whenever he’s focused and furrows his eyebrows
bakugou manspreading. that’s all.
if he sees someone trying to flirt with you he will deadass laugh in their face
moves you out of the way by grabbing your waist
if he wants you to sit with him he simply pats the spot next to him (or sometimes his lap) and is like “c‘ mere”
if you couldn’t tell, yeah he likes to give orders (☺️)
speaking of orders, knows your food order from every place you like by heart
and is the one who sends your food back if they get your order wrong
“yo, excuse me! yeah send this shit back she didn’t want pickles on her shit.”
he actually talks to older adults very respectfully
as he got older, he matured and his manners towards his professors is definitely one of the things that swept you off your feet
DENKI KAMINARI
he knows damn well when you missed him and loves to be especially affectionate just to have you all shy under his touch and with his words
“hi pretty babyy”
“aww, am i making you nervous?”
“you miss me my princess?”
“you’re real cute, y’know that?”
when you achieve something like learning how to play a game he’s showing you or doing good on an exam he always says things like “see, there you go” “good job, baby ‘m so prouda you”
he’s very attentive to you, he lets you be clingy whenever you want
taps his pencil gently with his fingers or plays with his rings whenever he’s trying to focus hard on something
then when he’s confused he runs his fingers through his hair with furrowed eyebrows and his lips pouted up
always responds with “yes, baby?” whenever you say his name to get his attention
and to make sure he’s not neglecting you all the time when he sits down to play video games he has you either cuddled up in his lap, sitting between his legs on the floor, or laying your head on his lap depending on how he’s sitting
no matter who he’s with always greet you with “hi baby” or “hey babe”, he has absolutely no shame showing affection to you
definitely participate in all those tiktok slideshows where people show off they girlfriends
pulls you into his lap by the waist
<< his morning voice 33
getting to go to the gym with him or at least see him after he goes to the gym is a true blessing bc his messy hair immediately makes him 10x hotter
always hugs you tightly and wraps both arms around your body
and loves hugging you from behind
hypes up every post you make and spams your comments
SHOUTO TODOROKI
when he gets mad it makes you feel all hot, especially because it’s rarely directed at you
his voice. that’s all.
he’s so polite and treats you like the highest human being on earth (as he should)
“are you alright, my love?”
“i’m so sorry my angel, let me make it up to you please.”
“here, i’ll carry that for you love.”
“goodnight my princess, i’ll be dreaming about you.”
he hugs you with his whole body, making sure he can feel every inch of your skin pressed up on his.
and he makes you do it to, pulling you in by your waist flush against his stomach.
makes sure to hold your hand every time he’s walking you somewhere because your safety is a priority to him
always ask before he does things, he hates feeling like he’s making you uncomfortable. “can i kiss you?” “is this okay? “you sure you want to, lovely?”
contrary, to popular belief he’s way too good at eye contact
and then gets confused when you become all flustered even though he’s staring into your eyes as you speak
“what’s wrong? is there something on my face?”
but eventually you admit how nervous it makes you, and he takes note
so now, he especially looks you in your eyes during conversation
“hmm? go ahead sweetheart i’m listenin’.”
whenever he’s studying for an upcoming exam, he leans back more in his seat and when he goes to stretch, his shirt lifts up and reveals his lower stomach
he comes well dressed no matter how bad of a day he’s having or what time he woke up
whenever he walks in a room, trust he got that shit on (because he’s way too rich to be dressed like a fool)
his dorm is always clean: bed’s always made, has a specific shelf for school supplies, etc
him cursing. that's all.
whenever you fall asleep on his chest he holds you tight under his free arm with his hand over your head, just because he wants so bad to protect you
in general tends to be protective
keeps a hand on your waist at events, walks next to the road on the sidewalk and will make sure you dont, puts his hand in front of you if the car stops too hard, all that
© rumisgf
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jazzgutzz · 2 years
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SELF CARE ... t. amajiki + black fem!reader
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⪼ warnings: none, fluff! (very fucking short)
⪼ synopsis: showering with a stressed out amajiki :(
cw/tags: not proofread!!!! , established relationships, fem(?) reader, brief best friend!deku, heavy self projection on the reader (m’sorry!!), nonsexual showering, sluggish (clingy) tamaki, tamaki spoils y/n, lmk if i missed anything!..
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Hot water drops melted against your skin, your body facing towards the shower wall. Letting the water above you run over your face and neck, along with the rest of your body. Your shoulders adjust to the temperature - relaxing fully.
The current occupied bathroom was decorated in an all somewhat creamy white and gray-ish furbishing. A white vase filled with partially loomed orchids sat comfortably on the counter next to the sink. Lavender and hints of an ocean breeze scent roamed the khaki-beige tiled walls.
It was the weekend and you were off for the two days. Your job as Dekus’ assistant wasn’t usually so hectic but ever since the pandemic hit, criminals have (expectedly) established more ways to deal with quirk enhancers. Meaning more calls to deal with and late nights with just assisting the poor number one hero stay up on his feet. He was amazing at his job + an amazingly helpful best friend, giving you occasional raises for the helping hand. You’d offer to stay and work over the weekend but he forced you to take it off just because of how early you’d go in.
Assistant to a Prohero was never your first choice in career … that was until Deku had suggested the idea of it. You didn’t oppose the idea considering the pay was just incredible.
But now, money wasn’t that much of a concern ever since you started going out with the shy and remote hero; Sun Eater. You’ve known each other since your junior year at U.A. Quite frankly, it was damn near hard as sandpaper to get to know this boy. His intimidation was one thing, a certain reason why it took so long for you to talk to him. But his willingness to get comfortable with someone other than Fatgum, nejire, mirio and that other spikey red (meat) head - started to cloud and engulf both your heart and mind.
Tamaki had fallen for you - like hard. Eventually after a year, and some months if you will, he grew more comfortable around you; as if you were a piece of something he never knew he needed. You managed to get into his thickly indigo covered skull. Soon after; a date was planned out, and so here you are; in the shared penthouse you both loved so dearly.
He takes care of you like his life depends on it. Most days he won’t let you lift a finger to work. He’d carry you everywhere on his shoulders if you let him.
Old messy finger drawings of hearts with; “tama + y/n” in the middle of it faintly appear on the fogged up mirror. Caught up in the most relaxing shower you’ve had this whole week, you didn’t catch the usual sound of tamakis’ work gear hitting your wood floors. The bathroom door left wide open considering you dragged yourself in the shower in the first place. Heavy footsteps drawing closer to the bathroom until a slouched over tamaki appeared in the doorway, leaning on the frame.
“Feel free to join me." You spoke, turning back around, gathering water in your hands and running it over your face. Adjusting your bonnet due to it sliding down your forehead.
Tamaki discarded his briefs and stepped inside the shower, pushing his hair out his face to get a look at you. A soft sigh leaving his lip as he moved closer and rested his head on your shoulder.
“Long day hmm..?” Your hand coming behind your head to caress his chin and jaw. Your thumb massaging circles into his skin. Water lightly running down his hair and coming into his face, some running behind his ear somewhat as he responded with a tired hum. You turned around to face him, being careful not to bump his chin.
Grabbing both sides of his face, you stare at him. Analyzing things on his face that make him absolutely perfect; tiny scars painted across his nose and forehead along with a few faint beauty marks. Plum and pink colored eye bags popping out. He stared at you with loving eyes, also admiring your imperfections that made you perfect in his eyes.
Your hands moving up to comb his hair, running your fingers through his scalp in the process. You softly brung his head down to your level to kiss the bridge of his nose. You grabbed the shampoo bottle, and poured the watermelon scented liquid into your hands, rubbing the content in your hands before lathering his hair with it - his head lowering some to accompany your height.
Hands traveling to the back of his head to massage his upper neck with the soap, his head raising some to look at you again. Both of you meeting eyes. You smiled sweetly, hands moving and forming his hair into a messy-soapy mohawk. You giggled quietly, still playing around with his hair as he rubbed gentle circles into your hips.
“It’s running down my face.” Tamaki said hoarsely, “Oh!’ You grabbed his washcloth, swiping over his forehead carefully to not press down so hard, “I'm sorry baby.”
You rinsed his hair and soon after and applied conditioner. You grabbed his black luffa, applying some Apple & Honey body wash to it. You lathered his neck, shoulders, and arms. “Didn’t I buy this for you?” He asked looking down at his arms that seemed a little too soapy, though he didn’t mind, knowing how you always went overboard on things.
“You buy me too many things to keep up with.” You joked, now washing his chest, stomach along with his waist. He smiled and replied quietly with a teasing tone, “you never seem to complain about it.”
“Shut up and turn around.” You giggled out. Tamaki turned to reveal his toned and scarred back. Running the luffa over his stiffened muscle, “we should take a genuine spa day.. y’know whenever you’re free again..” you suggested while squeezing the bundled up fabric, watching it release warm water over his back.
“That’d be a nice outin-“
“And I would pay for it.” You interrupted.
“I didn’t even say anything.”
“I could feel it coming, a.j.” He smiled at the nickname.
You recently started calling him A.J, even though his initials were T.A. It was something you didn’t even think about, something that popped from the top of your head. It was cute and somewhat fitting in a weird way. Tamaki didn’t seem to mind it - considering he’ll giggle or give a placid smile. He didn’t have any nicknames for you and it didn’t bother you either, but he’ll occasionally call you peachy whenever you have a random burst of energy (it didn’t make sense to you but you allowed it).
Tamaki soon turned back around to face you again. His hair coming down gorgeously to his shoulders. “You should start wearing you hair down.” You suggested while pushing some hair behind his adorable elf ears.
“I physically cannot do that,” he started smiling, “every time I try to wear it straight down - it’s always comes coming back up…like some 2013 emo.”
You snorted at his little joke, unexpectedly. Trying to now rinse the conditioner out of his hair you lay it down on the sides of his face in a somewhat goofy way.
He chuckled at the feeling, his shoulders bouncing some. “You could always straighten it… like with flat irons-“
“Tamaki Ama-fucking-jiki I love you way too much to start damaging your hair.”
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bleach-your-panties · 6 months
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🖤⚡️alternative/punk!bf denki w/ his black gf
...who
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(they are 3rd years)
◇loves to push her hair away from her neck and kiss it and her ears. loves to just touch her ears and neck randomly.
◇will grab her hair and make a makeshift ponytail while fucking doggy style, getting head, or kissing her neck.
◇wears black rings made of smooth, cold marble. found them at HT, along with an entire pack of over 100 rubber wristbands in all different colors with different sayings on them.
◇wears his hair back in a little ponytail sometimes (likes when she pulls it when he's giving her head❤️)
◇drives with his hand gripping the very bottom middle of the steering wheel. pretty ass hands with those rings and wrist bands👅
◇ is a total pokemon nerd. nicknames for each other : Pikachu and (fav Pokemon). played Pokémon Go religiously when it came out. plays all the games on his Switch. will definitely ask her to prom with a pokeball and roses. "I Choose You"
◇will finger her from the back with two fingers, rubbing his rings against her clit to get her super wet. pushes them insanely deep and cups her pussy with his palm.
◇has long thin fingers with prominent veins running alongside them. look pretty when wrapped around her neck or pushed to the hilt inside her pussy.
◇super supportive boyfriend. always hypes her up and does Tik Tok dances/trends with her.
◇makes sure she wears her bonnet before bed and will put it back on for her if it slips off during the night. 🥺
◇is interested in her hobbies/daily routines. will sit like a puppy and watch her apply makeup. never tells her she doesn't need it because if she wants to, she can and it just enhances her beauty anyway 💗
◇likes to play in her skincare products and then pouts when he gets told off
◇both are very afraid of the dark and he will panic despite having a quirk that can produce light.
◇gf hates horror movies and games, but plays horror games IN THE DARK then needs cuddles from her when they get too realistic and he can't sleep in his own room cuz he's scared.
◇gf will lay up with him all day while he plays video games with the boys. lays on his back, too and watches, even helps by letting him know where the enemies are that he can't see. watches his blind spots.
◇has definitely gotten head and then fucked her during game night with the mic on mute.
◇grabs her ass unconsciously out of pure habit. likes to press his crotch against it whenever theyre standing really close, especially while she's in her school skirt and no one is paying attention.
◇will put his hand up her skirt in the front or back when he wants some. pulls her to the locker room or utility closet.
◇loves to pick her up and have her legs wrap around him.
◇wears t-shirts, basketball shorts, socks, and athletic slides when relaxing.
◇dresses in mostly black and yellow. plaid, flannel, ripped jeans, cargo pants/shorts, platform Converse, Vans, studded belts, chokers, and bracelets. dangling earrings.
◇buys her cute jewelry and accessories (especially anklets, so he can watch them dangle by her ears when they're fucking). bought her one with his initials and a little lightning bolt on it.
◇has piercings; eyebrow, tongue, snakebites, tongue frenulum, septum, earlobes.
◇whispers in her ear "how do you want it?" before they start having sex. gentleman. 😌
◇sits in the nail shop with her and even helps choose colors/designs.
◇djs on the weekends as a side gig to make money and also works at Pizza Hut. she tags along to his gigs for moral support.
◇has definitely given her and her friends free pizza and will randomly show up at her house to give her pizza and other treats. made her a heart-shaped pizza on Valentine's Day and delivered it dressed as Cupid.
◇is very musically talented. can play bass guitar, keyboard, and drums. sings, raps, writes music, and of course dj's. can dj with old school turn tables. uses his MacBook to create his own mixes.
◇was actually very shy about approaching her at first. he flirts a lot but only to girls he doesn't really have a strong attraction to.
◇lets her paint his nails black. keeps them very neat and dies inside when they chip. immediately goes to her for a "fill-in".
◇dated Ibara Shiozaki and Reiko Yanagi from class B (not at the same time). neither relationship lasted long.
◇HAS BRACES. they're black. embarrassed of them, but all the girls in class say they make him look cute. gf adores them. punched a dude in the face for calling him Braceface.
◇plays music while gf sings. these sessions are usually late at night and are very therapeutic for them.
◇is sweet, kind, hard-working, loves his gf and spoils her and she him.
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ipseitydelrey · 4 months
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hi! can you do denki x black fem reader who has long thick locs? just general headcanons and fluff about denki x black female reader please (also for some more insight can reader have water quirk but like it’s not basic and is very powerful)
(have a good day/night)
such a cute idea !! i hope you have a good day/night too
headcanons ☆ denki & your locs
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ship denki kaminari x black!fem!reader
warnings none !! pure fluff <3
a/n as a disclaimer, i’m white; i ended up doing a ton of research about the history of locs and how to take care of them (i used this website as a guide while writing the headcanons). if i end up getting anything wrong, please let me know so i can correct it!
also i feel like this definitely could have been written better. i’ve been having a creative block lately, but i still really wanted to write this. i hope it’s still enjoyable !!
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★ when you passed the entrance exams, you were expecting ua to have a strict dress code, which includes hairstyles.
★ luckily the ua dress code is really flexible !!
★ due to your hydrokinesis quirk causing humidity problems, you found it better to have your hair in locs.
★ you only had locs for about five or six months, so they are still locing, meaning that most of them are quite puffy and thick.
★ 90% of the time your locs are down, but during training sessions (either during class time or when you’re training with denki) you like to put your hair up!
★ you never really let people touch your hair, but one day you needed help with detoxing your locs.
★ of course the only person who was in the dorms at the same time was denki.
★ since you trust him enough, you asked if he could help, to which he happily agreed!
★ you spent at least ten minutes trying to explain to denki how the process works, but he kept getting confused.
★ “but why are you using baking soda? i don’t think it tastes good with the vinegar.” “…what do you think baking soda is?” “…” “denki, do you eat baking soda?” “can we start the detoxing now?”
★ when you’re soaking your dreads, you get denki to massage the locs to thoroughly cleanse them.
★ you swear that if the whole hero thing doesn’t work out for him, he should be a masseuse. he doesn’t just massage your locs, but also your scalp.
★ so considering that you have to not move for upwards of twenty minutes, he really helps with relaxing.
★ when it came time to condition the dreads, he also does it for you. throughout the detoxing process, you can honestly just relax and let denki do all the work, following your instructions.
★ an extra thing he does during detoxing is compliment your hair and ask how you loc your hair and maintain them. again, you explain and again, denki asks many questions. you think it’s cute how hyper he is about your hair!
★ of course, after you finish, you thank him and he gets all blushy while assuring that it’s “no problem!”
★ you still don’t let people touch your hair. except for one exception: denki!
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again, please lmk if i got anything wrong !! i wanna make sure it’s accurate 🫶
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liyawritesss · 1 year
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Eu tenho um pedido muito fofo sobre Mha Que tal um Bakusquad (ou apenas Sero Hanta) xs/o fem com um cabelo comprido como Rose Quartz? e até a perculiaridade é fusão!! (´。✪ω✪。)
ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴡ/ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴏɴɢ, ᴠᴏʟᴜᴘᴛᴜᴏᴜꜱ ʜᴀɪʀ
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Characters: Ashido Mina, Sero Hanta, Kaminari Denki
Genre: Headcanons
Synopsis: How would some members of the BakuSquad react to your voluminous hair?
Warnings: none
A/N: The translation of this request which the requestor so graciously clarified is basically how would the members of the bakusquad react to reader having very long and thick hair like that of Rose Quartz from Steven Universe. Hopefully this clears things up a bit!!
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Ashido Mina
Mina absolutely adores it. At first she genuinely thought it was a wig, or at least it had something to do with your quirk, but after learning that it was indeed all you, she turns sheepish, not very proud of her previous behavior regarding the matter.
If anything she might ask for your help in taking care of her own curls - she sees how healthy and shiny your hair is and she absolutely has to know your secrets!
You’ll have braiding sessions - your hair is perfect for her to practice boxbraids and other styles on - and wash days in the dorms are now even more hectic, because Denki can’t keep his curious self away from your products and suddenly you're down a bottle of shampoo and Denki’s laughing in the corner thinking shit’s funny.
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Sero Hanta
Hanta, like Mina, originally thought it was a wig of sorts, or was somehow related to a quirk you had, so he wasn't all that impressed. But when he learns that it's all your hair, he becomes overly intrigued by it.
He's constantly asking questions about how you'd get it to such a length, how come it's so volumes, can you actually use it during battle in pair with your quirk? Very curious boy. Also, with your permission, likes to compare the difference in texture between your hair and his.
If he begs enough you'll probably teach him how to braid with your hair. Although he doesn't do a variety of styles, he does like to do the various little braids here and there, and he also likes to add on beads to them. The little sounds they make when clicking together when you walk brings a smile to him cuz yeah, he did that!!
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Kaminari Denki
Denki's fascination with your hair is….very childlike. As in, he won't stop touching it, gawking at it, if he could the boy would stuff his face in the voluptuous curls just to get a feel for them. When denki's intrigued, he knows no boundaries
Though you did have to tell him good time to stop touching your hair without permission (and the way you did it kind of scared him into asking a little too much sometimes). So he'll randomly in class just lean in to your ear and ask if he can touch your hair
His fixation with your hair is the same as his fixation with Ojiro's tail. It keeps him grounded and focused when paying attention to material being taught in class. It's also just a stimulation thing for him to channel out his unknown bolts of energy.
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shinsouscatpisssmell · 7 months
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Chapter 3
Chapter warnings:// none
Chapter summary:// the ball is here! and tension are on the rise as you bring tamaki as your date.
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As the chilly air nipped at your nose, you took Tamaki's hands, grateful for his assistance as you disembarked from the carriage. The Todoroki mansion glowed with the warm light emanating from various areas, instantly triggering memories of a time when you were once a playmate in this very place. Running around with the future crown prince and the slightly older Tamaki, you recalled the bittersweet moments of your childhood. Tears were shed when Tamaki was taken away for princely training, until the gates closed following the disappearance of the first-born prince. Despite the twists and turns in your stomach, the happy memories associated with the mansion provided a comforting warmth as you made your entrance.
"Now entering the future crown princess and future duchess to the L/N estate, accompanied by the future count of the Amijiki estate," the announcer's voice sounds surprised, and the crowd, too, is taken aback as the person by your side is not your betrothed. Ignoring their reactions, you proceed down the long steps, feeling engulfed by the crowd, only realizing minutes into the conversation that Tamaki is nowhere to be found. Excusing yourself to go outside for some fresh air, you step into the cold night, letting the brisk air wash over your face, enjoying the tranquility until the music grows louder for a brief moment before the door clicks open.
"Lady Y/N, do you have a moment?" The voice of the man you've been ignoring all evening prompts an eye roll from you. "I suppose, but only for a moment, as I'm sure Sir Tamaki is wondering where I've gone." You turn around, leaning against the ledge. "Ah, yes, you were always close to Sir Amijiki. I remember you two always playing together." Izuku's voice coughs lightly, and you respond, "Yes, he is precious to me. That's why I came tonight with him." You can hear Izuku attempting to justify his actions, mentioning that he was only dancing with Lady Uraraka as friends. Frustrated, you retort, "How is it acceptable for you to come with a friend, but I cannot?" He counters, "It's unseemly for a lady to come with another man, Lady Y/N. Don't you understand the rumors that follow your newly acquired title and how it reflects on me?" Fed up, you retort, "Ah, yes, there it is, how it reflects on you. You have no concern for me; you only wish to preserve your image. Please, continue enjoying your evening with Lady Ochako. Good day, Prince." Dismissing him, you left the terrace, embarking on a night stroll, unaware of someone who had overheard the entirety of your exchange. On the walk you had discovered the mansion the ball was being held in by itself was tremendous. The ball alone was breathtaking, with glistening crystals and elegantly dressed individuals, resembling a scene from a fairy tale. However, if someone were to inquire about your whereabouts, you would confidently say you were in the garden. Filled with an array of flowers, it reminded you of the times you would pick them for your father during playdates at the Todoroki estate. But among all the blossoms, it was the blue roses that illuminated under the moonlight that captured your attention. As you walked through the garden, gently touching the dew-covered petals, you arrived at a bridge with a grand gazebo in the center. Standing near a pillar was a man with striking red and white hair - Shoto Todoroki, the reason for the celebration and your childhood playmate. Approaching him, you witnessed a longing gaze from his eyes, directed towards the other side of the gazebo where the glowing roses reflected on the ocean, and the moonlight accentuated his features.
"You don't have to hesitate, Y/N. Please, come stand by my side," he spoke aloud, acknowledging your presence. He turned towards you, extending his hand for you to take. His grip was gentle and tender as he led you to his side. Both of you embraced the tranquility of the moment, accompanied by the melodious chirping of crickets and the soothing sound of fish splashing in the distance. "You are a dear friend, despite the passing years since we last played together."
"How I've missed sharing this space with someone," you thought to yourself, silently agreeing that the past three weeks of adjusting to an unfamiliar place, with no one to confide in, had been exhausting. Recognizing that Shoto, known for his few words, had something on his mind, you remained quiet, allowing him the space to express himself. "You know, it can be suffocating at times, all of this," he began, holding one arm behind his back. You offered an agreeable hum, indicating your willingness to listen, as he continued, "Sometimes I feel as if I'm drowning whenever I try to find a way out. It's not always the same person holding me down. Sometimes it's my mother, and even Fuyumi, with their attempts to mold me into the perfect prince for the king's kingdom. Rarely Natsuo, but most of all, it's my father, and strangely enough... myself. I've lived solely as this machine, meant to fulfill my father's vision of the perfect prince, but its facade is slowly crumbling. Every day, I miss Touya more, not for him to replace me, but for the moments when he would sneak me out to the marketplace, granting me a taste of the freedom he possessed. I don't mean to overstep my boundaries, but may I ask why you had such a heated conversation with Prince Midoriya earlier?"
You turned your gaze towards him, and in that moment, both of you understood the shared struggle you were facing.
"You wonder why I show hostility towards Izuku," you sighed, guiding him towards the swing on the veranda. Feeling that he wouldn't judge you, you decided to reveal the truth. "You might think I'm crazy, Shoto, but... this isn't my first life." Although his face didn't portray his shock and confusion, you could sense a shift in his demeanor, as if he was trying to comprehend the weight of your words.
In the past, Izuku had crossed paths with Ochako. The exact circumstances are unknown to me, but she was quite the talk of high society, so naturally, I had heard of her. I even attempted to befriend her, but it seemed that her attention was solely fixed on Izuku. He, in turn, reciprocated those feelings. Soon, strange situations began to arise. It started with minor incidents, such as accusations of me tripping her or sending her the wrong invitations. At first, Midoriya believed it wasn't me," your voice cracks slightly, "but then it all escalated. Suddenly, it emerged that my father was involved in money fraud."
"That's impossible. Your father was always wise with his finances. He even played a part in our kingdom's prosperity," Shoto interjects.
"I know, but he's ill...someone, I don't know who, framed him. They stole from him, but that's just the beginning. Ochako would mysteriously find her jewelry in my pockets or my room. That's when Midoriya started to distance himself. That's when they began growing closer behind my back, falling for each other while he knew my heart still belonged to him," tears well up in your eyes, and Shoto pulls you into a comforting hug. "What pushed me into prison was sudden evidence that showed me supposedly leaking secrets to the barbarian king of the Almighty Kingdom. I told them I had never met him, that I had only heard rumors of his battles, but they didn't believe me. They painted me as this evil person, this vile villainess. I didn't even get to say goodbye to my father when they took my life away."
As you both sat there, Shoto's gentle touch wiped away your tears, his hands caressing your cheeks with tenderness. The intensity of your gazes locked once again, his mesmerizing heterochromatic eyes searching every depth of your soul. The air crackled with an electric energy as you inched closer, feeling the warmth of his breath against your skin, until your foreheads gently touched. In that moment, time seemed to stand still, the world narrowing down to just the two of you, lost in the depths of your emotions.
And then, as if guided by an invisible force, your lips met in a soft, passionate, and soul-stirring kiss. It was a brief yet profound connection, filled with the unspoken words and unyielding emotions that had been building between you. In that single touch, the weight of your shared burdens and past hardships melted away, leaving only the overwhelming sensation of love and comfort.
"Shoto... I-I think we should return to the ball," you whispered, your voice trembling with a mixture of vulnerability and longing.
He tenderly caressed your cheek, his touch sending shivers down your spine as he leaned in closer, his warm breath caressing your lips. "Yes,I believe we should. let us go back before they come searching for us."
Your foreheads still pressed together, neither of you were in a hurry to break the intimate connection. With a gentle squeeze of your hand, Shoto led you out of the enchanting garden, his touch creating a sense of security and reassurance. Before leaving, he paused, his eyes drawn to the beautiful blue roses that adorned the surroundings. With a delicate touch, he plucked one of those exquisite blooms, its vibrant color captivating against the night sky. With utmost care and affection, he placed the rose behind your ear, a symbol of his adoration for you.
"Lady (Y/n)," he spoke softly, his hand gently cradling one side of your face, "I firmly believe the opposite of what they have accused you of. You are not a villainess, but rather a thorny flower, both graceful and delicate, yet fiercely protective of yourself. You are willing to defend yourself against anyone who dares to harm you. If Prince Midoriya fails to see this, then I am grateful to have the privilege of witnessing your strength for myself."
A rare smile graced his lips, illuminating his face as his pearly white teeth flashed. It was a sight that made your own laughter bubble forth, an echo of joy in response to his genuine expression.
As you walked back together, there was no trace of awkwardness. It felt as if you were children again, returning from a playful adventure and eagerly anticipating snacks. However, the carefree atmosphere was abruptly shattered when a wet Ochako slapped your face upon entering the ballroom. The sound of others' conversations ceased, their attention drawn to the scene unfolding before them - Shoto holding you protectively, his touch gentle against your cheek.
"What reason do you have to strike her?" Shoto seethed through clenched teeth, his voice laced with anger. Ochako smirked, displaying the damp clothing she wore.
"She pushed me into the fountain outside. She claimed to be jealous of me dancing with Zuzu," Ochako retorted, her tone filled with spite.
In that moment, the ballroom was engulfed in a hushed silence, the tension palpable. Shoto's eyes narrowed, his protective instincts flaring. He released your hand, stepping forward to confront Ochako, his voice firm and unwavering.
The mention of the name "Zuzu" caused your gaze to shift towards the green-haired male who had been silently observing the scene. "Zuzu? Really?" Anger seethed within you, your words laced with frustration and betrayal. "I can't even hold hands with Tamaki, an old childhood friend, and yet you allow this harlot to give you a pet name? You let her slap me? Fuck you, Midoriya." The intensity of your emotions radiated off you, leaving others in the room gasping at your outburst. Izuku, however, remained silent, refusing to acknowledge your innocence.
"I couldn't have pushed her into that damn fountain because I was having a conversation with Shoto in the garden," you continued, determined to defend yourself.
Ochako visibly paled at this revelation, and Shoto nodded in confirmation. "She was with me for the majority of the evening. Accusing her is not only unsightly but also unfounded. Such baseless accusations make the accuser appear no better than filth on the streets," Shoto's icy stare pierced through Ochako, his disapproval evident.
"It had to be her! I clearly saw her dre--" Ochako's words were swiftly cut off as Shoto unsheathed his sword, positioning it at the side of her neck. "You dare defy a prince's word and go as far as to commit blasphemy by calling me a lowly liar?" his voice dripped with authority and menace.
"Prince Todoroki, lower your sword," Izuku demanded, pulling Ochako into his side. Your eyes rolled at his actions, but you swiftly intervened, guiding Shoto's hand away from the vulnerable girl. "When my name is being dragged through the mud, you remain silent. But when she puts herself in danger with her own words, you speak up?" you faced Izuku, staring directly into his green eyes, your disappointment evident.
Without hesitation, you delivered a resounding slap across Izuku's face, the force behind it surpassing anything Ochako had done. The impact also struck Ochako, a clear sign of your determination to end the facade of your engagement. "Take this as my declaration of ending this charade. I no longer want you near me, and I will personally inform King All Might of my decision."
As if on cue, Tamaki rushed into the room, his heaving form catching everyone's attention. " (Y/n), we must leave. Your--your father has worsened. Aizawa wants us home immediately," he gasped out between breaths.
You turned to Shoto, who gave you a curt nod, signaling his support. "I promise to write you, Shoto," you assured him, swiftly picking up your ballroom gown from the floor. With determination in your steps, you ran as fast as you could, the sound of your heels echoing into the night.
That night marked your first taste of victory, and you held onto the hope that more triumphs would soon follow.
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