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rxdidz · 2 years
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pictures that describe your relationship <3 pt 1
bnha girls x fem reader
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jirou
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momo
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mina
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ochako
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tsuyu
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lustlusts-world · 2 years
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Imagine Momo and Uraraka sucking your nipples like their lives depend on it, Jirou losing her mind while eating your pussy, Tsuyu fucking your ass with that delightful tongue of hers and Hagakure and Mina leaving hickeys on your neck whilst whispering praises into your ears.
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bakubunny · 4 months
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f!reader | thinkin abt this hc, but katsuki is roommates with denki. katsuki is pretty sure he’s heard denki’s girl cum more and harder than any girl he’s ever been with in his life. he’d never want to say it, but he’s questioning his sexual abilities with every passing orgasm, and he audibly witnesses a lot of them. sure, you always cum when he’s intimate with you - at least twice every time, he makes sure of it. but he’s never turned you into a complete mess like denki’s girl is every time they fuck or whatever it is they do.
so one day, katsuki finally bucks up the courage to say something to his best friend and admits he might want to do better with you in bed. denki is a little surprised and embarrassed; he never expected katsuki to be the one asking him for sex advice. he’d just taken the time to figure out what works for him and assumed that if anything, the roles might be reversed.
they talk, denki shares a little bit of what he does and eventually asks katsuki, “dude, when was the last time you slowed down and took your time?”
denki realizes the answer is probably never when katsuki spits back a defensive, “whadda ya mean?”
so he explains in more detail. katsuki takes mental notes.
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the next time katsuki’s got you in his bed, something is different. he’s a little too soft and a little too slow for your preference as he goes in for a kiss, so you pull him deeper. but he’s still got a measured pace, the way his hands are firm and trace your body like he means it. with him, sex is overwhelming and all consuming. it’s hard and fast and raw. but not today.
there’s a hint of impatience in his movements, but he stops himself; he spends extra time caressing your face, in the crook of your neck, mapping out every little spot that makes your breath catch just a hair or your fingers curl a little tighter and committing it better to memory. then his tongue is in your mouth, and he’s groping you over your clothes. a small whimper leaves your lips as you try to shift and get your legs around his waist, but he doesn’t let you.
realization hits when katsuki stops to look you in the eye. your cheeks are flushed hard, and it’s almost difficult to look back with how much heat is radiating between your legs. usually by now he’s got you half naked and grinding, or his hand is deep in your cunt. a twinkle lights his eyes, a boyish grin on his face. you pull him into you, pushing your face into his neck with a shyness you hadn’t felt with him in a long time.
“what?”
you shake your head and kiss his neck, taking in the warmth of his skin and the way he sighs into your touch.
“need somethin?” he teases. his hand runs down your torso to grip your hip. the same hand slides under the fabric of your shirt to caress your side.
“no,” you reply quietly. “you’re usually a bit more… fast paced. that’s all.”
his lips are grazing your neck, his tone low and playful. “yeah. i’m tryin somethin new. got a problem with it?”
he’s kissing you neck again before you can respond, sucking and licking faint marks into a tender spot on your skin.
your breath catches. “n-no, not at all.”
“good.” katsuki puts his muscular thigh between your own and presses it to the damp heat of your cotton shorts.
a small whimper escapes your throat.
“now be a good girl n' grind on me, princess.”
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pinkhazehighs · 4 months
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peanut butter breath live diamonds 💎
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gardenofnoah · 1 day
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You slide into your regular booth later than usual - a sweating bottle of your tried and true choice saving your spot as you catch the tail end of some heated debate between Katsuki and your best friend.
“Okay, but he’s really nice Bakugou—“
“Nice? Y’need therapy.”
He holds an arm out for you to settle in under, turning his head to kiss your temple in greeting.
“Okay so maybe he’s not nice all the time, but no one is nice all the time.”
You can feel the eye roll from your boyfriend without having to see it. “Is he fuckin’ twelve? There a reason he can’t control ‘imself when he’s grumpy?”
She sticks her tongue out at Katsuki, and you turn to press your smile into his shoulder. It’s endearing, the way he’s fit himself into the lives of your friends. The way he genuinely cares, in his own harsh way - the way he wants your friends to be treated well. He’s a girls’ girl through and through, even if you’d never say it to him. They have this argument every week.
Your friend picks at the label on her bottle, pouting.
“Okay, but isn’t it enough that I love him?”
Katsuki throws his head back and cackles. It’s mean, but the three of you know that he means well.
“That ain’t love.”
She huffs at that, setting her bottle down to cross her arms over her chest, narrowing her eyes at Katsuki. “You don’t know that.”
You feel him eyeing you then, and you tilt your chin up to meet his gaze. He’s warm - the smile is in his eyes as yours pulls at the corners of your lips. He turns his head to take another swig from his drink.
“I know enough,” he says finally, arm around you tightening just a bit.
Your friend gags, and it makes you laugh. Katsuki is stubborn and crass, but he’s right about this.
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aitchhdee · 8 months
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Listen, I am a sucker for Dad!Bakugou okay? It just makes me all happy.
It's the hottest summer day of the year. The sun beat down on the bustling city streets as Bakugou Katsuki stood outside, engrossed in a conversation with his friend since high school Kirishima. probably speaking about following steps about a coming up mission, his voice filled with conviction. But then, something caught his attention.
His daughter, snugly nestled in the baby strap in front of him, stared up at him with wide, adoring eyes. As if he was the only Hero for her. Her head covered by the hood of her father's jacket, obviously way too big for her, her whole body hidden beneath it, shielding her from the heat of the sun and the prying eyes of the paparazzi. Realizing her gaze, Bakugou's expression softened.
With her face now hidden from view, Bakugou's daughter continued to gaze up at him, her admiration and love unwavering. The sight filled Bakugou's heart with warmth, momentarily distracting him from his conversation. He couldn't help but smile, his eyes sparkling with love and pride as he locked eyes with his precious child.
In that moment, the noise of the city faded into the background, and it was just the two of them, connected by an unspoken bond. Bakugou's words trailed off as he focused solely on his daughter, his voice replaced by a tender silence that spoke volumes.
The world may have been bustling around them, but in that moment, nothing else mattered. It was a snapshot of pure love and protection, a testament to the lengths a father would go to shield his child from harm. And as Bakugou and his daughter stood there, their hearts intertwined, the world seemed to hold its breath, captivated by the beauty of their bond.
Leaning down, Bakugou pressed a gentle kiss on his daughter's forehead, his lips lingering there for a moment. "You're gonna be strong, just like your old man," he whispered, his voice filled with determination and encouragement. The bond between father and daughter growing stronger, an unbreakable connection between them by love and admiration.
Only for the moment to be cut short as his best friend had his phone pointed at him and taken - more than one - picture, probably sending the 17 pictures he took to you. Bakugou scowled at Kirishima before walking away, knowing that his friends was going to follow him.
And you? You obviously and immediately made one of the pictures as your phone homepage now.
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yanderes who will literally worship the ground you walk on.
yanderes who believes you’re a princess/goddess/prince/god/royalty/deity
yanderes who will sacrifice people to you and leave you notes describing their sacrifice
yanderes who are literally so sweet but can flip in an instant
yanderes who will cuddle you and give you everything you will ever want
yanderes who will love you no matter what you do, who you are, what you look like, etc
yanderes who are delusional and think that you smiling at them means that you’re in love
yanderes who would kill you and then themselves so no one could have you
yamaguchi tadashi, sugawara koshi, asahi azumane, daichi sawamura, kuroo tetsuro, bokuto kotaro, nishinoya yu, tanaka ryunnosuke, hinata shoyo, yachi hitoka, midoriya izuku, kaminari denki, momo yaoyorozu, kirishima eijiro, gon freecs, takemichi hanagaki, chifuyu matsuno, shinichiro sano, akashi senju, kazutora hanemiya, sanzu haruchiyo, hinata hyuga, tanjiro kamado, zenitsu agatsuma, giyu tomioka, shinobu kocho, mutsuri kanroji, tengen uzui, rengoku kyojuro, mutsuki tooru, shirazu ginshi, juzo suzuya, hideyoshi nagachika,
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lou-struck · 9 months
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Girl Dinner?
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Katsuki Bakugo x reader
~Your quiet night gets interrupted by the unexpected arrival of your boyfriend who disapproves of your dinner plans
WC: 1.2k
Warnings: Food, swearing, eating , slightly suggestive insinuations
A/n: Hopefully now I can get that damn Tik Tok Sound out of my head
Girl Dinner; ‘a dinner that consists of many different kinds of small snacks rather than just one entree’
There is nothing like a long, hot shower to steam off the effects of a long day. The water soothes your aching muscles and prunes your skin as you belt out show tunes until your voice becomes hoarse.
By the time you turn off the faucet and step onto the plush bath mat, the whole room is filled with steam despite the steady humming of your bathroom fan above you. A quick tug frees your fluffy towel from its hook on the wall, and you quickly pat the remaining water droplets from your skin and throw on the best set of pajamas you own, which includes one of Katsuki’s faded t-shirts and some light blue linen sleep shorts you got in a twin pack at Costco.
You, clean and comfortable, are hit with an emptiness in your stomach. It wines for you to feed it; the setting sun through the window tells you that dinner time has long since passed without you refueling.
Your hair is still damp as you pad through the house, the springy carpet warm against your feet as you make your way to the kitchen. It’s a short journey, but by the time your hand rests on the off-white handle of your noisy refrigerator, you realize that you do not have the energy to actually cook up a meal for yourself. 
Tonight will be a night for some sweet, sweet Girl Dinner for sure.
You tug open the door to see what you have ready to eat inside. Katsuki may not live with you, but he comes by and cooks for the two at least four nights a week. The first thing that catches your eye in the flickering fridge light is a lone butterscotch pudding cup that sits unevenly atop a half-finished bottle of wine.
Your brows furrow as you take the little snack pack off its pedestal. “When the hell did I buy this?” you say aloud, checking the expiration date just to be safe. To your satisfaction, the little snack is still safe to eat.
Placing the pudding on the countertop behind you, you search for a few more things to add to your plate. You see a black to-go container from last night’s dinner and open it up to find a small breaded chicken cutlet.
Protein?
Nice!
You add that to your plate and return to the fridge, opting to look in your pull-out produce drawers to find something else. It’s the bright red from a half-empty package of cherry tomatoes that catches your eye. You take the package and toss the rest of them on your plate chucking the empty container across the room onto your overflowing recycling pile.
You look between your plate and the fridge, trying to find one more thing to add to your plate to make your meal more filling but come up short. Your shoulders slump in defeat as you take your plate over to your dining table. 
Just as you are about to dig in, your door swings open aggressively. The sound makes you jolt as you stare at the entrance with wide eyes. A familiar mop of spiky blond hair steps through the entrance, and you immediately feel at ease.
“Hey Baku-babe, ever heard of knocking?” you sigh, getting up from your place at the table and meeting the crimson gaze of your Pro Hero boyfriend, who looks more than a bit irritated with you. 
“Lock your door next time, you idiot,” he scolds, kicking his shoes off. “It’s like you’re just asking for trouble.” His nostrils flare in annoyance, but he has a tenderness behind his eyes that tells you he is just worried about you.
“Noted,” you giggle, sending him a suggestive smile. “Lock the door, then shower.”
“Wh~, you little.” he tsks, The tips of his ears flushing pink at your playfulness. “God, you never quit with the teasing,”
“Only with you,” you beam, giving him your full attention now that you have had a better look at him; you notice there are a few scrapes on his face that weren’t there when he left this morning, and his eyes look tired. “How was patrol today?”
“Today was a pain in the ass, some extra with a porcupine quirk got locked on the roof of their office building, and I had to get ’em down.” he sighs, “They were so damn freaked out they ended up pricking me with those damn quills.”
“That sounds fun,” you giggle, imagining some poor guy squirming in Bakugo’s arms while the hero helps him off the roof.
” Not fun, just annoying. I’d rather just spend the day actually beating up some villains.” he replies, looking at you with a softness in his gaze. Which disappears when he glances at the plate behind you. “Huh? What the hell were you eating?” he shoves his hands in his pockets and looks down at your plate of food with disdain. 
“It’s Girl Dinner?” you giggle, wrapping your arms around him. He has such a cute look of confusion on his features as you reach around him for the cold chicken cutlet from last night’s leftovers. Before you reach it, he lightly stops your hand and slides the plate away from you.
“That’s not a real meal,” he grumbles, popping one of the little tomatoes into his mouth. 
“It’s real enough for me,” you say, leaning forward and reaching for the plate, “Now give it. I’m getting hangry.” 
He slides it further out of your reach with a look of smug satisfaction. “I can’t let you eat this shit. Hang tight; I’ll make you something better than that crap.”
“B-but my Girl Dinner.” you sigh, sinking into your seat, watching helplessly as he begins to walk your plate back towards the kitchen; your stomach grumbles again as if calling out for the food that has been so lovingly taken away from you.
“Pfft,” he laughs, letting his hyena-like cackles fill the room before looking at you with a spark of merriment in his eyes, “was that your stomach? It sounded like a bear.”
“So what if it is?” you pout, leaning back against your dining chair and crossing your arms over your chest. “I told you I was hungry, and you took away my food.”
He chuckles and walks over to you, sliding the butterscotch pudding in front of you and kissing you lightly on the forehead. “Here, just eat the damn pudding until I’m done. I don’t know what Girl Dinner is, but you deserve better than cold leftovers when you’re with me.”
“My pudding!” You cheer as he slides a spoon in front of you, his words uncharacteristically sweet as he washes his hands of today’s trials with a soft smile on his face. He’d be glad to get pricked by Weird Porcupine Guy one million times over if it meant he gets to come and see you at the end of the day and treat you to a proper meal.
“So what do you want for real dinner?” he asks, moving about your kitchen as if it is his own. “We need to use up that chicken before it goes bad.”
You peel off the lid to your pudding and dip your slightly bent metal spoon into the caramel-colored treat before looking up at him gratefully, “Surprise me.”
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homos-in-training · 1 year
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Incorrect MHA-49 (DadzawaxReader)
Recovery girl: On the scale of 1 to 10 how would rate yur pain
Y/n: pi
Aizawa: That's not-
Y/n: Low scale but never ending
Recovery girl:...
Aizawa: Do we need to have a talk?
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rxdidz · 1 year
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hi hope ur having a nice day! could i request hcs of napping w/ kyouka jirou? thanks :)
⎯⎯⎯ ☆ napping with kyouka jirou
⎯⎯⎯ ☆ jirou x gn reader!
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jirou snuck into your dorm and she already knew you were in bed waiting for her, it was basically a tradition, she’d sneak into your room and you two would either talk all night or instantly fall asleep in each other’s arms.
she came back from late training and was exhausted. she made her way to your bed and whispered, seeing if you were awake. “y/n? can i borrow a shirt?” she asked, to which you nodded and repositioned yourself on the bed.
as she layed down she yawned and got into a comfortable position where you were holding her. your warmth was the thing she loved most, but she was also warm and comfy so sometimes it was hard to decide who would spoon who.
“hi.” she mumbled, trying not to instantly fall asleep because of the comfort. “hi.” you replied. “did you just finish training?” you whispered, resting your head on hers and playing with her earphone jacks. she muttered a yes before drifting to sleep. you kiss her on the forehead and close your eyes, feeling her presence.
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ay-chuu · 9 months
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gn!reader. Fluff. First Sho fic on blog :)
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Shoto loves studying with you. No you two dont even date, you two are just crushing on each other. Maybe this is why he thinks he loves the study session more then the other activities he does in day.
Its always the same time. In his room, sitting across of the kotatsu, all books are open and pencils in your hands. He doesn't listen music. He loves the room is quiet when he study. At the first, you were listening music but since you saw Shoto pouts EVERY time you put your earphones, you dont listen music anymore. (he does not know he is pouting tho... he just thinks that he is so BORING that he always making you put music to your ears so at least the time he forced to stay can be more enjoyable :( Even though the reason you put earphones is that you feel a heartache everytime you feel he look at you so intense and you wanna calm it down...)
"Hey Todoroki-kun. Can you please look at this question?" You ask while showing him a question about quadratic equations. Shoto thinks he's going crazy when you slowly lean over to him and feels your head almost touching his shoulder, but he still maintains that cold and calm face. "Let me see..."
You realize that he pouts... not the diffuclty of the question but that you called him "Todoroki". He hates it. He want you and only you that call him Shoto. His name is reserved for you...
After he solved the question you both just turn to your books again. He is sad that your close presence is gone but still happy that you gave him the cutest smile since he solved the question.
And this is how it goes everytime. Sit, barely talk, solve questions and repeat. But Shoto swears that everytime you do this, both of your connections of love comes stronger. Because you both learn love each other, sometimes without even talking but with a peaceful time. And in the end of that study session, when you kiss Shoto's cheek and say "Thank you." with blushed cheeks Shoto confirms his thoughts of your connection. While he watches you shyly running to your room, he swears that he will be your husband.
(this is a repost btw sincerely up to tumblr :")
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bakubunny · 5 months
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f!reader | daddy!shota dressing up his pretty little girl for an ice cream date before he takes her to the park…. he ends up fucking her in that sweet little dress with frilly socks and tennies because she bent over one too many times to pick something up. he couldn’t help but grope her ass when she did, and noticed how hot and damp her panties were.
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approvedtrash · 10 months
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hands? yes please.
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Walking in and hearing you was nothing new for him. He’d usually hear you singing in the kitchen or yelling at a game you were playing. Walking in and hearing your moans coming from your shared room was something a bit new for 3pm. 
Curiosity got the better of him as he entered. Placing his stuff down carefully as to not scare you. You were getting louder and and sounded desperate but all he could hear was you. Well and a slight dinging. 
The door was cracked open so he didn’t even have to make a sound as he peeked inside. There you were ass in the air and fingers moving in and out of your wet center. You had a ball gag in your mouth to muffle the sounds. The sounds that were going straight to his cock. 
“Mmm -” you moaned out as you stuck a fourth finger in. 
Bakugo was drooling at this point. He knew about your little side hustle but it was usually when he was away on long missions. He had never seen you live and in person before like this. In all of your glory working yourself open and drooling yourself on the sheets. 
“What a welcome home,” he growled. 
Everything stopped at this point. Though the pings were doubling now. Your free hand worked it’s way towards the gag pulling it out slowly. 
“Hey baby, glad you’re home,” you moaned out.
Turning to look at your monitor you giggled and looked at Bakugo again.
“You’re making the viewers go crazy Baby, they want you to join me,” you said. 
“Is that so? What do you want sweets?” He asked. His voice hoarse and sexy as he walked closer to you. 
You were thinking while your fingers were starting to inch towards your core again. Taunting and teasing while you looked at him, eyes half lidded. 
“I know you can’t be on fully, but I bet they’d like your hands. So big and strong,” you got out in a breathy tone. 
He chuckled and crept towards you again, “Oh, you think they deserve it? Should they get to see me making my girl feel good?”
"Come check the comments," you told him.
Sauntering over to peer at your screen but not be seen on camera he scanned the comments flooding in. He knew you were popular but you had more than doubled what you made weekly I'm the 20 minutes you were streaming.
"If you wanna see it so bad pay up," he growled.
The numbers started to grow exponentially. He smirked down at you as you started to run your hands up your thighs. Eyes locked with his the whole time and not even noticing your camera anymore. His hand began with feather like touches on my spine. 
“I knew you’d like this, coming home to see me stuffing myself full without you,” you giggled.
“Full huh? I could give you something to stuff you full,” he growled. 
A smack to your ass as he moved closer to your core. You were dripping again already. He coated his fingers as he slowly moved in between your lips. The small sounds coming from you only made him want to fuck you more. He had to be good though since he didn’t want to give his identity away. 
“You’re right, you always fill me must better,” you mewled. Pushing back against him a little more.
“Needy little slut aren’t you, trying to fuck yourself on my fingers and I haven’t even done much,” he said. 
Bakugo turned toward your set up. Watching comments come in about how good you looked, how you were dripping, how he must be a good lay if you were this desperate. He couldn’t agree more. He was so proud of you. 
“Your viewers are just as bad as you are Princess, you fuckers enjoy watching me finger fuck my girl so much? How about you buy her something nice,” he suggested. 
The numbers were flowing in even more now. You weren’t even paying attention as you were grinding against his palm to get what you wanted most. 
“I want you, please,” you were begging at this point.
“What more can I give you angel?” He asked. A slight slap to your center as he started toying with your clit.
“It won’t even get your face, please fuck me,” you whined.
He pondered while his other hand come over now to start fucking you open again, “You sure they deserve to see you get pounded like that?”
Frantically nodding and fisting the sheets you whined again. He could hear a faint please come out of you. He was already moving his sweats down just enough. His cock came out and as you saw it hard waiting for you you groaned loudly. 
“Pretty making all of those sounds just for me, waiting for me to split you open and make you scream huh?” He asked. His hand kneading the flesh of your ass. 
“Been waiting for you to come home and fill me all day baby,” you replied. Your hands coming to spread yourself open to present yourself to him. 
Lining himself up with you he teased your clit with the head of his cock. Coating it to slick himself up before he slammed into you. Hands kneading the flesh of your hips as he groaned feeling your warm wet insides around him. 
There was a constant ring now as donations and messages were flooding in. Those were drowned out by the sounds of his skin slapping against yours and his grunts as he fucked you into your mattress. 
“Oh fuck, I knew I was missing you. Fucking pussy drooling on my cock while your viewers watch, dirty little thing,” he was panting. 
You’d respond but his other hand was holding your head into the sheets. Anything coming out of you was muffled. Not that you were complaining. This was one of your favorite positions. 
“I can feel you clenching around me, you gonna cum so fucking soon huh? You that close, love me pounding into you like this, huh?” He kept up. 
He was getting close too, he had a stressful day and this was exactly what he needed to unwind. Feeling you so warm around him and and ready for him. He was twitching. 
“How much to cum inside her huh? What’s that worth to you?” He asked towards the monitor. 
“If you cum inside me I’ll pay you Ka- baby, please,” you managed to get out. 
That pushed him over, his cum filling you and giving you exactly what you needed to finish as well. You were both panting but you knew the show was over. Turning around just enough to thank the viewers and sign off. Katsuki fell on you after that. 
“That was a lot of fun, thank you Katsuki. Bad day?” You asked. Pulling his head down as you turned so he could lay on you. 
“Not so bad anymore, you almost slipped up Princess,” he whispered. He was falling asleep. 
Hand combing through his hair you were going over all of the donations and comments on your last stream. Your eyes going to one that had sent in 50,000 yen with the comment ‘Let Dynamight know he should cover the scars on his hand if he wants to continue these shows.’
You’d keep that to yourself for now but would make sure that he wore gloves in the future should he want to be a special guest.
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paisholotus · 1 year
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IMMA SAY THIS ONE LAST TIME! I ONLY WRITE FOR BLACK WOMEN!!!
for the past three days I've been having people come into my inbox being disrespectful and asking me why I only have black OC characters, and why don't I never put an X reader.
I've said this multiple times, if I ever write a book or one shot whatever the case may be. THE CHARACTER WILL ALWAYS BE A BLACK WOMAN!
I'm sorry not sorry that my books aren't X- reader, but my books aren't to cater to everyone. I have no problem with anyone who isn't black that reads my stories, I have zero problem with that. My issue with y'all is the ENTITLEMENT that y'all think you have to come into MY INBOX AND DEMAND I MAKE AN X READER BOOK.
like WHO TF DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?! For the people who aren't black, there are plenty of X reader books and one shots you could read to feel included. But on MY PAGE it a safe haven for BLACK WOMEN! my girls deserve to feel included in something too! STOP HARASSING BLACK WOMEN ON THIS PLATFORM, BECAUSE EVERYTHING ISN'T CATERED TO YOU FOR ONCE!
Because imma start posting y'all pages if you keep this shit up. Because I promise you I ain't the one you finna bully.
Thank you and have a good day. 🤎
Also to the one's that follow me and got good sense
LUV YOU MY BOOS 🤎🤎🤎
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libra-kirishima · 11 months
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Oh my goodness I just read your Iida family HC and my heart erupted!!! I'd love to see what you come up with for Kirishima or Bakugou!
I literally got this request two years ago I am so sorry.
But bestie I am so glad you asked because I have so many thoughts. I think about them a lot.
Family Headcanons for Kirishima + Bakugou
! implied fem reader !
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Kirishima Eijirou
Kirishima definitely has at least one older sister. Probably a very close relationship with his mom as well. The women in his life played such a huge role in making him the person that he is today.
Having said that, I can only see Kirishima as a girl dad.
He radiates huge "girl dad" energy. And he's so proud about it too. Having girls is his favorite thing ever.
I can see you and him with three girls, each of them are 2 or 3 years apart, and they all have red eyes and black hair.
Not a single one of your daughters looks like you, I'm sorry. He insists that they all have your smile, though.
He's super involved from the minute you tell him you're pregnant. Taking you to every doctor's appointment, helping you with whatever you need, designing the nursery.
Once he found out he was having a girl, he made you sit down with him every night while he learned how to do your hair. It was so important to him for him to know how to comb and style hair so he could help get them ready for school in the future.
One aspect of fatherhood he's surprisingly hands-off about is picking a name. He wants you to do it and he's completely happy with whatever you pick.
A name is just not that important to him. Whatever you want your girl's names to be will be special to him. Not because he carefully chose a name with a special meaning, but because it's his daughter's name and she is special to him.
Although his disinterest in helping you pick a name definitely started a fight between the two of you when you were pregnant with your first, because it felt like he didn't care enough to help you pick.
He's super involved after the kids are born too.
Strongly encourages them to get into something physical. Ballet, soccer, gymnastics, baseball, volleyball. He doesn't care. He'll let them do anything that they want so long as it gets them moving.
And he goes to every performance and every game. He's in the front row of every school play with a bouquet of roses in his hands. He's your girls' biggest cheerleader.
Your girls would tell him everything too. He's surprisingly good at keeping up with stories of teenage girl drama and gives them his full attention any time there's an update.
I can see Kirishima with a TV Sitcom ass family that other kids in the neighborhood would come to for advice or a safe space to hang out.
Kirishima cries at everything. Cried when he learned you were pregnant. Cried when each one of your daughters was born. He cries at birthdays, at graduations, at holidays, at performances, at major milestones.
Definitely calls his daughters "manly" as a compliment.
It's really important to him that his kids get along with each other and always have each other's backs. Your kids aren't allowed to fight in your house. If they do start fighting he takes them aside and makes them work it out.
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Bakugou Katsuki
When he was a teenager he had a complicated relationship with his parents, specifically with his mom. But as he gets older he starts to understand them more and they get along better.
His parents never really told him they were proud of him or praised him because Mitsuki was worried it would go to his head.
He also felt like his parents were embarrassed by him because of the way he acted. (They were)
When you met him, he insisted that he never wanted kids.
It took him a long time but he eventually changed his mind. He had a lot of growing and changing to do before thinking about starting a family.
A huge part of his hesitation came from the difficult task of contending with his past. He was cruel and abusive as a kid and became so worried about his kid turning out like him at that age. And if they did, he wouldn't know what to do to stop it, just like his parents didn't with him.
A lot of his parenting is modeled after his parents. Not only what they did right, but what he thinks they did wrong as well. He wants to learn from his parents' mistakes and do better than they did.
Bakugou may not be the best dad but he'll always stand by his kid and support them them regardless of the circumstance.
He's never been very articulate or very in-touch with his emotions. He struggles to tell his loved ones that he loves them, your kid included. Because of this, he makes sure to show them that he loves them.
When you tell him you're pregnant, he doesn't really react. He doesn't even stop watching the news to look you in the eye. You're worried that he doesn't care but internally he's so happy. He doesn't say so. Doesn't even smile. His way of reassuring you that he wants this is by asking you what you want the nursery to look like, and getting to work moving all the furniture out of the guest room to turn it into the baby's room as soon as he wakes up the next day.
He doesn't care about the sex of the baby. He just wants it to be happy and healthy.
Very involved in the process of picking a name, though.
He suggests a bunch of names that he thinks sound strong and powerful but are actually really stupid.
I also see Bakugou with a little girl. Just one, though.
He feels bad that he can't be more involved in his kid's life because of his job, so he only wants one child. He thinks he'll do his best as a parent when all of his free time can be devoted to her.
He also spoils her rotten and justifies it because she's his only kid.
Any fear that he has about his kid being mean like he was completely disappears when he holds her in his arms for the first time and sees that she has kind eyes just like yours.
Having a kid forces him to become a lot more level-headed. He refuses to argue with his baby girl like he used to argue with his mom, no matter how much she tries to provoke him. As much as he loves his mom, the constant push and pull between them is not an aspect of her parenting he wants to carry over.
I feel like he's great when your kid is still a kid, but really struggles with the teenage years. No matter how many times you tell him it's normal, he doesn't understand why she doesn't tell him everything anymore or why she thinks she's too cool to spend time with him.
The type of parent to yell at your daughter to get out of her room and go outside.
Your daughter wants to be a hero just like her daddy. I think a lot of the strain that was put in the relationship when she was a teenager is repaired when she becomes an adult and they start working together.
Bakugou is her favorite parent and neither of you understand why.
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Deku who likes to use your slang but uses it completely wrong yk like yt ppl he’ll say something like “Babe im raw dogging this food that you made.” You side eye him before you even open your mouth. “Ku that don’t mean what you think it means.” He looks at you with the biggest puppy eyes ever, tilting his head. “Wdym I thought that was good. I heard you and Mina say that the other day on the phone?” You wanna face palm so bad. “No baby.” You look off to the side trying to hold in your explicitly hard eye roll. “That was bout something else Zu. Do you be listening in on all my calls?” He blushes. “Only when I hear funny words because I like how you say them…your accent is cute.” You look at him. ‘Not a thought behind those eyes. I’m gonna ruin this mans whole career.’ You walk over to him placing a hand on his shoulder gently rubbing it. “Wanna know what rawdogging means tho Ku?” You bend over slightly and whispered in his ear watching his face turn a crimson red as he almost falls off the chair. “O-oh t-that’s not w-what I meant!” You laugh patting his shoulder playfully. “That’s what you get. Stay outta black folks business.” You wait for him to calm down until you thought to tease him again. “Hey Izu~ you can raw dog me.” It’s was like you can see his face visibly explode. “Y-y/n!!” You laugh at his reaction he whines at your mockery. “Just kidding… maybe~”
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𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌, 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖣𝖮𝖭𝖳 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗅, 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾. ©𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅
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