#mha thrist

[tteokdoroki]

OCTOBER 29TH. THE WINTER SOLDIER

“who the hell is bucky?”

♱ — eijirou kirishima + non-con/dub-con.

♱ — synopsis; he’s not a bad man, he promises you that. it doesn’t matter how many people he’s killed with his bare and metal hands…kirishima will make sure you know how sorry he is by the time he’s done with you.

♱ —length; 5.2K

♱ — warnings; please read for your own safety! mdni, smut 18+, heavy smut, dark content, mentions of murder, assasinations, stalking, non-con to. dub-con, drugging, phallophilia, begging, manipulation, virginity loss, cherry chasing, power dynamics, breath play, temperature play, fingering ( fem!receiving ), strength!kink, softt fem!reader, yandere!kirishima, winter soldier!kirishima. not beta read !

♱ — notes; happy saturday angels!! we’re so close to the end of kinktober waaah!! i kinda like this one, it’s a bit dark so please be careful when reading !! check the warnings as well… tbh ive had kiri brain rot all this week, so this makes sense !! as usual, hope you enjoy <3 - m.list ₊ kinktober m.list ₊ taglist 𓆩♡𓆪

people make mistakes every single day— they can be simple and mundane, like tiny little white lies when you forget something important to someone though it might hurt their feelings. the burn of embarrassment whenever you’d messed up in front of an entire class. 

mistakes were common. everybody made them, eijirou kirishima made them— they were out of his control.

the winter soldier was a man lost in his own mind, watching his life go by behind vermillion eyes— taking others with hands that no longer loved or felt like his own. to them, hydra, his creators…kirishima was the ideal weapon, a blank canvas to turn into something sinister and evil. a good natured, strong man carved into the perfect shape to be a killer. behind his own soft, once expressive ruby eyes; eijirou was forced to watch the life drain from the corpses of others— people who had families waiting for them back home with home cooked meals they’d taken for granted, people with children they’d wished they’d raised right or friends that hadn’t quite forgiven them.

kirishima had heard it all, the pleas for him to let them live and do better right before they died by his hands in the most brutal way. each time he ended a life, a piece of his soul went with them, years internal torture following him like a dark fog— weighing down on him like heavy rainfall, soaking him to the bone with red. it’s caked against his skin, ingrained deep under his nails no matter how much he scrubs at them with a bar of soap and water.

death follows kirishima everywhere, aches in his bones and the creaking silver metal of the winter soldier’s arm. it was a curse, a burden that he couldn’t bare to carry on his shoulders— the serum in his veins like a poison that had stolen his memories, the happy soldier boy he used to be. 

he hates the way people look at him now, breaking free from hydra— the sympathy shining in their eyes, he hates the way you look at him too. part of kirishima’s recovery, as suggested by his therapist, was to make amends with every person impacted by his crimes as the winter soldier, and you, the sweet girl next door were next. 

kirishima killed your father years ago, before you could probably spell your own name without sounding it out— he had been a kind diplomat wanting nothing but peace. after his release from cyro, eijirou had tracked you down, only to discover he’d taken your mother’s life too, in a tampered car crash. you’d been alone ever since. 

the winter soldier had taken a happy childhood from you, made you the cute little recluse next door who hid in her stuffy parchment scented apartment— with books stacked high, romance your favourite genre, what you found your fantasies in. kirishima couldn’t deny the way his heart fluttered, but guilt edged itself over the expanse of his brain whenever you pitied him in the coridoors between your tiny rented apartments ( though from his recent hero work and inheritance from captain america, he could probably afford to buy tha building out ). your shiny doe eyes would pity him, see the pain in the winter soldier’s own as well as that breaking in the vibranium laced in the arm that wasn’t really his.

in his one hundred plus years of living, kirishima had probably been on more dates than you had knowledge on boys and the reality of romance in general. 

you’d been made that way because of eijirou.

because of the winter solider. 

and he would make it up to you, he would. it was a promise and the least he could do.

years of training had made it easy for kirishima to slip into your apartment that night— silly you, poor little you for having left your window wide open, letting the bulky ex assassin slip through as if he was a silent Siamese cat being welcomed home. footsteps carrying no sound effortlessly slipped into your bedroom just for a peek at you. 

kirishima could have watched you forever, drawn to the way your lips twitch as you sleep and your eyes screw shut even tighter as if you’re being drowned in your own worst nightmare. you’re adorable.

you have no idea what’s about to come next.

it makes the winter soldier’s cock twitch beneath his clothing, leaking fat globs of precum against his inner thighs. he aches to be inside of you, feel you blossom around him like a flower in the spring for the first time— ‘cause god you’re so innocent and inviting.

there’s an instinctual chill down your spine, one that breaks you from your heavy slumber and has your shooting up— doe eyes wide like a deer in headlights while you search for the figure that had been looming over you in the dark.  “e-eiji?” your whisper sits hoarse in your throat, voice laced with cute little wisps of sleep, the nickname you’d given him shooting straight to his erection. “what are you doing here?”

“oh nothin’,” eijirou lies, “just the neighbourly thing and asking for a cup of sugar?” the smile that he gives you is quick, not quite reaching his eyes that usually hold such kindness… there’s something off about kirishima tonight, something that makes you feel sick to your stomach and makes you want to run.

you can’t scramble from the sheets fast enough, for the winter soldier has been trained to move faster— bulky arms swinging around your waist before your feet even hit the floor, throwing you back into feathery pillows of your bed despite your kicks and screams. it’s frightful how kirishima can just manhandle you any way that he wishes, using the bulk of his body to get you onto your stomach like it’s nothing, like the winter soldier would and not your soft, mellow companion who laughs with his gut and grins with the ruby in his eyes. the one who pulled you out of your house for walks to the library late at night.

this version of the man who lives next door, who told you he was recovering from war wounds long before your time, growls deeply as he grabs you by the back of you throat and tugs your head to rest on his shoulder— breathing deep from where you’ve put up a fight, hissing from where your trimmed nails scratch at his one good and fleshy arm. “don’t fight it, please,” he comments, nosing under your earlobe, breathing in the scent of vanilla and money milk from your body wash. “i just want to make it up to you, for what i did to your parents. for taking your childhood away from you.” 

hairs on your neck stand on end, you don’t know if it’s from the mention of your dead relatives or from the way kirishima’s belt clinks as if he’s been undoing it— his metal hand, the perfect killing weapon, folds coolly against your neck and with one wrong move it could crush your windpipe in a second. “e-eijirou what are you—?” you stutter, voice spiking with fear, lodged in the dry ridges of your throat. “m-my parents—“ eyes widening, the realisation hits, you know exactly what he means. 

you know that it’s him who murdered them.

“baby,” the winter soldier coos as you thrash dangerously in his grip, a second away from having your neck snapped. lunging forward, your hot and teary face is stuffed into the pillows to the point where you almost can't breathe, kirishima straddling your hips while simultaneously pushing more of his clothes away. “‘m sorry… s-sorry for what i did to you.” for what he’s doing to you— pushing your flimsy nightshirt up your back, over the curve of your fleshy ass. 

a pleaful whimper lays on your sweet lips, tears welling in your eyes as you practically scream for the ‘hero’ to get off of you— let you go. you’re devastated, trust betrayed by a friend you thought you’d made, a friend now using your body for his own selfish gain. the red head squeezes at the flesh now exposed to his heated hungry stare, running his metal arm over your curves, precious thighs and cute ass—revelling in the way your entire body reacts just for him, goosebumps rising across your back like chicken skin. 

“you’ll forgive me, right?” he goes on, words broken up by shuddered breaths as eijirou’s metal fingers slip between your thighs from behind— spreading apart pretty pussy lips that glimmer with slick, evidence to you of your body’s betrayal , but to him of anticipation, excitement. forgiveness. “just wanna make it up to you,” he murmurs almost empathetically, voice thick with lust— it feels like the war hero is making fun of you, pinning you down against your will between muscular thighs. “i’ll make it feel so good, baby. promise. i’ll make it worth your while, make you forgive me.” 

tears are hot on your cheeks, burning down the apples of them in salty tracks— you don’t want this, you don’t want him, the man who supposedly gave his life to save Captain America, to take something so precious to you. your virginity— not after finding out he killed your parents in cold blood. you feel almost sick for having found kirishima attractive before, for dreaming of situations a little similar to now, where you’d cry out his name as he made love to you and made you feel seen. eijirou mistakes the wince of your body as he circles a cold digit around your tiny entrance for a twitch of pleasure, grinning to himself as he adds a thumb to your clit to draw slow, salacious circles around the swelling nub— the coldness sending shockwaves up your spine.

it feels nice, good— but that doesn’t make you resist it any less, make you want him anymore. small whispers of ‘p-please eiji—‘ hiccuped into the sheets soaked with both your arousal and tears. a fresh wave of unexpected slick gushes from your virgin cunt when kirishima slaps his bare cock against the length of your slit, as if he’s going to take you with little to no preparation. he’s big, throbbing and soaked with his own milky arousal, his veins fitting snug between your pussy lips, fat and blue while his tip blares an angry shade of red. 

if this were any other time, you’d be happy to have your mouth water— filling with thick drool at the thought of having the winter soldier’s massive girth split you open and be your first. yet, as eijirou grinds his meaty cock into your filthy, embarrassingly soaked virgin mound, you remember that he’s not so nice. trapping you between strong thighs, a metal arm and a frightening snarl. 

“eijirou please—“ you try again, wiggling your hips to get away from him as he ruts his achy tip through your sweet lips, bumping your clit, until he reaches right between your ass cheeks. “p-please don’t do this. i’ll…i’ll do anything you want! i’ll forgive you!” 

“jus’ let me do this,” the winter soldier slurs over the spit pooling on his tongue, dazed by the way the clear strings of your juices cling to every vein of his cock— make it shine even in the dark. kirishima feels feverish, the scent of your innocent cunt driving him insane, on the brink of forgetting his mission— making it up to you. sweat drips from his hairline, even though he’s barely started, hitting the small of your back. “it’ll be okay, she’s… your pussy… she’s dripping for me.” he says like he’s in disbelief, grabbing hold of his dick and nuzzling it against your swollen pleasure nub to hear you whine like a pretty bird song. “she wants this, you want this. i’ll do what’s right, make it up to you.” 

tiny fingers grip the blankets below as kirishima makes a move to push his precum loaded cockhead past your tight little entrance, moaning breathily while hunched over you. you’re sure you’ve bitten your lip to the point of bleeding, red and raw at the slightly painful intrusion of the winter soldier’s dick past your virgin entrance. “‘shima,” you shake your head, watery eyes stinging. “it hurts,” you add weakly.

pulling back with a deep groan, eijirou runs his human hand through his sweaty mane. the last thing he wants to do is hurt you more— add to the heartache of losing your parents. “fuck baby...didn’t mean to hurt ya, we’ll try something else okay?” it’s almost sick how kind he sounds, even if there’s a wobble to what he says. there’s a shift behind you, and you almost miss the heat of his cock against you, only for it to be replaced with the frozen temperatures of his vibranium fingers prodding against your spasming hole.

against your own will, your thighs twitch apart instinctively— making room for kirishima between them as he circles the rim of your entrance, living up his fingers with the salacious pool of your arousal before pushing against the resistance of your unclaimed walls. “stay still baby, s’gonna sting for a bit,” he comments, choking on a depraved, corrupt gasp at how warm you are inside. the redhead stuffs you full of two fingers, sliding them into you with the aid of your honeyed cunt, and immediately scissors them, curling them to map and get a feel of your velvet walls.

you’re untouched territory, an empty playground of innocence and purity and now…kirishima’s for the taking. he’ll teach you things, he thinks while stretching open your hot little cunt to prepare you for his cock. he’ll teach you real pleasure, real love, all the things you missed out on after he ruined your life.

“eiji—!“ your cry is needy, amorous as you claw at your pink pillow cases, hips jutting back clumsily at the first shocks of ecstasy to flitter into your blood stream. you’ve never felt like this before. 

“how’s this, baby? better than before?” the winter soldier drawls, practically as needy as you with a pout on his lips, red brows furrowed in concentration for making amends with you and your pretty pussy. his gaze of blood rubies falls to how your creamy sex sucks in his two metal digits, pressing coldly against new spots inside of you, curled against spongey walls until you’re cross eyed and the room spins.

“s’oh my god,” comes your muffled, sweet grouse— the adorable sound tearing in your throat. “s’better… oh, eiji!” 

he needs you to understand that this is all for you, every calculated drag of his thumb over your sticky swelling clit, every stroke of his vibranium fingers rapaciously pumping in and out of succulent unused mound is meant to bring you to the high heavens and help you forgive him. kirishima’s chest swells with pride knowing he’s the first to have you like this, seeing you clamp down on him as he pleasures you, thumb glued to your little nub, writing apologies into it. “i need you to know, baby,” he says in awe of how you take him, even if you squirm and pretend to resist. “that ‘m so sorry, that i’ll do my best t’take care of you like this…” 

a weird feeling in your lower belly starts to build up, in slow stacks like building a house from the beginning— all of the new sensations that come with it having distracted you from the reality of the situation. you can’t trust the winter soldier anymore, not to protect you and not to look out for you— especially when he’s ravaging your puffy pussy while pinning you in place. you hate that it feels good, making your brain tingle and happy hormones crash across it in heavy waves but you can’t help it. your hips buck back onto eijirou’s fast paced fingers which move along your slippery walls at an impressive speed, collecting your juices in the seat of his silver palm.

somewhere, a voice in the back of your head tells you to scream and cry and kick eijirou off— but all you can do is whimper and whine for more as he whispers sinisterly sweet nothings into the shell of your ear. ‘is this enough, baby?’ he’d sigh. ‘can you take more?’ or ‘i hope this makes it up to you’, each candied word sending sparks of ecstasy down your spine and flutters through your darling cunt while eijirou moulds you to take his cock. 

“need ya to cum for me sweetheart, you’ve taken me so well,” he chuckles from behind you, gentle as his fingertips brush against your g-spot. the praises are warm, familiar to the real eijirou kirishima you know lives next door. before you knew the harm he’d done to your family. “can you do that for me, please? then i can fill you up so good, make you truly forgive me. please baby— i fuckin’ need it.” there’s an air desperation about the big burly man finger fucking you to his hearts content, and you think that if you let him keep talking— if you give him this, he might leave you alone.

“i think—‘shima, it feels weird…t-think ‘m gonna c-cum?” you squeak, unsure despite the impending feeling of the rope twisting in your lower tummy that burns as thick metal digits curl against your gummy insides, doused in your syrupy juices. kirishima doesn’t let up, breathing ragged from behind you as he jackhammers his fingers deep inside of you until his palm smacks against your bubbly ass with every stroke. 

he seems pleased as your thighs begin to shake violently, the grip your angel cunt has on him tightening while his shameless stare shoots down to where your limbs meet and you ooze onto him. “let it go baby, you’re gonna feel so good, lemme see, i wanna see you cum,” eijirou damn near begs in a delighted and devoir sigh. a scream rips through your body, dwarfed beneath the size of the super solider as the winding cord in your tummy finally breaks its tension— the pressure that had been building inside of you coming crashing down and your orgasm tearing through you, spilling in clear liquid from your sticky and squelching sex. your teary and dazzling doe eyes screw shut, rolling back into your skull while you release, tainting your folds with a sugar glaze shine— the sweetest treat in the world to kirishima being making you feel good.

he doesn’t relent on your poor pussy as you shake throughout your very first high, stealing the precious moment from you and any future partner who might really love you— who’s not obsessed with the idea of your forgiveness. eijirou thumbs fast and cruel shaped into your raw clit, overstimulating you until the stream of your release stops seeping through the bedsheets. “good girl, such a good girl,” he hums, slowly pulling out of you while you spasm through the aftershocks of cumming for the first time. “stay here, kay? ‘m gonna get something before we have you try ‘n take my cock.” 

the weight of the winter soldier eases off of you, letting air fill your lungs and a clear conscious return to you. 

you wait until his footsteps are no longer audible to make your move, shooting up from the bed with no time to think about how sick your favourite hero is— for thinking you’ll forgive the deaths of the people you love most in exchange for him taking away your precious purity. 

but you don’t have time to make a run for it, tackled to the bed once more by the stronger, trained killer. “i thought i told you to stay put,” kirishima snarls at you like you’re meek prey to him, forgetting his manners and his mission. “don’t you listen, baby? this is all for you,” 

“i don’t want you!” comes your bratty little yell ( at least to the winter soldier ), who only throws you back onto the bed in the same position you were before— sitting heavy on your waist with your face shoved into the sheets. “please eijirou, l-let me go! i won’t tell anyone what you did! i’ll keep quiet! i’ll—“ your words fall away as eijirou grabs you by the back of the neck and you feel a sharp pinprick to your side. “w-what was that?” 

a wooziness takes over you, calming your brain like it did when eijirou was making you feel good. “‘m sorry, i didn’t want to have to use it,” he says with what feels like faux sympathy. “but you just wouldn’t listen!” the redhead eases you down onto the bed once more, it’s a little something that’ll make accepting my apology a little easier, baby. so you stop squirming, so it hurts a little less. now be good, yeah?” 

“y-yeah, okay,” you reply, slow blinking as your body begins to accept its fate.

using the remnants of your previous orgasm, kirishima slicks himself up again, running the meat of his shaft along the length of your quivering pussy— sending hormones of lust dancing across your brain. you can’t see him; but kirishima’s cheeks are flushed with unadulterated desire, his gaze swimming each time he taps the head of his cock against your souse pulsating hole. “gonna fuck you so good, gorgeous, don’t you worry.” he says, words a little too rushed and too eager, and without warning, the war hero’s hips jump forward to drive his cock into the deepest parts of your sex, fully lubed up with all your piquant juices. 

eijirou is bigger than you’d dreamed off before all of this, weighty against the stickiness lining your unclaimed, gummy walls. you can feel every brown wrapped pretty around his girth pressing into pleasure spots you’ve not even had a chance to discover for yourself. his breath is shaky and uneven, prickling at your ears despite the static that crackles across your brain— from lust or from the drug you can’t even tell. 

“i wanna move, baby,” the winter soldier gasps, wavering and hips stilling just as he reaches the hilt. this is the least he could do for you, try to be gentle as he completes this last mission— takes your virginity. in all these years of training for hydra, kirishima has never exercised such restrained, barely keeping himself together with every flutter of your sex and ripple of heat from your body  around his cream soaked dick. “so tight, you need to be fucked. you need me, s’gonna be okay baby…just lemme take you.” 

against your better judgement, the voice in the back of your mind screaming at you to fight back— you roll your ass back to meet kirishima’s hips, pushing your searing cunt further onto  his girth as if to coax him to move until eijirou is completely bottomed out and balls deep inside, oozing sweet nectar down his thighs and balls alike. “p-please,” you slur cutely, hating your body for wanting him so bad after everything he’s done to you. “w-wanna forgive you,” 

that’s all the motivation the winter soldier needs to go through with it all, you yelp at the pure strength he possesses in manhandling you into the perfect arch— all of his weight dropping onto you with his caramel and sweaty chest pressing to your back. a pathetic hiccup escapes you when kirishima simultaneously latches onto your neck and pulls his cock from you, using teeth and tongue, lolling the pink muscle over your skin, decorating you with lovebites you won’t be able to hide from nosey onlookers. in one powerful thrust, he’s filling you back up to the brim— all the way up in your guts until you feel him in your tummy, making you feel dwarfed by the super soldier above you. 

with what little energy you have left, still doped up from whatever he spiked you with— you rock your hips back onto eijirou, letting your cute and ravaged cunt suck more of him into your warmth and aiding him in building up a steady pace to his thrusts.

the bed starts to groan and creak beneath the force of the redhead now brutally ploughing into you— precum in fat drops smearing against your ripe and fertile walls that feel like home to his hardened length. your pussy blossoms for the man like a flower in a spring bloom, ready for the taking, ready for kirishima. only he could do this for you, teach you what seeing stars look like, drag you to cloud nine. it was the least he could do for you, and it made his dick twitch knowing that you were starting to accept him— clenching down on his mushroomed tip ever time it pulls out of you with a wet pop.

you stretch painfully over his creamy cock, though you feel like you’re on cloud nine— overwhelmed with a ravenous ecstasy that shoots from your brain to the tips of your toes, right through the heartbeat in your pussy. “feel amazin’ baby, oh that’s right, take me so fucking well,” eijirou whispers into the skin of your shoulder over sentimentally, the heat of his breath clinging to the sex in the air. his large palms drop to the globes of your ass— pulling them wide apart to spit between them and getting an enticing view of his dick lewdly plunging in and out of your perfect virgin hole. “that’s it…you like this don’t you, you like me doing this to you…” 

your mind says no but you can’t help but hump back onto him, still growing used to the burning pleasure as eijirou pushes in and out of you. “y-yes eiji, i-i like it,” he barely leaves your tight heat, with the little proximity between your saltine sweat slicked bodies, prodding at that special spot inside of you that makes you gush sweet nectar. 

you hope it’s the drug talking, every time you coo and cry out for the winter soldier— limp body taking the godspeed pace he moves at, filling you up each and every time. “‘h’baby, you really mean that?” metal fingers crawl up your spine, encapsulating your throat as if he can’t crush it within a second. he tugs your head back with a cool grip into a heated kiss, forcing his tongue over yours, mouths slotting together and sharing moans. “never meant for it to be like this, never gonna—fuck… cause you harm e’ver again, yeah?” kirishima’s voice rises in octave as it does in addiction, the handsome soldier succumbing to the mindbreak your gratifying, ichorous cunt had to offer him while he tucks into you.

“yeah…s’okay. o-oh! eijirou!” comes your brainless babble, your sanity falling into a cock-drunk state. eijirou’s own mind is as foggy as yours, plagued by thoughts of painting you white inside and relieving you of his burden— teaching you pleasure, teaching you sin. the slow roll of your hips back onto his mingle with the harsh slap of skin on skin, wet and crude, and hanging nastily in the air. 

there’s barely any oxygen for you to breathe between it all— kirishima rhythmically squeezing at the bruised column of your throat in tune with surging hips, assaulting your poor g-spot. “jus relax baby, go’ta sleep,” you swear you think you hear him say when you grow even more light headed. “lemme take care of you.”

he had no idea your little meek mewls could drive him this far up the wall, or that he’d want you to himself even after taking your virginity. kirishima sucks on the pulse point under your ear to sedate himself, keeping you locked in place with his metal arm— licking the beads of sweat from the side of your face while his free hand wraps itself in the fabric of your sweat soaked night shirt and uses it to tug you back onto his aching, pulsating dick. 

his sloppy groans echo throughout the lost purity of your bedroom, no longer a safe place— but now a reminder of how your body betrayed you, swaying in a taboo dance with the winter soldier as a crude mix of your arousals swing between both of your sore thighs. “i gotta cum baby, please lemme cum,” eijirou huffs breathily into your ear, grabbing you by the ass while he shifts to his knees and using the pure strength of the super soldier serum and his bionic arm to lift you up and down on his cock, forcing you to match his pace in frantic, hungry movements. “need to cum, need’a make it up to ya, please—oh fuckin’ fuck!”

“e-eiji!” you sob, reaching back to dick crescent moons into his fleisher arm that holds you up— letting the winter soldier fuck into you at his own will. “slow down! please!”

he shakes his head, red locks damp and sticking to his forehead as he tucks his face into the back of your shoulder. “c-can’t, need you close too. ‘m gonna cum,” he tells you, whining profligately— the ex assassin revelling in the way you drip thickly down his balls, heavy with cum, the lewd pap pap pap of your sexes moving together creating a song that echoes in the sex tainted air, matching up perfectly with your erotic choreographed routine against the sheets, tainted with your arousals. “gotta get’cha close, are you there gorgeous? that feeling in your tummy back?” 

you nod, simpering out for more even though your brain is too misted to keep up with what’s happening— lust coursing through your veins with whatever drug the winter soldier has put in your system. but the feeling is barely there, and you writhe against kirishima for more…even if you hate it, even if you’re not so sure you hate it anymore.

sleeping with the man that murdered your parents.

however, you don’t need to ask for more, eijirou’s metal fingers releasing your throat and allowing you to breathe again— sliding over your clothed, pebbled nipples and down the softness of your stomach before they coldly reach your hot cunt. they toy with your swollen clit between your throbbing, puffy folds to guide you over the edge once more. 

two orgasms for the two people you’d lost. 

your second high of the night comes crashing over you in a sudden wave, rendering you even more weak and useless than before— you seize up, trapping kirishima inside your soaked cunt as you gush like a sweet flowing river once more. the red head follows suit, his cock pulsing while his cream lines your raw and abused walls. he doesn’t ever let up, pushing his seed further along your walls until both of you collapse into the bed with exhaustion. your hole burns, cum seeping from your entrance as you swear kirishima feels even bigger when his dick is swollen with his orgasm.

“i’m sorry,” he says hoarsely once you’ve both calmed down— but your mind is running a mile a minute, fuzzy and lagging with a combination of your high and the drugs in your system. “‘m so sorry baby,” 

“it’s okay,” you whisper back, eyes fluttering with sleep again. 

though you’re not sure what you’re forgiving the winter soldier for this time.

taking your parents, or taking your innocence.

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𝕄𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕂𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕤: ℙ𝕣𝕠 ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕠!𝔻𝕖𝕟𝕜𝕚 𝕩 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

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𝔻𝕖𝕟𝕜𝕚 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕝 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕜𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕤

Word Count: 640

A pair of familiar arms wrap themselves around your waist, gently pulling you back against a warm body as a face is nuzzled comfortably against your shoulder. You didn't even have to turn your head to know that it was Denki who was holding onto you, probably still a drowsy mess.  Denki is always a cuddle bug regularly, but he gets really affectionate when he's tired. So whenever you get up early in the morning to make your weekend breakfast, like today, he always gets clingy with you when he inevitably wakes up. "Morning sleeping beauty." Your assumptions were confirmed by the soft groan your boyfriend gives in response to your teasing remark.

Denki looks up at you, his eyes still gleaming with sleep as his hair resembles that of a lion's mane. It's always cute to see him like this. "Why'd you leave me..?" He whines, hugging you closer. A sweet giggle slips past your lips as you plate the fresh scrambled eggs you finished cooking. Even though you knew he knew the answer, you replied anyway. "I got hungry, and I know you take 3 years to wake up. So I got up and made us some breakfast, as usual might I add." You finish plating the rest of the food and start cleaning up your mess of mixing bowls and cooking pans.

Denki let out a soft huff and nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, causing you to tense up a little. Your neck was always sensitive and because of that, you really didn't like it being touched. But you made an exception with Denki since it didn't annoy you the way it would if someone else touched your neck. Perks of being your boyfriend, you suppose. However, that didn't make you any less fazed as his breath fanned over the sensitive skin.

Denki immediately notices the subtle reaction and pulls away slightly, so tired that he completely forgot how sensitive your neck is. He goes to apologize before an idea pops into his head. He leans back in and presses soft kisses against your neck. You let out a soft squeak, not expecting neck kisses like this without much warning. He'd usually ask you or let you know in some way before doing anything with your neck. "Denki?" You didn't get a response as he continued to pepper your neck in kisses, sending a shiver up your spine.

You could practically feel the smirk that spread on Denki's lips as he pressed a few open-mouthed kisses against your skin, causing your legs to give a little as a soft gasp escapes you as you feel his hot tongue on your skin. Denki's hold on you gets tighter, supporting your weight as his assaults only get more intense. It doesn't take long before you are already lost in the sensation, too far gone to even think about stopping him. Your hand reaches back and tangles into his hair as you tilt your head to the other side, giving him more access which he gladly accepts. Soft breaths and whimpers were pouring out from you with every kiss, only getting more desperate with each lick and suck of your skin. You figured hickey’s were already forming and you couldn’t care less. It wasn't until Denki bites down on your neck and you let out a moan that he stops.

You snap out of your daze, face hot and flushed in embarrassment as you turn around to look at him. Denki is clearly amused by the confused and desperate expression on your face. "Wha... Why'd you stop...?" You pant out quietly. Denki grabs a plate and quickly pecks your lips. "Food's getting cold." The shocked look on your face only makes Denki's smirk grow as he walks away to go eat, leaving you standing there speechless.

#mha #my hero acedamia #bnha #boku no hero academia #denki #denki kaminari #denki x reader #denki x y/n #mha denki #bnha denki #x reader #x y/n #mha thrist #bnha thirst #mha x reader #mha x y/n #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n #kaminari x y/n #kaminari x reader #denki thirst #denki kaminari x reader #denki kaminari xy/n #denki kaminari imagine #mha imagine #bnha imagine

[twisted-alte]

i'm being serious rn dabi could step on me, slap me, even brand me with his fire, and all im gonna say would be "more please <3"

#dabi x reader #mha dabi #the thrist is real

[rosewantstowrite]

One broken heart

summary: After receiving the news Bakugo had died by an anonymous text Y/N sent him a text hoping she’ll see him in.

author: This is kinda dark and very angsty but with a happy ending. I’m sorry for the typos! I’m just too lazy to fix them. Thanks to @arayoflia saying I should make it.

cw: talk of Bakugo’s death, spoilers for chapter 362, angst, mention of suicide, mention of death, depression, mental health, cursing, fluff end.

genre: angst, fluff ending, smau

if you want to be on my tag list please let me know!! I plan on making more of these!!

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#bakugo katsuki smau #bnha bakugou #mha bakugou #bakugo simp #bakugou x you #bakugo thrist #bakugo x reader #bakugo smau #katsuki bakugo x reader #mha bakugo katsuki #bakugou fluff #bakugo angst #bakugo katsuki #katsuki x you #bnha bakugo katsuki #mha texts #mha spoilers #bnha spoilers #mha smau #bnha text #bnha smau #my hero academia #boku no hero acedamia #tw: depression #tw: mental health #tw: mention of suicide #tw: almost dying

[quivm]

check if you are !!

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25+ can interact but i have boundaries but please dont dm me and try to have normal conversations i have boundaries

yes i am 16, so be mindful of that and yes i write nsfw ( and sfw ) so dont dm me putting me down for it. teens have hormones too, oh no !!

this page is mostly for teens like me to have pages which they can interact with that like the same stuff because most are 'minor dni' ( understandable ) but all ages are allowed

i am dyslexic so please help me in finding spelling and gammar mistakes just dont put me down for it (´▽ʃ♡ƪ)

kinkshaming is not entertained here but i have boundaries please

i allow prompts + thrists but not requests

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i only give other socials to close mutuals !!

discourse around anything i write please dm me about it if it serious so i can amend or take it down

i mostly write fem reader but gn reader is possibly. female genital will be present most always unless specified in nsfw

edit!! i do write male reader now as well but it will be explicitly said in the beginning

i write sfw and nsfw. all minor characters while only get sfw pieces (i dont do aged up)

i dont do request unless i say do but there will be a time limit. if you still send some i will ignore them till next time ( ;´꒳`;)

switch, dom, sub reader will be written!

i write all characters sexualities (eg. maki x fem!reader)

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i write drabbles, short stories , long and headcannons but long stories are more rare

i write bc i want to this isnt that serious

fandoms might i write for : blue lock, death note, akama ga kill, mha, mob psycho, aot, tokyo revengers, jjk, genshin ( only childe ), pjsk, tokyo ghoul, csm, ohshc, manhwas ( not listing them ), dune, spiderverse, marvel, venom. dm me if you want me to write a fandoms thats not on here i might be into it !

again i will write nsfw / dark content here!

the specific topics in each nsfw post will be the post at the top!

dark content i write: stalking, obsession, kidnapping/entrapment, legal age gaps, yandere

things i will not write ! feet kink, feces/vomit, necrophilia, pedophilia, grooming, aging up, raceplay, beastiality, ddlg, abuse, mentions of race or weight, incest, puedo-incest/stepcest, selfcest, noncon/dubcon, torture

i will not write for:

genshin - anyone but childe

akame ga kill - anyone but esdeath

bungo stray dogs - dazai, kyoka

mha - anyone outside the mainish cast

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[heartofjasmina]

I’m sorry, I forgot that it was a mha game 😭 my love for nanami blinded me

I mean... I love him so much so you're not even wrong <3 no worries I just find it funny that the thrist for him is so strong it blinded both of us lol

#? :jasmina's asks: ?

[dinguswingus]

Buff Mic. Absolute beefcake cause someone said I drew him too built. He's cute- he's cute.

#my art #my hero academia #present mic #hizashi yamada #mha #dingus sketches #present mic simp #BE EF C A K E MIC SUPREMACY #WhooooOOOOOO #You see- #I made him bashful to avoid thrist trapping #I found the balance.

[patchworkpuzzle]

I'm thinkin...... Hawks shoving two fingers in my mouth cause we are fucking in Endeavors office when he is gone and I can't keep quiet

Oh Lills, we going EXTRA spicy tonight, huh?

I love this though, bless you for sending this in, cause GOT DAMN! 🥵🥵🥵

This was wrong.

So very wrong, but GOD did it feel so right.

You didn’t even know how it happened. One moment you were asking Hawks to sign some papers the next thing you knew you were in his lap, his warm hands on your hips as he bounced you up and down his length.

His pants ghosting over your cheeks, along with the chaffing of his zipper and pants, were doing nothing more but heightening your pleasure; making you more sensitive.

Well that, and the fact that you were doing this his office, in the middle of the day, when anyone could hear you or walk in on the two of you. You were sure that was adding to the overwhelming sensations but your brain was too fuzzy to really think too hard on it.

Though Hawks was not in the same boat as you. He knew the dangers, and chuckled when he felt you gag on his fingers when he placed them on your tongue; pushing them to the back of your throat.

“Come on, angel.” He cooed, smiling wider when he felt you suck on the digits, effectively quieting your moans.

“We can’t let our boss hear us, now can we?”

send in a friday funday thirst

#🧩.writes a drabble #🧩.thrists #🧩.my garden queen lills #hawks thirst #hawks x reader #hawks smut #mha hawks #mha smut

[smutbae]

Any time I see some sexy anime characters I just wanna some things like this. (pls I need help, I'm thristy asf people)

#i need jesus #smut prompts #imagine #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen imagines #x reader #reader insert #pls help #mha imagines #mha smut #mha x you #tokyorev x reader #bleach x reader #the thrist is real #alone with my thoughts #jjba x y/n #jjba smut #jjba x reader #one piece smut #one piece x reader #one piece x y/n #dc comics x reader #dc comics smut #hxh x reader #hxh smut #dbz x reader #dbz smut #marvel smut #marvel x reader

[thotsforvillainrights]

Mmm Mmm Mmm. Good Lawd🤤🥵

#thrist post #shigaraki #tomura stop it! #shigiraki tomura #shigaraki tomura #bnha #mha #boku no academia #my hero academia

[bakubabes-tatakae]

Imagine u out on the beach w the league and dabi and dabi ends up fucking you in the water and trying not to get caught by the league- ~😈

BEACH SEX WITH DABI? 😳 Yes please.

Dabi’s arms wrap around you as you the water reaches your torsos. His lips meet your neck. Just seeing you in your swimsuit it making this man need your body right here and now. “I need you right now Y/n.”

“Dabi, we’re at a crowded beach, do you honestly think this is a good idea?” You move your neck to the side and put your hands in his hair to give him better leverage. 

“No one can see anything, just stay quiet and we’ll be fine.” He smirks as his hand travels to your swimsuit bottoms. He pushes them to the side and starts rubbing your folds. You put your head on his shoulder as waves of pleasure course through your body. “See, look at you dirty girl, you love it.” As you lift your head back up you feel his girth fill your aching core. His places a kiss to your lips to keep you from screaming out. “I told you to stay quiet, didn’t I?”

His thrusts are slow and careful. He knows that the members of the league are just offshore, probably keeping an eye on the two of you since it was rare you all went out in public. He spoke in your ear. “Look at you, quivering with so many people around. Keep the moans quiet, but daddy wants to hear a little something.”

You can barely form sentences as his thrusts grow a little quicker. “You like that doll?” His voice is low and raspy. You say nothing and his hand grasps your face, forcing you to look him in the eyes. “I asked you a question sweetheart.”

The hunger in his eyes was pushing you closer and closer to your resolves. “Yes daddy.” 

The seduction in your voice has a smirk pulling on his lip. “That’s it baby. Your pretty pussy is so tight around my cock.” He places another kiss to your lips as he sees you about to come undone. Your cunt clenched around his cock and you moan into his mouth. “I know you’ve got another one in there for me.”

#dabi #dabi thirst #dabi thrist post #dabi mha #dabi bnha #😈 anon #harlie thirsts

[writersperpetualblock]

One of my biggest fears is someone close to me finding me on here and discovering my deepest darkest secrets/kinks/personalties??? Like wow I'd have to kill them and I really don't like murder except when I write it💀

#im not this person irl #real life me is really bland compared??? #excerpt from a story i'll never write #writers #writers on tumblr #mha fanfiction #marvel fanfiction #fanfic #fangirl #thrist crew #the thrist is real #bnha x reader #lemon

[softweebqueen]

~I promise I have content coming but after watching Heroes Rising I have come to a conclusion....

If Kirishima wanted to destroy my body, I would allow him to, I would be his personal punching bag but I will also be his teddy bear. I love that boy with all of my heart and I mean it when I say that he is best boy ~

#queenie talks #queenie thrists #mha todoroki #bnha eijiro kirishima #eijiro kirishima #Kirishima #Kirishima is the best boy

[sadboysimps]

Guys send me My Hero Academia thirsts or anything.

I don't kinkshame so free yourselves.

Female y/n, male y/n, gn y/n. Pretty much any character I guess.

(I'm not into women but if you want to thirst the ladies you absolutely can!)

Also yeah Minors Don't Interact please :D

#i mean if i think it's too much or too disgusting (which i doubt anyone will send) I'll just not post it #but guys pls thrist thirst filth please #or fluff #i want asks 🥺 #mha #my hero academia #mha headcanons #my post #bnha #bnha headcanons #mha x reader #bnha x reader

[beebeedibapbeediboop]

This little finger licking in the last episode really made me feel things ;;;;;;

Bonus:

#plz forgive me for this #i just had to put my attraction for toshinori somewhere #well thrist would be more convenient I guess #toshinori yagi #all might #midoriya izuku #uraraka ochako #aizawa shouta #deku #bnha #boku no hero academia #mha #my hero academia #fanart

[aztecbrujeria]

🍋MHA Boys & Star Wars RP HC THRIST!!🍋

I woke up in a mood and I NEED TO SHARE MY EXTREME THIRST!!!! Ever wonder what the boys would be like if you got them to Role Play in your favorite Star Wars characters in the bedroom...

This will be for Shoto, Izuku, Bakugo (by a friends request)...

NSFW TW: Choking, Cream Pie, Overstimulation, BDSM slight themes, Masks...

Shoto:

So, after many deliberations with my wonderful friends, I had a huge boner for Shoto our Emo Prince in a Mandalorian helmet and nothing else!!!

He likes to surprise you, knowing that you get absolutely wrecked for your favorite mercenary for hire, when you get home from a long day you are suddenly taken by surprise with him pulling you back into his chest from behind.

He reaches up and holds you by your throat, "I can bring you in warm" you can feel his left side that's on your thick thigh heating up before you feel his right side begin to cool around your throat, "...Or I can bring you in cold." KNEEEESSS FUCKING BUCKLING!!!!

You've made it to the bedroom...

You feel his strong hands pressing your thick legs to touch your ears, breathing labored his his sleek silver helmet, you've reached your fifth orgasm and can feel the huge sticky loads from Shoto drool out of your abused pussy. Hot tears rolling down your cheeks, cunt puffy and abused, you feel the fat head of his thick cock slide luxuriously through your mess. You begin to whine at the feel of his tip brushing against your swollen clit before he reaches down to guide his fat dick back to your opening, collecting his loads, "Sh-Shoooootooo..." You whine and feel his body shudder between your thick thighs and your toes begin to curl as you feel him stretch you slowly yet again. As you feel him thrust inside of your walls stuffing your oozing cunt, beginning to clamp down once again, you hear him though the helmet, "This is the Way..."

Excuse me while I pass away, I'm fucking feral for Mando Shoto, I FUCKING NEED THIS!!!

Deku:

OH MY GODDDDD!!!!! We know man's is Tall, Beefy, HUUUGGEEEE fucking packing man!!!! He would wear the Kylo Ren Sith Mask for you and fuck does he play into the dark side!!!!!

After weeks of trying to convince your lorge big boy PH husband to role play, you got him to play with his villain side.

Of course he does his homework reads all the books and watches all the movies to get his character right.

Is taken by surprise when you wear the Princess Leia outfit and present him with the mask. He smiles at you wickedly…

You’ve now made it to the bedroom…

He has your collar pulled tight, the feel of the choking sending your euphoria higher. His heavy cock stretching you to your limits as you are gripping the sheets and you can hear his heavy balls and thick thighs bruise the back of yours. His thick voice changed through the Sith mask he wore as he began to recite the Sith code:

“Peace is a lie, there is only passion.” Thrust, closer to your oblivion, your pussy’s gummy walls sucked Izuku in deeper…

"Through passion, I gain strength." Heavy balls slap your ass, you feel his strong hand reach down to circle your overstimmed clit...

"Through strength, I gain power." Pressure just right you're beginning to squeeze your legs, trying to hook them behind his thick frame to drive him deeper...

"Through power, I gain victory." You can feel the fat girth of his heavy dick drag in and out of you, your eyes are starting to roll into the back of your head...

"Through victory, my chains are broken." The pressure is building as you scream and mumble incoherently while the mask is making his breathing more pronounced...

"The Force shall free me." You hear him beginning to growl behind the mask, flashes of green filling the room against he red LED lights...

“Z-ZUKU! Hnnngghhh, fuck, f-fuck…” His gripped tightened on your hip when he stopped. He bent over your back, towering over you, balls deep in your greedy walls. His scarred hand wrapped the chain to your collar around his knuckles until he was touching the clasp. Your gushing cunt clenched around him making him hiss in the Sith mask. He pulled you up against his chest so he could get close to you, your clit ached and your hunger for him increased making you drool, “Young Jedi…come to the darkside, it won’t take me much to break you.”

Bakugo:

I talked this over with a friend, I don't simp for this man, it was to good to pass up!!! We thought Boba Fett's mask was perfect for him as a mercenary!!!

It took only a moment to convince him to wear it, you presented it as a challenge and we know he can't back down.

Once you brought up Shoto and Izuku wearing them and pleasing you he immediately grabs the mask from you and puts it on.

What you didn't expect was the earth shattering fuck he was going to give you!!

You didn't even make it to the bedroom!!

Hand upon your throat, body pushed into the living room floor, there are rug burns forming on your tail bone from how hard he had been plunging in and out of your slicked walls. You could see him in the Green helmet before your eyes roll into the back of you head. He is growling with every heavy thrust, your pussy is puffy and abused from the amount of cum that has already escaped your entrance, he's mad you came so many times already and not enough for him at the same time. He can feel you convulse around his ungodly thick ass dick and he smirks behind the mask, "Oh, no you don't, you're no good to me dead." You feel him release your neck and hook your legs on his shoulders lifting you so he can hug your thick thighs to his torso. You scream his name as he picks up the pace and you feel the tip of his dick abuse your spot of pleasure and you feel your toes curl once again...

This was all I couldn't help myself!!!!

#mha todoroki #mha bakugou #mha izuku #bakugou x reader #izuku x you #todoroki x reader #bnha headcanons #izuku smut #todoroki headcanons #bakugo headcanons #bnha x star wars