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earthtooz · 11 months
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fluff with a lot of angst, reader is injured and in hospital for one scene but it's not graphic, lovesick!bakugou
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during the many years you’ve loved bakugou katsuki, you have only seen him cry three times.
the first time, you were alarmed. where you fell asleep on the couch awaiting your boyfriend’s return, you did not expect to wake up to the sound of sniffles and the sight of drying tears.
“katsuki? what’s the matter?” you asked cautiously, immediately sitting up to wipe his tears away.
your touch, like a healing balm to the blond, lets you treat him like glass when both of you know he is nothing akin to fragile.
“‘s nothin’,” he gruffly huffs, voice cracking a little.
“if you say so,” you murmur skeptically, knowing better than to prod when it’s bakugou involved.
“were ya waitin’ for me?”
you nod. “i thought we could eat together but- what time is it?”
“almost nine.”
“oh. i thought we could eat dinner together but your patrol must have ended a lot later.”
his heart aches pitifully, worsening when he watches you rub the sleep out of your eyes. “‘m sorry, i didn’t mean to come home so late.”
“it’s okay, i get it.”
“we can still eat together, if that’s okay,” he grumbles, looking away bashfully and missing the way your face brightens.
“that sounds lovely, i’ll go heat up dinner-“
“-no, i’ll do it. it’s my fault for coming home later, i’ll call you when it's done.”
bakugou is out of your sight before you can argue any further. as you watch your boyfriend disappear, you’re left pondering on the couch as to why he was acting so uncharacteristically. did he have a bad day? did something happen at work? was he unable to save someone? that’s can't be the reason, he always-
“dinner’s done!” your boyfriend calls from the kitchen, disrupting your thoughts.
when you asked, it didn't sound like he had a terrible day, in fact it sounds like he had a successful patrol, but you cannot fathom any other reason for his melancholy, but if he’s forgotten about it, then you will too.
but... bakugou doesn’t forget. he still remembers when midoriya first alluded to the inheritance of his quirk from all might, he remembers the night vision goggles kirishima broke when trying to save him that one time, he remembers your favourite things and what makes you happy; he remembers everything.
and he’ll never forget that the tears he shed tonight were over the fact that bakugou will never get to show you how much he loves you.
bakugou katsuki, for the first time, realised just how painfully human he is.
he has a heart that beats for you, limbs that longingly ache to be near you whenever he’s not, a mind devoted to you and a cursed mouth so incapable of expressing it all.
if he could, he would wrestle the night sky to give its stars to you instead because you love stars. you love the stupid things in life that bakugou can't give. he can’t give you everything you could ever want and with that realisation, bakugou discovered just how beatable he was.
you may never know the multitude of bakugou’s love for you, and that fact alone brings him to tears as he gazed upon your sleeping figure on the couch, resting peacefully until his arrival.
the second time, you wake up confused.
the lights in the room are dim, there's a machine beeping intermittently and you think it's a heartbeat monitor but you don't really think too hard about it because your body hurts.
you have to blink a few times to get the blurriness out of your eyes, but you eventually comprehend the sterile walls of a hospital room. then the memories come back one by one, a patrol gone awry, evacuating citizens and... ah, being slammed into a wall back-first by the villain. explains the pain.
then you register the looming figure beside your bed, a pair of widened vermillion eyes gazing into your own with untameable blond hair to match, you can't help the smile from spreading on your face when you see your lover.
"hey," you cough weakly, throat dry and scratchy from lack of use.
next thing you know, bakugou's bulky figure is draped over yours, forehead resting on your chest as his arms gently snake around your torso, bringing you into his chest and pressing himself firmly against you.
you feel him; his relief, his sorrow, his devotion, his painful sobs as he shakes against you and it kills you that the only thing you have the strength to do is run a hand through his hair. you want to kiss him, to tell him that it's okay and that there's nothing to cry about, that you're here and nothing will change that, but you're so very sore and barely in tact.
"don't do this shit again," he threatens weakly and you feel his tears seep through your hospital gown. "you had me so fuckin' worried, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, i can't believe you'd do this to me, do you know how much it sucked to be without you?"
"sorry, katsuki," you whisper and he looks up at you, glossy eyes and quivering lip.
"promise me you'll never do this again."
cupping his cheeks with your hands, there's a rush of deja vu as your thumbs catch his tears. "i don't know how realistic that promise is given that this is my job-"
"-your job is to save lives, not go crashin' into buildings, idiot."
you laugh gently, a stabbing pain making itself known in your gut when you do. your wince doesn't go unnoticed by bakugou, who knows you better than the back of his hand and his heart lurches at the slightest evidence that you're in pain. "still, i won't make promises i can't keep, you know how our jobs are, katsuki."
he frowns, furrowing his brows. "then i'll promise to always be there for you. don't go where i can't."
"that's not realistic."
"watch me."
"okay then, deal."
there are questions you still want answers to, but for now, you'll let the blond continue crying with his ear pressed against your chest.
(you won't ever know about the few days bakugou has spent in your hospital ward, absolutely miserable as he looks upon your gaze with anticipation. he hates how helpless he is, that he can't do anything to rid of this horrible feeling in his chest but wait for you to wake up. he hates that he can't any semblance of peace, he hates the man that love has made him, but most importantly, he hates being without you.
you won't ever know the struggle it was to get bakugou out of your room for even just an hour. midoriya and kirishima had to wrestle him in hopes of getting some proper food together, and yaomomo and todoroki had to literally block the door with various items to prevent his entrance.
you won't ever know how alienated bakugou felt, unable to face your shared home without you in it. without your music playing, without your shoes messily thrown at the genkan, without your comforting presence to return to when all is said and done, there isn't much of a home for bakugou.
you won't ever know how desperately bakugou clung to your hand, fiddling with it whenever he needed a safe haven.
you won't ever know the amount of tears the blond had shed by your side, hunched over your bed, with nothing and no one to comfort him but the sound of the heartbeat monitor.)
the third time, you cry too.
it's your wedding day.
when the news first came out, japan practically roared with excitement and anticipation for the special day that their two favourite heroes would wed. the enthusiasm has not dimmed down even months later, and now, as you're one door away from your lover, you feel it buzzing in your bones.
it all goes by in a blur. one second you're about to trip over yourself in nervousness and the next, you're walking down the aisle with a stunned bakugou failing to keep his composure at the altar. despite the amount of close friends and family around you, all you can see is the love of your life who looks at you with unmatched adoration and affection in those ruby irises of his.
up close, however, all you can see are the tears forming in his eyes, and his first sniffle takes everyone in the room by surprise. no doubt, this is their first and last time seeing their beloved hero cry.
more tears are shed and then, it's just waterworks from practically everyone in the room as bakugou breaks down even more.
thank goodness for a private wedding because you know he is never going to live it down if the press got their hands on this image.
a close friend of yours hands you a handkerchief and you wipe away bakugou's tears with a teasing smile, unable to keep your wobbly laughter at bay as your lover- japan's symbol of victory and heroism, turns to nothing but putty in your hands. he lets you treat him so delicately because you've seen him at his lowest, most shaken, and most unlovable, yet still decided to stay.
"sorry," he apologises as you dab at his tears, words reserved for you and you alone. "you're just so... divine. i can't believe i'm marryin' you."
you feel your first tear roll down your cheek and bakugou catches it before it can go too far, wiping it away.
"such an embarrassin' way to start our wedding," he grumbles.
"embarrassing for the both of us, but memorable no doubt," you try to reason.
"everything is memorable as long as i'm with you."
"such a sap," you whack his shoulder lightly. "have you been saving that line for today specifically?"
"you should wait til the vows. bet mine are better than yours."
"i didn't know you could be a poet."
"only for you."
"well then, i can't wait to find out what else you are, katsuki."
"i'll always be yours."
you laugh, "i'm glad to hear that 'cause i love you."
"i love you even more, i'm crying just to prove it."
"your tears are dangerous."
"yeah well, you're marryin' these tears so."
"like i said, i can't wait."
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frickingnerd · 2 months
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bakugou's s/o sleeping with plushies
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pairing: katsuki bakugou x gn!reader
tags: established relationship, fluff, reader is nervous to tell bakugou about their plushies, happy ending
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bakugou knew that you owned a ton of plushies, as he regularly saw them all over your bed and the shelves in your dorm room
he also knew that they were important to you, even if you always tried to act like they were just decoration
perhaps you thought that bakugou would find it embarrassing that you still had plushies you slept with, but he always made sure to never comment on them
that was, until class 1A went on a trip and slept over in another city, where you didn't have your plushies around
that night, you couldn't sleep at all. you didn't want to take your plushies along, since you didn't want to look childish, but now you were regretting your decision
you tossed and turned in bed, while the other students of class 1A seemed to be already asleep. except for bakugou!
despite never saying a word about your plushies, he knew they were important to you, which was why he decided to bring one of them along, without asking you
as you turned over in bed, you almost had a heart attack when suddenly your favorite plushie was placed in front of you by your boyfriend
“take it!” bakugou commanded and you happily wrapped your arms around the plushie “you can be mad at me for taking it without permission tomorrow, but now i want you to sleep… and if that little thing helps, then i'm glad about it!”
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katsus-world · 11 months
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Things bakugou would “hate” as your boyfriend!
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This man would most definitely hate it when u slap his ass
• "the actual fuck, y/n?!" His pupils are dilated as he stares as you.
• You freeze up and let out a nervous laugh.
• "What? You do it to me all the time! It's only fair if I get a little slap every once in a while!" You look at him in defense.
• "That's different! Don't ever touch my ass again, or ima explode your face off!" His threats are meaningless as he turns back to doing whatever he was doing.
• He'd never hurt you and that was obvious. But he would most definitely pick you up and toss you onto the couch while mumbling shit under his breath, leaving you and going back to what’s the was doing.
•letting this first time slide, if you do it again, he’s doing it back with a little more force.
“Ah katsuki! What the fuck?!” You’re laughing as you jog out the room holding your pulsing cheek.
“Oh, now you don’t like it?! You weren’t saying that when I had you bent over last night woman.” He proudly says as he goes back to chopping up some onions.
“Katsuki!” You’re red, walking back into the kitchen and wrapping your arms around his toned waist.
He grunts in response and y’all stay like that for a little while. Living the way you place small kisses on his back.
This dude would absolutely hate it if you don’t answer his tik toks 😭
I’m sorry but I already KNOW if you answered him and didn’t reply to all 4 tik toks he’s finna say something.
“Go Look at my tik toks dumbass, they’re funny.” A small hue of pink scatters his face as he says it with embarrassment.
“Sorry Kat I’ll do it Right now! I didnt Check them before because I was finishing some homework. I didn’t want to leave you on delivered though so I only answered the other text you sent me.” You give out a quick explanation as you open the first link.
It was a video of a kid falling
He grunts in response and moves closer to you.
You both are in his dorm and he just watches the vids w you and CACKLES as he sees them kids falling 😭😭
( ˘ ³˘)♥ ( ˘ ³˘)♥ ( ˘ ³˘)♥ ( ˘ ³˘)♥ ( ˘ ³˘)♥ ( ˘ ³˘)♥
Unrevised but I just HAD to get these out of my head! I’m sorry for any misspellings 😭💔
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agendercrisisx · 5 months
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Shoto loves taking care of you, because he was never taken care of as a child. So he loves making sure you feel loved, to never pressure you and of course fuck you until you can't stand.
The man has stamina and he is not afraid to use it. He can go for hours, never taking a break. Cumming several times, but not caring because he just wants you to feel good. That's all he cares about. His angel, or demon. Depends on the context, you're an angel in the real world. But when its just you too, oh what a brat you can be.
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infrunamie · 8 months
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fling!yandere who loathes the feeling in his chest whenever you leave after fucking him. his hand clutching his bare chest, digging into the flesh leaving cresent moons.
fling!yandere who gets mad at you for sleeping around with other people, yelling in your face how you used and played with him.
fling!yandere who blocks you after you leave, horrid thoughts festering in the dark room he's weeping in, fingers shaking as he taps the button then screams with all his might, launching his phone across the room.
fling!yandere who tries his hardest to forget you, scrubbing your scent clean from his sheets.
fling!yandere who sleeps with other people, time after time again disappointment. no-one can fuck him as heavenly as you do, no-one can call him sweet names like you do, and no-one can ever replace you.
so when fling!yandere sees you from your window, fucking this random stank he loses his mind. he runs back home and begins to devise a plan.
the festering achy feeling is back creeping inside him, like tiny spiders under his skin. he's scratching and scratching till his fingernails are bloody and skin is torn.
the voice in his head berating him, spewing insults and fabrications. he smacks the side of his head screaming, "shutupshutupshutup. shut the fuck up!"
until, a sick idea appears in his head, if you won't come to him willing,
he'll just take you by force.
he laughs and laughs, and doesn't stop laughing.
he watches the monitor with love struck eyes and a dopey smile, dragging his index across the screensaver that is your face. drawing a bloodied heart.
"my darling, wait for me okay? I'll make everything just as it's supposed to be.♡"
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keigos-wings · 1 year
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the idea of subby keigo rutting against your thigh as you play with his wings has me in SHAMBLES
listening to him whimper and whine and beg for you to fuck him as tears roll down his pretty little face bcs he’s so frustrated,, he’s such a good boy, why won’t you fuck him already :,(
“fuck- please- i need you so bad- ‘m a good boy i promise, please just fuck me-”
and how could you say no to your little birdie when he begs so pretty?
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hollowtakami · 1 month
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PRETTY BIRDIE
sub!keigo x gn!reader (w/ audio refs)
CONTENT: SMUT, MDNI! just a subby bird who likes praise and being good for you :((
WORD COUNT: 264
AUTHOR NOTE: i had a lot of fun w this one! i’ve been writing a lot of smut lately to get used to writing it, let me know what you think! feedback and rbs are always appreciated <3
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Keigo sitting in your lap with his hands tied to his back while you pump his pretty cock.
At first, he tries to suppress his whimpers, grunting and biting his lip as he fights back the urge to rut his hips upwards. Your hand feels so good as it strokes his shaft, all the way up as your thumb glides across his tip and uses his precum to lube up his dick.
He starts to squirm the slower you go, writhing in your lap, teary-eyed. He begs with shaky breaths and a quivering lip.
“Please- feels so good!”
“Need more- please-!”
How could you deny him when he’s being such a good boy and using his words?
He whimpers louder when you go faster, pumping his cock and listening to how wet he is, the way he mewls with every stroke that reaches down to his balls and all the way up to his sensitive head, more pre leaking from his tip, now red and desperate for your touch.
He’s practically crying, rutting his hips into your hand and moaning your name.
“A-Ah! Please, please, I’m gonna-“
You lean in and coo in his ear, “Cum for me, baby,”
He squirms, his whimpers sounding like sobs as he explodes in your lap. His wings span out as he cums and tears paint his pretty face. He covers your thighs and his tummy with ribbons of white, panting. His wings flutter as he rides out his orgasm and whines as you slowly pump his sensitive cock.
You kiss his neck, praising him.
“That’s my boy,”
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AUDIO REFS
[🩵] -> he would sound like this when you’re playing with his pretty cock <3
[🩵] -> he’d sound like this when he’s close, bucking his hips and whining for you :((
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uravitypng · 11 months
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you were arguing with katsuki while denki was chilling in the corner of the room as mina walks in and asks whats happening as denki says you're having a lovers spat, leading to you both being incredibly confused because what? you're not having a lovers spat, you're just playfully arguing, it's what you always do with each other, it's not serious, it's hot. why does denki think it's a lovers spat? mina just nods in understanding leading to katsuki shouting at them telling them nothings wrong and they should "fuck off, and not pry into our relationship," you grin as katsuki turns to what with a scowl on his face, "what dumbass?"
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kyunzin · 3 months
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𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐰𝐚
pairing; husband!aizawa x gn!Reader
cw; nsfw, teasing, grinding, groping, riding, kissing, cockwarming?, use of love and baby (to both)
a/n; this was supposed to be sleepy sex with aizawa but i got a bit carried away, do tell me if you think I should add any more cw
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husband!aizawa who came home late from his night shift finding the halfway dimly lit by a small antique light hanging from the ceiling.
husband!aizawa who walks with light steps knowing you’re asleep not wanting to wake you.
husband!aizawa who goes to the bathroom first stopping himself of his layers and slipping into the shower quickly to wash off.
husband!aizawa who steps out of the bath and dresses himself quickly and making his way to your shared room.
husband!aizawa who quietly opens the bedroom door to see you sprawled out on top of your king sized bed sheets pushed to the the side in only one of his shirts and underwear.
husband!aizawa who slowly pulls the sheets down to the end of the bed and lays himself down next you.
husband!aizawa who pulls you back against him gently not wanting to wake you and slips one arm under your waist reaching up to cup you chest throwing the other over to rest on your pelvis.
husband!aizawa who mumbles a sleepy “m’home love” into the back of your neck placing a soft kiss to your nape.
husband!aizawa who isn’t surprised when you mumble back a groggy “welcome back baby”.
husband!aizawa who lets out a low grunt when you push your ass against his crotch and let out a quiet “miss me?”.
husband!aizawa who nuzzles into your neck inhaling you sweet scent enjoying the feeling of you rubbing against him.
husband!aizawa who slurs out a “stop” because “you should sleep, I’ll fuck you when we wake up”.
husband!aizawa who is almost gives in when you let out a whine of “please, need you now, can’t wait”.
husband!aizawa who tells you it will take to long to prepare you as he already feels himself falling asleep.
husband!aizawa who feels his cock thickening out in his pants after you tell him that “I prepared myself before you came, I’m ready for you”.
husband!aizawa who knows he’s lost the game when he envisions you stretching yourself out for him knowing that you didn’t finish as you wouldn’t do so without his permission.
husband!aizawa who starts trailing kisses to to your neck and shoulder whispering out “you’ve been so good for me haven’t you baby, getting yourself ready all on your own ” and “I’m gonna give you what you want since you’ve prepared so nicely for me” in between them.
husband!aizawa who slides his hand that was resting on your pelvis down your underwear, slipping two fingers into your inviting hole.
husband!aizawa who elicits small moans from you as he teasingly fingers you avoiding the place he knows will make you scream.
husband!aizawa who plays with your chest while fingering you, flicking and pinching your nipples causing you to squirm trying to weasel your way out of his grip.
husband!aizawa who lets up when you plead for him to “stop teasing me and fuck me already” with a curt chuckle.
husband!aizawa who whispers “such a greedy hole you have” but pulls down his pjyama pants anyway, pulling out his now full mast cock from it’s confinement rubbing it against the curve of your ass.
husband!aizawa who moves your underwear to the side and teases your hole with his thick cockhead, slipping it in a little and pulling straight out letting.
husband!aizawa who feels as though he’s played with you enough and finally fills you out with a single slow thrust, the both of you cursing out in pleasure.
husband!aizawa who stays nestled inside you for a few seconds savouring the feel of you wet heat as he continues to grope your chest.
husband!aizawa who begins to languidly thrust into you enjoying the stretch of your hole around him.
husband!aizawa who tells you to “ride me then” when you whine that he’s being “to slow” and how he should “go faster”.
husband!aizawa who lays flat on his back while adjusting the pillow so that he can see you properly.
husband!aizawa who enjoys the sight of you stripping yourself of his shirt and your underwear, feeling your bare skin against his calloused hands.
husband!aizawa who rubs, squeezes and plays with your flesh in his hands until you swat them away telling him to “stop” because you’re “trying to focus” on slipping his cock back inside you.
husband!aizawa who lightly laughs as you struggle to sink down on him but lets you go at your own pace because it’s cute to see you struggle.
husband!aizawa who encourages you with praises of “c’mon baby, you can do it” and “your almost there just a little more” while he rubs up and down your thighs slowly.
husband!aizawa who was having fun watching you struggle but begins to lose his patience and asks if “you need help love?”.
husband!aizawa who when you let out a defeated whine of “yes please” tells you that “you did so well” and that he’s “proud of you for doing your best love”.
husband!aizawa who holds you still above him firmly by your hips asking you if “you ready”.
husband!aizawa who doesn’t wait for your answer and slams you down on him, the sound of your skin slapping against his echoing throughout the room as well as your muffled moan that was covered by your hand.
husband!aizawa who frowns at your actions asking you to “move your hand please , let me hear you baby” which you immediately do.
husband!aizawa who asks if “you not going to move baby?” when you lean forward to rest your hands on his chest clearly trying to catch your breath small whimpers leaving your mouth.
husband!aizawa who swears your walls grip him tighter as you rise up slowly.
husband!aizawa who watches you throw your head back as you quickly sink down on him.
husband!aizawa who lets you go at your own pace for a while but notices when your energy begins to grow impatient.
husband!aizawa who grows frustrated with the slow movements of you hips against him and takes matters into his own hands thrusting sharply into you with a grunt of “you wanted fast right? I’ll give it to you baby”.
husband!aizawa who laughs when you moan our that he’s “too deep” and that you “feel so full” because he knows and feels it too by the way you squeeze around him.
husband!aizawa who sets a punishing pace skin slapping against yours rhythmically while you struggle to stay up right only to ending up leaning over him with one hand on the headboard and one by the side of his head.
husband!aizawa who continues his onslaught even when you ask him to “slow down” because “you asked for this baby, remember?”
husband!aizawa who changes his angle slightly so that he’s hitting you in the best spot which immediately causes you to scream out in ecstasy.
husband!aizawa who knows that you’re close to release even before your chants of “m’so close” and “don’t stop” because of the way your walls clench around him.
husband!aizawa who fucks into you with a little more vigour feeling himself getting close as well.
husband!aizawa who asks if “ you want to come together baby” through laborious breaths.
husband!aizawa who pulls you down for a loving kiss pace never letting up after you let out a “yes please baby” in between broken moans.
husband!aizawa who tells you to “come now baby” when he feels he’s ready the steady pulse if your walls convulsing around him setting him off the both of you moaning out in pleasure.
husband!aizawa who lets you slump against him your hot bodies pressing against each other both of you panting coming down from your highs.
husband!aizawa who kisses you again when you press your foreheads together wrapping his arms around your middle and lower back.
husband!aizawa who pulls the cover over the both of you, keeping his cock and come secure in you after you both collectively agree that you have no energy to go clean up.
husband!aizawa who kisses your forehead whispering “sweet dreams my love” when you bury your head in the croock of his neck.
husband!aizawa who falls asleep in the security of your bodies deeply connected.
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𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
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ily-tomura · 2 months
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Bed Time
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Autistic!Tomura, GN!Reader
Getting ready for bed can be an ordeal, especially if Tomura hasn’t had the time to wind down after a stressful day.
He’s got a few videos that he’s seen a bunch of times and he likes to put those on as background noise as he’s falling asleep.
Tomura tosses and turns a lot in his sleep. You’ve found that he settles down faster if you wrap him up in a little blanket cocoon.
Sometimes you’ll get wrapped up in his sleepy tossing and he’ll end up curling around you. It seems like when he’s asleep, he’s much less nervous to touch you.
Tomura won’t admit it to you, but he does love stuffed animals. You’ve gotten him some and he loves them all dearly despite not being outwardly loving on them when you’re around. If you leave for periods of time, he’ll set them up around the house so he doesn’t feel as alone.
He is a big fan of taking naps. He’ll talk about how much he hated them when he was younger, but more recently? Set him up with some tea and a pillow and he’ll be snoozing in the next five minutes.
Tomura is actually fine with total darkness, but he gets uncomfortable when it’s only dim. His eyes try to fill in the blanks that he can’t see and it makes him unnecessarily tense. You set up some fun lights that he has the remotes for on his side of the bed.
He actually likes mornings, and frequently gets up earlier than you to play games until you wake up. You’ll very occasionally wake up to him looking at you, studying your peaceful expression, but he apologizes when you catch him doing that.
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hydroj1ns · 9 months
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cold morning
Hawks wings (18+, gn! reader, FLUFF, edging, his wings are very sensitive, WING KINK, somno)
Many see him as the fastest, the #2 hero, a cocky bastard. But Hawks is really just a delicate songbird at the end of the day. 
He always makes sure to schedule a “lazy day” for each week in which he doesn’t have to respond to villain attacks, attend interviews, or do dirty work for the Hero Commission. 
On these days, he doesn’t leave your side at the crack of dawn to tend to those hero duties that you understand are necessary to keep the peace, but can’t help but find annoying.
On these days, you wake up to him still keeping the bed warm with his broad crimson wings, draped over your figure protectively while his head rests on your chest. 
On these days, he always sleeps shirtless, claiming it's “the most comfortable” for his wings. They don’t make any pajamas suited for wings that he particularly likes anyways. 
You take a glance past the foggy glass of Keigo’s (unbelievably expensive) penthouse to admire the falling snowflakes glistening and the white powder that sits on top of skyscraper roofs.
You feel his warm, scarred skin on yours that is like heaven on earth, and as your eyes drift back to his wings, you can’t help but want to run your fingers through the beautiful rouge. Your curiosity gets the best of you, and you lift one of the giant appendages to reveal the soft, downy feathers of the underside. Like typical birds, Keigo grows extra feathers in the cold months to provide thicker protection. 
Carefully, you flip him over so that he is lying on his back with the ventral surface of his wings revealed to more wholly appreciate his most prized possessions (second to only you). Slowly, your fingers trail from the bend of his wing down to the most delicate part of him, the fluffy winter molt covering his tertials closest to the base of the wing. This draws a sigh out of him as he shuffles slightly, but still remains in his dream state, undoubtedly still tired from last night's mission. However, this only eggs you on as you gently comb through feathers, relishing in their softness. Your hand travels farther down to the older, secondary feathers that came in with his autumn molt. These aren’t quite as downy, but they still feel like silk as you lightly run a single one between your index and middle fingers. As you continue your caressing, you notice his body squirming, eyebrows furrowing, thighs clenching and unclenching. 
Encouraged, you grab the feather oil Keigo keeps in the bedside drawer used to soothe his wings after particularly laborious jobs. After spreading the oil on your hands, you begin rubbing individual feathers, starting with the outermost ones. The smell of jasmine permeates the air, prompting you to lean closer to the crimson feathers, effectively breathing against them and triggering a whole-body shudder from the currently defenseless hero. You take note of this and lightly blow on a few more. Glancing back at your slumbering boyfriend, the rising tent in his shorts can no longer be ignored. “Cute,” you think, as a devious smirk makes its way onto your lips. You crawl over so you’re in between his legs and inch your face in between his crotch and blow a stream of air onto his clothed cock. In response, his whole body shivers, and his hips thrust up involuntarily so that the woody musk of his private area invades your senses. 
Finally giving into deepest desires, you release his cock from the confines of his Chibi Hawks© boxers and stare at it for a good few seconds. Your eyes can’t help but travel down his happy trail to his trimmed base and brown shaft that curves slightly to the right, a vein running down the side. Wiping drool from the corner of your mouth, you wrap your lips around the head, sucking on it like it's the sweetest popsicle you’ve ever had. This jolts him awake, and the tears previously hidden behind his sleepy lids escape from the corners of his eyes. Making eye contact with his golden irises, your pop your lips off the treat in front of you.
“Morning.” You smile sweetly, tilting your head, as if it was just another day.
“Thought I should help you destress, with everything going on with the hero commission and all.”
Keigo stares, eyes blown wide, at the erotic display of his cock against your cheek with his precum smudged all over the lips that he yearns to push his shaft past. You love when you manage to tear down his normally cocky demeanor to reduce him to the teary, desperate mess in front of you, all twitchy feathers and shaky shoulders. 
“Thought I was just having a really nice dream, that’s all…”
“Well the real thing’s better, isn’t it?” You immediately continue your suckling, this time taking him all the way down your throat. Groaning, he throws his head back and sinks back into the pillows. 
What else should you two do today? Should you take him to get breakfast at your usual cafe? Or maybe you should stay home instead and cook breakfast for him? Hopefully, you’ll remember to ask him after he undoubtedly ravages you for your early morning stunt. 
Taking advantage of your distracted state, he leans forward and wraps his hand around the obvious bulge in your throat, feeling himself inside you. 
“I’m this deep.” He says, tapping against the distended skin with a ghost of a smile on his face. “Aren’t I just so lucky to have someone like you who can handle all of me?” 
… And his cockiness is back.
After pulling out, he pushes you down on the mattress so that his hands are by your head, effectively caging you with his arms and enormous wings that shield you from the morning light reflecting off the snow.
One of his crimson feathers floats down to you, brushing your cheek lightly, trailing down your neck, to your collarbone, to your chest, and to your nipples. Your nipples, that are now perked up as a result of the brisk winter air. The mischievous feather won’t stop flicking at your hardened buds and as you reach down to snatch it up, he pins both your hands above your head, giving you an arrogant smirk of his own.
Frustrated, you whine out, “Keiiii…”
“You brought this upon yourself. Consider this a mistake you can learn from.”
He kisses you deeply, and you can feel his smile against your lips, as well as the naughty feather that has continued its journey down your sides, its light touch causing you to arch your back and close the distance between your two bodies. 
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frickingnerd · 11 days
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“i kept quiet so i could keep you”
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pairing: katsuki bakugou x gn!reader
summary: as class 1A suspects you to be the UA traitor, it turns out you have an alibi and none other than katsuki can vouch for you…
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“how do we know y/n isn't the traitor?”
the students of class 1A all sat around the table in their lounge, holding a secret meeting about the events that happened after the summer camp. some had begun to suspect that the there was a traitor amongst them – whether it was someone in class 1A or 1B!
most students were each other's alibi's, but there were a few students that nobody knew what they were doing during the days leading up to the villain infiltrating the camp. and you were one of them, a member of class 1B, that had been spotted sneaking around at night during the summer camp.
“it wasn't them!”
katsuki was quick to dismiss the thought of you being the traitor, much to the surprise of the other students. nobody wanted to suspect you, but it almost sounded like katsuki knew for a fact that you couldn't have done it.
“why are you so sure about that?”
tenya seemed skeptical, mostly because katsuki was proclaiming you were innocent, without any proof. tenya didn't have a problem with you, but he found it hard to believe anything katsuki said without solid evidence.
“they were with me”
katsuki stated bluntly, surprising the other students a bit. nobody knew that the two of you were friends, but that would explain where you vanished to during night time. but that also brought up another question…
“…all night?”
izuku was the one to ask what had been on everyone's mind, a blush hushing over the boy's cheeks. surely there was only one thing to do when two people spent the night together…
“yeah, all night!” katsuki huffed and leaned forward, glaring at izuku, before his eyes wandered towards the crowd. “what, does anyone have a problem with that?”
everyone quickly shook their heads or averted their gaze. only tenya opened his mouth, debating if he should say something. but quickly, he began to shake his head as well, deciding that wasn't a topic he needed to lecture katsuki on right now, when there were more important things to discuss…
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nanqmies · 7 months
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On patrol || Shota Aizawa
cw: slight somno?? (you're half asleep), watersports, cockwarming, groping, soft sex, anal, dacryphilia, spit as lube, consent is not verbally stated but it is consensual, amab!reader , very short, i think that's all?
wc: 0.4k
a/n: posting a little zawa drabble cause i am so thirsty for him ♡... i have some stuff in the works currently, maybe a full fic of aizawa and a pantalone fic as well.. i have classes starting soon so i will be busier.. i hope to be more active ^^ anyways please enjoy my work!~
nsfw under the cut~
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Going on patrol was always Aizawas least favorite part of the day, walking around and surveying the area and alleyways for crimes or suspicious activity. The most he'd see on a good night is a pathetic criminal stealing a purse, those would at least keep him on his toes. His mind always drifted to the more pessimistic thoughts when he was sneaking around the area late at night, but his mind was in a different place because of his little situation…
He's irritated and uncomfortable in his heavy outfit. His bladder is painfully full, it’s late, almost midnight while he checks the streets for petty villains. He’s bored, his mind is only on you. It wouldn’t hurt to check on you right? He knows you're usually asleep at this time but he needs to see you.. He’s close enough to your shared apartment to check on your well-being.. only for your safety of course. Quietly pushing the window up and climbing through.
You’re dressed in one of his old shirts, half asleep watching TV in the bedroom. You catch sight of the man and welcome him early, leaving a soft peck on his cheek. Aizawa groans, pushing you on the bed on your stomach. Lifting up the hem of your shirt and squeezing the flesh of your ass in his palms, “Shou? What are you doin'” Your voice is muffled in the sheets, he kisses your neck slowly leading down to your shoulder blades. He says nothing, shimmying out of his pants and boxers, rubbing his tip against your ass. Spitting on his cock as lube and hastily forcing his shaft in. Shouta sighs loudly, his long black hair starting to stick to his forehead as he takes you from behind. Your hips bucking against his, sinful sounds leaving your lips. You’re on the brink of tears, sniffling each time his cock enters and leaves your ass over and over again. The stretch burns but you can’t help but beg for more.
Aizawa seriously thinks he can’t hold it in anymore, you’re squeezing him in so nicely almost tempting him to let go, how could he not when your moans are so adorable, easing him on more, the burning feeling near his stomach is near impossible to ignore. Shouta holds your hips high, shoving his cock in as deep as he can, the dam holding his bladder bursts as he groans loudly, warmness washes over you. Emptying his hot piss in your ass… Your breathing slows down, comfortable with the fullness inside you, he presses a palm against your tummy, rubbing the area gently. His cock softens inside, plugging up the warm gift he gave you from spilling.
“Hm,, feel good?”, you nod blissfully, the feeling of being so full pleasurable. He cuddles your body against his, kissing your shoulder.
Maybe he should buy a plug for next time.
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agendercrisisx · 1 year
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Screaming and crying about an idea...
What if Tamaki is like the total opposite when he gets comfortable? Like the most dominant dom... if you look top up in the dictionary it's a picture of him.
He would pleasure you for hours, without letting you cum. Teasing you and torturing you, because you look so amazing close to the edge. You are so cute and adorable when you whine and scream his name. Trying to hold your legs closed as he fingers your ass, or trying to be quiet. But he makes it impossible.
His only life goal is to keep you cumming, and god he loves your voice. Especially if you are on your knees before him, begging for his cock or a kiss. He loves fucking you so much, but he loves you even more. You are his perfect partner and perfect fucktoy.
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