Tumgik
#my hero acamdemia
Text
The one thing about modern fandom I don't understand, not like I'm very old but I was aware of the old fandom culture, is how canonicity and validation of one's headcanons are always in the forefront instead of playing in the sandbox?
I witnessed it in RWBY, as toxic as that community is.
I witnessed that in Steven Universe.
I witnessed that in Voltron.
I witnessed that in the freaking MCU
I witnessed that in the freaking DCEU
I witnessed it in a lot of fandoms
and now I'm witnessing it in 9-1-1
Is there an award that I'm not aware of whether who gets their headcanons becoming canon?
I get about having narrative theories being proven true, as that is a testament to people putting pieces together, and guessing what the incomplete picture is about.
Is this it? Are we conflating narrative and character theories with shipping fodder? Over which character is going to end up with who?
21 notes · View notes
winter-parrot · 8 months
Text
Rating: T Warning: None Relationship: Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto
Snippet:
On Dabi’s cue, the Vanguard Action Squad scattered. Izuku ran as fast as he could, directly into the nearest copse of trees. The sooner he was out of everyone’s sight, the sooner he could put all his plans into motion. He only had a handful of minutes, a half-hour at best, and every second counted. As soon as the treeline hid him from prying eyes, he turned away from his designated path. Instead, he veered sharply to the right, sprinting through the trees. It took a few precious minutes to find the trail, but once he did, the wreckage of toppled trees was an easy track to follow.
4 notes · View notes
bonkwrites · 4 years
Text
A Good Girl’s Fantasy (Kinktober day 3)
This one is a two parter! Find part two: Here 
Kinktober 2020 List! 
“Don’t be a bitch to your new friend.” 
Pairing: Shigaraki x Fem!Reader x Dabi X Hawks
Description:  Quirkless Mafia AU! You, Tomura Shigaraki’s loyal girlfriend and part-time good girl, and Tomura have a foursome with his right hand- Dabi; and Dabi’s boyfriend and part-time brat Kiego Takami. You’re excited to play with Kiego, as long as Tomura lets you of course. 
Warnings: dom/sub, dom shigaraki, dirty talk, collar/leash, brat kiego, cursing, begging, degredation. 
“You’re excited?” Standing in front of you as you kneel at the foot of the bed, Tomura lifts his hand to touch your hand. You lean into his touch and close your eyes softly. You nod calmly. 
“Are we-” You cut yourself off, blush rising to your cheeks as you let subspace wrap it’s welcoming arms around you. You look up at him and he raises an eyebrow. “Are we using the toys tonight?” 
“Depends on how good you are.” he sticks his middle and ring fingers into your mouth, ring finger covered in leather from his artist’s gloves.. Your eyes flutter as they press onto your tongue. “Are you going to be a good girl?” 
You nod with his fingers in your mouth. There’s a knock at the bedroom door and he pulls his fingers out of your mouth, wiping them on his pants leg, before walking over to answer the door. You look at the baseboard of the bed, not embarrassed so much as shy. Tomura usually told you when to look him in the eyes anyways. Dabi and Tomura walk into your peripheral vision, followed by Kiego who is already leashed. You think about the collar with the cute pink metal ring dangling from it and wonder what he did to get put on a leash. 
“She looks cute like this.” Dabi comments, just looking at you. He hands the leash off to Tomura and approaches you. 
“Can I?” He motions to you. You try to take a deep breath, you’ve been talking about this for over a month, you know what you want to do- Tomura knows your limits just as well as you do. 
“Be my guest.” Tomura replies. Dabi lifts your head by the chin and you gasp, looking up at him. He turns your head over in his hand, examining you like you’re a toy he’s debating on buying, it’s humiliating- you make eye contact with Tomura. He’s smiling smugly, like he knows you’re a good girl, like he’s proud of you. 
“Are you a good girl?” Dabi puts his face back in yours to ask. Your eyes glance to Tomura who nods. 
“Yes.” You whisper. “I’m a good girl.” 
“Not a brat?” He asks. You shake your head and his hand falls from your chin. 
“Only- only sometimes- but Sir puts me in my place when I’m bad.” You look away from him, eyes back on the baseboard in front of you, thinking about the times you’ve talked back and Tomura has put you over his knee for it. 
“Is that right?” Dabi looks back to Tomura, almost taunting you. Tomura shrugs. 
“It’s very rare and she’s always back to my good girl with a quick spanking and a good cry. Right, baby?” You nod at his words. 
“Yes. Right.” You agree. Dabi takes the leash back from Tomura and tugs on it, sending Kiego stumbling towards him a few steps. He makes a startled noise and you watch as Dabi pushes him onto his knees roughly. 
“Ow! Asshole!” Kiego shouts at Dabi and you blink at them from the bottom of the bed. Sure, out of subspace, you understand the concept of being a brat and you always speak your mind to Tomura. But, in subspace, you couldn’t imagine talking to Tomura like that. 
Dabi smacks him across the face and Kiego’s head flicks to the side. His eyes land on you and he smirks, attempting to get off of his knees to get to you. You move out of your kneeling position just a little backwards, a reflexive flinch. Kiego looked hungry- he looked like he saw you as a meal and he was a starving man. You look at Tomura who chuckles. 
“Your brat is scaring my baby.” Tomura says to Dabi as he takes a seat at the computer chair next to the bed. Dabi looks over his position and smirks. 
“Don’t worry, baby, I’m not letting him have you until he deserves it.” You nod and gulp, getting back in position. “Don’t be a bitch to your new friend, Kiego.” 
You look over your shoulder to Tomura. His eyes are trained on Kiego and Dabi, bottoms lip piled between his teeth. He looks at you and raises his eyebrows.
“What’s up, baby?” He asks. You blink at him for a second, trying to figure out your words. 
“Can I sit back on the pillows?” You ask softly. Tomura’s eyes soften and he nods, tilting his head towards the pillows. You shuffle back and lean back against them, watching as Dabi takes a fistful of Kiego’s hair to keep his eyes on him instead of you. 
“She looks so soft, can’t I just ruin her? A little bit?” Kiego asks Dabi, licking his lips. You fiddle with the lace of your lingerie, looking back at your dom. 
“S-Sir…” You whisper. He looks away from the show to look at you. You don’t like not having his attention, the good girl in you is shouting at you to get his eyes back on you forever. You squirm under his intense gaze. 
“Pay at-attention to me.” You fidget with the waistband of your panties as you pout. 
“Sorry, baby. Don’t they look good, though?” He moves from the chair to the edge of the bed. You look at Dabi and Kiego. 
Dabi still has Kiego on his knees but he’s got his cock in his mouth and Kiego is moaning around it as Dabi fucks his mouth. You can’t take your eyes off of them for a few seconds until you look back up to Tomura. You press your thighs together. 
“Yeah... they do.” You whisper, licking your lips. “Can I.. Can I suck you off?” 
“You can have whatever you want, baby.” He replies, standing up to push his pants down. He’s already hard, probably from watching Dabi and Kiego. 
“Will you fuck my mouth? Please?” Tomura smirks, looking between Dabi and Kiego and you. 
“Of course.” He replies, throwing a leg over your chest. 
He traps your arms between his thighs and your sides and lifts your head with his hand on the back of your skull. You open your mouth and keep yourself as calm as possible as he pushes all the way into your throat. Throat-fucking was something you only got good at recently but seeing Dabi being so rough with Kiego while he fucked his throat made you want to please Tomura in the same way. 
“Fuck, baby.” Tomura curses as He starts to fuck your throat. Your eyes roll back and close, you love it like this- trapped underneath him, no use but a good girl with a hole. You can hear Kiego gagging on Dabi’s cock on the background. 
“Take what I give you or you’ll really be punished.” Dabi’s words make you squeeze your legs tighter and squirm. 
“You like hearing Dabi talk to his brat like that?” Tomura asks as he thrusts his cock into your throat. You moan as spit starts to get pushed out of your mouth and down your chin. You’ll be messy soon- Tomura’s messy babygirl. 
“Yeah, I bet you do. Who knew my good girl- fuck- liked hearing such naughty words?” He growls. You suck on his cock in response, trying to make him cum. He pulls on your hair slightly and you moan, throat tensing as you choke on his cock. 
“You know how to get me to stop.” Tomura reminds you in a shaky voice. “Bet you love it, though, don’t you? Love it when I make you choke on my cock.” 
You moan again and he mirrors it as he stills his hips and cums in your mouth. He shivers and you keep sucking, wanting to keep his cock in your mouth as long as possible. He pulls out and you take a gasping breath, sweaty and red-faced. You stick your tongue, obedient and well-behaved. Tomura, taking deep breaths to regain the composure of the dom he likes to be, takes ahold of your tongue and lifts it up, turns it from side to side. Satisfied that you swallowed like a good girl he drops your tongue. 
Kiego coughing makes you look at them again. Tomura resumes his spot at the computer chair as you watch Kiego make a show of treating Dabi’s cum like it’s the worst tasting thing he’s ever known. You’ll admit readily that cum tastes horrible at best but you would swallow for Tomura if it meant he would eat you out. 
“That tastes like shit.” Kiego curses at Dabi, another thing that would get you over Tomura’s knee. Dabi smacks him again and again Kiego looks at you. 
“I sucked you off, let me at her now.” A small pang of fear strikes your gut. Kiego would be rough, wouldn’t he? Would he leave marks? You squirm as you imagine him biting up your thighs and pressing down on them so hard there are tiny fingertip-shaped bruises left there for days. 
“Beg her.” Dabi guides Kiego to stand by his hair. You sink further into the pillows and glance at Tomura. 
“I’m going to eat you out until you beg me to stop.” You grip onto the sheets and look at Tomura whose eyes have hardened as they look at Kiego. Dabi smacks him upside the head. 
“Ask properly or you get nothing.” Dabi warns him. Kiego sighs and his shoulders drop. 
“Can I eat you out? Can I spread your thighs, mark you up, make you cum over and over again until you cry?” You look at Tomura for his answer. Nothing happens to you that doesn’t go through him first, that was one of the rules he set for tonight. 
“Do you want him to?” Tomura asks. You nod with a gulp. “Tell him.” 
“Yes, please.” You reply to Kiego. He smirks and steps over the baseboard to get to you. Dabi pulls back on the leash just as Kiego spreads your legs. 
“What the fuck? Let me go.” He tugs against it but the collar stays put at the base of his throat. Dabi smirks and you recognize that look- he knows he has total control over Kiego, even if he is acting like a brat. 
“You stop when I tell you, got it?” Dabi asks. Kiego rolls his eyes. 
“Yeah, whatever, just let go.” Kiego tugs and Dabi let’s go. 
Kiego pulls your panties down and throws them onto the floor, lips kissing on your thighs as you squirm and gasp. You toss your head back, eyes closed tightly as you grip the sheets in a desperate attempt to keep your hands out of Kiego’s hair. You weren’t told you could touch him. 
“Put your hands in his hair, little mouse.” Dabi’s voice comes from directly in front of the bed and you open your eyes, legs twitching as the nickname flutters through your stomach. Both him and Tomura have moved spots, sitting now at two chairs aptly placed at the foot of the bed to watch. 
You thread your fingers into Kiego’s hair as his breath brushes across your pussy. You spread your legs further, eyes bouncing between Dabi and Tomura. 
“Good girl.” Tomura says and you arch your back as Kiego finally starts to eat you out. He’s sloppy, rough, has you whimpering and moaning loudly in mere seconds. You wiggle your hips, squirming and bucking them into his mouth until he holds them down and keeps you where he wants you. 
“Sensitive.” Dabi comments. You moan again, thighs starting to shake. 
“She’s always been sensitive. I like to tease her for hours just to deny her, you should see her when she begs for more and then cries when she doesn’t get her way.” It’s true- Tomura does like to leave you on edge for whole afternoons while he works in his office knowing you’ll just pace around after the first two hours like a horny cat in heat until you get what you need. 
“I’d love to see it.” Dabi remarks. 
“Are you gonna cum, baby?” Tomura breaks from their conversation just as you get closer to your orgasm. You nod, gasping and moaning. 
“Can I? Need it- need to cum- he’s- I can’t-” 
“Don’t.” Tomura commands. You whine petulant, feet kicking as you try to fight it off. 
“Please!” You beg. “I- I need to cum! I’m a- I’m a good girl- I want it-” 
“Are you a good girl?” Tomura asks. You nod quickly, eyes opening to look at him. 
“I’m your good girl.” You try to say it as stable as possible but it fails at the end, getting shaky. 
“Kiego, stop.” Dabi says to Kiego. He doesn’t stop and you panic, whining and trying to push him off. If Dabi said stop he had to stop or else he’d get you both in trouble and you’re a good girl! Good girls don't get in trouble. 
“S-Stop- don’t wanna get in trouble-” You beg Kiego, pushing at his forehead. You swear you see him smirk against you. 
“Kiego.” Dabi’s voice gets deeper, more stern and you keep whining, keep pushing Kiego away. He’s stronger than you, has a tight grip on your hips and good footing, there’s no way he’s losing this. 
“I’m gonna cum- please- don’t want to get in trouble-” You beg again, looking at Tomura. He seems to be enjoying you getting ruined by Kiego. Dabi sighs and leans forward, taking hold of the leash and pulling, successfully dislodging Kiego from you. 
You sigh and slump down, panting as you close your legs. 
“‘M sorry.” You look at Tomura. “He’s stronger than me and I-” 
“It’s okay, baby.” Tomura sits on the edge of the bed as Dabi berates Kiego for no listening again. Tomura leans down to kiss you and bask in his attention once again. 
“I’m getting punished?” You ask with disappointment in your voice. Tomura frowns down at you. 
“No, baby, you’re not getting punished. Kiego is.” Tomura looks at Kiego and you follow.
580 notes · View notes
legoshily · 4 years
Text
Tumblr media
Young Recovery Girl!!!
21 notes · View notes
mars-likethe-plan3t · 5 years
Text
Damn, I have so many emotions about this chapter.
6 notes · View notes
hinakina · 4 years
Text
Tumblr media
My Hero Acamdemia? I don’t know her. I only know Dabi
244 notes · View notes
alwaysajoy2 · 5 years
Text
Tumblr media
Kacchan
From Boku No Hero Acamdemia
One of my little sisters asked me this Kacchan’s drawing at the beginning of Christmas holidays. The perfect opportunity to work with my new FaberCastells pencils 🥰
2 notes · View notes
Note
Do you watch My Hero Acamdemia and if so what is your opinion on the shows progression?
I’m pretty sure you already asked me if I watched HeroAca
11 notes · View notes
alixspaceprince · 6 years
Text
hey i’mm so sick i cant even walk in a straight line like even my boss was like hey maybe dont come into work tonigt im si sick capitalism feels bad for me 
mmmabe sends me nice things?? i like voltron and hero acamdemia and stuff thank yuo
0 notes
Text
Tumblr media
21 notes · View notes
ladyizo · 8 years
Photo
Tumblr media
Guess who’s been getting into Boku no hero and trying to get over my art ocd
23 notes · View notes
winter-parrot · 8 months
Text
Rating: T Warning: None Relationship: Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto
Snippet:
A sleek black limousine glided up to the school gates, the lurid orange of Endeavor Agency’s logo gleaming on its side. The chauffeur scurried out to open the doors. Endeavor was the first to step out, his hulking size even more emphasized by the cascade of bright camera flashes. Then, out of his looming shadow, Shouchan emerged.  The cameras clicked impossibly faster, their flashing lights so blinding that the whole screen went white for a moment. Izuku blinked on instinct, almost expecting to see blurry afterimages like the cameras were flashing in his own face.  Shouchan stood, seemingly unfazed by the maelstrom of cameras and microphones and loud voices. His hair was back to its usual red-and-white, and for a brief, hysterical moment, Izuku wondered how they’d done it. 
1 note · View note
bonkwrites · 4 years
Text
A Good Girl’s Fantasy (Kinktober Day 4) (part two)
This is Part Two! Find part one: here
Kinktober 2020
Pairing: Shigaraki x Fem!Reader x Dabi X Hawks
Description:  Quirkless Mafia AU! You, Tomura Shigaraki’s loyal girlfriend and part-time good girl, and Tomura have a foursome with his right hand- Dabi; and Dabi’s boyfriend and part-time brat Kiego Takami. You’re excited to play with Kiego, as long as Tomura lets you of course. 
Warnings: spanking, degredation, pain kink, dom Shigaraki, dom dabi, brat Kiego. 
Dabi had gotten him to kneel on the bed and was going through the backpack they brought, looking for something. He pulls out a pretty scary looking paddle- it’s got spiky studs on the leather that looks to be covering wood. Your eyes go wide when you see it and Tomura chuckles. 
“Looks scary, right?” He whispers into your ear. You nod. You’ve only gotten the paddle once and that was just a regular leather covered wooden paddle. Even Kiego seems scared of this paddle, he’s gotten tenser and as Dabi approaches him he opens his mouth. 
“I’ll behave-” 
“Like hell you will.” Dabi flips Kiego onto his stomach and drags him down until his legs are dangling off the bed. “You get ten, then we’ll see if you’ll behave.” 
“Sir.” You whisper to Tomura. He looks at you, smirking. “Can I have some too?” 
“I think your whore is having an effect on my baby.” Tomura pulls you onto his lap and you throw yourself over his chest and shoulders willingly. Dabi smiles smugly as he delivers the first hit. Kiego grunts. 
“Why’s that?” Dabi asks as he gives out number two. 
“She wants to get spanked by that absolute torture device you have in your hand.” Tomura replies. Dabi turns it over in his hand and dishes out number three and four quickly. Kiego shouts, squirming and reaching his hands back. Dabi holds his wrists down on his back. 
“How many do you want, little mouse?” He asks. Kiego screws his face up and winces at number five. “I’m not going to be gentle.” 
“F-Five? But! Only if Sir will hold my hands?” You look up at Tomura, waiting for his answer. He smiles down at you, hand on your face. 
“Anything for my good girl. Go lay next to the brat.” You lift yourself off of his lap and walk around the bed to lay next to Kiego. You stretch your hands out, palms open for Tomura to grab. He holds them, rubbing his thumbs against the backs of your hands. 
“You’re going to take Kiego’s last five with him and if he apologizes for being a brat I’ll let him fuck you.” Dabi rubs his free hand over your ass and grazes the paddle over it. You gasp. “Ready, little mouse?” 
You nod. Dabi pulls back and then lands the paddle right across both cheeks. It stings and you yelp, hands balling into fists. 
“How did that feel?” Tomura asks. Kiego swears at number six, a shakiness to his voice he didnt have before. 
“Hurt.” You whimper. “Liked it.” 
Dabi lands number two harder than before and you gasp wih and ‘ow!’ that makes Tomura snicker. 
“I should spank you more often.” Tomura says as the stinging starts to subside. Kiego looks like he’s tearing up when number seven hits him. You push your ass out. 
“Kiego…” You whisper. He looks at you. “Wanna kiss.” 
“He’s being punished right now, little mouse.” Dabi says, hitting him with eight and nine on his thighs. He cries out and bites his lip, tears threatening to fall. “Kiss him after.” 
Number three hits you out of nowhere and you tug on Tomura’s hands at the sudden hit. It stings worse than before and you feel yourself sinking into subspace even deeper than before, Dabi lands number four on your thighs and you shake afterward, imagining him holding it behind you while Tomura holds down your hands- it must be sight. Number four makes you curl your legs up, whimpering as you try to twist your body away. 
“You’re okay? Baby?” Tomura checks in. You nod, biting your lip. 
“I’m good. Like it. Just hurts.” Tomura smirks. Kiego gets his last hit and immediately relaxes. He rubs his hands across his cheeks, probably red. 
Your last hit has you squirming, turned on beyond belief. Tomura lets go of your hands and you pull Kiego in to kiss him. His cheeks are wet and you squirm around to straddle his hips as he lays on his back. He moans into the kiss, hands moving to your hips. 
“Getting carried away, aren’t we?” Tomura threads a hand into your hair and pulls you away from Kiego’s lips. You gasp, lips wet and swollen red. Tomura smirks when you look at him, needy from
“Want him to fuck me.” You say, mind fogged up by how turned on you are. 
“How do you ask nicely?” Tomura asks. You grind your hips down onto Kiego’s cock. 
“Please.” You beg, putting on your best good girl act despite feeling like you’ll throw a tantrum if you don’t get filled with cock right now. “Let him fuck me. Please. Need it.” 
Tomura concedes, letting go of your hair and getting off the bed. You still haven’t cum and the paddle has only made you more turned on. You line Kiego’s cock up and slowly sink down. Kiego moans loudly, hands gripping your hips. You whimper when you sink down all the way, Kiego’s cock deep inside you. 
“Fuck.” You moan, starting to bounce your hips. 
“Feels so good, holy shit.” Kiego wraps an arm around your waist and behind you head, sitting up to flip you both over. 
You squeak in surprise and then moan loudly as Kirgo begins to fuck you. He dips his head down to your neck, sucking and biting marks into your skin. 
“I’m gonna cum…” Kiego moans. Dabi hums. 
“Make her cum first.” He surmises, looking somehow bored it’s the scene in front of him. Kiego moans, hand snaking between your bodies to rub your clit. You moan, hips bucking against his hand. 
“Ah- Sir- can I cum?” You arch your back and look at Tomura. He turns to Dabi and they exchange a few words. 
“Yes.” He replies. You gasp and moan, tumbling head first into your orgasm. You squirm, crying out Kiego’s name as he keeps fucking you through your orgasm. 
“Fuck…” Kiego moans into your neck, cumming with a shudder that runs through him. He pulls out and you sink into the bed, feeling weightless. 
Each dom comes down on their respective sub quickly after Kiego falls beside you on the bed. Tomura wraps you up on a soft blanket and pulls you into his chest, letting you sneak your hands up to hold your water bottle. Dabi holds Kiego and whispers praise to him quietly on the other side of the bed. 
“Liked it.” You and Kiego echo each other to your doms, trying to communicate that you enjoyed it. You wiggle out of Tomura’s hold to lay down with Kiego. He squirms into your arms and you sigh, eyes closed. 
You’re definitely doing this again. 
493 notes · View notes
bonkwrites · 4 years
Text
Good Boy (Sub!Hawks)
Request: “Fuck, I’m so deep inside you.” with Hawks? (@blackstrawberrynightmare) 
Kinktober 2020 List! 
Pairing: Kiego Takami x Fem!Reader 
Warnings: sub!kiego, dom!reader, slight degradation, Kiego is a good boy. 
“Hey, babybird.” Kiego purrs into your ear as he wraps himself around you from behind. 
“What’s up, Kiego?” You ask, typing away an email to your boss. 
“Are you done work yet?” He asks. You know what he wants from the lilt in his voice and you don’t blame him, you teased him this morning before you got out of bed. 
“I am…” You press the send button. “...now.” 
“Can I fuck you?” He asks, never one to beat around the bush. You turn around in your chair and he stands up from slouching down over you. “...please?” 
“Since you asked nicely.” You concede, standing up and letting him pull you in to kiss you. You kiss him back, hands reaching up to tangle in his hair. 
He moans into the kiss, feathers ruffled. You pull away and look up at him with a smirk, his eyes are already getting glassy, lips still parted as he tries to chase your lips. 
“Let’s go upstairs.” You whisper. He takes your hand and leads you upstairs, eyes set on the bedroom door like it’ll open if he stares hard enough as you walk towards. 
He twists the knob and it swings open. You’re barely inside for five minutes before he’s already naked and on top of you. Chuckling, you push him away with a hand on his shoulder. 
“Relax.” You say as he backs up. You take off your shirt and wiggle out of your pants. 
“But- I-“ he stumbles cutely over his words and you thread a hand into his hair, cooing at him and kissing him. 
“We have so much time.” You reason, voice soft. “Get on your knees.” 
He gets on his knees at the end of the bed and you kneel in front of him. 
“Good boy.” He shudders. “I want you to eat me out, sound like fun?” 
He nods quickly, hands on your waist as he kisses you again. You smile smugly as you lay down and spread your legs, sometimes you think he enjoys pleasing you more than he does pleasing himself when he’s like this- all subby and ready to do anything for you. It gives you such a power rush. 
He pulls down your underwear and puts his hands on your thighs to spread them. You moan as he starts to eat you out, tongue spread out and hungry for more. He moans even more than you do, legs spread so that he can grind into the bed. You tug on his hair roughly and he moans. 
“Don’t grind on the bed.” You say. He lifts his hips up and whimpers in between your legs. You smooth your hand out and moan. “Good boy.” 
He loves it, it’s obvious, and you love giving it to him. He keeps eating you out until you cum, back arched and thighs clamping around his head, doesn’t even complain about his jaw hurting as he kisses up your neck. 
“Good boy, baby. You did so well.” You run your fingers through his hair as you come down from your orgasm, panting. 
“Can I fuck you now? Please?” He always asks so nicely. You smirk. 
“I think I need you to beg more.” You surmise finally. He gasps, hips grinding against your thigh. 
“Did I tell you to grind on my thigh like a slut?” You ask to which he shakes his head. You take a handful of his hair pull, making him bend his neck back and look at you. “I think I told you to beg to fuck me.” 
“Please let me fuck you.” He begs. “I- ow- I love it so much- please- I’m a good boy- please-“ 
“Are you a good boy?” You ask, letting go of his hair. He nods again, lip caught between his teeth. 
“I’m your good boy.” Damn, you think, I’m so soft for him. 
“Okay, I’ll let you fuck me.” You say. His eyes light up and you chuckle, hand on his face. 
He lines himself up, ducking back down to put his head in the crook of your neck. He lets out a long breath as he pushes in, shaking and moaning lowly. 
“Fuck, I’m so deep inside you.” He grunts. You moan, hands on his biceps. 
“Fuck me, come on.” You thrust your hips up and he moans, thrusting his hips in return. 
He sets a steady pace, chasing he orgasm you’re debating making him wait for. You moan for him, hands moving from his arms to the bed sheets. 
“Can I- Can I cum? Please.” He asks, whimpering and moaning loudly as he fucks you. 
“You need it?” You ask between breathless moans. He nods. 
“Need it- need it so bad- it feels so good- please-“ he cuts himself off with moans, whimpering as he gets closer. 
“Go ahead and cum, baby, you deserve it.” You give permission, listening as he moans your name while cumming. 
He pulls out and lays beside you, attached to your side like a koala. 
“Hang on, baby, drink this.” You pull the water bottle from the nightstand, making him sit up to drink it. You pet his hair while he drinks and put it back on the nightstand. 
“Want cuddles.” He says, pulling you into him. You smile, content to lay with him. 
“That was good?” You ask. “You liked it?”
“Loved it.” He replies. You sigh, sometimes you get nervous that things don’t go as well you think they do. 
“Do you wanna take a shower or lay here for a while?”
“Lay here. With you.” He replies sleepily. You pull him closer. 
“Laying here it is, then.”
281 notes · View notes
bonkwrites · 4 years
Text
Kitten (kinktober day 5)
“You’d let me do anything just so you could cum, wouldn’t you?” 
Kinktober 2020 List!
Pairing: Shouta Aizawa x fem!reader 
Warnings: Slight pet play, dom Aizawa, kitten reader, blowjobs, leather handcuffs, dirty talk. 
Your second birthday present to Aizawa was you. It wasn’t often that you got to have a night to be his kitten, well-behaved, kneeling prettily in front of him on the floor with your collar around your neck jingling everytime you deepthroat his cock. He loved having you like this and you loved being like this- his perfect little kitten. 
“Kitten~” He growls as he fucks your mouth. You moan, legs spreading further on the floor in search of friction that doesn’t exist. 
He continues thrusting his hips, hand curled in the hair on the back of your head, ignoring the little clip-on cat ears you bought online so he doesn’t destroy them. You whimper, hands trying to push past your skirt to touch yourself but the leather cuffs make it hard and Aizawa only pulls harder when he realizes what you’re doing. 
“Touch yourself and I’ll punish you. Don’t be a- fuck- naughty kitten.” Aizawa warns, voice deep. You moan and he curses again. 
“I’m gonna cum- oh, fuck- kitten-” Aizawa cums in your mouth and pulls you off of his cock, watching you swallow. You stick your tongue out. 
“More.” You moan with a rough voice, mouth opening wider to try and suck his cock again. He gives you a light tap on the cheek, not hard enough to leave a mark but hard enough for you to realize what you’re doing. 
“Insatiable.” He growls. He lips you up by your hair and you wince, hissing in pain. 
“Ow!” You whine. He let’s go of your hair. 
“Sorry, kitten.” He apologizes, though he doesn’t sound sorry. He loops an arm around your back and attaches his lips to your neck, sucking pretty bruises into your skin. You gasp and whimper. 
“You’re so wet.” He comments darkly as he dips his fingers down to touch your pussy. You moan, legs trying to spread. He chuckles. 
“You’d let me do anything just so you could cum, wouldn’t you?” He asks. You nod with a whimper, prepared to start begging. 
“Get on the bed and I’ll think about it.” He steps away from you and you take the two steps towards the bed, hoping you’ll get to cum tonight.
197 notes · View notes
bonkwrites · 4 years
Text
You can take it (can’t you)
Kinktober Day 1 is already late! I never do get better at deadlines.
Tumblr media
Pairing: Adult!Hero!Shoto Todoroki x Reader
Warnings: Sexy times. Minor begging. Slight dom Shoto. Dirty talk. 
______
It’s not often that you get time off to spend with Shoto and when you do it’s seldom that you go out for it. This evening seemed to be different, you both got dressed up, went to a fancy restaurant and then saw a movie. Now, you’re laying on your back on your shared bed with Shoto’s head between your thighs. His hands spread across each thigh, holding them open and down on the bed as you squirm and moan. 
“I missed you- ah!” You cut yourself off to moan as he slips two fingers inside of you. He growls, tongue lapping at your pussy like it’s his last meal on earth. 
“You gonna cum?” He asks as your hips twitch against his fingers and mouth. You nod with a gasp, hands tangling in his hair. 
“Yes- fuck- don’t stop- Shoto-” You cry out his name and he moans as you cum on his tongue. You shiver as you come down, panting as he pulls away and crawls up to kiss you. 
You wrap your legs around his waist as he kisses you, tongue tangling itself with yours. 
“Baby…” He moans against your lips. You sigh, the nickname music to your ears. “I need it.” 
“Then take it.” You reply, voice a whisper. He snakes a hand between you to line himself up and slowly start to push in. 
It’s always a stretch but he never hurts you. You arch your back and toss your head back, neck bared for Shoto to mark. He takes the opportunity quickly, sucking hickeys into your neck as he moans. You throw your arms over his back, holding him close. 
“F-Fuck- Shoto- I feel so full.” You moan, hips grinding up to get him in deeper. 
“You can take it, can’t you?” He grips your hips, thrusting his hips. “You always take it so well, baby.” 
Memories of him holding your hips down to the bed while he pounds you roughly, growling in your ear about what a dirty little slut you are, flash through your mind. He chuckles breathily in your ear. 
“You love it when I hold you down, don’t you? Keep you right where I want you?” You nod at his words and whimper. 
“Yes- fuck- love it-” Your hips twitch uncontrollably as he thrusts in and out of, fucking you just the way you like it. 
“I’ll fuck you for hours. All-night.” Empty promises fall on deaf ears as you get closer and closer to orgasming. 
“Please.” You beg. Shoto moans, fingers digging deeper into your hips. There’s going to be bruises there tomorrow and the mere idea of them makes you moan. 
“I’ll tie you up and just use you.” You moan loudly. “Make you mine over and over again.” 
“Please. Please don’t stop.” You grip his biceps, grinding your hips and whimpering. 
He attaches his lips back to you throat, marking you from base to jawline. You feel one of his hands leave your hip and then feel his thumb on your clit. You cry out his name, whimpering as he pushes you into your second orgasm. He keeps fucking you, both hands back on your hips, moving you ust the way he wants to. You spread your hands out across the sheets, grasping at them desperately as he fucks you through your orgasm and into his. 
He pulls out slowly and lifts his head from your neck to kiss you, falling onto his side. 
“That was hot.” You whisper as he kisses you. 
“You’re hot.” He retorts, making you smile as he goes back in for the kiss. 
188 notes · View notes