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dekuneko-sama · 4 years ago

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♛𝖙𝖗i𝖈k 𝖔𝖗 𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙♛

Welcome to my Kinktober 2021 masterlist. It’s been two years since my last one and I’m excited to try and complete it again.

Here is a list of things you can expect to see over the thirty-one days. Please be aware that this list is subject to change as inspiration strikes. These will be anything from thirst posts to full fics.

Banner by @/rat-zuki

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dekuneko-sama · 4 years ago

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☆ cellotonin’s 2nd kinktober ☆

ah shit, here we go again 🏃🏾‍♀️💨

so it’s that time of year again, and since i have zero self control i’ve decided to write twenty-four fics in less than two months while simultaneously trying to maintain my grades LMFAO 💀 anyways, this time around i’ve decided i wanna include bnha, haikyuu, and aot for this year’s fics !! this is gonna be my first time writing aot content like at all so don’t be too mean to me AHAKJSXKJCFVGB

also i’m trying something a little different this time: y’all will notice the five rest days i included throughout the month,,, i won’t be posting on those days just so i can have a day off and won’t burnout too quickly LMAO,,, and i’ve also reserved the final two days of october for kinktober recs !! on those two days, i’ll essentially be going on a reblog spree of my favorite fics that have been released during this month !! if you guy have any you’d like me to check out, pls send them my way!

with all that aside, i’m sure y’all know the drill by now: all nsfw content will be placed under the cut, and i’ll be tagging everything related with #bnha smut, #haikyuu smut, #aot smut, & #cookie.kinktober21 !! warnings will be tagged accordingly, so please read them carefully in case something isn’t to your taste!

now let me quit boring you with all this terms & conditions nonsense and let’s get to the fun part 😈😈

[ join the kinktober taglist here (or send an ask) !! ]

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dekuneko-sama · 4 years ago

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☆final kinktober list☆

so after hearing your thoughts, i’ve finally come to a final decision for my kinktober list !! not much has changed from the first draft, but i’ve now included little blurbs to get us all a little excited !! this is where i’ll be updating daily from october 1st as each fic comes out !!

as always, nsfw is under the cut, and my tags for this event will be #haikyuu smut, #bnha smut, & #cookie.kinktober !! most of my kinks on this list are relatively tame, but warnings will be listed above each read more just in case you’re not comfortable with a certain kink !!

but let’s get this show on the road, shall we >;3

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dekuneko-sama · 4 years ago

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Ties That Bind - Viking! Kirishima

A/N: I have sat and worked on this concept, handed off to me by @riotfuckery for far too damn long now. How could anyone not love the idea of twisting the Fantasy AU to give us a beefy Viking Kirishima, as if its not a match made in heaven! I’m so happy and proud of this semi-monstrosity of a fic and I hope you love the idea as much as we did! <3

I was so psyched about this concept that I had to commission some art from the wonderful and talented @kirisbabe !

Word Count: 8k

Warnings! : 18+ content: smut; body worship, oral sex (receiving), size kink, gentle to rough sex, virginity loss, breeding kink. Also includes mentions of blood. (Its vikings, darlings, c’mon now! :P)

This was going to be like every other raid that Kirishima had led, they never differed much in his years; every Spring he would gather his men, clamber into their long ships and sail off in search of lands ripe with treasure and new wonders. A good scuffle along the way never hurt either, though Kirishima was less blood-thirsty and more reasonable then most of the Jarlar in surrounding areas. The English men they had run into upon landing on the beach, however, seemed determined to make Kirishima use his full force—attacking them as soon as their boots hit the sand.

Yet, being the first raid of the year, a dangerous gleam shined in those crimson eyes and his sharp teeth were bared in a haughty grin as the fight began. His men had fought the English before, knew the way around that silly plate armor they were so fond of and in the end, Kirishima stood victorious above the least injured soldier. Pointing his axe down at the whimpering man’s face, his grin reappeared before he casually leaned the bloodied weapon to his broad shoulder and let out a hearty chuckle.

“You are going to lead us back to your city, lucky one, and show us its treasures.” Kirishima explained in a light but firm tone and the injured man eagerly nodded, taking the hand the towering redhead offered him to scramble to his feet. “Well? Lead on!”

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dekuneko-sama · 4 years ago

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my heart weeps for you. (a)

pairing: izuku midoriya x reader

genre: angst

warning: graphic descriptions of injuries, character death

words: 3.1k

summary: please find me in my next life so I can properly tell you that I love you!

a/n: this is a long emotional one, please enjoy it :)

Midoriya used to think that he’d only ever felt genuine sorrow in his life the day his mentor, father, and a love of his passed away.

"I’m so proud of you, Young Midoriya…I suppose you aren’t so young anymore, are you?“ his hand rested atop his poofy hair, Toshinori could almost see him when he was much younger. When his embraces still had the familiar teenage gentleness behind them, he’d grown up so much, "I am proud of you. To know that you are my successor is the greatest gift you could have ever given me."

Midoriya had watched Toshinori take his final breaths after he proudly exhaled those three long-lasting words. He didn’t cry then. Only when he was lost in the coldness of his bedsheets did his heart weep from anguish as though he had lost a part of himself. He hated the sky and the way it shone so brightly because he would never get to see All Might look up at it once more before smiling.

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dekuneko-sama · 4 years ago

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Pro Hero!Deku x reader angst As the number one hero Deku is really distant as a husband and it starts to become straining on their relationship. Maybe scandals made up by the media surround him? And then theres a fight between the two but at the end they decide to come to a positive decision of some sort? Like, they wish to continue their relationship? -Gingy :))

[REQUESTS: OPEN]

[This sounds awesome, I hope I did it justice!]

Izuku sighed as he laid on the bed in the hotel room, his phone in hand as he stared at the screen. He had been trying to text you but you had refused to talk to him, despite his best efforts to convince you the media was only lying. He didn’t kiss that fellow hero, much less bring them to his room. But the media had a way of stretching the truth and it was currently ruining his life. His fingers worked across the screen as he tried sending you another text. [Baby, please. You know I would never do something like that, I’m your husband. I would never hurt you.] but once more he was left on [Read] and he sighed again.

You knew what you were getting into when you married Izuku, as the number one hero, he was bound to be busy. But you never thought it would get this bad, at first everything was fine with your marriage. Izuku would go out on missions and return home, sometimes with a couple bruises and scrapes. But overall, he was fine and he would always pull you close and give you a kiss. But then more missions came, he began coming home later and later. Then days passed without hearing a word from him and finally, you were home alone for months at a time. You knew that a hero’s job was hard, you knew it took up time.

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dekuneko-sama · 4 years ago

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for giyuu how about having a s/o (maybe wife?) who isnt a slayer and the pillars just notice him being gone and come back days later. when they confront him about slacking off etc he tells them about his relationship and introduces them to his s/o.

oh, i like this idea. I’ve seen it floating around, but I think giyuu having a secret lover is kinda cute

changed it slightly, hope you still like it!

Tomioka giyuu was an interesting guy—the other pillars concluded. He was quiet, never talked about himself much, never talked much in general. Tomioka was a great swordsman; nonetheless, he always gave 100 in his missions.

The only problem they had with him was that he always seemed to be missing.

It started off as a few hours and suddenly became a few days. The fact that fellow a pillar who had the same responsibilities could be slacking off for days on end really didn’t sit well with the others.

Enough was enough and the pillars all came to an agreement—figure out what Tomioka Giyuu was hiding.

They put their plan into action one day after they had just gotten out of a pillar meeting and Tomioka had excused himself from the group.

“Follow him! Follow him!” Shinobu cried, loud enough for the group to hear as they all shuffled toward the side of a building.

“Should we really be doing this? Maybe we should just let Tomioka-san be,” Misturi tried as she watched her fellow pillars stick their head around the corner, tracking the said male.

“Wait, wait! A girl just ran up to him!” Uzui shouted before Mitsuri also joined in taking a peek. “She took his hands!”

“Could Tomioka-san have had a secret relationship this whole time?” Mitsuri gasped, but Sanemi frowned at the thought. “No way in hell. Have you seen that guy?”

“Let’s just go confront him!” Rengoku shouts before walking out from behind the building. “Tomioka! We are here to stop you!” his booming voice shouted, causing Tomioka to flinch upon hearing his voice.

Turning around, Tomioka glanced at Rengoku before watching as the other pillars followed in suit in running towards Tomioka. “You can’t hide your secret any more, you slacker,” Iguro states as the pillars all glue their eyes on Tomioka proudly.

“What are you guys talking about?” Tomioka answers, puzzled from the suddenness of it all. “Stop feigning ignorance! You’ve been leaving your duties as pillar for days!” Sanemi shouts angrily as Tomioka narrows his eyes at his words.

Before Tomioka could reply, you hesitantly stepped up with a flustered expression. “I’m sorry, that must be because of me,” you respond, stepping forward to be in between Tomioka and the pillars.

“Who are you?” Muichiro asks curiously from the side before Tomioka spoke up.

“She’s my wife and she’s currently eight months pregnant so I’ve been taking the time to take care of her,” Tomioka states nonchalantly as it suddenly goes quiet.

“You mean to tell me this whole time you had a wife? And now you’re expecting a child and you never told us?!” Shinou shouts as Iguro passes out in Mitsuri’s arms.

“I didn’t think it was necessary to tell and I didn’t want to expose (Name) to anything.” Tomioka informs, confusing the pillars even further.

“I think that fact that you have a wife, is pretty necessary,” Uzui replies, “I have three of them.”

“A child on the way is a blessing to be shared,” Gyomei responds with tears as Mitsuri gives him a pat.

“Well, with everything out of the way, it’s nice to meet you all. I’m (Name), sorry we had to meet like this,” you greet with a smile that has all the pillars already fond of you.

“I still can’t believe Tomioka actually had a secret relationship,” Sanemi cursed as Shinobu laughed at him.

“Well, (Name)-chan, you’re free to stop by the Butterfly Estate for check-ups or just to hang around if you’re bored with Tomioka san gone on missions. I’m sure the girls would love to have you around.” your smile widens from Shinobu’s offer and you nod.

“Thank you, I would love to take up that offer,” you reply and Mitsuri suddenly takes your hand in hers, the fallen boy resting on Muichiro’s back. “I can’t wait to get to know you better (Name)-san!”

Tomioka stood aside as the pillars each introduced themselves to you. He still felt like it was unnecessary they know about you, but you seem a bit brighter having met his fellow pillars and he was glad for it.

It got him wondering if you being in labor was also necessary to tell.

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dekuneko-sama · 4 years ago

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Happy birthday Bakugou Katsuki!

#mha bakugou #mha #bnha bakugo katsuki #birthday #anime #husbando #anime boi #anime husbando #anime gif #cute

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dekuneko-sama · 4 years ago

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Kitsune Todoroki: A Mischievous Encounter

Your village is starving, you make the journey to the abandoned shrine to plead with the god that may or may not be there…

~Some supernatural smut for ya (also kind of fluffy? idk)~

Kinks for Kinktober! - Master/ Slave

Shoto Todoroki x Reader Halloween special!

My feet are exhausted, I’ve been walking for too long today. A day’s journey seemed like such an easy task before I actually started the path through this over grown wood. I sighed and tightened my boots, the sole has been wearing thin for months now, but they’re holding up okay. I took a sip from my leather pouch, the tangy flavor of the leather tainted the fresh water, but I couldn’t restrain myself and gulped it down anyway. The tree’s are blowing gently, the sun is shining threw the tree’s and hitting the banks of the river, reflecting off of the exposed stones of the low water. “The drought is effecting the forest all this way west too…” I mumbled into my pouch before taking one last sip.

Something loud moved through the bush behind me, I snapped around and stared at the foliage line. Was something hunting me this whole time? I don’t have a blade to protect me, the biggest predators on this side of the mountain are supposed to be the foxes. My heart pounded in my chest, but nothing appeared. The sound was gone before I fully turned around. I guess I should keep moving, no use sitting around waiting to lose sunlight. I brushed some dirt off of my pants, brother won’t miss these, and besides how would I make this journey in anything else? My family is one of the richest in town, to be caught in these clothes would be embarrassing for my grandparents.

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dekuneko-sama · 4 years ago

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Hello. I kinda got this idea after the Muzan waiting his baby girl... So if u want ? What about his daughter who just slept a little bit and wake up in the middle of the nigjt next to her mother but not seeing her father. When she comes out of the room and search him, she just founds a lady with Nakime and Kokushibo that looks like him... Took time for her to understand it's her father and she is "omg my father is the most amazong perosn AND HE IS SO BEAUTIFUL" leaving a dead kindahappy Muzan.

Hello hello ! Thank you for the request. Anon, you are a genius! I added douma for comedic effect lol! I hope this is what you wanted!

PRETTY PAPA - FATHER!KIBUTSUJI MUZAN IMAGINE

[ Child Name ] was sleeping peacefully until she was awoken by a sudden presence of her mother's arm on her tiny body. Slowly opening her eyes, she realised that she was snuggling against [Y/N]'s chest. You were holding your daughter in your arms, placing your head above hers.

Removing the [H/C] hair covering her tiny face, [child name] looked at the side where her father should have been sleeping. Instead, it was empty. Her father, Kibutsuji Muzan was no where to be found. Where did he go at this hour? Feeling curious, the baby girl slowly lifted her mother's arms away from her tiny body, making sure she did not up wake her up. Once she was out of [Y/N]'s embrace, she tip toed out of the bedroom.

The whole house was almost pitched black. Thanks to the little light source coming from the living room, [child name] was able to see her way. The young girl thought to herself,

" Papa must be in the living room. "

[Child name] wanted to surprised her father. She loved to jump on the raven haired demon from the back and tackled him into an embrace. When she does that, Muzan would always pull her into his arms, showering her tiny face with kisses. She loves receiving affection from her father. Just like her mom always said, she was indeed the daddy's little girl.

So [child name] decided to make her way to the room where the light source was coming from. She made sure she was as quiet as possible since she needed to be as slick as possible if she wanted to scared the raven-haired man.

Once she was at the door of the living room, [Child name] peaked her head into the room, looking for her father secretly that she can plan her "attack" properly. To her surprise, she did not see her father in the room. Instead, she saw her father comrades, like uncle douma, lady nakime and Mr. Kokoshibou. In addition to them, there was also a lady whom [child name] had never seen before. The lady was wearing a black kimono with flowers petals on it. She had raven hair and crimson orbs, just like her father.

"Who is that lady?"

[Child name]'s thought was cut short when she saw uncle douma waving at her and everyone in the room turned to look at what he was waving. Thanks to Douma, all of the people in the room was looking at [child name]. The young girl started to feel unsettled. Sure, she knew uncle douma and companys but she was still somehow uncomfortable around them. The absence of familiar figures like her parents was making her uneasy.The [child name] wanted to just go back into the bedroom and bury herself in her mother's arm. Instead of peaking, the little girl was now completely hiding behind the door frame. How she wished her father was there so she could hide behind his legs.

" Sweet heart, what are you doing staying up at this hour? "

That was her father's voice. [Child name] peaked into the room once more hoping to find her father. But the man was still no where to be seen. Instead, she saw the raven haired lady in black kimono walking towards her. Once the lady was in front of the young girl, she crouched down, putting herself at the same level and she spoke,

" Sweet heart?"

Sweet heart was the name her father called her. [Child name] was so confused. Why was this lady calling her sweet heart. Why was this lady sounded exactly like her father? Unintentionally, the young girl just stared blankly at the woman in front of her. The crimson orbs of the lady seemed familiar. It looked exactly like her father. The [child name] stepped out of her hiding and spoke, with doubts in her voice,

" Papa?"

The lady in black kimono flashed a soft smile. Taking [the child name]'s tiny hands into hers, the lady answered,

" Yes? Sweetheart. Papa is here."

Stepping closer towards the lady, [child name] took a closer look at her " so called Papa". She put her tiny hands on the lady's face with a confused expression. Letting out a confused noise, the little girl asked,

" Why are you dressed like this, Papa?"

And that was when the demon realised that he was in his female disguise. Sure, Muzan could have explained the whole concepts of his female form but [child name] was way too young for that. Muzan had to come up with something for the toddler in front of him. While the demon was panicking about what to say, his thoughts were cut off by the young girl's enthusiastic voice.

" OH! OH! I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE DOING!"

[Child name] said, nodding her head enthusiastically as she gripped Muzan's hands tightly from excitement. The child was excited but Muzan was not. In fact, he was a bit nervous about what his daughter was going to say. Was she going to expose him? Did she already know that her father was a demon? What if [child name] got scared of him and no longer want to be around him any more. Oh dear lord. Muzan wouldn't be able to stand that.

" You are playing dress up with uncle douma, Mr.kokoshibou and Lady Nakime!"

The little girl said cheerfully. Muzan was caught off guard from his baby girl's words. Dress up. [Child name] thought he, the demon lord, the abomination to doom this earth, was playing dress up. If it were any other person, the demon would have shredded them alive for having the audacity to think of him doing such thing. But this was his beloved [child name] and since Muzan did not feel like explaining stuff to a toddler he just went along with the whole "dress up" fiasco. Nodding his head, the demon spoke,

" Yes sweet heart. I was .........playing dress up with them."

And that earned him a hysterical laughter from Douma which pissed Muzan off to no oblivion. If [child name] wasn't there, he would have chopped Douma's head by now. Instead, he maintained composure. Standing up, Muzan shot a death glare at Douma, causing the lower rank demon to stop his laughter immediately.

Letting out a frustrated sigh, Muzan spoke to his followers,

" You guys are dismissed. Just don't disappoint me again."

With that, the 3 lower rank demons bidded farewell to their leader and disappeared immediately the speed of light. The living room was now empty. Muzan looked down at his daughter who was now hugging his legs. The little girl was looking up at him and from her [eye colour] eyes, Muzan could tell that she wanted to say something. Tugging at Muzan's kimono, the little girl spoke,

" Papa. Can i tell you something?"

Nodding his head, the demon crouched down once more. [Child name] then moved closer to her father. She then place her hand over her mouth as she whispered into the raven-haired man ears as if she was telling some secret and was afraid that someone might hear what she got to say.

" You look prettier than Mama."

And that caused the demon to let out a soft chuckle. Pulling back, he took a good look at his little girl. [Child name] was wearing a sheepish grin on her face, exposing the gaps where her baby teeth used to be. God. This little girl never failed to amused him. Pulling [child name] into his arms, the demon pressed a bunch of soft kisses all over her cheeks, earning a bunch of delighted giggles from the toddler.

The demon pulled back after sometimes and saw that his daughter's tiny face was covered with red lipstick. Ah crap. How could he forget that this form of his was wearing lipsticks? Now, he needed to clean up before they went back into the shared bedroom to join you, his beloved wife. Picking up his baby girl, Muzan proceeded to walk towards the bathroom.

" Let's wash up before we join Mama."

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dekuneko-sama · 4 years ago

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I’m Sorry | Mirio Togata x Reader

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Pairing: Mirio x Reader

Summary: You and your boyfriend Mirio have a slight misunderstanding.

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dekuneko-sama · 4 years ago

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4 and 57 for kirishima please?

A/N: Whoops my hand slipped I..Angst guys anGST WATCH OUT-

Title: Never be the Same

Pairing: Eijirou Kirishima x Reader

4. “Look at me-just breath, okay?”57. “I can’t stand the thought of losing you.”

Eijirou Kirishima!:

Your ears were ringing, no other sounds were able to overpower the piercing sound. You were trying to gasp for air, but the smoke from the burning buildings that surrounded you made it harder to do. The fumes were making your head spin, but you couldn’t force your body to move. You sat with your back against one of the few still standing brick walls, trying hard to keep yourself awake and breathing.

You kept an eye on all three villains who were scattered around you, making sure they weren’t going to get up any time soon. These guys were smart, knowing that they’d have a better chance if they had split you and your group up. It was supposed to be a simple take down of a small, low-threat group of villains. The only reason you had the party you did, was because the board of directors, that mainly consisted of government officials, decided it would be best to have this powerful group together for the threat.

While they were a low-threat villain group, they were connected to something much bigger than that, and you heroes have been chipping away at them little by little. Hoping to hit the heart of the group before anything worse were to happen. However, these guys must have somehow caught wind of the plans, or they were becoming more antsy at having so many members lost, because they were ready.

At first, you hadn’t been worried at all, knowing that you, Bakugou, Midoriya, Todoroki, and Kirishima were more than capable. However, that confidence soon turned into unease once everyone was split apart, forced to take on three or more high-class villains on their own. That didn’t mean you weren’t about him though, although you should probably be worrying about yourself.

You were suffering from the battle as multiple gashes littered your body, and larger wounds on your side and thigh which were causing you to lose a lot of blood.

You heard a large explosion break through the white noise, and knew you had to help the others. You stood on shaky legs, before collapsing once more. You cursed in pain as you began to army crawl, pulling yourself to one of the villains and using your quirk to secure his hands behind his back. You willed your life force to create some makeshift cuffs on the other two as well before hardening it, creating an almost unbreakable substance.

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dekuneko-sama · 5 years ago

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rough day. kinktober 2020

character chosen. tomioka giyuu

genre. nsfw, modern era au

kink included. sleepy sex

wc. 1.3k

an. its the way im an absolute whore for giyuu

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dekuneko-sama · 5 years ago

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sensitive. kinktober 2020

character chosen. bokuto koutarou

genre. nsfw

kinks included. breeding kink + aftercare

wc. 0.7k

an. this was so hot to write what the fuck

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dekuneko-sama · 5 years ago

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| primal | todoroki natsuo X reader {smut}

In which Natsuo has an ugly encounter with his father and he needs to relief some tension, so he goes a bit feral with his girlfiend…

Did someone ask for this? Absolutely fucking not

Did that stop me from writing my longest smut to the date becaus I’m thirsty for Natsuo? Of course not.

This is fucking long, so you’ve been warned, also there’s a tiny bit of fluff at the end, anyways, enjoy the product of my lusting.

- Mara

He’s desperate, frantic hands roam through your body as soon as you open the door and his lips kiss you hungrily, cold eyes staring into yours so intense that it feels like the kind of cold in December that burns right through your core.

“N-Natsuo, what is it?” You try to ask, breathing into his neck as he’s busy hastily removing your top, deft fingers quickly removing your bra and squeezing your nipples between his calloused fingertips.

“Nothing”. He huskily groans against your pulse point as he sucks a patch of your skin into what you’re sure will become a mark.

“H-Hold on,” you breath, while trying to ignore the relentless assault at your nipples. “Something’s obviously bothering you, so why don’t you just spit it out”.

He separates himself from your neck adamantly, perverted intent all over his face. “This is me working on it”.

And just like that he dives once again, his lips now tracing a path downwards by the expanse of your stomach, he stops for a second to nibble at the soft flesh at the hem of your jeans. His advances are leaving a trace of goosebumps on your skin, and he’s pulling at your pants with so much force that your knees buckle for a second. Finally he rips them off from your legs and the sight of him kneeling to inhale the scent from your apex has you holding your breath.

His nose presses against your panties and you can feel them dampen when Natsuo presses the tip of his nose against your clit and you can’t help the whimper that scapesps your lips.

“What happened, don’t you wanna say anything else”. He taunts, and you’re about to answer when he moves the thin cotton layer that’s covering your sex to the side. He dives in without a warning, like a man who’s been thirsty for a thousand years.

There’s something raw and primitive in the way he drinks your juices, brutal tongue delving so deep into you that your breathing begins to falter, he laps and sucks in an almost feral way, the strong grip of his hands clenching against your ass, slick and hungry noises filling the air, when he begins to tease your clit with the tip of his tongue you begin to mewl, your hands holding onto his head, the soft tresses of his hair caresing your fingers.

Natsuo prides himself on the way your lips have begun to quiver and his right palm surprises you when it slaps against the supple flesh of your ass. You can actually feel him grin against your core and when he parts from your flesh you whimper in distress.

He looks up at you, pure lust darkening his eyes, and the sight of his chin and lips covered in your juices is almost enough to finish you off.

“I know you were close, your pussy was twitching against my lips”. His words are pure filth, but you can’t help the spark of heat that travels right towards your clit.

“You’re always so desperate for me, (Y/N)” He assentuates his words with a gentle nibble in your inner thigh, oh, so close to the center of your need, his hot breath hitting your sex and making you clamp your legs together, looking for any kind of relieve that you can get.

“I can smell your arousal (Y/N), aren’t you ashamed of being so desperate?” There’s mockery in his tone, and perversion in his eyes, but you can’t deny that you love him like this: so hungry and primal.

“Natsuo,” You whisper, your nails raking through his scalp as you shamelessly pull him towards your center again. “Please”.

“Fuck, you’re impossible”: He groans as he delves into your folds once again, this time his ministrations solely focused on over stimulating your engorged clit, he’s sucking and tapping against it and you can’t think of anything else that it isn’t Natsuo and the way his hands grip your tights as if he doesn’t ever plan to let you go. And he sucks at it just the right way and you can feel yourself coming undone, the strength of your orgasm leaving you empty of everything but pure white pleasure, and Natsuo just keeps lapping at your juices as you come down from nirvana, savoring the way your pussy clenches in his mouth.

He stands up all too quickly and before you’re back from your orgasm he’s kissing you, it’s sloppy and deep and you can taste yourself in his tongue and he moans into your mouth when you pull him by the collar of his shirt.

But then you feel it, two thick fingers caressing your already over sensitive entrance, and Natsuo marvels at the way your walls clench around him when he enters, he fills you up so effortlessly and his fingers reach so deep inside you that it should be illegal.

Spongy tissue is caressed and you begin to pant, everything’s too much and you tilt your head backwards, the pleasure too overwhelming, then his thumb frantically assaults your clit and you can feel it before it happens, you’re coming on his fingers once again, but it feels different and all too familiar at the same time and you can feel the explosion of your heat travel through your tights into Natsuo’s hand.

Your second orgasm is too much, the pleasure is too intense and the fact that you know that you squirted all over Natsuo fingers makes the heat travel through your body, you feel your body go limp but Natsuo’s quick embrace holds you before you can fall.

“I’m sorry (Y/N), but I’m not done with you just yet”. He lifts you effortlessly, and as always it amazes you how strong he is, you’re still dizzy from your last orgasm but when he pushes you against the nearest couch you can feel your insides burn in excitement.

The drag of his zipper being undone reaches your ears, and his hands are quick to re accommodate your body, face pushed against the soft cushions of the sofa and your ass perked up in the air, Natsuo grips your hips with a possessive crushing strength and when the tip of his member teases your entrance you hear yourself whimper.

“I can still see your pussy clenching (Y/N), but you’re gonna take my cock, right?” He accentuates his question with a stroke of his shaft against your clit and you feel yourself buckle involuntary against him.

“That’s what I thought”. He whispers in your ear, one hand gently massaging the space between your blades, the other one firmly grabbing your at your hip. He enters in one swift movement, and his thickness leaves you breathless for a moment, it doesn’t matter how many times you’ve taken him, he’s always too big.

His strong frame leans over your, and he relishes on the warm and tightness of your channel, nothing else matters, nothing but you and the way you clench on him, and then you whimper his name and he loses it, strong brutal thrusts drive his pace, you’re always such a perfect fit for him, always so responsive and needy, he just can’t get enough of your muffled moans.

His skin slaps against your ass, making for a perfect sound to accompany his groans and low whimpers, your face is buried against the cushions, his shaft hitting you in just the right spot, you know you won’t last long, you’re already too sensitive and when Natsuo pulls your head upwards, the strength of his fist pulling you by the hair he almost comes undone, your face is contorted in a soundless moan.

His hand spanks against the already reddened skin of your ass and he can feel you clench around him, he’s driven by pure instinct and the need to see you come again, so he thrusts even harder, his arm coming to snake around your waist, the warm supple flesh of your navel being everything he needs.

And he can feel his orgams come over him, he feels it so close that he keeps rutting into you, one hand coming to rub against your abused clit and you begin to plead and mewl and there are tears streaming down your cheeks, face contoured by pure pleasure.

“Pleasepleaseplease…” You mutter, a litany of incoherencies coming from your mouth and your insides tighten around him and you begin to pump him, his orgasm hitting him so hard that he stops breathing for a second, still driving into you to make sure everything comes out.

It takes the two of you a while to come down from your high, the two of you simply lounging in the couch, limbs entangled and sweaty bodies pressed against each other. Natsuo is holding you in a way that his head is resting against your chest while you gently caress the side of his face.

“I’m sorry,” He mumbles after what seems hours of silence,”I needed it”.

“You saw him, didn’t you?”

“It’s just… everyone seems so ready to forgive him, and I want my brother and sister to be happy but…” His voice grows sour and low.

“I know”. You hold him tightly, as there’s nothing else you can do to cure Natsuo’s scars because of his father, even when you’ve give anything to alleviate him from his burden. “You don’t have to forgive him if you don’t want too”.

“I know”, he says, his voice gaining force and a calmer tone, “It’s just” he sighs, “It’s all messed up”.

“I’m messed up” you try the waters, checking if you manage to take his mind off his father even for a second.

He chuckles lowly, and the rumble of it makes his back rise a little.

“Sorry again, but I regret nothing”. He looks at you with a tint or mischief and a tint of tenderness that engulfs you whole, and you feel so much anger against Endeavour for ever hurting Natsuo like this that you feel it coming off of yourself in waves.

“Fuck him.” you mutter quietly.

Natsuo chuckles again, and he nuzzles his head into your neck, “Fuck him”.

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dekuneko-sama · 5 years ago

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i had an izuku x reader request >_< maybe if they were dating while at UA, but they broke up when they graduated cuz they got too busy or something, & a year (?) later they have to work together & reader could get jealous of ururaka or something & they get back together? lots of pining?

A/N: I uh, miiiiight have taken this and absolutely BOLTED with it. It’s a oneshot, but like, one shot from a cannon. this is me restraining myself. I’m sorry in advance. Thank you so much for requesting, I hope it lives up to your expectations!!!

Welcome Home

Summary: After separating from your boyfriend so you can both focus on your budding careers, you’re just trying to move on with your life and your ever-growing array of houseplants. Life has other plans for you. (pro hero!Midoriya Izuku x pro hero!Reader, angst??? I think??? very light angst with a happy ending)

Notes and warnings: Reader has a plant-based quirk and can control plants she touches, as well as communicate with plants. Mentions of some unhealthy coping mechanisms ie. alcohol, alcohol use like once but implied more

Word count: Nine thousand, two hundred, and sixteen words. I am so sorry.

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Dull fingernails drum across the front of the folder you carry as you try to find a way to focus anywhere in the room except where you want to be focused. Luckily, you make it a point to record every meeting like this one, in case you want to look back on something said during the meeting, so you’re not too worried about not being too focused on the debriefing, but regardless, if you could please draw your eyes to the screen presenting the information and not the green living embodiment of sunshine sitting on the other side of the conference room.

You force your eyes back to the presentation, mentally chiding yourself. Get it together! Still, your eyes drift back to him.

Deku—rising pro hero, skyrocketing his way up the hero rankings faster than anyone might have expected, the pure embodiment of heroism and justice in ways you can hardly begin to comprehend, and (most importantly) your ex-boyfriend, sits, watching the screen with a casual posture, but analytical, sharp eyes. Occasionally, those same green eyes flick back down to the pages that had been contained in his folder—you’ve got your own files out, merely holding the actual folder to have something to fidget with, for fear that you’ll accidentally begin using your quirk if you touch anything more receptive to plant life than a plastic folder.

It’s not that you’re against his presence here. God knows he was called here for a reason, same as you. And there’s no questioning the skill and kindness with which Izuku— Deku works. You’ve been far too busy to keep close tabs, and honestly, that would’ve been pathetic, right? For an ex to keep tabs on literally any hero headline involving their rookie hero ex-boyfriend (and he’s in a lot)?

Oh, who are you kidding. You have notifications on for news apps.

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dekuneko-sama · 5 years ago

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A scenario where Dabi is taking care of his twins boys while his wife goes to visit their sick grandma abroad for a week. Thanks

Inspiration from the events are from twitter

Dabi

“Daddy’s where mommy?” Ren asked his father as he climbed up his leg. Dabi smiled to himself as he helped his son onto his lap.

“Mom is with grandma, visiting for a bit. She’ll be back soon” He says as he slowly stroked his son’s hair, “Until then it will just be me you and your brother”

“Daddy?” Makoto asked as he rounded the corner, his face covered in red lipstick. His eyes looking up towards his brother and father.

“Makoto! What did you do?” Dabi asked as gently put Ren to the side and raced towards his other son, picking him up and taking him to the bathroom to wash off the makeup.

“Daddy, why does mommy wear makeup?” Makoto asked as Dabi gently wiped the lipstick from his child’s face. Dabi furrowed his brows in concentration as he continued to rub, the lipstick already staining his child’s face.

“Uh, to look pretty,” He says as he runs the cloth under the warm water, inspecting his son’s face before deeming it clean, enough.

“Mom doesn't need makeup to look pretty,” Makoto says as he rubs his face with his hands. Dabi smiles, he thinks about how you’ll react to hearing what your son had said, his mind going through possible reactions when Makoro speaks, “Dad you should wear makeup”

“Ow,” Ren complains as he gently rubs his head, his eyes closed tightly, his brows furrowed as he slowly walked towards the couch and jumped on, resting his head on the armrest.

“What’s wrong kiddo? Did you hit your head?” Dabi asks as he slowly sits beside his son and rests his hand on Ren’s head. His brows furrow in concern as he gently strokes his head.

“I think I pulled a brain muscle” Ren frowns as he looks up to his father, frowning as Dabi pulls his hands away. He smiles, holding back a laugh as he leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees.

“Brain’s don’t have muscles, Kiddo.”

“Maybe yours doesn’t”

“Alright, Mom’s coming home. Let’s make the house look nice for her.” Dabi says as he leans down and picks up some toys that had been thrown about around the floor through the two weeks you were gone.

“Mom doesn’t care if things look nice,” Ren says from his spot on the couch, looking at his father skeptically as Makoto looks up from the children’s book he had been reading.

“Why do you say that?” Dabi asks as he continues cleaning up the mess of toys. Makoto speaks up this time, leaning forward on the couch as he says,

“Because she married you”

When Dabi hears the door open he slowly pushes his son’s heads from his lap and walks towards the front door, his head poking out from the living room as he watches you shut the door, putting your suitcase down as you let out a quiet sigh.

“(Name)” He says, smiling as he walks towards you, shutting the door before pulling you in for a hug. You smile as well, wrapping your arms around your lanky husband as he rests his chin on your shoulder. “How is she?”

“She’s doing better. She’s back on her medication, though the doctors say it won’t make her better completely, she still needs to fight.” You say as you close your eyes, “How was home?”

“When did our sons get so sassy?” He questions as he sighs, his hands rubbing your sides as he slowly pulled away, “I missed you” He says and you grin, leaning up to press a kiss to his cheek.

“If we move quietly maybe we can sleep alone tonight,” You say as you slowly pull away. In an instant Dabi picks you up, walking you towards your shared room. He quietly shuts the door and you use that opportunity to kick your shoes off with your toes. He pushes you onto the bed, his body pressing into yours as he wraps his arms around you. He presses kisses to your neck before he slowly rests his head next to yours.

“I missed you,” He says, closing his eyes as you let out a quiet laugh, pulling him close with your arms as you hum in agreement. “I love you”

“I love you too Dabi. It’s good to be home…”

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