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Imagine forming a domestic routine with Enji Todoroki. Most nights he comes back late, and you awaken from your dreams to sound of his footsteps coming down the hall. You close your eyes drowsily as you map out his path through the house by the noises such a big gruff man makes when he gets home, when he's trying to get comfortable. From slapping his boots down by the door in the foyer to the soft shuffle of slippers against the living room floors into the kitchen where he rummages for a snack or drink; the squeak of the down stairs bathroom room door, a rushing faucet, and finally his trudge up the stairs.

You wonder if he much quieter on stealth missions; he might as well be a freight train! But, then the bedroom door silently swings open and you know he's here, eyeing you in the dark, checking if he's waken you. For his sake, you try to slow your breathing and still the smile that tickles at the corner of your lips.

He's loud, but he's sweet.

Yet, he's not stupid. Despite your attempts to pretend, he knows his delicately light sleeping wife is awake. Therefore, he doesn't need to feel guilty as he climbs on his side of the bed and scoops you in his arms, listening for you little "surprised" gasp. You do know how to tease him as you snuggle more comfortably into place, breathing in his musky scent and savoring the new warmth radiating from this wall of muscle. Your old man yawns out a goodnight with a quick kiss to your forehead before drifting off to sleep himself.

It means the world to you every time he comes home.

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Kirishima Eijiro, who's obsessed with eating your pussy from the back. Has a special body pillow just for you, to help you comfortably maintain your little arch as he kneels behind you, adoring your magnificent shape. Corse calloused hands gripping each side of your ass. Nails and fingers digging firmly into the flesh to split you down the middle, pulling your pussy lips apart to expose your hidden center like a peach. He's salivating, kissing your pucker asshole and down your taint before his tounge teases your pussy, so close to sliding in but not enough to give you the relief your craving as the tip collects the first strands of your sweet essence. Your impaitient whimpers only continuing to stir the tease inside him before his lips gracious latch upon your clit. You're going to get exactly what you asked for. And, you're not going anywhere until he finishes giving it to you.

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18+ only - minors dni

This man has me in such a chokehold, and I just need a real one to give it to me just like that 😫 💦!!!

cw: gn!reader + Pro Hero!Kirishima Eijiro + unprotected sex + creampie + love bombs+ manhandling

Don't fight me because I know how you girls like tussle, but you can not tell me that Pro Hero!Kirishima doesn't use at least some of his moves in the bedroom. Safe versions of course. But still, in the heat of the moment, he tends to manhandle, twisting you into all sorts of positions. One of his favorites being the sleeper hold. If you muscles lose stamina after what feels like hours of being locked in a full nelson, Kiri will happily give your sore thighs a break by flipping you face down on the bed and pinning you in the signature hold. Through gritted teeth, he's begging you to hold out just a bit longer as he's so close. His hips making his approaching orgasm clear as he pistons wildly into your tight quivering heat.

Your head is swimming from the limited amount of air as the heavy weight hero fucks you stupid, having you trapped right where he wants you. A thick muscled bicep squeezing into the delicate hallow of your neck as he tells you how good you're being and how much he loves you. Each harsh thrust of his perfectly curved thick cock shoving you forward just for Kirishima to pull you right back, making you scream and your eyes roll back; lips contorting into those embarrassing o-faces. You'll never know how badly he wishes he was able to record each and every one of them.

It's so hot and exhausting. But, Kirishima has the endurance of a work horse born to breed as you cum over and over again until you finally pass out. Your hole giving his big dick one last squeeze that has him seeing stars every time as he fills you with his cum.

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Miguel O'hara, who silently claims you by falling asleep with a hand tucked between your thighs every night. Bottoms or no bottoms. Sex or no sex. He just needs to touch you there. Makes him feel so relaxed to have your precious soft pussy cupped in the palm of his calissused hands; a clawed finger carelessly stroking ever so delicately aginst your slit and along your pussy lips, making your breath catch whenever the tip mistakingly catches aginst your swelling clit. All he needs is to hear you mewl with need if you desire more of his touch. Harder, deeper, faster, directed toward your pleasure as you whimper, clutching onto the flexing muscles of his arm as you cream right into his hand. Yet, otherwise, it's just nice to feel you, to finally get to rest with his pefect little girl, knowing in his heart that you're not going anywhere.

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✞ 666 ✞

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Oh yeah? Could a pillow princess do this? *Tries to ride you before getting tired and just whining into ur neck*

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men who are gentle in bed until you tell them you love them and they fuck you like an animal

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Thinking about how Kirishima Eijirou would like to cuddle while he sleeps. Spooning you, one arm snug around your waist and the other slinking under your side to gently cradling your breast, because that's where you're softest. He'll hold you like a teddy bear all night long, peacefully dreaming with his face pressed into the nape of your neck. Sometimes giving you a little sqeeze, mumbling a few stray words into your skin, or lightly grinding up aginst you during the night, depending on the dream. He appreciates you so much for putting up with his neediness because without you to hold sleeping just isn't the same for Ei.

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Do you think Touya/Dabi is the kind a guy who's an asshole to people he knows have a crush on him? It gets even worse if he actually likes them back. He'll tease and deliberately gaslight you constently to make you feel dilusional about beleiving that he'd ever want a relationship with you. Even though he alway invites you to hang out with him, is constantly working his way into your pants, and gets jealous in a moody/bitter sort of way when he thinks you're giving anyone else too much attention. He rationalizes that he can get away with it because you're just another dumb whore that should be content he fucks with you at all, but doesn't explain why he so obessed with keeping you all to himself.

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by Apollonia Saintclair.

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Imagine pampering pro hero!Izuku Midoriya after he rushes in the door late for date night, covered in a thick layer of the day's sweat and grime. A fresh bouquet of flowers clutched gingerly in his scarred hands as he apologizes for being such a mess.

He immediately lauches into a tangent of an explanation, rambling about how he had wanted to get back home as soon as possible but had still wanted to get you something special. That he had neglected washing up at the agency in order to run by the flower shop before it closed, and that despite the late hour he still fully indended to take you out tonight (after grabbing a quick shower).

"There're still a few bars open." He continues. "We could grab your favorite cocktails. We could dance. And, maybe after that we could get some fast food or I can cook you dinner! I'm sorry, [Y/N]. I know it's not exactly what you were hoping for, but I promise I'll make it up to-"

You cut off him before he could finish, pulling him in to a tight hug; your face burried deep in his soiled chest, muffling your laughter as he freezes in his tracks.

Midoriya can't help it. With you, his worries seem small. He takes a deep breath relishing your sweet clean scent as a smile comes to his lips.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm just glad your home, Izu." You sigh. "Besides, I had other plans on how I want to spend the night."

"You do?" He asks, genuinely curious, feeling your self-satisfied hum rolling through his chest. Such a coy non-answer. He knows you're up to something but decides to play along. He's kind of tired of asking questions anyway.

"Whatever you want, lovley" your boyfreind agrees whole heartedly, kissing your forehead and making you giggle with excitement. You always appreciated Midoriya's trust and intend to show him so tonight.

Without another word, you gently take Izuku's hand in yours and lead him to your shared bedroom.

Thinking about giving Midoriya a handjob after a hot bath and a full body massage. The epsom salts having worked wonders on his sore muscles; the remaining knots having melted away under your touch. Yet, he knew he was done for the second you drop your rode to reveal you were wearing nothing underneath. His cock immediately swelling with blood as you crawled your way on top of him, straddling him, your ass pressing into the corded muscles of his thighs.

Izuku is still covered in oil, glistening in the golden glow of the candle light. His stares at you mesmerized as you watch him with an equal sence of wonder, near hypnotized by the nervous rise and fall of his shining abdomen and chest.

He's so wonderfully gorgeous, like an angel or a demi-god.

How could you not serve his every need?

Izuku breath catches you gently grasp your hand around him. It's warm and so soft, so smooth. He can't bring himself to protest as your start stroke him just way he likes it, your grip light but sqeezing tighter the closer you get to the tip; fingers running lusciously across the vein on the underside; the tugging of his lubed cock making such lude fapping noises.

Izuku squeezes his eyes shut as he moans openly, slutilly. He feels like he's melting in your hands even as all the muscles in his body tightened up again; your other hand massaging his balls as you continued to pump.

He knows he isn't going to last long. Not when it feels this good, when you've been so thoughtful, when everytime he reopens his eyes he's greeted again by your perfect body and jiggling tits.

You're spoiling him, and he's helpless to stop you.

"Fuck," he slurs. Better words having formed on the edge of his lips but never having fully come through.

He cums so quick in your hands, and it's alot. Warm and shooting out of him in seemingly endless ropes with each replenishing pump.

Izuku's not at all ashamed. If anything, he feels relaxed. His muscles are completely slack, and if it wasn't for his many scars he would have had a hard time beleiving he ever was hurt before.

He turns to you as you curl up beside him. His gaze soft and full of love.

"Thank you, baby."

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anaïs nin, the early diary of anaïs nin, 1923-1927

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OBSESSED with Bella the Bride @ Vivienne Westwood 2020

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fountain in italy

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I feel like villian!Bakugo Katsuki would break up with you in the worst way: he never does.

He just disappears from your life.

Doesn't answer your calls or texts.

Never reaches out to you again.

You're just left there staring at your phone at night for weeks on end wondering what you did wrong, shocked that he chose to do this, that for you he's just gone.

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