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Thinking About…

Thinking about Dabi! Whose kisses somehow always, always, taste like whiskey. And, at some point they started to burn like whiskey too, especially after a fight. As he leaves kisses down your spine, you can feel the burn as though he were branding them into your skin. Making sure you can never move on from him without some reminder of what you were to each other. The way his skin slams into yours burns almost as much but it doesn’t have the same bite as Dabi’s favorite whiskey, not like his kisses.  Not like the branding you know you’re going to be stuck with either.

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Thinking About…

Thinking about having Simeon! On his knees in your bedroom just begging for punishment. He just needs it so bad, the sting of your hand cracking across his face, your foot applying  pressure to his already aching dick as you step down on it acting disgusted at the pre-cum that sticks to your shoe. He’s already gone dumb for just a few hits and a couple of mean words but it was such a sweet sight. Don’t get him started on what the sight of you standing above him like this does to his dick either <3

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Thinking About…

Thinking about bunny hybrid Izuku! Who is just so grateful that you’ve taken him in after stumbling upon the poor bunny in a rainy bush. You’ve given him anything and everything he could ever want so it’s only fair that he gives you something too right? So after thinking it over in his tiny little bunny brain, he decided that the best thing he could give you was his seed. Unfortunately for him, he was so eager that he forgets that he eventually has to stop. So here you are, nearly five hours later, tears streaming down both your faces as he continues to fuck his cum into you despite the fact that neither of you can even speak anymore.

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Sweet, as long as you’re ok with it. Can I get some poly-relationship headcanons for Mina and Momo with a male reader?

The rest of the class was honestly shocked when the three of you announced your relationship because it’s the last pairing they could have expected.

Mina likes to fluster the both of you but if it doesn’t work on you she attempts to recruit you to tease Momo with her.

Momo was extremely nervous to tell her family, and while it took a little while (and a small argument) they eventually accepted it.

Honestly, I think a bunch of people (especially mineta) are a little jealous because “damn how’d you pull two absolute babes” as Mineta put it

You and Mina see an improvement in grades thanks to Momo planning out little study dates and she couldn’t be prouder when the two of you receive a good grade

Mina likes to drag the two of you to her favorite arcade and sometimes begs you to tag along with her friends for ‘guys night’ despite Bakugo being insistent it’s not a guys night. 

Mina thrives on PDA while Momo would rather keep to herself so it’s a nice balance depending on how you feel that day. 

All in all, it’s a very cute, healthy, and loving relationship <3

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You wouldn’t happen to be cool with poly requests, would you?

I do take poly requests, I don't write it very often and I'm always looking for the chance to!

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You couldn’t find her.

You had just gotten back from grocery shopping, and walked into a house that felt much colder than usual. It was cold enough it gave you chills as you set the grocery bags down, not seeing your girlfriend in her usual spot on the couch had your nerves on end. After the war, the two of you had agreed that neither went anywhere without letting the other know, mainly to ease your nerves seeing as you very nearly lost your beloved rabbit girlfriend. Not that she could easily go anywhere with the new prosthetic limbs still causing her pain after a while. 

“Rumi?” You called through the silent apartment getting no response that only sent your nerves into overdrive as you now began frantically checking each room of the apartment.

Until you got to the locked bedroom. Knowing she was in there, your nerves still ran rampant as the closer you got to the door the clearer the distress she was in became. 

“Rumi? Baby, open the door” you knocked gently as Socks started at you from the other end of the hallway. The crying only got louder the longer you stood out there and it broke your heart that she wouldn’t let you in. You knew she could handle herself but you wanted to be there, to hold her while she cried. Sliding down the other side of the door you sat in the hallway, never once leaving the door as she cried her heart out, a constant stream of comforting words pouring from you knowing she could easily hear you. You knew these new limbs were an adjustment, you knew that despite the front she often put up that this transition was taking a lot out of her in every way it possibly could and even now, months later, the phantom pains still drove her insane. The flashbacks kept her up at night, and the nightmares often caused her to wake you up in tears. You hated that she was in pain, you hated that this is what she had become but you never hated her. So when the tears finally subsided and she finally opened the door, eyes puffy and lips bitten raw, you held her. You held her like she was the most precious thing to grace the planet, regardless of her new state. You’d love her in any state so long as she was alive, and even if she wasn’t you’d love her anyways.

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Katsuki never liked the rain.

In fact, it was his least favorite type of weather. That was, until you. Kissing you in the rain like one of those cheesy romance movies he’d always grumble about (but secretly got invested in), sharing umbrellas with you tucked under his arm, he even confessed to you on a rainy day. All these memories had changed how he felt about the rain to the point he even looked forward to rainy days just so he could cuddle up to you with a good book by the window. Rainy days with you slowly became something he loved. Something he cherished.

When he died, so did your love for rainy days.

Everyday felt like a rainy day without him. And knowing how he had grown up hating rain yet fate had decided he should die in it, it was safe to say you’d never love another rainy day the same way again. All it did was remind you of that awful day. The day you sat glued to the television as the war raged on in both your city and your heart watching as he, his friends, and the pro’s fought long and hard only for him to be taken from you in the end. It felt like drowning in the very same rain he had kissed you in. 

You never liked the rain. 

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Father...feed me more spicy iida content

Thinking About…

Thinking about Tenya coming home from a long, stressful day at work in need of some relief. And who better to help him than his amazing spouse? Tied to the bed using his belt and blindfolded with the silk tie he keeps in his closet for special occasions as he uses you as his own personal fleshlight all while he whispers the sweetest praise in your ear.

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She would confess in a very classic way, outside of class with nothing but her heart on her sleeve and a letter in hand.

Literally starts floating when you reciprocate her feelings

Also floats almost anytime you fluster her (which is often)

When she started as a pro-hero, her goal was to make money, now all she wants is to protect you and the people she loves.

Her hear me out is kirby.

Ochako in a suit 🧎. That's it. That’s the headcanon.

Later in life she’d probably want to get a pet or two with you

She owns a tarot deck, probably as a gift from Jiro

She cannot take care of a houseplant to save her life

She likes to cuddle and play stardew valley <3

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Thinking about…

Thinking about your first time using a flogger on Barbatos. The wooden handle heavy in your hand but also empowering in a way. Being about to whip and caress a demon as powerful as Barbatos, to see this side of him was addicting. The marks left by the leather if even for a moment sending adrenaline through your veins, and the sounds he makes as the leather makes contact with his skin were heavenly even coming from a demon. Low grunts and groans that sent heat rushing through your body as even what little you were wearing became too much to handle. 

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He’s the hype man in the relationship. Feeling shitty? It’s now his life's mission to fix that.

This man cannot cook. He will ruin your cookware, probably even burn down the kitchen.

Honestly, quality time isn’t as common as he’d like working as a pro-hero, teacher, and radio show host. 

He loves to yap, if you let him, he’ll talk for hours.

It seems like he gets excited over small things but they aren’t small to him

He will not be saving you from any spiders, if you try to insist he take care of it he’s coming with a blow torch

He probably drives around listening to the most random radio stations

If loud noises are an issue for you, he’d try to tone it down for you but he’d definitely slip up a couple times

If you’re also a hero he’s going to brag about you nonstop like someone please save his friends

He loves matchy couple stuff, it could be jewelry, sweatshirts, literally anything and he’ll wear it with a shit eating grin

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Tattoo Artist! Touya who even after months can’t seem to get over you. How could he when you’re inked into his skin? His friends warned him it was a bad idea, getting tattoos dedicated solely to you, even a few designed by you for this very reason. Even his favorite whiskey didn’t taste as comforting as it used to. He couldn’t even flip through his sketchbook in peace without being saddened by the very images of you he himself had drawn. Including the image that was forever trapped in his brain and on paper, the image of you, broken down sobbing as he walked out the door leaving you behind forever.

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The time you and Asmodeus have sex he thinks that's all it is. It wasn’t new to him, being the avatar of lust people often used him for pleasure then left him in the dust. Not you though, you stayed. Helped him clean up then cuddled him till he fell asleep and, when you finally left to your own room late in the afternoon, he couldn’t help but cry. He wasn’t used to this, the way you loved him for more than just his body. Loved him in a way that was so unusual to him, so soft that he feared that one touch could shatter everything. Sure his brothers loved him, but they often didn’t take him as seriously as he wished they would, always convinced he was too clouded by lust to be serious about anything. 

But you, you were different. Even in a group you listened to him, like actually listened to him, asking him questions about matters that most would deem outside his realm of conversation. Like video editing? Different aspects of filming? He’s a deviltuber who does his own content not just a pretty face and only you seem to get that. Nobody but his brothers try learning his likes and dislikes but you do, and you remember them like it’s second nature. Always trying to involve him in things he would like and helping him avoid or get through things he hates.

So he cried. He cried so hard and for so long that he ended up falling asleep again. Falling into an exhausted slumber so deep that he didn’t wake even as you cracked his door open and snuck inside, your heart breaking at the sight of your lover so upset. Crawling into the bed behind him, you quickly scooped him into your arms watching as the wrinkles between his eyebrows (that he was definitely going to panic about later) softened as if eased by your very presence, soothing him into much more pleasant dreams as you laid there with him, watching over him.

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Sorry for the unannounced hiatus! But there are a bunch of posts going up once I get the headers and covers ready!