#[ 🍯 ]honeys.event

[sunascumdoll]

tiktok trend event, "grabbing his dick print to show off your nails" w/ kirishima/bakugo would be hilarious LMAOO

ɢʀᴀʙʙɪɴɢ ʜɪꜱ ᴅɪᴄᴋ ᴘʀɪɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ᴏꜰꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴀɪʟꜱ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ: ᴋᴇɴᴍᴀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴋᴀɢᴇʏᴀᴍᴀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴋɪʀɪꜱʜɪᴍᴀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏᴜ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ɢʀᴀᴍᴍᴀʀ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ, ꜱᴜɢɢᴇꜱᴛɪᴠᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏ ꜱᴍᴜᴛ

a/n: i got quite a few requests for this trend (down below)!! so i picked 2 from mha and 2 from hq! but don't worry, ill fulfill the rest of everyone's request on a separate post!!

as always reblogs are appreciated ♡

ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛɪᴋᴛᴏᴋ ᴛʀᴇɴᴅ & ᴋɪɴᴋ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ

kenma 

you cannot tell me kenma does not have the prettiest cock

and it’s so sensitive too 

the second you grab it, it’s just jumping in your hands

kenma sat in his gaming chair, golden eyes trained on the computer screen in front of him. you had just gotten your nails done, long acrylics in your favorite shade of ____. you’ve already taken numerous pictures of your new set, but all the pictures seemed like they were missing something. 

you enter your room and walts over to kenma, lightly tapping on his shoulder. he pulls one side of his headset off of his ear, before grunting in response. 

“i got my nails done today! i couldn’t get a good picture and wanted to know if i could use your setup as my background?”

“yeah, go ahead, baby,” he murmurs and pauses the game, scooting his chair back a bit to give you room. 

you cheekily smile before maneuvering in front of kenma and sinking to your knees. his eyebrow arches, eyes watching you intensely only for a curse to fly past his lips. your soft hands lightly stroke the outline of his growing member through his sweatpants, before softly gripping it. you open your phone camera and start recording, capture your nails, kenma’s setup lights, and of course the twitching of his eager cock.

you giggle when you feel kenma’s dick throb in your hand, “you okay, bubs?”

kenma groans, his head slowly nodding, “mhm, your nails are really pretty baby.”

kageyama 

pls this baby would malfunction the second your hand grabbed his dick print

face as red as a tomato and he’s watching you like a hawk

he’s trying his best to contain the twitching, but your nails wrapped so prettily around his cock is making it difficult

you walk into your apartment, tossing your keys onto the side table, before walking to the living room. there sits your raven haired boyfriend scrolling through his phone. 

tobio set his phone down in his lap, his own hand reaching out to grab yours, dark blue orbs scanning over your fingers, “they look pretty, babe.”

“you think so? ‘m glad you like them!” 

tobio releases your hand and picks his phone up from his lap. you sit down next to him and open snapchat on your phone, selecting your favorite filter. once you pick out your filter, your hand glides over tobio's thigh and lands directly on his crotch. 

"taking a video if my nails," you retort. 

tobio grips his phone before peeking over the top of it, "what are you doing?" 

tobio grunts, shifting underneath your grasp. the shade of crimson paints his cheeks and burns at the tip of his ears as he watches you grope his cock with your freshly manicured nails. your nails lightly trace the outline of his cock, before pulling away. 

you hand your phone over to tobio, smilling as you play the video back for him, "is this video good?" 

he grabs your wrist, placing it back on top of his now rock hard member, "it's a little blurry, r-record it again." 

kirishima 

wait can i say about rock cock

horse cock

that's it.

no but you'd go to grab his dick to record your nails

and he has the cheesiest smile on his face 

a sense of pride swelling in his chest bc like

you could have any background for your video 

but you chose to grip his dick

eijirou sat in the parking lot, waiting for your nail appointment to end. after about ten minutes, you exit the nail salon and enter the passenger side of his car. 

eijirou grabs your hand, his thumb running over the freshly laid acrylic, "ooh, you went with ___? it's a nice color and looks really good on you, sweetheart." 

you hum happily at his compliment, "thank you, baby! can you record a video for me?", you ask before handing your phone to him. 

"sure thing!" 

eijirou grabs your phone and opens up your camera app. once you hear the familiar ding of your camera recording, you immediately place your hand on his thigh. you walk your fingers up his thigh, grabbing onto his dick and palming it through his jeans. eijirou smiles as you gently squeeze his cock, purposefully making it jump and twitch in your hand.

"oh fuck~, your hands look so pretty," eijirou moans, zooming in to focus the camera on your small hand wrapping around his clothed cock. 

bakugou

literally growls when you grab his dick

not like an angry growl

but like "do it again. see what happens" kind of growl

"katsuki, honey, look!" you quickly skip into your bedroom, excitedly waving your nails in front of his face. 

katsuki lowers his phone, glancing at your nails before looking back at his phone, "cute." 

you pout at the lack of enthusiasm from your boyfriend. you jump on the bed, settling down beside him and pulling out your own phone. you swipe over to your camera and open it before gripping your lover's dick. 

katsuki locks his phone and sits up on his elbows, a deep growl rumbling inside his chest, "what are you doing?" 

"taking pictures of my nails, the thumb is my favorite," you shrug, your thumb resting atop of his cock head and rubbing in small circles. 

he growls once more, rough hands reaching out to grip your cheeks and pull your face closer to his, " rub it again, i dare you."

[sunascumdoll]

The tiktok trend event, the 'climbing into his lap whiles hes gaming' would be amazing with denki and kenma

ᴄʟɪᴍʙɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜɪꜱ ʟᴀᴘ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʜᴇ'ꜱ ɢᴀᴍɪɴɢ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ:  ᴋᴇɴᴍᴀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴅᴇɴᴋɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ɴᴏᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴏꜰʀᴇᴀᴅ, ɢʀᴀᴍᴍᴀʀ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ, ᴄᴜʀꜱɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴅᴇɴᴋɪ'ꜱ

a/n: gosh i havent written in forever so i defintely feel a bit a rusty!!

as always, reblogs are very much appreciated ♡

ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛɪᴋᴛᴏᴋ ᴛʀᴇɴᴅ & ᴋɪɴᴋ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ

kenma

it’s only been an hour and a half since kenma finished streaming. your room that was once filled with lively music, thank you’s, and shoutouts died down to nothing but the soft tapping of controller buttons and the constant whirring of the air conditioner. you were sitting on your bed, quietly scrolling on your phone, and changing between the same three apps. your gaze shifts from your phone over to kenma. his eyes are glued to the screen, jaw clenching in concentration as his fingers glide across the same four buttons. you can't help but whine, a tinge of jealousy bubbling inside you, realizing kenma's full attention isn't on you but his current game. 

“kenma?” 

silence. 

“kenma.”

no response. 

the pout that once painted your face, slowly shifted to a frown. you begin grumbling underneath your breath, eyebrows furrowed as you close out of all your phone apps and lock it. you chuck the device on the bed, not particularly caring where it lands. 

kenma hears the sound of feet softly pattering against the hardwood floor before stopping beside him. his eyes quickly cut to you, only to dart back towards his monitor. your hand gently wraps around his wrist, loosening his hold on the controller and lifting his hand before settling down on his lap. your arms rest against his shoulders and face pressed in the crook of his neck. 

kenma tenses, his muscles only relaxing when the warmth radiating off your body envelops him. sighing, he pauses the game, long slender fingers finding purchase in your hair and tenderly massaging your scalp, all while his free hand lightly traces circles on your lower back. kenma turns his head, soft pink lips pressing a kiss against your temple. 

“i’m almost finished, i promise.” 

denki

“i swear it wasn’t me! i was in electrical with kirishima!” denki yelled. 

you huff, laying flat on your back and staring up at the ceiling while listening to your boyfriend scream for what seemed like the millionth time. you had been asking denki to nap with you for hours, and the only response you’d receive was a nod. 

“denki, are you coming to nap now?”

denki whirls around in his chair, grabbing his headset and pulling them down slightly. he cheekily grins before nodding his head, “almost done here, babe!” 

you roll your eyes, pulling the blanket up to cover your pouty lips, “you said that 2 hours ago!” 

denki turns back around, pulling his headphones back up, and clears his throat, “so we’re skipping, yeah?” 

“no, we aren’t skipping, dumbass! i saw your ass vent!” bakugou shouted loud enough to be heard through your boyfriend’s headphones. 

“that wasn’t me! kirishima, dude, you saw me in electrical with you, yeah?” 

“well, yeah, but you came in seconds before bakugou called the mee-”

denki tsked, quickly cutting off the faux redhead, “i didn’t ask you when i came in, just that i was in electrical with you!”

you gingerly shake your head and climb off of the bed, your blanket following closely behind you. your hand nudges denki’s hand away from his computer mouse, long enough to climb into his lap. you yawn before leaning your head against his shoulder; the blanket wrapped tightly around your figure. denki leans further back into his gaming chair, rough hands smoothing over and gripping your sides. 

he turns his head to look at you, hands traveling from your sides up to your face to pinch at your cheeks, “you’re so cute, baby, you know? so precious, yes you are!”

denki sighs, pulling the microphone closer to his mouth, “yeah, i'm the imposter. i 100% vented, now vote me out so i can cuddle and baby talk y/n more.”

denki tosses his headset onto his desk before wrapping his arms around you and carrying you to bed. he lays down with you still in his arms, peppering wet kisses all over your face. 

“let’s take that nap now, hm?”

[sunascumdoll]

can i request trend number 9 for kenma, sakusa and kita?

ꜱᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀ ɴᴜᴅᴇ/ᴅɪʀᴛʏ ᴛᴇxᴛ ɪɴ ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ: ᴋᴇɴᴍᴀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ꜱᴀᴋᴜꜱᴀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴋɪᴛᴀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: MDNI!! ɢʀᴀᴍᴍᴀʀ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ, ꜱᴜɢɢᴇꜱᴛɪᴠᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏ ꜱᴍᴜᴛ

a/n: i was going to write mini drabbles but decided to do bullet points so i can pump out more content and get though requests! hope you enjoy!

as always reblogs are appreciated. ♡

ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛɪᴋᴛᴏᴋ ᴛʀᴇɴᴅ & ᴋɪɴᴋ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ

kenma

he’s trying to keep a straight face and keep his composure

and he does for the most part

but the tips of his ears are burning red

and he can’t stop his cock from twitching in excitement

he places his phone back on the desk

it’s not locked, oh no no

it’s still unlocked and your picture is just staring up at him

god you looked so beautiful, he’s practically salivating at the mouth

viewers on his stream are asking what’s got him so distracted, some are pointing out his red tipped ears, others ae guessing what’s got the pro gamer so shaken

he manages to calm down, his focus turning back to thank the viewers for their donations… until he gets another notification

baby can’t handle it anymore

he’s stuttering, not even looking at the camera anymore <3

he’s never signed off of a stream as quickly as he did tonight

sakusa

he’s at practice

he’s so use to you texting him throughout practice that he doesn’t think much of it all

when his phone goes off he just thinks it’s you checking on him

maybe asking him what he wanted for dinner today

but the next few messages have him shifting his practice shorts to accommodate for the space that’s being taken up by his throbbing cock <3

his cheeks are flushed and he’s chewing on his bottom lip out of pure instinct

he’s never wanted practice to end so bad in his life

his eyes are so focused on reading your message, he doesn’t even notice a tuff of bright orange hair flopping towards him

“sakuuusaaaa! practice is about to start again!’

he locks his phone immediately, his eyes lift up from the now dark phone screen to look at the overly cheerful boy

“i think i’m going to leave early. not feeling too good”

please, he’s speeding on the highway home

he just wants to see if you’re all talk or not

kita

rice farmer shinsuke

all sweaty and hot

working in the fields just trying to support his precious little s/o <3

he feels his phone vibrate in his pocket once, twice, three times

and stops in his tracks when he sees what you sent him

pictures… lots of pictures.

he’s already hot, the sun beaming down directly onto him

but seeing you in such compromising positions has his body temperature rising even more

baby is drooling at the mouth

his hand naturally finds itself on top of his cock, palming himself through his pants

his eyes are glued to his phone screen, fixated on your curves

the rice can wait one more day

there’s something other than rice that needs his immediate attention

[sunascumdoll]

For the tiktok trend event , slamming their car door with megumi , gojo and nanami?

ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʟᴀᴍᴍɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴄᴀʀ ᴅᴏᴏʀ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ: ɢᴏᴊᴏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴍᴇɢᴜᴍɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ɢʀᴀᴍᴍᴀʀ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ

a/n: nanami's is really short bc i felt like i was repeating myself a lot. regardless i hope you enjoy

as always reblogs are appreciated ♡

ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛɪᴋᴛᴏᴋ ᴛʀᴇɴᴅ & ᴋɪɴᴋ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ

gojo

i can't necessarily see gojo getting upset with you slamming his car door

like i cant

gojo is a clown

so if anything, he'd take it as a challenge 

and try to like

out slam you 🧍‍♀️

you've seen the trend before, and laughter never failed to seep from your lips seeing the different reactions - death glares, people scolding their significant others, all-natural responses to their door being slammed shut.

satoru sits in the driveway of your home, his car in park, and his foot lightly resting against the brake. 

you quickly unbuckle your seatbelt, grabbing the bags that rest beside your feet before turning towards satoru, "thank you for the day out, babe!"

you lean over and press a kiss to the white-haired man's cheek. you open the car door, stepping outside of it, before grabbing the remaining bags. you silently chuckle to yourself as you slam the door shut with enough force to make the car shake. you slowly ascend the steps to your front door, giggling to yourself as you wait for satoru to call you back.

but it never comes. 

instead, you hear a familiar chuckle, a loud bang, and the sound of glass shattering. your head whirls around, and there stands your 6'3 boyfriend, glass surrounding his feet and his car door partially resting in his hand and hanging off the hinges. 

your eyes practically bulge out of your head, and your mouth drops open, "...what the fuck happened to your door, toru?" 

"i thought we were seeing who could slam it the hardest… i think i won."

megumi 

another baby i think wouldn't yell at you

he’d just sit silently in his seat

turn the radio up or something

megumi honks the horn before grabbing his phone, shooting you a quick text to let you know he has arrived. you slip your shoes on and walk out your front door to his car. you grab the door handle, yanking it open and slamming it once you're comfortably inside. megumi sets his phone down inside the cupholder, eyebrows furrowed as he looks over at you. dark navy blue eyes survey your figure, only to turn away and focus back on the road. 

the two of you sat in silence for over 10 minutes, the sound of the radio filling the empty space. megumi's hand finds its way onto your thigh, gently squeezing it as he pulled into a familiar drive-thru: McDonald’s. 

you tilt your head in confusion, “ ‘gumi? what are we doing he-”

megumi cuts you off and partially leans out the window to speak into the speaker, “could i get a cheeseburger? could i also get a ten count nugget, thank you.”

megumi drives around the building, paying for the food, then pulls into a parking spot. he unbuckles his seatbelt, taking a nugget from its container before turning towards you. 

you hum happily, accepting the nugget into your mouth, “what’s this for?” 

“you slammed my car door, i thought you were upset. i didn’t do anything today, so i figured you were hungry,” he responds. 

nanami 

unlike gojo and megumi

nanami would just ask you what’s wrong

why tf are slamming my car door

did someone upset you

date night with kento. 

you stand in front of the full-body mirror, a pout present on your lips as you smooth the wrinkles from your dress. after trying on numerous outfits, you decide on this tiny black dress. it’s not what you wanted to wear, but it would have to do. kento sits in the car, warming the interior as he waits for you. you rush out of your shared home, plopping down onto the warm leather seats. your manicured nails grab the door handle, yanking it shut before crossing your arms across your chest. kento turns the radio down before turning his body towards you. 

two fingers reach to grip your chin, forcing you to look at him, “what’s wrong?”

“this isn’t what i wanted to wear! my original outfit looked weird, and so did everything else,” you whine in response. 

kento nods, sharp eyes roaming over your figure. he leans forward, pressing a firm kiss on your soft, supple lips. 

“you look beautiful. nothing looks weird on you,” he retorts, “but still, that doesn’t give you a reason to slam my car door. please, don’t do that again.”

[sunascumdoll]

hey! may i ask for a number 6 from the tiktok trend with megumi? thanks!<3

ɢʀᴀʙʙɪɴɢ ʜɪꜱ ᴅɪᴄᴋ ᴘʀɪɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ᴏꜰꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴀɪʟꜱ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ: ᴍᴇɢᴜᴍɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ɪᴡᴀɪᴢᴜᴍɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴛꜱᴜᴋɪꜱʜɪᴍᴀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ɢʀᴀᴍᴍᴀʀ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ, ʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ᴘʀᴏᴏꜰʀᴇᴀᴅ, ꜱᴜɢɢᴇꜱᴛɪᴠᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏ ꜱᴍᴜᴛ

a/n: here you go babes! im apologizing in advance bc this.. was honestly complete trash((((:

as always reblogs are appreciated. thank you. ♡

ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛɪᴋᴛᴏᴋ ᴛʀᴇɴᴅ & ᴋɪɴᴋ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ

megumi

blushy baby

the minute you grab his dick, he’s stumbling all over his words

literally cannot make a coherent sentence

megumi sits on the couch in front of the TV, enjoying the quietness and comfort of his own home. the sound of keys jingling at the front door rips his attention away from the television. he turns to look at the front door, a smile slowly spreading across his face when he sees you.

you close the door behind you and walk to the kitchen, setting down a few bags onto the table, “hi ‘gumi. how was your day?”

“my day? it was okay. i spent some time with itadori."

"oh, is that so?" you question as you walk over to the couch, plopping down next to him.

"mhm. itadori is re- mm~."

megumi groans and looks down, watching your hand slowly stroke his cock through the fabric of his pants. with your other hand, you grab your phone from your back pocket and begin taking pictures of your nails.

“itadori is what, babe?”

“he’s really mm- fuck. i-” he hisses as your nails tease the head of his cock, his mind going blank as he concentrates on your touch, “doesn’t matter. tell me more about your nails.”

nanami

i'm thinking of this man just staring you down, jaw clenched while you're literally groping his dick

he’s scolding you about how unprofessional and inappropriate it is to do this while he’s on campus

but his cock is as hard as a rock and he doesn’t dare move your hand away

pretty grunts from kento pls-

kento reaches under his desk to grab the plastic bag that contained his lunch, only to grab onto the air. he scoots his chair back and peeks under his desk, his brown eyes scanning for any trace of his missing lunch. thin eyebrows furrow and meet in the middle of his forehead; lips tightly pursed together as he realizes he left it sitting on the kitchen counter.

“that’s just great. i can wait for dinner then,” he sighs defeatedly and leans back against his chair. kento closes his eyes, enjoying a moment of peace only for the sounds of shoes softly tapping against the floor to awaken him. the footsteps stop at his door, followed by a soft knock.

“come in.”

you slowly push open the door, a smile spreading across your face once your eyes land on your significant other. making your way over to his desk, you sit down in his lap and place the bag of food on top, “i think you forgot something.”

kento’s hand rests comfortably on your waist, fingertips tracing shapes into your skin while he eats.

“are you having a good day so far?” he questions, taking another bite of his food.

“yes! it’s been a while since i’ve gotten my nails done, so i went out and got them done,” you squeal happily, “but i haven’t looked at them yet.”

“how come?”

“i wanted to look at them wrapped around something pretty, and i think i found that something..”

your hand rests on kento’s lower thigh and gives it a reassuring squeeze. your hand trails further up his leg and stops to rest against his cock. he shifts underneath you, letting out a low grunt as you palm his cock through his khaki pants. your nails trace the outline of his now hard cock, reveling in the way he groans at every touch.

he moans, those same brown orbs staring daggers into the side of your head. his cock continues to twitch in your grasp, his hips jerking as he thrusts into your hands, “this is highly inappropriate. anyone can walk in right now,” he scolds.

iwaizumi

this man exudes big dick energy

he’s cocky, he knows its big

doesn’t say a word, just sits there with a smirk

purposely makes it jump and twitch in your grasp <3

“haji, haji, look,” you exclaim as you run over to your boyfriend and give him your hand, “aren’t they pretty? thank you for paying for them!”

hajime lowers his phone from his face and grabs onto your hand, looking over your manicured nails. he nods before placing a gentle kiss on your fingers, “you’re welcome, baby.”

he leans back against the couch, one of his toned arms resting along the back of the sofa while the other grabs onto his phone. the living room quickly fell quiet, except for the occasional random videos playing from hajime’s phone.

a familiar ding fills his ears, and his eyes quickly dart to you, then back to his phone. your ____ colored fingers grab onto his dick, slowly twisting and pumping him through his sweats. hajime smirks at the feeling of your hand running along the length of his cock. he locks his phone, tosses it aside, and leans further back against the couch, his other arm reaching up to rest against the back of the sofa. he watches you vehemently, sporadically grunts leaving his lips when you give his cock a light squeeze.

the pad of your thumb runs along the tip of his dick. a dribble of precum that once sat at the top of his shaft staining the inside of his low-hanging grey sweats. you give his shaft another squeeze, gasping when it begins to flex against your palm.

hajime looks down at you with a sly smirk and makes his cock jump once more,” go ahead, baby, take more pictures.”

tsukishima

just stares you down

i mean watches you like a hawk

you’d think hes angry but the way his skin is slightly flushed

and the way he’s rapidly growing in your hand

you know he isn't

you unlock the front door of your home and walk inside, your eyes immediately landing on the tall blonde sitting at the kitchen table reading a book. you slide your shoes off of your feet and place them down neatly by the door before hurrying over to the table.

“kei, look!” you say as you hold out your hand.

kei’s eyes leave the ink-stained pages for what seemed to be two seconds before turning his focus back to the book, “they’re nice.”

“you didn’t even look.”

kei grunts in response and flips to the next page of his book. your brows furrow in annoyance at your significant others' lack of interest. the pout on your lips slowly shifts to a devious smirk. without a second thought, you drop to your knees and crawl underneath the table, sitting comfortably on the back of your legs. your hands reach up and grab onto his cock through his pants, causing kei to jump at the sudden touch. startled, he scoots his chair back a bit and looks underneath the table.

your pretty little fingers give his cock another firm squeeze, “i said, aren’t they pretty, kei?”

he hums, his large hand reaching down to lightly brush against your cheek before gripping onto your jaw and tilting your head up. he chuckles almost sadistically, his grip on your cheeks tightening, “they are beautiful. but if you’re going to stroke my cock, then do it right. i trained you better.”

[sunascumdoll]

how about “letting go of their hand while driving” with Deku, Bakugou, Todoroki, and Kirishima?

ʟᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ɢᴏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴅʀɪᴠɪɴɢ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ: ᴅᴇᴋᴜ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏᴜ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ꜱʜᴏᴛᴏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴋɪʀɪꜱʜɪᴍᴀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ɢʀᴀᴍᴍᴇʀ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ

a/n: here you go bubs! kiri's makes me sofy i love him so much.

as always reblogs are appreciated. please reblog. ♡

ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛɪᴋᴛᴏᴋ ᴛʀᴇɴᴅ & ᴋɪɴᴋ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ

deku

why would you do this to him

the second you let go

his mind is racing a mile a minute

what did i do wrong

are they upset with me

are my hands sweaty

the vein in his forehead is about to burst please hold his hand

it’s izuku’s day off, and he wants nothing more than to spend the day with his significant other. he's been so busy with hero work, so he’s excited to be able to spend time with his lover. he’s happier than he could ever be, content with just being in your general area. he smiles to himself, his thumb rubbing along your knuckles as he subconsciously squeezes your hand.

you hum at his tender action before pulling your hand away. you shift your body, your back facing towards him as you look out the car window. izuku frowns, his eyes turning from the road to your silhouette.

"are they angry? is it because i've been so busy?" he thinks to himself, "i know i've been away, but i'm a pro hero! i have to help people!"

you silently laugh to yourself, turning back over and wiping away the bead of sweat that formed on the green-haired man’s head, “izuku, relax, it was just a joke!”

“oh? okay, good!” he exclaims before extending his hand out to yours,” can i hold your hand again?”

bakugou

congrats, this man never wants to hold your hand again

he’ll let it slide the first time

but the second time you let go of his hand??

he’s an grumpy boi

dont ask to hold it again

bc the answer is no

katsuki’s hand sits flush against yours, your fingers entangling with one another. you pull your hand away and place it into your lap. he grunts, the natural scowl of his face deepening when you pull away.

“what, are my hands clammy or something?” he questions, wiping the palm of his hand onto his pants leg before extending it back out to you.

you chuckle, shaking your head as you reach back out for his hands, “no, it’s not clammy, i promise.”

the two of you sit in comfortable silence, katsuki occasionally giving your hand a gentle squeeze only to growl when you pull away once more. you can feel his intense glare burning into the side of your head. you suck your bottom lip into your mouth, biting down on it to stop yourself from laughing as you turn to look out the window.

he moves his hand away and grips the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white. curses and growls spill from his lips, his eyebrows furrowing as he mumbles to himself, “stupid, dumbass. i didn’t want to hold your hand anyway.”

you roll your eyes and chuckle before turning back towards the blonde, “ you’re such a drama queen. it was just a joke, now give me your hand!” you huff, reaching over and grabbing onto katsuki’s hand.

he quickly brushes your hand off of his, lips tightly pursed into a fine line, “hold your own hand.”

shoto

i mean

dont expect much of a reaction out of him

he literally just thinks you dont wanna hold his hand at the moment

dont get me wrong, he’s a little sad

but he’s not going to make you hold it

the two of you were driving around, enjoying a night out and being in one another's presence.

“are you having a good time, love?” he questions, giving your hand a gentle squeeze.

you nod in response, turning to give him a gentle smile before slipping your hand away from his and folding your arms across your chest.

shoto’s eyebrows twitch in confusion, his heterochromatic eyes looking over at you, then back to the road, “love, are you alright?”

“yeah, why wouldn’t i be?”

shoto weakly smiles and shakes his head. his right-hand moves from the steering wheel down to his lap. he had gotten so comfortable with holding your hand, he was unsure what to do with himself once you let go. his hand rubs up and down his clothed leg, stopping just above his knee. his pale fingers drum along to a random tune in his head. you giggle as you uncross your arms and grab onto his hand once again.

“ ‘m just kidding, sho!”

“oh,” he grins joyfully and interlocks his fingers with yours again before bringing your hand to his lips and pressing kisses to each of your knuckles, “well, i’m glad you were kidding. i enjoy holding your hand”

kirishima

this man is clingy idc what you say

you cannot change my mind, i will not hear it

the second you let go he’s asking what’s wrong

will pull the fucking car over

“babe, it was awesome! i thought that sweet old lady needed help, but guess what she did?”

“what did she do, eiji?”

“she grabbed him by his throat and slammed him into the concrete!”

“oh wow! sounds like today was fun,” you chuckle softly, releasing your hand from his and stuffing it into your pocket.

eijirou hums in confusion and reaches towards the radio, turning it down. he glances over at you numerous times before clearing his throat.

“what’s wrong, sweetheart?”

“huh? nothing is wrong.”

“nothing is wrong? then why’d you let go of my hand?” he questions, his left eyebrow quirking upwards.

“i don’t know, eiji.”

“what do you mean, you don’t know?”

‘i ju-”

you squeal as the car suddenly whips over to the side of the road and stops. before you can understand what happened, a pair of giant hands unbuckle your seatbelt and pull you over the center console. eijirou plants you firmly on his lap, calloused hands gently rubbing up and down your sides. he leans up, pressing kisses along your jawline and cheeks.

“what’s wrong, baby? did i do something?”

“no, no! i was kidding! it was a prank!” you quickly shake your head, giggling and wiggling around in his lap.

“guess your prank had a positive outcome.. kisses!” he exclaims while leaning his seat further back, pulling you down with him to smother your face in more kisses.

[sunascumdoll]

My my, can't just get by a nice event and not participate, can i?Imma pick the "ᴛᴇxᴛɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ɪꜱ ʜɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀᴇ" trend, aand for the characters imma go with Toji, Choso, Hawks and Bakugo heh. Don't think there's room for kinks in this one :( Anyways, love your event <3

ᴛᴇxᴛɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ɪꜱ ʜɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀᴇ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ: ᴛᴏᴊɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴄʜᴏꜱᴏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ʜᴀ��ᴋꜱ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏᴜ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ɢʀᴀᴍᴍᴀʀ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ, ꜱᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ, ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋꜰɪᴄ-ɪꜱʜ

a/n: got another request similar to this, the other characters will be on another post! i here you go bubs! i tried my best with writing toji and chose, it's my first time writing for them oof. also if the texts look weird, it's bc i dont have an iphone and had to use an app sjdhsjd.

as always reblogs are appreciated  ♡

ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛɪᴋᴛᴏᴋ ᴛʀᴇɴᴅ & ᴋɪɴᴋ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ

toji 

this man is BEEFY

THICC

TIDDIES ON SWOLE MODE

the second he walked in the store everyone looked scared

so the fact that he thinks someone would take a chance at hitting on you ???

rip

toji grumbles, shoving his phone in his pocket before turning on his heels and speed walking to where he last saw you. your eyebrows furrow a bit seeing your last message left on read. sighing, you place your phone in your back pocket and begin to walk down the aisle you were currently on. you were about to turn the corner when you feel a large arm wrap around your waist and pull you flush against their chest. 

you squeak and begin struggling in their arms, only for a familiar husky voice to whisper in your ear, “easy, pretty girl.” 

your head tilts back, your eyes meeting those of your husband. toji leans down, placing a kiss on your lips before looking back up, his intense eyes scanning the aisle. 

“where is he,” his other arm wraps around your waist and gently squeezes you.

“hm?”

“where’s the asshole who was trying to touch you,” he grits through clenched teeth. 

your hand quickly flies up to cover your mouth, stifling your laughter. toji’s gaze shifts from the aisle down to you, face painted in confusion at your sudden laughing fit. 

“toji, i was kidding! i honestly didn’t think you’d c- where are you going?”

toji shoves his hands back into his pockets, turns on his heels, and begins walking away from you, “to get my fucking bread.” 

choso

first of all this man is extremely protective with his brothers

if you think he wouldn’t be as protective over you, yOURE WRONG 

this man is glued to your hip so like no one has the chance to hit on you

but the one time.. the ONE TIME he leaves you alone and he thinks someone is hitting on you

yikers, he’s not leaving alone again. joke or not.

choso could practically feel his throat drop into his stomach reading your message.

“i knew it,” he curses, chucking his phone into his pocket. 

you silently laugh to yourself as you press send. just as you’re about to lock your cell phone, you hear the loud stomping of feet rushing towards you. your head snaps in the direction of the sound, your eyes immediately landing on the sizeable intimidating figure of your boyfriend. choso’s hand wraps around your waist, yanking you towards him. you squeal as your face smashes against his chest, your tiny hands gripping at the cloth that covers his body. 

“hon-”

“where are they,” choso sneers, his dark eyes scanning the empty aisle as his grip on your waist tightens. 

your face contorts in confusion, only for your eyes to widen mere seconds later—the text. 

“no, no, babe, that was just a prank!” you exclaim.

he glances at you before pulling you closer to his chest.  his other arm wraps around you, squeezing you a bit and leaning down to place a kiss on the top of your forehead. 

“a prank? i’m glad it was only a prank, but now i refuse to leave your side.” 

hawks

a clown

immediately thinks it’s a joke

“that ass is fat though”

but then the more he thinks about it

the more he gets nervous

of course, keigo would make a joke. it would be weird if he didn't make one. thankfully it’s only a prank because if you were really in trouble, you’d be done for. 

you huff and shove your phone in your pocket, dissatisfied with your significant other's reaction, before grabbing your handheld basket. you toss a bag of chips into your basket and start walking towards the aisle’s exit. you’re about to turn the corner when you faceplant into someone’s chest. 

“oh, sorry!”

you look up to see a familiar tuft of blonde hair. keigo’s golden eyes light up as he looks down at you, only to darken when he looks up and out into the aisle. his chest is puffed out, vermillion wings stretched and gently vibrating. you bite down onto your bottom lip, your frame shaking before bursting into laughter. 

keigo tenses up before looking back down at you, “huh? what’s so funny?” 

“what’s with the intimidating act?” you ask, wiping the tears away from your eyes. 

“you just told me someone was bothering you?”

you let out another howl, clutching your stomach as more tears roll down your face from laughing. 

“one, i was kidding, and two, i didn’t think you’d even come, especially after that last text message.”

“i wasn’t going to come at first, but then i started to feel bad. but i see i should’ve gone with my initial instinct. 

bakugou 

why would you do this

bakugou is protective of you

you playing this prank would put everyone and the snack aisle in danger

bc he WILL blow that shit up to get to you

a loud bang comes from about four aisles over. 

“oh no, that’s not good,” you groan.

katsuki turns the corner, speed walking towards you. his eyes are not looking at you but just behind you. your eyes follow his gaze, and spot an innocent older man right behind you, picking out his groceries. 

katsuki walks faster, explosions going off in his hand before shoving past you, “hey, dumbass!”

the older male turns towards katsuki, eyes widening in surprise to see the furious pro hero charging him. you squeal, jumping in front of your lover and covering his mouth. you look back at the innocent stranger and smile, “p-please don’t mind him,” you exclaim before turning back towards katsuki,” please calm down, it was just a pra-”

katsuki cuts you off, his hands grabbing your waist and picking you up, only to move you to the side of him, “did you say something to my significant other? repeat it, i dare you!”

“katsuki! it was just a joke, a prank!” you jump back in front of him, your hands firmly planted on his built chest as you push him away from the man.

the explosions in katsuki’s hands cease, those angry crimson red eyes now fixated on you. you giggle nervously under his gaze and smile up at him. he growls and quickly walks away from both you and the civilian. 

“babe, where are you going?”

“don’t talk to me.” 

[sunascumdoll]

ᴛɪᴋᴛᴏᴋ ᴛʀᴇɴᴅ & ᴋɪɴᴋ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ

i literally have no purpose of doing this event? no milestone or anything like that. i genuinely just wanted to host an event!!

𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒: ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇᴅ (23 ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛꜱ)

𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙟𝙟𝙠, 𝙢𝙝𝙖, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙠𝙮𝙪𝙪 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙢!!

𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒: ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅɴɪ. ᴘɪᴄᴋ ᴀ ᴛɪᴋᴛᴏᴋ ᴛʀᴇɴᴅ ᴏʀ ᴋɪɴᴋ, ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ 4 ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀɴʏ ꜰᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ, 2-3 ᴋɪɴᴋꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ʟʟ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇꜱ ᴏʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴɴᴏɴꜱ!

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: ᴀʟʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴀʀᴇ 18+. ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇꜱ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴀꜱ ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ. ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ʙᴇ ᴡᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʟɪꜱᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ, ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏᴋᴀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ, ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ/ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ. ᴀɴʏ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪʟʟʙᴇ ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ ᴀᴄᴄᴏʀᴅɪɴɢʟʏ. ᴀɴʏ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴀꜱᴋꜱ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴅᴇʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ.

𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎: ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴀʟʟᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ꜰᴇᴡ ᴅᴀʏꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴜʟꜰɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛ. ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴜʀɴ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴄʜᴏʀᴇ. ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴍᴀᴊᴏʀɪᴛʏ ᴏꜰ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴀᴘᴏʟᴏɢɪᴢᴇ ɪɴ ᴀᴅᴠᴀɴᴄᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴏᴏᴄ.

1. ꜱᴜᴘᴇʀ ɢʟᴜɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴊᴀʀ

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2. ᴄʟɪᴍʙɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜɪꜱ ʟᴀᴘ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʜᴇ'ꜱ ɢᴀᴍɪɴɢ

     ↳ kenma | denki

3. ᴛᴇxᴛɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ɪꜱ ʜɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀᴇ

     ↳ toji | choso | hawks | bakugou | oikawa | kirishima

4. ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʟᴀᴍᴍɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴄᴀʀ ᴅᴏᴏʀ

   ↳ gojo | nanami | megumi | dabi

5. "ᴍʏ ʙᴏʏꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ"

     ↳

6. ɢʀᴀʙʙɪɴɢ ʜɪꜱ ᴅɪᴄᴋ ᴘʀɪɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ᴏꜰꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴀɪʟꜱ

     ↳ kenma | kageyama | kirishima | bakugou | megumi | nanami | iwaizumi | tsukishima

7. ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ’ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ɴɪᴄᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ 

     ↳ tsukishima | megumi | gojo | asahi

8. ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ɪɴ ɴᴀᴋᴇᴅ

     ↳

9. ꜱᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀ ɴᴜᴅᴇ/ᴅɪʀᴛʏ ᴛᴇxᴛ ɪɴ ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ

     ↳ kenma | sakusa | kita | oikawa | iwaizumi

10. ʟᴀʏɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛʜɪɢʜꜱ

     ↳

11. ʟᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ɢᴏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴅʀɪᴠɪɴɢ

     ↳ deku | bakugou | shoto | kirishima

12. ꜱᴛɪᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀꜱꜱ ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ

     ↳

13. ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʜᴇᴀᴅ

     ↳

14. ᴄᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴅᴀᴅᴅʏ

     ↳

15. ᴡɪᴘɪɴɢ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴋɪꜱꜱ

     ↳ inumaki | gojo | megumi

𝐌𝐇𝐀 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

     ☆ ʙʀᴇᴇᴅɪɴɢ, ꜱᴏᴍɴᴏᴘʜɪʟɪᴀ, ᴄɴᴄ, ɴᴏɴᴄᴏɴ/ᴅᴜʙᴄᴏɴ, ᴡᴀx ᴘʟᴀʏ

     ☆ ᴋɴɪꜰᴇ ᴘʟᴀʏ, ɢᴜɴ ᴘʟᴀʏ, ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴘʟᴀʏ, ꜱᴘɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ, ᴛᴇᴍᴘ ᴘʟᴀʏ

     ☆ ᴘᴀɪɴ, ᴇᴅɢɪɴɢ, ꜰᴇᴀʀ, ᴏᴠᴇʀꜱᴛɪᴍᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ʙᴏɴᴅᴀɢᴇ, ᴘʀᴀɪꜱ��

     ☆ ᴅᴇɢʀᴀᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ʀᴇʟɪɢɪᴏɴ, ᴄᴏʀʀᴜᴘᴛɪᴏɴ/ᴛʀᴀɪɴɪɴɢ, ʜᴜᴍɪʟɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

     ☆ ᴘᴇᴛ ᴘʟᴀʏ, ᴀ/ʙ/ᴏ, ᴅᴅʟɢ, ᴅᴀᴅᴅʏ/ᴍᴏᴍᴍʏ ᴋɪɴᴋ, ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ ᴘʟᴀʏ

     ☆ ꜱɪᴢᴇ ᴋɪɴᴋ, ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴘʟᴀʏ, ɪᴍᴘᴀᴄᴛ ᴘʟᴀʏ, ᴏʀɢᴀꜱᴍ ᴅᴇɴɪᴀʟ/ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ

     ☆ ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ᴏʀɢᴀꜱᴍꜱ, ᴇxʜɪʙɪᴛɪᴏɴɪꜱᴍ, ᴍᴏɴꜱᴛᴇʀ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ, ᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ/ᴛʀᴀɪɴɪɴɢ

     ☆ ᴛʜɪɢʜ/ʙᴏᴏᴛ ʀɪᴅɪɴɢ, ᴘʀɪᴍᴀʟ ᴘʟᴀʏ, ᴏᴍᴀʀᴀꜱʜɪ, ʙɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ, ᴍɪɴᴅʙʀᴇᴀᴋ

     ☆ ɪɴᴄᴇꜱᴛ, ᴘꜱᴇᴜᴅᴏ ɪɴᴄᴇꜱᴛ, ᴀɴᴀʟ, ʙʟᴀᴄᴋᴍᴀɪʟ, ᴅʀᴜɢɢɪɴɢ, ᴘʀᴇɢɴᴀɴᴄʏ

     ☆ ᴏʀᴀʟ, ᴅᴀᴄʀʏᴘʜɪʟɪᴀ, ᴠᴏʏᴇᴜʀɪꜱᴍ, ꜱQᴜɪʀᴛɪɴɢ, ᴍᴀɴʜᴀɴᴅʟɪɴɢ

[sunascumdoll]

Hi! Can I ask 9 for tiktok event please. With Oikawa or Sugawara. Feel free to ignore the ask if you are busy.

ꜱᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀ ɴᴜᴅᴇ/��ɪʀᴛʏ ᴛᴇxᴛ ɪɴ ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ: ᴏɪᴋᴀᴡᴀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ɪᴡᴀɪᴢᴜᴍɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ɢʀᴀᴍᴍᴇʀ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ

a/n: thank you so much for requesting!! sorry it's so short and simple)):

p.s. I JUST REALIZED YOU SAID SUGA AND NOT IWA PLEADE- NEVER DUCKING WRITE WHILE SLEEP DEPRIVED

as always reblogs are appreciated. please reblog. ♡

ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛɪᴋᴛᴏᴋ ᴛʀᴇɴᴅ & ᴋɪɴᴋ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ

iwaizumi

he’s so fun to tease

it’s nice to watch him struggle to keep cool

you decided to accompany your husband at work

you didn’t have anything planned that day, so why not spend it watching your husband doing what he loves? 

hajime was working with a client, getting them settled and ready to train

only 15 minutes had passed before he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. 

you looked up at him, smiling when your eyes met before nudging your head, signalling him to check his phone

he tilts his head in confusion before digging into pocket 

“keep doing what you’re doing, i have to check something” he tells his client.

he pulls his phone out and checks his messages

immediately his face darkens to a deep shade of red, as red as a tomato ♡

it was a terrible idea for hajime to wear those tightly fitted pants

oikawa

he genuinely does not care about what anyone thinks 

he's cocky, and won't hide it

the minute you send him a nude, he has this smirk on his face

his whole demeanor changes 

"yeah, that's all mine ♡" 

"too bad you can't have them, hm?" 

he adores everything about you 

everything you do makes him swoon 

and his dick jump

you went to practice with toru and halfway through you went to the bathroom 

not to use it, but to take nice pictures of your new bra and panties set ♡ 

[sunascumdoll]

for the tiktok trends milestone i request dabi with slamming the car door and size kink and breeding please, i hope i did this right lol

ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʟᴀᴍᴍɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴄᴀʀ ᴅᴏᴏʀ

pairings: dabi x reader

warnings: grammer mistakes, somewhat bratty reader, size kink, a few spanks, brief moment of choking, breeding/creampie.

a/n: thank you so much for requesting babes! sorry it took so long to fulfill, but i hope you enjoy! i enjoyed writing this,, mainly bc i love dabi

as always reblogs are appreciated. please reblog. ♡

ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛɪᴋᴛᴏᴋ ᴛʀᴇɴᴅ & ᴋɪɴᴋ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ

why were you mad? in all honesty, you weren’t angry. you were happy, happy to be spending the night with your boyfriend. you walk out of your front door, closing and locking it behind you. you quickly run down the stairs that lead to your front door and over to dabi’s car. yanking the door open, you plop down onto those familiar leather seats before reaching out and slamming the car door shut.

dabi leans back against his seat, one of his hands comfortably resting on the steering wheel, the other laying flat in his lap, “don’t slam my door.”

“or what,” you retort with furrowed eyebrows and tightly pursed lips.

your arm slowly extends, your hand grasping at the door handle, before pushing it open only to slam it close once more. bright blue sapphire orbs dart towards you, glaring at your figure. his chest quickly rises, his lungs inflating with air before huffing all of it out. a scarred hand reaches over the center console and seizes around your neck.

“alright, you fucking brat. we’ll fix that attitude right now,” he sneers, the pad of his thumb pressing against the side of your esophagus.

“ ‘s too much! too big, dabi!”

“oh? but i thought you loved it when daddy splits this tiny little pussy open.”

your nails claw at the seats, your tongue lolling out at the onslaught of abuse on your cunt. creamy juices smear in the inside of your thighs and coat the length of dabi’s cock. his hand rests on top of your head, holding your face against the plush leather seats. his hips viciously snap into you, your ass jiggling from the forceful impact of his thrusts.

“what’s with the fucking attitude, hm?” he grits as his other hand slams down against the plumpness of your ass.

you yelp, the spank sending both waves of pain and pleasure jolting through your body, “ ‘m sorry for slamming your door! w-won’t do it again, promise!”

dabi leans down, his mouth inches away from your ear, “hm, what was that?” he questions before chuckling darkly, “oh, you’re going to be sorry.”

his relentless pace persists; the unabating attack of his balls slapping off of your clit has you squirming and creaming all over him.

you instinctively spread your legs wider and push back against him, gasping out as his cock plunges deeper within your textured core. silent groans shift to breathy moans as dabi’s unfaltering pace grows more erratic. his cock pulsates within your flower, and with one last thrust, he growls, forcing your body flush against the cool leather and pouring his seed deep inside of you.

dabi carefully pulls out, smiling sadistically as he watches his cum drip from your greedy hole and down your shaking legs. he grabs the hem of your panties and pulls them up, giving your ass a light pat.

“now, be a good girl and close my door correctly.”

[sunascumdoll]

PLEASE DO SKMETBIFB ABO WITH BAKUGO I WILL LITERALLT GIVE U MY FIRSG BORN

ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏᴜ + ᴀ/ʙ/ᴏ + ᴘʀᴀɪꜱᴇ + ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢ + ᴄʀᴇᴀᴍᴘɪᴇ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ: ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏᴜ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ɢʀᴀᴍᴍᴀʀ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ, ᴀ/ʙ/ᴏ, ᴘʀᴀɪꜱᴇ, ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢ, ᴄʀᴇᴀᴍᴘɪᴇ, ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪꜱ ɪɴ ʜᴇᴀᴛ

a/n: PLEASE NOT THE FIRST BORN F6FTCUCTC. here you go!! i didn't know if you wanted any other kinks but i did add a few more, hope that's okay! thank you for requesting a/b/o i enjoy it very much. ♡

as always reblogs are appreciated ♡

ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛɪᴋᴛᴏᴋ ᴛʀᴇɴᴅ & ᴋɪɴᴋ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ

bakugou

you and katsuki have been dating for five months, and while you two have had sex numerous times, you never experienced each other's heat/rut cycles. katsuki could tell your heat was coming, the sweeter smell you produced, constantly asking him to scent items for you, and sneaking many of his belongings into your nest. as much as he wanted to help, he wanted to wait for you to ask him instead. 

katsuki sits on the bed at his apartment, aimlessly scrolling through his phone and enjoying his day off. he switches over to a different app, only for a familiar picture to pop up on his phone screen.  

“hello?” 

“alpha, please, n-need you,” you sniffle into the phone, “please help me!” 

without hesitation, katsuki quickly jumps up from his bed, pulling on his sweatpants and hoodie, before racing to your apartment. he takes out his spare key, unlocks the door, and rushes inside, slamming the door behind him. almost immediately, the sweet scent of vanilla fills his nostrils. it’s intoxicating, the strong scent clouding his vision and mind. his hand quickly covers his mouth and nose as he stumbles down the hallway to your bedroom. he lets out a throaty groan, that delectable scent growing stronger the closer he comes to your room. he gently pushes open your bedroom door before freezing in his tracks. 

you lay in your nest, slick coated thighs spread wide open, as four of your fingers desperately pump inside your cunt. you sniffle, trying your best to hold back frustrated sobs that threaten to spill from your lips. katsuki slowly steps towards your nest, blown-out pupils focusing on your shaky figure. your nose twitches, recognizing the scent of the one person you needed. you remove your fingers from your cunt, only to prop up onto your knees. your small hand wraps around katsuki’s wrist and pulls him into your padded nest. 

you quickly straddle him, your dripping cunt grinding on the front of his sweats as you bury your nose in his scent gland, “alpha!” 

rough hands grip your waist, gently lifting you, “shh, alpa’s gonna take care of you now, i promise.” 

katsuki pulls down his sweatpants far enough to allow his cock to spring out. he takes his hand, rubbing it along your cunt to gather some of your juices before smearing it on the head of his cock. his hands grip your waist once more as he slowly guides you down the length of his cock. 

“that’s it, my pretty little omega, take all of my cock,” he whispers. 

you let out a loud cry,  the feeling of his cock filling you up sending you over the edge. your legs give out, causing your body to crash on top of katsuki. his hands grip your ass, cupping it as he slowly bounces you up and down his shaft. he chews on his bottom lip, a feeble attempt to keep his moans from slipping out. you slowly lift your body, hands resting on your boyfriends' shoulders and feet planted firmly back on the ground. the slow, gentle pace shifts to an animalistic one as you begin slamming down on his cock, tears of pure euphoria streaming down your face as katsuki’s cock massages your insides. 

“that’s right, baby girl. you’re such a good girl for your alpha.” 

katsuki flips the two of you over, hands grabbing at your ankles and pulling your legs apart. his hips slam into you, his girthy cock reaching all the places you needed it to. your hands wrap around his neck, pulling him down to you as you press sloppy kisses against his lips. he moans against your lips, the barbarous pace of his hips growing even more savage. 

“god damn it, you’re so fucking tight. gonna cum,” katsuki grunts. 

he buries his head in the crook of your neck, his teeth biting down on the skin as his thrusts become erratic. with one last slam, he lets out a deep growl, his teeth breaking the skin on your neck as he pours his warm seed inside of you.

he releases his teeth from your neck, his tongue gingerly lapping at the wound. he presses a soft kiss to your neck before pushing his cock deeper inside of you, “let me give you another load.” 

[sunascumdoll]

Hi! For the tiktok trend can I have "you could've been nicer to me today with yuuta/megumi and gojo please ty<3

ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ’ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ɴɪᴄᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ: ᴍᴇɢᴜᴍɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ɢᴏᴊᴏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴀꜱᴀʜɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ɢʀᴀᴍᴍᴀʀ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ, ɢᴏᴊᴏ'ꜱ ɪꜱ ᴋɪɴᴅᴀ ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋ-ɪꜱʜ??

a/n: i'm sorry i didn't include yuuta! i'm not quite comfy writing for him yet):

as always reblogs are appreciated, thank you very much. ♡

ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛɪᴋᴛᴏᴋ ᴛʀᴇɴᴅ & ᴋɪɴᴋ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ

megumi

first i wanna start by saying that i don’t think megumi is all that fond of pda, but in private he’s super touchy, i don't care what you say

so when you tell him he could've been nicer, he’s thinking about all the things he didn’t do

you’re laying on his chest, just listening to his heartbeat (it’s beating quicker than normal because he loves having you on top of him <3)

“ ‘gumi, i really feel like you could’ve been nicer to me today”

the hand that was rubbing your back stops immediately when he hears those words

he's completely zoned out. he's having an internal battle with himself

nicer? was it because i didn’t hold their hand enough while we were out?

was it because i didn’t give them any kisses? i mean i could’ve given them at least on-

“megumi it was a joke, you were nice!”

he just looks down at you with a neutral facial expression

it was just a joke, but those are things he thinks could work on

“i’ll be better for you”

please be patient with him he’s trying okay <3

gojo

a clown

i’ve said it once and i’ll say it again

you have to be an amazing actor to be able to pull this one off

gojo has literally seen the trend

so the minute you bring it up

it turns from you thinking he could’ve been nicer to how YOU could’ve been nicer to HIM

but let’s pretend you somehow convinced him that you were being serious and not playing a prank on him

“ ‘toru.. you could’ve been nicer to me today”

the first thing he would do is give you a kiss attack

you know the type of kisses where you cradle the person’s face and just smooch anywhere and everywhere

that’s what he’s doing

and he won't stop until you’re squirming, laughing, and telling him to quit because it tickles

don’t tell him its a prank.

“oh, it’s a prank? ha…. dOMAIN EXPANSION INFINITE VOID”

i’m kidding

no but once you tell him it’s a prank he’s pouting that he fell for it

and that’s how the prank war between you and gojo began.

asahi

“asahi?”

“yeah, baby?”

‘you could've been nicer to me today):”

please, precious baby boy panics

why would you do this to him?

the minute you say that to him he’s pulling you into his lap and apologizing

pressing tender kisses along your jawline and on your forehead

his large hands are resting on your waist, his thumbs rubbing soothing circles on your lower back

he literally has a bead of sweat dripping down his forehead why would you do this

his mind is running a mile a minute to figure out how to make it up to you

when you tell him it’s just a prank, you can see the stress physcially leave his body

even though it’s a prank, he still thinks he could've done better… get dressed y'all are going out for dinner <3

[sunascumdoll]

hiiii could i have something from kink no.7 with edging, overestimulation, and breeding for tsukishima kei x f reader pleaseee? thank you sm xoxo

ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ’ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ɴɪᴄᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴛꜱᴜᴋɪꜱʜɪᴍᴀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ɢʀᴀᴍᴍᴀʀ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ, ꜱʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴅᴀᴄʀʏᴘʜɪʟɪᴀ, ꜱʟɪɢʜᴛ ꜱᴀᴅɪꜱᴍ ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ.

a/n: i hope you like it! thank you so much for requesting!

as always reblogs are appreciated ♡

ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛɪᴋᴛᴏᴋ ᴛʀᴇɴᴅ & ᴋɪɴᴋ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ

kei sits on the bed in your shared room, the soft humming of the television playing in the background as he continues to read his book. soft padded feet glide across the cold hardwood floors and stop just beside him. your hands trail down your body and stop at the end of your shirt, grabbing the fabric between your fingers and fiddling with the hem. golden brown eyes dart over in your direction before going back to the words that littered the pages of his book.

“what do you want, babe?”

you pout, your bottom lip slightly quivering as you let out a whine,” you know, you could’ve been nicer to me today.”

kei sighs and closes his book, setting it down gently on his stomach. he lifts his arms, resting them behind his head, and stares off into the distance. could he have been nicer? did he not give you enough kisses today? he swore he gave you some before work and even more when he came home.

a light tap on his shoulder yanks him out of his thoughts.

“kei?”

“hm?” he questions, his hand finding its way on your waist and pulling you onto his lap,” come here, let me make it up to you.”

one minute you’re standing next to kei, silently begging for his attention, and the next, you're sprawled out on the bed, trembling as he towers over you. your eyes are bloodshot, eyelashes sticking together as a few more tears spill from your eyes and stain your cheek.

“y-you’re still not being nice!” you choke out, “please let me cum, kei, please!”

kei sadistically laughs, his beautiful brown orbs observing your body and memorizing every shake and tremble caused by his own hands. he takes his pointer finger and lightly trails it around your clit, clearly amused by your mewls, “so needy, huh? fine, i’ll let you cum.”

large hands wrap around your thighs and pull you to the edge of the bed, your ass hanging off of it a bit. kei spits down on his cock, his hand rubbing it in, before spitting down onto your cunt. he grips the base of his dick, guiding the head of his shaft into your tiny little hole. you let out an impatient groan, only for your back to arch off the bed as he shoves his entire length within you. your legs begin shaking uncontrollably as you gush around your boyfriends’ cock.

“cumming already? i just put it in, sweetheart,” he mocks.

his eyes land on your pussy, fixated by the way your cunt twitches and pulsates around the girth of his cock. stilled hips begin to roll, the angry red tip of his member massaging your inner walls. his slowed pace quickly grows more manic, and kei can feel himself getting dizzy, drunk off the feeling of your gummy, textured core quivering around him.

you cry out and grab onto his forearms, your nails digging into taut skin, “kei, please! feels so good!”

“please, what? don’t worry, i’ll let you cum.”

kei places his palm on your pelvis, his thumb reaching down to rub tight small circles on your aching nub. he angles his hips a tad, his cock head incessantly prodding at the distinguishable spongy spot.

“kei! oh god, babe!”

“fuck, that feels good? i know it does; you’re making such a mess on my dick,” he groans, the new angle causing your juices to become milker and bunch at the base of his cock, “hold your legs open for me, baby, gonna fill this pretty little pussy up.”

you quickly comply, wanting nothing more than to feel the warmth of his seed coating and spreading throughout your insides. you grab the underside of your thighs and pull them as far apart as you can. kei leans down, leaving sloppy kisses across your jawline and neck as he continues to thrust inside of you, heavy balls bouncing off of your ass. he lets out a low groan, snapping his hips once more before spilling inside of you.

kei sits up and lets his cock rest inside of you, plugging his cum inside of you. his hand reaches down to wipe the sweat from your forehead, a big grin on his face as he does so, “was i nice enough now?”

[sunascumdoll]

hey honey! for your event can i choose pseudo-cest + noncon/dubcon + and size kink…. with suna-nii :3

ꜱᴜɴᴀ + ᴘꜱᴇᴜᴅᴏ-ᴄᴇꜱᴛ + ɴᴏɴᴄᴏɴ + ꜱɪᴢᴇ ᴋɪɴᴋ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ: ꜱᴜɴᴀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ! ɢʀᴀᴍᴍᴀʀ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ, ᴘꜱᴇᴜᴅᴏ-ᴄᴇꜱᴛ (ꜱᴛᴇᴘʙʀᴏ), ꜱɪᴢᴇ ᴋɪɴᴋ, ɴᴏɴᴄᴏɴ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴍᴘɪᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴍᴘɪᴇ, ꜱʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴍᴀɴᴅʜᴀɴᴅʟɪɴɢ,

a/n: please heed the warnings, block the tag [ 🍯 ]bitter.sweet if you dont want to see dark content.

maam i know this was a threat and all i want to know is why. i horny cried the entire time please

ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛɪᴋᴛᴏᴋ ᴛʀᴇɴᴅ & ᴋɪɴᴋ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ

suna

it always felt like you were being watched, no matter what you did. you were being watched, not by a stranger, but by your stepbrother. you could feel his eyes boring into the back of your head, and it never failed to make you feel uneasy. maybe you were dramatic? he’s your stepbrother, after all. 

your parents are gone on vacation, wanting to spend time for themselves, and leaving you alone with suna. that uneasy feeling continues to bubble up within you, making you decide to spend most of your time in your room. 

you’re lying on your bed, humming to yourself as you flip through your favorite manga. a soft knock on your door grabs your attention, and you can feel your heart sink into the pit of your stomach. one knock turns to two, then three. 

suna grumbles before jingly the locked doorknob, “open the door, i made you some food.” 

you gently close your manga, sighing as you climb off of your bed. you unlock the door, pulling it open and looking down at suna’s empty hands, “where’s the fo-”

suna shoves past you, kicking the door closed behind him. he smiles down at you, slowly creeping towards you and backing you into a corner. his large hands grip your waist, before two fingers hook on the inside of your pajama shorts. 

“these are really pretty, y/n. though if you asked me,” he licks his lips before leaning down close to your ear, “they’d look prettier on the floor.” 

you yelp as suna yanks your shorts down, your hands pressing against his chest in an attempt to push him away. he tsks, his own brute strength overpowering you as he shoves down you onto your bed. one of his hands pins your wrists above your head, while the other toys with your clit. a calloused fingertip slowly dances across your bud, rubbing small tight circles against it. 

you gasp, your legs snapping shut and clamping down around suna’s arm, “nii-san, please!”

“please? well, since you asked so nicely.”

his fingers trail down from your clit, spreading your lips further apart before plunging two of them deep within your hole. 

“no! please, no!” you mewl, your lower half wriggly as you try to squirm away.

“no? you’re telling me no, but your pussy keeps sucking my fingers in. what’s the truth, hm?”

suna’s fingers continue to work your gummy inner walls, pushing you closer to your orgasm. your pleas and moans grow louder the more his fingers rub against that familiar spongy spot. you continue to squirm around, finally managing to kick suna in his legs. he grunts, the firm grip on your wrists loosening as he grabs his leg in pain. you crawl off your bed and scramble to your feet, your hand reaching for the doorknob. you’re so close, only to feel a hand entangle itself in your hair and pull you back. in an instant, you find yourself face down, ass up, your precious stepbrother towering over you. suna smooshes your cheek against the carpet, his other free hand swiftly tugging his sweatpants down. 

“nii-san, no! don’t, ah!” 

suna grabs the base of his cock, smearing the head against your clit before slamming his entire length into your cunt. your eyes roll to the back of your head, toes curling as you try to adjust to the size of his cock. 

“fuck, look at how your tiny little pussy is swallowing my cock,” he hisses.

harsh thrusts send your body lunging forward, the slap of suna’s hips against your ass making it jiggle. heavy cum-filled balls slap against your clit, the sensation causing your cunny to clamp down around his girthy cock. 

‘suna-nii, mmph!”

“hm, what was that? bet you never had a cock this big rip you open, huh? you like your nii-san stretching you like this?” 

his hands hold onto your hips, kneading at the skin and pulling you back to meet his thrusts. his eyes are glued to where the two of you are connected, a deep groan falling from his lips as he watches your creamy slick gather on his pelvis. your nails claw at the carpet, your pleas turning to soft mewls as suna has his way with your little hole. 

suna chews on his bottom lip, his moans growing more breathy, “that’s it, baby. let nii-san fill you up.” 

[sunascumdoll]

Could I please request omarashi + ddlg with bakugo thank you!

ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏᴜ + ᴅᴅʟɢ + ᴏᴍᴏʀᴀꜱʜɪ + ꜱʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴅᴀᴄʀʏᴘʜɪʟɪᴀ + ꜱʟɪɢʜᴛ ʜᴜᴍɪʟɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ: ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏᴜ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ɢʀᴀᴍᴍᴇʀ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ, ᴅᴅʟɢ (ᴘᴀᴘᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴀᴅᴅʏ ᴘᴇᴛ ɴᴀᴍᴇꜱ), ᴏᴍᴏʀᴀꜱʜɪ (ᴘɪꜱꜱ)

a/n: thank you so much for requesting! omo is one of the kinks that i enjoy so it was fun to actually be able to write about it! hope you enjoy!

as always reblogs are appreciated. please reblog. ♡

ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛɪᴋᴛᴏᴋ ᴛʀᴇɴᴅ & ᴋɪɴᴋ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ

throughout the day, katsuki has been giving you water, lots of it. when you finish one glass, he always has another waiting for you.

you shake your head at katsuki and gently push the glass of water away, “i’m not thirsty, ba-”

“drink it.”

sighing, you take the glass from his hands and chug the water down before handing it back to him. your eyes lock onto his broad figure as he disappears into the kitchen, most likely to refill the empty glass.

“did he know something about your body that you didn’t? is he worried about my water intake?” you ask quietly.

you should’ve known katsuki was up to something. of course, he cares for your well-being, but he’s never this persistent. now you know why.

small hands push against katsuki’s toned stomach, a feeble attempt to slow his fervent tempo. your cunt is clenched tightly around the girth of his cock, as if you’re trying to suck him further in or keep something else from spilling out. whimpers and whines tumble past your lips, your nails now digging crescent-shaped indents into his skin, “d-daddy, please! i have to go now, please!”

“no, hold it for a little longer,” he spits, his rough hands clasping onto the underside of your thighs, prying them open.

“but ‘m gonna make a mess!”

“that’s the point.”

katsuki groans, mesmerized by the way your pretty little pussy sucks him in and swallows him whole.

“rub your clit for me, baby.”

“nu-uh, papa, i’ll-”

he growls once more, releasing his grip from your thigh and grabbing onto your wrist. he places your hand on your pelvis, extending your fingers out to rest on your swollen clit.

beady red eyes stare intensely down into your eyes, “rub.”

you sniffle and obediently nod, your nimble fingers rubbing tight little circles against your pearl. your eyes squeeze shut, reveling in both the pain of holding your full bladder and the pleasure of your fingers working your sensitive nub.

your body lurches, eyes widen in surprise as katsuki bottoms out. the sudden thrust catches you off guard, causing a dribble of piss to seep out.

katsuki’s figure blurs, your eyes becoming teary from embarrassment, humiliation. you’re going to pee. you’re going to make a mess all over yourself and your husband.

a pathetic choked sob leaves your throat; your voice filled with desperation as your fingers weakly rub away at your clit, “papa, please! ‘m gonna pee!”

katsuki only grins, folding your legs up and laying on top of you before angling his hips to thrust against that familiar spongy spot within your gooey walls. it felt like your bottom half was numb, exhausted, and sore from clamping down to stop any more pee from spilling. the more he thrusts, the less tense your muscles grew. it was only a matter of time before you were gushing all over the place, and time is something you didn't have much left of.

katsuki skillfully worked his hips, his cock reaching the deepest depths of your cunt. you begin wailing in pleasure, writhing underneath him before letting go.

“gonna cum, papa!”

your jaw falls slack, eyes fluttering closed as you release all over his cock, legs, and sheets. you felt a sense of euphoria, relief, having just cum and piss yourself.

“good girl,” katsuki grins, pride swelling up in his chest, “such a messy fucking, baby.”

[sunascumdoll]

could I please get Shouto and oral + praise for the event? thanks in advance, honey!

ꜱʜᴏᴛᴏ + ᴏʀᴀʟ + ᴘʀᴀɪꜱᴇ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ: ꜱʜᴏᴛᴏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ɢʀᴀᴍᴍᴀʀ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ, ᴏʀᴀʟ, ᴘʀᴀɪꜱᴇ, ʙʀɪᴇꜰ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀɪɴɢ (?)

a/n: here you go bubs!! i really hope you enjoy it!! ♡

as always reblogs are appreciated ♡

ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛɪᴋᴛᴏᴋ ᴛʀᴇɴᴅ & ᴋɪɴᴋ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ

shoto

“keep them open for me. can you do that for me, pretty girl?” shoto coos. 

you obediently nod and slowly spread your legs further apart, your aching cunt on full display for the man. shoto hisses, his tongue darting out to wet his lips as his thumb reaches up to rub small circles on your sensitive nub. 

he takes the pointer finger of his free hand, tracing it around your fluttering hole before scooping some of your slick and pushing it back into your pussy. 

“s-sho, please,” you pant, your hands resting atop of his head. 

“what do you want? gotta tell me, baby,” he hums, leaning forward and licking a long stripe through your sticky folds. 

your back arches off of the plush mattress, thighs instinctively clamping around shoto’s head, “that! want your tongue, please!” 

shoto growls in approval, pushing your hips back flat against the bed once more. rough hands pry your legs open, intense heterochromatic eyes peeking up at you as he takes the flat of his tongue and licks another stripe along your pussy. 

“there you go, baby. you taste so good, so fucking good.”

the tip of his tongue begins swirling around your clit before rapidly flicking against it. hands that once held your legs open, slide up your sides to grip your hips, pulling you in closer to his mouth. he takes your bundle of nerves between his lips and begins suckling. your head lulls back all while your tightly clenched fists tug at his hair. shoto releases your clit with an embarrassingly loud pop, his tongue dipping into your twitching hole and lapping at your leaking juices. he quickly removes the muscle only to have it find its way back to your clit, swishing around it. a mixture of your slick and saliva coats his chin and drips down onto the sheets. 

“sho ‘m gonna cum!”

“go ahead, cum for me. i want this pretty little pussy to coat my tongue. be a good girl and cum from my tongue.”

shoto wraps lips back around your nub, loudly smacking as he enjoys your flavor. your hips wildly buck, harshly grinding onto the pro hero's face. a mantra of moans and curses fall from your lips, your vision going blurry as you finally cum. shoto moans, eagerly licking up the cum that dribbled from your little hole. 

he presses a soft kiss to your clit, chuckling to himself when your body jerks in response, “that’s my good girl.”