#🧋izuku.tag

[kittiestkat]

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being izukus shiny new cute cow!hybrid.

he's bringing you back to the barn, wanting you to sniff the hay and get comfortable to your new living space.

sure he's kind! kind enough to leave you for three days before breeding you, rinsing those heavy milk-filled tits dry.

"come on baby stop bucking, you know you'll run tired soon." and it's true. you do. because you're so small and he's just so big.

izuku's been doing this his whole life babe, nothing you do phases him.

not even when you cry as his cock head splits your pussy lips apart, nudging into you and breaking the seal of your tight virgin cow cunt.

it's all in good taste; he's just doing his job as a professional.

sure he doesn't really need to fondle your tits but your his best heifer. none of the other girls have boobs as round and as full and milk as fucking delicious as yours.

you're his best cow, y/n.

[kittiestkat]

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imagine bull!izuku rutting into you , saliva dripping out of his mouth and onto your face in big thick globs.

he didn't mean to take advantage of you but seeing you bent over the fence, changing his water and hay in those short shorts made him feral.

your little "izuku, get off, bad boy" only made him rut against you harder, filling you with ounces and ounces of his cum like his title of best bull ensured.

you were so weak, hands slipping off the metal fence bars. so weak and fragile and absolutely fucked out on his thick cock.

it was your fault really.

you and that tiny wet spot.

[kittiestkat]

€ 5,00 !? for a coffee !!

villain!izuku x fem bodied!reader

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“do i really look like i’m fucking around right now y/n?” the ball gag in your mouth, now coated in your slippery saliva, prevented you from speaking.

“i mean come on,” he was circling you now, some form of shark out of water. “to me fucking is a reward, do you think you’ve been good y/n?”

i mean this was dabi behaviour, if that! surely izuku wasn’t this mean...surely.

your knees slip apart a little,body jolting when the green head quickly pulled you back up, chest flat against the bed, ass up.

you could feel him grinning, hot breath against you ear.

“i swear to fucking god, if you move again you won’t cum for the rest of the month.”

you were crying, or maybe that was the drool. you were only trying to make him jealous, not making him completely switch his fucking persona.

you almost died inside when you felt a rough finger trail down your bare back, praising yourself for not moving, not even an inch.

“pretty baby.” he whispered, snapping your head up by your soft locks. before you knew it, muscular thighs were in front of you, stiffing your nose into his crotch.

you watched the grey material of his sweatpants darken with the wet of the ball, a small whimper emitting from your throat at the pressure of the cool metal being pushed back against your teeth and jaw.

“poor baby,” izuku sighed, fingers caressing the sore spots of your jaw.

“if i take it out will you be good?” eyes, widening, you frantically nodded up and down, forgetting your no-move rule. your eyes water at the feeling of his hands gripping your jaw.

“stop fucking moving.”

slapping the fat meat of your behind, he watches the dark skin redden.

“you’re really fucking testing me right now y/n, shall we try this again.” the ball gag he was caressing, taunting you with, threatening you, meant you really had no other option.

as soon as he unbuckled the toy, fingers jammed into your throat, making you bite down on them accidently, earning a slap to the face, pulling you back up by your roots, dragging you face close to his so that you were now on  your knees mirroring him.

“the fuck did you just do?” his fingers were caressing the rough muscle that was the back of your tongue making you gag, whimper, drool around him.

“that’s it baby, suck on them, suck on my fingers like you would my cock, ooh, good girl.” his voice was mocking, his fingers probing you giving you no other choice than to suck on them.

you looked so pretty right now, tears staining your cheeks and making your eyes all glossy. lips red and plump, like your cheeks and ass.

so fucking pretty.

“i bet you hate me right now, huh?” the boy said, scratching the back of his head, fingers coming to curl into your drooling cunt.

“let me make it up to you, huh? how about it.”

[kittiestkat]

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imagine buying a pretty new skirt; it's pink and small and has little bows.

you'd call in izuku saying,

"what do you think?" as the skirt lays on the bed, staring at you.

"it's super cute, y/n." he'd saying looking at you, eyes dropping to your thighs, red faced.

"okay so put it on."

you're joking.

you have to be joking.

only you're not.

course the boy wouldn't be thinking about that when you're bouncing up and down his pretty little cock and flicking his ruby red nipples.

"you look so pretty baby." you'd say, not that he could even here you with all that sex brain fog.

but her really did look so so pretty; skirt bunched around his taught waist as your ass slaps against his muscle thighs, fingers prodding here and twisting there.

pretty baby in a pretty pink skirt.

he'd look so fucked out, tongue lolling from his mouth, whines and whimpers and groans and

"fuck mommy please- can't, can't cum anymore."

you were...what do they call it? fucking him dumb!

[kittiestkat]

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imagine walking in on izuku with his hand wrapped around his cock and his head throw back.

he doesn't yet know you're there as his hand languidly bobs up and down, his hips occasionally thrusting up to meet his slow strokes.

his shirt would be tucked up into his mouth, stomach on show; soft and muscly and contracting and stretching.

what a sight for sore eyes.

"y/n." he'd moan causing heat to pool in your belly and drip down your legs.

he'd look so pretty, all red in the face, blush spreading down to his freckled shoulders.

"you called." you'd say, watching him gasp, green eyes wide and face beat red.

[kittiestkat]

dark content | stepcest, psuedocest

imagine stepbro!izu stealing your panties to get off on you.

you've been wondering why there's been a decrease in your silky garments and why the lace ones always come back ... stiff ?

not that he’ll tell anyone but he leaves his door open, in case maybe one day you’ll catch him.

incase one day, you'll accidentally stumble in, short skirt and tight top and look at him in disgust.

“gross...u like jerking off to your sister, huh?”

[kittiestkat]

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literally i can't stop thinking about insulting all-might to wind up midoriya.

watching him come on the tv, glancing to your lovers obsessed expression with malicious intent.

"fuck all-might, he's old as fuck now anyway."

you probably won't get to finish you sentance.

you probably don't even get to start it.

because you're on your knees with eight inches down your throat.

you wanna talk like that, how about now your throats bruised?

"go on baby, say that last bit again, didn't quite get ya.'"

[kittiestkat]

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god imagine teasing izu, rubbing your foot up and down his puppy cock while he tries studying or something.

pretty tip glistening as pre cum leaks out of it endlessly.

“y/n, please.” he’d stutter, hands gripping his pencil, your socked toes brushing the veins and seem of his balls as you continue to read your magazine.

“say something zu?”

god forbid for the moment he’s about to blow, his body shaking, eyes rolling back and scrunching, pencil breaking under the pressure.

oh but now look, suddenly your foots gone.

see, you were only resting your poor legs, zuku, baby. 

[kittiestkat]

dark content | overstimulation

izuku is mean.

izuku is really mean.

what? you think behind freckles and wide smiles hes just an airhead.

yeah, right.

if he's really such an air head why are you screaming for him to stop.

why is he laughing at you while his thick fingers curl into you, your legs shaking as he pulls orgasm after orgasm.

you don't know if you're squirting anymore or crying or you've passed out.

he doesn't care.

he'll laugh, press the vibrator harder against your clit and say,

"who's my good puppy?"

[kittiestkat]

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i would love nothing more than izuku to be my boyfriend.

he would be so perfect.

i mean outside of the bedroom he's sweet; a catalyst for your praise kink.

"did you eat today y/n? wanna grab some breakfast." oh, what's this? you already made food. now who's a good girl for being so sweet.

"baby look!" he'd show you some knew notes or just lay on your lap as he talked and talked. you're such a sweet little thing for listening to him ramble.

you'll see him scratching his head one day, about to go on patrol. "where are they, i could have sworn they were here..." you just so happen to be standing there with his costume. he'd lecture you of course, tell you you don't have to help him this much; pretty girls like you deserve to be pampered. but you're not just his pretty girl are you? no. you're his strong baby.

oh look ! you're folding his clothes ! my sweet girl helps round the house so much doesn't she?

"sorry for coming home so lat...you made dinner? god, i don't deserve you." don't think he won't remind you how much the food tastes straight from his favourite restaurant. it's so yummy. you're so prefect, baby.

he'll remind you after too.

inside the bedroom it's a different cause; a danger for your degradation kink.

"god baby, feel how deep i'm in your pretty little cunt." of course you can't answer. you both know this. his whole hand is basically shoved down your throat, thighs reaching your head in a mating press.

"just a little more." he'd whine, relentlessly pumping you full of his hot white.

his perfect little hole <3

izuku loved this position, you'd just have to deal.

"look baby, fucking watch my cock entering you" if he's on top he'd grab your hair, forcing your neck up to watch him, watch the sloppy and the sticky. your neck hurts? he'd kiss your hair and whisper in your ear.

"too fucking bad."

izuku is basically the perfect boyfriend.

[kittiestkat]

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cant stop thinking about drunk izuku.

he'd be so so fucking touchy and needy and whiny.

"y/n please." he'd beg, hands tugging at your shirt, wrinkling under the pressure. his head slowly lolling back and fourth, begging to be in the plushness of your thighs, breasts, belly.

you can't blame him for wanting you this bad. you're so fucking hot and he's so fucking drunk.

you can't blame him for rutting against you a little. he's just so so hard you see and the image of those soft tits bouncing up and down his dick has cum oozing out of his reddening tip.

and you really can't blame him for dragging you into the bathroom, ignoring the looks from your friends as his hand pushes against your throat, fingers needy and rushed.

"just a taste."