#bnha smoking

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Hair ✨ / cw : smoking

[beybuniki]

hmph

[hokusu]

Dabi ✩ S7 EP 06

[shih-coulda-had-it]

One for All Band AU! Generation 1. Banjo's talking about fight night (code for "We are vigilantes disguising ourselves, but really effectively, as a rock band") which Toshinori enthusiastically wants to participate in. Torino and Bruce are gossiping.

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[moodyvoid]

Dabi and Twice sharing the last cigarette.

Dabi: “You’re smoking too much of it.”

Twice: “I’ve smoked just as much of it as you have.”

Dabi: “You just took the biggest drag I’ve ever seen. You almost inhaled the entire cigarette.”

Twice: “As if you need more smoke in your lungs!”

Dabi, gasps, feigning offense.

Twice, also gasps: “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean that! Here.”

Twice hands him the cigarette.

Dabi, dropping the offended act and walking away with the cigarette: “Thanks.”

Twice: “You’re welcome! Hey, get back here! That came from my pack!!”

[nina-scribbles]

Finally done with this piece for my 🪐🛸Space Au🚀🌌 !!!

+ some bonus closeups on details i really liked 💕

[nekoo3001]

Bad habit

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[for-some-reason]

🍃 with Bakugo Katsuki

warning: reader is smoking weed with bakugo, and reader is a lightweight/not as experienced. underage smoking. reader finds bakugo hot and thinks it a few times, dont know if that counts as suggestive.

Bakugo Katsuki was an enigma. He went to sleep no later than 8PM every night, was ranked third in your class, and although a bit reluctantly, he helped you and your friends study. He seemed to be a model student in that aspect, but then he didn’t follow the dress code, spoke rudely and harshly, and somehow got into trouble with teachers and staff more than anybody you knew.

You couldn’t really figure him out. The line he drew between okay and not-okay seemed to be zig-zagged, there wasn’t a clear cut to anything as if he made it up as he went.

So to say you were shocked when he was alright with smoking weed was an understatement. He didn’t even drink.

“The hell are you starin’ at me for?” His voice brings you out of your own head, and you watch as he brings the joint— that he fucking rolled— to his lips and takes a drag. He sucks in deeply, the tip of the joint burning red, and after holding it in for a few seconds he lets it out. A big cloud of smoke hits you as he coughs a bit. “Ah, fuck— too much.”

“When did you start smoking? What the fuck.” You ask, still wildly confused.

You had just been hanging out in his dorm when he decided to take a secret stash of weed out along with his grinder and rolling papers. You hated to admit it, but watching him work had been attractive. You could tell he wasn’t new to this, definitely having been doing it longer than you, with how he worked. It was quick and practiced— the signs of a regular smoker.

“Does it fucking matter? Here.” He passes over the joint and you take it.

Bringing the joint to your lips, you also take much more than you could handle and start coughing harshly.

He laughs, like the dickhead he is, but grabs a water bottle and hands it to you. “You a fuckin’ newbie or what?”

“Shit— no. It’s just been awhile, okay? Ugh,” You take another pull, a little less than before to avoid hacking your lungs out, and then pass the joint back to Bakugo. “Now, seriously, how the fuck didn’t I know this?”

You’ve always been a bit of a lightweight, with your opportunities to smoke being so few and far between, so you start to feel your vision getting hazy already.

Bakugo grumbles and takes a pull before opening his mouth again. “I don’t fuckin’ know, I think it was late second year. Soy Sauce face, that dumbass pothead, gave me some. It’s not somethin’ I go shouting on rooftops. I like my damn privacy.”

Another pull and then he passes it to you.

“Huh. I mean, I get it. So why tell me now?”

“Why the fuck not? I just felt like it. And you’re always talkin’ about how much you wanna smoke with the other guys, so I knew you’d be chill.”

“Right..” You answer a bit breathily. You smile and hand Bakugo the joint again. It’s almost done by now and he has to relight it.

You’re laser-focused on his lips as he takes a long pull from the joint again.

You realize you’re definitely high by now as you watch the smoke blow out of his mouth. Fuck, he’s really attractive.

You finally look back up and his eyes are staring right back at you.

“You’re already this damn high?” He smirks. You want to kiss the smirk off his stupid face.

Maybe getting high with Bakugo wasn’t the best idea. Can he hear your thoughts? What if you’re speaking out loud? Is this a dream? You want to reach out and touch him.

“..What?” You ask, remembering he spoke to you.

“Huh?”

“What.. did you say?”

“I haven’t said anything in a few damn minutes, you damn lightweight.”

You giggle. Yeah, you’re fucking baked. “Is that right?”

“Ugh, I can tell you’re gonna be annoying. You can lay on my bed. You look tired as shit.”

“Thank you.. Bakugo.. I’ll do that.”

You slowly make your way to his bed and lay down. You can feel yourself sinking into the mattress, it’s so comfortable. You turn to look at Bakugo sitting at his desk still.

“It was nice smoking with you. I’ll… try not to be a lightweight next time..”

He mutters something to himself, and you think you hear a goodnight before you close your eyes, easily drifting into a dream.

[beybuniki]

i think dabi and hawks start talking about more than the league after hawks makes it a thing to send dabi silly images. Dabi gets it after the 3rd one (this has been in my drafts for a month happy yaoi friday)

[doki-doki-imagines]

Hello! I would like to make a request ^^

How would the Linkuei trio react when their little son asks them for a little brother?

Bi-Han:

-He nods and hums, looking at his son. -"Don't worry about it, now go train." Bi-Han replies, slightly smacking the shoulder of his son. -He already had in mind to have more than one kid, but his son also asking may convince you even more… -Bi-Han talked about it with you during the night. His son already sound asleep in his room. -It was a long talk (not at all), with pondered questions (One question: "Let's give our son a sibiling?" "Yes"), and reflective moments (you have to take a breath between a round and another) -His son won't have to wait much to have a little sibiling…

Kuai Liang:

-"Y-You want a sibiling? Well, I'll have to talk with mom too…" -A blush covers his face, and also a smile that he desperately tries to hide. -He'd love to give his son a sibiling, both being strong and forming a deeper bond, the thing he and Bi Han never had. -I'm not saying he will come to you begging and crying, but for sure, something along those lines. -It's your choice now!

Tomas Vrbada:

-"Ahah what a good idea you had!" He says, smile on his face, while he ruffles his kid hair. -Then a flash: another kid…another kid! -Okay, Tomas would like a bigger family, but the first one wasn't a walk in a park; he totally needs more time to recover. -Unless you come to him, all sweet and soft, playing with the ties of his sleeping robe. -"Wouldn't be nice to give our kid a little sibiling?" Voice sugary and eyes shining. If you ask this sweetly, Tomas won't be able to say no to you.

[alottieluv]

mdni. cigarettes/smoking, yandere bf!izuku, implied fem!bodied reader and use of fem!body desc.

cockwarming yandere!bf!izuku

whimpering as you slide further down his cock, still a long inch away until he’s balls deep in your cunt. you listen to him let out a low groan, smoke bellowing from his mouth as he puffs the cigarette held in his hand while his other wraps around your waist.

you’re still trying to adjust to the mere size of him, cock lubed with your mixed arousal. the little whimpers you let out feed izuku’s high, his eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head when he feels you pulse against him.

the feeling of you wrapped around him is a blessing, a reward after a long days work. it’s even developed into a routine: go to work, come home to you, massage the tension out of his shoulders, fuck you until all you know is his cock. and it is then that the reward becomes a slowly-fed obsession.

izuku pulls you to his chest, a crazed glimmer of addiction in his eyes before he takes a drag and captures your lips in his. the taste of cigarettes lies sour, the smoke following izuku’s tongue as he hungrily shoves it down your throat.

he separates when the smoke dissolved into the air, takes a puff of the cigarette, and moves against your lips—slowly, so sensually, that it makes your core throb against him with every smack of your lips, filled with lust and mind substance.

he lets his mind read your movements, memorize them. your hands splayed on his chest, hips twitching ever so slightly. god, he could stay here for hours just kissing you like this.

only until you start to move on your own. that’s when he’ll really have to punish you.

[ralburry]

dabibi

[yreapwhatyasow]