#bnhabadass happy new year event

[bnhabadass]

Since it’s sweater szn! I’d love to request nsfw headcannons of Hawks, Bakugo, and Shinsou reacting to their thicc s/o wearing a sweater dress (the one’s that show the curves) 👉🏼👈🏼

Let me start out by saying that ALL of these men are ass men through and through. They love to watch you from behind. You could be doing anything from chores around the house to walking on the street and they’ll be tailing behind you, having to control themselves from reaching out and giving your ass and thighs a light squeeze. When the weather gets colder and you break out your fall and winter wardrobe, their minds start going feral.

Individual headcanons will be under the cut. Keep in mind the all characters have been aged up.

Hawks:

My god do I love this bird man.

Hawks definitely has a bit of a domestic kink, and watching your hips sway back and forth as you do the dishes and other chores around the house makes him sweat.

He loves the way the fabric stretches across your breasts and ass.

If he’s in more of a fluffy and cuddly mood which I totally see him being in after sex, he’ll want to rest his head on your tiddies and burry his face in the fabric.

If you’re doing chores or walking around the house, don’t be surprised if he grabs your hips and pulls you against his lap.

His cock is already half hard and starting to pulse against you. His hands roam over your thighs and push the hem of the dress up even higher.

He’ll want you to keep the dress on when you’re having sex.

When he’s eating you out his head is buried in the folds of the fabric as well as the folds of your pussy.

If he fucks you from behind, he’ll pull the dress over your ass and lay a hard slap against it.

When he’s done fucking you silly, he’ll rest his head on your tummy or your chest and snuggle down into the fabric.

Bakugou:

Two words. Public sex.

He’s been waiting at this damn cafe for almost twenty minutes and he needed to be at work in forty. Where the hell were you?

“Sorry I’m late!”

When he sees you pull the chair out and take a seat across from him, his face flushes and he has to wipe sweat off of his forehead.

Even though you’re sitting, he can tell exactly how that dress stretches across your body. He’s seen you wear it at home on countless occasions but he’s never been blessed with watching you wear it in public.

He’s quick to pull his chair out and make his way to the bathroom. If he watches you for much longer he won’t be able to help the uninvited boner that pops up.

“Meet me in the bathroom in five minutes. Knock three times,” he whispers into your ear before disappearing into the back of the shop.

A few minutes go by and you stand up to go to the restroom. You knock three times and Bakugou yanks you into the room.

He pushes you against the wall and immediately snakes his hand up your dress, calloused fingers caressing every inch of your inner thighs.

He’s been pumping his cock up and down, awaiting your arrival.

He hikes you up and fucks you against the wall, pressing his forehead against yours and reveling in the noises you make.

When he finishes, he eats out the creampie he left in you and by the end of your activities, the hem of your dress is soaked.

Shinsou

I definitely see Shinsou as someone who is extremely busy and doesn’t have much time for sex, which is both a pain for him and you.

You know what you’re doing by wearing the dress, his favorite dress, the one he bought you as a gift.

You’ve worn the dress while sitting on his lap, while teasing him, while denying him as he’s finishing up paperwork before going on patrol with a hard-on cloaked by his costume.

When Shinsou is sitting at his desk, tired and bleary-eyed, he doesn’t notice you crawling on all fours and reaching out to touch his cock through his black slacks.

He’s startled. He jerks his chair back and lets out a yelp. “Kitten, what do you think you’re doing?”

Your back is arched, your tushy visible from over your head and Shinsou gulps down his nerves.

He lets you suck him off while he does his paperwork. If he’s on the phone with someone from his agency, you make sure to deepthroat him and swallow so the head of his cock is pinched inside your mouth.

Shinsou gets pretty sick of your teasing relatively fast.

After a while, he pulls you up onto his lap and lets you cockwarm him until he creams inside of you.

As you’re straddling him, slowly bouncing up and down his dick, he’s rubbing your clothed ass and gripping the fabric as he whispers sweet nothings in your ear.

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[bnhabadass]

Happy New Year! I was wondering if you could do a drabble for Denki, rushing home to give y/n their new year's kiss?

Of course, Amber!!! This was super fun to write!! ____________________________________________________________________________

It was late, later than he had hoped he’d be out. Of course, with crime building up around the holiday season he was expecting to be out on patrol much later than his shifts usually lasted. But now it was 11:45 and the apartment he shared with you, the love of his life, was practically on the other side of town. If only you hadn’t insisted on staying home instead of going to Mina’s New Year’s Eve party.

No, this wasn’t your fault. Your reasoning for not wanting to go was flawless. “Think, Denki. If every one of the top heroes you went to high school with and then some are at a party that is being widely advertised, the chances of a villain showing up are much higher than if we just stay at home.”

He couldn’t argue with that. Plus, when you followed up with a, “besides, what if I want to cuddle you in private?” he just couldn’t say no.

Still, Mina’s party was only a block down from where he currently was and your apartment was a couple miles away.

Since he had gotten off work he had received two texts from you, one being a picture of a freshly chilled bottle of champagne and the other being a message.

Can’t wait for my new year kiss 😘

His eyes began to sting from the build up of tears; tears from the fear of disappointing you, from the loss of missing out on your first new year together. He checked the time. 11:52. He was overcome with defeat. Dropping to his knees, he looked at the clock on his phone and watched as the seconds ticked by.

“Oi. What the fuck are you doing here, dunceface. I thought you said you weren’t coming.”

Denki looked up and saw that he was face to face with one of his closest friends from high school. “Bakugo? What are you doing out here?”

Bakugou zipped up his jacket and let out a little scoff. Denki could see his breath through the cold. “It’s too loud in there and people are being idiots. I had to step out for a bit.”

It was then that Denki realized he was already in front of the agency where Mina’s party was taking place. The flashing lights from inside and the blaring music gave away that everyone was having a good time.

“What are you sulking about?”

“It’s my first New Year’s Eve with (Y/n) and I don’t think I’m going to be able to make it in time to watch the clock strike with them or to give them their new year’s kiss.”

Bakugou let out a noise, a mix between a laugh and confusion. “Hah? That’s what you’re crying about?” He grabbed Denki's arm and pulled him up. “I thought you were actually serious for a minute, you idiot.”

“I am serious. Hey!”

Bakugou flung him around and pulled him onto his back. “Close your eyes and mouth and for the love of god don’t let go. I shouldn’t have to say that but the last thing anyone wants is to be scraping up dunceface from the sidewalk tomorrow morning.”

“Bakugou, what are you talking abOOOOOOOOOUT???”

Before he could even finish his question, Bakugou had let out a blast into the air. The cold prevented him from sweating as much, so he couldn’t get as far up with the first blast as he would have liked, but it was enough to get the job done.

Denki’s eyes and mouth were wide open, lips cracking from the cold wind as Bakugou blasted their way across town. The ride was only a few minutes long, but by the time they landed on the ground, Denki wanted to collapse from nausea.

“We’re here.”

He let go of Bakugou’s shoulders and collapsed onto the pavement.

“Oi, get up and go to (L/n).” Bakugou kicked him lightly in the side. “You only have two minutes.”

Denki scrambled to grab his phone and check the time. 11:58. “Crap crap crap!” After fishing his keys from his pocket, he looked to Bakugo. “Thanks man, I owe you one.”

“Tch, whatever. Just don’t tell anyone I did this for you, got it?”

“Mhm, got it.” He was only half paying attention as he unlocked the door to his apartment building. “Happy New Year, Bakugo!” And with that he dashed up the stairs to the second floor.

Inside the apartment, you were watching the countdown begin to go live on the TV. Denki still wasn’t home and you realized that your kiss would have to go to your dog instead, or maybe one of your house plants.

The countdown was on thirty when the front door swung open. “Did I make it???” The cracks in Denki’s voice were greatly apparent. His face was blotchy from the cold and his lips were cracked and purple.

“What happened to you?” Your eyes bulged open in shock

“Bakugou happened,” he said between gasping breaths. “But it’s okay, because I’m here now, and I have to kiss you.”

You erupted into laughter, the grin on your face brighter than the night time sky. “I can’t believe you.” There was a fondness in your voice and you reached your arms out, waiting for him to fall into your warm embrace.

Denki collapsed into your arms, smothering his head in your chest as the ten seconds until the new year countdown began.

“Happy new year, baby.” You stroked your hand down his hair, feeling the strands between your fingers.

“Happy new year to you too.” And when the countdown was finished, he leaned up to give you your first kiss of the new year. His lips were cold, dry and cracked and tasted slightly like copper, but you didn’t mind. It was still Denki, and you’re glad he made it in time to be your new year kiss.

[bnhabadass]

Hey guys! You still have five more days to send in requests for my New Years event! I realized that I was looking at the wrong calendar when I set the end date but I am a woman of my word so January 5th is still the cut off 😤

[bnhabadass]

I was on the road yesterday and I was so busy that I completely forgot to mention that new year requests are now closed!!! I’ve started work on the ones I received and I should start posting them later tonight.

It’ll be a little weird posting New Year’s Eve party drabbles when we’re already a week into the new year but if your year hasn’t started off that well, hopefully these stories will give you a new beginning.

[bnhabadass]

Hello! Question. So I have notifs on for a number of blogs I follow. Including yours. I'm on mobile and get those notifs sent to my phone when not on Tumblr. I'd like to continue getting notifs sent to me about new fics posted but filter out and block the rest of the random posts unrelated to that. It's just since I have notifs on for so many blogs now I'm getting way too many notifs sent to my phone daily its hard to keep up with now. So wanted to ask what all your tags are to filter it better.

Thank you for this request!!! If I’m being honest I’m not the best when it comes to remembering to tag my work and I know that’s something I need to work on. I started a document with a running list of tag’s I’ve used but I think that document is lost for the ages lol.

I don’t usually tag my fan fiction with anything other than the fandom and characters that are in the story. I do have the tag “nora writes stuff” but I’ve only used it a couple times.

If I’m answering an ask that is not a request, one like this, I’ll tag it with “bnhabadass asks.” The other tags that I use when I’m going on little rants or rambles are “nora says stuff” and “nora needs a nap.” Other tags I have are “nora needs friends” and “nora watches anime.”

If I’m doing a writing event for a follower milestone or like the New Years one I’m doing now, I’ll tag it with “bnhabadass _____ follower event” or “bnhabadass happy new year event.” Basically it’s just my blog name with whatever event attached to the end.

So those are the super discombobulated tags that I use. I hope this was helpful!