#wet hair Deku

[yanderenightmare]

TW: NSFW

fem reader

Thinking about snugglebug boyfriends…

Soft-spoken and so very clingy – resting atop you, warming his hands under your shirt with his sleepy head cuddling your tits, not far off from snoring snot-bubbles – soft lips kissing the plush flesh with woozy murmurs – drumming his fingers down your thighs when squeezing them around him and drowsily humping his clothed bulge against your mound.

He’ll dig his hands under you and unclasp your bra, coming to paw your freed titties – lifting your shirt to needily suckle on your cute little nipples like a baby.

“Stop that, it’s weird…” You whine – your hand in his hair, trying to tug him off.

But he just whines in return, “But, baby~ please?” Begging you with a pout on his lips – cinched brows as he looks up at you with big puppy-dog eyes swirling with plead.

You can't say no to him when he looks at you like that.

You give in with a sigh, feeling how hard he is through his pants as he nudges the pudgy sack against you all wantonly – and he wraps his lips around your nipple again, drooling on it as he coos soft moans.

You don’t get why he insists on being so… so virginal. All cuddles and dry-humping – never with his hand wrapped around your neck or a hard smack against your ass. Always begging to put the tip in and almost cumming in his pants before he’s even unpacked himself from his boxers.

He’s so hopeless – all blushy atop you, dewy-cheeked with a curl between his brows – eyes closed in bliss as he rubs himself against your panties – almost as though he doesn’t want to take himself out in fear he’ll cum as soon as he touches it.

He collapses with a sigh after a few minutes, licking your neck as he creams his underwear – and you huff, having been left in wet panties yourself from all the teasing. 

“Don’t be mad~” He drawls, lipping a path of wet kisses down your chest, over your belly, until he reaches the wet spot on the cottony lace covering your slit.

And you’re almost begging him to slip it to the side, but like always – he settles on nose-kissing your clit through the fabric, dipping his tongue into the trail and lapping at you until your panties are soaked as you cum out of sheer edging.

He climbs up again, planting a kiss on your cheek before nuzzling back against your tits with a pleased smile on his face.

You hate him…

BNHA – Deku, Eijrou, Denki, Mirio

JJK – Mahito, Gojo, Choso, Yuji, Yuuta

BLLK – Nagi, Bachira

AOT – Armin

DS – Tomioka, Tanjiro, Zenitsu

[toji-girl]

31 & 37 for that smut prompt thing, but with Midoriya. You know that broccoli headed little angel is nothing but a savage in the the sheets

SJKns YES!! I love him so much! I will always think of Izuku the sweet-faced man who is so good to you, but in the bedroom? I feel like he can be such a dom or sub, whatever you want that man will be! this is not my best work djn - prompts

tags: 18+ only content - mdni + fem reader + Izuku got dusted with sex pollen + overstimulation + kitchen sex + creampie + all characters are over the age of 21

Monday started off like most days.

You woke up before your husband to pack Izuku some lunch for his shift, then you bid him goodbye with a hug and kiss that he always treasured and asked for more because he never knows if he's making it back home to you or not, so he's extra with his affection.

However, it wasn't a normal day though, during your self-care routine your phone vibrated on the bathroom counter, it was your husband.

He never called during the day unless it was super important, but if you ever rang him then he'd answer, Izuku prefers to send a quick text to tell you he was thinking about you, but this? This is new.

Jabbing the screen you answered it and wiped off your cream face mask. "Hey babe, you okay?" You asked leaning into the mirror.

On the other side of the phone you could hear him breathing raggedly, your name rolled off his tongue hoarse and thick.

"Is the front door unlocked?" Izuku asked ignoring your question.

After you wiped your face off you made your way to the front door making sure it was unlocked for him before going to the kitchen in need of something to drink. "It is yes, what's the matter Izuku?"

Instead of getting an answer he hung up on you which only made you more confused, then a few moments later you heard the front door.

Heavy footsteps sounded throughout the house that came closer to you. "Izuku?" You called out a little worried and confused about why your husband was acting like this until he finally showed himself.

He stood tall and strong like a willow tree leaning against the doorframe breathing raggedly as he stared at you, his chest rising fast as he closed the distance between the both of you.

His fingers curled into the fabric of your dress as he buried his nose into the crook of your neck as got you naked, his lips following no pattern as he peppered you with wet kisses while groping your ass.

"Babe? What is going on?" You asked with a slight gasp as he kneeled in front of you to tug your panties down. With your hands on his shoulders, he looked up at you with pink cheeks and wild eyes.

Izuku leaned in to inhale the musky scent of your pussy on bare display for him, his tongue lolled out to taste you as his hands stayed glued to your ass. "Villian." He muttered giving you half an answer.

With his mouth suctioned to your cunt there was no way you wanted it now anyway as you leaned against the counter to stay upright as you spread your legs hoisting one up over his shoulder as your fingers threaded through dark and green hair tugging slightly with a moan.

His tongue stroked over your clit over and over again bringing forth a type of pleasure that made you dizzy with it, all you could do was focus on the pressure he was using to bring you to climax.

As you stared down at him he looked like a feral man when he pulled away to lick his lips cleaning up your slick with a soft growl as he stood to his full height to rip his uniform off quickly. "Deku!"

Usually, when you used that name he would look at you like he was caught with his hand in the cookie jar but this time he ignored you as he shredded the material until he stood stark naked in front of you.

Scars that looked like lightning were scattered along his body from years of training, now at twenty-eight years old he only gained more from his time in UA. Your eyes widened at his erection that stood up.

"It's so big. How the hell are we gonna make that thing fit?"

His cock was bigger and thicker, curving a little to make sure it hit the perfect spot to have you creaming, the head was swollen and dripped with thick pre-cum, something you'd never seen before.

Izuku wrapped his fingers around the base and jerked himself off as he turned you around making sure you braced yourself before he pressed the tip against your fluttering hole. "A little bit of patience."

With the sex pollen that was dusted over him and the group he was in, it seemed that Izuku got the worst of it and he didn't have time to shower like everyone else did, and right now he didn't have any patience, his mind was swimming with one thing only: you.

He rested his hands on your hips once he pushed inside while leaning forward to nuzzle his head against your shoulder as he thrust all the way in. "Feels so good, gonna drown myself inside your pussy."

His voice came out gravelly as he rutted against you like a virgin not really thinking about anything else but the way your warm silken walls hugged him tight made his stomach ripple with pleasure.

You spread your legs wider for him feeling him go even deeper if that was possible making you gasp and push against him grinding down on him fucking yourself now as he transferred the pollen to you.

The both of you fucked each other like wild animals snarling and mating, his fingers curled into your dress again ripping the fabric until it hung around your frame in shreds with missing chunks.

Izuku pounded you from behind his hips were sure to bruise your ass and you both were going to be sore tomorrow as he hunched over you more kissing and biting at your neck and panting your name.

You lost count of how many times you came coating his dick in w a white creamy essence that he begged you to suck clean then he'd eat his loads of cum from your gaping cunt until you were empty.

It was only right that he filled you up again.

"I'm not done with you. Get back here." Izuku growled pushing himself back inside you to rid of that pollen that made his blood boil when you attempted to pull away for a moment.

[moominsuki]

✎ᝰ BAKUGOU KATSUKI ; — bakugou hates feeling jealous. but you make it worthwhile.

࿄ ! warnings — f!reader. absolutely none. sfw. / note. katsuki is a cutie patootie.

jealous bakugou is something else. he doesn’t think he’s all that possessive of you at all - he doesn’t care if your outfit is skimpy or if you have guy friends. bakugou regards himself as very secure in his relationship with you.

until he hears what guys have to say about you. then he gets a little crazy.

it’s an open day where he’s helping a group of lackies and hero interns with integrating into his agency and it’s pretty innocent at first. kiri and deku are doing most of the heavy lifting with talking with the prospective sidekicks and heroes (katsuki is very content with the extras he has already). he’s already kind of distracted by seeing you this morning - you offered to lift a hand and do some extra work around his agency for today due to the unusual amount of people scoping his place out and why would he pass on an offer to see you around his agency all day?

unfortunately for katsuki, it means that he’s being increasingly more distant than he usually is and the interns can feel the disgusted energy emitting from every fibre in his body. it’s not like he’s trying to hide it though - what a waste to have you come to his workplace and only catch glimpses of your hair and your scent.

“kacch- dynamight? what do you look for in a sidekick who wants to potentially join this agency,” asks izuku, pulling his friend out of his thoughts. katsuki looks at the crowd of young, probably high school kids and they basically cower under his gaze. he recognises a few of them from other, unimportant events he can’t seem to specifically recall. god, he wants to bite back at them but he shrugs in annoyance.

“don’t piss me off and do as you’re told. simple as but it seems like you lot would still f-”, deku quickly interjects katsuki and yells out, “okay! let’s take a quick 10 minute break! just have a look around and we’re free if you have any questions you want to ask!”

ᝰᝰᝰᝰᝰ

“what is with you today, kacchan? you’re more… insolent than usual,” asks izuku slowly, watching the expression on his blond’s face meld into a face of indifference.

“maybe it’s the fact that i don’t care about these idiots who’re just making a goddamn mess of the place. i don’t need more extras to fuck shit up f’me,” bakugou grumbles. kirishima pats his moody friends on the back and goes to speak when-

“well at least the rumours about dynamight are true. that guy is a fucking mood killer,” says some guy standing in the corner of the reception area, who looks to be a sidekick and is accompanied by other unknown up and coming ‘extras’ as Katsuki woukd put it.

“tell me about it. the guys here fucking suck. for once, i’m wishing that we were stuck with the female pros instead. have you seen uravity? she’s sexier in real life,” pipes up some other guy and the rest holler and hoot.

the three pros look at each other, with bakugou looking at kirishima and deku with knowing, smug eyes.

“i’m just going to interrupt their conversation-” says kirishima, attempting to walk over until another lackey pipes up.

“but have you seen y/h/n? what a woman. shame she’s not in her hero suit. what i would do for a woman like that,” grunts some pathetic looking guy. he’s spindly and limp and looks akin to a wet noodle.

it doesn’t stop katsuki from seething though.

kirishima and izuku slowly turn to look at their friend - who’s practically steaming in his hero uniform. all katsuki can see is red and violence - which isn’t really unlike from what he normally sees but it’s different this time. this time it’s about you.

he sees the group of gross, teenage boys point to where you’re standing: you’re leaning over the receptionist desk and just from the behind can katsuki appreciate how beautiful you are. you’re wearing a short black turtleneck dress with orange accents (you told him that you wanted to wear his colours to his agency) and in any other setting would katsuki run his hands over you and compliment and kiss you till you were shying away from him.

bakugou knew that you got unwanted attention, regardless if he was standing by you like a rabid guard dog - you were gorgeous and you knew that. he also knew that you could hold your own against a hoard of horny teenage losers and you would never look twice at them when you had him. still, that logic went out the window when he could see the same group of kids leering and pointing at where your thighs met the bottom of your dress and he wanted to kill them.

kirishima got wind of this just by looking at the blond’s expression, “please don’t blow up the place - they’re just dumb kids! think about how hard we worked for this agency,” pleads kirishima.

“he’s too far gone,” izuku sadly laments as they watch bakugou stride on over to you and ignore both the men’s pleas and bargains. he aggressively pushes past the disgusting collective of eyes and they break apart in shock at his intrusion through them.

you’re, however, too enamoured in your conversation with his assistant and mina- you’re looking at a pinterest board and he wants to bite you for being so cute in front of everyone. it makes him even angrier that those extras would ever think that you would give them more than a side eye and a polite wave.

you feel katsuki before you see him - his uniform-clad arm holds your waist between the desk as he slots himself into your conversation.

“so what’s this about? whatcha talking about?” katsuki asks and mina and his assistant giggle at his intrusion while you roll your eyes and turn yourself sideways to look at him.

“i would tell you but mina and akako might kill me,” you tell your boyfriend, resting a manicured hand on his chest. akako, bakugou’s assistant, laughs and nods her head:

“sorry, dynamight, our conversations are sacred. might i add your timetable tells me that you’re due to take the interns on a practice patrol in less than… 20 minutes?”

katsuki narrows his eyes at this and you chastise akako for poking at him, “leave him alone! i want him here,” before resting a hand on his stubbled jaw and scratching at his face. katsuki’s eyes close at the sensation and he opens them to take a good look at your face. the stupid kids are still a embittering thought in the back of his mind and in any given situation, he would never do this. but sometimes bakugou’s heart goes against his common sense and this was one of those times.

he leans down to slots his lips over yours and presses a gloved hand into the small of your back and you smile into the kiss while a few “awwhs,” emit in the background. bakugou opens an eye slightly to see in his peripheral vision that the gaggle of the limp-faced sidekicks are looking at him in a mixture of shock and fear and embarrassment. he also sees kirishima and izuku grab them up to guide them out of the room.

when you break from the kiss to brush at the hair on the nape of his head, he mumbles, “have i told you how much i love that dress on you?”

you giggle a little and lean up to kiss the corner of his mouth, “a few times. but you can keep telling me if you want. ‘s not like i’ll get tired of hearing it,” you whisper to him and it’s like you’re the only people in the room. he’ll tell you about what spurned this on another day. in the meanwhile, he bask in your attention until he has to go and entertain those useless jerks. it’s not like he’s going to employ any of them.

bakugou would say this is a mission accomplished in his book. yeah, he’s a little jealous and possessive. but with the way you look at him, he finds himself caring less and less about what others have to say about you.

doesn’t mean he won’t try knock them in the side of their head if the time calls for it.

࿄ ! — all rights reserved © moominsuki. please do not copy, translate, repost nor recommend my work outside of tumblr. this is strictly prohibited.

[tteokdoroki]

🦭—SIGHS deku being so heavy that when u squirt he can't be pushed out so he just sinks deeper with soft grumbles ): massages his hips into yours as u knead at the mattress )): I JUST THINK HES NEAT,,

i’m howling actually. he is so neat!!!! mdni.

“d-deku!” you’re gasping, high pitched and whiney with your lungs desperate for breath. they expand wide between your rib cage and the mattress your boyfriend has you pressed into— all of his weight, heavy over you and his chest sticky against your back. “‘m gonna…gonna— oh fuck, baby! gonna make me cum.”

deku laughs, his warm breath tingling gently against the shell of your ear— contrasting with the force behind each of his calculated thrusts, slender hips lunging forward to push his fat cock deeper along your soaked squishy walls, “uhuh, you close, angel? can tell with how your greedy little pussy clenches around me,” as if in queue, his seedy, blistering tip nudges new pleasure spots along the ridges of your insides— making you seize up and ripple around the stretch of izuku’s girth. he chokes on a moan that sends dopamine crackling across your brain, licks predatory stripe from your neck to just behind your ear and curses when you cry out his name again. “keep that ass up for me, throw it back on me a little bit, baby. just so i can fuck you better.”

you do your best to lift your hips from underneath deku, shuddering at how his luscious green hair tickles your shoulders from behind and he quickly slips a pillow under your bruised hips to keep you arched how he wants. the new angle has your cunt squelching with lewd suction noises every time izuku pushes into you, and his rough fingers slip between your mess of sweaty and arousal stained limbs to fumble with your swollen clit as blood rushes to it. you barely have any room to breathe between the way deku fucks you and the way he touches you— treading on the thin line of euphoria and losing your sanity.

“be a good girl, be my pretty little girl and cum f’me,” he slurs against your skin, practically drooling as his heavy length hits deep and churns up your insides— cockhead never letting up on your abused g-spot. “that’s it, make a mess for me. god, fuck.”

“i can’t, can’t. i-izu-!” clawing at the sheets, your tiny mewls become louder, heftier and fill the room with their song combined with the wet slaps of skin on skin and bed creaking beneath the weight of sex. you let your head fall back against deku’s freckled shoulder, mouth hanging wide open when your orgasm washes over you in a wave that threatens to drown you. the knot in your stomach unravels way too quickly, and you gush clear streams of your arousal straight from your mound.

“fuck, you’re squirting,” deku sounds elated, drawing wide and fast circles on your clit, never letting up with his thrusts no matter how much you squirt because he’s just so thick, so heavy that all his cock does is plug you full. “that’s it baby, lemme see you fall apart on me. uhhuh, you like that?” cooing condescendingly, he only slips deeper inside the heat of your puffy pussy as clear streams of arousal bathe his cock, your entrance clinging to every vein on his shaft.

he leaves you a drooling twitching mess against the crushed sheets, pressing his hips flat against your ass to grind into you in slow circles. “wan’ you to cum baby, please izuku. cum inside me, please.” you beg, hiccuping and twisting the duvet between your shaky fingers. you squeal as deku picks up the pace, your arousal splashing against his tummy and pelvis, fat drops of it running down the insides of your thighs.

“take it baby, all of it,” the last spurt of his energy is used to fuck you until he creams your cunt, filling you up with his thick seed and grinding in you until he’s sure it takes. the pro hero collapses onto you, kisses pressed across your back before he leans up to whisper.

“let’s try that again, shall we? have you squirt while my cock’s deep, deep inside you, huh angel?”

[luvbugs-blog]

getting caught with the mha boys

ft. shoto, izuku, sero, and eijiro

getting the smoochies in, then being caught

warnings: not proof read!

Shoto Todoroki

It was an accident, really. You guys had just gotten finished a particularly hard training period, and the two of you had decided to go out on a date. However, you insisted that you had to get changed first because you refused to go out all sweaty. He agreed, and the two of you went your separate ways.

15 minutes had passed, and you had changed into something very cute and comfy. You heard a small knock as you packed your small bag to bring with you.

"Come in!"

Your handsome boyfriend entered the room looking as god-like as ever. He walked up to you and you just melted against him.

"You smell so good, Sho." You look up at him and he blushes.

"Thanks, love. You look so pretty." Next, it was your turn to blush. "I just want to spend the rest of my life with you." He's so romantic.

"Hm, I think that sounds like a wonderful idea." He leans down to give you a little kiss, which you return without hesitation. But that little kiss turns into something more when you wrap your arms around his neck, hands tangled in his hair. He clings to you like it's a sin to ever be parted. All was going well when your childhood friend, Midoryia walked in without knocking to show you whatever new gadget he got. The two of you parted when you heard the door open, but it wasn't quick enough. Midoriya just kept spewing apologies that the two of you had to laugh.

"We'll finish this later," Shoto tells you, before escorting your friend out of your room.

Izuku Midoryia

The two of you were training together one day after school. Throwing punches and kicks at each other, neither of you yielding. Until one kick from Izuku meets the side of face, throwing you to the ground.

He immediately rushes over to you, crouching over you, hands shaking.

"Baby! Oh my god, I'm so sorry, it was an accident and I totally didn't mean to, I'm so sorry, I love you so much, please don't leave me, I love you-,"

"BABE! Chill! This is what happens when two people spar. And I love you too." Apparently, that last thing was too much for him, because he turned a bright red. Before snatching you up in his lap.

"Izuku, what are you- hmph!" He shoved his lips against yours, and you felt wetness on your cheeks.

"Baby, why are you crying?" He sniffed.

"I never want to lose you. I'm so sorry babe."

"You'll never lose me, baby. Promise." You give him a small kiss, and he runs with it. He holds you so close and tight, but you feel so safe with him. You melt into him and kiss him back with the same rigor.

"Shitty Deku, I'm here to spar- AHH!" Izuku springs up. "Kacchan! What are you doing?" He starts to walk toward him, but Bakugo just turned and left.

He turned to you. "Uh oh." You just laugh. That's your weirdo.

Hanta Sero

Cuddled up in his surprisingly comfortable hammock, the two of you were watching Wednesday.

"Jenna Ortega is so pretty," you sigh. Sero holds you closer to him. "You're gorgeous, darling." He kisses the side of your head.

"I never said I was ugly! What are you trying to say to me?" You giggle, trying to push him off of you, but he continued his love assault.

"I," kiss, "love," kiss, "you."

"I love you too, you weirdo." You managed to roll out of the hammock, and he glares at you playfully. You start trying to recreate Wednesday's dance, and he just laughs at you.

"You try to do any better!"

"I won't try. I'll do better."

"Well, them, let me see!"

He wiggled a little bit with his hands above his head and looked like a goof doing it. "Wooooow, how amazing you are."

"Hey! No sarcasm." He tried to do a little spin, but ended up falling onto you.

"You are very good at this dancing thing." He grins at you, but doesn't move. "Uh, are you going to get up?"

"Nope. I find it quite comfortable here." He props himself up on his forearms, and presses a kiss to your lips. You pull your arms over his back and pull him into you. The two of you were really going at it until Denki bursts in, complaining about Bakugo.

Sero pulls off of you and kinda shields you behind his back. But the two of you are still fully clothed... oh well, it was kinda romantic and heroic of him.

"Woaaaah, hey man I'm so sorry. The two of you couldn't even make it to your bed?" Sero shoots his tape at Denki, completely covering his face.

"Sorry, lovebug. What if we continue this in Denki's dorm?"

"That sounds like a great idea, baby." The two of you run out of his room giggling and holding hands. The next day when you see Denki, his eyebrows are gone. As well as the small mustache he was trying to grow. He was not happy.

Eijiro Kirishima

the two of you were chilling in denki's room with the rest of the gang, watching mina and sero frantically try to beat each other in mortal kombat.

"HA! raiden is the worst!" mina squeals as her character lands a punch.

"oh yeah? well," sero pauses, trying to think of a good comeback, "i think kitana is stupid." mina gasps before launching at him, effectively distracting his player before winning.

you giggled, watching your friends make a fool of themselves. but your giggling didn't last long when sero threw mina up off of him, making her land of the end-table by the chairs you and kirishima were sitting on. your coke which had previously been sitting there was now on your shirt and lap. you stand up quickly, but the shirt had already soaked all the way through, becoming a bit see through, which kirishima noticed. he quickly ushered you to denki's bathroom while mina is shouting apologies behind him.

"hey, sweets. are you ok?"

"yes, of course! it was just a little spill." you turn to look at the damage in the mirror, thinking that you will probably need to borrow a shirt from denki's closet. you angle your body a little bit, when your eyes meet kirishima's in the mirror. he blushes a little bit, and you figure out why. the now see-through shirt was showing your bra. you turn and wink at him.

"my night in shining armour!" you giggle, throwing your arms around him. He places a small kiss on your head, on your cheek, and finally on the place you wanted.

you kissed him back with fervor, before backing up and taking the wet shirt off. making a little show out of it, kirishima whistled at your display.

you twirled for him before wrapping your arms back around his neck, and he slid his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. the two of you continued until bakugo starts banging at the door, causing the both of you to jump.

"the two of you extras better get the fuck out so I can take a piss."

"only if I can borrow denki's shirt!" you yelled back, arms still around his neck.

"woah, woah. you can have mine," kirishima says, pulling away to take off his shirt. he throws the shirt at you, and when you are decent he opens the door, flashing his pecs to his friends.

"look how manly I am!"

oh my, you have a very special boyfriend.

author's note: there will be a part two!! including bakugo, denki, hitoshi, iida, and tamaki! stay tuned!

[red-writes]

On a dark and stormy night

professor! izuku midoriya x student! reader

summary: reader is in love with her professor and izuku is weak when it comes to you...

content contains: daddy kink, spanking, squirting, smut, the nickname 'little girl', reader gets her back blown out.

red's note: a little darker than what I typically write also am I slowly developing a daddy kink? who knows

it's pouring outside but you're not willing to turn around now. your hair is sticking to your face, your jeans are clingy and cold and you can't seem to rid yourself of the chill that the poor weather brings you. your finger hovers over the doorbell, hand shaking as you decide to press the small button. you've been to his house so many times but it feels different right now, feels like you're making a mistake. the lightning that cracks in the sky makes you jump and almost solidifies that gut feeling as truth but as you're about to turn around the door opens.

"y/n?" he asks, then he gasps and pulls you inside. his house is warm and yet you still don't stop shivering.

"you're soaking wet-- how did you get here?" he asks as he runs to the sofa and drapes you in a blanket, every time you've come to his house he always drove you seeing as he lived further than any professor on campus. he ushers you from the doorway after you kick off your shoes and you don't open your mouth to respond, instead you grab his arm and he halts in his tracks.

"are you okay? what's going--" his words get caught in his throat as he witnesses you. you've dropped the blanket onto the floor and you begin undoing the clasp on the front of your top before it slides off your shoulders.

"'m cold professor.." you say, voice small and izuku swallows hard as you unbutton your jeans, sliding them down your thighs before kicking them away. you unhook your bra and let your breasts free for deku's eyes to swallow whole.

"please warm me up" you plead as you reach for his hand and place it on your hot mound. izuku swallows yet again and his mouth is held open for a moment before he speaks, shocked at your bold display.

"you don't know what you're doing..what you're asking me to do" he says, but doesn't move his hand.

"don't you want me professor?" you look down at the erection poking against the fabric of his sweatpants. "it looks like you do"

he shakes his head 'no' but again makes no move to push you away and so you walk closer to him, so close that your chests are pressed against each other and he sucks in a breath, he can feel how hard your nipples are through the thinness of his t-shirt. he can't do this, he shouldn't do this. you're his student, someone who admires and looks up to him by indulging in this he would be way out of bounds. he could lose his job, he could lose everything.

"y/n..you're just confused. I know, after having those conversations about your life growing up and your father not really being there for you, having a person like me step into that role has you wanting to cling onto me, to have me fill the void of your dad but I'm not him and we shouldn't be doing this. if you leave now, I'll forget it ever happened. I'll pretend I never saw you like this" he states, firmly although his voice wavers when he feels your wetness soak his fingers from over your panties.

"fine" you say and pull away from him, izuku is relieved, thinking you've finally come to your senses but instead you pull down your underwear and kick them to the side, you bend over the back of his couch and spread your pussy lips open for him to see.

"you're right professor, I want you to be my daddy." you turn your head behind you to look at him and your fingers find your clit as you rub circles onto the twitching bud. "professor, don't you want to be my daddy? please say yes daddy...I need you" you moan and izuku's cock drips pre-cum into his underwear, cock hard and pulsing at your words. his feet are glued to the floor but his eyes are focused on every sway of your hips, every press of your fingers onto your clit.

"daddy, please, come fuck me daddy" you whine as you slip two fingers in your soaking cunt and begin fucking yourself with them. izuku curses under his breath and walks over to you taking your fingers out your cunt, he uses that same arm to pull you up and he smashes his mouth against yours. your hands are quick to find the band of his of sweatpants and shoving the grey fabric down his thighs, just enough to expose his cock. you lean back over the couch and he strokes his cock a few times before pressing the reddened mushroom tip against your fluttering hole. in one even thrust he's fully seated inside of you. the girth of his cock had your hands squeezing the back of the couch for dear life. every thrust he gave you felt like he was knocking the wind straight out of your lungs.

"does my little girl like that? does she love the feeling of her daddy's cock stretching her out?" and your cunt squeezes around his cock at the sound of the nickname falling from his lips.

"yes daddy!" you cry and he does as you ask, his thrusts become harder, rocking your body forward and his cock grinds against that soft spot inside your cunt, making your eyes roll as his fat tip assaults it with ease. he slaps your ass and the sting has your cunt squeezing his cock like a vice and izuku nearly cums at the feeling. he raises his hand and slaps your ass again, this time you cum from the burning sensation left behind on your ass cheek. your eyes roll back into your head and your body trembles underneath him as your orgasm washes over you. but he doesn't stop, he keeps spanking you until your ass is raw and bruised just so he can feel that vice-like grip on his cock. you're well past overstimulated, the feeling of getting your cunt fucked on top of having your ass spanked until it was painful had yet another orgasm drawn out of you a rush of liquid shot out of your cunt and onto the man behind you as well as the floor.

"no..stop daddy 'm squirting! stop stop aah!" you cried but he didn't, he couldn't, not when the girl he'd been lusting after for months finally forces his hand. not when he was so close to cumming. izuku looked up from the place where you two met and looked at your fucked-out face, eyes hazy with drool dripping out the side of your mouth. with a mumbled 'fuck' he felt his balls tighten as he came. his hips didn't stop immediately, his thrusts were shallow and he laid on top of you as he finished emptying his load into you.

he only moved off of you when he felt himself soften inside of you. when he pulled away a mixture of your cum dripped out of you and onto the floor beneath you.

"let's get you cleaned up" he says and you stand back up on wobbly legs and walk until you sit on the couch. he follows you and you pull him by his t-shirt to the floor in front of you and it's clear what you want him to do.

"daddy will you eat your little girls pussy, please?"

izuku gulps. his eyes dart from your eyes to your swollen, ruined cunt. his cock was already beginning to swell with blood once more. you were dangerous but izuku just couldn't resist you.

[veenxys]

「Intimate moments with BNHA Boys」

⤷ Bakugou

kissing skin imperfections and calling them angel kisses. learning new things together. playing some sport like volleyball or basket just for fun (he takes it easy on you every time, he gets too distracted). arts and crafts dates where you make horrendous gifts for each other and for your mutual friends. endless inside jokes. gaming dates where you can only apologize for winning by kissing his pout away. being his biggest fan and admiring the way he blushes.

⤷ Deku

drawing fake tattoos on each other’s skin; playing a little game so that the other person can guess what the drawing is. being each other’s personal photographer, mostly candid and random pics. writing cute, cheesy letters and notes to you when he’s too embarrassed to say it. teaching him to cook. learning to play the guitar with his arms around your waist and his chin on your shoulder. kisses on your spots and blemishes and insecurities. grocery shopping together and rock paper scissors to decide who will ride on the cart.

⤷ Kirishima

showering together and helping each other wash their hair; and him getting a little pout when you ask him to hold your shampoo while you wet your hair. it’s singing softly in the kitchen only for the other to come in and start some off-key, funny karaoke. riding in a car at dusk while you eat french fries and listen to your favorite music while the wind ruffles your hair; he’s wearing sunglasses, with one hand on the steering wheel and the other on your thigh as you lets the music flow with your voices. playing on the playground and having fun like kids. taking polaroid pictures and putting them in your wallet or cell phone cases or in random places around the house like next to your computer or next to your television.

⤷ Todoroki

doing wholesome dates at home together in comfortable silence while you listen to your relaxing playlist. sending and receiving music and videos that remind you of each other. memorizing each other’s favorite things and having a competition of who knows who best. stroking your hair gently to help you fall asleep. pouting and pretending to be upset when he can’t give you attention only for him to kiss and hug you. bright and passionate looks exchanged in the silence of the night or in the lull of the morning. kisses on your birthmark to help you love it.

⤷ Denki

knowing everything about each other, even hidden spots. hiding your coffee and giving it back just for a kiss. being his muse for anything. cheesy compliment and pickup line battles. cooking together, and laughing in the process but mumbling when you need to clean up the excessive mess you’ve made. taking classes together like; theatre, photography, crochet and unforgettable trips together. endless pda and being taken on all kinds of encounters

⤷ Tamaki

being his comfort whenever he needs to rest, vent or cry. him wearing your clothes and you wearing his. listening to each other’s opinions on the most diverse subjects when you don’t know what to say, but still want to hear each other’s voice. sleeping sharing headphones and listening to soft music. knowing what the other is feeling with just a look. accidentally completing each other’s sentences and smiling like children when this happens. falling more in love with each other every day, feeling completely happy and at home in each other’s arms.

⤷ Shinsou

being his best friend ever. sleepy love confessions when he loses his filter. making ramen together and praising him for being such a great chef. piggyback rides and overdramatic whines when you climb on. fixing his sleep schedule by bribing him with snuggles. being the only person he’ll be clingy with.

⤷ Hawks

slow dances that end up becoming rhythmless and happy in the kitchen, especially when he realizes you’re sad and he wants to try to cheer you up. being the only person who can see him cry. having him ask for kisses and hugs during the day. sloppy kisses on your cheeks, pouting as you wipe them. random stories from his past or even dreams he had and songs to help you sleep. listening to you ramble on about the things you love with a smile all the time.

⤷ Dabi

getting drunk together after a date; eating chips at dawn and laughing as if you had the world in your hands. his little smiles that mean the world to you. declarations of love whispered in the middle of the night after talking about dreams, fears, past and future. him trying his best to get you out of your comfort zone to live adventures with him; but still protecting you more than anything else in the world. being his comfort person. being everything he loves, feels or thinks. being his best friend and lover, his home and true and only love.

⤷ Shigaraki

being the only person he hugs or shows any kind of affection. working together to make him less hard on himself. doing your chores for you when you are tired. hearing about his passion projects and deeper emotions that he shares with no one else. saying “i love you” at random times but in subtle ways like; him making you breakfast, putting a blanket on your lap when it’s cold, buying you your favorite things, etc. getting to see the warm and beautiful side of him; his genuine smile and sincere look.

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ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ, ꜱᴘɪᴅᴇʀᴍᴀɴ ᴅᴇᴋᴜ.

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒.you recently found out that your best friend izuku midoriya, is spiderman and all the built-up tensions between the years of friendships finally manifest into this. NOTE: deku is ooc here.

wc. around 1,792

tags. izuku midoriya x reader. spidermandeku! x reader izuku midoriay ax reader smut. spidermandeku!reader smut. all characters are 18 years old. alternative au. non quirk au. spiderverse au. fucking your bsf. dom deku. deku eats out your pussy. deku fucks you hard. neck kissing/ sucking. face down ass up. afab!reader. unprotected sex. dirty talk. overstimulation.hair pulling.hitting it raw. 18+ mdni!

🕸 🕷 ₊˚⊹♡🕸 🕷 ₊˚⊹♡🕸 🕷 ₊˚⊹♡🕸 🕷 ₊˚⊹♡🕸 🕷 ₊˚⊹♡🕸 🕷 ₊˚⊹♡🕸 🕷 ₊˚⊹♡

All though he hovered above you, you didn't move or push him off like you typically would. Instead, you placed your delicate hands on his sturdy shoulders.

'What's gotten over me?' You mentally ask yourself, your breathing getting stuck in your throat. The boy's face rapidly warms up the longer the both of you stare into each other's eyes, though that changed soon when his stare shifted from your eyes to your lips. It was like an invisible force pulling the both of you closer to each other. After sitting up in your elbows to close the distance, Deku, over away assuming you wanted to be free yet instead you placed your hands on the back of his to push his down, the both of your foreheads touching now.

"Wait Y/N, are you sure?" He asks, his voice barely above a whisper.

"If I wasn't sure I wouldn't be doing this." And with that, you connected both of your lips together.  You were in ecstasy, who knew his lips would be so soft and gentle yet so skilled? It immediately had you wanting more as he placed his hands behind your head and the small of your back, his hand underneath your shirt but not moving anywhere else.

As you pull away for air, you tilt your head back before quickly re-attaching yourself to him but this time with your hands under his shirt too, yours being more bold to explore.

Deku used this as an opportunity to pull off his shirt in one swift movement,  his hair getting a but messy in the process. You immediately threw your hands over him and wrapped your legs around him as he went down and your back touched the bed. Soon you felt his lips on your neck as he pepered gentle kisses.

Tilting your head back, you hiss at his warm lips touching your cool neck which soon displayed love bites that slowly worked their way down to your collarbones, reminding you that you hadn't taken anything off yet, and so you did. Throwing your top over your head, revealing your mounds of fat being contained in your bra. Shortly after, you disposed of your pyjama trousers, throwing them off somewhere. Without warning, the green-haired boy reattached his lips to yours, this time being most urgent of all.

Deku's quick hands freed you from your bra which soon gently messaged your breasts as he placed his lips on your neck, marking you with his love bites. You moan as you tangle your fingers in his hair, gripping his green locs needly. “Please.” you whimper, almost a plead as the heat between your legs starts intensifying, causing you to write in anticipation.

“Patience babe, patince.” he mumbles along your skin kissing his way down to your core. Deku looks up at you, with those emerald orbs, non-verbally asking you for continuation, to which you nod. He places a tender kiss over your clothed cunt and your eyes shut, head lols back.

“Are you wet for me baby?” He mumbles against your cunt, placing a sweet kiss over your covered clit, his large, rough fingers pressing your panties into your wetness, watching in awe as they practically drench in your wetness. You've never felt more embarrassed, your face heating up instantaneously. “Look at how wet you are f’me.” He fiddles with the fabric of your panties before pulling them to the side. The cool air rushes to your soaking cunt, causing you to shudder.

Deku's tongue immediately causes you to jolt though as with one long stripe of his tongue over your sensitive bud, your back arches. Your cute reactions seem to fuel his determination to have you a mess over his tongue and all over his face. As he laps you like a starved man, his nose grazes up against your clit, making you reel. “Don’t stop.” you moan out, your legs shuddering, threatening to close shut like a vice around his head.

“You like that hmm?” he asks against your pussy, the vibrations of his voice adding to the sensations. To which you respond with a “Fuck!” Deku uses this as an incentive to carry on, his tongue lapping up all of your juices, not letting any go to waste. His tongue swirls and laps and sucks on your clit, and you feel your orgasm work your way up, so soon.

“Dekuu.” you whine.

“What’s my name?”

“Izuku.” you moan breathlessly.

“That’s it.” he purrs, licking up your sopping cunt and slowly pushing his fingers into your tight cunt, he can’t believe how tight you're squeezing around him, so desperately. The thought of your freaky side finally being revealed to him seems to turn him on, His dick hardening at the thought, He moves faster and faster, like a starved man, like you’re oxygen. This intense wave of pleasure makes you unable to lay still as you writhe and squirm chanting out his name.

“Please, please, please Zuku.” His large hands grip onto your thighs, which seem to be getting in the way of his best work yet. He’s relentless and unforgiving as he works faster to please him to slow down. “Wait stop, m’gonna cummm.” You mewl out. He thinks the noises you make are cute, “Izu, Izu, Izuuuu shittt.” You feel the knot in your heated core tightening as you are seconds away from releasing everywhere. His fingers thrust into you and he shakes his head as his nose nuzzles into your clit, pressing deeper.

“YES FUCK YES!” you cry out loudly, your body shuddering and trembling and the pleasure ripples through your body, your orgasm taking control, and your juices spilling everywhere. You take a minute to recollect yourself, as you feel your cum trickle out of your warm pussy, all falling onto Deku’s face. He swipes some of it off his face with his fingers, places it in his mouth and swirls his tongue around his fingers savouring your taste.

“Shit you taste good. ” he says, staring down at you. The sound of a zipper being undone and the familiar jingle of a belt being kicked off the bed causes you to sit up. Deku rubs his dick up and down your pussy, watching it twitch from overstimulation. His eyes slowly rise from the filthy sight, unto your pleading eyes. “Can you take it? You ready for my dick princess?” He asks rubbing his top up and down your slick folds, awaiting your response. Too shy to respond you nod sheepishly, a faint blush dusting your cheeks. “Words princess words. Tell me what you want from me.”

“Want you fill me up with you dick.”

“You sure.”

His question seems to stump because all of a sudden you're not that sure. You sit up properly to observe his dick. His tip is furiously red, leaking with precum. He was pretty girthy, definitely enough to stretch you out. His take takes a slight curve to the left and it’s lined with veins from his base to the top.

“You’re big.” You mumble, staring at his dick that you seemed to be salivating over.

“Do you think we can make it fit princess?” He asks, One large hand gripping unto your hip as you sink back down into the bed. “You bite your lip in contemplation and nod slowly. “ I need you to be sure about this Y/N.”

“I want you deep in me Izuku.” You confess and with that his teasing tip begins to make an entrance in your pussy, pressing itself further in. His eyes train on your face and how it contorts as he pushes himself in. “Tell me when to go.”

“Keep going slowly.”

His dick slowly reaches further and further inside your walls, till soon you're ready. He doesn't hesitate as he rocks his hips, creating a steady rhythm. And it feels good, it all feels so damn good as he slides in and out of your aching pussy. “MHm Faster please faster.” You moan out. Deku heeds your instructions and begins rocking his hips, his tip brushing against your G-spot causing to briefly go over the edge every time. “Who knew you were dirty like this Y/N.” he says, thrusting in an out of you, watching your body bounce with every move. Your breasts hypnotisingly bouncing around making Deku speed up lightly just to watch your tits bounce faster. “ Look at you, going crazy over dick, is this how you really are?” He asks and by now he's pummeling in and out of your relentlessly. You scream out his name and claw on his back and he leans forward to fondle with your breasts.

“Fuck it feels so good don’t stop.”

“Ill have to if you keep squeezing me like that.” Your repetitive moans seem to send Deku over the edge. the thrusts stop and you feel hands underneath you pick you up to flip you over, laying you on your stomach. His hand pushes your head down dn you insitively put your ass up high in the hand, shaking it needily. Deku first slaps his tip along your pussy before giving a harsh slap t your ass, watching as it begins to tune red. His palms grip the flash of your ass like his life depended on it. Gripping it and using it to pummel into you. Your moans were muffled as he drilled you into the bed. Tears spill out your eyes from the immense pleasure.

“MM’GONNA COMEEEE.” you cry out.

“Aww can my baby not take it anymore.” he coos in your year, going even faster than before. “Please, please, please please.” you chant.

“Can you hold out until I tell you to come?” he asks, his grunts and groans mixing with your whimpers and moans, but the only way you can respond is in a string of curses.

Deku begins to pummel in and out of you at inhumane speed, you genuinely find it difficult to hold yourself up and he drives you deeper into the mattress, mind’s cloudy and fogged up, and the only thing going on is your cock drunk smile. “I'm coming princess, you wanna come with me?” he asks.

“YES!” You cry out.

“Come f’me baby, I want your pretty come allll over my dick.” The knot in your stomach breaks and your eyes screw shut, toes curling in ecstasy that washes over you like the big tides in the ocean. Your body immediately goes limp and your pussy oozes out your cum. Deku picks you up by your arms and finishes off with a few lazy thrusts, before placing you on the bed again.

You can't believe you've just fucked your best friend. You can’t believe you fucked Spiderman.

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you're welcome

[gglitch1dd]

After the Rain Pt1

Alpha Midoriya Izuku X Omega Reader

Context: It rained for over a week straight... and nothing was the same after that. With quirks gone, power gone and no structural order, who knows if your pack has what it takes to live on.

PLEASE NOTE: I HAVE ALREADY FINISHED THIS STORY. It's been posted on AO3 for MONTHS. I'm just posting it onto here as well.

Warning: OMEGAVERSE, children, dilf Izuku, SMUT, NSFW, Knotting, Glitch1d making Katsuki the most hateable character alive.

It had rained nonstop for a week.

Consistent worldwide thundershowers that had lasted longer than meteorologists had expected. Due to the intensity and the sheer amount of it, schools were cancelled, most people had to work from home and the railways had stopped for the time being as well. Everything was almost put on a standstill, all because of the rain.

The green haired Alpha shook his head as he stepped back into his home. Completely drenched from head to toe from the rain that fell hard outside. He was glad to finally be home, the house’s internal heating made him feel much better. Midoriya moved to grab the towel you had placed on the coat rack, moving it to dry his hair as he slipped off his shoes. He shivered, uncomfortable with the feeling of wet socks. Nothing was worse than wet socks. He grabbed a pair of the fluffy ones that you had kept at the entrance just for him. Swapping into the new pair of socks and home slippers, he moved deeper into the entrance hall but stopped at the sound of padded feet as his son ran over to him.

A little green haired pup, not older than five years old, came into view into the hallway. Toshinori ran over to his sire, wide sparkly emerald eyes looking up at him. “Daddy!” He whisper shouted up at the tall Alpha. He would have hugged him but then he remembered what his father had told him the previous day when he came back from work and how he could get hugs once his sire was nice and dry.

Midoriya chuckled as he bent down to Toshinori’s height. The little five-year-old pup was in sweatpants and a green hoodie. He would have hugged him but considering how wet his hero costume was, he thought against it. “Hey there little sprout. Why are we whispering?” He asked him with a whisper shout back.  

The little pup put a small hand to his mouth as he leaned forward closer to his father. “Dammy is talking to the news man.” He explained softly.

It took Midoriya a second before he let out a low chuckle as he dropped his head. He had forgotten that you had an interview with the press this evening before the seven o’clock news. He smiled as he stood up, offering his hand to his son. Toshinori’s small soft hand grabbed onto his finger as the two of them headed over to your dining table. You sat there with your laptop in front of you, that for-the-camera smile on your face as you laughed at something the presenter had said.

Midoriya glanced into the sitting room to notice a mini nest with three other pack pups watching the news with your face next to the presenter who was asking you questions. Midoriya motioned for his son to go sit with his friends. With a firm nod, Toshinori left, allowing Midoriya to walk over to you.

“Pack A has just been trying to survive this just like everybody else,” You spoke as you sat up in your chair. You were dressed warmly and comfortable. Sitting across from you was Denki who was playing your man in the chair for the time being. The blond Omega looked up at the sight of Midoriya, who gave him a wave as he slowly approached you, who was still unsuspecting of his presence. “Just trying to stay warm and stay safe. Safety is a big thing right now, which is why we are trying to encourage people to-”

“Stay in doors.” You turned your head back as two hands went to your shoulders as Midoriya moved to crouch beside you. Your eyes widened at the sight of your Alpha being home but you smiled.

“ProHero Deku.” The presenter said clearly just as shocked as you were for your husband to come on the air with you. “Good evening, it’s great to see you. Straight off of the streets, I see.” It was obvious he was straight off patrol, him still being in his hero uniform and his hair being a darker green due to the rain.

Midoriya let out an amused chuckle as he nodded. “It’s good to see you too, Johnny, and yes I am. As my beautiful Omega has said, safety should be everyone’s priority right now. There has been flood warnings the last couple of days so it is better to stay inside. Roads are dangerous and there have been reports of flooding already of low-lying areas. Any and all emergency needs or requirements can be logged into your friendly neighbourhood ProHero agency’s app and there should be a hero heading near you as quickly as possible, with the rain in mind.” You watched him as he spoke always so professionally and yet with an air of confidence as if he knew everything would be alright. He was always so calming that way. He turned to look at you, a gentle smile on his face at the sight of your eyes on him. “Sorry I’m leaving a mess in the house, love.” He apologised, a hand rubbing your neck languidely as a sign of apology.

You smiled and shrugged it off. You reached up to his face, moving some curls away from his eyes and back. “It’s fine, I’ll get it. You, Mr Alpha, should go take a shower before you catch a cold.” You told him with a pointed look, knowing how you would have to nurse him back to health and tear him away from his work in order to do so.

He nodded and placed a kiss to your mating mark, not minding the public display of affection. He stood up and gave a small wave to the camera. “Bye Johnny!” He waved before leaving the room to head upstairs.

You chuckled as you turned to look back at the laptop, a beaming look about you. It was the perfect image to send to the media. The perfectly happy couple, the Number One Hero and he’s supportive and happy Omega wife representing peace and safety. Exactly what the commission needed from the both of you right now. “What he said, Johnny.” You motioned to the direction in which your husband disappeared to.

“I couldn’t agree more. Thank you so much for your time, Mrs Midoriya. There you have it folks, from the Number One couple themselves. Stay warm, stay safe, stay dry.”

You carefully dried the dishes as your husband washed them. You watched as little pups moved around putting toys away or attempting to wipe clean the table. You had all just had dinner with the guests of two pack pups with your family of three (Denki having taken Haiden with him back home). Satomi waddled over to you, holding her finished bowl of curry-udon up to you. “I’m finished.” She let out with wide ruby eyes and a smile on her face. “Thank you.”

You chuckled as you put down the cup you had in your hands and threw the towel over your shoulder. You bent down and took the bowl from her. “Thank you, Satomi.” You let out appreciatively. You handed it over to your husband before moving to grab a kitchen paper towel and wipe her mouth clean. She closed her eyes as you carefully wiped her soft chubby cheeks, her never really losing that baby fat to her face. You made sure her hands were clean too, using another damp towel to wipe her hands clean. As you did so, the little pup let out a purr at being groomed and cleaned up, making you purr back in response. Once you were done, you gave her cheeks a little squeeze before throwing away the paper towel.

She followed after you as she watched you work with Midoriya in drying and putting away the dishes. Although Satomi wasn’t your pup, often than not she followed you like she was your shadow. You weren’t sure whether it was because she liked your company, you were her best friend’s mother or she just liked to do it, but you didn’t mind. She was the little daughter you didn’t have yet, so you treated her as such. She followed you around making sure not to get in the way as you moved around the kitchen.

Midoriya watched with an amused smile. He lifted up a clean plastic cup from the water before turning to Satomi. “You want to dry this and put it away for me, please?” He asked her.

Her ruby eyes widened in excitement in wanting to help. She nodded her head as she took the cup and walked over to you. You handed her the cloth to dry the cup, watching her stick her hand in the cup and try and make sure it was dry everywhere. Once she did that, she handed the cloth back to you. “Thank you.” She ran over to the cupboard with all the pup cutlery and put it where it belonged, stacking it with the others.

Right as you were about to continue to put away another one of the bowls, you heard the sliding door open. You and Midoriya both paused before leaning over to see Kirishima and Bakugou enter your home. Both wet from the rain, although Bakugou was heavily covered in a rain jacket making him look like an eskimo.

Kirishima shook his head, allowing water droplets to fall everywhere. Peaking into the hallway down to where Kirishima and Bakugou were, was Kane and Toshinori, the two boys peaking over the corner. Kane brightened up at the sight of his parents. “Dad! Poppa!” He let out excitedly as he raced over to them.

Bakugou pushed back his hood as the blond boy approached him. The blond boy reached up to him, making Bakugou swoop him up into his arms. “Deku!” He barked as he moved towards the kitchen. The blond Omega placed a kiss on Kane’s cheek making the pup chirp in happiness as he was carried along with his dam. “Why the hell are you encouraging the public to make stupid requests into the hero apps?”

Midoriya took his hands out of the water as you passed him the cloth you had. “Well good evening to you too, Kacchan.” Midoriya greeted sarcastically as he moved to fold his arms over his chest as he walked over to the blond-haired Omega. He leaned against the counter, keeping his distance from Bakugou. Toshinori walked over to stand with his sire, looking up at him inquisitively, holding onto his leg as the two chatted.

As the two of them started to bicker you noticed Satomi run over to her sire, her poofy dress moving with her. She reached up to him needily with a pup whine. Kirishima chuckled as he reached down and pulled her up into his warm large arms, despite the rain. He opened his jacket and slipped her into the pup carrier he was wearing underneath. She happily snuggled her face into his warm shirt. “Hello, princess.” He greeted, placing a kiss on her head. “Were you good for Aunty Y/N and Uncle Deku?”

She nodded her head of soft black hair, looking up at him. “Yes, Daddy.” She smiled, making the Alpha’s scent increase just from her smile. She leaned her head against him. “Missed you.” She rubbed her face trying to scent him back, making a loud rumble come from his chest

You walked over to them with a smile. “Evening Head Alpha,” You greeted with a bow of your head, remaining respectful to the leader of Pack A.

Kirishima, the handsome man he was, kept a hand on Satomi as he smiled at you, an undertone of something else that you were used to seeing in his eyes. It had never really truly left after third year of UA, not that you cared. He made his choice and that wasn’t you. “Y/N. I hope Satomi and Kane weren’t too much for you.”

You shook your head stepping forward. “Of course, not.” You put a hand to Satomi’s cheeks, pinching her little cheeks making her chirp. You smiled at the cute sound. “They were perfect. You know I don’t mind looking after the pups.”

He watched as his young little daughter smiled, happy at the attention she was receiving. “Yah…” He turned his attention back to you, ruby eyes looking at you intently, a gentle smile on his face. “That’s what makes you so perfect, huh?”

Perfect.

Once upon a time you were perfect and yet he still didn’t choose you. You swallowed down not at the question but at the pressure you felt behind you. You could feel your Alpha’s eyes on you. You stepped back dropping your hand from Satomi. Toshinori ran over to you from his father, looking up at you as he stepped forward to wrap his arms around your leg, positioning himself in front of you. He glared up at Kirishima, always being his father’s little silent proxy. You chuckled putting a hand to his head, trying to ease the pup who didn’t even know why he was glaring at his Head Alpha. “Well, Izuku seems to think so.” You teased lightly with a giggle, making Kirishima’s smile tense as you turned to your Alpha who was staring at you. You always did turn to him.

“-shifts for tomorrow?”

Midoriya glanced back at Bakugou straightening up with a heavy breath. He scratched the back of his head. “It’s my day off luckily.” Midoriya revealed as he glanced between you and the blond Omega. Bakugo’s eyebrows furrowed as he noticed Midoriya’s eyes were on you rather than him. It irked him. He opened his mouth to speak. “Either way, we better put Toshinori to bed.” He spoke as he stepped forward looking over to his son who had his arms wrapped around one of your legs. He smiled as he motioned over to the five year old boy. “Toshi, come on bud, let’s get you to bed.” He spoke over to his son.

Toshinori looked to his father with wide eyes and a whine from his mouth. He frowned. “What? But I’m not sleepy.” He whined.

You put a hand to Toshinori’s head of curly unruly green hair, taking his attention. “Come on, Toshi. Listen to your father, okay?” You watch your son pout, but he nods his head understandingly as he moves over to his sire.

Bakugou walked over to you, pausing as he allowed for the quirkless green haired pup to walk past him. He watched with a critical red eye before flicking his gaze to you. Although quirkless, Midoriya Toshinori’s birth was one of great celebration in Japan. The Hero Commission had praised it as a borderline miracle especially when found out that Toshinori was quirkless. The boy, they called him. The son of the practical prince of Japan. Son of the Number One hero and future wielder of One for All and Symbol of Peace and Justice. Despite being just as quirkless as his father was years ago, Toshinori was praised for his short comings.

Bakugou could never understand how such a thing could be praised.

He adjusted Kane in his arms, moving to face you. “So Y/N, you wouldn’t mind taking care of them tomorrow, right?” He asked, a tense smile on his face with a pointed look. A smile that told you that he meant anything and everything mean about what he was about to say. “You haven’t been back on the job in a while so, you must be used to it.”

You knew it was a jab to you, you weren’t stupid. However, with the pups around, you would rather not argue and speak out on what he had just said to you. You forced a smile on your face. “Of course.” You let out softly. A large hand moves to the back of your neck. You feel your Alpha’s presence calm you as he moves to stand beside you, gently massaging your scent glands. Midoriya moved to stand behind you, a warning glare to Bakugou. You let out a breath but continued. “Satomi is still struggling with reading still but Kane seems fine. We can still work on that. Their kindergarten teacher, Miss T gave them some reading books to practice with till school starts again.”

Bakugou grinned. “Great, you do that.” He turned around, heading to the sliding door with Kane in his arms. “My son is so smart. Good job, Kane.” He praised as he ruffled the blond hair of his son, making Kane beam at the praise he got from his dam. Bakugou paused as he looked to Satomi. The small girl shrunk closer to her sire, a small look of apprehension as she brought her hands closer to her body at the harsh crimson glare. Bakugou’s gaze didn’t ease. “I thought you said you were practicing your reading, Satomi.”

“I…” Her voice was quiet as she looked away from her step-dam. “I… I am trying but-”

“Try harder.” He opened the sliding door, holding Kane tightly as they stepped outside into the rain.

Kirishima moved his jacket to hide a sad Satomi from the rain. He waved over to you guys in goodbye before leaving the house.

You sat in bed, doing some light reading as the rain was light against the window, surprising you mostly as it was the lightest it had been in days. The only light on in your bedroom was on your bedside table.

Midoriya entered your shared bedroom, closing the door behind him. You looked up at your Alpha who walked slowly towards you, long pyjama pants hung loosely on his hips. You smiled up at him, closing your book. “Asleep?” You asked.

He nodded as he moved to sit down on your side. “Yep. Took two stories but it worked.” He told you making you giggle. Toshinori had a way of coercing the both of you into doing almost anything and everything for him to sleep. You found him similar to his father in that way. You then noticed that Midoriya had his eyebrows furrowed and slight anger in his brows.

You set down your book and moved over to him. You placed a hand onto his shoulder looking at him with concern in your eyes. “My love? What troubles you?”

“Y/N… if I see Eijiro look at you like that again-” You started to giggle realising the reason behind his anger. He was angry but also so very green. Your Alpha gave you a pointed look. “Y/N, I’m serious.”

“I know, I know.” You giggled, making him just pout at your laughter. You let out a sigh as you leaned against his arm, closing your eyes as you allowed your body to soak in the heat he radiated. It was on such rainy days you loved to sit with your husband like this. “Izuku, I would never even entertain Kirishima Eijiro even if given the chance.” His eyebrows raised slightly as he watched you say that with your eyes closed in somewhat content as you held onto him. “He chose Katsuki to be his head Omega, not me. He is not my Alpha nor an Alpha I desire. I haven’t desired him in over a decade, Izuku. I don’t want him, nor could he make me want him. I’d much rather have…” Your hands moved up his arm as you leaned into him, wrapping your arms around Midoriya’s neck. “My deviously handsome…” Midoriya tried not to smile but failed as you placed a kiss to his jaw. “Strong, brave, big, intelligent- you know you are so intelligent Izuku, it’s a turn on watching you talk.” A chuckle rumbled out of his chest but he continued to rumble as you placed kisses on his face. You reached over and angled his face to look at you. You smiled. “I’d rather have my handsome Alpha, my husband, the sire of my pups and many more to come, Midoriya Izuku, over any man in the world.” You told him honestly with a smile on your face. You brushed your fingers on his face, looking at him like he was the only man in the world for you.

He smiled, moving a hand up the middle of your shirt before moving his large hand to wrap around your neck, thick large fingers holding you securely. Your eyes fluttered as you felt your stomach do a flip. Midoriya smirked, always knowing how to get your Omega weak for him. His thumb rubbed at your jaw as he felt a purr erupt from your chest. “My beautiful Tsubaki.” He praised. “I do not deserve you.”  He leaned down and placed a kiss to your lips. You allowed him to kiss you, letting out a breath as you did so. He always had a way of sucking all the breath from your lungs.

You let out a low moan against his lips as you pushed against him, wanting more of him, all of him against you. Midoriya easily moved his hand to your back, pulling you closer to him as he squeezed you tighter. You couldn’t help but wrap your arms around his neck. With just your bodies together, although clothed you could always feel the passion that burned for you within him. He groaned as he bit on your bottom lip. With a whimper you allowed him into your mouth, allowing him to dominate you with is tongue inside you. A rush of desire went down your spine knowing how this will turn out. Heated make out sessions always turned into him balls deep inside you.

You gasped as you moved back, your foreheads together as you breathed heavily. Midoriya let out another rumble as a hand moved up your thigh pushing up one of his oversized shirts that you wore, lightly. “May I?” He asked you with a heavy breath, asking your permission before pouncing on you.

You nodded, with a smirk. You pushed yourself backwards, falling back onto the pillows and blankets that were underneath you. You leaned back, pulling up the shirt you were wearing to reveal more of your body to him, bare and without any underwear. You spread your thighs for him, already showing how wet you were with just his kisses and hold on you. You looked up at him with a sultry look, pinching at your nipples. You gave a slight wiggle to your body trying to seduce the Alpha in front of you.

And seduced he was.

Midoriya didn’t hesitate to practically jump forward, mouth first into your sex. You giggled at his excitement but let out low moans as you felt him lick up your sticky cunt. He wrapped his arms around your legs, wanting to just bury himself in your sweetness. Midoriya was a simple Alpha who took pleasures in the simple things.

Licking his wife’s pussy was one of them.

He hummed at the taste, sticking his tongue inside you, feeling the way you squeeze him. You whined at the action but moved a hand down to thread through his green hair. You let out a pleasured hum as you allowed him to pleasure you, watching as he seemed to always find such enjoyment in your own pleasure.

Dark green eyes looked up at you, licking straight up your sex and flicking at your clit making you shiver. His lips wrapped around your clit sucking at the sensitive nub making you whine as you closed your eyes. It felt good to have your Alpha all to yourself like this. You hadn’t had sex in a few days and it had been killing you to be away from him physically like this. No Omega should be deprived of their Alpha. Of course, Midoriya was busy with hero work and Japan couldn’t save itself with ongoing floods and rains heavy enough to seep into houses, but it was a relief having him to yourself again.

You keened, just wanting him to force your knees to your shoulders and fuck into you already. He looked up at that desperate look in your eyes. He squeezed your thighs in reassurance as a chuckle erupted from his chest. He lifted his mouth off your clit but his fingers made their way inside you, giving you something bigger to stretch around.

“Be patient, Y/N.” The statement had you grumbling. He smirked as he moved his other hand over your exposed stomach over to your breasts.

You let out a low hum and purr as you felt a deep massage to your left breast. You smiled blissfully happy at the feeling of stimulation at your chest and to your sex. A low rumble left his chest at how happy and relaxed you looked. Midoriya always prioritised your happiness and comfortability, but most of all, he loved seeing you feel good at his hands. Whether it be something innocent or soft, or something more like this. It made him happy to know that as your Alpha he was doing right by you.

He admired your body, your body that he had watched silently through the years after UA and on the field, then as he courted you, then as you were married and the body that gave him his first pup. To be honest, it was the sexist you had ever looked in his eyes.

You opened your eyes as you squeezed around his fingers, feeling on the cusp of an orgasm. You looked up at him, deep green eyes stuck on your entire being, almost hypnotised by you as he stared down at you with more love than lust in his eyes. You felt a flush go over your face as you shuffled a bit. “What’s that for?” You asked softly.

Midoriya pulled out his fingers from inside you but moved to pull off his pants. He grabbed onto your thighs as he shuffled in front of you, positioning himself between your legs so that you wouldn’t move from your comfortable space on your pillow. He smiled. “You look beautiful, that’s all.”

You looked away from him, trying not to allow the butterflies that still fluttered in your tummy at the way he looked at you to start a hurricane. You felt like you didn’t hold a candle to him. He was still sculpted like a Greek statue, God having taken the time to perfectly outline the man he became. Large thick strong muscles with scattered scars showing how much he had done to protect this country. Not to mention the beautiful thick cock of his (which upon courting, you found out that that was the one place where he didn’t have freckles). 

You didn’t feel as fit or as gorgeous as you once were when you were still a hero, when you were still keeping in shape and running after villains every day. You had gained weight since motherhood and as much as you tried keeping in shape, it wasn’t the same.

“Omega…” You felt Midoriya’s fingers, slowly tilt your head to look up at him. A sincere look on his face as he looked down at you. His green jade eyes seemed to only have you in his vision. He slowly moved to pull off the shirt you still had bunched up and threw it to the side. “You’re beautiful.” He spoke genuinely. “The most beautiful person I’ve ever seen in my life. I told you that in third year and I’ll tell you that now and I’ll tell you that in fifty years time.” You closed your eyes, letting tears bead up at the corner of your eyes. You felt a soft kiss move down to your lips.

You kissed him back, wrapping your arms around his neck, holding onto him like he was the only thing that mattered to you right now. You separated from him with a gasp as you felt the head of his cock push into your plush folds. You turned your head into the crook of his neck with a whimper as he pushed inside of you, the stretch, even now, still felt so good. A rumble came out of your Alpha as he stayed on top of you, kissing your head gently as he pushed all the way in. A low groan followed out of his lips as he kept out whispers of sweet nothings into your ear.

You took a moment just to enjoy the feeling of the two of you slotted together. Alpha and Omega. Husband and wife. Together like this. It was something so primal, so deep in biology itself and yet it was something you were so addicted to. You let out a shaky breath but nodded your head, opening your eyes. Midoriya moved to look down at you. You nodded your head as you locked gazes. Slowly Midoriya moved one hand to hold onto your hips as he pulled back before pushing in forward again. A low moan left your lips as you relaxed in his old.

He moved methodically with you, a built-up pace that was perfect for you right now and the warm atmosphere you were in. Your scents floated around the both of you, sweet smell of slick and sex. You sucked in a breath every time you felt the head of his cock hit deep inside you. The feeling was perfect, almost dizzying.

Your breaths were heavy as you looked up at him. Your eyes filled with lust and adoration for the Alpha on top of you that was taking you. “Alpha,” You let out sweetly. “Harder.” Midoriya complied with a grunt, moving faster and harder within you. The grip he had on you was tight as he used your body to his leverage. Your eyes closed as a shiver ran your back. “Yes… yes, Izuku. Just like that.” You whimpered.

His large hands moved to grip onto your hips with bruising strength as he made work of now slapping you onto his cock, the lewd squelch of your cunt making his head spin. Your velvety soft walls were wrapped around him so snuggly that it made him hold back a groan. “Oh fuck.” He groaned as he focused on fucking into you.

His pace increased and soon you felt like you could barely breathe. In and out, rhythmically enough that you were sure you could create music with your bodies. You could feel him deep inside you, in places that only his cock could reach, and you couldn’t even feel that good by yourself if you tried. A cry stumbled out of your lips as your body jostled underneath him. You were in bliss as you tried chasing after that orgasm. You moved your body to meet his thrusts, loving the feeling of your sticky bodies together and the shape, of his cock inside you.

Your eyes rolled back as you felt a well-aimed thrust right near your cervix. “Alpha!” You gasped as you arched your back, lifting off the bed. He reached a large hand underneath you, to hold your back up. He growled as he felt you tighten around his cock. “Good Omega. Good fucking Omega, cum around my cock just like that.” He talked you through it as an orgasm wrecked through your body.

You were shivering in ecstasy, your eyes rolled back as your voice was lost to the waves of pleasure. He grinned as he fucked you through it, hard and fast. You gasped with a whine, your cunt spasming around his cock as you looked down at the place where the two of you were joined.

“Yah you like that don’t you?” He moved to tilt your head up to look at him, dark curls covering his face as dark emerald eyes were locked onto you with little to no consequence. “Answer me, you like it when I fuck into you like this? Yah?”

You nodded your head stupidly as you stared up at him, your mind empty with no thoughts other than the pleasure he was giving you and your bodies joined together. “Yah.”

A deep chuckle stumbled out of his chest as he kept you looking up at him. “You think you can make your Alpha cum, hm? Make me cum.”

Not being able to wait to please him, you slid off his cock and moved over onto your hands and knees. You bent down, your chest down to the sheets below you to present before him as he slid back into your warm moist cunt. A groan stumbled out of your Alpha’s lips, his eyes closed at the stimulating feeling of being inside you. You made quick work of moving your ass back to meet his pelvis, lewd slaps filling the room as you were so desperate to make him cum. A low rumble escaped his chest as he looked down at you as you fucked yourself onto his cock.

He moved his large hand to rest on your ass, a low rumble out of his chest. “Good Omega. You want my cum inside you, don’t you? You want it all in your womb, is that is? Is that why you’re whining like a little slut?” You couldn’t help but whine and beg for the cum that had given you your first pup already.

You could feel his knot growing as it got harder for you to push yourself up and down his length. You let out a struggled whimper as you tried. Midoriya let out a growl, he was growing restless as he gripped your ass hard and fucked into you like a fleshlight. You let out a shocked squeak before a moan tumbled out of your lips. He was reduced to low growls and grunts as he continued to pound into you erratically, his knot thickening and growing.

Finally, he thrusted his knot inside you, making you mewl in delight. A groan left your Alpha as he came inside you, making a shiver run down your back. Nothing was more delightful than feeling him cum inside you, filling you to the brim and keeping you satiated on his cock. You closed your eyes as you leaned back against him with a low purr, pushing his knot deeper inside you. Midoriya let out a low croon but massaged your lower back.

You felt him bend forward and kiss the nape of your neck, making you smile. You turned your head to meet his lips, kissing him back. Midoriya let out a pleasured hum as he moved his hands over to your slightly distended stomach, moving his hands up your body to pinch your nipples. You whined as you felt his mouth go to your scent glands, licking at your mark before biting. A yelp left your mouth but you also moaned, relaxing more against him as you felt one of his calloused fingers move down to your clit, the other massaging and groping your breast.

And in all this, you both didn’t notice that the rain was getting lighter.

-Glitch1d

[linahopeeeee]

Just The Tip

ღ Pairing: Midoriya Izuku x reader

ღ Summary: Izuku promises to just put the tip in

ღ Words: 600

ღ Notes: what is this? It probably sucks but I’m bored and high so I’ll give it to you guys anyway 😌

MDNI

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“please bunny? just the tip I promise, I just really need to feel you” your boyfriend Izuku begs. Your best friends Katsuki and Eijirou are having a housewarming party tonight to celebrate the house that they just bought together and the two of you are already late.

“cant you just wait till we get home later?” you question from your spot in the passenger seat, your checking to make sure your lip stick isn’t smudge.

“besides you always say just the tip” you start, lowering your voice to make yourself sound more like him “and its never just the tip” you finish.

“I know but it’ll really just be the tip this time, I’m so hard it hurts, you wouldn’t want me to be in pain all night would you?” he uses his best puppy dog eyes against you, bottom lip poked out into a pout.

“fine, you get five minutes and I swear if I see even a drop of cum on my dress you won’t be getting any for the next week” you warn him, already taking your seatbelt off and climbing into the backseat, a smirking Izuku following.

Your sliding your underwear down your legs and tossing them somewhere in the front as Izuku pushes his pants down his thighs, stroking himself a couple of times before he’s lining himself up at your entrance.

“fuck” he grunts as your tightness swallows him greedily, he smirks to himself at how wet you are for someone who didn’t even want to do this, but doesn’t comment on it. Instead he uses his thumb to collect some of your slick, bringing it up to your clit and rubbing precise circles, he only has five minutes to get you to cum and that’s a challenge he’s willing to accept.

“fuck z-zu” you stutter as the tip of his cock brushes against that spot deep inside your walls. Your hands get tangled in his curly green hair, as you pull him down, lips sucking roughly on his neck, a small hickey forming instantly.

“god you’re so tight” he groans as his lips find yours in a heated kiss. You’re so lost in the pleasure you don’t even care that he’s ruining the makeup it took you half an hour to perfect earlier, all you care about is the familiar tightening in your stomach, walls clenching around Izuku.

You can tell he’s close too, with the way his cock keeps twitching inside of you and his thrusts are getting sloppy.

“where do you want me to cum?” Izuku asks, lips against your neck, teeth softly grazing the exposed skin.

“i-inside” you moan when he brings his hand back down to flick at your clit, as he releases inside of you, painting your walls white.

After a quick mirror check to make sure you both look okay, your walking hand in hand to the door, smiling when Katsuki opens it up, he has an annoyed look on his face when he spots deku but breaks out into a grin when he notices the mark left on his neck.

“next time you have sex with your girlfriend in a car, you probably shouldn’t do it in someone driveway” Katsuki says with a chuckle, laughing harder when he sees the way Izuku’s cheeks and the tips of his ears turn red, before walking away.

Izuku stands embarrassed by the door for a couple of moments before walking the the direction Katsuki just went, happily greeting the rest of the party.

[yanderenightmare]

TW: NSFW, noncon/dubcon

fem reader

Thinking about massive beefcakes again...

Big, brawny warriors who're carved with both muscles and battle scars – who still have some blood on their hands they couldn't bother washing off before claiming their pretty little war prize.

Oh, but he's so gentle with you. No threats on his lips, just a smile as he lets his large hands do all the talking – that, and the bloody axe he left leaning against the wall of your humble hut. So big, you wouldn't even be able to carry it if you used both hands.

And speaking about needing to use both hands...

You straddle his lap while working his massive cock – trembling as you wrap your fingers around the base, one hand stacked on top of the other, fingertips curling around his shaft – unable to reach around it while rubbing over fat veins that pulse beneath your soft touch.

He coos at you – tells you you’re doing so, so good for him, how he’s going to reward you real soon – how he won't hurt you so long as you do what he wants.

Oh, and you're so scared – so very scared of those large scathed paws holding you steady at the hips as he rubs his thick manhood against your stomach – throbbing between your ribs – a good measurement for how far inside he would try to push. 

There’s just no way you can possibly cram all of that inside you, is there?

You hadn't even noticed you were crying. Fat tears slip from brimming in your eyes, sliding down your cheeks and splattering on the hair of his broad chest. 

He told you to breathe, and you realized you’d been holding it in. He told you to relax – but tears only kept falling when his hand reached under to cup your scared little sex – his calloused fingers a strange type of friction on the lips of your pussy, ticklish in a sense, sending energy splurging through your core. 

Oh, but ain't you just the sweetest little thing. “You’re so wet, baby~” He hummed, voice thick with heat as his finger slid playfully through the slick pooling from your slit.

You whimpered at his teasing, and he hushed you – cooing at you while his fat fingers started prepping your tight little hole for him with a thumb rubbing over your clit – still nothing harsh – just grazing the slit, letting your body know to prepare itself for him.

You almost wished he would just push you down, tower over you, and do it all swiftly – because you weren't sure just how much of this your poor heart could take. You heard its pitter-pattering in your head, felt it drum in your fingertips, in your toes, thumping where his hands were taunting your tender flesh – petting the silk as it wept for more.

You felt something curl – coil – wind like an adder in your gut along with butterflies. Soon, glossing his entire hand with arousal. 

You heard the chuckle as he filled you up with one of his digits – long and thick with muscle, bumpy at the knuckles as it eased inside you – swirling around your velvet walls, all wet and fluttering for him – then followed by another – still with his thumb drawing sweet circles into your swollen clit, making you clench around the two fingers tightly with an ever-so-sweet moan spilling from your lips.

He groaned at the sensitivity – the stimuli and response at his fingertips – how impressionable you were for him. So sweet and pliant – knowing you were but a sheep caught on wolf claws.

His eyes were heavy-lidded, a sloppy grin showing teeth as his lips brushed up your collar with wet praise – his tongue hot as he licked up your throat with warm breath ever so very intimately – puffing like a hound as he bit your earlobe playfully, letting you know with thick rust, “I think you’re ready to take me.”

Oh, how he loved the way you tensed – knowing he had you completely in his palm – hooked right on his fingers – and soon on his cock.

BNHA – Bakugou, Deku, Kirishima, Enji, AFO, All Might, Mirio

JJK – Sukuna, Toji, Kenjaku

DS – Doma

HxH – Uvogin

[dekus-fellow-crybaby]

Crybabies

Pairings: Katsuki Bakugo x Fem!reader x Izuku Midoriya

Summary: Bakugo gets his two favorite crybabies on their knees for him.

Warnings: NSFW. 18+ only. Minors DNI. Aged-up Characters, threesome (mmf), dacryphilia, vaginal sex, anal sex, oral sex (m and f receiving), Katsuki Bakugo x Fem!reader established relationship, polyamory, slight dom/sub dynamics, spitting, brat-tamer!Bakugo, name calling/pet names (babydoll, babygirl, brat, nerd), slight degradation, slight praise, slight asphyxiation, rimming, overstimulation(?), short one-shot, let me know if I forget anything, and enjoy! Please remember to reblog so I continue to have the motivation to post these 🙏🏼😁

Word Count: 700

"Cute, isn't she?" Katsuki questioned lowly in Izuku's ear. Izuku flinched at the sound of his voice coming behind him, and the green-haired boy jumped, flushing like he'd just been caught red-handed...which he had been, essentially. He'd been caught staring at you, someone who wasn't his to stare at.

You were Katuski's.

Izuku only stammered, uttered false denial. A quirk-heated hand landed heavily on his shoulder, stalling his stuttering. Izuku fell silent and stared skeptically at the smirk on Katsuki's face. He looked back at you, eyes twinkling at the smile on your face. "She's so pretty when she smiles. One of the best views in the world."

"Kacchan, I didn't-"

"One of the best views." Katsuki leaned in close, his front pressing into Izuku's back, their cheeks barely brushed as hot breath fanned his skin, and a whisper tickled his ear. "But I really prefer it when she's crying." The chill that shot up Izuku's spine riddled goosebumps over his entire body, his chest heaved and his eyes lidded. Katsuki put such a nice image in his head. He could practically taste the salty substance off your skin as he pictured your adorable cheeks splotchy and wet, bulging with a cock in your mouth.

Yeah, he'd like to see you crying, too.

Funnily enough, Katsuki was picturing Izuku in that exact same position. That thought alone prompted the question, "Wanna see?" to tumble out of Katsuki's lips. Which was how the three of you ended up in such a situation.

Izuku has always loved your smile, but Kacchan was right, you were breathtaking while you were crying and on your knees. But so was Izuku. And Katsuki had the best view of all. You and Izuku both looked so, so pretty on your knees just for him, his cock being sucked and kitten-licked by his two favorite crybabies. Oh, he could get used to watching you both making out with his fat dick between your lips. It was addicting. And who knew that Deku had such a magical tongue? Or that those rough scars littering his thick hands would feel so good while rolling his heavy balls.

"I think that Deku has earned a treat," he said, his fingers tangled in your hair, tugging you off of him. Your mouth reluctantly released his cock but not without a defiant whine tumbling out of your lips. Katsuki chuckled. "Don't worry, little brat, your slutty mouth will be filled up soon enough. But I'm not really sure you deserve it with this kind of attitude. What do you think, nerd? Does she deserve to choke on your dick?"

Deku hummed on his cock, the vibrations sent tremors through Katsuki's body, his thighs flexing. Katsuki ran his fingers through his green curls, gently eased him off. Deku gasped, his tears shining alongside his spit. "Hmm? What's your answer?"

"Please, Kacchan!" He practically whined. "She'll be such a good girl! She'll earn it!" If Katsuki thought that his tears were beautiful, then his wrecked voice begging Katsuki so sweetly was ethereal.

"Such good manners, Deku!" He petted Izuku's head which the green-haired man nuzzled into. His fingers tightened in your hair and you whined. "Didn't even have to teach him. You could learn from Deku, babydoll." When you rolled your eyes playfully, Katsuki's fingertips were instantly sinking into your cheeks, pouting out your lips, your mouth puckered.

"C'mon, now, little brat. Don't go making a liar outta Deku when he just said that you deserved a prize. You gonna behave like he said you would?" Your squished face could barely move enough to nod in his grip. His fingers dug deeper, opening your mouth a little wider before his saliva coated your tongue. He was a bit more gentle as he made his next command: "Don't swallow." You nodded in understanding as he nudged your body down. You're laid out on your stomach between Izuku's spread knees. His chest heaved at the sight. Your tongue let Katsuki's spit trail off and drip onto Izuku's angry, red mushroom head. He shivered and jerked at the feeling, fresh tears sprung from his eyes as he moaned out.

"Shit, love how vocal you are," Katsuki groaned. Izuku looked up at Katsuki with his big, glassy eyes, his shiny, swollen lips turned up in a wobbly smile. Kacchan's hand pushed back his messy emerald curls, he wanted a better view of his glistening eyes that fluttered as you started to trail kitten licks down his shaft. The gasp that rippled tremors through his body had both you and Katsuki moaning at the sound.

"Get him ready for me, baby girl," Kacchan said, which caught both of his pretty little crybabies off guard. After a moment of hesitation, you grasped the intentions of his words and you got to work while your tongue trailed further down. That had Deku reeling: his hips jerked, his back arched, his head had thrown back as you licked at his puckered hole. If only Katsuki had a camera.

The sight alone was too much that when the breathy whines left Izuku’s lips, Katsuki couldn’t take it anymore and harshly gripped the back of Izuku’s head, pushes his hot, wet mouth down onto his cock so he could release deep in his throat with a grunt after a few thrusts. Izuku couldn’t breath with his nose pressed into Katsuki’s bush at the base of his cock, but he didn’t care to either. He was high off the asphyxiation, the lightheadedness only worsened when your fingers wrapped tightly around his cock again, while your little tongue poked so sweetly into him. His cum shot out without warning and splattered over your face and his stomach. You scooped a bit of the cum off your face and fingered it into the hole you’d been working before using the rest to swirl over your swollen little clit, moaning while you wrapped your lips around his sensitive cock head again.

When his balls were finally drained and his breathing slowed Katsuki couldn’t help but twitch at the sight before him. He chuckled at the red that coated Izuku’s face down to his chest. He couldn’t tell if it was post-orgasmic glow or the asphyxiation setting in over Deku’s face, but it had him hard again in seconds. He let Izuku off of himself with a pop and Deku fell to lay on his back against the carpeted floor. His entire body twitched and slumped again and again as he weakly pushed at you who still sucked at his spent cock.

Katsuki wasn’t a very patient guy. Nor was he a very forgiving guy. So when the opportunity arose, he took it. That included payback for the nerd staring at his girl. Deku might’ve earned himself a spot in his relationship, and it might have worked out in the best situation for Katsuki, but that damn nerd still gaped at what was his. Kacchan was a cruel man at times, this being one of them as he let you keep working the poor overstimulated man to the point of going stupid. He didn’t allow you to let up until Izuku was cumming down your throat before he dragged you off. You were pushed onto your back, your body held down by the thick hand against your sternum. At the same time, Katsuki was busy manipulating Izuku’s body onto his hands and knees, his mouth instantly being pressed into your neglected bundle of nerves.

Deku wasn’t getting a break. But he didn’t seem to mind as his tongue made lazy work of circling your clit and running the tip of the muscle up and down your slit. Katsuki came up behind him, a finger prodded at the spit-slicked hole, which sent Izuku retreating in surprise, pushing more into your cunt. Kacchan chuckled before pressing two of his fingers into the other man’s tight hole, groaning at the resistance from his digits entering the ring of muscle. And suddenly Deku found his energy again as he pushed back against the fingers, his tongue worked faster. Katsuki tapped the fat head of his dick onto Izuku’s entrance a couple times before his fingers sunk into the meat of the cheeks and spread him open, his dick finally sinking slowly into the tight cavity he’d been dreaming about. The sound that was ripped from Izuku's lips reverberated through your sensitive cunt, causing your back to arch into his mouth. Katsuki's hips snapped against Izuku's slowly, and he grunted at the grip around him.

After a few deep strokes, Kacchan's hand reached out and wrapped his hand around Deku's throat, pulled his back flush against his chest, and fastened his pace. The room filled with loud, lewd squelching, skin slapping, and near-screams that echoed off the walls. As Katsuki pounded into his body, the blonde grasped his dick in his hand, and tugged at him firmly, and lips messily peppered open-mouthed kisses over his jaw and neck. You couldn't help but groan at the steamy sight, your fingers circled around your swollen clit.

"Look at her," Katsuki whispered hotly into his ear, it sent a shiver down Izuku's spine. His lidded eyes fell onto you, and his mouth ran dry at the sight. "She's been waiting for this, y'know. Wanted your cock, wanted to share you with me..." A groan rumbled in his chest as he listened and watched you writhe and gasp in front of them while your fingers worked quickly over your little bundle of nerves. Izuku couldn't take it anymore and leaned forward, dragged you closer by your thighs, and lined himself up with your slit as Katsuki kept pounding away at him. The moment the two of you connected, your eyes sprung with tears. Fuck, what a pretty sight. Both men had that same thought while they stared at you getting split in half on the thick cock. "Make her cry, Deku." Their hips picked up their pace: Katsuki's hips rocking into Izuku's while Izuku smashed into you and your hips bucked up to meet Izuku's. Moans and whines and whimpers bounced off the walls, and it brought the three of you closer and closer to your collective release. You were the first to fall apart when your boyfriend reached past Izuku to circle his thumb over your little button. The grip your weepy cunt had on Deku sent him over the edge, and he threw his head back onto Kacchan's shoulder while his ass was being pumped into. The sight, the sounds, the tears falling from both of your eyes finally caused the blonde to fill the green-haired hero's hole with his cum.

Yeah, there was no way Katsuki was ever going to let go of his two favorite crybabies.

[ofmermaidstories]

Katsuki’s been dreaming about you.

At first, it’s in fragments. Stuff he doesn’t remember after waking up, or can otherwise shrug off as a product of his brain, cartwheeling around with the day’s information. It’s your face, frowning in concentration, or you saying something disjointed from the rest of the conversation (No, you tell him, faintly annoyed. Of course I bought it.). It’s you squinting into the sun, the broad daylight. It’s your leg, hot and wet and sparkling with pool water, as Katsuki palms your calf. A dozen tiny moments of you, slipped between Izuku grinning with All Might’s face, his eyes glowing green, or Iida clopping through the landscape, half horse.

It’s—whatever, Katsuki thinks. Maybe he just saw your dumbass face somewhere—wide-eyed, moony, watching him warily—and his brain latched on to it, desperate for some normalcy among Best Jeanist with long golden hair like a cape, or Katsuki’s mother, crying over him, his heart in a box.

But most of the shitty extras in his dreams don’t repeat. Not like you. Katsuki wakes up in the coolness of the twilight world before dawn, breathing hard as his heart thumps in fear, the last thing he can remember from his dream being you, whispering his name and prickling his skin like he can feel your breath on his shoulder and—

It’s just him, in his wide bed. Him in the blue world before his alarm.

Katsuki shudders, eyes squeezed tight, and has to admit to himself: maybe shit was weirder than he thought.

For a while, things don’t change. The heat of his nightmares (the smoke, the ground underneath his feet tilting as UA poises precariously in the air, over the country) stays the same. His stupider dreams stay the same. The ones that feed his guilt (Izuku, four years old, chubby hand held out; Edgeshot, his eyes crinkling above his mask as he balanced his tea against his leg, the group being debriefed before battle) stay the same. You slip in like a comma, a pause, the back of your head haloed by the latelight as you’re passing by a civilian begging for Dynamight to save them. You, your lips parted around the words you can’t say before Kirishima is there, throwing his arm around Katsuki’s shoulder and talking about how they’ll be late for a school dance that never happened.

Maybe it’s a fucking Quirk, Katsuki thinks, gritting his teeth at the idea of some bastard getting a hit in, unchecked. But when the doctor shrugs at him, Katsuki slouching in the stiff chair, and says, “you’re all clear, Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight, sir. There’s nothing in your system—”

Well, the blond thinks, mouth tightening. Then there was a fucking problem.

Maybe he’s been givin’ it too much damn attention. Katsuki resolves to ignore it, throwing himself into the investigation at hand—some bastard, turning people into living mannequins—and for a while, it works. His dreams are filled with nonsense from work, from patrol, from the insecurities he left behind at seventeen—and then you return, the breath between words, the hyphen between thoughts.

You’re walking ahead of him, Katsuki too aware of his hands balled into his pockets, your jacket long and bright against the city night, the glitter of Tokyo Tower ahead of you both. You’re laughing at something Denki is saying, ugly and breathless and on the verge of tears, Katsuki’s chest tight with it. You’re hesitating, your legs curling against his sheets as you stare up at him, his heart thumping with the pulse he sees jump in your throat.

It’s making him more vicious. He spars with Denki and nearly burns a idiot-shaped hole into the concrete floor of the training room. Out on the scene with Deku, Katsuki jumps into the fight first, causing the nerd to shout after him, startled at the deviation of the plan.

“You’re scaring everyone,” Shouto tells him, breaking the silence as they strip from their Hero gear. Katsuki stills, coiled and deadly but Shouto is unperturbed, buttoning his shirt. “Izuku’s worried. Denki’s been threatening to make a formal request to Support for a panic button. What’s happened?”

“Nothin’s fucking happened, Icyhot,” Katsuki says, scowling. But his hand tightens on his hoodie as he says it, and for all the moron’s obliviousness, Shouto is eagle-eyed when it comes to the tremor in his friends.

“What’s happened?” He repeats, the faint steel of insistence in his voice and Katsuki tsks, before conceding.

“Been having shit dreams is all,” he says, frowning unhappily.

Shouto frowns in answer, pulling a sweatshirt over his head. “Nightmares?” He asks, reasonably.

Nightmares. Katsuki’s jaw tightens, thinking of the latest dream—you, damp and flushed underneath him, gasping against his mouth as you share the same hot breath, his hand curling against your neck, so, so afraid.

“Yeah,” he says, quieter. “Something like that.”

[satoruyes]

Naivety | pro-hero deku x gn reader

| sypnopsis: naive bimbo-ish little y/n who was convinced by pro-hero deku that he can pass off “one for all” to them if they just swallow some of his cum!!

| tw: nsfw, dub-con, oral(m!), spit, rough, corruption

“so yeah, thats how i got my quirk sweetheart.” izuku gloats. “woah! you were quirkless just like me?” you gape in amazement. he rests a hand on your shoulder then nods. you admire his built muscles as they flex. “yep, 'nd all i had to do was consume a bit of all mights dna.” he leans back against your couch.

“sweet, so all id have to is consume some of yours?” you ask as your brows to furrow in curiosity. izuku confirms your question and smiles at you. the older pro-hero has been using this trick for years.

“ok.. fair enough, too bad you’re gonna have to lose a bit of hair because of me,” you giggle. izuku face contorts into fake confusion, “my hair? no sweetheart, you’re going to be getting it a completely different way.”

———

izuku has you on your knees. the back of your head flat against the wall while he holds your hands up above your head with one of his own.

“nope- no, no dont fight it, just take it. c'mon you can do it. you wanna be a hero right?” he teases as he rhythmically thrusts in and out of your mouth; going balls deep each time he does.

you start to struggle out of instinct as he harshly fucks your face, barely getting gasps of air. you try to get out of the vise grip he has on your wrists to no avail. he takes notice in your overly watery eyes and pulls out merely for a second, kneeling down to your level.

you gasp for air like it’s your last, spit dripping down to your breast. “you want to be a hero bad huh?” you look up into his eyes and loudly gasp for air. with his free hand he smacks you, “can’t fucking talk hm? i’ll give you a reason to not talk.”

he stands back to his feet and you panic, unaware this is what you were in store for when he offered a slither of his power to you. “wait! 'zuku wait!” you yelp in desperation. “what baby,” he coos, letting go of your wrist then grabbing your chin. forcing you to look up at him.

“please, can- can i have a break,” you cough out. he pauses for a second — admiring your messy appearance. the way your hair messily frames your wet face. the way your spit made its way over your face - dripping down your chin.

“but how else are you gonna get your powers? gotta make me cum sweetie.” he remarks condescendingly.

“w- what if you fucked me instead?”

wip

[sugarlywhispers]

Yk that lava girl fix you made? I thought about how she can cover herself in lava..what if rain and water hurt her?

During fighting a super evil villain with bakugou (they're married) he starts speeding out rain and it injured her badly turning parts of her skin that was touched into sort of obsidian?

✨️these are really good questions that made me think of them for a few days so i could imagine the actual answers~

This is mostly what I took as inspiration for Y/N in this drabble:

Her body elevates in temperature to the point were you can see the lava running through her body, and her hair becomes complete lava, long locks or stings of lava she can use as weapon to capture things or villains (if the villain is something like those monsters of metal–she is not that heartless to burn people alive, even if they are villains).

Because she is basivally lava, the general answer is yes, Y/N can't fight in her lava form when it's raining. It actually hurts when her body transforms into obsidian–which is hard rock. I imagine that she becomes really good at fighting in her normal-human body so when this type of weather comes, she actually doesn't need to use her lava–if it's not for forming some kind of refugee or it's actually useful to help other heroes and civilians. She just stays on the helping civilians and rescue team during that kind of weather.

But I also imagined the first time Bakugou saw Y/N become obsidian because a villain threw water at her. He almost lost it when he heard your painful scream as you suddenly became rock. Like a statue, figure laying on the floor, hugging yourself in fetal position because of the pain. And nothing but simple rock.

He saw red. He went on a rampage, vengeance mode, so ready to tear and break and kill, that Deku and Red Riot had to interfere.

The villain was sent to the hospital, with custody of course. And Dynamight... he fell to his knees by your side, tears streaming down his face, body trembling with adrenaline and pain. You have told him water was your weakness, but he had never imagined it to this point. He didn't know it could kill you. He could have been more conscious, more careful of what villains crossed your path. He could have done so many things. He could–

The rock that surrounds you starts to break, the sound making everyone at the scene gasp as it moves. Bakugou doesn't understand what's happening...until it finally breaks completely and you emerge, taking a deep, long breath, in your normal form.

He watches you with big, wet eyes, almost not believing what he's seeing, as you say, "Fuck! Well that fucking hurt..."

People around start to clap and laugh because you're so... you.

And Bakugou feels... like he can breathe again. Like all that pain he felt seconds ago just dissipates in the air like the smoke that came from the rock breaking and making you born again, like a Phoenix rebirth from its ashes, so beautiful and so majestic.

He looks down and sobs, which immediately alerts the rest of the heroes and they start to pull everybody away from the scene.

"Oh, baby, I'm okay..." your arms surround his neck and he instantly reacts, hugging you back and hidding his face in your chest and neck.

Least to say, that image, Dynamight kneeling on the ground crying, with his wife comforting him, were the talk of the month. And what actually gave him the stop of Number One Pro Hero on the list for almost six months, until Deku beat him again with some other bullshit he did. But at this point, no one is concerned about the spots on that list. Dynamight and Deku go up and down between the first and second place all the time.

That is, until Y/N finally gets her breakthrough and wins first place for almost 5 years in a row.

And Bakugou can't shup up about how awesome his wife is.

[theloveinc]

There's a lot of validity in the idea that older Bakugo is a traumatized pro-hero with major PTSD... but you know what's kinda fucked up to think about? The fact that Bakugo is also a 22-year-old pro-hero with major PTSD even before that, too.

It's almost easy to imagine that things are actually better when he's older (the therapy finally a routine, the trauma long set and on the path to being healed)... and that it's his whole 20s that are spent as a pool of disaster trying to recover from the war(s).

He looks back and barely even remembers being twenty, much less twenty-five or twenty-seven. Barely remembers how little he slept, not at the hands of trying to balance hero work and getting a degree at the same time, but just out of the pure insomnia that came from trying to move on and every nightmare attached.

Hardly ever showering, never shaving (not that he ever grew much of a beard, but the facial hair was definitely there. There's pictures of him on the news with an awkward, grown out haircut and patches on facial hair that make him look positively... immature), barely even eating more than a few protein bars or an energy jelly drink-a day. It's a blur, and his friends are hardly there to pick him up out of it because they're all going through it, too. Somewhat.

It's definitely weird if you meet him during this period. He's not all there, at least, not all of the time. He doesn't really register your interactions, the friendship you extend to him (a younger, or ever older, version of him would've shown you that deep seeded ferocity in response, tried to bite the hand that fed him, even if it were love... but 20s Bakugo... doesn't seem to notice). Even though only one of his eyes is clouded over, the good one never seems to brighten up.

There's definitely moments when the old him shines through: when he's with Deku, when he's in the midst of battle, when he finds out that Todoroki still does a shitty job at chopping scallions. But it's a long time before he's even close to the same, able to step out from underneath the fog of simply surviving and into the sunshine of recovering.

But I think sticking through it with him is worth it.

(It's a weird moment, a happy moment, the first time you realize that Bakugo has changed. That the pouring rain outside hasn't bothered him since he showed up at your apartment. He forgot his umbrella, he's been quite careless ever since the war—wet and shaggy hair frizzed up, cheeks red from cold—but he doesn't seem to mind, with his bare feet up on your coffee table, his eyes gazing out the window. You hand his tea, and instead of gulping it down in one go, letting it burn in his throat, he winces at the heat.

"Tastes like shit," he says, and you laugh because it always does. Just this time, he noticed.)