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slut4sugu · 7 months

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I DONT BITE! — EJIROU KIRISHIMA X FEM!BLACK READER

ʚ 🍓ɞ summary: you were having thoughts about going a bit further in your relationship with Kirishima, who got a cute little surprise later on for being such a good boyfriend <33 ʚ 🍓ɞ including + warnings: modern!au, aged!up characters, kiri is a sweetheart, reader is shy but secretly a freak, thigh riding, makeout session, kinda vanilla at first, blowjobs, somnophilla

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YOU SAT COMFORTABLY NEXT TO EJIROU ON YOUR COUCH AS A CRIME SHOW DIMLY LIT YOUR LIVING ROOM; your parents would have never allowed a boy over, let alone for him to sit so close for his hand to be on your waist. Though as they were away on a cruise you were able to sneak him over for as long as you wanted to without worrying about getting caught. Though the thought of being completely alone with your sweet boyfriend made you feel a little nervous yet curious? You and Kiri have been together for a couple months and have made out various times but the feeling of his big calloused hand rubbing your side up and down comfortingly, and the faint smell of his cologne wafting through your nose was starting to get to you. You tried to tune out your not so innocent thoughts by mindlessly watching tv, but it had been a week since you touched yourself and every glance at your hunk of a boyfriend had your mind racing with dirty thoughts.

You pressed your thighs tighter subconsciously, as you tried to not let your eyes dart down at his great sweatpants. Noticing this kiri dediced to tease you with a random kiss to the cheek. Snapping you out of your thoughts, “You were dazed out for a second there babe, whatcha thinking about?” His flirty voice always managed to drive you up the wall, alongside his cute sharp teeth that would show every time he smiled at you. You told him that you were daydreaming but he didn’t buy it, your mouth was saying one thing but your body was very clearly saying you wanted something. You let out a sigh before revealing the truth, “You know how we always make out but never go the full way? I was thinking about doing something..with you.” It’s amazing how adorable you could be without even realizing it, a soft smile tugged at the redheads lips. “Is that why you kept squirming so much baby?” Kiri held in a chuckle as he saw your gaze drop to the floor, “Maybe.” You muttered as you fiddles with the string of your shorts, the heat between your legs growing more needy by the second. “Cmere baby.” He patted his lap for you to come sit on, hesitantly you did. Your your legs now on either side of his thighs, and your hands on his shoulders.

As you sat on his lap, kiri could see your nipples through your thin v necked shirt and the crease of your breasts from the top of your shirt. Your pretty brown doe eyes were just the cherry on top, they looked at him with such love yet shyness it made him want to ruin you. “Have you been wanting to do something with me for a while now?” One of his big hands snuck up your sides and rested on your waist while the other went up further going under your shirt higher and higher. You shyly nodded yes, eyes flickering to his lips briefly then back up to his red ones. “Can I kiss you kiri?” Your sweet voice was music to his ears, who was he to deny such a pretty thing like you? Kissing those plump soft lips was heaven every time, and hearing your cute moans was a added bonus. He could never say no to you. “You don’t have to ask yknow you can just kiss me.” You muttered a soft ‘okay’ before cupping his cheek and pressing a kiss to his lips, your heart fluttering in your chest as he kissed you back.

The kiss started out soft and sweet but then as minutes passed it turned, hot and needy as your tongues fought for dominance whilst kiris hands roamed all over your body. The feeling of him squeezing the fat of your ass causing a mewl to fall fast your lips, without thinking you grinded your clothed cunt against his thigh. Apologizes were being spewed all around soon after, “Baby, it’s okay. I want you to feel good,” As he peppered kisses on your neck sighs of pleasure filled his ears, “So if you wanna grind on my thigh then you can.” His soft assurance and the further guide of his hands on your hips rocking you back and forth on his thigh, eliciting gasps and moans from you despite your slight unsureness. “Are you sure it’s alright- mfh!”

Capturing your lips in a sweet kiss, your thighs began to shake as your clit grinded on his sweats in just the right way that made your eyes roll back into your skull. Despite the problem poking your thigh Kiri was determined to see your fucked out expression when you cum. Seeing you who was normally shy and quiet, to be: shaking, whimpering, begging quietly for more was such a fucking turn on. He needed to see you cum, he needed to see you loose your mind. So when he sucked hickeys into your brown skin and sucked on that one sensitive spot below your ear you let out a high pitched whine into his shoulder, kiri fought the urge to take you then and there and instead focused on you and not the bulge in his sweats as you started to grind more desperately on his thigh.

An unfimalriar knot in your stomach begin to unfold as your body grew hot and your clit started to throb, the crotch of your shorts now damp as you whined out for kiri, “wan you to kiss me when I..cum.” The sight alone was enough to make kiri loose it, your eyes glossed over with need and lust, your lips puffy and pink- an adorable mess just for him. “God your so cute- cmere.” You pulled yourself flush against body, kiri’s tongue invading your mouth and bouncing his thigh to push you closer to your climax. Which worked because with a few more bumps to your clit had you coming undone in his lap, your vision turned white as you soiled his sweats. Whines and whimpers filled the living room as you rode your high, “Feel good princess?” You hummed in response your head buried in his neck, your shaking legs causing him to let out an airy laugh. “You’re so damn cute, ‘love you babe.”

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Later that night you lay awake in your bed as kiri slept soundly besides you, thinking about how you didn’t tend to him. Coming up with an idea you pulled the covers off and positioned yourself in between your boyfriends thighs. Thank god he was a heavy sleeper, you adjusted his boxers to be lower enough to allow his cock to be free. Softly you took the length in your small, kissing the mushroom tip before licking stripes up the shaft of his dick. The smell of his musk flooded your nose and you felt your underwear begin to dampen once more. Kiri stirred in his sleep, soft moans and sighs leaving his lips occasionally but never fully waking up.

That’s when you decided to take him in your throat, relaxing it as you took him inside. Using his thighs to support your weight, you began bobbing your head up and down on his shaft once you got used to his girth and length. The taste of his precum was salty yet somewhat sweet? Definitely not that bitter taste your friends seem to describe, “mm baby what are you- oh shiiit.” His eyes widened slightly as they adjusted to the darkness, making out your cute figure between his legs sucking him off at 1am. “You don’t have to do this f’me- mm fuckk.” A whimper left his throat which made you even more set on returning the favor. Sounds of sucking and soft groans filled your bedroom, you pushed yourself further down on his cock until you gagged despite your slight lack of experience. The way your hole clenched around nothing when kiri let out the most pornographic moan you’ve heard, was damn near sinful. You originally were doing this to please him but at this moment of bliss you were doing it to hear more pretty sounds come out of your sweet boyfriend.

“Baby fuck, if you keep sucking so- hah m’ gonna cum soon.” You couldn’t care less about wanting to take it slow at the moment, if you knew he sounded this good when you’d suck him off you’d surprise him sooner. So when you took your hand off if his thigh, and took his and buried it in your hair signaling that you wanted him to pull it a little he lost all composure he had that night. “Baby you sure? ion wanna hurt you.” Nodding you, looked up at your red haired boyfriend who’s lips tugged into a smirk when your eyes practically were begging him to fuck your face. “If that’s what ya want baby, but take it all in your mouth f’me okay?” You nodded once more, moaning on his dick as you felt him grip your curls and force your head up and down on his dick. Curses and groans filled your ears as you toyed with your clit through your panties, your eyes cloudy with hunger as they formed into hearts at the sight of the hot yet adorable mess Infront of you.

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writingwhileblvck · 6 months

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All I’ve been thinking about is Kirishima. Dressed up as Konig for Halloween, getting the sloppiest, most toes curling head in the bathroom of the party your at cause you couldn’t wait to get home.

And I’m talking, double fisted, tongue swirling, deep throating head. With a mixture of drool and cum dripping down your face. This man is holding on for dear life. But he’s already cum twice. And even though he’s sensitive as hell, your pretty lips feel sooo good. And your pretty little face looks even better covered in his nut.

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kinq-sleazee · 11 months

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i was reading some things from my old blog and i just had to repost this because …

Kirishima’s Balls | MDNI

I know they’re heavy. So big and fat and filled with cum. Just wanna hold ‘em in my hand. Squeezing softly just to get his body to tense as he jerks forward with a “oof” before groaning and closing his eyes. Huge huge balls— and one’s bigger than the other. They’re not smooth because he doesn’t manscape (it isn’t manly) but it’s still pretty and won’t stop us from letting him drop em in our mouth. Dunking em like an Oreo in some milk. Tongue darting out to roll over each sac before sucking one into our mouth. We love to suck Kirishima’s balls. Moaning as we work his scrotum with our spit covered lips and fingers. The vibration has his dick jumping, bouncing against our forehead as we bob up and down on his hot jizz goblets. We’re really making a mess of him at these point. He’s panting, face lax and head thrown back in ecstasy as we coax his orgasm forward. “Doin’ so good f’me” “gonna cum like this” His words signal a fresh gush of arousal between your legs. All you want is for him to cum. No you need it. Need him to paint your face in hot sticky white lines. Want him to make you a toaster strudel. So you lean back on your heels, popping his testicles out of your mouth, massaging his balls in your hand as you lift them up and start licking at his perineum. Within seconds he’s spurting buckets of cum— some lands on your back, some in your hair. What a shame it couldn’t make it in your mouth but don’t worry too much. Eijiro’s gonna make sure to fill up your pretty little pussy instead.

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kaidabakugou · 1 year

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thinking of big beefy kirishima that just can’t help but gravitate towards you in his sleep

even in the hot summer nights when you unwrap his arms from around you so you could lay on your side to get some air, you’ll eventually wake up in a sweat again and find him curled around you, trapping your legs under his huge one so you won’t leave his side again

so imagine now in winter season that he’s cold and wants nothing more than to be wrapped in blankets while shoving his face in your chest for added warmth

not even needing a weighted blanket because he will find any excuse to lay his full weight on top of you every chance he gets and falling asleep quickly after burying his face in the crook of your neck while you gently scratch his scalp

#kai.rambles #woke up with eiji on my mind today #also i am so not used to the pink divider so maybe i’ll keep using my black one but idk #this pink theme will probably last a while until halloween that i do the ghostface theme i want to do #but anywayysss i’m so cold i need big beefy eiji to come warm me up 🥺#eijirou kirishima #kirishima eijirou #eijirou kirishima fluff #kirishima eijirou fluff #eijirou kirishima x reader #kirishima eijirou x reader #bnha fluff #mha fluff #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader fluff #mha x reader fluff #kirishima fluff

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pervysenpaix · 2 years

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Friends ... Have you ever thought about TechSupport!Kirishima, that's too fucking hot to be a computer nerd? Like you were completely taken aback when you saw his massive cock muscles. And like-wouldn't it be even crazier if y/n was kinda idk .... pervy 🥴

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Imagine spending hours researching and compiling data for a report that’s due in the morning and just when you’re about to submit it into the database, the screen goes blank. You’ve literally been staring at a screen for hours. Crunching numbers and gathering evidence just for all your hard work to disappear.

What do you even feel in this moment? Nausea? Dread? Disappointment?

Anger.

Pure unadulterated anger that has you screaming at your monitor and throwing your stapler against the wall—which leaves at not-so-subtle hole that would definitely be coming out of your paycheck.

If I even still have a job in the morning.

Irritation bubbles underneath your skin in a way that has you fidgeting in your seat. Manicured fingers tap against the mahogany wood of your desk and the foot of your Louboutin pump digs into the carpet. Being the youngest executive at such an elite firm led to an overwhelming amount of pressure. Not to mention being the only woman on the board—that presented difficulties in itself. It’s like your male peers were just waiting for you to fuck up. Just prove yourself as the incompetent bimbo that’s no more than in office eye candy. Fuck—they were gonna have a field day with this.

You stared at the blank screen in utter defeat, thinking of how you’ll walk out of the boardroom carrying a box filled with office supplies and snacks in a dignified manner. Then, it hit you—a potential solution to your problem. The computer nerds in the IT department!

You nearly broke a nail lunging for your cellphone and placing the emergency order. The disinterested voice claiming to send someone “soon” had you a bit worried, but to your surprise there was a knock on your door five minutes later.

“Come in!” You chirped hopefully, praying that this scrawny little—

Wait a minute.

Is there a football tryout or something that you didn’t know about ?

“Hi there, I’m Kirishima. Nice to meet you. I hear you’re having some trouble with your laptop?”

Your jaw hit the floor when the 6’6 giant crouched over the threshold and into your office because there’s no way that this big brute of a man was some tech savant.

Well—brute might not be the right word. This guy had the sunniest disposition. Bright red hair pulled into a low ponytail. Radiant ruby eyes with flecks of blue that shimmered against the fluorescent lights. A gentle voice that was deep yet calming. And his smile–sharp pointy teeth that were perfectly aligned and sparkling white, framed by the plushest set of pink lips that you’ve ever seen. So, brute might not be the best word to describe this guy. At least not from the neck up. But from the neck down…

Well, that was a different story.

The man was MASSIVE. Everything about him was big. And I do mean everything. That thin light blue polo and tight khaki slacks held little to the imagination. The fabric was stretched so tight over the expanse of muscle it looked as if it was painted on. To make matters worse, you could make out the faintest lines of black ink peaking underneath his sleeve and slightly above his collar hinting at some ornate chest plate that made him impossibly more desirable.

“You work in IT?” Kirishima winced at the accusatory tone and scratched the back of his head. “Heh-yeah. I know I’m a little young. I just started today but I promise I can get the job done!” He chuckled nervously, completely oblivious to the fact that you weren’t confused by his age. Hell—he looked to be about the same age of you and you’d never discriminate on someone based on their age. Or anything at all for that matter. It just that—he’s so hot.

Oh fuck, well now I’m no better than the assholes I work with.

“No. No. I was just a little taken aback is all.” You threw your hands up and smiled, which made him visibly relax, “I’m sure you’ll do fine. I’m kind of counting on it”. Kirishima nodded with a bright smile plastered on his face and headed towards your workstation.

The redhead had the issue resolved in a matter of minutes. Saving you from corporate humiliation and help wanted ads. You were so happy you could kiss him—which is exactly what you said and turned him into a flustered mess. “I- Me- No- that’s just my job!” His voice cracked and he flushed a deeper shade of red that crawled up his neck and covered his cheeks and ears. He was so embarrassed. Is blushing considered manly? But what man in their right mind wouldn’t get nervous around such a gorgeous woman.

Everything about you was perfect. First and foremost, you were this powerful exec who had to be some sort of genius because there’s no way that you were older than him. Then all the other stuff. Beautiful face. Angelic voice. Sweet laugh. Kind smile. A plush body that looked so soft—

“Kirishima?” your bubbly voice yanked him from his brief, and slightly inappropriate, departure from reality. It’s not okay for him to think of his higher ups like that. No matter how sweet your perfume smells or how tiny you are compared to him. He just got this job and there’s no way he could fuck it up by being unprofessional. So, he cleared his throat and said his goodbyes. Hoping to keep his interactions with you to a minimum, lest he be tempted…

But you had other plans.

You see it’s hard being a successful businesswoman and finding a guy that checks all your boxes. The guys you worked with were all arrogant assholes who made jokes about you being their housewife. But Kirishima was so different! He revered you and always treated you with the upmost respect. A perfect gentleman that never stepped out of line no matter how hard you pushed him.

All those urgent calls that you sent in requesting him specifically because “he was such a good worker”. When actually all you wanted was to watch his red brows furrow when he scratched his head trying to figure out how you managed to get 17 different malware prompts that each lead to some dead end. Little did he know, you asked your best friend Mina to send some codes your way that would give you a chance to ogle the redhead cutie. Pushing up against him while you peered over his shoulder and pretended to be interested in how he was fixing something you’d purposely broken.

It was fun too.

He always got so nervous and flustered. He’d avert his eyes and not so discreetly adjust himself when your soft breasts pushed against his skin. Sometimes he’d audibly gulp when you’d run your French tipped nails down his toned arm. His attraction was obvious, but he never made any moves. So, one day you decided to take matters into your own hands.

“Wow—I’ve never seen anything like this. Your motherboard is completely fried. We might need to get you a whole new set up”. A theatrical gasp sounded from your chest. “Oh no, That’s awful!” You exclaimed, as if you didn’t disassemble the whole thing and drench it in iced coffee before you called him over. “Yeah—he shook his head, “but it’s not too big of a deal. I’ll just run over to the tech department grab everything”. You hummed, biting your lip, and chewing on the tip of a pen in a way that shouldn’t have made his pants tight. God—he hoped you didn’t notice, but of course you did.

“Hey, Kirishima… Why don’t I come with you? I can help you carry everything”. His eyes widened comically, completely taken aback at the thought of your tiny self lifting more than a finger. “Oh no! It’s fine. I wouldn’t want you to get hurt”. You pouted, fingers twirling around a tendril of hair and took a step closer to him, so that the two of you were standing chest to chest. “Well at least let me keep you company”.

The wet squelching of your sopping cunt reverberated off the walls lewdly paired by your sultry moans and Kirishima’s muffled grunts. Saliva spilled between your fingers from where your hand was pressed against his mouth that hung open in ecstasy. Big hands found purchase on the globes of your ass, not so much guiding—more like holding on for dear life while rode his dick. Bodies pressed together like the pieces of a puzzle in the cramped space of the equipment room.

Vermillion stands fell freely against his tanned skin and clung to the sweat beading against his flesh. Slowly—you whined your waist, drawing circles against the meaty cock that was bruising your cervix. A shudder ran down the redhead’s spine and his hips spasmed up into your heat, making your core clench around him. Slick saturated his thighs, pooling in the tufts of curly black pubes nestled above his engorged balls.

Leaning back slightly—you rolled your hips at a new angle that pushed and pulled Kirishima’s dick simultaneously. He whimpered loudly against your hand. Too pussy drunk to care about getting caught fucking his superior in the middle of the day. “Shh-“ you cooed, tightening the hand against his mouth. “You have to be quiet, baby. You can be a good boy for me, yeah?”. He nodded immediately, fighting the intense urge to scream your name because he was so willing to prove his obedience. Be your good boy. You chuckled, cunt spasming at the desperation in his red eyes. You’d never felt so desired. The way Kirishima gazed upon your face made you feel like some masterfully crafted work of art. It was like you were the only girl in the world. The only thing that mattered to him was your beautiful face and angelic cunt, milking his balls dry and bouncing on his dick to the point of overstimulation.

Tears fell from his eyes and his heart beat in time with each wet slap of your cunt. Even though your pussy was so filled with spunk that it dribbled down your legs—you never stopped bouncing. Cupping his balls with your free hand to squeeze him dry. You moved your hand just in time to hear his pornographic moan as his hips stuttered, shooting blanks into your gushy center.

He looked so pretty. Eyes rolled to the back of his head and mouth hung open with drool on the sides. Never one to miss out on a great opportunity—you leaned forward and slowly dribbled saliva down his throat, which he swallowed hungrily. It was enough to send you tumbling over the edge. Moaning and whispering words of praise while Kirishima whined and whimpered your name.

You clung to one another for what felt like hours before the red head broke the silence by clearing his throat.

“So umm—would you like to maybe go on a date?”

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potheadkiki · 7 months

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Are you sleepy?

Warning ⚠18+

Soft/passionate sex

Size difference/kink (he's taller)

D/s dynamic

He's obsessed with u

Pet names (pretty, baby,)

somnophilia

black reader in mind

Chubby reader in mind!!

The day was long for you and your head aches as your keys jingle unlocking the door to your shared apartment with your boyfriend Kirishima. Today was just a long day and all you want to do is smoke and cuddle up with your hubby. Sadly Kirishima still wasn't home most likely still on patrol, so realizing you have some time to yourself deciding to take a hot shower, finding one of his shirts and a pair of silk panties

The shower was amazing and much needed helping with your aching joints and muscles. Sighing as you take a look in the body sized mirror staring at your chubby form gently poking, prodding, and pinching at the fat of your stomach. Deciding enough is enough and if Kirishima was here he would scold you so deciding to get dressed and slipping on your silk bonnet with zebra print looking at yourself one more time in the mirror before walking into your shared bedroom, sliding into bed and turning on your T.V. and deciding to open hulu and watch "Bobs Burgers" and hitting your cart while turning the lights off above your shared bed. Your constantly drifting in and out of consciousness in your current position.

The door knob rattles as someone opens the door of your apartment. You shift in your sleep changing positions to get more comfortable pulling the blanket close to you. The figure drops his keys in the little fish bowl they have at their entrance. Toeing off his shoes by the door neatly placing them in a corner. Foot steps make its way toward the shared bedroom gently opening the door stepping inside looking at the figure sleeping in the bed as the light from the other room shines through and lands on your exposed thighs as you shift in your sleep. He lets a groan slip out as he takes in your sleeping form admiring the way his shirt looks on you realizing it looks better on you than it ever did on him. Deciding it would be best to take a quick shower before he ops to get in bed with you so that's what he does, opening his drawer to pull out a pair of boxer briefs and a loose fitting black wife beater.

Stepping out of the shower he stands there for a moment before getting dressed quickly and walks back into the room. Gently sliding under the blankets to land next to you. You shifting in your sleep from the bed dipping you sliding to his side pushing your ass up against his hips yearning for his warmth even in your sleep. He couldn't but to roll his eyes to the back of his head at the realization that you are always needy for him even in your sleep and he loves it so much just like he loves you. His right hand grabbing at your waist to adjust himself him inadvertently grinding against you only for you to retaliate with pushing your hips back again this time more enthusiastic. The hand on your hips slipping under the shirt gently playing with your stomach as he fiddles with the skin gently rolling his hips. His breathing becomes uneven and he starts panting against the outer shell of your ear causing goosebumps to appear all over your body just at the feel of his hot breath on you. He starts to push against you harder rolling his own hips in an upward motion, his right hand gently sliding down your stomach moving to fiddle with the elastic of your booty shorts as he pushes his left hand underneath you and gently gripping and groping at your breast. All the the while his breathing has turned into whines and whimpers begging you to wake up quickly.

"Mhm I'm sorry baby I can't help it I wanna touch you" He whispers as his left hand pushes your panties

"Damn baby such pretty underwear all for me,what a pretty girl" He whispers against your ear as he begins to gently rub at your clit in a slow circular motion as he pushes up against you and gently rolls his hips. He soon becomes impatient pulling his hand away only to hear you let out a whine of desperation even from your sleep. He roll's you onto your back pulling off your panties completely noticing how wet you are even in your sleep your ready for him. Shimming your underwear down your legs tossing them onto the floor. Getting down on his stomach between your legs exposing you to him completely with a wicked grin on his face his face so close to your pussy you can feel his breath on your pussy as he begins to gently ease a finger inside of you while gently kissing your clit, thighs twitching from the pleasure as he hears a gasp slip from your lips, he can't help but to smile against your clit. Back arching from the pleasure as your eyes begin to gently flutter open, hands going to grip at Kirishimas thick red locks as your hips begin to roll up against his face.

"Mhm Kirishima fuck" you gasp out "What-what are you doing" you moan out but you don't stop your own hips from moving that is until he pulls away with a chuckle still keeping his fingers moving inside as he reaches and rubs the spongy spot that makes you squeal and your thighs shake

"I just saw you lying there in my shirt all pretty and defenseless all for me. I couldn't help it baby I needed to touch you. To feel you. Can you blame me?" He says ducking his head back down in between your thighs suckling your clit and rubbing roughly against your g-spot. He feels as you begin to clench and unclench around him hips your own hips moving faster chasing your high desperately.

"Fuck Kiri I'm gonna cum. Don't stop please. Don't stop." You begin to chant begging him to not stop he just hums against your clit having no intentions of stopping and was just enjoying his midnight snack. Just a few more thrusts and a couple rough sucks as you falling over the edge as your back arches off the bed squealing his name as you cum on his face. He pulls away pulling himself up back on his knees making eye contact with you as he wipes his mouth that was covered in your cum. Your chest heaving up and down but you can't help but to plush at the action and look away with a blush on your face.

"I wanna fuck you now baby. Can I do that? Do I fuck my pretty girl?" He asks leaning in to plant his lips on yours as you moan wrapping your arms around his neck.

"Yes please. Fuck me Kiri." He groans hearing your desperate voice beg for him it gets him every time. He uses one hand to hold himself up as he begins to shimmy his boxers off you helping along the way, you can't help but to grip his cock gently pumping him a few times

"Mhm damn baby as much as I would love for you to blow me I just need to be inside you now or I'mma explode he saying laughing a little as he kisses you lining himself up with your entrance he gently pushes in. You both gasp from the feeling of the pleasure his lips still on yours even if it's just ghost like. His hips begin moving slow at first finding a rhythm that will suit you both.

"Faster Kiri faster" you whine out as your fingers rake down his back most likely drawing blood but he doesn't even seem to mind. Listening happily his hips move faster one of his hands snaking between your bodies to rub at your clit as he fucks you into the mattress.

"I'm gonna cum again. Please Kiri please" you beg panting in his ear as you

"Yea baby it's okay be a good girl and cum for me. You wanna be my good girl right? I know you do." At this point your desperate hips moving against his as you practically sob from the pleasure. Thighs clenching around his hips as your nails dig into his shoulders biting his neck as you cream on his cock, your own hips twitching continuously as Kiri chases his own high.

"Ugh fuck baby I'm almost there. You've been such a good girl for me baby. So good and so pretty and so sweet all for me" commenting as he tucks a strande of your hair behind you ear.

"Can I cum inside you princess? You think I can do that?" You whine

"Please" is all you can muster as he thrusts a few more times cuming with a moan of a 'fuck baby' as he cums inside you his body going limp for a moment before pulling away, you let out an audible sound of displeasure and uncomfort as he shushes you gently saying he'll be right back and that he needs to get a wash clothes. Leaving the room for just a moment to grab said wash cloth only to return to find you completely passed out and he can't help but to smile at himself as he walks over and gently spreads your legs cleaning you up as best he can. He decides to slide his shirt back on that you were wearing no need for panties though he figured as he himself just slipped his boxers back on before clinging to your back wrapping his arms around you and falling asleep soon after you.

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xxaraaq · 8 months

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A/N | damn I think got a little carried away from the the actual football player au but I hope y'all still enjoy

Kirishima x black reader

Standing at six five, two hundred forty pounds, Kirishima is a brick wall of a man. And even though he can make the opposing team’s defense look like child's play, he’s the nicest person most people will ever meet. And on top of being known on campus as one of his team's best players, he’s also known for being fine as hell.

He turns down at least four girls at every party he goes to, people would think that he’s a borderline saint. But what they don’t know is that when he leaves those parties, he goes straight to yours.

With your glasses and book always in hand, people think you're the stereotypical nerd; awkward, geeky, and weird. But honestly, you're the opposite. With your slick ass mouth and resting bitch face, you were the life of the party when your friends forced you out of your cave you called a dorm.

No one could have guessed that you and him would even be in the same circle, much less in each other's pants. And no one would expect the mr. sunshine would be the only one who could shut your shit down.

Truthfully, he has everyone fooled. For some reason, people thought that he was the epitome of kindness. But the way he was beating your shit in from the back, you coulda been fooled.

You don’t even remember how this happened, one minute you were saying something about how he was acting like a ho at the party y’all went to, and the next thing you knew you were head down, ass up on the bed.

“What was that baby? I couldn’t hear you.” He said, gripping your hips as pounded into you. You didn’t even really understand what he was saying, to fucked out to concentrate on anything but the pleasure he’s bringing you.

“M- m’sorry, I didn’t m-mean it.” You whine, gripping the sheets. He hummed in return, and you knew that he wouldn’t take that as an answer.

“Nah babe, I don’t wanna hear that. Tell me how I was acting like a slut talkin to all those girls at the party.” He fucked into you with fervor, making the headboard slam against the wall.

“Why you f-fuckin me like this? It w-wasn’t that serious, I said m’sorry.” You slurred, eyes rolling to the back of your skull.

“Shhhhh, just take this dick like you wanted. That’s why you caught an attitude right?” He says, eyes glossing over.

He flipped you over to your back, pressing your knees to chest. “Best pussy I ever had, drivin me crazy.” He pushes himself back in, eliciting a high pitched moan from you.

Thrusting at a rough pace, he doesn’t let up. You pull him closer to you, kissing him with a kind of primal desire only he can evoke from you.

“Right there eiji, feels so good!” You mumble, sucking hickeys on his shoulders and neck. He groans, burying his head into the crook of your neck as he thrusts a final more times, spilling into you.

You both stay like that, taking in what happened as you hold onto each other. “What the fuck…” You whisper. You knew your man could fuck, but not like this.

“What’s wrong, did I hurt you?” He asks, pulling out with a hiss. “No. no it’s nothing. Forget about it ei.” You say, shifting under him to get more comfortable. “ Oh… ok. Goodnight, I love you.” He kisses your cheek, dozing off not a minute later.

Damn, you really gotta catch an attitude more often.

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‘Damn Kirishima, the fuck y/n do to you last?’, was the first thing Eijirou heard after he stepped out of the shower. “What do you mean?” He asks, walking to a mirror. He hears the chuckle of his other teammates as he turns to see his back.

Shit.

He sees a plethora of raised,angry red marks going all across his back. He didn’t even feel them the other night, to focus on the bliss you gave him as he sunk into your cunt again and again. He sighs and smirks as he puts his shirt, a faux blush on his cheeks.

He’s gotta to get you to do that again.

-Nene

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dance-to-mythoughts-blog · 2 months

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Pro- Hero Todoroki x Black Fem! Secretary Reader

From Secretary to Pro Hero

Hey guys! Long time no see. Sorry. Haven't been in a writing mood as of recently. So here is something for our little icy hot friend. I went down a rabbit hole with our favorite icy hot bastard lol. I got this idea from a Todoroki imagine I read a while back about them hate fucking and this was the inspiration for it. When I find the story, Ill link it.

AGED UP CHARACTERS!

Warnings: D in P, degrading, cream pie, spiting, hardcore, backshots, mating press, dick sucking, choking, hate fucking, office sex

"Are those papers ready? Mr. Todoroki needs those ASAP for the meeting."

"Yes. They're on my desk. Grab them please"

"You cant get them? Mt. Todoroki needs them in his office ASAP" Carla, the secretary complained. Slightly rolling her eyes.

"Again, I'm working on finishing touches for the meeting that he is likely to request 5 minutes before the meeting. Please get that stack of papers of my desk and hand them to him. Advise him that his notes will be done in 2. Thank you, Carla. For actually doing your fucking job" Y/N said. Carla was upset and she rolled her eyes, huffing and puffing. Knowing her, she will more than likely exaggerate some shit. Sure, enough I get a phone call from the infamous Todoroki himself.

"Carla informed me that you were working on some last minute things. Why would u do that?"

"Because sir, you always do that? Every time you have a meeting, you decide that you want certain things to be in order, right? So, before your meetings, I prep your regular notes and then print out extra notes. Anything else? If not, I'll be there in 45 seconds goodbye" Y/N hung up the phone annoyed. Making her way to the room where the meeting was, she was in for a pleasant surprise. Hawks is your fav. hero and he is also here with Deku and Ground Zero. And nothing could've prepared you for how fine they were in person. Hawks was so damn fine. He stood tall at 6'3, with beautiful crimson wings that stood out like the sunset, golden eyes, and spiky golden blonde hair with red shades that complemented his pale yet toned skin. Showing several tattoos. Deku looked just as good. Scars covered all of Deku's body, spiky black and green hair, and big puppy dog green eyes. He had on a tank top and he had some black joggers on with a black tank and showed his back tattoos as well. Then there was the infamous Ground Zero. Spiky blonde hair, piercing beautiful Crimson eyes, tattoos, and a scar that comes from the left-side of his jawline to his left pectoral chest muscle. They all had earrings in both ears wearing street clothes because Todoroki's father called a quick meeting about a villain attack. They looked so fucking good that it hurts and had my pussy throbbing.

"Hello. Sorry to call you guys in on such a short notice, but we needed to discuss the villain attack that recently happened." Endeavor started.

"There has been a constant focus on attacks in the minority of Japan. We have to figure out a way to combat this. Otherwise, our minority citizens will not trust us to help keep them out of harms way."

You heard they just started and attempted to sneak in to not disrupt the meeting but that was unsuccessful. Forgetting that this meeting room had a squeaky door and you're black so you kind of can't go unnoticed until Endeavor called you out. Now all eyes are on you.

"Y/n, what is your opinion on the issue? We know you're a minority and we want to hear from your perspective of things. I know you were sitting out there listening to the briefing like you always do"

Well shit. Now all eyes are on you and this is your chance to make a name for yourself and actually be useful for once instead of just handling papers n shit all day.

"Well, I think the first thing is to figure out why they're targeting black people. Once you guys figure that out, then you can move forward with trying to make it up to your supporters. After all, you guys were sworn in to protect just like the police and y'all work with them correct?" All eyes were on you. Even the heterochromatic eyes from the infamous Todoroki were staring at you intrigued. You can't even lie, Todoroki looks good just like the other heroes. He had on a white T-shirt with some black joggers and some Nike slides. The shirt was tight enough to see his muscles.

"It would be crucial to make sure that you dont leave your black citizens out because they need you just like the other citizens do as well. Oh, Here are your notes on the matter and Carla gave you the papers from my desk. Does anyone need anything while I am here? Sorry to interrupt."

"Do you have a quirk?" Deku asked?

"What the fuck do you need to know if she has a quirk for nerd?" Ground Zero said.

"I agree" Todoroki mentioned. "What is the purpose of her quirk being known? If she has one."

"Well, I do have one. It's similar to telekinesis. When I just do it, my body produces a dark blue aurora around my body, and my eyes turn dark blue. I have Sai swords, a staff, and fans that I use similar to Mileena, Jade, and Kitana from Mortal Kombat. Idk how, but this blue aurora can also help heal the injured too."

After I explained my quirk, they got so off-topic that they kept staring at me. I left and heard them asking Todoroki how come he hired me as a secretary and not a sidekick. They finished their meeting, and I was in my office packing up. Today was only a half day, so we could wear casual clothes. The heroes were not in today because they had press, they were doing while we stayed behind to make sure they were not double booked and doing sectorial things. As usual, I was the last one to leave even tho it was a half day at the office. As I was gathering my things and cleaning up, I heard my door open and close. Who did I see to my surprise? Our favorite Icy hot bastard. Looking slightly annoyed.

"What the fuck was that?" he asked

"Have you ever heard of knocking? That's number 1. For 2, what the fuck you mean? Deku asked me a question and I answered it. Was I supposed to lie to the man?"

"Because now they voted to have you come for this mission. They found the hide-out and they think you'd be a good asset. Your quirk intrigued them for some reason. Did you do this to spite me?!"

"TO SPITE YOU? YOU THINK I WANNA GO ON THIS MISSION?! I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW ABOUT THIS UNTIL YOU SAID SOMETHING YOU CUNT. SO HOW IS THIS MY FAULT? But I guess it would be good to show you up in front of daddy's baby huh?" you asked as you knew you struck a nerve. We all know Todoroki is sensitive about his family and what he's gone thru. We all know his father is extremely overprotective after what happened.

"Yes Y/N. To spite me. you have been a pain in my ass ever since you have been hired. Fuck. The only reason you are still here is because you do good work and you make the place structured."

"So, your business would crumble to shit if I was not here basically huh?" as you walked around your desk to meet him halfway..

"Fuck no. This shit can stand on its own. Don't fucking play." he said meeting you halfway as well. Before you know it. he was towering over you. He smelled good. You can give him that. He was 6'2 towering over your small 5'2 frame. I guess the shirt that you wore made him stare because you could clearly see him staring at you in a way you'd never seen.

"Suck a fucking prick. I bet you are scared huh pussy. It's ok. We're going to do the mission and then we can find you a cat after. I think a kitten is the closest thing you would ever get to some pussy huh?" you said striking another nerve. You have to admit, he is a man and most men are sexy as fuck when they're angry. He looks so fucking goood but you will not fold. your pussy has a fucking heartbeat now and it's becoming louder and louder.

"The fuck you say to me!? Y/N don't fucking play with me." he took another step closer and was all in your grill. He scoffed "I bet you can't even handle this dick if it was thrown at you. just a crybaby who can't do shit." He stood over you grabbed your throat and kissed you. He finally kissed you. You kissed him back. The kiss turned hungry as you wrapped your arms around his neck and also, he put his hands on your waist and grabbed your ass. You were so taken back that you are making out with Pro-hero Todoroki in your fucking office, and he is about to fuck your brains out soon.

"You *kiss* are *kiss* a *Kiss* good *kiss* kisser. Shit." you giggled.

"Hmmm. Much more than that princess." He smacked your ass. "I knew you had a fat ass. Always teasing me with them tight ass skirts" as he grabbed your ass again, harsher this time to where you were on your tip toes and your pussy lips spread open a little. He kissed your jaw to your neck and started sucking on it. You ran your hands down to his pants and started rubbing the clear bulge in his joggers. He felt big, even though he was clothed. He bit your neck just a little.

"shit" you moaned out. "Feels good"

"What you want baby? Are you to be finger fucked in the office like a whore? hearing him talk dirty was a treat and a complete turn on.

"Yess baby" you moaned. "finger fuck me please."

"your wish is my command" he slid his long thick fingers in and out of your wet hole. Here you are, being Shoto's good little slut like he wants you to be. He finger fucked you so good.

"Uhh Shit babbbbbyyyy....I-I" you moaned in broken moans.

"You gone cum for daddy?" he said in your ear. " cum for daddy all over his fingers" after he said that, you came everywhere. His hand was soaked up to his forearm and the area on the desk was a mess.

"Fuck that was good. Let me suck it" you begged while panting for breath.

He chuckled a deep chuckle like you knew yo ass was in trouble.

"Another time baby. I wanna fuck you so bad. Can I fuck you Y/N?" he asked lustfully.

"Yes daddy." He slid right on in. He fit like a fucking glove. He slide all the way in and bottomed out.

"Please move" you said breathlessly.

"As you wish" and he started thrusting slowly. Letting you get adjusted to his dick. Now, you talked all that shit but you sure were wrong about how his dick looked. He was big. He was long and thick with a nice vein you could feel on the top of the shaft. His tip oozed with precum because you were so fucking sexy a moaning mess under him. He started to pick up the pace.

"Fuck you feel good To- Uhh" you moaned out.

"Fuck you tight. Shit. It's Shoto from here on got it?" He hit you with a hard thrust.

"Yes daddy. Sho you feel good baby." you whined. "keep this up imma cum"

"Already? Just getting started love." He had you in missionary on the desk. Ass hanging off the table while your legs were on his shoulders and he was drilling your shit.

"Fuck *thrust* you *thrust* feel *thrust* good." he panted. "Gonna make me bust in the pussy huh baby?"

"yes cum in me," you whined desperately. "Fuck Sho I'm Cumming, Fuck!" you screamed out.

"Shi baby. Almost there. Gonna fill that pretty pussy with my seed."

His thrusts got sloppier and sloppier and he finally came.

We stood there. Trying to catch our breathes quickly.

"I got to go get ready for this mission. We leave tomorrow. Do what you need to prep Y/N" he said as he gave you a kiss. "When we get back, we can go on a proper date. Would you like that?" he asked? As he grabbed your waist and pulled you close to him for another kiss.

"I'd love to go on a date with Pro-hero Shoto." you kissed him back. "See you tomorrow solider" you winked.

"Sure will." he winked. Smacked your ass one last time and kissed you before he left. "We leave tomorrow night. Meet me here around 8:30 pm. "

After he left, you went to get ready for your mission tomorrow. Hoping that everyone remains safe. Especially him.

AN:

Here you go, everyone. Sorry I haven't been on in a min. Got the urge to write and went for it. I think I might make a part 2 as a follow-up on this. Let me know if I should.

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linahopeeeee · 1 year

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2:20

🐧Paring: Eijirou Kirishima x black reader

🐧Summary: you and Kiri get high and have sex in the car outside of the cinema

🐧Words: 900

🤣Notes: at this point i just wanna get high with all the MHA boys. ITS MY BIRTHDAY (the 16th) so if your reading this and you wanna make me happier then please interact with me cause I’m bored and have like -3 friends😗

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“here” Kirishima says handing you the lit joint, he coughs a couple of times as the smoke fills his lungs. The two of you are sitting in Kiri’s car as you wait for your movie to start.

He watches intently as you bring the joint up to your lips and take a hit, discreetly adjusting himself in his sweatpants as he watches your lips wrap around the joint as you take another drag, letting the weed relax you.

Eijirou checks the time on the dashboard, still twenty minutes before the movie starts, that’s definitely enough time for the two of you to have a little fun.

He looks around the parking lot, happy that there’s not a lot of people who are here to see a movie on this random Thursday evening.

He reaches down to move his seat back, “just tryna get comfy” he told you when you gave him the side eye, already knowing where this was headed.

It doesn’t matter where the two of you are or what you’re doing, he’s always in the mood, and the addition of weed makes it ten times worse.

“baby” he whines trying to get your attention, smiling over at your once your eyes meet his. “c’mere, wanna kiss” he says patting his lap.

You’re on his lap within a couple of seconds, arms wrapped around his neck as his lips find yours, hands gripping your waist.

“missed you today” he says when he finally pulls away, lips traveling up your jaw, leaving a trail of open mouth kisses in there wake.

“mm I missed you too Kiri” you agree as you begin grinding your hips down on his already hard member, thrusting your chest further into his hands as he begins playing with your tits through your shirt.

“wanna go in the back?” he asks, nodding his head in the direction of the large backseat, needing more room to do what he wants to do to you.

You don’t respond, instead crawling your way through the middle console and sitting down in the backseat, Eijirou following suit, but it took a little while longer for him considering just how big he is.

The second your both in the backseat his hands are roaming your body, squeezing and caressing whatever he can get his hands on.

He pulls your shirt over your head, placing it in the front seat so it’ll be easy for you to find when you’re done.

“wanna make you feel good” you tell him, pushing him to lay down on the seat before your hand is grabbing his dick under his boxers. He lifts his hips to help you push his pants past his thighs and down to his ankles.

You give a few kitten licks to the head before taking the head into your mouth and sucking. Kiri bucks up into your mouth, tip hitting the back of your throat as you gag around him, pulling off to allow yourself to catch your breath.

You take him back in your mouth, head bobbing up and down as you swallow around him.

“fuck” he groans as he pulls your mouth away from his dick, pushing his lips to yours as he pushes your shorts down your legs.

Fingers instantly probing at your entrance, wet and warm and ready. He pushes two of his long fingers inside of you stretching you out as he preps you for his cock.

“jus’ fuck me already” you whine out, causing him to chuckle as he pulls his fingers out, quickly sucking your juices off his fingers before lining himself up with your clenching entrance, slowly pushing through your walls, the two of you both moaning out together.

“f-fuck! Eiji! So big” you cant help but whine out, eyes already rolling to the back of your head and he hasn’t even started moving yet, giving you a few moments to adjust before he splits you open on his cock.

He pulls out all the way before slamming his hips back into yours, pace starting off brutal as the tip of his cock hits your cervix with each thrust.

“that’s it baby, fuck you take me so well” he groans in your ear.

You feel the familiar tightening in your stomach, walls clenching around him as you feel your orgasm approaching.

“you gonna cum for me?” kiri asks as he begins rubbing fast circles on your clit, feeling his own orgasm getting closer and closer.

All it takes is a few more thrusts before you cumming around his dick, loud moans falling from your lips as your walls clench tightly around him.

“fuckk” he groans out as he pulls out, cumming in random shirt he had in the back of his car.

It takes you both several minutes to come down from your high before you remember where you are and why you’re here.

“fuck we’re going to miss the movie” you pout because you really wanted to see this movie, you’ve been waiting for months for this movie to be released and you weren’t going to miss it today.

You both quickly throw on your clothes and rush into the cinema, where Kirishima has you cumming on his fingers again in the back of the theater.

Guess its safe to say you had to go see the movie a different day by yourself.

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katsukismelaninn · 2 years

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𝐁𝐍𝐇𝐀 + 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 '𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐒

༄ 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 :: izuku midoriya, katsuki bakugou, shoto todoroki & eijirou kirishima

༄ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬/𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 :: none, just fluff

༄ 𝐚/𝐧 :: here's some fluffiness before I go on hiatus. Exams are getting closer, so I really need to focus on those. I'll probably be back in June or at the end of May. Till then <3

♡ IZUKU :: It was a beautiful sunny day, just the two of you on a picnic date. He prepared a basket full of your favorite fruits, snacks, drinks and a few slices of mini sandwiches. That's what you like so much about him, he knows you, like the pages of his old torn notebook. You were just watching some birds fly freely in the sky, munching on a green apple slice, when you heard the boy next to you mumble something. "Sorry, i wasn't paying attention, could you please repeat that for me?" You said with a soft smile, looking at him. "I-," he started and then he placed his face in both of his hands, "iloveyoualotandiunderstandifyou-," he started, but was cut off by a light giggle, "Izu, i love you too, okay?" The way his face was covered in a slightly deep red, was quite concerning for you. Not gonna lie, you thought he was chocking on a grape.

♡ KATSUKI :: This boy challenged you to make his favorite spicy dish, teasing you about, "there's no way you could make it the same as my old hag." So, you decided to show your hidden skills. You've spent a lot of times in the kitchen, but Katsuki has never tasted your food. Chopping the green onions with a normal speed, Katsuki smacked his lips, standing behind you and looking over your shoulders. "You're not doing it fast enough and you need to add more spice to the pork." You just rolled your eyes and chased him out of his own kitchen with the knife you were chopping the onions with, "you wanna have diarrhea shooting out of your ass, mhm?" You asked, to which you were only met with silence, "thought so." After a while, you were finally done and you placed the steaming hot plate on the table, "enjoy, shithead." Katsuki took a bite and paused midway chewing, "this is why i love you so damn much, you can pull of anything-," he stopped midway and groaned at your teasing expression, "i take it back, i don't love your dumbass anymore," you wrapped your arms around his neck, forgetting he has food in his mouth, "i love you so much more, even though you ugly as hell." With those words, you only recieved a flick on the forehead.

♡ SHOTO :: You two were on the roof at midnight, enjoying each others presence as the chilly wind slowly brushed past your faces and hair. Whenever Shoto felt like he needed to escape from his surroundings, he would call you, because only you could understand him, only your embrace felt like the softest blanket, only your touch could make him feel like his skin was on fire without him using his quirk, only you-, the soft snort you let out is adorable, but that also interrupted those thoughts of his. "You were staring at me for like two minutes, is there something wrong, Sho?" He could only respond with a shake of his head. You moved closer to him and brushed his ruffled red and white hair out of his face, cupping his cold left cheek, before placing a delicate kiss on his scar. "I feel weird. Like, my heart feels full and warm when i'm with you. I don't know how to explain it," he started, "Is this what love feels like? Because if it does, then I never want to fall out of love with you." Frozen in place, your eyes start to become glossy, "hey, don't cry, love. Is it something i said?" You sighed and shook your head, "no, it's just that- i'm so happy that you feel the same way as i do." He had that soft smile on his face, "I love you....did i say that right?" You chuckled, "yes, Shoto, you said it right. " He grabbed your chin and pulled you in for a warm kiss, this kiss was totally needed with the cold breeze against both of your skin.

♡ EIJIROU :: This baby begged you do re-do his roots. So, here he is, sitting between your legs on the cold floor inside your dorm room. All of his roots were covered in bright red hair-dye, so you decided to slowly massage his scalp with your gloved hands. After you were done, you decided to watch a few minutes of princess and the frog for the who knows how many times. A few minutes into watching the movie, your alarm went off, signaling that it was time to wash the dye out of Eijirou's hair. He liked the way you always wanted to help him and how your hands were doing magic in his shampooed hair. "Baby, you should let me spoil you like you spoil me, y'know," he said with eyes closed as you were now blow drying his hair, "i feel like i'm not doing enough to make you happy." This made you tug at his hair, "Eiji, whoever told you that, needs to eat dog shit. You are doing more than enough and making someone happy isn't about spoiling them." You responded, you were now practically leaning your face down at his level. "I guess you're right," you laughed and mumbled, "i'm always right," but the laughing soon came to a stop when you heard a, "no you're not." And Eijirou only got his shoulder hit with the parting comb. "I love you, pretty," he started as he rubbed your knee in circles, "and i promise i'm going to show it to you more often." You leaned his head back and pecked his forehead softly, "i love you a lot more Eiji, just don't say those things anymore, or else you're gonna be walking around with those black roots like a marker that's running out of ink."

༄ 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 :: @jvxtq @tea-sewing-and-yours-truly @glowriter @uwiuwi @bakugoukatsukiishot @jacuzziwaters

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strawhatkia · 9 months

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love you more when the day is new.

INCLUDES ! katsuki bakugo, eijirou kirishima, and hitoshi shinsou x black!fem!reader

GENRE ! fluff

SYNOPSIS ! weekend morning antics or, what it's like to wake up to the boys !

WARNINGS ! y'all live in an apartment (not the dorms), characters have been aged up, if i miss anything let me know (it's so fcking late)

WORD COUNT ! i have no clue...

A/N ! imma do a pt.2 because i wanted to add sero and izuku but i can't fucking focus so y'all have this for now !

SONG SUGGESTION ! breakfast in bed by rayana jay, breakfast by fana hues, one love by cleo sol

reblogs and comments are welcomed and loved, so leave some please ! i will respond ! 🤍

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— ☾⋆⁺₊🧨💢✧ KATSUKI BAKUGO !

with how early this boy goes to sleep, waking up before him is quite literally impossible

usually it's you waking up to him on his phone as he rubs your side with his free hand, tucking you in closer to his chest while looking the most relaxed you will ever see him

he always knows when you're about to wake up, and og i am not kidding, the boy picks up on when you're heart rate changes

but there's a reason, i promise ! kats is vv afraid of losing his hearing one day due to his quirk so he kinda asked recovery girl to teach him how to pick up on someone's pulse from their neck

after that, he always positioned himself so you would be laying on his arm and his hand would be on your neck some how cute right?

this is the best time for cuddles because he is so pliant and peaceful and warm

the moment you look like you're getting up, he immediately puts his phone down (he really didn't care for it but he was bored waiting on you to wake up)

he quietly accepts your hug, tangling his legs with yours and tucking his head into your neck with a sigh as you slowly wake up

"morning suki" "g'morning" "did you sleep okay?" "hm...i was bored waiting on you" "my bad, how long did you wait?" "not long...go to bed early" "not everyone is an old man like you kats" "shut up, talking shit this early- don't laugh-"

his arms tighten around you when you shift and he continues to rub circles on your back and rub your sides in hopes of you getting to relax more so you don't get out of the bed

"babes, we gotta get up" "hm." "we can't stay here all day" "like hell we can't" "kat-"

prepare for some soft kisses to shut that nonsense up because he ain't hearing none of it

i feel like if you had a scarf on and the knot was pressing into his face, he would just snatch that shit off in the middle of your sleep and either redo it or put a bonnet on for you

"kats...where's my scarf?" "hm? i took it off" WHAT-" "the damn knot was hurting my face" "...i oughta whoop yo ass" "oh shut up, i know you feel that damn bonnet on your head ! it's not like i left your head unprotected !"

how he gets away with taking it off without you noticing is a mystery (and a profound skill)

when it comes to breakfast, he is definitely making it and no you can't help

"one of these days you'll get tired of making breakfast every morning we have off" "dumbass, if that day comes i'm either sick or you need to come knock some sense into me" "i can cook, kats, you do know that right?" "i didn't ask, you do know that right?" "aight, nigga-"

he'll never say it out loud, but you're his girl and he's supposed to take care of you so breakfast is the least he can do; plus you're still sleepy, he doesn't want you to burn yourself (never mind the years you spent making breakfast for yourself)

big on french toast with brioche bread just because he can and he loves the way you struggle a lil to bite into that thick ass piece a bread ; you stuffing your face with food he cooked always makes him happy

(if you're the type of person that dances or hums or makes a face when eating good food, just know he's looking for that cue and won't be satisfied until sees it)

also food = love pipeline !

— ☾⋆⁺₊🐈‍⬛🌀✧ HITOSHI SHINSOU !

you always wake up first, always

toshi has trouble sleeping most days and with him being a stealth hero, sleep often alludes him

sleeping with you helps as much as it can but he still struggles sometimes so in the morning, you let him sleep as long as he wants

i'd like to think that he runs a little cold most nights so the bed being warm is important to him sleeping peacefully so in the morning when you wake up, you don't get out of the bed too quickly

he's such a cat, even in his sleep, so cuddling with him will get you an immediate response; if you tuck him into you chest and rub his back, he'll snuggle closer to you and sigh, relaxing even further into your hold ; if you kiss his forehead and rub his side, he'll roll into your touch; if you try to spoon him and nuzzle into his back, he'll hold your arms in his hands, stroking his thumb against your forearm

blankets *

it's getting out of bed that is incredibly hard because there's a chance he'll wake up which we don't want= mf needs sleep ; even if he sleeps for a little while long, he'll notice the bed get cold almost immediately

technically, this is the morning but y'all don't roll out the bed until noon because toshi needs sleep and you'll feel bad if you wake him before he actually gets up

great cuddler tho !

— ☾⋆⁺₊ 🦈🪨✧ EIJIROU KIRISHIMA !

one of the few times, his hair isn't trying to impale everything near it

despite how much gel the boy puts into his hair, his hair is very soft and fluff (also do to the fact you make him take better care of his hair bc whew-)

smooth, silky, and soft ! it's hard not to touch as soon as you wake up because it's just right in front of your face and so you run your hands through it (kiri definitely wakes up the moment you start stroking his hair but like hell he's moving away, to relaxed to move)

when he does want to wake up, he stretches very slowly before letting out the loudest groan and popping every bone down his spinal cord

"well damn, kiri, you good" "never better" "okay well don't break your back, old man, we ain't even got out the bed yet" yea haha very funny"

another cuddle bug but definitely more aggressive, pulling you on top of him and wrapping his arms around you while kissing your cheeks multiple times, laughing when you groan or yell at him to put you down

he doesn't

i envision kiri as the type to just go back to sleep as soon as he's comfortable again so getting out of the bed is a very long affair

even so, he does not stop trying to kiss you anywhere he can reach (ofc a lil softer than before) and humming when you kiss him back

he's just so soft and loving in the morning, shit is almost overwhelming

just letting you know, i fully believe that if you let him start or start it yourself, he'll kiss you the entire morning and start tearing up because he just loves you so much

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𝟔 | 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐨𝐛𝐚

ー✧ prince!bakugou x royal guard!reader

"You dread what would have happened if His Highness accompanied you here. You dread what you would have to do to this crowd to keep them from touching him."

cw bkg 🫱🏽‍🫲🏼 unethical rescue tactics, reader is a bit scantily clad (thin nightgown) and someone has big feelings abt it. temporary sense of claustrophobia, descriptions of a very crowded room. i love aizawa i love uraraka i love kirishima i love poor deku i hope you enjoy this protective fluff. 4.1k

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Uraraka Ochako is functioning on four hours of sleep and a few well timed snacks. She’s led morning stretches for the first-shift guards, floated smithing equipment to the forge, freed a bird from the clocktower, and worked Sero’s horrible tape off the back of a fireproof Alderan cloak.

Since midnight it’s been nothing but Alderans pilling up in the courtyard. Every time staff thought they’d collected the last of them, two more would tumble through the gates– one fell from the fucking sky. Captain Hawks deployed from the garrisons at the sight of a flare and dropped Kirishima on castle grounds, crispy, an hour later.

Uraraka has made her morning rounds four times over and polished her cuisses to thinning. She helped Miss Nemuri battle the Alderan Prince to bed and found furs for singed Kirishima. Even off-duty she’s still in her greaves and chausses because without weight on her legs she’d get so distracted she might simply float away. She couldn’t sleep. Not when there was one person missing all night. Until half an hour ago, everyone from the forest fire was accounted for except for Master Aizawa.

When she enters the throne room ahead of you, he’s standing beside the queen no worse for his usual wear. There are a menacing amount of people squeezed inside and the wall of open windows does nothing to make the crowd less oppressive. Off-shift guards, generals, military personnel, butlers, even the kitchen staff are spriting from one corner of the room to the other to try and provide the unexpected guests with appropriate refreshments. You look pale when Uraraka checks behind her, and you feel cold in her hand.

“Y/n?”

You nod, but don’t quite look at her. You’re busy peering out at the seagulls flying past and stumbling on your nightgown hem, like crossing the threshold of the throne room stripped you of all the coordination you displayed just minutes ago. The hodgepodge of royal advisors have squeezed into this modest room for an emergency meeting, but they’re shouting and squabbling like a group of children loud enough to deafen horses at the edge of town. They’re here because of the flame mage.

Uraraka stops trying to navigate through the crowd and turns to you, “Are you feeling sick?”

“I’m alright.”

Do you realize you’re whispering? Or that you answered too quickly?

She pulls your hand a bit and steps even closer, “Is it like last night– like the poison?”

One voice cannot be heard over another, one face cannot be seen for long before moving behind a chest or shoulder or otherwise being walked in front of. Uraraka realizes it was silly to take you from the hospital directly to the queen, even if you were requested. She should have objected. To be fair to herself, she didn’t anticipate the chaos.

A gentleman trips on the corner of a rug and causes enough of a fuss around the pair of you that you’re being bumped by guests from all angles. You look agitated.

“Do you need a chair?”

“Just tell me what your queen needs from me.”

The sound of your heartbeat shouldn’t be so loud in your ears considering the long hum of hundreds of voices around you. You realize you’re staring at the floor and when you look back up, Uraraka stands just inches away with a grounding hold on your hand. She's warm too, like Kirishima. Too warm, she’s too close to you and her hold is too tight.

There’s a bit of movement in the space beside your head and taking a second to focus, Uraraka spies a shock of green hair bumbling through the throng towards her. She knows this particular friend will not be a huge help in this particular moment but what she doesn’t anticipate is your light footwork the second he breaks through the crowd. Poor Deku. He would have been okay if he hadn’t steadied himself on your shoulder after wrestling free of the crowd.

“Hey Och–!”

With eyes still unfocused and balance still off, you kick a foot between his legs, take solid hold of his hand, and then he’s flying– fully airborne– over the back of your head and onto the marble floor. Uraraka barley pushes a pair of diplomats behind her fast enough to keep his red boot from knocking out any teeth. A hush ripples immediately through the crowd.

“Deku you can’t just grab people!”

The short young man gapes up at you from the spot where you have him pinned to the floor. Freckles and nervous eyes, a slight smile, he whispers, “I’m sorry.”

“I’m sorry,” you whisper back immediately.

“That’s enough!” Another voice, a tired voice, breaks through the mortifying silence and kick-starts the chaos again. You release your hold on the boy who is quick to pick himself up and bow his head, but people are moving, generals or ordering, waitstaff are fussing, all around you again. You don’t have Uraraka’s hand to hold. The boy could be apologizing, his mouth is moving for sure, Uraraka is gone– you’re trying to excuse yourself to a young woman whose foot you’ve tread, but she’s replaced by an old man in blue cloaks, then he’s replaced by a spindly child with a silver horderve tray and it’s becoming terribly difficult to stay afloat.

“Y/n,” The tired voice becomes clear again. You raise your head and Aizawa is standing in front of you, borne from the crowd pushing past. He takes another step forward and it’s so much easier to concentrate on his dark coat in the colorful chaos.

He doesn’t seem to be burned, or maimed, or...ghost-like, and he is not phased by the swarms of expensively dressed men shouldering past the pair of you. You don’t know where the boy or Uraraka went and you haven’t introduced yourself to the queen who must be in here s–

“Y/n.”

“Yes, sir.” You snap back to attention.

Aizawa’s caught your eyes wandering to the windows again and when he says your name it’s low and clear, “May I?” You nod. He pinches the collar of your nightgown with his long fingers and clasps the silver neckline closed with a brooch.

“You’re in the throne room. How do you feel?”

“Well, sir.”

“You were injured last night, do you feel any side effects?”

“I’m–I feel fuzzy.”

Panic subsides with nothing to focus on but the man in front of you. He stands close and works slowly. When your eyes are no longer pounding with your pulse you take a glimpse of his handiwork at your chest and melt a little at the shining dragontooth below your collarbone. White and unburnt, heavy and familiar. Aizawa rests his hand over your chest when he finishes his adjustments and your heartbeat slows considerably under the pressure. No one bumps into you anymore.

“You were very brave last night Y/n, thank you.”

You think you thank him in response but you’re having a difficult time taking your eyes off his hand where that pressure keeps your lungs from overflowing with panic. You close them instead.

“You’re in the throne room, are you meant to be here?”

“Yes sir.”

“You don’t like tight spaces do you?”

“I’m alright, sir.”

“It helps to focus on one thing in a situation like this.” He lifts from your dragontooth and replaces the warmth with two hands on either shoulder. Briefly, he glances over your head to the crowd undulating, not daring to crash into the black guard, before tipping his head back down to you,

“What are your orders? You should be in bed.”

The presence of the crowd beyond their clicking howling and clinking is only in the absence of fresh air to breathe. The overwhelming chaos of the room is subdued now, dull save for seagull cries and Master Aizawa watches on patiently like he knows that he’s the reason for your peace.

How many orders had you received this week? You blink a few times as you remember and become fully aware of the tragedy of your mission; Queen Mitsuki’s letter to Her Majesty Todoroki, one of the only two things you were tasked with protecting, is ash in a forest miles away.

“I– have no orders. I was requested for an audience.”

“Unhand me!”

Aizawa’s hand at your shoulders becomes a grip when new noise vibrates from a far corner of the room.

“– if you don’t–!”

A horrible tide overcomes the crowd, slowly at first, then the pull of a thousand eyes, heads and legs towards the sound of the commotion. Exactly what you always dread, the sea of people begins to churn and it is never the threat of the crowd that chills you but what a crowd can do to itself.

The voice turns into many which turns into shouting over the single note of chatter. They’re fighting, someone has started a fight in the throne room and you haven’t even managed to catch a glimpse of the queen or her mighty entourage yet so the room must be vast and the crowd must be plenty and there is a much higher chance than you’re comfortable with, of stampede.

The old guard doesn’t have time to be gentle with you when he pulls away, “Can you manage the crowd?”

“Yes sir.”

And you both understand that this is an order, not a question, not a concern.

“Shinsou!” He calls over your head before diving into the thrawl, “Help our Alderan control this traffic.”

As Aizawa disappears into the swell, the relief of Shinsou’s name floods. Every member of your party had been recovered from last night’s fire. You swivel, hoping to catch sight of the young guard coming your way before you begin to help the Takoban staff herd these guests like Aizawa instructed, but instead of Shinsou there are a pair of wide redrimmed eyes standing much too close.

“You’re the Alderan guard?”

Heads turn.

When a great gaggle of creatures come together, it is the sheepdog’s job to gather them. When a dragon takes up residence in a castle it’s mistaken for a jewel rich cave, it is an Alderan’s job to come and relocate them.

“I heard him say it,” the person presses closer, “you’re a member of the Alderan party.”

Sometimes though it is a sheep’s job to wreak as much havoc as possible. The crowd, still generally flowing toward the tussle at the front of the room, has decided that you too are interesting.

“Have you spoken to the queen?” Is the first of many things you hear when a wall of well dressed backs becomes a ring of eager faces.

“Where is your–”

“–does Aldera have–”

As you attempt to find footing suitable for a military member of your standing, a stiff breeze reminds you that you’re not wearing anything more than a cotton nightgown. There’s no sword at your hip, no medals at your chest past Jeanist’s heirloom dragontooth, and only a flimsy ribbon holding back your braid.

“– can you– will this affect the–”

“–was quick!”

“How hot–”

The Takoban King must truly love war for his council to be so large, and for the people in it to be so joyous in their involvement. Flies on corpses.

More and more people break away from the forward flow of the crowd as they realize who you are and not one of them thinks to give you breathing space. You become the room’s second center of gravity. Where the hell is Shinsou?

“I will answer–” you attempt and then spin to apologize to a man you’ve bumped into, “– your questions– I will–”

What is causing this fuss? One bandit in the woods? Alderan company? Are these the manners of Takoba?

Your breath sticks to your throat in the questioning swarm while they push you deeper through them– like you’ve been swallowed by a great snake. You can’t embarrass your country by using force on royal advisors but the constriction of your arms against your side makes it difficult not to raise your voice.

“Where is your party?”

“Who is– charge–”

“You’ve brought danger!”

“Where is your prince?”

Your prince. You dread what would have happened if His Highness and friends accompanied you here. You dread what you would have to do to this crowd to keep them from touching him.

“Excuse me,” you duck as you murmur lukewarm apologies in escape. You must find Shinsou.

A short woman in tails is at your eye-level like this and she begins a barrage of questions about Alderan foreign policy when you error eye contact. One foot in front of the next only introduces you to a new polished nobel and either their disdain or their cross examination. Pushing forward isn’t working. What happened to the vast throne room? Why does it shrink when you move through it?

Your clothes are too tight– your skin is too tight and the hair brushing the back of your neck will surely kill you. You jerk an arm when a brave soul grabs hold of your bicep and force your shoulder stiff in its socket to stop yourself from striking. Their voices melt into itching static, you feel their mosquito bites in the goosebumps of your flesh.

“Where–”

How will you help to manage this crowd when you can’t even walk through it? You don’t want to be alone anymore, this– you, you won’t remember how to get back now.

“You’re a soldier?”

“– and how many–”

“Alderan! Were there weapons or onl–”

A firecracker pop screams in the open air above all of you and you’re gasping when your hearing comes back, long enough to focus on the whistle and crack of a shot in the chamber. One more keeps the static from filling your ears again, and steals the attention of the generals not yet bored by your silence.

“Move,” detonates as a voice off the walls.

Bodies roll past you, through you, to continue their questions without getting crushed by the parting crowds. They can’t yet see the person attached to the voice or the reason for the parting, but you know the owner of the sparks that splash across the blue-green ceiling, and you would follow them forever and a day.

Prince Bakugou, in all his milk golden glory steps through the swarm like a threat.

Generals that swallow you whole don’t approach him and you itch to be closer, but the questions don’t subside just because a new Alderan guest has appeared and in fact they seize on the opportunity to ask you for an introduction.

Your heartbeat is just the ringing of a dented bell, over, and over again and you feel its pulse in your jaw when you open your mouth to speak. No words come out now– now that your arms are trapped at your side and you’ll never be free of this–

“Oi!”

The bell rings louder.

“What–you! Off of her!”

And the person taking their turn to interrogate you is flung forcefully from frame, along with the waitstaff they grab in a panic and take to the ground. And he’s right there, the prince standing directly before you, a vast clearing behind him, growling and billowing smoke. His red eyes aren’t gentle but they pierce your soul with warm homesick.

Having tossed aside the only things between you, other advisors trip over themselves to escape the prince’s course. Some even try to hide behind you. Gold crackles in his palms as he watches you hurriedly catch your breath– why is he here? He’s close enough to touch again and he’s cleared a path to you like the room was empty.

“Highness,” you bow your head and rush to blink the last of the shock from your eyes.

The prince grits his teeth. The veins in his jaw splinter his sculpted cheeks, “You–” he growls. The crowds swell behind him in both size and volume and then flinch when he jerks back around, “– you dare treat an Alderan like your entertainment! Filthy fucking searats–” an explosion from each hand punctuates his rage.

You flinch. Your eyes flood at the sudden noise and your proximity to it, though something more exhausted than tears, and you realize you may be the one in need of a doctor out of the pair of you.

“C’mere,” the prince locks eyes with an unfortunately close diplomat and snatches their furred collar to many cries and general protest from the fleeing crowd, “You think it’s funny eh? To pull a member of my party from the hospital and ambush her in her bedclothes?” The man sheds a few tears of his own as the prince shakes him.

On the first day of winter the queen and her son Dance Peruro with their citizens. Paint their faces with pomegranate wine and strip off their furs to the waist, and then open the caste gates to let townsfolk pour in for feasts and holiday songs. You are always terribly anxious on the sidelines with Jeanist while trying to follow the crowd’s skipping and yowling to make sure that the queen is safe. The king watches his family from the sidelines too, but much less anxiously and mostly with hands full of food.

In the dance, wild limbs fly like fist fight and there is always, always shouting. Screaming thanks to the heavens while leaping round a great bonfire to singsong horns and strings. The Dance Peruro is destructive and it’s beautiful to watch two pairs of red eyes full of joy, dance together in the crowd that loves them.

Bakugou looks elated in this scene, red eyes slits and filled with excitement. Gold twinkles in his ears. He finally gets to flex his magic even if it is inside another kingdom’s throne room and practiced on another kingdom’s citizens, but how on Earth you’re going to apologize to the Takoban queen– to master Aizawa– you have no idea.

The prince raises his captive off their feet and hurls them into the crowd hard enough to knock a few sturdy generals to the ground. His arms threaten to tear from the confines of his silky white shirt in his passion. With his back turned you still know exactly the expression he’s making and you’re just relieved that he’s safe. It doesn’t cross your mind to detain him.

“Gimme those pretty coats or I’ll skin them off you.”

Just about everyone within earshot either scrambles backwards or starts to strip their outer layers in confusion. An old man in fine blue robes flees through the clearing at the exact time that the masses start to shuffle and thrum against one another, but Bakugou snatches him by the back of the neck and releases a hellstorm of orange and pink strong enough to eject the man from his capes and clear across the room.

“Classic Takoba hospitality, huh? You parade all your guests around in their underwear?”

With the space created by your prince’s rage, the full glory of the throne room becomes clear. In the empty circle around the pair of you the fine white rugs shine like spotlights. They’re stitched with blue emblems– blue flames– that climb across the floor, from stone to window, elven door to throne. The throne.

Most of the crowd has rushed to the entrance in escape, no doubt trapping Aizawa with their terrible fuss, and so the crystalline space all the way at the back of the room is open. And it is where the queen sits in her sea glass throne. Dozens of silver suited guards surround the base of her throne’s raised platform to protect her from your prince’s squalor, Shinsou and Uraraka among them– the freckled boy too.

It’s a struggle not to shout for help. Or rush to her side, for the queen’s fragility lights up every protective instinct, every resuscitative urge in your body; surely she is drowning and you are appalled momentarily, that no one feels it important to save her life.

Icy white skin reflects the light of the afternoon sun and her eyes are dark and sallow. They might even be closed but you’re not close enough to see. You should be closer, she needs someone to keep her from tumbling to the floor like a limply sewn doll. Long light hair trickles over her shoulders to the point where her skirts meet her bodice like a shoreline. She is made of lace. Lace instead of flesh and seems too cold and stiff to survive another moment without proximity to a fireplace. Her Majesty sits with her hands in her lap and does not react to the chaos.

Behind you, your prince is a shark in a school of fish. Royal advisors at the back of the line to flee, panic earnestly now and guards at the edge of the room rim the onlookers, unsure of whether they’re permitted– or able– to subdue this royal guest. But the prince doesn’t snatch anymore lords and instead turns to you as candy sweet smoke rises to the ceiling now that no one is as interested in bothering Alderans as they are in finding something else, deep inside the castle, to busy themself with.

He’s still grinning when he swings around, but you’re not fooled, not even by his concern. You anticipate the scowl before his grin falls because you know that hates to look at you.

If your bad habit is eye contact you fear the prince’s may be aversion.

“Cover yourself,” he grumbles and thrusts the old man’s blue robes into your chest but he doesn’t let go quite fast enough. He holds both you and the stolen clothes there like someone who has something more to say, so you blink up to him. Your white nightgown whips around your calves.

Prince Bakugou was poured from molten gold. He doesn’t look at you but he doesn’t storm away, he doesn’t leave the clearing that he’s made for the two of you and you think he’s trying to say something when his gaze finally flickers from the space above your head to someplace below your dragontooth.

You can tell he’s holding back something calloused and loud by the way he bites hard at his lip. Instead he growls low in the space between you, “Return to your room at once.” And then barks for Kirishima.

“Coming!” The kind voice replies, echoing somehow in every direction. From your spot in the center of the room you can just barely make out red hair and a raised arm milling through the last fifty or so people trying to squeeze through the silver doors and out into the safety of the castle entryway. The Champion is much more polite than his prince and winds his hulking body gracefully through the throng before finally stumbling into the clearing. The prince doesn’t have any trouble looking at Kirishima.

“Take her back– get back upstairs, the lot of you. I don’t wanna hear a single Alderan peep for the rest of the day.”

This feels hypocritical, but Kirishima just smiles like a bowl of bread dough and takes up the open space by your side when the prince begins marching to the back of the room.

Anticipating your concern the Champion leans down to explain, “He has a formal audience with the queen.”

It’s too far to see clearly, but the Queen of Takoba hasn’t seemed to move a single inch in the past few minutes. How is Bakugou going to speak with a ghost?

Kirishima gestures to the piles of rumpled clothes at your feet that the prince threatened off of people in the crowd, “And it looks like you have your pick of fine coats, Y/n.” The smile of his voice keeps you from speculating for too long. You know it’s time to go.

The sweet giant takes the cloak from your arms as he guides you back into the depths of the castle, and you note the gentle way he secures it around your shoulders without touching you at all, “Where is Aizawa?” you ask while nodding your thanks.

“Oh he's taking a long drink in the kitchens.”

With the Champion at your side, you give the throne one more glance over your shoulder before stepping through the silver doors, but at this distance you can only distinguish Shinsou and his blue windswept tunic from the crowd of guards and your prince. You raise your hand beside your head in parting and the apprentice slips his own out from where he’s standing formal and so, so far away, with his hands behind his back. You smile.

While you and Kirishima puzzle your way back through the castle, off in the distances beyond great columns and disgruntled chilly diplomats, through the windy, salty, seashell castle, a blue light quivers in the dark.

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I know Christmas I over But I NEED to share this.

So we can all agree that Kirishima is a family man, right? I can see him with like minimum four kids. He is an amazing father, and also and amazing husband. And that fact really shines during the holidays. Christmas is kirishima's FAVORITE holiday, and now that he has littles with the love of his life, his love for the holiday has grown.

Kirishima will never be the kind of husband to leave his wife with the responsibility of making Christmas magical, and then just reap the benefits. Hell no. As a matter of fact his favorite thing to do his set up what he calls "Santa proof."

He will write a letter to his kids as Santa, He'll make footprints around the house with fake snow, He even adds a little glitter in the stockings and on the presents and call it Santa's "Christmas magic." It's so cute.

He loves to spoil his family so his kids and his wife will have the best toys, or tech, or clothes, whatever they want. He beams with joy walking through stores. Literally, hands FULL of bags, big ass grin on his face practically skipping through the place.

He not the best decorator, as far as taste is concerned, but oddly enough the man can hang some lights! He'll be outside with those lights like he's Martha May from The Grinch Who Stole Christmas. Your house will be the BRIGHTEST house on the block. Also he is buying the BIGGEST tree he can find cause why not?

Yeah Kirishima has giving you back that Christmas spirit you lost growing up.

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Oblivious (Kirishima x GN!Reader)

Kirishima didn't know anything.

He was as oblivious as he was manly.

Even when things were right in front of him, glaring at him in big red letters. Or in your case, big round eyes.

Kirishima didn't know your name. He didn't know your name, or your address or which department you were in or your quirk.

He didn't know it was simple, hardly even noticable. The round irises of your eyes glowed and changed colors to match your emotions.

But Kirishima didn't know that.

No, Kirishima didn't know what your quirk was.

So the first time you guys made eye contact, Kirishima didn't know why your eyes flashed from their neutral color to a bright but soft baby pink before returning to their natural state.

He didn't know that pink glow to your eyes meant you found him attractive.

He didn't know that every time you met, your eyes would flicker to that same shade of pink before shifting back.

Kirishima didn't know that that shade kept getting brighter and lasted longer in your eyes every time you saw him.

He didn't know that every time you talked about him, thought about him- he didn't know your eyes glowed that bright, now hot pink, color.

You didn't wanna tell him that pink meant attraction, and you certainly didn't wanna tell him that it was getting brighter and bolder the more you hung out.

So you kept him in the dark while your eyes glowed to be his light.

And Kirishima didn't know.

Kirishima was as oblivious as he was strong, even when the signs were two, bright and beautiful glowing pink eyes.

No, Kirishima didn't know anything.

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Um, so this is like a cute little fluff piece I just came up with. It's kinda random, I guess, but I felt like I needed to write something, haha (⁠◡⁠ ⁠ω⁠ ⁠◡⁠)

I hope you guys enjoyed it!!!

Haven't done it in a while, but...

Song of the Day(night???): Yours- Evann McIntosh

#anime #fanfic #black fanfic writer #manga #kirishima eijirou #kirishima x reader #mha kirishima #kirishima x you #kirishima x y/n #mha fluff #gn reader #kirishima x gnreader #Spotify

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animestsstuff2 · 17 days

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Bakugou Katsuki fics

sickly sweet

Part 1/ Part 2/ Part 3/ Part 4 /part 5 /part 6/ part 7/part 8

A dragons beauty Part 1/ Part 2/ part 3

One shots

Le Mcdonalds

#bakugou katsuki #my hero academia #bakugou x reader #kirishima eijirou #mha #aizawa shouta #all might #bnha deku #one piece #dabi #shigaraki #jujutsu kaisen #demonslayer #Black clover #Asta #blue exorcist #rin okumura

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bleach-your-panties · 5 months

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Sincember Event❄️❄️

🔴Post Info: UA is an HBCU. Reader is black. The boys are Alphas and Reader is a Delta. Katsuki is frat prez, because we all know he's mixed🤣

🔴I had to do a lot of research on reindeer for this, lmao.

Rating: Suggestive🍭

"Baby! Oh my God! You look so pretty and dainty. Just like a deer!"

You couldn't help but laugh at Eiiji; he always got so enthusiastic watching you get dolled up for parties.

Tonight, Alpha Phi Alpha is hosting their annual Naughty vs Nice Christmas party. It's a costume party, so all frat members and pledges are required to dress up.

Eiji is pledging along with some of his classmates: Denki, Mashairo, Izuku, and Mineta.

The junior and senior members (Katsuki, Hanta, Shoji, and Shoto) had specifically instructed the pledges to dress up as Santa's reindeer while all of them would dress as elves. Katsuki, would of course be dressed as Santa.

With you being Eiijiro's girlfriend of a year now, of course he'd be bringing you along with him to this event.

Everyone who was anyone would be there, and lots of girls from your sorority, Delta Sigma Theta, would be there as well.

“Thank you, Eiiji! You’re such a cutie. Hey sweetie pie, will you please pass me my lip gloss on the desk over there?”

Your sweet, redheaded boyfriend nodded happily and got up from his seat on your bed to grab the makeup product for you. “Uh, baby, which one is it? There’s like fifty of them.”

His red eyes stared down at your makeup table which contained various products for primping.

The lip gloss you were speaking of was contained in a small jar. You had ordered it from one of your favorite Etsy shops.

With a small giggle, you walked over to help him out.

“This one, pumpkin. The lip creams. Thank you for trying, boo.” He blushed when you pecked him on the temple with your soft, plump lips.

Eiijiro, like the gentleman that he was, pulled out your vanity chair so you could sit down and apply the gloss, called Red Hot, to your pouty lips. After adding some lipliner and blending, your ensemble for the evening was finally complete.

“Okay, I’m ready, Eiiji.”

“Awesome! Well, let’s get to prancing then, my lovely little ungulate lady!”

“Ooo, big word! I see you’ve been studying your vocabulary lists!” He nodded profusely, making the antler headband atop his head bounce around.

Most of your peers think that Eiijiro is just a big, dumb jock but that couldn’t be further from the truth.

The two of you often have study dates in the campus coffee shop or either of your dorm rooms.

He knows that if he wants to stay on the football team and keep his scholarship that he’ll have to study extremely hard and you’re more than glad to help him out with his goals.

Your roommate, Mina, who just so happens to be a childhood friend of Eiiji’s, is almost never in the room so that gives the two of you a lot of alone time.

—-

The Party

“Hey! The golden couple has finally arrived, now shit can finally start getting interesting!” Denki bounded over to the two of you, his own set of antlers bobbing on his messy blonde bedhead. He threw an arm around Kirishima’s shoulders.

“Who are you supposed to be? Dasher?” You giggled as Eiijiro put Denki in a headlock with his elbow.

“Hey, did you guys know that Santa’s reindeer are actually all females? Because, you know, male reindeer actually shed their antlers and Santa’s are always depicted with their antlers.” Eiiji piped up, happy to share his knowledge.

“Wow, dude…that was uh, very thorough. Never would have pegged you for a biology major.” Denki snickered, along with Mineta who’d just strolled up.

“Don’t try to play my baby. He’s a biology and exercise science double major, so don’t do him.” You gave Eiijiro a peck on the lips, your gloss not even smearing.

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Beefcake’s got brains and brawn, blah blah. Let’s get fucked up!”

Denki and Mineta high-fived before disappearing into the crowd.

That’s when you heard the music start up:

Unh, how you do that?

I’m trying to pursue that

“Oh shit, Eiiji, they’re playing our songs! You ready?!”

Eiijiro’s grin grew wide across his face and he licked over his sharp canines. One had a ruby red gem implanted in it.

“Ready when you are, babe!”

The two of you strutted to the middle of the dance floor, the party-goers immediately parted the sea and made room for the both of you.

This was the norm for you and Eiijiro whenever you attended Greek parties: your dancing always made you both the center of attention.

Drop it down on a nigga, do damage

Booty moving left to right, it’s panoramic

You bent down in front of Eiiji and touched your toes before sliding your hands up your legs. He grabbed you by your ‘reigns’ and made your ass collide hard with his crotch.

Panoramic, it’s panoramic

Drop it down on a nigga, panoramic

Thanks to you and Mina, he’d become a fantastic dancer. It probably also helps that you're on the dance team while Mina is a cheerleader.

That song hadn’t been playing long when the DJ suddenly switched it up:

All this money on me

All she tryna do is get naked

Naked naked naked

Like a red nose

Like like like like like a red nose

“Oh shit, babe; this one is my fav!” Eiiji hyped and you just laughed. You straightened your back and turned around to face him.

He grabbed your hips and you rested your hands on his forearms while moving your hips side to side with his.

The other patrons had cleared a space for the two of you in the middle of the floor.

All this money on me

Now come take it from a G

All she tryna do is get naked

Naked naked

And she gone shake it

Like a red nose

Like like like like a red nose

And she gone shake it

Like a red nose

Like a like a like a red nose

Eiiji then swiveled you back around and you pressed your ass back up against him. You rubbed it against him seductively then he used his thighs to bounce it from side to side.

Once again, Eiijiro grabbed your reigns and lifted you up slightly to slam his hips into your ass before letting you drop back down.

And she gone shake it

Like a red nose

Like a like a like a red nose

You twerked your ass from side to side while Eiiji held his arms at his sides then he dipped low and moved side to side with you.

And she gone shake it

Like a red nose

Like like like like a red nose

Eiiji patted your ass cheeks like a drum then grabbed your reigns and lifted his left leg up on the side of you with your ass pressed to his crotch.

And she gone shake it

Like a red nose

Like a like a like a red nose

He continued holding onto them while the two of you yiked faster and faster. The crowd broke out into cheers and applause, even hollering out your names.

After hearing all of the commotion, Katsuki came out, dressed like a cross between Santa and a bodybuilder while Shoto, Shoji, and Hanta trailed after him in red and green elf outfits.

“Brothers!” Eiiji smiled toothily and went in to give Katsuki a bro hug.

“The oldest and the coldest.” Shoto said in his monotone voice. Hanta snickered.

Katsuki rolled his vermillion eyes and shrugged Kirishima off of him.

"Okay, Rudolph, the Red-Haired Dipshit. Are you two almost done fucking on the dance floor so we can start the damn games?” Eiiji whined as Katsuki didn’t bother waiting for an answer and just walked away.

“Nice dancing!” Hanta gave him a grin and thumbs up before disappearing back through the crowd after Katsuki and the others.

“Come on Eiiji, let’s go show our faces and play stupid beer pong so we can ditch this and get some double-decker nachos.”

“Ooo, nachos! Come on, baby!” With a surprised squeal turned to giggle, you wrapped your arms around your boyfriend’s muscular neck as he scooped you up bridal-style.

—-

After The Party

“Baby, -hic- they're -hic- being mean to me again~” Eiiji whined into your plush thighs as you sat criss-cross applesauce on your dorm bed.

You’d taken off your tight leather pants and now only had on your brown bodysuit. It was so cute how clingy and whiny your handsome boyfriend got when he was drunk. Your acrylic nails stroked his thick, spiked-up locks, making him hum into your lap then nip your thigh with his teeth. One of his big hands gripped the opposite thigh and smacked it.

He also got even more touchy-feely when he was shitfaced like this.

Denki and the others had to help carry him up to your room to keep him from making a complete idiot of himself and ending up getting them arrested for public intoxication.

"Aww, baby, what’s the matter? They wouldn’t let you join in their reindeer games?"

He shook his head sadly and hiccupped again, followed up by a loud belch.

“They said…baby, they said that my nose was too bright…and, and Katsuki said that I couldn’t guide his sleigh tonight!” He lamented, completely distraught. You had to bite down on the back of your hand to keep from laughing at him.

“Yeah baby, I’m pretty sure that Katsuki wouldn’t let you drive his truck in the condition that you’re in right now.” You patted his head.

“It’s not fair!”

With a gentle nudge, you removed his head from your thighs and cupped his cheeks. Leaning down to face him, you kissed both of his reddened cheeks.

Your soft, innocent actions had Eiijiro’s dick standing at full attention in about 2.5 seconds.

He suddenly sat up and grabbed your thighs again, tossing you up towards the headboard. The bounce of your body made him giggle as he hovered over you now.

“Ok, Rudolph, what are you planning?”

"I’m sorry, you just make me so horny, baby. These are horns, right?" He slurred drunkenly. The headband on his head flopped forward and then slid off, landing on your chest.

"Antlers, baby"

"Same thing, right?" He hiccupped again.

You chuckled with a shrug of your shoulders. Eiijiro didn’t seem perturbed though as he reached down to unbutton your bodysuit.

“Can I, baby? I want to make you moan,” He paused, fingers wobbling slightly, “like a wildebeest. Hey, what sound does a reindeer make?"

You were perplexed. "I-I don't know. It's like a moose, right?"

He shrugged. “Well, whatever it sounds like, I’m about to make you sound like that.”

“Oh, Eiiji, I think you need some water and some Tylenol-” You were cut off as he’d now unsnapped all the buttons and was rubbing your clit through your panties.

"Mmm, baby, let's play some naughty reindeer games of our own, yeah?”

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