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earthtooz · 1 year
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fluff with a lot of angst, reader is injured and in hospital for one scene but it's not graphic, lovesick!bakugou
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during the many years you’ve loved bakugou katsuki, you have only seen him cry three times.
the first time, you were alarmed. where you fell asleep on the couch awaiting your boyfriend’s return, you did not expect to wake up to the sound of sniffles and the sight of drying tears.
“katsuki? what’s the matter?” you asked cautiously, immediately sitting up to wipe his tears away.
your touch, like a healing balm to the blond, lets you treat him like glass when both of you know he is nothing akin to fragile.
“‘s nothin’,” he gruffly huffs, voice cracking a little.
“if you say so,” you murmur skeptically, knowing better than to prod when it’s bakugou involved.
“were ya waitin’ for me?”
you nod. “i thought we could eat together but- what time is it?”
“almost nine.”
“oh. i thought we could eat dinner together but your patrol must have ended a lot later.”
his heart aches pitifully, worsening when he watches you rub the sleep out of your eyes. “‘m sorry, i didn’t mean to come home so late.”
“it’s okay, i get it.”
“we can still eat together, if that’s okay,” he grumbles, looking away bashfully and missing the way your face brightens.
“that sounds lovely, i’ll go heat up dinner-“
“-no, i’ll do it. it’s my fault for coming home later, i’ll call you when it's done.”
bakugou is out of your sight before you can argue any further. as you watch your boyfriend disappear, you’re left pondering on the couch as to why he was acting so uncharacteristically. did he have a bad day? did something happen at work? was he unable to save someone? that’s can't be the reason, he always-
“dinner’s done!” your boyfriend calls from the kitchen, disrupting your thoughts.
when you asked, it didn't sound like he had a terrible day, in fact it sounds like he had a successful patrol, but you cannot fathom any other reason for his melancholy, but if he’s forgotten about it, then you will too.
but... bakugou doesn’t forget. he still remembers when midoriya first alluded to the inheritance of his quirk from all might, he remembers the night vision goggles kirishima broke when trying to save him that one time, he remembers your favourite things and what makes you happy; he remembers everything.
and he’ll never forget that the tears he shed tonight were over the fact that bakugou will never get to show you how much he loves you.
bakugou katsuki, for the first time, realised just how painfully human he is.
he has a heart that beats for you, limbs that longingly ache to be near you whenever he’s not, a mind devoted to you and a cursed mouth so incapable of expressing it all.
if he could, he would wrestle the night sky to give its stars to you instead because you love stars. you love the stupid things in life that bakugou can't give. he can’t give you everything you could ever want and with that realisation, bakugou discovered just how beatable he was.
you may never know the multitude of bakugou’s love for you, and that fact alone brings him to tears as he gazed upon your sleeping figure on the couch, resting peacefully until his arrival.
the second time, you wake up confused.
the lights in the room are dim, there's a machine beeping intermittently and you think it's a heartbeat monitor but you don't really think too hard about it because your body hurts.
you have to blink a few times to get the blurriness out of your eyes, but you eventually comprehend the sterile walls of a hospital room. then the memories come back one by one, a patrol gone awry, evacuating citizens and... ah, being slammed into a wall back-first by the villain. explains the pain.
then you register the looming figure beside your bed, a pair of widened vermillion eyes gazing into your own with untameable blond hair to match, you can't help the smile from spreading on your face when you see your lover.
"hey," you cough weakly, throat dry and scratchy from lack of use.
next thing you know, bakugou's bulky figure is draped over yours, forehead resting on your chest as his arms gently snake around your torso, bringing you into his chest and pressing himself firmly against you.
you feel him; his relief, his sorrow, his devotion, his painful sobs as he shakes against you and it kills you that the only thing you have the strength to do is run a hand through his hair. you want to kiss him, to tell him that it's okay and that there's nothing to cry about, that you're here and nothing will change that, but you're so very sore and barely in tact.
"don't do this shit again," he threatens weakly and you feel his tears seep through your hospital gown. "you had me so fuckin' worried, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, i can't believe you'd do this to me, do you know how much it sucked to be without you?"
"sorry, katsuki," you whisper and he looks up at you, glossy eyes and quivering lip.
"promise me you'll never do this again."
cupping his cheeks with your hands, there's a rush of deja vu as your thumbs catch his tears. "i don't know how realistic that promise is given that this is my job-"
"-your job is to save lives, not go crashin' into buildings, idiot."
you laugh gently, a stabbing pain making itself known in your gut when you do. your wince doesn't go unnoticed by bakugou, who knows you better than the back of his hand and his heart lurches at the slightest evidence that you're in pain. "still, i won't make promises i can't keep, you know how our jobs are, katsuki."
he frowns, furrowing his brows. "then i'll promise to always be there for you. don't go where i can't."
"that's not realistic."
"watch me."
"okay then, deal."
there are questions you still want answers to, but for now, you'll let the blond continue crying with his ear pressed against your chest.
(you won't ever know about the few days bakugou has spent in your hospital ward, absolutely miserable as he looks upon your gaze with anticipation. he hates how helpless he is, that he can't do anything to rid of this horrible feeling in his chest but wait for you to wake up. he hates that he can't any semblance of peace, he hates the man that love has made him, but most importantly, he hates being without you.
you won't ever know the struggle it was to get bakugou out of your room for even just an hour. midoriya and kirishima had to wrestle him in hopes of getting some proper food together, and yaomomo and todoroki had to literally block the door with various items to prevent his entrance.
you won't ever know how alienated bakugou felt, unable to face your shared home without you in it. without your music playing, without your shoes messily thrown at the genkan, without your comforting presence to return to when all is said and done, there isn't much of a home for bakugou.
you won't ever know how desperately bakugou clung to your hand, fiddling with it whenever he needed a safe haven.
you won't ever know the amount of tears the blond had shed by your side, hunched over your bed, with nothing and no one to comfort him but the sound of the heartbeat monitor.)
the third time, you cry too.
it's your wedding day.
when the news first came out, japan practically roared with excitement and anticipation for the special day that their two favourite heroes would wed. the enthusiasm has not dimmed down even months later, and now, as you're one door away from your lover, you feel it buzzing in your bones.
it all goes by in a blur. one second you're about to trip over yourself in nervousness and the next, you're walking down the aisle with a stunned bakugou failing to keep his composure at the altar. despite the amount of close friends and family around you, all you can see is the love of your life who looks at you with unmatched adoration and affection in those ruby irises of his.
up close, however, all you can see are the tears forming in his eyes, and his first sniffle takes everyone in the room by surprise. no doubt, this is their first and last time seeing their beloved hero cry.
more tears are shed and then, it's just waterworks from practically everyone in the room as bakugou breaks down even more.
thank goodness for a private wedding because you know he is never going to live it down if the press got their hands on this image.
a close friend of yours hands you a handkerchief and you wipe away bakugou's tears with a teasing smile, unable to keep your wobbly laughter at bay as your lover- japan's symbol of victory and heroism, turns to nothing but putty in your hands. he lets you treat him so delicately because you've seen him at his lowest, most shaken, and most unlovable, yet still decided to stay.
"sorry," he apologises as you dab at his tears, words reserved for you and you alone. "you're just so... divine. i can't believe i'm marryin' you."
you feel your first tear roll down your cheek and bakugou catches it before it can go too far, wiping it away.
"such an embarrassin' way to start our wedding," he grumbles.
"embarrassing for the both of us, but memorable no doubt," you try to reason.
"everything is memorable as long as i'm with you."
"such a sap," you whack his shoulder lightly. "have you been saving that line for today specifically?"
"you should wait til the vows. bet mine are better than yours."
"i didn't know you could be a poet."
"only for you."
"well then, i can't wait to find out what else you are, katsuki."
"i'll always be yours."
you laugh, "i'm glad to hear that 'cause i love you."
"i love you even more, i'm crying just to prove it."
"your tears are dangerous."
"yeah well, you're marryin' these tears so."
"like i said, i can't wait."
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frickingnerd · 3 months
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bakugou's s/o sleeping with plushies
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pairing: katsuki bakugou x gn!reader
tags: established relationship, fluff, reader is nervous to tell bakugou about their plushies, happy ending
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bakugou knew that you owned a ton of plushies, as he regularly saw them all over your bed and the shelves in your dorm room
he also knew that they were important to you, even if you always tried to act like they were just decoration
perhaps you thought that bakugou would find it embarrassing that you still had plushies you slept with, but he always made sure to never comment on them
that was, until class 1A went on a trip and slept over in another city, where you didn't have your plushies around
that night, you couldn't sleep at all. you didn't want to take your plushies along, since you didn't want to look childish, but now you were regretting your decision
you tossed and turned in bed, while the other students of class 1A seemed to be already asleep. except for bakugou!
despite never saying a word about your plushies, he knew they were important to you, which was why he decided to bring one of them along, without asking you
as you turned over in bed, you almost had a heart attack when suddenly your favorite plushie was placed in front of you by your boyfriend
“take it!” bakugou commanded and you happily wrapped your arms around the plushie “you can be mad at me for taking it without permission tomorrow, but now i want you to sleep… and if that little thing helps, then i'm glad about it!”
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stormy-skyzzzzzz · 8 days
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okay but imagine sitting in your partners lap and whispering “talk nerdy to me, baby”
and then imagine them rambling on about random things they learned or something new they read that day.
(guys i love when ppl ramble about random things)
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hollowtakami · 17 days
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HEYOOO
so I read your keigo fics and I really loved them! What do you think about Keigo waking up from a nightmare and he can't find you, so he starts to panic, and when you come back from the toilet (or wherever you were), he immediately latches onto you panicking and crying
Man he is so sweet
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hi anon! ^_^ tysm for your ask, it rlly made me smile hehe. here’s a small drabble as thanks:)
(apologies if its rusty, the only thing i have written as of late is uni essays-)
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keigo gasped for air as though he’d been reborn, feathers pricked out like needles.
he clutched at his shirt like a vice, daring to tear through his skin and stress grip his dying heart. he panted, delirious amidst his fear.
the suns of his eyes bounced across every corner of the room, his free hand scratching away the duvet in search of you. nothing, not even his feathers could sense you, clouded by fright.
what the avian didn’t know was that you hadn’t left him like his father, you’d only gotten to get a glass of water after the drought in your throat had woken you up, not nearly as violently as the way your boyfriend’s body treated him.
what you didn’t know was that your boyfriend was unfurling faster than the might of his wings ever could.
pattering through the hallway of your apartment with a glass and a plenished throat, you gently broke your way into your shared bedroom with a tired hand.
your eyes retreated behind their lids at the light you swore you hadn’t put on, lest you disturb keigo in his sleep.
no, an instinctual feather did so.
you stop, feet planting into the carpet as your brain tries to process the scene in front of you, whirring through its fatigue.
there was keigo, plumage fluffed up in fear, eyes wild and pinned on you, your bedsheets in tatters.
“kei?” words clawed up your throat as you slowly made your way to the bedside table and placed the glass. keigo grabbed your wrist the moment you’d set it down, you managed to get a better look at him.
sunny bedhead and a dark sky lining his eyes, his chest heaved along with the heavy burdens that laced his blood, what was his own that didn’t stain his hands.
no matter how much he scrubbed his skin, keigo would never be clean. it had trickled into his brain, and he couldn’t even escape it in his sleep.
“stay,“ he silently barked, his words scratchy.
keigo’s stress grip on your wrist wouldn’t let up, the avian latched onto you for dear life.
your face fell, eyebrows furrowed as you saw his glassy eyes, glossed over with fear.
“bad dream, baby?” you whispered, slowly raising your wrist to run a hand through keigo’s hair, massaging his scalp with gentle nails.
keigo only choked on a sob, his vulnerabilities racing down his cheeks to their end. if only this would end, he begged to a god he wasn’t sure existed.
you brought your wrist down, eyes trained on the dots of his.
“‘m not going anywhere, baby boy,” you soothed, gentle reassurance hanging in the air until keigo was ready to pluck it down and hold it close to him.
he tried to not, more words contesting in his throat.
keigo looked down at himself, feathers shaking more than his tired body.
“bad..” he gestured to himself.
“you aren’t him, birdie,” your words were soft, sun against his skin. his heart swelled amidst the silent rage of his head.
soon, you felt keigo’s grip starting to soften too.
you grabbed the glass of water with a free hand, using the other to usher strands of gold out of his eyes, tucking them behind his ear as you helped him sip some water.
kissing his forehead, you cooed, “that’s my boy,”
keigo chirped, too frightened to speak. he would only chirp or coo when this regressed into his fear, not that you minded. you knew that his bird qualities were something he was forced to bury, much like other innocents.
but, there wasn’t any blood on keigo’s hands.
the only thing in his hands was the silk of your skin, fingers intertwined as you spoke to him with the song of your voice, an angel he would tell himself he didn’t deserve.
your wings were pure, his stained red. he was born like this, conceived by a monster of a man. so, that must mean that he was born the same.
it took an angel like you to help him realise he had never fallen, it was someone else who had clipped his wings.
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katsus-world · 1 year
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Things bakugou would “hate” as your boyfriend!
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This man would most definitely hate it when u slap his ass
• "the actual fuck, y/n?!" His pupils are dilated as he stares as you.
• You freeze up and let out a nervous laugh.
• "What? You do it to me all the time! It's only fair if I get a little slap every once in a while!" You look at him in defense.
• "That's different! Don't ever touch my ass again, or ima explode your face off!" His threats are meaningless as he turns back to doing whatever he was doing.
• He'd never hurt you and that was obvious. But he would most definitely pick you up and toss you onto the couch while mumbling shit under his breath, leaving you and going back to what’s the was doing.
•letting this first time slide, if you do it again, he’s doing it back with a little more force.
“Ah katsuki! What the fuck?!” You’re laughing as you jog out the room holding your pulsing cheek.
“Oh, now you don’t like it?! You weren’t saying that when I had you bent over last night woman.” He proudly says as he goes back to chopping up some onions.
“Katsuki!” You’re red, walking back into the kitchen and wrapping your arms around his toned waist.
He grunts in response and y’all stay like that for a little while. Living the way you place small kisses on his back.
This dude would absolutely hate it if you don’t answer his tik toks 😭
I’m sorry but I already KNOW if you answered him and didn’t reply to all 4 tik toks he’s finna say something.
“Go Look at my tik toks dumbass, they’re funny.” A small hue of pink scatters his face as he says it with embarrassment.
“Sorry Kat I’ll do it Right now! I didnt Check them before because I was finishing some homework. I didn’t want to leave you on delivered though so I only answered the other text you sent me.” You give out a quick explanation as you open the first link.
It was a video of a kid falling
He grunts in response and moves closer to you.
You both are in his dorm and he just watches the vids w you and CACKLES as he sees them kids falling 😭😭
( ˘ ³˘)♥ ( ˘ ³˘)♥ ( ˘ ³˘)♥ ( ˘ ³˘)♥ ( ˘ ³˘)♥ ( ˘ ³˘)♥
Unrevised but I just HAD to get these out of my head! I’m sorry for any misspellings 😭💔
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smtere · 19 days
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-> mha getting into an argument w their s/o:
includes : bakugo, midoriya and todoroki
(a/n) just a reminder that if you've had an argument with someone you care about a lot recently you shouldn't beat yourself up about it - its ok to have arguments with the people you love and whether your in the right or the wrong it always feels better to try and forgive ! <3 I hope everyone reading has a nice day / night and remember to keep smiling !
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bakugo : it was an accident but he doesn't want to admit it since he's a stubborn bastard. wouldn't snap out of it until he sees his (s/o) in danger or hurt and would instantly go in to protective mode cause he actually cares about them deep inside despite not showing it. then when he and his (s/o) are in bed and he thinks they’re asleep he’ll whisper a ‘i love you’ and apologise - would never actually admit it to them if they were conscious.
midoriya : ok, epitome of ABSOULUTE CUTIE - first person to admit he is wrong, would apologise profusely and pampers his (s/o) non stop. he feels so bad that his (s/o) can’t be mad at him for long cause I mean, have you seen him. his s/o would have to reassure him for months after the argument that they forgive him as he is definitely going to be feeling guilty for a while.
todoroki : would apologise the next morning and feels so bad cause he feels like he's turning into his father. hugs his (s/o) tightly, scared that they are going to leave. after a lot of reassurance he feels slightly better, his (s/o) having to tell him over and over that it is ok to have fights as couples and that it was perfectly normal to disagree with each other - its what makes us all human.
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a/n : sorry this is so short, but let me know if you want me to do any other characters or a different scenario! requests are always open <3
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agendercrisisx · 6 months
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Shoto loves taking care of you, because he was never taken care of as a child. So he loves making sure you feel loved, to never pressure you and of course fuck you until you can't stand.
The man has stamina and he is not afraid to use it. He can go for hours, never taking a break. Cumming several times, but not caring because he just wants you to feel good. That's all he cares about. His angel, or demon. Depends on the context, you're an angel in the real world. But when its just you too, oh what a brat you can be.
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sourlove · 6 days
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Street Rat ~ YANDERE BAKUGO KATSUKI
TW: OBSESSION, DELUSION, YANDERE THEMES
Okay but imagine street urchin Bakugo with a spoilt brat darling. You work in a fancy clothing store on a posh street, modeling clothes in the window front for the adoring eyes of your admirers.
Bakugo is one of those admirers. But he's not like the rest of them. He's special.
Why else would you blow kisses whenever he was around? Or drape over your chair so prettily like that? It was all for him, he knew it.
"Hiiiii Katsuki," you drawled with a lazy grin. He was dead tired but he couldn't go home without seeing you before the store closed.
He came every day without fail and if he was lucky, he would find a pretty trinket in the trash piles that he could gift to you. They were never good enough, no matter how well Bakugo polished and cleaned them but he liked giving you presents. Why risk selling them for money when he could potentially be rewarded with a beautiful smile?
"Hey beautiful," he murmured, pressing a hand to the glass window, not too hard, in case the store owner yelled at him for leaving grimy fingerprints again. "I missed you today."
You giggled at that. "Aw I bet you missed seeing my pretty face, huh?" Bakugo nodded fervently and you laughed, throwing your head back.
He admired the smooth curve of your neck, wishing he could reach out and touch you, just once. But if he touched you now, he would probably leave dark smudges on your perfect skin. No matter how hard he tried to clean up before he saw you, it wouldn't be enough to not dirty you.
"You're so sweet, Katsuki," you cooed, kicking your legs up on a stool so Bakugo could glimpse of the smooth expanse of your thigh. His eyes drank it in hungrily and you smirked. "Anybody else would be lucky to have you."
"You're the only one I want, baby. There will never be anyone else for me," he said gruffly, eyes boring into you. God, you were so perfect, so flawless, just for him.
"Oh come on Kats, you know we just can't be together," you sighed dramatically. "Someone like me, well, I deserve the best, don't I?"
"You do, sweets, I swear you do. Look I-I'm putting something together for you, no, for us! It's gonna be great I swear-"
"Y/N! Closing time!"
You glanced up from admiring your nails and called out an answer to your boss further in the store. You spared Bakugo a bored look. "Look, I've got to head home. You're cute and all, but do you really think you can afford me?"
That stung Bakugo a bit. If it were anyone else, he would have beaten them into a bloody mess but he would never do that to you. But he couldn't just let you keep brushing him off like that. You had to notice him. You had to finally take him seriously.
Bakugo swallowed thickly, mind buzzing frantically. "What if I could get money? And a house? And lots of fancy things for you? Would you love me then?"
How irritating, you thought, glaring at the man. You give them an inch and they think they deserve a fucking mile. Well, it's not like he had any actual hope. You smiled wickedly.
"You know what, Katsuki? If you get a really nice mansion and lots of money and hell, a real fucking job, I'll marry you!"
Bakugo's mouth dropped open. Marry...? You would marry him if he just got those measly things?
You snorted at his expression and left the display area, calling over your shoulder, "Good luck, Kats!"
Bakugo trudged away slowly, still reeling from your words. A house, a job and money. Just three things and you would finally be all his. He began to laugh, softly and first, then louder until he had doubled over with tears in his eyes. You would marry him! Him!
A manic grin stretched over his face, making his cracked lips bleed. "I hope you won't regret ever saying that to me, baby. I'll make sure that you become mine~"
READ PART 2 HERE
A/N: Don't forget to like and repost if you enjoyed this! Part 2 is up now! xxx
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keigos-wings · 1 year
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the idea of subby keigo rutting against your thigh as you play with his wings has me in SHAMBLES
listening to him whimper and whine and beg for you to fuck him as tears roll down his pretty little face bcs he’s so frustrated,, he’s such a good boy, why won’t you fuck him already :,(
“fuck- please- i need you so bad- ‘m a good boy i promise, please just fuck me-”
and how could you say no to your little birdie when he begs so pretty?
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uravitypng · 1 year
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you were arguing with katsuki while denki was chilling in the corner of the room as mina walks in and asks whats happening as denki says you're having a lovers spat, leading to you both being incredibly confused because what? you're not having a lovers spat, you're just playfully arguing, it's what you always do with each other, it's not serious, it's hot. why does denki think it's a lovers spat? mina just nods in understanding leading to katsuki shouting at them telling them nothings wrong and they should "fuck off, and not pry into our relationship," you grin as katsuki turns to what with a scowl on his face, "what dumbass?"
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frickingnerd · 1 month
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“i kept quiet so i could keep you”
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pairing: katsuki bakugou x gn!reader
summary: as class 1A suspects you to be the UA traitor, it turns out you have an alibi and none other than katsuki can vouch for you…
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“how do we know y/n isn't the traitor?”
the students of class 1A all sat around the table in their lounge, holding a secret meeting about the events that happened after the summer camp. some had begun to suspect that the there was a traitor amongst them – whether it was someone in class 1A or 1B!
most students were each other's alibi's, but there were a few students that nobody knew what they were doing during the days leading up to the villain infiltrating the camp. and you were one of them, a member of class 1B, that had been spotted sneaking around at night during the summer camp.
“it wasn't them!”
katsuki was quick to dismiss the thought of you being the traitor, much to the surprise of the other students. nobody wanted to suspect you, but it almost sounded like katsuki knew for a fact that you couldn't have done it.
“why are you so sure about that?”
tenya seemed skeptical, mostly because katsuki was proclaiming you were innocent, without any proof. tenya didn't have a problem with you, but he found it hard to believe anything katsuki said without solid evidence.
“they were with me”
katsuki stated bluntly, surprising the other students a bit. nobody knew that the two of you were friends, but that would explain where you vanished to during night time. but that also brought up another question…
“…all night?”
izuku was the one to ask what had been on everyone's mind, a blush hushing over the boy's cheeks. surely there was only one thing to do when two people spent the night together…
“yeah, all night!” katsuki huffed and leaned forward, glaring at izuku, before his eyes wandered towards the crowd. “what, does anyone have a problem with that?”
everyone quickly shook their heads or averted their gaze. only tenya opened his mouth, debating if he should say something. but quickly, he began to shake his head as well, deciding that wasn't a topic he needed to lecture katsuki on right now, when there were more important things to discuss…
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kyunzin · 4 months
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𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐰𝐚
pairing; husband!aizawa x gn!Reader
cw; nsfw, teasing, grinding, groping, riding, kissing, cockwarming?, use of love and baby (to both)
a/n; this was supposed to be sleepy sex with aizawa but i got a bit carried away, do tell me if you think I should add any more cw
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husband!aizawa who came home late from his night shift finding the halfway dimly lit by a small antique light hanging from the ceiling.
husband!aizawa who walks with light steps knowing you’re asleep not wanting to wake you.
husband!aizawa who goes to the bathroom first stopping himself of his layers and slipping into the shower quickly to wash off.
husband!aizawa who steps out of the bath and dresses himself quickly and making his way to your shared room.
husband!aizawa who quietly opens the bedroom door to see you sprawled out on top of your king sized bed sheets pushed to the the side in only one of his shirts and underwear.
husband!aizawa who slowly pulls the sheets down to the end of the bed and lays himself down next you.
husband!aizawa who pulls you back against him gently not wanting to wake you and slips one arm under your waist reaching up to cup you chest throwing the other over to rest on your pelvis.
husband!aizawa who mumbles a sleepy “m’home love” into the back of your neck placing a soft kiss to your nape.
husband!aizawa who isn’t surprised when you mumble back a groggy “welcome back baby”.
husband!aizawa who lets out a low grunt when you push your ass against his crotch and let out a quiet “miss me?”.
husband!aizawa who nuzzles into your neck inhaling you sweet scent enjoying the feeling of you rubbing against him.
husband!aizawa who slurs out a “stop” because “you should sleep, I’ll fuck you when we wake up”.
husband!aizawa who is almost gives in when you let out a whine of “please, need you now, can’t wait”.
husband!aizawa who tells you it will take to long to prepare you as he already feels himself falling asleep.
husband!aizawa who feels his cock thickening out in his pants after you tell him that “I prepared myself before you came, I’m ready for you”.
husband!aizawa who knows he’s lost the game when he envisions you stretching yourself out for him knowing that you didn’t finish as you wouldn’t do so without his permission.
husband!aizawa who starts trailing kisses to to your neck and shoulder whispering out “you’ve been so good for me haven’t you baby, getting yourself ready all on your own ” and “I’m gonna give you what you want since you’ve prepared so nicely for me” in between them.
husband!aizawa who slides his hand that was resting on your pelvis down your underwear, slipping two fingers into your inviting hole.
husband!aizawa who elicits small moans from you as he teasingly fingers you avoiding the place he knows will make you scream.
husband!aizawa who plays with your chest while fingering you, flicking and pinching your nipples causing you to squirm trying to weasel your way out of his grip.
husband!aizawa who lets up when you plead for him to “stop teasing me and fuck me already” with a curt chuckle.
husband!aizawa who whispers “such a greedy hole you have” but pulls down his pjyama pants anyway, pulling out his now full mast cock from it’s confinement rubbing it against the curve of your ass.
husband!aizawa who moves your underwear to the side and teases your hole with his thick cockhead, slipping it in a little and pulling straight out letting.
husband!aizawa who feels as though he’s played with you enough and finally fills you out with a single slow thrust, the both of you cursing out in pleasure.
husband!aizawa who stays nestled inside you for a few seconds savouring the feel of you wet heat as he continues to grope your chest.
husband!aizawa who begins to languidly thrust into you enjoying the stretch of your hole around him.
husband!aizawa who tells you to “ride me then” when you whine that he’s being “to slow” and how he should “go faster”.
husband!aizawa who lays flat on his back while adjusting the pillow so that he can see you properly.
husband!aizawa who enjoys the sight of you stripping yourself of his shirt and your underwear, feeling your bare skin against his calloused hands.
husband!aizawa who rubs, squeezes and plays with your flesh in his hands until you swat them away telling him to “stop” because you’re “trying to focus” on slipping his cock back inside you.
husband!aizawa who lightly laughs as you struggle to sink down on him but lets you go at your own pace because it’s cute to see you struggle.
husband!aizawa who encourages you with praises of “c’mon baby, you can do it” and “your almost there just a little more” while he rubs up and down your thighs slowly.
husband!aizawa who was having fun watching you struggle but begins to lose his patience and asks if “you need help love?”.
husband!aizawa who when you let out a defeated whine of “yes please” tells you that “you did so well” and that he’s “proud of you for doing your best love”.
husband!aizawa who holds you still above him firmly by your hips asking you if “you ready”.
husband!aizawa who doesn’t wait for your answer and slams you down on him, the sound of your skin slapping against his echoing throughout the room as well as your muffled moan that was covered by your hand.
husband!aizawa who frowns at your actions asking you to “move your hand please , let me hear you baby” which you immediately do.
husband!aizawa who asks if “you not going to move baby?” when you lean forward to rest your hands on his chest clearly trying to catch your breath small whimpers leaving your mouth.
husband!aizawa who swears your walls grip him tighter as you rise up slowly.
husband!aizawa who watches you throw your head back as you quickly sink down on him.
husband!aizawa who lets you go at your own pace for a while but notices when your energy begins to grow impatient.
husband!aizawa who grows frustrated with the slow movements of you hips against him and takes matters into his own hands thrusting sharply into you with a grunt of “you wanted fast right? I’ll give it to you baby”.
husband!aizawa who laughs when you moan our that he’s “too deep” and that you “feel so full” because he knows and feels it too by the way you squeeze around him.
husband!aizawa who sets a punishing pace skin slapping against yours rhythmically while you struggle to stay up right only to ending up leaning over him with one hand on the headboard and one by the side of his head.
husband!aizawa who continues his onslaught even when you ask him to “slow down” because “you asked for this baby, remember?”
husband!aizawa who changes his angle slightly so that he’s hitting you in the best spot which immediately causes you to scream out in ecstasy.
husband!aizawa who knows that you’re close to release even before your chants of “m’so close” and “don’t stop” because of the way your walls clench around him.
husband!aizawa who fucks into you with a little more vigour feeling himself getting close as well.
husband!aizawa who asks if “ you want to come together baby” through laborious breaths.
husband!aizawa who pulls you down for a loving kiss pace never letting up after you let out a “yes please baby” in between broken moans.
husband!aizawa who tells you to “come now baby” when he feels he’s ready the steady pulse if your walls convulsing around him setting him off the both of you moaning out in pleasure.
husband!aizawa who lets you slump against him your hot bodies pressing against each other both of you panting coming down from your highs.
husband!aizawa who kisses you again when you press your foreheads together wrapping his arms around your middle and lower back.
husband!aizawa who pulls the cover over the both of you, keeping his cock and come secure in you after you both collectively agree that you have no energy to go clean up.
husband!aizawa who kisses your forehead whispering “sweet dreams my love” when you bury your head in the croock of his neck.
husband!aizawa who falls asleep in the security of your bodies deeply connected.
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𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
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hollowtakami · 11 days
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content: NSFW + MDNI! face riding, g/n reader w/ afab anatomy, just throwing my keigo hcs into the hellsite /pos
a/n: tysm for all the love on my posts + new followers! im feeling a lot better now and have a flow for work/tumblr balance! gonna be posting imagines/short fics more than anything too big, but i hope to post more soon:)
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Keigo has a big nose, and you can’t tell me otherwise. And fuck, he’s so handsome.
His features are nothing short of heaven for the eyes; a soft smile, eyes that turn hearts to goo and a handsome beak of a nose.
Some people think that big noses are unattractive, but Keigo’s partner is different. They worship every part of him. He was made so perfectly, an angel in disguise.
When you’re riding his face, his tongue teasing your tight hole, your clit brushes against his nose as you rock your hips over his chin. His stubble scratches your labia just right. Every part of Keigo overstimulates you perfectly as you jolt into orgasm, a whimpering mess as you buck into your boyfriend’s mouth as he eats your orgasm, face slick with his reward.
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ily-tomura · 3 months
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Bed Time
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Autistic!Tomura, GN!Reader
Getting ready for bed can be an ordeal, especially if Tomura hasn’t had the time to wind down after a stressful day.
He’s got a few videos that he’s seen a bunch of times and he likes to put those on as background noise as he’s falling asleep.
Tomura tosses and turns a lot in his sleep. You’ve found that he settles down faster if you wrap him up in a little blanket cocoon.
Sometimes you’ll get wrapped up in his sleepy tossing and he’ll end up curling around you. It seems like when he’s asleep, he’s much less nervous to touch you.
Tomura won’t admit it to you, but he does love stuffed animals. You’ve gotten him some and he loves them all dearly despite not being outwardly loving on them when you’re around. If you leave for periods of time, he’ll set them up around the house so he doesn’t feel as alone.
He is a big fan of taking naps. He’ll talk about how much he hated them when he was younger, but more recently? Set him up with some tea and a pillow and he’ll be snoozing in the next five minutes.
Tomura is actually fine with total darkness, but he gets uncomfortable when it’s only dim. His eyes try to fill in the blanks that he can’t see and it makes him unnecessarily tense. You set up some fun lights that he has the remotes for on his side of the bed.
He actually likes mornings, and frequently gets up earlier than you to play games until you wake up. You’ll very occasionally wake up to him looking at you, studying your peaceful expression, but he apologizes when you catch him doing that.
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