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She's Different

Izuku Midoriya x Reader x Katsuki Bakugou

Summary: You were different. Why couldn't he see that?

Warning: Alcohol mentions, PTSD mentions, a little angsty

Part 1:

Silence.

That's all he's known since you left.

How long had it been? 6 months.

6 months of silence.

5 months since Uraraka ended the affair.

4 months since he saw you were doing better.

3 months since he slipped from Number 1.

2 months since he'd taken up drinking.

1 month since he actually was a 'Hero'.

You had left him in a rut. The warmth and love he once felt from you that your aura had coated the house in now was cold and depressing.

He picked up the bottle of alcohol that sat next to him, the News Channel reporting of Dynamight and Shoto rescuing seniors from a villan attack on their care facility.

The anchor had asked the two how they felt and Dynamight couldn't help but wink into the camera, addressing someone personally.

That someone, Izuku knew as you.

"See you tonight, Princess,"

Izuku threw the bottle against the TV, smashing it and cracking the TV screen causing it to flicker out and go black.

Why did he have to suffer like this? Why did he give it all up? Why did he ever let Uraraka seduce him? Why had you walked out?

He grabbed his hair and grunted. His face red from alcohol as he felt his pulse race. A pressure built behind his eyes as water began to wet his lashes.

He missed you.

He missed your voice. Your laughter. The sweet smell of your perfume that sent shivers down his spine and clouded his head in the best way.

How you both used to curl into eachother late into the night or early in the morning and whisper sweet nothings to eachother. Nuzzling close and talking about the future you dreamed of together.

Or even the nights when he'd come home to you having an episode. A flashback, a trigger, anything that would set you off from your ex boyfriend. A man who used you and cheated on you daily.

He could pull you into a tight embrace and just hold you, let you cry and sob as he promised to be there. As he promised to love you.

Izuku had rescued you from him, just to turn out like him.

You had caught his attention. The way you smiled while lost in thought. The way your nose twitched when you laughed. How you would stop and admire flowers no matter where you two were. You never cared for his title of Hero. You'd fallen in love with Izuku Midoriya not Deku.

You'd bring him lunch when he ran over his own break. You'd make his favorite dinner after a particularly rough day of Hero work.

You would care for your friends and family like a Mother, always fretting over them. Supportive of Izuku no matter what, his number one through and through. Yet he couldn't be your number one, only The World's number one.

And he betrayed you.

He had let Uraraka drag him home to her house, had let her slip her hand on him anywhere she wanted. He let her do anything she wanted. He never said no, it was new, invigorating, heart racing...it was different.

He knew it was wrong, yet he continued. He left you for her countless times, half the time he figured you'd get over it. He did everything. He paid the bills and let you live like a Princess. The thrill of running behind your back swallowed him whole. He let the press and paparazzi find them. He didn't care. He thought what they had was special, that you were old news.

He was wrong.

Izuku let out a scream as it began to rain outside.

You had been different.

And he lost you.

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Well here's that part 2 yall 😂 I didn't think I would but here's Izuku basically drowning in his own misery. It's short but I hope yall enjoy it.

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Quick New Years Eve shoutout!

This will be super quick, I promise.

I've only been in the fandom for about a month and had this blog for like 2 weeks so ik people don't don't know me but I just wanted to give a quick shoutout! These people have made me laugh till I cried (and vice versa) and I just wanted to give y'all a quick thank you and wish you a happy new year!

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Special shoutout to @trasshy-artist and @peachsenpie for the follow!

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A/N: first of all thank you for those who supported the first part, I promise to deliver as much content as possible with the best quality I can provide.

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Freaky Friday - Part Two

Read part one here

Pairing: Bakugou x reader, Izuku x reader

Word count: 6.2k

Warnings: cheating/physical & emotional infidelity, oral (f receiving), overstimulation, dacryphilia, emotional sex, nipple play (f), praise kink, biting, back-to-back orgasms, marking, unprotected sex, creampie, heartbreak

Notes: There will be a part three to wrap things up. If you'd like to join the tag list, please click here. Special thanks to @kingkatsuki & @arvandus for letting me pick their brains and sharing some of your juicy ideas with me 💜

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It was barely light out when you woke, a faint pink light barely visible peeking out from behind the curtains when you felt your body being shifted, shuffled off of the warm torso that you’d been peacefully curled up into.

“Mmhm. ‘Course I love you, puppy,” Izuku murmured, turning away from you in the large bed.

It had to be Izuku. You had no way of knowing if Katsuki ever talked in his sleep, but you were certain that he’d never willingly refer to you that way. They must have switched back. Your husband was back where he belonged; he was home safe and sound and things could carry on as normal. That was a good thing, right?

Why was your gut reaction disappointment? Sure, you’d had your fair share of marital problems recently, but that was just a normal part of any marriage. There were highs and lows to any relationship. You were just in a low right now. Things would get better. They would feel the same as they used to again. They’d feel like--

Like last night.

You sat up, feeling much more alone than you did last night, despite the presence beside you. It was a far cry from the way you’d felt mere hours ago, how you’d drifted to sleep. Wrapped up tight against the chest of someone who made you feel special for the first time in far too long.

Well, perhaps not his actual chest, but he was the one holding you. The one ghosting his lips across your scalp, leaving behind the softest kisses after he thought you’d already fallen asleep. Whispering about how he wished he had the courage to tell you how he really felt.

Your heart pounded at the thought, a blush creeping up your cheeks as you glanced at the mess of green curls sinking into the pillow beside you. Izuku was still fast asleep, snoring quietly. Katsuki was likely at home in his own bed. Maybe he’d be awake already, maybe you could call him.

But should you? Should you even acknowledge what happened? You hadn’t really discussed that part. Surely, you couldn’t see him again and pretend like you hadn’t done what you did. Hadn’t revealed such intimate parts of your body and soul to him.

Seeing him again. That was a truly wonderful and terrible idea. You could slip out of bed right now and see him again if you wanted to and it was impossible to deny that you did. Izuku slept like the dead; it would be plenty easy enough to roll out of bed and slip out of the house before he woke. He likely wouldn’t be awake for a while anyway, whereas Katsuki was always an early riser.

You refused to acknowledge how quickly you were able to make the decision that put you where you were now, standing outside of Katsuki’s apartment, the sash on your wrap dress so loosely tied that it almost came undone on the way up here. Hopefully, he’d appreciate the little surprise that you had for him underneath.

You swallowed the guilt that lingered and lifted your left hand, which looked foreign without the diamond on your fourth digit, to rap on the door. His gruff, grumbling voice carried faintly through the door as you heard his heavy footsteps approach. It sent a tingle up your spine that you hadn’t realized you’d been missing for so long.

The door swung open and if you’d had any lingering reservations about what you were about to do, they were gone now. Vanquished by the starstruck look on his face, the contours of his abs which trailed into the cut v shape that tucked into his precariously low sweats. Your eyes meet and a jolt of electricity strikes your chest; you can’t turn back now. So you carry on, undoing the sash around your waist to pull your dress wide open for his eyes only, trusting him not to push you away, rushing forward and stumbling into whatever this is about to be, hoping that he’ll catch you.

“Did you miss me?”

He blinks, red eyes fluttering before he glances around the hallway and wraps an arm around your exposed waist, pulling you inside and swinging the door shut behind you.

“What are you doing here?” It comes out wrong, too abrasive and he suddenly realizes why you would’ve thought that he hated you in college.

But why is he even asking? He wants you here, right here. Pulled tight against his chest, smiling up at him the way you are now, like he’s never done a thing wrong in your eyes.

“I missed you,” you breathe, pressing your hands to his bare torso, running them up to his trapezius, giving it a gentle squeeze that has him relaxing into your touch, the tension melting from his features. “I was too afraid to tell you last night that I would, but I did miss you this morning.” Your warm smile almost soothes the ache of knowing that he’s not really the one you should be missing. “I just wanted to be in your arms again. Your actual arms this time,” you tilt your head back, searching his vermillion gaze while you ghost your fingertips along his arms, pulling both of them tighter around you.

“Y/n, what about--”

“Please, don’t say his name,” you whisper, the pads of your fingers tightening around his biceps. “Please, Katsuki. I just--I want to know,” you bring a hand to his torso, slowly tracing half of a heart over his own before you look up at him, eyes shining brighter than any star he’s ever seen. “I have to know what it’s like with you. I want you, Katsuki.”

He holds your gaze, folding his arm behind you to pull you flush against him while his hand comes to rest atop yours on his chest. It feels like his heart is in his throat and he doesn’t know whether to pour it out to you or swallow it back down.

“Are you sure that this is what you want?” He searches your face for any sign of hesitation, “Last night was one thing, but this,” he sighs, closing his eyes before pained red eyes meet yours again. “Baby, this is different in a lot of ways.” His hand cups your face, thumb swiping over your cheek as he tilts your chin up and leans in closer. “It’s different for me.”

“I know,” you reassure him, nodding your understanding. “It’s different for me too.”

“I don’t know if you mean what I mean, princess,” he smiles wistfully, his fingers pushing into your hair to cradle the back of your head.

“If I’m being honest, I don’t either, but I know that I want to find out,” you can see the bargaining happening behind his eyes as you stare up at him, your hands encircling his neck. “I don’t wanna hurt you though, Katsuki. I won’t do this at your expense.”

Your fingers brush over the buzzed hair of the undercut at the nape of his neck and his forehead comes to rest against yours as he lets out a soft chuckle.

“You’ve made it real difficult to turn you away with your choice of attire, y’know that?”

“I’m sorry,” your face burns, a shy smile tugging at the corner of your lip. “I wanted to surprise you.”

“You showin’ up here surprised me plenty,” he lifts his forehead from yours, the grin on his face faltering. “You know he’s lookin’ for you, right?”

“He’s awake?” You tear away from him, letting your hands linger on his chest. “I didn’t think he’d be up for at least a couple of hours.”

“Been blowin’ up my phone all mornin’, sweetheart. S’only a matter of time before he shows up here.”

A sigh escapes you, your head dropping back as you move to pull away, but he’s reluctant to let you, his hold slowly loosening to allow you to take a step away and pace in front of him.

“Not unless,” you take one last step before turning to face him. “You tell him you’re not here.” You cross back over to him, resting your hands on his abdomen, “He’s gonna assume I came here and I can tell him that I did, but when I realized that you weren’t home, I left. He never has to know we saw each other this morning.”

He exhales, dragging a hand along the length of his face, “You’re not planning on telling him what happened last night then either.” You look up at him sadly, shaking your head and he nods thoughtfully in response.

“Kats--” you run your hands up his chest and he stops you, lifting your hands off of him, assumably to pull away, but he does the opposite, pushing your dress off of your shoulders and letting it slink to the floor before he grabs your wrist and tugs you back to him, eager lips crashing into yours before you know what’s hit you.

Your hands find their way into his hair, knitting into the roots of his blonde locks as he lifts you, carrying you down the hall while his tongue explores your mouth with a ferocity that surpasses even the venture it took last night.

“Katsuki,” you pant, dizzy from the sudden whirlwind as he lays you down in his bed. “I meant what I said, I know this is selfish of me,” you prop yourself up on your elbows, watching him as he lumbers over you, crawling atop your prone form. “I don’t want to hurt you. I can leave and we can just forget that anything ever happened between us.”

“S’too late for that, princess. Besides,” he lets his lips brush against yours as he speaks before capturing them in another passionate kiss. “I never wanna forget a single second I’ve spent with you.”

His hands reach around to unclasp your bra, pulling it away from your chest as he sits back to kneel between your legs, marveling at your form as his hands skim along your thighs.

“Katsuki,” your voice is quieter, more uncertain than ever, but the way his name sounds falling off of your lips has him in a vice grip all the same.

He leans forward again, kissing you with a greater sense of urgency as he slips his fingers into the waistband of your panties to work them over your hips.

“Keep sayin’ my name, baby” he speaks against your lips, almost pleading with you. “Just keep sayin’ it for me and I’ll take care of everything else, okay?”

He’s breathless when he pulls away again, lustful red eyes searing into yours as he kneels again, slipping your panties off completely as you nod in compliance.

“Yes,” you prop yourself up further, brows knitting together as he lays on his stomach, his lips finding purchase on your inner thigh.

Warm, wet kisses are laid across your sensitive skin, pulling moan after moan from you as his lips inch their way closer to your core. You can feel yourself clenching involuntarily and he can feel it too, muscles tensing beneath his fingers as he spreads you open further, hands pressing into the innermost part of your thighs to part you, leaving you completely splayed open for him.

“Fuck,” he growls, baring his teeth against the lips of your pussy before slipping his hot tongue between your folds. “Knew you would taste fucking delicious.”

The sight is too sinful to behold, his intense gaze locking with yours as his nose nuzzles against your clit, his tongue slipping inside of you. You fall back into the mattress, threading your fingers through your hair, trying to keep still, but you don’t need to put in much effort. His huge hands slid up the inside of your thighs, pressing down on the inside of your knees to ensure that you can’t get very far from him when you squirm.

“Katsuki, oh my God,” you whimper, bucking your hips, grinding against his face as his smirk grows.

“Feels real good, don’t it, princess?” He sucks your swollen clit gently before letting it go with a soft popping noise. “You gonna cum for me, aren’tcha?” He releases one of your knees, slipping two fingers inside of you, reveling in watching how you arch and keen for him with an ever-increasing sense of pride. “Sure fuckin’ feels like it with how you’re clampin’ down on me. What’re you waitin for, babygirl? I’m gonna make you cum more than once today, I promise.”

His tongue returns to assaulting your puffy clit, toying with it in just the right way to have you losing your mind. Just when you're about to fall apart, his fingers leave your heat to slip beneath your thighs and immediately you close them around his head, too lost in the way his tongue feels inside you to miss the stretch of his thick digits. His only response is to double down, a feral groan leaving his chest as he buries his face in your cunt, tongue-fucking you while he reaches over your hip to rub your clit in tight circles with his thumb.

“Katsuki, oh—oh fuck. I-I’m gonna cum! Katsuki!” You cry out over the lewd slurping noises he’s making between your legs, gushing around his mouth as he eagerly laps up the juices, red eyes glinting and fixed squarely on you, relishing in the ecstasy he’s able to send you into.

“So fuckin’ pretty when you cum, y’know that?” He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, swiping away the fluid dripping from his chin with his thumb as he climbs over you again. “No matter what you do,” he lowers himself down, laying beside you as he props himself up on an elbow, dragging his fingertips along your sides, making you shiver. He grins, chuckling softly, watching the dopey, blissed out smile spread across your lips as you turn towards him. “You just look so beautiful.”

He tucks his arm beneath you, pulling you closer to him, his knuckles brushing against your jaw as you stare into each other’s eyes in comfortable silence. There’s been plenty going through his mind. Plenty going through yours. But in this moment it feels safe to take a step back from the gravity of what you’ve just done to just be.

Your head’s still swimming, the guilt temporarily drowned out by the sea of pleasure you’re floating along in. All you see is red, your new favorite color. Kind crimson irises that can’t seem to tear away from your face, narrowing as an affectionate grin turns up the corners of his mouth.

“Don’t look at me like that,” you whisper, resting your arm over his waist as you curl in closer to him, tucking your head into his broad chest.

“Like what?” His voice is pillow soft as his arm envelops you, hand resting on the back of your head to smooth your hair while his lips press to your temple.

“You know what,” you nuzzle into his chest, inhaling his scent, holding it in your lungs. Mahogany and something sweet.

“Like you’re the most Facbeautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on?” He murmurs into your hair, tightening his hold on you as he presses another kiss to the crown of your head. “Too bad, princess. You are.”

“Who are you?” You smile against his collarbone, giggling quietly as you cock your head back to look at him.

“What? You prefer when I’m mean?” His brow quirks, playfulness evident in his expression as his hand slides over your spine to rest at the base of your spine.

“Depends, I guess,” you chew on the inside of your lip, dragging a finger along his clavicle, watching the motion you make and missing the way his eyes shine as he studies your face. “I liked last night,” you shrug, “Didn’t like you being a dick all through school,” he rolls his eyes exaggeratedly as you laugh.

“I’m never gonna hear the end of that now, am I?” He tucks his index finger beneath your chin, tilting your head up to meet his gaze and you can’t keep a straight face, giggling as you give your head a little shake.

“No, I don’t think that you will,” you lean in closer. “Should’ve known you were a pigtail-puller.”

“Oh, you have no idea, princess,” he smirks, his chest rumbling with a clement chuckle. “If you need someone to pull your pigtails, I’m your man.” He leans in closer, nearly brushing his lips with yours, his quirking up when he hears your breath hitch just before they collide, but only barely, only for a moment. “But I’d rather spend the morning trying to make that up to you,” his warm fingertips run along your temple, brushing against the lobe of your ear as they travel on, along your jaw, to your neck. “If you’ll let me.”

You swallow, your throat dry as you nod feebly, “Please.”

His lips are on yours again, impassioned and amorous. A heedful hand grips your waist, rolling you onto your back as his tongue slips between your lips, his hand roving the curve of your hip, gliding over your thigh until his digits are once again agonizingly close to your center. You shimmy your hips in anticipation and both of you smile against one another’s mouths as they meld together like they were always destined to meet in this way.

It’s perfect. It feels innocent, despite being anything but. There’s a current in the air reminiscent of the facade of youth. Lulling you both into a space where time doesn’t pass, where nothing can hurt you, where nothing ever really goes wrong.

Until it does.

The sharp ring of his phone, accompanied by the incessant buzzing in his sweatpants pocket, startled the both of you out of the pleasant reverie, grounding back into a reality where actions had consequences.

“‘Course it’s fuckin’ him,” he gripes as he stares at the caller ID, silencing the ringer and getting ready to launch the phone away.

“Wait!” You seize his wrist, “Answer it. Tell him you’re not here, otherwise he might actually show up.”

He sighs, his cheeks expanding as he lets out a long breath, “Okay,” he nods, reluctantly swiping across the screen to answer as he sits up in the bed. “Hello?”

He rests his elbows on his knees as he bends them, listening to the frantic sounding voice that you can just barely hear coming through the phone as you sit up beside him.

Katsuki turns his head, offering you a gentle smile as he scoots back to lean against the headboard and Deku’s voice drones on. He curls his fingers, beckoning you to sit between his legs and you oblige, crawling over and turning around to settle back against his chest while his free arm snakes around your waist.

You rest your head back against the shoulder furthest from the ear his phone is pressed to, closing your eyes, trying to focus on anything but the noise of your husband clamoring about where you might be.

A jolt runs through you, your eyes blowing wide as three fingers press against your slit, the two on the outside separating to part you, so that the middle digit can slip inside your soaked hole.

“No, man, I haven’t seen her,” he lies as effortlessly as he’s able to thrust his middle finger in and out of you. Your abdomen tightens, hands fisting into the sheets as you try to hold off the noises creeping up your throat. “I’m not at home, but I can give her a call.”

“She’s not picking up her phone.” Deku sighs, “I’m about to go out and look for her. Did anything happen last night?”

“Like what?” He’s a great actor, sounding so interested in the conversation he’s having when his focus is entirely fixated on watching another digit disappear inside of you.

“Look, I don’t know if you saw my texts, but things haven’t been..ideal at home. Was she upset last night?”

“Trouble with the missus, huh?” He scoffs, pumping his fingers faster, watching your face contort as it grows more and more difficult to bite back your moans. “No, she seemed fine last night. Told her I was tired when I got there and took a shower. Hopped straight into bed. Nothin’ happened.”

Deku sighs with relief, “Thank God. Okay, but then I don’t have any idea why she would have left. I’m gonna keep calling, I guess. You’ll let me know if you hear from her?”

“‘Course,” he promises, grinding the heel of his hand against your clit, watching with delight as you arch into his touch, bucking your hips in search of more. “If I hear anything from her, you’ll be the first to know.”

You bite down hard on your lip, tears welling in your eyes as you whiteknuckle the sheets, rolling your hips in tandem with his ministrations. He could make you cum right now and he knows it, but he has mercy, slowing his pace as he wraps up the call.

“Thanks, Kacchan. Glad I can always count on you.” Click.

He tosses the phone aside, devoting the rest of his attention to you, bringing a hand to your breast to roll your nipple between his fingers as his lips attach to your neck, sucking and sinking his teeth in now and then as he works you steadily towards your release. You finally let out all the cacophony of sound that you were holding back, moaning, whining, and keening in earnest as you writhe between his legs, pressing your back to his chest, your eyes snapping shut as you’re brought right up to the edge.

“C’mon, baby,” he rasps in your ear, tugging on your lobe. “Ya wanna cum for me again, don’tcha? Gotta get you ready for what’s next.”

You cry out, hips still thrashing as it hits you. He growls into the crook of your neck, cautiously sinking his teeth in as his palm continues to grind against your sensitive clit.

“Katsuki--hngg, Katsuki, t-too much!” You whine, but he doesn’t heed your words; he just keeps going.

“You can do it, sweetheart. One more, just for me,” he’s whispering against your cheek, pressing his forehead to your temple while his fingers leave your still pulsing walls to draw quick circles on your clit, threatening to throw you right off the cliff again. “I know you can do it, baby. Give me one more. Scream my name one more time.”

“Fu--oh, oh.” Your eyes roll back, every muscle in your body tenses, draws up tight as you climb higher and higher. “Kats, oh shit,” you pant, chest heaving, tears falling freely as you’re tumbling over the edge yet again. “Katsuki!”

This time he relents, lifting his hand away from your overworked bundle of nerves to hold you loosely in his arms as you unwind, practically vibrating in his arms as the shock of your orgasm works through you.

“Good girl,” he speaks softly, pressing a kiss behind your ear, keeping his tough featherlight as he folds his arms around you, pulling you snug against his chest.

You hum quietly, tucking yourself under his chin, “You’re still a bully.”

“Because I made you cum twice in thirty seconds?” Your cheek reverberates against his chest as it erupts with humble laughter and you try to bury your shy grin in his chest.

“Yes,” you pull back, cheeks still flushed as you lock eyes with him. “Guess it could be worse.”

“Can I have the chance to make it better?” His eyes fall to your lips, homing in on them as he lays you down and leans over you.

You nod, reaching up to slip your hand behind his neck, pulling him in until your lips meet. He shifts, kissing you deeply, his impressively hard erection brushing against your knee as he maneuvers himself out of his sweats, kicking them off as he crawls between your legs.

He pulls away from the kiss, reaching out to the nightstand, beside the bed and you shake your head, pulling his attention back to you.

“Nuh-uh,” you grin, kissing him deeply and speaking against his lips, “You don’t need one of those. I wanna feel you this time. Wanna feel all of you, Katsuki, please..”

He groans his reply, smile widening against yours as he cups your face in his hand, settling between your spread legs, the pre leaking from his tip sliding against your inner thigh.

“You ready?” He draws his hips forward, the head of his cock pressing between your folds as he kisses along your jaw while his hands rest atop the inside of your arms, pinning them beside your head.

“Yes,” you breathe, shifting your hips forward as he pushes inside, “Katsuki,” you moan his name, savoring the delicious way that he fills you up.

“Say it again,” his nose touches yours, lips grazing one another’s as he slides his hand up the inside of your forearm to interlace your fingers with his while the other cradles your head.

“Katsuki,” you whisper, repeating his name as if it’s something sacred, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze that he returns as you fold your arm around him.

He rolls his hips slowly, looking down at the junction of your bodies before peering into your eyes, opening his mouth to speak, but he thinks better of it, letting out a wanton groan as he rests his forehead against yours.

“Katsuki,” you repeat again. Louder and needier.

“Y/n,” he groans your name with the same intonation, a much lower, drawn out sound as he tucks his face in the crook of your neck. “Again,” he whispers, littering kisses along your neck and collarbone as he thrusts deeper, picking up the pace but maintaining his sensuous movements, carefully carving out a place for himself within your walls.

“Katsuki,” your voice pitches up as your nails find purchase in his shoulder blade. “Katsuki, you feel so good. So fucking good inside me,” your breath shallows, walls contracting around him as that familiar pressure builds deep inside your belly. “Please don’t stop,” you beg, feeling him growing impossibly harder inside of you as the words leave your tongue. “Please never stop. Want you,” you dig your nails in, clutching to him as his forehead drops against your shoulder, his thrusts picking up again, ushering you towards your end. “Katsuki, I need you.”

That does it for the both of you. He snaps his hips faster, his steady rhythm stuttering as he curses under his breath and pours his essence inside of you just as you wail, squeezing his hand tight while you break for him one last time, fragile sobs escaping your kiss-bitten lips.

He makes no move to leave this embrace, to leave you. If he could will time to stop, he would, because he’s afraid his next move will put you one step closer to walking out the door. Instead, he just lays there, resting his head on your chest, sighing in elation as your card your fingers through his hair, lifting your head to leave a purposeful kiss to his forehead.

Time passes, though you hardly notice, choosing to lay together in comfortable silence as you draw absent circles on his scarred back while his thumb soothes the palm of your hand. He keeps telling himself five more minutes. Just five more minutes of this. But five minutes passes and passes again. Neither of you make a move to untangle yourselves until you reluctantly break the tenuous sense of peace.

“We can’t lie here forever,” you place your hand on the back of his neck, pulling the other free from his grasp.

Something prods at his insides. He’s losing you again and he knows it.

“I know,” he admits, closing his eyes, soaking up the last seconds of bliss. Etching this feeling into his soul. Your gentle touch caressing his neck, the beat of your heart in his ear, your soft skin beneath his cheek.

He sits up, allowing you to do the same, watching as you move to the edge of the bed and pause, like you’re mulling over your next movement.

“I uh,” you turn towards him and pause again, looking like a deer in the headlights before you stand in a hurry. “I should probably call him before he has a task force out looking for me.”

“Yeah,” he nods, watching you dress with a melancholy smile. He stands, pulling his sweats back on while you scroll through your phone.

“Hey, hey,” you put on a smile, speaking sweetly into the phone pressed to your ear. “No, I’m okay, baby. I’m on my way home.”

Your husband sighs with relief, “Where have you been? I’ve been trying to get ahold of you all morning. I was worried sick.”

“I know, baby, I’m so sorry, I just wasn’t in a good headspace to talk about it, but we can talk when I get home, okay?”

“Is something wrong? Did something happen? Was it something I did?” He’s frantic, no doubt running through the worst case scenarios. If only he knew. A sick feeling bubbles up in your gut, reaching up and tugging on something in your chest.

“We can talk about it when I get home, baby.”

“Okay. I love you, baby. I love you so, so much. You know that, right?”

You close your eyes, swallowing hard before you reply, unaware of the vermilion eyes watching the way you hesitant to reply, “I know. I love you too.”

You end the call and slip your phone into the pocket of your dress, adjusting the tie around your waist as Katsuki saunters over to you, hands shoved in his pockets, his eyes focused on the floorboards.

“You’re going to talk to him?” He dares to glance at you, surprised to find you smiling at him.

“Yeah,” you step forward, reaching a hand towards him, which he takes, gingerly pulling you closer.

“About what?”

“Us,” you look up at him cautiously, “I wanna tell him. About last night, about this morning.” The corner of his mouth draws up into a half smile as he holds your face in both hands.

“About us?” The phrase sounds strange, but he adores it. His heart skips a beat as he watches your eyes light up at his excitement.

“Yes,” you nod, wrapping your hands around his wrists. “Yes, about us, Katsuki. If that’s alright with you.”

“It’s more than alright with me, princess,” he beams, leaning in and kissing you passionately, his hands leaving your face to press against the small of your back as he pulls you against him, your arms wrapping around his neck.

“I do have to leave though,” you giggle softly as you finally part. “I’ll be back, okay?”

“Promise me.”

“I promise,” you lean in, placing another slow kiss to his lips as you run your hands over his chest. “I’ll come back to you, okay?”

“Okay,” he smiles softly, releasing you from his grasp and walking you to the door, giving you one last kiss before he watches you walk away.

///

“Y/n? Is that you?” Izuku flies around the corner, shoulder heaving with relief as he runs to you, lifting you into a hug as he spins you around, your arms wrapping around his neck. “I missed you so much. I was so scared when I woke up and I couldn’t find you. Where did you go?”

“I just needed some time,” you offer him a wary smile as he sets you down and his brow furrows with worry.

“Time for what?” He holds you at arms length and you pull away, taking his hand to lead him to the living room.

“I think we need to talk, Izuku.” You angle yourself towards him as you both sit, holding his hands as much for your own comfort as for his while you prepare your confession. “I know that sex isn’t the only thing in a relationship, but intimacy is a big piece of the puzzle for me and last night was the first time that I’d even been touched in months. I--”

“I know,” he cuts you off too quickly, too eager to stop whatever was going to come out of your mouth next. He knew? How could he know?

“You know..?” You coax him, narrowing your eyes in his direction. He takes both your hands in his, emerald eyes glimmering with apology.

“I know that it had been a long, long time, puppy. I know that I haven’t been very attentive to your needs, but I’m going to try, okay?” He smiles, massaging the back of your hand with his thumb as he searches your stunned gaze. “I think last night was a really great turning point for us. Don’t you?”

“Uh,” you shake your head briefly in confusion, “Yeah," you nod, "Yeah, it was nice to..be with you like that, again.”

“It was,” he agrees, as if he were there. Your mind reels, was he serious? Was he just going to run with this? “I already contacted a therapist that I think you’ll like.” He wasn’t just running; he was sprinting. “I want this to work, baby. I never want to lose you and I know that I haven’t proven that to you recently.”

“Izuku,” your eyes water, a lump appears in your throat and renders you speechless.

“It’s gonna be okay, I promise,” he cups your face in his hand, wiping away a tear. “I’m gonna figure this out for us, I swear. I know that there’s no me without you, baby.” He smiles softly, resting his forehead against yours, pulling your hand to his chest. “I’m going to be the husband that you deserve and you deserve so much more than what I’ve given you lately. Work’s no excuse for me to have treated you the way that I have and I know that.”

You swallow the lump, closing your eyes as you lift your forehead from his.“T-therapy? You really think that’s necessary?”

“I do,” he smiles wistfully. “I’m willing to try anything to keep you right here with me. Right where you belong. I don’t ever want you to feel like you're not the most important thing in my life, because you are, baby. You are. I have a lot of work to do to prove that to you all over again, but I’m going to do it. Please believe me when I say that I will.”

“O-okay,” you nod, sniffling as he wipes more of your tears away, his own beginning to drift down his freckled cheeks when he pulls you into a tight embrace, folding his arms around you like he knew exactly how close he was to losing you for good.

“I love you, Y/n.”

“I love you too, Izuku.” You cling to him, squeezing him tight as a new brand of guilt tugs at your torn heart. “I uhm, I-I need to go grab a shower. We can talk more after.” You pull away, smiling sadly as you stand and he follows suit.

“Yeah,” he nods, “I’ll go fix us something to eat. Take your time, okay, baby?”

“Okay,” you hurry out of the room, digging into your pocket to call Katsuki when you hear Izuku speaking quietly in the kitchen, too quiet for you to hear until you get closer, tip-toeing to the edge of the wall that divides the kitchen from the dining room.

“No, no, I’m really not mad. I’m not upset at all, Kacchan,” he exhales gleefully. “I think you actually just saved my marriage.”

You close your eyes, letting your head fall back against the wall as you lean against it, cursing yourself as fresh tears slip over your cheeks. You pull away from the wall, silently padding towards your bedroom, pulling up Katsuki’s contact through blurry eyes.

“Please, pick up,” you pray, sitting on the bench in front of your bed, clutching to the fabric as you hope that he’ll answer.

“Are you coming back?” His voice is strained, wavering. He’s crying.

“Katsuki..” you sob, feeling all of the air escaping your lungs.

“Are you coming back to me or are you staying with him?” You can hear how he’s speaking through gritted teeth, trying to bolster the shaky quality of his voice.

“He’s my husband,” you choke out. “He said he’s going to try and he sounds serious about it. I-I don’t know if I can just walk away if there’s a chance that we can make it,” the line clicks before you finish. “Through this..”

Glass shatters, splinters of the cell phone he’s launched from his grasp go flying when it hits the wall of Katsuki’s apartment as he squats down, holding his head in his hands while the first sob that he lets pass through him wracks his body.

Thank you for reading! Please leave a like, comment, and/or reblog if you enjoyed 💜 I promise that I believe in happy endings <3 sorry if I stomped on your heart this time; I'll make it up in the next one.

[maroonmagic]

just cause my brain is kind of on a roll with our nicktoon men

cw: mentions of nudity (female) cursing (words like tits,ass ect.) timmy being a menace to the reader and society because why the hell not,mention of blood (nose bleed because why not) and danny misusing his ghost powers. all characters are aged up and of age

so we all know for a fact that Danny,Timmy and Jimmy just are constantly at headquarters,it’s not like they don’t have actual lives outside of nicktoons unite but this is where they feel most comfortable

plus it’s where you constantly were so of course they want to be where you are whenever they can,which is why they were there now,just chillin’ in Jimmy’s lab

they each were preoccupied by one thing or another, for timmy and danny they were currently preoccupied with their game of mortal kombat while jimmy was working on one of the lasers for the ghost catching gear, each in their own little bubbles and worlds

but then the sliding door to the lab opens and there you are,glasses perched on your nose while you stare down at some papers in your hand,you tilt you head some as you enter the room and all their eyes turn to you as they scramble and trip over themselves to rush over to you

“what’s up buttercup? you look confused,oh don’t do that now,you’re gonna give yourself wrinkles”

Danny starts as he runs his thumb in between your furrowed brow while Jimmy leaves the laser on the table on the side of the room where he was working to peak at the papers in your hand

“well see the issue here though is that those coordinates don’t make any sense. see?”

Jimmy and Danny peak down at the papers in your hands as they both hummed slightly,you were right. none of these coordinates matched anywhere in the ghost zone,atleast nowhere they’ve explored before. the two men continued to look over the papers with you as you three tried to iron out what was going on before…

ZZZZZAP!

next thing anyone knew,you were engulfed in a green light that quickly disappeared,taking your clothes with it. there was silence for a moment before Timmy started cackling loudly and you screamed before dropping the papers and hauling ass out the room

it seems nobody noticed Timmy slither over to the laser that Jimmy was working on,seeing that opportunity to mess with it since every time he had asked before hand,Jimmy told him no. granted,he didn’t know that if he had pushed that button it was gonna do all that but hey,he wasn’t complaining

Timmy continued to cackle loudly while Danny blinked a few times and rubbed his eyes before glancing over at Timmy clutching his stomach, Danny rolled his eyes and tapped a dumbfounded Jimmy

“You all good Jimbo? Ya got a little blood there”

Danny pointed at Jimmy’s nose before handing him a napkin

“H-how does she- I mean they’re so large a-a-and round and voluptuous! I mean is her back not in constant pain?!”

Jimmy dabbed the blood away from under his nose while Danny nodded some,assuming that the man was ok before making his way over to the culprit himself,still quietly giggling maniacally before wipping his eyes some and looking up from his spot on the floor

“I feel like i don’t even need to ask this of you but,are you ok Tim? You sound fuckin insane over here..”

Danny questioned and Timmy snorted loudly as he sat up

“Are you fuckin’ kidding me?! I just got to see her like full frontal nude! Tits,ass and all! Of course I’m fuckin great!”

Timmy continued to snicker softly to himself before clearing his throat some while a cheshire grin sat on his face

“What about you Danny? You all good? I mean you were right there at ground zero,you got to see alll the bits!”

Danny rubbed his eye again slightly before blinking some

“Huh? oh,dude i’ve seen her nude so many times before this. I just wanted to see if you guys were ok,considering it was a laser and all,I’m gonna go check on her in a sec.”

Timmy’s face dropped as he stared at Danny before yelling

“What the fuck do you mean you’ve seen her nude before?!”

Timmy grabbed Danny by the collar and shook him,demanding answers while Danny laughed and pushed him back some

“Dude,her room is right next to mine. Do you understand how easy it is for me to wait till she’s like washing her hair or somethin’ in the shower and just go ghost and phase through her walls and just stay invisible? You’re late”

Danny snorted as he turned and started for the door to go and check on you before stopping and calling over his shoulder

“Seems like I’ve got a leg up on ya Tim,you better catch up”

before leaving out the lab and leaving behind a still dumbfounded Jimmy and a seething Timmy

[maroonmagic]

He Just Can’t Help It

cw:timmy being horny,cursing,mentions of masturbation,mentions of wet dreams, dirty talk. all characters are aged up and of age

to the untrained eye,most people would assume that Timmy has absolutely no respect for you when in all actuality,he has nothing BUT respect for you,you just also make him so horny he forgets to be normal also

and listen,listen! it’s not his fault,you’re the first woman (besides wanda or his mother)to speak to him with slight affection since Trixie. and the only reason that Danny and Jimmy let him do the things he does is because they know he respects you,more than he does them.

now granted if anyone else heard the way Timmy spoke to you they’d be ready to knock his head off his shoulders

“oh come on y/n! just let me motorboat you this once and i promise i’ll stop asking for a week!”

Jimmy and Danny both rolled their eyes at Timmy’s recent antics as you shook your head yet again before leaving the lab,prefacing it with needing to look into a tip the team had received

and as soon as you were out the lab and out of earshot,Timmy let’s put a loud groan as he slammed his head into the table and groaned loudly again

the whole problem Timmy always had when it came to being face to face with you is that he fumbles,again it’s not his fault! you’re just so pretty and he can’t control his mouth sometimes

it’s not like he wants to be like this,he wants to be like Danny and actually be able to be around you and not make a fool of himself,he can’t just help the fact that he really,really, really wants to take you back to his room and make you squeal his name the way you do when he scares you

and anyone would think he’d be like this with other girls and they would think wrong,Timmy couldn’t give less than two fucks about other girls,not when there’s you. hell this man becomes antisocial when there’s other girls around,glaring at them from across the room,but as soon as you enter the room he becomes the brightest ray of sunshine

pulling you as close as he can to him on the couch while his mind just starts to roll through all the dirty thoughts he’s had about you in the last hour,taking the chance to whisper them in your ear while ignoring everyone else in the room

“do you wanna guess how many times i’ve thought about bending you over the kitchen counter while you make dinner? wonder how well you can remember a recipe while I knock around that pretty little brain of yours. always look so pretty flutterin’ around in there..”

he gets so annoyed when one of the other girls try and interject into your “conversation”,trying to pipe in and tell TImmy how’d he’d have so much more fun with her than he would with you,he glared at her

“did i fuckin’ ask? cause i honestly don’t remember asking a non fuckin factor about who’d i enjoy spending my time with,now go find Danny or Manny or someone and go give ‘em a blowie, huh?!”

he becomes so much more mouthy and stupid when you’re in your glasses,claiming you needed a break from your contacts while Jimmy chimed in about how it was always better to do one thing or another, Timmy didn’t know,all he knew was that he wanted one thing in his entire life in that moment

so later that evening,when you were sitting on the couch between him and Danny while in your comfy oversized shirt and shorts that he swore didn’t even deserve to be called such,he just let his mouth take control

“can i jack off over your face and cum on your glasses?”

soda sprayed out of Danny’s nose at Timmy’s boldness and you just stared at him wide eyed and mouth slightly agape,that’s when Timmy took the second shot

“close your mouth before i stick something in it”

“Dude!”

Danny yelled as he stared at Timmy astonished and you quickly closed your mouth and your cheeks burned

“I um,I-i’m gonna go grab a snack.”

and you quickly got up and made your way to the kitchen while Timmy slid down in his seat and groaned into his hoody,Danny side eyed the younger man and shook his head

“Waaay too far this time my guy,I mean i know we were both thinking it but come on,have some decorum”

Timmy glared at him slightly before standing up

“well excuse the fuck outta me! we all can’t be mr.smooth fuckin talker like you Danny!”

before storming off for his room,pulling his hood up over his hat while he tried to get down the corridor and into his room as quickly as he could,he was almost there. just round the corner and-

THUD! OOF!

timmy runs smack dab right into you,knocking you flat on your butt,both of your eyes widened as you both realized who it was and timmy’s cheeks burned red as he scrambled to help you up while trying his best not to make a fool of himself more

“ahh,f-fuck,here come on get up. a-are you good? yeah? okay good”

he rushes through the entire thing because if he doesn’t get away from you quick enough he already knows he’s gonna say something stupid

and as soon as he’s in his room with the door slammed shut,he’s sliding down the door with his head in his hands right before groaning shy and letting his head fall back against the door over and over again

“sweet fuckin goin there Timothy, ‘can i jack off over your face and cum on your glasses’ like who the actual hell asks that out loud”

he quietly reprimanded himself as he readied for bed,plopping down on his bed as he let out a yawn and a sigh before slowly falling asleep

and you would think this is where poor timmy would get some reprieve from his brain just making him think the most dirtiest and debauched things about you and yet again dear reader,you would be wrong

no at this point of him reaching REM sleep his mind is in overdrive,all of the dirty thoughts just hiding in the crevices in his mind come out of hiding and make themselves known,slamming themselves into the door of his dream world where he keeps his version of you hidden

the version he’s not afraid to speak to and tell all of his innocent thoughts to,the version he can be open and honest with and not worry about making a fool of himself in front of

that’s until the first thought slips through the door and slams right in,corrupting the soft warmth and plushness his perfect world currently held,every single thing the thought touches turns grimy and dirty

and the rest of the thoughts follow and now he’s left looking at their version of you,the one that’s always just so willing to let him touch you in anyway he wants,letting him pull you into him,under him

the version that sings his name just oh so sweetly it makes him tremble while you pull him into you more and more,closer and deeper and-

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

“no no no! fuck come on it was just about to get so good!”

the version of you looked up at him sadly while he whined and tried to cling to you before reality ripped him away and he was back and alone in his bedroom at headquarters

he groaned loudly as he punched the pillow next to him before slamming his hand down on his alarm and sitting up in his bed before pulling back his blankets

“are you fuckin serious universe… i’m 26 I shouldn’t still be having wet dreams!”

timmy grunted softly as he rose from his bed and headed to his bathroom to take care of his issue and get ready for the day,giving himself a pep talk about how he was going to be normal around you today and actually THINK before speaking

he nodded to himself some as he started down the corridor for the kitchen where you were making breakfast for everyone,this was his chance

“good mornin’ sweet tits! mind if i use a little of your milk for my coffee?”

fuck. hey,it’s not his fault

He just can’t help it

well done that was fun to write 😶 but hey,i had to give some insight for why timmy is the way he is,like yeah he’s horny but it’s only for you!

[maroonmagic]

i hate when people are so passive.

like if you don’t like me just say that 🙄

BRO I FUCKIN FEEL YOU! This is why I tell my fiancé I didn’t really like other females cause in the state I live bitches do that shit all the fuckin time! It’s like bitch! I have anger problems and trauma,I will take it out on your face you keep playin fake!!!!!

[maroonmagic]

Jealous! Yuuji Itadori

I-just the idea of yuuji being a jealous fuck,like really jealous,like the type to angry/hate fuck you cause he thought you were flirting with megumi when in all actuality you were just asking for help with something cause you didn’t wanna bother itadori…

Like he’s got you spread out in the center of his bed,knees up to your chest and just dropping thrust after thrust into you with such a mean snarl on his face while you just whine and squirm and cry how it’s too much and he just glares at you and tells you

“shut the fuck up and take it,you’re a big girl right? Like making big girl decisions like flirting with ‘gumi right in my fuckin face yeah?”

And of course all you can do is whine louder,his tip kissing your cervix over and over again while he continues to growl filth into your ear

“Yeah you like making those big girl decisions inside that empty little brain of yours don’t you? Like riling me the fuck up and bein a little brat like I won’t put you back in your place”

Your hands feebishly try to push against his muscled stomach,fat tears of pleasure rolling down your cheeks while he rips orgasm after orgasm out out of your now overly sensitive cunt and he’s still just going,his eyes flickering from your glowing,fucked out face to the thick,white rings of cream settling at the base of his cock

“Look at you,makin’ a fuckin mess… how’s about we show ‘gumi how messy you are huh?”

Your eyes slightly widen as you watch him grab his phone and start recording,a shit eating smirk on his face as he zooms in on his cock pummeling your cunt over and over again as he swivels his hips in a quick circle everytime his pelvis came in contact with your clit,adding extra stimulation to your already over stimulated cunt. You squeal and huff loudly as he chuckled quietly

“Dumb little messy baby… look at what you’ve done…”

Your head falls back as he drops his phone onto the bed,his hands pressing against the mattress next to your head,he was close,he could feel it building and his balls tightening,he groaned loudly as his head fell back some,his once rhythmic thrust becoming disjointed and quick as he got closer and closer until he came inside you,his hips slapping against yours as he chased his high and your walls clenched and squeezed around him. You whined loudly as you looked up at him through hazy,watery eyes

“Yuu…. Y-you made a mess…”

You whined at him softly and he sneered down at you softly

“I wouldn’t make a mess if you just stayed away from ‘gumi, your mine,don’t forget it”

[maroonmagic]

Just,stay with me here,btw this is College Mirio

It’s late at night in the dorms and everybody is asleep,except for our favorite blond hair,blue eyes himbo. No,no Mirio is FaceTiming with you at this moment,his AirPods stuffed in his ears and his eyes locked on the screen while he fists his aching cock under his blankets and your soft moans just danced through his ears and head.

He groaned some as his head fell back as his eyes stayed locked on the screen as he watched you lift and drop yourself on the limited edition,one of a kind ‘identical’ LeMillion dildo.

He was becoming more popular among the young women,specifically the women in the age range of 18-27,so of course he wanted merch that was catered to them too!

So when an adult toy line reached out to him and let him know they wanted to do a life replica he was more than excited!They sent him the prototype for him to approve and he instantly gave it to you,saying “if anybody knows my cock,it’s you sunshine”

And that how we ended up where we are now,his eyes transfixed on your cute little cunt trying to take in as much of the dildo’s girth as you could while whines and lewd moans escaped you as the tip pressed against the soft gummy spot inside you over and over again

“Feel nice sunshine? Feels just as good as my cock huh? They get every vein and ridge that drives you crazy right?”

You squealed loudly as you nodded quickly,your mind hazy and so far gone that you barely hear him demand that you cum for him,already beating him to the punch as your walls clenched and gripped the dildo as you came down from your high and he followed right after you,pumping his length into his hand as it made a mess

You panted softly as you slowly removed the phallic toy from inside you and you hummed

“They did a good job big daddy,it feels just the same as yours”

He hummed and nodded before announcing he’d let them know to change it some. You were confused and asked if he didn’t want it to be exactly like his cock,he shook his head

“The only one who ever gets to know how good my cock feels inside them is you sunshine,they don’t need the full real thing”

[maroonmagic]

Thought about it plus the sound keeps popping up on TikTok. We all know the sound that goes “I understood the assignment”,deadass my fuckin jam but let’s imagine poly KiriBaku and reader.

You’re scrolling down TikTok and you keep seeing videos using that sound,lately you had been getting hate for not only being married to Kirishima but also Bakugo,most call you a gold digger and that you only married them so you could marry rich,so you had an idea. Of course you ran it past both of them first before you did it. From Eiji you received a chuckle and a sure and from Katsuki you received a resounding cackle and snort before he said if you didn’t he was.

And so you set up your ring light and your phone in its holder before opening TikTok,making sure you looked you’re absolute best before pressing record, the countdown ended and you started mouth syncing to the sound,throwing in classic bad bitch moves,before flashing the wedding ring that costed Katsuki and Eijiro a combined $850,972 and atleast three years salary from their savings and confidently saying “I understood the assignment, aha, aha, I understood the assignment,aha aha aha, I understood the assignment!”

After recording,the on screen captions you put said “You really think the number 2 and number 5 hero are gonna marry you? A frumpy little quirkless nobody? You just wanna marry rich” then captioned the actual video “Mama said do what you love and Kiri n Baku we’re right there sooooo? How y’all like my ring?”

You hit post,threw your phone on Do not disturb and took a nap,whatever problems arose was an issue for future you