#eij

[its-coda]

The evolution of ei-chan…

[artcinemas]

eye shob je h//ndul//vesmatter account er name shunei matha betha shuro hoyejaye ki hotochara manush maneki shoti kochi common sense use korte jane na ki and oi rh//s/ka mei toh bolche ki sati bhalo jinish. mathaye puro haga diye bhora eider shob.

[iceywrites]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Banana Fish (Anime & Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ash Lynx/Okumura Eiji Characters: Ash Lynx, Okumura Eiji Additional Tags: Fluff, Fluff and Humor, Fluff and Crack, these romantic idiots, i can't with them, Ash Lynx Loves Okumura Eiji, yoooo i didn't know this was a tag, Okumura Eiji Loves Ash Lynx, Ash Lynx and Okumura Eiji in Love, since it's a universal truth that asheiji love each other, Self-Indulgent, can't believe we have a tag for that Summary:

"Would you still love me if I was a worm?" Eiji asks, looking up from his phone.

[brokenonyxestate]

NEWBIES (AND OLDBIE)

When I saw these Sports Ponies up for grabs I could honestly not help myself. I ended up taking all three of them home. Two German Riding Ponies and one Swedish Riding Pony. Sports pony/riding pony whatever. They were cute, and I needed a project for Rakel, so that will be her project along with Narcisa and possibly Will too.

First one up is German Riding Pony Mister Mister. He is an Amber Cream Champagne Minimal Tobiano gelding (with straws!), and is pretty experienced in Dressage, less in Show Jumping. He will probably be doing both, though with main focus on the Dressage, as I already have plenty of Show Jumpers.

He is a soft boy, slightly skittish around everyday objects but a pro at anything show oriented!

Second pony is Ruby's Dream. A Liver Chestnut mare with quite a temper, and she will definitely not be easy to break in. She is 12 year old, and has never been ridden before or even basically trained, so she will be quite a project for Rakel and/or William though.

She is sweet but so very worried about everything, and it will probably take her some time to get used to life as a riding pony.

Last one up is Swedish Riding Pony Gråravn's Cover Girl. She is a lovely grey mare with a good head and a fantastic build. And while she doesn't have the most experience with Dressage, she will soon become a star I'm sure!

She seems to like jumping too though, even if I kinda wanna stear her and the other two towards Endurance or something like that.

And also I wanted to take some new pictures of Narcisa's German Riding Pony EIJ Superfly, just to honor him and he definitely needed new pictures on our website lol xD

[nymphadora7]

#AND THAT TRENT TURNS TO JAMIE TOO FJSJFKSKFKSKFKSK (via @communistyoda​)

the funniest thing about the ‘there’s probably other ppl in this room who are gay’ scene isn’t that everyone turns to jamie, but that NO ONE turns to trent crimm wearing a fucking dolly parton tee with his rainbow mug like

[rumisgf]

KIRSHIMA BOYFRIEND HEADCANONS

summary: kiri boyfriend hcs because he needs more love. also this has been in my drafts for too long but i finished it y’all, round of applause!

includes: fluff, female pronouns, black!reader cs duh, crack

✧ and the best boyfriend award goes to

✧ before y’all even started dating he was always so sweet to you, opening doors for you whether it was at the food place or a car

✧ he has absolutely no shame making sure whenever he’s around, you never have to lift a finger

✧ he helps you up the stairs, buys you food whenever you’re hungry, even ties your shoes for you

✧ i mean he’s your boyfriend, it’s manly!!

✧ speaking of, one of the most attractive things about him is how good he is with kids

✧ if you have nieces/nephews or baby sibling/cousins they definitely adore him and it’s so sweet

✧ and when you get far enough into your relationship, he’s eager to express that he does wanna have kids one day

✧ if you let him pull out his list of baby names he will be so happy

✧ i think eijirou is one of the men very comfortable in his masculinity compared to all the other men he’s around

✧ not to say they aren’t, but he definitely has no issue doing things deemed as “feminine” in the slightest

✧ besides, manliness to him is about not always having to prove you’re manly. you’re simply just manly.

✧ kiri will let you do his makeup all the time and he’ll post pictures on his story after

✧ and he’ll love if you do things deemed as “masculine” with no shame

✧ no matter how it sounds out loud, he’ll be like “my gf is so manly i love her”

✧ yes, you wanted to pop him the first time you heard him saying but it’s truly just how he talks he can’t help it😭😭

✧ (one time he called mina manly as a compliment and she smacked him dead in his face, though, so he doesn’t say it often)

“wow babe, you’re so manly!”

“thank you eij— wait.”

✧ even though he’s willing to do it in a heartbeat for you, kirishima has a hard time letting you buy him things

✧ it’s one traditional standard he can’t seem to shake and even then he just feels bad for some reason

✧ but weirdly, he still likes when you ask even if he’s just gonna say no😭

✧ it makes him feel bubbly that you still wanna spoil him too and maybe he’ll let you a few times

✧ one thing kirishima loves is helping you do your hair

✧ he already dyes his hair himself so i feel like he’ll be very knowledgeable about hair care

✧ and he’d do his own research for you

✧ mans learned how to part hair, he oils your scalp for you, even washes your hair for you, and he learned how to braid

✧ in return he loves when you help him dye his hair whenever his roots grow in too dark

✧ this man can barely go to sleep without cuddling you it’s starting to concern his friends a lil

✧ it’s the one thing he looks forward to at night and he always hold you so tight

✧ which is completely fine because i feel like he’d also have warm skin

✧ he’s definitely the type of boyfriend to refer to you as his lady

✧ he definitely has clips floating the internet of him calling you that during interviews at hero galas

“oh, tonight i’m here with my lady!

“i’m sure she’s somewhere, she’s still a little camera shy.”

✧ if you’re the quiet type, he absolutely has no problem speaking up for you or just talking when you’re too nervous

✧ kirishima loves picking you up, you could be with friends and he’ll randomly just hoist you up into his arms

✧ when he works out, he begs you to do things like spot him or sit on his back while he does push ups

✧ or lay under him while he does them so he can give you kisses

✧ although one habit he does have is hugging up all on you while he’s still sweaty after he comes back from the gym

✧ i think he’d love a partner who does sports, so if the school has any college teams he’ll try to convince you to join even if you never did sports in high school

✧ he also thinks it would be fun for you and he always wants you to have fun

✧ in general, he loves being able to make you smile

✧ if you’re ever having a bad day, he’s the best at giving advice or just comforting you

✧ and not to mention, gives top tier hugs

✧ when you start crying about anything he literally drops everything and runs to you

✧ to the point where even your friends will text him whenever you do and he’ll be there in an instant

✧ eijirou absolutely loves giving you flowers

✧ he’ll seriously find any excuse to show up wherever you are with a bouquet in hand ready to give to you

✧ valentine’s days? flowers

✧ birthday? flowers.

✧ passed an exam? flowers.

✧ having a bad day? flowers.

✧ having a good day? flowers.

✧ just because he felt like it? flowers

“awww this is so sweet baby, but what’s the occasion?”

“don’t worry about it sweetheart, just pose with ‘em so i can take pictures of your pretty self.”

✧ in conclusion, he’s the man of your dreams

@ rumisgf

[slayfics]

could you do a husband pro-hero dynamight x fem reader? 😭🩷

Katsuki prepares to propose.

1,000 words~

Eijiro took another sip of his drink, his thoughts now starting to become clouded. It all started with Katsuki abruptly instructing him to tell Mina he'd be home late tonight.

"Tell Racoon Eyes we're going out for drinks tonight and not to wait up," he said in passing. Eijiro obliged wondering what Katsuki wanted to talk about. It wasn't often his best friend wanted to drink so Eijiro took the hint that something big must be on his mind.

It wasn't till 10 minutes into their drive that Katsuki dropped the bomb that they were actually going ring shopping.

Katsuki stormed into the jeweler demanding the biggest ring they had because he's "the best at everything". It didn't take long for Katsuki to find a ring that was entirely too huge and decide without a doubt that was the one.

Now the ring sat in the middle of the table between the two boys as Eijiro took sips of his drink and Katsuki uncharacteristically threw back drink after drink.

"I don't know how I'm gonna do it Eij," Katsuki said nervously, shaking his leg, hands interlaced under his chin as he eyed the ring.

"Do whatever feels natural," Eijiro encouraged.

"Tch- it's gotta be perfect," Katsuki said.

"Hasn't she given you any hints on how she wants to be asked?" Eijiro asked.

"HAH? No!" Katsuki exclaimed, finishing off the rest of his drink and signaling the waiter for two more.

Katsuki turned his attention back to Eijiro. "Racoon Eyes has given you hints?" he asked.

Eijiro gave a silent nod of thanks to the waiter that dropped off two more drinks. Although internally his stomach turned and the thought of finishing another. "Yeah, I mean we've talked about getting married before and what it might look like ya know?"

"No," Katsuki exclaimed in a huff.

"You two haven't talked about it before?" Eijiro clarified.

"NO. Fuck- should we have?!" Katsuki asked panic setting into his eyes. "Fuck- am I making a mistake?!"

"Relax man! Its ok! Every couple is different," Eijiro said trying to calm his friend. But it was too late, Katsuki saw the shock in his eyes that he never once talked with you about the future of your relationship.

Katsuki threw back more of his drink, "What if she says no?!" he asked rubbing a hand over his distressed face.

Even though Eijiro was one of the few people Katsuki would be vulnerable in front of, it still took him off guard every time Katsuki opened up to him.

"Relax man, after everything you two have been through- no way she says no," Eijiro said calming his friend and taking another small sip of his drink. His already spinning.

Katsuki let out a grunt in acknowledgment as he continued to drink. The rest of the night continued in a similar fashion. Katsuki found something else to be anxious about regarding the proposal and Eijiro did his best to calm his nerves.

Meanwhile you and Mina sat I her living room. The two of you decided to have a girl's night since the boys went out.

"I'm telling you Mina something is up. Katsuki has been super on edge recently and I don't know why," You spoke opening up to your friend about your recent concerns.

"Maybe it's just stress from the agency?" Mina suggested shrugging her shoulders.

"Yeah maybe... Hopefully some time with Eijiro will help... He always knows how to get to him," you replied, as Mina's phone lit up with a call from Eijiro.

"Hey babe," she greeted. "Wait what?!... Both of you??" She exclaimed her eyes wide with surprise. "No no! Of course it's not a problem, we will be right there. Ok see you soon," she said and hung up the call.

"What happened?!" You asked eagerly.

"Eijiro said they both got carried away with drinks and need to be picked up," Mina said.

Your mouth hung slightly agape. "Katsuki is drunk?!" You exclaimed in disbelief.

"That's what Eijiro said." Mina confirmed.

"See I told you something is up! Katsuki never gets drunk," you said as you both headed for the door to pick up the boys.

"I'm sure everything is fine. Sounds like he at least had a good time tonight," Mina said attempting to comfort you, but you still had your suspicions.

When the two of you entered the restaurant Katsuki spotted you right away.

"There she is!" He exclaimed excitedly gesturing at you. "Damn she's hot as fuck," he practically yelled. Heads turned in the restaurant to eye the noisy blond.

Your face flushed at his words, and you turned to Mina. Your eyes wide as if to say, 'What the hell is going on?'

Happy about the distraction, Eijiro quickly grabbed the ring off the table and hid it in his pocket. Barley remembering it was on the table in full view.

Another restaurant goer laughed, "I'd be excited too if my girl looked like that," he stated.

"HAH! You wish you damn extra!" Katsuki barked back. "Babe- come here. Sit in my lap," he said tapping his lap.

"What?" You asked in bewilderment as you made your way to their table.

"The hell you mean what?!" he asked as he guided you to sit in his lap. "You always do this," he said his bottom lip puffed out in a pout from your hesitation.

His puffed-out lip quickly changed back to a grin as your ran your fingers through his hair, "Yes- but I'm here to take you home," You reminded him.

"Hell yeah you are!" He said with a laugh. "Take me home and have your way with me," he said, squeezing your waist and pulling you further into him as he placed a drunken kiss on your cheek.

You couldn't help but giggle and look over at Mina and Eijiro who looked just as shocked as you felt at Katsuki's affection.

"Come on let's get you home then," You laughed standing up and pulling Katsuki with you. Katsuki followed your commands, taking your hand as you lead him out of the restaurant. His eyes hungrily sweeping over his soon to be fiancé.

I’m sorry if this wasn’t what you really had in mind. I have just had this scene playing out in my head for awhile now. I hope you enjoy it! Thank you for the request!

Tags: @queenpiranhadon @unofficialmuilover @maddietries @fiannee @i-heart-carlisle @derangedmango @matchat3a @bakugouswaif

[katsukiizmoon]

╰┈➤ ꒰🍓💌🥛 ┊”Dirty whore, Eij saw you” + BKG꒱

『♡』 found this in my drafts from months ago, I think I was half asleep while writing on my phone… again.

『♡』 bakugou x reader, alcohol consumption, f! Reader, thigh riding, exhibitionism, Kirishima watches you rub your pussy on katsuki lol, ONE degradation mention only one tho, uhhh Mina talks about dick, yeah that’s just about it, idk how to finish this so I’ll just not !

You’re relaxing, spending the day together and having fun when the caramel pools of want soak into you.

Something about sitting on his lap, in your pretty little skirt, makes your mind wander. Your face heats, room feeling as if it’s risen a few degrees in temperature.

But you’re in public— sort of. His friends are there, you’re all at Kirishima’s place to have some dinner. Something about a barbecue.

To the outside eye this is a normal, pure, innocent thing to do. Sitting on your boyfriends lap is normal. It’s fine. It’s fine.

Your hips adjust a bit, clothed core directly pressing onto this thigh. Your leg bounces, trying to ignore the heat and slick beginning to bubble up. The thin, dark skirt is adjusted to cover a little more. Now no one can see the angle your hips are resting.

Kirishima gives you a big smile, handing a orange drink to the both of you.

“It’s nothing crazy, just a little slushee with some ciroc in it.” He reassures, and you take your first sip.

The sun begins to set, warm rays dying down as they begin to lay to rest for the night. People are slowly going home but the majority are still enjoying the get together.

Katsuki bounces his leg and oh. Oh fuck, that feels good. Your hips kick forward a little, pussy clenching on nothing.

You adjust yourself a little more. Clit beating like it has a pulse, and your boyfriend takes a sip of his drink. You know you’re wet, without even checking.

Kirishima grabs a snack platter now, placing it in front of all of you. You lean forward, hips hinging to grab some crackers and pepperoni. It rubs your clothed clit against him again and your thighs squeeze together a bit.

Katsuki’s thick thigh moves a bit again, dark sweatpants rubbing against you. You lean back, an arm of his finding purchase around your waist. You feed him a little ‘sandwich’ and continue talking to Mina.

She’s going on about a recent fling and giggles.

“His dick was like wayyyy big but he came two thrusts in. Talk about a disappointment!” The girl deemed “pinky” exasperates.

A couple people chuckle and you pipe up. “How big though? Like Eij’ or-“ the thigh bounces again and your mind races.

Luckily no one catches it, you don’t think. Mina starts going on about the guys cock. Talking about wanting it in her mouth, but he apparently also couldn’t be mean.

“I mean-“ she gestured length and girth with her hand “like that! I just wanted some good dick, but no!” Mina finishes, stuffing her face with a variety of snacks.

“Yeah then his dick is probably about as big as mine’ but some guys think size is everything. It ain’t. It’s a lot of work getting it to fit.” The red head offers another drink and you oblige.

Alcohol swims through your veins. It makes you bold- much too bold. Cause now your hips are rutting, lightly against the blonde beneath you.

His cock strains against the waistband of his sweatpants. Katsuki’s on cloud nine watching you, you think you’re getting away with it.

You are not.

He can feel your pussy leaking and clenching with all of his movements. So he jostles you again, reveling in the way you squeeze around nothing.

You’re soaking through your panties a bit, by now. Almost everyone has left and only you, him, and eij’ are remaining. Mina is on the couch knocked out.

His best friends eyes are half lidded while watching you. Katsuki knows you’ve already been found out. He’d been watching for the past hour, every time you’d squeeze your legs or move a little too much.

Kirishimas tongue swipes over his plush lips and he blinks slowly. Eyes flicking down to where the blondes leg now bounces up and down, lightly. Then, to your eyes, and finally to katsuki’s.

Katsuki takes note of the red head’s tent in his pants. Then watches a flush spread across his poor best friends face, and his own cock starts leaking precum. There will no doubt be a sticky mess beneath tanned skin, where the head of his cock has been nestled.

You push your hips down into him a little more and abuse your poor bottom lip with your teeth. It feels so good, your pussy is leaking everywhere. Nothing could possibly be better than this.

“We’re gonna stay here tonight, eij’. Had a few too many, don’t wanna drive.” Your boyfriend suggests and you all but whine.

“But babe we-“ He grabs your hips and pulls down, earning a whimper and a look of betrayal.

Kirishima shrugs, already deciding to clean up later rather than now. His eyes meet your boyfriends one last time before he stands up and begins walking towards the stairs.

Katsuki pulls you inside and up into the spare room. There his fingers force themselves between your legs to slick with your juice. He yanks them out and shoves them in your mouth.

“Dirty whore. Eij’ saw you.” He rasps.

Oh you are so fucked.

[court-jobi]

Hi there, I had silly idea of Bakugou × reader in established relationship where she one day compares him to arcanine from pokemon, I mean look at it, it looks like Bakugou 1:1 lol

Omg anon, I confess... I had to go back in the databanks to remember this Pokemon from my younger years- but boy am I glad I did! This was a joy to write, and made me giggle seeing this ask!

Be prepared for fluff and hilarity ahead, y'all. It's 11PM and I wrote this instead of washing dishes...

Uncanny Resemblance

Words: 1.5k

For my My Hero Academia Masterlist, check it out here!

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Placing the ice cube tray back in the freezer, you grimace over the lack of coolant coming from the top exhaust fan in your fridge. 

“Ugh, this is gonna be a pain when that heatwave comes,” you sigh with preemptive regret, “Really don’t wanna lose all this chicken in here…”

“Who cares about dumb chicken,” Kaminari pipes up from behind you, “What about the ice pops??”

You scoff good naturedly- Bakugou’s brand of sarcasm occasionally comes out of your mouth instead of his, despite your goal to be the more palatable half of your partnership.

“Those are for when my blood sugar crashes, darling– it’s not your personal stash when you come over.” 

Trying not to let too much air out of the tepid freezer, you shut it in favor of adjusting the main fridge’s controls to not suck up too much power. When Bakugou comes back with the new filter and coolant, you’re sure things will chill back up to temp in no time. 

Doing so leaves you plenty of time to putz around the kitchen while Kirishima keeps his particularly talkative company from eating you out of house and home. He’s already two sodas in, and despite your endless hospitality, even poor Eij wants to try and bash some manners into his friend from taking advantage. 

“C'mon man, just pick your racer already,” Kiri chides Kaminari to place his attention more on his controller than his appetite.

It’s then that your phone vibrates on the coffee table, drawing Kirishima’s eye.  There lies a small, yellowish icon beside the chat name ‘Backpack’, which he snidely recognizes as your nickname for Bakugou. 

“Hey, uh, doll? Your man’s textin’ ya!”

Head back in your fridge drawer, you call out, “Oh, check it for me? He might be asking about the brand we need!”

Drawing the notification down, Kirishima nearly chokes on his own spit at what he finds.

Yes, Bakugou’s asking which of the two labels he’s holding is what you’re in the market for… but in the margins of your texting exchange is a hilarious sight:

Bakugou’s contact photo is none other than a Pokemon. 

It’s here that Kirishima remembers his training; much like in a game of cards, it’s best not to reveal all your tells too quickly when you come across a secret. Don’t get cocky, and move with stealth. 

In a move sneakier than he’d claim to be, he screenshots the full contact detail, and texts it to himself. 

“What’d he say, Kiri?”

Hearing your voice clearer, Kirishima turns back casually and repeats Bakugou’s question, 

“He’s asking if it’s the green or blue label one!” 

“Uhhh, I think it’s green. Let’s go with that.”

“.... He’s askin’ how sure you are.”

Testily, you balk at Kirishima’s relay, “Does he not trust me?! YES, tell him it’s green.”

“... He’s askin’ what percentage sure y~”

“OH MY GOD!!”

Snickering to himself, he finally hands you your phone to ultimately set him straight, blowing up Bakugou’s contact photo on his own cell for further inspection. A second too long looking at this furry, blonde fire type you’ve chosen to represent your sweetheart has Kiri screwing his eyes shut and huffing a little laugh through his nose. 

Kaminari knows a damn good joke when he sees one, and bugs Kirishima to let him in.

“What’s got you crackin’ up?”

Kirishima tilts the phone his friend’s way- who bends over in completely silent laughter just as Kiri had, only more chaotic. It makes Kirishima react all the more, wheezing mutely into his palm to keep himself from letting you know he’d been looking in places he likely shouldn’t.

Kaminari mouths a bad idea. ‘SHOW HIM!!’

‘NO’

‘YES’

‘She’s gonna know!!’

‘Bro. BRO CODE-’ Kaminari mimics thumbs flying across a keyboard, ‘you GOTTA tell him~ He’ll be pissed!��

‘Yeah! THAT’S BAD!’

‘BUT IT’S FUNNY!’

On one hand, the photo contact is too rich of a laugh not to share with Bakugou; but on the other hand, it will all but confirm he went snooping on your phone more than intended. He’d truly hate to violate your trust… but you had asked him to look at it. You gave express permission.

Kiri’s fateful, recurring mistake; he listens to Kaminari regardless of the consequences.

“Ok, y’all are too quiet,” you finally round the kitchen island, “Picking a circuit can’t be that hard– whaaat are you two doing.”

Wearing matching doe-eyed looks, shoulder to shoulder, you take stock of how these two fully-fledged Pro Heroes look like grown-up children on your couch. 

“Oh, Kiri’s just enlightening me to the grand secrets of the universe!” Kaminari chimes back.

Not buying a minute of it but also preserving blissful ignorance, you simply retrieve your phone and squish yourself in between the two boys on the couch for an ounce for control. 

Instead of prying, you merely check into your self-care app and select your daily rewards, a song of ‘don’t ask, don’t ask, don’t ask’ under your breath as you make yourself comfortable.

Under Kaminari’s goofy thumbs up, Kirishima sucks on the edge of his lip and sends a quick little message to Bakugou before settling in for a game. 

–Not five minutes later, you hear the keys all but clash against the door before it opens and shuts with a bang.

“OKAY, WHICH ONE OF YOU BASTARDS DID IT?!”

You three whirl around in a turn befitting a sitcom. Sandwiched between both boys’ shit eating grins, you look alarmed at Bakugou: wondering what you did to be lumped into his ire.

“-not you-” Bakugou pegs you with a placating look to settle your panic, “I mean the MORONS who TOOK YOUR PHONE and made me a FUCKIN’ ARCANINE??”

With the expected vitriol blasting from Bakugou’s equally spiky hair as the Pokemon held up in his phone, Kirishima and Kaminari doubled over laughing. 

Meanwhile, you held a frozen look somewhere between hysterical and nervous.

“H- eh- I’m sorry, what?” you feigned confusion– just for a little bit longer.

Bakugou tabled the plastic bag containing your freezer parts, then sulked over to you, shoving Kaminari’s skull aside roughly so he could lean over the back of the couch in his place and show you himself.

“They set me as a freaking POKEMON as my icon– why don’t you keep this thing locked, huh??”

Swallowing your own chuckle, you peeked back up at him with guilty brows.

“Did they do it?”

“WELL YEAH!” Bakugou charged back brusquely, staring down a howling Kirishima, “WHO ELSE woulda pulled a shitty character like that to be what comes up when I call you?!”

All too sweetly, you tried again,

“And you’re sure they’re the ones who did it?...”

For an exhausted moment, Bakugou isn’t following you– until he does. Your little smirk all but screams it. 

You bat your lashes for good measure while he puts it together: “I mean, the resemblance is uncann-”

“HOW LONG HAVE I BEEN A FREAKING CARTOON IN YOUR PHONE, WOMAN??!”

Playfully defensive, you giggle through your defense, 

“It’s cute! You look like one!”

“I DO NOT!”

“Well it’s not like I have an album of pictures with you actually smiling to put there!”

“FINE THEN-”

Bakugou swipes your phone straight out of your hand, reverts the camera to selfie mode, nearly puts you in a headlock, and waits for you to quit squirming already before giving you a deceptively gentle kiss on the cheek-

At the very moment you look back at the camera with adorable realization, he snaps the photo, then releases you entirely. His grumpy scowl is back in full force, as if he hadn’t just posed for the sweetest photo of your entire relationship.

Tip-tapping for just a few more menus, he places your phone firmly back into your hands. 

“There. And don’t you dare change it. NONE of you.”

You squawk in delight, finding his face has not only been set as your lock screen, but also your home screen and of course- his profile photo. The redhead on your left and blonde on your right both coo their ‘awws’ on either side of you seeing their Bakubro showing an ounce of emotion immortalized for all eternity.

Before you can even rally to soothe your likely embarrassed boyfriend, you follow the sight of said grumbling man as he’s taken the bag’s contents to the freezer. He’s handling it all a bit roughly, but is setting to work himself so you don’t have to fight with it again for the third time today.

It’s a sweet gesture, and makes you only adore your prickly Arcanine who had clearly chosen a protective stance once he came home– never once considering you’d have been the one who did the ill deed against him. The similarities are painfully obvious to everyone in the room… and perhaps that realization was hitting him a bit close to home, even in jest.

You’ll owe Bakugou a playful apology, which you’re sure an indulgent scratch along his back and through his hair will fix.

Never before have you been happier for Kirishima to have chosen you as the little sister to mess with~

[twstedforyou]

ONE LAST THING I JST WAN TTO MAKE I EIJE UFKCING CONETNET AGAIN THGATS IT LETS ME MAKES SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOVE YALL!@!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[its-coda]

Also i’ve been playing p3r and i named my protag eiji LMAO

[literarydumpinggrounds]

Minors DNI 🔞 I kinda heard this as the scene played out in my mind palace, but whatever hot clurb music tickles your fancy is fine with me, pookie..

You knew that he was out there.

Somewhere beyond the blinding neon lights of the dance floor, a ghost hidden in the shadowy seams of the writhing sea of bodies. All olympian muscle and greedy vermillion gaze, strong thighs spread wide as he sat against the low lit bar. Intently watching— hunting —as the two of you moved with the music. You’d be lying through your teeth if you said that you didn’t love the way he got that low lidded, heady expression.

Over you.

Over the way the both of you would sneak playful little glances at him. Over the way that your hips bumped and gyrated in sync with Eijiro’s, music practically conducting through your body as the technicolor light show illuminated your figures; laughing, flirting, teasing each other.. playing the long game to see who would lose their patience first.

You catch eyes for a moment as you playfully press your back to the redhead’s front, biting at your lip as his strong hands start gripping along your hips. Those big, rough palms sneaking discreetly under the edges of your shirt hem.

He loved putting on a show for the blonde just as much as you did, getting a kind of high from it.

Katsuki can’t help adjusting himself in his seat, ears hot and face flushing over the way you’re bumping your ass back into his best friend’s bulge. None of your friends knew about your favorite game of cat and mouse— Kats and mice —where you and Eij did everything in your combined power to rile him up.

They didn’t know that the three of you soiled Katsuki’s sheets after every weekend meet up with your friends. They didn’t know the poetry you’d write with your writhing bodies, etching each other’s names into every inch of your consciousness as a reminder to the three of you that nothing compared to the bond you shared. It was.. unconventional, maybe, but the realest thing you’d ever felt.

“Looks like someone’s tired of waiting, baby..”

As real as the hot hand that pulled you back into reality, sandwiching you between their massive bodies, and enveloping your senses in musky caramel swirl. The blonde snaked that hand around your waist, fingers flexing impatiently against the exposed skin of your back, unfazed by the stick of sweat that’d made Kirishima’s shirt cling moments before; and even if the lowlights made for a gracious cover, closer inspection would expose the furious blush painted over his skin.

“Can’t take you brats anywhere..” his breath fanned across your neck, amused eyes never leaving red’s. “Always causing me fuckin trouble.”

[bauhaus-bae]

Run that mouth

MDNI

Kirishima x Chubby Fem!Reader

TW: Unprotected, Dom/sub, (breif)daddy kink, punishment, degrading+praise, hand kink: fingering(fem receiving), choking, oral, exhibition if you look hard enough, hard(ish) sex, dirty(NASTAYYYYY) talk. MDNI

Pl: Kirishima learns that you don’t know how to keep that mouth closed. Let’s see if you can talk all this shit stuffed full of his dick.

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You knew you fucked up.

Here you were running your mouth and now you were all flustered standing in front of your boss’ office table during your lunch break.

“Tell me, did you really think I wouldn’t find out what you were saying about me, about my work?” You stilled as he grabbed your chin forcing you to look up at him.

You were complaining to your best friend about how soft he was when he knew you could take it. You didn’t have to be some little errand girl when you wanted actual jobs, you were a tough hero.

And also

You may have said a little something about how his personal assistant and secretary were whores walking him around on a leash. You didn’t like the way he was with them.

You were his wife afterall.

“N-no..” he tutted grabbing your hair, hard. Just the way you liked “We’ll see about that.” He pushed you back onto the sofa “Spread em.”

You clench your thighs looking up at him surprised “What?!” You had done this before with him but never at work, in public, with people. He flips your skirt up pushing your right thigh on your stomach lazily throwing the other one over the arm rest.

“Eij-” you received a hard slap on your clothed cunt “I speak, you listen.” He rips your underwear with raw strength sending a small tingle up your spine. This was only a minuscule demonstration of what he was capable of and how he’d handle you.

“Awe how cute, my sweet girl is already so wet for me~” You nod covering your face, bad decision.

He slaps your cunt again using his other hand to squeeze your thigh “Don’t you dare.” He squats in front of you holding up his hand “5 times is how many times you’re gonna cum tonight.” It wasn’t a question.

“Eiji-” he squeezes your cheeks “Did i tell you to speak darling?” You shake your head earning another slap to your gorgeous pussy. “No sir.” He gives you that sharp-toothed grin you loved so much.

“Good girl..” he starts slow, agonizingly slow, rubbing his finger over your rosy bud spreading your fat lips apart “P-please sir..” he looks up at you rubbing faster “What is it darling?” You plead at him with your eyes like some sort of puppy “Awe babygirl, I know how much you love when I go slow n easy…you’re a tough girl, right?”

If only you could you’d push him down and ride his cock like he ain’t ever had it rode before. You just can’t take it rubbing your pussy all over his finger desperately searching for some sorta friction. “P-please! You already dragged me in here~” he smirks before standing up.

“When we’re in this office-” he walks over towards the door. You hear the click but you can’t tell if it locked or unlocked. “you listen to me.”

“What I say goes and that’s all that matters.” He wastes no time kissing your thighs all the way down to your needy heat “My pussy feeling so good.” He mumbles lapping over your clit.

That’s it you couldn’t take it anymore. You grabbed his hair pushing him up and down. His tongue moved with such fluidity and force you felt like you’d cum at any minute “Don’t stop! Kiri I’m b-” he stopped.

“No! Why’d you do that?” He stands taking his cock out “because I don’t take orders from sluts like you. Now suck.” He grabs you by your hair shoving you down. “You whores never learn do you? Always trying to tell me what to do when I’m the one in fucking charge.” You nod through tears swirling your tongue around his leaking tip “Here I was being nice too.” As he thrusts his dick down your throat you rub your clit as fast and quiet as you can, you just needed to cum. He’s bringing your face to meet his hips with every thrust before eventually cuming in your mouth.

Unfortunately, Eijiro Kirishima was a very mean man.

He grabs you by the throat pulling you up for a kiss wrapping you around his waist sitting himself down on the couch “My baby so fuckin wet f’me just the way I like it.” He takes his time giving you small hickies he’d make worse when you got home.

He turns you around so that you’re facing the door. He pulls you back onto his chest, taking your tight pencil skirt off throwing it somewhere while unbuttoning your white dress shirt.

“I want you to watch that door. I can’t quite remember if I locked it or not though...” he circles two finger around your aching hole making you whimper and press closer. He grabs one of your legs throwing it over his arm.

“I know you love it when I put my fingers inside you.” It was true, your fingers didn’t work as good and you couldn’t always beg for his dick. He slides one digit in and another, groping your boobs “The way I catch you staring at them or when I catch you playing with yourself begging for my hands.” Three fingers poke around your insides going from fast to slow. “Hopefully nobody comes in and see’s you dumbed out on my fingers like a sensitive slut.”

“I can’t take it anymore I’ll do anything, please, just fuck me already!” He laughs in your ear shoving his fingers deeper and deeper down your hole searching for that sweet spot “Eijiro!” He assaults your pussy in such wretched ways, whispering about how you had to be quiet or everyone would hear you being such a whore.

But god, you didn’t care. With his fingers stuffed up in your cunt and his dick right in front of it? You did not care. All you wanted was for your man to make you cum.

His fingers speed up as he grabs your neck keeping you from arching your back enjoying the way you rock yourself on his fingers. “That’s it baby, cum on my fuckin fingers. Fuck, that pussy’s all over my mo’fuckin fingers.” You were a blubbering mess desperately chasing your high. Before you got there he pulled you back shoving his finger into your dripping cunt fast and hard the way he does to finish you off every time “That’s it baby cum f’me, cum princess I know you can do it!” you whine before finally releasing all over him and part of his floor “Good job, such a good fuckin girl~” He didn’t stop though, he continued his assault pounding you with his fingers like he never had before. He grips your neck pulling you into a kiss switching between fingering you and thumbing over your clit until you cum again.

He slowed down his pace pulling his finger out smothering his cock in your juices lowly moaning growling into your ear. “Let’s see if I can’t get you to squirt this time? How many times have you came so far?” You shake your head “I-I don’t know..” he sigh pushing his cock closer and closer to your sopping wet cunt “C’mon princess I know you know.” Does he know? “Three..” he smiles down at you wiggling his cock closer to your hole “And here i thought you were being good.” He tuts slowly sliding into you “You’re lucky i’m such a nice man.”

He picks you up slamming you down on his cock with no remorse. Maybe you should piss him off more often. The way he gripped your hips digging into the ubiquitous flesh spilling around his fingers. “Take that fuckin dick princess”

“Try talkin all that shit now bitch, you don’t still think I’m a dog on a leash do you? Don’t leave me hanging Princess c’mon tell me?” He was merciless with you. That cocky tone and boosted confidence, he was about to sexually crash out, if that was even a thing. Nothing else mattered not the unlocked door, not the stack of paperwork, not even the women staring at you from the building across the road.

“Yes da-” you stop yourself only for him to pull your hair “Say it, fuckin say it.” You whimpered as he stood you up bending you over his desk “C’mon babygirl I won’t ask you again. Fuckin say that shit; Yes Daddy~”

You were mush, you were done for and it was all his fault “Oh fuck yes daddy right there.” He groaned grabbing onto your hip tighter steadying his movements “Cum with me baby.”

He thrusted into you several more times before his hips stuttered painting your walls white.

“Oh fuck Eji!” He rubbed your arms, kissing your temples shushing you. “So good, you did such a good job for me sweetheart.” You laid on the desk legs shaking and tear stained cheeks. He pushed your legs making you sit up “W-wait-”

He just shushed you still playing with the semen leaking from your cunt. Pushing it back in and licking around your clit loving the way you jolt and flinch every time he touched the sensitive bundle of nerves. “Eiji..please..” you didn’t know what you wanted you just wanted him.

He smiled helping you clean up and get your clothes back on.

“I’m still sad you didn’t squirt.” You snorted lying on his chest “Eiji dear, you act like we won’t be going home together tonight, and tomorrow and for the rest of our lives!”

He only laughs at your remark gripping you tighter “On a serious note, next time you have a problem, please come to me darling. I want to make sure you are ok above anything else.”

The rest of the day continued as normal. His secretary and personal assistants were fired and replaced. The old woman across the street in that building winked at you and kept her mouth shut and you got your back blown out later that night by your oh so sweet husband.

Can you guys tell I used to be (still am) a wattpad writer? 😭

Anime Masterlist

[apas-95]

made a disco elysium rework for EIJ

[gardenofnoah]

kirishima has always been looked at as strong and commanding—always larger than life and in control—so he has no idea what to do when he’s pined underneath you and at the mercy of the way you play his body like a well-tuned instrument.

he’s out of his depth and feels half out of his mind as the tip of your tongue drags over his hip bone. you’re touching him everywhere—fingers bruising against his waist, his thighs, his calves—he knows that you are taking from him in a way that no one has ever, and he’s giving all of it to you willingly.

“b-baby,” and it’s stuttered and breathless as he feels your teeth sink into the skin of his inner thigh—he fights the urge to harden his skin subconsciously over the pain because it’s so good and he wants to feel all of it—

“so good, Eij—“ you coo into his skin, dragging the plush of your lips over the trails of raised, reddened skin your nails leave behind as you move down his body, “you’re so good, letting me play with you like this.”

to his shock, his hips kick at your works, completely enthralled by the notion of being a play thing for you—of giving in, of going soft for the first time in his life—

he feels your fingers dig into the muscle of his calves and has to shut his eyes so you don’t see them roll back into his head. the foreignness of his own submission is wearing off now—replaced by the heavy, slippery feeling of needing you, of leaning into this space where he can just be worshipped by you and know that you will be there to hold him through it.

you climb back up his body and he savors the feeling of your weight on him—pressing him into the sheets, the tension in him bleeding out from where your skin meets his—and he lets out a pitiful whine when your nails scrape over the taut muscles of his belly. can’t help it when his hips buck into yours, but feels the need to apologize anyway, because what’s happening right now feels so far removed from his own base desire to be buried inside you. this feels too refined, like more luxury than he deserves, and he feels like a neanderthal.

“it’s okay Eij,” you reassure him, and something inside him goes molten at the way you forgive him, love him— “i know it feels good. you can take what you need to, my love.”

and he shakes his head at that, frantically, because he doesn’t want to take. he doesn’t want control of this—he wants you to hold his pride in your hands and turn it into something malleable and fluid. he can’t trust himself to speak—he presses his palms into the bed and tips his head back, baring his throat to you, just hoping, begging you to understand—

he feels you take one of his hands in yours, feels you bring it to your face and press your smile into the inside of his wrist, nipping at the sensitive skin, sucking it into your mouth gently and laving your tongue over it.

“i see,” you murmur, and it sends a shudder up his spine so violent he feels his toes curl. your eyes rake over his body as you drag your free hand up his chest. he has to remember how to breathe when your fingers circle around the base of his throat.

“you’re such a good boy, Eijiro.”

[im-so-tired-sorry]

nightmares

kiribaku x g!reader

CW: pet names, reader is prone to nightmares

WC: pretty short 🤷‍♀️

head cannon for dating kiribaku where you’re prone to nightmares. one night, kats and eiji woke up to find you not in bed, but watching tv in the living room because your nightmare was a little intense.

in attempt to make you feel better, katsuki will carry you to the kitchen and make you sit on the counter while making you a relaxing drink to sip on. during this time, you can either rant about your nightmare, talk about another subject, or just enjoy the silence. he understands. will make sure you’re hydrated and drink enough, while caressing your face, catching any stray tears. “it’s alright hon, you’re safe. let everything out.”

eijirou will still be in the living room making a pillow fort for you guys, using pillows and blankets from the bed and soft lamps for a warming glow. and once katsuki brings you back from the kitchen, eij will wrap you in blankets and have you lay on his chest. large hands will be caressing your head while helping you mirror his breathing techniques until you unclench your muscles. “that’s it baby, just relax for us.” kats will lay next to eij and rub your back, dragging his fingers along, drawing shapes to help you ease into sleep.

luckily, it works like a charm.