#izuku midoriya x black!reader

[clemberryfriends]

Yk what needs to be brought back BNHA x Avatar/Bender Readers and Danganronpa x reader x Bnha bro 😎

GIVE ME A DEKU X EARTH BENDER! READER X BAKUGO

OR

BNHA VARIOUS X READER X VARIOUS DANGANRONPA

There were so many good fics that aren’t being updated anymore with these type tropes man those are what I lived for when reading x readers 😭

[rumisgf]

❝ THINGS THEY DO THAT GIVE YOU BUTTERFLIES ! ❞ ╰┈➤ MHA EDITION

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ includes: shoto todoroki, kirishima eijirou, hitoshi shinsou, denki kaminari, katsuki bakugou, izuku midoriya, sero hanta

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ warnings: suggestive? ig lmao, mentions of marijuana/drug usage

BAKUGOU KATSUKI

✮ helps you do your skincare and looks at your face so focused as he rubs aquaphor/vaseline on your skin

✮ holds you by the waist while walking across the street

✮ just something about the way he says “c’mere.” man

✮ will fight people to sit next to you when y’all go out to eat with friends

✮ when he’s stopping you from going somewhere or doing something stupid he forces you into a hug, burying your face into his chest as he restrains you

✮ wipes food off the corner of your mouth and eye crust off the corner of your eyes

✮ lifts you up off the ground and throws you over his shoulder with ease

✮ kisses your hands from your fingertips to your palms

✮ gives you rides to places y’all get invited to even if he’s not going because he wants you to be safe

✮ adjusts your bonnet/scarf for you while you lay down (and if you wear glasses– he takes them off for you when you fall asleep with them on accidentally)

✮ grabs you by your neck to kiss you.

✮ makes you put your face in the camera on facetime and constantly telling you “get off paused”

TODOROKI SHOTO

✮ insists on feeding you his food every time he gets something to eat and you’re in his vicinity— he’ll just bring food up to your mouth and say “open”

✮ and shares drinks without not caring one bit about swapping spit

✮ mindlessly kisses your cheek while he studies sitting next to you

✮ will sit in the bathroom with you while you pee

✮ leans his forehead against yours before/after kissing you

✮ brings you around his friends because he wants them to love you as much as he does

✮ constantly hugging you from behind

✮ is quick to defend you any time his father says something slick, and will tell endeavour about himself immediately

✮ will carry you up the stairs if you feel lazy

✮ has a habit of spoiling you that he has no intention of breaking

✮ says “bless you” with the sweetest voice every time you sneeze, and pats your back every time you cough

✮ brushes hair out of your face even if you don’t notice it there

✮ he has a hard time with feelings, so on special occasion— or if he just feels like it, he’ll write you lengthy love letters signed with his initial and a heart at the end

MIDORIYA IZUKU

✮ lays you in his lap when he studies so he can still hold you while he’s occupied

✮ if you even utter the words “i want”, he’s buying it.

✮ always offers to tie your shoes

✮ drags his y’s when he calls you baby or honey (“but babyyyy”)

✮ holds your hand in front of his friends with no shame

✮ wears anything you buy him no matter if it matches his wardrobe or not

✮ licks his lips a lot

✮ lets you mindless play with his hair and he does the same with you

✮ gives the best massages known to man

✮ bounces his leg often, especially when you’re sitting in lap

✮ also always hugs your waist when you sit in his lap

✮ has a highlight for you on his main instagram account that he’s constantly updating because he’s constantly posting you

✮ rushes to zip up your jacket for you before you can do it yourself

✮ pats your head to tease you

SERO HANTA

✮ always throw his arm over your shoulder when he sits next to you on the couch

✮ when you try to get sassy with him he straight up laughs in your face and noogies you

✮ lifts you up to sit on the counter while he fixes himself something to eat in the kitchen

✮ laughs when you show him guys talking to themselves in your dm requests

✮ smiles at you with half open eyes when you smoke together

✮ also the best trip sitter in the world

✮ quick to call you and ask what you want went he grabs something to eat for himself

✮ if you hug him standing up while he’s sitting down he hugs you tight around your waist and leans his head in your stomach

✮ willingly lets you drive his car and if you don’t know how to drive, has no problem teaching you

✮ lets you sit in his lap when he’s on the phone or on the game

KIRISHIMA EIJIROU

✮ gives you princess treatment. always.

✮ literally has a seat cover on his passenger seat that says “princess” that he puts on whenever he’s about to have you in his car

✮ holds your hand and walks you down the stairs

✮ offers to wash your hair for you

✮ will send you money without a question if you even utter the words “i’m hungry” or “i want..”

✮ carries you everywhere even when it’s not necessary

✮ always refers to you as “my lady” or “my baby” to other people— he barely uses your name.

✮ brushes your hair and puts lotion on for you

✮ geniunely enjoys going perfume shopping with you and will try different ones out to help you choose

✮ fixes your posture if you’re hunching while sitting

✮ pokes your cheek when he thinks you look cute or if he just feels like it

✮ king of forehead kisses, he gave you ones even when y’all were just friends

KAMINARI DENKI

✮ looks at you with glossy eyes while you’re high together, making direct contact as he stares at your lips while you talk and licks his own as he plans his next action

✮ is constantly calling you “baby”

✮ throws his head back as he gulps down a can of soda, his adam’s apple bobbing up and down his neck as he gives you an amazing view of his jawline

✮ certified french kissing addict

✮ says “hmm?” in a soft tone to tease you- or when he genuinely does not hear you

✮ puts his hands over yours to show you how to do something

✮ squishes your cheeks when you pout and laughs in your face

✮ kisses your neck in a sweet way, not even to start something

✮ him playing guitar. that’s all i need to say.

✮ wipes the food of the corner of your mouth and licks it off his thumb, just so casually

✮ in general- casually touches you in a way or says things that leave you flustered out of words and acts like it’s nothing (sometimes it’s not even on purpose)

✮ does that hand/finger motion with his two fingers when he wants you to hand him something or come over to him (ik y’all know what i’m talking about)

✮ feeds you his food and asks you to feed him, leading to yall always feeding each other when yall go out to get food— even around y’all’s friends

HITOSHI SHINSOU

✮ pulls in his lap whenever he feels like it and rests his hand on your thigh, rubbing it with his thumb

✮ “use your words” –in the most casual way possible.

✮ will check you every time you have an attitude just to get you flustered

✮ makes you maintain eye contact with him when you’re flustered and will tease you endlessly

✮ whispers in your ear in public (mainly to talk shit)

✮ while give you his jacket in public without you asking and just let you keep it after you go home

✮ rolls blunts for you while fake complaining that you need to learn how to roll (he’d still roll for you even if you did)

✮ smacks his lip and rolls his eyes lot

✮ taps his finger on his desk or the arm of his chair when he’s thinking

✮ leans his head back on his chair often

✮ prefers you to face him when he has you on his lap

© rumisgf

[gamblersdoll]

izuku’s first time giving head so nerve wracking for him its like.. “well what if i knick you” or “what if it doesn’t feel good for you”

and hes like a literal god in bed, because is lips and tongue are so soft and it feels like soft suckles and licking on your clit and dear god does he dip his tongue inside, your pulling at his hair.

thats how you discovered he had a degrading kink.

your back arches and you moan, but the izuku opens his mouth and groans. “o— oh god, you fucking slut..” he says, feeling a wave of nervousness and fear in his stomach and he only gets hard when you moan in response.

[astr-venus]

｡⁠☆Loser Boyfriend｡⁠.ﾟ⁠+⁠ 

☆Cw: one use of "her", Mina calls you girl once, embarrassment, fluff, humor, rookie!prohero!deku

"Izuku, dude, no offense, but how did you land that?"

Izuku turns to Denki, looking just as lost as he does. There's a little flush on his cheeks and a wide eyed expression on his face. The boy looks like a confused baby dear, which truly only adds to Denki's confusion.

"Your guess is as good as mine."

"Teach me your ways." Denki says, comically whipping out a notepad from his pants pocket. "Did you grovel? Cry? Feed her a love potion but disguise it as juice so that she would drink it, but have no clue what it was?"

"N-No of course not!... And I'm pretty sure that would be illegal anyway..."

Denki shrugs, "Hey I don't know your life. You could be into some weird shit on the down low, you seem the type!"

Izuku responds with an eye roll. If anyone 'seems the type' it's Mineta and Denki himself. They turn back towards you instead of continuing the conversation. You're still in the same position you were in before; fully leaned over the back of the couch, legs closed with one slightly hanging in the air, while the rest of you is inside Mina's personal space giggling at something she's showing you on her phone.

You're in some cute little outfit that Izuku helped you pick out, a rare case, since Izuku still wears almost exclusively punny t-shirts and sweats. The only reason he helped is because it's your first time meeting his friends and former classmates, you just wanted to make sure the outfit wasn't too little or too much. This is not to say he was much help.

Izuku feels almost entranced by you, and you're not even looking at him. You haven't glanced his way since Mina took your attention, actually. Izuku could start pouting if he wasn't too busy ogling your backside. He's so busy he misses the picture Denki snaps at the enraptured look on his face.

"C'mon man, let's go raid the snacks before Kaachan forces us to leave the kitchen."

Denki's arm around Izuku's shoulder shakes him out of his stupor and he nods in agreement, not really having heard what he said at all. He allows Denki to lead him to the kitchen with only minimal glancing behind his back, just to get a little more time to soak in your image.

But he doesn't expect your eyes to catch. He has no time to prepare for the heat in his pink cheeks to spread to his ears, no time to prepare for your smile to make his heart thump in his chest. It makes him lightly stumble in his steps and turn to face forward again, feeling incredibly embarrassed.

"Oh, Izu! Can you come back for just a sec?"

Izuku breaks out of Denki's hold with not a single lick of hesitation, embarrassment be damned. His world shortens and zooms in when you talk, the feeling of embarrassment, as well as Denki's voice, becomes muffled in the face of it. None of that matters if you're the one who needs him.

"Look at this picture Mina has of you!"

It's the picture All Might took of him before he bulked up. The one where he's dirty and sweating and crying after trying to haul a fridge across a beach. Izuku thinks he might die. Where did she even get that picture?

His face must say a lot, because both you and Mina burst out laughing. You're trying to reassure him, but you're laughing so hard you're struggling to gain a breath to string words together. If the floor swallowed Izuku whole right now, he would be grateful. It was a terrible idea to bring you to meet his classmates, especially a gossip like Mina.

"Oh, baby no, don't look like that!" You gasp, placing a hand on his shoulder. It's not nearly as comforting as you're trying to make it be.

"Izuku you look like a total loser, good thing you gained some muscle there, pipsqueak!" Mina chortles.

"Oh stop it! He doesn't look like a... Loser... I think it's cute!"

"Keep telling yourself that!"

Izuku has never considered the merits of getting hit by a bus before, now is a better time than ever to start.

Your arms wrap around him, and he instinctually hugs you back. You press your still smiling face into his chest, and turn towards Mina, still a little breathless.

"It's okay Izuku, I'll protect you from Mina's mean words." You giggle.

Mina is quick to start booing you, but Izuku doesn't miss the picture of him being sent to an unsaved number in her phone. Oh she's going to get it next time they spare together, and he will make absolutely sure it is soon. She doesn't get to run away from the enemy she has created today.

"Whose side are you even on, girl?" Mina huffs playfully, turning back to her phone and sitting back down on the couch.

The party goes smoothly after that, mostly because Izuku doesn't leave your side for the rest of the night. He refuses to let any of his other classmates show you blackmail. Even when you go to the bathroom he stands right outside the door, waiting for you to come back. At one point during the night Katsuki told him he looks like a stray puppy, and before he could deny it, you responded, "it's cute, part of his charm". He elected to ignore the way it made his chest puff out.

He likes to believe you think of him less as a puppy and more of a guard dog. He will not be confirming or denying this with you.

Before long, the party is over. Despite the little mishap with Mina earlier, he's satisfied. You were both fed well, and you very clearly had a good time with his friends, so he considers the night a success. He knew that you'd been nervous about the whole thing, his reassurances hadn't done much to sway you, but you had a great time. Just like he said you would.

As he's pulling the car out of the driveway, you turn to him, a mischievous smile spread across your face. Izuku hopes you don't notice how heavily he swallows when you look at him, your expression is making him nervous.

"Mina sent me that picture of you."

The car lurches as he slams on the brakes. "She gave you her phone number?! Noo she's gonna show you how much of a loser I am!" He whines, putting his head into the steering wheel.

"Izu, my love, you are a bonafide prohero who's about to hit the top 30 barely two years out of highschool, you are not a loser."

Izuku turns to you with a wobbly smile, forehead still lying on the steering wheel. "U-Uhm no, I totally am. Hero work aside."

You giggle, his heart stutters again.

"Well you're my loser then."

"Yours?" Izuku flushes.

"Mine."

And well, being a loser isn't so bad if it means he gets to be yours. Your boyfriend. Your guard dog. Your puppy. Your loser. Your anything. He can be anything, as long as he's yours.

Love men who are losers and very smitten for their sweethearts, what can I say

｡⁠☆Requests open

[sakuraszn]

in love with you writhing babe💖

Is it okay to request headcannons about the mha Boys+Hawks reacting to their child clinging more to them than to reader, which makes reader a bit sad ?

awww thank you babes! I actually appreciate it sm, sorry that I’m just now seeing this I hope your still here to read it😅 !

request/summary: MHA characters reacting to their child clinging more to them than to reader, which makes reader a bit sad.

ft. ejirou kirishima, katsuki bakugo, izuku midoriya, shoto todoroki and keigo takami (hawks)

Eijiro Kirishima | The Ultimate Soft Dad

𖥔 Kirishima is hands down the biggest softie when it comes to his kid. The moment they were born, he swore to be the most present, reliable dad ever. (+ and he cried the loudest once he cradled them in his arms)

𖥔 He’s the fun parent—always down to play, wrestle, and go on little adventures around the house.

𖥔 His kid sees him as a walking jungle gym, constantly climbing onto his shoulders or clinging to his arm like a baby koala. especially when he’s doing home workouts.

𖥔 He doesn’t realize at first that his little one favors him over you because he just assumes they love you both equally.

𖥔 Once he notices, though, and sees the sad look on your face when your child turns away from your hugs in favor of his, he immediately wants to fix it.

You sigh, watching as your toddler scrambles out of your lap the second Kirishima enters the room. The second your little one sees him, they light up like fireworks.

“DADDY!!” they yell, tiny feet padding as fast as they run toward him with their arms wide open.

Kirishima grins, scooping them up easily and throwing them in the air just enough to make them giggle before catching them securely. “Hey, Little Rock! Missed me?”

They nod rapidly, wrapping their tiny arms around his neck and burying their face into his shoulder. Your smile falters just slightly.

You weren’t mad—how could you be? Kirishima was a wonderful dad. scratch that, he was an incredible dad! But lately, it seemed like no matter how much you tried, your child always wanted him over you. If you reached for them, they’d whine and scramble to Kirishima instead.

Kirishima notices your expression, his smile dimming. “Hey, why don’t you give Mama some hugs too, huh?” He gently pulls them back so they can look at him. “Mama has the warmest hugs ever! Look.” He says as he pulls you in by the waist and brings you into a family hug and of course, you hug him back.

Your child fidgets, looking between the two of you, before shyly reaching for you. You brighten up immediately, taking them into your arms.

Kirishima wraps his arms around both of you, kissing the side of your head. “See? Now we’re a team hug.”

You laugh softly, leaning into him as your little one relaxes in your arms. “A team hug, huh?”

“Yeah,” he murmurs, resting his forehead against yours. “You’re just as important as I am, babe. We’ll make sure they know that.” He kisses your lips.

“ewwww!” your child exclaims covering their eyes in disgust.

You and kirishima laughed loudly.

God, you just loved your husband.

Katsuki Bakugo | The Unintentional Favorite

𖥔 Bakugo never expected to be the favorite parent—he thought for sure it’d be you.

* he struggled with parenting at first because he wasn’t too good with kids but gradually become decent at it.

𖥔 He’s gruff, not overly affectionate, and doesn’t baby his kid, yet for some reason, they cling to him like he’s their whole world.

𖥔 It’s probably because they see him as strong and reliable (plus, he’s a human heater, which helps with nap time).

𖥔 He pretends to be annoyed by their clinginess, but everyone can tell he secretly loves it.

𖥔 The moment he realizes you’re feeling a little left out, he goes into full damage control mode—though in his own Bakugo way.

“Tch, what do ya mean you don’t want Mommy?” Bakugo scowls down at your toddler, who’s gripping onto his pant leg like their life depends on it.

They shake their head stubbornly, burying their face against his leg. You sit on the couch, trying not to let it get to you. It wasn’t like you didn’t spend time with your child—you did. But lately, they only wanted your husband.

“You little brat,” he mutters, bending down to scoop them up effortlessly. “What, am I just your personal ride now?”

Your child giggles, clearly taking that as a yes.

You sigh softly, getting up from the couch. “I’m gonna go clean up the kitchen—”

Before you can walk away, Bakugo suddenly grabs your wrist. You blink in surprise as he pulls you in and shifts your child to one arm, freeing the other so he can tug you against his chest.

“The hell ya think you’re goin’?” he grumbles. “We’re a package deal, dumbass.”

You blink, then feel the small arms of your toddler wrap around your neck. Hesitantly, you hold them, and for once, they don’t try to escape.

Bakugo scoffs. “See? They just need to be reminded you’re just as awesome as me.”

You smile, leaning into him as your cheeks warm up from the compliment. “Thanks, Katsu.”

He grunts. “Yeah, yeah. Now, let’s go and make dinner. We’re all eating together, got it?”

“Got it!” your baby yelled out in your arms

A laugh bubbles up in your throat. Even if he wouldn’t say it outright, you knew he cared.

Izuku Midoriya | The Overthinker Dad

𖥔 Midoriya is so proud to be a dad—he litterally documents everything, from their first words to their first steps.

𖥔 He’s a mix between playful and gentle, making him the perfect comfort parent.

𖥔 He also the good cop between you two

𖥔 His child sticks to him like glue, always holding onto his fingers when walking places or snuggling into his chest when it’s time to go to sleep.

𖥔 He panics the moment he realizes they favor him over you, feeling immense guilt.

𖥔 He actively tries to push them towards you more, but it backfires sometimes..

Midoriya watches as your toddler scurries away from your arms, straight into his once he gets back from the store. He chuckles nervously, picking them up, but when he glances at you, he sees the sadness in your eyes.

His heart drops.

That night, when the baby is asleep, he turns to you, wringing his hands. “I think—I think I did something wrong.”

You blink. “What do you mean?”

He gestures wildly. “They—They always want to be around me! What if I’m taking up too much space? What if I—”

You grab his cheeks, squeezing them making him stop his rambling and look up at you with his big green eyes.

“Izuku, it’s okay. It’s not your fault.”

“But it makes you upset,” he murmurs, looking guilty.

You smile softly. “Yeah, a little. But they love me too.”

His brows furrow before he suddenly pulls you into a hug. “I’ll make sure they show it more. You’re their mom, you deserve all the love.”

You laugh gently knowing he will do his best to keep that promise.

Shoto Todoroki | The Unbothered but Observant Dad

𖥔 Obviously, Todoroki is the calmest, gentlest dad—his child sees him as a source of warmth and safety naturally.

𖥔 He doesn’t mind being clung to, though he finds it fascinating because he isn’t to fond o

𖥔 He’s very observant, so he notices immediately when you feel left out. a little too quickly..

𖥔 Without making a big deal, he starts nudging your child toward you in small ways.

You sigh as your toddler once again chooses Todoroki’s arms over yours. Not trying to make a big deal out of it you don’t say anything, but he notices.

That night, as your child fights sleep, Todoroki gently whispers, “Mama gives the best goodnight kisses.”

Your toddler looks up, curious. “Really?”

He nods. “Mhm. Better than mine.”

Hesitantly, they turn to you. You blink in surprise before pressing a soft kiss to their forehead. They giggle, snuggling into you.

Todoroki watches, a small, satisfied smile on his lips.

Mission success !

Keigo Takami | The Playful but Protective Dad

𖥔 You cannot tell me Hawks isn’t the ultimate fun dad, his child sees him as the cool, flying hero.

𖥔 because of that they cling to him constantly, loving the thrill of being in his beefy arms.

𖥔 He doesn’t realize you feel left out at first but immediately takes action once he does.

𖥔 He starts making it a game—turning their attention to you in fun ways. [love him for that]

“Alright, little bird,” Hawks coos, “time for Mama cuddles.”

Your toddler pouts. “But Dada flies!”

Hawks grins, then suddenly scoops you both up with his wings. “Then let’s all fly.”

You yelp as he effortlessly lifts you, his wings keeping you steady. Your child giggles, clinging to you now instead.

Hawks smirks. “See? Mama’s way more fun than me.”

You roll your eyes, but your heart feels full.

Hawks winks. “Team effort, babe.” He says as he gives you a quick peck to the cheek and smiles.

And just like that, things feel balanced again.

©sakuraszn! xoxo

[blackynsupremacy]

NERDY BOYFRIEND

you love your nerdy boyfriend. no matter what his hyper-fixations or fandoms may be, you love the way he lights up when it’s brought into conversation. he’s just so in his element when he dishes out lore or his own head-canons. god, he’s just so cute when he gets hyped up about a comic issue, video game, or a new episode. your bond gets stronger when he introduces you to what he’s into. he’s a little nervous at first, but then it turns out you like it just as much as him. even if you don’t particularly like it, you still support him because that’s your baby. he treats you well. it’s easy to spoil him with merch. he kisses the ground you walk on when you text him a picture of some and you tell him that you thought of him when you saw it. he thinks you hung the moon when you bring up a reference. he’s talked to you about million different things before in the past and you actually remembered a reference that some would find obscure. he loves you so much because you just get him. you don’t see him as childish or lame, you see him as a person who loves and loves hard. he may have a few female crushes within certain universes, but you’re always going to be his ultimate. he may be a nerd, but that’s your nerd.

[sugarverse]

𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞, 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.

thirdyear!izuku x bitchy!black reader

synopsis: Izuku and you are forced to work together for a midterm project, and you're bent on not helping the nerd finish it.

word count: 3.8k

warnings: words like slut, cumdump are used to be degrading but nothing too far out oc, a petty slap on the cheek and thats about it? could possibly also tag as dubcon just in case, enjoy!

Izuku has known you since a little before joining uni. He was invited to move in early under the honors program along with Katsuki. Other groups who were also invited to join early were fall athletes, greek sororities and fraternities, and people in majors that take longer than 8 years to finish. As if an academic rival, hotheaded, bully from younger years wasn't enough.. you came along.

You had always had a class or two with him. Whether it be preliminary classes or your third year science credit. He doesn’t know why you don't like him, always calling him names just loud enough for him to hear or purposely shutting the door on him in pouring rain.. but the day he saw you at the buffet talking and laughing with Katsuki? His life was over. You made it hell. He thought you were so pretty when he first saw you.. but you were just such. a bitch.

Katsuki didn't have the same timed honors classes but slept in the same building. If he really wanted to avoid him, he could go to the library or study in one of the cafes. Then again there was the rec center.. or he could stay with a friend, even. But you. He couldn’t avoid you. No matter how hard he tried. 

He'd catch himself staring at the door until you came in, seeing your hair done in different styles and colors but still be so gorgeous. you could pull everything off. there was also this shiny pink lip gloss you started wearing.. It frustrated him how much he thought about how soft they’d feel against his skin, He's never pined after a girl this long. Sure he's had girlfriends over the years, but you lingered in the back of his mind. And you thought of him like dirt under your BAPEs.

You were hardly ever late, walking in a few minutes before class starts to set up your computer, drink if you decided you wanted one that morning, and switch your music playlist over. The class itself was pretty easy, not too many essays or homework assignments. It was more projects and group discussions than anything, which was probably the only real frustrating thing about this class. As the last few people struggled through the door, the professor started writing on the board.

MIDTERMS.

fuck.

“This is the last project before midterms. you will be graded on..” You drowned him out, rubbing your temples as the mention of midterms came up. Another fucking project? Are you serious? Honors kids never really learned to.. well. play, very well with others. Mostly stuck up kids were pretty disconnected from real life because their mommies and daddies paid to get them into the dorms and therefore, classes, with average Bs and Cs. The other half of the class had their heads so far up their asses there wasn’t ever a moment they weren’t passive aggressive or came off in an ‘i’m right you’re wrong’ tone. The class let out a groan everytime he announced some dumbass idea like this but he still continues. what the fuck is my life??

You sigh to yourself, rubbing your lips together as you begin to pick at the little jewels on your nails. Was it worth it to just do the entire thing by yourself so you aren't depending on anyone? No reason to get docked another few times because someone can't finish their half. This shit was pointless. The frequent ice breakers were pointless. You knew most of these people already and-

“Mr. Midoriya and Miss L/n, Miss Teller and Miss Barnes, Mr. Andrews and..” Once again you drowned out your professor's words, eyes darting over to Izuku who was staring at your teacher gobsmacked. He could feel his face burn, jaw slightly slack before shutting it nervously. He glanced over at you to see if you had been paying attention, smiling at you and giving a small pathetic wave. 

You squinted daggers at him, biting the corner of your mouth before giving a sympathy smile and turning to the assignment on the laptop. I guess it wasn't too horrible.. realistically I can make him do the work and spend the time doing more important work like studying for my major.. 

the mumbling, the stuttering, always staring, always being the first to leave for a quiz. it wasn't until you saw his name over and over again that it was a real problem. try hards are annoying. lucky for you, this one's a pussy. 

As class ended, you packed your things and headed towards the door to leave. Izuku quickly caught up with you, snaking his way through the crowd of people leaving the lecture hall. “Where'd you want to um.. to meet up? Or when-”

you cut him off before he could go spouting at the mouth. “Not worth the effort, I have more important shit to do over the next few weeks than work on some lame project. Do it for the both of us, We both know you have nothing better to do.” You continue walking away from him and onto your next class.

He stands for a moment, sighing and flatting his lips together. It shouldn't be too hard to do..right?

He debated. this. repeatedly. He really didn't want to bother, but he needed your help. He had shit to do this week! Laundry was piling up, he hasn't been going to the gym as frequent, other classes and midterms on top of the project. But every time he tried to confront you about your attitude, you have some comeback or degrading thing to say.. You bat your dumb long lashes and smack your lip gloss against your lips. He hated how fast he gave up arguing back.. it made his pants a little too tight and his eye twitch from hell. However, he was not doing this by himself. He had a rough week as it was and he's tired of letting you push him around.

He knocked on your door the Sunday before it was due, listening to you shuffle around your room before opening the door in some short shorts and one of those girly tank tops with a small bow in the middle. He couldn’t help but stare at your bare collarbone, used to seeing your name littered across it with gold jewelry before his verdant eyes quickly averted themselves back to your sharp gaze. Before he could stutter out his reasoning for being there first, or even say hello, you spoke.

“What is it?” You scratched the top of your bonnet, yawning quietly. You slip a hand under your shirt to scratch at your stomach, watching the flustered man in front of you watch your every move just to dart his attention somewhere deeper into your apartment. “If it’s about that stupid project, i’d rather rot in hell than work with you.” 

“It’s due tomorrow y/n, can’t we just get it done? I’ve done more than.. I wanna say seventy percent of it? But I have a life too you know-” He’s cut off by your laughter, watching you turn and head back to your couch. You left the door open for him to come in if he was really serious. which was a pretty low chance that he was. you guys have played this game before.

“That’s a really funny joke, izuku. ‘I have a life’, ha!” you tease, plopping onto your cushions and grabbing the remote.

“I know you have nothing better to do than school work, if you’re so close to done, finish it. I already made my own, virgin.” you fibbed, you started your own, but of course this was the one project you needed to genuinely depend on someone else. you unpaused your show, waiting to hear him shut the door in defeat.

Izuku stood in the doorway for a beat, pinching the bridge of his nose before walking in. He respectfully took his shoes off at the before shutting the door roughly behind him. 

“Can you please.” He heard his voice begin to rattle with anger, taking a deep breath in and sighing before speaking once more. 

“Can we just get this project done? Please.” The straps of his bag burned into his hand as he gripped it with vigor. He tried his best to control himself, watching you flinch at the shut of the door but at least he had your legitimate attention. 

“Please stop making this harder than it has to be.” He stared down at you, his tone slowly fixing itself. He didn't want to be an asshole.

But he was serious. You weren't scared, but you did kinda feel bad. Normally picking and poking didn't make him too upset. He was pretty used to it by now. He sounded actually upset for the first time in a long time. You felt something in your brain tell you to finish this stupid thing, motioning to set up at the dining room table. you watched him set his bag down, listening to his anything but quiet muttering. “Thank you for not being a stubborn bitch, y/n..”

oh??

oh???

“What did you say?” you turned your television off, tossing the remote on the couch before storming over to him. 

“Speak up. You got somethin to say in my fucking apartment then say it to my face, Loser ass bitch.” He was sitting down with almost everything out on the table, looking down into his bag to grab a few more things out from the bottom. You slammed your hand on the table as you spoke, the other hand resting on your hip as you tilted your head to the side. You wanted to see who the fuck he was talking to.

 “I said,” He turned his body to face yours, face burning red from irritation with a prominent look of annoyance on his face. “Thank you for not being a stubborn. Bitch. All you have done the past few weeks is make it incredibly difficult to get something done that I know we can do in two days. Stop making this harder than it has to be. I’ve seen you on about every story any. time. Theres some fucking party. You have nothing better to be doing than sitting down and working.” 

“What a fucking weirdo, you stalkin’ me now, Izuku? Nothin better to do than look for me on niggas snapchat?” You swipe the papers he set up off of your dining room table like a cat, not caring how close to being set up he was.

Come to think of it. The only parties you really went to were the ones Katsuki and his friends threw, the last two had been a tailgating party and someone's birthday but.. 

You smile, lowering yourself to be eye to eye with him. Your words came out dripping with honey but still so sour. “Is this because I hang out with ‘suki? You jealous I got my mind on someone other than you and making your life miserable, wimp?”

Your voice died out in your throat as he stood up, snatching your jaw hard enough to establish he meant business. You felt yourself trip forward slightly from a little tug, his blush pink lips twitching as if they wanted to smirk instead of looking so mean. 

“Mention him or say one more thing about how im a ‘loser’ or a ‘virgin’ again, and i'll make you forget how to walk. Keep it up, y/n. I am not in the fuckin’ mood for your bitter. shit.” He watched your facial expression change, praying his hard on wouldn't poke your thigh as you two stood incredibly close to each other.

He was far from wimpy looking.. six foot four, athletic build, and freckles covered his face. He was attractive, smart, just never hung out with the people you hung out with. You knew that. But it didn't stop the names, or the picking. He never really tried to stop you, maybe when you'd take it too far but more often than not he'd just sit and look at you and.. well, listen.

You bit your bottom lip softly, blinking a few times before staring up at him with half lidded eyes. “Take the bitter taste from my mouth then.. Talkin’ a lot of game for someone who looks like he’s gotten pussy maybe, twice in his life?” The confidence in your voice had definitely faltered, It’s not like you haven't imagined riding this dummy until the sun came up. Hes just so fucking annoying. it would be incredibly satisfying to watch his damn near virgin ass cream under you. you just weren't expecting him to be so..

Shoving his lips against yours and mumbling your train of thought, Izuku pulled you close before snaking a hand down to grope your ass. You yelp in response, tangling your hand into his messy green curls. He walked you backwards until your legs nudged against the couch, hands roaming to touch what they could of your skin. He's wanted to for so long. 

You slide next to the arm of the couch, whining softly when he pulls his lips from yours. He motioned down to the floor, watching you grab a pillow from the couch and set it under your knees. Finally speaking again, He starts untying his drawstrings. “I don't wanna hear anything out of you, we clear?” 

“crystal, in fact, anything for-” 

smack!

“What part of  ‘I don’t want to hear anything out of you’ don’t you get? Is it too hard for you to comprehend?”  He mocked your pout, continuing to speak as he tugged his joggers and boxers down to his knees. “Fleshlights don’t talk. Especially after how you treated me for so long.” He mumbled the last part, tugging his clothing down to his mid thigh.

Your eyes teared up from shock, not pain. He didn't hit hard, but it did leave a small sting on your cheek. You felt your back straighten, looking up at him with pleading eyes before muttering out a small apology. 

is that how quick you'd give yourself up? He thought to himself, pink tip now sitting in front of your lips as it glistened with pre-cum. is this how easy it was all along? “Stick your tongue out. Too late to be sorry.” 

You slide your tongue out slowly, staring up at him as you blinked the tears out of your eyes. he almost felt.. bad. was he being too mean? he tapped his tip against your tongue a few times, watching you move forward on your own to take him in your mouth. 

...maybe not mean enough.

He positioned his hands behind your head, making a makeshift ponytail before pulling you closer to his groin. He stared down at you, letting out a small groan before sighing in relief. He began to guide you along his cock dreadfully slow, watching your eyes fill with tears. He let out a soft chuckle. 

“Ah.. for as much as I hear you run your mouth, your pretty good at shutting the fuck up too. Use that tongue too, slut.” He let out a few moans under shaky breath, smirking and leaning his head back. You let your jaw go slack so he could use your throat how he wanted, trying to focus on the most important thing. breathing. Tears stream down your cheeks, trying your hardest not to gag against his cock.

“Gonna cum on your face..so y-..you’ll remember this and how fucking disgusting you really are.” He rutted into your throat sloppily, pulling away after you tapped his thigh a few times. He watched spit drip down your chin, hand going to rub his thumb over his tip.

You gasp to catch your breath, putting a hand on the ground and the other on your chest. Saliva had dripped down to your shirt, letting out a few coughs. You rub your tears away, wiping your chin. "Who knew someone like y..you could be so big n mean.." You look up at him, feeling the release of your hair. 

“Suck my dick like I showed you and I won’t have to be mean.” His face was red and sweaty, cock twitching in his hand from the coolness of your apartment. You nod, moving your hand to help you keep up with such a messy pace he had. 

You whimpered, hearing him degrade you even further. He called you a free use whore, a cumdump.. noticing the way your thighs clenched together before hovering a hand behind your head. He watched you quicken your pace, a whiny moan leaving his mouth when your tongue swirled over the nerves in his tip. 

He shivered, breath getting shaky before pulling away from you to finish over your lips and watching the mess cover your face. His hard-on twitched as he let out a sighing in somewhat relief. there's no way that he was still going, right?

“Get on the couch,” He said in a calmly, panting and wiping the sweat from his forehead. He watched you scramble to get up, sitting on the couch and attempting to clean your own face before feeling him snatch your jaw up into his hand.

“Ready to finally do our fucking work? or does your slutty cunt want attention now?” He laughed at how disheveled you looked, feeling the wetness under your chin leak onto his hand.

you blink the tears from your eyes, trying to stutter out your response before he spoke for you. “Dumb Whore. Bet you do. You get to cum on my fingers first,” 

You let out a whine whether volintarty or not, seeing his lip twitch into a small smirk. “What? My fingers aren't enough?” He moved ro rub at your clit, classused fingers pressing against you in slow circles.

“Whine all you want, You don't deserve anything more than my fingers.” He growled out, standing between your legs and opening them wider with his own. How embarrassing, to be folded up on the couch by someone you ‘hated’ so bad.

“Be lucky if I let you cum at all.” He tugs your panties to the side, dipping two fingers into you and curling them a few times. “Holy shit.. You’re soaked.” He spoke half in genuine shock and astonishment, half to degrade you. He lifted your leg to rest on his hip, pulling your panties down just enough to where he could rub your clit with his thumb and slid his fingers back in. 

You squeak, knee nudging into his side as you twitch and squirm against his fingers in pleasure. They were thick, curling and poking at that spot deeper than you thought they'd go. He still looked irritated as ever, but there was definitely also a look of admiration in his eyes. He seemed to be focusing, moving his fingers faster before making a scissoring motion with his fingers.

It was a lot, cocoa-colored eyes trying to blink the tears away that wouldn't stop forming in your eyes. “iii...izu!!” you plead, back pressing even harder into your couch as he basically climbed on top of you to finger fuck you. “It’s too muuuch- sensitive!” you tried pushing his hand from your clit only to be met with his other hand pinning it next to you.

“I bet kacchan doesn't do this to you.. Make you feel this good..” And there was that constant muttering under his breath. It wasn't hard to understand it when he was in such close proximity to you, but maybe he assumed you couldn't hear him. was he really boasting to you or himself..?

no. he was jealous. you concluded, deciding to run your mouth a little, a small smirk forming onto your plump lips. you haven't done anything with katsuki and it wasn’t really on your list to fuck community dick. but if that's what izuku thought, so be it.

“M.. makes me feel be..better!” you struggle to say, feeling him pull his fingers from your sopping cunt. you feel the knot that had been building up so quickly start to dissipate, an annoyed huff leaving your lips in response. His smirk turned into a disappointed frown, gritting his teeth before letting your wrist go and pinning your knees to your shoulders with, frankly, big hands.

“I’m gonna hit your cervix till you’re shaking,” He stated, lining his tip up before sliding into you with one big thrust. you felt your thighs ache, the warmth of his cock making you shiver. you felt full, closing your eyes tight and pushing at the arm that pinned your legs down. you wanted to hold onto him, bite, do anything to calm down how good it felt. It was overwhelming in the best way.

He slammed into you, pulling back slowly just to slam even harder into you. His lips curled back into a smirk, watching your body jolt and moving his arms to rest on either side of you. He felt you embrace him, legs trying to wrap themselves around him. He smiled into your shoulder, thrusting faster into you.

“iiizuuu.. nnghh.. h-hah please..” you pleaded, clenching around him. “ ‘m s.. ngh sorry. ‘M sorrryyyy, izu.. I am!! “ your nails raked down his shirt, gripping onto the fabric as your eyes began to roll back in pleasure.

“Now you’re sorry?” He asks into your shoulder, pulling back to move your heels onto his shoulders. He gave slow thrusts, staring down at you and your attempts to catch your breath. you nod as if your life depended on it, feeling your orgasm get closer and closer.

He moves a hand to rub over your clit quickly, watching you writhe in pleasure before continuing to thrust into you. You were seeing stars.. so much so you ended up squirting on his t-shirt. He laughs a bit, breaking into a moan as he pulls out of you. He jerked the tip of his cock for a few seconds, cumming and ruining your shirt in return.

Letting out a worn out but soft sigh, Izuku sat next to you tiredly. you try to blink yourself back into reality, feeling gross with all of the different.. hormones.  That happened to land on you and your clothing. “If you ruined my c..couch you get me a new one, nerd..” you huff out, sitting up and leaning onto his shoulder.

He leaned his head into your touch, hand wrapping around your waist. “Do you want my help to the bathroom so you can clean off?” He also needed to, but knew no way around your apartment and wasn't exactly gonna just leave you like this to search for one.

you nod, leaning into his bicep as he helped you towards your bathroom to strip you both of your soiled clothes. The project could wait another hour or so, right?

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[blkluci]

𝑴𝑯𝑨 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒔 and healer reader...

CHARACTERS )) katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki, denki kaminari, izuku midoriya, hitoshi shinsou.

PLOT )) a headcanon of mha boys dating someone with a healing quirk.

A/N )) this is purely based off my imagination!! requests are open:)

[ 𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈 ]

... secretly worries for you

... comes to your dorm with new bruises after training

-> "i know how to take care of myself."

... bakugo knows that your quirk isn't best for combat so he protects you while in battle

... jumps in front of attacks aimed at you

... therefore becomes your trainer and spars with you

... when you defeat deku in a close combat battle he's so proud

-> "YEAH!! you got your ass beat ya damn nerd! >:D"

[ 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐎 ]

... he's intrigued

... often asking questions about it

... "do you have a special move?"

... he appreciates when you heal his wounds after practice

... "thank you l/n :), your quirk is very useful."

... he allows you to practice your quirk on him

... does research on your quirk secretly

[ 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐊𝐈 ]

... your personal patient

... always asking you to heal his boo-boos as he says

... gets jealous if you use your powers on someone else

-> "i have boo-boos too babe! heal me!! :("

... you help when he short-circuits

... begs you to roleplay mercy

-> "c'monnn, it'll be fun!"

... praises your quirk to make you feel valued

[ 𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐔 ]

... has a book related to your quirk

... also does research on your quirk BUT proposes new ideas to you

-> "i think this will help you improve your quirk :D"

... gives you mini heart attacks when gets extremely hurt

... feels shy when you heal him but enjoys watching you use your powers

... another one who praises your quirk

-> "your quirk is amazing!!"

[ 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐎 ]

... your test dummy in some retrospect

... he's constantly curious about your quirk and wants you to use it on him

... he finds comfort in the fact that your quirk reflects your nature

... enjoys when you help him to sleep with your powers

-> "so warm.. (´～`)"

... another that protects you while battles and helps you with combat

-> "can you keep up?"

But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. (Matthew 6:33)

[xxknockoutxx]

Izuku

(this is just something to put out for fun but I take heavy inspiration from Glitched they're freaking amazing! I hope they are doing well ❤️‍🩹🥦)

It was another day of sitting at home without a care in the world. Waiting for your husband to come home, this was the one day where you weren't working or out doing chores. The giant house that you and your pro hero husband inhabited was so intimidatingly big, that seeing the house so quiet and empty kinda scared you but in a good way. Like a really secured way.

It wasn't all that lonely I suppose with your husband texting you every once and in a while with memes or compliments or how much he misses you. He's gotten the hang of One for All and is the number 1 hero. All this sounds pretty good for you guys but it's not...

The stronger your hunk of a husband gets, the longer he'll be working and that means less time for you too. This was probably the 3rd day he'd been vacant from the house this week so you were tired of it. I mean who wouldn't be?

I'm just gonna have to make him forget work when he comes back. you thought. Sure it was a lot easier said than done but you are Y/-fuckin-N! Ain't nobody or nothing gonna stop you from getting what you want✨

*Bzzz* Your phone buzzes and you find out it's your husband.

🥦My hero🥦: Hey baby I got some good news! 😁

I'll be home either tonight or next morning! I can't wait to see my precious little Bunny💚

Your heart swelled as you read the text you eagerly texted him back showing your excitement before going back to brainstorming. Shit.... Now you're on a time limit. With little time you began thinking about a dinner; one with a huge table full of different foods and of course dessert but will that be enough for your busy husband to stay home?

Annoyed and stressed, you just focus on that one thing, preparing food. You walked into the kitchen and searched the full fridge for things to cook. thankfully you had the ingredients to try some viral recipe you saw on Pinterest.

After cooking and laying everything out on the table you decided to change into something more anticipating you changed into some tiny pajamas and black lingerie under it. Surely it would do something to him to see those thin, black and green panties.

"Bun! I'm home!" Your heart froze up before running to the front door and hugging and kissing the breath out of Izuku.

"baby! Hiii" "Hey bun... You look so....- He takes in the way that the shirt you were wearing hugs your curves. The way that it just barely shows the outline of your hardening nipples. —Good..."

"I made you a little sumthin-" You help him put his stuff down and drag him towards the kitchen. This food is gonna be so fucking good that he's gonna eat this and then eat me- wait.

As Izuku takes a seat and looks in awe at all the food on the table. After working 22 hour shifts for 3 days straight you get kinda hungry. He waited for you to be seated as you walked to the table with his plate of healthy servings.

"thank you so much, Bunny. I love you."

You smile and join him at the table, in your rightful chair or throne rather; Izuku's lap.

He begins to chow down on all of his food rather quickly, while spouting his compliments about you and the food. "Wow this is so good, Bun" and "You look so pretty today" and "Did you get all dolled up for me?"

At the end of the meal you carefully bring him upstairs and take off his hero gear. Making sure to be slow and to add a sway to your movements. At this point Izuku's eyes were lidded and he still had that same smile of adoration but it seemed almost suspecting.

You pushed him back on the bed and slowly took off the pajamas. (Deku merch obviously) Under it you had your dark green and black lingerie.

"wow.. you were ready for me, weren't you bun?"

He cups your cheek and pulls you onto his lap. You feel his warm, calloused hand touch your face as a familiar sensation of Izuku's bulge rubbing against your sweet spot.

You lean in for a kiss and start playing with the zipper on his hero suit pants. As you do he slips a hand on your waist and deepens the kiss while helping you loosen his pants and takes off his suit.

"lemme help you with that bun..."

✩.･*:｡≻─────────── ⋆♡⋆ ───────────.•*:｡���

"F-fuck! Wait! Izu...." Of course after working for so long and so hard your husband is gonna be a little pent up. Not being able to come home to see his pretty, loyal wife. The only way to solve that? A fucking mating press. Nothing can compare to the satisfaction of a good fucking. Especially passionate, rough and deep sex.

I mean if you aren't screaming his name at the end is it even considered a good fucking? Clearly he isn't putting in enough effort if you give him a reaction that's anything less than a moan of his name, unintelligible mumbles, or praises. So he'll go for a couple hours. Maybe he'll be satisfied after a few positions, some breeding, and marking. Just to make sure you know you're his.

And right after he would take a shower with you cuddle with you and make sure you were at 100 percent and then only then would he go to sleep with you in his arms. An unbreakable grasp.

Then he'll do the same thing next week.

⏤͟͟͞͞☆𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐱.

[blqstar]

imagine izuku treating you like the pretty and spoiled lil princess you are. paying for your clothes and getting you food. whatever you want, he always got the time to get it for you no matter the cost.

he’s buying you everything you ask for, gucci and prada bags galore. after all that, you showcase every little purse or niche and send him pics of all he’s got you, sending him a most thankful message with it.

6:15 pm.

*sent 2 photos

thank you sm for gettin’ these f’me , zuku-poo. but can you please do one more favor f’me and come over? i need your cock.

whatever the princess wants, the princess gets.

[kinq-sleazee]

deku is so fucking sleazy bro. he tries to act like he doesn’t care for the fame but he secretly loves. having people that literally worship him ? how could that not go to his head ! his favorites are the pretty girls with watery eyes that freeze up when they finally get a chance to meet him; they’re definitely the prettiest when he’s feeding them inch after inch of his cock. all innocent and doe eyed. it’s obviously too much , your cunt literally spasming around his cock, but you’ll never admit it. too afraid to let your number 1 down. because he’s here for you right ? took time out of his busy schedule to see you and you have the nerve to whine about how his fat dick is too much for your poor pussy ? and even if you did have the nerve complain and beg him to s-slow down , he’d just pick up the pace and fuck you harder. “t’aww, baby, you don’t mean it” his voice dulcet and deep, “m’so close, can’t stop now. pussy’s so good. you want me to feel good, right?”

[rumisgf]

“all mine”

katsuki hates having to share. he hates your friends who wanna hang out you when you could be spending time with him. he hates your parents who call you when you could be on the phone with him. he hates when he has to part ways from you to go on missions.

which is why he always has you trapped under him when you’re alone. he likes to keep you where you can’t escape— where you can’t run from his thrusts or all the love he’s giving you.

“k-kats! f-fuckkkk..”

he only goes harder when you cry out for him. he loves it. he loves when you whine and beg for more of him.

“all. fucking. mine.”

his words are punctuated by his thrusts and the slapping of his bare skin to yours. your walls tighten around him and he groans, burying his head into your neck.

and after you both finish, he holds you. holds you as if you’re gonna run away. you’re showered with praises about how pretty you are and how good you are for him. he almost doesn’t wanna get up when he lifts off you, picking you up with ease.

bakugou carries you to your kitchen, sitting you down on one of your kitchen stools. he grabs a water bottle and brings it to your lips, and you obediently take a sip. he smiles at your tired out state.

“there ya go, my good girl.”

he makes you both of a meal, and again carries you to bed once you both finish enjoying the food and each other’s presence. snuggling into bed with you, he wraps strong arms around your waist and gives you soft kisses on your neck until he hears your soft snores.

this is all he wants. all your time. you, in his arms. for all his life. he just wants you to be all his.

@ rumisgf

[gamblersdoll]

teasing, grinding, choking, nipple sucking

“babygirl, please— im trying to type this back to shoto.” izuku whimpered out, looking down to you as your lap grinds against him. “f-fuck..” he mumbled, a hand gripping his phone.

“zukuuuuuu.. you feel so big.” you drag out his name in a mewl, pressing your hands against his chest and circling your hips down onto his clothed cock. “feels so good when i do this, oh!” you moan dramatically, tilting your head back and he pants.

what on earth was your problem?

“baby—“ he moans in a choke, his unoccupied hand trying to hold your waist. “pleaseplease, just let me do this—“

your hips move back and forth, mimicking the actions of if you were riding his cock and your hands scratch his chest. “oh, izuku! izuku!” you moan, only adding more depth to it to grab his attention, to make him more horny and take you. your hands slide up your chest, groping yourself and his eyes widen. your fingers pull your shirt up, fat breasts spilling out and you tug and pull at your sensitive nipples. “uh huh! oh— right there!”

izuku shuts his phone off, his hand reaching up and wrapping his fingers around your throat. “fuckin— fine, you want it?” he growls, his eyebrows furrowed together. he pulls himself up, lips wrapping around your nipple and suckling, biting even— until he stops, and he forces you on your hands and knees, forcing even more of a deep arch. “you always do this shit— even after i spend all day with this dick in you!” he shouts, fingers pressing deeper on the sides of your throat.

you bite your lip, somewhat panicking from it backfiring. “izu—“ you try to say, but feel your ass get pressed against his lap, still clothed. “izuk—“ you try to say again, your face becoming pressed into your pillow as he squeezes his cock.

he bites his lip, chest heaving and he watches your hand pat on the bed. he pulls you up by your throat, glaring at you with a blush. “speak.”

“i was just playing, you can text shoto.” you giggle, watching his face drop with the blush and he turns away. “zuku, im sorry!” you chuckle, him dodging your hands.

“no, because i almost fucked you dumb, you dumbass slut.” he deadpans, taking deep breaths and trying to push his cock down. “i even choked you— oh god, why would you fuckin’ do that?”

“was just teasing izuku, promise i wont do it for the rest of the week.”

“for the rest of the week, much better.” he says sarcastically, turning to look at you. “you almost got taken and touched.” he growls at you.

“that was the point.”

“okay then, no dick for a week.”

[obessedd]

katsuki bakugo , izuku midoriya & shoto todoroki

↳ a.n ; next story i’ll add a few more characters to the mix ☝🏽, there gonna be short little drabbles but it’ll be worth it! enjoy the story :).

katsuki ;

not even a minute in a loud knock was heard on your door, chuckling as you got up. you stumbled a little due to dizziness but you made it to your door pulling down the handle to open it revealing your hot headed boyfriend with a hoodie and your favorite snack in his hand, “awwww kat, you really do care about me.” you teased but he only groaned pushing past you, closing the door behind you. “of course I do idiot. why wouldn’t I?.” he asked giving you his hoodie, shrugging placing the blanket you had covering you on the bed to change into the hoodie, mumbling “ask mina or something.” you mocked hearing him scoff, “so funny.” he was going to come anyways despite how he responded. he liked being an ass, it was funny getting the many reactions from you but you knew it was just him being an asshole. either way he was still going to come because he loves you. even though your like a stick up his ass he still does stuff for you. when you both got settled in the bed, you were quick to wrap your arms around him as he did the same around your waist. “if you cough on me i’ll kill you.” he joked, you groaned heavily rolling your eyes cuddling more into his chest, “whatever you say kat.” you muttered , starting to falling asleep. he knew by the way your breathes were slowing down, soon enough you had fallin asleep. he caressed along your back to give you the comfort you needed, softly smiling. though he hates admitting stuff, he loves being in your arms.

Izuku ;

It was so fucking hot in your room. the ac and the fan you had blasting in your face wasn’t helping your case the slightest bit, you tried using your wings to fan yourself but despite that nothing wasn’t really helping. you hated summer. you groaned loudly letting your wings spread out as you lazily laid in your bed sniffling, being sick while also suffering from heat was going to make you go crazy. after you sent that text to Izuku, 20 minutes had passed hearing a light knock at your door, not bothering to get up you used a feather from your wing to open the door. Izuku stood there with a bag of your favorite snacks and ice packs, his face softened but chuckled a little. you were spread out like a star fish, when you heard him walk in placing the bags down you looked up, “took you long enough.” you grumbled hearing him hum, bending the ice pack in half letting it get cold. “endevour made us patrol a little longer for our last day, but i’m here now right?.” you groaned rolling over to lay on your back, “I guess so.” you huffed but sighed in relief feeling the cold pack on your forehead, “that feels nice..” he smiled, continuing to hold it to your head as he sat down next to you, “how have you been holding up?.” — “I almost died from suffocation. It’s too damn hot.” you complained, Izuku nodding his head in agreement caressing your hand with his, “I do agree, we had to get new suits by how high the temperature rised.” humming you turned on your side using the hand he held with yours playing with his fingertips, “at least you don’t have to suffer every damn year, but you just being here makes me feel better..so thank you.” he felt you give his hand a squeeze, smiling down at you. he lifted your hand close enough to his lips pecking the back of it, “of course my love, just rest for the day. I’ll be with you the entire time.” and he did what he said. when you fell asleep he stayed with you the entire time, he placed your head on his lap as he kept the ice pack on your forehead making sure you don’t overheat. the whole time he made sure you were comfortable and relieved.

shoto ;

It took some time but once shoto was done with his dad and the others, you heard a knock at your door. you coughed a little into your sleeve, walking to open the door revealing your boyfriend with a bag of snacks and a hoodie, “you don’t look good.” you rolled your eyes playfully stepping aside to let him in, “gee, thanks shoto totally didn’t know that already.” you sniffled, closing the door, walking back to your bed to sit on it watching as shoto set down the bag on your desk, “are you feeling ok?.” he questioned as he walked up placing his hand on your forehead, it was hot. “now that you’re here yeah..but keep your hand right there..it feels nice.” you leaned more into his hand feeling the coldness radiate off his palm, softly smiling. shoto gave a small grin also, “i’m going to need my hand if you want your snacks.” you pouted slightly but by the sound of your stomach grumbling you nodded your head, feeling his hand leave your head. as the night slowly went by, you both were cuddled up on your bed both watching a movie eating the snacks he had gotten you. his hand wrapped around your waist as you laid comfortably on his chest, the comfort of his warmth mixed with his cold was putting you to sleep. he caressed along your waist intrigued into the movie not even realizing you were dozing off. but when he heard soft snores and breaths hit his collar bone he looked down to see you fell asleep, he softly smiled. you look so cute, despite the sick look, you still look cute. he leaned down to give your forehead a soft kiss before turning off the tv to get you both more into a comfortable position, he laid you on your side as he also laid on his side holding you close to his body. soon, sleep started to take over as well.

[sakuraszn]

ft. timeskip Izuku midoriya

summary: izuku’s back muscles. that’s it.

Izuku doesn't even notice what he's doing to you.

He's standing in front of the mirror, towel slung low around his hips, green messy curls sticking up everywhere. His back is to you, broad and powerful, every muscle shifting as he moves. His shoulders are massive, leading down to thick, sculpted arms that have carried you, held you, and pinned you beneath him more times than you can count.

And God, his posture. Always straight, always steady, like he was ready to take on anything, like nothing in the world could shake him. Like he could shield you from anything with just the sheer size of him.

The thought makes you squirm, thighs pressing together as warmth spreads through you. You shouldn't be this flustered-- this is your Izuku, your sweet, adoring boyfriend--but then he lifts his arms to dry his hair, and the muscles in his back flex, and--

A small, desperate sound escapes from you before you can stop it.

Izuku freezes. Then, slowly, he turns to glance over his shoulder.

"..Are you okay?" His voice is soft, but there's something else there's something intrigued, something teasing. He lowers the towel, emerald eyes locking onto you.

You press your lips tightly together, trying to will the heat rising in your cheeks to dissipate. But no matter how hard you focus, the warmth stubbornly lingers.

"You're staring," he points out, and the way he says it—gentle, but amused makes your heart clench.

"I–" You swallow, cheeks burning. "You just..you look really good."

His face turns pink. Bright pink. It's ridiculous, how someone so strong, so massive, can still be so easily flustered. But then, his gaze darkens, just a little, his head tilting.

"Do I?" His voice dips lower, and when he turns to fully face you, stepping closer, it's like all the air leaves your lungs.

You nod, taking fistful of the sheets, feeling small under his intense stare. "You always do." You mutter shyly.

His hand comes up slowly, knuckles brushing against your heated cheek, igniting a spark that travels within your body. He's warm—always so warm.

"Then why," he murmurs, his voice low and teasing, thumb dragging over your bottom lip with intentional slowness, "do you look like you're about to melt?"

The heat between you thickens, a tangible force that leaves you breathless.

Oh. He’s enjoying this.

Those intense eyes locked on yours, searching for any sign of hesitation. You can feel your heart racing, trapped between the urge to lean in closer and the instinct to pull away.

And judging by the way his arms flex when he leans in, pressing a slow, lingering kiss to your lips he plans to take full advantage of it.

© sakuraszn! xoxo

[animeafro]

mha boys x black! reader :3

HOW MHA BOYS WOULD INTERACT WITH YOUR NATURAL HAIR

ꕥ summary: all of the mha boys are (presumably) unfamiliar with black hair, so i thought it'd be fun to headcanon their behavior with a partner who has natural hair!

ꕥ includes: izuku midoriya, shouto todoroki, eijirou kirishima, denki kaminari, katsuki bakugo

ꕥ warnings: slight nsfw for bakugo and kaminari, otherwise just fluff :)

Izuku: 

Is curious about your hair but doesn't wanna ask too many questions for fear of sounding disrespectful, so he conducts his own “research project” by spending hours on YouTube watching natural hair creators and learning how your hair is cared for

He takes notes on the different hair types, determines which kind yours must be, and curates his remaining research based on that

Randomly shows up one day with a bunch of expensive natural hair products that he thinks might work for you since you often complain about how hard your hair is to maintain and how you don’t wanna invest in expensive products that may not work for you

Follows you into the bathroom and convinces you to let him do your wash day for you

It takes some guidance from you (the detangling process is not as easy as they made it look in the videos) but he does great!

You're shocked at how well he managed to define your curls. Your hair damn near looks like you went to a curly salon to get it done!

He even learns how to define his own curls in the process! But you both end up preferring his signature fluffy style instead.

Shoto:

Doesn’t mention anything about your hair for a while, but secretly wonders about it

When you talk to Momo and Mina about your routine during a conversation about hair care, his ears perk up. He listens intently, but still doesn’t say anything

The next time he comes over, your hair is in braids. “Your hair is different,” he observes. “Do you like it?” you question. “Yeah, you look… gorgeous. How did you do that?”

His curiosity gets the best of him, and the next 10 minutes is a flurry of questions he's been holding himself back from asking. “So why'd you put it in braids? What's a protective style? How long can you keep them in? How do you wash it? Why do you have to put oil in it?” He can't help but be in awe at how different your hair is from his own

Since he’s so interested, you offer to give him a few temporary braids, just for fun. After scrolling Pinterest for a while for inspiration, you both agree on giving him some cornrows on the top of his head

He is incredibly tender headed. He winces every time you pick up a new piece of hair to add into the braid, even though you’re braiding rather loosely

After you’re done you show him in the mirror, and he falls in love with it. “It looks so cool,” he beams, his usually deadpan tone taking on a hint of an excited lilt.

“Can you do it again for me tomorrow?” he turns to you to meet your gaze, his eyes wide with admiration. how could you say no to that face?

Denki: 

Loves everything about your natural hair

You always have to swat his hands away because he’s constantly reaching up to play with it, saying it feels so soft like a pillow and it’s not fair for you to keep it all to yourself

When you put your hair in long box braids he’s confused as to how it grew so fast, but he just assumes it’s something that black people can do and doesn’t question it. Maybe it has something to do with that “shrinkage” you’re always complaining about…

When he sees you braiding your hair, he insists that you should do his next. He doesn’t care about how his hair is styled nearly as much as he just likes having his hair played with

Gets hard every time you put on your bonnet

Kirishima: 

Tries to convince you to dye it red so that you two can match

Part of your morning routine with him is you both standing in front of the bathroom mirror, him spiking up his hair with ungodly amounts of gel and you working on whatever curly style you’ve chosen for the day

One lazy Saturday, you guys decide it’d be fun to do each other’s hair

Since the gel is available, you decide to try giving him finger waves. His hair is super thick, and on the longer side, so it’s not easy to get the waves right, but eventually you manage to finesse it into a style that looks close enough to finger waves. He won’t know the difference anyway, you think to yourself

Meanwhile, he sculpts your afro into a star shape. He marvels at how your hair can stick up on its own, without any gel. He wishes his hair would do the same so he wouldn’t have to spend so much money on product

When you reveal each other’s hairstyles in the mirror, you both overflow with giggles, admiring one another’s artistic visions

Of course, he insists, the session is not complete without a backyard photoshoot!

Bakugo: 

Won’t really ask questions but when you’re in the bathroom, styling your hair with the door open, he’s off to the side, observing with bated curiosity (unbeknownst to you)

He’s always careful not to touch or mess up your hair since he knows how much effort you put into it

That’s why he prefers when your hair is in a protective style– because then you let him pull it

He likes to buy you things for your hair– silk scarves, braid jewelry– he even pays attention to when you’re running out of your favorite products and buys refills for you since he knows you always forget

One day he buys you a pair of hair clips with his signature orange & black explosions on them. Gets a good chuckle when he notices that you’ve been wearing them nearly every day, the other hair pieces lying neglected in your cabinet

But why wouldn't you want to rep your man every day?

POST FORMAT CREDIT TO @rumisgf i haven't figured out how to make pretty posts myself yet lol