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@awilddreamerwrites this u at Izuku on the couch? ���

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I miss it. I miss it every fucking day man.

slowly disintegrating friendships are like. i miss you. i love you. i wish so many good things for you. i wish for all the love u can get. i wish i was eating chaat with u rn. i hope we never meet again.

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“Did you really think….that I wouldn’t kill my men if you turned them into Titans? I guess you wouldn’t know… …just how many friends we’ve had to kill.”

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What is happening??

Get on ur knees babygorl 😩❤️

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Okay but, sweaty, soot covered Kirishima butt ass naked on the front cover of the calendar, covering up his shlong with the fire hose? Someone’s spraying water on him to keep his muscles glistening. The THIGHS!! Thick ass thighs!!!

He gives you a copy of his calendar for free, just cause.

You’re definitely flicking the bean to that image tonight.

Mind blank, only thinking that Kirishima would 100% be a fireman in the quirk less AU😩

no because the thought of fireman Kirishima literally keeps me up at night

Him putting you in a fireman’s carry when your building catches on fire. you take the inopportune moment to feel up the broad shoulders and back muscles even though you could both quite literally die at any given moment.

but at least you get to go out on a sexy firefighters shoulders right?

when you finally make it outside and the paramedics look after you, he’s coming up to you and asking questions. you can’t focus because this shit brick house of a man is too goddamn fine and you find yourself asking if he could take you out, even though your cutest outfit was just burnt to a crisp.

he turns as red as his hair before stuttering over an agreement. before you two even go out, you already know he’s the perfect guy for you. Little do you know that he’s thinking the exact same thing about you.

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Getting overstimulated and humiliated by ya man while the whole squad is just making fun of you for being a punk bitch and deadass making you cry?

Or

Getting edged and cooed over by ya girl while the whole squad is dumbing you down (respectively)?

ORRRRR

Getting tossed around by the whole squad while getting simultaneously neglected, virtually becoming a piss poor pocket for them to fuck.

I don't have anybody in mind, just daily thoughts.

I have sat on this ask, just waiting for the time to properly write the last one because. wow.

since I don't write for Sero or Iida, this is a mixture of both squads 🥴

cw: this shit is filthy, gang bangs, slight dehumanization, mentions of double penetration

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"You see how well she takes my cock? What a fucking slut."

It's kind of hard trying to distinguish whose voice from who. Kirishima and Bakugou are starting to sound alike. Todoroki and Bakugou's dicks are starting to feel the same inside of your messy cunt. Kirishima and Deku's cooing is starting to blend together into a messy mush of praises in your empty head.

It is the best feeling yet.

You don't know how long they've been using your body. You're sure you guys have been going at it for five hours now, if the blurry image of the time on the video game screen is anything to indicate how long you've been nothing but a piss poor pocket for them to fuck.

It all started when Izuku invited you over to study. You had agreed, figuring the shy guy meant something more than study, and fuck, had you found out fast.

You weren't expecting Kirishima, Bakugou, or Todoroki to be there. Nor were you expecting them all to be pitching tents in their sweats as they backed you up into a literal corner.

As much as you wanted to be upset, this was literally a dream come true. It seemed like Bakugou was already aware of this, though.

"I've seen the way you looked at all of us." He's panting, hips smacking brutally into your sore thighs as he takes you from the back for what feels like the fifth time tonight. "You always wanted us to use your slutty ass, didn't you? Fucking dirty bitch."

You can only nod and whimper around Todoroki's cock in your mouth. Your hazy eyes can only register who it is from the two toned pubes that are pushed into your face in a rhythmic smack. The colors blur and make your eyes cross as you hum when another set of fingers start tugging at your swollen nipples.

"You gonna let me fuck this pretty little ass next?"

It's Kirishima, his warm breath fanning your neck as his other hand inches down to rub circles into your already stretched and leaking hole. Bakugou groans at the sight, starts fucking your cunt harder with growls and smacks against your cheeks.

Todoroki pulls out momentarily. You take this time to breathe, ready to utter out a weak yes, but your mouth is stuffed with another thick cock, decorated by thick green pubes.

"Hurry up, Kacchan, I want her pussy next."

They talk about you as if you weren't there. You love it.

"Shut the fuck up, nerd. Let me fuck another load in the bitch and then she's all yours."

You only want them to use you more. Use you as their own personal cum dump for however long they see fit.

"I'll take her ass again after you, Kirishima."

Todoroki is using your cheek to rut against, make it even messier with spit and precum. You're fucking filthy.

"Why not at the same time, bro?"

You'll always let them use you. You'll always be at their beck and call to be their little cumwhore. And what better way to spend a Friday night?

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We need more dilf bakugo with his cute lil bb😩🥰

mmmm big papa bakugou comes home to see you playing with his 3 little brats. you were cute nanny that he hired only for your looks but apparently you are good with kids so it’s a win-win.

you always welcome him home with a sweet smile and a meal ready for everyone to eat before heading back to your small apartment. katsuki asked you to stay with them for dinner one night with mini clones agreeing with him. how could you say no to those ruby eyes.

you offer to help clean the kitchen after dinner so mr.bakugou could go change out of his work clothes only for him to come back in his tight black wife beater and some sweats. you could see his dick imprint in the sweats causing you to almost drool but you needed to finish cleaning so you can fantasize at home.

katsuki stops you and offers you a drink, keep him company since the kids were already put to bed. before you knew it, you were on his lap, passionately locking lips with the man as he pressed your clothed core on his hard on.

“look at you. desperate to fuck a man twice your age.” you whined as you wanted more friction between the two of you.

“don’t worry. daddy gonna fuck you real good tonight.” he hissed before giving you a hard slap on your ass.

by the end of the night, katsuki had your mascara running down your face along with purple and blue marks all over your body. you were almost knocked out cold before you heard,

“i expect you to be moved in by the end of this week. i need you for much more things other than babysitting.”

this was bad💀 i type this out on my phone and didn’t have time to edit it 💀also i rarely write for bakugou!

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BAKUGOU KATSUKI

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This is literally the sweetest thing I’ve ever read, PLEASE 🥺

The Moon Is Beautiful Isn’t It.

↬ Pairing:Pro Hero Tamaki x Disabled Black Female Reader

↬ Warning:Hurt/Comfort & mentions of injury

↬ Disclaimer:Crying,Cursing,mentions of disabilities, hospital setting.

↬ Word count:1.1k

Note:So this one is really personal for me.There will be no more parts to this story so enjoy.

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Tamaki noticed everyday as he was getting rehab therapy for his knee injury. He would roll down the hospital hall to see a young black woman around his age staring off into the opened window all spaced out. She had a sketchbook,color markers,pens and pencils all on the side table.

Headphones were placed onto her head pushing back her dark brown bob like length curly locs.She was nodding her head slightly to whatever she was listening to Tamaki was curious as to what she was listening to but was scared to ask her and interrupt the peaceful air around her beautiful brown skin that seem to glow underneath the sun as her hospital gown hang slightly off her shoulder showing more of that lovely brown skin.

He noticed that she liked to take her glasses off and lean back into the bed with her eyes closed as if she was trying to make herself feel neutral and happy. He noticed during therapy sessions that she always gave it her all with a bright smile that made the therapists smile with her and encouraged her more.

He thought she was a vivacious woman while she was in her wheelchair laughing and telling jokes to make others around feel at ease knowing she wasn’t beating herself up on the inside. Every time her eyes met his he would look away with blush because he saw her molten chocolate brown eyes glittered curiosity of who was staring at her.

There were days he noticed her sketching away in her sketchbook with some music playing out loud to fill up the room. And the door was slightly cracked open enough for him to sneak a peek inside. Days like those he noticed that she was upset and barely holding on to a little piece of happiness and her freedom.

He noticed how frustrated she was with doctors and nurses treating her as if she were a test subject and not a human being. Seeing her stressed out quietly in her room as if she didn’t want to be a bother to others.Days her family visits it’s the loudest days yet the quietest tears that slips from her eyes as she sobs into her hands.

Tamaki thought she was beautiful as the moon in his eyes. From her locs to her soft plumped body that looks so weak but he knew she did a lot of things before she became like this.Her personality was something that could rival his friends that visited him almost everyday.

Hell they knew about her and wanted him to make the first move. Slowly but surely they crept their way into her tight knit circle and became friends with her too. He was overjoyed that you found his friends to be cool enough to hang around with.

What would she think about him? Is the question that floats throughout his mind everyday as he watched her from a distance seeing her progress and silently giving her his support. He didn’t care that she was struggling to walk again nor did he care that she had scares and was slightly overweight once again he didn’t care if she was to never walk again because he would be there for her.

She was his beautiful glowing moon with the stars that he could paint the skies with every night just to see her grace him that sparkling smile again and again. So yes tonight he will confess under the full moon and to hear her voice speak directly to him. He was finally confident to let her know that he was there for her.

He had Nejire buy some yellow and white daffodils for him to give to her. How did he know about the flowers so he was listening to your conversation with the occupational therapist that yellow and white daffodils were your favorite and you had never received flowers before.

Wheeling himself down the hall at night he told the night nurse what he was about to do and she gave the green light for him. He saw your door was closed so he knocked lightly and heard that soft voice of yours.

“I see Mr.Observer has finally come to speak with me after all these weeks.”you said, still staring out the window as the moon was high and shining bright.

“I didn’t know how to present myself to you without seeming like a creep.” He stuttered out a little bit pushing himself closer into the room and closing the door.

“Well you’re no creep to me if you come bringing gifts haha.” You said laughing and looking towards him with a soft smile.

You were watching him maneuver himself closer to you so that you could hear him better. And that he could offer the flowers to you. The handsome elf that always watched you silently while he was doing his own thing and making progress in recovering from his injury. You were always curious about him but didn’t want to pry into his life. So you waited for him to enter into yours with opened arms.

He enjoyed the silence between the two of you as he offered the flowers slightly bowing in his wheelchair. Hoping you would accept his feelings as he would accept yours without a doubt but his poor heart wouldn’t stop racing.

“You know mister these are some lovely flowers and you must have come a long way to give them to me.”you said softly accepting the flowers as tears wilted up in your eyes.

“But I’m damaged goods that're beyond repair for someone as sweet as you. I was told that I wouldn't be able to walk ever again and that I will need a lot of assistance if I want a normal life. I can’t be a burden towards you and what a future we could have together. I don’t want you to think that this is something that can get better when it’s not. I don’t want you to waste your time with a little ole me who’s riddled with a lot of problems.” Your voice was cracking because you knew that if you accepted these flowers and the silent confession that both of parties ' feelings would be hurt.

He knew that you wanted it so bad but you were stuck with an anxious feeling of being vulnerable. He wouldn’t leave you behind nor would waste your time. He didn’t think you damaged goods that were beyond repair. His heart bleeds out for you and knowing that your strong enough face whatever was happening to you.

So he lifted his head up to see you crying while clutching on tightly to the daffodils as if you didn’t want to let go. He sighed out and prepared himself to stand and walked next to your bed so he could sit on it. And be even more closer to you as he says the next few words before he kisses you with so much raw emotion that your will to turn him away crumbled and you kissed him back still crying.

“The moon is beautiful isn’t it.”

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As usual, I am assending 😩

bakugou fucking you and sending the video to his and ur ex

uhhh not really sure if I like the actually sending the video part, since they could very well blackmail you and that is not sexy, but the threat is—

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“Did he ever make you cum like this? With just his fucking fingers?”

Bakugou is snarling above you, his lips pulled back as he bares his teeth and starts thrusting his fingers inside you quicker. It’s a sloppy sound, wet smacks of his hand against your dripping cunt as he angles the phone directly to your face.

You’re shaking your head, nails ripping holes into the pretty pillows below your head. You already know you must look fucked out, after being overstimmed for the past hour or so.

It all started after you had fleetingly compared Bakugou to your ex. Something stupid about them using the same goddamn shampoo brand and slightly smelling the same. He took that as you thinking about your ex too much, and took it upon himself to get your ex outta your head—by playing with your cunt until you begged for mercy. You can’t even remember when he actually pulled his phone out to record.

“Want me to send this to him? Let him know how much you still think about him, even with my fingers stuffing this sloppy pussy?”

He pulls his fingers out momentarily to slap them down onto your wet cunt. You cry out at the sting, legs clamping together before he forces them open. Bakugou laughs cruelly, angles the phone down to show the mess you’re making on the bed.

“You won’t even be able to remember his name when I’m done with you.”

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I’m literally just writing this to satiate myself again lmao. Enjoy some sweet, domestic shit just cause I’m lonely.

Slow Dancing with Shinso

Characters: Hitoshi Shinso

Warnings: Tooth rotting fluff

You’re cooking dinner, stirring and chopping and frying, humming to 50’s music, probably a lil big band.

Shinso is fresh off of patrol, toweling his hair in the upstairs bathroom. He can hear how loud your music is, and he shakes his head fondly, a small smile on his face.

He throws on an oversized t shirt and some boxers and takes his time coming downstairs.

You barely hear him over your obnoxiously loud music. He slips arms around your waist and hums something into your ear about dinner smelling amazing.

You turn your head so he can kiss you, surprised when instead, he twirls your easily so you’re pressed against his chest.

He’s got his nose buried in your curls, enjoying the fruity scents of leave in conditioner and gel. It’s a scent he doesn’t ever wanna forget.

The two of you are twirling now, dodging the garbage can and the chairs in front of your bar as Swinging on A Star plays loudly from your Bluetooth speaker.

It’s a song he’s heard way too many times, and he hums the melody in that smooth, deep voice of his. You can feel the vibrations through your cheek, and though you are concerned about burning the steak, in that moment the whole world melts away and it’s just the two of you, swinging in the kitchen.

You nuzzle his chest and sigh, purely content and happy in his arms.

Dividers by: @/firefly-graphics

Requests are open! Shoot me an ask if you’ve got somethin you’d like me to write about.

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white girls sayin “nigga” is fucking disgusting.

Don’t argue with me. 😊

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me as a writer: Oh no I can’t write that, somebody else already has

me as a reader: hell yes give me all the fics about this one scenario. The more the merrier

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“kiss me in the stupid way again”  for chezka’s fic rattling chests! please give it a read – it’s an incredibly sweet and cozy fic !!! :’) 

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how,,,how,,i didnt post this,,,,im THAT FUCKING DUMB