Nobody Understands The Bond Between A Girl And The Mediocre Book She Read When She Was 13 Years Old.

Nobody understands the bond between a girl and the mediocre book she read when she was 13 years old.

where play fighting leads

**All Characters aged up**

Warnings:

Smut

18+

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Bakugo bit his lip hard as he watched you from across the room. You were goofing around with Denki, landing some surprisingly good punches. His eyes couldn't leave you—every jab, every laugh—it was messing with his head. There was something about seeing you like that, fierce and playful, that had him feeling a mix of awe and something way more primal. The way you handled Denki… hell, he couldn’t help but imagine you roughing him up with those same hands. Soft, but strong. His mind wandered to a different kind of heat between you, thinking about what it would be like for you to be riding his-...

Bakugo jerked his head, forcing himself to stop. No way he should be thinking about you like that, especially now. But then Denki finally surrendered, and you jumped onto him, laughing. Bakugo felt a hot wave of jealousy crash over him. You should’ve been jumping on him, not Denki. As you threw your arms around Denki, his hand slid under you to steady you, fingers dangerously close to your ass.

That was it. Bakugo's temper flared. He stomped across the room, his eyes dark with fury, and yanked you off Denki. The entire room went silent, except for Kirishima, who was chuckling quietly in the corner. Bakugo shot him a death glare before dragging you out of the room, ignoring everyone’s stunned expressions.

He hauled you straight to his room, shoving open the door with a forceful grip on your wrist. Before you could even process what was happening, he tossed you onto the bed with no hesitation.

“Bakug—" you started to say, confused, but the words barely left your mouth before his lips crashed into yours, cutting off any protest. You could feel his body heat radiating off him, his frustration, his need—it was overwhelming in the best way.

Bakugo's grip tightened around your neck as he kissed you harder, drawing a soft moan from your lips. His mouth trailed down your neck, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. Between each kiss, he muttered words that sent shivers down your spine. “Over there jumping on Dunce Face when you should be jumping on me.” The heat between your legs flared up even more at his words, making you crave him like never before.

Without wasting any time, Bakugo started stripping you both down, impatient and rough, ripping away each piece of clothing as if they were nothing. When you were finally bare beneath him, he paused, hovering above you with those mischievous eyes and a wicked grin that made your heart race. In one swift motion, he yanked your legs apart and dove right in, his mouth finding your most sensitive spot. The moment his tongue touched you, a loud moan escaped your lips.

Bakugo didn’t hold back, sliding his middle and ring fingers inside you, matching the rhythm of his tongue with practiced ease. Your back arched involuntarily, your hands flying to his hair, gripping it tight as the pleasure built to an unbearable peak.

Just as you were on the edge of release, he pulled away, leaving you gasping. He lined himself up, rubbing the tip of his cock against your slick entrance. “Can’t wait to fuckin’ ruin you,” he growled before slowly pushing into you, inch by inch, until he was fully sheathed in your warm, wet heat. He moved deliberately, watching every twitch of your face as he filled you completely. Once he bottomed out, he paused, the tension in his body palpable.

“Kat, move,” you whined, desperate for more, but he stayed still, his breath ragged. “Shh, stop talking,” he muttered, trying to hold back the urge to cum right then and there. Your walls tightened around him, and he growled low in his throat. “Y/N, don’t fuck with me, I'm trying not to nut” he warned, but you couldn’t resist. You kissed along his jawline, teasing him until he finally gave in, finding the resolve to move.

He started slow, each stroke calculated and precise, but with every moan that slipped from your lips, his control frayed. His pace quickened, and soon he was pounding into you with wild, animalistic thrusts. You clawed at his back, biting down on his collarbone to muffle your cries, but he wasn’t having it. “I want to hear you,” he demanded, his voice rough with lust as he began to thrust deeper, harder, his movements slow and deliberate.

You let go of his shoulder, finally letting out the moans you’d been holding back. Bakugo’s rhythm grew erratic, his control slipping as he chased his release. One particularly powerful thrust sent you over the edge, your body convulsing around him as you came hard. The way you tightened around him pulled a guttural groan from his chest, and he spilled into you, his orgasm hitting him like a freight train.

“Fuckkkk,” you both gasped in unison, riding out the waves of pleasure together. Bakugo kept thrusting, pushing his cum deeper inside you with each powerful stroke until he finally slowed, breathing heavily. He collapsed on top of you, his lips finding yours in a rough, possessive kiss.

“Don’t let me see another man touching you,” he growled against your lips, and you nodded, your mind hazy and your body spent. You leaned up to kiss him back, a smirk tugging at your lips. If it meant getting fucked like this, you just might test him again.

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Trying to get back into writing

Not revised or anything like that so don't mind my word vomit

**All my shit is copyrighted**

Sooo no one will probably see this but THE ARTTTT. Like BFFR Kurapika ain’t that type of person… or is he?

every official art of levi smiling (1/2?)

"Don't ever take relationship advice from your friends again"

Synopsis- Your friends don't like Gojo so they try to get in your head.

Warning: Fluff, Mention of sex

It was a warm night so you decided to go out with your friends for a girls night. Gojo begged you not to go. He kept telling you that your friends are bad influences and that they don't like him. You kissed his cheek and tried to reassure you that your friends love him but he wasn't believing it. You wore a short yellow plaid mini skirt with a white crop top. You bent over to put on your white converse to compliment your outfit. "Baby, I love you and I don't usually care what you wear but that skirt should be for my eyes only." He said, his hands snaked to your waste as he put his head in to your neck. "Gojo, it's not that short. You can't see much, plus I'll make sure it stays down." He kissed your neck holding you tighter. "Don't go. Stay here and I show you a better time than they can." You giggled and pushed him away. "Later." Was the last thing you said while grabbing your keys and heading out the door, the Uber waiting for you outside. Gojo argued against it but you won of course.

You got dropped off at the bar and your friend group was in the parking lot waiting for you. "Bishhhhhhhh! We missed you!" One friend said as she came and hugged you which led to the others doing as well. Yall walked in and immediately went to the bar. "We gotta get drinks before we catch up." Y/F said. You all ordered your drinks and sat down to finally catch up. You were the last to go. "I mean, I've just been doing the usual. Working and being with Gojo. He's taken me so man-" You said before you was cut off. "Why are you still with him? He ain't shit. He's too friendly and we think he's gonna do you wrong." One of your friends said. You placed your hand over your chest and gasped. "What the hell, where did this come from?" "Y/n, be for real. Look at him, theres no way women aren't throwing their panties at him. He's a man, he's bound to take one of those offers." You looked down at your drink and watched it blankly. You weren't one to overthink but these were your friends and they have always had your back. You bit your lip as you kept your head down in shame. "I have to go to the bathroom." You said as you got up. A few offered to go but you denied the offers. You needed time to yourself. You went into the bathroom and pulled out your phone. The first thing you see was your homescreen of you and him on one of the trips he has taken you on. Tears swelled in your eyes. You clicked Gojo's name and listened as the phone rang. He answered within two rings. "Hey baby, are you okay?" He said. He heard you sniffle. "You cryin?" He said, his voice extremely concerned. "Satoru," you began, "have you been faithful to me?" You questioned. With the sound he made, you knew he scrunched up his face. "Of course I have, why would you..." His voice trailed off as you heard his hand palm his face. "Your friends said some shit, huh? Okay. Be there in five." He said and hung up before you could protest against him showing up on girls night. You used the bathroom and washed your hands. You walked slowly back to the table and sat down. Your bottom lip was between your teeth as you just listened to everyones conversation. The conversations got lower and you weren't sure exactly why. You turn around to see Gojo coming into the bar with the biggest bouquet of flowers you have ever seen. All different colors with a card attached. He did all this in five minutes? You thought to yourself. A smile covered your face as he walked up, making the BIGGEST scene ever. "Attention everyone!" He began to yell. Your could hear your friends scoff but nothing could make you take your eyes away from his. "My girlfriend, y/n, is here with her friends tonight. Friends who don't like me. I wanted to make it publicy known that no matter who doesnt like more or anything like that. NO ONE can get in the way of my love for y/n." He said, your face grew hot, your heart beated fast, and next thing you know, you was in his arms. You knew he was sticking his tongue out at your friends so you tapped his arm playfully. "Let's go my love. Gotta give your friends time to stop hating." He said while grabbing your stuff, the flowers, and you. You laughed as your friends waved you off, they were angry but they have only seen you this happy with him so they let it slide. "Now to give her some cock!" He yelled. "Gojo! TMI" You yelled as you hit his chest. Yall finally got in the car and he placed you in the car, then proceeded to put your stuff in the back seat. After he got in, he looked at you, his eyes were filled with love, lust, and passion. He grabbed your hand, and kissed you so passionately and slow. “Listen to me, don’t ever take relationship advice from your friends again. You might as well be talking to a wall.” He said as he buckled up to start driving. You shook your head and giggled at how serious he was being.

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Just a quick little something to cheer me up after the shitty day I have had.

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