He Said What?

he said what?😁😁😁

cw: sum spicy thoughts about prohero kiri!

“truth.”

“how big is it,” you ask, giggly over the rim of your red solo cup as you glance over at kirishima.

there’s a nice glow to him as you and friends sat in a circle in the midst of sero’s basement. all eyes were on him as teasing laughs filled the air, everyone eager to see if he’d answer such an invasive question. you were only messing around but you can’t say you weren’t a tad bit curious.

eijirou walked around like he was hiding a weapon in those stupid sweat pants he refused to pull up his hips. there was always an obvious curve in the seat of his gym shorts, taunting you when you two worked out together. it had to be big. he himself was huge. so forgive you if you wanted details beyond what you liked to privately imagine for yourself. you usually let your mind wonder to more than just size. were there veins forking up his shaft? which way did it curve? what color was his tip when he was leaking pre-

“i’m not answering that.” there was a lightness to his tone and a short chuckle after. he wasn’t the least bit upset but he was pretty firm on not humoring you.

the frown on your face was priceless as was mina’s whine from beside you.

“don’t hold out on us ei, give the gals what they want!” she tossed a potato chip at his head, making him laugh at her antics and stand with a stretch.

you watched as his shirt rose just enough for you to see the waistband of his boxers and the soft trail of black pubic hair peaking under his navel. your mouth was salivating to lick him there even more so to know what that hair led to.

later that night you found yourself in the kitchen, filling a cup with water from the sink tap and downing it to ease your dry tongue. in strolled a sleepy kiri, long hair knotted in a heavy bun behind his head. he leaned against the counter, tucking his hands in his pocket as he looked you over with heavy eyes. he looked so good like this. like good enough for you to drop to your knees if he so much as blinked the right way at you.

“i want you to guess.”

“hm?” you weren’t sure what he meant.

“guess how big it is, since you’re dying to know.”

oh. oh okay. your lips parted, closed, and then parted again at how taken back you were at his suddenness. but there was this cockiness to his tone that was making your insides churn and the alcohol was still clutching you just a tad so you stepped forward. you dropped your eyes downward, staring openly now that he was the one bringing attention to his own dick. god how you wished you could just unwrap it and find out but no, he wanted to tease.

“maybe if i feel it- i could get a better guesstimate.”

“nice try. quickly before i change my mind, you pervert.”

ouch. you look back up at him with a suck of your teeth, “fine. 7?”

“guess higher for me.”

“..8?”

“higher.”

“9. that’s gotta be it.”

kirishima let out a low chuckle deep in his chest almost like a purr, “yeah around there.”

“yeah i can’t take that.” you had said it without realizing it, cringing at your own words.

but eijirou didn’t miss a beat, following with, “that’s okay. i like it when they can’t take it. it always fits in the end.”

your brain short circuited, eyes wide as he starts to saunter away with that wide ass walk of his.

“sweet dreams, y/n.”

how many times can i talk about his dick. let’s make a tally. why is this what i’m doing at 4am.. oh well.

“sero, where are you taking me?” you felt fingers gently tugging at your blindfold, making sure you couldn’t see. “it’s so early.”

“it has to be early,” he giggled at your confused pout, he tapped your bottom lip affectionately. “you’re so cute, baby. be patient.”

“i am patient!” you protested half heartedly, crossing your arms and flopping back against your seat. you could hear him starting the car and feel the gently bump of the car rolling over a speed bump.

sero drove for a while, humming softly along to the radio while his fingers traced patterns over your thigh. at first you pressed him for clues, but he only laughed at you and eventually you gave up, ears straining to hear something that would give his surprise away.

after what felt like hours he finally stopped the car. your hands instantly flew to your blindfold, but sero cried out, hands covering yours to keep it on.

“not yet, y/n, you’ll ruin the surprise!”

“sero! i want to see!” you lowered your hands slowly. your pout was back.

“you will,” he pressed a kiss to your lips, laughing at the way you jumped in surprise. he was gone for a second, and then you heard the door on your side opening and felt his hands unbuckling your seat belt. “here, hold my hand, baby. i’ll show you where to go.”

you held his hand extra tight. some cynical part of your mind couldn’t help worrying about what would happen if sero let go and just left you here, blind and alone, but those thoughts were hard to focus on with the way he kept lifting your entwined hands to press kisses to the back of yours.

“we’re almost there,” he told you right as the ground underneath your feet started to feel different. softer almost. a few more steps and then he was behind you, hands on your blindfold.

“happy birthday, y/n,” he whispered, lips close to your ear and then it was off.

your eyes, having been covered for so long, took a few seconds to adjust. when you were finally able to see again your jaw dropped. sero had taken you to the beach. the sun was slowly rising above the water, staining everything pink and gold. beneath your feet, clean white sand shifted and settled in soft piles on either side of your shoes.

it was absolutely breathtaking, but the part that was making your eyes tear up was the blanket spread out on the sand in front of you, a picnic basket set in the middle.

“did you do all this?” you asked, turning around with wide eyes to see sero standing behind you, teeth worrying his bottom lip as he waited for your reaction.

“maybe,” his soft smile turned into a full blown laugh as you threw your arms around him.

“it’s beautiful,” you blinked the tears away carefully. “thank you, sero. .. i love you.. so much”

“of course, honey,” he pulled back a little to kiss your cheek. “i love you too.”

“can we eat now?” you pulled away, smiling brightly at the thought of food. you gasped. “did you bring cake? can we have cake for breakfast?”

“sure, baby,” he laughed again, tapping your nose. “come make a wish.”

Warnings: Rough sex, rude and horny interns, Izuku’s praise kink.

Credits to @cafekitsune for the divider!

I’ve been thinking about this for a while and it’s been plaguing my mind ever since.

Just imagine:

After a long day at the agency, Izuku just wants to go home and unwind with you. Cuddling as you both lay on the couch, scarred arms wrapped around you as you lay on his chest watching some cheesy rom-com that you’ve seen over a thousand times.

Just as he was about to leave his office to go find you, he heard a few of the younger interns walking down the hallway talking rather loudly.

“She’s a total package. She’s smart, hot, and has a nice rack.”

“And that ass? Who wouldn’t want to grab at it?”

“Not to mention her hero suit, it’s like she’s asking to be fucked.”

“I’d hit that.”

And that’s when he knew. They were talking about you. To be fair, your hero suit did show a little too much skin. More than what Izuku would’ve liked but he understands why. You wanted to look confident in what you wore, not to mention your quirk required having some skin shown.

But the anger and jealousy he felt wasn’t soothed by that. They talked about you as if you were an object to their sick horny fantasy, a piece of cunt to use to get off to. You were his, his fiancée.

—

“F-fu..ck! Izu!”

You moaned out, face smooshed against the pillow as you felt the thick girth of his cock pounding into your already abused pussy from behind, his tip hitting your cervix relentlessly.

“That’s it baby,” he groaned out, his large hand smacking the already red flesh of your bottom that pulled a yelp from you. “Such a good girl for me.”

His body was on top of yours, one arm wrapped around your middle while the other played with your clit. His lips placing gentle kisses against your neck while the touch of the calloused pads of his fingers circled ‘round your needy bud.

“That’s it princess..doing so well for me. No one can fuck this pussy better than I can, right?”

All you could do was give a nod as an answer, your whines and moans being the only sounds you could make at the moment as he pounded into you.

You secretly loved seeing him like this, seeing how the large green haired man could easily turn from the softy he is to a beast in the sheets.

attractive things kirishima does 

➳ a/ n ;; there are many versions of this post im just spitting my brainrot out 

♡ responds to your attitude with a little playful pout and tells you “play nice” or tilts his head to the side and goes “’scuse me? wanna repeat that?” 

♡ orders food for you and gets it right every time. corrects the waiter without you having to ask and brushes it off so you don’t feel guilty. 

♡ rubs out the knots in your calves after you’ve been standing all day 

♡ puts his hand infront of you when he drives and you hit a hard stop 

♡ stands behind you when you go out so no one can check you out </3 

♡ his lockscreen is a live picture of you in your favorite outfit 

♡ doesn’t get angry when you make fun of him about something, just gives you a smug laugh and agrees with you, completely unbothered 

♡ lets his roots grow out.. lord have mercy 

♡ leans down to listen to you speak 

♡ holds your hand but lets his thumb brush against the back of your hand 

♡ lets you win when you playfight since it’s cute to see you get excited. 

♡ good with kids at every single age. just so sweet to them and they always love him. little siblings and cousins especially 

♡ kisses you ask for chapstick instead of just putting some on. 

♡ DRIVES SHIFT 

♡ moves you around like a ragdoll no matter what size you are cause he’s strong as shit 

please i’m in class losing it

attractive things kirishima does 

➳ a/ n ;; there are many versions of this post im just spitting my brainrot out 

♡ responds to your attitude with a little playful pout and tells you “play nice” or tilts his head to the side and goes “’scuse me? wanna repeat that?” 

♡ orders food for you and gets it right every time. corrects the waiter without you having to ask and brushes it off so you don’t feel guilty. 

♡ rubs out the knots in your calves after you’ve been standing all day 

♡ puts his hand infront of you when he drives and you hit a hard stop 

♡ stands behind you when you go out so no one can check you out </3 

♡ his lockscreen is a live picture of you in your favorite outfit 

♡ doesn’t get angry when you make fun of him about something, just gives you a smug laugh and agrees with you, completely unbothered 

♡ lets his roots grow out.. lord have mercy 

♡ leans down to listen to you speak 

♡ holds your hand but lets his thumb brush against the back of your hand 

♡ lets you win when you playfight since it’s cute to see you get excited. 

♡ good with kids at every single age. just so sweet to them and they always love him. little siblings and cousins especially 

♡ kisses you ask for chapstick instead of just putting some on. 

♡ DRIVES SHIFT 

♡ moves you around like a ragdoll no matter what size you are cause he’s strong as shit 

GUYHHHH

WHEW

thinking about deku who eats pussy from the back gawddd

he has you on all fours, 2 thick fingers stretching your little cunny out he’s face full in it nose bumping your sex —moaning in it breath fanning your dripping hole making you shudder as you whine and cry into your pillow he’s babbling praises into your cunt about how ‘you’re so good fr’me’ and that ‘daddy’s got you — gonna make you feel so good’. the beds rocking with just how into it he is. cock leaking in his shorts — getting off on just this. it’s not long before he cums in them with a wanton moan. in bliss from the way eating your pretty pussy has ropes of cum staining his shorts.