So Cutesy

so cutesy

“are you tenderheaded, zuk?” you ask, pausing your mannerisms and waiting.

“well..” he starts, then sighing. he cant lie to you, he just cant. he was flinching and tensing up. “a bit, or maybe youre just heavy handed.”

“im not, good try though.” you chuckle, hands sliding down his shoulders to his chest. he shudders, feeling a kiss pressed to his freckled cheek. “you wan’ a break, handsome?”

he gets red a bit, nodding but leaning his head back between your legs to look up at you. “can your scratch the unbraided portion of my head, though?”

you nod, kissing his head and moving back.

“aht aht, try it again.” he deadpans, his adams apple bobbing and his voice a bit deeper. “give me a proper kiss please and thank you.”

you roll your eyes, not even going to compete with his attitude. you lean down and kiss his plump lips. “there you go, baby.”

“another, since you messed up the first time.”

okay, now he’s just a sassy bitch. you obliged though, kissing his again.

“another, since you got a attitude about it.”

your nails scratch softly at his scalp, his groaning and rolling his eyes to the back of his head. he gives you a squeeze to your calf, letting you know that he can get his hair braided again.

and you finish, of course he’d still tense a bit and then grunt when it gets tight at the middle of his head and the nape. he mumbles a ‘fucking fuck,’ or a ‘goddamn.’

you finish though, then spraying your aloe vera almond oil mixture and he sighs. “thank you, gorgeous.”

“youre welcome, pop smoke.” you giggle, him going straight faced and looking at you. “sorry, sorry.”

“almost got fucked in the ass.”

“now what the fuck.”

bf who asks “you want a treat??” while unbuttoning his pants

kirishima shoots up like a weed during his years at UA and in the years after.

by the time he’s well into his career as a pro hero, he’s taller than all of his friends, taller than most people he knows. (not as tall as fatgum, who’s still a good 45 centimeters above him—but maybe he’s okay with it after seeing how many times fat’s bumped his head on doorframes.)

kirishima’s taller than you. he knows you like the height difference, knows because you like it when he bends down to kiss you, when he puts his arms around you so you’re wrapped up in him. but there’s one downside about your height difference that he doesn’t have the heart to tell you about.

for dates, you spend a lot of time getting ready—doing your makeup, styling your hair, picking out your clothes. he likes to hangout with you as you get ready, admires the skill it takes for you to do all these things to end up looking so nice. he always makes sure to tell you how beautiful you look.

but once you’re both out the door and walking to your destination—he stops being able to see all your hard work.

he can only see the top of your head, really. your shoulders, some.

“sorry,” he tells you once this fact slips out one night as you’re both taking a walk around a park after dinner. he looks at you with worried eyes, biting his lip.

you stare at him for a long moment, blinking rapidly, then slap a hand over your mouth as you burst out laughing.

he’s relieved, if not a little confused, as you move forward to hug him tightly, still laughing.

“if anything, i’m sorry about the view,” you tell him, grinning, looking up into his face.

he shakes his head, saying earnestly, “no, no! the view’s great! the top of your head is very cute. but it’s, like, 5% of you, so! i wish i could see all of you at once, always.”

you snort, smiling. you reach up and grip the front of his shirt, tugging him down towards you gently.

“c’mere, you. only you would call the top of someone’s head cute,” you say, then kiss him.

cuties 🦋

giving them your hand !

synopsis: you saw this trend on tiktok and decided to try it out on your boyfriend. watch how different they all react.

featuring: tokyo revengers men.

note: if you have another cute idea like this, my ask box is open :).

—keeps staring at it. what is he supposed to do?: ryuguuji ken, seishu inui, wakasa imaushi, kisaki tetta, haitani rindou.

you silently held your hand out for him, your eyes boring into his forehead as he kept staring at his phone before looking up at you.

"do you need something?" you remained silent, holding out your hand again and this time with a small smile, one that had his lips tugging up a little. he was confused and seeing him look clueless was super cute.

he put his unlocked phone on your palm. nope. maybe you wanted his ring? still no. he eventually placed his chin on your palm and you lost it, cooing at how adorable he was while he quickly pulled away with a roll of his eyes.

"you were willing to act cute for me?"

"shut up."

—gives you a high five! that's what you wanted, right?: chifuyu matsuno, baji keisuke, takemichi hanagaki, hakkai shiba, shinichiro sano.

holding out your hand for him, he quickly stopped telling the story he recently heard of from one of his friends and just naturally grabbed your wrist, angling it up for a high five with a grin.

"high five! anyway, as I was saying—"

"that's not what you were supposed to do!" you were laughing, clearly amused at how he thought he had it but he didn't. it was really cute how confident he was.

"but you— what was I supposed to do?"

"here, try again." catching you breath after a few laughs, you held your hand out again to him and he stared hard trying to understand exactly what you wanted from him. eventually, he gave up and just pointed his middle finger in the middle of your palm, your gasp and his laugh filling the room soon after.

"how dare you!"

—intertwines his fingers with yours with a very confused look on his face: kawata souya, kazutora hanemiya, naoto tachibana.

he already loves holding your hand in the first place but when you held out your palm for him while you two were on his bed, he stopped what he was doing before staring at you. why were you...silent?

he still didn't question it, slowly intertwining your fingers together before kissing your knuckles which made your heart leap a little.

"I wanted you to fail,"

"I-" he would give you a shocked look, your laugh making him chuckle as well before planting another kiss to your knuckles.

"at least I know I'm a gentleman."

—grabs your hand and kisses the back of it. he's a different breed: kakucho hitto, kokonoi hajime, arashi keizo,

you knew he was a gentleman and it made you a little bit flustered at times. so when you held out your palm for him, he didn't skip a beat and held it in his own. he kissed the center, your fingers before flipping your hand and kissing the back of it all while looking too amused at your flustered face.

"you... didn't have to go that far," you tried to take your hand back but he held it tightly in his own, giving it another kiss before letting his large hand slide down to your wrist and pull you closer to him.

"I always have to go miles for you, sweetheart."

what a flirt.

—licks it. don't even ask: sano manjiro, sanzu haruchiyo,

your boyfriend was childish. it wasn't necessarily an insult but you should've expected something like this when you decided to give him your hand.

he stared at your hand, eyes boring into your palm before looking up at your expressionless face. what did you exactly need?

leaning down a little, he sniffed your palm. maybe you wanted him to check if the soap smelled great? your hands smelled great but that wasn't the trigger for sure.

so he tried again, this time sticking his tongue before giving your palm a lick, one that was all too ticklish for you not to react by jolting a little.

"are you serious!"

"hey why does your palm taste like strawberry?"

—puts your fingers in his mouth. you literally have to scream at him: kawata nahoya, hanma shuji, ran haitani.

you knew your boyfriend wasn't one for romantic things and yet a part of you hoped that this time would be different.

you didn't say a single word as you sat down on his lap to get his attention, his eyes going from the TV to you instantly.

"yes?" you held out your palm, your other hand helping you brace yourself on his chest. he stared at your position with arched eyebrows, unsure of what your intentions were before staring at your hand. what exactly did you want?

he was aware of how you tried to keep a serious face and realized that this was the perfectly opportunity to have a little bit of fun with you.

so he held your hand in his and right when you thought he was getting closer to doing something cute, he just opened his mouth and put your fingers inside. the warmth and wetness of his tongue making you squirm on his lap with a laugh.

"are you serious right now!"

"hey don't take them away, I like them!"

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i’m back

Reader who promised to take it easy on reader, nut he got her runnin😗

you was typing fast wasn’t you bae😭

since ian know who you wanted ima do all of em💋

liar liar

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“papa m’tiredddd” you whined, your small brown hands lightly pushing his much larger ones off your ass. you’ve been out all day spending time with your girls and now that you were finally home you just wanted to sleep, but ony had other plans. “cmon mama ima be gentle” he whispered, his print hard on your ass while he slid his hands towards your waist. he pressed into you a little harder, making you feel how needy he was as he “cuddled” up behind you in the bed.

“jus the tip ‘kay?” he mumbled. you’d be lying if you said you didn’t want him just as bad, but playing hard to get was something you just loved to do. a small smirk planted on your lips as you began to make yourself more comfortable. your hips moving from side to side as you pushed yourself right back onto his hardening dick. ony let out a low groan at the feeling, his hands tightening on your waist as he let you tease him. “mmnahh, m’too tired” you let out a fake yawn as you continued to move around in the bed. ony knew exactly what you were doing, but if you were going to play dumb then he was going to play stupid. “youn gotta do nun mama jus let me take care of you” the sound of his soft voice brought a smile to your face, your teasing quickly coming to an end as you slightly raised your leg for him to enter. “be gently ‘kay?” “always”

it was in a matter of minutes that this man had you face down in your pillow, his hands pushing your arch so deep you knew you would feel it in the morning. “y-you said-” “i know what i said, now fuck me back of ima go deeper” his demanding voice made you act quickly, your body moving forward and back to satisfy the man behind you. the way your ass bounced before his eyes made ony even harder as he began to compete with your movements. he was fucking into you so hard that the sound your headboard banging into the wall was drowning out your loud mourns. at this rate he was going to break the bed. “p-pa hold on fuckk the bed daddy….we’re gonna break the beddd” you whined, your hands quickly gripping the top of your mattress as you tried to drag yourself away from his brutal thrusts. of course you were unsuccessful, the feeling his his rough palm on your ass as well as his long fingers tangling into your hair letting you knew he was far from concerned about the well-being of your expensive bed.

“let go and stop runnin. you knew what you was doing”

𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑒

“rough day?” connie mumbled as he watched you practically stomp towards your bedroom. you didn’t even bother to look at him before you quickly closed your door and began to change into your pajamas. connie slowly followed you, sitting on his side of the bed as he waited for you to tell him what happened. “stupid fucking store….never have what i want” you mumbled as you practically ripped your crop top of to substitute it with one of connie’s big t shirts before throwing your bonnet on your head. by the look of your glossy eyes, your boyfriend knew you were ready to explode. “cmere mami, sit wit me” his soft voice brought a small wave of relaxation to your body as you took a deep sigh and made your way towards him.

as you took your seat in his lap, connie quickly cradled you. his big inked hand playing with the fabric of your bonnet as he spoke. “s’okay ma you home now. leave that shit where it’s at” his pink lips softly connected with your forehead as he looked at the frustration in your features begin to slowly disappear. you loved when he took care of you like this, the mere thought of how much he loved you made a smile begin to grow on your lips as well as arousal pool into your panties. your body took action before your mind, brown thighs parting in his lap as you gave him your best needy eyes. “can you fix it?” you said, the small wet patch on your panties forcing a smirk to appear on connie’s face. “f’course”

what you were expecting was for your boyfriend to lay you down and make sweet sweet love to you. the air being filled with quiet moans and grunts as connie gently took you over and over to your release. as far as getting you to your climax went he was doing great, but instead of soft sounds the air was supposed to be filled with, loud slaps and screams were what was heard. “fuckkkkk papi s-slow downnnn” you whined, your hands stuck to your stomach as connie had a large hand pinning your wrists right where his dick was reaching. “i would if you would’ve came in here wit sum sense, but you didn’t. came in here cursing and ignoring people like i play wit you like that” his deep voice sent a shiver down your spine as you felt his curved dick hit the deepest parts of you.

all your thoughts of moving away from him quickly fucked out of your brain as you felt his hand tightened around your wrists before lightly pulling you to meet his thrusts. “i’ll ease up if you last two rounds without cummin”

𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑛

your boyfriend was a liar. you knew this, and still fell for it every time he gave you his little needy look. “mama i wanna make you feel good” aran groaned, his face buried deep in the crook of your neck as he laid on top of your body. your small giggles were released into the air as you felt his big hands begin to pinch at your sides. “moveeee you distractin meee” you whined, your much smaller hand in the middle of his chest as you tried to lightly push him off of you. of course this did nothing, but aran got up anyways so you can look him in the eyes. his hard print dragging against your clothed pussy as he looked right down at you.

you feigned indifference, but you were just as needy as him if not more. “whatchu want boy?” you mumbled, not missing the way his dick twitched to the sound of your voice. “wanna make love t’my girl”you rolled your eyes “but we had sex this morning, m’still a little sore” aran slowly buried his head in your neck, leaving sloppy kisses all over the area as he continued to grind into you a little harder. you had to swallow a whimper as you felt his big hand dip into your panties, fingers running up and down your slit. “daddy gon be gentle. really gentle for my baby”

you knew this was a straight up lie, but nonetheless you folded. this man had your face so deep into the cushion of the couch you could barely breathe as he pounded you relentlessly from behind. “so fucking wet mama” he groaned, his dick still impossibly hard after he’s already came twice. you screamed into the cushion, earning you a rough slap on the ass as aran brought you up slightly so he could hear you speak. “talk t’me, you like how daddy fuck you?” he moved into you harder repeatedly hitting that spongy spot inside of you at full force.

drool and tears covered your face as you took deep gasps of air. “d-daddyyy….s’t-too deeep” you whined, hand flying back towards his abdomen to free you from some his inches and when aran grabbed that arm you quickly replaced it with your other, leaving him no choise but to have both of your arms in a tight grip. lifting you off the couch as he fucked you so deep you began to see stars. “you want it harder mama?” aran leaned over to get a good look at your tear stained cheeks, a smirk adorning his featured as he felt you begin to fuck yourself back into him. “yeaaa you want it harder”

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it was early in the morning. your first alarm just went off which signaled to you that you only have another hour or so until it was time to officially get up. this also let you know that it was time for tanaka to actually get up for his morning run. “bae….baby you gotta get ready” you mumbled, hand pushing on the hard chest behind you as you weakly tried to wake your huge boyfriend up. little did you know, he’s been up for awhile now, trying his hardest to get his morning wood to relax.

“m’up mama” his gruff morning voice made your thighs instinctively clench as you went to slowly move your hand off his chest. his much larger one caught your wrist, slowly dragging your palm down his hard body until you reached his aching dick. at this your hand flew back towards you, your eyes widening as you tried your best i keep looking forward. it was for nothing though, his large hand outstretched in front of your stomach before pulling your body flush against his chest. his print colliding with your ass while he lowered his hand to your soaked panties. “you gotta go on your runnn” you whined, but tanaka ignored you. his dick rubbing a little harder as he began to pull your panties to the side.

“i’d rather work out like this” he whispered, now pulling down his boxers before lining himself up with your entrance. his lips repeatedly connected with your neck, leaving soft kissed and little hickies on the delicate skin as he whispered loving words to you.

“so pretty mama”

“love you….wanna make you feel good”

“you make me so happy, wanna make love t’you”

at his words you began to melt, your body arching into his as you grew hungry for him to fuck you. “o-okay” you whispered, eyes rolling as you felt him slowly sink into you.

he started off slow, letting you get one or two orgasms before letting his true colors show. tanaka had no intention of fucking you slowly this morning. he had a sexiest dream about you that had him on the edge, almost giving him a sticky, wet release in his sleep. that was until you ruined it by waking him up, your ass bumping into his dick as you made yourself more comfortable on the bed while you slept. a deep sigh left his lips, his morning wood as hard as could be as he waited for you to wake up so he can finish what was started.

now here you were, getting fucked brutally from the side as your boyfriend held your screams in his hand over your mouth. his dick punching orgasm after orgasm out of you as his other hand rubbed quick circles on your clit. “keep that fuckin leg up mamas. m’tryna make you feel good” your falling leg quickly shot back up, his dick stroking you deeper at the newfound angle. tanaka smirked behind you, his inked hand moving from your mouth to your cheeks, squeezing them together as he spoke deeply in your ear. “cmon sexy try t’fuck me back. papa likes when you fuck back”

his grin widened at the little whimper you let out, your body moving to his command as you tried your best to move your ass back on his dick. tanaka turned your face towards his, giving you a sloppy kiss on the lips as he fucked you harder than before. you quickly pulled away from his mouth to let out a loud scream into the air, your hand instantly flying towards his stomach to push away from him. “i-i can’t take it daddy….you said you was gonna make love t’me” tanaka quickly slapped your hand away before gripping your thigh and pulling it up higher. his tattooed abdomen slapping repeatedly into your lower back.

“i am mama, just making sure my love gets deep inside so it’ll show in nine months”

Imagine your normally tough/stoic/rough/grumpy f/o calling you endearing nicknames. Sweetheart, love, darling, whichever you enjoy. Even through all of their experiences and personality, it is something they enjoy doing, showing their love for you.