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breaking the headboard.
shoto, izuku, megumi, and gojo + female reader
smut, cursing, dom!reader for izuku (barely)
+ “you like that?” he whispered in your left ear, holding the back of your right leg to your chest with a bruising grip— letting the other dangle around his waist. “just a little more, i’m almost there babe!” you moaned, arching into him, ready to cum. “fuck, fuck- shit...”
todoroki shoto
he’s a little indifferent
and to be honest he doesn’t care, he’ll just buy you another
he’s got your ass hanging off the bottom of the bed, so every thrust shoots up your cunt and straight to the headboard. honestly, it was hot at first, the slamming on the wall matching his pumps— “so good sho, keep going, please don’t stop!”
you dug your nails into his hip bone and he let out a loud groan, grabbing your hips and making you meet his final few thrusts, and they were hard. making your head bounce off of the bed as you screamed at your insides being churned like butter
you didn’t hear a crack, you didn’t hear half of the headboard fall onto the floor, and hell— you really didn’t give a fuck
bakugou katsuki
embarrassed embarrassed embarrassed
he would usually be cocky but he usually controls himself better than that…
“fuck yes, baby!” you drawled, clawing at his thighs which were slapping harder and harder onto your own— undoubtedly leaving a bruise. “mhm, like that?” he grinned as a bead of sweat from his eyebrow swept over his jawline and dropped onto your cheek.
his hips were catching a cramp, but he didn’t want to disappoint you, so he placed a hand on top of the headboard and pushed through. while nearing your orgasm, you clenched around him, he couldn’t fucking take it.
“yes like that, just like th-” your orgasm was cut off by a loud explosion and his hips coming to a halt. “suki’ what the fuck?” you were used to his hands sweating and him letting off small explosions to regulate it— but they were never that loud.
when you turned to see what he was staring at, you were at a loss for words and he was beet fuckin’ red.
midoriya izuku
baby he’s horrified with you
if he was going hard enough to break your headboard, what about you?
“keep going zu’, being so fucking good for me!” you moaned, wrapping a hand around his head and one around his waist to pull him against you. from there, only his hips moved, pounding your pretty cunt with all he had— which was a lot.
“izu, izu, izu!” you chanted, and on the last it finally broke. you urged him to continue, waving the accident off but he insisted on pulling out and pushing your legs up to your chest and checking if your pussy was hurt or too swollen.
“i’m sorry baby, i got too exited.” // “izuku, i’m fine.”
fushiguro megumi
keeps hammering your cunt
what? was a broken headboard supposed to stop his nut?
the headboard was slamming against the wall, slamming. megumi’s anger was slowly being sucked away by your cunt, so warm and tight around his dick. he couldn’t help but go harder and faster, spilling curses every few second.
“g-god fuck…” “y/n, ughh…” “fuck me…” he whines loudly as the headboard splits. your mouth drops and you began to sit up, fushiguro groaned and pulled your legs to plop you back down.
“that can wait, lemme’ cum in your pussy first, please?”
gojo satoru
already happened twice, you never knew peace again
he will forever bring those moments up
“take it all baby, yeah~” he settles his forehead against yours and moans in your face. your eyes rolled back at the feeling of his cum painting your insides, “so good gogo’” he chuckled at the dumb nickname as you caressed his back muscles.
“what do you wanna ea-” “let me break your headboard agai-” “no.”
BIG FISH ! ─✦
─✦𝔠𝔴. nothing, deku going fishing with his son and it turns out to be a disaster </3
Thinking about how you propose and idea to Midoriya about taking his son fishing as a father-son bonding activity.
Thinking about Midoriya hesitantly agreeing, wanting to restore a sense of normality between them since it has been stolen from their lives as soon as Midoriya decided he wanted to be the number one hero.
Thinking about how Midoriya hesitates because he had no father figure in his life to enjoy fishing with and therefore, has no idea what to do.
Thinking about Midoriya in his cute bucket hat and vest, sitting on a dock in a camping chair. His son, who's wearing similar clothes, but sports a life vest instead of a traditional vest, is cheerfully conversing with him. The wiggly bait is not yet seducing for fish to bite.
Thinking about how his son's hook gets caught on a log or maybe entangled in a plastic bag so Midoriya hands him his so he can get it unstuck.
Thinking about how his son tries to warn his father that he feels like something, something rather heavy, is nibbling on the bait, but Midoriya's mind is on how to untangle the hook.
Thinking about how midoriya jumps at the sound of a large splash and a cut-off shout. How quickly he realizes that the massive fish had pulled his son into the water.
Thinking about how quickly the over-protective father and hero clash inside of him as he reacts, diving headfirst into the water to rescue his son (despite he's wearing a life vest).
Thinking about how Midoriya pulls him from the water, the fishing rod as well in his hand and the fish still intact, later revealing to be a 95-pound catfish.
Thinking about how his son is laughing at the frightening moment, wanting to fish again next weekend.
Just thinking about Midoriya being in father and son things </3