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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.”

More Than Seven: Midoriya!

A bnharem collab

Masterlist and Intro <-

All characters 18+

Deku?! x reader

Warnings: Sexy time, Mystery? Easy to solve tho, hair pulling, ass smackin’, cum filling, long shit…. You may have questions… X’D I really like this one!               Your brows furrowed when you opened the box. At first you had seen nothing but a gradient of green gift paper. But when you pressed down on the material you found that there was something firm beneath the wrap. When you dug through it you pulled up a book… ‘The Count of Monte Cristo’ by Alexandre Dumas. 

“How curious.” You mumbled as you turned the front cover. It was then that your eyes caught sight of the note written on the inside cover. The writing wasn’t the neatest you’ve ever seen but it was legible and that was all that mattered. 

‘I hope you enjoy this book on your travels. There is a train ticket at the back of this book. The train departure time is written on it. There are also snacks in the second box. I know the journey here may be long but I promise to make it worth your while. When you arrive in Kyoto there should be a man there waiting to take you the rest of the way. I hope to see you soon.’ 

You pupils were blown wide when you saw how far you’d have to travel. However this person had just paid for an impromptu vacation. And as you packed for the trip you didn’t feel that it was weird since you assumed that the other person wanted to be as discreet about this as possible. You received the second box the next day; the day of your departure. 

You grinned like a fool when you noticed that some of the treats in the box were your favorite goodies, some you grimaced at, But you weren’t all too bothered since this person didn’t know you and had included a wide variety. ‘At least they were thoughtful’ You mused, choosing the ones you’d take with you. 

You weren’t really worried about who you would meet since the ‘program’ made you fill out a bunch of information and promised to match you up with someone that wasn’t a wanted criminal, a kidnapper and/or dangerous. You were actually content that they had required tests from all applicants. You were glad that it had been so thorough quelling your thought that it might have been a hoax. 

The taxi taking you to the train station was late and you considered staying due to the butterflies in your tummy; ‘what if they were-’ Your mind ran wild with theories and speculations but the honking of the annoyed taxi driver was enough to get you to move. The commute was silent save for the radio playing the news. Another story about heroes saving people and being injured; the norm in Japan, and everywhere else in this superhuman world. 

You were scrolling through your phone as you waited for the train to arrive. A sudden update for an article peeked your interest  but at the same time the train had arrived. You slipped the device into your pocket and boarded. When you sat down you were going to go back to read the news but you saw the book peek out of your bag and decided to indulge in some reading….

As your mind took in the words and story you couldn’t help but feel conflicted. The plot was interesting but the actions of the character left you juxtaposed. You didn’t want to dwell on the heavy undertones of the book and continued reading till the train brought you to your destination. Your limbs were stiff so you reveled in the stretch you got when you went out to look for the man who was to take you to your mystery person’s location. 

A large man called you out in a deep baritone and motioned verified that he was to drive you to his employers mountain view home… It was in the middle of nowhere… And you were beginning to feel creeped out by the copious amount of trees infesting your sight for miles. Had it not been for the man making light conversation your worry would have gotten the best of you. 

“He’s a bit of an oddball but he isn’t so bad. Easy on the eyes too.” He reassured when you had asked. “Don’t be too worried he’s a good man, gave someone scary like me an opportunity to work.”

You smiled at that feeling much more relieved. You continued to make talk with the scarred faced man. When you had finally arrived at the traditional house you were in awe. 

“Close your mouth (Name), the flies here might think you’re giving them an invitation.” He chuckled. 

“Ha ha ha.” You rolled your eyes playfully. “Thank you again Mr. S” 

“Not a problem.” He grinned. And you waved him off thinking it was a bit strange that he had a mask covering his eyes. You didn’t comment on it out of respect but it was still curious… You were stalling. But a drop splashing against your head was enough to make you move. You didn’t want to be wet before you even had the chance to ask his name… The note said not to bother with knocking and to come right in and you did. Surprised that one would leave the door unlocked.

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Fainted again... :-C

𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝟏𝐀 𝐌𝐞𝐧 & 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤

Pairings: Bakugo, Midoriya, Kirishima, Shoto, Iida, Denki, & Sero x Fem!Reader

Genre: Thirst, smut

Warnings: Twt vids, degradation, praise, spanking & use of “daddy”

Minors DNI

Katsuki Bakugo

after coming home from a long day of pro hero work, all he wants is to feel the tightness and warmth of your cunt. after quickly ripping off your clothes he gradually starts his usual rough and brutal pace. getting drunk off of how your gummy walls desperately try and hold onto him with each thrust. he watches how your eyebrows furrow and mouth drop open from seeing his thick cock penetrate your hole. “yeah? you like being fucked like a slut?” he uses his thick fingers to furiously rub your throbbing clit. throwing your juices off of his digits and right onto your face.

Izuku Midoriya

loves to rub his pink tip on your clit before sliding inside of you. he cherishes how his veins glide against the inside of your pussy. enjoying how your cum coats his cock “taking me so well sweetheart.” his praise causes you to clench around him, making him to groan at the action. even though he isn’t plunging into you, the thickness of his dick stretching you open is enough to make you cream all over him.

Ejiro Kirishima

enjoys the sound of skin slapping filling the room. he loves giving your ass a harsh smack as he fucks your needy cunt. can’t keep his hands from roaming all around your body. pulling out of you and watching you rub your ass on his dick makes him smirk. he spanks you for it “such a needy girl are we?” teases your pussy with the tip of his cock until you finally have enough and put him inside yourself.

Shoto Todoroki

feels content with you setting the pace. is mesmerized with how your pussy desperately clings onto his long dick. watching your cum create a white ring around him makes him twitch inside of you. loves the peek he gets of your asshole each time you slide up on him. “enjoying yourself princess?” he likes when you just use his dick just how you like.

Tenya Iida

missionary is his favorite position because he can lean down and hear your beautiful moans and pants directly into his ear. puts your legs on his shoulders so he can get a clear view of your tits bouncing for him. asks you to lay on your side so he can push his fat cock into your hole in a new angle. “your cunt is so addicting fuck.” pulls out just in time to cum all over your ass. loves the view of it tricking down and onto your asshole.

Kaminari Denki

you knew what was coming after you bent over in front of him ass naked. he couldn’t resist sliding down his sweats and boxers to ram into you. he loves to pound into your needy hole causing you to squeak and moan for him. your pretty noises motivate him to go even faster and pull your arm back to push himself as deep into you as possible. “fuckkk doll, you feel so good.” his golden eyes are glued to your ass jiggling against him.

Hanta Sero

pulls your body tightly against him so he can feel your hardened nipples press into his chest. your mind is filled with how his slender cock drags up inside of your pussy. your moans are muffled into his mouth as his lips press and bite onto yours. “my baby missed her daddy huh?” he leaves wet kisses all over your neck and starts to suck on your skin.

A/N: i’m so obsessed w the vid i used for bakugo’s…. read the villain version here

😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳

Mha boys where they put their hands while fucking you (shouto, dabi, katsuki, hawks, eijiro, izuku, denki)

You got it

How the mha guys use their hands when they're fucking you

As usual in similar works: the students are aged up!!!

Characters : mha guys/ fem reader

Genre : NSFW/+18/ smut/ explicit

Please do not read if you're a minor!!

Masterlist

Shouto :

He'll hold your hands while on top of you and strokes your fingers with his thumbs. He wants you to be relaxed and at ease when he slowly pushes himself inside you. His hands will later travel to your sides softly touching you until he reaches your hips and tightens his hold on your flesh. He loves your boobs, so when he's close to orgasm he'll move both hands up to grab them and keeps fondling and squeezing and even burying his face between them to bite down until he cums

Dabi :

He'll have his hands on your hips first, holding you tightly as he fucks you into the mattress. He wouldn't want his hard thrusts to push you away from his dick so he makes sure you're planted underneath him. He would move one hand to your pussy and pushes two fingers inside you, without taking his dick out of course. He just loves testing your limits. When you're both close to orgasm, he'll wrap his fingers around your neck and squeeze hard as his thrusts become erratic.

Katsuki :

Katsuki loves your thighs, so he makes certain to knead, squeeze and even pinch your flesh. He enjoys seeing new marks appear under his touch as he thrusts deeper into your pussy. He would pin down your wrists, or bring them up over your head and just keeps plunging hard inside you. If he's fucking you doggy style then be sure your ass is gonna get smacked with every hard push. When he's close, he'll run his fingers through your hair and pull hard.

Hawks :

I said this once and I'll say it again because I trust it's canon, Hawks loves to place his hand on your lower abdomen and push it down while fucking you just to feel himself moving inside. He's an ass man, so he makes sure his hands find their way to your butt cheeks while he's railing you. When he feels you twitching around his cock, he'll move his fingers to your mouth, makes you suck them, and then he'll place them on your clit to play with it and intensifies your orgasm.

Kirishima :

This guy would have his arms under your shoulders grabbing you tightly to make sure you're steady underneath him while he fucks you deep and hard. Same as Hawks, he would make you suck his fingers to later drive them inside your vagina. He also loves to grab your thighs and push them up and apart in order to have a better access to your pussy where he can eat you out until you cum in his mouth.

Izuku :

Deku would have his hands on your cheeks first: he kisses you feverishly all the while easing himself inside you. When you get used to his cock and he finally starts moving, his hands will travel down to cup your boobs. He loves using his thumbs to play with your nipples because he enjoys the reactions you give him whenever he does so. He will then move one hand under your back to help you arch and to give himself deeper access inside you. When he's about to cum, he'll dig his nails into your butt cheeks and moan your name.

Kaminari :

Denki is kind of a perv, only for you though. So his hands keep traveling everywhere he could reach: your face, your neck, your tummy, your pussy, and his favorite, your boobs. He loves seeing your different reactions with each part of you he touches. He particularly loves the combination of sucking your nipples and squeezing your ass. It drives him nuts when you bring him even closer and pull on his hair whenever he does so. When he's close to climaxing, he'll sit up, squeeze your thighs and pull you closer to his cock, drilling your pussy until you're both driven over the edge and fall limp in each other's arms.

♡︎𝐒𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚♡︎

Day 13 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: Izuku does some research without you knowing, and finally gets you to squirt.

Props to my beta reader for today @afterhourswjay - thank you for your amazing help shawdy even on short notice lol, drop 'em a follow!

547 words.

You've both been at this for an hour already. Izuku sits between your legs, his fingers stretching you out and bullying your G-spot into a state of oversensitivity.

His hand and forearm is dripping, covered with your juices as your insides shift around thick, scarred fingers. The rough pad of his thumb is pressed directly onto your clit, massaging you there in ways that have your legs spasming and your eyes rolling back, and a particular stroke has you clenching beautifully around his fingers.

He loves to see you like this, reduced to the barest, most vulnerable sense of yourself to be built back up again as he explores and experiments with you, studying your body meticulously. The greenete would never tell you, but he has an entire section of his latest notebook dedicated to every little reaction he gets from you. He knows your body in and out by now, and he knows what makes you weak. Every spasm of your belly as you cum on his fingers or the arch of your back when he scrapes a nail gently over the spongey surface of your sweet spot is completely familiar to him.

What's gotten him so hellbent this time, is an article he had recently read, detailing how to make a girl 'squirt'.

He had taken your hand in silence and lead you to the bedroom without a word, immediately turned on by the flash of your face, all scruched up and moaning, in his head. You didn't even know what this was about, and you're still clueless to the experiment taking place on your body right now.

Orgasm after orgasm has crashed over you by now, but Izuku still won't give up. Not until he gets to see you cave under his touch and drench him like he wants. Obscene, lewd noises stem from his fingers going to town on you and with a final curl of his fingers there's pressure. 'Could it be?' He thought.

"I-Izuku-! No- I've gotta pee!-

Your cries almost deafen him as he pulls out his fingers, genuinely shocked by the amount of slick you squirt. He had read that it comes from a place somewhere near your bladder, or even the bladder itself, but he didn't care. Every complaint and self-conscious whine was kissed away with a "'s fine, baby... You're okay.". The boy loves you far, far too much to be scared away by anything that could come from you.

So when, in seconds, his midriff is soaked with your fluids and the sheets are entirely ruined, he smiles like he was just awarded a bouquet, victorious and tired and very much trapped in a state of adoration for you.

That bright, delighted smile serves to make you feel a little less self conscious about whatever the fuck just happened. It had felt so good that-... You peed? The jacked but soft man before you coos at your confused and dazed expression, chuckling softly and reassuring you that all went according to plan, and that he had gotten you to squirt. Apparently he was happy about that.

Whatever. He made you do it, so it was his fault, and therefore his responsibility to change the sheets while you nap. Win-win. Izuku wouldn't have it any other way.

© 2022 not-your-fucking-kacchan

◃ 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 | 𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 ▹

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 fucked 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.

you've really done it this time moodboard

you've really done it this time (bakudeku)

Of course. It’s just Deku’s luck that he embarrasses himself in the middle of a fight and gets hit by some villain’s random quirk.

Thank fuck that Katsuki was there to back him, but something about his injury doesn’t feel right...

Geez, why do his nipples hurt so much??

a.k.a. the fic where midoriya izuku manages to get blasted with a fucking lactation quirk

izuku x reader

he needs you to know how you mean to him and will go to any length to prove it to you

cw: a tad nsfw, reader refered to as puppy, wc 1k, divider by @/cafekitsune, written for mimi

Izuku pins your hands above your head and you wince at his swift action. Your pillow softens the blow but it doesn't hide the dark cloud seeping off of your boyfriend above you.

“Repeat that one more time for me.”

It's not a request but a demand, one that comes from the deepest part of him. His voice stern and something inside you quakes. He’s never looked at you like this before.

You swallow, trying to maintain eye contact which is especially hard after what you've just said to him, but you keep your mouth shut.

It hurt you enough the first time, you shan't say it again.

“I swear that I heard you mumble that I can do better than you.”

Your heart hurts as he says your own words back to you. Ones that have been repeating in your head for the last few months of your relationship.

You see him all the time with other people, people who are nicer, happier, more smiley than you. And certainly people who deserve him more. People that he has to have greater feelings for than you.

You don't celebrate his every entrance home, you don't cover yourself in pink, or act like a perfect girlfriend. And you are sure that if the stars aligned in any other way that he would be with one of them instead of you and that he would be a million times happier.

So then why does him saying these words out loud hurt you so?

“Is that what you really think?” He asks again, and there's a waiver in his voice, an uncertainty.

His grip on your hands loosens slightly, his brow furrowing. He’s waiting for you to speak.

“Izuku, I—”

“Stop. I won't hear whatever you're going to say.” His grip on your hands tightens again, and he leans over you. His large muscular back arching over you, blocking out the light behind him. His eyes lock onto yours, “Whatever it is, I’ll prove it wrong right now.”

He kisses your neck and then retreats, sitting on his knees with your body pinned under him. He pulls at the back of his shirt, slowly revealing cords of muscle to you like he's unwrapping a present.

He tosses the shirt to the side and places your hands on his wide chest. You can feel his pulse quicken from the contact and the heat coming off of his body. The powerful muscles of a man who can easily save a bus full of screaming children.

“Do you feel that?”

“I know what a heartbeat feels like, Izuku.” You want to remove your hands, to fight the feeling deep inside of you that makes you press your legs together, but he holds your hands in place.

“But mine’s different; mine beats for you.”

You hate that this corny ass line gets to you. It doesn't erase the hurt that you're still holding close to your chest, but a few pieces of that hurt fall to the floor.

Hands fall to your waist and it’s almost like Izuku can see the pieces starting to slip, so he doubles down in the only way he knows how.

“You are the reason I fight so hard. You are the reason that I wake up every morning a draw breath. The reason that I can come home and shed the hero skin and just be myself. Because you allow me to just be Izuku. I don't have to be some built up perfect man to you, and the fact that you allow me to do that is everything to me. I know you've always compared yourself to others, and that maybe that is what this is, but the thing is that I don't want others. I don't want someone too sweet who would suffocate me and not allow me a moment to breathe. I don’t want someone who isn’t you. I don’t need someone to smile at me, I need someone who is there for me, who is with me in everything that I do, and who has the biggest caring-est heart I've ever seen, even if she doesn't believe it.”

You pout and hide your face in your hands, “Stop, you’re too nice to me”

He readjusts himself so that he's sitting between your legs and his hands run up your legs, over your hips to rest right under the hem of your shirt.

“I'll show you that I’m devoted to you.” His head dips down to the skin slowly being exposed as he raises your shirt, and he kisses at every inch of your skin as it's revealed.

He kisses his way up to your breasts. He nips at your soft skin as he wraps his arms under your body drawing you up into him.

Every piece of your chest is covered in some remnant of him; kisses, bites, spit.

His hips grind into yours, and you can feel his desire through his sweatpants. Hard and hot pressing against where you need him the most.

“This is only for you, puppy.” His voice drops as he talks right into your ear. “All of me. I’m yours.”

He kisses along your jawline as his body settles on you.

“I’m all yours,” he repeats before he kisses you. His tongue swipes along your bottom lip, and he groans when you let him in.

The first kiss that breaks the dam of passion that flows between the two of you. The feelings that scare you fall to the floor as he reaches the deepest parts of you. His body is a master of yours, his breath guiding the push and pull of your hips. Hands holding yours tightly as he gives you shot after shot, never once letting you go. Because he could never.

Thrust after thrust, kiss after kiss; it's endless. Your whole body shaking, begging for a break from his endless hours or torment, but he has something to prove. It doesn't matter how many times he cums in you or how much spills from you. He needs to keep you full, needs to show you how much his body belongs to you. And he does. Oh god, he does.