Corazon Reacting To Average Sized S/O Wearing His Coat

MHA MEN + DICK PRINTS

—nsfw + f! reader + various characters + dick prints + hand jobs + lap sitting + more

feat. deku, kirishima, shinso, aizawa, hawks, dabi, and shigaraki. 

1.17k words

deku can’t resist playing with you when he realizes how much you want his cock. having caught you staring one too many times, he tugs you into his lap eagerly and holds you close, so close that you can feel his breath on your lips, a whisper away from a kiss. he asks you what you need, want to hear you say every dirty detail until you’re squirming, shy and undone while sitting atop his thighs. 

his kiss is fervent, a fevered prayer as his hands guide your body in his direction. he holds your hips in place nudging your legs open a little further with his knees until he can grind against you, feeling your warm cunt through your panties, already slick against his cock. he chastises you for being such a silly girl; would you have let just any man toy with you like this? don’t you know whose cunt this is?

he’s rough on your clit, finding it quickly and attacking it with practiced fingers, proud at how quickly you’re reduced to little more than a slick, precious mess. he is unforgiving, cruel to your sensitive cunt, but he treats the rest of your body with care, as if you were a doll, holding you close and cooing honeyed words into your ear between each kiss and nibble down your neck, contradictory to each slap of his hips against your parted, trembling thighs.

“that’s my girl… tell me how you want it. you know how to ask, don’t you?”

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atsumu’s not going to college.

it’s not what he wants, and it’s not a requirement for his plans for the future. he has a one track road set for going pro in the volleyball industry, and he has no plans for detours slowing him down.

that was always “the plan”, and you were not part of it — you were always going to college, and you were going to spend the full time there making sure your future’s on the right track.

that’s why he broke up with you.

the two years he spent with you throughout high school gone down the drain the second he decided this would be better for him — and he feels like he’s wrong, because he still checks on you when you’re not looking — but atsumu’s dead set on the fact that he’ll only slow you down if he kept you with him.

or so, until now.

“atsumu, it’s two in the morning.” you tell him, your yawns coming in a drip drop motion as you try to understand what he’s doing in front of you right now.

it’s been two weeks since you last saw him — two weeks since the breakup — two weeks of no calls, texts or even acknowledgements from in between classes or study halls.

but now he’s here, standing on your doorstep, and you’re not really sure if you want him to be.

atsumu tells you, “i have a solution.”

“it’s two in the morning.” you remind him again.

and he only repeats, “i have a solution.”

your eyebrows furrow, “do you want to come inside?”

“no,” he shakes his head, his nose red from the cold, and he tells you, “you have to listen to me.”

you bring your arms up to your chest, not feeling so warm yourself, and you hate that he chose to do on the coldest night of the month.

you tell him, “i can listen to you inside.”

and he only replies, “i have a solution.

and you frown, “so we’re not going inside.”

you have no idea what he’s talking about, all you know is that you’re still upset with him for ghosting you right after breaking up with you, and you’re not sure if you’re ready to forgive him for that yet.

you sigh, “why are you here?”

and he nods, “because i can get a job — i’ll work on the volleyball thing most hours of the day — but whenever i’m free, i can take shifts in the local café near your campus.”

you cut him off, “wait — my campus?”

“yeah,” atsumu nods, “i checked, and they have an opening and i can totally get a job there.”

atsumu? with a job? at a cafe? you can’t even put it to words, but you’re unsure when he visited your campus, unsure why he’s even doing all this in the first place.

“a job?” you raise a brow, “why do you need a job?”

atsumu ignores your question, shivering as the cold hits him, his breath turning white as it leaves his mouth, and he continues, in a frantic fit, “i have a car, it’s for my 20th birthday but my dad agreed he can give it to me early — and i have a lot saved up so there’s that for an apartment too.”

you’ve never seen atsumu be so nervous, you’ve seen him before his games and after his losses, but he’s never looked like this — never looked so worried.

“slow down.” you break through his endless string of sentences, your eyebrows furrowing as you’re still so confused and lost of what’s going on, and you say, “it’s two am.”

atsumu doesn’t respond.

you touch his arm, “have you slept?”

he feels silly — this is the first time you’ve seen him in two weeks and he must look insane to you already. he doesn’t care, he’s tired, he misses you, he’s been missing you for two weeks, and he hasn’t stopped.

atsumu looks at you, “i don’t want to break up with you.”

you stare back at him, blinking profusely as if trying to make of the situation, and your heart softens as easily as it leaps — because you didn’t want to break up with him either.

he still looks frantic, like he’s a second away to pull his hair out, and you’d offer to let him inside the house one more time, but you’ve got a strong feeling that he’d just say no again.

“i have the place, the car, the job — you have college and i’ll have my volleyball — and i know this isn’t what we planned, but i have the solution and i really think we can make this work.” atsumu tells you all of this, a straight (frantic) tone coming through his words, he catches his breath, and he’s ready to talk to you again.

but your eyes are gentle, “what are you talking about?”

he looks at you, like he’s nervous to be looking at you, a huge lump in his throat the he needs to be swallowing down soon since he’s gone too long without speaking — and he’s nervous, because this situation earns him every right to be nervous.

he’s only 20, unsure of every decision he’s making towards his future, but he’s just spent the last two weeks without you, and the first real thing he’s realized is that there’d be nothing worse than that.

the night is cold.

atsumu stares, “will you marry me?”

Y/n: Let me love you.

Shane: It's rotten work.

Y/n, kissing his forehead: Not for me, it isn't.

He’s so hot 😻

gonta gokuhara, byakuya togami, and fuyuhiko kuzuryu as your s/o when it’s raining and you’re cold:

category: slice of life, comfort, fluff

Gonta Gokuhara:

• when you tell him you’re cold, he won’t hesitate to wrap his arms around you as a first reaction

• “what you mean y/n cold? no, not okay! take gonta’s jacket!”

• his hoodie is seriously huge, so it covers you completely and is almost like a blanket on you

• your enormously tall forest boyfriend continues to hug you and hold your hands in his to keep you warm

• gonta thinks you’re adorable in his hoodie, since he wants to keep you safe and he’s happy to be doing that

• “we have to go inside the building while we’re waiting, too cold and rainy...”

• he uses his body to shield you from the rain as you step onto the train you two are taking

• you two take the train home, and on the way back he apologizes for bringing you outside in bad weather

• he holds you in his arms on the way home, making sure to keep you close to him

Byakuya Togami:

• you two are waiting for byakuya’s personal ride home after a long day out of town together, when it starts to rain

• “this is... great. unfortunately i don’t have an umbrella on me at all times, so it looks like we’re waiting under the building’s shelter for now”

• when you tell him you’re cold, he laughs and teases you about how you should’ve brought a jacket

• but when you start to get more serious about how cold you are, his demeanor shifts and he quickly takes off his jacket to give it to you

• “my apologies, my darling. i didn’t know you were actually that cold, i was merely poking fun at you. is this what you wanted?”

• he neatly hands you his jacket and it smells strongly of rich cologne— the material is soft yet sturdy

• “hm, me? no, i’m not cold. i’ll be fine until our driver gets here. he should be here soon so no worries, dear.”

• he lied, he is cold, but he wanted you to have his jacket and didn’t want to make you feel concerned for him

• while waiting, you wrap your arm around his and lean your head against him. to your surprise, he holds you closer to him and leans over to plant a kiss on your forehead

• when your ride finally comes, byakuya tells the driver to turn the car’s heater up for the both of you

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu:

• when you start feeling cold while outside with fuyuhiko, he has a hunch that you are — but doesn’t say anything about it

• “huh, so you’re cold? i figured. just take it y/n, i don’t want you getting sick out here.”

• he tosses his jacket at you at bit harshly as you hold onto it. it feels worn down yet still warm, and smells like fuyuhiko

• when you put his jacket on, you notice that he’s blushing and holding his face to hide it when he glances at you

• “huh- what? no i’m not blushing! it’s nothing, that’s probably just you getting sick from the cold... you poor irrational soul”

• when it begins to rain, fuyuhiko tells you to hold onto his arm while he walks you to his car without an umbrella

• on the car ride home, you tease him lovingly about how he blushed while looking at you earlier

• “okay, y/n. tsk, whatever you want to be believe. it’s not true, by the way...”

“... well ok, maybe it is a little bit true. you’re irresistible.”

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note from mod toko:

i’ve been so glad to be writing requests, i have some queued at the moment! thank you again for your submissions and for the support surrounding them. on another note, this was super fun to write i hope you enjoy it lol ☔️

what if noya gets lightning hair in his 3rd year to take the rolling thunder thing to the next level 

🦊Oh I feel ya on the angst!!!!! Like I read a couple short ones recently. And in fairness the authors tagged them properly. And at the end I was just like

'idk what I expected'

Like I can do bittersweet sure. And not gonna lie your sweet domestic Dilf Bakugou fluff? After I read that a song came across my playlist and 100% by accident thought up like something very angsty. And now I'm just mad at my brain!

Cause like you gave us beautiful, pure wholesome fluff!!! And my brain was like 'yes but.....make it tragic.'

But still overall love you positive fluff/smut vibes. And not gonna just now my brain be thinking about hockey player Kiri and Bakus little girls either also doing hockey or like fucking roller derby and being like the scariest badass bitches who will check you across the ice/ring.

Like their little girls are gonna be so terrifying! And when they're old enough to date guys will say they're intimidating or just too much (heard this all my life. No I'm not intimidating, you just need a fucking backbone) and at first the dad's will worry.

Until they are chaperoning some dance or something and Bakugou daughter straight up punches a guy who grabbed her ass or something. And while the principal is trying to reprimanded her Bakugou will just be like

"that's my girl!" *Sniffle* he's never felt closer to her.

I’m seeing this late too omg

but I love how everyone hcs that Baku will have girls that stay whooping other boys ass because how else would his kids be

this one was rather short, but I ended up making it as sad as I could because I love suffering but it also makes me cry :)

hope you enjoyed darling!! if you didn’t have what u wrote in mind don’t hesitate to ask for a rewrite sweetie!!

tw; burns

—

The battlefield was an inferno.

You watched from your perch on a nearby hill, transfixed by the flames that were spreading quickly. Surtr was moving fast, and with him came the fire that burned endlessly. If you didn’t stop this soon, you knew the entire kingdom of Askr could be in jeopardy. No man, woman, or child would be safe from this hell if you didn’t kill that man in a few days.

Your army stood behind you, awaiting the signal to pour down into the blazing war zone. You kept your eyes locked on the Muspelian soldiers gathering at the opposite end of the field, making sure they didn’t decide to catch you off guard. You squinted, barely able to make out the hulking figure of Surtr hiding behind his troops.

Gods, what a coward.

Suddenly, a hand gently lifted your hood down. You smiled at the sight of Shigure’s shining armor, turning to meet your lover before he could say a thing. The Pegasus knight chuckled, gently pulling you in and pressing a kiss to your forehead, wrapping his arms around your waist. “Not now, honey. We have a job…” you trailed off, turning your attention back to the Muspel’s, who hadn’t moved.

“I know, I know, I apologize. I just worry about your safety,” he moved his hand to your hip, smiling anxiously, “you will stay safe, won’t you?”

You giggled, reaching for bredablik to set off the fighting flare. “Of course, just for you. Now hurry back to your pegasus, we must begin.” You shooed him off, but not before catching his eye again. You smiled once more at him, reassurance written all over your face, before your lips presssed into a thin line. Slowly, you raised the gun into the air, before letting out a shout. Your troops returned it, and then just like that you pulled the trigger.

—

The pegausus knight watched as the fire continued to grow, flying aimlessly around the war zone. He spun his spear, quickly cutting down a nearby wyverb flyer before circling back and hovering over the particularly cluttered areas. If anyone needed help, they could send him the signal. He turned, and saw you relaying orders, protected by Fjorm and Alfonse thankfully. At least you were safe.

Suddenly, the flames lept higher, skimming his armor. He jerked his pegasus back, gasping as he struggled to move away from the heat. He quickly retreated, but noticed something.

You were burning.

The fire clung to your skin, turning your once white cloak into ash. A blood curdling scream echoed through the battlefield, alerting everyone that you were in trouble. Shigure sucked in a terrified breath, unable to spur his mount on to save you. He sat frozen with fear as you continued to cry out for help. He sat there. Watching you burn.

You came stumbling from the inferno, gasping and wide eyed. You dropped to the ground, unmoving and silent. Shigure practically crashed his pegasus, jumping off and scooping you up in his arms. You stared ahead with terrified, cloudy eyes, mouth slowly moving to speak. Shigure took notice of your horrendous injuries, but couldn’t care less.

“S/O! S/O stay with me!” His voice was raw with desperation as he fumbled with the flare gun, jamming the golden rocket in and quickly setting it off. He returned his attention to you, only to feel you going limp and your breaths slowing. “No. No, no no no, hey! S/O, please!” He held you against his chest tighter, panicking as you continued to weaken by the second. “Where are those damn healers!? Damn it all!” he cried, feeling terror rising in his throat.

“P…. Pl…”

“What? What is it S/O?! Please, stay with me!” He leaned down, quieting his shaky breaths for only a moment to hear what you needed.

“P… Please… just hold me…”

Shigure felt tears slipping from his eyes, panic finally setting in. He was shaking, crying, afraid of what would happen to you next. But he knew that he needed to fulfill your request. It could be your last…

“Ok… ok I-I’ve got you, ok?”

And so he held you. He held you until the fire slowly died down with the departure of Surtr. He held you until the moment you started to slip away from the living, watching as your breathing came to a halt.

And he held you one final time as your skin went cold and your eyes grew distant.

—

Stardew Bachelor Headcanons!

these just popped in my head while I was playing the game- and I love them

Elliot

probably kins applejacks brother

smells like a new book page (no joke)

loooooooves styling his long hair

acts like a gentleman to people he loves but he acts like a bitch on cocaine when hes alone

probably had an obey me! phase

loves having someone play with his hair

embodiment of "m'lady"

Sam

listens to avril lavigne for inspiration

skater boy

his favorite movie is the smurfs

smells like bubblegum and dirt

loooooves dragon ball(no wonder)

favorite anime is one punch man

dressed up as naruto once when he was little

forces Vincent to watch one punch man with him and rant about it

misses his dad

wishes he was around more

Harvey

always gets sick

neat freak

smells like windex(wow)

has panic attacks often

likes to doodle on his fingers

deserves so much love

sam forced him to dress up as jesus once with a wig

he needs therapy now

help

hums while filling out a patient's chart

honestly really sweet

is a gentleman

100% is gay as shit

loves dogs

Sebastian

loves mcr, green day, avril, imagine dragons, you name it

had a Harry Potter phase

smells like markers and pens

loves drawing his character

goes by he/they/mage

honestly I'm scared

trans icon

insecure

originally had ginger hair

also has freckles(he hides them)

has a lot of earrings

wants to gets a septum

has a frog hoodie

Shane

jas used to be his therapist

talks to chickens because he feels like only they understand him

smells like vanilla(wow)

let's jas do his nails while he talks to her

jas acts like those Jersey salon ladies with him

always has a horror movie night with jas on saturdays

blames himself for jas' parent's death

has panic attacks sometimes

judges people together with jas

best person to flip off someone

taught jas a lot of things

deserves the world

we love you shane

Alex

insecure

smells like sweat and cologne

honestly a sweetheart

talks to evelyn a lot

vents to george(he actually cares)

stromk

can snap in 2 seconds if you insult his mom

amazing ranter

has a bit of anger issues

overall amazing

I smell I bi-bitch

ding ding ding its him

will be super kind to his s/o and tries not to get angry

and those are my headcanons