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“This is for you.”

Amajiki X F!Reader

Word Count: 3.5K

Warnings: Not a thing.

Genre: Self indulgent birthday fluff.

& a Note: I love this guy, oh my gosh I just wanna nap with Tamaki and like, yes! Also yes, it’s ots midnight, its the 10th and it’s my birthday!! I really liked writing this for myself aahhh so, if it’s your birthday as well or whenever one might find this then.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!(・ωｰ)～☆ 

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Taking Care of Their Drunk S/O After a Girls’ Night Out

with Bakugou Katsuki & Kirishima Eijirou 

genre : [ ☀︎ ]  fluff!! & a tiny bitta steam~

hc prompt : how would he take care of you if you come home wasted after a girls’ night out?

author’s note : this is my first time writing headcanons!! idk if this is good hc material but lemme know what you think! :) **gif not mine!!

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★ digging straight down | masterlist

AFTER BREAKING the number one minecraft rule who knew you’d be pining after the one guy who made fun of you for it

updated 12/08/20

► update schedule (new) thursday & sunday

(y/n) & kenma ★ (y/n)’s friends

01 - found

02 - warning

03 - [blank] started following you

04 - wendy williams

05 - getting dragged

06 - one big joke

07 - do you like [blank]?

08 - formalities

09 - flirt

10 - meddling

11 - why?

12 - forgiven

13 - aimed tweets

14 - with you

15 - lovebirds

16 - labels

17 - yeah 💔

18 - finale

TAGLIST CLOSED

@svtbitch @fairielightsss @ochabby @daichinoya @big-babey-cry @i-bitch-you-bitch @tododork @yeehawnana @moon-390 @asianfuc @aklxojjk @kyoka-jirou @yumekoh @icy-booh @xstormiii @chaotictooru @a-simp-for-haikyuu @b1-r4t @beanst0ck @huangjvns @just-a-weeb-demigod @alloverbutterflies @dearkozume @littleblackpheonix @sunbeamwrites @oikawalmart-hq @angxllicsz @iixyia @hippiehoex @sienzleh

Plz plzzz smut 9 with iida. I need it. Also congratulations on the followers!! Lets sip some wine for many more followers to come!

a/n: THE FINAL PROMPT FOR MY FOLLOWER EVENT! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT!

Ya’ll know me well enough, I had to save the best for last. Thank you so much for following me and reading my stuff. It seriously means so much. So COME GET YOUR TENYA FOOD. (Special thanks to @thisisthehardestthing for the inspo, you’re a true friend and enabler.)

"Look at me." x tenya iida

cw: nsfw, smut (but like, the kind that makes you soft), some atypical penetration (quirk play?)

Tenya sat on the edge of the bathtub, his hero costume discarded after a long, hard day of patrolling. A fight with a villain had left his armor completely covered in dirt and ash, but that could be cleaned and polished later. He was more concerned with cleaning the soot and debris out of the engines in his calves before they got backed up and put him out of commission for a week. You leaned against the door, watching him working at his legs with a damp washcloth, the angle not impossible for him to reach, but certainly uncomfortable, especially with sore muscles from a hard-fought battle--one that saved a lot of lives, you might add.

You shook your head and joined him in the bathroom, kneeling down on the bath mat at his feet. Putting your fingers to his hands to stop him, you took the cloth and touched his thigh. “Let me help,” you said softly, and somewhat reluctantly, he let you. You had only been dating a few months, but you were spending almost every night at his place by this point. You’d seen him do this too many times on his own. He was a hero, in your eyes and everyone else’s. He deserved a break, someone to do the dirty work for him, and you were happy it was you.

Tenya straightened out his leg so you could reach underneath it, washcloth draped over your hand. Your fingers were much smaller than his; you’d be able to swipe around the rims of his exhaust pipes much easier than he could. As you took his ankle in your grasp, Tenya leaned back, his knuckles coming to rest on the ledge of the tub. You could see tension in his quad muscles, the veins tight as they disappeared under the fabric of the boxers he’d slipped into.

“Relax, babe,” you whispered, but instead of easing into your touch as you circled the rim of one exhaust pipe, Tenya threw his head back and sucked in a gulp of air. It was then that you understood. This was a lot bigger than just some routine cleaning ritual.

You ran the back of your hand slowly down his leg, soothing him as best you could. “It’s ok,” you said. “I got you.” Tenya took a deep breath, locking his eyes on yours before he nodded. Without breaking eye contact, you twisted the washcloth around your finger and, as slowly as you could, inserted your finger and circled around the inside of the cylinder, then the outside, wiping everything away until you could see the shining chrome again. Tenya bit his lip, a soft rumble in his throat, and you became aware of just how sensitive he was.

You tended to stay away from his engines during sex, partly because he was so much taller than you, you couldn’t usually reach them, but also because you didn’t want to seem obsessed with them. You never wanted him to think that you were only with him because of his profession or his quirk, and you hadn’t raised the topic of body worship just yet. You never knew how he’d feel about it. But with the way Tenya’s forehead started to sweat as you moved from one exhaust pipe to the next, you couldn’t believe that you’d been missing out on this for so long.

He didn’t have to say a word; Tenya knew that you could read him like a book. The way his knuckles turned white against the porcelain of the bathtub, the way he couldn’t hold his head upright as you plunged slowly in and out of the legs that his quirk gave him, the strangled moans he could no longer hold in. You knew already how turned on he was. There was just one question on his lips as you moved to his other leg. “How?”

You dipped your finger in once more, picking up the pace bit by bit. “Because I love you, Tenya. I know you better than anyone else in my life. I saw it all over your face.”

His chest heaved and he palmed the erection straining against the thin cotton of his boxer shorts. You sped up again, hopping from one cylinder to the next, twirling your finger around the inside and then the outside, up and down his calf.

“Please,” he begged as his hips lifted off the narrow ledge of the tub. Sweat dripped off his forehead, already a mess at just the touch of your hands against his thick calves. You nodded and pressed your finger deep into the final pipe, pushing past a level of intimacy you’d ever known.

With a growl, Tenya leaned back again, his chin tilted up severely as he tried to swallow his own lewd noises. Tenya pulled off his glasses and tossed them toward the sink, and you saw a single tear trickle out of the corner of each of his eyes before he pushed you down onto the floor, your back against the cool tiles, and straddled you.

His mouth connected to the heated flesh of your neck as you realized how much you needed him too. Desperately, he pushed down your shorts and panties so he could run his own fingers along your slit, wet almost as soon as he touched you. Your back arched up off the floor as you captured his shoulders in your hands, begging him to enter you. Overwhelmed, you felt tears burning in your eyes as you sobbed his name over and over. The rough pads of his fingers pressed into your heat and rubbed the soft, delicate spots inside that he knew you loved most.

You couldn’t keep your hips from shooting up at him, Tenya’s mouth covering your own as you moaned and whimpered into him. As the tension in your stomach twisted tighter, you squeezed his hand with your thighs. He ran his fingers up and down your core one more time as he pulled them out as searing kisses clouded your mind with lust.

Sensing your need, Tenya pulled his cock out of his boxers and teased, only for a second, at your dripping entrance, your eyes clenching closed and your head rolling to the side before he sheathed himself in a single motion. You couldn’t help but whimper as he rutted in and out of you, the stretch you felt a painful bliss that you wished would never end. Emotions overcoming you, it was your turn to be reduced to a crying mess at his ministrations. You held him by the forearms, your nails digging into his skin, until he made a final request.

“Look at me,” he demanded, panting in shallow breaths between each word.

You turned your head and met his eyes. The motion of his hips continued to roll over you, sending waves of pleasure through your body that you couldn’t even describe. Your entire lower body trembled as his thrusts slammed into you, harder by the second, his jaw tight and teeth gritted together. A few moments more and you reached your climax with a sharp scream, convulsing with the pleasure for only a moment before his rapid thrusts stuttered with his own release inside you.

The bathroom felt like it was at least a hundred degrees hotter than before as Tenya pulled out and collapsed on top of you. The mirror was fogged up as the both of you heaved for breath, sweaty bodies pressed together and only keeping the heat trapped between you. Tenya nestled his face against your neck, his hand reaching up to pet your hair as he whispered, “I love you. So much.” You’d hold him there against your chest as long as he wanted, you thought, completely in bliss at the feeling of knowing him, but also being known, so deeply that you couldn’t think of anything else. You’d hold him until your hearts beat as one, the bond unbreakable.

it will come back [pt. 2] /// Yandere Shigaraki x f!Reader

Summary: You have a bad habit of picking up strays, and the half-dead villain you find bleeding out in a dumpster is no exception. [Part 1]

A/N: Title from the Hozier song—“don’t let it in with no intention to keep it / jesus christ, don’t be kind to it / oh honey don’t feed it / it will come back.”

Tags/warnings: yandere, violence (not directed toward reader), crying, Shiggy REALLY likes you, reader needs a friend and a good night’s sleep, non-explicit sexual content. [In later parts: 18+, sex, other stuff]

He—Tomura—keeps visiting.

At first you think it’s because of the free medical care, and you wish you had the spine to tell him to suck it up and go see a professional. After a couple weeks turn into a couple months and his wounds fade into ragged purple scars, though, you start to think differently.

Within a short time Tomura has figured out your work schedule, and he does a decent job of not showing up after your long shifts. The unavoidable consequence of this is that he ends up monopolizing your precious days off, but you come to the realization about a month and a half in that you don’t actually mind. You like it. It’s like spending time with a friend.

Mostly you guys talk. It doesn’t seem like Tomura really has anyone to talk to the way the two of you do, but that’s probably just you projecting. It’s usually shallow stuff—TV shows you like, video games he plays, funny stories from patients you treated. Sometimes when you’re cooking for yourself, you make extra for him. (It happens a lot, actually, and at one point you bring up how much his appetite is costing you and the next time you see him he brings a bag of rice and makes you a porridge that crunches between your teeth when you try to eat it. You can’t finish yours, but he eats an entire bowl and insists that you’re being picky.)

Sometimes he sleeps over on the couch, but he’s always gone when you wake up.

The two of you skirt around the heavier stuff, and you know it’s intentional on his part. You have to resist the urge to ask him about being a villain—he’s all but confirmed it for you, and it’s human nature to be curious, isn’t it? In the same way you can’t help looking at a car crash, you want to poke and prod and find out what it is, exactly, that Tomura does for a living. That part of his life is suspiciously absent from your discussions—if you didn’t know better, you’d think he spends all of his time sleeping and playing games and breaking into your place.

On the other hand, you don’t want to know. Plausible deniability. You can accept criminality in the abstract, but you’ve treated too many victims of the bullshit hero–villain battle to be comfortable really knowing why Tomura avoids public places.

So you don’t ask about it, and Tomura doesn’t tell, and you don’t look up his name. And it’s easy. It’s nice. You’d forgotten what it’s like to come back to a home that isn’t empty.

And then one day when you get off a few hours early from your shift, you stop by a convenience store to pick up some snacks for yourself (hey, you’ve been working hard, you’re entitled to binge a little on foods that you’re afraid to look at the fat content for), and you think, Hm, I wonder if Tomura wants some.

[You: 7:49 PM] > Are you coming over today? [T: 7:49 PM] > Yeah why [You: 7:51 PM] > Getting snacks > Want some? [T: 7:51 PM] > No

[T: 8:12 PM] > When r u coming back to ur place

[T: 8:58 PM] > Hey where are you

[T: 9:39 PM] > (Y/N)?

There’s a man with a gun in the convenience store.

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Day 2: Daichi Sawamura; Exhibitionism

Kinktober Masterlist

Part 1 of the Karasuno Gangbang Series

WC: 818

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“Daichi, not here” You whimpered as her felt up under your skirt. 

He gave your ass a squeeze, “C’mon, baby, doesn’t make you excited? The thought of them finding you liked this. You asked for it, they’re gonna see how needy you are”

He chuckled when he felt your wetness soak through your panties. The thought did make you horny, grinding on his bulge a little harder. He groaned, lifting you up slightly to free his length from his shorts. You heard the chatter from the bottom of the stairs hearing as they neared the club room.

“Daichi they’re coming” You said frantically, pushing yourself off. Much to your surprise his firm grip on your hips didn’t let go, instead pulled you down for his tip to enter you.

The sudden movement has cause you to groan, the stinging pain from his girth still had to be adjusted to most of the time. You were breathing heavily, mind hazy and just let him pull you down slowly. 

You whimpered when the sound of a door opening made your eyes widen. You tried pushing yourself away again, that being way too late and the wandering eyes of the other teammates found you both.

You hid your face in the crook of his neck, your face burned in embarrassment as you tried not to get wetter. You were oddly aroused by this even if it was awkward. The silence was cut when Daichi smirked at them, causing Sugawara to speak up, “So, Daichi, what’cha got there, bud?” 

He shifted you a bit, feeling the slick that accumulated while his teammates waited for a response, “’S just my beautiful girlfriend-”

“Why here?” A cold voice, Tsukishima, asked.

“You don’t want a look?” Daichi slyly said

Karasuno volleyball club was now beet red, they already have an idea of how your body was, they couldn’t deny that they checked you out when you visited your boyfriend for practice. Daichi watched as they gulped, not knowing how to respond.

“C’mon babe, show them what they wanna see” He said, giving Sugawara a look which he understood, locking the door. 

You calmed down slightly, letting him lift you by the waist and turn you around. You sunk down on his member once again, letting out a small moan. You felt everyone’s eyes on you when he pulled your cardigan off. He unbuttoned your blouse when it sunk in you were going to be exposed to these other 9 men. 

“Daichi-”

“Shh, shh” he put a finger up to your mouth, you quieting down, “It’s ‘Captain’ and you have to listen to me, baby” he said in a sickly sweet tome

“Now get yourself off, baby” he whispered, nibbling on your sweet spot. You moved a bit, before he caught your attention again, “Answer me”

“Y-Yes, Captain” You said loudly, you knew you didn’t want to me punished. He was in control now and when he was, you knew weren’t going to be let off easy, it would be humiliating in front of his friends.

You planted your palms on his thighs that were spreading yours. You bounced yourself on him allowing his dick to hit deep into you. You let out a moan, going faster, having your breasts bounce. Daichi got a hold of them and rolled your nipples between his index finger and thumb. 

You squealed, bouncing faster, your fingers finding your clit and rubbing it in fast circles. Everyone was watching you intently, some palming themselves. You caught a glimpse of them, getting wetter at the thought of people watching you, them getting aroused themselves. 

You felt a weird pleasure bubble up in you when you made eye contact with some of them. Tsukishima’s eyes were judgmental, looking at you and it made you feel dirty in the hottest way possible. Hinata was blushing, looking at you curiously, a twinge of attraction in his eyes. Sugawara licked his lips, he looked hungry for you, his best friend’s hot girlfriend who was fucking Daichi in front of him. 

After that you were done. You peaked at your climax and felt yourself gushing around your boyfriend. You clenched around him, making him throw his heaad back and groan, reaching his own high. You bit your lip until it bruised, you knew you would leave a wound. White hot pleasure reached you and you finally finished, Daichi soon after you, quickly pulling out and releasing onto your back.

“Fuck, you’re so hot, baby, so tight. You never came like that before, showing this sexy body of yours felt good didn’t it?”

He mumbled dirty things into your ear as he helped you through your orgasm. He rubbed your clit lazily as you panted, breathing slowing down. When you finally got to normal, you looked back at the people watching you, one approaching you steadily.

“The vice captains should have a turn next, don’t you think?”

Hitoshi Shinsou x Barista!Reader HCs

Summary: Headcannons about Shinsou seeing his crush working in his favorite cafe after school

Quirk: You can heat things up with your palm’s to 110 degrees Celsius. If it gets hotter than that your could burn yourself

Warnings/Genre: fluff, cursing, shitty first headcannons

WC: 374

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The boy is shook to say the least

You were there, taking orders and giving customers cakes and coffees

He didn’t talk to you often because you were in the support course but he saw you enough to see how kind you were to others

Even animals

He saw you after school one time, petting a stray cat and feeding it

He melted

The next day he bumped into you and you were gushing about him, to him about how cool his quirk is

He became a blushing mess but thank god you weren’t able to see it because the bell rang and you rushed off

So you bet your ass when he saw you he went red

You looked so cute in the uniform

He never saw you because the only time he went here was weekends

But he decided to celebrate today because there wasn’t any homework 

When he went in he glanced at you but you didn’t see him

He saw you using your quirk to heat up some coffee and you gave it to a customer

He smirked as you weren’t even supposed to use your quirk unless you were a hero doing hero things

You looked around to make sire no one was watching 

Then your eyes met his

shit

You quickly gave the table their order when you walked to him

You asked him if he could just not tell anyone and even offered him a week’s worth of free coffee

He chuckled at your panicking

ohmygodyouwereadorable

He assured you he wouldn’i

IF

you went out with him sometime

oh shit now ur a tomato

how was he so smooth

lol you cant see but he lowkey embarassed if you rejected him

you said yes

ofc u did

he also asked for a kiss before you take his order

wtf sksksksksksk

you looked around to see if your boss was there

she wasn’t

you gave him a peck on the lips

he turned red cuz he didn’t know u would actually did it

he just asked for a coffee and you scurried off

you gave him his cup and said it was on the house

he scored a date with you and a free coffee?

best day ever

akaashi x fem reader smau

Akaashi was polite, yes, but even he had people that he didn’t really like. You were one of them. Not like you cared since you hated him too, but all of a sudden you were paired with him for a project. Now that’s when you care.

status: completed

taglist: closed

genre: e2l au, fluff, crack, a lil angst

introductions ↠ || im fucked ↠ || a deal? ↠ || thats adorable ↠ || always ↠ || i am a slut ↠ || i’d rather not ↠ || fuck the vbc ↠ || he a freak in da sheets ↠ || window seat ↠ || make her beg ↠ || bad luck ↠ || the mall ↠ || i hate him ↠ || fuck it ↠ || crazy in love ↠ || preach ↠ || takumi hiro ↠ || desperate ↠ || death note ↠ || potty mouth ↠ || happy birthday ↠ || sana’s push (end!)

bloodline

pairing: iwaizumi hajime x fem!reader x oikawa tooru

warnings: fakedating!enemies to lovers !!!!!! they’re aged up and they drink??? they’re 18, angst if you squint hard, there’s some making out, swearing and i think that’s it,,, maybe ooc like bro idc at this point bye NO BETA WE DIE LIKE MEN

word count: 4k bro i cried

a/n: HELLO this is one of my parts for the kkc collab !!!! my next part is a matsuhana x reader piece so stay tuned for that one JFKSKRKSK i cried hard (bc i havent write this much like ??? nunca??? ) writing this and i had to rewrite sO MANY TIMES bc i was not ??!??!? satisfied w the results but yeah, it’s 4am and i wrote 4000 words of shit so ENJOY.

link for the masterlist of the collab here 🥳

oikawa rolled his eyes, he couldn’t be more annoyed by the sight in front of him, you hanging on iwaizumi’s back with your arms crossed against his chest, holding yourself from falling. he tried his best to get to like you even a little, but it was hard when you were a literal copy of him, loud, charming and sadly, extremely attractive. and the worst part of that, is that he had to share his iwa-chan with you.

after-class practice was cancelled because the coach had personal stuff to do that day, so oikawa found himself hanging with his fellow third years friends at iwaizumi’s house, which was conveniently next to his own house so he didn’t care at all if he stayed late. the big problem started when you arrived unexpectedly, saying with a smirk that iwaizumi forgot his math book on your house, that was also very conveniently a few blocks away from there. oikawa scowled, very irritated by your presence and how you managed to shift the whole atmosphere of the room with a few words, shifting all the attention to you.

he hated that so much, how you could get all the gazes on you that once were on him, making them yours forever. matsukawa and hanamaki were mocking the face he was making when you were on iwaizumi’s back hugging him, laughing loudly making oikawa’s mood sour instantly. “hiro, maybe we should leave, we have to do the… thing.” matsukawa said softly, narrowing his eyes, only hanamaki and oikawa hearing it with you busy giggling on iwaizumi’s ear. oikawa’s head snapped looking at them with wide eyes, begging silently that they wouldn’t leave him alone with you and iwaizumi, the couple just shrugged and said their goodbyes to the house owner and you, leaving an oikawa looking everywhere but you two.

you lowered yourself from iwaizumi’s back and sat on the couch that was occupied by matsukawa and hanamaki a few minutes ago, iwaizumi sitting next to you moments later. oikawa murmured things you couldn’t quite catch, you watched him narrowing your eyes. “what was that, shittykawa?” your gentle smile did a 180º twist, now that you three were without the company of matsukawa and hanamaki, your voice was laced with venom. you sneered at oikawa’s frown and iwaizumi rolled his eyes. “y/n, don’t tease him.”

‘are they on a first name basis? unacceptable.’ oikawa’s thoughts were filled with jealousy and anger at the same time, watching you smirk and hug his iwa-chan in front of him was enough to make him snap, he did his best to maintain composure in front of his best friend because he was a guest but you, you really made him go insane with a few words and looks. “get your arms off iwa-chan, right now.” iwaizumi looked away.

“and who the fuck are you to tell me what to do?” you scoffed as you stood up from the couch, you felt a hand grabbing your wrist and you turned your head to see iwaizumi’s pleading eyes looking directly into yours with his eyebrows furrowed, slightly shaking his head. you smirked and snatched your hand from his grasp, immediately walking towards the place oikawa was sitting.

oikawa watched you stand up from the couch and how you exchanged a few words with iwa-chan, you turned your head around and looked at him defiantly. he instantly got nervous, what was he supposed to do now? you defied his (very weak) command and iwaizumi didn’t back him up, were you going to punch him? maybe spit on him? that’s kind of kinky, no wait, why is he thinking that? he shook his head and watched you approach him quickly, sitting on his lap. “w-what are you doing?”

“why do you think you can tell me what to do? are you jealous of me getting all iwa-chan’s attention? you know that porcupines have a low attention span.” you smiled wickedly and oikawa heard iwaizumi grunting softly ‘that’s not true.’ but all his attention was on you sitting on top of him literally owning the ambience of the room again, he gawked at you with his mouth slightly open. you watched how he stared you in awe, you raised an eyebrow and he shook his head, trying to gather coherent thoughts. “g-get off of me.”

you pouted, “you didn’t answer my question.”

oikawa rolled his eyes, now getting more annoyed, he was about to answer but iwaizumi had to interject. “yeah, crappykawa, answer her question.” oikawa gasped, feeling betrayed by his best friend, he crossed his arms as you stood up from his lap to sit now, to oikawa’s misfortune, on iwaizumi’s lap. his best friend made no sign of being uncomfortable by your behavior so he just groaned at the sight.

“i’m leaving,” he stood up as quickly as possible and walked to the door. he made one last look to the couch where you were sitting with his friend, he frowned when he saw you laughing at something iwaizumi said.

“c’mon tooru, don’t go.” he heard iwaizumi say.

he slammed the door on his way out.

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