Oh I'm So Glad It Helped! I Go Through Phazes Of Hate For My Boobies As Well Lmfao So This Was Equally

Oh I'm so glad it helped! I go through phazes of hate for my boobies as well lmfao so this was equally as therapeutic for me ksllalskxhbx

♡︎𝐓𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐄𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐮 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚♡︎

Day 16 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: he’s always been obsessed with your tits.

Props to my beta reader for today @sasualblxd - thank you for your amazing help!

556 words.

Kirishima Eijirou was a “tits over ass any day” kind of man. It seemed as if every ten seconds had him reaching up your shirt to manhandle one of his stressballs.

“They’re just so… Squishy… -a-and soft-”

That’s exactly what your boyfriend said when you asked why he was so enamoured with them. Once deep, scarlet hues are now reduced to a thin ring around wide pupils, and past swollen lips lie sharp teeth that you find yourself wanting embedded into your breasts.

You love his obsession with your breasts. You’re proud of your body, the self love that you’d been teaching yourself rearing it’s head and finding a way to the light. Although, Eijirou, the sweetheart that he is, just loves your breasts because they’re yours.

He lays behind you on the couch while the TV plays a movie that neither of you are really paying all that much attention to. The light illuminates you both, setting the mood in the otherwise dark room, while Kirishima fondles your breast absent mindedly. He’s just doing it for fun - just because it’s there, really, but that doesn’t explain the sudden twitch you feel at your lower back.

Oh.

“Hey babe, what’s up?…

“I want-… I- I want-.… To fuck them…”

Sorry, what?

Surely he doesn’t mean…

“You wanna fuck who, now?”

He just snorts and mumbles into the back of your neck, giving you goosebumps as you feel his chest rumble against your back.

“No, silly… I wanna fuck your tits…”

Huh. Well at least you’re not stunned and confused anymore. Now your just stunned. The idea seems fun, and the thought does bring a familiar heat between your thighs. You just wonder what’s brought this on.

In reality, he’s always fantasized about fucking your tits. It’s the very image that gets him off when you’re not there to help him, but he’s finally got the confidence to ask for it now.

“… Alright. I don’t see why not~”

He’s almost cries at the relief of not being rejected immediately, rolling on top of you before you can say anything against it. Suddenly, your chest is met with cold air as you’re stripped of your shirt, your bare breasts being massaged and pushed together.

He just loves to squeeze and play with them, though he wastes no time unzipping his fly and pushing down his pants. His cock, already at full mast, is an angry red at the tip, leaking precum all over his hand while he moans and shivers, staring at your tits like a man hypnotised.

You slowly push your tits together for him, giving him a teasing smirk as he practically drools, too aroused to be his usual, gentlemanly self. In seconds, he’s kneeling over you with a hungry look in his eyes, pressing his cock between the little valley between your breasts, groaning at the contact. Pleasure shoots up his spine as his head is flung back, his eyes tearing up and his hips rutting shakily.

Each time the little head peaks out from the top of your breasts you reward it with a lick, and he practically falls apart exactly like you wanted him to. He’s never came so quickly in his life, but you don’t mind even as your face and chest is smeared in his spend.

He almost faints.

© 2022 not-your-fucking-kacchan

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♡︎𝐋𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮♡︎

Day 23 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: don't tease Katsuki in public. Or do, if this is the kind of thing you're into.

Props to my beta reader for today @afterhourswjay - thank you for your amazing help!

494 words.

There's something thrilling about being here with your lover, all alone in the quiet, desolate library in the hero facilities. The two of you could do anything, right here, right now, and not a soul would find out, unless of course you get caught. That thought sends chills up your spine, and a flood of arousal to your belly.

Of course you don't actually want to get caught, though, which is why you're so quiet as you get up to straddle your blonde.

Upon being interrupted from his research he raises an eyebrow at you with a frown, but you've known him long enough. He's curious, lips tilted down at the corners like they usually are as if he's daring you to do something.

To be quite honest, you didn't think you'd even get this far, so what to do next is lost on you, until that little frown on his face turns into an evil smirk.

You know that look, and your underwear is already soaked. Unbeknownst to you, Katsuki can feel your warmth against his crotch, and can feel just how soaked you are already through his jeans.

He's not one to dawdle though, so it's not at all surprising when he latches his soft lips to your previously marked neck, hidden just behind the collar of your shirt. His hand trails up your thigh, stroking every stretch mark and squishing the skin absently, finally making it all the way to its intended destination. Course, tough fingers rub at your clit in slow circles through your underwear, and you receive a low purr in response to your hips bucking against his.

Neither of you say a word as the sound of a zipper being slowly undone echos in your ears, putting a heavy blush on your cheeks.

You're slow to pull your underwear to the side, feeling his quickly hardening cocktwitch between your legs and underneath your skirt. It's lubed with your own arousal smeared across him, dripping directly onto him and ruining his jeans, but he doesn't really care about the state of his pants as you suddenly lift your hips and start slowly taking him in.

No matter how many times he's had you, he'll never quite get used to the feeling of hot, wet walls clenching around him, hugging his cock so perfectly. It's like you were made for him, and he has to slap a hand over his own mouth to stifle his broken moans.

It's simply wonderful to watch him become so submissive when he's got his dick inside of you, and with a little grind of your hips he's arching his back against the back of the library chair uncomfortably, shaken by the pleasure of having sex in such a public space, and at his work, no less.

One would think he wouldn't risk his career like this, but he needs you. He's a mess for you, and he would do anything you asked of him.

© 2022 not-your-fucking-kacchan

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I want to ruin my life and throw myself into an arc so uhh

Can i request class 1-A but like outcast reader? Angsty yk where theyre always dismissed in training and forgotten

Oooo I like this one lmfao I want so desperately to make reader this feral little cicin mage like from genshin 😭 buts gonna be gn

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 <3

𝐀𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 1-𝐀 𝐱 𝐆𝐍!𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜) - 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤

Aizawa was starting to become a little worried about you. He had been so busy with Shinsou and his problem children to focus much attention and direction to the rest of the class. Every time he would try to work on it, yet another calamity would occur and force his attention back on the main parties.

He was working on this little flaw of his, continuously checking in with and directing the others during training period. He never got to help you, though. It seemed that whenever he would look for you, you would drop from the face of the earth.

You were avoiding him.

You would sit on your lonesome in class and at lunch, with your head kept down. He's never once seen you exchange small talk. In all honesty, he's less worried about your physical capabilities, and more worried about your mental state. He has a bad feeling.

In reality, you just hated this class. Every day, someone would open their big, ugly mouth and out came nonsense that further convinced you of how undeserving they were of being at the top. You were only here because you were recommended. Your quirk isn't nearly as powerful or flashy, either. Why does everyone else get all the attention when all they do is fuck up and ruin everything?!

All of this comes to light during the next sparring period. You were towing on the edge of keeping up with one of the class' best, until you were unexpectedly knocked down. That was your last straw. How fucking dare he?

You were suffering a humiliating defeat as you sit on your knees on the floor, staring into the distance without focus, until your sight was infiltrated by the image of Midoriya. You hate that stupid brat. The hatred in your veins is only fuelled when he offers a hand to you and a pathetic smile.

Within a second, his hand is slapped away and the room goes silent.

"Get the fuck away from me. Fuck you."

The bite of your words is only dulled by the waver of your voice, and the tears in your eyes. Izuku is stunned, as is the rest of the class. Even Katsuki thinks you're overreacting. Kirishima steps in with a frown. "Hey, man... That wasn't cool-"

He's interrupted when you turn around and walk away, brimming with anger and frustration. How is he so much better than you?! You train every day and constantly home your skills, so how did he beat you faster than you could blink?

Maybe you were being a little horrible, but you've never learned how to offset your anger in healthier ways, so for now, you're happy taking it out on others.

Are you really that weak? Maybe, after everything, you're the one who doesn't deserve to be here...

How come they could always be nice to eachother, but they could never talk to you? Why were you ignored or given strange looks when you tried to open up? How come noone wanted to be your friend?

Aizawa, of course, figured you might react in such a way. Loneliness can easily turn into bitterness if you take your eye off it for too long. He needs to help you fix this.

He wants to keep everyone in this class for as long as he possibly can, and allowing you to exclude yourself any more than you have would be dangerous for everyone, including you.

It's with that, that he starts putting people in pairs for everything. He would force you to socialise if it was the last thing he did.

Every day you would argue with your pair, but it was worth it, because when you were offered kindness or compassion, no matter how reluctant you were to accept it, he could see that little spark in your eye. It was the kind of spark that made him aware of your guard dropping. You were actually starting to care about your classmates.

Obviously Toshinori immediately knew what he was doing when he saw Aizawa put you in a group of three since the class was uneven on a specific day, and he would offer up a smirk and subtle glance as if to say "wow, you finally got through to them".

He supposed that it's not your fault you don't know how to cope with your... Emotional baggage, much like Shouto or Katsuki, but he likes to make you very much aware that it's your responsibility to learn how.

When the day comes that you finally think to apologise to Izuku, the boy you've grown an annoying fondness for, he actually starts to cry. He's so proud of you for not staying emotionally constipated like Katsuki, that he actually floods the room and Aizawa has to open the window for him to violently sob out of so that the entire class doesn't drown.

Slowly, you start to grow a kinship with a few people in your class, and you grow especially close with your bubblegum haired friend Mina, and Jirou, who liked to do her part by teasing you out of your shell. Maybe, you could even learn what it's like to love and be loved back.

I came back to 4,445 followers?? That's amazing.

I'm honestly so glad that many people have enjoyed my writing and the thought really helps me in regards to having my writing stolen, because at least there are people that enjoy the real thing- I'm so so happy, and seeing how many positive comments I've been getting really motivates me to get back to writing again. Thank you guys so much.

Okay update: some of you may have thought that my work had been deleted or taken down but as it turns out the links were just wonk- everything should be okay now! I may have a couple more links to fix but for now most of them are working, including the masterlist one and the kinktober ones <33

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Bakugo x reader who doesnt communicate alot?

LIKE LIKE when class 1A is out on a mall and the reader just follows them around while playing videogames but isnt addicted to it much?? They just place their phone down whenever someones talking to them but when theyre not doing anything theyre just chill?

Sorry this is so late shawdy! I took a ten day break from writing requests but hopefully I'll be writing them more regularly again from now :)

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 <3

𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐱 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 - 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐊𝐞𝐲

It always annoyed Katsuki that you just couldn't seem to tell him things. He always picks on you for it, whether he's your boyfriend or not. It's his way of telling you that he worries about you. After all, if you never tell him anything, then how is he supposed to help you?

He worries that you're going to slip away from him - that, if he doesn't pay enough attention, you might get away and he'll go back to being alone again. It's not like he would ever tell anyone this though, he'd much sooner die.

Though he does find it kind of adorable that you just follow him around like a lost puppy sometimes. Sure, it's annoying as fuck, but also very cute. The first time you really started hanging out with him, of course meaning that you just started following him around out of nowhere, he had looked back at you, ready to yell at you and scare you away until he saw you and immediately bit his tongue. You were so adorable, that an actual blush appeared on his cheeks.

After that, he just let you tail him like another one of the squad as Mina and Denki babbled on about how you "passed the initiation" or some shit. Denki was being an idiot muttering about how you were the "chosen one", but thinking back on it he may have had a point.

It's during a trip to the mall that you really started to worry him, though. The lack of communication between the two of you was always annoying, but it had never posed an actual problem. That is, until then.

You had been feeling awefully queasy, and you looked it too, but you hadn't told anyone, so it was left alone. You were just playing subway surfers on a bench in the middle of the mall with Mina while your boyfriend went to get some food from a nearby stall. All was going well, until you started to feel even worse all of a sudden, and had to rush to the bathroom.

When Katsuki had come back to see the squad confused and worried, and his girlfriend missing, he practically bit their heads off as they told him what had happened. So his girlfriend was sick and noone went after her? Not on his fuckin' watch!

Kirishima had to hold him back in fear that he'd run into the girls bathroom to find you, where he was sure you had went, along with Mina who had followed after you.

When you finally came out, looking a little worse for wear after Mina just had to hold your hair back, it was your turn to get your head bitten off. "Are you some kind of idiot!? Next time you feel sick, tell me! I-... I'll help you... Not raccoon eyes!"

Was he?? Jealous???

He might be a little envious that the first person to rush to your aid was in fact not him, and he beats himself up for it to this day, despite what a minor incident it was.

After that, you find him being a little clingier, and sitting closer to you at lunch breaks. He even checks in with you every now and again to ask if you're feeling alright, and it's so sweet that such a tough guy cares so much about you.

Every time you talk you put your phone face down on the bed, which is something very small that he appreciates, since he absolutely despises being anything but the primary focus of your attention when he's talking. It's sort of like a kid asking for his mom's attention, and you find it very endearing.

No matter how little you talk or how quiet you might be sometimes, he knows every in and out of your mannerisms, and communicates with you without you needing to talk so much, and the devotion makes your heart clench a little.

One time he had a peek at what had kept you so damn busy on that phone of yours, and saw your game, subway surfers. It was just something you used to pass the time but you had gotten quite far, and the one time he stubbornly made you let him try, he didn't even get a quarter of your high score. He spent the whole night brooding.