| rough kiss |

fandom; bnha

character; kirishima eijirô x chubby!reader

request― hey! i’m so excited for your blog! i have this concept where kirishima can’t stop lewding his lovely chubby step sister , like he’s always wanted a sister and the guilt eats him but he can’t stop jerking himself against her plump ass when she’s asleep.

author’s note― now this is a  c o n c e p t  i can fully get on board, love me some conflicted pervert big brother kirishima.

ps; had to reupload this cause it wasn’t showing in the tags, but now it is, so if you’d like and reblog ths one instead please >_<

warnings; incest, non-con, vagina owner reader

Kirishima is just the best nii-san, it doesn’t matter that you’re barely a few months younger than him or that you’re about to finish high school; he helps you with your homework, goes with you to do errands and carries the heavy stuff and makes time to watch a movie with you every weekend. Sure, sometimes his hands linger too long on the soft squishy flesh of your chubby thighs when he is sitting next to you by your desk explaining you how to solve the exercise that has you furrowing your browns in distress.

And yeah, sometimes he makes some comments that are kinda out of place like when you are shopping together and he notices you eyeing someone “My lovely sis can’t get a crush on anyone… I’m the only man in your heart, right “Y/N-chan?”

You tell him that you are heavy, that he doesn’t need to make you sit on his lap as you watch Mulan for the 99th time but he firmly smashes you into his lap by firmly dipping his fingers into your wide hips, you feel awkard and ashamed, you really don’t want to hurt him but he really doesn’t seem to mind seeing as he  spends the entire time with his arms surrounding you by the plushness of your waist his hands pinching on your tummy every now and then only to snicker at the whimpers of surprise you emit every time he does it. He chuckles at you and tells you you’re so cute, too cute and that you have to promise to watch out for creepy boys.

You reassure him that you can take care of yourself and yet when you feel the hardness prodding against your ass you don’t move, you don’t want to make your brother feel bad even when you can feel the outline of his cock rubbing against you, you know boys can get hard so easily even if they are not really horny so you try to lift yourself from his lap quietly, but one tug from your brother is enough warning to not move.

Kirishima waits till you’re finally sound sleep, back against his chest and head turned sideways, small breaths making your chest rise and fall in a peaceful cadence to re accommodate himself, he lifts you up just enough to make sure the outline of your pussy is rubbing against his angry erection, he holds you by the waist, fingers digging into your waist as he humps against you, erratic thrusts, just anything to make his wanton end. He is the worst brother in the world, he can feel his love for you grow bigger with every day, you deserve a better brother, someone who doesn’t think what it would be like to have your pretty lips wrapped around his cock.

You whimper in your sleep and his cock splutters white capitulation into the inside of his sweats, he can feel the stickiness of his emission sticking to his skin and, oh  how he wishes it would be your lovely tits the ones covered in his warm sperm, he bets you’ll look lovely, just perfect.

You move in your sleep, ass pressing against his softening cock and he can’t help the low groan that comes from his lips nor one of his hands coming to press against the warmness of your core, those shorts you’re wearing barely cover your ass and the thin fabric barely does anything to cover your mound, he can actually see a peak of your cute panties through the clothing piece and it’s just oh so tempting…

He shouldn’t, he knows he shouldn’t push his luck and risk waking you up but the outline of your pussy is pressing tightly against the thin fabric of your shorts and the image of your naked legs spread wide open feel like an invtation he just can’t deny. He can feel his cock coming back to life again and he tells himself that he only needs to touch you a little bit, just a little bit will be enough, the warmth of your clothed cunny sending shivers through his spine when he presses his palm against it.

His free hand hurries to pump his cock as he does his best to stop himself from slipping his fingers into your pussy, he has to settle for slightly rubbing between your folds. He imagines what it would be like if you woke up right now, would you be disgusted or would you urge him to fuck you with his fingers? The idea alone is enough to make him come once again, this time into his own fingers.

You stirr a little and a low moan utters from your lips, soft tights clamping his hand in place.

warnings― dubcon, dirty talk, vagina owner reader.

mara speaks― a lovely anon requested this & the concept was too good to ignore, i’ve saved the sweet message they sent me with it and it makes me smile everytime I check it again. 

[ remember that feedback keeps writer motivated ;D ]

― The first time it happens is accidental, he’s just too caught up in the moment to pull out before he comes and he’s genuinely sorry about it. You can feel the warmness of his capitulation swelling your insides and he pulls out after finally coming from his high, the stickiness of his emission comes running down your inner thighs.

― And Shinso is … mesmerized. Knowing that you’re so full of him ignites something inside his brain and he can’t help but want to see you like that again. He only has to convince you to let him do it again, or maybe he can just get away with it again…

― This time he’ll pull out in time or so he promises, he tells you to please let him do it without a condom and he definitely will pull out again. He gives that reassuring look that warms your heart and honestly you’re too desperate to feel his member go into your slick channel that you nod hesitantly for a second before sighing in relief as you feel him stretch your walls around his thick hardness.

― His lips are latching onto your neck and his hands are clutching into the soft skin of your tights, your legs spread open as he sets a brutal pace that has you clinging to his arms. You look so good like this, and with every thrust into your sex he can feel himself getting closer and closer and he can’t help but think how pretty you’d look like that other time.

― You’d like to say that you’re completely mad at him, but there’s something about being so full of his come and the feeling of it warmly coming out of your hole. Maybe you’re starting to lose it, maybe you’re just too in love with Shinso to care.

― “It suits you.” he mutters, the side of his face resting against the supple flesh of your leg, his face closely observing your convulsing pussy pushing some of his sperm outside. You feel so exposed and debauched that when Shinso puts his fingers inside you to keep it from leaking out you can only manage to quietly whimper.

You try to yank away the firm hold of your wrists around his hands, you’re sitting over his lap and can feel the slap of his balls against your wet core  as he pulls you down onto his hardness, your walls are clenching cause his head is hitting you just in the right place and you’re beginning to see white.

Your hardened nipples rub against his own bare torso and you can feel him getting close inside of you. “Please, Shinso, please, don’t…”

He muffles your whines with a rough, sloppy kiss and then you feel the pad of his thumb pressing against your engorged clit. You mewl and shake in his hold but you can’t help the hot spasms running through your body, your walls clench around his cock and you can feel how you’re sucking every drop of his warm capitulation with the strength of your orgasm.

“I think you didn’t really want me to pull out Y/N-chan, look how you milked me dry”. His voice is coming in an almost sore tone, eyes fogged with pleasure, sweat running down his neck as you continue to convulse against him. “I think you like knowing that you’re full of me”.

rkgk 01.30

*gently takes the Sero SIMP permission slip from you* 👁👄👁

You know not the power you have given me dear Nonny.

Words: 1100 because I don’t own any self control.

- Hanta is a stoner. He knows how to roll a perfect joint and nothing makes him happier than having you in his arms while he is high.

- He doesn’t like scary movies, he prefers comedies and animated movies but will watch horror with you if it makes you happy, just hold him please, his vibes get thrown off when he is scared.

- All his clothing, minus his football (soccer) jerseys are all either 100% cotton, denim, flax, linen, hemp, silk, wool or camel hair. All of his clothing is soft and durable, and very questionable looking but he manages to pull it off extremely well.

- He knows how to dance really well. However he pretends to dance poorly. cha-cha, bachata, salsa, tango, fox trot, paso doble, rumba, samba, he knows them all but still Tio dances with his one hand on his abs and one in the air at every chance he gets. Especially if it makes you smile.

- My Hanta IS Argentinian. He will say what he means in Spanish and then correct himself to English/Japanese. When he’s speaking to himself he mumbles in Spanish and goes out of his way to tease you in the foreign language. He has dozens of soft nicknames for you and refuses to tell you what they mean so you are left googling.

- Hanta is self conscious. Self conscious about his looks, self conscious about his elbows. Self conscious about his intelligence... He really doesn’t think he is good enough for you and damn does it eat at him sometimes. Pay him some genuine compliments. He needs them.

- Speaking of compliments, Hanta has three settings. Teasing goofball troll, Serious Hero intent on saving everyone, and romantic devil. The tone of the compliments falling from man’s mouth so often that it’s natural for you now. “My, my, what round, soft, perky, voluptuous, gravity-defying ear lobes you have.” “I appreciate the way you challenge me.” “Mi Amor, I never knew what it meant to be a man until I met you.”

- He’s literally the best to cuddle in the bakusquad hands down. He prefers being the big spoon and holding you tight and close. He lives for the idea that you can fall asleep in his arms. I headcanon that he does Yoga so he’s able to stretch into different positions and his heart beat is insanely steady. He knows exactly where to put his huge hands and he is warm and always smells like oranges and spices. He will play with your hair and massage you of you ask. Also hammock cuddles.

- Sero can sing and play the guitar but he is shy about it and prefers to sing old Spanish bachata songs. When he’s comfortable around you he’s more than willing to sing soft sweet words while you relax in his hammock.

- His elbows are super sensitive. Specifically the little slit, and he really enjoys it when his SO plays with them. Twirl your finger around the indent in his circles, run your nail across the slit and watch him shiver and groan into your neck.

- He drinks respect women juice more than he drinks orange juice even. I headcanon Sero as Bi and very comfortable with who he is. Toxic masculinity can take a fucking seat thank you very much. He’s known to correct Denki often and actively hates Min*ta, however he was still raised as a gentleman. Those traditional habits however are for men or women. He doesn’t discriminate.

- He can cook, but he can’t bake to save the life of him and he prefers cooking healthy things. If you want the best tofu you’ve ever eaten, ask him to make his fried tofu and veggie stir fry in black bean sauce or Agedashi tofu in black pepper broth, it’ll blow your mind. The only things he can bake are zucchini muffins and banana bread.

- Hanta wears oversized clothes so often that when he puts on tight jeans and a fitted shirt for your date, all of his friends are shocked. The man swings around on tape all day... You can’t tell me he isn’t built like Michael Phelps with abs so rigged and defined you could grate cheese on them. His shoulders are huge and so are his arms. Fight me.

- Speaking of clothes, he loves seeing you in his. At any given time he’s handing you his hoodies or his shirts to wear, you just look so damn cute and the way you sniff them while you wear them makes his heart beat like crazy.

- Owns a motorcycle alongside his car and prefers to ride it to work because it’s more environmentally friendly and he can zip through traffic in an emergency. It’s a Suzuki SV650X in full black and he loves it when you wrap your arms around him and trust him to keep you safe. The first few times you rode with him he jokingly taped you to his torso. ‘Just in case’

- He’s mildly clingy. Hope you like attention because this man wants to give it. Let him do your hair for you, or paint your nails (he wants his done in black please!) massage your feet or really just hold you close. Let him love you!

- He’s also really into PDA! He won’t do anything you don’t want him to but if you are into it, he’s holding you in public, arms wrapped around you from the back, piggy pack rides and hand holding, soft kisses and a quick squeeze of your tush if he’s sure no one is looking. He’s so proud to call you his, he needs to show others that he is the lucky man that belongs to you, that you own his heart

- MATCHING. OUTFITS. This guy is huge into couple coordinated outfits. He’s not big Into social media but his camera is filled with pictures of the two of you in your outfits. His mom loves them by the way. Always joking that you are rocking the look better.

- He sends you memes and photos of flowers/a dog/something that reminded him of you throughout the day, always ending the text with “I’ll come home safe to you Mi Amor”

I genuinely believe that Hawks is straight dirt. Even more than Shigaraki. Even more than Dabi. Hell, I’d even argue that he’s probably the nastiest person in this manga. 

He’d seem so harmless, especially with that blushy face and those pouting lips. So angelic and innocent in appearance. You can’t help but relax as he eases his way into pressing his hip bones into your spread thighs. The way he bites his lip and lets out a submissive peep at the first brush of contact, his fumbling hands that don’t know where to settle, the tremble of his wings and body when you smooth your fingers down the sinewy muscles in his back; it’d be ethereal if it weren’t all an act. 

At some point that façade would drop. Instincts would kick in, testosterone would pump, and all the blood in his body would go rushing to his cock. He’d make no bones about forcing you down by the shoulders and keeping you pinned to the mattress while he--more or less--thumps his cock against you. He believes in his own hype. Calling himself the man, daddy, your hero. Asking if you like that--oh, he knows you fucking like that. You’re his little brooding duck. His. 

prompt: “of course i was jealous”

requested by: @humanitysfandomhoe​

a/n: okay, hear me out a little, this was requested ages ago, ages, it’s from the firt bacth of request i got and that i later deleted, but,but,but, this was almost finished, and it felt like a waste to leave it rot in my drafts cause I actually really liked how this was turning out, so i decided to finish it and post it, i’ve been having serious cravings for sero hanta, he’s so underrated and deserves more love, hope you don’t midn this coming so late @humanitysfandomhoe​ & that you can still enjoy this❤❤❤

Sero’s fists are clenched, dark eyes roaming over you over and over again, he knows he’s staring, and he knows you know it too, but you keep talking with Bakugō like nothing’s wrong. And that hurts, yet, it’s just another sign of how little you care about him, about how you don’t see him. He’s invisible.

And he’d like to say that he’s over you, that it doesn’t matter anymore. But the thing is, it does matter, because it’s you.

He sees you walking away from Bakugō towards the exit of the dorms, and he’s following you before he can convince himself to let you walk away. He ends up with you at the side of the building and you turn around to glare at him. 

“Stop doing that."  You spit, defiant eyes staring into his.

He steps closer, a hand running through his hair as he sighs loudly. "You don’t have to rub it in my face”.

“You don’t have any right to say anything, so stop looking at me like that." You say when you’re about to leave, then his hand grips around your wrist. Confused, you try to decipher what’s that cloud that seems to fog his eyes.

"I… just stop… don't…" 

"Stop doing what? Stop talking to Bakugō?" 

His face contorts into a grimace and you can’t help but scoff. "I don’t get what’s your problem… you…” your voice goes quieter as you say the last part. “You’re the one who rejected me, so I don’t get why…”

His grip tightens around you, and he pulls you closer, your chests colliding against each other. “I didn’t wanna reject you!” He angrily exhales through a muttered breath.

And you finally know what’s in his eyes, hurt and anger. But you’re confused, if that’s true, why would he had done what he did? 

He sighs, “Just… I know it’s selfish but, stay away from Bakugō, at least until I get over you, then you can fawn over him as much as you want.” The last part comes out in a much bitter tone, and it suddenly downs on you.

You’re still confused about lots of things, but of this you’re certain, and that only makes you angry. 

“Are you seriously getting jealous after rejecting me?” You yank your wrist from his hold, throwing your hands down in exasperation. “You really have some guts…”

“Of course I was jealous!! And the real problem here is that I don’t have the balls to date you!” He exhales loudly, hands reaching towards his face in an attempt to calm himself down.

You watch him in confusion, brows furrowed and lips tightly sealed. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know dating me required such bravery, I must be too much to bear, right? 

Sero’s eyes open wide, and when he sees you’re about to leave he yanks you by the wrist once again, but this time also reaching to cup your face in his large hand, before you can say anything he crashes his lips against yours. 

His lips are a little chapped and cold, but his kiss is soft and warming, the hand in you face runs towards the back of your head, deepening the kiss at the same time his tongue finds his way inside your mouth. It’s such a weird sensation, feeling like floating and at the same time like you’re grounded to the floor forever, to his kiss.

You part from the kiss, eyes still closed and Sero’s nose still touching your own, when you open your eyes he’s looking at you with a softened smile, but you still see reluctance in his eyes.

The two of you stay right where you are for a couple minutes, not moving, not saying anything, just staring at each other, he’s the one to break the silence, and his voice comes out in a husky tone.

“I’ve been dumped before for being boring,” he closes his eyes, a sad smile crossing his lips for a fraction of a second. “I was scared that you’d dump me too, that you’d think I wasn’t special enough or something…” He looks to the side, an embarrassment blush making his way in his face.

You stay silent for a minute, digesting what he just said, suddenly angry at this person you don’t know but that hurt Hanta like this. 

“Well, I don’t think anyone can be bored being around you, and I know for a fact that you are very special.” Sero’s eyes light up at you comment and one of his hands rises to scratch the nape of his neck, a genuine smile lighting up hi features, that amazing smile that you love so much.

“So… you still wanna date me?” He asks, a sheepish grin in his face.