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insp ; feel something by clairo

pov; you come back after a year off without talking to anyone

pairing ; GN returnstudent!reader x avoidantasfuck!katsuki

you almost don't come.

you've been gone for a year. no calls, no texts, no contact. not with ochaco, not with kirishima, not with anyone.

and definitely not with katsuki.

still, somehow, you're standing in the middle of a crowded dorm party, feeling completely detached from it all.

you've changed. your hair is shorter now, cut into soft layers. you look healthier. everyone keeps telling you that.

if only they knew.

you spent a year trying not to feel anything. trying to get over him. it didn't work.

across the room, katsuki's staring.

you catch him once.

twice. three times. each time, he looks away first.

eventually, he walks over, stopping just close enough to speak.

"you cut your hair."

you snort. "great observation."

"looks good."

you blink. "was that a compliment?"

"don't make it weird."

there it is. the quick retreat. the joke instead of the feeling.

"why'd you disappear?" he asks.

"didn't wanna talk."

"for a whole year?"

"yeah."

his jaw tightens. "that's not normal."

"neither are we."

silence.

he shifts his weight, eyes drifting over the room instead of staying on you.

you laugh quietly. "i tried really hard to get over you."

his eyes flick back. "that supposed to make me feel better?"

"no. just true."

"how'd that work out?"

"how do you think?"

a tiny smile appears, then disappears like he regrets it.

you stare at the floor. "you know... we could've been something."

he goes still. "yeah."

"something special."

"maybe."

"but i think if we'd actually tried, you would've given up."

his head snaps toward you. "what?"

"you heard me."

"that's bullshit."

"is it? every time things got real, you pulled away."

he laughs once. short. defensive.

"i pulled away because it was easier."

the honesty catches you off guard.

he looks away again, shoulders tense. "you start wanting someone too much, and suddenly they can hurt you. not interested in that."

"katsuki—"

"and before you say it, i know it's stupid."

you study him for a second. "so instead you left first."

he doesn't answer.

that's answer enough.

"i would've stayed," you say quietly.

his expression flickers. surprise, then something softer, then immediately guarded again.

"yeah," he mutters. "that's the part i didn't know how to deal with."

and for the first time all night, you understand that the distance between you wasn't because he felt too little.

im back :)

this is probably gonna make no sense if ur not living in my head but thats ok.

fic is based off : i wouldn't ask you ; clairo

pairing ; reader x katsuki

content ; idk .. depressed reader i guess bro

you wouldn't ask him to take care of you.

you wouldn't.

even now, curled up on the edge of his bed while he sat at his desk pretending not to watch you, you kept your mouth shut. the sores around your neck burned beneath your hoodie. you tugged the collar higher.

"stop doin' that."

you looked up. katsuki was staring.

"doin' what?"

"hidin'."

you laughed once. bitter. "who says i'm hiding?"

he rolled his eyes.

"you ask about my day every damn time i see you, but the second i ask about yours, you shut down."

your stomach twisted. because he was right.

he knew about your favorite movies. your coffee order. the songs you listened to when you couldn't sleep. but he didn't know the things that mattered. he didn't know how lonely you'd been lately.

he didn't know how scared you were that if he got too close, he'd realize you weren't worth staying for.

"i'm fine."

"bullshit."

silence stretched between you. you stared at the floor.

"i don't need anyone taking care of me."

his chair scraped against the floor. suddenly he was standing in front of you.

"good."

you frowned.

"what?"

"i said good." his red eyes locked onto yours. "because i'm not here to babysit you."

your breath caught.

"then why are you here?"

for a second, katsuki didn't answer.

then he reached up and tugged lightly on the chain around your neck.

the one you always wore. the one that felt a lot like a lock.

"you keep every damn person at arm's length."

you swallowed.

"and?"

"and i'm sick of watchin' you isolate yourself to death."

you looked away immediately.

because that was exactly what it felt like.

isolated. always holding something back. always keeping a door locked somewhere inside yourself.

"you don't get a key."

the words slipped out before you could stop them, making no sense.

katsuki laughed softly. he knew what you meant either way.

not mean.

not mocking.

just tired.

"yeah?"

"yeah."

he crouched in front of you.

"good thing i never asked for one."

you stared at him.

his expression softened.

"i'll wait for you to open the damn door yourself."

your chest ached.

for months you'd convinced yourself that loving someone meant becoming a burden. that eventually they'd get tired of carrying your weight.

but katsuki wasn't asking to carry you.

he was just... staying.

staying when you pushed him away.

staying when you lied and said you were fine.

staying when you gave him every reason to leave.

you felt tears gathering in your eyes.

"shit."

"don't."

"you're cryin'."

"i know."

he sighed before wiping beneath one of your eyes with his thumb.

"idiot."

you laughed through the tears.

and for a second, neither of you moved.

just you and him.

close enough to feel his warmth.

close enough to realize that maybe, somehow, he'd become the strongest thing in your life.

without him, you didn't feel very strong anymore.

the thought terrified you.

but when katsuki reached for your hand, you didn't pull away.

"we'll be alright."

you blinked.

"yeah?"

his fingers tightened around yours.

"yeah."

kinktober day 22/23 - overstimulation and teasing

in the dimly lit room, the air thick with anticipation, you watched as izuku midoriya, his usually confident demeanor replaced by a mix of desperation and desire, lay before you. his eyes, normally filled with determination, were now glazed with a desperate need for release.

"you're so close, aren't you?" you teased, your voice a low, sultry whisper. "but i want to see you beg."

izuku's breath hitched, his body trembling with the effort of holding back. "p-please," he stammered, his voice cracking. "i can't take it anymore."

you smirked, your hand moving slowly, deliberately, over his sensitive skin. "can't take what, izuku? tell me what you want."

his eyes fluttered closed, a soft moan escaping his lips. "i want to cum. please, let me cum."

you chuckled, your touch light and teasing. "not yet, my dear. we're just getting started."

with each stroke, you edged him closer, your touch precise and unrelenting. izuku's body arched, his muscles tensing as he struggled to hold back. "please," he begged, his voice a ragged whisper. "i can't… i can't take it anymore."

just as he reached the brink, you paused, your hand stilling. "not yet," you murmured, your breath hot against his ear. "i want to see you squirm."

izuku's body shuddered, his eyes filling with tears of frustration and need. "please," he sobbed, his voice broken. "i need it. i need you."

only then did you allow him the release he so desperately sought, your hand moving with a rhythm that pushed him over the edge. as he cried out, his body convulsing with the force of his orgasm, you continued to stroke him, your touch gentle yet insistent.

his sensitivity heightened, izuku's body jerked with each touch, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "too much," he cried, his voice hoarse with emotion. "it's too much."

but you didn't stop, your touch light and teasing, drawing out his pleasure until he was a trembling, sobbing mess beneath you. only then did you finally relent, your hand stilling as you leaned down to capture his lips in a passionate kiss.

izuku's body was slick with sweat, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath. you could see the mess you had made of him, his release glistening on his skin, a testament to the intensity of his pleasure.

"you're so beautiful like this," you murmured, your fingers tracing lazy patterns on his sensitive skin. "so vulnerable and needy."

izuku's eyes fluttered open, his gaze meeting yours with a mix of embarrassment and desire. "i… i can't believe i let you do that to me," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

you smirked, your touch moving lower, teasing the sensitive tip of his spent cock. "but you did," you reminded him, your voice a low purr. "and you loved every second of it."

izuku's body jerked, a soft whimper escaping his lips as you continued to tease him, drawing out his pleasure until he was a quivering, sobbing mess once more. only then did you finally allow him to rest, your body pressing against his as you held him close, your lips capturing his in a deep, passionate kiss.

as you continued to tease and torment him, you could feel his body responding, his cock twitching and hardening despite the overwhelming sensitivity. you leaned down, your breath hot against his ear. "you're so sensitive now, aren't you?" you murmured, your voice a low purr. "every touch, every stroke, it's all too much."

izuku's body jerked, a soft whimper escaping his lips as you continued to tease him, drawing out his pleasure until he was a quivering, sobbing mess once more. "please," he begged, his voice hoarse with emotion. "i can't take it anymore."

you smirked, your touch moving lower, teasing the sensitive tip of his cock. "but you will," you reminded him, your voice a low purr. "you'll take everything i give you, and you'll love every second of it."

kinktober day 21 - face fucking

this might b my favorite one yet.. also im sorry for reusing my banners BUT I CANT FIND ANY OTHER GOOD ONES

pairing ; prohero!katsuki x sidekick!reader

the cool night air nipped at your skin as you stood in the shadowy alley, your heart racing with anticipation. dynamight's strong arms wrapped around you from behind, pulling you flush against his hard body. his breath was hot on your ear as he growled,

"you know you're mine, right? no one else gets to use that pretty little face of yours."

you shivered, a mix of excitement and nervousness coursing through your veins.

"yes, dynamight," you whispered, your voice barely audible.

his hands roamed your body, rough and demanding, as he spun you around to face him. his lips crashed onto yours, hungry and possessive. you melted into him, your hands gripping his jacket for support.

dynamight's fingers tangled in your hair, tilting your head back as he trailed kisses down your neck.

"i want to see those pretty lips wrapped around my cock," he murmured, his voice low and dangerous.

"but first, i need to remind you who you belong to."

he pushed you gently against the wall, his hand moving to your chin, forcing your mouth open. you parted your lips, ready and willing. dynamight unzipped his pants, freeing his already hard cock. he didn't waste any time, pushing into your mouth with a rough thrust.

you gagged slightly, your eyes watering, but you took him deeper, wanting to please him. dynamight's hips moved in a relentless rhythm, his grip on your hair tightening as he fucked your face with abandon.

"fuck, you feel so good,"

he groaned, his voice strained. "no one else gets to have this. you're mine, understand?"

you moaned around him, the vibrations making him curse under his breath. you nodded, your hands gripping his thighs for support as he used your mouth for his pleasure.

dynamight's breathing grew ragged, his thrusts becoming more erratic.

"i'm close, baby. take it all," he grunted, his cock hitting the back of your throat.

you did, swallowing around him as he came with a roar, his body shaking with the force of his release. he pulled out slowly, his cock still semi-hard, and you licked your lips, savoring his taste.

dynamight leaned in, kissing you gently this time, his thumb brushing away a tear from your cheek.

"you're so fucking perfect," he murmured, his voice soft. "now, let's get back to patrol. and remember, you're mine. no one else gets to touch you like this."

kinktober day 20 - choking

cw; choking ofc, threats (none serious)

the pitch-black motel room was illuminated only by the faint glow of city lights creeping through the cracked curtains. tomura shigaraki, his eyes reflecting the distant neon signs, had you pinned against the wall. his strong hands gripped your throat, not too tightly, but enough to make you gasp for air. you could feel his heart racing against your chest, his breath hot on your neck.

"shh," he whispered, his voice a low growl. "you're making too much noise, love."

you tried to respond, but his grip tightened slightly, silencing you. he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your ear. "i might have to use all five fingers if you don't quiet down," he teased, his voice laced with a dangerous playfulness. "and you know what that means, right?"

you shivered, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through your veins. you knew he wouldn't actually hurt you, but the threat added an intensity to the moment that left you breathless.

tomura's other hand trailed down your body, his touch both gentle and demanding. he pulled you closer, his hips pressing against yours. you could feel his hardness, a promise of what was to come. he nipped at your earlobe, his teeth grazing your skin.

"tomura," you managed to whisper, your voice hoarse from his grip.

he chuckled, a low, dangerous sound. "that's it, say my name. but remember, quiet now, or i'll have to teach you a lesson."

with that, he released your throat, only to grip your hips and lift you up. you wrapped your legs around him, feeling his length press against your core. he thrust into you, hard and fast, his movements fueled by a primal need.

you bit your lip, trying to suppress your moans, but it was impossible. each thrust sent waves of pleasure through your body, and you found yourself gasping, your breath coming in short, sharp bursts.

tomura's grip on your hips tightened, his fingers digging into your flesh. he leaned in, his lips capturing yours in a fierce, passionate kiss. you could taste the danger on his lips, the promise of more.

as he moved inside you, his pace quickened, his breaths growing ragged. you could feel the tension building, the pressure of his body against yours pushing you closer to the edge.

"tomura," you whispered again, your voice barely audible.

he growled in response, his grip on your hips almost bruising. "i know, i know. just a little longer, love."

and with that, he thrust deeper, his body tensing as he reached his peak. you followed soon after, your body convulsing with pleasure, your mind lost in a haze of ecstasy.

as the intensity faded, tomura gently lowered you to the ground, his arms wrapping around you protectively. he kissed your forehead, his touch soft and gentle, a stark contrast to the passion that had just consumed them both.

"see? i didn't need to use all five fingers," he teased, his voice filled with warmth and affection.