priya!

tw: teacher x student (both teacher and student are over 18)

cw: fem reader, praise, pet names (sweetheart, pretty, good girl), slight degradation (reader gets called a brat), groping, fingering, reader is wearing a skirt, reader says “sir” a lot im sorry, mentions of cigs??

“w-wait! what if somebody sees?” you cried out, hands reaching for something to stabilize yourself with as you were being manhandled onto a long, shiny desk. “i don’t wanna get in trouble! plea-!”

it was gross. the man behind you, grabbing at your arms, thick thigh of muscle pressed against your panties; was your teacher. is your teacher. you’ve been mouthy in class lately. getting on your phone and answering his questions with a smartass response. oh, and don’t think he didn’t notice that smirk of pride after you got the reaction you wanted. all while twirling your hair and popping pink bubblegum gum you know you aren’t supposed to have.

so yeah. that’s what got you in his office, a tiny box in his classroom where he keeps most of his personal belongings. he would just fuck you in the classroom, but the janitor was walking around the school since it was after hours.

“you think i give a damn? you need to be punished, brat.” he flipped up your skirt and caressed your ass in his palm, watching the fat mold between his fingers. “plus you know the word. if you truly want me to stop, you know what you need to say.”

“what’s even gotten into you? you typically don’t give me trouble.” his bare cock is already pressed against your panties. you shivered as his large hand slides to your neck, using it to pull you up so your back was touching his chest. he growls in your ear, left hand in your panties, teasing your clit. “it’s probably because of those group of boys you’ve been talking to lately. got you rolling your skirts and talking back, huh? i could probably find cigarettes in your bag if i checked, yeah?”

your pussy clenched around nothing at his words. swallowing hard, you had to get a thought in.

“a-and why w-would that concern you?” you asked. suddenly, two fingers thrusted into your hole; which made you gasp aloud. “fuck sir!”

“because you aren’t like that, y/n. you’re my sweet, good, kind girl. not some rebellious poser.” he smirked against your neck, mercilessly finger fucking your sloppy cunt.

you couldn’t contain the giggle that slipped between your lips. “you shouldn’t talk about your students like that.”

he rolled his eyes before kissing a spot behind your ear and taking out his thick cock, giving it a few pumps. you jumped slightly when he playfully rubbed the tip across your needy cunt. you turned to look at him and pout. “please, sir?”

he wanted to laugh. you, getting punished, asking him to fuck you? humorous. he let it slide by this one time.

“ah, look who’s asking so politely. there’s my good girl. welcome back, sweetheart.” he pushes in slowly and as gently as possible, kissing your cheek to make you blush and distract you from any discomfort. “that’s it- take it all. let me in. relax for me, pretty.”

your instructor seemed to forget that this was supposed to be a punishment. only good girls get praised, right? maybe that- or maybe you’re just a bit spoiled. anything for his students, though.

k. bakugou x afab! reader

cw: domish!reader??, oral (f receiving), fingering, pain/discomfort while being fingered, degradation, teasing, mommy kink, kinda mean!reader, mdni!

18+ only! all characters are aged up to 18!

“you love to eat pussy don’t you, katsuki? don’t you?”

you are irrefutable. yeah, irrefutable. you knew how to get your way. you knew little tricks and flips to get to the goal you desired. your fingers were like ropes that always catch him in the end. it was impossible to escape your tight cunt, always pullin him back in.

the blonde’s pretty vermilion eyes rolled to the back of his head as he ate you out intensely. his tongue worked fast against your clit. his lips were wrapped securely around your pretty clit and two fingers pumped deep inside your sloppy hole. it was almost pathetic- katsuki would do anything to please you.

“that mouth is all mine, huh? wanna be my toy?” you asked him, sneering down at him from above. his face got hella red and you aren’t sure whether it’s from anger or embarrassment. you really didn’t care, either. this orgasm is about you. you chuckled at his frustrated expression as if you were laughing at his face. which you were. “what, why the long face for mommy?”

your hips grinded into his face more. “you fucking love mommy’s pussy, don’t you? gonna use this mouth all fucking night-!” katsuki’s eyes teared up now from the abuse. he loved it.

minors do not interact. 18+ only.

porn!ah where iida, bakugou, midoriya, kirishima, shouto, sero, and denki are in a group and post videos of them fucking you and each other.

cw: dom!bakugou, dom!kirishima, dom!sero, dom!midoriya, dom!todoroki, sub!powerbottom!kaminari, oral (fem and male receiving), gangbang/group sex, rough sex, soft sex, praise, weed, size kink, public sex, mentions of mommy kink, overstimulation, squirting, sex work, cross dressing, cum eating

all characters are aged up to 18+.

the head of the group is tenya iida. he doesn’t actually fuck you. he’s more there to make sure his boys and his princess are safe and mentally stable and getting tested on the regular. he stops in once in awhile (yes, he does make appointments. he learned his lesson from waltzing in whenever he wanted). he cleans up the place and notes any needs to the house. he’s very attentive and reliable. love iida.

katsuki bakugou is the ‘rough n tough’ one. he’s so not gentle with any of you. his jagged fingers gripping the hair closest to your scalp. his hips are keeping a fast pace, fingers digging deep in your hips. the blonde loves to shove faces into pillows/mattresses/blankets. if he’s fucking you in missionary, you already know his hand is either in your hair to yank and hold your head up; making you watch his huge, pale cock make your pretty pussy gush or his hand is around your neck, closing off your airway which also makes your pussy squirt all over him. either way it’s a win-win for him. he’ll fuck you however he needs you.

shouto todoroki is a soft man. he’s not really into sticking his dick anywhere. therefore he’s mostly in the background or the one filming. for example, let’s say you were spread on the couch with katsuki destroying you in between your legs. todoroki would be behind the couch, crouching at your level, and whispering the filthiest things into your ear to encourage an orgasm from you. his voice is his specialty. sometimes he’ll even post videos of him masturbating and literally just talking. fans love it every time and it’s what todoroki’s comfortable with.

izuku midoriya is a soft boy. he loves sitting you in his lap, slowly fingering your holes and eventually increasing his speed to the point your shaking. there’s lots of kissing in scenes with him. he adores your chest. always groping and sucking on every inch of your body. not to mention, this curly haired cutie almost always eats you out. sometimes all he wants to do is tongue fuck your tiny cunt with his skilled tongue. he loves doing videos where his lips are wrapped around your clit and two girthy fingers of his are sliding in and out of you, legs pinned to your ears. he’s so soft and sweet with you. especially after a certain blonde gets done with you, he’ll kiss you on your back and make you feel all better. he’d even eat an ice cube before hand.

eijoru kirishima is a mix between soft and rough. his words and sounds are so sweet but his cock and hands are so mean to your body. you’re always blabbering about how “s’ too much!” and “can’t take it!” and “s-so big!” yeah. he teases you all the time about how big his cock is. this redhead loves how much impact he has on you. you’re so cute and needy and desperate. he could just cum buckets with you clawing him like that. one of his biggest kinks is markings, after all. it doesn’t matter if the marks are on him or on you, it makes him feel powerful either way.

denki kaminari is a good boy. more on the submissive side, he’s either sitting between your legs or letting you ride him, or getting plowed or blown by some other guy. he likes dressing up in skirts and makeup. thigh highs and lace socks are quite popular with him as well. whenever he’s inside you he’s begging to fill you up all nice n pretty so he could drop down and eat his own cum as it drips from your hole. denki loses all control when it comes to your pussy- he can’t help it. it’s so pretty and cute and sensitive and he just wants to play with it for hours. he loves to pin your knees to your shoulders and just kiss your thighs, legs, and that cunt. this boy also loves to suck on your tits while he’s getting his hole stretched out. it’s comforting. might even call you “mommy.”

cw: drugs (weed), flirty! kiri, pet names (sweetheart, pretty), protective! kiri, less headcanon-y more one shot-y, kissies <3

mdni. all characters are aged up!

kirishima

⌫ moving into a vip apartment area is one of kirishima’s proudest accomplishments.

⌫ you heard the rumor that a pro hero was moving nearby. of course, you didn’t know who it was. and this was all considered gossip, so you decided to leave it alone.

⌫ you and your bestie who lived below you were out by the pool side sharing a blunt back and forth. just talking about life, theories, the latest gossip; and that’s when the topic of the new pro hero moving in.

⌫ “who do you think it is?” you’d ask as you tapped the blunt against the ashtray and passed it on. bsf/n would raise an eyebrow at you, taking it from you hesitantly.

⌫ “girl, he moved in next door to you like a week ago. where have you been?” she blew out smoke and handed the blunt back to you just when you both heard a door slam from your level. “oh shit, speaking of the devil.”

⌫ kirishima saw the both of you and waved. he cupped his mouth and screamed, “hey! mind if i join you two?”

⌫ bsf/n waved him over and within a minute he was standing over you both, cringing. he hadn’t even noticed the blunt between your fingers, but he definitely smelt it. he peered down at you both, shaking his head.

⌫ “i don’t think pot is legal here, sweetheart.” he pointed down at your hand. you chuckled and sheepishly offered it to him, but he dismissed your offer with the wave of his hand.

⌫ he thought you were the most adorable when you gazed up at him with those pretty doe eyes of yours, all glossy and red and blinking innocently. “you aren’t gonna arrest us, are you?”

⌫ “oh i could sweetheart, i absolutely have that power. but i think i’m gonna let you and your friend go. just. this. time.” even though his voice is stern and sharp his smirk is all playful teasing. he sits down next to you, sticking his feet in the water.

⌫ “oh shit, bitch i gotta go. it’s- you know who.” bsf/n ends up hopping out of the pool and running to a car that pulls up and leaving you with the red head.

⌫ “i’m guessing you guys are close?” kirishima asks. you snort.

⌫ “close? that’s been my sister since- like- ever.” you relight the blunt, and kirishima smirks.

⌫ “mm. i see. both got into *that* together im assuming as well?” the question took you a few minutes to realize he was gesturing to the smoke flowing from your mouth into perfect circles.

⌫ you smirked at him. “so many questions, eh? maybe kiss me and find out.” he chuckled at your flirty wink. to your surprise, kirishima curled his finger in a “come here” motion at you. “oh?”

⌫ “you said i gotta kiss you to find out. i’ll even tell you somethin’ about me, yeah?” his pretty boy grin is what gets you. he’s hot, and his voice is perfectly mixed with man and the nice frat boy from college. you swam in between his legs, hands on his thighs, pretty red eyes praising his existence.

⌫ alright. basically y’all kissed and you told him most of your childhood and he told you about high school and his hot best friend bakugou.

⌫ time skip to tomorrow morning.

⌫ kirishima wakes up early to jog. he absolutely hates it every single morning but he is a pro hero and not only will a morning jog keep him in shape but it will also keep him motivated. in his eyes- if he can get through a morning jog then he can get through whatever bullshit is thrown at him today.

⌫ he doesn’t even smell anything when he walks outside. he does see you walk out of your house kind of in slow motion. he recognizes that pretty stoned face of yours. after all; it took every bone in his body not to take you right there in the pool last night.

⌫ “hey pretty.” “huh- oh shit- fuck- damn. hey kiri.”

⌫ “how- y/n. are you…?” his voice trails off and you’re nervous now. you’re even more nervous when he eyes your keys gripped in your hand. he laughs but it’s that “oh hell no” laugh. “you aren’t thinking about driving like this were you?”

⌫ “like what? oh, no. i’m completely sober. i’m fine. pinkie swear.”

⌫ you almost had him convinced but then you stumbled and had to stand against the wall for a second.

⌫ he immediately ran to your aid and couldn’t help but to laugh at your goofy looking smile.

⌫ “i tell you what, if you go back in your apartment, eat something and drink water, i’ll give you another kiss when i get back. deal?”

⌫ it’s humorous how quickly you perked up and nodded, fumbling with your keys to get back into your kitchen as soon as possible.

⌫ “why can’t i just come with you?”

⌫ “because i’m not trying to carry you while i run. although i should make you run. as punishment.”

⌫ bottom line, kirishima doesn’t care that you smoke. he’s worried that you’ll (a) get arrested or (b) do something stupid while stoned and hurt yourself. that’s why he’s limit you to only the apartments and pool, and even then he’s checking on you.

minors & ageless blogs dni!

pairing: izuku midoriya x gn! reader

warnings: established relationships, ooc midoriya, suggestive themes, pet names (puppy, darling), slight angst, reader gets called a slut once, dom/sub topics.

all characters are aged up!

teasing izuku during an important gala event wasn’t the best of your options…

“you think you’re so fuckin clever, don’t you?” his voice was heavy as he cornered you. “oh. you don’t wanna act tough now?”

“m-midoriya-“ you whimpered, hoping the submission in your voice would drive him off. it didn’t. the green haired man only chuckled now, grabbing your wrists and pinning them together above you. his other hand clasped against your quivering lips. “mmph-!”

“you were teasing me all night. how could you? dance with other heroes in this dress, nonetheless. giving me your best ‘fuck me eyes’ while rubbing shoulders with the others, yeah?”

his grip was painful but it didn’t matter. you were sure he was going to do way more. he’s eyes weren’t big and bright anymore in this very moment. they weren’t dull, either. they held something else- a fire- and maybe that’s what’s so scary (and sexy) about this situation. his eyes narrowed as he forced pressure onto your mouth.

“well, slut?” he asked. you weren’t entirely sure how to speak with his hand over your mouth, but you were willing to try. you tapped on his arm twice and he angrily let you talk while keeping your hands restricted. “talk. why be a brat now? here?”

“you…you stop giving me attention. i guess if i started acting out you’d notice me. i’m sorry. i guess i’m not really ready for all this.” you sheepishly admitted. midoriya’s eyes softened but still held a power you wouldn’t threaten to dare. his hand finally let off your wrists, gently rubbing them. “i understand if you want a submissive. i’m just not the right person.”

midoriya sighed. “puppy. i’m sorry. i kind of forced you into this whole thing. i guess we still have a lot to learn together.” he gently gripped your hands, letting them hang connected. “i don’t want this to be the last of us. i want to continue to grow with you.”

you couldn’t help but smile at the genuine apology. squeezing his hands and pulling him in for a sweet kiss. his hands wrapped around your waist and yours around his neck.

“thank you. and i accept your apology. instead of acting out i’ll try talking to you first.”

“but fixing your little attitude is a part of the fun, darling.”

“little?” you raised an eyebrow and fixed the collar on his shirt along with his tie. even at twenty- something the boy never bothered to learn how to knot it correctly.

midoriya chuckled again, pulling you to his body. “shall we go, sweetheart?”

cw: drugs (weed), crack/humor (not the drug), sarcastic pet names (sweetheart, sweet cheeks), 18+ MDNI

characters are aged up!

bakugou

⌫ you’re a fresh college graduate who moved to an expensive apartment complex, which happens to be the same one pro hero rookie Dynamight moves into. you got the money from your job, a producer.

⌫ you also happen to smoke pot. like a lot of pot.

⌫ katsuki could tell as soon as he walked up the stairs to the door of his apartment, the smell was instant and strong.

⌫ obviously there’s a dumbass living inside or there are no authority around. well, he was right about both of those thoughts.

⌫ anyways, he shrugged it off the first time. but he got real sick n tired of it when he got woken up at six am sharp by that “awful stench.” so he decided to get up and follow his nose. it didn’t take him far, cause he found his culprit right next door. your door.

⌫ he didn’t even have to put on his costume for anyone to recognize the blonde- but to scare the living fuck outta ya, he was going to wait til he came home from patrol.

⌫ how does he know you were gonna be high? lucky guess.

⌫ so katsuki’s excited to go home. not because he can catch a break from idiots he works with but because of you.

⌫ this man doesn’t even park in his spot. he wants to come unannounced and really interrupt your little “smoke sesh.”

⌫ he stomps up the stairs and it hits him, like always. he’s smirking when he knocks on your door. like seriously. he’s all cocky about it and invading your house waltzing around like some disney villain.

⌫ nah, but he is leaning his forearm on your wall while his other hand is on his hip. looking down at you with a sexy smirk, he goes, “hey sweetheart. i’m getting a smell complaint from your neighbors. mind stepping out here, sweet cheeks?”

⌫ oh it’s good. his voice is so good. the door is only 1/3rd way opened and you’re absolutely plastered. you’re astonished, your expression is a mix of shock and a guilty grin. your eyes are almost glued together as you awkwardly clear your throat and stand up straight, opening the door and slightly slamming it behind you when you step out.

⌫ what’s sexy is he knows everything that’s racing through your pretty little brain right now. the way you stiffly step out, anxiously stand there, and if you were truly sober, you wouldn’t be trying to hold in some laughter through it all. he walks around you, taking a mental picture of your cute figure. he doesn’t need to take a whiff, and clearly, he doesn’t need to explain himself any further for his presence.

⌫ “um. sir-“ “have you been smoking weed?”

⌫ he tsk his tongue when you suddenly stand straighter and look away from him. he bends down to meet his face to yours. he’s studying your eyes. it’s obvious, and he could totally arrest you, but now that he’s looking at you; deciding if this angel could learn their lesson, he thinks he’s just gonna scare you sober.

⌫ “no sir. i would never, s-sir-” you busy out laughing. oh great. now you’re on the floor and pro hero bakugou is standing over the neighborhood plug.

⌫ you can’t help it! he just looks so serious and everything he’s saying sounds like it should be in a horror movie. like some police in horror movies. now he’s chuckling but quickly fixing his face to help you off the floor. he’s taking you onto your couch and locking your door behind him.

⌫ he decides to leave a basket of air fresheners and spray cans with a passive aggressive note.

⌫ you don’t listen. but you never do.

18+ (all characters are 18+)

cw. praise, overstimulation, pet names (princess, precious), car sex, oral sex (fem receiving), fingering.

drabble featuring horny kirishima <3

“come on, princess. i know you got one more in there. just need you to relax for me. can you do that, precious?”

you were sitting in his car, on his lap, one leg behind his head and the other one sitting on the dashboard. thank god you chose to wear a skirt today, this position was awkward enough. kiri was not letting you up anytime soon.

your legs shook so hard it hurt. and while your cunt kept clenching tightly around his three fingers, you honestly felt nothing but pressure from his sweet abuse. with that you put your head on his cool window, groaning, “e-ejioru! i can’t, please!”

kiri was getting quite frustrated that you think he couldn’t make you cum again. he pulled out three sticky fingers to grab your chin with to make you look at him. “pretty girl. i know you can cum again. if you just let me touch you. do you need my tongue? is that it?”

he didn’t give you time to respond because he was already moving his seat back and down. you knew the drill; and you weren’t about to argue with him. moving into the passenger seat so kirishima could get himself into the back and allow you room to sit in the drivers seat and spread. because his car was one of those fancy black and red ones, it surprisingly gave him lots of room to kneel in front you.

his eyes met yours as he caressed your thigh. “god, such a pretty little princess. trying to keep this away from me.” his tongue flattened licked straight through your sore folds. you ran a hand in his red hair when he sweetly kissed your clit. his lips wrapped around the little button and he sucked. oh, and he sucked hard.

it was enough shock to make you lunge forward, slipping out the sexiest moan this man has ever drawn from you. liking what he heard, he continued.

tw. anal

having anal sex with katsuki is always a doozy. he’s so gross with it, too. it doesn’t matter if you’re standing or laying down- he’ll find a way to dig his face between your cheeks anyways.

his rough, callused hands aren’t nice to you. he’ll spread your ass open in a demanding manner, spit on your tight little hole before slicking big, fat, flat stripes onto it. this man wants to get inside of you with his tongue, fingers, and eventually that large cock of his.

once he’s lubricated your ass with his spit, he pokes and pushes a finger in, let you get used to it, spit some more, squeezing your ass in a way to ask if you were ready, then he’ll push another finger in the tight space. it’s a nice fit. the tightness of your ass only makes him groan.

katsuki is an impatient man. even with his lover who’s about to take it up the ass.

katsuki would lay you upside down against the couch so your knees really touched your shoulders and he could stand over you. his cock looks huge and so fucking thick from this angle.

his tip slides in, but it’s all downhill from there.

he keeps pushing, one hand is used to guide his shaft and the other to keep you spread. the whole time he’s spitting absolute filth.

“good fuckin girl. that’s it, take it all. i bet you feel so fuckin full right now, don’t you? lettin me ruin this little ass, eh?”

you can only nod and blink up at him with pretty teary eyes.

the second he’s balls deep and you’re at least a little comfortable, he’s pounding away. katsuki doesn’t take his eyes off you at all. how could he when the cutest lil thing is under him, taking everything he’s got. your sounds don’t make it better. high pitched and broken “ah, ah, fuck!” and little squeals and giggles of straight euphoria.

he thinks you are the most adorable in this state, especially when you reach a hand between your legs and touch yourself. the stimulation is 10x but he won’t let you back out. no, pretty angel, he’s gonna make you make yourself cum all over.

cw: oral (f receiving), threesome

all characters are at least 18+

imagine being slumped against shouto todoroki’s chest, legs spread, jaw dropped. katsuki bakugou’s tongue is working expeditiously on your overstimulated pussy.

oh, it’s so fucking good. two fingers curl and pump in and out of your hole while his lips and tongue make magic to your clit. your own juices leak to your untouched asshole, trigging your body to shake with need. it was cold and slimy; absolutely disgusting how messy it was.

todoroki wiped your cheek affectionately. he coo’d at you when you teared up from the stimulation down below.

“awe, pretty, don’t cry. bakugou doesn’t mean to make you cry,” he’d say. his voice would drop at random times. “unless, of course, those are tears of joy from the feeling of being fucked so well.”

todoroki would chuckle at your body’s reaction from the attention, gently grabbing your chin to make you look up at him. his soft smile is charming. you want to say something, kiss him, just something but the feeling of Bakugou’s teeth biting into the fat of your thigh makes you jump.

“i’m working my ass off to make you cum nd you’re just ignoring me, hah?” he sneered.

“n-no! please continue, i’m almost close. i swear.” you replied sheepishly. todoroki rolled his eyes.

“it’s not all about making you cum for us, love. we want to make you feel good from point a to point b. yes, we want- need you finish but we don’t want you to rush the experience. we love watching you squirm and whine for us both. unless bakugou’s tired, that is.” todoroki made sure to raise an eyebrow at the blonde.

“like hell i am!” bakugou’s hand came up to your face. “keep your eyes on me, princess.” he sunk back down between your thighs, pushing your legs up to your chest to get a deeper angle. “i love theses holes. so fucking good..”

cw oral

thinkin about pro hero! kiri who sees you sitting outside of a restaurant next to a dumpster. you look a mess, especially with the mascara decorating your face and neck.

he stops to ask you what’s up, and surprisingly you lay your head on his upper arm and explain how your date has been shitty all night and you finally broke down. kirishima feels awful and desperate to see a smile on your face.

he offers to take you home which you meekly accept. if you try to protest, he’ll simply put on that boyish grin and tell you that “it’s all part of the job.” he calls you princess at least twelve times tonight.

you felt safe and secure with him. so much that you give him a peck on the cheek to thank him, only to freak out because you didn’t ask. kirishima notices the tears forming in your eyes as you try to explain yourself. he takes an unconscious step closer and kisses you right on the lips and pushes your body into your house, where he’ll strip off your dress and show you how much worth you really have.

characters are aged up :)

-.Ejioru Kirishima hates his name.

even though it is his legal name, ejioru kirishima hates hearing it come out of your mouth.

you can visually see him tense up and his lips pursed while his large fingers curl into a fist. it isn’t unusual for pet names to be thrown around between you two- and his little “pet names only” rule is the reason why.

even when you’re fuming at him. you can walk into your shared home, slam the door as hard as you need, aggressively pitch your keys and purse onto the island in your kitchen. but you may not call him ejioru kirishima. oh, especially not by his last name. YOUR last name.

red riot would be so quick to get off the couch to stomp over to you. he’d grab you by the chin to pull you extra close so you can hear him.

“excuse me?” he said. it wasn’t a question but you didn’t back down.

“you fucking heard me, ejioru kirishima.” you put an emphasis on the “ma” in his last name. your fire gave him a boner. it didn’t even matter why you were upset at him now.

“oh ho. pretty girl is feelin brave today, yeah?” his grip tightens. “i’ll show you fucking brave since you wanna be a brat. what i even do, huh?”