Mha Texts Where Reader Reposts Like Sorta Sad Songs But It Just Turns Out As A Misunderstanding. Hope

embarrassing pictures

sending the mha boys an embarrassing picture of themselves🙀

ׂ ౨ৎ. cont. fem!reader, crack

ׂ ౨ৎ. incl. katsuki, izuku, shoto, touya, keigo, tamaki, eijiro

deepthroating a gun without breaking eye contact...... he put his entire gongyussy into that | SQUID GAME 2

+ the video because the sound he makes when he puts the gun in his mouth? [redacted]

update: he improvised that. the man really said i'll go full slut.

CONTENT WARNING .ᐟ fingering ⋆ edging to overstimulation ⋆ cunnilingus ⋆ toys (vibrator) ⋆ praising + fem!reader

WORD COUNT ᯓ 0.4k

NOTE ᝰ hehe, kinich fingers... yummy

MASTERPOST

kinich is someone who is talented in bed. and by talented, i mean, very talented. he instantly knew what you liked and how you wanted it. maybe he's just that great in reading body language. kinich isn't the type to go rough or fast–harder doesn't mean better, nor does faster.

his touch is gentle, utterly delicate, as if handling fragile glass. with fingertips lightly grazing across your skin, fingers that gradually get you to orgasm just by fucking you with them deeply. especially with how he reaches your deepest parts with utmost ease.

"that's it, hold it in." he softly whispers to you while he fucks you with his fingers, his palm making contact with your clit every now and then. your legs were already shaking from the way he had been edging you the past few minutes. the prettiest moans spilling from your agape lips only driving him crazier.

"you've been so good. do you wanna cum?" you nod instantly, "go ahead. cum around my fingers like the good girl i know you are." your walls flutter around his fingers, entire body quivering as your first orgasm finally takes over you. kinich leans down to capture your lips in a sweet kiss. he purposely prolonged it to leave you breathless the moment he pulled away.

you clung onto him, hands gripping his shirt tightly as you buried your face in his chest. "aww, you're fine, baby. it's okay..." more kisses were given to your cheek as he redirected his focus to your already swollen clit. to add to the current intensity, he reaches for the vibrator wand on the nightstand and turns it on, setting it to medium speed as he pressed it against your clit.

"can you cum some more for me? hm?" not even able to respond, you instead attempt to close your legs shut, using the last bit of strength you have to push his hand off—to which he obliges in giving you a few seconds of rest. and by a few seconds, his limit was less than five seconds.

kinich repositions himself to lay on his stomach between your legs. not wasting any time in darting his tongue out to feast on your dripping pussy. he combines his own mouth with the vibrator to intensify your pleasure even more. a vibrator to your clit while his tongue and fingers simultaneously fuck your hole. perfect.

currently thinking about bakugo “it’s not that deep” katsuki.

katsuki’s got a temper that makes him more chalant than not, but when it comes to everything else the blonde is relatively…unreactive. it’s not like he tries to be that way, he just has to be. when you’re surrounded by idiots like denki & sero on a daily basis, you eventually learn to choose your fucks & allocate them wisely.

“bakugo, class 1-B’s been hogging the hero equipment—how do we train now ?”

“it’s never that deep, tape face. just go later y’dumbass”

“bakubro, i think my situationship just blocked me—“

“literally just move on. really not that serious.”

the phrase has practically become katsuki’s signature one liner. so it’s a shock when his friends make you realize you’ve never actually heard the words from his lips.

“katsuki ? and nonchalant ? in the same sentence ? you must be joking.”

mina & sero are watching outer banks with your laptop while denki & kiri glance at each other in confusion. “you’re serious? he’s never said stuff like that to you ?”

“like ever?”

“never.” you run a brush through your hair. “though i guess i could imagine him talking to you guys that way.”

“double standards go crazy” mina mumbles. “real.”

“no, guys—all hope is not lost. it could be that y/n is really rational so he never has to say it, you feel me ?”

you scoff, but denki keeps talking, “we can test this out. just get y/n to act really dramatic and see how bakugo reacts.”

sero pauses the episode, ignoring the scowl that graces mina’s lips. “fifty bucks there really is a double standard and bakugo won’t act all nonchalant.”

“fifty bucks ? that’s half my salary!”

“not my fault you work at mcdonald’s dawg. you guys in or what ?”

kiri’s quick to strike the deal on kaminari’s behalf. denki’s about to protest when the fiery blond walks in.

“disgusting. why are you all sitting around like degenerates? not you baby.”

“what happened to ‘hello, how are you?’”

“hi ‘suki.” you purr, ignoring sero. katsuki dips his head to peck your lips, a quiet ‘hey pretty’ mumbled into your cheek.

sero snaps his fingers at the display of affection. “excuse me? in front of my obx?”

“the one you’re watching with my netflix subscription?” bakugo snaps the laptop shut and mina protests with a mouth full of popcorn. you’re about to playfully defend the duo when kirishima nudges your elbow. he cocks his head towards bakugo and you understand immediately.

“katsuki,” you tug at the hem of your boyfriend’s sleeve & look into his eyes with the most tender expression you can muster. “i’m out of lipliner.”

“okay ?”

you hear a snort and you know it’s from sero.

“there’s nothing ‘okay’ about it ‘suki. i need a new one or else i’ll literally die.”

bakugo’s brows knit in confusion. “is this your way of begging me for money?” he begins to dig at his wallet and you swat his arm away.

“beg is insane.”

“i don’t need your money.” you snap. “i need my lipliner. now”

“just order—“ “now.”

“what do you mean now? it’s almost nine pm, where the fuck are you going ?”

“nowhere. i just need it.”

“do you have a fever ?” “katsuki!”

“i need it now ‘suki,” you hug your arms around his body and place your chin on his chest. “if i don’t get it right now i’m literally gonna cry.”

your lips jut into a pout. you can tell he’s about to protest so you take his palm into your own. “it’s not that—fuck. whatever. where the hell are my keys ?”

he gently nudges you off him before grabbing the car keys off the front table, a string of grumbles leaving his lips as he sets out on the side quest regardless. he shuts the door behind him & suddenly the room buzzes back to life.

“y/n your pussy cannot be that good.”

“literally what i’m saying bro.”

“ho did you use rose quartz on him ??”

“i always knew you were a witch for real.”

“this whole interaction just piss me off.”

“i’m going home. denki and kiri, you owe me fifty bucks each.”

“EACH ?”

( bonus )

it’s nearly half an hour later & katsuki isn’t back so you’re starting to get worried. sero and the gang have already left, leaving you to deal with the growing anxiety by yourself. you finally decided to text your boyfriend only to find he’s sent you several messages already:

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Please , one where Reader and Jake wanted to take things slow by dry humping

(I might actually go crazy)

hot. I need this man so bad it’s NOT even funny do not play with me anymore.

⚠️ smut (mdni), dry humping, curse words, cumming in pants, nerd!jake x popular reader ✉️ wc. 1043

Jake’s glasses slide down the bridge of his nose again, and you watch him push them back up with a quiet sigh. His pencil moves quickly, writing numbers and formulas like he’s actually enjoying this. You, on the other hand, are five seconds from throwing your textbook out the window.

You flop back onto your bed with a groan. “Jake. I’m dying. I can feel my brain leaking out of my ears.”

He doesn’t look up. “You said you needed help with derivatives.”

“I said I needed you. Not math.”

That gets his attention. He blinks up at you, cheeks already turning pink before he even opens his mouth.

“I—uh—I mean, we haven’t gone over limits yet, and I thought maybe we could…” He trails off as you crawl off the bed and settle right into his lap, legs straddling his thighs.

“Can’t we take a break?” you murmur, resting your hands on his shoulders.

Jake goes still. His hands hover in the air like he doesn’t know what to do with them, and his eyes dart everywhere but your face. “You—um—this is… kinda a lot.”

You tilt your head. “Do you want me to move?”

“No!” he blurts, then clears his throat. “I mean—no. You’re okay. I just… you know I’m not really good at this.”

“I know,” you whisper, brushing your fingers through his hair. “And I like that about you.”

His ears turn red. “You do?”

“Mhm.” You shift slightly, and he sucks in a quiet breath. You feel the way his thighs tense beneath you, how his hands finally settle on your hips, hesitant but there. “I like how you’re always so focused. I like how you think too much. I like that you didn’t try to kiss me until I made the first move.”

He lets out a shaky laugh, eyes finally meeting yours. “You’re really not helping me focus, you know.”

“That’s kinda the point.”

He swallows hard, and you can feel the way his breath hitches when you lean in closer, noses brushing. He’s nervous—you can see it in the way his lashes flutter, the way his fingers curl slightly into your waist—but he’s not pulling away.

“Do you want to stop?” you ask softly.

He hesitates. “No. I just… can we go slow?”

You smile. “Of course.”

And when you kiss him, it’s gentler than usual. Slower. But you feel him lean into it this time, like he’s starting to want more too.

You pull back just enough to catch your breath, your fingers trailing along his jaw. His cheeks are flushed, lips swollen from your kiss, and when you look at him, his breath is shallow, eyes wide with the mix of confusion and desire that’s clearly taking over him. There’s a tension in the air, thick with anticipation, but also the weight of hesitation.

“I like being close to you like this,” you whisper, your voice barely a breath against his lips. His chest rises and falls under your touch, and you can feel how fast his heartbeat is through his shirt. Your hands drop from his face, trailing down his chest to his waist, where your fingers brush against the waistband of his jeans. His body stiffens beneath you at the contact, and you smirk, feeling the subtle shift beneath your own body.

You pull him closer, your hips pressing into his, and the instant friction between you two makes you both freeze for just a moment. It’s so slight, but the pressure is undeniable—the way his body reacts to yours. You feel him—hard, firm against your thigh, and the realization hits you like a jolt. He’s reacting to you, and even though he’s still hesitant, you can see the battle in his eyes. He’s not pulling away, and that’s enough to make you want more.

“I think we should stop,” Jake whispers, his voice trembling just slightly. “I—I’m not sure…”

But before he can finish, you grind against him—slow, deliberate, and enough to make his breath hitch. The feeling of him pressing against you makes everything inside you ignite. You throw your head back, your manicured fingers tangled in his hair as you feel the heat in your core grow. You’re not sure if it’s the way his body is reacting to you or the fact that he’s still holding back, but it makes you want to push him further, to see how much more he’ll give you.

His grip on your waist tightens immediately, his fingers digging into the soft fabric of your shirt, pulling you even closer. His head tilts back slightly, and you notice the way his chest rises faster, as if he’s trying to regain control, but it’s clear he’s losing it. The way his body tenses and the heat radiating from him—he’s not immune to this, not by a long shot. 

You can feel it—the unmistakable pressure, the hard length pressing against your hip. It’s not subtle, not when it’s this close. He’s reacting, and you can feel it against you, his body betraying the hesitance in his voice. It makes your heart race, knowing that despite everything, he’s still here, still with you.

“Jake,” you whimpered, your lips brushing against his ear as you move against him again, this time a little more firmly. You can feel him his cock twitch under you, and the sound he makes—low and almost broken—sends a rush of heat through your own body. You bite your lip, resisting the urge to moan yourself. “It’s okay. You’re allowed to feel good, you know?”

His breath hitches again, and you see his hands tremble on your hips. He’s still holding back, still unsure, but the way his body moves against yours is enough of a confirmation. You press down again, this time with more force, feeling him hard against your stomach. It’s there, unmistakable, and you can’t ignore the way your body reacts to it.

You watch him closely as you move, his chest heaving, his eyes flickering between you and the space between you. His body reacts to yours in ways that make it clear he’s trying to keep his composure, but you feel his control slipping more with each press of your hips against his. It’s a slow build, but it’s building, and it’s all-consuming.

He shifts beneath you, his hands sliding from your waist to your back, pulling you closer as his hips jerk upward slightly. It’s subtle at first, but then he does it again—slow, hesitant, but more purposeful this time. You gasp, and the movement sends a shock of warmth through you, a tingle spreading throughout your body.

You can’t hold back anymore. You rock your hips harder, pressing your body fully against his, and the feeling of him—so hard against you, so real—makes everything inside of you ignite. His breath catches in his throat, his hands gripping your back like he’s trying to anchor himself to you. The pressure builds, and you feel a wave of heat between your legs, the undeniable ache growing stronger.

Jake groans, low and guttural, his hands now firm on your hips, urging you on. His body is moving with yours now, the rhythm slow and deliberate, and you can feel every inch of him as he shifts beneath you. It’s like a slow burn, building little by little, until the tension is unbearable. You can’t help but move against him, faster, harder, chasing the feeling that’s building between you both.

His breath is ragged now, and you can see the way his chest rises and falls with the effort of holding himself together. His hands are sliding down, fingers skimming the fabric of your jeans, and for a moment, you think he might pull away, but instead, he pulls you closer, grinding into you with more urgency. His lips find yours again, desperate and hungry, as the pressure between your bodies intensifies.

You feel the tension in him now, the way his body stiffens, the way his breath hitches in his chest as he tries to control himself. But there’s no holding back now. His hips move faster, and you feel it—his release building, the pressure in his body mounting with each movement.

You can feel Jake’s breath shallow against your lips as his hands grip your hips tighter, urging you to move against him with more urgency. His body is reacting to yours in ways that make your heart race. You press your hips down, the friction between you two building the tension higher, and with every movement, you feel him grow harder beneath you.

“Oh gosh—I’m gonna cum” you breathe out, your lips brushing his as you continue to move against him, your body pulsing with the rhythm. You can feel his restraint slipping, the control he’s been trying to hold onto fading with each second.

His eyes darken, the mix of hesitation and desire clear in his gaze. “Fuck, YN…” His voice is strained, almost desperate. He’s trying to keep it together, but the way his hips snap up against yours says otherwise. “I—fuck, I can’t—”

Before he can finish, you rock your hips against him one more time, and that’s all it takes. His body stiffens, a low groan escaping his throat as he cums inside his pants, warm sticky liquid spilling everywhere. Your eyes roll back as you feel the warmth through the fabric of your clothes from your orgasm, the tension breaking between you both, leaving you breathless and tangled together.

For a moment, the room is quiet, just the sound of your breathing filling the air. Jake’s hands are still gripping your waist, holding you close, as if he doesn’t want to let go.

“You okay?” you whisper, your chest rising and falling with each breath. You’re still pressed against him, his body still warm beneath you.

Jake looks up at you, a mix of surprise and satisfaction in his eyes. “Yeah…” His voice is rough, the words heavy with the aftermath of everything that just happened. He gives a soft laugh, shaking his head. “That was… unexpected.”

You smile softly, brushing a lock of hair away from his face. “I told you… we could take it slow.”

Jake smirks, pulling you in for one last kiss, this one slow and lingering. “Slow… but not that slow,” he mutters against your lips.

bf!sukuna who is annoyingly perceptive of everything that you do. you don't realise it but this man basically knows you better than yourself. he knows your routine, what time you sleep and what time you usually wake. he can tell if your appetite has changed and if you're eating too little. he can tell if you have a little too much stress going on just by your mood changes and the little crease between your brow when you frown.

he knows the food you hate and foods you’re craving. he can tell how much sleep you get by the ways you greet him in the mornings. he sends reminders for you to eat or drink water knowing how packed your schedule is.

he knows just by your exhaustion how much you need to lay next to him and be in his presence. he wraps an arm around you saying nothing more.

bakugo never meant to get this distracted. seriously. it wasn’t his fault.

it was yours.

because every damn time you sat in front of him, every time you rested your chin on your palm, every time you furrowed your brows while scribbling something in your notebook—he got stuck. like, full-on, brain-short-circuiting, totally-useless kind of stuck.

he should be paying attention. should be listening to aizawa’s lecture. should be taking notes instead of memorizing the way the sunlight caught in your hair or how your lips pursed when you were thinking.

but no. instead, he was sitting here, burning every little detail of you into his brain like some lovesick idiot. the curve of your nose, the way your fingers absentmindedly twirled your pen, the way you tucked your hair behind your ear when it fell into your face.

he was so screwed.

“bakugo.”

his whole body stiffened. aizawa was staring at him, unimpressed.

“what?” he snapped, maybe a little too defensive.

“i asked you a question.” aizawa sighed. “maybe if you stopped zoning out, you’d know the answer.”

a few people chuckled, and bakugo’s face heated up—not because he was embarrassed, but because you turned your head just a little, just enough to glance at him.

for half a second, your eyes met his.

and fuck, that half-second nearly killed him.

then you turned back around, totally unaware of how wrecked he was, how his heart was still beating too damn fast, how his hand was gripping his pencil like it owed him money.

this was getting ridiculous.

Could you do a Saiki x touch-starved reader

(Also I love your writes!❤️)

SAIKI K x touch-starved! reader hcs

☆ saiki is very apprehensive to touch you

☆ mostly because he's not naturally very physically affectionate

☆ and also because if he gets too flustered he might accidentally level a whole country , ya never know

☆ but if he can read your thoughts so when he finds out that you're eager for hugs and cuddles n all that sweet stuff

☆ he learns to deal with it

☆ and finds ways to touch you that work for both of you

☆ he likes to sit next to you , shoulder to shoulder, just on the couch while y'all are watching something or on the floor while playing video games

☆ it sounds awkward and that's because it kinda is but he considers it to be peak intimacy

☆ and massages !!

☆ he doesn't mind giving / receiving massages at all , especially from you , in fact he really enjoys it

☆ that is the most at peace you will ever see him

☆ though iirc it's canon that trying to rub his back feels like chipping away at stone, but you make it work somehow.. perhaps a chisel ??

☆ he also pats your head, another thing that you might find awkward but comes naturally to him in terms of affection

☆ he's very hesitant to cuddle because he's afraid his super strength might activate and he might crush you

☆ if you're tried and you ask him to carry you to your bed , assuming he'd pick you up bridal style and you'd have a cute moment

☆ you couldn't be more wrong because he'll pick you up with one hand carry you to your bed like a platter of shrimp

☆ he is even very nervous about holding hands because again, super strength

☆ and it makes him feel the tiniest bit bad because like.. he is depriving you of normal boyfriend/couple experiences bc he's a psychic

☆ bc if he was just a normal boy, he'd find a way to overcome his adversity to touch and physical affection for you because he knows you like it and it's the least he can do

☆ but it's obviously a bit harder when you're a psychic

☆ sometimes he practises by hugging pillows but that usually just results in torn pillowcases and feathers/cotton like.. everywhere

☆ and plus the stakes are a lot higher when it comes to you so he's more likely to get anxious and mess something up

☆ but he makes up for it by being sweet in ways you might not expect

☆ like he tends to feed you desserts a lot, and he doesn't even realise how intimate it can be, he just thinks of it as normal to want to share some of his favourite food with a person he loves

☆ and if you get a bit of icing on your lips, he'll wipe it with a napkin for you

☆ he also doesn't mind it when you touch him

☆ since less can go wrong that way

☆ like you could legitimately start using him and human jungle gym and he couldn't care less

☆ in fact, he secretly enjoys it

☆ sometimes you think you can catch him out and surprise him with a hug attack but of course that hardly ever works because... he's psychic

☆ so you'll just pounce on him and instead of falling over like most ppl would, he stays upright and you are left hugging and clinging onto him like he's a tree

☆ also he'll never admit it but he loves lil kiss on the cheek !!

☆ makes him feel very much loved and afterwards and so enamoured and he thinks he does a good job at hiding it but you can always tell bc his expression goes from 😐 to 🙂

☆ a very subtle difference but you as his s/o notice it immediately

༊*·˚ 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈 — 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐱𝐭𝐬 !!

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