warnings ( ߮߰ ♡ ߮߬ ⃕ ) minors dni. mating press (as always, bye). brief jealousy. public sex. creampie. c-cum plugging? but- but not with an actual plug. grown izuku + grown reader <3 shawty he calls u kitty, deal w it.

"Ow!"

"You're being dramatic," you roll your eyes, plucking another hair. When he winces, you can't help but snark a little bit, "I bet you didn't complain when she was doing them."

"Wha- Baby," he lets out a startled laugh. Pluck. "Ow!"

Izuku had gone to get a haircut and agreed to let the hairstylist pluck his eyebrows, despite the fact that you do his eyebrows every month without fail.

"Look at them! They're all patchy-" Pluck. "-and jagged on the bottom!" Pluck.

"They're not that bad!" He chuckles, looking up at you with those stupidly cute freckles and dumb glossy eyes.

"She thought 'oh he's just a dumb boy, he won't notice.' But this dumb boy-" you smush his cheeks for emphasis "-has a smart wife at home, and she noticed."

"She asked if I wanted them done since I was already there..." Izuku pouts, looking up at you from his place on the bed. "So, I said 'Sure'.

Placing your hands on your hips, you stare him down. "And what should you have said?"

He laughs again, eyes scrunching as his head tilts back. "'No, thank you, I have a beautiful wife at home that does them'."

"Mhm. Ya know- I originally wanted more than just a 'sorry', but then I realized: you're gonna have to live with those brows for a couple weeks until they grow back, and I think that's punishment enough."

A smile of your own is creeping onto your face. Your annoyed facade cracking.

"Honestly, I don't know if I can fix this-" you gesture to his eyebrows before pausing.

"-or this," you wave between you and him.

Izuku flops back on the bed with a cackle as you try your best to surpress your own laugh.

Based on this

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✧ cw :: gn!reader, fluff fluff fluff bc i love him, reader sits on his lap, reader is called 'angel' and you call him 'izu' and 'baby'

✧ a/n :: this has been A LONG TIME COMING. going through an izu brainrot y'all i need him so bad 😔 enjoy my word vomit <3

your fingers play with izuku's green curls, so fluffy and voluminous and you almost envy him for it. his head is against the couch, eyes closed— the only sense he wants to focus on is your touch. as you sit on his lap, you wonder if he's aware of how darling he is, with those pretty freckles scattered across his cheeks.

“you're so pretty, izu.”

he hears that nickname he loves so much and your words drip like honey from your lips. his lips pull back into a smile, eyes fluttering open to take you in. he looks like a child of spring, so bright he mirrors the freshness of new flowers blooming. green eyes trace over you and heavens know he thinks you're so much prettier— if he was your spring, you were the sun that made it all possible.

“‘love your freckles so much, baby,” you lean over, hands reaching out to hold his face. “every.” kiss. “single.” kiss. “one.” kiss.

izuku x f!reader. reader is referred to as wife, he is referred to as husband, reader has a defined and briefly mentioned career. wife guy deku compilation indeed.

Hey, have you seen this?

Your screen lights up with a text message from one of your closest friends, another message with a link to a video following quickly after and you tilt your head to the side at your desk reading the title of the video.

“Deku Wife Guy Compilation”

It makes you chuckle to see these terms stitched together, something that would probably not make much sense to your blissfully offline-as-he-can-be husband, but you understand what it means and press the link to open the video. It takes a moment to load and you jiggle your foot impatiently as it does, abandoning what you were last working on to focus as he comes onto the rectangle screen.

“My wife is the best,” filters through your phone speakers as clear as day and you smile despite yourself, the familiar butterflies you get every time you look at him blooming beneath your ribs.

“First of all, I want to thank my wife.”

“My wife is the true savior in our household, she’s a doctor…”

“My beautiful ____, my wife, my heart.”

“None of this would be possible without my wife so please give her a hand.”

It’s a three minute video stitching together every time he has mentioned you in victory speeches and press interviews and the like and it makes you wonder what people could be saying. You’re no stranger to running into the stray hater online yet you scroll down to the comments section, eyes widening when you see it filled with nothing but admiration for the strong foundation of love your marriage is built upon.

In comparison to other comment sections you’ve scanned in the past, this one makes you feel very warm in comparison and you feel the need to look away after being perceived by so many people who don’t even know you. Izuku’s love is so evident for you even strangers see it from a mile away, they can hear it in the soft way his tongue caresses your name like he’s kissing you every time he says it.

You put your phone down and turn back to your work, letting the video play over the speaker just to hear his voice when your screen lights up again and vibrates on top of your desk. Another text from the same friend, another link.

There are 10 of these omg

Another link pops up on your screen in a blue bubble, this time to a playlist containing videos in the same fashion as the first. Deku Wifeguy Compilation 1-10. Giggling to yourself, you press play and let the playlist run, each video growing in length with the shortest at 3 minutes and the longest at just over 10, your eyes widening realizing that he loves you so much there are videos worth of him simply stating it over and over and over again.

The same compulsion that led you to check the comments section on the first video takes over and you decide to pause the playlist and read, scanning the comments for anything you could potentially use as fodder to be angry about later.

You don’t dare to go any further lest you do see something you won’t like, keeping the video paused and locking your phone to set it aside and reflect. It’s strange to live a life so public and private all at once, hiding some parts and sharing the others, but you’re grateful the most consistent thing about Izuku is that he has never wanted to do anything but shine his light on you, to make you the spotlight of his world and everything about him.

Abruptly you pick your phone up and slide the screen upward, the messages app filling your screen. You click out of the thread with your friend and into the one with Izuku and you type out three simple words, the ones that you feel all day every day.

You: I love you.

Miles away, he looks down at his phone screen and snaps a quick picture of himself grinning, scrunching his nose, freckles barely visible thanks to the low light and bad angle but it’s all him - silly and sweet and sincere. He sends it off with the three simple words he feels about you in return, all day every day.

Izuku: I love you too, my perfect wife.

| cw: bf! izuku, f! reader, suggestive, dry humping |

“spar with me.”

there’s an amused snort from where izuku is doing his cool down stretches, heels digging into the mat as he leans forward to touch his toes, his eyes peering over to you from the space below his arm.

“you’re cute,” was his response, sending a pout to your glossy lips.

you both were outside, autumn sun warming your skin as the cool breeze blew around you. it was a pretty spot amongst the trees of a park, an abandoned one that no one came to anymore except for izuku, katsuki, and now you. normally the guys came here to train, to work out surrounded by fresh air and the calls of nature. it was just you and him today, you winning yourself a front row ticket to your boyfriend sweaty and active by batting your lashes just before he was about to leave the door. and now here you were, trying your puppy eyes again.

“oh come on, zu’. spar with me! you and suki do all the time,” your butt was planted on a large rock, a boulder really, your legs swinging from where they fell over the edge.

“kacchan can take a beating from me, you’re a little less durable. no offense, it just wouldn’t be fair.”

you rolled your eyes, tilting your face to the sun and blowing out a bored whistle, “i’ve taken a few good beatings from you and suki, mister midoriya.”

you murmured the joke, more to yourself than him, but still when you met his eye again, he was glaring at you. it was that beloved look you put on his face often, the ‘don’t start’ look.

“you know what i mean. besides, i have to hound you to go to those self defense classes, why do you want to fight with me so bad now?” his eyebrows were knitting together, pressing you worse than a journalist on a deadline.

“not really fight…wrestle is a better word.”

admittedly, you could care less about fighting him, or even winning for that matter, you just want to get a chance to get pinned to the sage green mat he had rolled out on the grass. any excuse to have those worn hands touch you, or to be wrapped in those solid, brick-like biceps, you’d take. you wanted him to toss you around a little bit, it was fun. and maybe he was following your gaze and how it was memorizing the curves of his muscles and noting down each freckle embedded in his tanned skin, each scar, but understanding washed his face as well as a knowing grin.

“c’mere,” he curled a finger at you, moving up to his knees, resting on the heels of his tennis shoes making his massive thighs flex outwardly. his thighs would put a rabbit to shame, you thought with how it looked like he could spring six feet in the air if he so chose to.

though satisfied, you couldn’t help but feel you won that battle too easy, it was never a good sign when he just willingly agreed to your antics. once your feet touched the edge of the mat, he was guiding you to your knees by your hand.

“all fours, pretty girl. i’m not sparring with your on cold muscles, gotta stretch you out a bit.”

he sent you a dimpled, boyish smile as your hands hit the mat, your face warming as he moved to kneel behind you. a large, warm hand eased over your back and up your spine until it settled between your shoulder blades. with a light force, he nudged you downward until your chest neared the ground. the shape your body was curved in was awfully awkward, but soon izuku's other hand was tapping one of your biceps.

"reach those arms forward...nice big stretch." his words were firm, humming in approval when your hands slid up the mat, in turn pushing your ass higher in the air and letting your tits touch the ground. izu's hand never left your back, while his other was now locking around your wrists, pinning them together in one palm. Your eyes glued to the sight, a soft exhale leaving your mouth parted in awe.

with the way he was now leaning over you, it pushed his pelvis right up against your ass, in turn letting you feel where he was supporting a half chub in his athletic shorts. you realized your mistake now with the way he gave one nice rut against your clothed sex, making you gasp out with wide eyes. even though no one would take this trail, or at least you hoped, the embarrassment of the exposure was reeling. it made your head spin. had your boyfriend no shame? He chuckled at the reactions you thought were minuscule, but of course he noticed.

“deep breaths, honey.”

you sucked in a heavy breath through your nose, letting it circle through your lungs for a count of four, then blowing it out through your mouth.

“i want you to break free from this..should be easy enough, i’m only holding your wrists.” his grip on your wrists was tightening like a mechanized lock, his body was heavy on you as he draped over your form. he almost seemed immobile which made ‘easy enough’ a pure lie.

“what happened to warming up-“

“this is still the warm up. you’ve got about a minute to move me, if you fail…i’m afraid i’ll have to stretch you out a different way then.”

there was a darkness in his tone that almost dared you to have any misbelief, but even with an experimental struggle against him, he seemed to restrict that much more. he was like a sly snake, coiled around it’s prey. you had lost before you started.

“ this isn’t fair,” your whine became a flustered huff as he rutted into your clothed cunt again, both of your clothes shuffling together as he made friction against where you were hot and pulsing.

his teeth grazed your ear lobe, you can feel the smirk spreading, “oh baby, i tried telling you this wasn’t fair,” he was purring near your ear, “but kacchan gets stuck in a hold just like this. though, he’s not dumb enough to let me put him in it willingly.”

you gave another hopeless attempt to break free, his incessant dry humping making it that much harder and in the end, you dropped your knees to slide flat onto your stomach, giving your back some grace from it’s sinful arch. you head was spinning from getting what you wanted, to be pinned down, but now all your mind could think about was how empty you felt, how full you could be. majority of his body weight rested on you, a beast resting on your back, your arms still locked straight out in front of you.

“throwing in the towel already, puppy? i’ve seen gazelles put up more of a fight than this.”

“izu this is impossible- you’re heavy!”

he smelled so good, something earthy mixed in with his natural musk, he felt even better against you, even if it was a little harder to breathe with him laying on you this way.

“so you give up?”

you made a noise of hesitation before nodding, “i give..”

“guess i can resume..stretching you out then,” he gave your ass a harsh smack once he sat up, “go ahead and hike those hip back up.”

…i’ll let you guys decide what he stretches out next 👀

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I was trying to get the chapter done for today (Sinbad day), but I clearly failed U-U so have this sketch I did last week. Imma try to get it out for my b-day now. Wish me luck!

I'll be streaming on the discord server tonight and possibly through Thursday tbh

“stay on it,” he breathes, arms circling around you to keep you on his cock. his lips brush against your chest, lightly nipping at the skin.

“satoru, i can’t!” you whine, legs shaking as you try to get off his lap. “‘s too much, I’m gonna cum again!”

satoru doesn’t even bother pulling out when he thrusts, just grinding his dick into you while he watches you fall apart. “you like it baby, come on.”

head falling onto his shoulder, he bites back a grin as he thrusts up. your eyes are rolling back, feeling him pound into you from below. you don’t think you can take it anymore, but it’s all you want.

he isn’t wrong when he says you like it.

your hands slap his shoulders, not able to do much as he manhandles you to bounce on his dick. “satoruuu, fuck, oh my god!”

legs shaking, he manoeuvres you to lay on your back. throwing your ankles over his left shoulder, he continues to thrust into your cunt, hitting your g-spot with ease.

“give me some more, pretty.” he grins, “you’re not done until i say you are.”

you hate how he’s so good at keeping you pinned, but then again, when he uses his strength to keep you pliant, you’re practically looking up at him with hearts in your eyes.

“what a slut,” he laughs, “you like this.”

you nod furiously, “mmm, i love it!”

moving one of your ankles to his other shoulder, he leans down, smothering your face in chaste kisses.

burying his face into the crook of your neck, gojo starts slamming his hips into you. your arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer.

you feel like your eyes are crossing as he forces orgasm after orgasm out of you. your legs are quivering while he continues to poke and prod everywhere you’re sensitive.

“so good for me,” he says, breath tickling your ear, “i could have you like this all day, baby.”

he feels you clench down on him and he sloppily kisses your cheek, “i feel it baby, give it to me.”

“satoruuu, ‘s too big,” you cry, “i think ‘m gonna make a mess!”

he shushes you, calming you down by cupping your face in his hands, keeping your eyes on him. his thrusts don’t slow, feeling his release. “‘s okay, don’t worry—i’m gonna cum baby, where—”

“insideee!” you whine, “need it inside!”

he cums the second he hears you and you follow, squirting all over his abdomen. he drops majority of his weight onto you, feeling his cock go limp inside your cunt. he presses a kiss to your temple, praising you softly.

when he pulls out, he props your hips up with a pillow, keeping your legs spread so he can admire the mess.

whistling lowly, he thumbs at your slit.

your legs immediately twitch, whining. “no more, please.”

he nods, laughing, “‘s okay baby, ‘m just looking.”

cloud strife dating hcs — ★

contains both sfw and nsfw!!

mdni with nsfw parts.

contains: intentional lowercase, awkward cloud, cute cloud, dom cloud, fluff, smut, gn/fem bodied reader, gn pronouns!

Protect You Always

“Could you go run errands with Cloud today?” Tifa held her hands out to you, mock pleas all over her face. 

“Huh? Why me? Why can’t you?” She backed away, turning to concoct another drink up for you, loosening you up to ask for her favour most likely. 

“Sure I could. But..he seems to have taken a liking to a certain mercenary sitting at my bar.” Suddenly your drink caught in your throat. With flushed cheeks you moved your almost empty cup up to your lips to hide your face as much as possible from anybody listening in. That was crazy. Cloud didn’t feel anything for anybody, except maybe…you thought for Tifa? With her back still turned she let out a small laugh, and you could feel the smile burning on her face. 

╰┈➤ ꒰🍓💌🌶 ┊Katsuki fucks like he can’t live w out you

『♡』 unprotected sex, spitting in mouth, cum eating, pussy licking, creampie, squirting, f!reader, reader has acrylics, biting

Katsuki fucks like he’s going to die without you. His hands shake despite his rough grip on your hips, yanking you down onto his cock. You gasp and moan every time he does it, fingers desperately searching for something to grip onto.

His mouth finds yours, tongue invading your mouth, like he’s hungry. It’s like he’s trying to devour you. He wants to take your soul and keep it. Make it his- make you his.

“Fuck fuck fuck-“ He gasps, face tingling and shaking with pleasure.

Your pussy is squelching, frothing at the base as slick juices run between the two of you. His thick hand reaches to your jaw, thumb pushing between the plush of your lips.

He pries your mouth open and spits, a long string of saliva drizzling into your mouth. Your head throws back against the mattress and you squeal. The coil in your stomach begins to grow taut.

Your hand reaches to blond hair, tugging him lower and you push his spit back into his mouth with your tongue. He groans into the kiss before pulling back.

Katsuki snatches a pillow from his side of the bed, hooking his arm under your knees to lift your ass. It’s placed under your lower back and he shoves your knees to your shoulders, folding you in half.

The angle makes your eyes roll to the back of your head. Thick, hot, heavy dick slamming into you with long strokes. He’s got to be in your stomach- you can feel it. The head pushes against the spongey spot inside you and squirt gushes from your pussy onto the both of you.

“Give it to me, y’feel like- oh-“ Katsuki babbles, watching you frantically nod your head.

Your pussy clenches around him and he’s on cloud nine. Acrylic nails dig into his shoulders, your teeth clamp down on the side of his throat. It’s raw- needy and desperate.

He can’t get enough of you. Stray hair sticks to the side of his face, sweat beads at the nape of his neck. His muscles are almost sore from fucking into your tight cunt. And he can’t stop.

He’s addicted. You begin rambling between moans and gasps, telling him filthy things. How he’s god, that you’re in love with him, no one’s gonna ever compare. And the coil in your tummy snaps.

Because he presses his cock against that special spot and stays. As much as it pains him he doesn’t move, waiting. And you explode, clear juice spurting from your pussy and all over his cock and pillow.

Your head throws back and you scream, tears beginning to form in the corners of your eyes. He’s the closest to heaven he’ll ever be when you tell him to cum inside you.

And god, he does. His fingers dig into the plush of your thigh and he clamps his jaw, teeth marking your shoulder. His hips stutter and he slams his length into you. His entire body goes taught and he fills you. Katsuki starts whining at the thought of what he’s doing.

He can feel his cock head pressed against your cervix now. If there was a way, he’d go further. But for now his cum fills your pussy, drenching the inside of your walls. He pushes your hips up.

“Don’t let it out, fuck- don’t.” Katsuki rasps, fingers running through his hair to move it out of the way.

He laps at your pussy and you squirm in his grip. He’s slurping his own cum out of you like it’s his last meal on this god forsaken earth. Licking at the squirt on your ass, his white ropes, sucking at your clit. You buck up and fuck into his mouth a bit, trying to ride his tongue and escape all the same.

You cum like that, shaking and writhing. He leaves a smack to your ass and shoves his cock back into you, fucking the cum that’s left back in. He’s got one more in him.

You get flipped over to your chest, where his cock is bullying that same spot again. And you just can’t stop squirting. It’s everywhere. The bed is soaked, you’re soaked, he’s soaked.

He finishes in you again after you’re drooling all over the bed and desperately begging for it. He thinks about another round. He doesn’t know how long he can go without you.

Cause to him you put the stars in the sky and your pussy tastes better than water to a man dying of dehydration.

Stress Relief - Cloud Strife

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You can also find this posted on my AO3!

Yet another really old draft that I finally finished!! NSFW warning!! Contains: Angry sex, dom/sub dynamic, nipple play, intimidation, reader lightheartedly says "use me" but everything's consensual and good, rough sex, creampie, GN Reader

Hugs Can Be a Lot More Than Hugs

(Cloud strife x fem!reader)

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If there was ever a moment where the members of Avalanche held their breaths, it was when you and Cloud were in the same room.

Now, this wasn’t because of some unspoken animosity. Quite the contrary, actually. It was more of an uncomfortably cute situation.

There has always been a rule within Avalanche: no one touch Cloud Strife. Naturally, there were some exceptions, but there was always some kind of hostility from Cloud afterwards, so everyone just learned not to initiate contact.

You, however, did not get the memo.

Upon joining the ranks of Avalanche, you quickly became a loved member due to your kind and respectful personality, as well as how good you are at giving hugs.

You were aware Cloud wasn’t a fan of touch, and you visibly tried your best to refrain. After one specific mission, you completely forgot about your self control.

A close call with a falling building had you clinging to Aerith and Tifa, too scared to let go of the hug you pulled them both into.

And who’d been the one to save you from said falling building? How fitting for it to be Cloud Strife.

Aerith pulled herself from your vice grip, muttering something about needing to patch up Barret’s wounds. Tifa pushed you back gently by your shoulders and patted your head.

“Don’t worry, you’re safe now.” She helped push your hair back into place. “Hey, y’know Cloud’s been looking at you since he pulled you out, right?”

Sure enough, as you glanced over at the blonde, he was averting his gaze away from you. Cute, you thought.

You gave Tifa a quick hug before walking over to Cloud as nonchalantly as possible. Stopping next to him, you cleared your throat.

“Need something?” His monotonous tone made you want to rethink what you were about to do. But alas, you were too deep into it to stop now.

Very slowly, very gently, you brought your arms around his torso and placed your head on his chest. You smiled when you heard his breath hitch and his heart rate speed up.

“Thank you, for saving me back there.”

Cloud stood deathly still against you, not knowing what to say or do. “Uh, you’re welcome, I guess,” he managed to get out.

The blonde soon realized that this, though it was strange and new, made him feel a bit more human. He felt as if for the first time, he could fully enjoy someone’s presence.

Tentatively, he brings his arms around you. Not expecting him to reciprocate, you let out a laugh. Cloud sits his chin on top of your head.

“So,” you drawl out. “Is this gonna become a regular thing now?”

“Don’t push your luck,” he mumbles, and you feel him gently nuzzle his cheek into your hair. You rub his back lovingly.

“Lovebirds, get off each other! Ain’t no need for all that huggin’, we got shit to do. Move your asses!” Barret’s screaming voice was heard from behind Cloud.

He visibly deflates at the thought of moving. His next words were a shock. “Do you think… maybe you could do that again later?”

You look up at him, withdrawing your arms. “What, hug you?”

Turning on his heel, all you saw was a short nod.

You shake your head as you watch Cloud start to walk away. “Of course I can. And whenever you want more, too.”

He didn’t respond to you, but you saw that gentle hint of a smile. “Let’s move.”

Rolling your eyes, you follow.

Uhhhh welp this didn’t really turn out to be female reader, it was mostly gender neutral with implied female. I apologize if this wasn’t what you had in mind for you request!

-Netto <3