i feel like i've talked this to death but it's the cutest thing in the world how bakugou is affected by knowing you find him attractive.

i think he really could care less what he looks like, generally, but when the two of you start getting closer and closer, he does have this horribly uncomfortable moment of like, but am i their type do they even have a type what does that even fuckin' mean ??

if he takes an extra minute on his hair or makes a point to spray cologne on his neck or wears something a little nicer than usual and it earns him a "you smell/look nice 😊✨" then i think that really boosts his ego but—do you still find him attractive if he doesn't do those things ? do you look at him and get that weird stomach-swooping feeling that he does whenever he looks at you at any given time ?

and maybe he overhears you talking to your coworker because we know bakugou is such a SNOOP, such a GOSSIP, and you say something along the lines of "he's just so handsome and gorgeous all the time and i think it should be a crime" and—he spends the rest of the day sitting at his desk, trying to focus on his computer with the tips of his ears burning. can't look you in the eye for a little while because it makes him a little insane, hearing those words echo in his head as you smile at him.

you can't leave this in the tags willow 😩

dynamight is clearly trying to go unnoticed in the grocery store, but you recognize him, anyway, despite the mask and low-pulled hat. knowing makes you feel even worse about approaching him—because you'd be too afraid to, otherwise—but you're not sure what else to do at this point.

you lean in close to him as he's standing in front of the produce, poking through the same bin.

"ooh, we need to get an onion, too, remember?"

he startles enough away from you that you can feel the foundation of your last ditch efforts crumbling. even beneath his hat, his light eyebrows pull down hard, gaze narrowing, and on the other end of such a fiery glare, you're reminded exactly why you've never wanted to meet him before: he's terrifying, handsome as he is.

"hah—"

you smile at him and hope it looks real, squishing into the space he's created even though your hands are shaking. "the guy by the juice followed me all around the store from the parking lot and i don't know what else to do." you widen your eyes, and you want to look, you do, but your facade is hanging on by a thread. "please help me."

dynamight swallows, and you hope his expression only seems so guarded because you're so close; enough to smell his subtle yet sharp cologne, to see the dark blonde wisps of his eyelashes. when he blinks, they brush against his mask, feather-light.

"okay," he nods once, and the gravel of his voice makes your stomach turn in some teenage way, that has your cheeks flaring.

(this is really not the time to be getting shy.)

he doesn't look towards the juice either, thankfully, and instead adjusts his stance, leaning into you in return, large and wide and formidable enough to nearly shield you from view. "an onion, huh? think we got one at home."

you can feel the warm press of his body against your own and it has you releasing a breath that had been trapped deep in your chest, has tears stinging behind your eyes. the sharp pain in your sternum lessens, and when you feel his hand come up to sit, carefully, against your lower back, dynamight murmurs,

"y'r alright,"

and you are.

─── Love a sneak peek, when you free? // T. Enji

Todoroki Enji x Fem!Reader • Word count: 0.2k

Content warnings: implied cheating (not on reader), mutual masturbation

“We can’t do this,” Enji whispers into the stale office air. There’s a waver in his voice, his hands squeeze your wrists, “I have a wife,” he says. Yet aides in your movements to unbutton the slacks he’s wearing.

He groans when you palm over his bulge, squeezing at the fat of your hip when your thumb brushes over his covered tip.

There’s a grunt of confusion when you pull away, a moan of approval when you move to the other end of the couch. A hiss of pleasure when you open your legs for him, spreading apart your leaking slit so he can gaze at what he’s done to you.

“Touch yourself for me,” you whisper with a teasing grin, finger ghosting over your clit, “‘s not cheating. Just think of it as a… live show.”

Enji grunts in frustration at your words, murmurs curses as he pulls his cock out. You don’t miss the way his eyes roll back when you lean forward to spit on the head of his thick cock. The way his hips jut forward invitingly.

“Let me see you,” he rasps, eyes closing in on the way your unused whole twitches teasingly, “all of you.”

His hands speed up as your slip the front of your dress down, loud noises of his lubed up cock filling the office as he gets closer to his high.

“Touch yourself.”

“What do you say?” You ask with a teasing smirk.

“Please.”

Fuck it

WIP WEDNESDAY!!!!!

I have decided that I’m working too DAMN HARD TO NOT POST THE PROCESS!!!

I finished his jumper and headphones hehe

I'm thinking about big age gaps unfortunately

the judgemental stares are just fuel for him to fuck you harder

"They don't teach us about that in school how am I supposed to know" well you seem to know a lot about Bakugou but they don't teach you about him in school. Do they

No see results option, I'm forcing you to perceive yourself. rb for more results plus

unavoidable that you will be the villain in someone else's story. You will be painted in an unfavorable light. You will be the irredeemable one. and all of this will happen despite how nice you might usually be or how kind or how respectful or how warm. and you will just have to move on.

Does anyone remember a Bakugou fic for his birthday where he has a secret girlfriend that the Bakusquad don’t know about, and she runs her own bar in Musutafu. And on the day of his birthday she ends up having to work because someone called in sick, so your plans with Bakugou for his birthday fall through.

But Bakugou decides to come to your bar for his birthday with his friends, and you serve them but they have no idea that you’re Bakugou’s girlfriend because your relationship is secret.

You end up writing a message on a napkin telling Bakugou to come to your office where you make out, and in the end you drive home together and you fuck in his apartment.

If anyone remembers this fic can you pls link me or tell me who it’s by?💕

sukuna likes a full untrimmed bush fyi

writing fics be like

high school sweethearts vs young adults who fall in love vs second chance at love vs elderly love birds:

"i've loved you since i was young and confused, and promise to grow with you for the rest of my life"

vs

"i've figured myself out and somehow i've grown in parallel with you; it's like fate we've only grown to cross with each other and never let go"

vs

"i've learned from my life and all of my hard earned lessons brought me straight to you"

vs

"i've lived my life without regrets and want only to see the sunset with you until the end of days"

Its crazy how jack blacks kid just looks like if jack black had a son

inspired by this post by @katsukikitten that was so heart-throbbing, lmk if u want this taken down!!

bakugou the general who’s now well into his mid-thirties but still has yet to settle down because his foul mouth and snappy attitude drive away the people who were initially drawn in by his looks— scars everywhere but his slim waist can’t be hidden even beneath thick and tight fabrics that make up his uniform

until he meets you, the young nurse who just entered her twenties who’s tasked with taking care of all of his battered soldiers, you’re sweet, polite, obedient, all the things he’s not but he still finds himself so enamoured with you because you can take his sailor mouth, you may be kind but you don’t take shit, unlike the previous nurses that had your spot, you don’t shake in your seat trying to tell bakugou to sit his ass down before you make him and he’s honestly just so obsessed with you and your ability to snap right back at him

he’s been waiting for someone like you, so he promises he’ll court you the next time he returns from away wars with new battle scars littered over his countenance, he’ll look rougher— just the way you like it

Omg how did I never see you tag me in this 😭

Please this is so cute! You know he loves a feisty partner that can take the heat and dish it out!

drew this helpful diagram for mha fans who don't understand what a character arc is

continuation of this. cw threesome & light rimming

bakugo is on top of you, fingers deep in your wet heat, exploring roughly as you buck and whine beneath him. fuck, you're beautiful all sweaty and flushed, ethereal naked and panting beneath him.

shouto disappeared not long after the foreplay started, muttering something about the bathroom and carrying on without him.

"c'mon, bakugo," you whine, grabbing at his shoulders, wrapping your hands around his neck and pulling him close. "i need you to put it in me," your glassy eyes stare up into his. "please,"

he groans when you beg, mind briefly drifting to the fact that shouto sees you like this all the time. he bites his lip, then kisses you like a man starved. he doesn't stop fingering you, continues until you're shaking and squirting beneath him.