PILE 1

— boku no hero masterlist.

⌕ BNHA Boys with a Stronger!S/o

⌕ BNHA Boys with a Stronger!S/o part 2

⌕ BNHA Boys with a Trans!Reader

⌕ How the BNHA Boys would react if you broke up with them

⌕ BNHA Boys with a Tall! Reader

⌕ BNHA Boys with a Clean!S/o

⌕ BNHA Boys as virtual friends

⌕ Being goofy with Denki, Kirishima, Sero and Mina

⌕ How BNHA Boys would react if Mineta do something to you

⌕ What the BNHA Boys do while you is in a coma

⌕ BNHA Boys watching you waking up from a coma

⌕ How BNHA Boys would react if they hurt you

⌕ How BNHA Boys would react if they hurt you part 2

⌕ Morning after with BNHA Boys

⌕ Songs that BNHA Boys would listen thinking about you at 2am

⌕ Apart from the lips, what is BNHA Boys favorite body part to kiss

⌕ Prank with the BNHA Boys

⌕ BNHA Boys with a s/o with curly hair

⌕ BNHA Boys with a spidergirl

⌕ BNHA Boys fake dating their crush

⌕ BNHA Boys reacting to you running for a kiss

⌕ Class 1A with a GenZ!Reader

⌕ How BNHA Boys would react if you die in their arms 

⌕ Toxic habits that BNHA Boys have 

⌕ BNHA Boys hearing their s/o speaking their first language 

⌕ How BNHA Boys help you study

⌕ How BNHA Boys comfort you after a nightmare

⌕ What BNHA Boys would do when they find out that your ex wants you back

⌕ BNHA Boys with an s/o who plays volleyball

⌕ The things they do when they have a crush

⌕ BNHA Boys with a very affectionate s/o

⌕ Having a sleepover with BNHA Boys

⌕ BNHA Boys with a s/o who is very shy

⌕ BNHA Boys as your older brothers

⌕ BNHA Boys as your younger brothers

⌕ Skincare with BNHA Boys

⌕ BNHA Boys with a s/o who has ADHD

⌕ BNHA Boys with a s/o who is afraid of thunder and lightning

⌕ How BNHA Boys would help their s/o when they’re having a panic attack

⌕ BNHA Boys seeing their long distance s/o for the first time

⌕ BNHA Boys comfort you after your best friend ditches you for other people

⌕ How BNHA Boys would react if you flinch away from them

⌕ How BNHA Boys would react if you distance yourself from them because you think they deserve someone better

⌕ Little things about what a relationship with BNHA Boys would be like

⌕ Moments that BNHA Boys realized they were in love

⌕ Moments that made BNHA Boys fall in love a little more for their s/o

⌕ Protectives gestures that BNHA Boys do

⌕ How BNHA Boys would react if you ask them if they love you

⌕ Attractive things BNHA Boys do

⌕ Attractive things BNHA Boys do pt 2

⌕ BNHA Boys as boyfriends

⌕ Moments that made BNHA Boys stare at their s/o and go “damn, they’re so pretty”

⌕ Wholesome moments with BNHA Boys

⌕ How BNHA Boys would celebrate your birthday with you

⌕ Things you do that make BNHA Boys blush

⌕ BNHA Boys reacting to you cradling their face in your hands

⌕ Different ways to say I Love You with BNHA Boys

⌕ BNHA Boys pulling you in their lap

⌕ When you and BNHA Boys can’t sleep at 3am

⌕ Moments that made you fall in love a little more for BNHA Boys

⌕ Hugs with BNHA Boys

⌕ What falling in love with BNHA Boys would be like

⌕ Holding hands with BNHA Boys

⌕ BNHA Boys reacting to someone jokingly asking when the wedding is

⌕ BNHA Boys reacting to you calling them “husband”

⌕ Christmas with BNHA Boys

⌕ Rainy day with BNHA Boys

⌕ BNHA Boys and their relationship habits

⌕ Forms of non-sexual intimacy with BNHA Boys

⌕ Peace is when…

⌕ BNHA Boys comforting their s/o who feels like they don’t really belong with their friends

⌕ BNHA Boys giving you the partner privilege

⌕ BNHA Boys reacting to you being insecure about sitting on their lap

⌕ Moments that make BNHA Boys go crazy

⌕ Making out with BNHA Boys

⌕ Things BNHA Boys do that give you butterflies

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GOJO WITH A SQUIRTING KINK.

cw — nsfw content minors dni. smut, f!reader, squirting, praise, pet names

ugh his obsession w it is borderline gross!!!

he’ll press your back down into the prettiest arch, giant hands with their mean grip on your waist, utterly manhandling you as he splits you open on his dick. he’s relentless, but he can’t possibly have mercy when your pussy wraps around him, sucks him in, pulses around him so well that all his morals have gone out the window.

your face is smushed against the towels laid out beneath you, mouth in an ‘O’ shape just from the way his heavy cock stretches you out to the point where it almost hurts, but not quite.

every drive of his hips just sounds obscene. he’s grunting, you’re whining, your pussy’s dripping all over him before you’ve even squirted, squelching every time his tip knocks against your cervix.

it’s mere minutes before you’re positively gushing everywhere for the first time of the night, coating his muscled thighs and the ridges of his abdomen with a yelp.

and gojo’s hissing as you do it, moaning shamelessly as though he’s reached his climax. “fuuuck, that’s it, baby,” he says half-laughing, borderline whining at the sight, lips curled into the most smackable, triumphant grin of his life. his thrusts never let up–he would rather die than slow down–in fact, is he speeding up?

“oh, satoru,” you cry. it spurs him on. inflates his ego too, sure, but when his ego is this proportional, you can’t find it in you to be mad. “feels s-so good, baby. you treat me so well.”

“that’s all you, angel–fuck–think you can be good for me? think you can squirt for me again?”

“please, yes, oh god, yes.” it’s humiliating how easily you’ll cave for him, how putty in his hands you get with just a little sweet talking, how divine it feels to beg him.

“come on, pretty girl,” he chuckles, his cock throbbing as he grinds it against your soaked walls with a force that shifts the bed beneath you. “know you can do it. be a fuckin’ good girl for me.”

and not moments later, there’s clear fluid streaming from your puffy hole again. satoru’s hand claps down against your asscheek, an affectionate smack that’s his way of saying he’s proud of you.

and even after his turn, when he’s emptied himself of every last drop of cum into your womb and he’s pulled you into his chest to pepper kisses over your face, still his long, lithe fingers dip between your folds. he sinks them into your twitching, sensitive cunt and he fucks you with two of his fingers, curling up to prod at that perfect spot that has your eyes rolling and this time you shriek as you squirt again.

because in his eyes it’s the ultimate form of praise—it’s your body telling him how fucking good he’s making you feel. he loves your little faces, your little whimpers, the way you claw at the sheets and his shoulders, the way your back arches so pretty, the way your wet walls clench around him. but your sweet pussy making a mess–that’s when he knows he’s doing something right.

i wanted to write something nasty but it ended up being quite sweet, don't blame me i just need love

⠀ૈ☆ ex-husband nanami x fem!reader

𓏲 ࣪₊♡ tw: [n]sfw, breeding kink, jealousy, possessiveness, fluffy ending

it only took one look, just one look across the room full of guests to reignite something that had never really been extinguished.

nanami's grip around his glass of wine got a little tighter, his eyes flashing at you and his heart starting to beat fast.

he became more muscular since your divorce, his shoulders looked stronger, carrying him with much more confidence and charisma than before.

maybe he finally quit his shitty job, you thought to yourself, trying to act cool as you saw him coming closer...

yeah he definitely quit his job, you think to yourself again, laying on your back while his cock is splitting you open.

"I missed you so much my love..."

familiar goosebumps hit your skin and his hands slide along the curves of your waist, the tip of his cock pushing against your cervix.

all you can do is take it, unfocused eyes watching your ex-husband thrusting inside your dripping pussy. nanami grunts, his body pressed against your own, his breath fanning over your neck, and you can't help but moan his name and wrap your legs around his hips, trying to meet his thrusts.

"'missed you too kento..." you try to speak, your hands reaching out to hold his face.

you missed everything about him, the warmth of his skin, his cologne scent, how messy his blond hair gets when you run your hands through it, and the way he knows every single one of your weak spots.

he never fucked you this hard in the past, of course he was rough sometimes, but you can tell something has changed, snapped.

not that you're complaining about it.

your back arches off the bed, making his pelvic bone touch your spasming clit.

"this time I'm not letting you go angel..."

his eyes get darker, thinking about the potential men and women who had you since your divorce, it makes him fuck you harder, deeper.

"mine..." he whispers, more to himself than for you to hear.

he takes your hands to pin them above your head and smiles when he hears you whine.

"you're gonna cum angel?" he asks, not slowing down his thrusts.

he knows you by heart, and he smiles when you nod, his mouth starting to suck on the soft skin of your neck, marking you.

"that's okay, I'm gonna cum too..." he says, and you can feel his hot breath hitting your skin.

he keeps rubbing your sweet spot, completely lost in the feeling. god he missed that feeling, you're the only one who can make him lose his mind like that, he can't believe he let you go when you're this perfect.

"you're still not on birth control?"

and he smiles again when he sees you shake your head. so perfect.

"gonna put a baby in you yeah? gonna make you a mom... will you let me angel?"

you mindlessly nod your head, wrapping your legs tighter around his waist, your whole body is trembling and you feel his cock twitches inside of you.

"please... breed me..." you sweetly asks, and he can't deny you.

your vision gets blurry, your eyes roll back and you violently cum around his cock as he does the same in you, still thrusting to push his cum deeper. you both stays silent for a few seconds, nanami's head buried in your neck, inhaling your familiar scent, closing his eyes of content when he feels your hands rubbing his back.

"I love you, I've never stopped loving you, even after six years..." he whispers, his voice sounding almost vulnerable as he kisses your shoulder.

you ruffle his hair, and you whine a little as you can feel his cock still pushing against your cervix.

"I'm here now, I won't leave."

he hums, his arms wrapping around your waist and you can feel yourself slowly drifting off to sleep.

this time you both won't let go of each other.

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「BNHA Boys reacting to you not being able to reach something in the kitchen」

⤷ Bakugou

arms folded and an amused smile tugging on his lips, he leans side-ways against door frame as he watches you struggle to reach the shelf because he finds it cute. “need help, darling?” he asks teasingly, grinning wider at your annoyed huff before he finally walks towards you and grabs it for you.

⤷ Deku

he’s passing by the kitchen when he sees you trying to reach something in the upper cabinets. he takes just a while to watch the cute sight with an a fond smile then quietly comes up behind you, one hand placed on your waist while the other effortlessly reaches up for the shelf. “here,” he says, handing you the glassware, then leaves a small kiss on top of your head.

⤷ Kirishima

he comes into the kitchen, acting like he’s going to help you but instead, cages you against the counter. his head tilted to the side, he looks at you with a playful glint in his eyes and a light-hearted grin on his face. “i think i should get something in return if i help you.” he then steals a kiss before reaching up the cabinet for you.

⤷ Todoroki

he’s so focused on reading the ingredients listed on the ramen pack that he doesn’t notice you struggling to reach for the shelf. only when he glances at you and sees you climb onto the counter, he rushes over to you, hurriedly saying, “oh my god, y/n, what are you doing?” he already knows the answer and softly tells you to be careful. letting out a small chuckle, he helps you come down, saying, “you could’ve just asked me, love,”

⤷ Denki

he finds the whole situation very cute and kind of teases you about it afterwards, but first he comes up to you with a playful smile on his face and helps you get what you want but before giving it to you he puts his arms up behind his back and tells you to give him a kiss as a reward, only then will you get what you wanted.

⤷ Tamaki

he doesn’t think twice when he sees you taking a chair to get up and get what you want; he thinks it’s cute, but at the same time he’s worried that you might fall and get hurt. “hey, don’t worry love, next time you can call me and i’ll help you” he says calmly as you get off the chair and kiss your forehead.

⤷ Shinsou

he would smirk as he enters the kitchen and sees you on tiptoe as you stretch your arm. he stands behind you and one hand he holds your waist while the other goes to the shelf and takes what you want. he smiles when you thank him and leaves a kiss on your neck before leaving.

⤷ Hawks

he would smile so hugely at the cute scene; he would silently approach you and make one of his feathers to take what you want and bring it to him. you turn around a little startled, and he smiles when he sees your expression. “looking for this, honey?” he asks with a gentle yet provocative smile. you went to take it from his hands and thank him but before you could do anything he says, “oh not so fast.. i want my payment first” he says pouting, ready for you to kiss him as a reward.

⤷ Dabi

he chuckles, extending his arms and easily reaching the shelf. as he hands you the package, his lips curl up into a grin, his eyebrows raised in a teasing manner, “aren’t you lucky you have me, huh,” he says, poking your cheek playfully before leaning back on the counter and tugging you closer.

⤷ Shigaraki

when he walks into the kitchen and sees you, he can’t help but smile a little. he silently walks over to you and leans on the other counter, watching you from behind. you give up with a sigh and when you turn around you’re startled by him standing there with his arms crossed and a look you couldn’t decipher. “need some help?” he says, but you know just saying ‘yes’ won’t do, he wants to hear you asking. “yes, tomura. can you get it for me, please?” you ask but he just stares at you with a frown, “ugh, what else do you want me to do?” he just laughs, still waiting. you then approach and kiss his cheek and he quickly blushes, avoiding looking at you. “isn’t that what you wanted?” you ask jokingly and he grumbles something before getting what you want.

saw a post a while back about Sophie making increasingly gaudy hats for Howl for every birthday and him absolutely loving them

brown eyes in art

Ugh I just love mob Bucky and biker Bucky so much

Summary: Your biker neighbor invites you over for his birthday party. Just you and him. 

Pairing: Biker Bucky x reader

Word count: 1K

Warnings; Smut, Minors DNI, 18+,

A/N: Hastily written, will correct mistakes later. 

𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘢’𝘥, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯

𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 (𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵)

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The loud bass from his music shook your window, your blinds swaying back and forth, casting dancing shadows across your bed. Despite holding your pillow tight around your ears, the indiscernible lyrics bounce around your dark room. 

Four hours. 

Four hours of his god-awful music. To be fair, he warned you he was having a party, but this was ridiculous. You have so much stuff to do tomorrow and damn it; you need your sleep. Flinging your pillow at the wall with a frustrated scream, you turn over on your side. Grabbing your phone off the nightstand, you tap the screen. 

1:16

You push yourself up, muttering about inconsiderate sexy bikers while you shove a pair of shorts on. You’re straightening your t-shirt when the song ends and for a brief moment, you can hear yourself think, it’s so quiet. Quiet for the first time in forever. 

“Finally,” you sigh, resting your elbow on your dresser. You rub the back of your hand across your face and move towards your bed. 

Before you can touch the sheets, another song starts. Louder than before, now you can make out the lyrics. Kurt Cobain crooning “come as you are,” so clearly he might as well be next to you. 

“I’m going to rip his head off,” you grumble, stomping out of your room. “No, no, I’m going to shove your bike so far down your throat, I swear to God,-” 

You stop in the hallway, one hand on the wall, as you pull your shoes on. You fling your door open, looking around the block, all the other homes are still and dark, but not Bucky’s. Every single one of his lights is on, the music getting progressively louder by the minute. 

You slam your door shut and jog down the stairs and head to his front door. You’re so upset you fail to notice that only his bike is in the driveway. No other cars or bikes. 

You bang on his front door with your fist. “Bucky!” you scream, “Bucky!” 

The music cuts off and you can hear rummaging inside; you hit his door one more time. He opens it mid-knock, catching your fist with his large hand. 

 “Damn, you look good, happy birthday to me,” he grins, holding your hand close to his bare chest. He lifts your fist up, looking you up and down, “bout time you showed up,” 

“Wh-what?” you splutter, surprised at the sight of your neighbor wearing only a pair of tight black briefs and a brilliant smile 

Bucky chuckles, “yeah, I was running out of songs, I’ve been waiting hours for you, I would have started with Nirvana if I knew that was going to be one to bring you over,” 

“I-I uh,” You try to speak but then he kisses the back of your hand, his blue eyes flashing up at you. 

“Cmon in,” he says, caressing the inside of your wrist with his thumb. 

His skin is rough and calloused and the small circles he rubbing around your pulse feel good, for a second you imagine him doing to your clit. You drop your eyes to your feet, ignoring the growing throb in your cunt. Nope, no, you’ve avoided him since you moved in, you will not break now. 

You shake your head, “I can’t Bucky, I’m only here to tell you to turn it down and you can’t play loud music to get me to come over to your house,”

Bucky smirks, “it worked didn’t it,” he laughs softly when your faces drops. He lets go of your wrist, cupping your chin in his large hand.

 “It’s my birthday, don’t make me spend it alone,” his voice, deep and smooth, his bottom lip poking out in a faux pout. You fight off a grin, but he catches it and wrinkles his nose at you. 

He pulls you to his broad chest, tilting his down, “there’s only one thing I want for my birthday, gorgeous,” 

“What?” 

He arches his brow, “you know what I want,” 

Bucky has been after you since you moved in next door, his tough reputation preceding him. It’s at odds with the man who mows your lawn and fixed the drain in your sink.

Then again, he has refused to put up curtains, and he walks around naked too often, maybe he catches you peeking once or twice but you can’t help yourself.

He calls you gorgeous, but Bucky is stunning. And big. And thick. His eyes are captivating, those lips of his drive you mad sometimes.

“I think you want it too,” he murmurs, watching how your gaze drifts down to his groin. Your breathing is shallow, and it hastens when a tent forms the longer you stare. 

“Sleep, I uh-,” you clear your throat, bringing your eyes up to his six-pack. “I need to go to sleep,” you would think looking at his stomach would be better, but then you see a thin vein going down his shorts and you’re back to staring at his bulge. 

Bucky has an arrogant smirk plastered on his lips. He’s been wearing you down for weeks now, and he’s not giving up that easily. All he needs is one chance, and he doesn’t intend to blow it. Taking your chin again, he lifts your head up, lowering his mouth down, his stormy blue eyes locked on yours, “gorgeous, I will fuck you to sleep,” he promises, inhaling your gasp, 

He brushes his soft lips over yours until your lips part. “Ah, that’s a good girl,” he says, kissing you so passionately you melt into his chest. He wraps his arms around you, walking you backward, kicking the door shut. 

He guides you down the hallway, ripping your clothes off between kissing you until you’re half delirious with need. You barely get to see the inside of his room before he has you planted face down on the bed. His large hands lifting your hips up as you grip the sheets in anticipation. Bucky teases your folds with the swollen head of his cock until you’re writhing and soaking him with your slick. 

“Please, Bucky,” you whine when he strokes your clit gently, “I need you,” 

He loses control at the sound of you begging for him, “I’m right here, gorgeous, gonna take good care of you,” he swears, grabbing his shaft as he pushes into your hot, silky walls. An explosion of pleasure making him grunt when you grip him. He knew you would feel amazing, but this is beyond anything he imagined, “fuck gorgeous, you’re so tight, never leaving this sweet pussy,” 

You push your head in his pillow, mewling his name when he hits a soft spongy spot in you. His fast, steady pace pushing to the brink with every stroke, filling you completely until you can only moan. 

The symphony of skin slapping and your sloshing echoing in the room. Bucky lifts his leg up to go even deeper, making you deepen the arch in your back. He smacks your ass, “fuck baby, give it to me, cum for me,” he pants, pulling your hips back. 

He reaches down, rubbing his palm over your swollen bud, “that’s it, that my good girl,” he groans when you try to jerk away, needing a small reprieve from the barrage of pleasure he’s drilling into you, your stomach tensing as your arms give out, “don’t run baby, you can take it” 

He follows you down to the sheets, pumping in and out of you, his palm pressing down harder. The sensations surging through you, his hot heavy body caging you in until the coil breaks in you. 

“Bucky,” you cry out mindlessly as he fucks you through your orgasm, hot white pleasure washing over you. Bucky kisses your shoulder, taking your hands in his,, your walls holding him so tight he can barely move.

“Fuck, fuck, shit I’m gonna-,” he bites down on your shoulder as he nears his release, a few more frantic thrusts until you fill warmth in your throbbing core, his body relaxing on top of you. 

“Happy birthday,” you yawn. 

He hums contentedly, pulling out of you gently. He rolls onto his side, his hand rubbing your back, “Gorgeous,” he says kissing your damp forehead, “that was everything I ever wanted, but now that I’ve had a taste, I want more,” 

You smile drowsily as he kisses you again. “Now go to sleep so I can fuck you awake in a few hours,”

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