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hiiii love, hope you're doing fine during quarantine. I really loooooooove your writing and I have an request with either todoroki or bakugou being a doctor and fucking readers brains out, either as a patient or nurse/doctor #iamadirtyasshoe k thx byeeeeeee °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°

FUCK THIS IS THE ONLY THING I’vE BEEN THINKING ABOUT DAMN YOU!!!!

happy nurse appreciation day! (also super super innaccurate to what nurses do, I know that as a fact because this is a horny thought and not a fic... so im so so so sosoosososo sorry to my nurses, nursing students, or nursing potentials out there)

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dr. bakugou knew that hospitals would not run without the assistance of nurses. he knew that with a staff of just under one hundred doctors, it was the hundreds and probably thousands of nurses that were the reason why the hospital didn’t split down the middle. but he didn’t understand why you — the head nurse on the trauma floor — pissed him off so badly. he was a trauma surgeon, specializing with victims for burn, explosion, and other fire related injuries. he was damn amazing at what he did, and even at the age of thirty he was the best one in the entire world.

as such a man with his talents, he expect everyone in his department to be just as good as him. he didn’t like weak links. he wanted to prove that he was the best in every single way. the old head nurse in his department had followed his every command, obedient, and quiet. but much to his discontent he had retired and you took his place. and you pissed him off.

you were a fantastic nurse, don’t get him wrong! even at your young age and having only been to nursing school, you were more competent than the doctors he worked with! you’ve joined him in the OR room, accurately calling out what to do when a fourth year student was breaking down, youve saved so many post-op patients that bakugou somehow believed you must be a doctor in disguise. but no, you were a nurse, and for worst, you knew how good you were.

you challenged him, argued with some calls he made — and while you had never been wrong it annoyed him. your personality was so bright, a true light of hope in such an intense ward of the hospital, your clip responses, blaring firey eyes, and curling lips when you smiled when patients thanked both you and bakugou for your care.

despite the albeit rough interactions, bakugou had never been put into a situation where you ignored his demands. that is until he caught you doing things you weren’t supposed to be doing, an open and deceitful act of power when he slammed the door closed behind him.

he was dressed in his dark navy blue scrubs, his white lab coat sat tight on his shoulders expanding and contouring where his muscles sat and it was unbuttoned. he wasn’t a doctor like this, no, he was an officer in a lab coat like this. somehow while completing an 80 hour work week he still found time to keep his body in tip top shape after all.

you stared at him, an apple slice in your mouth, the lavender scrubs on your own body. your eyes remained on his while you wrote on the charts, a right you had earned by being as good as you were. bakugou’s eyebrows scrunched together his hand raising the chart that opened to the medication change.

a chart that once contained his rather neat handwriting and been crossed out and replaced with your own writing.

“yes?” you ask, placing a chart down while soothing out the top of your scrubs. his eyes followed your hand movements and it only made him more annoyed. on top of everything that you managed to do to piss him off, there was nothing stopping him from believing that you were hot. your scrubs were always professional, your dumb curves alluring, your pretty smile infuriating, and that know it all personality really pushing every button in bakugou’s head.

“why the hell are you changing medication without asking?!” he snarled, angry and embarrassed that you didn’t even think to asking him before the change.

“it wasn’t working because the patient is diabetic,” you say with a shrug, your lips quirking into a smile.

“no he isn’t,” bakugou stated with an eye roll, “he said that—.”

“I know what he said too,” you laugh, your shoulders shrugging. “but a fourth year was concerned and well... we ordered some tests and it turns out we were right.”

and for whatever reason bakugou just knew it was you, not the student, who figured it out.

“you’re a pain in the ass,” he snapped, his arms crossing defiantly. “did you know that?”

“i’ve been told on numerous occasions, actually,” you grin leaning against the counter, your white shoe propped out while you continued to stare at him. “why, do I bother you, dr bakugou?”

“because you try acting like you own the damn place, nurse y/l/n,” bakugou countered, trying his best not to grit his own teeth. 

“you want to know why?” you ask, pushing off the table you had been leaning on to walk over towards him. your steps were small, slow, teasing if he knew any better. “why I don’t follow your every command?”

“because you think you’re better than me,” bakugou lay, his eyes looking down at you. you were before him finally, your lips perked into a smirk while you shook your head.

“not exactly,” you admit, but the glint in your eyes confirms that it was at the very least, partially that. “guess again.”

“you weren’t selected to go to med school and are taking it out on me?” bakugou grunted watching the way that your eyes took him all in. he hated to admit the power the swelled in him at your lingering and obvious gaze. a part of him wanted to puff his chest out in pride, but a larger part of him barked that it was wrong.

“does it seem that I would be rejected from med school?” you ask, your tone almost offended. “all that money to become a doctor, a surgeon at that, I’d expect you to put this little puzzle together.”

“why don’t you just fucking tell me then? because the last time I checked, nurses are supposed to help doctors, no?” bakugou growled, his eyes dark, gaze low.

“we are, that’s true, but i’m a special nurse,” you giggle, the sound as light as shining bells but two times as sweet. “I made head nurse of the hospitals most esteemed department before hitting thirty, I fought and worked hard for my spot; i’m sure you did too. but the thing is... I don’t see you as a commander, you’re not a... how do I put it...” you trailed off, a finger tapping at your chin while you thought. and bakugou’s heart ran wild watching your still somehow perfectly fingernail tap against your face. “oh, yes! you’re not an alpha male.”

bakugou saw red.

“WHAT?!”

“what?”

“what the hell is that supposed to mean?!”

“exactly what it sounds like I meant!”

“how on fucks name am I not an... an alpha male!” bakugous face burned at those words. what kinda fucking comparison was that?! 

“i’ve met men who are, hunny,” your smile is slow and sweet. “trust me, you’re not.”

fury and fire rose in his chest, and your dumb stupid face and eyes continued to draw him in.

“obviously you’re blind then,” bakugou steely said, his eyes focused in on the way that yours seemed to be enjoying this, maybe even a bit too much. 

he watched the way your pink tongue poked out, dragging along the bottom of your lip with a growing smirk, “prove it.”

now bakugou was no idiot, he knew the weight your words held, what you meant by your words. he also knew that sexual relations between the head nurse and an attending. but there was no holding back the fire that had been in his chest, burning so brightly that it overwhelmed him, creating a fiery explosion of action. 

his hands gripped your cheeks, pulling you in towards him, and his lips slammed against yours. you had been expecting this it seems, your hands making their way immediately to his white coat, fisting into the rough fabric while you felt his lips part against yours. 

this was surreal, for months now you had been interested in none other than dr. bakugou. he was temperamental and was so damn good and extraordinary at his job. his old head nurse had been someone who warned you about him, the best way to get him to leave you alone was to be the perfect follower. but you didn’t want him to leave you alone. no, you wanted what you were having right now. his sweet tongue pressing into your mouth, his strong and skilled fingers now pressing into your lower back, kissing you. commanding you.

you could barely keep yourself from laughing, the joy of finally winning over the cocky and temperamental doctor making you giddy.

“don’t fucking think imma let you get away with this,” bakugou growled against your mouth, his dangerous and heated lips leaving your mouth to press tearing and searing kisses against your skin.

“get away with what, beta?” you breathlessly sigh, hearing the way that the door was locked behind him sending pleasurable jolts down your spine.

“fucking hell, woman,” he snarled, and you couldn’t hold the surprised gasp when he suddenly lifted you up. your legs fastened around his waist, and to your utter joy, amazement, and fueling lust you could feel him stirring in his scrubs. 

your balance dipped when he slammed you down on the table. his mouth was furious against yours, lips that was more teeth and lips, desperate and ready to prove a point that you already knew to be truth. “I’ll fucking show you who’s a goddamn alpha.”

you could barely keep your legs locked around him when he lifted your scrub above your head. the taste of apples long gone from your tongue, now soaked with bakugous own taste. your chest heaved when he gazed at your breasts.

“first time seeing a pair of tits outside a medical book?” you banter, and bakugou’s eyes flashed dangerously.

oh this was too easy, you thought, but your delight was interrupted the moment he shedded your bra, flinging it down to the floor. 

his mouth moved to capture one of your pert nipples between his teeth, his tongue flicking against the bud. his other hand then moving to your other breast, massaging the tender and soft flesh between his expert hands. your back arching impossibly closer to him at this new feeling, his hot and wet mouth sending you into a hysteria while you buried your fingers into his messy hair, tugging him impossibly closer to your needy body. the growl that left his lips vibrates around your skin, making you shudder. he moves to give your neglected breast the same attention, his noises of approval from your tearing fingers sending a fire like no other between your thighs

“you’re so fucking hot,” he groans from the back of his throat, moving back to your lips. his tongue moves to press back between your lips, your own tongue moving to greet his again like a lost lover. but bakugou pressed on. 

his fingers moved to yank off the pants of your scrubs, something that was hard to do with your sitting position. but he lifted you back up, an elicit moan sounding from both your mouths at the feeling of your cold and wet tits dragging against his hot and solid pecs.

“I know...  i know i am,” you managed to get out between lustful kisses, when your pants hit the floor. bakugou’s presses his hips up firmly against your own giving your panties only claded body a taste of what was to come.  

“would you shut up,” he snarled, pressing even harder into you until your teeth clashed together. 

you shuddered when the cold surface of the table once again meet your unsuspecting thighs, but you were tossed right back into a state of euphoria the moment his thumb padded near to your cunt, teasing your core by merely tracing around it.

“look at how fucking easy you are, nurse y/l/n. telling me how i’m not some damn fucking alpha but you were ready to fucking hop on my cock since day one,” bakugou growled in victory. he pressed his thumb down against your panties, pressing into your clit before feeling the wetness pooling against the crotch.

“bakugou,” you whined as you felt him press down against you, calloused fingers seeking out your clit through the thin material of your panties, “don’t-”

“that’s dr. bakugou to you, nurse y/l/n,” bakugou commanded, his vermillion eyes burying into your own. your breathing quickened at the intensity behind his eyes, the desire for you, the alpha in him. “what do you want?”

"an alpha gets what he wants, no?” you sigh, your hips rolling against his floating fingers, sighing at the needed friction that came with it. “you don’t want me doing what I need to do on the floor, why bother now?”

there was silence, your words doing something to the doctor who laughed almost cruelly.

the clatter of bakugou haphazardly discarding his own coat and scrubs to the floor rang out as you bit your lower lip. you could hardly believe the sight of his cock that bounced out, slapping against his stomach while he tore away your panties. the weeping head of bakugou’s cock carded against your needy cunt, the bead of pre-cum against the tip smearing against your skin as he pressed the head against your clit teasing the stimulation instead of giving it too you. your fingers dug into bakugou’s forearms to keep yourself still as you tried to align yourself with his thrusting and throbbing cock, desperate for any stimulation.

“needy fucking slut,” bakugou laughed, the rough noise sending goosebumps across your skin. moving the head of his cock down to your tightness, pressing the swollen head inside your sopping cunt. the stretch of his cock nearly had your eyes rolling to the back of your head, the feeling of his thick, veiny cock trying to press into you, overwhelming you. you panted heavily at the intrusion, but still you tried to snap your hips against him. trying to get him to bury himself inside you to the hilt. bakugou caught your movements and pulling his cock away with a cocky grin, “don’t piss off your alpha male, nurse y/l/n-”

“y-you’re not--” you squeak, trying to keep your walls from clenching around him like a vice. “you’re not my alpha male...”

“well, then, I guess I’ll just--” bakugou pulled back leaving your desperate cunt without him, and a wail on your tongue.

“dr. bakugou, please-” you mewl loudly, your fingers curling onto his shoulders, trying to tug him back towards your body. the need between your legs was intense, too intense for you to fuck around like before. your cunt squeezing tightly while you coaxed him to shove his cock back inside you.

“oh?” bakugou feigned shock, his eyebrows lifting slightly to your discontent, his large palm coming under your thigh to hoist it up against his hip, the tip of his hard cock now pressed against your cunt again, “who do you want to fuck you?”

“dr. bakugou, please, please, fuck me, be my alpha-- SHIT!!!” 

catching you by surprise bakugou he buried himself inside you until the tip of his cock pressed into your cervix, your legs spasming around his wasit. with a groan, bakugous strong hands gripping your thighs as he pushed you down, using the table as support as he began to pound inside you relentlessly.

“you’re so fucking tight,” bakugou panted, pressing sloppy kisses against your neck, fingertips digging into the curve of your waist while he slammed into you with quick, harsh thrusts.

the movement was making you repetitvely slide against the table, your sweating skin relievivng traction while bakugou pounded into you. his speed was insane, his hips rough and forceful with the table creaking under ever successive thrust. the pleasure of bakugo’s cock filling you to the brim was overwhelming, taking over your senses as you continued mewl his name from his rough thrusts. 

bakugous hands lifted your thighs up, keeping them on his shoulders increasing the angle and the position of his hips, allowing gravity to help him drop back down your squelching cunt as you felt the prominent veins drag against your tight walls. your breasts bouncing from the quick motion, your fingers leaving bloodied crescent indents in his skin. the words that were once only muffled began to come out as garbled mumbles as you tried to keep your sanity up with his thrusts, the position making it difficult to move as your head fell repetitively against the table while you arched against him. this movement only exposing your neck to bakugou’s lips as he pressed his weight further onto you, leaving harsh and bruising bites against your skin.

“you’re so obedient like this, nurse y/l/n,” bakugou snarled in amusement, his eyes watching the line of drool that slipped out from between your parted lips, his tongue moving up to lap it up as he continued rocking his hips into yours, sweat making your bodies stick together and create delicious friction as he lowered his head to bite against the swell of your breast exposed from your dress being pulled down, “you all mine.”

“all yours,” you babble, eyes unable to focus on anything while your cunt burned in his fury.

“gonna fill this pretty pussy all the way fucking up,” he pants, his fingers twisting your nipples, your cry wanton and loud. “and then you’re gonna go back to work and listen like some good omega bitch.” his hands squeezing your plush flesh as his thrusts became sporadic, sloppily pounding into your body, his fingers trailing down, brushing against your clit to give you some extra stimulation as he sought out his release.

you whined at bakugou coarse and explicit words, each one enunciated by a rut of his hips, your entire body searing with the spreading stretch of your cunt around bakugou’s fat cock.

“dr. bakugou,” you screech as bakugou gave a particularly hard thrust inside you, the movement causing the head of his cock to hit the spongy wetness inside you that had you seeing stars, your eyes rolling as you continue to hump on his length, “oh fuckfuckfuck.”

“you wanna cum?” bakugous eyes remained locked on your euphoric facial expression, his sense of priding brimming over the top with how he was making you feel, “want to cum around your doctors cock?”

“doctor-” you babble when his cock hits a spot that had you contracting around his length, your thighs trembling against his shoulders when you felt yourself reaching your high, “bakugou, please.”

“Cum on my cock, nurse y/l/n” bakugou growled in your ear, his weight pressed entirely onto you. the sounds of your squelching joining sex, the stretch of your cunt, and his maddening voice in your ear was enough to send you over the top. an explosion of pleasure slammed through you, your cunt trembling, clenching and weeping in your release.

you sob in when its over, your walls still squeezing around his cock in the aftershocks of your climax, bakugou’s pace unrelenting as he fucked you like a pussy sleeve, pounding up into you to search for his own release. your body unable to come down from your high as you continued to writhe against him, nails leaving harsh welts against his skin as you quivered against him, his name coming out between jumbled curses as you felt yourself dancing on the edge once more, his cock brushing against the perfect spots inside you.

bakugou seemed to notice a second high building within you, for his hand stretched between your meeting stomachs, slipping between your spasming lips to reach your clit, rubbing it frantically with his thumb, “why don’t you cum on my cock one more time.”

his lewd words on top of him playing with your clit is enough to send you back over, a second orgasm crashing through you as he continued his sloppy and powerful thrusts inside you.

“shit,” bakugou felt your cunt squeezing his cock as you continued to pulse around him, leading him towards his own release as his thrusts stuttered inside you, thick and hot cum milking from his cock coating your insides as he came with a gruff grunt.

the two of you stayed there for some time, nothing but mixing hot breathes, sweating bodies, and delirious brains. you couldn’t even open your eyes, exhaustion and excitement keeping them sealed tight. but you were still at work and the all too familiar sound of your pagers going off. 

a small groan left your lips while he got off you, the release of his cock from your abused cunt was a feeling you hadn’t wished to return to, but still, you had to get dressed with the feeling of your intermixed cum slipping from your cunt. you dressed in silence, ready to go out and fight the oncoming ambulence.

“I expect you to do as you’re told now, nurse y/l/n,” bakugou stated, pushing his white coat back on while he began walking back to the front door while you slide your own scrubs on. “you’re mine, I hope you remember that.”

your face felt on fire when he opened the door and left. you sighed knowing that you had a job to do after all, nurses were supposed to meet the demand of doctors at the end of the day

Ahh okay. I didn't know that. Thatnks for an explanation! You're right. Its fucked up. Imma just adjust myOCs and make the lips plump and not like this.

Hey jsyk it’s 2018 and if you’re still drawing characters with big lips like THIS, even if they’re pale/not black, it’s fucking racist. Stop doing it.

No excuses. “It’s a stylistic choice!” It’s a RACIST stylistic choice.

“Idk how else to draw big lips!” That’s because you relied on racist caricatures and are a bad artist. Teach yourself. Learn. If you’re not willing to do that, then you are a bad, racist artist.

“But it’s part of the character design!” Yeah, and it’s racist. If it’s your OC, then change it. If it’s not your OC, make the right choice and draw them with normal looking bigger lips instead of this racist monstrosity.

And if this post makes you uncomfortable because it’s calling you out for stuff you’ve done, good. Fix it. Own up to it. Grow.

If you see this and you’re first thought is to defend this: you are racist. You are part of the problem. Congrats. Now work on yourself and unlearn that.

Fighting Fate - Ch 2

Read Chapter One

Ship: Sir Nighteye x GN!Reader

Genre: Angst with a happy ending, Mutual Pining, Office Romance

Warnings: Slight Sexuality, Yandere if you squint

Word Count: 1.3k

Summary: Nighteye’s quirk predicts his assistant will die before the night’s end, but he’s not about to accept fate this time around.

Do not repost.

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Everyone knew you were upset from the hard clack-clack-clack of your fingers jabbing away at your keyboard. You looked up to wish Bubble Girl a good night on her way out.  You smiled, but it looked more like you were baring your teeth.  The two of you usually walked to the subway together.  But not today.  Bubble Girl got to go home on time.  You got to transcribe case files from the Bronze Age.  Lucky.

You risked a glance up from your computer screen. Sasaki was still staring at you. Or was he staring through you? Was he looking into your future right now? What was he seeing? You tried to ignore him as he’d been ignoring you these past few days, but you couldn’t. All roads led back to Nighteye. The interns should be back from patrol soon. Would they be staying overtime too, or would it just be you and your domineering, soon-to-be-ex boss? It was a school night, so Deku would have to be sent home. Lemillion had recently graduated, so it was possible Sasaki would make him stay, too. As infuriating as he was, the thought of you and Sasaki having the whole office to yourself brought… possibilities. Your eyes flicked to the tickle torture machine. Your mouth suddenly felt dry.

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not coming for you but please do not tag skz or skz members with woojin content and put "woojin tw" in your posts thank you, seeing that in the tags will trigger a lot of people (myself included)

ASDFGHJKL IM SORRY. I didnt at first but i was like why not? but i’ll take it off now cuz I know why not. Thank you!!

Squad goals, am I right?

Laptop just decides not to save 800 words of a fic im writing so thats great

sex tapes

— Midoriya Izuku is an overanalyzer in every aspect; it shouldn’t surprise you that he’s into making sex tapes too. When you’re stuck at home for an indefinite period of time, it’s finally time to pull them out and watch them together. —

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pairing: midoriya izuku x fem!reader

warnings: 18+, smut, sex tapes, spanking, sir calling, fuck machine, bondage, choking, slight degradation, dom!midoriya

word count: 3,697

a/n: i’m sososooososoosoosooso tired…. I apologize for any and all mistakes i did this from 2 am to 6 am………..im so tired…… this is for the bnharem collab as always, check out the masterlist for the otherssss buhbye!

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“You want to see our sex tapes?”

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hc prompt : how would he take care of you if you come home wasted after a girls’ night out?

author’s note : this is my first time writing headcanons!! idk if this is good hc material but lemme know what you think! :) **gif not mine!!

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A popular request, I have written #38 for Todoroki Shouto!

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38: “Just a little longer, sweetheart.”

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