Sobssobs They're So Perfect

he truly is something special

every time i get to this part of the manga i remember why hinata is my favorite fictional character. like. he started playing volleyball because of a guy with a cool nickname who encouraged him to play and now HE is the one who motivates other people with HIS cool nickname hes really my son

Drawing Brazil Hinata to distract myself from my country’s steep decline into fascism

[FA]ゴミ捨て場の決戦💥🏐

Adobe Fresco

2024

fluffy

another freaky bakugou thought of the day – 17+ only!

bakugou having a pretty girlfriend with glasses, who he loves soooo much! always cleaning them for her when they get dirty and pushing them right back up to the bridge of her nose.

he thinks his girl looks the prettiest with glasses, always complimenting and reassuring her when she gets self-conscious, but when she refuses to listen, there's only one thing he can do.

and he loves it.

"c'mon you can take it," he grunts, as you whimper, the words you wish to say being stuck at the back of your throat by his dick.

you're looking up at him, eyes watery and red, glasses slightly foggy, and hair wrapped around his fist in a messy ponytail.

fuck, you've never looked better to katsuki than now. he loved watching you turn into a mess around him, drool running down the corner of your lips.

you slowly push your head down lower, foggy eyes looking up at his, wanting his approval.

"doin' amazing for me, baby, fuck," katsuki choked out, head thrown back. his grip on your hair got tighter, unintentionally thrusting into your mouth, causing you to hit his thighs.

getting the hint, katsuki dragged you off. whimpering at the loss as you gasped and spluttered.

"kats, be gentle, pleaseee," you whined, feeling your throat burn.

a soft chuckle left his mouth at your expression, a cute little pout displayed on your fucked-out face. "'m sorry, baby. was it too much for you?" he mocked you condescendingly, his hand wrapped around his base as he nudged the tip of his cock towards your lips.

"open up. it aint gonna suck itself," he snarled. hand lightly making contact with your face.

a pathetic whimper escaped you as you stuck your tongue out, kitty licking his tip before taking it in whole.

"that's a good girl. taking me so well, shit," he breathed out. you pulled back slightly, sucking on his tip, knowing it was the fastest way to make his high approach.

katsuki couldn't help but thrust his hips up once more, eyes rolling back in his head at the sensations. "fuck, sweets. you trynna make me finish already?" his groans only encouraged you to pick up the pace, eliciting the sweetest and sluttiest moans from him.

he made the mistake of looking down at you, watching how your glasses covered the view of your beautiful eyes, slightly slanted with a small hand rubbing circles on your clit.

all he could do was groan, hands sparking slightly because of the pleasure. you felt so good around him; he wished he could live like this, reducing you to nothing but his cock warmer.

"shit, sweets, get off," he whimpered. ripping you off his dick once again before jerking it in his hand, back and forth.

you moaned at the sight, opening your mouth to suck around his head, pushing him to the brink of his high.

one last grunt left his lips before he came. white sticky ropes of cum hitting your face, staining your glasses, cheeks and tongue. the sight of him spilling all over you had your own high peaking, fingers coming to a stop on your sensitive clit as you jerked on the floor.

"katsu," you whimpered, eyes going cross-eyed, locked on the twitching dick in front of you.

katsuki's eyes finally opened, looking down at you before releasing another curse at the sight. quickly picking up his phone, he opened his camera, directing his still hard cock to rest on your tongue once again as he angled your face to look at the camera.

"that's it, there's my pretty baby. so fucking beautiful, covered in my cum," he smirked, snapping a picture before tossing his phone to the side.

katsuki picked you up by your underarms. placing you onto his hot to give you a searing fervent kiss. you moaned into his mouth, tongue fighting for dominance only for yours to succumb under his.

pulling away, katsuki slowly licked at your cheeks, cleaning up the remaining sticky substance and removing your glasses.

"now, you feeling any better? not gonna spew any more nonsense about how you 'look so ugly' with these on?" he pressed, frowning at you in fake anger.

giggling, you place your head in the crook of you neck. "if it means i get to suck you off, maybe i'll keep calling them ugly." you teased, feeling his arms tighten around your waist.

"you damn brat," he huffed, flipping you onto your back.

"looks like i'm gonna have to teach you some manners now," he growled. before you could protest, his hard, throbbing dick was already aligned with your opening.

he poked it in slightly, hearing you gasp at the intrusion. "get ready, ya fuckin'' minx. it's gonna be a looooong night."

first time writing smut... kinda scared.

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╰┈➤ ꒰🍓💌🥛 ┊boba time ┊ Hana ; #02 ꒱

『♡』 Post-Partum urinary incontinence is the bane of your existence, ruining everything, but Katsuki kisses you like it doesn’t matter.

『♡』 having a baby and all that comes with it, post partum anxiety, urinary incontinence, comfort, suggestive scene, insecurity, healthy relationship, pet names : bunny, angel, baby, f!reader

You keep peeing on yourself and it’s fucking infuriating. The stitches have healed and you’re coming along nicely but you just keep peeing on yourself.

You love Hana, her pretty little blonde curls and red eyes. You love her giggles and her cries, even when she makes you cry. But you keep peeing on yourself and it’s the most embarrassing part of having a baby thus far.

Katsuki doesn’t mind, he laughs a little with the baby in his arms when you shove her to him. He watches you waddle to the bathroom grumbling and muttering curses.

It really doesn’t bother him, but it bothers you.

Hana stretched your pelvic floor to hell and back and now, as the doctor said it, you have urinate incontinence.

You change your pad in a haste, wiping gently with a baby wipe and look in the mirror. A cry comes from the other room and you shoot out, darting toward your husband.

“What happened?!” You bite, rushing over to the pair.

Nothing. Nothing happened. Hana is happily sucking down a bottle of breast milk in her fathers arms. She’s getting milk drunk, happy as can be, and he’s bouncing her and humming.

“What’re you talkin’ about baby?” Katsuki mumbles, head tilted to look at your eyes.

“I-I thought I heard her crying..” You mumble and he gives you a pitiful look.

Katsuki moves to sit on the couch, flicking on some random shoujo anime he swears he doesn’t watch. And you follow suit, sitting next to him on the black leather.

His spare arm wraps around you, pulling you closer to his body. His other thick, muscular arm holds Hana and the bottle. He’s gotten amazing at that, multitasking.

Plush lips come down to the top of your head and he murmurs reassurance. You turn and curl into him, breathing in the familiar scent of him.

It’s interesting, smelling the mix of caramel and baby powder all at once. It isn’t something you though you’d find comfort in until now. You feel with your arm for the throw blanket and drape it over the two of you.

“What’s wrong angel?” He ponders, watching the way you close your eyes slowly and sigh in response.

The anime girls on the show are confessing their undying love with roses and bento boxes. It’s kind of cute.

Hana let’s out a satisfied noise and he pulls the bottle from her mouth with a pop, setting it to the side. You lick your thumb and wipe the excess milk from her face and giggle at her features scrunching up in disagreement.

“Just.. worried? What if something happens, you know? And and i- I can’t stop freaking peeing on myself. Even if it’s just a little. I don’t see why you’d be interested in me when I’m constantly- just- yeah.” You let out, breathless and frustrated.

Katsuki hums, leaning down to kiss your forehead. He unwraps his heavy arm from around your middle and turns, lifting your face using his thumb and hand. And he kisses you.

He kisses you deep and slow, sighing into it. And he breaks away when Hana makes a noise, bouncing her momentarily before going back in.

His lips are so soft and remind you of the first time you ever kissed. It reminds you of the day he asked you to marry you. The day he found out you were pregnant.

And his tongue is hot and heavy in your mouth. Patiently exploring and soothing the deep need in your bones to feel wanted.

“I don’t care that you’re peeing on yourself. I don’t care that you need to wear pads cause of it n’ I damn sure haven’t lost interest.” He breaks the kiss, forehead pressing to yours.

You open your mouth, then close it again, then speak.

“But you haven’t touched me..” You whisper, tears pricking your eyes.

“Oh bunny, is that what this is about?” He rasps, worried and kissing over your cheeks where tears begin to spill.

You nod and tremble in his grip.

“The only reason I haven’t fucked you on every surface in our house, haven’t licked every inch of your body, is because you’ve been tired, baby.” His thumb brushes over your lip and he kisses you again, softly.

“I’ve seen how much work you’ve been doing with Hana n’ all. And you’ve been so upset with yourself cause of the peeing situation I thought’cha weren’t ready, angel.” He explains.

Relief washes over your features and you sigh, weight lifted from your chest. You grab him by the jaw and kiss him as hard as you can. He deepens it, and only breaks when Hana begins to make noise.

“Is that- is that really why ?” You murmur, eyes wide and full of hope.

Katsuki nods, crimson eyes boring into your own. His arm bounces your daughter over and over, keeping her snoozing against the fat near his pec.

You spend some time watching the anime, drinking water and lightly snacking. Mundane things, domestic things. Everything that makes life worth it.

He gets up, walking through the house and into the nursery and places her in the crib for her nap time. When he gets back, Katsuki all but slings you into his lap.

You don’t have sex, but the shoujo anime is drowned out in the back regardless. He takes his time with you, exploring new ridges and curves of your body.

Momentarily, you worry about the pad pressing against him. Just how embarrassing it is, at least to you. But that goes away when he kisses up your throat and groans out a praise.

“You’re the sexiest thing on this planet.” He declares, nipping at your jaw, fingers digging into the plush of fat above your hip.

“So glad I made you a momma..” He murmurs, kissing your mouth. And you look to find him staring at you with love struck eyes, looking over your entire body.

He looks between you and let’s put a breathy sigh watching your hips rock into his. Satisfied, he tries to take it a little bit further.

And you forgot about all the water you had. You forgot about the fact that you’ll pee on yourself a little too easily.

So he jostles you, pulling you down so he can get a little more friction. And when he tries to adjust himself by scooching up more, your thin pad gets soaked through.

You screech, embarrassed that you just wet yourself while making out with your husband. It reminds you all too well of every little awkward thing you’ve ever done.

And he doesn’t care, he just ignores it, for a moment. Grabs you by the back of the head and kisses you nice and deep, squeezing your ass. He pats then, telling you to go ahead and change.

When you come back, you don’t notice that he’s changed his sweats to the most similar he could find. You don’t need to know that it got on his pants.

LOOOORRRDDDD LET ME BREATHE ARGRBFJFJDKEKKEKWOWJWI????!!??!?!?!?!? shit so funny it got me dizzy from laughing too hard