Izuku looks between the three of them and smiles as everything falls into place. He also smiles because he knows his next sentence is going to send them into a tizzy. Let the record show that Izuku Midoriya is a bit of an asshole. “Should we continue the movie… or go upstairs?”
“Upstairs? Like upstairsupstairs?” Kaminari asks, like he’s forgotten the layout of his own house.
The last chapter of my OT4 fic! Kiri/Baku/Kami/Deku finally have their extremely sexual “is this actually real life” moment(s) together! Kudos to the shower, the couch, the kitchen, and the bedroom.
Day Three: Sensory Deprivation | Temperature Play | Edgeplay | Knife Play
Summary:
Having a girlfriend who can create anything sounds great on paper — is great in real life, actually. But when it comes to Momo Yaoyorozu, there’s a natural sort of curiosity: what can she make, more importantly, how useful can it be?
Day Two:
Ass Worship | Begging | Medical play | Watersports
Pairing: Endeavor/All Might
Summary: Despite his off-putting demeanor, Enji Todoroki is a simple man. He just craves perfection, wants to taste it on his tongue, wants to wear it like a badge and show it off in a glorious blaze of fire.
But he’s always just shy of it, almost there each and every time. Number two hero, always called in as an afterthought if All Might is too busy wearing dreadful yellow suits and doing interviews. Father of the second best at U.A., even after Shouto finally embraced his true self in front of an entire stadium of heroes. Everything’s second.But not tonight.
Or: BRI IS DOING KINKTOBER WITH MY HERO ACADEMIA SEND HELP! Different pairings. Different prompts. Smut. Smut. And SMUT!
Chapter One: The Way I See It
Day One: Deep-Throating | Inflation | Face-Sitting | Masks
Pairing: Ojiro and Hagakure
Summary: At first, Toru Hagakure was like… air, like someone conducting an ongoing magic trick where clothing wrapped around the atmosphere to simulate a person. But there’s a personality attached, an enthusiastic girl who leaves his heart fluttering every time she says hello. And overtime, he learns that there’s ways he can see her, know her without relying on the visual. He can hear her, can tell how expressive she is through her tone of voice, knows if she’s happy or sad.
This is the story of a geeky anime/gaming gal by the name of Chibi. Please fasten your seat belts and prepare for... some sort of ride? Oh! I love to write, and I also love doing crafty things. I go to conventions with my partner and sell woodburned things, clocks, mirrors, and more! So expect to see those on here too :)
