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stargirlygirl · 3 months ago

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rut suppressants pt.1

alpha!todoroki shoto x omega!fem!reader⋆｡°✩ — smut, p in v, masturbation, voyeurism, knotting, oral sex, swearing, 5.2k words

pt.2

You were typing away at your computer, responding to some dry work emails about tomorrow’s presentation. You had been working in a small team to design a new marketing strategy for your company’s latest hero gadgets. And of course, you had been pulling the weight of the team, you little hard worker. Or maybe your HR team didn’t hire the right candidates, you decide. It was easy enough though. The hard part was just getting your colleagues to look like they knew what they were doing by 10am tomorrow.

After responding to another email of “What does this mean?”, you heard the front door click open, grocery bags scraping against it. Ah, your mate is home. Finally, you smile.

You set your desktop to sleep before leaving the study. As you walk down the hallway, half-white half-red hair comes into view. He’s got his back to you. Black shirt clinging to his sweaty muscles. Must of been to the gym too, you thought. You rest your shoulder against the fridge, arms crossed underneath your chest, taking in the sight of you husband. He’s going through the bags, rummaging through them restlessly, clearly on the hunt for something.

“Need some help?” You smirk.

He turns around, blue-grey eyes wide. His expression visibly eases, slightly opened mouth forming a closed smile. “No, I’m fine. How was work?” He returns to his scavenger hunt in the bag right at his feet.

“Fine. I’ve got it under control for tomorrow’s meeting.” You push off of the fridge and come up behind him, hand on the edge of the island bench. You look over his shoulder, curious about what he could possibly be looking for. Shoto always gave you a kiss first thing whenever he came home, regardless of what had happened during patrol or of what you were doing. For him to neglect you like this was rather odd.

“You didn’t do all the work again, did you?” His voice had an edge to it… It made you bite your lip ever-so-slightly.

“You know how it is—”

“Well, it shouldn’t be,” he almost growled. “You should all be doing it, not just you.” He cussed under his breath.

Okay, this was getting weird. Agitated over you working hard? I mean yea but, he usually reins it it, accepts that this job is just that for you, a job. One that you’ve talked to him about leaving. And swearing? Not Shoto. Only when y’all are… you know.

“Shoto, babe, what’s up?” You say. You're standing directly behind him, you run your hand through his locks. He hums.

“I’m fine.”

“You’re not fine," you whine.

You watch as he starts going through the fourth bag, pulling out a small box with the label “Rut suppressants. Take as needed. Maximum dosage: five per day."

This little fucker. You snatch it out of his hands immediately, sprinting from the scene into the back of your apartment.

“[Y/n]! [Y/n] stop!” You can hear him coming after you, the sound of his feet hitting the floorboards. “Give that to me now!”

You’re running frantically, heart pounding in your chest, hands getting sweaty around the evil cardboard box. You dash into your shared bedroom, slamming the door shut. Fuck! Where should I hide it?

You look around, [e/c] eyes settling on the dresser. You race over to it, emptying the contents of the box into the first draw, beneath your bras and panties.

“[Y/n]!”

Shit, he’s close to the door. You slam the drawer shut and run-stumble into the ensuite. Leaning against the door, you lock it. Okay okay, think! Think! The door knob rattles.

“[Y/n]! Open this door right now or I swear—” The silver handle is shaking now.

The toilet! You open the lid and crush the box in your hands; it makes those crinkling noises before you toss it into the trash bin and flush the toilet. At that moment, the door bursts open.

Shoto’s chest is heaving. His eyes are unfocused, frenzied. He’s panting… with anger you decide as there’s no way that little sprint could of worked up the number 3 pro hero that much. He stalks towards you, grabbing your wrists and leaning down to meet your eyes.

“What did you do with it?” His tone shocks you. His voice is so low now… and hoarse. It throws you off. “With-with what?” You breath out. You’re pretty puffed. “Don’t play dumb. You didn’t actually flush ‘em down the toilet, did you?” His face is now inches from yours.

You remain defiant, eyes staring back into his. The heat radiating from his left tickles your skin. “Um… well yea, yea I did. They’re um, yea, they’re down the toilet.” He laughs. More like barks. His breath hits your face. All you can smell is his sweat interlaced with his fresh scent.

“You’re so bad at lying, you know that?” He smirks, straightening back up. His muscles pull taut as he runs pale fingers through that snowy, silky hair. You watch as he looks around the bathroom.

“Where’d you really put ‘em?” He looks back down at you, scrutinising you beneath his gaze. Your ragged breathing now hitches.

“I don’t—”

“Don’t deny it!” He shouts. You shrink back instinctively.

You’ve never seen him like this before. He’s always so controlled. Even when you’re in heat, he’s always got it together. Always able to draw back or change the pace when you need him to. That’s why you took the pills off him in the first place.

You’ve been getting suspicious for months now since the two of you got married that he’s been on rut suppressants. It just didn’t add up. After your first heat together, you had actually asked him about his ruts so you knew when you had to return the favour.

“I don’t really rut, babe.” His hand rubbed the back of his neck, heterochromatic eyes averting from yours.

You laughed in response. “You don’t rut?” Your eyebrows raised. “Should I be concerned or…”

“No,” he said shyly, “it’s not like that.”

You waited for him to continue, watching as his eyes fluttered from object to object.

“I don’t get very intense ruts.”

Your brow was still quirked. “You don’t get ‘very intense ruts’? Like, you don’t get super aggressive and horny when you rut.”

His muscles relaxed upon hearing that. He looked back at you now. “Yea, it’s a minor annoyance. Nothing to worry about.”

You relaxed too, seeing that he was more comfortable now. “Trust me.” He took your hands in his larger ones. The temperature difference of both something you weren’t used to yet. “You don’t ever have to worry about control with me.” He gave you a sweet reassuring smile.

“Are you sure? I mean—”

“Trust me.” He squeezed your hands and leaned over, planting a small kiss on your lips. You grinned as he pulled back, trusting his word, however strange it seemed.

Had he lied to you? When you had announced to your friends that you and Shoto were (finally) getting married, they had warned you about that post-wedding baby fever. The endless marathon sex you two would be having once your cycles synced up. You had been waiting your entire relationship for that to happen and it hadn’t. So, once you two tied the knot wink, you had been hoping that the talk of pups would come up, but it just hadn’t. That’s when you had begun to think something was off. Even if he didn’t have “intense ruts”, he would still be feeling the urge to breed you, wouldn’t he? Or maybe he just didn’t—

“Where did you put my suppressants?” He stared you down, thin brows furrowed. “Babe…” His hands are trembling at his sides. Pupils dilated so only the rims of his irises are visible. It strikes fear and-and something else into you. Attraction? Excitement? Maybe you should try something else. Something else that’s gonna get you the result you want.

“Make me.”

At this, he frowns even more. “Make you what?”

“Make me tell you.” You take a step forward, feigning confidence, coming close to him again and tilting your head to the side, challenging him.

He scoffs. Those beautiful eyes, like solar eclipses, flickering away from you for a moment. “Make you…” He says quietly. He stares at you even more intensely now as he’s thinks it over.

It’s time to get cocky. “Yea, make me.” You stretch up towards him, arms wrapping around his neck. “I want you,” you move to whisper in his ear, your lips brushing his earlobe. “My sexy Alpha,” you run both of your hands through his hair now. He groans right back into your neck, large hands palming your lower back. “To make me submit to you.”

In an instant, you're over his shoulder, his palm smacking your right cheek. He’s carrying you out of the ensuite. You’ve done it now hehe.

As he crosses the threshold, you notice the door knob was coated in ice, hanging there, limp. Looks like you’ve gotta add fixing that to your to-do list tomorrow. He throws you like a stuffed toy onto your plush bed. His shirt’s already coming off, rippling contours all for your pleasure. Yea, make that a ‘to-do next week’.

Large hands already besides your head. Lean arms, meaty thighs, delicious toned frame caging you in. You’re forced to stare into those mismatched eyes. Not like you’d want to do anything else anyways.

Your breaths intermingle, just like your scents. He just stares at you, licking his soft, full lips. Afternoon light from the adjacent windows makes your figures glow. You love the way it streaks through his hair, and he loves the way it catches on your pretty pink lips. He thumbs your lower lip, pulling it down to reveal your teeth. You lower your chin, taking his thumb into your mouth. You circle your tongue over the top of his thumb before tasting the pad of it. It’s cold, like a popsicle you suck on in summer. You can think of another ‘popsicle’ you’d rather be sucking on right now.

“I… I-I don’t…” His brows are knitted together once more. Pupils wavering between dilated and contracted, showing off those blue and grey hues you love so much. You stop what you’re doing with your tongue, opting to place both of your hands on his cheeks. His thumb leaves your mouth but rests on your chin.

“I don’t know if… if this s-safe.” You can’t stop yourself from giggling a little. What a cutie.

“Pookie, of course this is safe. I was made for you. You know that, right?” You smirk. You’re a feelin’ like a cocky little shit today btw if you didn’t get that. This man’s shyness inflating your ego.

“Of course I do but…” He averts his gaze, looking at your ear instead.

“But?” You continue. However, he doesn’t respond. He just moves his hand from your chin and tucks a strand of [h/c] hair behind your ear, which has suddenly become the most interesting thing in the room.

“You don’t wanna hurt me? You do wanna hurt me but don’t wanna admit it?” You tease.

“No! No, of course I don’t want to hurt you.” His eyes shift back to yours.

“Shoto.” You squeeze his cheeks gently. “I’m your omega. If you hurt me then you can just make it better.” You bring his face closer to yours. “You can make it better, can’t you?” You whisper.

He gulps, his adam’s apple bobbing up and down with the motion. “Y-yea,” he replies, voice low, “I can.” That last part coming out with more confidence.

“Good, then don’t make me dom you, Alpha. That’s kinda embarrassing for you.” You giggle whilst leaning up to him and finally, kiss him.

You both moan into it, feeling the relief washing through you two. But quickly, it’s not enough. It’s far from enough. He growls into your lips, changing his tilt. You follow his lead. You like that. His tongue grazes your bottom lip and you part immediately for him. The tangle that ensues is soul-gripping, bone-shaking, mind-blanking, breath-taking…

Your fingers are gripping his locks. His fingers are gripping the hem of your thin white tank top. Saliva, don’t know don’t care whose, if dripping from the corners of your mouth. His exhale is your inhale and vice versa. He catches your lower lip between his teeth. His sharp canines sending tingles throughout your entire being. There’s nothing that gets you slicked up like a lip bite from your Alpha.

He pulls away, you two panting. Not that the reprieve is sufficient or long-lived. Soon his lips are sucking and nipping your earlobe and that sensitive spot beneath your ear. You whimper out his name. “Shoto”, “Alpha”, “Daddy”, maybe “Babe” or “Honey”… yea, those, they’ll be the only words you know for the next week.

He nips at your mating mark, the beautiful white scar just above your left collarbone. He continues biting it, almost re-piercing the scar. You can’t help the moan-mumbles that tumble out of your mouth. Already, your wetness is soaking your blue lace panties and beginning to slide down your inner thighs.

“Fuck,” Shoto breathes out into your other ear. You shudder at the word, one hand sliding down to his shoulder.

He continues at it, licking and sucking and kissing and biting at your neck. Soon, his fingers are tearing through your top. You mewl at the sensation of him ripping the torn, flimsy fabric off your body. His hands reach for your bare breasts, cupping them completely. Those long fingers begin pinching at the sensitive flesh. Your body responds instinctively, moaning, small hands grasping his wrists, breaths catching in your chest and throat.

He fingers your nipples before bringing his mouth down to you, lips ghosting the hard peaks between his fingertips. He takes one into his mouth, eliciting a delicious whimper from you. His warm tongue circles your nipple as you did to his thumb, but just so much better.

You’ve barely gotten started and yet, you know never get enough of this. No matter how many times he’s done and will do this to you, and so much more, you’ll never be forever satiated. You just can’t be.

He moves to the other, keeping your now wet left breast covered by his cool palm. Fuck, that feels good. More moans spill from your mouth as he continues his ministrations. That slick is at your knees, probably. You can’t really tell cause it just feels like a wet, sticky mess down there at this point.

“Shoto,” you whine. He groans in response. “Hurryyyyy up,” you drag out that ‘y’ as you mewl. You shudder as he chuckles against your tender skin. Tender from his bites and sucking, of course.

“You want me to go faster?” He pulls away from your breast, face coming back close to yours. You whine and nod your affirmation.

“But if I go faster,” he strokes your cheek softly with the back of his index finger, “you’ll miss out on all the fun.” His finger trails down to your chin, gripping it tightly but playfully with his other fingers.

Damn, you’re getting wetter by the second. He’s doesn’t usually tease you during your intimacy. Prefers that slow, soul-binding kinda love-making.

He just smirks at you before moving back to his painstakingly slow kisses and sucks on your breast. He only moves down to your ribs once he’s satisfied and you’ve probably soaked the bed sheets with how much he’s turning you on. It’s driving you insane. No. He drives you insane.

Shoto’s hands wrap around your ribs, feeling their rise and fall and their ridges. “Beautiful,” he mumbles, kissing each rung. He keeps those eyes on you. All cocky. He knows what he’s doing to you and he likes how pathetic it makes you for him. And you can’t help but like it too.

After thoroughly kissing and touching every part of your torso, your arms, your everything really, he’s finally fingering your low waistband. You sigh relief and begin wriggling, trying to get those pants off as fast as possible, but your Alpha is still having none of it.

“Be patient,” he growls as he squeezes your clothed inner thigh, your flesh perking up between his fingers.

“But Alpha—”

“I said,” he stares you down, this dark look in his eyes, “be patient.”

You whine, “Yes Alpha.”

Hearing your compliance, he loosens his grip on your thigh and begins kissing your hip bones and skin just above the band. Fuck, he’s really killing you this time. I thought alphas were all, “Let’s bang. Now. Hard.” when they’re rutting but, I guess not. Maybe, Shoto didn’t completely lie to you by saying that his ruts were different to other alphas. Or maybe, he just wants to tease you for once.

You’re brought back to reality when you gasp reflexively to him biting into your inner thigh through your wet pants. Wet as in soaked and clinging to your hot skin.

“You’re not focusing on me.” Shoto’s voice is low, raspy. Fuck, you love it when he talks like that. Especially just after he’s woken up and you two have some fun together before getting up.

“And you’re not even focusing on me right now.” He bites even harder into your thigh, breaking through the fabric and pulling little red dots to the surface of your now swollen, marked flesh.

“I,” you breath out. “I thought you wanted me to be patient.”

“I want you to do both. Can you manage that? Or is that too much for my little girl?” He’s got a shit-eating grin across face. Since when was your husband such a tease, and such a good fucking one at that? It’s the years of pills, you decide.

“N-no, I can’t manage. Help me m-manage.” You imagine that you must look like some blubbering, whimpering mess right now, and you’re not even naked yet. And he’s not even naked yet.

“Okay,” his grin widens.

Licking those glorious lips, those lips that you want on yours and not the ones on your face if you know what I mean, he pulls away from your thighs. He gets up from the bed, taking off his grey sweatpants and briefs. And fuck, you’re not ready for what meets you. For real. Swollen, hard, precum dripping down the shaft.

He smirks at you as he grabs his cock with his hand, moaning on impact. His other hand comes up to his face, finger pointing to the side of his mouth. At this point, your sitting up, thighs to calves, legs spread wide, dragging your wide eyes up and down his body.

“You’re drooling.”

I would say that you blushed at hearing this, but you’re already red as fuck in the face with how hot he’s been making you. You’re embarrassed and laugh it off, hand coming to wipe that spit from the side of your mouth. Yea, that was definitely yours and not his from earlier. That had already dried.

“W-well, how can I not when,” you take a deep breath in and look back up at him, “when my husband looks this good.”

“Have I got your attention now?” That rasp. That will be the end of you. Or the end of these bed sheets, whichever comes first. You nod feverishly. “Good girl.”

Ah fuck. He’s praising you. Fuck. That’s it. If that dick isn’t in you within the next three minutes, who knows what will happen next. You start shuffling over toward him when he stops you.

“No. You stay there. I want you to watch.” His eyes crinkle as he smiles, amused by your reaction as you realise what’s going on. Is this how this twisted fucker wants you to help you 'be patient' and 'focus'? By not letting you touch him? And by not touching you?

“I can’t. No. Babe. No please.” You’re shaking your head vigorously, already rising from the bed when his hands find your shoulders and push you back to sit down on the edge.

“Watch.” His voice is commanding, absolute.

You’re forced to obey your alpha and sit there helplessly as he pumps his veiny cock with those veiny hands. The precum now all over his dick with even more leaking from the tip. His dick that should be in you right now. His eyes are trained on you, observing every stuttered breath you take in, every time you bite the side of your lip, how focused you are on how he’s pleasuring himself. That feels even better than his hands ever could. Fucking hell.

“Can I—” You start.

“No. Just watch."

“Not you but my—”

“No. Watch.” His tone is stern. His voice strained.

Fuck. If your hands were bound then this would be so much easier, but no, you’re forced to hold back from touching yourself by your alpha’s command and your own self-discipline. You doubt that you’re even allowed to rock your hips right now.

You watch as his movements get faster and now he’s panting. His eyes half-lidded and tongue darting out across his lower lip every so often. You can see the sweat beading on his chest. You start whining, wanting to be the one touching him like that. What you wouldn’t give to just… just have him right now.

“Please,” you begin. Which becomes a slew of please daddy, please, please let me touch you, please, I’m sorry that I took your suppressants, I’m sorry okay, I’m sorry Alpha, I’m sorry that I wasn’t being patient or f-focusing on you, please Alpha, please let me touch you, please, please, please, please… You don’t stop. You can’t stop. All you can do is sit there, slick drenching the sheets below you even though you’re lower half is still clothed, and plead for your alpha to fuck you.

His pale hips jerk forward and you can tell he’s really close. Would he even let you swallow it? But he stops. He stops and comes over to you, collapsing onto you, arms around your shoulders and neck.

“Shoto,” you squeak, but it’s muffled by his weight falling onto you. He huffs into your ear and you just rub his back.

“Tired already,” you jest, but he’s not in the mood to play with you anymore.

“Enough. I can’t cuddle my wife?” He mumbles grumpily into your shoulder before taking the flesh between his teeth.

You hum, “You can always cuddle your wife, but I’d like it more if you fucked me.” He chuckles low, right below your ear. You feel it vibrating through his throat and chest.

“Yea, I bet you would.”

He holds you for a little longer before pulling back, peeling his sweaty body off yours.

“Alright, I’ll give you your reward,” he smiles lazily, even showing off one side of his pearly whites.

You squeal with delight, “Finally!”

“Oi, settle,” he says as positions you so that he’s between your legs, spread wide, slowly pulling both pants and panties off you. Oi?

“So, you’ve been on patrol with Dynami—”

“Don’t mention him,” Shoto growls. He’s been doin’ a lotta that today and you like it. A lot. “Or anyone else right now. It’s just you and me.” You nod submissively. You really should stop riling him up sometimes. But you can’t help it. You’re a cheeky little shit after all.

The relief that engulfs you once those dreadful clothes are off brings out a sigh of pleasure from you. He doesn’t make you wait any longer. He’s already at the source of your heat, lapping up your slick like it’s the elixir of life. To him, it is. You whimper and mewl as his tongue makes its’ way between your folds. It feels so warm and wet, perfect against your swollen lips. You relish in the feeling of what he’s doing to you.

Shoto eats you out like he’s been starved. Greedily, hungrily, in a frenzy. Without a break for air, he keeps going. That tongue, those long digits curling inside of you, his lips, all making you shake and mew. The whimpers and words leaving your mouth are unholy and impure, some real nasty shit.

Only he can get you like this. Only he can have you saying shit like, “Fuck me however you want, daddy.” Or, “Knot in me, alpha! Breed your little omega!”

Once he’s had his fill, he moves away from your core, grabbing your hips and flipping you over, onto your stomach. His fingers are back at your folds, playing with your clit and teasing your entrance, drawing more filthy moans from you. You feel him move on top of you, straddling you. He withdraws his fingers, replacing them with what you’ve been craving for this entire time.

You moan loudly as he fills you up, completely, inch-by-inch. He groans as you draw him in, tight walls clenching around his girth. He stays still for a few moments, allowing you to get comfortable, before he sets a brutal pace. You hands are by your shoulders, gripping the sheets as he fucks you.

Your body is shaking, contorting to his every rough thrust in and out. It’s got your mind absolutely filled with how only your mate can do this to you. You can’t even form a sentence. You mewl, over and over, to the sound of your skin slapping harshly together. Your mingled groans and moans, all that dirty shit dripping from your mouths fill the room. It’s humid. Sweat coating your bodies. Your hair is stuck to your forehead.

Your favourite part — besides from how tight he’s gripping your hips, likely (and hopefully) leaving bruises on your soft skin — is how deep he gets. His tip reaches that perfect spot, making your toes curl and knees bend, before he draws back out, and he does it again and again.

“Sh-sho-shot-to." He grunts out in response. “Sho-sho-I—” Fuck, you can’t even get the sentence out. That’s how brain fucked, how body fucked, this man’s got you.

“What?” He growls. He’s breathing hard, you can hear it, and it makes you drip even more and he can feel it.

“Use your words, baby. What is it?” He groans.

The filthy sounds of him pounding you fills your ears. The squelching of your juices around his length. You can’t even remember what you were trying to say. Oh! That’s right!

“I-I Shoto-Sho fuck I’m-I-I’m gonna,” your voice is quiet and breathy, but he still hears you clearly.

He can feel your thighs beginning to shake, the way your pussy tightens and then releases, and he knows what you mean. “I know,” he grunts again. You continue to moan, feeling your climax coming in hard n’ fast. You gotta know if—

“Just hold on for me, alright. Just-just hold on.” You whimper in response. Not cum yet? You don’t know if you can do that.

“I’ll try—”

He cuts you off, saying, “You will wait for me.”

Your moans and mewls get louder as you get closer, as does his growls and grunts. Even if you can’t wait for him , it doesn’t really matter, you still benefit.

He picks up the pace. You never even realised he had this kinda stamina. But, you should of known. He is THE pro hero ‘Shoto’.

It feels impossibly more pleasurable. It’s like he’s surrounding you. Every thrust is godsent. You couldn’t escape the pleasure of this moment, even if you tried. Your orgasm is building and building, threatening to crash down on you any second now.

“Shoto!” You cry out. You’ve got tears in your eyes. Your shaking, trembling, convulsing as you climax. You squeeze around him hard, sending him over the edge with you. You’re sobbing and screaming at this point, as you feel his knot swell and plunge into you. Thick, white, hot ropes spilling into you. Filling you completely with his seed. Fuck.

You ride out the high together, him rocking into you and you rocking as much as you can manage back into him. Breathing out, he leans down, pulling you back and laying you two on your sides. You groan at the movement, still experiencing those last minute tremors of your orgasm. His legs intertwine with yours, arms wrapping around you. He strokes your head, drawing you close into him as you both calm down. You sniffle and he takes this opportunity wipe the tears from your eyes.

You giggle, “Thanks, honey.” The words dampened by your sudden emotional outburst.

“Anything for you, love," he responds as he kisses the side of your forehead and moves to grab the blankets, pulling them over you two, up to your chin. You snuggle back into him, hands grasping his forearms, a mindless smile spreading across your face.

You say, “You’re not done with me yet, are you?”

He remains silent for a few seconds, before groaning into your hair. It still smells like fresh cut strawberries in the midst of all the scents filling the room.

“Only if you tell me where you hid my suppressants.”

“Than I’m never telling you!” You squeal. There ain’t no way you’re gonna give up this side of your alpha just yet.

“Hey, that’s not what you should be saying,” hey says. His voice is low, bordering on a growl.

“Sorry for not following your script," you say. And now you’re the one wearing a shit-eating grin.

“You know,” he shifts, now leaning over you and narrowing his doe eyes at you, “if you insist on acting up, then maybe I will just have to fuck you through this rut of mine.”

“I hope you do,” you say with a smirk even wider.

“’Course you do,” he grumbles, laying back down again, nose buried in your hair.

You two lay in silence until his knot goes down, and he can finally pull out. He turn you back onto your stomach and pulls the blankets back, drawing out slowly, making you moan. His cum gushes out, further eliciting moans from you.

You can feel it dripping down your the back of your thigh. Shoto watches, enjoying the sight. Though, before he’s realise it, he’s got his fingers inside of you, finger-fucking that cum back into you. You can’t help but start whimpering and moaning even louder as you feel him fingering you.

“Shoto…”

He draws his fingers back out, letting the cum drip out again. He’s tempted to slide them back into you so that no more escapes, but he refrains from doing so, knowing that you two need to talk a bit more about kids than just “Do you want kids? Yea, I want kids. Do you? Yea, sounds good.”

He clears his throat before saying, “I hope you’re ready, baby.” He wraps his hand around your waist and turns you over, onto your back. Your eyes find each other. The sun’s setting, illuminating how wet and dewy and bruised your soft flesh is.

You breathe out, smiling happily, “I’m ready.”

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lilacgaby · 5 months ago

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after an attempt on your life, the royal family turns to promising young blood, hoping to find someone to protect you. katsuki was chosen and ended up dedicating himself to you in a way even he never predicted.

excuses, excuses

katsuki had left you, overwhelmed by the situation you two were now tied to. now, when he finally reaches his dreams, he realizes victory doesn't taste as sweet without you.

my first, my last, my everything.

summary: katsuki left that life behind for you. but when the life you two built from scratch together was threatened, what else could he do but go back?

my last, my everything.

ride or die

you'd been partnered up with the hotheaded speed racer, katsuki. who knew he'd end up more interested in you then the races he'd win?

crayons and connections

after a harsh relationship he really didn't want another try at romance for a while. at least, not until he hired you. he thought he loved the way you cared for his kids, but you both knew it was something more.

*truth bomb! (f,h)

in which a lovesick girl is hit by a truth telling quirk that lasts 7 days.

*serenity (f)

in which a longtime fanboy meets his anime crush in his world.

entranced (f)

through all stages of his life, katsuki was entranced with you.

save me

katsuki has always saved you, his princess.

saved.

awakened

you've been asleep all this time, who knew a barbarian would be the one to awaken you?

death is inevitable, but why you?

summary: each boy has to live through their horrors, the horror of losing you.

fairy tale.

summary: katsuki's life had been flipped onto its head, who knew some pixie dust was all he needed?

iced out.

"he'll need an ice pack when i'm done with him."

fantasy au's:

dragonking!bkg 2

dragonking!bkg x tinkerbell!reader

barbarian!bakugo 2 3 4

prohero! au:

prohero!bkg 2 3 4

interview but he's down bad 2

preschool!teacher reader

kidnapped!reader

domestic au:

4:25 a.m

family errand running

interview with his daughter

6:21 a.m

mini you.

girldad!katsuki

nanny!reader

random drabbles:

mini me

katsuki thinks it's cute how you adopt his habits, calling you his mini-me.

he's a scaredy-cat.

is he proposing or...?

childhoodfriends

shy!reader

back kissing him</3

nerd!bakugo

physical touch

muscle-kisses

boyfriend!bakugo

only shy to him

racer!katsuki

comfort

the one who got away..

hypotheticals

drawing him

drawing on his hands

makeup on him

-todoroki shoto

*marry me! (f)

in which a royal prince and a witch get married to dethrone the king.

death is inevitable, but why you?

summary: each boy has to live through their horrors, the horror of losing you.

random drabbles:

is he proposing or...?

-tamaki amajiki

random drabbles:

shy!reader 2

sfw alphabet

timeskip!tamaki

period comfort

-kirishima eijiro

lucky me.

you always seemed to attract bad luck, yet you think your life might be turning around as you reconnect with light itself.

random drabbles:

is he proposing or...?

-midoriya izuku

death is inevitable, but why you?

summary: each boy has to live through their horrors, the horror of losing you.

random drabbles:

is he proposing or..?

-denki kaminari

random drabbles:

is he proposing or...?

-neito monoma

random drabbles:

shy!reader

-hitoshi shinsou

i'll love you, even from afar.

random drabbles:

period comfort

-touya todoroki (dabi)

better 4 u

summary: touya didn't deserve you, he knew there was someone out there better for you.

#bakugo #bakugo x reader #mha x reader #mha bakugou #my works✧ミ★#bnha #shoto todoroki x reader #shoto x reader #todoroki x reader #shoto todoroki

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touyafootfetish · 7 months ago

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tell your baby that i’m your baby

#todoroki touya #touya todoroki #todoroki shoto #shoto todoroki #todoroki enji #enji todoroki #endeavor #dabi #my hero academia #mha #boku no hero academia #bnha #professional yapper ミ★

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saikoucorps · 6 months ago

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SHOTO TODOROKI

♱ KEY ┊FLUFF — 🥝 ANSGT — 🍇 SMUT — 🍋‍🟩

✘ FICS

— none yet

✘ DRABBLES

— none yet

✘ HEADCANONS

— none yet

✘ THIRSTS

— none yet

✘ SMAUS

— none yet

#ꪆ★୧ saikoucorps #mha #my hero academia #bhna #boku no hero academia #shoto todoroki #shoto todoroki x reader #shouto todoroki #masterlist

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kateschi · 2 months ago

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first milestone event

⊹ ࣪ ˖ notes: in honor of reaching my first milestone on this account, I have decided to host an event centered around everybody’s favorite tense trope: “what are we?”

in addition to this, i will be hosting a fanfic giveaway after posting all the stories related to the event, so stay tuned! (update: it's here)

now before, we proceed, I want to sincerely thank you all for your support and kindness throughout my journey so far; I hope that the stories in this event and everything that follows will be up to your liking 🩷

again thank you lots!!

ᯓ★୭˚. FRIENDS OR MORE? ft. todoroki shoto

ᯓ★୭˚. RIVALS OR MORE? ft. bakugou katsuki

ᯓ★୭˚. ENEMIES OR MORE? ft. takami keigo

ᯓ★୭˚. ALLIES OR MORE? ft. todoroki touya

kofi — navigation — masterlist

do not copy, translate, or plagarize

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koishiro · 10 months ago

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< 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅ moodboards 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

𝓂𝓊𝓁𝓉𝒾𝒻𝒶𝓃𝒹ℴ𝓂 .ᐟ‪‪‬ [cw: afab!reader]

2nd moodboard mlist here .ᐟ‪‪‬

.ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛsᴜ ᴋᴀɪsᴇɴ.

— # 𝒿𝒿𝓀 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

Dating satoru gojo ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹

Dating satoru gojo pt.2 ⋆˚✿˖°❀

Dating geto suguru ˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

Dating geto suguru pt.2 🌱⋆｡°₊ ⊹˚ 🍵

Dating geto suguru pt.3

Dating kento nanami ⋆˙⟡♡

Dating shoko ieiri 💌 𓆩♡𓆪

Dating kiyotaka ijichi 💌

Dating toji fushiguro ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

Dating megumi fushiguro ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚.🎀༘

Dating megumi fushiguro pt. 2 ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

Dating megumi fushiguro pt.3 💌

Dating nobara kugisaki ✧˖🎀 ✧˖°

Dating yuji itadori .ೃ࿔*:･

Dating yuji itadori pt.2 💌 𝜗𝜚 ⊹ ‧₊˚ 🐇

Dating yuji itadori pt.3 💌

Dating ryomen sukuna *ੈ✩‧₊˚

Dating ryomen sukuna pt.2 ✧˖°.

Dating yūta okkotsu 💌 ♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧

Dating yūta okkotsu pt.2 💌 […coming soon]

Dating toge inumaki ✉⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨୧˚

Dating toge inumaki pt.2 💌 ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩

Dating toge inumaki pt.3 💌 ⋆.°𖦹🎱.★⊹

Dating maki zen’in ₊˚⊹꒷

Dating naoya zen’in 💌 ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡

Dating choso kamo 💌 ⋆☆ ⊹°˖

Dating takuma ino 💌 ꒰ 🥥 ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

.ᴍʏ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍɪᴀ.

— # 𝒷𝓃𝒽𝒶 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

Dating katsuki bakugo ★🎸🎧⋆｡ °⋆

Dating katsuki bakugo pt.2 .° ༘⋆🖇₊˚ෆ

Dating katsuki bakugo pt.3 ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ ⁩

Dating katsuki bakugo pt.4 💌 ⋅ᯓᡣ𐭩

Dating eijiro kirishima ꩜ ⋆⑅˚₊ ༘⋆

Dating eijiro kirishima pt.2 ⋆♱✮♱⋆

Dating izuku midoriya 💌 ₊˚⊹ ᰔ

Dating izuku midoriya pt.2 𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ 𓈒ㅤׂㅤ🍈 ⭒

Dating shoto todoroki ⋆｡°✩

Dating denki kaminari 💌 ✩₊˚ ⚡️ .⋆☾⋆

Dating dabi todoroki ⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨୧˚

Dating tamaki amajiki ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅ ☆

Dating tamaki amajiki pt.2 💌 𐙚🧸ྀི

Dating shōta aizawa 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ᰔᩚ

Dating keigo takami 💌 ⊹˚. ♡.𖥔 ݁ ˖

Dating hitoshi shinso 💌 ₊˚⊹⋆

Dating hitoshi shinso pt.2 💌 ₊˚࿔*:･୧

Dating fumikage tokoyami 💌 . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

Dating fumikage tokoyami pt.2 💌

Dating mezou shouji 💌 ✩˖ ࣪‧₊˚໒꒱⋆✩

Dating hanta sero 💌 ✧˖°

Dating present mic 💌 ₊˚࿔*:･୧ 🎤

Dating mr compress 💌 / 💌 ⋆.˚✮🎧✮˚.⋆

Dating snipe 💌 / 💌 🔫 .𖥔 ݁ ˖

Dating himiko toga 💌 *ੈ𑁍༘⋆

Dating kyoka jiro 💌 𓍢ִ໋🍓͙͛ ๋࣭

Dating kyoka jirou pt.2 💌

Dating rumi usagiyama (mirko) 💌 ᐟᐟ☆🗒️💭.ᐟ

Dating neito monoma 💌 ୨ৎ⊹ ࣪ ˖⭒

Dating neito monoma pt.2 💌 […coming soon]

Dating tomura shigaraki 💌 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀

Dating mashirao ojiro 💌 *๑♡՞

Dating twice 💌 ᡣ𐭩. ݁₊ ⊹ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ₊ ⊹

Dating taishiro toyomitsu (Fatgum) 💌 ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺

Dating momo yaoyorozu 💌 ˚ ༘ ౨ৎ⋆｡˚

Dating tsuyu asui 💌 ⋆｡˚୨୧˚｡⋆

Dating mina ashido 💌

Dating ochaco uraraka 💌 ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨🍇୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

Dating tenya iida 💌

Dating tenya iida pt.2 💌

more in 2nd moodboard mlist .ᐟ‪‪‬

.BLUE LOCK.

— # 𝒷𝓁𝓁𝓀 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

Dating isagi yoichi 💌

Dating nagi seishiro ‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊

Dating nagi seishiro pt.2 🪼⋆.ೃ࿔*:

Dating itoshi rin ｡ﾟ ꒰ঌ ✦໒꒱ ༘*.ﾟ

Dating itoshi sae 💌 ⋆˚☆˖° ⚽️

Dating itoshi sae pt.2 💌 ⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺

Dating michael kaiser 💌 ₊˚⊹ ʚɞ

Dating alexis ness 💌 𐙚⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ 𐙚

Dating hyoma chigiri 💌 ⛧🦇⋆♱✮♱⋆

Dating kenyu yukimiya 💌 ·.༄࿔

Dating kenyu yukimiya pt.2 💌

Platonic!charles chevalier 💌 ଳ ‧₊˚

Dating barou shouei 💌 ˗ˏˋ 🍓 ˎˊ˗˚⊱🪷⊰˚౨ৎ

Dating ranze kurona 💌 ⋆.°𖦹🎱.★⊹

Dating eita otoya 💌 ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩

Dating eita otoya pt.2 💌

Dating eita otoya pt.3 💌

more in 2nd moodboard mlist .ᐟ‪‪‬

.TOKYO REVENGERS.

— # 𝓉ℴ𝓀𝓎ℴ 𝓇ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃ℊℯ𝓇𝓈 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

Dating izana kurokawa 💌 🫀⋆ ࣪.

Dating rindou haitani //b4 bonten// 💌 ೃ࿔*:๑♡՞

Dating rindou haitani //bonten// 💌 ꩜♪⋆☆₊˚⊹

Dating rindou haitani pt.2 //bonten// 💌

Dating kakucho 💌 [coming soon] 🌷͙֒ ⋆ ˚｡

Dating hajime kokonoi 💌 […coming soon] ˖°❀ ᡣ𐭩

Dating bonten sanzu haruchiyo 💌 ᡣ𐭩. ݁₊ ⊹ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ₊ ⊹

Dating mikey sano 💌 𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖🏮𖦹 ๋࣭ ࣪

Dating bonten!mikey sano 💌

Dating ken ryuguji (draken) 💌 / 💌 ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ ⁩

Dating hanma shuji 💌 ๋࣭ ⭑

Dating baji keisuke 💌 εїз

Dating inui seishu 💌 _ ★₊˚﹟🪐 '

Dating hanemiya kazutora 💌 ᡣ𐭩ᡣ𐭩

Dating takashi mitsuya 💌

Dating toman hakkai 💌 ୨ৎ⊹ ࣪ ˖⭒

Dating shion madarame 💌 ᡣ𐭩 •｡ꪆৎ

Dating yasuhiro muto 💌 […coming soon]

Dating wakasa imaushi 💌

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yinemw · 2 months ago

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𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮

context: different ways bf Shoto’s quirk comes to use and is convenient in your life 🔥🧊 (afab reader on second to last one)

warnings: none

character: Shoto Todoroki from MHA

m.list

★ during cold winter nights, when the burning fireplace and hot cups of tea aren’t enough to warm you up, Shoto always pulls you close. Using the heat of his fire quirk to warm up your cold skin. Letting you sit on his lap, holding your hands in his. Making sure it wasn’t too hot, asking you every few minutes if you were okay. Of course it wasn’t only your hands he warmed, any part of your body that was feeling cold and giving you shivers he made sure to warm up. And when it was time for bed, he’d hold you close the whole night, pressing his warm lips to your forehead.

★ when your cold drink, be it ice coffee, ice tea, even a slushy, starts to melt and he sees the pout on your lips, he doesn’t hesitate to take out his hand and wrap it around your drink. Not only holding it for you, but making sure it stays cold until you’re finished with your drink.

★ whenever you buy new candles and can’t find the lighter or any matches, Shoto always steps in. Lighting a small fire on the tip of his finger and lighting all the candles you want lit. Smiling softly as you take in the delicious scents of the candles.

★ when the summer starts to get too hot for you, just like during the winter, he takes the opportunity to use his quirk to regulate your body heat. Even during heatwaves, you’re always kept cool. No need for a fan or ac, all you need is your bf Shoto.

★ no need for a microwave when this man is around. Coming back home late in the night after a long day of hero work, food only thing on your mind. Shoto is standing ready in the kitchen, heating up your food. Making sure you go to bed every night after having a warm meal.

★ no more getting annoyed over your pillow being warm. It might be a small inconvenience, but Shoto hears your small groan as you turn your pillow over for the third time. Stretching out his hand, letting you rest your head on his cold palm, even if it meant getting that tingly feeling for the rest of the night.

★ when you have period cramps, Shoto places his hand on your lower stomach and tries to ease the pain with some warmth. Never again do you need heating pads, not only does Shoto take care of it, he makes sure you have everything else you need to feel comfortable during your period.

★ when you wake up in the middle up the night and the only thing you can think about is ice cold water, but the water on your bedside table is lukewarm, and you’re just too tired to get up and go to the kitchen to refill, Shoto is right there for you. He wakes up whenever you do, so asking him to make the water cold was easy. The loving boyfriend Shoto is, he is always happy when his quirk can bring you comfort and happiness.

#shoto todoroki #mha shoto #shoto x reader #shoto x you #shoto x y/n #bnha shoto #mha x reader #mha #my hero academia #my hero academia shoto #mha fluff #shoto fluff #shoto todoroki fluff

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justluxy · 4 months ago

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Weird Dreams - Part 1/10

Original story by Tortilla_Feliz on wattpad so go support them!

Shoto Todoroki x Bottom Male Reader

Where Shoto has weird dreams with Y/N

Warnings: Smut (the characters are older than in the anime, so they are not minors)

This is just part one, the original story has 10 parts and 3 extras so I'll probably post them after, go support the original writer on wattpad!

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

-A-Ah...- You moaned as you felt the older guy's cock fucking your ass with increasing intensity, specifically your prostate, you bit the pillow trying to keep quiet because you didn't want to be heard

Shoto stopped his thrusts causing you to stop biting the pillow and looked at him pleadingly, thanks to his previous action

-W-Why are you stopping?- You asked

-I won't continue until you tell me what you want- Shoto murmurs- I'd like to see you beg

-I-I won't do that you perverted idiot - You said feeling your cheeks warm of embarrassment

-Then I won't do anything or...- You looked at him with doubt

-or what? - You asked confused

-Would you rather be the one on top? - He said

-I CAN?!- Your eyes lit up with excitement

-I mean you put my cock inside of you yourself - he said with a mocking smile

-S-Shit, be more specific- You say, making Shoto sit down, you positioned yourself on top of him taking his member carefully directing it to your hole, you guys almost never did it that way but you liked it because it made the older guy desperate

With the tip inside you began to lower yourself very carefully, which was of no use because Todoroki took you by your hips and pushed tou, making his cock go deeper, you began to bounce slightly on the older guy's cock

You and him were in that position for a while until Shoto simply got tired and stood up without taking his cock out, you gasped at the action, you were holding on to your friend's neck tightly because you didn't want to fall, however Shoto didn't care about this, so he continue to push his hard cock into your ass

-put me down, I-I'll fall - You whimpered

The boy ignored your request, right now the only thing that mattered to him was satisfying himself, he kissed you on your forehead and he started to go faster and faster

-I-I'm cumming Shoto- You moaned biting the neck of the one who was fucking your ass, you were even more sensitive thanks to having reached your orgasm which made your internal walls tighten even more, you scratched the back of the older guy who thanks to your tight entrance, came inside of you

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

He woke up, what the hell had that dream been and why, it simply didn't make sense because he had never had a conversation before with you, not even for school projects!

He threw off the covers and sat up, looking for some way to make sense of that dream until he noticed it, his cock was hard between his legs, it was the first time he had an erection and all because of a boy, he wasn't gay...or was he?

He tried to downplay it, after al,l that day had to come, the day when for the first time he would have to jerk off in search of his own satisfaction

Of course, he wasn't going be able to see you again because of embarrassment, but it wouldn't be a problem since he didn't speak to you either

#male reader #gay smut #bottom male reader #reader #x reader #mha #mha x reader #bnha #gay #shoto todoroki

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stargirlygirl · 28 days ago

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you text them that you're in heat pt.1

alpha! izu, kiri, katsuki, shoto x omega!fem!reader⋆｡°✩ — swearing, suggestive

pt.2

a/n: my first ever smau!!

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amkyor · 25 days ago

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★ MHA HEADCANONS & SHORT STORIES ★

Hitoshi Shinsou ᯓ★

Headcanons:

Coming soon... (please request some)

Short stories:

Two Insomniacs

Shoto Todoroki ᯓ★

Headcanons:

Coming soon... (please request some)

Short stories:

Matching Marks

Unique Beauty

Bakugo Katsuki ᯓ★

Headcanons:

Bakugos Secret Soft Side

Bakugo's Hidden Love For Cooking

Bakugo's Soft Spot For His Mom

Bakugo Is A Daddy's Boy

Bakugo Vs. The Bug Incident

Bakugo's Stance on Drinking and Drugs

Bakugo’s Fragrance Collection

Bakugo’s Silent Connection

Short stories:

Scarily Observant

From Afar, With Love

The Roach Incident

A Bite Of Care

What A Woman

Walking On His Hands

Liquid Courage

Unwanted Eyebrow Slit

Hands Off

Sparks of Regret

Distance Between Us

Passion in the Stands

Exhausted Affection

REQUESTS ARE OPEN ᯓ★

★ I can do more than just Bakugo ★

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emoisthenewemu · 14 days ago

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【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【☆】【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【

ATTACK ON TITAN

⭑𓂃 UNTITLED ERWIN SMITH SMUT

⭑𓂃 1 IMAGE ATTACHED - SMAU

☆ Eren Yeager, Armin Arlert, Connie Springer, Jean Kirstein, Reiner Braun, Porco Galliard

⭑𓂃#ihatemybf - SMAU

☆ Eren Yeager, Armin Arlert, Connie Springer, Jean Kirstein, Reiner Braun, Porco Galliard

⭑𓂃I don't care, I don't care - SMAU

☆ Eren Yeager, Armin Arlert, Connie Springer, Jean Kirstein, Reiner Braun, Porco Galliard

⭑𓂃 ZOE HANGE X F! READER COMING SOON…

MY HERO ACADEMIA

⭑𓂃 ELLA BAILA SOLA ☆ HANTA SERO

⭑𓂃 HOMIE HOPPER! pt1, pt2

☆ Katsuki Bakugo, Ejiro Kirishima, Hanta Sero, Denki Kaminari, Hitoshi Shinso, Shoto Todoroki, Izuku Midoriya

JUJUTSU KAISEN

⭑𓂃Favorite Present! ☆ MEGUMI FUSHIGURO

⭑𓂃VIDEO GAMES ☆ TOGE INUMAKI SMAU SERIES [ONGOING]

pt1, pt2, pt3, pt4, pt5, pt 6, pt 7. pt8, pt9, pt10, pt11, pt12, pt12.5, pt13, pt14, pt15

⭑𓂃#ihatemybf pt1, pt2 - SMAU

☆ Yuuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro, Yuuta Okkotsu, Toge Inumaki, Satoru Gojo, Geto Suguru, Ino Takuma

⠀

CHAINSAW MAN

COMING SOON….

OTHER FANDOMS I MAY WRITE FOR

DEMON SLAYER

SQUID GAME

BATBOYS

#aot x reader #jjk x reader #mha x reader #jjk smau #mha smau #aot smau #masterlist

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rynfiles · 1 year ago

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snowy days !

✎ᝰ — snowy days with the mha boys !

★ — deku, kirishima, bakugo, shoto, kaminari x gn!reader

★ — genre + warnings: fluff + no warnings

★ — a/n: an old post that was deleted and thought it was perfect for the winter season <3

꒰ IZUKU MIDORIYA ꒱

ꔛ izuku already knew that it was gonna snow the day before. he was all too prepared with his scarf, winter costume pressed and clean, and even his uniform layered up

ꔛ deku even had your stuff prepared, after he rambled on about how you could get sick and cold if you’re not prepared

ꔛ when the sun came up that boy was wayyy more excited than finding out all might is teaching at u.a

ꔛ he called you to see if you were up and if not, he would give you more time to sleep since he didn’t wanna bother you. but if you are awake, then he’s walking to your dorm to share his thrill of seeing small fluffs of white falling down

ꔛ for the time being, you guys would draw small shapes on your dorm window, drink hot chocolate, and nap in each other’s warmth

꒰ EIJIROU KIRISHIMA ꒱

ꔛ WHEW! this boy is wayyyy too excited when he wakes up and sees snow outside his dorm. literally taking 2.5 minutes to get ready so he can grab you and enjoy the snow together. just as excited as he is, until you tell him that snow isn’t enjoyed in a shirt and shorts

ꔛ kirishima reassures you plenty of times that he will be fine but of course listens to you since it is the “manly” thing to do. now he is overdressed but at this point, you wave it off

ꔛ surprisingly, and unintentionally, you guys match in cute snow outfits and your beanies are the two of your favorite colors. kiri is wearing a f/c beanie and you with a red beanie! once you guys realize, you take pictures and kirishima is complimenting you every chance he gets

ꔛ you guys enjoy the snow with snowball fights, polaroid pictures, making snowmen, and snow angels

꒰ KATSUKI BAKUGO ꒱

ꔛ bakugo was mumbling and grumbling in his sleep when he found out that it was gonna snow. he’s really not too fond of snow due to his quirk but deals with it anyway cause you absolutely love it

ꔛ for himself, bakugo would rather stay inside and sleep all day since school is more than likely canceled for the day and training was definitely not the move for the day. but of course, he’ll go along with any plan you have for the day

ꔛ when he hears you at his door, he drags himself from his bed and opens it to see you doing your happy dance. now he can’t even say no to your invitation of s’mores and snowball fights because of your starry eyes and gleeful smile that had your cheeks poking

ꔛ not a surprise that bakugo turned the snowball fight into a competition and almost hit you too hard with one throw. he almost won if it wasn’t for someone distracting him and you getting your last hit

ꔛ he claims you cheated but bakugo knows good and well that you won, just won’t accept it. for now, snowballs thrown back and forth until a winner is declared

꒰ SHOTO TODOROKI ꒱

ꔛ shoto isn't really biased on what the weather is tbh, but he definitely leans on the winter and spring time. more so winter, ‘cause one, he can build onto his quirk, and two, the holidays + his birthday :)

ꔛ but he can’t deny that he DEF enjoys the snowy days. he enjoys the pure white flurries that race down to the ground and layer up as he walks to class or to practice. sometimes he hopes it snows too much so class he can spend the winter day with you <3

ꔛ also ‘cause of his quirk, he pretty much knows how to handle the snow and how to prepare for it. then again, he can make it snow in july if he wants to. during the summer, he’ll order hella snow coats, (sometimes for you and him if he’s feeling generous) beanies, gloves, etc.

ꔛ when he feels the breeze slightly colder than usual, he immediately text you that alert that it’s a snow day ! now, he won’t get ready until you are awake and getting ready yourself

ꔛ while you are getting ready, he is planning out the day for the two of you. he usually relies on the typical snow forts to build, a snowman, snow angels, and end the night with hot chocolate and holiday movies :)

꒰ DENKI KAMINARI ꒱

ꔛ kaminari, similarly to kirishima, is all too excited for the winter season. he may as well run in the snow with just shorts on…which he almost did (don’t ask)

ꔛ ngl, he was definitely checking the weather every single day for when it’s gonna snow. that’s his sign that the holiday season definitely started and two, it’s the white christmas that he’s been dreaming since halloween

ꔛ at first, he was quite nervous to step out cause of his quirk. who knows what could happen if electricity meets snow ? what if he creates a blackout ? well…won’t be the worst that happens but then again, shoto and momo will side eye him for cutting off the heater. now they have to create one for the entire dorm building

ꔛ but as some months pass and the snow becomes heavier, he’s careful but enjoys the fluffy ice in his hand and how the snowflakes tickle his face. his hair and face only, he’s not too fond of the snow touches his hands (again, don’t wanna mix electricity with snow)

ꔛ as he becomes more and more comfortable with the snow, he barges into your room and babbles about the pretty snow outside. he rambles on and on about how you HAVE to join him for the snowball fight that’s happening with the class. don’t trust him tho, he can get sneaky

𖥻 my first winter post on this blog ;p ! hope you guys liked it and I haven’t wrote for mha in a while actually

𖥻 lemme know if you guys want more winter hcs or even winter scenarios with mha :)

𖥻 bye babes, drink your water and I love you MWAH 💕

𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐏 💗: 1 chronicles 16:10-11

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seneon · 7 months ago

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𝐀𝐋𝐁𝐔𝐌 𝐓𝐖𝐎 ★ 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐀

𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐌𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐋 𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅𝐅

touya headcanons #1

touya headcanons #2

come around ( part one )

let the world burn ( part two )

silky ribbons ( part four )

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

frat house ( tomura, touya, keigo )

𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐓 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒

jealous of your plushie ( various )

he was a punk, she did ballet ( various )

photographer! shoto todoroki

tired kisses ( hitoshi shinsou )

diet mountain dew ( touya todoroki )

cuddly + clingy hitoshi shinsou

cold, icy hands ( hitoshi shinsou )

touya todoroki hates dancing ??

kisses that tastes like death ( dabi )

loveuloveuloveuloveuloveu ( dabi )

the pro hero¡ bf × kpop idol¡ gf ( dabi )

tomura ( tenko ) shigaraki is jealous

breaking it off ( shoto, katsuki, monoma )

seven minutes in heaven ( frat¡keigo )

a hug from a demon ( hitoshi shinsou )

𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

kisses and scars ( touya todoroki )

bewitched ( vampire¡ touya ) part one

melancholy ( vampire¡ touya ) part two

the beauty of falling in love ( bakugo )

eyes don't lie ( prince¡ touya todoroki )

autumn's first kiss ( eijiro kirishima )

dancing in the dark ( keigo takami )

praying ( ghostface¡ touya todoroki )

stars collide ( wolf¡ touya todoroki )

in memory, you live ( ghost¡ touya )

intertwined gazes ( katsuki bakugo )

apocalypse ( teenage¡touya todoroki )

dead of winter ( teenage¡tenko shimura )

of art and swords ( samurai¡ touya ) wip

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 / 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐔

series — grunge¡dabi / touya todoroki

series — garden of sinners ( assassin¡touya )

smau — bf texts w goth! reader ( touya todoroki )

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kateschi · 2 months ago

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ᯓ★୭˚. FRIENDS OR MORE?

જ⁀➴ “what are we?” event masterlist

synopsis: shoto has always been there for you. but, one night, feelings you hadn't fully acknowledged begin to surface.

pairing: timeskip!todoroki shoto x f!reader

you’ve always known shoto todoroki as the steady one. the dependable one. the kind of person who, no matter what, always showed up when it mattered.

growing up together, you saw sides of him that few others did—the quiet, calm persona that masked a deep well of emotion.

it was in those small moments that you realized how much he had always been there for you.

when you were eight, you had fallen off your bike in the park. it wasn’t a serious injury, just a scraped knee, but at the time, it felt like the end of the world.

shoto had been the first to run to your side, offering his jacket as a makeshift bandage and telling you not to cry.

his face had been so serious as he wiped away your tears, like your pain mattered more than anything else in the world. it was a small gesture, but you still remembered it as if it had happened yesterday.

then there was the time in middle school when you had lost your first competition—something that really stung. you’d worked hard for it, but at the last moment, you’d fumbled.

you’d locked yourself in your room, trying to forget about it, but shoto had appeared at your window, holding out a chocolate bar with the same quiet, determined look he always wore.

"it’s okay," he had said, slipping it through the crack in the window.

and now, here you are, older, both of you changed in ways that neither of you can fully comprehend, but still that same unspoken understanding lingers.

even as you grow into adulthood, shoto’s steadiness never wavers. he is there during the hard moments, offering a wordless presence that keeps you grounded.

but it’s not just that—there is something else, something more complex, hiding beneath the surface.

the night is quiet as you step into the bar, your friends scattered across the room.

you’re not really in the mood for a wild night, but something about the low hum of the chatter, the laughter, the clinking of glasses—it makes you feel like you can take a breath.

just for a moment, you can forget about the heavy weight of the feelings that have been building up inside of you.

and then there is shoto.

as reliable as ever, he sits at the bar, back to you, but you know it’s him before you even see his face. you can’t help but smile a little to yourself as you walk up beside him.

“didn’t expect to find you here,” you say casually, taking a seat next to him.

shoto turns toward you. “couldn’t let you drink alone, could I?” he says, giving you a small smile.

the night passes in a haze of comfortable conversation, laughter, and fleeting glances that you aren’t sure how to interpret.

there is a subtle shift between you two, a tension that simmers beneath the surface but never fully breaks.

as the hours slip by, you begin to feel the weight of the evening catch up with you.

the last drink makes your head spin a little more than you expect, and now that the chatter has quieted and the bar starts to empty, you find yourself feeling surprisingly tired.

the last thing you want is to face the lingering uncertainty in the air, especially with shoto still by your side.

when you step out into the cool night air, you realize just how much your legs ache from standing and walking all night.

the buzzing energy you felt earlier fades, leaving a sense of heaviness in its wake. you don’t want to admit it to yourself, but the reality is simple: you’re exhausted.

shoto seems to sense the shift in your energy immediately.

he doesn’t even ask if you’re okay; he just steps forward, closing the distance between you. his strong hand rests gently on your back, guiding you toward the car.

“want me to drive you home?” he asks, his voice low, smooth.

you nod absently, leaning against him as you make your way toward the car. the night feels colder now, the warmth of the bar already fading behind you.

shoto, as always, is your steady anchor, but tonight, his presence is more than comforting—it’s almost overwhelming.

you are hyper-aware of how close he is, how his scent lingers in the air, how his steps are slightly more deliberate, as if he’s paying more attention to you than usual.

the ride back is quiet, the hum of the car engine filling the space between you both.

the headlights cut through the dark streets, but even as you stare out of the window, your mind keeps wandering back to him.

to the way his hands occasionally brush against yours and the way his gaze seems to linger a little longer than necessary.

by the time you reach your apartment, the exhaustion that has been creeping up on you is undeniable.

you aren’t sure if it’s the late hour or something else, but your body aches for rest, and your mind feels foggy.

shoto doesn’t hesitate. without a word, he moves behind you, his hands slipping under your arms to support you as you sway, a wave of fatigue hitting you all at once.

“hey, are you okay?” he asks, his voice quiet but concerned.

you manage a weak smile, your eyes heavy as you nod.

“just tired,” you whisper, already leaning into his side. you don’t even have the energy to protest as he gently scoops you into his arms, lifting you effortlessly.

“let’s get you inside,” he murmurs, as he carries you through the door.

his grip on you is steady, strong, and it sends a strange warmth flooding through you despite the chilly night air.

his body is solid, his muscles taut and firm beneath his clothing—kudos to his hero work.

you’ve noticed before how his physique has grown more defined as you both have grown older, but tonight, it seems impossible to ignore.

you barely register the movement as he steps inside. his arms tighten around you, his hold never faltering as he carefully carries you through the apartment.

your head rests against his chest, and you can hear the rhythm of his heartbeat. each step he takes seems calculated, deliberate, as though he’s fully aware of how vulnerable this moment makes you feel.

shoto’s hands linger on your shoulders after he sets you down on the bed, his touch gentle but firm.

his usual calm demeanor is there, but there is something different, and you feel it in every second that passes. his gaze doesn’t leave yours, not once.

you stare up at him, the question lingering on your lips. it has been building inside of you all night—the way he’s looked at you, the way he’s been more...present than usual.

the touches, the lingering stares, the moments where it feels like your proximity is just a little too charged, a little too intimate. you can’t ignore it anymore.

“what are we?” the words slip out before you can stop them, a breathy whisper that feels too light for the weight they carry.

shoto freezes.

the moment stretches between you both, a raw, almost painful silence. he stands still for what feels like an eternity, his hand slowly dropping from your shoulder.

his eyes lock onto yours.

you expect him to pull away, to play it off, to brush it aside like he usually does when things get too real. but instead, his gaze softens, his lips parting slightly as if he’s about to say something monumental.

he takes a small step forward, closing the space between you, his body nearly radiating heat. “what do you want us to be?” he asks quietly.

the question hits you like a wave, and for a moment, you can’t think.

what do you want?

you’ve spent so much time pretending things are fine, that you don’t feel anything more for him than just the easy comfort of friendship.

but now, with his face so close, his breath brushing over your skin, and his eyes—it feels impossible to keep pretending.

shoto isn’t moving away; he’s waiting, holding his breath, as if letting you decide, but his eyes say it all.

the vulnerability is there now, in the way he looks at you, the slight tremor in his voice when he speaks next.

“because I want to be the one you look at like I’m not just your friend,” he murmurs, each word heavy.

he takes another step closer, his hand gently resting on your knee, a comforting yet possessive touch. “I want to be the one who’s there when you need someone to talk to,

the one who makes you laugh even when you don’t want to. I want to be the one you kiss without hesitation.”

the words send a shiver through you. you can hear the sincerity in his voice, see it in the way his gaze softens, his shoulders tense with the effort of holding himself back.

shoto’s hand moves, gently brushing a strand of hair from your face, and your breath hitches at the contact.

he stays like that for a long moment, watching you carefully, his expression shifting from quiet hope to something more resigned, more understanding.

the silence stretches, and you can’t find your words. the rush of emotions swirls in your mind, but your voice refuses to cooperate.

you are overwhelmed—overwhelmed by his closeness, by his words, by the realization that you feel the same way, and have for a long time, but can’t bring yourself to admit it.

his thumb strokes the back of your hand, and it feels like an anchor in the storm of your thoughts.

“tell me in the morning,” he whispers, his voice barely audible but full of finality. “you’re not in the right state to answer me now. I can’t ask you to decide when you’re like this.”

his words are gentle, but there is an unmistakable firmness to them. as if, in the quiet of the night, he’s setting a boundary—not for himself, but for you.

he wants you to be sure, wants you to speak when you’re truly ready. and yet, his voice holds that edge of longing, that unspoken desire that makes it impossible to ignore.

“I’m not going anywhere,” he adds, his voice softening. “I’m right here, and I’ll be here when you’re ready to talk. just...take your time.”

he steps back slowly, giving you space, but not enough to pull away completely. there is nothing hurried about him, nothing impatient.

he’s willing to wait.

you try to speak, try to give him some answer—anything—but the words catch in your throat, too tangled in the haze of the alcohol and the intensity of the moment.

he smiles softly, like he knows exactly what’s going on inside your head, and then, with a final look, he turns to leave.

“goodnight, y/n,” he says, his voice low, but warm. “I’ll be here tomorrow.”

and with that, he disappears into the hallway, leaving you alone in the silence, with nothing but the weight of his confession and the burning in your chest to keep you company.

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