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lil-pine-mha-drabbles · 4 years ago

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hiiii! i hope you’re feeling better! i know i’ve requested from you before but i love your writing and you write my bb kiri so well :,))

if it’s doable could i request a road trip with the bakusquad? head cannons are okay if that’s easier, and now i’m talking too much lmao

it’s okay if this is too much, thank you <33

Kirishima x reader

Road trip!!!!

Sweet sapling, never apologize for requesting something so cute, of course I’ll do it!

Thank you so much for the support and kind words I hope you like this. Words just tumbled out and I made this!

Trigger warning!!

Does mention a creepy man who is apart of a trafficking ring. He says one thing that could be disturbing to some people. Otherwise it’s fine, save for some swearing on Bakugou and Sero’s parts.

This was based partly on my last road trip!

Here are some people that inspire me! @alpha-bnha-boys and @random-mha-thoughts

There are 1445 words to read below the line!

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You weren’t really sure how you got roped into it, the road trip. The trunk was packed tightly and you were shoved into the van with your boyfriend and his friends. The radio played “Firework” loudly while Bakugou drove but no one mentioned it, they all just sang along with Katie. He drove roughly five hours while Kiri took a nap, he had to drive next.

Your head rolled to the side and bonked into the window while Kirishima drove with you in the front seat. You were most comfortable with him driving, he was very responsible and drove smoothly. Though, you weren’t the only one falling asleep, Mina was passed out in the trunk on a makeshift bed on all the luggage, Bakugou was snoring lightly, his face shoved against the seat that he pushed Kaminari off of and the electric boy was under the seat with blankets wrapped all around him, and Sero taped his pillow to the window and slept with his neck at an odd angle, drooling occasionally.

You looked up at your boyfriend groggily and smiled when he placed his hand on your thigh lovingly. The car was just coming into a lit up city when your head lolled and you fell asleep.

When you woke up you were at a gas station. You slid on your crocks Kiri bought you and walked into the obnoxiously bright pit stop. You went to the bathroom and looked around the gross room with stalls. Mina was washing her face in the sink and smiled at you when she squinted her eyes at you through the soap. You waved tiredly and walked into the stall with a flickering light. The floor had brown tiles with disgusting stains you hoped were just grease. There was that stupid gap in the door that you could see out of very easily and saw Mina walk out a bump into Kirishima.

“Hey, Mina. Is (Y/n) in there?”

“Yup! She’s using the restroom though, so you should wait.” He nodded and you watched the door close.

You finished up and washed your hands and face then opened the door to meet your red headed boyfriend.

“What’s up, babes?” You asked when he hugged you.

“There was this guy trying to get in the girls room. Bakubro and I asked him to leave but he stuck around so Bakugou walked Mina to the car and I’ll walk you.” You smiled at him brightly and kissed his cheek not even worried about the creepy man, cuz your boyfriend would protect you.

“Where Denki and Sero?”

“They’re getting snacks and energy drinks.” Kirishima smiled at you and opened the door for you, the bell ringing loudly. Outside you saw the guy Kiri mentioned by the trash cans watching Mina.

You poked Kiri in the arm and pointed to the creepy man. Your boyfriend nodded and placed his hand on your lower back and gently pushed you forward with him. You got in shot gun next to Mina who was in the driver seat and shut the door.

Bakugou and Kirishima stood outside the car, talked for a bit, and sauntered over to the suspicious man. The lights over head of the car flickered as a bunch of bugs flew in front of it but you were watching the two boys. They talked to the man for a bit until Bakugou punched the guy in the face and before you knew it, Kiri was holding him back and Sero who just walked out taped the man to the wall and Denki started calling the police.

Neither of you could hear what they were saying but you got a good idea. Sero walked to the car with his snacks and opened the back door.

“What’s up with the guy?” Mina asked him.

“I don’t have all the answers but the guy said some gross things about you guys and Bakubro punched him and was going to beat the shit outa him but Kirishima held him back. I saw a little bit coming out and when the guy tried to make a mad dash, I taped him up. Denks is talking with the police and I’m gonna go talk to the employees.” He said quickly before shutting the door and walking into the station to talk to the workers.

You sighed deeply, guess you wouldn’t be on the road anytime soon. After fifteen minutes of waiting patiently, Mina fell asleep and you were close behind her.

Kirishima shrugged of some dirt that got on his shirt in the scuffle and looked over to the car where Mina was sleeping with her mouth open and you were just about to sleep, and he smiled warmly at you both. You were so beautiful.

The sun was coming up in the distance when the police arrived, it had only been a half an hour but Kirishima was still on edge.

“Okay, tell us exactly what happened. What are your names?”

“I’m Bakugou Katsuki.” He growled loudly.

“I’m Kirishima Eijiro.”

“I’m Single,” Denks flashed a smile at the police woman who sighed and pointed to her wedding ring. “Right... I’m Kaminari Denki.”

“Hanta Sero.” Sero nodded in thought.

“Alright, boys, what happened?” She questioned, hands holding a pen and note pad.

“Well we got here about five and got in for a pit stop, my girlfriend and my friend went into the ladies room to freshen up and Bakugou and I saw this guy,” Kiri pointed to the man being cuffed. “trying to get into the girls bathroom. I asked him to leave but he didn’t. Bakugou walked Mina, my friend, to the car and I waited for my girlfriend to get out. When we got out he was hanging around the dumpster looking at Mina.” He pointed to the car where you and Mina were snoring.

“Okay. Who initiated the first hit?” The woman asked kindly.

“We asked him what his fucking deal was and he started spouting shit about how pretty the girls were and how there necks would look good chained to his bed and all that nasty shit. I punched his dumbfuck face.” Bakugou told her, he was getting steamed just thinking about what happened.

“Okay, we appreciate it. We’re gonna have to have you all come down to the station for more questions.” All the boys groaned loudly. “It won’t take long. You’ll be out of here by two PM.” She smiled and walked away to share her information with her partners.

“Well here we go I guess. This’ll be a Bakusquad adventure that’s for sure!” Kaminari smiled brightly.

“Shut up, sparkleshit. I want to take a nap.” Bakugou growled as he stomped towards the car.

Kirishima and Sero sighed and followed after the loud blonde. Kaminari was the first there, he hopped in the backseat and smiled when Bakugou promptly passed out on his shoulder. Sero sat next to the two while Kirishima gently picked up Mina and put her next to Sero where she flopped over onto all three guys laps. Bakugou grunted but stayed asleep.

Kirishima got in the driver’s seat and kissed your forehead before he started following the police who waved him to follow them.

You and Mina had woken up when you got to the police department and they told you to go to a small café when they figured out neither of you knew anything about the incident. You sat across from the pink girl while you stirred your drink lazily, the latte art getting destroyed but you didn’t care.

Mina played with your hair while you looked at your phone and talked about random things.

“Kiri just texted me,” you told her. Her ears perked up in silent curiosity. “He said they’re done being questioned and that guys going to jail. Turns out he was apart of some sex traffickers.”

“Jeez, can’t even get a break from putting people in jail even on our vacation!” She exclaimed.

“I know. We can head to the car now. They’ll be out in a minute.” She nodded and you both finished your drinks and walked out to the car across the street.

When Kiri caught sight of you he smiled brightly as held his arms out in an invitation. You looked both ways and ran across only to jump in his arms excitedly. He smiled and kissed your lips happily.

“Okay, pebble! Let’s get going, everyone, Mina’s driving.” He called out to everyone and set you next to him in the car.

Bakugou sat in front while Denks and Sero sat next to you both.

You were sure more adventures were to come on this road trip.

#anime #mha drabbles #mha headcanons #mha imagines #mha bakugou #mha kaminari #mha kirishima #mha x reader #sero mha #kirishima x y/n #Kirishima x reader #road trip!!#you are wonderful and deserving of love!!#don’t you ever forget that #mha mina #mina ashido

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shoutingdeku · 3 years ago

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Tag game

Rules: Tag nine people you want to get to know better. I was tagged by the lovely @annalyticall !!!! very kind of you!!!! 10/10 would team up with you on the squid game!!!

Favorite color: deep green

Currently reading: lmao ok listen whoever judges me your mom’s a hoe!! but i’m currently “reading” (aka it’s halfway through and i know exactly where I stopped but i don’t have the mental capacity to read shit rn) The Thursday Murder Club (whack but fun), Triste fim de policarpo quaresma (fun but whack), Copia (why do i always end up reading poetry when i should know better?), Dune (PERFECT!!!!!!), Silmarillion (fuck me uppp uncle tolkien) and another one that is non-fiction and hella boring (cool actually) about state strategy. I been reading fics instead of finishing these tho lmao and emails fml

Last song: currently listening to Looking too closely - Fink because Ems @emmigmawrites is single handedly changing my music taste with all her recs lmao it’s a perfect listen and it’s one of my inspo for one of my fics

Last Series: was watching MHA yesterday, but i just rewatched Derry girls MY LOVELY LADIES

Last Movie: i’m in the middle of His House and i need to grow a pair of balls before i finish this i’m too much of a scared coward to finish it now lmao

Sweet, savory, or spicy: all 3!!!!!!!!!!!!! but mostly sweet, i got a sweet tooth that i s2g

Currently working on: i’m literally on my working hours lmao so in a huge ass excel file BUT since we talking fics, i’m currently working on a college au (just finished betaing the first chapter!! thank u ems for your comments and hard work as always!!!!!), a rockstar au, the 30 days challenge (lmaoooo 30 days yeah right), a hella nsfw fic that i honest to god don’t know if i’ll have the courage to post, aaaaaaaaaaaaand the other wips i ain’t even looking at them rn so these are about it lmaooo if yall curious about it hit me up i love talking about my fics and poor ems is probably tired from my rants already

ems my darling @emmigmawrites come and do this!!! sheesh i don’t know enough people here lmao would love to know about y’all!! and if you see this and wanna do it, consider this my @ing you!!!! it’s free real state, babes!! also @loganelfreeces take a look and see if u wanna!! @fandomsbusiness @captainsmileyfacej @hand-crushing-crusher @summertodoroki yall are hella cool!!!! come join!!! also @ging-ler and @camgirlkaminari cuz i love your blogss and your kaminari enthusiam @broccoliboix5peepeeman cuz your blog is hella cool babeyyy

#it's been so long since i did a tag game this is fun #also if i tagged you and it was weird af ignore it lmao #if i sound unhinged is cuz i am and i dont care unless that makes u unconfortable so in which case you can just ignore it like that gif #you know the one in the pool with them peeps with sunglasses #anyway #peace out homies if yall wanna do it pls do cuz it's fun and i love hearing about yall!!#take care and stay safe!!!#except you ems you're in my net already you gotta do it babe sorry to say #the dumbass talks #guess i have a new tag now

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hxwks-gf · 4 years ago

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😩 I wish we were friends irl so I can make you some celebratory cookies for 1k!! You totally deserve it! 🥳

I hope I can do this matchup request correctly 😂.

Bakugou is my comfort character. I think I picked him bc I see myself in him but I'm not as aggressive as he is. I think we both tend to let our feelings come out in a more aggressive type of way. I don't like anyone else to bully my friends other than me as well, so I think that's another thing I we have in common lmao.

My favorite troupe is enemies to lovers (not sure why). It's just something about 2 people developing feelings for each other from butting heads a lot that's just so satisfying.🤌🏽✨ Oh and don't get me started on those relationships where the guy is an ass but has a SOFT SPOT for his boo!! 🥴 And his s.o has to like LEARN how to take care of him/understand him bc he doesn't know how to express himself (me too tho👀).

I'm short asf (5'0" to be exact). I am USUALLY a happy go lucky person and try not to let a lot bother me, but I also hide how I feel a lot. It's a reflex atp 😂. So usually I seem irritable and annoyed to others when they try to help me and I want to fix it myself (aka I know I need help but I don't want it). I love to help others! So ig my role in mha would be to heal people or help if ABSOLUTELY necessary (I'm not coordinated enough to fight fr fr). I've always thought about my quirk being something like a siren/telepathy type of thing. I alter other people's reality and disorient them if needed with my voice depending on my pitch or the melody of the tune.

Hope that's enough! Haha congrats again!

I WILL TAKE VIRTUAL COOKIES MY DARLING, THANK YOU SO MUCH 💞✨❤️🥺

hxwks-gf’s 1k follower event! *✧･ﾟ:*

“Will you just listen to me for once?” you snapped, trying to step in front of Bakugo. “This is supposed to be a team effort, you know. You can’t solve everything yourself.”

Bakugo scoffed and side-stepped out of the way, turning his nose into the air. “Oh yeah? Watch me.”

You wanted to rip your hair out. “Are you kidding me right now?”

“Are you going to finish this rescue mission or not?”

“I’m trying to finish it, but you’re not working with me!”

Bakugo turned his back to you and continued walking, his footsteps echoing through the ruined building. “Either follow me or go back to the agency. I’m sure they’ll send another incompetent hero that will just whine and complain the whole time.”

“You’re an asshole,” you seethed, but you followed him anyway. “I thought you grew out of that shit after we graduated.”

“Shut up and let me work, will you?”

God, he was insufferable. You had known him most of your life and had accepted a position at his agency not too long ago, hoping he had grown out of his incorrigible attitude, but you were sorely disappointed.

The rumble of falling debris pulled you out of your thoughts, and before you could figure out where it was coming from, Bakugo was turning around with an expression of horror and shoving you out of the way. Senses regained, you quickly tumbled into a roll and safely got to your feet once the debris had stopped falling.

“Bakugo?” you coughed, waving your hand in front of your face to disperse the dust as it settled. “Bakugo, are you hurt?”

There was no answer.

“Bakugo!” you called again, already feeling the panic setting in. “Answer me!”

A moment later: “God, why do you have to yell so loud?”

You shoved a piece of rubble out of the way and saw his face peeking out from beneath it, covered in dust and dirt. He blew some of it off of his lips and glared at you.

“Are you going to help me out of here or not?” he snapped.

You rolled your eyes and gripped his hand, pulling him free in a waterfall of broken concrete and rebar. He dusted himself off and held up one of his gauntlets, dented from the impact.

“You pushed me out of the way,” you said, staring at him. “You...saved me.”

“Tch,” he scoffed, inspecting his bruised gauntlet closer and turning away from you. “Don’t go getting ideas.”

“Bakugo...” You paused and bit your lip. “Thank you.”

He looked up and scowled, but was unable to hide the blush that had crept into his cheeks. “You’re welcome. Dumbass.”

“Are you always this insufferable?”

“Are you?”

“Are you hurt at all?” you asked, stepping closer to study his head in case he had gotten injured by the falling debris. Without thinking, you reached up and ran your fingers through his hair to get rid of the dust, as well as feel for any wounds. The entire time, Bakugo stayed completely still and just...stared at you.

“What?” You dropped your hands and stepped back. “What’s that dumb look for?”

“Nothing,” he muttered, lowering his eyes. “I’m not hurt.” Saying nothing else, he cleared his throat and gestured towards the rest of the building. “Let’s finish this.”

The rest of the rescue mission went by smoothly, and you found yourself back at the agency in Bakugo’s office watching the city skyline light up as the sun went down. You should’ve been focusing on the rest of the paperwork for the mission, but your mind kept wandering to the way Bakugo acted after you had touched him. Never in your life had you seen him stand so still, so quiet.

“What are you still doing here?” Speak of the devil.

You turned around and saw him standing there by the door, dressed in street clothes. “Finishing the reports, because I know you won’t do it.”

Bakugo rolled his eyes and adjusted his scarf. “It’s late, (y/n). We can take care of it tomorrow.”

“The HPSC will be up your ass if you miss one of these again.”

“Goddammit,” he groaned, kicking at the linoleum floor, but he dropped his bag and sat on the edge of your desk, looking down at the stack of paperwork in front of you. “Fine.”

“Lucky for you, all you need to do is sign them,” you teased, holding out a pen. “I already took care of the rest.”

Bakugo blinked at you. “All of it?”

“All of it,” you repeated, wiggling the pen. “Figured I owed you one after you pushed me out of the way earlier. Consider my debt paid.”

“I wouldn’t have been able to forgive myself if you got hurt on my watch,” he muttered, staring at his feet. He noticed your dumbfounded expression and a furious blush colored his cheeks again. “Don’t get the wrong idea! I was just doing my job.”

“Right,” you grinned, arching an eyebrow. “Will you just sign the reports, please?”

He was at a loss for words, but reluctantly took the pen and leaned over the paperwork. You got up from your chair and pulled your coat on as he scrawled his name, picking up your bag and moving towards the door.

“Oh, you’re walking me home, by the way,” you casually threw over your shoulder. You could feel his eyes burning a hole in the back of your head. “Is that a problem?”

Bakugo dropped the pen and fought to keep his pace even as he caught up with you and flicked off the light. “No,” he growled, leading you out of the agency and into the chilly night air, not-so-innocently placing his broad hand at the small of your back.

Maybe he wasn’t that insufferable.

#peach celebrates 1000 #bakugo x reader #FLUSTERED BAKUGO IS SUPERIOR #enemies to lovers

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absoluteindulgence · 5 years ago

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Vacay Away

A/N: OKAY SO LET ME START BY SAYING, THIS FIC IS 2 1/2 MONTHS LATE. I originally wanted to post this for Black History Month. But I'm black all year so better late than never! Also, I apologize to all those waiting for me to upload, I've been consumed by Sims 4 and even made Mirio in-game lmao. If you have not finished MHA Season 4, there's a mild spoiler. Lastly, this is smut, so read at your own horniness risk.

Pairings: Mirio Togata X Black/POC!Reader

Warnings: Smut, Cursing

Word Count: 5.1K

As new graduates, the world was bright and shiny, like an apple ripe enough to bite. You decided after all the hell you and Mirio went through this year; it would be enough to graduate and offer Mirio a well-deserved rest. Too many nights went on with sweat induced nightmares with tears flooding from his despairing blue eyes; Reliving the horrors of fighting Chisaki, losing his quirk and his mentor who always showed him promise until his last breath.

Although you were at another agency during the ordeal, you always kept in contact with Tamaki and Nejire. At first, Tamaki didn't want to share any information, because he knew how it would tear you apart, but after he saw where your loyalty stood, he had to. You spent the rest of your days taking care of Mirio. By his side as soon as you knew his whereabouts. Staying in the hospital overnight, even going home to get a spare change of clothes, just to come back. You watched as he vented what it felt like for him. Not a single bone in your body blamed Eri; she was a child after all.

You still trained with him and even accompanied him on his internship. You knew he was capable of hand-to-hand, but what mattered was the villains with quirks that were life-threatening. Eventually, you laughed with each hospital visit and became well acquainted with the staff. After graduating with just above average grades, the two of you felt a sigh of relief: no more pity parties and sad looks. You two had to get away from it all.

And so, the voyage outside of Tokyo began. Originally you were going to celebrate by staying over at one another's home, but that wasn't fun enough for you; you wanted to feel free. Not just for yourself, for Mirio. He deserved to feel like himself even though he said he wouldn't cry over spilled milk anymore. You wanted to be by his side.

And so the bustle outside the city proved to be challenging. It took more buses than trains to leave. And even then had to take the abstract route to get outside of the town and into the country. Your breathing was more steady with the air being exceedingly more lucid, camping out to watch the stars shine, even being cheesy, mentioning the shapes found in the midnight sky. And the impromptu sexy times would be something you two take to your graves.

When you finally got close to the hot spring you were planning to surprise Mirio with, you admitted into the closest hotel. Luckily, the staff knew who you two were and gave you a week free, along with benefits like the perks of free food and massages. Unsure if that was related to filling a quota for the month or if they loved LeMillion as much as management said they did.

You two were starting to look like people who lived in the forest, eating off the land. So, of course, you were going to take advantage of the salon there as well. But you knew better than to go in expecting them to know what to do with your hair. You had your hair products tucked away neatly in your oversized backpack and had even taught Mirio how to handle your naps. He liked playing with your hair because he found it therapeutic and saw it as another way to bond with you.

Mirio's face of content made you beam with hope into his recovery. You were pushing yourself to get him out of his rut. You weren't sure if he knew how much you still worried about what happened. But you wanted to make up for the time that you weren't able to be by his side during the life-changing experience, apart from blaming yourself, because he told you what had been plaguing him.

As his partner, you did your best to assert the situation and go based on logic instead of emotion. But the look on his face, knowing that he let Eri out of his sight, spoke louder than any words. Having obtained Eri, and getting to spend time with her to build morale, was challenging at first as she was hesitant when looking at you. At first, she thought you were dirty due to Chisaki's influence.

After realizing that's just how your skin looks, she apologized profusely — not wanting to hurt your feelings and be accepted by you. You worked your way into taking care of her, although not great with kids. And since she was a particular but essential case, you wanted to make your imprint on her memory. She began to ask you questions about yourself and Mirio. At times asking the dreaded ones related to sex since she was around Deku and his friend Bakugou. You kept calm but wanted to dropkick the self-proclaimed hero with murder in his name. Aizawa made sure to scold him and tell him not to slip up on the foul language around Eri again.

As you entered your hotel room, you dropped off all the luggage you brought — yearning for the chance to feel warm running water. Mirio's breath lightly fanned over you as he rubbed your shoulders for you. He insisted on carrying your belongings before the trip, but you ran ahead of him with all your things. Even though your bags were more substantial than his one.

"See Sunshine; I told you to let me carry them. And now you're rolling your shoulders to relieve the tension." It was clear that he was smiling, with every grip on your muscles.

Your moans were soft, reassuring he hit your tense areas, "And yet I didn't complain at all like you thought I would."

"Because I was watching you." His light chuckles tickled the back of your neck, "And you're too stubborn sometimes."

You giggled under his touch, eyeing your heap of bags near the king-sized bed, slowly undressing. Slipping out of your boyfriend's gentle hold, you placed your dirty clothes in a laundry bag you brought. You needed to take a shower soon; you were getting antsy and anticipating fresh water from a showerhead instead of a stream. The life of hiking in the wild could only be so good for so long. Especially with your hair not getting enough moisture in the fresh air.

Fully nude, you turn to look at Mirio with a playful smile, "Oh, you think so?"

You were pulling your hair out of its messy afro bun while Mirio ogled your hair defying gravity as it did, it left a pleasant grin on his face. You gave him a quick peck on the lips before you searched through the bags. Looking for your tried-and-true skin and hair care products that were placed throughout your belongings. Speeding into the bathroom, you turned on the cold, metal dial to hot water. Awaiting the warm water, you tried your best to detangle your hair, barely succeeding.

Assuming the water warmed up enough, you step into the shower and let the water run through your hair and down your body. An exhale leaves your body as you peaceably scrub your skin of scum. You inhale the smell of your favorite soap, and your mind clears with a serene smile. After lathering and rinsing yourself off, you gently detangle your hair, working the shampoo through it.

The door to the ugly white bathroom swings open slowly, enters your buff boyfriend. Undressing to get in with you, he yawns as he wraps his arms around you. You hastily scoff and turn to him, his sleepy smile says it all. Mirio pulls you closer as he kisses your neck.

"You took too long to get out, Sunshine."

"Because I'm at war, right now."

"Is that right? Well, you could have asked for my help."

Mirio lightly patted your curly locks, patting them down and occasionally scratching your scalp. The feel of his fingertips was enough to make you doze and lose balance. Catching you with his free hand and pulling you closer to his defined chest. With a little giggle, you smile and gaze into his eyes, looking at the water dripping off his hair.

"You know, I just finished cleansing my body, and now I'm getting back to square one."

Humming a tune, "Is that so?" he replied lazily with his chin resting atop your head, "I'm sorry, Sunflower."

You turn your body around to cross your arms over his broad, muscle-bound shoulders, sketching out the scars littering his body, some light scratches others with a firm texture. Your eyes lingered all over him as you slowly caressed the back of his head, placing kisses all along his collarbone and neck. Stopping at his jawline, Mirio cups your ass with his strong hands.

He leans down to reach your ear, "If you start, I'll finish."

You raise up your head innocently to look at him, eyes armored with honesty and lust. Pushing your luck, you lather him in soap and rubbing his chest in circular motions, moving lower to his abs. Pretending to graze his cock, then lather his shoulders down to the wrists and giving eye contact through the whole ordeal. Your lips curve into a sweet smile that causes him to groan.

The motions are simple yet affect him like the ripples from a waterfall. You lightly graze his collarbone with kisses as his muscles tense, placing your hands low to his sides, tracing his adonis belt. A light sigh leaves his thin lips, instantaneously, he picks you up, pushing your tiny frame against the cold wall. The chilliness gives you goosebumps all over, erecting your nipples — Mirio's grip firm around you and his breath heavy on your wet shoulder.

"See, you're pushing it, Princess." His chuckle fanning over your ear.

A tiny snicker escaped as he pressed his lips close to yours, smothering you in kisses, eliminating any free space between you two. His cock stood at attention, the tip tickling your flower. His soft, thin lips left no part of your neck and collarbone untouched. Your nectar seeped onto his thumper as you whimpered with impatience.

"Fill me up, baby."

"Be patient, my Sunflower," He hooked his arms under your thighs, positioned himself to kneel under you while gently sliding you down where your inner thighs touched his cheeks.

Facing your pretty essence, he bulldozes his tongue into your bud. The instant tremor to your clit as your legs quiver as his tongue swivels and explores every part of you. The jolts in your legs leave your voice hoarse as moans break out from your lips. His obligation to pleasure you is selfish and greedy as if his way of controlling you is to give you what you want. Your body rolls as his grasp around your plump thighs tighten, keeping you in place.

Your soft whimpers leave him to groan against your tingling golden arches, "You taste so good, baby." He gives a quick love bite to your shaking thighs, still balancing you against the cold wall as you thrust into him enthusiastically.

His body tenses under yours as he pulls your body close from your ass. He takes hold of your soft cheeks and does a solid lick to your clit, making you quiver. So deliberate with his actions as he purposefully teased you close into edging. You start to whine uncontrollably and grab hold onto his hair to push him closer to you. Resulting in a chuckle that reverberates through your bud, your cry is sensual as you let go of him and hold onto your breasts, playing with your nipples.

"Fuck, you look so hot." Mirio looks at you from between your legs, his blue eyes peering into your glowing, erotic ones. "I'll give you what you want Sunflower, but do me a favor: Don't hold back. I don't care who hears, let them know who you belong to."

You stare back at him flustered, the fault of hot water, or the excitement your powerful boyfriend brings to your flesh cavern. Your nod is subtle, but he catches it quickly, sparking him to make you lose your mind as Mirio dives back in. Without haste, his tongue thrashes around, promising with each taste of you he'll leave you screaming out his name.

The morning after, your body felt tight near your thighs, wishing you washed your hair instead of getting thrown off. Looking a mess, but filled with leftover pleasure. Your voice was loud since you lived to the expectations Mirio requested. Clearing your throat did nothing for you, either. You tried sitting up in the king-size bed but was wrapped in a firm bear hug and a kiss to your fuzzy mane.

"Where are you going, Princess?" His morning voice groaned into your ear.

"Nowhere now with your thick arms around me."

"Because there's no reason to stay up, right? This is where the trip ends, and I'm happy with this."

Mirio snuggles closer to you, your heart flutters, and your smile stretches wide and goofy-like. You're happy that he's in a state of happiness, you can feel the radiation more than usual. "Well, actually, this isn't where the trip ends; I have one more surprise for you."

His messy blond, bed head shuffles behind you; he rotates your waists to stare at you, "What are you talking about, Sunshine?" He tries to rest his shoulder on the pillow while the other hand lays tenderly.

"Get dressed, and I'll show you exactly what I mean."

There was an exception in getting ready; you took your time fixing your hair into a comfortable style deciding whether to leave it in or out, Mirio being a sweetheart asked you to keep it simple to avoid what may come of the day. After leaving the room, you made your way to the massage rooms. The masseuse present was fair and gentle. Making small talk with you, one of them mentioned a noise complaint from an older man. He was complaining about his hotel neighbors yelling about mangoes and cereal in the middle of the night.

"I believe it was the third floor he resided in," The masseuse cooly responded while working the muscles in your calves.

A shock shoots through your body as the dots connect, you try to hide your face further into the cushion. Mirio laughed out loud, "I guess he was hungry but had to wait till the morning, you know?"

"I guess so."

The rest of the massage went well, laughing here and there. It was the most relaxed you had been in a while. You remembered to check in on Mirio since he wasn't used to massages and was prone to outbursts of laughter since he's so ticklish. After the massage, he pulled you into a bear hug and smothered you in kisses, declaring, "I wish it were you that touched me like that."

With more trekking, you reached your final destination. Mirio blissfully bounced about, continuously looking at you and back at the environment. "Hot springs? Oh, babe!"

He was so excited; he couldn't form any other words other than how much he loved you. He pulled you close, littering your face with kisses and tight hugs. Couldn't even break his grasp or stop him from being excited, Mirio treasured the way he would love loud, concretely when targeted to you. His smile was just as infectious as your boyfriend made a scene in front of the entrance. Older couples passed by with sweet looks, whispering to themselves, 'the enchantment of young love.'

Management provided a private unisex bath usually reserved for a group of four or less that pass by. Mirio separated from you with a quick peck to the cheek and sprinted into the changing room for something more comfortable for the water. Women mainly littered the hot spring except that not a lot of people occupied the space today. Leaving the worry of interruptions or disturbances to diminish. You were the first to leave the changing room, wrapped in your bathrobe given to you by staff, and you brought your favorite towel for whenever you would go to the beach or spa.

You walked into the unisex area, finding the way into the pool of warmth. As you found your spot, you took off the towel revealing your nude body. Sinking slowly into the hot water, the sensation of heat traveled throughout your being. You took your time getting used to the pool of warmth, making gracious moves to familiarize yourself with the temperature and size of the domain. Momentarily wrapped into a warm blanket of water before you could be covered in the embrace of your sunny beau.

As you looked around, the space was stunning; a subtle but luxurious set up outdoors littered with banzai and bamboo trees all around the wooden barriers. The stones around the water resembled ashy grey marbled crystals, exquisitely scattered. Swishing in the water, you laid onto a pile of smoother rocks. The rocks were gracious to your back as you rested against them. As you reached comfort, the blond-haired man entered the serene environment. His beam caught your attention as he admired you from outside the water. Your smile allured him as your fingers motioned for him to come closer. Not wasting any time, Mirio recklessly dived into the steamy water.

Face colored in horror as he sloshed his way to you, still smiling. Mirio used his body to cloak yours as he grabbed your ass, sneaking a kiss to your cheek. "Who knew you could make the water look so good, Sunflower."

"Since we took that long shower last night, you don't remember?"

"Perhaps, but every shower you take is noteworthy."

You giggled softly in his embrace as he chuckled in response. Hearing his laugh was too divine, while the smile on his face is sickly sweet. He pulled you by your waist, eliminating the space in between you and his muscular figure. He feels warmer than the pool of water you are standing in. You look up to allow him to peck your lips, his index finger traces your jawline, thumb tickling your neck with subtlety. The touch is simple but intensifies the pleasure forming between your legs. He pays attention to your face, knowing it's hard for you to hide your need for him.

"Are you that anxious to be touched?" His question was hiding a seductive undertone. He peers into your eyes while holding your waist with his other hand, pulling you into his thighs, not shying away from how you're making him feel. His hardon grazes against you, "Can't say you're alone in that, my love."

He trails his hands down your body, kneading his fingers into your inner thighs, rubbing any tension he knows the masseuse didn't work out. The motions are gentle but firm as he hums a little tune. It's corrective in further easing your mind. Mirio came closer to your ear with his hums, placing sensual kisses on the sensitive spots of your neck. Freeing one hand, he takes your breast in his grasp, lightly pressing into it. The grip is just how you like it as he pulls his lips away from your neck and hunches over to meet your nipple with his tongue. The first flick leads to a sharp breath of air. He sucks in your supple flesh circulating your sensitive nerves.

Drowning in the feeling of him touching you, it's reminiscent of the first time you became intimate, and your body is over the moon. His other hand cups your free breast as he smothers them in the kisses they deserved when he wasn't able to see you and had to heal. Mirio's sensuality builds within as he's already beading precum from his love throbber. The eagerness to touch you as he feels your heart beating out your chest eggs him further, challenging himself to grab both with one hand as he rubs your inner thigh in circular motions.

Too anxious to neglect or half-ass any part of your body, he brushes against your dripping essence, still rubbing circular motions into your thighs, pulling his right hand back close to your face, "I know I'm keeping you in suspense, Sunshine. But I can't control how much you're affecting me right now."

Staring into his eyes, you saw a light that was once dimmed, almost dying to a burning lustful glaze. Nearly intimidating as his hands roamed all of you since he could no longer pay attention to just specific parts of your body, he made a swift move to lift you. No longer on your feet, your legs rest at his sides as he pulls you close. Your legs wrap tightly around him as he places kisses between your nipples, breasts, and neck. Airy moans leave your lips that only he could hear, purposefully grazing his ear with your sweet sounds. Heightening his sense and forming goosebumps on the traps of his neck and ongoing down his arms. A deep grunt escapes from Mirio's thin lips as he balances himself with you.

You rub the back of his neck, a trigger that always sets him off. He breathes in through his nose controlling his urges. Whether the reason is the way you would tip-toe to do it, the feel of your hands caressing him or the glow within your eyes that makes him grip you carefully. No way would he drop you, but you could feel his urge to melt. While preparing you for what's been on his mind since entering the luxury hot spring, he prods you with his cock. Pressing into your bud to tease, almost tickling. Still breathing down the side of his neck, you whimper, "Mir, please..."

"Nice try my sunshine, I'm just feeling how ready you are for me, I'll give you exactly what you want."

Deliberately and poise is the impact Mirio places into the junction of your thighs. Your arms wrapped around his shoulder blades, daring to bite at his shoulder to make contact quicker. His thrust made the perfect adjustment to your sopping core. You are gasping harshly into a sensual moan, as he licks the side of your neck behind your ear. The sensation makes you shiver close to him.

"Damn, Sunshine, you're sucking me in. I feel so connected to you."

"I agree, baby. Now, are you gonna move?"

A low chuckle escapes as he grins, "You're so greedy."

His thrusts are scarce as he relishes your inner muscles squeezing onto him tightly, refusing to let him go. Without warning, Mirio thrusts deeply within you. You grip onto him tightly as he licks the sensitive spots on your neck. The thrusts match how quick his hips roll into you, stretching your flower out with ease. The muscle memory of him coming into play as the sensuality leads to chill all throughout your body and hardening your nipples.

Mirio's passionate grunts reverberate through your ears, sending the shock waves straight to your silk igloo. The divinity in hearing them makes your moans louder and higher in pitch. He holds onto your frame like he'll lose you all while hitting your cervix, insanely intoxicating. Your legs tremble as you feel your body ready to give out.

"I hope you're not trying to cum just yet, my Sunflower." Pushing his cock further into you with each bounce, fucking you speechless. "I haven't even fucked you into every nook and cranny here."

His voice in your ear made your pussy turn into a waterfall. The sloshing rampage in your pink pearl wouldn't stop as Mirio kept a pace matching each broken moan coming from you. Your thighs were a clear indication when the coil within you read itself to be snapped. There was no letting up and stopping yourself from crying out his name or how hard the pounding jogged your brain.

With his rod expanding within you by another inch, you knew he was close. Readjusting his hands to grip your thighs, not before a playful smack to your ass. You wasted no time hooking one of your arms behind his neck before he pounded your flower. Too delicious to feel anything but pleasure, reaching your peak, you take soft nibbles into his shoulder in hopes for the coil to pop and overrun you into oblivion. Your body shivers within his hold as your cup begins to overflow. You grasp desperately to Mirio as he maneuvers your body to bounce on top of him, continuously smacking your ass.

You jolt from each smack as you tighten around Mirio's love rod, making less than unintelligible noises. His smirk is hidden from you, but you know it's there as his voice reaches a level of cockiness, "I feel how close you are, Princess."

No time to respond with a smartass remark, you're too enveloped in the sensations given. Short of breath, eyes closed tight as your chest tightens, the pressure rises until it's too much to bear, alluding to the build-up of your cream canal. The coil pulled so tightly finally snaps, as your body unravels within your buff boyfriend's arms. The orgasm hits and sticks, achieving the takeover of your nerves and sinking your body low into Mirio as he finishes inside of you, spreading both your cheeks to gain control.

His growl fluttered your pussy as he filled you with his seed, his hands imprinting your pert ass as the force of his thrusts stopped his touch from being gentle at the moment. You wince from the impact of his tense fingers against your supple skin, knowing a bruise will linger soon. You let out a deep gasp as you stare at your boyfriend. He regains composure quickly while holding you, making a noble face, with a goofy smile as he stares back. You shy from him as his face is too angelic compared to what you just finished doing.

"Hey babe, could you let me down?"

"Of course, Beautiful."

He rests your feet back into the warm, soothing water. You cup his face gently, pushing him into the corner where your towels and bathrobes laid. Your legs wobble as you push him back onto your robes, eager to drop to your knees. The water rushes through your thighs, tickling you, sensationalizing your clit in the process. There's no other way to stop it than to stand, and yet as you're steady in crouch form, your mouth envelops onto Mirio's love rod. A sharp gasp escapes and a fist clenches as he restrains himself from pushing your head down.

His gasps are loud with each soul-suck you perform, even yelling out your name at times. Surely some neighbors are above and below, but there are not enough hands in the world to cover your lover's mouth. He stares intently at you as his throbber expands with each slurp you provide. You return his gaze, his face is overly flushed as he calls out to you, fiercely.

"Fuck, you look amazing, babe. Your eyes are so beautiful." The passion he feels within achieving all the pressure you put and knowingly feel like he's curling his toes underwater. He's so close you can feel his balls twitch, even his growl is becoming more prominent. You push to get him to finish in your mouth, and yet he advances beforehand, raising your mouth off his cock and turning your body around to lift you and rest your tush onto his wide thighs.

"Not so fast my Sunflower, I'm not ready to blast off." Mirio easily controls your body, keeping your frame close to his throbber near your slit, dripping with essence, causing him to slip in with ease. You gasp in unison as your rosebud tightened around him, "Damn, there you go sucking me in."

"At this rate, I have to make you scream and shout to the whole world." Wasting no time, Mirio planted your face down, ass up into your robes while still inside you leaving little time to react.

Without warning, he propelled deep into your dripping flower. The impact indeed rough was enticing as he bent over close to your ear, breath huffing as he kissed your neck. Jittery to your sweet spot being acknowledged, he stands to smack your ass listening to the echo through the resort. It's enough to rattle you into oblivion. His hips roll fiercely into you as if the spanking was the sound to begin a race: Whether it was against himself or you was the mystery.

On the verge of tears, you felt your body surge with mighty ripples of water controlled by earthquakes. A well-acquainted feeling, and yet it was estranged. You murmured how close you were, and Mirio's grunts shook you to your core, tightening around him. He groaned rather harshly as he smacked your ass again, loading you up with all of him. The coil within you once again burned, binding brashly.

"Babe, I can't hold back," Your legs tense as each of your moans shudders out your full lips, "You feel so fucking good."

The master of positions, he places you onto the flat surface of the hot tub. His intent to drive you mad working as his hands lay firmly at your sides, to rub into your thick, soft ass. He holds you from behind, drilling his love rod into you deep. Your pussy clenches to him with unfailing devotion, as your final moans end your build-up. You stretch your hands out to grab Mirio's wrist as he deeply grunts for the last time as he finishes inside of you again. His cock twitches with ferocity as he clenches your hips. His breaths graze the back of the neck roughly, you stand slowly to gather feeling back in your legs.

Your body tries to adjust to the position as you stretch as high into the sky as possible. But your thighs hysterically give out, and you stumble into the embrace of Mirio. He's holding you from behind with a tired, yet satisfied smile. It's enough to release a light chuckle as sweat drips from his now messy hair. You lean back onto his chest with a huge exhale.

"Did I go overboard, Sunshine?" He crossed his arms around your waist.

"Not at all, you went above and beyond. I can stand now, but when we get back to the room, I think I might pass out."

A hearty laugh erupted from your blonde beau, loud enough to echo, and you could have sworn you saw a tear from his cobalt eyes. The vibration of his laughter traveled to his chest, feeling like the ground under your feet would crumble, jumping your heart rate.

"I'm sorry for laughing, Princess, but I just think you're so funny."

"What did I say that made you laugh?"

"The fact that you thought you would be sleeping when we're back at the room."

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Dream Girl (Momo x Reader x Best Friend?!Sero)

Title: Dream Girl

Pairing: Momo x Reader x Best Friend?!Sero

Prompt: “Rejection.” The character I chose was Sero. [This is from the June prompt of the MHA & Readers discord server created by @/liliesoftherain on Tumblr. (This server has helped me so much with my writer’s block lmao)]

Word Count: 6.7k words (this is the longest one shot I’ve ever written)

Warnings: I don't really know except for maybe implying a homophobic father.

A/N: This one shot was very much influenced by my personal experiences so I’m sorry if it’s not exactly like how everyone else experienced learning about their sexuality. Also KiriBaku’s cannon in this :) Another thing: I listened to BTS for the first time while writing some/most of this one shot. I like their music vibe, I ended up listening to all their albums on Google Music.

“Y/N!”

A (h/c) haired girl turned to the sound of someone calling her name. The voice was soft and sweet, like homemade caramel. She knew that voice. It belonged to Momo Yaoyorozu, a girl in her grade that just can’t seem to get out of Y/N’s head. A smile spread across her face as Y/N saw Momo running towards her. She expected her to stop a few feet in front of her, but instead, she found herself in Momo’s arms. Y/N was taken aback by the girl’s action, but her smile only grew as she wrapped her own arms around Momo. She had never felt this way before in an embrace. It was nothing like the ones her mom or her best friend, Sero, gave her. It felt… Amazing. Y/N could hear Momo’s heartbeat as her surroundings melted away.

“You did amazing out there,” Momo murmured in her ear. Y/N found herself thanking the girl even though she couldn’t seem to remember what she was getting complimented for. They both fell into a comfortable silence in the embrace before the sound of Momo’s heartbeat suddenly started to become louder and higher pitch until it resembled the sound of an alarm clock. No… It was the sound of am alarm clock. As Y/N slowly opened her eyes, she found she was no longer wrapped in Momo’s arms, but rather the comforter of her bed.

"That was weird," she muttered as she unwrapped herself and got up. Why is it always Momo? She wondered to herself, Why can't I get her out of my head? Her face, her voice, her everything. It's all stuck on repeat. And why does part of me wish that dream was real? Shrugging off her dream for the moment, Y/N began to get ready for school. She was walking down the stairs in her UA uniform when she heard her mom call her name, “Y/N! Breakfast is ready! Better get down here now if you want time to eat it!” Picking up her pace, Y/N reached the kitchen to see a breakfast sandwich along with some bacon on a plate. Sitting at the table, she started to scarf down the bacon. M/N laughed as she watched her daughter eat.

“Slow down before you choke on your bacon!” she exclaimed.

“But mom,” Y/N jokingly whined, “your bacon is just so good!” M/N laughed before saying, “With how much you love food, you better hope you get a dream boy who can cook! I saw the mess you made last week when you tried to make box mac n’ cheese.” Suddenly, Y/N became uncomfortable with the conversation. It wasn’t because of her mom making fun of her terrible cooking skills that got to her, but rather when her mom mentioned getting a boyfriend. Her mom was always asking when she was going to bring a boy home, and Y/N didn’t know why she felt so weird every time the subject was brought up. She was a girl, she should be excited to get a boyfriend, and yet the thought of having one just didn’t feel right.

Quickly hiding her discomfort with a laugh, she glanced at the clock and used the time as an excuse to get out of there before her mom saw through her act. Grabbing the breakfast sandwich, Y/N shouted a quick ‘I love you’ to her mom before she closed the front door. Once it was shut, she sighed and let her face fall from the smile it had on as she walked to school, occasionally taking bites of the now lukewarm sandwich.

Y/N was only about five minutes from UA when she felt an arm wrap around her shoulders. Looking to her side, she saw her best friend since childhood. “Hey, Sero,” she laughed, in a better mood now that he was there. “Hey, N/N,” he replied, “How was your morning?” Y/N wrapped her arm around Sero’s waist since she couldn’t reach his shoulder before replying, “It was okay. Ma made a breakfast sandwich and some bacon for breakfast. I had a weird dream, though. How was yours?” Sero was intrigued by her last statement, but decided to answer her question first. “My morning was the same as usual, I woke up late so I had to run to get here in time,” he replied, “Nothing interesting, unlike hearing you had a weird dream. Wanna talk about it?” He could see her thinking about what to say, trying to decide if she should.

“Umm…” she mumbled, “Well, I’m not sure what the dream was about exactly, but it centered around me and Yaoyorozu.” Sero smirked at the mention of Momo, maybe this dream will help Y/N to finally realize her feelings. Sero was already suspicious of how Y/N felt towards Momo, but he didn’t want to call her out on it. He’d much rather let her figure her feelings out on her own than try to intervene and tell her what she felt, that’s just not how it works. No, he wouldn’t talk to her about Yaoyorozu in a romantic setting unless she came to him first… or if she did something stupid.

Snapping out of his thoughts, Sero looked at Y/N as they were walking down the hall to class. “Momo?” he asked, “That sounds interesting. Now I need to know the full story!” Y/N laughed as they reached the door of class 1-A. “I’ll tell you at lunch, dork. I don’t want to be late because I’m telling you a story outside our class,” she said before pulling on the handle and walking into the now much louder classroom. When she stepped in she was greeted by Mina calling her name.

“Hey Y/N! Come over here!” the pink girl called out, waving Y/N down. Behind her were Jiro and Hagakure. Y/N waved and walked to the group of girls, leaving Sero to talk to the Bakusquad on the other side of the room. “Hey, guys!” Y/N greeted Mina and the rest, “What’s up?” Mina grinned and wiggled her eyebrows at Y/N. “So? Sero, huh?” she asked, though it seemed like it was more of a statement.

“W-what? What about Sero?” Y/N stuttered.

“Well, we’ve seen how you two act together, and it looks like you guys are more than best friends,” Hagakure said. Y/N looked at the group, confused. “I’m not sure what you guys are implying here. I mean, I’ve known Sero since I was four if that’s what you mean,” she said. Hagakure started speaking, “No, that’s not exactly-”

“We wanted to know when you’re going to ask Sero out or if you already have,” Jiro cut in, very bluntly.

“What?! No! What are you guys talking about? Sero and I are just friends!” Y/N exclaimed.

“C’mon Y/N,” Mina teased, “We saw the way you had your arm around Sero’s waist this morning. People who are just friends don’t get that close. And you two have done other things like that, that regular best friends don’t do. Like when Sero carried you bridal style at the beach because you were tired. We saw how you leaned into his chest!”

“What if I’m just comfortable around Sero?” Y/N countered.

“But not that comfortable,” Mina giggled. Y/N was starting to become slightly nervous and annoyed at the girls’ words, this was all too confusing for her. She had never really thought of Sero in a romantic way before, but the girls were saying that her closeness with Sero wasn’t normal for just a friendship. If Y/N wasn’t already confused about her feelings, she really was then, having to both think about how she felt towards Momo, and also rethink her relationship with Sero. Before Y/N could think of what to say back to the girls, the bell rang, indicating everyone that it was time to return to their seats before Aizawa could yell at them. Y/N walked to her seat next to Sero with a now heavy mind, forgetting to say goodbye to the girls.

The classes up to lunch went by relatively quickly, though Y/N wasn’t focusing on them much. All she could think of was what Mina, Jiro, and Hagakure had said. Maybe I’ve just been confused with what different feelings mean. How I feel towards Sero must be love and not friendship, as the girls had said. And it’s probably admiration I feel towards Momo… Yeah! I can’t stop thinking about her because I admire her! I probably get butterflies in my stomach when she looks at or talks to me because I want her approval, she is one of the best students in the class after all. Besides… Dad had always said those feelings were wrong when he was still around... And Mom is always talking about a boyfriend... So maybe if I date Sero, I won’t feel like I’m disappointing her every time she asks if I’ve gotten a boyfriend yet… The only thing is... If what I feel towards Momo is admiration… then why don’t I feel that way around the other top students like Todoroki and Bakugou? Maybe it’s because Momo’s a girl and so I relate to her more… That must be it. It has to be it. Because if it’s not… Y/N’s thoughts were cut off by the ringing of the school bells- it was lunchtime.

As she was about to enter the cafeteria, Y/N felt an arm pull her to the side. She looked to see a smirking Sero in the now empty hallway. “So,” he said, “are you gonna tell me about that dream you had?” Y/N jokingly rolled her eyes before she sighed and nodded her head.

After she told him all the details, Y/N began to explain to Sero what she thought it meant, “I think it just means I admire her and want her approval, that’s why she complimented me in the dream.” Sero smiled sadly at Y/N, he could see how hard she was trying to deny what the dream really meant to her. He had a pretty good sense of why she was ignoring her feelings, and he had a plan to show her that what he said wasn’t true and she shouldn’t let what he said define her and her feelings. But for today, he wouldn’t call her out, so he said, “That could be it. But it could also mean other things. Just know that whatever you decide it means in the end, I support you.”

Y/N blushed in confusion at Sero’s last sentence. “Th-Thanks,” she said, not knowing what else to say. Sero grinned at Y/N before he said, “Well, I’m starving, so I’m gonna head to the Bakusquad table. You gonna come?” Y/N smiled and responded, “Probably, I gotta get in line first, though. I forgot my lunch at home again.” Sero chuckled, “Okay, see you maybe then.” Y/N laughed before they both headed in different directions.

As Sero approached the Bakusquad, he noticed Mina wasn’t there. Voicing his thoughts, he asked the table where she was. Kaminari pointed his thumb to a table a little ways away behind himself as he explained, “Mina decided she wanted to round up all the girls of 1-A to eat together today. It’s probably about what she, Jiro, and Hagakure were talking with Y/N about this morning.” Sero’s eyebrows scrunched up in confusion before he asked, “What were they talking about this morning that made Mina round up the girls?” Kaminari laughed as he answered Sero, “They’re talking about you and Y/N. Mina and Hagakure are convinced you two like each other as more than friends and they’re dragging the other girls into it.” Sero stood there shocked for a moment before his expression morphed into worry as he sat down. “Oh no,” he muttered. Kirishima heard his friend mutter under his breath. “What’s wrong, Sero?” he asked. Sero shook his head. “I’m sure Mina and the girls mean well,” he started, “but I don’t see Y/N in that way, and this’ll just make her even more confused with her feelings she’s been dealing with if they’re trying to force this on her.”

“What feelings are your shitty friend confused about?” Bakuguo spoke up. He would never admit it, but Bakugou was slightly concerned by Sero’s words. Sero sighed, “I actually wanted to ask you guys a favor about this. I think Y/N is having trouble with her sexuality. I’ve known her practically my whole life so I know when something’s up. The way she looks at Momo and gets flustered when talking about her… I think she might have a crush on her. But I don’t want to force anything on her so I’m trying to let her figure out her feelings on her own-”

“But?” Bakugou cut in.

“Huh?” Sero asked.

“You obviously came to us for a reason. What’s the problem that’s keeping your shitty friend from figuring shit out?” Bakugou responded.

“Cutting right to the chase then,” Sero laughed, “Well, Y/N grew up with someone telling her that being gay is wrong. That people who are gay are broken and bad people. I was wondering if we could eat lunch outside tomorrow and you two could tell her about you…” Kirishima smiled at the plain-looking boy before speaking, “I’m good with that! You trust her to keep the secret until we can tell everyone else, right?” Sero nodded, now beaming. “Of course!” he shouted in excitement, before turning expectantly to Bakugou. “Tsk, fine,” the spiky-haired boy said.

“Thanks, guys!” Sero shouted in excitement, reaching across the table to pull Kirishima and Bakugou into a hug.

“Oi! Let go of me!”

Y/N glanced towards the sound of Bakugou and laughed at the site. Having just gotten out of the lunch line, she started walking towards the table before she was stopped by Mina who begged her to sit with the other girls for the day. Y/N didn’t see why not, so she followed Mina to a table with Hagakure, Jiro, Uraraka, Asui, and Momo. As soon as she saw the last girl, Y/N’s face heated up and she could feel her pulse quicken when she saw Momo was looking back at her. When Mina sat down, Y/N saw that the last seat was directly across from Yaoyorozu. As she sat down, she could feel knots in her stomach from being this close. She forgot about her hunger as all that filled her mind was the girl in front of her.

“Um, h-hi, L/N,” Momo stuttered and looked away. Is she blushing? Y/N thought, Why do I think it’s cute? What’s this tingling feeling in my chest I get when I look at her? It’s warm… Y/N couldn’t keep herself from blushing. “H-hi, Yaoyorozu,” she responded before she too looked away. Most of the girls at the table didn’t think too much of the exchange; however, Asui saw what the others didn’t. She didn’t see two girls in love with Sero or Todoroki, but rather the person who sat a few feet in front of them. Asui didn’t know why the others hadn’t picked up on it yet, it was rather obvious.

“So now that everyone’s here, we can talk about Y/N!” Mina exclaimed, bringing the table to attention. Y/N looked surprised. “Wh-what about me?” she asked. Mina beamed at her before replying, “Remember what we were talking about this morning? We’re gonna help you come up with a plan to confess to Sero and ask him out!” Both Y/N and Momo seemed to become taken aback by this statement, something that didn’t go unseen by Asui. She decided to speak up about it and said, “I don’t think Y/N sees Sero like that, why would she ask him out?”

“Nonsense!” Hagakure shouted, “You want to ask Sero out, don’t you, Y/N?” Y/N was overwhelmed by her thoughts and all the eyes on her. That is what I want, isn’t it? I was thinking about it earlier, it will be for the best, right? A few seconds went by before Y/N slowly nodded her head. Smiles spread across the table, save for Momo and Asui. The girls all scooted closer to Y/N at the table before they all went over their plan. The first to speak up was surprisingly Uraraka. “So, I’m assuming you want to do this by yourself in private, right? That’s how I would want to,” Uraraka said. Y/N nodded again.

“That means you should do it tomorrow at lunch! Ask Sero if you can eat outside and you can confess there!” Hagakure shouted.

“Right! And once you’re out there you can start off by complimenting him first!” Mina bounced off of Hagakure.

The girls continued going over what Y/N should do for a few minutes before they finished. “Think you got all of that, Y/N?” Jiro asked. Y/N nodded, “I think so, thanks, guys.”

“Now that we’ve got that sorted,” Mina began as she turned to look at Momo, “How’s it going with Todoroki?” Momo was very visibly taken aback by the question, and everyone at the table noticed. “What?” she asked, “We’re not in a relationship.” Now it was Mina’s turn to look surprised. “Really?! I really thought you guys were!” she exclaimed.

“Um, no… Well,” Momo looked at her lap, wringing her hands together before she continued, “I’m- I’m actually not straight… I like girls.” She looked back up to see everyone’s reactions. Most of them looked surprised, but Asui looked like she already knew, and Y/N looked- she looked relieved? Could it be that... No, she likes Sero, Momo thought.

Y/N remained quiet as the other girls excitedly talked to Momo about how they were happy she came out and various other things related to her sexuality. She still couldn’t believe it… but she felt happy and relieved. Why do I feel relieved? Why do I feel happy? She just said that she’s exactly what Father had said was bad… But- But Momo’s perfect. She’s never done anything bad. Maybe I really am broken…

~~~

The rest of the day passed in a blur to Y/N, all she could think about was her planned confession to Sero the next day, and what Momo had revealed at lunch. Her heart and her brain were fighting over which she felt more excited about, but ultimately her brain won with the final blow of “Mom would be more excited for this.”

The final school bell rang, and Sero quickly found himself by Y/N’s side in the halls. “Man, was that so boring. I thought that class would never end,” he jokingly sighed.

“I honestly stopped paying attention to what he was saying in the first five minutes,” Y/N responded with a shrug.

“I know, right? Hey, you wanna hang out at my house?”

“Sorry, I have to do something later today, and I want to have time to finish my homework,” Y/N said with an apologetic look. That was a lie. She didn’t have to do anything later, she just wanted some alone time to think, and she had a feeling Sero also might ask about what the whole girl-table thing at lunch was about.

Sero could see she didn’t want to hang out, and he would be lying if he said he wasn’t a little hurt. But he understood. “It’s okay, just know I’m free today so you can come over whenever if you feel like it.”

“Thanks, Sero. Sorry again.”

Sero laughed as they approached the corner where their paths home split. “I already said you’re good, it’s no problem. I’ll see you at school tomorrow then?” he asked as they both stopped walking. Y/N smiled at him. “For sure!” she exclaimed.

“See ya tomorrow, Sero!” Y/N waved as she continued walking down the sidewalk and Sero took a turn down another street.

“Bye N/N!”

~~~

Y/N lied in her bed with her eyes closed, thinking. She had just finished her homework and immediately flopped on her bed. I’m so tired of thinking. I feel like all I’ve been doing today is thinking way too much. Y/N rolled on her side and looked at her phone. She decided that listening to music might help her relax, and so she put her earbuds in, started the playlist of her favourite songs she had made, and lost herself in the music.

Before she knew it, her shoulder was being shaken. Y/N rolled over to see her mom smiling at her. She took out her earbuds to hear what she was saying.

“Hey N/N, dinner’s ready.”

Y/N’s eyes widened. Had it really been two hours already? She gave her mom a quick okay before she rolled out of bed and headed down the stairs to the kitchen, which her mom had already reached. She smelt the homemade ramen before she saw it, and Y/N’s mouth instantly began watering. She walked into the kitchen to see two bowls of ramen on an already-set table. As she and her mom sat down, she said, “This looks delicious, ma. Thank you!” M/N beamed at the compliment, saying it was no problem.

“Itadekimasu!” both members of the household said in unison. After a while of eating the delicious dinner, Y/N had finally worked up the courage to ask her mom something she had been meaning to ask for a long time.

“Hey, mom?” she started.

“Hmm?”

“I’ve just been wondering something for a while… Why do you want me to get a boyfriend so much?” Y/N finally asked. Her mom looked surprised for a split second before her expression became warm and she smiled at Y/N.

“I just want you to be happy. A good boyfriend will make you so happy, trust me,” she responded. Y/N nodded, taking her words to heart.

“Thanks, mom.”

“It’s no problem, I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

~~~

Y/N was walking to school as she thought of what was to come. Today is the day. I’m going to confess who I love. I’m going to confess to Sero. Her thoughts were interrupted by the boy himself as he saw her further up the sidewalk that merged with the one he was on.

“Hey, Y/N! Wait up!”

Sero caught up with her and they chatted about their mornings and the homework from the day before on the way to UA. When the subject of what they brought for lunch came up, both of them wanted to ask the other if they wanted to eat outside, but Y/N beat him to it.

“Speaking of lunches, do you want to eat lunch outside today? I think it’d be fun.”

“Hey, I was about to ask you the same thing!” Sero laughed at the funny coincidence.

“I guess that works out then,” Y/N laughed back, as they reached the Class 1-A door. She opened the door to reveal the noisy room, as usual.

“Y/N!”

“Sero!”

As soon as they had stepped in the room they each had been called over by someone. Y/N by Mina, and Sero by Kirishima. The two friends waved bye to each other and walked to the person who had called their name.

“Hey, Mina, what’s up?” Y/N greeted.

“I was just wondering if you’ve asked Sero about eating outside yet?”

“I actually just asked him, and he said yes.”

Mina grinned at the news. “That’s awesome!” she exclaimed.

Over on the other side of the room, Sero was having almost the exact same conversation with Kirishima. However, a more interesting exchange was happening between Asui and Momo. Asui had pulled Momo to the side ad had immediately launched into the topic she came for.

“I’m going to get straight to the point. Do you have a crush on Y/N?”

Asui’s question left Momo sputtering, “Wh-what? N-no.” Momo looked to see Asui’s unconvinced face and sighed in defeat. “Was it that obvious?” she asked.

“To me, it was rather obvious that both you and Y/N like each other, but none of the other girls seem to notice.”

“W-wait, you’re saying Y/N- Y/N likes me? But I thought she likes Sero?” Momo stuttered.

“It seems to me that the other girls and even Y/N have forced her to tell herself she likes him, whether they meant to or not,” Asui stated.

“What should we do then?” Momo asked, but Asui shook her head. “We can’t do anything right now. I just wanted to make sure you don’t give up on Y/N,” Asui said.

“Thanks, Asui,” Momo said. Asui shook her head and said, “I told you, call me Tsuyu.”

“Right, sorry. Thank you, Tsuyu.”

Tsuyu only nodded and offered a smile before walking to her seat. The bell rang and soon everyone else was heading to their seat, too.

~~~

Soon it was lunch, and that meant it was almost time for Y/N to confess to Sero. They just had to get outside. Since both of them had remembered their lunches that day, the two had started heading to where they would eat outside as soon as the bell had rung. Sero saw Bakugou and Kirishima were still somehow at the head of the pack still.

“Man, we left quickly and Bakugou and Kirishima are still way ahead of us,” he laughed, “They’re gonna beat us outside by the looks of it.”

“Huh? Are they eating outside with us?” Y/N asked. She was confused by the boy’s words.

“Oh sorry did I forget to ask? I invited Bakugou and Kirishima to eat outside with us, is that okay?”

“Oh. Yeah, that’s fine. I was just surprised, I guess,” Y/N responded. She didn’t want to seem rude to Bakugou and Kirishima by telling them they couldn’t be there. She would just have to deal with an audience of two.

As the two walked outside, they saw Kirishima and Bakugou a few hundred feet away. Sero started to wave and call their names, but Y/N stopped him.

“Actually, Sero. There’s something I wanted to talk to you about before we go over there,” she said as she grabbed his hands. Sero could tell this was something serious. “What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Y/N swallowed her throat and attempted to calm her rising nerves before she started to speak. “Sero I- I like you. As- as more than a friend,” she said. Sero looked at his friend with a frown.

“I’m sorry, Y/N, but I don’t see you like that. You’re my best friend,” he said as he watched Y/N start to tear up.

“B-but they said- they said you liked me. They said how we acted was more than friends,” Y/N stuttered out.

Sero squeezed Y/N’s hands and spoke, “Y/N, I need you to look me in the eyes. Look me in the eyes and tell me that you really love me in a romantic way.”

Y/N let her head rise until she was eye to eye with Sero as tears streamed down her face. She had to do it. Everyone wanted her to do it. “I love you!” she shouted as she closed her eyes. Her shout had brought the attention of Kirishima and Bakugou who just now noticed the pair a few hundred feet away.

“You didn’t look me in the eyes, N/N,” Sero said softly.

“You don’t understand,” Y/N started, softly crying, “I love you. I have to love you.”

“No you don’t, Y/N. Why do you think that?” Sero asked.

"Because I can't be broken!” Y/N shouted loudly, her voice cracking, “I don't want to be broken! That's why I love you!"

"You're not broken, Y/N! You'll never be broken!” Sero shouted back, “I love you too, but I love you as my best friend! I know you love me in that way, too! We've been best friends for years, you can tell me how you feel!”

“I can’t tell you! I’m broken! I’m a disappointment! I’m everything he said was bad!” Y/N cried as she sank to her knees.

Sero followed her to the ground as he cried out, “You’re not a disappointment, Y/N! You aren't a bad person for having those feelings! Everything your dad said was wrong! That's why your mom left him, remember? You're an amazing person, who you're attracted to will never change that, you hear? Never!" By the end of his speech, Sero was crying, too. “You can tell me who you really like, N/N. I’ll never hate you for it. I’ll never think you’re a disappointment or are broken for it,” Sero said with a quiet voice.

“But mom-”

“Your mom will never think any of those things either! I know your mom, I see how much she loves you. Who you like won’t stop that. She will always love you, got it? So don’t worry about that.”

“Fine! I- I like- I like,” Y/N sighed and took a deep breath, “I like Momo, okay? I like a girl.”

Instead of seeing a face of disgust like she expected, Sero started grinning and pulled the surprised girl into his arms.

“I’m so proud of you,” he said quietly.

“You’re not… You’re not disgusted with me?”

“That would be pretty fucking hypocritical of him if he was,” a voice cut in. The pair looked over to see Bakugou and Kirishima standing a few feet away. “What do you mean?” Y/N asked the pair. She saw Kirishima grab Bakugou’s hand in his as he responded, “Bakugou and I are dating.” Y/N looked at the pair in shock before she heard Sero speak up.

“So, do you think they’re bad people, Y/N? Well… at least Kirishima?”

“Oi! What’s that supposed to mean?!” Bakugou fumed.

Y/N laughed before responding to Sero, “No… neither of them are bad people.”

Sero nodded, “And I heard Momo came out yesterday. She’s not a bad person either, is she?”

Y/N panicked as she heard Sero ask if Momo was bad. “What?! No! Momo could never be a bad person! She’s perfect…” Y/N drifted off. Sero squeezed her hands again. “Then why would you be a bad person when these people who are the same aren’t?” he asked. Y/N stayed silent as she thought about what Sero was saying.

“I guess…” she slowly started, “I guess I wouldn’t be.”

Sero smiled. “That’s right, you aren’t. Can you let yourself accept that?” he asked. Y/N slowly nodded.

“I’m… I’m not a bad person for liking Momo. And I’m- I’m not broken,” she said, bringing smiles to everyone’s faces. Even Bakugou had a slight smirk.

“Aw man, I’m so excited now! We can finally get Y/N and Momo together!” Sero exclaimed.

“What do you mean ‘finally’? Did you already know I liked her?”

“Oh I’ve known for months,” Sero laughed.

“Sero!!”

“What? I wanted to let you figure it out on your own. But anyway, now that you have, let’s get you your dream girl!” Sero shouted enthusiastically. Y/N blushed when he called Momo her dream girl. She really was, wasn’t she?

~~~

After the bell had rung for the end of lunch, the girls of Class 1-A saw Y/N and Sero walking into the cafeteria along with Bakugou and Kirishima. She was laughing at something Sero had said. Mina and Hagakure were beaming, thinking their plan had worked. Momo felt her heart sink at the sight, until Tsuyu walked up next to her and pointed something out.

“They’re not holding hands, so they might not be together.”

At that moment, Y/N looked over to Momo and gave her a shy smile and a wave from across the room. Momo felt her heart skip a beat as she waved back, a blushing mess.

~~~

The rest of the day passed in a blur as Y/N was once again deep in thoughts. But, this time, her heart and her mind were in agreement, and all that was on her mind was Momo. But this time, she didn’t feel bad about it. She didn’t try to force herself to deny what she felt for the girl. And for the first time in a while, her thoughts felt free and happy. She no longer felt like there was a weight on her shoulders, and she had her best friend to thank.

~~~

As Y/N walked out of the school, she was stopped by Mina, who had rounded up the other girls. “Y/N! You have to tell us how it went! Are you and Sero dating now?” she asked. Y/N awkwardly smiled at the group.

“Umm, actually, we decided we prefer to stay as friends.” she replied.

Mina and a few of the other girls looked surprised. “Really?! I thought you liked him?” Hagakure asked.

“Well… I actually like someone else but I had been too scared to admit it. But Sero helped me to not be scared,” she said.

“Why would you be scared to admit it?” Uraraka asked.

“Because- um, because the person I like is a… a girl.”

Momo’s heart was beating out of her chest. Could it be? Tsuyu was the first to speak up.

“I’m proud of you for telling us, Y/N. I know how hard it is,” she said.

“Yeah!” Mina shouted, “I’m surprised, but I’m happy for you!”

Soon all the other girls joined in and were all being supportive.

“So, who’s the girl?” Hagakure asked. Thankfully, Y/N was saved by Sero catching up with her. “Hey, Y/N. You ready to head home?” he asked. She nodded, grateful for his timing.

“Yeah, bye guys!” she said as she walked away from the group with Sero.

Momo turned to start walking home, her heart still racing, but she was stopped by Tsuyu calling her name. “Hey Momo, can I walk with you?” Tsuyu asked.

“Sure.”

“So that pretty much confirms Y/N likes you.”

“Do you- do you really think that?” Momo asked, still unconvinced. Tsuyu nodded and said, “I saw the way she was sneaking you glances when she was coming out. I think you should ask her out.”

“Ask her out? But what if she actually doesn’t like me?” Momo asked worriedly. Tsuyu looked at Momo before responding, “Momo, you trust me, right?”

“Yeah…”

“Then trust me when I say, Y/N likes you back. Besides, if you never try, you’ll never succeed, right?”

“I guess... But how should I do it? I’ve never had to confess before,” Momo responded.

“Don’t stress about it too much, just tell her how you feel. You can pull her back in the halls before lunch tomorrow to talk in private.”

“O-okay. I’ll try.” Momo said. Tsuyu let a small smile spread across her normally neutral face and said, “I know you can do it, Momo.”

“Thanks for everything, Tsuyu,” said appreciatively. If it hadn’t been for Tsuyu, she wouldn’t think it was even possible that Y/N could like her.

~~~

The next day, Y/N was nervous. She was going to go over how she would tell Momo her feelings with the Bakusquad at lunch. She had slept in for the first time in a while, and now she was running to get to school in time. She just barely got in the door as the bell rang, and she rushed to her seat. Sero was already there, and he waved to her from his seat. Y/N waved backed before she turned around to see Momo. Their eyes met, and each of them shyly waved at the other, a blush rising to their cheeks.

Soon, it was lunch, and Y/N was both excited and nervous to go over confessing to Momo with the Bakusquad. What she didn’t know, was that Momo was feeling the same emotions, but she was one step ahead of what Y/N was at. Y/N was about to get out of her seat to go to lunch when she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned to see it was a nervous-looking Momo. “H-hey, Momo.” she greeted.

“Hi, Y/N. I was wondering if you could stay back for a few minutes? I wanted to talk to you in private.”

“S-sure.”

A few people noticed this exchange as students were leaving the class, namely Sero along with Kirishima and Bakugou, and Tsuyu on the other side of the room. All of them had some degree of a smile on their face as they left the room. When the room was empty, Momo started stuttering through her words.

“S-so um Tsuyu convinced me to go through with this s-so uh, I wanted to let you know how you make me feel,” Momo started. As she spoke, Y/N’s heart bast beating out of her chest.

“Y-you, you make me feel amazing every time I think about you. My heart beats out of my chest every time you notice me. I- I really like you, I wanted you to know that. When I heard you like a girl, you would not believe how much I hoped that it was me. I still hope that. But I understand if you don’t return my feelings,” Momo finished. Y/N was silent for a few moments, worrying Momo, but soon a smile spread across her face and tears started falling from her eyes. Momo panicked at the sight of her crying.

“D-did I do something wrong? Why are you crying?”

“No,” Y/N laughed, “These are happy tears. God, I’m so happy.”

An overwhelming feeling of happiness spread across Momo as she realized that if Y/N was happy, then that must mean she likes her back. “So, does that mean you like me, too?” she asked to confirm. Y/N rapidly nodded her head before she jumped into Momo’s arms to hug her.

“I’ve liked you for so long, I had just finally accepted it yesterday, and now here you are confessing to me. Could this day get any better?” Y/N said as she continued to hug Momo. The embrace was everything she had felt in her dream and more. But most importantly, it was real.

-1 Month Later-

Y/N and Momo walked hand in hand down the sidewalk, school had just gotten out and they were headed to Y/N’s house. She was finally ready to tell her mom about Momo. As they reached the house, Y/N had Momo wait outside. As she walked inside, she called out to her mom. M/N appeared in the doorway to the kitchen. “Yeah?” she asked as she walked toward Y/N.

“S-so, I wanted to tell you that- that I’m dating someone, and I want you to meet them.”

M/N started grinning as she said, “That’s wonderful, sweetie! What’s his name?”

Y/N rubbed the back of her neck as she responded, “Well, actually, her name is Momo. We’ve been dating for a month.”

M/N was very visibly shocked. She had never seen it. Then again, she had never met this Momo either. M/N took a breath before speaking, “I’m not going to pretend I understand liking girls… But I support you. I want to see you happy, and if she makes you happy then I’m okay with that.” M/N’s words brought tears to Y/N’s eyes.

“Thank you so much, Mom!” she cried as she hugged her mom.

“So,” M/N started, “When do I get to meet this Momo?”

Y/N laughed as she moved towards the front door. “She’s actually already here,” she said before she opened the door.

“Mom, meet my dream girl.”

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gh0stfacesho3 · 5 years ago

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OKAY! So NSFW Kendo Rappa x Fem!Reader, so reader basically says something that makes sex sound like a competition, and knowing Rappa he LOVES to win, this leads to him basically railing reader into the matress- The idea is pretty vague, so feel free to add extra spice if you want! :D

Stamina

So I’ve never wrote for Rappa so it might not be up to your expectations but I’ll give it my best shot!

Pairing: Kendo Rappa x (F)Reader

Warning: +18, bondage, over stimulating, orgasm denial, degrading.

While you and Rappa were laying in your bed you looked over at him and smirked.

“What?” He asked as he looked down at you, breaking his stare on the tv.

“You know it’s been awhile since we’ve had sex and it makes me feel like you can’t handle it.” You said bluntly.

“What do you mean I can’t handle it?” He paused the tv as he crossed his arms.

“You probably don’t have the stamina to even last long enough.” You teased as you pulled the covers off you as you were about to get out of bed. Kendo grabbed your wrist and pulled you on top of his lap.

“Are you tryna say I’d lose due to stamina?” He asked as he glared into your eyes.

“I never said you’d lose per se, but if that’s how you see it then maybe.” You blankly stated, which pissed him off. Him lose? Due to stamina? In a blink, you were pinned down to the mattress, making you smirk because your plan worked.

“You know how I feel about competitions and you dare taunt me with the idea that’d I would lose at anything?” Kendo growled softly making you squirm. “Especially when that thing you say I’d lose at is sex? You really need to be shown just who you’re messing with.” You shuddered when you felt his tongue lick up your neck.

“I was only stating facts.” You mumbled, really trying to get him riled up. You gasped once you felt your shorts and underwear being literally ripped off. “Those were my favorite!” You huffed.

“Shut up.” Rappa said as he then ripped your shirt off, making you blush. You’ve been naked in front of Rappa before but with this knew aura, you couldn’t help but feel even smaller below him.

“Why so shy darling?” He asked as he kissed down your body, biting harshly making you whimper. “Is it because you know I’ll win? That you won’t make it past one round?” He teased as he took your torn shirt and tied your hands together and to the headboard . You rubbed your legs together to relieve some of the rapidly building pressure only to be stopped by Kendo’s strong hands.

“If you aren’t gonna lose then why haven’t you started yet?” You whined, pulling against the cloth restraints.

“Slow and steady wins the race.” He said against your skin that was already completely marked with love bites and dark hickies. He groaned at the sight of your marked up body before he pulled away to take his shirt off. You went to touch him but again, you were stopped by the restraints.

“You’re so needy for me aren’t you?” Kendo asked as his hand fell in between your legs and pressed into your core. You moaned out softly just at the size of his one finger. He pumped his finger in and out of you before he attached his mouth to your swollen clit.

“Mh-fuck. Kendo” you moaned out as you arched your back softly. This only fueled him to push a second finger inside you before he pulled them out and licked up your juices.

“You’re so wet for me. You wanted me to get like this didn’t you?” He asked as he flipped you onto your chest. He kissed down your back as he kneaded your ass before giving it a tough slap.

“Yes. Only for you Rappa Sir.” Your nodded your head as tears slightly welled in your eyes due to Rappa’s strength. He gave you about three more spanks before he pulled you up to where you were on your knees with your upper body arched down into the mattress.

“Your ass looks so good in my hands” he said as he stuck his finger back into your core, curling it upwards which made your body jolt. Rappa hit that sensitive spot of yours to the point you were almost came undone.

“Kendo I’m gonna cum!” You moaned out loudly only for him to quickly remove his finger.

“Not yet my little slut. Not until I get a good taste.” Rappa said as his mouth immediately attached itself to your dripping core. Slurping up all your juices before his tongue dipped in and out your core. Due to his actions before, you were just tittering on the edge of your orgasm and Kendo knew that.

“Ken-...Kendo please!” You begged as you gripped the sheets with your bounded hands.

“Cum on my face you naughty girl” he said with another slap to your ass. You finally fell over the edge, allowing your climax to crash down hard, sending your body to shake as he still continued to lick up all your liquids. Your body collapsed onto the bed to where you lay flat.

“Already tired from round one?” He asked as he picked up your hips up to the position you were in before. You shook your head before you turned around just enough to see Rappa pulling down his pants and boxers, stroking himself softly before he lined himself up with you.

“Rappa please-fuck” you were cut off by your own moan once he pushed himself inside you.

“You’re always so tight for me. You take my cock so well, just like the little slut you are huh?” He asked as he bottomed out in you, filling you to the brim.

“Yes yes yes! I’m such a whore for you Rappa!” You moaned out, slightly drooling as your mouth stayed opened. You were slightly dizzy once you felt Kendo’s chest to your back due to getting up so fast when he pulled you up by your hair. You also whinced at the fact your headboard broke from being yanked up due to the restraints.

“What a mess... I’ve only made you cum once and your a drooling mess just like the slut you are and you had the audacity to try and tell me I had no stamina? How pathetic!” Kendo spoke in your ear before pushing your face back down into the mattress before he started slamming into you. You wanted to scream out but your voice hitched that you just kept your mouth open, allowing more drool to pool out.

“Can’t even moan right can you?!” He huffed as he drilled into your core. The sound of Kendo’s pants, your moans, skin slapping, and the smell of the room only added to each of your arousal. Kendo’s grip on your hips were sure to leave marks but you couldn’t care because honestly you couldn’t even think.

“Ken-....Mhpm! Rapp-..Rappa. Shit!” You spilled out, trying to grasp onto any form of speech. You were already close to your second orgasm but you knew Kendo wasn’t even close to his first. This man had some will power because you knew just how rough he could be. You clenched around him as your climax was almost at its peak.

“Cum on my cock all you want. We aren’t done until I say we are!” He said as he reached his hand under you and circled his thumb on your swollen clit, making you feel the familiar euphoric bliss of another orgasm. You moaned out loudly as your grabbed the broken headboard for some support. While you felt completely wrecked, you wanted more of him. You wanted to feel him cum inside your guts.

“Look at you. You could just say one word and this would all stop but you want this y/n. You want me because you’re a fucking slut!” Kendo growled as he placed one hand on the back of your head, pushing you further into the mattress as he railed into you. Even while he fucked you relentlessly, he placed gentle kisses on the back of your neck and spine. With all the things he said, you were back to square one where your climax was building again but much quicker than the previous two times.

“Rappa-...you know wh-what happens.” You panted out, struggling to speak since your head was pushed into the mattress. “When you do this-....” you moaned out.

“Ye-fuck. Yes I know y/n. You squirt all over my dick you cockwhore.” He groaned out into your ear. He let go of the back of your head before he grabbed your throat and pulled you flush against his chest so that you were upright. His other hand groped one of your breast as he continued his bruital pace. You were then met by the soft mattress again that was now cold and wet due to your saliva. You knew he was close due to the twitch of his thick cock inside you and you were just as close as him.

“Fuck y/n!” He moaned as his thrust became sloppier and they were out of rythme. You were so close to your third orgasm and you couldn’t help but become limp from the overstimulation but Kendo’s strong arms held you up as he railed into you.

“I’m gonna—...” you just barley got out as you moaned loudly.

“Do it! Cum all over my cock again!” Kendo’s groaned out but before you could, you felt his hips sputter and his hot cum filling you up, making you cum but with the extra sensation of you squirting onto his dick. The two of you were moaning loudly, his chest was pressed against your back as he bent over you. He pulled out slowly, watching as a mixture of liquids pooled down your legs and onto the bed. The two of you stayed in this position for a little bit before he stood back up, making you whine at the loss of heat he provided.

He walked to your bathroom and started to run a bath for you and turn on the separate shower for him. He came back in and picked you up, noticing how sleepy you were. He placed you in the bath before he quickly went take a shower. He threw on some boxers before he walked over to you and saw your droopy eyes which made him chuckle. Kendo started to wash your sinful body as he ran his hand through your mess of hair.

“I liked that Kendo.” You just barley mumbled out making him kiss your forehead.

“I did too. Now save your energy baby, you don’t have much stamina left.” He teased, making you smile softly as you splashed some water at him with a lazy hand. The night ended with you two cuddling on the couch being both of you were too tired to take of the bed yet.

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lovestruckay · 5 years ago

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Bad Hobbies

A/N: I made a joke about how Ochako was Kakuzu kin on my Instagram and someone commented how they wanted to read a fanfic of Ochako and Kakuzu bonding over money. I immediately accepted this challenge and now we can all enjoy the garbage fruits of my labor. I can’t believe this is technically my first MHA fanfic, lmao, amazing.

Ochako was a hero. Not to put too fine a point on it either but she was an excellent hero.

With a zero percent casualty rate when she arrived on the scene and with over a thousand missions under her utility belt, she - and the rest of the world - was well aware of her talents. She had long since accomplished her goal, having set up her parents for life in a mansion of a home in Kanazawa and having built a savings account for their retirement which already boasted over five hundred million yen. With her goals accomplished and with a sudden surplus of her own hard earned riches, Ochako had found an interesting hobby to spend her time and money on: gambling.

A hobby that she found herself astoundingly talented at and a hobby that she was careful to keep out of the media’s eye. The last thing she wanted to deal with was the field day the news would have after finding out that the number three hero in Japan giddily broke the law on a weekly basis.

Every weekend, worn down from the constant barrage of missions where her and her once-classmates-now-comrades would protect the city and its people, Ochako would make time to visit her favorite gambling den. Slipping a comfortable yet concealing hoodie over her shoulders and a thick padded envelope of ten thousand yen notes into her front pocket, she snuck out of her own apartment complex.

The trek through the city, one spent dipping between alleyways and cross streets, was one that was traveled much differently than when she was on her patrols. Avoiding the eyes of drunken passersby who might recognize their beloved hero if they stared long enough, she skirted through the crowds like a ghost before finding herself excitedly strutting down a familiar back alley. Stopping in front of a nondescript metal door, she knocked on it nine times.

A slat opened up, revealing a set of orange eyes that stared down at her wordlessly in waiting.

“Bijuu,” she hummed happily to the doorman, the slat closing before the door silently slid open.

“Welcome back,” the giant of a man greeted simply, the smell of cigarette smoke and the sound of jazz emerging from within.

“Good to be back,” she answered, stepping inside and making her way down a short hallway, the door shutting behind her. Tucking her hands into her pocket, she headed down a set of stairs that descended into a dimly lit room made all the more disorienting by the wisps of smoke which hung in the air.

Ochako was grateful when no one bothered to raise their heads, keeping their attention on their games instead as they threw down hundreds of thousands of yen in single sittings. Nearly skipping up to a counter at the edge of the room, she withdrew the envelope from her pocket and set it in front of the teller.

“The usual, please,” she requested politely, the familiar red haired woman giving her a single smirk before exchanging her stack of yen for a stack of multicolored chips.

‘What today, what today?’ she wondered as her gaze drifted across the room before settling onto a game of Hanafuda in a quiet corner of the gambling den, only three people sitting at the table surrounding the dealer. Two of the patrons she recognized immediately, having taken all of their money a handful of times, but the final man she had never met.

As if she would recognize him anyways with his hair and face covered like that.

Deciding to test her luck against the stranger, she made her way across the room to the table. As she approached, one of the patrons threw down his cards with a cuss before nearly toppling his chair as he stood. Brushing passed her with a grumbled warning that her luck might not be good enough for this asshole, Ochako settled herself in the abandoned seat.

Stacking her chips on the table, she glanced over at the masked stranger, finding his attention focused on the dealer. She noticed that the man’s eyes were very similar to Mina’s - the sclera completely black although his irises were green instead of yellow. Any other defining features, however, were concealed behind a mask so similar to the ones Shoji wore even in their adulthood.

Respecting his privacy, she focused her attention onto the game, an unbidden smile spreading across her lips in her excitement as she was given her hand. An excitement that did not abate even as she sat at that table for over a dozen rounds, watching as chips flitted across the table as readily as the cards. It was easy to get lost in the thrill of the game, her attention so focused on the beautifully decorated cards that she hardly noticed the third player abandon the game. Even with the sting of loss sharpening her senses, nothing could beat the rush she felt with each winning hand.

And nothing could beat the feeling of how her heart sang in her chest when she sat at the end of the game with all of the chips on the table neatly piled in her corner.

“Do you want to keep going?” Ochako asked, trying to hold back the excitement in her voice as she addressed the stranger for the first time in the past few hours.

“So you can add more to your small fortune? I’ll be cutting my losses here,” the man returned, aggravation and something else in his tone.

“Ah, that’s a shame,” she answered before realizing how cocky she sounded, reminding her of Bakugo, and quickly tacking on, “Good game though!”

“What’s your name, girl? I’ve never seen you around,” he asked, a dull curiosity in his tone as he appraised her.

“I go by Mochi,” Ochako answered, giving the nickname she had given herself for when she was gambling.

“Mochi, huh?” he repeated, his tone insinuating he saw right through her, “You appear to be a woman who knows the true value of money.”

Ochako reached down to toy with one of the chips piled in front of her before responding thoughtfully, “Well, who wouldn’t? Money decides how you get to live your life. Where you live, how you dress, what food you eat if any, every aspect of how you live your life. It’s the deciding factor on whether or not you get to live a good life.”

“Spoken like someone who knows how it feels to be without,” he commented, an edge of casual cruelty in his voice.

“Sometimes being without is the biggest inspiration you need to do anything you can to keep yourself and the people you care about out of that position,” she returned seriously, her voice sharper than before as she returned the chip to its tower.

“Just what I wanted to hear. Would you happen to be interested in a job, Mochi? It would pay much better than your day job.”

Ochako’s eyes widened in surprise before narrowing, “What do you know about my day job?”

“I know more than enough. If you worked for me, you’d have all the money you could ever need. You’ll be so rich you could dump those winnings of yours down a storm drain and laugh at how insignificant a dent in made for you,” he explained before tacking on in an almost amused tone, “Although I believe you wouldn’t. I get the feeling we’re alike in that way.”

“I’m not looking for work. I’m happy with my day job, thank you,” she bit out, unsure of what kind of mysterious work this equally mysterious gentleman was offering.

Ochako wasn’t an idiot. She knew the kind of people that frequented these dives. She knew that she was sometimes shoulder to shoulder with the villains she would be putting in jail the very next day. While they all respected each others privacy and remained anonymous to each other here, she knew better than to think they were innocent outside of these smokey rooms.

She wasn’t interested in whatever work he had to offer.

“Very well,” the man answered in a disinterested tone as he rose to his feet. When he reached into his pocket, she tensed, although he only removed a business card which glinted red in the dim lighting, “In case you change your mind.”

“Yeah sure, thanks,” Ochako answered, taking the card and shoving it into the pocket of her hoodie to be immediately forgotten. Turning away, she busied herself with gathering her chips and, when she stood to exchange them for cash, the man was already gone.

After collecting her winnings, all neatly packaged in a much thicker envelope than she had arrived with, she exited the smokey building and entered into the crisp night air. With a glance at her phone, she saw it was already nearing three in the morning. Quick and silent on her feet, she retraced her steps back home, avoiding the inebriated eyes of anyone who lingered on the streets.

Flipping on the lights in her apartment as she kicked off her shoes at the door, Ochako yawned widely. Stepping into her kitchen on tired feet, she pulled back her hood before tugging her winnings out of the pocket of her hoodie. As she pulled out the envelope, a black and red business card came fluttering out before landing on the floor face down.

Sighing as she remembered the strange gentleman from the dive, she picked up the card, briefly scanning over the content. Her eyes widened, her jaw dropping as she stared down at the painfully familiar red cloud design. An alarmingly familiar name was printed alongside a single phone number: Kakuzu.

The name of one of the most infamous villains involved with the most notorious criminal organization since the League of Villains: the Akatsuki.

Flopping down onto one of her kitchen chairs, she gazed down at the thick envelope on the table, her winnings suddenly feeling more like a mistake than a victory. She knew that she had inadvertently met a number of villains during her trips to the various gambling dens around the city but the fact that she had not only stumbled across Kakuzu but that he had offered her a job?

Ochako quickly tore apart the business card before tossing the shreds onto the table.

She really needed to find a different hobby…

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