#Yagi Toshinori X reader

[actuallysaiyan]

Best Friends(Alpha!Toshinori Yagi x Omega!Fem!Reader)

warnings: smut, some a/b/o dynamics, sort of in the werewolf territory too, unprotected sex, knotting, begging, d/s dynamics, semi-public sex, lewd themes, nipple play word count: 2.1k pairings: Alpha!Toshinori Yagi x Omega!Fem!Reader summary: you've been Toshi's best friend ever since you became a teacher at UA. he's an older Alpha who never got the chance to breed and you're a younger Omega who should have a litter of pups of your own. when he finds you one day in the teacher's lounge after hours just begging for a knot, what else is he supposed to do? he can't just let you find someone else out there. a/n: thank you to @sareenthedreamer for keeping me inspired and for reading this before it came out. special thanks to the ever lovely @cherryblossombankai for also giving it a beta read! You both rock my world! dividers by @adornedwithlight

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You and Toshinori have been friends ever since you joined the teaching crew at UA. He’s a good man and he makes you laugh a lot. You know you need to keep the relationship as professional as possible, but it’s clear to anyone else there that you two are close.

He regales you with stories from when he was the number one hero. You listen to him all the time, and slowly you begin to realize that you’ve got strong feelings for him. You keep those tucked away, deep down inside. The thought of ruining your friendship with Toshinori breaks your heart. He deserves to have a happy friendship with someone. 

The other tipping point could be the fact that you and Toshinori are on two opposite wavelengths. Him, a breeding Alpha now past his prime, and you, the younger Omega who’s ready to have a litter of pups. Despite the clear differences, you and Toshi are so drawn to one another. So a strong bond has been formed between the two of you.

Your days are spent hanging out with him between classes. You even assist him with training young Midoriya. And you certainly are a fan favorite when it comes to class 1-A. They adore you and your knowledge on hero ethics and first aid. You have a soft but exciting approach to teaching which has all the students paying close attention to what you have to say.

Toshinori found himself wondering if maybe you two had met earlier in his life or even under different circumstances, would you have let him be your Alpha? Could you have had a different relationship than just two colleagues turned best friends? He wishes he could have maybe tried to start something with someone in his youth, but continuing to save the people was what he focused on the most.

And as the years went by, Toshinori continued to use suppressants to keep his rut at bay. It worked really well for a very long time, until he had his injury from the major fight with All For One. Then Toshi had to be on some stronger drugs to make sure it would make him not go wild when his rut hit him. Nowadays, he barely pays attention to it because he doesn’t have those types of urges now that he’s older. When he thinks about it, it’s been a few years since he’s felt that familiar tug inside. It’s been a long while since he’s even had the need to breed.

Which brings him to today. It had been a good day at work, though for a week now, you’ve been acting a bit more strange. You rush from class to class, worrying Toshinori a little. You seem even more hostile and on edge, which makes him wonder if he’s upset you in any way. You even looked sick, which was very concerning.

Yet he respected you and gave you space when you asked for it. Though Toshi worries regardless. He’s about to leave UA when he remembers that he’s left some papers in the teacher’s lounge. He makes his way over, thinking about you and how you looked today. Wild eyes and feverish appearance. Maybe you were sick, and you didn’t want to admit it. You could be proud at times, and you weren’t known to always ask for help.

He stops when he hears something from inside the lounge. It’s almost a sort of whimpering and whining noise. He opens the door and peers inside, noticing someone laying on the sofa in the back. He closes the door behind him and this startles you.

You look at him, your eyes wild and darting around to see if anyone else is here. Toshinori is in shock at your state. You have your blouse unbuttoned and your skirt hiked up. He’s never ever seen you quite like this and he is cursing himself for the fact that his cock is twitching to life. You’re his best friend, he shouldn’t be viewing you like this. Not to mention, you’re younger than him too. 

“Toshi,” you whine. You don’t even make an attempt to cover yourself.

Quickly, he’s by your side. The hand on your forehead makes you whimper and buck up. He is starting to understand what’s going on, but he’s trying to play it off as you’re just ill. You’re under the weather.

“P-please,” you say as you lick your lips. “Please help.”

He swallows hard and tries to regain his resolve. He’s going to play this one very safely. There’s no reason for him to jump on top of you and fuck your brains out. No, you’re under the weather and you need his help. That’s all this is. Nothing more.

“How can I help?” He asks, his tone a bit more husky than he would have liked.

“I-I’m…fuck…” you whine and try to get your thoughts collected. “I’m in heat.”

The confession hits him hard. His cock is already so hard in his pants. If you could see it, you’d know immediately his thoughts on this. He’s wondering if he is letting out any pheromones, because the ones you’re giving off are strong and hitting him so hard. He never thought he could still feel this way at his age.

“In heat?” He asks, almost trying to make sure he heard you correctly.

You nod eagerly. “In heat, Toshi. I need…I need a knot.”

He swallows hard again. This isn’t happening. No fucking way this is actually happening right now. He takes a step back, considering his options now. But you reach out for him and you mewl his name. It’s almost what makes him snap, but he’s very strong willed.

“A knot?” He inquires, trying to play stupid.

“Yes. Please, can you…can you knot inside me?”

Oh shit. You really just said that. Toshinori stares at you, a little shocked that you were so brazenly asking him to breed you. Of course he’d be the one to find you in this state. Of course, of course, of course…

“Please, Toshinori. Please please please, please please please.”

Your begging was doing something to him. His cock hasn’t felt this hard in so long. It’s just throbbing in his pants, straining against his underwear. It’s starting to leak too, which makes him huff in annoyance. Of all the people…

“I can’t. I could hurt you and we’re best friends and I think…” He runs his fingers through his hair. “Can’t disrespect you like this. You mean so much to me.”

Your pupils are blown wide when you look at him. “But I need a knot. I need it so badly. I’ll have to go out there, find some other Alpha…”

This is what makes him snap. He snarls at your words. The thought of you being with another Alpha pisses him off. They wouldn’t even know how to make you feel good. Without warning, he leans in and kisses you roughly. This makes you moan and wrap your arms around him, pulling him on top of you.

He’s heavy despite not being in his muscular form. It feels so good to have him on top of you, it makes you dribble out even more slick. Toshinori nuzzles his face in the crook of your neck, licking at your scent glands. You smell amazing like this, and with you still begging for his knot, it makes him so fucking excited.

“Are you sure about this?” He asks, looking deeply into your eyes.

“I don’t want anybody else. I want you. I need you.”

This makes him smirk. He continues to kiss and nip at your neck, especially at your scent gland. Then he tugs off your unbuttoned blouse. With your tits exposed like this, he’s finding it hard to tell himself why he didn’t want to do this in the first place.

He cups your breasts in his large hands when he takes off your bra. You look adorable like this. All you needed was a big, strong Alpha to take care of your needs. And Toshi knows you probably accidentally forgot to take some suppressants. Or maybe, you did this on purpose.

“Tell me again,” he whispers hotly in your ear. “Tell me what you need, sweet little Omega.”

Your eyes roll back and you buck up. You need him so badly and he’s choosing to tease you. As he waits for your response, his thumbs roll over your nipples over and over and over. You’re giving off so many pheromones now, the room must smell only of you.

“I need a knot. I need your knot.”

He doesn’t need to hear more. He continues to tug and tweak your nipples as he kisses you fiercely. His need to breed was growing deep inside of him. He helps you slip off your skirt and then he’s working on taking off your tights and panties. While he does this, your hands struggle with his belt.

“Awh,” Toshi coos softly. “Do you need my help, sweetheart?”

You begged for him to undress. You needed him and the more you waited, the more agonizing this was for you. He gets up off the couch and begins to undress. He slowly folds every article of clothing and places it on his desk nearby. Then he climbs back on the couch.

The minute his cock slips between your folds, you practically howl in pleasure. You whimper and whine, begging him again and again to just knot in you. Please, won’t you just knot in me?

“Patience, little Omega. I’ve got you.” He reassures you as he spreads his legs.

The smell coming from your little pussy was intoxicating. It was heady and strong, mixing in with the pheromones you’ve been letting off for a while now. He prods your cute little hole, watching the slick drip from you. It’s so cute to see you this needy. Then he slips inside, slowly bottoming out until you moan out his name.

“Shhhh…” he says before kissing you. “Someone could be around. You need to try and be a little more quiet, honey.”

It’s hard for you to stay quiet when he’s finally stuffing you full. It feels like heaven to have an Alpha inside of you during your heat. Not only is it an Alpha, but it’s the Alpha you’ve been in love with for so long. You reach for his hands, and he eagerly intertwines his fingers with yours. 

“Pretty little thing, you’re just squeezing my cock.” He whispers as he picks up his pace. “You really needed me, huh? Need my cock.”

You whine. “Needed you…need you to breed me.”

This causes him to growl loudly and he pushes your legs up to your chest. He’s pounding himself into you hard and fast now, making the couch under you squeak and groan from the violent thrusts. You can’t help but moan so loudly. You’re a mess for him.

“Beg me,” Toshinori doesn’t know where this confidence is coming from, but he loves it. “Beg me to breed you.”

Your walls clench around him as he asks this of you. You never knew him to be so demanding like this. It’s so sexy to see him getting into the role of a proper Alpha. You knew him well and you figured he probably didn’t think he still had it in him.

“Please,” you whimper. “Please breed me. Knot inside of me.”

He wants to tease you some more, but the sound of your desperate pleading is definitely getting to him. He’s growing weak to the sounds of your voice and your begging. It takes very little for him to start pushing his knot into you. As it begins to plug you, you feel your orgasm coming fast. You grab one of his hands and guide it to your clit. Toshinori needs no other explanation.

“That’s it. Cum on my knot. Come on now, pretty little one.”

His words drive you over the edge. Your walls are clenching and pulsing, already trying to milk him dry. Toshinori grunts at the warm, wet sensations of your silky walls. You’re creaming all over him as you thrust up to meet his movements. He’s grunting in your ear, praising you for doing so well.

Then you feel it. The knot swells and he’s tensing on top of you. A flood of his cum begins to fill you up. It’s warm and sticky and there’s just so much of it. Toshinori is moaning and grunting, praising you still for being the perfect, breedable Omega that you are. Slowly, he stills to a stop and keeps his knot deep inside of you.

“You…you really want pups with me?” He asks cautiously, knowing that it’s not guaranteed that you were bred.

You smile shyly and nod. “I’d be happy to have your litter.”

He settles on your breasts, catching his breath. It feels so good to hear that from you. Then Toshinori looks up at you and he smiles genuinely. You lean in to kiss him.

“I love you,” you both whisper at the same time.

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[cogentsummoner]

thinking abt toshi the morning after a one night stand and he just. he has no idea what to do. ESPECIALLY if he wakes up before you. whatever confidence he had last night is gone, and he's so fucking worried you're gonna wake up and regret it, regret him- but he can't just run. that'd be BEYOND rude.

besides, a tiny part of him thinks. what if you don't regret it?

so he stays in bed as you cuddle up to him in your sleep, heart hammering against his chest. god, he even took his shirt off- where the hell did that confidence come from? and can it please come back?

he stews in a noxious mix of anxiety and quiet hope until you finally wake up. your groggy expression is more than worth staying, and when you blink enough sleep from your eyes to take him in, and remember the night prior- you simply smile up at him and cuddle against him even more, resting your head on his chest.

that tight knot of fear unravels, and he wraps an arm around you.

[champion-prism]

No but all might with the prettiest most angelic little housewife

always has a delicious dinner on the table when he gets home from hero work

showers with him so she can wash his hair and massage his back

comes to bed in pretty soft light clothing and kisses him so chastely he almost feels bad for pulling her to straddle him by her hips

all might with a pretty housewife who lets him fuck his stress out on her

wraps her legs around his waist as best she can

all might with a pretty housewife who won't let him feel guilty about the bruises he leaves on her hips and thighs

he deserves this, really, a caring, soft, feminine angel that does all she can to take care of him

just all might with a perfect housewife

[21280]

warnings for age gap, no pronouns used. sfw. toshinori's insecurities are explored a bit.

there’s something about the older pro heroes having a controversially young partner that makes them feel young again.

when it comes to toshinori yagi, he feels like a 20 year old breezing through life. scratch that, you make him feel like a dumb teenager. he stumbles over his own feet, mixes up his words, and he constantly sweats at the thought of being around you. it feels like he’s suddenly trapped inside a romcom, where he’s head over heels over his new workmate.

the day you moved into the teacher dorms was the day you were introduced to him. the great all might. the symbol of peace, and also the hero whose posters are stuck decorating the walls of your childhood room.

when you began your work as a teacher at ua, he was the first to ask you out for lunch in his office. and who are you to deny, when the muscly, steaming hot man of your dreams is leaning against his office’s doorframe, the famous, million dollar smile plastered on his face. with a small bento box in hand.

a part of him feels like he has to care for you. it’s a small gesture, one he would’ve liked to have at his early twenties. he’s just doing what anyone would do, right? there’s obviously not a part of him that is intrigued by you. no, not one bit.

and to say you’re interested in uncovering what’s behind all might’s strong front is an understatement. in your eyes, it’s clear that he’s struggling, and you’re more than willing to become the one he can rely on. though, it takes time. your patience is about to be tested well beyond its limits. so, you start off slow.

yagi might think of himself as self centered, but there has to be something going on. that's what he thinks, at least.

you fix his tie when it’s slowly slipping, and straighten the collars of his shirts. you twirl the two beautiful blond strands of hair decorating his face, and always have your hand grazing his when walking with him around campus. his desk is next to yours in the teacher’s lounge, and you always offer him your post its and stickers for him to use when grading. he’s grown so comfortable, in fact, that he takes them without asking. there’s a comfortable silence, except when you’re softly humming whatever 80s song pops in your head. he thinks he’ll faint because you enjoy the same music he did back in the day.

you’re just being you. you’ve done the same with mic, and eraser too. he has to be too full of himself for even considering the fact that you feel something for him. which brings the question, does he feel something for you? if he doesn't, then why is he spending time analyzing his every interaction with you? your expressions, actions and reactions are on loop as he tries to figure out what he feels.

is it even okay? he’s well into his fifties, and you’re still a long way from there. his morality begins to chew at him, because you’re a young spirit, and he’s already seeing himself in a grave. it’s harsh, but yagi's mind goes to the extreme. he doesn’t want to take away your youth.

but hasn’t he been selfless his whole life? it should be time for him to think for himself. he’s come to recognize that you may be sending signals, because there’s something so adoring about the way you look at him—he’s certain there’s a spark. and it's then when he realizes he's fallen. very hard.

and there’s no way for him to be straightforward about it. would it be abuse of power if the all might went and confessed everything he felt towards his younger, new-in-the-field pro hero and coworker? would you be pressured into reciprocating because of who he is?

he’s assuring himself that if you were to be interested, you’d be interested for what he once was. he was the symbol for everything: peace, hope, sex—you name it, he's been it for decades. he's sure that you're chasing the idea of him, and not what he has become.

the best way to push someone away is to show what makes you ugly, right? the next thing you know, you're calling him by his surname because he asks you to, and when it's two in the morning and both of you can't sleep...

you see him outside the dorms. sitting down, lanky arms wrapped around his legs. you knew the teaching faculty was a bit secretive with him around you at first, and this was why. when he asks if you can't sleep and you nod, he looks at you with the most melancholic expression, daring to ask a single question.

he gestures to his torso. “you want a bedtime story, kid?”

toshinori yagi talks. he talks a lot. he’s telling you of the gruesome fight five years ago, of his declining health, and his fears for the future. he talks so much, in fact that he’s asking you if you can keep a secret, and talks about how his search for a successor had come to an end when he came to ua. it’s during this moment that you realize there’s more to your attraction to him than your brain let on.

and he realizes something too. he feels comfortable with you, and you remind him of home. but what’s home to toshinori yagi? he doesn’t have a clear answer, but he knows you resemble it. you’re easy to be around, and as he would come to find later on, you’re easy to love.

yet he pushes every happy thought away, his mind clouded with doubt. you scoot closer to him, and his hand unconsciously reaches for yours. as soon as he realizes it, though, he's pulling his hand away and muttering an apology. and you insist, because you don't mind if it's him who does it. and his mind wanders.

"i really like you, yagi."

he's been broken out of his trance. he stares at you in disbelief, "you like me?"

you nod. "are you sure? you probably like the old me, like everyone else. it's just in your head, kid—"

"god fucking damn it i'm in love with you, toshinori."

and to toshinori yagi, it's hard to believe. his mouth falls agape because there is no barrier left to protect him now. you've broken every wall with a single sentence. so you continue.

"i love the way your eyes crinkle when you smile, i love how your two hair strands frame your face, i love the way you're always looking out for others, and how you go into your muscly form to cheer people on. i love your patience, and how dedicated you are when you truly love something. more than a great hero, you're a great person. you need me to go on? because i—"

"do you pity me?"

"do i need to pity you? i'm being genuine, yagi. kinda sucks to get brushed off like that, y'know?"

he stops for a moment.

"...i like you too. like—a lot. it's just hard. to process, i mean."

you look at him enamored. toshinori finally takes the first step and intertwines his fingers with yours. and for the first time in the whole night, he smiles. so wide.

"let's do this step by step, yeah? now let's get some sleep, old man. we have a class to teach tomorrow."

[fatkish]

Could you write for: All Might, Hawks, Ryukyu, Sir Nighteye, Present Mic and Edgeshot with a reader who has a habit of stress-cooking

Basically them leaving for a mission and coming home a lot more later that they had plan and find their kitchen stuff with a bunch of different plates.

Pro Heroes x Reader Headcannons

Stress Cooking

Present Mic:

After he comes home he would definitely be surprised to see so much food if it was the first time he experienced your stress cooking. But don’t worry, Hizashi is a people person and would have just the solution to this problem

Mic: um… we having a party or somethin’

Reader: no… I kinda… got stressed

Mic: well damn… hold on, lemme invite some people and we’ll have a dinner party. I’ll invite Sho and Nem, they love your cooking

All Might:

It highly depends on when it happens. If you’re with Pre- injury might, then he’d probably laugh it off and happily eat whatever you made. If it post-injury might and he now has difficulty eating then he’d probably be secretly upset that he cannot eat as much of your cooking as he used to

All Might: I’m home,… something smells good, *walks into the kitchen to see all kinds of food* um… what happened? Did you start a catering business?

Reader: I got stressed so I cooked

All Might: well there’s no way we can eat all of this ourselves so how about we box it up and take it to the UA faculty dorms and share it with everyone

Hawks:

Would definitely make a joke of it but would definitely eat all of it or bring it to his agency to feed his sidekicks and other people

Hawks: *walks into the kitchen* I really hope there’s some fried chicken

Reader: I’ll fry you, you chicken

Hawks: sheesh, it’s just a joke *takes out a plate and begins to pile stuff on it while eating an eggroll you made* yer a rerry gerd cerk” (you’re a really good cook)

Reader: don’t talk while eating

Ryukyu:

Was definitely a little startled to see so much food but would just go with it.

Ryukyu: that’s a lot of food darling, is there a special occasion or something?

Reader: nope! I got stressed

Ryukyu: okay, well why don’t we package this all up and save some for us and bring the rest to the agency

Sir Nighteye:

The guy isn’t surprised at all. He probably had an idea about this happening and decided to take action about it

Mirio: thanks for inviting Midoriya and I over for dinner but are you sure your s/o is going to be okay with this?

Nighteye: you’ll see

*the three of them enter the house to see a bunch of different foods on the kitchen table*

Reader: oh, hi Mirai, what’s up

Midoriya: wow, um… t-thank you so much for having us over *ridid bowing ensues

Mirio: wow, everything looks so good, I don’t know where to start. Thanks (y/n)

Reader: (0-0) *makes that kind of face* you’re welcome?

Edgeshot:

Also a guy who just goes with the flow and isn’t too surprised but is still somewhat surprised. Would probably freeze the extra food since he’s such a secretive person

Edgeshot: is there a reason you made so much food?

Reader: I kinda got stressed?

Edgeshot: looks like we’ll be having leftovers for quite some time

[pseudowho]

Yagi Toshinori/All Might x Reader

Fluff, suggestive

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All Might was strong, and soft. You knew this before you started dating (which was an operation performed strictly in secret, so wildly publicised would it be, to be seen on his arm in public).

Candlelit dinners in Musutafu's finest, instead became quiet nights in, with faithful security guards ushering you to the Might Tower penthouse where Toshinori waited, fizzing with excitement.

Instead, Toshinori took delight in stealing your blushes through deliberately poorly-timed whispered compliments. His array of vintage pet names would sound corny, were he any less sincere. It hadn't taken Toshinori long to cotton on to the glee to be found in a secret love affair.

And it hadn't taken long for you to retaliate; which was how you found out how soft the powerful All Might really was.

"I set you free for the rest of the afternoon, young ones! Spend your study time wisely! Strive to be the best you, that you can be!" Toshinori boomed over the heads of the students, filing out before him.

He spun, turning and bending down to you with that familiar trademark grin...only, heartfelt and wicked now, instead of fixed. His voice lowered barely enough to escape the students' notice.

"Of course," he intoned, his breath grazing your ear, setting a shiver down your spine, "my honeybee is already the best she that she could be."

You slapped a handful of books down on the desk, a frisson of electric sending you erect as you turned to him with a warning look in your eye. The warning look quickly died, at his boyish smile and natural warmth, unable to fight a man that you knew absolutely meant it.

Later, you approached him in the busy corridor, schooling your expression to that of polite disinterest in greeting a passing colleague.

"Yagi-san--"

Toshinori jostled you, sending papers tumbling to the floor, and apologising profusely in a dramatic hush, bending with you to collect the scattered reports from the floor.

"I apologise-- I really am sorry-- gosh, what a mess!" As people channelled around you, Toshinori's fingers plaited briefly with yours, his voice lowering again. "Not that messy is something my pookie identifies with, though. Not yet."

You dropped the rest of your papers, stuttering as Toshinori scooped them up with a flourish, standing with you and bundling them back into your arms. You stumbled, blushing as he clapped an enormous hand onto your shoulder with a laugh, and a thunderous farewell, leaving you stranded and skittish in the corridor.

In the lunch queue, you felt a shadow darken your tray, and turned, looking up. This time, Toshinori barely even bothered to alter his tone, instead hiding behind the student and faculty's food-related distraction. He plucked a tiny steaming basket from the self-service window, dropping it onto your tray with a muted thmp.

"Dumplings...for my dumpling."

You snapped, grabbing his usual cold brew from the fridge, and popping it onto his tray, smiling sweetly up at him.

"I'm lucky to have such a cute guy choosing lunch with me."

A blush burned over Toshinori's cheeks like you had slapped it on him. You felt a roar of success as, when you were called forwards, you saw Toshinori fumble his tray with enormous hands, his coffee splatting to the floor to his stuttered apologies. You left with a flick of the skirt and a smirk on your lips.

Between lessons, in the stream of shouting students, you felt yourself scooped in one great palm and effortlessly shepherded aside, hearing Toshinori's gravelly tones announce your departure; "My dear, could I borrow a moment of your time to discuss a lesson plan?"

You loaded a bullet as Toshinori pulled you round the corner, sniping him before he could take his shot.

"Darling, I must say--"

"What's such a handsome bear needing with me, in a narrow little corridor?"

Toshinori gasped, a single broad palm pressed to his chest, staggered by the force of his b-dmp. His blush rose from the collar up. He reached one trembling hand out to you as you walked away, leaving him stunned in your wake.

As the day wound to a close, you entered the staffroom, to find Toshinori and Aizawa stood, talking at the window. Toshinori grinned, faltering just so as you approached him with a honeydew smile.

You looped your hand through the crook of his elbow as if you were in black and white, pecked his cheek in a chaste little kiss, and fired off the killshot.

"I've missed you," you chirped, "Hubby."

A strangled choke left Toshinori's throat, and he almost buckled, gripping the window frame hard enough to make it crack with another hand clutching his heart.

Aizawa shot you a look of despair as you walked away, looking between you and Toshinori, who had yet to regain his usual colour. Aizawa called after you as you left, sniggering.

"You can't just do that to him. Hey! Come back! You can't do that to an old man--"

"Aizawa-kun, please--"

You called back over your shoulder. "He had it coming, Shouta. Turns out he can dish it out, but he can't take it!"

[lavenderovercast]

HUNKING HERO collab with @honeyandberryjuice

summary: you & toshinori get freaky in your office! relationships: yagi toshinori x female!reader warnings: 18+ content under the cut, !! MINORS DNI !! note: me & @honeyandberryjuice decided to work on our own custom kinktober list for this year, so here's a written collab between the two of us! enjoy it you filthy animals <33 tags: blow jobs, (light) praise kink, size kink, office sex, semi-public sex, dick transformation (just gets bigger cuz. u know. all might ), all might AND small might, two for the price of one!, porn w/ out plot, implied aftercare 🌺 prefer to read on ao3? check out the series! 🌺

“Oh my goodness,” Toshinori panted, his large hands gripping into the leather seat beneath him. The blonde man’s neck was perspired with sweat, his breath and skin hot. The groan that came from his throat was visceral, almost like he was in pain, though he couldn’t be further from it. “You’re… taking all of me so well.” The man managed to gasp out, muscles visibly straining in his arms. The sight drives you absolutely crazy.

 All you can reply with is a deep and satisfied hum, what with your mouth being otherwise busy. Toshinori’s cock was enveloped deeply in your throat, the warmth of it fulfilling your need for the man. The hum you’d given in response seems to send ripples through him, as you feel him jerk in your mouth. You can’t help but feel smug about it.

 You have one hand gripped around his sinewy thigh, and the other one reaches towards his groin to cup his balls. As you begin to massage them gently, a strangled cry erupts from Toshinori and a clammy hand slaps down onto where yours was on his thigh and squeezes. His words are a garbled mess, but you manage to make out, “Jeez, I’m gonna cum. Let’s…” The man pauses to take another gulp of air before continuing, “I wanna try something.”

 Curiousity positively piqued, you remove him from your mouth. Your jaw had begun to ache from taking the size of him anyway, and you’d never been able to say no to him. You quietly hum again as you move, slowly pushing yourself up and off of your knees, resting your hands on the top of the blonde’s thighs. Toshinori’s breath hitched at the contact, and the man finds it increasingly difficult to regain his composure. 

 His dilemma only worsens when you lean your head closer to his, a sweet smile on the same lips that were just wrapped around his aching dick. The man could just about faint when your lips brush against his cheek, warm and soft as they press onto his skin before you speak to him so warmly. “What do you have in mind, Toshi?” 

 Toshinori fights a groan, hands shifting back to the leather seat underneath him. With a squeeze, he furrowed his eyebrows before letting his palms rest on your hips. A surprised noise escapes his you as he lifts you with ease, gently maneuvering you so your sitting on the desk in front of the two of you now. Your hands move to rest on the tops of his own, causing Toshinori to dig his teeth into his lip as he peers up at you. 

 In his eyes, you’re beautiful— a true marvel of the world. Your hair falls around your face and shoulders in a perfect curve, and there’s the sweetest, most trusting smile on your face as you gaze down at him so lovingly. The blonde doesn’t understand how he got so lucky, but he’s grateful for it anyways as he moves to slot himself between your legs. 

 “What do… You think about trying something different?” Toshinori rumbles, ducking his head down to leave loving kisses across your susceptible skin. His teeth grazes your neck, making you sigh and lean into the man with an approving hum. 

 “Depends on your definition of different.” You tease, rubbing your thumbs soothingly against his skin. You’re already fucking the man in an office, so you’re certain that nothing he can propose will be too bold for you to try. 

 The kisses he had been peppering on your complexion began to travel down your body, and you let out a small giggle as his lips tickled your sensitive skin. Your hands instinctively reached up to grab at his dishevelled blonde hair, pulling gently, which caused a low groan to escape the man. You bite her lip at the sound, positively enthralled that you could cause such deliciousness to come from him without even doing much. It seemed to take everything in him to find the focus to reply, “It’ll be better if I just show you. Let me know if, at any point, you don’t like it, ‘kay?”

 The small nod from you was all he needed as he sits back down into the office chair while pulling you down with him. Your soft, warm, naked skin on his caused tingles to travel up his spine, his hands reaching around you to support your back as you settled comfortably on his lap. With ease, he lifts your body up to line himself up with you and slowly enter you, a rumbling groan and a breathy gasp escaping each of you respectfully. 

 He takes a moment to let you adjust, and you dig your nails into his shoulders, making him grit his teeth. Toshinori would describe himself as a gentle lover, but the things you did to him made him want to break furniture and throw you around like a ragdoll, but he was a gentleman and would control himself— Even if every passing second with you only made that challenge all the more difficult. “You okay?” He asked, voice soft.

 “Always,” You respond, though your voice sounds strained. You look at him through your eyelashes, already knowing where his thoughts were venturing. “Please don’t stop. I just forget how much of you there is every time.” There’s amusement in your tone, and your face is wonderfully flush with arousal.

 If Toshinori was a different man, he would’ve been completely self-satisfied about the reactions he got out of you. It was hard not to be, when you have your fingers dug into his shoulders as he slowly rocks his hips forward. A pleased sound leaves you as you tild your head forward to rest your forehead against his shoulder with a shaky exhale. Desperately, you want to be close to him. Desperately, you want more of him, all of him. 

 Instead of taking further pride in himself for having such an independent woman damn near weak in the knees for him, Toshinori rests his lips gently against the top of your head. The smell of your shampoo invades his senses as he pushes forward. He’s slow and careful for you, attentive as always as he allows you to adjust to his length. 

 Another pleased sound erupts from you, this time in the form of a breathy sigh as his hips become flush against your own. A soft pant leaves you, and you left your head up to capture Toshinori’s lips in a kiss. His fingers press gently against your hips as he begins to move against you. The pleased, muffled sounds that leave his lover as he moves make him groan quietly, his own need increasingly growing. 

 The hands on your hips grips you harder, and he lifted you again to slide you up the length of him before pulling you roughly back down to take him fully. A surprised moan burst from you, telling him that you enjoyed the act very much, so he did it again. And again. Over and over, he lifted you up and down, before hitching his hands under your thighs to keep you in place and pounding up into you until your eyes began to roll back in your head. 

 You were lucky nobody was in the building anymore, or it would’ve been very obvious what you were doing, closed blinds or not. 

 A strained groan came from him as he felt the familiar sensation of release building up in him, and he knew now would be the time to enact what he slyly hinted at earlier. As your cries turned ecstatic, and your pulling of his hair felt like you were going to rip it from his scalp in a heavenly wave of pain and pleasure, he allowed another well-known electricity to assemble within him. The remnants of One For All pumped through his veins, filling his muscles and bulking his frame like it had again and again over the years.

 He didn’t think he would ever get sick of the feeling, and it didn’t matter that it only lasted for a few seconds now. Toshinori always felt so powerful when the quirk gave him new form.

 As his body doubled, tripled in size, your already smaller frame seemed to shrink on top of him. His large arms and legs seemed impossibly big next to you, and it was with your very sudden, sharp intake of breath that he knew you felt him bulk elsewhere too. “Oh my G— Fuck!”  Your voice squeaked as his cock stretched you out, and you felt more of him than you ever had before.

 He’s about to ask you if you’re okay again, to know if this was way too much or painful at all, but he’s silenced by you clamping your hand harshly over his mouth as you begin to bounce on top of him. Your moans are so tinged with desperation now that he can’t concentrate on anything else, and his even larger hands cup you tightly on the ass as he watches you taking every wide inch of him.

 “Toshi— Fuck, All Might!” His hero name being called from your pretty mouth undoes him. He didn’t think he was vain enough that something like that would turn him on so much, but the surprise doesn’t affect much as he realises his climax is imminent.

 He throws his head back and moans loudly as he empties himself inside of you, the cum overfilling you and dripping down the inside of your legs onto the top of his thighs. The man pants as he takes a moment to recover, his hands falling limp against you, who in turn practically drops onto him. Toshinori can feel your chest pressed against his own, your head buried into the crook of his neck. 

 The blonde can feel his body returning to his regular form, but he doesn’t pay it much mind as he lifts a shaky hand that he runs through your hair soothingly. He’s quiet for a moment before tilting his head back to you, lips pressing against the top of your head like they had earlier before. He can hear a breathy chuckle come from your mouth, and you peer up at him with affection written all over your features. 

 “Are… You alright? Was that…” He’s not able to finish his sentence as you lift a hand and gently nudge his shoulder, your eyes narrowed playfully on his face. He can feel his features warm as you hum. 

 “That was perfect, Toshi,” You murmur, nuzzling your head into the man’s chest with a contented little smile on your face. Toshinori can’t help but smile too, moving his hands to rest them on your arms, rubbing soothing patterns into the exposed skin. “...Should clean up, though. My office is going to smell terrible.” 

 “Mmm,” The blonde grunts in agreement, nodding a little. “Just let me hold you a little longer.”

[nixwriteschaos]

Yo! I was wondering if you could do some headcannons for Hawks, Aizawa, and All Might with a Pro Hero husband reader? I think it would be really cool if reader had a quirk that gave him the abilities of a skinwalker. He could be able to shapeshifter into his beast form, mimic voices he hears, regeneration, etc. Maybe he could be really tall (around 7ft) even when he isn’t using his quirk, and he looks creepy but is really sweet? I think it would be cool to see the medias reaction too. Sorry for the length. Thank you!!!

Shapeshifter!

Keigo Takami; Shouta Aizawa, Toshinori Yagi x ProHero!Husband!Reader Summary: A character is married to a scary looking hero who’s actually a sweetheart. How does the media react? How did they meet?

★☽A/N: It’s been a while since I wrote headcannons! I really hope I improved! Oh! I had my birthday a couple days ago! September 4, hehe! So I consider this a bit of a gift to you guys for my birthday!

Contents: FLUFF – Headcannons Quirk: Skinwalker The user can alter their physical appearance to mimic any living creature, including humans and animals. This ability allows them to change their voice, size, and even mimic specific characteristics, such as muscle structure or hair. The transformation can be partial or full, depending on the user’s control. However, maintaining a transformation for extended periods drains energy, and extreme changes may lead to temporary exhaustion or loss of control.

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Keigo Takami (Keigo)

The number 2 hero probably met Y/N when he just started his agency at 18 years old. He was on patrol when he saw a thief stealing an old lady’s purse. As the fastest, he immediately got to action, chasing the thief with lightning speed. Just before he could reach the purse, a cheetah suddenly ran into him, blocking his path and swiftly grabbing the thief by the collar with shark canine teeth.

The moment the cheetah ensured that it had disabled the thief, it suddenly changed into a tall male. He was towering over everyone who walked past, staring at him with a scared glare. Keigo figured he was perhaps 7ft (213cm) tall which practically towered the hero. He looked up at the figure, watching as he looked around for the owner of the purse.

He had to admit.

The male was tall and menacing. He had piercings around his ear, colors similar to his outfit. Takami figured he was a pro hero like himself. ‘But how did I not know him?’ he wondered. ‘Maybe an underground hero?’ he thought. Keigo just shrugged it off and walked over to him.

“Hey, big fela!” A shiver went down the hero’s spine when he saw the tall H/C haired man turn to look at him, eyes piercing through his soul. “J..Just wondering if you want me to give the purse back to its owner? I’m sure she’ll be very happy to get it back!” he managed to utter with a slight stutter.

The H/C haired tilted his head in confusion, but then his eyes widened in realization. “Oh- right!” The blonde couldn’t stop the chuckle from coming out of his throat. ‘I didn’t expect him to be so awkward!’ And he had to admit, he judged the hero too soon. His menacing looks were the total opposite to his sweet personality.

“Name’s Hawks. You?” he asked, receiving the purse from the tall hero. “Chimera.” He smiled. Hawks’s heart almost exploded!! His smile was so gentle and soft, a total contrast to his terrifying aura and looks! “So… What’s your Quirk? It’s hella unique!” Keigo commented. “Uhm… like a skinwalker..” Chimera mumbled. Takami was impressed. “A skinwalker? How cool!” he complimented.

“Thank you..” Chimera smiled.

And now they’ve been married for maybe two years? And Keigo is probably one of the happiest birds ever!

In his free time with Y/N, he would play a guessing game with him where Y/N had to transform into a person or an animal and Keigo had to guess who the person was or what animal it was! (He lost most of the time since he didn’t know much about animals… but he was excellent at recognizing people!”

The media would always talk about how scary the hero was, how he would turn into the scariest things just so he could fight. But Keigo? Total opposite! He is infatuated with how amazing Y/N’s Quirk is! Imagine being able to transform into a cerberus?!

Despite his terrifying and frightening aura and looks, he was such a sweet man! Whenever Keigo and Y/N went out together, he would scare almost everyone who laid eyes on him! The rest just glared at him with disgust, which Keigo hated.

One time, Keigo and Y/N had just got out of the 7-11 where he found himself staring at a hungry kitten. Y/N looked at him with an excited face. “Wait here!” he said before rushing back into the store. Keigo didn’t know what he was doing until he came out of the store with a small packet of cat food. His heart ached out of affection when he watched Y/N give the food to the young kitten. His soft gentle smile, a rare sight, brought joy and love to Keigo’s heart.

Shouta Aizawa (Eraserhead)

Both Y/N and Shouta probably met when they were in high school! But Y/N was in a different class which made them meet extremely late. During their 1st year, around their second semester, both class 1A and 1B were going to have their joint training. This is probably the first time he met Y/N, teaming up with him to go against another team.

Shouta looked over to his side, watching the boy who was much taller than he was. He was broad and frightening to look like. He honestly believed their team would immediately win just by having the H/C look at their opponents the way he was staring at Shouta–

‘Wait-’ He realized Y/N was looking right back at him. He instantly blushed and looked away, silently cursing himself for staring at the male. “Sorry…” he managed to mutter. He heard Y/N respond with a hum.

He turned back and found the tall male walking forward before jogging, and then sprinting. Before Shouta knew it, Y/N was sprinting and quickly turned into a peregrine falcon and flew off. Shouta noticed how he was flying so fast, as if he was flying 5km per minute which was impressive to the ravenhead.

And in a matter of minutes, their team had won!

Y/N had rendered the other team’s members unconscious and had won for his team. Shouta was speechless! Even Hizashi and Oboro who were watching from the viewer room were just as speechless as their best friend!

Shouta walked up to Y/N with an embarrassed look. Despite Y/N’s spine-chilling presence, he managed to utter a “thank you..” to Y/N. Y/N smiled at him, thanking him with a gentle voice. Shouta didn’t stop the shivers going down his spine. His gentle voice and smile was different from his looks and presence, a feeling of comfort from the H/C’s gentle voice.

And now they’re much older! Like… 12-13 years older.. And their love never faded! It even grew when they got married!

Shouta had just started the year with his new students, thankfully not expelling them like the last batch of students. He genuinely saw potential in all of them and Y/N noticed and did not regret teasing Shouta about it, much to his protests.

Y/N was seen as a creepy person by the news, for his towering height and his death glares. But Shouta knew it wasn’t true. Y/N was actually a big softie and sweetheart. He was a gentleman to all women, growing up with a mom who made sure he treated women with respect.

Like one time, they were out to eat and they saw a woman walking alone with a scared expression. Y/N, with no hesitation, walked over to the lady. She was about to scream for help because of how scary he looked, but she was calmed down by Y/N’s gentle and soft voice. He ended up guiding her to her car with no troubles.

Such a gentleman! No wonder Shouta is obsessed with his husband!

Toshinori Yagi (All Might)

The number one hero! A symbol of peace! Toshinori was proud of himself for finally making his dream come true after being Quirkless and being given One for All by his mentor. Not only that, but the blonde was happy he would’ve made his mentor, Nana, proud, bringing a soft smile to his face.

During one of his missions, he had to go to America and was partnered with one of the underground heroes named “Chimera” who would accompany him.

 He had to admit. Out of all the villains he had to face, including All for One— Chimera was the most terrifying. As a tall man himself, he wasn’t scared of him due to his height, for he was taller by 3 inches but his eyes… The way he practically stared into Yagi’s soul was already bone-chilling to him and made him even terrified by thinking what sort of Quirk the H/C could have.

He was impressed by Chimera’s quick thinking and fast agility, making things a breeze. And the way the hero switched between animals was impressive! And it was on the go as well! The blonde couldn’t help but appreciate the hero more.

After the mission, All Might went up to Chimera and gave him the brightest smile. “You’re really good with your Quirk!” he complimented. Chimera turned to him with a threatening stare, giving shivers down Toshinori’s spine. “Y-You’re really impressive..” The blonde managed to let out. “I-I’m All Might.” He extended his shaking hand towards the hero with a crooked and forced smile.

The blonde was surprised to see Chimera smile. He thought his smile would’ve been terrifying and bone-chilling– So he was shocked to see such a gentle smile. It was a small one, almost non-visible, but his smile was still there, gentle and soft. And in his voice, as gentle and as soft as his smile, he said, “Thank you” with his tender smile.

ALL MIGHT IS SMITTEN! By now, in his 20 year marriage with Chimera, he had gotten used to Y/N’s horrifying appearance and eventually loved how scary he looked, with his tall appearance and hostile stares.

The public, around 10 years into his marriage, was shocked to hear that the number one hero was married to such a creepy underground hero! And Toshinori did not care, he loved the way he was!

The public, until now, are still terrified of the hero, even after he retired before his husband. Toshinori didn’t care much about how he retired, or that he still had his scary reputation. He loved Y/N and that was that.

After Toshinori retired and used his real form, he realized how short he was compared to Y/N now. It was shocking but he didn’t mind it.

Husbands for 20+ years and they’re happy as the day they first met.

[l13]

I just saw someone ask if you write for MHA. And girlie. Holy fuck. All Might, like the man is built as fuck but also kind of a loser. If you get my drift? Like yeah he’s this awesome hero, but the man is old, alone and kinda a dork.

I wanna be the young thing that saunters into his life and rides him until he’s begging me to stop. Wanna take lunch to him at work, all cute and lovey and wifey, then lean in to let him know I’m not wearing panties but I do have a vibrator. That man would explode, in more ways than one, and be a constant blushing awkward mess.

Thoughts?

this is exactly how i picture all might as well! we can share him and then he could have 2 controversial young gfs<33

so sorry that this doesn't contain any actual smut tho:(

CW: NSFW 18+, MDNI!!!, f!reader, age gap, lazy ass writing, not proofread

He's a dilf but he's the touch-starved kind, the 'i haven't fucked someone in a long time' type, the one that you'll make a pussy enthusiast in just a couple of weeks, type<3

'cause at first he'd be reluctant y'know. Not only were you younger, but you were soooo out of his league (or so he thought). The prettiest thing he'd ever seen, really. And when you bluntly told him that you're interested in getting to know him better, he'd frowned a bit. He wanted to outright laugh at your words, but he didn't want to seem rude.

Poor man thought you were making fun of him so he tried to let you down gently, saying smth like “If it weren't for the age gap..” “You'll find someone younger, someone better, I'm sure.” and you'd faltered, apologizing for bothering him and scurrying off, embarrassed that you'd misjudged the situation

but then you kept running into him at your favorite coffee shop, politely engaging in small talk every time, and one day you didn't fail to notice how his gaze on you, lingered. How his eyes flickered from your eyes to your lips, down to your cleavage, and back up again. It was so quick that you thought your mind was playing tricks on you but then he cleared his throat hurriedly, his adam's apple bobbing with the movement, and you knew.

“Say.. y'wanna sit with me for a bit?" second time's the charm right?

You watched as his eyes widened slightly, “Well, I was- I'm actually busy right now-”

“Just twenty minutes, I promise,”

And Yagi quickly realized that he couldn't say no to you. So he gave a small nod, his eyes crinkling as he smiled softly, “Twenty minutes,”

He never in his life thought he was going to be put in this situation, and looking back at it, he'd never be able to prevent it anyway. Because just after 10 minutes of you sitting and laughing at his stupid jokes, he'd felt a nudge just under his knee, and he'd pulled his leg back instinctively, not being able to drag his gaze from the way your eyebrows furrowed prettily, “What's wrong?”

He shook his head, chuckling at his pathetic behavior “It's-” but then as he glanced under the table he saw your bare foot, save for the white stockings you wore, inching closer to his shin, and he snapped his eyes to yours, a shiver running down his back when he saw the look in your eyes- the mock concern masking the devilish glint quite well. “..nothing. Nothing's wrong I-” he trailed off as he felt your foot trailing up higher and Jesus Christ- when did you even take off your shoes?

Yagi let out another strained chuckle, looking around the small cafe, when he felt your foot on his plush thigh, making him jump. His hand shot down to grasp your foot reflexively, his jaw clenching as he locked eyes with you again. “What do you think you're doing?” he'd leaned a bit over the table to whisper to you, and you did the same, your head lazily resting on the palm of your hand as you pouted, “Let go of me, Yagi.”

He did as he was told immediately, and a part of him felt guilty, even when he'd done nothing wrong. “I'm sorry- but I just-”

Of course you shouldn't have let her go, you idiot. Did you think she was just gonna stop? He chides himself in his head because he can't do anything else. Because the foot that's pressing against his hard cock is clouding his judgement and he can't think of something to do.

A grunt escapes him when you rub him slightly over his dress pants, his hand coming up to cover his mouth, eyes still locked on yours. “You planned this didn't you?” you smile at that, your pretty lips closing around the straw of your drink as you take a sip, your foot pressing against his bulge harder.

Your gaze was trained on his hand, the one that was clutching the table with all its might (haha, get it), and you followed along the veins of his hand, up his forearms, to the point where they got lost under his shirt, the sleeves rolled up at his elbows. You licked your lips as you ran your eyes over his arms next, eyes hooded at the way the material of his shirt hugged his taut muscles. Finally, you looked up at him, enjoying the droplet of sweat falling down his temple, “I don't know what you mean,”

And Yagi knew he was fucked.

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Months later, you saunter over to Yagi’s office, pretty summer dress swirling as you walk, Yagi's lunch packed with a cute little bow on top, in hand. You knock on his door, not waiting for him to answer before you’re pulling the door open, walking in and pushing it closed behind you. Yagi’s eyes snap to your figure, one eyebrow raised, his gaze immediately softening once he realizes who you are, “Princess? What are you doing here?” 

You grin at him giddily, walking closer to his desk as he takes off his glasses running a hand down his face before he’s looking up at you with tired eyes- the corner of his lips quirking up despite his exhaustion.

“Brought you lunch-” his heart swells in his chest, pushing his chair back as he stands and walks around the table to stand in front of you, bending down to give your lips the softest kiss, his hand caressing your cheek. “You didn’t have to, pretty.”

“I wanted to. Besides, I missed you so much Toshi,” he coos down at your words and plants another kiss on your forehead, “I know sweetie, ‘m gonna be home in a few hours, yeah? Then I’ll be all yours,”

“But I need you, now.” you pout, hands coming up to rest on his pecs, fingers sliding under the collar of his shirt to play with his blond chest hairs, and you bite back a smile at the tiniest shiver he gives. “Sweetheart..” before he can say anything else you’re clutching his hand and pulling him with you, pushing him back to sit on his office chair again, and he’s looking up at you, bewildered.

Then you’re trailing a hand from your thigh up to your belly, only you’re slowly lifting your dress as you go. His jaw goes slack once his eyes are met with your bare, glistening pussy, his neck turning red. You whimper, circling your hips around nothing, dropping your other hand to rub two fingers aaall over your folds, gathering up your slick on your fingers. “See? Told you I need you,”

And Yagi can't complain when you push your wet fingers in his mouth, his moan getting muffled as he stares at you with half lidded eyes, his already hard cock twitching at the sight of you, all pretty and ready for him<3

2023 © l13 | Do not steal, copy, edit, translate or re-post any of my works.

[cloudcountry]

a broken symbol ⤿ you bring toshinori out of his mind

comments: i have nothing to say...hello mha fandom...are we still here...

tags: sir nighteye is mentioned, fluff, established relationship, toshinori is whipped, retired toshinori, insecurities.

These days, it doesn’t take much for Toshinori to collapse. He’s been retired for quite a while now but still helps out behind the scenes, always the hero even though he deserves nothing but rest. He ends up excusing himself from his work every hour, only to run to the nearest bathroom and crumple over the first drain he can reach.

His side flares up with pain and he clutches the flesh, feeling the stretched and scarred skin that caused his health to decline so rapidly as he hacks up far too much blood. Despite everything—the scar and the blood he spits up and the way he really doesn’t have a quirk anymore and the way he can’t maintain his muscular form even if he wanted to—he still works.

And at the end of the day, his gnarled, gangly form drags its way over to you, the person he is finally able to love just a little bit, because the public knows he is All Might and he is still very much a target, and he knows he can still protect you but he’d rather not have it come to that.

Each day was harder than the last, more taxing on his broken and battered body. Even simple tasks like getting out of bed were becoming difficult, the scars and residual pain a constant reminder of just how beaten he truly was.

Why were you with a man like him?

What could he give you, really? He wasn’t young anymore, nor was he muscular or flashy. He couldn’t give you the life you deserved, with a partner the same age as you, in top condition, ready to spoil you relentlessly. Instead you got a run down, broken man, his muscles and glory gone. The only thing he could possibly offer you was his smile.

(Not the well trained one for the press, or the one he saved for victims during and after he saved them. The one that only his colleagues and his students have seen, the awkward one that droops a little on the right, the one that makes his eyes shut with peace he hasn’t known in forever, the one that accompanies a nervous laugh.)

He doesn’t notice your presence when he steps through the front door, muttering a soft “I’m home,” as he takes his shoes off in the doorway. You stand there, waiting for him with a ladle in hand, a cute apron wrapped around you. Your touch feels like an anchor when it reaches him, brushing his snarled hair away from his eyes. You look so concerned and it punches him right in the gut, guilt seeping into his expression. He feels so frail in front of you, like a giant skinny bug. Why do you treat him so gently?

Toshinori’s heart squeezes. He doesn’t deserve you. He’s pathetic, a broken symbol of peace, a reminder that he couldn’t do more for the people he wanted to protect, for his Master who bet everything on him, for young Midoriya who looked up at him with stars in his eyes.

You ask him if he’s getting in his own head again. Your words swim around his skull, only barely making sense as he ducks his head, lanky arms pulling you into his chest and holding you close. He doesn’t cry, it’s rare that he ever does, but he doesn’t stop the single tear that falls down his cheek. You hug him back immediately, pressing your hands into his back, and it feels so soft and warm.

What did he do to deserve something—someone—as soft as this?

“You’ve done everything.” you scold, holding him a little tighter.

How can you sound so gentle even when berating him for being pathetic?

No, that’s not what you were doing. You were just loving him.

“You’ve saved millions. You fought for them for decades. You stopped All for One time and time again. You’ve saved the world over and over. You’ve built society from the ground up.” you reprimand him for each mean thought he has about him, piecing him together from the ashes of his legacy.

He doesn’t say anything, slumped over on your shoulder, taking in your words like they’re the softest, sweetest thing he’s heard his whole life.

Everyone else wanted All Might. He was so, so lucky to find the person who loved Toshinori.

“I understand that the world isn’t safe yet, and I get that you will always be a hero at heart. It’s one of the many things I love about you.” you pick and choose your words carefully, he can hear it in your tone, “This is the life you chose and I won’t try to take it away from you. Just let me support you. And for the sake of the world, stop being so harsh on yourself.”

As he gazes at you, he can’t help but think that his world has narrowed down considerably since he retired. He entrusted the Earth to his students and colleagues, putting blood, sweat, and tears into the staircase he built for them, just so they could reach the highest peak and succeed in protecting everyone they cared for. He is, no matter how he feels about it, just a man now. And his world became you a while ago.

It feels selfish for him to admit that to himself. He will never stop caring about the public, the people who put their hopes and dreams on his shoulders and allowed him to carry their burdens for him, but you’re the only one who has ever really taken his burdens.

Maybe it’s because he never allowed anyone else to. He holds you just a little bit tighter, memories of friends long gone who pleaded with him not to go flashing through his mind.

“You will always be a hero, love.” you sigh, brushing his cheek with the back of your hand, “You will forever be my hero. But right now, I want you to just be you.”

That’s right. He shudders in your arms, a remnant of what once was, but this remnant loves you with every shattered bit of him.

“Right.” he says, voice low and soft.

He hardly has the energy to say anything else, but he knows he doesn’t have to.

Not when it’s you.

[frickingnerd]

dating all might & endeavour

pairing: yagi toshinori / all might x gn!reader x enji todoroki / endeavour

tags: polyamorous relationship, friendly rivalry, jealousy, interviews by the press, public relationship, mentions of all might's secret

dating the two top heroes in japan isn't always easy! especially when the two of them have a bit of a rivalry over you, despite already being your boyfriends…

endeavour always viewed all might as a rival. even now that's both of them date you, it's still not enough for endeavour and he wants to be your favorite out of the two

all might doesn't think much about jealousy and he doesn't have the need for it. he knows you love him and whether he's your favorite or second favorite person doesn't make a huge difference to him

but he's the only one thinking this way! not just endeavour constantly compares himself to all might, trying to out do him, but so does the public!

people are curious about your relationship with the two men. they want to know who's stronger, who's the better lover or who's more romantic

even if you're not a public figure yourself, you'll have all eyes on you, due to dating all might and endeavour! and you're constantly surrounded by the media, watching your every move and asking you all sorts of questions

endeavour wants the public to know that he's the better one and he often gives interviews, especially with you by his side. meanwhile all might tries to slip past the press and ignore their questions, as he wants to keep the details of your relationship secret

one thing that neither of the three of you ever tells the press is all might's secret regarding his quirk! endeavour and you are the only ones who know about it at first and neither of you plan to tell anyone else

endeavour likes to tease all might whenever he sees him in his weakened state, but he would never cause him any harm by revealing his secret! that's the one secret he'll take to his grave, out of the respect he has for all might!

[actuallysaiyan]

Younger!Toshinori who has stamina for days and the highest fucking sex drive.

Younger!Toshinori who feels bad whenever you say you're so sore and tired, but he just needs to keep humping and fucking and his cock is so hard

Younger!Toshinori who can't help himself. Whenever he sees you in such a cute outfit, he's got to have his hands on you. He loves to squeeze your ass, touch your tits. He's a pervert, but he keeps it hidden from the public eye.

Younger!Toshinori who is always so desperate to cum inside you. Sure, he likes the look of his cum all over your body, but he pleads with you that 'inside just feels so good, please please please'.

Younger!Toshinori who stains his underwear with precum all the time. He's always hard whenever he sees you. He's never ever felt this way before. You make him feel like he's going insane with lust.

Older!Toshinori who doesn't have the same stamina, but that sex drive never went away.

Older!Toshinori who surprises you with morning head and makes you cum at least twice before he even lets you out of bed most mornings.

Older!Toshinori who you've caught stealing your underwear, though he swears he was just trying to do your laundry for you.

Older!Toshinori who is always still so horny. His underwear is still stained with precum. He often has to jerk off or find you to have sex because he swears he's going insane with lust still.

Older!Toshinori who still loves groping your tits and your ass, and he actually does it a lot more now because he's out of the public eye more than ever now.

[cogentsummoner]

there's SO much fun stuff you can do with toshi's secret identity bullshit... i think my favorite thing (and smth i will write eventually) is the reader being close enough friends to all might to confide in him that they think they're in love and he's just quietly like "cool! i have no shot with them." and yknow his heart is breaking. and then they say they're in love with toshinori and all might just has to sit there as they GUSH about how much they like him and what they like about him and just. man. he's just completely fucking floored because 1. they like him??? 2. they like toshinori more than they like all might??? 3. THEY KEEP SAYING SUCH SWEET THINGS ABOUT HIM????

anyways. thank you for coming to my ted talk.

[thus-spoke-lo]

cw: gn!reader. yandere all might. stalking. breaking and entering. mild injury to reader. using prompt from here. wc: 900 (this was supposed to be under 500 and got out of hand...i may come back to this...) Yandere Minific Masterlist

You’re so perfect when you sleep.

Still, often near-silent. Sometimes it’s hard to tell if you’re even breathing with how shallow the rise and fall of your chest can be. Toshinori’s own breathing had stopped a few times as he observed you, holding it in while he listened and watched and waited and made sure that you were still with him, still quietly existing in slumber just mere feet away.

He had first seen you at the tea shop you both frequented, your laughter filling his chest with a flutter he hadn’t felt in a long time. It wasn’t long before he became addicted to you, daring to speak to you now and again and compliment your hair or comment on your drink order, anything to bask in the radiant glow of your smile. But it wasn’t enough to see you at the shop, even though he’d memorized your schedule and knew just when he’d find you there with a book in your hand, a straw delicately positioned between your lips.

It took very little effort to find where you lived, even less to enter your apartment—he hadn’t forgotten how to tail someone. And night after night, he fed his obsession and watched you sleep, never daring to show up during daylight hours and simply knock on your door. You probably would have invited him in—that’s just the way you seemed to be, at least the version of you he’d constructed in his head—but it was all too much. The thought of rejection, of disappointment, was far too much to fathom. It was easier this way, existing together unknowingly, until the first light of dawn would creep over the horizon and he would leave just as silently as he came.

Tonight he sits in the small chair at the end of your bed, the joints groaning under his size—even in his current state, long and lean and light, his towering frame threatened to overtake the slim wooden chair that you seemed to use as a coat rack. It’s the first time he’s ever ventured this far into your room, normally choosing to stand in the doorway, able to quickly duck behind the wall when you made your usual trip to the bathroom at three in the morning. He’d stand there, back against the wall, trembling hands pressed against the cool, smooth paint, and wait. First, the toilet flush. Then the sound of shuffling feet. Then linens being rearranged, your sweet little groan as you adjust yourself under the covers, the creak of your metal bedframe as it settles back into place with you. Just a few more moments—one breath, two breaths, three breaths—and it was safe to observe you once more as you slipped right back into easy sleep.

He glances down at his watch, the face barely visible in the slivers of moonlight that peek through your curtains. It’s only two in the morning, still plenty of time left to watch you, plenty of breaths left to listen to and muffled little snores to enjoy and—

You’re awake.

You’re awake and Toshinori doesn’t understand why—it’s not time yet. But here you are, sitting up ramrod straight, your breathing rapid and labored, your eyes wide and barely blinking, gaze fixed on him and him alone. You’re awake and he’s unprepared.

“What—what do you want from me?” you stammer, voice still thick with sleep. Maybe you’ll think this was all a dream, just a bad dream—or a good one if he can just guide you to the right conclusion.

“Nothing! I want nothing! It’s just—” Toshinori pauses for a moment, gathering his racing thoughts, trying to corral them into something that would make sense to you now. He stands and looms over your bed, and you back up against the headboard as far as you possibly can, pulling your knees tightly to your chest while you slowly reach towards your nightstand, fingers blindly groping for your phone.

He quickly realizes what you’re doing and without thinking, lunges forward and grabs your wrist. You yelp—he’s hurt you, oh shit, he’s hurt you, hasn’t he? The noise you made was painful to hear, like getting stabbed in the ribcage. He’s too strong still, even like this, even without his muscled form. He’s too strong and he’s already hurt you and now you’ll hate him, just like he worried, just like he catastrophized over and over in his head.

“Shit, I’m sorry,” he quickly blurts, dropping your hand. (Should he tend to you? Should he kiss your wrist where he injured you? It’s all happening too fast.) “It’s just—it’s just been so hard to love you from the shadows.”

You rub your wrist and hold it against your chest. “Love me?”

Is there a hint of softness in your voice? Is it pity? It doesn’t matter—it’s enough .

“Of course.” Toshinori drops to his knees at your bedside, places one large hand on either side of you, trapping you where you sit. You can’t run away, not yet, not now, not when he’s finally being pushed into action. You’re everything he needs and now you’re right here in his grasp. “Please. Just let me show you, and I promise I’ll be everything you could ever need. Just—just don’t reject me. Okay?”

You swallow thickly, nodding. “Okay. Sure. Whatever you want.”

As if you could ever have a choice.

[fatkish]

hello everything is fine? If requests are still open can I request all might x wife fem!reader? The reader is a professional heroine and a professor at UA, but the relationship between All Might and the reader is a secret for the 1A students and the class ends up discovering by accident that he and the heroine reader are married? Thank you in advance

All Might x Wife Reader Headcannons

(Here’s some bits of what your life is like when you’re married to Toshinori and how you guys got together)

I strongly believe that young All Might would have been more open to relationships Pre Nana’s death

This would mean that you were likely a childhood friend or someone he knew before Nana’s death and in order to keep both himself and you safe, you both would have fled to America

Now you can have whatever quirk you want but I strongly believe that Toshinori would prefer a romantic partner who isn’t as famous as him. So likely an underground hero like Eraserhead or a support hero who helps heroes from behind screens or helps them strategize like Nedzu

During your guy’s time in America, you both met David Shield and became friends with him. David would make you some kind of super computer/information network device that would allow you to support All Might from the shadows or he’d make you a super advanced stealth suit that would help you as an underground hero

While you both are in college in America, your relationship grows and you both grow closer. Of course Toshinori has his doubts and fears about losing you to AFO, so you both decide to make a pact. You both would probably have each other agree/promise that you would live for the other if one of you dies. This would mean that if AFO kills you or you’re fatally injured in the line of duty, then Toshinori would live on and continue as a hero without letting your death prevent him from moving forward and the same would go for you if he died

Due to All Might’s rising fame, after you both graduate from college, you both decide to get married but do it discreetly so that means little to no ceremony and you both would hide your relationship from the world and public. Only Grand Torino, Sir Nighteye, David Shield and Nedzu would know that you’re together

You both wouldn’t wear rings so as to not let people know you’re married

When AFO has his big fight with Toshinori that causes him to lose organs and gives him his scar, you, unlike everyone else, support his decision to continue fighting even if it’ll kill him since you know that it’s what he wants to do

After that, you decide to take up a teaching position at UA, as a close combat/martial art instructor and a second English teacher since you’ve actually been overseas in an English speaking country

With your new job you’re able to come home and care for Toshinori’s wound and make meals for him that are easy for him to eat

The students love you. They love listening to your stories of America and they learn a lot. You had helped Nedzu and Present Mic come up with a voluntary English pen pal program with a hero school in America. The program allows for students to write letters between each other and lets them establish contacts in America and it counts as extra credit in their English classes.

Since no one knows that you’re married, the kids freak out when they learn that you’re married to All Might once he retires

Midoriya is surprised that he didn’t know about you and asks you so much about your life with All Might

The girls are always asking for romantic stories about you and All Might.

The kids love to hear stories of young All Might, much to Toshinori’s embarrassment, and constantly ask questions about the two of you

All in all, after All Might retires, you’re the only person who doesn’t protect him and make him feel like he’s someone who needs to be protected and treated like glass

He’s so thankful and happy that he married you

[geeks-universe]

I’ve been left unsupervised for the week so let’s do some drabbles! (And whichever one I vibe with the most is going to be a full length fic.)

Pick 1 prompt & 1 character (all are x reader drabbles):

1. “Now that’s what I like to hear.”

2. “Fight, dammit.”

3. “I like a challenge.”

4. “Prove it.”

5. “I can explain.”

6. “This is not what I meant.”

7. “Stay.”

8. “I never wanted this.”

9. “No, that’s the wrong- oh, dammit.”

10. “Glad to see you missed me.”

11. “Promise me.”

12. “I’m sorry.”

13. “I can’t get you out of my head.”

14. “All you have to do is ask nicely.”

15. “Keep your eyes on me.”

16. “Just talk to me. Please.”

17. “It’s okay, I’m here.”

18. “I’m not jealous.”

19. “Don’t shut me out.”

20. “I’m with you.”

I write for a bunch of fandoms. If you’re not sure, you can always ask! Even if I’ve never written for that fandom before, if I’m familiar with the characters I’ll definitely give it a shot!