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ghost-in-the-hall · 2 years

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My Girl (Fatgum x Fem! Reader) SMUT

This fic was purely self indulgent because I've been going through a lot recently and Fatgum's one of my comfort characters, so, be nice, please.

WARNINGS: MINORS DNI, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, 18+, SMUT, AFAB reader, Fem! Reader, use of she/her pronouns, mentions of body dysmorphia and lack of self esteem, mentions of weight, p in v sex, pussy eating, Dom! Taishiro, being restrained by partner, praise kink, size kink, unprotected sex, other than that just pure fluff (lmk if I missed anything.) Enjoy!

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You paused the work you were doing on your laptop when your phone began buzzing on your nightstand. You looked at the caller ID curiously, it was your boss. He never called you on your day off. You answered the call in a panic, surely something had to be wrong. Fatgum was always trying to ensure you were resting properly. 'You work too hard as it is, sweets. I don't want you to worry about work at home too.' "Hey! You busy today?" Your body instantly relaxed at the sound of his usual jovial tone on the other end of the line.

"Not in the slightest." You set your laptop on your bed next to you, wanting to give him your undivided attention. "Do you need me to come in today?"

"Do you really think I'd ask you to come in on your day off?" You stifled a giggle at his mockingly offended tone. "I was going to do some shopping and stuff around the city today… I would like you to come with me if you can. Maybe I could take you out to dinner while we're out?"

"Are you asking me out on a date?" You could hear his nervous stuttering on the other end of the line.

"I… Um, yeah, I guess I am." He chuckles. "Would you like to go on a date with me?" The words came out slowly, the briefest of pauses between each one as if he was carefully thinking about every syllable that left his lips

"I would love to, Tai." You couldn't keep the beaming smile off your face.

"Great!" His voice flooded with relief. "I'll pick you up in an hour." The two of you exchanged your goodbye's before you hung up to get ready. You had been working with Tai for years now, he was someone you very quickly learned to call a friend. However, throughout your years of working in such close proximity with him you had developed a little crush on the BMI hero. It was nice to see that your feelings weren't one sided, but, you would be lying if you said you weren't still a little nervous. You must have tried on everything in your wardrobe before deciding on an outfit, groaning as nothing fit you exactly how you wanted it to. You knew you shouldn't be putting so much thought into this. You had come such a long way with Taishiro's help, but as you looked at yourself in the mirror you couldn't help but have doubts. Part of the reason you wanted to work under Taishiro in the first place was because of what he stood for. Fatgum made being big something to be proud of. Your squishy tummy and muscular thighs were something to be celebrated, not ridiculed. You put on an outfit you felt confident in, and it helped you feel a bit better. It was funny really, whenever you started to feel negatively about how you looked you would always think back to Tai. Numerous press events, formal dinners, company trips, he was there to build you up whenever your confidence wavered. Now should be no different. Before you realized it an hour had passed, you perked up at the sound of someone gently knocking at your door. There in front of you stood Taishiro in his civilian form, holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers. You were a bit shocked when you saw him, you were so used to Fatgum that you had forgotten what he looked like in his civilian form. Loose white Tshirt hanging off his frame, messy blond hair falling perfectly against his forehead, the only thing resembling the hero you knew so well was his unmistakable smile.

"You brought me flowers?" You were in awe that he remembered what your favorites were, something you had only told him once in passing a while ago.

"Pretty flowers for the prettiest girl I know." You inhaled their sweet aroma as you took the bouquet from him, inviting him inside while you looked for a vase to put it in. "Thank you for letting me take you on a date." You gently grabbed his arm, squeezing his bicep with a small smile.

"There isn't anyone I'd rather go on a date with." You notice him blush slightly at your compliment. "I almost didn't recognize you when I opened the door, it's been a long time since I've seen you in civilian form." He looks down at the floor, kicking his toe against the hardwood.

"I figured you'd rather go on a date with Taishiro… not Fatgum." You couldn't help but notice his dejected tone. You take a step closer to him, reaching out and taking his hand in yours.

"Tai, I like you for you, not how fat of skinny you are." Golden eyes finally find yours, smile already returning to his lips. "You make me laugh, you and I could talk about anything for hours and I would never get bored, you give amazing hugs." You giggle and he laughs, thumb languidly running over your knuckles. "Those are the things that made me fall for you, not some silly number. Besides, fat form or not, I think you're incredibly handsome." You let out a flustered giggle at such a direct complement. He pulled you to him, arms wrapping tightly around you as his chin rested in the top of your head.

"Have I ever told you how amazing you are." He squeezes you, earning yet another laugh from your much smaller form. "Let's go have some fun, yeah?" You nod, fingers lacing with his as you leave your apartment building. The two of you made your way to what many considered the shopping district of the city, your eyes wide as you peruzed the window displays of each store. You paused in front of one shop in particular, a sexy little cocktail dress catching your attention. "You'd look great in that darlin'." You jumped slightly at Taishiro's voice right next to your ear. He saw the hesitance in your expression, knowing exactly the thought process you were going through. His hands fell on your waist, a blush immediately erupting on your cheeks. You could feel the heat radiating from his body as he remained just far enough away so as to not have his whole torso pressed against your back. "Why don't you go try it on? I'd like to see it on you." You swallowed thickly, nodding and placing your hands on top of his. He kept an arm securely around you as you headed into the store, Taishiro doing all of the talking so you wouldn't feel pressured. The sales associate inside was more than happy to help. She walked with you to the dressing rooms in the back, Taishiro making himself comfortable on one of the chairs just outside with an excited smile on his face.

"You and your boyfriend are absolutely adorable." She squeals quietly. You thanked her, the self doubt that was still flooding your mind making it hard to focus. She brought you the dress you had your eye on, helping you get zipped up before you returned to the main floor. At the first sight of you Taishiro's jaw dropped. He fumbled with his wallet, pulling out his credit card and passing it off to the sales associate.

"Tai, you really don't have to do that," you hurried over to him. "I'm not even sure if I like it." He stood, taking your hand and bringing you over to the full length mirror by the dressing rooms. He turned you so you could look at yourself, your arms immediately coming up to cross over your torso. You felt so exposed. He ran his hands up and down your sides, over every curve you felt insecure about.

"You look beautiful, sweets." He stooped down to rest his chin on your shoulder. "Is there anything I can do? I want my girl to feel as pretty as I think she looks."

"Your girl, huh?" You saw Taishiro's face flush in the reflection. You looked at yourself in the mirror again, letting your arms fall to the side. Tai's compliment didn't take away your insecurity but it definitely helped dull the sting it left in your chest. "You promise I look okay?"

"You look more than okay darlin'." He hugs you from behind. "You look perfect." The sales associate returns with a bag for your clothes that still remained in the dressing room, Taishiro convincing you to wear the dress out of the store. You tried to argue that it wouldn't go with your sneakers, but he couldn't be swayed. As you walked you reached out for his hand once more, he laced his fingers with yours eagerly. You couldn't remember the last time you had this much fun. The two of you made your way from shop to shop, giddy and laughing the entire way. Taishiro never left your side; whether the two of you were holding hands, he had an arm wrapped around your shoulders, or he was pulling you into a hug, your thoughts didn't have a chance to deviate away from the butterflies he gave you. You sat across from him at a small table in an outdoor noodle shop you had stumbled across as your day wound down. Chin resting in your hands as you watched him carry on a jovial conversation with the shop owner. You had already known, but today really cemented things for you. You were in love with him. "And she'll have the same." He turns to look at you once more with that breathtaking smile. "I hope you don't mind that I ordered for you."

"I trust your judgment on the food here." You giggle. He reaches across the table and takes your hand in his, gently rubbing his thumb over your knuckles.

"I really wish today didn't have to end, I've had a really good time with you." His gaze lingered on your lips for just a moment, but it was enough to get you flustered. You thought about kissing this man more often than you would like to admit. Now, with him sitting here in the soft orange lantern light, the warmth of his hand mingling with your own, the thought was beginning to creep its way to the front of your mind yet again. The two of you gradually began to lean closer to each other over the table as you quietly conversed, the background buzz of the other patrons lost to you. You were startled apart by your food arriving at the table. After a delicious meal and fantastic company Taishiro walked you home, cutting through the park to spend just a little more time with him. Your intertwined hands swung between you as your conversation carried on. You both fell silent as you came across a street performer who was playing a soft melody on his guitar. Taishiro paused and looked down at you. "Would you like to dance, darlin'?"

"I would love to." You say quietly. Taishiro wraps an arm around your waist, gazing longingly into your eyes as you swayed with him in the warm night air. Crickets and frogs accompanying the instrumentals as your heart pounded in your chest. "I… really like you Tai." He smiles softly down at you, the hand on your waist giving you a gentle squeeze.

"I really like you too." His voice barely above a whisper as golden eyes remained locked with yours. You noticed him swallow thickly, tongue peeking out to wet his lips before he slowly began to inch his face closer to yours. Your eyes slid shut as his grip on your waist tightened, pulling you flush against him. It was perfect, he was perfect, his lips were hovering over yours when suddenly you were interrupted.

"Hey is that Fatgum?" You both sighed, opening your eyes you were met with the sight of an apologetic smile on his lips as his fans rushed over to him. Being a well known hero like him had its drawbacks sometimes, you had been working with him long enough that privacy could be a luxury. After some casual conversation and photos were taken the two of you continued on your way, eventually arriving at your apartment.

"Sorry bout that." He chuckles bashfully.

"It's really okay, I wouldn't want you to sacrifice your reputation with your fans just for me." You step closer to him, resting your hands on his chest. "Besides… I'm really hoping this isn't the only date we get to go on."

"Oh, don't you worry, sweets, I plan on spoiling my girl every chance I get." Your heart fluttered at him calling you his girl. He pulls you into a tight hug, neither one of you wanting to let go. As you pulled back you placed a soft kiss to his cheek. "Goodnight." He stood in front of you with a bashful expression, rocking slightly on his heels.

"Goodnight, I'll see you tomorrow." You both wave as you close your door. You let out a sigh as you kicked off your shoes, about to head out of your entry way when there was a knock at your door. You opened it to see Taishiro still standing there.

"I'm sorry… I just-" He lets out a frustrated groan as he stutters before pulling you to him. His lips crashed against yours with such passionate ferocity or caused you to stumble back, one of his arms circling around your waist, the other gripping firmly onto the doorframe to keep you both upright. Kissing Taishiro made you feel like you were floating. His lips soft and warm against yours as the entirety of him flooded your senses. The sweet, musky scent of his cologne. His hand gripping your waist as he held you as close to him as he could. His hair soft against your fingers as they tangled into it. It was probably the best kiss you had ever experienced. Your lips trailed after his as he reluctantly pulled back. A warm hand found its way to your face from the doorframe, your head still spinning from the kiss.

You stood there, wide eyed and breathless as you gazed up at him, your body hot with want. "Tai, would you like to come inside?" He responded simply by scooping you up in strong arms, pushing through the half open door and ducking his head under the doorframe as he entered your apartment. The door was closed and your back was pressed against it, Taishiro's size and strength allowing him to move your body around with ease. Your legs wrapped around his torso as he settled himself between your thighs, lips finding yours again with ease as he hungrily captured your lips with his own. A massive hand cups your jaw with an almost shocking delicacy, Taishiro's presence already beginning to overwhelm you in such a short amount of time. His thumb swipes over your cheek as he gazes down at you, his expression a mixture of lust and nerves.

"Are you sure this is okay, sweetheart?" You felt your chest swell at the care he was putting into making sure you were comfortable. You pushed your fingers through his messy blond hair.

"I'm sure." Your voice soft and small as it left you. Despite the fact that Taishiro wanted you more than anything else in the world at the moment, yet still held you so delicately, allowed you to feel safe. You knew the man before you better than anyone, and you were eager to see what kind of mind numbing pleasure he would help you experience. Your hands rest on his chest, he still scanned your features for any sign of apprehension. "I want to experience all of you Taishiro." That was all it took to send him tumbling over the edge. A low growl rumbled in his chest as he attacked your neck, lips leaving a trail of fire across your skin. You couldn't help but gasp at the feeling of his rough, calloused fingers sliding underneath the hem of your dress, successfully hiking the fabric up to your waist with ease.

"Such a pretty little thing you are darlin'." He massaged your thighs, the room filled with the chorus of small gasps and moans that fell effortlessly from your lips as he nipped and sucked dark marks onto your cleavage. "I want everyone to know you're mine after tonight sweets." You let out a surprised yelp as Taishiro dropped to his knees, throwing your legs over his shoulders and bringing him face to face with your already soaked cunt. "You like to be tossed around a little. Don't you, princess?" You bit your lip, your head connecting with the wood behind you with a full thud. Your cheeks burned, embarrassed that he managed to get you turned on so easily. Taishiro chuckles at your expression before placing soft kisses along your thigh. You squirmed in his grasp, his hot breath fanning over your exposed skin. "Be a good girl and sit still for me darlin'." You would have laughed if you weren't in such an exposing predicament. It's not like you had a choice whether or not you would sit still, Tai had his arms snaked around your thighs in a vice grip, you couldn't have escaped even if you wanted to. You whined, fingers tangling in his hair, the pet name turning you on even more. You wanted to be good for him, to have him push you over the edge of your climax over and over again until you went limp. But, even in just your day to day life, Taishiro was a tease; Rolling up his sleeves to show up his muscular forearms and hands as he perched himself just a little too close to you at your desk to read something, he was very good at getting you flustered with the simplest actions. Now was no different. Panties ripped from your body and discarded as he kissed the lower half of your body everywhere besides where you needed him to most.

"Tai," you whine his name, giving his hair a gentle tug, "please." He rested his head against your thigh, looking up at you with a smirk as he noticed just how needy you were for him. He hadn't even touched you yet and you were already coming undone before his eyes. His eyes kept you locked in place, keeping eye contact with you as he finally gave you some relief. You cried out for him, giving his hair another firm tug. You felt him smirk against you at your outburst, satisfied with your reaction. He ate you out like you were his last meal, every movement from his skilled tongue threatening to send your climax crashing over you. Your body moved on its own as you ground your soaked pussy against his face. He hums against you, glad to see you enjoying yourself. You gasped as he slipped a finger inside you, wanting to get you as prepared as possible for later. "Fuck, you're so good at this." You couldn't help but giggle, your head swimming in pure pleasure.

His thumb replaced his tongue against your clit, rubbing circles at a firm, even pace over the already sensitive nub. "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself." He chuckles. "Think you can keep up? You're already looking pretty fucked out sweets." You could hear the shit eating grin in his voice, your response cut off with a moan as he slipped another finger inside of you. Your cunt was already stretched around his fingers alone, you couldn't even begin to imagine what his cock would feel like inside of you. You pushed down on his fingers, strangled gasps and moans leaving your shaking frame as he inched you closer to your orgasm. "Are you going to finish for me darlin'?" You nod, biting down on your lip to try and quiet your sounds. "Eyes on me sweets, I want you to look at me while you cum." Your face burned as you locked eyes with him, your head empty aside from any command he gave you. His mouth returns to your sex, assaulting your clit with his tongue before sucking it roughly into his mouth. You screamed his name as you climaxed, your legs shaking, crushing Taishiro's head between them in the process. He places one last kiss on your clit once he finishes with you, causing you to jolt. He helps you down off of his shoulders, arms never ceasing to support you as your feet hit the cold wooden floor. "Where's the bedroom?" You attempted to start walking in its direction, your legs felt like jelly as they struggled to keep you upright. You giggled as he scooped you up in his arms again.

"It's the last door on the left." He carries you through the door, setting you gently on the bed before leaning down to kiss you, the taste of you still on his lips. He tugged at the bottom of your dress, asking your permission to fully remove it. You gave him a nervous nod in response, allowing him to peel the fabric off your body. He took in the full sight of you with a smile, you couldn't help but notice the massive bulge in his pants as he stood in front of you.

"You are so beautiful sweets." He pulled his shirt over his head. Even in his civilian form he still had the soft tummy you loved so much, the softly defined muscles of his arms and chest, he really was flawless. As he stepped out of his pants you realized you were in trouble. Taishiro's impressive length looked like it was enough to rip your small frame in two. He chuckles at the slight fear he saw in your eyes. "Don't worry darlin', I'm gonna take my time getting you ready." He was back on you in an instant, lips finding yours with ease as he carefully laid you back. His massive paw cupped your sex, slowly palming you to help you relax. You whimpered softly, grinding against him to try and get more friction. He chuckles, "not enough sweetheart?" His thumb runs languid circles against the bundle of nerves, still sensitive from your last climax you moan softly into the crook of his neck. Two fingers teased at your entrance before they pushed inside you. The intensity of being so suddenly stretched open caused you to tense, Taishiro stopped the instant he felt it. Soft kisses were placed along your neck and shoulder, "just relax princess, I got you. You doin' alright?" You nod against him, arms holding onto him as tightly as you could manage. Your muscles loosened, allowing him to fully slide his fingers inside you. You feel him start to move slowly inside of you, fingers rapidly being able to slip in and out of you with ease as they become slick with your juices. Your feverish panting and Taishiro's gentle praise broke up the silence. "Such a good girl, you take my fingers so well, sweets, you're doing such a good job." A veil of sweat now covered your skin, every small touch sent a jolt of electricity across your exposed body. Your nails dug into his back as Taishiro added a third finger. You hissed at the slight sting but urged him to keep going, it felt incredible and you didn't want him to stop. The slow thrusting of his fingers began to pick up again, everytime brushing a certain spot inside of you that numbed your mind completely. Your vision went white as your second orgasm hit you, this one even more intense than the first one. You whimpered and squirmed in his grasp. Taishiro looked down at your quivering form with bright eyes as his thumb picked up its pace on your clit.

"Taishiro, fuck!" Your fingers raked down his back, you were sure you had left marks behind but he didn't seem phased in the slightest. A second orgasm crashed into you right after the other one. You bit down on his shoulder to muffle the scream that ripped through you. He gradually slowed his pace, allowing you to come down from your high. You looked down to see his free hand pumping his massive erection. You placed a hand on his chest, letting your head fall back against the mattress as you tried to regain control of your breathing. "Lube… bottom drawer… just give me a second." You giggled through your panting. Taishiro retrieved the bottle, before he had the chance to prepare himself, you decided to help him. You placed a hand on his waist, nudging him in the direction of the bed. He says down without complaint, smirking as he watches you squirt copious amounts of lube into your palm. You gently pushed the head of his cock against your hand, he let out a low groan, his head tilting back slightly as he kept himself propped up on his elbows to watch you.

"Fuck, sweetheart. Your hands feel really good." He smiles, his flushed cheeks and blown out pupils leaving nothing to the imagination about how good you were making him feel. You pumped him slowly, a soft moan escaping his lips whenever your palm dragged over his tip. Now sufficiently lubed up, Taishiro grabbed you by your waist and tossed you onto the mattress, eliciting an excited squeal from you. "You ready darlin'?" You nodded, attempting to let your body relax as much as possible. He ran the tip of his cock along your entrance, the lube making you even more wet than you already were. He slowly eased into you, stopping at any sign of discomfort and allowing you to adjust. You leaned into his touch as he rested a hand on your cheek, groaning as he got as deep inside of you as he possibly could. You whimpered as your walls stretched around his thick length, hiding your face against him as he sat there motionless, allowing you to adjust. "I'm gonna try and move princess, stop me if it's too much." He eases himself out of you and carefully pushes back in. Placing gentle kisses against the side of your face, telling you repeatedly how good you're doing, how incredible you felt around him. Slowly the discomfort dissipated and you were filled with nothing but pure pleasure.

"Faster." You stammer out. Taishiro wasted no time on your request, gradually picking up speed until your screams of pleasure were the only sound that filled the room. He kissed you hard, the ruthless thrusting paired with his lips on yours taking your breath away. You tugged him back by his hair slightly, "I'm gunna-fuck." The words you were trying to get out were cut off by your high pitched whine, your toes curling and head spinning from how good he was making you feel.

"Me too sweetheart." His thrusts were starting to get sloppy, his intensity dropping as he neared his own climax. He quickly pulled out of you, pumping his cock as hot ropes of cum shot all over your stomach and chest. He gave you one more soft kiss l, looking lovingly into your eyes as he gently cupped your face. "How are you feeling, princess?"

You nodded, voice coming out in a horse croak as you spoke, "wonderful." Taishiro chuckles, giving you a quick peck before he stood up.

"I'll be right back, I think I saw your bathroom across the hall right?" You nodded, watching him as he disappeared only to come back a few moments later with a cloth to clean you up with. "Alright sweets, let's get you cleaned up, yeah?" He carefully ran the warm washcloth over your body, being as gentle as he possibly could as he cleaned you up. You hissed as he ran the cloth over your sex, knowing you would be incredibly sore come morning. "Sorry 'bout that sweetheart."

"It's okay, I didn't expect to walk away unscathed." The two of you shared a laugh as he discarded the cloth and crawled into bed next to you, helping you under the covers. He pulled you into his arms, you nuzzled against his chest.

"Do you, um… do you want to make things official?" He asked you nervously. You rest your chin on his chest, gazing up at him with an expression nothing short of pure adoration.

"Tai," he turned his gaze down to look at you as you said his name. "I've had feelings for you for a long time. Today was… perfect. I would go up to the roof and scream that you're my boyfriend right now if my legs would carry me there." He chuckles, running his fingers through your hair.

"Your boyfriend, huh? And you're my girlfriend." He beams down at you, you nod with a giggle. "I'd really like that." You push yourself upwards to kiss him before snuggling into his side. You drifted off in his arms that night, completely content now that he was at your side. You woke up the next morning to the smell of breakfast cooking in the kitchen. You got yourself dressed, stretching as you wandered your way into the kitchen. Taishiro stood there in nothing but his boxers, the sight alone was enough to bring a smile to your face. You hugged him from behind, placing a kiss between his shoulder blades before laying your head against his back. "Mornin' darlin'."

"Morning." You sigh sleepily. You were about to ask him how long he'd been up when there was a frantic knock at the door. Peering out into the hallway you saw Taishiro's two sidekicks standing there with a nervous expression. "Kirishima, Amajiki, what are you two doing here?"

"Fatgum's missing, we've been trying to call him all morning, he never made it to the office-" Kirishima was cut off by their mentor appearing behind you in the doorway. "Oh-"

"I forgot to charge my phone. Smart plan coming to (Y/N)'s though, good job boys." He wraps an arm around your shoulders, the two of them absolutely dumbfounded by what they were seeing. "Come on in, I'm making breakfast."

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lilacleopardess · 1 year

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Stress Relief

Tamaki x (afab) reader

Tamaki trudges home rubbing his sore tense neck, he was cornered by some local news crew which sent his anxiety through the roof even more so as he realized he was being filmed. Luckily Fatgum saw what happened and came to his rescue, or so he thought until he heard the BMI hero praising him, his incredible quirk control, and technique. Tamaki thought this was the end for him until the crew saw Hawks nearby and sped away to interview him.

'Thank God,' he thought as he unlocked his front door. Sleep was the only thing on his mind as he slipped off his shoes.

"Welcome home darling".

Tamaki looks up to see his beautiful girlfriend and smiles, seeing the expectant look on her face, she opens her arms to him. He wraps his arms around her, his face resting on her shoulder, he takes a deep breath letting her scent wash over him relaxing into her touch. Tamaki grounds himself in the smell and feel of what he's come to know as home enveloping him while you rub small circles across his neck and shoulders humming contentedly in his embrace.

As you feel him start to pull away you don't bother to hide you're pleased smirk at the delicate blush that spreads over his cheeks with that simple display of affection.

"Dinner is ready, so go ahead and eat before it gets cold. I'll go prepare the bath so you can relax."

Rubbing his shoulders and looking him in the eye to let him know there is no arguing. You watch him making sure he sits at the table to eat not leaving before he picks up his Fork. Satisfied you head over to prepare his bath adding lavender bath salts to help soothe his muscles and relax him. Walking back into the kitchen you find Tamaki washing his plate.

"Your bath is ready darling."

"Oh, thank you," he says turning around his eyes widening, he looks down at the floor face bright red.

"Bunny!?" He exclaims.

Confused you ask what's wrong and he points at you still looking away and managing to stutter out,

"Y-you-your shirt".

Looking down you see that your blouse is wet making it a bit see-through.

"Oh sorry, I guess I got a little wet, but it's nothing you haven't seen before", you tease with a wink.

Taking his hand you lead him into the bathroom, closing the door you turn finding Tamaki still looking away from you & decide to tease him a little more.

"If it really bothers you that much Tama I'll take it off."

Unbuttoning your blouse you let it slide down your shoulders & lean forward to give him a generous view of your breasts, effectively silencing him, when he turns to protest. Taking advantage of his daze you slip off your skirt leaving you in just your bra & panties.

Intoxicated by the control you have over him, you reach over slowly undressing your adorable and shy boyfriend only to stop and blush yourself as you take in his muscular form. Tentatively you run soft hands across his chest, down his arms, over his pecs, and abs.

Tamaki usually wore such loose clothing that you often forgot how much and how hard he worked out. Tamaki was not a big showy muscle like his best friend Mirio. No, he was a defined slender build, like his personality, it was subtle in its beauty. Much like the timid hero himself, it was hiding in plain sight until you look close and see his true strength, intelligence, courage, and determination.

You let out an appreciative sigh as you continue to caress and admire his body however this small sound is apparently enough to bring Tamaki out of his shock.

Tamaki looks down to see you gently running your hands over his bare form. Noticing your glazed eyes and rosy cheeks, your thighs subconsciously rubbing together in arousal. Faced with the undeniable evidence of your attraction to him gave him such a confidence boost he grabs your wrist stopping your ministrations and asks,

"Like what you see"?

Your eyes widen blush darkening as you look down nodding shyly.

"Ah ah ah, look at me," he says.

You reluctantly meet his dark bold gaze, feeling your body heat up and starting to squirm under his intense stare, he holds your chin gently running his thumb over your cheek

"Use your words bunny".

Feeling both exhilarated & terrified knowing you are trapped you bite your lip, uselessly tugging at his hold & letting out a moan as he tightens his grip not enough to hurt but enough to let you know there's no escape.

"Bunny", he growls bringing your attention back to him you tense then let your shoulders drop in defeat.

Seeing this, he releases you softly patting your head.

"That's my good girl".

This sends involuntary shivers down your spine making your core throb from the deep rumble in his voice.

"Now use your word I won't say it again," he states firmly letting his fingers trail up & down your arms soothingly you take a long deep breath & meet his gaze defiantly crossing your arms.

He quirks an eyebrow at the gesture but says nothing

"Yes, Tamaki, your muscles are very sexy you're not overly muscular you're very toned & slender it's not showy it's something only I get to see mine," you say possessively running a finger down his torso & tucking your fingers in his waistband you tug taking advantage of his surprise you unbutton & push down his pants along with his underwear leaving him fully exposed.

You groan licking your lips as you admire the deep V of his hips leading to that dark patch of hair...

You squeal as you feel yourself suddenly drenched in water looking up to see tamaki holding the shower head back to his timid self whispering

"Bunny you had such a hungry look on your face".

"What else am I supposed to do when there's such a beautiful bounty in front of me just waiting to be enjoyed"?

He flushes a bright red at being called 'a beautiful bounty'.

"Bunny there will be time for that after we get cleaned up".

You pout but nod in agreement reaching back to unclasp your bra you're stopped by a flustered Tamaki

"what are you doing?"

You stare up at him innocently as you let your bra drop watching as he gulps at the view of your breasts.

"You got me all wet Tamaki," you say seductively

"The least you can do is help me clean up come on it'll be much faster I'll give you a nice scalp massage while I wash your hair".

Tamaki gulps knowing he'll probably regret this later but hands you the shower head he grabs the shower school and sits in front of you pleased you make sure the water is not too hot as you begin to thoroughly wet his hair running your fingers through it & humming as you grab his shampoo lathering it up you apply it to his hair nails gently scratching at his scalp. Tamaki moans leaning into your touch accidentally leaning back into your breasts.

"Comfy?"

Looking down at him with a smile. Tamaki gulps face reddening looking on the verge of passing out.

You giggle catching his attention,

"It's ok Tama I'm yours you can touch me however you like".

You assure him with a wink and kiss on the cheek.

"Now close your eyes its time to rinse".

Tamaki obediently closes his eyes relaxing against your body as you hum running your fingers through his silky wet tresses & repeat the process again with conditioner before sending him off to the tub with a kiss on the cheek

"What about you bunny"?

"I'll join you once my hair is rinsed, now hurry before it gets cold"

He obediently makes his way to the steamy tub inhaling deeply he lets out a soft sigh at the relaxing scent of the bath salt and releases a low grown as he lowers himself in letting the warm water soothe his tired body.

"Don't have too much fun without me", Tamaki opens his eyes to see you bent over him breasts in his face with a mischievous smirk,

"mind if I join you I promise I'll be good" coquettishly.

Tamaki gulps nodding & closing his eyes until he feels you slide in behind him you gently wrap your arms around his waist pulling him to rest against your chest. Rubbing firm circles up & down his chest & arms you feel him relax. You move to his shoulders & the back of his neck repeating the motions down his back to his hips until you just lazily run your hands across his body leaving him dazed & relaxed. Softly whispering in his ear you playful nip and kiss down to his neck.

He boldly surprises you turning to capture your lips in his one hand on your chin to keep you in place

"my turn to make you feel good bunny".

He moves to face you pushing you to lean back against the porcelain of the tub as he lays soft kisses slowly down your cheeks, neck, and shoulders nipping and licking to hear you whimper as you squirm for him. His left hand makes its way down your arm interlocking his fingers with yours while the right begins to firmly knead and squeeze your breasts occasionally rolling your pebbled nipple between his fingers. He lowers his mouth and gently suckles at the other, growling he lets his canines graze your chest as he feels the rubbing of your thighs against his member, desperate for friction, he pulls away with a pop.

"Careful bunny don't start something you can't stop" he growls staring deep into your pleasure glazed eyes,

"Don't stop Tamaki...please" you beg.

Emphasizing your point you wrap your legs around his waist and grind your hot core against his length causing the water to slosh over the edge of the tub and onto the tile floor. Tamaki throws his head back groaning as he involuntary bucks against you,

"Alright, bunny I won't hold back, you asked for this".

Tamaki grips your hips holding you in place as he roughly thrusts against you his length gliding through your folds giving you the delicious friction you crave while you desperately grip the edge of the tub for support your breasts bouncing in time to the rhythm of his hips he leans down over your body eagerly biting and sucking at your tender flesh leaving his mark as you pant.

Satisfied he moves to your lips leaving a bruising kiss before gently nipping at your lower lip you moan opening for him as his tongue slips in teasing and swirling across your teeth and palette growling & desperate to devour you.

Tamaki pulls away gasping leaving you dizzy and pliant as he maneuvers you into his lap his legs over yours and your ass against his painfully hard member ignoring his own pleasure he is determined to bring you at least once before indulging in the warm hot heaven between your thighs.

You let your head fall back against his shoulder his hands reverently gliding up and down your sides while planting soft kisses on your cheek and neck as he nuzzles his face against yours in a silent plea for permission to delve into the deepest parts of you preparing you for what he has in store.

You sigh contently reaching a hand to caress his cheek as you gaze into the deep dark intensity of his eyes you reach down intertwining your hands and bringing them up kissing his knuckles before leading it down your body placing his hand between your thighs and maneuvering his index finger over the pearl-like swollen nub at the apex of your sex.

You whimper grinding your hips against his fingers and consequently, his member causing him to let out the prettiest wine against your ear as he reflexively thrusts back against your ass both of you just rocking your hips together slowly climbing the immeasurable precipice stopping just before the peak, your wriggle frustrated in his hold, as he tightens his grip on you.

You let out up pleased sigh at the reminder of his strength the flexing of his biceps pulling the breath from your lungs and the feeling of the hard planes of his chest against your back making you melt for him only to squeak in embarrassment as you feel the rumble of his chest when he all but growls into your ear,

"I wanna taste you, bunny, gonna make you come on my tongue then on my cock".

Tamaki pushes you down over the edge of the tub ass in the air as he steadies your hips his hands gripping you tightly as he leans down and slowly licks a long strip up your pussy from behind.

"mmmmhm", he groans, "You taste so sweet bunny downright sinful, I almost feel guilty that I'm the only one that gets to indulge in your honeyed nectar".

Tamaki continues to lave your slick folds his hands kneading at the ripe luscious globes of your ass just begging for a bite as you wriggle in his hold and so he gives you a sharp nip on one cheek.

"Hold still Bunny and let me devour you" he groans into your core

The vibration and implication of his words send chills through you and make your legs shake. He wraps an arm around your waist pulling you firmly against his face as he continues his ruthless assault swirling the tip of his tongue around your swollen clit as you try to grind back against him desperate for that little bit of extra friction to push you over the edge,

"more please more Tamaki, I'm so close".

Tamaki intensifies his ministrations, adding one finger then another, searching for that spongey bundle of nerves inside to stimulate you just right & push you over the edge. Growling as he finds it curling his fingers and sucking your clit. You tremble clenching around his fingers as you chant his name like a prayer until the orgasm leaves you breathless and seeing stars.

Tamaki's arm is all that is keeping you from sinking in the water in your pleasure-induced state. Your limbs are like jelly as you relearn how to breathe let alone speak.

Tamaki took in the fruits of his labor, holding you in his arms. You always made him feel so confident in himself with your unbridled love & desire for him. If you loved him he knew he could do anything.

Standing he steps out of the tub wrapping you in a large bath towel before carrying you to the bedroom. Laying you on the bed he begins slowly drying your body peppering your still-sensitive skin with kisses as he goes, unintentionally tickling you causing you to giggle and squirm as he reaches some more delicate areas enjoying your smiles and laughter.

Tamaki redoubles his efforts dramatically placing soft kisses across areas he knew were most sensitive until finally in desperation you wrap your arms around him pulling him down on top of you having momentarily forgotten one important detail, you were both naked.

Tamaki catches himself at the last minute and you stare into each other eyes bodies pressed together the weight of him on top of you a safe & comfortable sensation a reminder of what you two were doing earlier.

Both blushing you gaze at him nodding and closing your eyes in a silent plea for him to kiss you and continue what you started in the tub. He captures your lips moving slowly passionately breathing you in as if you were the only thing keeping him alive. You sigh dreamily as you wrap your legs around his waist feeling the blunt swollen tip of him prodding your entrance, you gasp arching into him as the groans slowly letting his length glide through your slick folds teasing the both of you grinding against you panting as he pulls away watching the way his slick coated member rubs against your swollen nub catching on your entrance then sliding back up against your poor abused clit. Digging your nails into his shoulders & moving your hips against his hungerly begging him to fill you up to make you feel him so heavy & deep inside you. Tamaki locks eyes with you as he languidly tantalizingly sheaths himself deeper than should be possible stealing your breath and overwhelming your senses until there's nothing on your mind but him. The sound of his heavy breathing the scent of him all around you the sight of him gazing at you with those intense eyes that make you feel like he can see into your very soul. He leans down takes your lips and slips past to explore you tasting you as you adjust to the feel of him stretching you as your walls slowly pulse around him. You feel him smirk against your lips as he suddenly pulls out only to swiftly slide back in making your eyes roll back at the sudden sensation your walls spasming as he tries desperately to hold back not ready for this to be over.

"Not yet bunny you can't cum yet not until I've fucked you so dumb the only thought in the cute bunny brain is to have me fill this cunt and paint it all white".

"How am I supposed to control myself when you say such deliciously dirty things to me"?

You say frantically rutting your hips to urge him to move. You see him flush from his neck to the tips of his ears,

"Bunny!"

He whines hiding his face in your neck you feel the heat radiating from his cheeks & turn your head just enough to see those lovely long pointed ears still pink and yet you can tell he enjoyed your words from the way his hips roll against you never leaving your warmth but giving you enough friction to keep you just on the edge. You whine panting heavily against his sensitive ears as you plead for more. Tamaki groans and bites down on your shoulder you whimper arching into him as he begins to slowly drag his thick length out only to slowly dive deeper until you feel you can't take anymore and he can see the outline of himself on your pelvis.

He lets out the most shameless moan as his eyes drift down watching as his slick-coated member is sucked back in. He grabs your thigh pulling your leg over his shoulder and angling his hips to rub that spot with every thrust. Reaching down he lays his hand across your pelvis pressing slightly as his thumb slowly but firmly rubs your clit. You squirm beneath him shaking your hips trying to tempt him to speed up & only succeeding in helping him churn up your insides as you feel him dragging across every inch of your inner walls with every thrust.

You feel your body begin to heat up and your muscles start to tense as each stroke takes you closer to your peak. You feel the thread snap as the breath is stolen from your lungs in a rush of heat from your core to your fingertips and toes. Your vision goes white then fades back in as you take deep breaths all the while you see stars as your vision returns your fingers tingle leaving your body thrumming with endorphins and hypersensitive as you focus in on Tamaki's face. His hips stutter and he lets out the prettiest wine of,

"Bunnnnyyyy",

as your warm oversensitive walls pulse around his cock milking every ounce of pleasure possible out of him. You can feel the hot spurts as his throbbing cock fills you and he finally buries himself deep inside you with a final thrust. Shakily he lowers himself laying his body over yours as you wrap your arms around him and gently run your hands up and down his back while you both catch your breath.

You lay in a tangle of limbs soaking in the blissful euphoria of your coupling. You nuzzle your face into his neck whining and tightening your grip on him as he begins to pull away sliding out of you. He chuckles at your neediness as you hide your face in his chest.

"Bunny I don't wanna move either but we have to clean up & get ready for bed."

You pout shaking your head no. He sighs,

"what if I dry your hair for you"?

You nod excitedly. Tamaki reaches into the drawer of the bedside table for the wipes you keep there for just such occasions. He cleans you both up before putting on his boxers & helping you into your panties & your favorite of his old t-shirts that you use as pajamas. Sliding it over your head he blushes at how it engulfs your form blushing with a smile. He loves seeing you in his clothes a physical reminder that you are his.

As you finish pulling the shirt on you look up at him reaching up & making grabby hands.

"My bunny is so needy".

He says smiling. He reaches down pulling you into his arms bridal style pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. He loves how you make him feel so wanted in this state. You always take care of him & he loves indulging you & taking care of you in return. He sets you on the bench before the vanity & hands you a water bottle. You frown at it & he gives you a stern look until you reluctantly open it taking a few sips. He smiles down at you patting your head. Good girl. You blush, hiding behind the bottle pretending that you weren't pleased by his praise. Tamaki works in your usual hair products as he finger combs through your hair. You watch captivated as he carefully works any tangles out of your hair his feather-light touches making you shiver.

He treats you with such care like a porcelain doll as if one wrong movement would shatter you such a contrast to minutes ago. You sigh contentedly as the warmth & low hum of the dryer soothe you lulling you into a half-sleep. You wake as you hear the click of the dryer turning off. Tamaki puts it away leaning down to kiss your cheek, looking into the mirror he smiles.

"There's my beautiful bunny all ready for bed".

You nuzzle his cheek appreciatively, wrapping your arms around his neck as he carries you back to bed. He lays you down before climbing in with you & turning off the light. Drawing you into his arms he pulls the covers over you kissing the top of your head.

"Goodnight Bunny I love you sweet dreams".

You hum sleepily,

"Love you Tama". snuggling into him as you drift off to sleep.

#tamaki x reader #mdni #18+ fic #tamaki amajiki #bnha

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appples · 3 years

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Pls accept my feeble attempts at Fatgum drivel and the beginnings of a new fic.

“Hey peaches” My heart stopped and my veins filled with ice. There is no way it could be him but the feeling of his presences was undeniable. HIs voice was so much deeper than any recording and the way to rumbled through my body. Tepidly I turned around, afraid to see him and afraid that no one will be there. What I was not expecting was the person who stood there, the pro hero BMI: Fatgum. This is who I’ve been talking with? Who has been cumming in back alleys all around town to my photos? I resisted the urge to rub my eyes in disbelief.

“I don’t think I ever in a million years would have guessed I was talking to you all this time.” Playing it cool never went exceptionally well for me but it was all I had.

“But that was part of the fun, wasn’t it? The not knowing?” He called a bluff I didn’t know I had and stepped closer. HIs hulking frame wove through the crowd with ease, avoiding been seen by most with a magical touch. Now hovering over me I could feel his eyes delicately undress me with a practiced anticipation. How many times had he sent me those videos and pictures of what he was doing?

“Did you do what I told you to earlier...” He paused and smiled, “like a good girl?” My core tightened and my panties would have been wet, if I were wearing any. I nodded my head and he offered his hand. There was no need to ask, I knew what he was after. Pulling my worn panties from my bag I placed them in his massive hand. They looked almost child sized with him holding them. My face was burning, I couldn’t even attempt to look at him. His free hand reached out under my chin and tilted my head up with mild force, demanding my gaze met his. He wanted to see my reaction up close, he was finished with seeing it through a screen.

“I think I could get used to you doing what I say. I like it.” A smile spread wide across his face and he pocketed the panties for later. I was still in shock, words refused to form into any sense of cohesive speech.

#bnha #mha #my hero academia #bmi hero fatgum #fatgum #fatgum x reader #mha smut #bnha smut #drivel #my hero academy fanfiction #mha fanfiction #bnha fanfic

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badlywritten-stuff2 · 4 years

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Fatgum: h-

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faean · 6 years

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Fat Gum x G. Neutral Reader

Requested by: Anonymous

Rating: T; Light Sexual Connotations

Word Length: 1,062

Title: My Little Takoyaki

You slowly awoke in your husband’s embrace, the pale sunlight of an ending winter filtering through the bedroom curtains. But the chilly morning air didn’t bother you, not with your adorable teddy bear of a husband, Toyomitsu Taishiro, the BMI Hero: Fat Gum, cuddling you closely.

Snuggled into Taishiro’s plush form, you were lulled back to sleep, before abruptly sitting up, startling your husband awake, when you realized it the first day you both had off of work since getting married in the past year.

Holding you close, Tai asked if everything was all right, soon coming to the same realization as you before receiving an answer. With you still in his embrace, he flopped back into bed, overjoyed that he gets to spend the entire day with his adorable little takoyaki. In fact, no matter what the day brings, he was adamant on how the night would end.

Spending another hour in bed, trying to figure out the best way to spend the day, you and Tai decided on ordering a bunch of junk food, watching movies, staying in pajamas, and just cuddling.

A perfect lazy day.

The two of you didn’t even leave the bed, still snuggling, until the food arrived. Once there was a knock on the door, you excitedly rushed out the bedroom and to the front door. Sliding it open, you hastily payed the delivery girl, leaving a generous tip. The poor lass was horrified that someone with your lithe, and rather petite, stature could not only carry the absurd amounts of food delivered, but also was terrified of the implication that you could possibly eat all of it.

After closing the door with your foot, you strolled over to the coffee table in the center of your living, easily carrying the glorious amounts of food you were about to share with your husband. Soon, his towering plush figure was beside you as you queued up a Disney movie; wanting to keep the good times rolling.

The morning was easily the most relaxing part of the day. The sun had yet to reach its peak, illuminating the room in a soft light as you sat in Tai’s lap, casually feeding him every other bite of whatever dish you currently had in hand.

The afternoon was not anywhere near relaxing, as your husband received several calls asking for his aid on a few tasks; despite it being his only day off. Nonetheless, he had a responsibility as a hero, and did not waste time donning his hero suit and taking off to provide assistance. He did, however, spend a couple minutes kissing you all over your face, promising he will return as soon as possible.

With a final embrace, took his leave. Now alone, you were saddened by the loss of your husband, until a wonderful idea popped into your head, and you set to work.

First cleaning up, wanting to have some semblance of control before tormenting yourself, you unconsciously stalled for time… until you had no choice but to finally make your way to the kitchen, having cleaned nearly every inch of the house (which happened regularly when you were stressed out).

Planting yourself firmly in the kitchen, you summoned the determination to make at least one decent batch of takoyaki for your husband; considering your cooking skills were much worse than your baking skills, which were phenomenal. Somehow.

Gathering the ingredients necessary, you set out to prepare the easiest portion- the pastry batter. Honestly, it was the only component you could make from scratch without any difficulty, whilst your husband was in charge of the fillings and sauce. But, in this moment, there was little that would stop you from making an edible batch on your own; a few exceptions being: setting fire to the house, losing appendages, and/or spontaneously combusting.

It didn’t take long to make the batter, swaying to the music coming from the movie playing in the background, you were more focused than ever. Moving on to the making of the sauce, which was reasonably easier to make, you continued pacing yourself in time to the movie; reciting your favorite lines from memory nonchalantly. Surprisingly, the sauce came out fine; not as good as Taishiro’s, but it was half-way decent.

Now then, the dreaded fillings. Dicing the octopus and vegetables was easy enough but attempting to grill the ingredients was stressing. Often times, you overcooked it, making everything incredibly chewy and almost inedible. Other times you’d freak out about the flames and end up drying out the filling into what can only be described as solid sawdust. Something you were hoping would not happen today.

Taking extra caution, you carefully watch the flames licking the pan, several timers lined against the back of the stove to alert you on when to stir, alter the temperature, and add seasoning. After the allotted time, you removed the filling from the stove, prepping the special griddle that was required to grill the pastry batter.

And for the first time in two decades since learning how to make it, you finally produced a decent bath of takoyaki; two dozen pieces, to be exact. Overwhelmed with a sense of pride, you didn’t notice when your husband slipped inside, wrapping his now muscular arms around your form, chin resting on your head as he eyed the treat you successfully prepared.

“What a delicious snack my little takoyaki has prepared for me!” he exclaimed, turning you in his arms to give you a chaste kiss.

Blushing uncontrollably, you replied. “It wasn’t right for them to make you work today, so I thought I could cheer you up if I could make some takoyaki…”

Hoisting you up onto the countertop so you were eye-level, Tai grabs a piece of the snack, placing it part way between his teeth. Leaning in close to you, the mischievous look in his eyes convinced you to share the piece with him. Even after years of dating and a year of marriage, he still found ways to unravel you.

And you became a complete mess when he moaned into your ear, his hands roving betwixt your thighs “That was almost as delicious as my little takoyaki. And I’m craving seconds…”

You were hoping to spend the day in his embrace, and it looks as though you would spend the rest of the day embracing him…

Again, I apologize for the wait. Exams and papers and what not. Hope you enjoyed.

#fatgum #bmi hero #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha #mha #taishiro toyomitsu #bnha taishiro #taishiro x reader #taishiro toyomitsu x neutral reader #gender neutral reader #fluff #requested #enjoy you heathens

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kingkatsuki · 3 years

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Nyotaimori | Fatgum / Toyomitsu Taishiro x Reader

𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢 - 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥, 𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲.

Kinktober masterlist.

I’ve wanted to write a nyotaimori drabble for the longest time but I haven’t had the chance to until now. It’s a little different but I hope you enjoy it all the same!💕

Summary: Taishiro is invited to a prestigious restaurant with other high profile Pro-Heroes and investors but he only has eyes for you-

Pairing: Fatgum / Toyomitsu Taishiro x f!reader

Warnings: 18+, dub-con, nyotaimori, public sex, voyeurism.

Word Count: 0.8k.

The way your body was laid out for him was like a gift from the Gods. The high level restaurant that Taishiro had been invited to housed only the top Pro-Heroes for dinner, and he was one of them. The suit jacket he wore felt stuffy as he stepped into one of the private dining rooms on the top level of the building. His breath hitching in his throat as he caught sight of you spread out on the table for him.

Your beautiful skin contrasted the bright colours of the sushi laid out on top of you perfectly, unable to stop his gaze from going directly to the curve of your breasts as you lay back on the table. Strategically placed food hiding your modesty but Taishiro wondered how long it would take to fix that.

Moving to sit at the table he noticed the way your eyes were covered with a blindfold, supposedly to stop you from catching glances with the men that were about to feast on the platter that had been laid out for them. Feeling his cock begin to stir in his slacks as he picked up a pair of chopsticks, lifting up a maki roll from your sternum as he tried not to go directly for the pieces hiding your most intimate parts. The other men around the table chatting aimlessly as Taishiro continued to eat, the tips of his chopsticks knocking against your naked body as he watched goosebumps slowly begin to rise against your skin. His tongue wrapping around the chopsticks as he began to think about what it would feel like to lick along your body instead. Pressing them back down to grab a salmon nigiri as the tips of his chopsticks grazed your skin, leaving subtle lines of his spit against your body as he pulled back with a smirk.

You had no idea who he was, what he looked like, that he was a Pro-Hero. Instead you were simply here doing your job and he was more than willing to reap the benefits.

This time he became bolder as he picked one of the Ebi rolls off your breast, groaning low in his throat when he revealed your soft dark nipple to his eyes. The coolness of the room causing it to harden under his gaze, watching it slowly begin to pebble as he wished he could lean over and taste you. Forgetting his chopsticks, not that any of the other businessmen in the room would correct him, as he dove in for another. Deliberately brushing his thick fingers against your hardened peak as he did so. The movement catching you by surprise as he watched your lips part in a silent gasp, smirking at your reaction as he circled your areola. Before acting like he was taking another piece of sushi as he plucked one off your naked body.

The more he watched you, the more he wished he was alone in the room with you. His palm slipping beneath the table to palm at the hard tent in his pants, trying to give himself some much needed relief as he glanced down the table to see how bare your skin had become. The other patrons helping to reveal more and more of your naked body to his prying eyes, and of course he didn’t mind.

It was only when he took a sip of his sake that he glanced up to see the other men beginning to leave, shaking hands with each other over the next Fatgum Agency promotional deal that had been agreed, not that Taishiro could care less. Waving them off with a signature smile as they didn’t even bat an eyelid at the fact the BMI Hero was staying at the table to finish his meal. Waiting until the door closed behind him before standing up from his chair. Allowing his fingers to slowly stroke along your exposed skin, following a path around the sushi rolls that still sat against your skin until he came to a stop just above your sex. Watching the way your body responded to his touch, shivering as you shuffled slightly, making sushi fall off your body and drop to your side.

No longer able to resist leaning down to capture one of your naked breasts between his lips, circling his tongue around your hardened nipple as he heard you let out a sinful moan, arching your back up off the table as more food fell from your body.

“W-what are you doing?” You gasped breathlessly, the tone of your voice doing nothing but inflame the desire boiling inside him as he slowly slipped his large middle finger between your thighs, parting your folds as he felt how wet you were. Messy slick coating the digit as he groaned around your breast, deliberately pressing the calloused pad against your tight entrance as more sultry moans left your lips.

“What does it look like? I’m finishing my meal—“

#trigger:dubcon #tw:dubcon #fatgum x reader #fatgum smut #taishiro toyomitsu x reader #toyomitsu taishiro x reader #taishiro toyomitsu smut #toyomitsu taishiro smut #bnha x reader #bnha smut #mha x reader #mha smut #kinktober #kinktober 2021

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vivinightingale · 3 years

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Taishiro Toyomitsu x Single mom!Reader

I'm sorry this took sssssoooooo long! There will be a part 2 maybe smut maybe a cute wedding we'll see how it goes.

Ever since your son was little he had a fascination with heroes just like everyone else. Favorites came and go, but there was one your son absolutely adored. The BMI hero Fatgum. He would talk for hours about how he wanted to be just like him, even when he played hero with the other kids on the playground he wanted to be FatGum. It warmed your heart to seem him adore such a hero that he even became your favorite hero.

When your son's birthday was close and all he asked for was anything FatGum related, but this year you were gonna try to go above and beyond a little action figure. You called your long standing friend and hero Rumi. To not only invite her to your son's birthday, but to ask FatGum if he was willing to attend even if it was for an hour. It took a bit for her to get back to you, but when he agreed you were ecstatic and continued to plan for this very big and very special day.

When the day finally arrived your house was decorated in your son's favorite hero colors, presents piled in the living room, and kids ran under adults feet playing heroes. Your son was having the time of his life, but you knew it was only gonna get better. Your door bell rang, and you were quick to get it. Standing in the door way was Rumi and Fatgum a big smile plastered on both of their faces.

"Haru! Your favorite aunt is here!" Rumi yelled walking past you to the little one. You giggled then turned back to other hero. "I'm very happy you were able to make it. My son is a HUGE fan." Rubbing the back of his neck with a slight blush Fatgum chuckled "Well it was pleasure I always try to make time for my fans."

Taishiro knew he was invited because your son was a fan, but when he saw the little guys mom he wanted to stick around longer. She was something out of a fairy tale for him. All dolled up but casual, a little chub that made her look soft and cuddly, and that smile oooh that smile. He was floored from the moment you opened the door. When he walked into the house he heard the loudest gasp as if it was their last breath. When he turned to the source he saw a little boy that had a majority of your features.

"You must be the birthday boy!" He kneeled down so he didn't look as intimidating to the little guy. In an instant the little boy came sprinting, trying his best to wrap his arms around the big hero. "My hero came to my birthday!" He let go to quickly turn to you "Mommy! Fatgum actually came to my birthday party!!" You giggled and nodded "he sure did sweetie! A little birdie must of told him." You winked at Fatgum as your son bounced up and down from excitement. "I have to go tell everyone!" He yelled already bolting towards the living room.

After the party he wasted no time texting you.

The birthday party went really well. Fatgum showed off a bit to you for the kids, relaxed, even got some of your delicious homemade cake for himself, amajiki, and kirishima, and the best part of all?? You gave him your number by the end of it. You told him it was so you can speak payment, but your flirtatious smile said other wise. God you were something else, and he couldn't wait to find out more about you.

He waited till everyone left to finally approach you. With clammy hands, and a blush that put kiri's hair to shame he cleared his throat to get your attention. When you turned to him with that smile he already adored he almost forgot what he was gonna ask! "I was wonderen in you an' the little one would like to have a picnic at the park tomorrow...?"

A blush of your own creeps on cheeks as your process his invitation. THE fatgum was asking you out on a date?? A single mother?? Before you could fully process you nodded your head. "Great! I'll pick you and the little one up tomorrow at lunch." And with a goodbye, and teary eyed hug from Haru he left your small house feeling more excited then ever.

The wait felt longer the Tai cared to admit, but when Noon finally rolled around he was at your doorstep dressed casually, but nice, and basket full of goods in his hand. When the door opened up he was greeted with the cutest sight. There you stood with a cute (f/c) sundress that hugged your chub just right, with your son on your hip wearing cute playing cloths. God was everything you did so perfect??

"Ready?" You giggled. Taishiro cleared his throat and nodded giving his arm out for you to take. Anyone who noticed the three of you would have mistaken you for a family. You and your son listened intently to everything he had to say, you letting out the occasional giggle as Ti exaggerated so parts just to see the look of pure aw on your sons face.

When you all reached the park he picked out your son was quick to drag Tai to the playground. He was hesitant at first, but you gave him a warm smile with a soft "I'll set it up for us." And the next thing he knew he was playing Heroes with Haru. Well more like he was the villain while Haru was Fatgum and "beat the evil villain with his amazing power!" Haru's words.

Watch the spectacle in front of you made you feel warm and fuzzy on the inside. It's been while since Haru and a good male figure in his life. You shook you head of those thoughts. It was too soon to think of something like that. It is afterall the first date, who's to say there will be another one.

"Lunch is ready boys!" In a instant the two were and "racing" each other to you. When haru latched on to your leg he turned to Taishiro with the biggest grin "I won!" Ti chuckled and ruffled his hair "You sure did! Gosh! Before I know it your gonna be the fastest hero!" As Haru detached himself from your leg Tai bent down cover the side of his mouth and got close to your son "just don't tell Hawkes I said that." The little boy giggles as he runs to the spot next to you for lunch.

Tai sat on your other side as you began to hand out the food to them. "Thank you for playing with him" Tai smiled while taking the plate you handed him "course! The little guy is a blast." The two of you talked while Haru ate, and the more the two of you talked the more drawn he was to you. You are a strong woman for raising the little guy on your own with little to no complaint. Quirk or not you were a hero in his eyes. "I don't know if it means much coming from little ol' me, but I think your doing a fantastic job."

Shock and a blush adorned your face at his words. Though he was happy to see it; it also worried him. Has no one ever said something like that you?? Despite how hard you work to raise him??

You cleared your throat trying to stop the ever growing blush "...thank you." He smiled, and the three of your continued you lunch in a comfortable silence. The three of you stayed at the park for a bit longer playing, and being around each other he even told you his actual name! However, you noticed it was nearly 4, and you still had some shopping to take care of.

You called Ti over as you began to pack "I'm sorry to cut this short Toyomitsu, but me and Haru have some shopping to take care." He was sadden by your departure, but not as sad as Haru.

"But mama! I was stay and play with Fatgum some more!" He pouted as he crossed his arms. You kneeled down to the boy and gently cupped his face "don't worry my love we might see him again...right?" You didn't want to sound desperate, but you had such a connection with the the BMI hero that you couldn't help but hold out hope to see him again.

The biggest brightest smile you have ever seen grace Taishiro's face "of course! I would love to see you both again." Haru cheered then quickly helped back everything else back up. You stood up, and walked over to Taishiro. You signaled him to bend down a bit, and when he did you kissed his cheek "text me for our next date." He stood shocked for a moment before that bright smile from before graced his features once more. "I will lil mama."

#bnha fatgum #fatgum #fatgum x reader #taishiro toyomitsu #bnha taishiro #taishiro x reader #fatgum x chubby reader #fatgum x single mom reader #taishiro x chubby reader #bnha x chubby reader

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sugarnspicefics · 3 years

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Recovery

Dad Bod Fatgum x Reader | NSFW | BNHA

Summary: Sweet, sweet lovin'. Our favourite BMI hero takes time out of his recovery to indulge in his needs.

Warnings: Smut, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, adult language, praise kink.

Authors Note: The first one got flagged by Tumblr, I guess they couldn't handle the spice. Feedback is appreciated. I would love to hear what you think and what other characters you'd like me to write for.

Playing with Toyomitsu's hair, his face is cushioned between your breasts. He's battered and bruised from his latest battle.

It was a battle that has left one pro hero in critical condition and the other three badly injured. Toyomitsu being one of the three.

You remember how everyone in your office huddled around the break room's shitty tv to watch the fight. Bets being tossed around. All fun and games for the first 20 minutes.

Your heart drops and your stomach twists. Your coworkers watch their beloved heroes being beaten but you were watching the man you love.

Recovery has been slow but like always his appetite needed no time to recover. You love Toyomitsu and his many forms but if you had to be honest when his body is fuller with a soft stomach this. That Toyomitsu is your favourite.

That Toyomitsu is a man that can provide for you, love you with such kindness that makes your teeth rot and a hunger that has you begging like a whore.

Toyomitsu Snapping from your thoughts he pulls you in tighter. His hand resting on your stomach works its way down to the elastic waistband of your panties.

"Taishi." You warn.

A laugh that will lead to nothing good rumbles from the depths of his chest. Your protests die short on your lips as he presses the pads of his fingers against your clit. Earning a shallow gasp.

You spread your legs for him, just like that. Toyomitsu doesn't need a better invitation.

He stocks your cunt. Coating his fingers with your slick. Toyomistu slides a thick finger into your heat. He teases you with slow movements before adding another, going in knuckle deep.

Your walls quiver around his fingers. Bucking your hips against his digits, bottom lip quivering. "That's is fuck yourself with my fingers."

The sight of you fucking yourself with his thick fingers. Using him. It drives him crazy.

He can feel himself growing harder, his cock aching for you. Toyomistu crashes his lips into yours, swallowing your lusty whimpers.

He needs to take his time. He's large, and that you need to be well and truly dripping before he can stuff you with his cock.

He brushes a callused thumb over your clit. You come with a cry, gushing around his fingers.

The smile on his lips sends a shiver down your spine. He presses his slick covered fingers against his lips. You can't stop the moan from passing your lips as you watch him sucks you off his fingers.

"You're the sweetest thing I have ever tasted." He purrs

A blush stains your already flushed cheeks red. Rolling away, your hide your face. You thought you would be used to his sweet yet cheeky remakes by now. Yet his words still activate a swarm of butterflies.

He presses kisses to your shoulder, trailing them down your back. Goosebumps rise onto your sensitive skin. His large hands work your drenched panties down your legs. You hum with anticipation. His boxers gone and likely disowned to the floor along with your panties.

Without any warning, Toyomitsu pulls you up on all fours. His hard cock between the plushness of your ass cheeks.

Sinking his cock into you. Your cunt swallows every inch of him. "Just a little bit more, baby, you can take it."

The delightful ache of him stretching out your pretty cunt has you gripping the sheets.

Slowly he starts to move. Blunt nails dig into the sensitive skin at your hips. Pulling lustful gasps from you with every stroke.

His lips brush against your ear, "that's my good girl." You nuzzle the sheets, pushing your ass higher. His voice drops with ginger, "you take my cock so well."

He's taking his time, and you are putty beneath him. His cock large and veiny. He's teasing you, deliberately missing the spot that you need him to reach the most. Yet you can feel your orgasm approaching. Are you about to cum Purley from this man's dick?

Just as you were about to be lost in a sea of pleasure, he pulls out.

You whine out his name like a bitch in heat. Shaking your ass, hoping to entice him back into your heat.

Toyomitsu's large hands cover your smaller ones. "Such a needy girl." He trails of kisses down your spine. In a fluid thrust, he's back inside.

His rhythm is rough and fast. Lewd and wet noises complement the headboard as it bangs against the wall.

His grip on your wrists tightens as he whispers his desires. Fucking you with a wanting of a man that couldn't fuck for three weeks, and you are taking it like the good little whore you are.

You lose control of your body as Toyomitsu massages the swell of your clit. A scream falls from your lips as your orgasm blooms.

Your legs give out under the weight of your orgasm. Toyomitsu follows with one last thrust.

He crushes you as his own body filters under the weight of his orgasm. Toyomitsu rolls onto his back, keeping you in his arms.

"I might have..." He wheezes out.

"You might have overdone it?" You giggle.

Toyomitsu nods in agreement, "this is why they say not to have sex with fractured ribs."

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thegremlincrowsnest · 3 years

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A Slice of Cheesecake

Fatgum x poc!reader

CW: Slight breed kink, thigh fucking, mentions of vagina, slight anal play, creampies, mentions of daddy in a sexual way, kitchen and sex around food

Color Code

Orange: Fatgum

blue: Reader

Pink: Fatgums inner thoughts

WC: 1.7k

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Fatgum was definitely your favorite customer to bake for. Tips generously and an absolute beaut to stare at while you work. He always came past your shop on his breaks or days off just to watch you. “Ya know, I can always help fill those buns for ya sugar plum.” He would say with a smirk. You just giggle and shake your head as you continue to fill and dip your eclairs. You were finishing up some orders to deliver, and he offered to stay and help you out. You accepted his help with a smile as the pro-hero helped pack cupcakes, cookies, and pastries.

Everything was going great until you went to change. When you work, you wear chef pants, a plain t-shirt, and your apron. But for deliveries, your outfit was much. Much different. Fatgum couldn’t help himself as he stared, seeing your soft stomach peek out from your crop top. He has to hide behind your counter as you fix the garter belts from under your skirt. He groaned softly as he saw how your thighs bulge from the garter belt and thigh highs. Your skirt was absolutely sinful being so short, bending over. He got a glimpse of those soft pink lace panties. Walking around, he pressed himself against you. “Baby...I don’ know if ya should go out like that. Pretty thin’ like you could get devoured.” He says, deep voice low. His two large hands came to hold your wide hips. Groaning loudly as he saw his fingers sink into your love handles.

Looking up at him with big doe eyes, you smiled. “Oh~ well, I don’t have anything to worry about with a big strong hero like you, Taishiro~,” You say as you grind against his growing hard-on. You slip from his grip with a giggle as you finish packing up orders. “Ok, now let’s go!”

Walking down the street with you was a blessin and a curse for Fatgum. Seeing your thick ass sway in that skirt was torture ‘Little Nymph,’ he thought to himself. Going from customer to customer was easy enough. You were so sweet to each one, and he could only smile softly at you. Seeing you dote on each and every one. The sun was setting as you finished, and the teasing was getting worse. On trains, you were pressed so close to him, you smelled like sugar and warm spices. Your skin contrasted beautifully against his yellow costume as you held onto him. Brown, golden skin that he swore always shimmered in the sunlight. You both were able to finish earlier than you thought, so he decides to treat you a bit. You were already in the shopping district, and he saw how your eyes lingered on some of the displays. Laying a hand on your hip, he leaned down to your ear. “Would you like me to buy that for ya, Darlin?” He asks. You stifle a soft groan at how close he is; turning to him, you reply. “No! I should be treating you to something for helping me out today.”

His eyes darken a bit at those doe eyes you give him. Fuck, you look so cute. He stands up and looks around, smirking as he looks down at you. “Then I know how we both can win.” He says as he walks you down an ally, a hole-in-the-wall sex shop that you’re surprised the BMI hero would know of. As you both walk in, he brings you towards some expensive pieces. He tells you to pick out what you'd like as he sits down on a stool.

Watching you was a pleasure, watching you bounce around from display to display, skirt riding up as you bent down. He bit the inside of his cheek before he motioned for one of the employees.

You look up to see Fatgum whispering to one of the employees before looking back at you with a smirk. Picking a few sets, you walk up to him, face warm as you smirk back to him. He looks them over, letting out a low growl at the soft lace of one of the panties before nodding over to the employee again.

The walk back home was swift, entering your shop and making sure all of the blinds were drawn. Fatgum then pinned you against the front counter, licking and nibbling on your neck as he rubbed your clit through your panties. “Such a sweet boy for me...so tasty,” He says as he helps strip your clothes. He pulls out his favorite set along with a relatively thick butt plug. “If you’re ok with this, Darlin, I’d love to see you wear these while you bake me a little cheesecake, baby.” He says as he holds them out for you. You nod quickly, slipping on the lingerie and bending over to prep your ass. Before you can open the cap for the lube, he stops you. “Please sugah let me help ya.” He says as he pours lube over your hole. Groaning softly at how you clench around nothing. Gently pushing a finger against your hole, kissing down your back, he pushes one in. It takes a few minutes of him kissing your neck and ear as he stretches you out before sliding the lubed-up plug into your ass. You whimper at the stretch, your pussy dripping with arousal as he pulls up your panties. He kisses you deeply before patting your ass to the kitchen.

Cooking while being watched was something you were used to before, but with the current circumstances, your head was foggy. Fatgum would come up behind you to “help,” pressing the plug in your ass or groping your breast. Finally, as you placed the cheesecake in the oven with a water bath, you began prepping some toppings. As you began to whip up some cream, he decided it was time to push further. Pulling your panties down, he pressed your thighs together. Bending you over, he lifted you gently as he slid his cock between your thighs. Moaning softly at the heat radiating from your dripping center. Your head was spinning; you could smell his arousal mixed in with sweat. You desperately wanted to get on your knees and bury your nose in it. He was no better; wafts of your arousal filled his nose as the soft plushness of your thighs squeezed him perfectly.

You groan softly as you feel the head of his cock brush against your clit. Looking up at him, you whimper, “P-Please Taishiro. Fuck me, I can’t stand the teasing anymore.” You beg. In response, he spreads your thighs apart and presses you down onto the counter. He can’t help himself but allow his hands to wander over your soft skin, admiring every stretch mark, scar and blemish. “Fuck Baby Boy… ‘Ave I ever told ya how beautiful you are?” He asks as he undoes your top. You’re about to respond until you feel his large hands grope your breast. Kneading them gently, your body shivers, “N-No, but I could tell with how you look at me.” You respond with a soft smile.

He leans down and kisses you gently on the lips, cradling your face in his hands like you’ll break at any second. He lifts one of your legs up onto his shoulder, wrapping the other around his waist. You gasp, seeing just how big he is, almost 12 inches long; it’s slightly darker than the rest of him, it's as thick as a can of soda, and you briefly worry about how it will fit. “Don’t be scared, my little darlin’. I’ll make sure you feel really good.” He says as he presses the tip against your entrance. He leans down again, kissing you deeply as he begins to push in. You whimper and grip his shoulders, feeling the head of his cock push through your entrance. He stops and gently pulls out before pushing back in, reaching down to rub your clit as he works his cock. Finally, after a few moments, he's able to bottom out inside of you. Even with your soft stomach, you can still see the outline of his cock in you. He moans loudly, seeing it as well; pressing down on it gently, he begins a steady pace. His large, heavy balls slap against your ass as he grips your thigh with one hand. The other is near your head, trying to keep himself steady.

“F-faster Taishiro~ Please faster!” You moan out as you begin to pinch and pull on your nipples. He doesn’t protest; pressing your knees to your chest, he starts thrusting faster. His precum fills you up and begins to drip down onto the floor; loud nasty slapping sounds reverberate against the tile walls as he continues his fast pace. He’s grunting like a bull as he sees your breast and stomach squished under your thighs and his hands. You’re so soft and sweet and beautiful to him; he wants to take you home and spoil you.

“Taishiro! Oh my god, I’m gonna cum!” You moan out as you feel your walls tighten around his cock. He grunts as he holds you close, face nuzzled into your tight curls as he wraps his arms around you, legs dangling off of his broad shoulders. “Cum for me, Sugah Plum~ Cum all over daddy’s cock” He grunts as he moves you like a fleshlight. “Daddy daddy daddy! Fill me up! Please fill me up!” You respond. He leans back to watch your face as he thrusts as deeply as he can before holding you down on his cock. He groans loudly as his cock twitches pumping you full of cum. His body shivers as he can’t help but continue to hump you gently as he breeds you. You don’t fight it, tightening your legs around him as your cunt milks him.

You’re both blissed-out, kissing each other sloppily as he humps you. Tongues and teeth clash together as you pant for more. “Y-Y/n, I love you, I love you please be mine.” He says as he reaches down to rub your clit, extending your orgasm along with his. You nod frantically as he licks and sucks on your neck, “I love you too~ Please mark me up, Taishi” You moan out as you feel his cock harden again.

You’re both startled by the timer going off. Not wanting to pull out, he holds you close to him with one hand as he maneuvers to get the cheesecake out of the oven. Placing it on the cooling rack, he looks down at you with a smirk. “I hope you have enough energy, my little cheesecake, cause I’m gonna make sure you reak of my cum for days.”

#fatgum x reader #fatgum smut #ftm!reader #fatgum #cernunnos writing #bnha x reader #what's cookin' good lookin'#taishiro toyomitsu #bnha taishiro #taishiro x reader #taishiro smut #poc!reader

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xgummibearx · 3 years

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Hit with a quirk (part 1.5?): Fatgum X reader

Summary: I explained in a short prelude how a bunch of pro heroes all got hit with a quirk that turned them into children, I'll be doing a short fic for each of the heroes where the reader will be looking after them until the effects wear off. We will be starting with Fatgum.

(X)= Insert name

(No warnings, just wholesome fluff.)

REWORK IN PROGRESS

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"Alright Tamaki, Eraserhead and Present Mic didn't check in." Fatgum adjusted his glove, "they're going after some trouble maker misusing his quirk, we gotta make sure they're okay." Tamaki nodded, his hood over his eyes.

They wandered through the dark, carefully approaching their last known location. There were only a few lights that illuminated the dark alley, a loud scream suddenly making Fatgum's ears ring. Was that Hizashi? It certainly felt like it...why did his voice sound so strange?

It was quite a sight, a short scraggly blonde kid running frantically alongside a small boy with dark hair that covered his face. "They...look familiar, what's going on?" Fatgum though, when suddenly a figure in a bright purple cloak appeared from the alleyway.He laughed, watching the kids run.

"You heroes, once I deal with the lot of you this city will be in utter chaos!" Tamaki leaped forward, grabbing the kids. However, the black haired kid barely touched his arm when Tamaki suddenly was surrounded by a puff of smoke.

"An explosion quirk!?" Fatgum thought, no that couldn't be it. The villain was laughing and slowly walking over as Fatgum ran to Tamaki. "Suneater! What-" He froze, Tamaki was small, whimpering and scared. "You're...a kid?!" The other two also stared up at Taishiro, making the large hero freeze."Aizawa...Hizashi?." Fatgum suddenly looked up and standing over him was the tall thin figure.

"Gotcha hero!" He was gripped tight on the shoulder by the villain and before Fatgum knew it he was engulfed in the same smoke he had seen surrounding Tamaki. When Taishiro opened his eyes, he was alot smaller. He had no recollection of what happened or what was going on, but the small round boy took one look around and saw three others cowering in fear and a tall guy in a cloak laughing like the villains he saw in the cartoons. He screwed up his face and kicked the guy in the knee. The villain howled with pain, alerting the other nearby heroes as Tai helped pull a small Tamaki to his feet.

"RUN!"

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It took the police hours after the arrest to round up Fatgum and the others, they were found by Mirio and Sir Nighteye in an alley huddled behind a dumpster scared stiff.

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Fatgum was exhausted, holding onto Midnight's hand as she lead him up the stairs of a small apartment building. He was hungry, he had burned through most of his fat from running, and had burned through his energy even faster than that. "I'm tired..." He mumbled, rubbing his eyes.

Midnight smiled, "I know don't worry. I have a friend that's going to let you stay over. It will be better than sleeping outside right?"

He nodded softly, his face still chubby and round.

(x) opened the door as soon as Midnight knocked. "Oh my gosh..." The first thing the two did was guide the now much smaller BMI hero to the washroom. After the bathwater was ready, they closed the door behind him so he could get cleaned up.

The two women sat in the livingroom sipping tea.(X) kept her voice low, "Midnight!? When you said the pros were turned into kids I...I thought you were joking!?" She shrugged.

"It's a strange phenomenon...but who better to help take care of this than UA's early child quirk development specialist?" She gave (x) a satisfied smile. "We found out it was a guy with an anti aging quirk that was hiked up on enhancers...so, you think you can take care of the big guy for the next few days until this wears off?"

"Miss (x)?" The small roly poly boy was peeking around the corner into the room, wearing a bathrobe that was way too big. "can I have a snack before bed?" (X) took a deep breath.

"Okay, I put a sweater and some shorts in the spare room, I'll bring your snack in a minute." The blonde boy grinned from ear to ear.

"Gee, you're real nice! Thank you lady!" He giggled loudly, his footsteps thumping along the floor as he excitedly ran.

"I think you can handle it...now I've gotta go; poor Nighteye and Mirio are trying to look after Tamaki."

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It was shocking to see Taishiro as a child, with her position (x) was familiar with most of the pros and would describe Fatgum as a gentle giant. However, as a rampaging seven year old he was hyper and talked a mile a minute. She hoped that he had grown up with rich parents, if the school weren't reimbursing her for groceries she would have broken the bank.

Taishiro would loudly play pretend, and somehow incorporate a fight scene in any game. He was surprisingly good at entertaining himself, and nearly gave (x) a heart attack when he fell off the top of the couch with a squeal of laughter. "Oh no! They got me!" He shouted as he lay on the floor and laughed, showing that familiar grin. He burned through his fat very quickly, and was constantly hungry.

Between mouthfuls he would have streams of questions, only to excitedly interrupt her answers with a sudden memory of a story or random fact.

It came to no surprise that with such a large amount of energy was a huge crash and she would find him asleep throughout the day in the most random places. The hours lazily passed by, and (x) soon finished making a warm wonton soup as the rain gently fell outside.

"Tai? Dinner time!" She finished setting the table, looking around as she wiped her hands. (X) froze, not hearing the excited sound of his feet as he rushed to come to the table. Her blood ran cold, "Did that villain escape? Did Tai get into some chemicals!?" She heart was racing as she checked every room and cupboard.

"Tai?? Taishiro!?" She was calling, when she suddenly threw the curtain back from the bathtub. Her shoulders relaxed, there he was. Curled up in the tub, sound asleep with her cat. (X) laughed softly to herself, kneeling beside the tub to wake him up.

He sleepily walked to the table, and silently ate what must have been three whole bowls of soup. After he was bathed and wearing fresh pyjamas it was time for bed. As she took him to his room he softly gripped the sleeve of her sweater. "miss. (X)?" He looked worried.

She kneeled down, "What's wrong?" He was looking to the floor with soft red cheeks.

"I'm scared..." He looked embarrassed. "Last night was scary..." (X) sighed, kneeling down.

"will it help if I stayed in your room until you fell asleep?" He nodded slowly, holding her hand tight.

She left one of the lamps on, leaving the room in a small gentle glow as she tucked him in. "Now you need your rest, how does pancakes tomorrow morning sound?" He smiled sleepily.

"Okay..."

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Taishiro opened his eyes slowly as the early morning light creeped over the soft pink blankets. When he sat up the bed creaked a little under his full size. "Where..." The vivid memory of Tamaki and that villain flashed into his mind but after that...that couldn't have really happened did it?

When Fatgum looked over, he saw (X) asleep in a chair and he felt his face burn. "...I am never going to hear this end of this..." He made a mental note to apologize to his poor mother, how in the world did she do it?

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(X) woke to the sound of a whisk mixing something, and the blankets were messed up. "Did he get up already?" She mumbled, sighing. "Tai, you should have waited for me you're going to hurt yourself." She called, "besides you can't reach the...stove." She walked into the kitchen to see Taishiro, fully grown. The quirk wearing off had completely burned his fat off. In a way he was thankful otherwise he wouldn't have been able to fit into any of the clothes laying around the house. He had a few stacks of pancakes already completed, and flour dusting his hair.

"Uhm hey (X)...I..." He slowly slid a plate of pancakes onto the table." I made you breakfast..." He scratched the back of his head, thinking about the last twenty four hours. "I made you breakfast..." He repeated, unsure what to say. His stomach was twisting in knots. I'm so sorry for this whole mess!" (X) smiled, her mouth wrinkling a little and before she knew it she was laughing, in moments the both of them just stood there laughing before digging into the pancakes.

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hxnmantii · 4 years

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Fatgum Relationship Hc’s

Tw: Has very little suggestive themes, fluff

Pairing: Taishiro x gn! Reader

Rating: PG-13

A/n: the love I have for this man is unmatched. I just wanna cuddle on his stomach. Also he’s country cuz I said so

Let’s get started with, if you don’t love this man in both of his forms, this ain’t for you

Anyways, continuing on

Fatgum, the BMI hero, is obsessed with your everything.

Down from the sole of your feet to the scalp of your head, he think that you’re a piece of art, a masterpiece.

He loves and wants you to sit next to him or sit in the crook of his arm and tell him about your day, the drama at work, meaningless things, anything that comes to your mind

Because he loves not only hearing you talk but he also loves the fact that you trust him enough to tell him these facts about you.

This man knows every restaurant in a 25 mile radius- big, small- doesn’t matter because he knows it.

So date night is anywhere for a huge discount (some restaurants don’t even charge him because of how many people he’s brought in just by being there)

Sharing his food and knowledge of all these restaurants is his love language.

Don’t let this man get body oil on his hands, he will massage you until all your muscles are so relaxed you can’t move or you falling asleep

Meaning his massages are godly

And That’s only because he knows how to properly use his hand whether it’s in the kitchen helping you cook, doing your hair (or the bedroom)

He doesn’t need to be reassured constantly about his weight or body due to the fact that he knows he fat and there’s no shame to that.

(He’s literally known for being confident and helping students become confident in themselves and his name is literally fatgum.)

But if you were to praise him, his cheeks would get all red and a dopey smile would on his lips as he picks you up to kiss you on the cheek.

“Well shucks, you flatter me too much.”

Buys you matching cowboy hats and boots

Any and all of his clothes are yours.

He wants you—he needs you to wear his clothes. He enjoys how his clothes swallow you whole.

He has a ranch in his hometown so he takes you there from time to time to teach you how to ride the horses (this is the one of the few times he’s in his skinny form so that he doesn’t scare the horses)

Being a hero and always walking or running puts a lot of strain on his poor inner thighs so be a doll and help him put ointment on his thighs and stretch marks.

Add kisses to where you put them and he will pick you up to place kisses all over your face with heart eyes.

“How did I get so lucky to be with you?”

Not that this needed to be said but he is your biggest hype man with any decision of your body.

You don’t wanna shave? Okay that fine, shaving doesn’t equality to beauty

Wanna start working out? He’s helping you find the healthiest restaurants and shakes

Wanna eat 2 whole meals in one sitting? He’s supporting you 100% (might even encourage you to eat more😭)

He just wants to help in any possible way to make you feel confident in your own body.

When you guys sleep, you sleep on his stomach with his hand over you . (Most of the time you don’t even need a blanket lmao)

This is to reassure himself that he won’t accidentally squish you while sleeping.

He snores softly when he sleeps, not enough to be bothersome but enough to where you can feel it.

This man is an absolute goofball

He’ll randomly come up to you and start doing cheesy pickup lines that are so unoriginal and cringe, you can’t help but laugh😭

Taishiro doesn’t like arguing but he also doesn’t go for disrespect, he’s wants to talk it out but if you start wilding out on him he’s definitely going to tell you that he needs some time to himself to cool down

He doesn’t like PDA

I’m lying this man is the king of PDA. (Unless you’re not big on PDA)

He just adores showing you off to the point paparazzi has a bunch of pictures of your love struck moments.

He calls you “Honeybunches, cupcake, baby, gummy bear and short stack”

You guys have definitely been on one of those “love has no weight” commercials (it came with a free car so why the hell not??)

Make him little bento boxes but put your culture’s foods in it and he’ll jokingly demand you to make his lunch every single day.

But in actual seriousness, do it please

Kiri and Tamaki are your sons. You don’t have a say in this.

They will be the best guard dogs a person could ask for.

Overall, date fatgum❤️

Reblogs are appreciated

#fatgum #bnha fluff #bnha #fatgum x reader #taishiro x reader #black! reader #10/10 #I love one man #would marry that man in an instance #yes I do the cooking and yes I do the cleaning #he deserves the world plus more #princess's garden

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geminidentitycrisis · 3 years

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Fatgum x F!reader "What a Hero SHOULD do"

Whew.

You guys.

I've been gone a long while, life has been a rollercoaster, but I don't really wanna get into all that noise. Just happy to be in a good place right now.

That said, this was painful to write because I had planned the ending very differently...

I'm not officially in the bnha/mha fandom but, I just got into it recently and wanted to show some love to my favorite Pro!

Hope you guys like it!

I haven't written anything in a while, so please go easy on me...

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(WARNING! Mild angst)

"Hey, Fat...can I ask you something kinda personal...?"

Fatgum glanced down at his young intern with an eyebrow raised, tilting his head in curiosity. "Huh? Oh, sure. What's on yer mind?" he gave an encouraging grin to put Kirishima at ease. The red head craned his neck to look up at his boss, his own mouth twisted into a small frown.

"Have you asked _______ on a date yet...?"

He stumbled a bit but keeps walking, caught off guard by the question, a slight blush rising to his cheeks. "Woah, where did that come from?!" he asked in return with a nervous chuckle. "Well..." Kirishima continued "You guys seem really close. The way you look at her when you see her-"

"Hahaha!" the burst of anxious laughter interrupted and Red Riot looked up at Fatgum again in confusion. "You're reading too deep into it, man! We're just friends! Heh..." Toyomitsu tried to act casually, but it wasn't working at all.

Kirishima pouted a bit, deciding to push a little harder.

"...but, I think she has feelings for you, too-" the blonde stopped walking and stared down at him, his blush growing darker and spreading across the bridge of his nose, cutting him off again. "Okay, let's change the topic, huh? Maybe we should go somewhere else for lunch..."

Eyes widening a bit, Red Riot raised both hands defensively and shook his head. "No, no! I'm sorry...I won't mention it again..." his expression became one of defeat and disappointment, shoulders slumping as he continued to walk, staring down at the sidewalk.

With an inward wince, Toyomitsu followed close behind, his own gaze dropping to the ground as well. Silence passed between the Pro and his sidekick for several minutes before Fatgum spoke up again.

"Honestly, she deserves better..." he mumbled.

This was a surprise to Kiri, his mentor was always inspirationally self-confident, it was disheartening to hear such a comment from the man he so deeply admired. He opened his mouth to argue, but stopped himself when he remembered that he had already promised to drop the subject.

He felt bad for bringing it up now.

_______ was a sweet lady, she was funny and friendly, vivacious and beautiful, generous, tough and a fantastic cook. All Kirishima wanted was to see them both happy together. When they spotted each other through the window of the diner, their eyes lit up, a smile instantly formed on their lips, they would practically start glowing.

She always ran to jump into his arms, hugging around his neck, never failing to say how she missed him. He caught her every time, hiding his face in her hair as he hugged her back and would say he had missed her too, but especially her cooking!

If that isn't true love, Kiri thought, then what is...?

They finally made it to the diner and stopped outside. Fatgum looked through the window, and when he didn't see ______ anywhere, glanced at Red Riot again with a frown. "Listen, can I count on you to keep that little conversation between us? I don't want ______ to know how I feel..."

"You're not sick, are you??" a soft voice piped up from beside Toyomitsu.

It made both of them jump, startled. Fatgum whipped his head around to see ______ standing there, instead of her pretty smile, her face was flooded with worry at the thought of her Hero being ill or injured.

The Pro forced a crooked grin as the blush returned to his cheeks. "N-no, no, I'm fine! How's it goin'...?" he stuttered weakly.

She was clearly not convinced, the concern in her bright (e/c) eyes only deepened. "C'mon...all this time we've known each other, you think I can't tell when something's bothering you...?" he started to panic a bit but Red Riot swooped in to save the day like the rising star he was.

"Aw, he just had a big breakfast, that's all...he doesn't wanna hurt your feelings if he can't finish lunch." Kirishima answered casually with a lightly teasing undertone, arms crossing over his chest. She looked from him up at Fatgum who responded to her questioning expression with a sheepish grin and shrug.

At this, her smile bloomed in place, eyes twinkling mischievously as she playfully elbowed his broad, squishy belly. "Oh, c'mon! When have you ever left here without takeout, even after filling up?! As if it matters..." she giggled, hopping up into his arms as always, chin resting on his shoulder as she nuzzled against him sweetly.

"I'm just happy you're okay...I missed you!"

Bending at the waist with his arms extended, the blonde caught her effortlessly when she hopped up for the hug, sighing and closing his eyes as he rises to his full height, squeezing the small girl gently.

"Ahh, I'm fine, I'm fine...I missed you too..."

Kirishima gave a soft smile as he watched the exchange, dropping himself into the patio chair where he always sat when they came to the diner.

When he set her down, ________ smiled from him to his sidekick. "Your food should be done soon. It's a new recipe! I hope you guys like it!" then she waved over her shoulder as she walked back inside. Exhaling softly, Fatgum turned to sit as well. He glanced over at Red Riot, blushing a bit, only for it to get worse when he notices the toothy grin he's being flashed.

"...Oh, knock it off..." the pro grumbles, arms crossing and lowering his eyes to the tabletop.

"I didn't SAY anything...~!" Kirishima taunted childishly, arms folding behind his head as he leans back and closes his own eyes. "You didn't have to, punk." Tai shot back in typical big-bro style, reaching out across the table to muss the teens perfectly sculpted hair. "Aw, quit! It takes 40 minutes to set every morning!"

Fatgum chuckled, eyes rolling.

After some minutes passed, _______ returned with another server, both carrying trays of food which they placed on the table in front of the two heroes. "Wow! It looks so good!" they said simultaneously, earning a laugh from her.

"Well, I hope you like the taste even more. It's a cheeseburger-tater-tot-casserole. Dig in!" wasting no time, Kirishima and Toyomitsu start chowing down, both groaning happily around mouthfuls of the meal and nodding in approval. "Mmm...!" _______ laughed again, giving a thumbs up.

"Glad to hear it! I'll be right back with your drinks."

She left again but came back quickly with two pitchers and a cup, putting them between their plates. "Yer an angel, _____." Fatgum said with a grin, taking one of the pitchers and starting to drink from it. Red Riot snickered quietly before sipping his own drink.

"Oh, I just remembered! Check this out!" she said cheerfully, reaching behind her neck and starting to untie her apron. Upon glancing at her and noticing this, Fatgums eyes grew wide and a dark blush pooled in his cheeks, choking slightly on the ice water. "...?!"

Kiri froze, his eyes getting big as well and blushing slightly.

She dropped the top, revealing...

A tank top. With a picture of a sombrero. It said "If you don't like TACOS, I'm NACHO type"

Red Riot started laughing, covering his eyes with a hand as he tipped back his head. "Cute, right?!" she asked enthusiastically, looking from one to the other. Smiling weakly, Fatgum gave a slow nod. "It's great...really clever..." he wondered if steam would rise off him if he poured the rest of the water down his neck.

"Yeah, I knew I had to have it when I saw it. Anyway," she started to fix her apron again. "I'll let you guys finish eating. Let me know if you need boxes and your takeout oughtta be done before you get done with those. Enjoy!" with that, she walked off.

The blonde watched over his shoulder as she left before sliding his plate out of the way, folding his arms on the table and burying his face in them.

Grinning, Kiri nudged his foot under the table. "DON'T. SAY. A WORD." this reply only got him to laugh again, head shaking as he resumed eating. "Whatever you say, boss..." the red head hummed.

Between them, they were able to clear their dishes, waiting by the front door for the takeout, both content and full of tasty food. "Alright, guys. Here ya go! I'm glad you liked lunch, lemme know when you wanna try it again." Tai smiled down at her when she came out, taking the bags gratefully. "Yeah, definitely. Will do!"

______ hugged Kirishima tightly, pulling him down to place a kiss on his forehead, surprising him and making him blush faintly since she hadn't done it before. "Be safe, young man, you hear me?" she demanded. He answered with a broad smile and a nod. "Gotcha!"

"Ooh, do I get one of those?" Fatgum asked half jokingly, blushing too. Some color rose up on her cheeks as well, giving him a warm smile as she reached up for the BMI hero.

He put down the food to pick her up again for another hug, chuckling softly when she pressed a tender kiss against his cheek. "Aw, that was sweet!" Kirishima called up to them, earning a swift kick to the ass. "Ow! Hey!" the red head complained, rubbing the spot.

He set her down carefully with a deep sigh. She didn't let go of his arms and he looked at her in confusion. "Please be careful out there, Taishiro...I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to you..." he grinned, placing a hand on her head. "I will. I'll be back before ya know it!"

She pressed herself into his tummy, coming nowhere close to being able to wrap her arms around him but she gives him her best hug anyway. The pro didn't have to look at his intern to know he was smirking smugly. He hugged her back before stepping away to grab his bags again. "Well...see ya, _____."

He waved, smiling, then turned so they could head back out. They only took a few steps before Fatgum stopped and glanced back at her over his shoulder.

She was still there, offering another small smile and wave of goodbye.

"C'mon, man! Just go for it! You TOTALLY got this!" Kiri urged desperately. But he was still hesitant. It wasn't an issue of his own self-confidence, but his career. He was so busy that he would hardly have time for you, and the way Toyomitsu saw it, you deserved to be waited on hand-and-foot.

He dreamed about being with you, which meant his worst nightmare would be a villain or criminal using you as leverage against him. It was best to leave things the way they are. It's what he SHOULD do.

A real Hero isn't so selfish as to put their own desires ahead of the safety of those they cherish, he reminded himself. With a heavy heart, he forced a smile to hide the pain and waved back before looking down at the ground and sighing, eyes closing slowly.

"...I just...can't...

#taishiro x reader #taishiro toyomitsu x reader #taishiro toyomitsu x you #fatgum x reader #fatgum x you #mha x y/n #bnha x you #self insert #reader insert #Fatgum #Taishiro Toyomitsu

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burnedbyshoto · 4 years

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shinsou and the very terrible, horrible, no good, very bad shift

— You, a new sidekick, screw up a case for a Pro Hero Shinsou, and he demands compensation.

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pairing: older!shinsou hitoshi x younger fem!reader

warnings: age gap (shinsou 25, reader 18), nsfw, 18+, pwp, DEGRADATION, power imbalance, spanking, marking, cursing, shinsou is a major asshole, mindbreak, sorta subspace, happy ending for shinsou, depending on person unhappy ending for reader, public sex, dubcon because of power imbalance

word count: 3,892

a/n: happy halloween. this is mean degradation imo like I thought ive done degradation but this made all those look like praise kink. be careful and click out if its too much

kinktober day 20 main kink: degradation | kinktober masterlist

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How you ever forgot that as a high school hero-in-training student, you were a big fish in a tiny pond was beyond you. Well, to be quite honest, you never thought yourself to be a big fish, to begin with.

You were eighteen, a few months from turning nineteen and had just graduated from the hero course over at UA. That in itself was a huge accomplishment, one that you should take with bubbling pride and joy, but to be quite honest, having such a big name attached to you only made you nervous. To tell the truth, you often wondered just why a hero within the top 50 even scouted you to work as an intern with them and then offer you a position as a sidekick as soon as you entered your third year. Still, it seemed to be a common predicament with BMI Hero: FatGum.

Today was your first day on the job, no longer a student part of a hero work-study, but as a physical, government paid hero — a fickle sidekick! You shuddered as you slipped on the shoes to your outfit, your teeth gnawing at your bottom lip as you made your way out of the locker room, ready to report to your first assignment.

FatGum agency was quite a lovely place, loud and warm, being the first two adjectives you thought of when you first joined their ranks. It did wonders for your self-esteem, and seeing newly turned Pro Hero Suneater, who apparently was a million times more of a nervous mess than you were, made you feel oddly in good hands.

But still, nothing could keep you from the shock that ran through your body when FatGum proudly thrust forward a patrol route for you to follow.

“Alright, pipsqueak,” FatGum jovially spoke, his eyes closed while he smiled. “This is your route for the day! It should take about an hour to get through unless anything happens! You’ll go on the route every three hours, and in between those patrols, it’s the same paper system as before! Good luck out there, y/h/n, you got this!”

“Oh my god, no, I do not?!” you spluttered, hands shaking wildly as you went through the folder Fat had so quickly presented. “What if I die?!”

“You’ll be fine. Remember how Deku and Ground Zero complimented you the other day?”

“Yeah!” you exclaim, your face burning with your shame as you remembered that confrontation. “But that only happened because Deku is a living saint, and I spilled my noodles all over him and Ground Zero! Ground Zero was also, by the way, forced to compliment me by Deku! And all he said was that my combat skills were absolutely shitty but not as shitty as he thought they would be!”

“Ah yes, I remember Red Riot discussing how his friend was less than inept at expressing his gratitude,” FatGum hummed in memory, although that dumb, proud smile never left his face. “If I remember correctly, that means he has great respect for you!”

You made a dying noise at the back of your throat.

“But Deku doesn’t lie! He speaks honestly, so all his compliments were definitely true. Now, y/h/n, let's get through this day together, ne?”

You didn’t agree, but that wouldn’t stop him from throwing you out to the streets, your heart hammering in your throat as you walked through the path he used to take you on every day. Your smile was shaky and wobbly as the people you recognized waved and cheered you on. They were all excited to see you on your own.

However, they did point out that you were here an entire hour earlier than usual, but hey! That’s what happened when you went from being a student to trying to function as an adult!

“You’re okay, you’re okay, you’re okay,” you chanted as you passed by the spookiest alleyway on your patrol.

The hour-long patrol was almost done if your watch wasn’t lying to you: a full patrol and not a single instance of needing to help. Well, you had assisted some people in carrying groceries and holding a child as a mother shopped for dinner that night, but there were no altercations, nothing out of the ordinary.

You marched through the alleyway, your fists in a shaky clenched grip as cold, nervous sweat dripped down your neck.

You were okay, you are okay, you will be okay.

“Nothing to be afraid of! Just a normal, average, no villains insight day!” you spoke to yourself, your body shaking as you pass an opening in the alleyway, and you turn your head to look and freeze.

“Alright, and I don’t want fucking nobody hearing goddamn shit about this drug, got it?!” a man with a quirk that made him look like a blowfish snapped.

Six men stood in the alleyway, all with tall, massive, threatening vibes. You didn’t make a single noise; you knew that for a fact, but their gazes still fell on you the moment the man stopped speaking. A horrible, stupid movie cliche that happened too often in hero life.

Your life probably flashed before your eyes at that single moment, your body and mind instinctively moving to call the heroes before realizing that you were the hero now. What do you do?! What could you do?! Drugs?! Did they have drugs?!

Panicking greatly, you watched their mouths move, but you couldn’t hear them as you took in their faces in a blur. Before you knew it, your mind shut down, and your body took over. You weren’t sure what it was. If you were way stronger than the entire group or if you just had an untapped potential that burst open right now, because you blinked and suddenly there were all thrown onto the floor, busted and bloody and tied up.

You… you did it?!

“Oh my god!” you exclaimed, your hands rising to your mouth as you looked at each and every one of their smushed, dirty faces. “I WON?! I won, oh my god, I won — wait?!”

You stepped over to the purple-haired man on the floor, his mouth stuffed with a cloth fabric you probably shoved in there at some point.

“M-Mindjack-sensei?!” you cried, your excitement of betting this drug handoff simmering off immediately. “W-What are you doing? Were you gonna stop this drug handoff? I — oh my god, let me get this off!” You scrambled to get the restraints off of Shinsou, unaware of the way the other captured men glared at Shinsou, utterly shocked and betrayed as you cleared him.

“Thank you for the capture, y/h/n!” a police officer congratulated you as you freed Shinsou, and you smiled, nodding your head. “Is it just four of them?”

You froze.

You had counted six men at first, and with Shinsou recovered, that made five men.

“I didn’t… I lost one of them?” you deflated, all sense of confidence draining you as Shinsou remained on the floor.

“Ah,” the police officer grimaced, his head shaking before he paused and looked up at you with a halfhearted smile. “Well, you still did good work! We’ll see what drug they were talking about, and if it’s nothing too crazy, they’ll be good to go!”

“Yeah, of course,” you smile weakly, feeling ready to cry as you hold onto your wrist.

“But, uh, who’s the guy on the ground?” he nodded towards Shinsou, who was looking entirely pissed off and ready to bite like some cornered, raging animal.

“Oh, Mindjack!” you respond, hands motioning toward one of the other older Pro Heroes you looked up to.

The police officer stared at Shinsou, an unconvinced look on his face.

“I thought he was… ah, well, old? And didn’t he have black hair?” he muttered before shrugging. You didn’t manage to stutter out your knowledge of the older man with black hair being Eraserhead because he was long gone already, fingers pressed to his radio, chatting with his HQ.

Breathing out a nervous sigh, you turned to Shinsou with a shy and fully apologetic smile. “I am so sorry for hurting you! Are you okay?” you asked, your eyes scanning the older heroes' stance, unable to read anything but annoyance radiating from his body.

“No, I’m not okay, actually,” Shinsou spat, his face finally looking up from the floor, and you felt your throat run thick at the rage and anger simmering from his face.

“W-Wha—” you stammer, taking a step back, overwhelmed.

“You just fucking ruined six months of undercover work,” he seethed, his feet moving to stalk towards you. You found yourself stumbling backward, looking everywhere but at him. You can feel your balance giving; the cold filth of the alleyway wall your saving grace as his fingers grabbed your jaw, forcing you to face him. His purple eyes black in his fury. “I don’t think you realized just how badly you fucked up?! You stupid fucking child!”

A wash of ice-cold realization flooded through you, the horror of what you knew you just did completely dawning on you as tears sprung in your eyes. You felt nauseous, utterly sick to your stomach because this seasoned Pro Hero definitely had shit to do, and you practically shat all over it.

“I am so sorry,” you whimper, pain shooting through you just slightly at the grip he has on your chin. “I am so so sorry, i-is there anything that I c-can do?! How can I-I fix it?!”

“You think I need help from some crybaby?” Shinsou snapped, thoroughly unimpressed by you, his eyes narrowing further. You didn’t even realize you were crying already.

“I-I’m useful, I promise!” you cry a bit more, your body struggling as the older hero trapped you against the wall, his face glowering down at you with the intensity of a million suns. “I-I’m a sidekick over a-at Fatgum’s agency, but, oh fuck, I’m so sorry! I’ll do anything you ask of me!”

There’s a looming silence, a heavy tension as his eyes drop from your eyes to your parted wet lips. He’s much taller than you, and you can feel every heavy breath expelling on your face.

“You think a pathetic, worthless little sidekick is able to do anything for me?” Shinsou snapped, his eyes narrowing as he loomed even closer. “A pathetic fucking bitch like you? I don’t think you can give me even a simple fucking action that would prove your worth.”

The words are hot embers on your ears, making your jaw drop, and your body trembles at the simple degradation. You feel your tears hot on your cheeks, your parted lips invaded by his dirt-covered fingers as he pressed onto your tongue. It had to be the shock of it, the reality of the hot, hard dick pressing into your stomach and the way he was staring at you like some piece of fucking meat, but you gagged around his fingers.

“Why am I not fucking surprised, you goddamn fucking whore,” he sneered, his fingers shoving faster into your mouth, pressing dangerously hard against your tongue, trying to get you to gag and choke around his fingers. “You fucking sure you’re a fucking sidekick? Look at you, pathetic, stupid, crying like a baby in an alleyway? You’re a hero, aren’t you? Fucking save yourself from this, you fucking bitch.”

You violently shake, your hands finding themselves tethered to his shirt, your head shaking nonetheless.

“Oh, you don’t want to save yourself?” He coos, his expression turning the slightest bit amused, maybe a bit possessive, but it lasts a second. You blink, and anger has replaced the amusement, red streaking in his vision. “Why the fuck not?”

“B-Because,” you strangle, your tongue flat against your mouth, your throat instinctively opening and closing against his fingers. “I said I’ll do anything y-you wanted!”

There’s another pause, and you wait pressed against the wall, your chest heaving with your anxiety and weird turned-on state. Shinsou was a Pro Hero, someone who was eight years older than you, someone you had respected since you were in grade school. Yet, here you were, looking nothing more than a slab of meat to him, a hole for him to abuse in his anger because you had fucked up.

“Oh, you stupid fucking slut,” he laughed, his teethed bared into a feral smirk. “You want this, huh. You want to please me any way I see fucking fit, fucking perfect. Turn around.”

There’s no room to argue or think; he turns you around without a second's notice. His hand shoving your chest into the wall, and you cry at the discomfort. He grabs your ass, pushing you uncomfortably into an arched position as he tears your pants down from your legs.

“You’re a worthless fucking cumdump. Not even noon yet, and I’m going use your fucking body however I see fit.” Shinsou promises, fingers raking down your supple ass. Nails tearing into your skin, fingers slapping your covered cunt. “You worthless fucking slut, dirty fucking whore, already goddamn wet.”

“I’m n-not wet!” you cry, hips spasming against his rough hold, and slaps to your aching cunt. You know it’s a lie, you know that clear as day, but it doesn’t keep you from lying. Doesn’t stop you from shivering when he pinches at the cloth of your panties and removes them from your sopping wet folds.

“You think I don’t know if you’re wet or not?” Shinsou growled in warning, his fingers pinching together your soaked folds. An action that makes you cry loudly, the sharp pain too much for you. “You think I’m some fucking idiot?”

“N-No!” you cry, his fingers shifting to where your throbbing entrance is and his other hand going to your mouth, once again claiming your lips as his nails purposefully impose pain on your heated cunt.

“You must think that since you’re lying to me,” he snaps, his mouth pressed to your ear, his hot breaths making your eyes roll to the back of your head. You want to speak up, say something, but his fingers are fucking your mouth, keeping you from speaking back. “But again, you aren’t fucking worth anything, are you? You’re not fucking anything.”

Those words whip against your skin, making you twist in his arms, hot tears pushing past your eyes again as you cry.

“Oh, you don’t like that?” Shinsou comments, his fingers pinching and pulling your tongue, and his hips begin to grind his hot, burning flesh into your ass. “Well, you better stop fucking crying because I’m not gonna stop until I’m fucking done — until I’m fucking relieved. This isn’t about you; this is for me. You aren’t shit, fucking worthless piece of shit whore.”

You sob into the brick wall, the tears unable to be stopped, unable to clear as his fingers that were scraping at your folds begin to fuck you at the same time as he fingers your mouth faster. The sensation of being outside, finger fucked in an alleyway by a Pro Hero you admired and respected beyond comparison, made you tremble with want and need. His cruel, completely degrading words a warm fire in your belly and against your skin.

The sounds of the wet caverns he was currently fucking begin to echo in the wall, his throbbing cock grinding against your ass. It’s a sensation that makes you cry with need, your ass shifting back to feel him more, to get more from the contact he’s giving you.

“Of course some screwup like you likes this shit,” Shinsou grunted, his fingers fishing and rubbing against the spongy warmth of your walls, fingers scraping ever so gently against the velvetiness. You spasm against his touch, your whiney, pleasure-filled noises filling up the alleyway almost as loudly as the choking and the squelching of your pussy.

His hands suddenly leave your mouth, and you’re heaving at the deserted feeling in your mouth. You whip your head around, trying to see just why he had abandoned your mouth, desperate to please him more in any way he saw fit. But instead, you’re met with the sicky coldness of your saliva spread across your face. Almost instantly drying against your face as your still tear-soaked eyes looked into his dark ones.

“Don’t look so fucking sad, stupid cockslut,” Shinsou snapped, his hand that had been fucking your cunt abandoning your warmth and meeting your face. You whined, unable to come up with words as he spreads your slick against your face. A shiver wrecks your spine, a pathetic whimper at the smell, and the feel of the warm thickness of your slick. “You wanted this, fucking asked me to wreck your worthless holes.”

“I-I’m not sad,” you try to defend yourself, your body shaking as you feel the heated warmth of his cock suddenly between the curves of your ass. It presses heavily onto you, skin twitching and throbbing with its emitting warmth and simmering heat.

Shinsou pauses, his eyes deadly and threatening as he glares at you. Unamusement heavy in his gaze, his mouth set in a small, teeth-baring snarl. “Then why the fuck are you crying? You think you deserve to be crying right now? No. You fucking worthless slut, you don’t. You ruined my damn shift, my damn case, I should be the one fucking crying. Your pathetic ass is worthless and tried to make my life the same, and that won’t fucking fly.”

The words tighten at your throat, your body trembling as tears continue to flow. His words are white-hot against your skin, and although it hurts to hear it, your cunt clenches in response, slicking even more.

His hand comes down suddenly onto your ass. The slap sharp and stinging, echoing loudly against the alleyway walls as you scream in pain. It throbs, your back contorting as you try to stretch the skin that makes you ache. But Shinsou spanks your ass again, without warning, his hand unmerciful against your soft, swelling flesh. You yelp again.

He spanks again, and again, and again. Each echoing action sending your voice screaming, counting them without even being told, succumbed to him and his every action and thought without needing to be. He spanks you until your ass feels raw and bloody, the bruises undoubtedly forming as he pinches the folds of your dripping cunt.

“Stick your ass out more,” he growls, tugging at the fold, making you stumble. The cock pressing onto the split of your ass feels heavy, and you twitch at the seeping pre-cum dripping onto your muscled rim. The bricks scratch at your face, and you find your ass wiggling out further from the wall, your back arched more as the cold wall sings through the clothes on your breast. “I’m not gonna put more fucking effort into fucking a goddamn worthless bitch than I should.”

And with that, your ass perfectly exposed for him to use and fuck. His throbbing cock presses through your pussy and slams all the way into you.

There were many pains you were used to as an aspiring hero. You were used to being punched, kicked, stabbed, thrown about, etc. Each of those pains were something you had been taught to make feel better, each pain demonstrated to you so that it wouldn’t be the thing that took you out. But there was no training for the way that his thick cock pressed through your impossibly tight entrance. There was no pain that could relate to the white fire of your rapidly fluttering entrance that was trying too hard to keep up with his slamming thick cock.

“IT HURTS!” you shriek, body twisting, tears flooding your cheeks as you feel weak in the legs. Body moments from falling. “It hurts so much! Please! It hurts!”

“Oh? It hurts? It's supposed to fucking hurt you fucking idiot, fucking whore,” Shinsou snapped in return, his hips firing into even faster than before. His massive body practically caving onto you as his cock rockets into you. Unforgiving, relentless, and with the drive to make him cum. Your vision swirls and spins as the pain reaches its peak, your mouth opening, your voice no longer working. But oh, how the saliva dripped from your mouth as his hands abandoned your waist to grab onto your stretched cheeks. He held onto your cheeks like some gag, slamming your head into his chest so your dazed eyes could stare up at him as his menacing gaze bore down on you. “You think this was supposed to make you feel good? I don’t give a shit if you cum. This is for me. I’m not fucking stopping until I’m done using you, so shut the fuck up.”

Your whimper is soft, no longer able to keep up with the pleasure your body begins to reach as the pain becomes one of pure bliss. Your eyes crossing as every thrust of his welcomed cock drives you further and further up the wall. The squelching of your meeting sexes almost sounds like a nursery rhyme. A pleasant noise that makes you giggle deliriously as Shinsou continues to degrade you continues to spout how insignificant you are.

“Your only purpose in your shit life is to be my fucking cumdump, fucking bitch, do you understand me?” Shinsou spat, his thrusting becoming barbaric, stammering in his power and speed. You laugh, your head nodding as you stare up at him with loving eyes, the drool and tears on your face trailing down your throat, soaking your uniform. “Tell me what your purpose is?”

“To be your cumdump!” you laugh, elation bubbling in your chest, fluttering deep around your cunt until you felt Shinsou’s teeth sink into your throat.

The feeling of hot, sticky cum expelling into your cunt feels like blistering euphoria, his heavy, rough breathing on your skin, making you moan softly. Your own orgasm hits, much softer, much more controlled than his as your walls clamp down like a vice around him. Your orgasm is warm, sounding deep within you that you almost didn’t realize you were dropped to the floor.

A soft, pitiful moan sounds from your lip, your eyes focused on Shinsou, who’s shoving his limp cock back into his pants, but his eyes are on the skyline.

“I-I’m sorry for messing up your… your case,” you rasp on the floor.

Shinsou shifts on his feet, his gaze lingering longer onto the skyline before finally setting onto you. The anger seems to have disappeared, a look of slight boredom but the excitement in his eyes as he leans down over you. You feel breathless when his mouth presses against yours in a short, chaste kiss.

“I think you just helped me keep my cover, slut; maybe you do have some worth,” he laughed against your mouth.

He leaves you there, your body going limp and blackness taking over the moment he disappears.

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Omg can I get scenarios about how you think Fatgum and Mirio would react if they found out that their crush thought they didn’t like them?? 😭😭 ty!!!!! ❤️

From Cindy: Wowzer! I really liked this request but it took me a couple days to get some ideas worked out in my head. I’m happy with the way they turned out, and I hope you are too anon!!

A Crush?! (Fatgum x Reader) and (Mirio x Reader)

FATGUM

When Taishiro Toyomitsu first opened his hero agency in the lively city of Osaka, his first priority had been to hire a cook to work there. Because his quirk relied heavily on the amount of fat stored up in his body, it was important to have a constant source of food available. Snacks and small meals between and during patrols did little to keep him fully powered, so finding someone who could meet his extreme dietary needs was of the upmost importance.

The first few people he’d brought onto his team hadn’t worked out so well. Even though he had no complaints about their food, they just couldn’t seem to keep up with his immense appetite. They got too caught up in the presentation, plus the portions were just too small. When the BMI hero finally hired you right out of culinary school, he was relieved to find your approach to his food conundrum much more satisfying.

He never had to worry about going hungry when he got into his agency anymore. Not only did you made sure there was plenty of food readily available for him, but you also kept his diet balanced with healthy foods that contained enough calories to fatten him up for his patrols. The food itself kept Taishiro’s stomach happy and full, but the effort and care you put into your work definitely started having an effect on his heart too after a while. Your dedication to keeping him in top shape drew his attention until he found himself starting to look forward more to seeing and talking to you than even eating your delicious food.

Taishiro wasn’t the type to lie to himself about his feelings. He knew perfectly well that he’d developed a little crush on you. He wasn’t exactly sure how to go about confessing though, or if he even should. His schedule didn’t leave much time for dating, and he didn’t want to start something if he wasn’t going to be able to dote on you the way he was starting to desperately want to.

Little did he know, on the other side of things, you were struggling to deal with the feelings you had for him too. You had always thought your boss was a nice guy, but after seeing his jolly and friendly behavior every day, you couldn’t help the crush that had creeped up on you. You tried your best to put it out of your mind, assuming there was no way a great hero like Taishiro could return your feelings. It wasn’t as if he did anything to make you feel otherwise. He was as kind and encouraging to you as anyone else you’d seen him interact with. It was just that you knew the nature of your job made your personality come off a bit too overbearing to really spark a romance. You constantly berated yourself after each and every interaction you had with him, physically cringing as you remembered the nagging comments you’d made.

“I know you need the calories for your quirk, Taishiro, but don’t forget to eat some fruits and vegetables too.”

“Eat another bowl of rice, Taishiro. You never know when you’ll need that little extra push when fighting a villain.”

“Taishiro, don’t forget to take the leftovers with you in case you get hungry out there! It’s better for you than all that street food you’re always picking up on patrol.”

When you thought about it, you really pestered him way too much. Sure, it was your job to feed him, but still, he was a grown man. He didn’t need you bothering or lecturing like he was some kind of kid. The only reason you even acted the way you did was because you cared and worried about him, but how it came across was probably annoying and patronizing. This is why you were confident he’d never like you the way you liked him.

Eventually, the combination of your feelings for him and the concern over his impression of you becomes too much and you decide to confront him. You get to the agency early one day and make him some fresh jelly filled donuts.

“Hey! You hardly ever make stuff like this!” Taishiro chuckles, “What’s the occasion?”

“It’s my way of saying thank you for putting up with me,” you shrug awkwardly. “I know I’m a bit of a nag sometimes.” Your words take the hero by surprise.

“I don’t think you’re a nag at all!” He sounded upset to hear you say that. “I hope I never gave you the idea that I did.”

“No,” you shake your head. “You didn’t… I just figured you were nice to me just to be polite.”

“What?” Taishiro shakes his head, “You couldn’t be further from the truth. If I’m being honest, I’ve actually developed quite the soft spot for you.” You look up into his eyes, a feeling of hope spreading through you.

“Yeah,” Taishiro laughs and scratches the back of his head bashfully. “I guess you could say I have a bit of a crush on you.” The conversation had definitely taken an unexpected turn, and you couldn’t be happier.

“I…” You hesitate for a moment but then give in. “I have a crush on you too! I have for a while. I never dreamed you could feel the same way.” The smile that stretched across the hero’s face warmed your heart.

“How could I not feel the same way?” He chuckles while patting his large belly. “I’ve never met anyone else who could keep both my stomach and my heart so full.” His words were music to your ears. And now that you both were on the same page about your feelings, you could sit down together and start discussing important questions about the future, like where he was going to take you on your first date.

MIRIO

Getting a job as a server at the mundane little diner on the outskirts of town had only meant to be a temporary gig to help you save up some extra money for school. Your campus was just a short train ride from the restaurant, and your apartment was even closer. It wasn’t glamorous or anything, but it paid the bills. Besides, it was just a stepping stone in the path to your dream job, so you were more than willing to deal with it until a bigger more fulfilling opportunity came along.

What you hadn’t expected after starting the job was that you’d be terrible at it. You didn’t realized how bad your short term memory was until you found yourself forgetting people’s orders, or taking meals to the wrong tables. If that wasn’t bad enough, you also had a hard time balancing plates of food and were always dropping glasses and silverware accidentally. Luckily, your boss was a pretty chill and forgiving person and hadn’t felt the need to fire you yet. You really didn’t want to go through the trouble of finding another job, so you continued doing the best you could each and every day.

A few weeks after being hired, you started to feel the tiniest bit more confident about your abilities as a server. At the very least, you were getting better at remembering orders. Thankfully, there were a lot of regulars that got the same things every time which made your job easier. You were just starting to get into a comfortable routine when life decided to throw you a curveball. There was no way you could stop yourself from tripping over your own feet and almost spilling some poor customers breakfast all over the floor when you saw the pro hero, Le Million, walk into the diner with one of his hero friends. Thankfully you managed not to fall on your face or drop any food. Your relief was short lived, however, when Le Million walked right over and took a seat at a table in your section.

You knew it was going to be a disaster as soon as you walked over and forgot what you should even do. Being so close to Le Million was triggering a meltdown in your brain. He was your favorite hero and you honestly had a huge crush on him. Having him looking right at you with those cheerful blue eyes and wide friendly smile was extremely overwhelming.

“Uh…” You stood there blankly with the pen and pad in your hand.

“I think we’re going to start with something to drink!” Le Million speaks up with a light laugh which sparks you back to life.

“Ok, right!” you shake your head and try to focus. “What’ll you have?”

“I’ll have coffee,” he says before gesturing to his companion. “I think you usually take hot green tea right?” The friend nods so you write the order down.

“A hot green tea and a coffee for Le Million,” you mumble without meaning to.

“Oh, I’m on my lunch break!” he corrects you with a grin. “So, you can call me Mirio.”

“Right,” you nod excitedly. “Mirio”

You do your best to function as you continue to serve him. You somehow bring black tea instead of green, but Mirio just waves off the mistake with a wave of his hand. You swear you write down the correct order for him word for word, but humiliation consumes you when his friend points out that there were tomatoes on his hamburger even though he’d asked for none. You offer to bring him a new plate but he tells you it’s unnecessary. He doesn’t even pick off the tomatoes before taking a huge bite.

When Mirio and his friend finally leave, you feel yourself deflate. You were thankful the embarrassing experience was over, but part of you wished you’d made a better impression. The universe must’ve been out for you because the next day, it decided to grace you with a second chance. Mirio walked back into your diner with his friend, taking the same table as the day before. You tried to do a better job at serving him this time but you still fumbled a few things. This continued for a few weeks. For some reason, Mirio kept coming back and sitting in your section. You had no idea why since he must be sick of your horrible service by now. You tried to think of a logical explanation for a while, but always came up empty.

“Um, Mirio,” you tell him one day as he hands you the money to pay for his bill. “I know I’m not the best server in the world, so you don’t have to sit in my section every time.”

“But then I wouldn’t get to talk to you!” Mirio replies instantly, looking taken aback by your words.

“Oh,” you hadn’t expected a response like that. “But I always mess up your order.”

“That’s all right!” Mirio perks back up, “As long as you keep doing your best, that’s what matters! Plus, I’ve been sort of biding my time, looking for the right moment to ask for your number. I think you’re really cute.” He winces a little bit as if preparing for rejection. The confession startles you and you somehow end up missing his hand while giving back his change, causing coins to scatter across the counter. Mirio just smiles and helps you pick it all up.

“I can really give you my number?” you ask in shock once the money is back in his hands.

“Yeah!” He assures you, “As long as I’m allowed to call it!” You felt yourself blush, but managed to stay calm enough to grab a napkin and scribble your number down. Mirio thanked you before heading out with his hero friend to go back on patrol. It was less than a minute later when your phone buzzed in your pocket with a message from your hero crush.

It said, “I can’t wait to see you again tomorrow!”

You’re still in a state of shock as you hug your phone to your chest. You’d initially taken the diner job as a way to save money for school, but maybe fate had brought you here for something else entirely.

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