#bnha lemon au

[blackberreh-art]

Caught between Heaven and Hell 🤭

You can view the full thing on patreon for just $2 a month!

[pleathewrites]

bellow the fire into my deadened lungs

chapter 2 excerpt — dabihawks first time read full story here

The second the door shuts with Shouto and Natsuo’s leave, Touya pushes the hero towards his bedroom and pounces on him, causing Keigo to fall back onto his bed with an, “oof!” 

Touya swallows Keigo’s laughter and pulls at the hem of the hero’s shirt, rucking it up to mouth at the tanned skin of his sternum. Keigo moans and arches his back, quickly taking off his shirt and pressing his feathers along the healthy skin his hands don’t reach, talons slightly biting into the flesh of Touya’s thighs.

Keigo’s hands slide up to squeeze Touya’s ass, appreciating the fat that’s accumulated on the scarred man’s body from eating regularly this past month. Keigo groans at the give and moves one hand to grip at Touya’s waist — the soft squish of Touya’s belly makes heat tingle at the base of Keigo’s spine.  

Touya pulls back to fully look at Keigo. The way Keigo’s chest shines with his spit, glints in the dim light around the darker marks made by his own teeth, makes Touya bite his lip.

“Touya, c’mere,” Keigo mumbles, the hands at Touya’s thighs and waist pulling him over to meet Keigo’s open mouth, the hero's tongue sliding inside and lighting the kerosene that sits behind Touya’s teeth. 

Touya grinds down with purpose, slow and heavy for the hero to feel his consuming desire. Keigo’s moan vibrates against Touya’s mouth, down his throat, and he works his hips again, desperate for Keigo’s sound. 

"Feels like someone's happy to see me, hm?" When Keigo smiles, his golden eyes molt into the only heat that Touya feels will never hurt him.

Touya wants Keigo to want him, to need him, just as badly as he does.

He grips golden locks between scarred palms and licks a stripe from the edge of Keigo's jaw up his stubbled cheek.

Keigo’s sharp inhale against Touya’s ear makes his skin hot, and it has nothing to do with his quirk. When Touya feels a taloned hand start to creep inside the bottom of his borrowed shorts and feels cool air graze the bared skin of his ass before the almost burning heat of Keigo’s palm grabbing one of his cheeks fully, a moan spills from his lips and his head falls to the crook of Keigo’s neck. 

Keigo’s hand fondles his asscheek, jiggling the meat of it before giving it a light spank, and it makes Touya laugh, “You're ridiculous, Birdy.”

Keigo turns his head to smirk at Touya, “You’ve got a really cute ass,” punctuating his statement with another firm squeeze. 

Touya groans at the tease of Keigo's talons scraping at his most secret parts, “Then do somethin’ ‘bout it.”

He bites down at the juncture between Keigo’s neck and shoulder and feels the shudder that wracks through the hero’s body. He presses his smile into the skin before sucking hard. 

He feels a soft and fringed pressure start to trail under his shirt and up to his chest, “Hm?” the hero playfully muses as two red feathers firmly press down against Touya’s nipples and cause the man to gasp at the pleasure that zings through his spine, “Do something… Like what?” 

The feathers start to move, light circles at first before alternating to firm sweeps, causing Touya’s hips to shake into Keigo’s hard length and unrelenting grip. 

Touya’s cock starts to weep, a few spots of damp stickiness stamped into the front fabric of his shorts. 

His spine arched, belly sliding against the hero’s tight core. He stretches his neck to run his tongue along Keigo’s earlobe, nipping just a bit under the hero’s black stud, “Fuck me.”

Keigo’s cock twitches under Touya’s own, and they both moan. 

When Touya looks at Keigo’s flushed face, he sees those molten honey eyes have widened into wonder. Keigo’s hand leaves his ass to cup his face, “You sure?” Keigo asks against his mouth. 

Touya bites his scarred lip and moves back to sit on Keigo’s thighs as he takes off his shirt. 

Keigo’s heart blooms in his chest. Touya never takes his shirt off.

Keigo surges up to kiss the scarred man hard.

He sends his feathers to fetch necessary supplies, his own hands cupping Touya’s bare tits, thumbing over puffy nipples, and drinking in every single sound that leaves Touya’s lips. He trails his mouth down Touya’s neck, kissing every staple within sight and whispering utter devotion into stitched skin — ‘so good, so fuckin' beautiful, baby, you're gonna look so fuckin’ good on my cock, so fucking pretty in my hands, Touya, fuck, thank you, thank you, Touya…’  

His teeth scrape a pebbled nipple, and there’s no hesitation before he takes it into his mouth, savoring the velvet feel against his tongue, the pliant give between his bite. 

Touya starts to shake all over. His trembles feel glorious under Keigo’s hands, the vibrations against clinging feathers making the hero borderline delirious.

There’s absolute filth spilling out of Keigo’s mouth, dirty promises to take Touya higher than anything he could ever shoot up his veins, and it makes Touya so fucking hot. 

No one has ever made Touya feel this way, like he’s about to be pulled apart by his very own seams — so utterly worshiped, so deliciously lewd. 

It’s not until he hears the unmistakable sound of something ripping that he registers that Keigo’s talons have shredded Touya’s shorts to tatters.   

He's so sensitive, even just the air against his hole brings him to the edge.

“Fuck,” Touya sighs helplessly as Keigo’s mouth bites a trail to his other nipple. “Kei,” He grips onto blond hair tightly and squeezes the man’s shoulder, needing something to occupy his hands just to deal with the tension. 

A soft pressure nudges at the hand Touya grips Keigo’s shoulder with. When Touya focuses on  looking in that direction, he sees a curled feather carrying a bottle of lube. He opens his hand to engulf both the feather and bottle before maneuvering the objects around a bit until the feather is held between his thumb and middle finger, the lube secure within the cup of his palm. 

Touya slips his fingers free from blond locks and slides them down until they curve around Keigo’s strong jaw, urging the hero’s attention away from Touya's chest. Mischievous gold eyes hold slow contact with Touya’s own as Keigo bites down, sending another zing of hot pleasure down Touya's spine, before slowly easing back and pulling Touya’s nipple taut between his teeth. Touya moans and sucks in a gasp when Keigo lets go, feeling a blurt of his precome smear onto Keigo’s stomach. 

Keigo smirks. 

Touya's eyes narrowed before giving his own slow, devious smile, “How sensitive are your feathers?” 

Keigo’s eyes flicker to the feather held between Touya’s two fingers before looking back at him, “Why?”

Touya gathers a pool of heated saliva on his tongue before bringing the feather to his lips and opening his mouth wide, sticking out his tongue, and giving the feather a full and languid lick.   

Keigo’s pupils dilate and his spine goes ramrod straight, hands squeezing Touya’s waist so tightly, “Shit.” 

Keigo feels every single hot centimeter of Touya's tongue, every slick groove and soft ridge slithering up the hero’s spine and tingling down to his toes.

The reaction causes Touya to smile so fully — pearly whites and pink tongue and glinting stud. Keigo momentarily blanks with how fucking pretty Touya is when he smiles like that. 

That pretty smile closes, both rows of blinding teeth disappearing behind two-toned lips closing over the top half of Keigo’s feather, staple-lined cheeks hollowing out with a firm suck.  

Keigo’s head falls in a groan, forehead pressing into Touya’s collarbone, “Fuck, you're so hot,” and he means that both figuratively and literally because he can feel the heat of Touya’s mouth, how wet it is and how soft the man’s tongue is around that fucking piercing.

Touya moans around the feather, and the sensation overwhelms Keigo — the feeling of being physically inside Touya makes Keigo feel absolutely wild.

Keigo looks up to memorize the scene, thumbing Touya’s plump bottom lip, "One day, I'm gonna push my cock between this gorgeous mouth of yours," He promises.

In desperation, his hands slide down to Touya’s ass and squeeze the cheeks tightly, pulling them out to welcome Touya's tight heat to the home they've built these past two months within Keigo's safehouse. He uses his grip to bring the scarred man down and grind their cocks together.  

He wills the feather in Touya's mouth to press down against the man's tongue and rub against the muscle the way his own tongue would. 

The feeling of the feather moving against Touya’s tongue is extremely foreign to him but it feels so good. Touya moans again, making out with Keigo's feather to get blond’s spine to twitch like before. 

Keigo groans and once again pulls Touya’s asscheeks apart, wider this time, before letting go and reveling in the smack they make when the flesh collides back together. When he does it again, he doesn’t let go, keeping one globe of flesh in each hand. “Touch yourself,” He begs, running a light and careful fingerpad across Touya’s bare hole, reveling in the flutter of puckered flesh when his talon dangerously grazes just underneath, “Please.” 

Touya frantically nods, his chest heaving and hands fumbling to open the bottle and coat his fingers before reaching back and spreading the lube. He exhales a sigh at the feeling, and the feather on his tongue wiggles. 

As Touya works his fingers in and sucks on the feather, Keigo takes to hooking his chin over Touya’s shoulder to watch, keeping the scarred man's cheeks apart and using his hold to grind against him. 

It all feels so good, Touya wonders if he’ll be able to hold out. From the two fingers he's now thrusting in and out of his hole, to Keigo’s warm body and length grinding up into his own, his feather fucking his tongue, Touya feels the tell-tale pressure building quickly at the base of his spine and spread throughout his groin.  

Keigo moves back to watch it all.

Seeing the way Touya moves above him, the circles Touya’s hips make, and the way his neck dangles back and to the side in pleasure makes something inside Keigo release, and he wants to be a part of everything that makes Touya feel good. 

Touya feels Keigo’s left hand slightly pinch the flesh of his asscheek, causing him to yelp in surprise. He looks at the man to say something, but when Keigo brings that hand to his mouth and fucking bites the talons of his index and middle finger clean off, he can only gape. 

Keigo takes advantage of Touya’s open mouth to rise up and thrust his own tongue down Touya's throat, alongside the feather, and both feather and tongue move against Touya’s own. Touya's whining keen is such a delight to be felt by both.

Touya feels Keigo’s arm wiggle between their bodies, under his spread legs, and when two wet fingers thicker than his own start to trace around his rim and touch his own thrusting fingers, he gasps and Keigo removes the feather from Touya’s mouth to the head of his weeping cock. 

Keigo’s middle finger slides in alongside Touya’s own two and the wet feather rubs against the piercing that goes around Touya’s cockhead through his frenulum. 

‘Of fucking course he’s pierced there,’ Sometimes, Keigo can’t even believe Touya is real.

Touya moans so loudly — his mouth opens wide and his voice cracks with the pitch of his throat. The staples at his cheeks strain.

Keigo smiles against those open lips, sucks the bottom in his own mouth, “Mmm,” and he bites at the scarred lip as he crooks his finger, feeling the way Touya’s mouth moves around pleasured whines, “That’s it, baby. Ride my fingers, just like that.” 

Touya can’t help but pull Keigo in for another kiss, his body being wound up so tightly by this wonderful, wonderful man that he needs to express it, somehow, in any way he can. He sucks on Keigo’s tongue, presses the thumb of his free hand into Keigo's jaw, and curls his fingers into the short blond hair at the nape of Keigo’s neck — the way Keigo likes it, the way that makes him whine and groan into Touya’s working mouth. 

Touya pulls back slightly and starts to tug at the waistband of Keigo’s sweats, “I can’t believe you did that,” He marvels, referring to the way Keigo had bit off two of his talons just so he could finger Touya open, “Fuck, doesn’t it hurt?”

“Worth it,” Keigo grins, a little smug as he uses his strength to slightly lift both him and Touya up in assistance to finally push down his sweats enough for his hard cock to literally bob out and smack his stomach. Touya sighs at the sight of it, and Keigo uses that moment to push his second finger in, causing Touya’s sigh to pitch up into a mewl.

Keigo curls his two fingers, and Touya’s back goes taut as a bowstring, “Keigo — !”   

Keigo begins to fuck his fingers roughly into Touya’s wet hole, hitting that sweet spot over and over and over again, feeling the bumps and ridges of Touya’s own lax and slender fingers. The sounds that spill out of Touya’s pretty two-toned lips make the sweetest melody Keigo has ever heard.

Keigo wants to hear this song for the rest of his life. 

The sight of Touya’s quivering body and heaving chest makes Keigo groan into Touya’s puffy nipple, taking it into his mouth with an audible suck before grabbing Touya’s waist with the hand that was clutching his ass. Keigo stretches and tilts his neck to speak straight into Touya’s ear, “D’you wanna cum?”

Touya shakes his head, and Keigo feels his slender fingers move out his hole, “No, n-not yet.” 

Touya wipes off his fingers somewhere along the duvet before pushing Keigo’s shoulder until the hero’s back hits the mattress.

Touya hums as he crowds over Keigo, the change in angle pushing Keigo’s fingers even deeper against his spot. He sighs so lovely when he lolls his head back as his hips swivel and grind into them.

Keigo is so gone for him, "You're fuckin' stunnin’, love."

Touya props a hand on Keigo's chest, his heavy-lidded stare making Keigo dizzy.

Touya drags his hand down Keigo’s chest, his abdomen, scratches at the tuft of blond hair over Keigo’s pelvis before his thumb starts to circle the wet head of Keigo’s cock, watching the way Keigo’s pretty platinum lashes flutter at direct stimulation after so long, “Gods, how do you even look like that.” Touya uses the precum that’s already gathered and dripped down Keigo’s shaft to slide his fingers around it firmly, varying pressure and heat. He watches the hero’s expression at every touch and spits a thick wad of heated saliva onto the tip.

“Shit, Touya,” He loves Touya’s hands but he didn’t know their heat could be used to make him feel so good, twisting at the base and squeezing his cockhead. His mind goes fuzzy with what Touya will feel like inside, “You’re killin’ me here,” because Keigo doesn’t know how long he’ll last with those heavily lidded eyes, half-blazing blue framed by snow-white lashes, glued to him like that. 

Touya smiles, and Keigo’s heart skips a beat before he crooks his fingers meanly, making those beautiful blue eyes widen with a gasp. Touya bends down to bite at Keigo’s jaw, “Want you to fuck me,” and digs a nail into the slit of Keigo’s cock as he pants, “Right now.” 

Keigo groans, gently pulling his fingers out of Touya’s hole, cleaning them off in the similar manner Touya had, and fumbling with his feathers to scramble a condom on. 

He smooths his hands down Touya’s body and pulls until the villain lies directly on top of him, wrapping his arms around Touya’s frame fully and kissing those two-toned lips with a tenderness he feels they’ve skipped out on this whole time. 

The reverent slide of Keigo’s lips against his own simmers the boiling need that had been threatening to spill over within Touya. The warm press brings him back from the haze of seemingly insatiable lust and makes Touya feel like he has all the time in the world to learn the man under him. 

Keigo pulls back, “How do you want me?” and he smooths his hand over Touya’s back in soothing motions, and Touya has an urge to stretch out like a cat. 

Touya bites his lip and thinks about it, thinking about what he wants to feel and what he wants Keigo to feel. He has a feeling Keigo really wants to see his face, but Touya is starting to feel a little bit too exposed and needs a safe space. On the other hand, he wants to feel the hero completely surround him, go as deep as he can go, and touch wherever taloned hands covet in the moment.

He moves off of Keigo to lie on his side with his elbow hoisting his upper body up and uses his free hand to grab Keigo’s arm and pull it over his waist, the heat of Keigo’s skin immediately warming his own, “Like this?” He looks over his shoulder and raises his eyebrow.   

Keigo lets out a satisfied hum and begins to get comfortable, reaching behind him to grab a pillow and stuff it where Touya’s head would lay before sliding his own arm under Touya’s neck and curling it around his shoulders. This way, Touya’s lower half remains sideways whereas his upper body has the mobility of either resting on his back to face Keigo or turning on his side to face the wall. 

Touya likes the versatility. 

Keigo pressed a kiss to Touya’s cheek, “Anything you don’t want, love?” 

Touya’s aquamarine eyes meet Keigo’s with a trust that makes Keigo’s heart flutter tenfold, “Just don’t pull my hair. You can touch it, play with it, whatever, but not… like the way I do it to you.”

Keigo pushes Touya’s hips slightly forward, his large wing coming around to surround their bodies in an open cocoon, the feathers at the end dancing around the twinkling jewelry of Touya’s pierced navel, “Got it, Hot Stuff.”

He grabs the meat at the back of Touya’s inner thigh to spread him wide, pulling Touya's leg over his hip, and slides right in. 

Keigo’s pelvis presses against the tops of Touya’s asscheeks and his cock is nestled so deep. 

They both groan. 

The all-encompassing heat around Keigo is absolutely maddening, and Keigo’s cock hits all of Touya’s right places.

Touya encouragingly moves his hips back with a whimper, and Keigo sighs in his ear, “Oh, Touya. You’re so fuckin’ lovely like this.”

The dam breaks. 

Keigo’s hands are everywhere; squeezing Touya's tits, pressing into his belly, smoothing over his balls, and touching where they both connect, occasionally slipping a finger alongside Keigo's cock to hear Touya whine and feel the hitch of his breath through devoted feathers. Keigo uses the hand under Touya’s neck to smooth back his dampened bangs and kiss his smooth forehead, turn his jaw to capture his mouth and suck on his tongue. Keigo clasps his hand gently around Touya’s delicate throat — not choking but just enough pressure to remind Touya that Keigo is here, with him, around him, on him, in him.   

When Touya comes, it’s with Keigo’s name on his lips, Keigo’s spit in his mouth, and feathers wrung tight around his thighs. It’s the look of Touya’s expression when he orgasms, his upturned brows and open mouth, that tips Keigo over the edge, too. 

They stay like that for a moment, connected and dazed in the afterglow, with Touya’s hand buried in Keigo’s hair and Keigo's talons pressing into the meat of Touya’s chest.

When the haze finally clears, Keigo gently pulls out and rolls to collapse on his back, breathing heavily, “Wow. Fuck.”

Touya snorts, he can’t help but agree, “Yeah.” 

He rolls to his other side and curls up against Keigo, folding an arm over the blond’s sweaty chest while red feathers scoop as much of the mess off Touya’s stomach before they float off to the sink. 

“Rest, Kei. Put your feathers down and relax.”  

Keigo winds an arm around Touya’s shoulders, “This is the most relaxed I’ve been in years,” before he uses a hand to press taloned fingers against Touya’s jaw and angle his head up, “We’re definitely doing that again. Gimme, like, ten minutes.”

Keigo catches Touya’s laugh in his mouth, and as he slowly kisses the hero, Touya thinks that if this is his last night of freedom, then he’s okay with it.

read full story here

my other works

[shih-coulda-had-it]

i will (very respectfully) ask you for it

just a tiny crumb, only if possible,,, the prettiest pretty please 🙌✨❤

I respect you and your decision to ask for this off anon. This is the homebrewed fantasy AU (based off @boss-the-goofball's fantasy otome isekai prequel) featuring Demon Lord of Evil All for One and 'Bro, Seriously? This Guy?' Knight Torino.

in-universe context: AfO is a Demon Lord who fell off the radar a long time ago. He's passing as a human but the bulk of his divinity (really love religious terminology; I'm gonna be accused of blasphemy someday) is in the sword that Sorahiko agrees to carry/ferry to the 'vault'.

wc: 1,615 | rated: a mild m but i'm tagging as lemon for decency's sake

//

Ever since those loathsome paladins of One for All started dispelling the curses and cultic practices that All for One had embedded into the lands long ago, there was a distinct decline of zealots vying for his attention. Gone were the acolytes who dreamt of having him as a patron; exiled (if not summarily executed) were the cultists who praised his generosity and lavished him with their worship. The world had learned to treat All for One as taboo, and as useful as it was to be the unspoken embodiment of evil, it was also just that: unspoken. 

Unspoken, then unacknowledged. The consequence of being deliberately ignored (forgotten!) is his current reduced nature: he’s still more than a mortal, but he’s also become nearly as vulnerable as one.

“Are you testing me?” Torino demands. The hedge knight dogs All for One’s footsteps as All for One leads the way back to an old follower’s home. That follower is dead, but property is eternal, and All for One’s claim never fades.

“Why would I do that?”

“I don’t know. Maybe so you could get off on seeing your damn sword in action. Not that you could’ve seen much, considering your position in that mess was directly underneath a dogpile of idiots.” A brief pause, and then Torino says in resignation, “Except you didn’t have to see it.”

“I feel it all,” says All for One smugly. “You wield the blade well.”

“Oh, so you were getting off on it.”

“And there’s the romance of the whole encounter, gone,” he laments. Just as they reach the door, too! 

Located on the outskirts of the village, his old follower’s home is a rough-hewn hut surrounded by overgrown bushes. There is no light shining from within, no smoke exiting the mud-and-stone column protruding from the roof. Somewhere in the dirt, All for One can sense a buried idol that wards off any do-gooder’s attempt at arson.

All for One pushes at the wood, sweeping an arm out in a gesture for Torino to step in first.

“A real lightning bolt of attraction,” Torino says, dry, and instead of agreeably following All for One’s direction, he stops in front of his (well, it’s not locked in just yet, but All for One can seal this deal; the blade is just one aspect of several for Torino to truly become his champion) patron and tilts his head. Their eyes meet.

There’s blood on his face still, streaking up from a stubbled jaw and staining the arch of his nose. A few abrasions mar the overall visage, but overall…

All for One smiles. He’s always been partial to those who spilled blood for him.

“What are we doing here?”

“Resting,” he answers, innocent. “After all, we’ve made enemies among the villagers. You can’t pay for a room until they, hm, forget the beating you’ve delivered.”

Torino’s eyebrows draw together in a clear, if silent, curse. His thin mouth tightens into a bloodless line, and then he blows out a rough sigh. “The owner?”

“Long dead.”

“... Provisions?”

All for One blinks down at his knight. “You’re here.”

“Ah,” says Torino, sounding as though puzzle pieces have finally slotted into place. Whatever revelations have occurred in Torino’s head, they certainly haven’t come from All for One, who is now dearly wishing for that mental backdoor access. One step at a time, though. Torino’s only just promised to bear the sword to the vault.

If he plays his cards right, he can tempt Torino a little further down.

“It's a shelter from the elements,” he says.

“And only that,” Torino mocks.

“I offered you what I have. See what I’ve lost now?” All for One reaches for Torino’s forehead--an old habit--and deftly switches tracks to card the silver hair with his fingers. And Torino lets him. “All my tributes, my riches, oh, they all claimed it was going to be redistributed. But then they said it was cursed, and they hoarded it for themselves.”

“Because you parted with your gold so easily.”

“I made exchanges based on equal value.”

“So in your eyes, is this shelter worth my tender love and care?” Torino glances at the sparse interior--a hearth, a cobwebbed cauldron, a dusty bed with moth-eaten covers--and looks back at All for One with a challenging stare. The sting of his question fails to hurt, though. A part of All for One exults at the phrase ‘tender love and care.’

“Not alone,” says All for One slyly. “Why, you’ve been given the whole package, Sir Torino. The weapon, the house, and the god, all at your disposal.” With his hand at Torino’s nape, he draws him forward until their chests make contact, and All for One bends his own neck in order to give Torino a kiss.

Torino makes a noise, somehow startled in spite of all the signals having been sent his way. His hands go to grasp at All for One’s waist. He kisses back tentatively, then hungrily. As All for One pulls away for air, Torino takes the opportunity to urge him into the hut, kicking the door shut behind them.

“Air’s not as stale as I expected.”

“Mm,” he hums, distracted by the influx of power. It’s quick to recede, so All for One’s using it fast to make this living space more bearable. Cycling a sharp, cold breeze to kill any small, leggy intruders is the first item on his agenda.

“You’re doing something,” Torino realizes aloud, and he follows that profoundly redundant statement with an explorative trail of his mouth to All for One’s throat. Breathed against that flesh, Torino says, “Is it the action, or the intention?”

“It’s more fun when it’s both.” The deflection earns him teeth, almost immediately soothed by a tongue, and All for One clutches at Torino’s neck with a gasp. “Bed. Now.”

“What, you’re not going to fuss about the sheets?”

“Torino.”

“I don’t have supplies,” Torino says, a hint of warning entering his tone. “Give me more time in the next town, and maybe I’ll get away with more than a jar of salt.”

“If you’re following along,” All for One retorts, “then you can predict how I’ll fix it.”

The thing is, All for One thinks as he takes a step back, Torino does follow along. He’s grasped that worship isn’t just for ego’s sake. But if All for One spells it out, Torino will act contrary just to poke fun at the Demon Lord of Evil.

Closer to the bed. He thinks of undressing himself, but Torino’s pointed question holds true: All for One does want to fuss about the sheets. So instead he sits on top of the covers and watches Torino shuffle off his traveling gear: the boxy pack, the cloak, and the belts attached to the sheath of his blade. The boots come off one at a time, and after a moment, so does the top half of his outfit.

“You’re folding your clothes?”

“In the loosest of terms,” Torino says. The linens and the mail are rendered into neat squares sitting on top of the cloak; with no other way to delay the inevitable, Torino finally gives all his attention to All for One.

“Well?” All for One says, imperious in his invitation. He cocks his head and parts his legs.

“I gotta undress you too?”

“Perhaps passion could win out over propriety just this once,” he suggests.

Torino huffs out a laugh, but he approaches All for One without hesitation and climbs into the bed, carelessly tugging the Demon Lord of Evil to the center. For easier access, he rucks up the skirts of All for One’s robe.

“Hey, look at that. You do wear pants.”

“You’ll want to take my shoes off before that.”

The click of a tongue is hardly a reprimand, not when Torino so agreeably catches one of All for One’s legs and starts feeling for the seam where the hems were tucked into a road-worn boot. He drags a nail over the bunched fabric when he finds it, and is terribly gentle while pulling linen from leather.

It feels like worship, for all that Torino says no prayers.

All for One basks in it. His vision blurs slightly, going out of focus as Torino occupies himself with divesting All for One of his shoes and pants. The flow of power is only a trickle, and this mortal vessel can’t even hoard it, so he has to use it now. Priorities, priorities… definitely the bed first.

Using magic to mend and launder fabric would have earned his ridicule once, but it’s not as though All for One has the capacity to weave it anew just this second. He thinks longingly of the fine things lost from his castle: the furnishings, the meals, the painted-black plates of armor his armies donned to induce fear.

“Still here?”

With a start, All for One feels the cold air brush against bare skin. There are hands stroking up and down his legs, and Torino shuffles closer on his knees. Power licks through his veins like a dog slavering for its first meal of the day.

Half-dazed, he says, “Yes,” and, “More.”

“Greedy,” Torino accuses, and even though it’s not the vow of devotion that All for One starves for, it’s a shade closer to fondness than Torino would probably perish before admitting. His knight digs his fingers against the pliant flesh of All for One’s thighs, bites his throat hard enough to earn a gasping moan. “Selfish.”

“You’re here to please your god,” All for One manages. 

“Aren’t I,” says Torino, and he slides his mouth against All for One’s in a rough kiss.

[nightowlfandom]

Villain! BNHA AU- Our Little Apprentice: Episode-Todoroki Pt1

CHECK OUT MY MASTERLIST HERE!!

X RATED PROMPT LIST| NON X RATED PROMPT LIST

Triggers- Fem! Reader, talks of cheating, violence,

Episode-PROLOGUE| Episode-Deku| Episode- Bakugou

Leggo!

Now playing- Episode: Todoroki

...

O.R.C.H.I.D- Kink Unlocked : Temperature Play

(Flashback)

“Y/N please let’s talk about this!”

“Talk about what?!” you snapped. “The fact that I FOUND you with your tongue down some girl’s throat?” your voice wavered. “AND DO NOT TELL ME IT WAS FOR THE CAMERAS.” you held out a threatening finger. “How could you do this to me?”

“Y/N I would never! I didn’t! My agency thinks I should be with her to boost my reputation! They probably fabricated the whole thing with someone who looked like me!”

“What did you say in response?” you asked. “When they said it...what did you say?”

He was silent.

“So this is about your fucking agency.” you laughed harshly. “Forget old quirkless Y/N and her clumsy ass...do you think that excuses what you did?”

“Y/N this isn’t about you being quirkless- Maybe to them but-!”

“I don’t believe you...you were wearing the bracelet I gave you for your birthday that one year...the one you suddenly lost the minute you went mainstream...Remember?”

“Maybe the others are right...you’re probably just insecure but that doesn’t mean-.”

Your face faltered as those words left his lips. “Insecure?” You cut him off. “...M-me being hurt that I saw you or someone I thought willingly kissed someone else for publicity is me being insecure?” you dared to ask. “Me already having to deal with people telling you I’m a charity case...is that it?” you crossed your arms.

“That’s not what I said-”

“THAT’S HOW IT SOUNDS...I watched you kiss her like you kiss me...without so much as a hitch!”

“Y/N you’re emotional right now. Let’s please talk about this! How can I prove to you-”

(Flashback end)

“Y/N? Y/N!” Izuku waved his hand in your face, snapping you out of your daze. “Did you hear me?”

“Huh?” you raised an eyebrow. “Sorry, I didn’t. What did you say?”

“I said you did a good job on the heist.” he repeated himself. “In both regards.” he winked. You felt your face heat up. “How did everything go?”

You all had returned to the warehouse. You had been zoning in and out since everyone was talking about...shit- who cared.

“A few troublemakers but I made short work of them.” you replied. “They weren’t well armed at all.”

“Well thanks to your device, we were able to successfully extort that asshole and get what we wanted, what was it’s name again?” Tenya asked.

“O.R.C.H.I.D. Short for Operative Really Cool Hyper Intelligent Device....I was 16 when I thought of it don’t judge me. She’s the most powerful super computer in the world.” 

“What made you build her?” asked Izuku. 

“I was build as a homework helper for Y/N while she was still in school. Then she gave me hyper intel to allow me to interact as humans do...along with this totally fabulous style.” the silver haired avatar gloated. 

“Aren’t you scared she’d turned against you?” Shoto asked, making you roll your eyes.

“Y/N is my creator...I’d never turn against her...you on the other hand. One command and you’re all dust.”

“She’s kidding.” you shook your head. “O.R.C.H.I.D, behave.”

“They all have muscles, they shouldn’t be scared.” your A.I rolled her eyes.

“Okay, you’re being muted.” you pressed a button that completely folded up your super computer back into a laptop sized disk.

“That still impresses me no matter how many times I see it.” Izuku shook his head.

“T-thanks.” you stared down at your fingers. “Not that I’m grateful to be here but, do I actually have a place to sleep or am I just gonna stay here with a blow up mattress.” you half joked. 

“Oh we all have our own bedrooms. I’ll show you yours now if you want.”

“That’d be great.” you nervously smile.

“G’night Y/N~” Denki sang as you passed him. “Feel free to come to my room any time.”

“No one is gonna let me live this down are they?” you whispered to yourself.

You got your answer in the form of a smack to your ass, courtesy of Katsuki who hadn’t stopped smirking since all you to the warehouse. Of course. “Y/N is easily the best piece of ass I’ve ever had.” he boasted, not caring if you could hear.

“God the things I’d do to her-”

“You and me both dude.”

“I can’t wait to bed her over and-”

“Good night, Y/N.”

“Go die, Shoto.” you spat in response as you and Izuku left the board room.

“Dude what did you do to make her hate you so much?” Kirishima asked as you walked farther down the hall. You and Izuku stopped outside a door with your name written on it in black permanent marker.

“It’s not much, but-”

“It’s perfect.” you waved him off. It was twice as big as the shoebox bedroom you used to live in. “A paint job is all it needs.” you nodded.

“Great. Um...I’ll leave you to it then...Hey Y/N?” 

“Yeah Izu-” he cut you off with a very quick peck on the lips.

“I’m really glad you’re here...really.” he grabbed your hand. “I really did miss my best friend.”

“I missed you too Izu.” your faced heated intensely like it did did when he gave you a heart-shaped cookie with your name on it for Valentines day once. “Just don’t make me regret this, okay?”

“I won’t. I promise.” he whispered. “...Night.”

“....Have nice dreams.” you called quietly as the door closed. “ORCHID, set up.”

“Setting up!”

You grabbed your handheld keyboard as you sat on the cute little twin bed they had picked out for you. “Why am I doing this?” you sighed. “I’ve always fought for the greater good.”

“...Well, and I’m sorry to say this...the greater good hasn’t treated you well since you were a child and I was only as big as a cellphone helping you with your homework. I know I’ve been against this...but maybe you should be making the world pay.”

“Weren’t you just reprimanding me for doing this like 12 hours ago? anyways...That’s what I’m afraid of. What if I have to fight the people I call my friends.”

“According to my data, no one in your graduating class has taken up hero work. All of them are imprisoned...or doing the devil’s work.”

‘Really?” you raised an eyebrow. “So it was only me and my naivety. I guess I thought since I finally got a quirk of my own, I owed it to God or whoever else was listening...cuz I thought it was a blessing.” you began undressing yourself from your day clothes.

“When you built me, you promised to use my data to help people. But you never said which side you’d fight on...you’re allowed to change your mind at any time...remember that. I just want you to be happy.”  

You nodded as your AI companion assured you. You missed your friends and Izuku was right. Humanity sucked ass. “Okay then.” you pulled your shirt over your head.  “Fine.”

“Y/N, someone’s outside your door.”

“Huh?” you looked up at your screen. 

“Not outside anymore.” a new voice grabbed your attention 

“DUDE WHAT THE FUCK!” you sent a power blast at Shoto who had barged in.

“Too slow.” he smirked, stopping it with an ice shield. “To think I can encapsulate your quirk in my palms...much like I’ve encapsulated your heart, Y/N.” he hummed as he shut the door.

“GET OUT!” you yelled, not caring if the whole damn compound could hear. You hid behind your discarded clothes. “WHY ARE YOU IN HERE!”

“I assumed you were hungry so I was told to bring you dinner.”

“And you couldn’t knock like a regular FUCKING PERSON!” you seethed. You ran behind the bed and bent down grabbing a bunch of random clothes out of your duffel. “Or leave it outside the damn door!”

“I’ve been acquainted with your body on more than one occasion Y/N.” 

You grumpily put of a pair of pajama shorts and the first shirt you saw sticking out. “Fuck off.”

“You kept my shirt?”

“Huh?” you looked down. It was a plain black button-up that you instantly recognized to be his. You stole it from him when you slept over at his place one night. “Whatever-”

“Y/N...” Shoto began. “Can we talk?”

“About what?” you crossed your arms. “I have nothing to say to you!”

“I never cheated on you...”

“This again!” you seethed. “Shoto, I am NOT worried about that right now.” You noticed he was holding a plate. “Is that what I think it is?”

“Pizza rolls and mozzarella sticks...your favorite midnight snack as I remember.” he smiled as he set it on the table. 

There was an uncomfortable silence between us, and you hated it. 

“Remember when we first met?” he broke the silence.

“How could I forget...” you huffed.

Flashback

“Need help with that?”

Your body froze as the helping hand came out of nowhere. The book you had been trying to reach was put in your hand with ease.

“Um...thanks!” you smiled nervously. You had already heard rumors from some of the girls around, but at the same time they told you not to get your hopes up.

“I’ve never seen you around here, I can only assume you’re new?”

“Mhm? Y/N L/N..I’m that quirkless girl you may have heard about.”

“Oh, really? I didn’t hear th-”

“Don’t lie. Please, it will make it easier for us to get along.” you laughed stiffly.

“S-sorry, I just didn’t think you wanted to talk about it.” he smiled. “If it’s any consolation, I also heard you were quite beautiful...”

“From who?”

“My conscious.”

“What?” you went wide eyed.

“I ...I don’t know why I said that....” he froze. “I’m sorry.” he rasped. 

“N-no, that’s okay.” you giggled. “Um....I liked it.”

(End Flashback)

...

“To think we’ve come so far since then.” he mused. 

“Well, things change.”

“To think something as trivial as a mistaken kiss-”

“Is that what you call it, you were practically dry humping the girl.”

“Oh, now you’re being dramatic on purpose.” he glared. 

“Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t think the ‘unce unce’ music affected your brain too” you scoffed, crossing your arms. “Seriously, it’s like you don’t even remember!”

“Y/N...are we talking about the same instance?” he raised an eyebrow. “I am very lost right now.”

“Well you shouldn’t be! You’d think you’d remember your own birthday party!”

“Birthday party?...You’re not talking about the kiss?”

“Of course I’m not talking about the kiss! I’m talking about the club!”

For some odd reason he looked hella confused. “Y/N, what on Earth are you-”

“You don’t remember walking out of a club on your 18th birthday like 7 years ago? Before graduation?”

“Y/N, I have no idea what you’re talking about!”

“You are so unbelievable!” You seethed. “You don’t remember being at The King of Hearts Club in Tokyo.”

“Of course I do, it was my birthday, but Y/N...I left like 3 hours after I got there to go to your place!”

“Oh really, because I went there after Bakugou called my phone saying you were drunk as hell and needed to be picked up.” you scoffed. 

Now YOU were confused. How did he not remember?! “I wonder-....”

“Wonder what?” he asked.

“ORCHID can access video feeds...if she can get the footage- or at least coordinates”

“Already on it!” your AI companion spoke. “Shoto Todoroki entered The King of Hearts club at 8PM and left at 11:15PM”

Now you were even more confused. “But I got there at arounf 11:30...I SAW him!...Show me the camera feed! The Red Room is where I saw him.”

“Showing camera footage of The Red Room of the King of Hearts club Jan. 11th, 7 years ago.”

You watched in complete shock. The screen showed someone who very much looked like Shoto from the back, but what really killed you was the fact that the person you thought was Shoto morphed into someone else. You saw yourself on camera stomping off 45 seconds before he morphed back into someone completely different.

“My files show that the person in question has a quirk that allows them to take on the form of another.” O.R.C.H.I.D spoke. “They were arrested 3 years ago for attempting to impersonate the U.S president and is currently in the Los Angeles State Prison.”

You didn’t know how to feel, what to do, but you knew one thing....

Shoto was telling the truth...

“Oh my god.” you covered your mouth with your hands.

“I never cheated on you Y/N...I swear on my life.”

“I...I blamed you...I said I never wanted to see you again.” you whimpered. “I said those awful things to you.”

You felt your soul start to ache. 

“No- don’t do what I think you’re about to do.” he ushered up to you and held the sides of your face. “Don’t say what I think you’re about to say.”

“Shoto I spent the last 7 years of my life hating you-”

“And I sent the last 7 waiting for the day I could redeem myself.” he replied. “It’s not your fault, What you saw was your reality in that moment...whether you knew it or not. When you told me what you saw I knew something was wrong but I knew your trust in me was so fucked from the whole agency thing, that I couldn’t get you to believe me.”

You telling Izuku who also kicked his ass the next week wasn’t any help either....

“I- I...” you felt the tears sting your eyes. 

“Shh, don’t cry...please don’t cry.” he began pecking your lips. “Shhhh.” He rested his forehead against yours, and you were full on crying now. He wrapped his arms around your, holding you close for the first time in years. He always wanted to do it, he just didn’t think it would be under this circumstance. 

“I am so sorry.” you sobbed into his shoulder. “Shoto I-”

“Shh, it’s okay.” he laughed. “Please don’t cry...” 

Shoto tightened his hold on you, but you couldn’t see him clenching his fists. Watching that footage sent a chill up his spine that could curdle blood. He spent years wondering what he did only to be framed...this wouldn’t go without a little visit to the states...but for a...courtesy visit...but first-

“Y/N...” he made you look at him. “Look at me.” he held your gaze. “Oh, I missed you so much baby~ Did you miss me?”

“Um....mhm.” you sheepishly nodded.

“Then...why don’t we celebrate a little...hm?”

“What do you mean by that?” you had completely forgotten your hunger at this point.

“Let me show you~”

... To be continued (Coming Soon)

I just wanted to say....um...thanks for being patient with me...um...I haven’t been okay...but I will be..I promise. 

[lightpudding]

Romantic

Find the full one on my twitter

[livebloggingmydescentintomadness]

Here are some TMA fic recs as requested! I tried to give a variety.

just trying to get home in one piece by heartshapedguy - time travel au where Jon and Martin are sent back to before Prentiss’s attack on the institute - very comforting fix-it fic (with a side of hurt/comfort)

Scritches for the Archivist by junal - Jon becomes cat - que shenanigans - Martin Blackwood/Jonathan Sims/Tim Stoker - Crack treated seriously, there is some hurt/comfort but also fluff!

Wait, since when does he have a degree? by LynxB3 - Jon has a master's in archival sciences, it changes many things - proper archiving (may still contain inaccuracies), unfinished

Many happy returns by Melanie_D_Peony - The archival gang go to an ice cream parlour for Martin’s birthday party - Set early season 1 with sweet Martin/Jon pre-relationship moments

Honourable mentions:

breakdown on aisle seven by wastefulreverie - Season 4 Daisy + Jon angst and hurt/comfort

These Statements Certainly Have Their Quirks by thatforgottenbasilisk - BNHA/TMA crossover (the fic that got me into TMA) - Series of statements similar to the podcast's style, featuring BNHA characters

oh wow, this is so kind of you, thank you!!!

while we're here, let me recommend a few fics i've already gone through.

ceylon, assam, and darjeeling by Sciosa G 20k

People do not bring Jonathon Sims tea. Martin Blackwood, newly-minted archival assistant, has apparently not received this memo.

(absolutely loved this one, just gorgeous prose.)

Sweet As Roses by Prim_the_Amazing T 133k

“Come in, Martin,” he says, not looking up from his notes. 

“Hi, Jon,” he says, and Jon stops writing at the sound of his voice. “We’re out of the green tea, but we’ve got lemon?” 

Jon looks at him. Martin smiles at him in his usual tentative way as he sets the mug of tea down on Jon’s desk. Heat spikes so sharply in his gut that he twitches with it. 

“Thank you, Martin,” he says, mouth dry, and he stands up. 

“Oh,” he says, sounding almost surprised. He smiles again. “No-- no problem-- um, what are you--” 

Jon takes Martin by the shoulders, leans up on the tips of his toes, and kisses him.

(probably one of the best instances i've seen of crack treated seriously, and i love that jon's asexuality plays a key role in breaking the sex pollen curse.)

rituals by doomcountry T 8k

Martin is the first person to knock on the Archivist's door since it arrived, fully, into its little waiting temple. The Archivist saw him coming from down the hall, but decides to feign interest when the knob turns, and Martin—still a little bit smaller, a little more translucent than before—stands uncertainly just outside the room.

(gosh i love eldritch archivist jon who's still entirely in love with martin.)

[oloreandil]

owo writer truth or dare

🍓🕯️🥤

hello ! thanks for asking these !!

🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction?

a high school classmate introduced me to tumblr and fandom as a concept (i was on fandom facebook accidentally answering all the quizzes, but didn't know that people like. talked to each other ???). and then she showed me her fanfiction.net account, specifically so i could read her angst titanic fic, which made me go ":000 i could do that omg" and i haven't looked back

🕯️ ⇢ on a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you enjoy editing? why is that?

10 !!!!!!! love love love editing it's so fun !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i love formatting, i love saying little sentences out loud to see how they sound, i love seeing the finished product after i've polished it lovingly... i love worldbuilding editing more than i love writing, in some aspects ? which in turn is why i love to beta and translate fics so much

🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love

OUGH just one ??? sorry i'm cheating but:

@notsuchasecret has many fandoms but i fell into their haikyuu fanfic, especially their Sugawara. ao3 link here

if you read bnha and also read in french: i cannot recommend @tasha-lemon enough, we should give more love to non-english fics and she makes absolutely incredible AUs !! ffnet link here

and also i cannot NOT mention @neallo (ao3 link here, death note), @lightyaoigami (ao3 link here, death note), and @quicktimeeventfull (ao3 link here, death note)

as for specific fanfics:

The Lost by unscrypted which was written for me about my bleach blorbos and i cried <33

Reaching Past The Wall by tenser, free! fanfic about Rin being trans. the impact this had on me is immeasurable

we suffer under the same condition (love) by siwona (@transkurootetsurou on here) is SOOOOO good. dimilix with just. poignant writing

EDIT: fuck i forgot hey, is it alright if i keep calling out to you? by flickercity. THEE bokuto manifesto of all times. to me. uncontrollable tears 100/10

[midnightita]

•~☆×*'oneshot/Headcanon'*×☆~• [English]

1. 🚫Topics I avoid🚫[maybe for now]

NSFW,lemons,obscenity,pedophilia,incest,sexual abuse

[maybe I'll add more in the future].

2. This is strictly a book x Reader

I've never done a Y/n male but I can try ^^

Feel free to make your request with all the info you want.

You can request other characters in the request, the limit is 3 :) [maybe for now]

And the format is up to you♡ (oneshot,Headcanon)

3. I could put one or more of my Ocs for oneshots ☆

4. All Headcanons and oneshots won't stick to the main story so as to avoid spoilers

5. I don't know when I'll update it might be random

also no hate pls :,>

I'm doing this for fun and to write some ideas,

now I'll leave you to my list below ;)

💃💃💃💃

•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• ~•~•~•~•~•~•~

1. Lupin III

2.Undertale(e Au)

3. Mha/Bnha

4. Super Mario

5. One Piece

6. Howl's Moving Castle

7. Dragon Ball

8. TMNT (the 2014 film)

9. Demon Slayer

10. Yandere Simulator

11. Dragon quest builders 2

12. Puss in boots 2 the last wish

13. Miraculous

14. Tloz Botw(The legend of zelda breath of the wild)

15. Creepypasta(maybe)

16. Kuroko no basket

17. Friday the 13th(I think I'll do Jason especially)

18. The Promised Neverland (I've only seen season 1 for now)

19. Lookism

20. Doraemon

21. Encanto

22. Turning Red

23. Sing 1/2

24. Too bad

25. Deltarune

26. Pokemon Spada

27. Fnaf security breach

28. Bendy and the ink machine or dark revival

29. If you wish also with my Ocs (I'll make a special book)

•~• ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• ~•~•~ That's all for now I will add others if they come to mind in the catalogue. I tried my best to give you a big enough list here to choose from :,)

~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~

angust,fluff,romantic,yandere,other.

Oh my english isn't good at all so excuse me if it's not good :'D

I'm Italian :)

[quinloki]

One time i read a mothman!aizawa from my hero academia lemon and I can’t for the life of my remember the author but do you have any thoughts about that scenario

I think I've read this too - something about letting himself kind of be observed and the only person he allows to get close is the reader?

I mean, at least that's the one *I* remember reading and enjoying and I cannot think of enough about it to be able to find it and link it >.< I tried.

But I loved what I read. I don't know what I could share about it honestly, monster AUs are a lot of fun, and cryptid ones - either those that end badly for the reader or end well for them are great in my book. It's one of the few times I'm okay with bad ends for readers, becasue cryptids are supposed to be dangerous.

But also they can be sexy, I'm cool with that too >.> XD

But alas, I've not much to add, I don't really dive into BNHA like I do One Piece, though I do like it. I need to catch up, but that won't be until well after November ^_^

[blackberreh-art]

✨✨Happy AfOMight New Year!!! ✨✨

Some old man yaoi shenanigans!!

[lxvr-girl]

Welcome!

 ---˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹❀♡❀˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹---

Welcome to my page!

Requests are open! I write for: ❀Haikyuu!

❀DSMP

❀BNHA/MHA

this is all I can think of rn, I will add to this list tho.

Here is what i will not write: ❀Smut/Lemon/18+ (suggestive jokes are an exception)

❀Yandare AU

❀Kidnapping

❀Death (unless it is about Mineta /j)

❀Abuse (absolutely not)

❀Forced marriage

❀ Pedophilia/large age gaps (max. age gap is 4 years)

❀Incest/Stepcest

Other than that, request away :)

 ---˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹❀♡❀˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹---

[helenarasmussen87]

-We had to work on a Sunday and we all were basically like so over it, so I spent my time reading Kagubarachi. It's GOOD. I read the 27 chapters that are out and I really enjoyed them and the characters. They're pretty and yes, I am looking at Chihiro and his dad's friend as well as the little mafia guy. LOL. The lore behind the swords is good and yeah, there's a little kid, but she's not annoying like Anya levels. (I TRIED SpyxFamily. I actually read three volumes and I couldn't hack her dude. I liked Yor and Lloid, but not her)

-I am honestly super picky about who I let into the circle of trust and I ended up basically not replying to someone who was texting me at the wrong times. I admit that I do work a LOT. I came back from holidays and was just working and working. It's only been recently that I've had a bit of a breather. I just don't have the time and that's why I never sent a message. And I don't intend to if I'm being contacted for a fuck or because someone is bored. I feel kind of bad for the not replying, but it's also the tolls didn't get paid and I'm not here as an option for you to pass the time. I've been there and done that with too many people in the past. I'm too old for that bullshit.

-Probably doesn't help matters that I tend to turn tail and flee when someone is *too* aggressive cause of the autism and bad experiences with people like that in the past. I also have a fear of aggressive men due to past situations. It's like I'll meet you, but you have to be vetted by trustworthy sources, kind of a situation.

-BnHA-That last chapter was SO not what I expected to happen. Yeah I know a lot of people were like "Oh I knew" and I was like "I didn't think he had the BALLS!" JJK: I don't even know dude. I'm more into the fandom side of it tbh. Yuuji is finally getting his due, but I'm wary and just waiting and watching. Especially since there's a break this week.

-I thought I was done with a series of fics I had written, but a reader asked a few questions and yeah...I'm fucking back in that AU again. They asked cause they had scenarios and ideas. And re-read the stories twice. That's honestly one of the best compliments I could get as a writer.

-I tore a really bad hangnail around my pointer finger and forgot that it's a recent one. I was cooking today and just forgot. Cue me screeching whenever I squeezed lemons or used hot water to wash up and disinfect my cooking area. And then I just kept going. In my defence, I was starving and I had to do a ton of prep to get a giant fruit salad done for the rest of the week. The salsa and the chicken noodle soup came out great, so it was worth it.

-My birthday is coming up and I'm just mellow about it. I used to make a big deal back in the day. I mean, I got myself presents. Most are practical like shelves for my action figures, ingredients for cooking, and cleaning products. I did get myself a few figures as always, but yeah. I've got tacos planned for dinner cause I work late and "The Boy and the Heron" to watch. Quiet, but honestly just how I want it.

-Yeah, that's it. And no one knows John Donne's actual b-day. He was born between January and June in 1572. HAHAHA! Go off, my recusant and later on Anglican rector of St. Paul's!

[kiriscreama]

pls read b4 following thank you

hi hello i am Ham! i’m a 24 and forever exhausted! welcome to my mha sideblog!!

there will be a lot of todoroki family, kirishima, and mirko, and i won’t apologize for that. also a lot of kiribaku on here, but i am a multishipper so like. idk man you’ll see a little of everything i guess lol.

reminder: this blog is 18+. i will very, very rarely rb nsfw posts but i am an adult and will act as such. thank you!

my mha fics:

with a little help from my friends - (rated T to M) multipart series of angst fics about class 1a and how much they care about each other. PLEASE heed all tagged warnings for fics! also ft. bonus chatfic in the same AU. Ongoing series, but most works are complete and standalone.

for those of us who breathe - (rated M) vigilante!Fuyumi Todoroki AU. this shit is heavy, pls check the tags before reading. Biggest warnings are for child abuse, violence, and lots and lots of unhealthy coping mechanisms. Ongoing multichap fic.

Whumptober ‘23 - (rated T to M) AO3 collection of any and all of my whumptober prompt fills. all of these also available on tumblr. That masterpost is here: (x) (I only did like 5 of them but that was more than I expected tbfh)

relevant tags:

I tag anything nsfw with #nsfw and #lemon. anything not my hero is “#not mha” and any personal posts are “#ham shut up challenge.”

all spoilers are tagged with both “mha spoilers” and “bnha spoilers” for (at least) week after they happen. i’ll be honest, i’m forgetful, though, and might forget it

my main is @eerielakeerie and my It/Stranger Things blog is @eddiesnapback feel free to come visit

other than that, welcome to my little mha museum i hope u enjoy your stay!

[harkentheenigma]

𝓗𝓪𝓻𝓴𝓮𝓷’𝓼 𝓦𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓑𝓵𝓸𝓰

𝔾𝔼ℕ𝔼ℝ𝔸𝕃 ℝ𝕌𝕃𝔼𝕊:

-You may send requests

-Do not push me to write something I’m uncomfortable with

-Most stories Will be “X reader” or Ships (for certain fandoms) so more people can enjoy them

-If you’re curious about something not in this Post; ask, and I’ll answer (then I’ll probably add it if it’s important)

𝔼𝕄𝕆𝕁𝕀 𝕊𝕀𝔾ℕ𝔸𝕃 𝕂𝔼𝕐:

Multiple Emojis will be attached to each story, bc more than one of these apply to any given story

General Tags:

💜 = self indulgent and/or author OCs

💖 = Fandom/Media Character

👀 = IRL peeps (ex: Content creators, less common tho)

🫵 = X reader

🩵 = platonic (romantic stuff might be in the background tho, but it’s not focused on)

💖 = fluff! Dopamine! :D

❤️‍🔥 = Romance

🏳️‍🌈 = Queer focus (ex: coming out)

AU:

👽 = aliens

🧜 = Sea Folk and/or subnautica

🦄 = fantasy/magic/D&D

🪰 = fae/Cryptids/Monster

📋 = SCP

⛓️ = Yandere

Warnings:

💔 = Angst

🍋 = Smut/Lemon

👹 = Kinky stuff

🖤 = DEAD DOVE, DO NOT EAT {DDDNE}

🩶 = Dubious consent, Questionable consent, NonCon/R@pe

💀 = major character Death

🔪 = serious violence

🩸 = Gore/Severe injury/Whump (why is it called that??)

𝔽𝔸ℕ𝔻𝕆𝕄𝕊 & 𝔸𝕌𝕤:

-DSMP/OSMP/QSMP (I know many CCs are problematic, but I’m only writing for the characters, & they give me brain rot bruh 😔)

-MHA/BNHA

-FNAF + TSAMS

-Creepypasta + Marble Hornets

-Changed: special edition (I acknowledge the problems with ppl in the community & accusations against the creator, but I still like it ok-)

-Cult of the Lamb (cult game go brrr)

-SCP

-SCP AU

-SeaFolk/Subnautica AU (PLSSSSS I LOVE DOING THESE)

-fantasy AU (dragons, sea folk, fae, etc)

-Cryptid AU

-YANDERE AU

-Character design deviation (anthro scps, more expressive animatronics, etc)

𝕊𝕋𝕆ℝ𝕐 𝕃𝕀𝕊𝕋:

Author OCs:

Scientist!Reydarr & SCP!Child!Reader💜🩵💖🫵📋

Minecraft:

FNAF:

MHA/BNHA:

Creepypasta:

SCP:

Changed:

[schrodingers-romy]

Writing Masterlist

⋆ KNY

⤜ The Dollmaker [Douma x Reader]

You are a dollmaker; you follow your friend to the Eternal Paradise Cult and are fascinated by its leader, a man who looks much like the dolls you make...

⤜ My Angel of the Sea [Tomioka Giyuu x Reader]

After a mysterious ocean creature helps save you, you have the chance to save him in return. And then, after you get closer, you get the chance to 'help' him in another way...

⋆ JJK

⤜ Promise? [Choso x Reader]

Star Wars AU, Choso is a medic and reader is an injured Rebellion fighter.

⤜ As you Sleep [Choso x Reader]

The creature under your bed has been watching you for a long time...waiting...you may not remember him, but he remembers you.

⤜ Sketches [Choso x Reader]

Your charcoal artist boyfriend offers you draw you for the first time...

⋆ BNHA

⤜ Silver-Tongued Devil [Usagiyama Rumi x Reader]

You somehow end up as the sacrifice for an incompetent cult. The demon they summon is not at all what they nor you expected.

⤜ Diner Vignette [Usagiyama Rumi x Reader]

A soft little moment at a late-night diner

⋆ Tokyo Revengers

⤜ Traces [Mitsuya Takashi x Reader]

You give Takashi your favorite shirt to repair, and he realizes it smells of you...

⤜ Care [Madarame Shion x Reader]

Caring for Shion after he gets a stomach ache.

⤜ Jilted (not) Lover [Mitsuya Takashi x Reader]

Takashi is your best friend (who you have some more than friendly feelings for); so you don't understand why he never seems to want to spend time with you anymore.

⤜ 6 / 12 [Mitsuya Takashi x Reader]

A glimpse into a soft birthday morning with Takashi

⤜ Cozy [Hanemiya Kazutora x Reader]

Your boyfriend has a new outfit; inspired by a puzzreve tora costume

⋆ Wind Breaker

⤜ Cute Aggression [Sakura Haruka x Reader]

Your boyfriend is so cute you just want to bite him (and you do).

⤜ Lemon Blueberry [Suzuri Shuhei x Reader]

Shuhei bakes for the first time, with you

CHANGE | Series

↪ For a Minute in the Sunlight [Togame Jo x Tomiyama Choji x Reader]

A conversation between Jo and reader about Choji in the aftermath of the Shishitoren fight

↪ You Have Changed my Mind (And Put my Heart at Ease) [Togame Jo x Tomiyama Choji x Reader]

Post-Shishitoren fight, a moment between Choji and the two people closest to him

⤜ Jealousy, Jealousy [Inugami Teruomi x Reader]

Teruomi is all for camaraderie between Shishitouren and Furin; that is, until he notices Furin's pink haired pretty boy seemingly flirting with you…

⋆ Blue Lock

⤜ You Don’t Gotta Hold Me Down, Baby (I Know How to Sink) [Shidou Ryusei x Reader]

Ryusei is used to feeling empty at the end of the day; at least, until he has you.

⤜ Cat-Eye [Shidou Ryusei x Reader]

Ryusei's behavior reminds you of something...

And more to come...

[strafepanzer]

of love & lemons | k.bakugo | m.list

disclaimer!! this is a rewrite/heavily edited version of the fic i have on AO3/the fic i posted from lookslikeleese in 2019-2020! this is not plagiarised or stolen (i probably dont need this disclaimer, but we shall see ahhdjdjjsjaj)

▸ ▸ ▸ warnings: 18+! college au-ish (UUA is the university, but they're still training to be heroes), explicit sexual activity, sneaking around, unrequited love, secret sex friends, fem!reader, reader is a firecracker & has a fire-related quirk, todomomo, bakugo swears a LOT (i am sweating at how much he swears bdnfjjd), angst, alcohol consumption & partying, more tba as the chapters unfurl

▸ ▸ ▸ word count: 30k-ish

▸ ▸ ▸ a/n: i love this fic so much. it was my first foray into bnha and as such i want to talk about it more! aspects of the original fic don't align with my interests anymore and i really just love the story so im tweaking it a little. i hope you have fun coming on the journey with me (again, maybe)

chapter one: the cabin in the woods

wc: 6.3k | angst, making out

chapter two: the deal

wc: 7.6k | fingering, oral (m receiving)

chapter three: rumours

wc: 4.8k | angst, talking about feelings

chapter four: loose ends

wc: 6.7k | oral (f&m receiving), fingering

chapter five: epilogue

wc: tba