#collar pull mha x reader

[zouofzouey]

Pulling Them by the Collar | MHA & JJK w/ Fem!Reader

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA IT'S FINALLY DONE

I had to cut some characters just cause I wanted to get this out sooner

And uh... it's been a while. If you were wondering where I've been, let's just say I've gotten sick like 6 different times since I've written on Tumblr and I was kind of tired of doing sick headcanons.

Or you could say I was sick of sick headcanons. Groan

Anyway, enjoy lovelies.

Series; My Hero Academia and Jujutsu Kaisen

Characters; Bakubaby, Todomoki, and Gojoy

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Bakugou

"Y/n, don't be rash-"

"I'll be whatever the hell I want."

Your bestie, Yaomomo, chased after the ball of fury that is a scorned Y/n.

"Y/n, I know you're mad, I'm sure he didn't mean it!"

"Momo, don't make excuses for him."

"Y/n-"

A harsh turnaround stopped Momo in her tracks.

"Momo... I need to talk to him. Don't worry I'll be cool and rational."

"... Y/n, we both know that's not going to be the case..."

"Then I'll do it anyway."

"Wait!"

The door to Katsuki's dorm room slammed open.

There he was. Sitting on his comfy little bed.

He was reading a book and when he saw your angry face he quickly put it down and stared, "What the hell happened to you?"

Your eyebrow twitched as you stomped over to him.

Katsuki was still wearing his school uniform, he barely had gotten back from the last class before you got here. His tie was loose and the first few buttons of his button-up were unbuttoned.

The poor boy felt something tug around his neck. With a big pull, he was on his feet.

"Katsuki Bakugou."

"... Yes?"

"Why the hell did you eat my cake?"

"What are you talking about?"

"You were the one in my mini fridge last night. I had a strawberry cake in there. You took it didn't you?"

"That cake had been in there for two weeks. I threw it out."

Betrayal.

"I was saving that for a special occasion!"

He snarled, "Like what?"

"I don't know!"

Bakugou sighed, "I'll buy you another one if you want it that badly."

Your face brightened, "Really?"

"Just don't pull me up by the tie. It's stupid."

"You're stupid."

"You wanna repeat that?" A smirk made its way onto his face.

"You're stu-" He yanked at your tie, pulling you in for a kiss, "That ought to shut you up."

That left her with a blank expression, cheeks flushing a bit.

Bakugou turned and walked past her, "C'mon, let's get your damn cake."

Todoroki

It was a Thursday evening. You were leaned back in your bed, pillows propped up against the wall for comfort. In your hands was a shoujo manga Mina recommended to you.

The current scene was of a girl tugging her boyfriend by the tie for a kiss. And it caught your attention.

A certain two-toned haired boy would be perfect for a stunt like this. You couldn't help the sly smirk making its way onto your lips. Your bookmark was placed neatly in the page before you set it down on the table next to your bed.

With a skip in your step, you made your way down from your dorm room to the common space.

And there he was, he had just gotten back from class a few moments earlier, so his uniform was still on.

"Hey, Shouto?"

Your voice made him perk up a bit, he turned away from his conversation to smile at you. He was about to say something but was cut off by your iron grip on his tie.

He looked confused for a moment, but was caught more off guard by you tugging on his tie and bringing him down to your level.

Your lips ghosted over his in a small smile, it only took another second to give him a smooch worthy of the Gods.

Todoroki's face turned a little pink, but he reciprocated the kiss in no time.

The shocked faces of everyone around them were a nice cherry on top as your faces drifted apart.

"Just wanted to try something." You winked and gave Todoroki another kiss, this time on the cheek. You walked out and back to your dorm not long after.

"U-uh... Todoroki?" Midoriya asked with a concerned look on his face.

He had a dazed expression, once he snapped out of it his fingertips flew to his lips.

"I'll be right back."

He raced after you and soon caught up back in your dorm room.

"Y/n?"

"Hm?"

"Do it again."

Gojo

"Do I have to?"

"Yes. Stop complaining."

Gojo lazily laid on their shared bed, "But I don't wanna... formal events are so boring!"

Y/n turned toward him and scoffed a bit, "You sound like a child, Satoru."

He frowned a bit, "I'm just saying that we don't exactly have to go."

"I thought you enjoyed parties?"

"Not with a bunch of geezers, I'd rather stay here with you."

The h/c haired woman sighed, walking over to him. His tie was loosely around his neck, not properly tied.

"Let me fix your tie."

He pouted, "Honeyyyyyyy... please, let's just skip."

"Let me fix it."

Gojo made a little humpf sound and only sunk further into the pillows of the bed.

"Fine. Be that way."

He brightened a bit, "So we're not going?"

Instead of answering, Y/n simply leaned over his muscular frame, hovering with both hands placed on either side of his shoulders.

She leaned a little further down, Gojo pushed his head towards her to meet in a kiss. But rather than doing that, she grabbed hold of his tie, and with a big feat of strength, Y/n pulled him to his feet.

He was hunched over, Y/n fixing his tie. Once she was done she kissed his cheek.

"I'll grab your coat."

Gojo blankly stared at her retreating figure. He sighed, now knowing that there was no changing his girlfriend's mind.

"Honey?"

"Hm?" She came back in, his suit jacket in her hands.

"If you give me a kiss we'll get going."

She smiled and gave him another kiss on his cheek.

His hands landed on her waist, holding her in place as she tried to get his jacket on him.

"A real kiss."

Y/n smirked, "You'll get one if you can stay for the entire party."

She slipped the jacket onto him, a frown evident on his face.

"You're a tease."

"Only for you."

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[xotoru]

Guys im ovulating rn and this idea popped up into my head….. MHA boys x ovulating reader at a party or smth, and they notice? :3

I hope you like the way I did this nonie! also sorry this took so long....

Needy

𝖲𝗒𝗇𝗈𝗉𝗌𝗂𝗌:𝗋𝖾𝗊!

𝖶𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌: kissing, afab reader, swearing, p in v, fingering, making out, mostly suggestive, quick lazy smut mostly, badly proofread

𝖥𝖾𝖺𝗍: Katsuki.B, Shoto.T, Eijiro.K, Denki.K, Hanta.S, Izuku.M.

Bakugo.K

he would notice the second you don’t snap back at his attitude

The flashing lights and blaring music were nothing short of headache inducing.not a single part of you could care though. Even in the sea of people moving and jumping around all you could seem to think about was him.it had easily become too much, and soon you found yourself excusing your tired self to the kitchen where last you heard he was.

once you pushed past a few sweaty drunk people your eyes immediately landed on him. he was leaned against the sink drinking something from a red solo cup.his same rbf evident as he nodded along to the music by himself.even though he was probably annoyed you dragged him here and had a migraine, he look so beautiful. faint brushes of purple and blue lights flashed across his face from the living room. shining off his blonde hair perfectly.

Maybe it was the copious amounts of alcohol you had ingested, or maybe it was simply how desperate you were for him, but you immediately strode up to him. wasting no time to reach his bored frame. “What’s up?” He asked in his signature gruff voice.setting his drink down on the counter as he turned to face you fully.

you didn't even waste a second of your air before you were grabbing the collar of his shirt and smashing your lips onto his. every part of your movements were  unplanned and messy, and you were fairly sure he could tell.

quickly he pulled apart, not out of disgust but it seemed like more confusion. “fucks up with you?” he spoke in slight shock.you simply couldn’t stand being apart from him for a second so naturally you found yourself grabbing his face and pulling him back to your lips. quickly he pulled away again.

“thought you were on your period or something?” he asked in that same harsh tone of his.voice laced with genuine confusion and concern considering just a week ago you were saying no to sex cause it was ‘that time of the month’. his eyes studied your face carefully.like he was trying to figure out the answer to his own question before you could. you knew it would be futile though. through the flashing purple lights and the

large amounts of alcohol I had consumed there was only one thing etched onto my face, desire.

your eyes flit down to his lips but you hold back for another second. deciding to explain the situation you were currently in and how you were basically gushing all over your tiny pink thong at just the thought of being remotely near him. as you went to speak, not an ounce of annoyance on your face(something which would have been very clear if it were any normal day and he spoke to you like that.) you watched his mouth form a small “o” shape. He had beat you to it.

“oh I get it now...” he said as he leisurely pulled you closer to him by your hips. grabbing a handful of your ass as he leaned in real close. “No wonder you weren’t being a brat back...” he spoke against your neck before attacking it with dark, hungry kisses. you leaned your head back slightly to give him more access. you didn’t know what you had gotten yourself into with this, but just by the way he was touching you right now, you could tell it was about to be fucking awesome.

Izuku.M

Wouldn’t notice till maybe someone who saw says it as a joke

Now Izuku is a very smart guy. He's far from some air head boyfriend or any sort of overall idiot. Yet nonetheless he could be a bit, oblivious, at times. no matter how hard you stared or how your rubbed your legs together whenever he would innocently hold your thigh, he didn’t seem to notice.

such small touches. ones that would be typically overlooked. small ghostings of his hand against yours as you guys pass through the crowd of dancing people. or his firm grip on his drink as he nodded along to some sort of music in the kitchen.his arms looking oh so ravishing in the black long sleeve under his old shirt. or maybe it was how he was slightly out of breath and sweaty from dancing. coming over to you panting under his breath ever so slightly and asking you if you were alright, he was always so considerate. he was going to drive you insane.

you guys had been in a small group of people in the kitchen. talking amongst each other about how college and hero work had been going so far.everyone laughing heartily at stupid jokes and jabs, except for you. you only seemed to have one thing on your mind. eyes not being able to rip themselves from his pretty long fingers as he used his hands to explain some new piece of his quirk he was working on. or how Adam's apple bobbed as he swung the last of his drink down, face wrinkling at the bitterness of the alcohol the same way it does when he's about to cum.

“Jesus y/n, are you ovulating or something, you look like you’re about to eat izuku whole!” jokes mina from across the two of you. everyone's faces turned to wide smiles as they typically did when mina cracked a joke.laughs leaving their mouths along with your own. it had taken the both of you by surprise she noticed. you didn’t even think you were being that obvious.but as the lighter died down and the rest of the group chatted amongst themselves izuku turned to you.

“Are you?”he asked quietly.you nodded slowly.facer red with sheer embarrassment.you could tell something in his expression shifted as you confirmed your friends suspicions.

That shift was exactly how you ended up in some random bedroom.lacy underwear being thrown across the room along with the rest of your clothes.

“should’ve told me baby...” he huffed out into your ear as his rough fingers grazed over your soaking pussy.rubbing the smallest tight circles over your aching clit.you ha really been waiting for this all night and now that it was finally being given to you, you were mess.drool pooled at the corners of your lips as your boyfriend kissed them.eventually sliding his long thin fingers into your desperate cunt.

you moaned into his mouth.the strong taste of water drink he had earlier falling onto your tongue as it covered his.his fingers moved in and out of you senselessly.he was always such a sweet and caring boyfriend, but the second he would to you needed him in any way he was like a completely different person.his eyes were dark as he went to kiss your neck.leaving a trail of bites and marks as he did so.

as you held onto his shoulder desperately for support, you could feel yourself building up to your climax faster.the knot in your stomach beginning to tighten as your needy pussy did the same around his fingers. your breathing became erratic and your moans got louder as you approached your high.you hadn’t even noticed how he had pulled down your tube top and was now sucking on your perky tits.he looked up at you as you came undone on his fingers.eyes glossed over with love and lust.he really was fucking beautiful, it wasn’t just the ovulation speaking.

Denki.K

is basically ovulating with you

as soon as he saw the skimpy dress you chose to wear for the party he was hooked on you.eyes never leaving you and your figure the whole night. he was trained on your tits when you faced him and trained on your ass when you walked away or were dancing.once you walked into the kitchen he was standing in he pulled you close to him. “You look awful pretty tonight baby,” he said smugly into your ear.a smirk painted on his lips as he did so.

“thanks” you said sweetly with a smile.trying your best to ignore the growing wetness between your legs at simply the feeling of being pressed up against him.he kissed your collar bone. a few times teasingly as you guys sat in the somewhat crowded kitchen.everyone around you being too drunk or too caught up in something else to notice or care.

as you pressed yourself further into him you could feel the bulge growing in his jeans.the feeling of his excitement so close to yours made you squeeze your legs together subtly. “wanna fuck?” he asked childishly in your ear.you weren’t even looking at him but you didn’t have to be to see the smug grin he had plastered on his face.subtly you nodded yes and grabbed his hand.pulling him off to the first bathroom you saw.you made sure to lock the door before quickly pulling him towards your and your lips.

you gripped his shirts as he kissed you back.both of your tongues moving together messily as he backed you up and sat yo on the counter.once yo guys pull apart he hastily began to take his jeans off, along with your panties which were practically drenched by now. he made no fault to line his achingly needy cock up with your entrance before pushing his hips into yours.

your mouth hung open as he pushed into you.looking up at him as he moved slowly.he knew it could be hard for you to take all of him sometimes so he always went slow to start out.your legs shook around him as he continued to thrust into your walls.large hands holding you up by your pretty soft thighs.

he quickened his pace.pushing himself further into you causing your stomach to curl and for your eyes to flutter.he was reaching every part of you that your fingers or any other guy for that matter, never could.his hips moved faster into yours.chasing his own high desperately seeing as he had been basically creaming his pants all night sincere first saw you all dolled up. “you feel so fucking good...” he whispered.chucking slightly under his breath.

“why’re you...mph-laughing?” you barely got out through his harsh thrusts and your moans.looking at him and his stupidly wide smile as he stared down at where you two were connected with confusion.

“not laughing at you...just huff I dunno...” he mumbled as you picked up his pace.biting his lip as he used the counter t stabilize himself while he pushed further intyour soaking cunt.you didn’t even career about his strange comment.lust taking over your mind as your head leaned back against the mirror behind you while he fucked into you.he made no sense a lot of the time, but boy could he fuck your brains out

Shoto.T

Wouldn’t realize at all I fear

He looked so good tonight, too good almost. He never normally dressed down so seeing him in those dark blue jeans and random tee shirt was making your eyes practically fall out of their sockets. as he talked to some people casually you couldn’t rip your eyes from his sender frame from the island  in the kitchen where you were meant to be getting the two of you more drinks.

you swore you could feel knees go slightly weak as his lips curled into a small smile while he nodded along to whatever the person was saying.before you knew it you were strutting over to him desperately.

“Hey baby, where’re our drinks?” he asked as he looked down at your empty hands. you had honestly forgotten about the drinks as soon as he caught your eye from across the kitchen

you glanced over at the people he had been talking to quickly before turning back to look into his lidded eyes. “can we uhm...go” you asked timidly.nervous for what he would say. your palms already feeling clammy just from being near him.the wetness between your legs began to pool slowly as you stood there.

he nodded quickly without question. “yeah yeah of course” he said, voice laced with concern. He took his hand into your sweaty one and began to lead the two of you out of the crowded booming house. flashing lights and drunk sweaty swaying bodies would normally make you  uncomfortable but with just the touch of his rough large hand gripping yours, your mind was plagued with utterly lewd thoughts of him.

it felt as if you had blinked and you were getting into the car. before he could speak to ask you what was wrong you were rushing my body over the center console and pulling hip lips to mine. surprisingly  he kissed you back immediately. your lips were moving in an embarrassingly desperate way that made your face go flush and body lean further into his.

his eyes closed as his tongue meticulously fought yours for further touch.it was basically routine at this point for the two of you guys considering how many times you’ve had to sneak out of the dorms to his car so you could just be alone for some time, but nonetheless the riskiness of it all made you beyond excited. the fact that anyone could see us through the clear windows of his car made your thighs squeeze tighter tightly.

as we pulled away to catch our breath you could feel the way your eyes stared at his parted wet lips. the small ragged breaths coming in and out of it making you even more enamored with the boy in front of me. “back seat?” he asked nonchalantly. even in the toughest of training your body had never moved faster to do what a person had instructed of you. you were beyond desperate.

Hanta.S

would notice, y’all would not make it to that party

He knew as soon as he saw you wear that tiny dark red thong he had bought you for your birthday just a month ago that you were looking for trouble tonight.Your short dress riding up just ever so slightly below where the root of your last pregnancy scare covered your pretty cunt. you were hoping for something tonight, and although he was going to give it to you (like he did with everything you’ve ever wanted), he didn’t know how long he could wait.

Before you two even stepped into the crowded house he had his hand placed firmly on your plush thigh the whole ride there. “You're gonna crash driving like that...” you teased.honey voice breaking through the peaceful silence of the night time drive.

“I only need one hand to drive when you’re with me” he responded smugly.smirking ever so slightly as he spoke in a way he knew would get you riled up.you had always liked when he spoke so lowly.like he was saying something he only wanted you to hear. something so seductive or dirty it would only make sense for the words to only fall on your ears.

he squeezed your thigh without thinking much of it before turning back to the road.the dark knight flashed by city lights filling the atmosphere around the two of you. he always looked so beautiful with the bright lights of the city illuminating his every feature, but tonight especially he looked utterly gorgeous.the small smirk tugging on his lips as he kneaded the plush flesh of your thigh, and the small moles that nobody else had ever gotten close enough to see, and the way his dark messy hair sat on his head so perfect. you were struggling to stay in your passenger seat to say the least.

which is exactly why you didn’t, you simply couldn’t. your bodies moved for you causing you to end up sprawled across his lap.core dripping onto his leaky tip as you hovered over him. the fear that someone might catch you lost in the haze and fog of your mind

as you stared down into his lazy eyes which twitched ever so slightly as you lowered yourself onto him.

It was truly amazing how quickly you found yourself bouncing on him.hips and knees moving quicker than normal. you were hungry, you had been waiting for this practically all night. That's not to say he wasn’t enjoying himself either, his eyes which rested in the back of his skull and his lip which had found a home between his teeth were just a few tell-tale signs he was enjoying this plenty.

eventually, as his large hand found a way to your ever moving hips, he found the control to say something “Jesus I knew you were horny but...Huff...this is like a-fuck...whole new person” he sputtered out, his head bobbing slightly to the pace you moved up and down on him. His words or what they meant hadn’t even registered in your head as you stared into his deep dark eyes, falling into them slowly, as if you were drowning in your own ecstasy you gained from just looking at him.so depraved and needy although he had been given just what he wanted.

Once you both eventually reached your highs, shaking legs and tumbling hands and all, he spoke up again. “You're ovulating aren’t ya?” he asked slyly.a smirk tugging at his weak lips once again.your face flushed at his words. not expecting him to have known or noticed, you didn’t even realize how insane you had been acting ever since you both stepped foot into the car.

“how’d you know” you asked as you backed up from where you had been leaning over on his chest.still a bit out of breath but wanting to hear his answer nonetheless.

“you just rode me  into another dimension without my help at all” he chuckled as he looked down to where you two were still connected. eyes flitting back up to your now flushed face as his lips light pecked your jaw before he effortlessly lifted you off of him and back into the passenger. looking at your fucked out blissful face once more before he reached into the backseat to grab the towel you guys used whenever you couldn’t wait till you got out of the car, which was more often then not surprisingly.

Eijiro.K

Would only know cause he tracks your cycle

As you guys got ready to go to your friends “small get together” you couldn’t pry your eyes off of him. no matter what you were doing or how much attention the task at hand required you couldn’t stop looking at  him in your shared bathroom mirror. You ended up leaning over the counter further than you needed to to do your makeup or put some earrings on.hoping that he would catch a glimpse of your red thong from your dress as I rode up slightly.

just to secure his suspicions he check his phone quickly.opening his period tracker app and seeing [you], you were in fact ovulating.without even thinking he found himself pressed against the back of you.muscular arms wrapping around your waist.you hadn’t even noticed how his fingers slowly reached under your skirt.

before you even knew it your arms were shaking as you held yourself up of the could marble counter.your boyfriends thick cock thrusting in and out of you quickly.you were honestly shocked seeing how quickly he caught on to the fact you were honey, having no knowledge of the app on his phone.his large hands gripped your hips as they aloo held your dress up, keeping the fabric bunched up just enough for him to be able to see the fat of your ass moving against him as he thrusted into you.

his leaking mushroom tip was hitting your insides so perfectly, it made you feel stupid how your eyes were rolling back as your mouth hung open slightly.fluid moans and slurred words spilling from your lips with no end in sight.your tits swaying inside of the loose fabric as his hips moved against yours.eventually they smiled out from the falling top.you swore you could see his eyes light up ever so slightly n the reflection of the mirror as that happened.

as you were too far gone tontine he leaned down to be right at your ear level. “so fuckin’ pretty, gushing all over my cock just for me...” he whispered filthily.his hard pistoning of his hips making your legs shake as they held you up.the heels you had opted to wear were making your feet oh so uncomfortable as you  stood in the same spot for far too long, but you were honestly too cockdrunk to even care in the slightest.

slowly you snaked your arm behind you to pull his neck closer to you.fingertips grazing over the edge of his hair gently.your touch ghosting over the back of his neck so delicately.he whimpered ever so slightly in your ear as you continued your movement on your fingertips.

his lips came down to suck on your neck sweetly.leaving big messy kisses to the sensitive skin as he didn't stop his movements for a split second.your poor pussy squelching around him as you sucked is cock in even further.desperate for your own release as he rubbed against your wet gummy walls.

once you could feel yourself getting close you involuntarily squeezed around him more.his hips choked at the acton but nonetheless, he quirked his pace.leaving a few harsh smacks to your ass as he pushed further and faster into you.before you knew it you were coating his cock in your stringy cum.panting as you tired your best to reel yourself in.thank God for that app.

I hope someone gets the ptv reference on sero’s :(

[boohorns1136439]

Learning to belong ~ poly!MHA x fem!Reader (03)

Hi everyone! Hope you enjoyed this chapter.

The next chapter will take me much longer to finish and post because I have to go back to uni 😭🔫.

Warning: cursing, blood

tags: aged-up characters ; Pack! Izuku Midoriya X Bakugo Katsuki X Shoto Todoroki X Kirishima Eijirou ; Omega!Izuku Midoriya ; Omega!Bakugo Katsuki ; Omega!Shoto Todoroki ; Omega!Kirishima Eijirou ; technically Beta!Reader ; afab!Reader ; modern Au ; post-UA ; Reader has a quirk ; non hero!Reader ; eventually smut ; bisexual!Reader

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It’s fucking hurt. The warmth that had been spreading through your lower belly, enveloping your body, was shattered by a sharp pain pulsing in your head.

Disoriented, you struggled to grasp what was happening. One moment, you were lost in a fantasy of frosted berries, honey, and Todoroki, and the next, someone had slammed you against the wall. The look in his eyes made it clear—he was ready to tear you apart.

It wouldn’t be hard for him to do that, with those teeth. You had never noticed them looking so sharp before. On TV, Red Riot always came across as the friendliest hero, his wide grin and bright eyes inviting trust. He was always ready to lighten the mood with his jokes and loud laugh, the hero who went out of his way to help civilians with their everyday tasks. Everyone who met him had a soft spot for him—he truly was a vision of strength and kindness.

But now, under the glare of his red eyes, his fists clenched tightly around your collar, none of that friendliness remained. His rage was palpable, you could feel it in the way his grip tightened with every passing second, the way his chest heaved with each furious breath.

He looked like he was on the verge of exploding, and you were the target of all that fury. His lips pulled back in a snarl, revealing those razor-sharp teeth. They weren’t just sharp, they were brutal, lethal and merciless. Red Riot wasn’t just ready to beat you up—he looked like he wanted to rip you apart, piece by piece, until there was nothing left. The once-kind, soft-hearted hero was gone, replaced by a tsunami of anger and violence, ready to unleash it all on you.

You knew how bad this whole situation looked—being caught with your hands on a claimed Omega (in heat) by one of his packmates was always a good enough reason for them to beat your ass. But this wasn’t the case, was it? No, it wasn’t, and you were ready to tell Red Riot so. So you tried to explain yourself quickly, to not give more time for his rage to boil over.

“Red Riot, I know it looks bad, but I swear, as a doctor, I was…” Your words hurriedly left your mouth, trying to defend yourself, but before you could finish your sentence, you felt his fist land straight into your face.

You were thrown to the ground. The pain from earlier was nothing compared to this. Blood spilled out of your nose and mouth, and you could swear you heard the sickening crack of your nose breaking under his blow. Now it really fucking hurt. Fat tears ran down your face, mixing with blood.

Red Riot didn’t want any explanation, he asked for one, but he wasn’t interested in hearing it. Fear crawled down your spine as sobs of pain and horror escaped your mouth, your vision spinning as you tried to look up at him, still uncertain of what just happened. Breaking your nose didn’t calm him down, and by the way he clenched his fist, you knew he was ready to strike again.

You barely heard Todoroki’s frantic shout, calling for Red Riot, but you did notice the putrid smell of rotten berries, rotting mango, and the sharp sourness of passion fruit beneath the thick metallic scent of your own blood. For one second, your eyes flicked to Todoroki, but your attention was stolen by Red Riot. You saw his muscles harden, flesh turning into stone. It was as if the storm surrounding him had solidified, and you were trapped inside it, powerless, unable to escape. Fighting back seemed pointless in the moment, you didn’t know if you’d even stay conscious if he hit you again.

But then, Todoroki’s second attempt at calling out for Red Eiot broke through the storm. His call cut through the tension like a knife and the angry hero’s focus shifted for an instant, his rage momentarily distracted.

“Shoto, are you okay? I’m so sorry I didn’t come—“ His voice was thick with worry and panic.

You didn’t wait to hear the rest. You scrambled to your feet and bolted out of the room, running for your life. Your legs propelled you forward, carrying you as fast as they could. You didn’t know if Red Riot was following, and you were too terrified to look back and find out. Your vision blurred as you crashed into a medical cart outside an open room, sending its contents flying across the floor but you didn’t care, you couldn’t stop to apologize and put it back together. You couldn’t stop at all. All you could do was run.

The hallways blurred past as you sprinted, your mind a panicked mess of fear and pain. The sharp sting of your broken nose, the blood dripping onto your clothes, the pounding in your skull—it all became a distant haze as you focused on one thing: escape. You didn’t even know how you managed to find the locker room, but somehow, your trembling hands found yours locker and you grabbed your bag and car keys as fast as possible, ignoring the confused stares of the people nearby.

You sprinted toward the parking lot, and when you finally reached it, you were gasping for air, tears still streaming down your face. Your legs felt like jelly, but you kept moving, stumbling toward your car. You shoved the door open with urgency. Once inside, your hands were shaking so badly that starting the engine felt impossible. You twisted the key over and over, your heart pounding, until the car finally roared to life.

You slammed your foot on the gas and sped out of the parking lot, reckless, your mind spinning, with no care for speed limits. All that mattered was getting as far away from that place, from him, as possible.

Is this shorter than usual? I can’t really tell. I think this chapter technically has more words than the last one, though. Anyway, I know Bakugo is usually the angry, "violent" guy in fics, but I’ve always thought Kirishima would beat someone into the ground if they ever took advantage of his partner. Plus, I always felt like fics were lacking people getting their asses beat.

So, I thought, let’s beat the reader’s ass!

I guess this is the end of the prologue. After this, we’re entering the “real” story, and we’ll meet the rest of the pack (not right away, but you get the idea). I’ll also have more room to explore the reader's personality. So far, all we’ve really seen is her being professional, confused, horny, and scared 😭.

Do any of you even read these author notes? It’s okay if I’m just talking to myself here. I always like the sound of my voice (well, my writing here, but you get it).

Criticisms are always welcome !

Big thank you to @cafekitsune who made the beautiful dividers

02 <- 03 -> 04

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[miyamoratsumuu]

FIGHT FOR ME

Fight for Me by Barrett Wilbert Weed, acapella version, ft. Hitoshi Shinsou 

⋆ would he fight for you because it was for you, or only because you were acquaintances?

requested by @angeliicheartt : HIHI CUTIE!! i was wondering if i could get fight for me by barrett wilbert weed (heathers: the musical) acapella version ft. hitoshi shinso the loml 😚

⋆ shinsou hitoshi x female reader ⋆ written in 2nd pov, wc: 1.4k ⋆ this request is from the 400 followers event!! mha masterlist ⋆ other notes: mild swearing

it was lunch time at UA high, you and your circle of friends were on your way to the cafeteria. the school as a whole had just recovered from the war, meaning you were now in your second year. that also means you have underclassmen roaming the halls with you now. most of them are respectful, having admiration toward you and your class for having a large part in the past war. the rest of them though, you can’t say the same about them. as believed, everyone is entitled to their own opinions. though only some are thick-skinned enough to voice them out. it just so happens that a decent amount of your underclassmen are those kinds of people. 

since the final part of the war was shown to almost the whole of japan, most of said “opinions” consist of you and your classmates’ hero suits, contributions to the fights against the villains, and overall participation in the war. as you walk through the halls full of students of different years, more than often do you hear your name come out of their mouths. todoroki signalled for you to stop walking for a moment as uraraka wanted to put the textbooks she didn’t need anymore back in her locker. you were standing beside midoriya with shinsou on his other side. 

shinsou’s more so the “new kid” in class A. sure, he’s been in UA since you were first years, but he was only able to transfer to class A this year, after working with the class during the war. he started to spend most of his time with you, midoriya and some of the others. the two of you don’t have the closest relationship, but you acknowledged each other as friends. 

“she’s from 2A, right?” the voice of a first year caught your attention. from your peripheral vision, you could see her eyes looking at you. she and whoever she was talking to were behind you, slightly to your left. you didn’t know what course she was from, but you recognized the student she was with to be a first year in the hero course. you were about to completely turn away when the hero in training spoke up too.

“yeah, she’s one of the ones that didn’t have much to offer for the whole war.” he chuckled before continuing “dunno why they kept her in the hero course. her hero suit looks way too revealing and it looked like she hesitated a lot during the war.”

he stopped talking and it sounded like he was cut off. you were still about to face your underclassman to have a word with him, but someone seemed to beat you to it. turns out the first year was cut off after all. as you turned around, you were met with a sight to behold. shinsou grabbed onto the guy’s collar, effectively shutting him up. the chatter in the hallway seemed to quiet down too. you didn’t notice that your jaw was practically on the floor before uraraka tapped you on the shoulder.

“what happened?” she quietly asked from your right. 

“I..” you didn’t know what to say either before you lightly shook your head and stepped forward to pull your classmate away from the pale-faced first year. whispers and murmurs began to resonate around you. you were stopped in your tracks when shinsou spoke up. 

“you talk about her again and you’ll find the trouble you’re looking for” he pulled the underclassman closer by his collar, his words purposely seeping with venom. all the first year could do was nod and frantically leave with the gen course student after shinsou let him go. from where you stood, you could see shinsou continue to glare at the two until they were out of view. he scoffed and turned around to face you and your jaw-slacked friends.

people in the hallway began to mind their own business as footsteps and loud chatter were heard again. shinsou raised an eyebrow at the three of you, not including todoroki. he had a mix of a look of confusion and pride on his face, a huge contrast to you, midoriya, and uraraka whose jaws were practically on the floor. shinsou opened his mouth to talk, but uraraka and midoriya beat him to it.

“what was that?!” the two of them exclaimed in unison. earning a wince from shinsou and you, given that you were standing right beside the two. you subtly stepped to the side, slightly moving away from them as you continued to keep your eyes on shinsou in front of you. 

“the guy was talking shit, what’d you expect me to do” he said it as if the answer was obvious. midoriya was about to question him more when todoroki insisted that they have to head to the cafeteria already if they didn’t want to miss their lunch. he had a point, and so you all obliged.

as you all made your way to the cafeteria again, your steps were slow and you walked behind the group. you still pondered on everything that just happened, not believing that your friends could move on from it so quickly. why would shinsou do that? was it specifically because you were the one being talked about? or was he really just set on defending a friend? no, you weren’t that close. not yet, atleast. as questions continued to pop into your mind, little did you know that shinsou was starting to walk slowly, carefully trying to match your pace. you had only noticed when he lowered his head to meet your eyes.

“you okay?” his voice was laced with genuine concern as he continued to walk beside you, his eyes still trying to meet yours. you jumped, not expecting to hear a voice right beside you. you only had eye contact with him for a second before you lowered your head again. the sudden interaction flustered you, especially after what happened by the lockers just earlier. with the lack of a response from you, shinsou continued to talk.

“sorry about earlier. I acted on impulse, I hope I didn’t weird you out.” hearing that, you raised your head again to look at him. only he wasn’t looking at you anymore. his left hand was on the back of his neck as his eyes were drawn to the floor. you stopped walking and and shinsou quickly noticed you weren’t right beside him anymore. he stopped walking and turned around to face you. the brainwash hero was taken aback when you clutched onto your stomach and began to giggle.

“jeez, shinsou, didn’t know you were the funny type” you said in between laughs. confusion was apparent in his features as you wiped the tears from your eyes. 

“you quite literally almost fought for me. why the hell would I be weirded out by that? I should thank you, I almost slapped the guy myself. you saved me from the trouble with nezu, y’know.” shinsou’s confusion was instantly replaced with a look of relief, a small smile now gracing his lips. he shoved his hands in his pockets before meeting your eyes again. even after risking the chance of a punishment because of what happened with the first year earlier, he still had it in him to spare you a smile. 

“thanks, I guess. I was nervous I might’ve made the wrong first impression with you already.” you raised a brow at that.

“oh? the hitoshi shinsou worried about making a good first impression on me?” you began to walk forward, intending to stand right in front of shinsou. 

“I mean, you are one of the so called “cool kids” of UA. why wouldn’t I?” he challenged, taking a small step closer so his face was right in front of yours.

“yeah yeah whatever, kid.” you stepped to the side and began to make your way to the cafeteria again, shinsou following right beside you. 

“for real though, don’t worry about it. I’d do the same for you if ever the opportunity came.” as you continued to walk side by side, you placed your elbow on shinsou’s shoulder. you side eyed him, trying to gauge his reaction. 

“would you now?” he met your eyes again. he had a teasing tone, but the gentle smile was still on his face. 

“duh! as long as you fight for me, you could bet a million dollars I’m fighting for you as long as I’m still around.” 

“well then I’ll gladly do it over and over again. just for you.”

a/n: hope this turned out fine! tysm for requesting elle!!<3 'm so sorry I sort of left out the actual fighting part, I was too much of a coward to write it because I didn't know how to write fights at all 😭🙏🏻

[lostinwildflowers]

YO (idk if I can do two together like this but) number 17 from the gestures prompt matches SO WELL with the first line from the dialogue list ("Hold on, let me fix this for you." ) LIKE OMG. IMAGINE THAT WITH HAWKS. IM DEAD ALREADY.

Smudged

Keigo "Hawks" Takami x Reader

Summary: A dressed up night is unusual for you and Hawks, yet all you want to do is go home and relax together.

Word Count: 1.3K

Warnings: Suggestive themes but nothing NSFW, Hawks being a flirty shit, fluff<3

A/N: Just for my special Nem Nem! I've actually been on an MHA kick so this works in my favor. Enjoy some ~shmexy~ Hawks! -Birch<3

Prompts used:

1. "Hold on, let me fix this for you."

17. Standing still as your lover rubs smudged lipstick/lipstick stains off of your skin, catching them off guard by pressing a kiss against their fingertip.

Waiters and waitresses rushed by your table, platters of fine wines and cheese charcuterie boards bustling past. For one of the fanciest and highest-rated restaurants in Japan, you somehow felt uncomfortable.

Your husband, Keigo, sat across from you at your premier seating arrangement. Your view was gorgeous, you couldn't deny it.

It was a red brick rooftop overlooking the city below, with the sun setting across the skyscrapers, painting them in soft shades of lavender and baby blue just as the sun was sinking.

The city below you was alive, it was Friday night after all. Horns honked on the roadways below, everyone rushing around to meet up with friends or get home to watch the newest episode of their favorite show.

The best view was the one sitting across from you- Keigo. Leaning back in his chair, he seemed completely unbothered by the looks the two of you were getting.

It wasn't hard to see why he was the best sight around. His blonde curls were soft and smoothed out of his face, just a stray curl falling out of place to lay on his forehead.

His hair was longer than usual, but you didn't seem to mind. You preferred to run your fingers through the feathery pieces when they were longer, as it gave you a way to draw him close to you.

Keigo's skin was clear and ever so slightly dewy from the heat of the night, the bastard. Paired with his golden gaze and dark, thick lashes, he was glowing.

The part that seemed to have you bewitched was the white button-down covering his torso. It was a plain, white dress shirt, yes, but Keigo made it look like it should have been on a runway.

The sleeves were rolled up neatly to his elbows, showing off his strong and thick forearms. To fancy up his outfit, he even wore his newest watch, the silver glinting with the rays of the sun.

As if that wasn't enough, a few bands of silver covered his fingers, the rings enhancing the length and thickness of the digits, which you had to keep steering your mind away from.

Keigo seemed to be on a roll trying to distract you because in addition to his arms and hands looking inviting, the top two buttons were undone around his collar. His defined clavicle poked through, the necklace with your initial hanging around his neck making your heart flutter every time you looked at it.

To top it all off, well-fitting black slacks and dress shoes pulled the whole look together. And he had the audacity to sit across from you and not even realize he was a heaven-sent angel.

"Hey love," his voice rips you out of your trance, "I'm thinking I either want the grilled chicken salad or the pork shogayaki. What do you think?"

His eyes flash up to meet yours innocently, his golden gaze genuine as he gauged your reaction. He gets distracted looking at you though.

There you are, looking shy and uncomfortable, yet breathtakingly beautiful. Your hair was pinned up on your head, leaving your neck accessible to the air to stay cool.

Small bits and pieces of jewelry donned your ears, wrists, and neck, but nothing too flashy. Even though Keigo promised to take you to the fanciest place in Japan, you didn't feel like standing out.

A black dress was your first choice, the cut tight around your waist but flowed out around your hips, the fabric perfect for getting twirled around the dance floor.

Keigo's favorite part about your look? The deep burgundy lipstick that glimmered almost too much on your lips. They just looked so kissable, so bite-able, that he was completely distracted from ordering.

You look back at your husband, giving him an uncertain smile before mumbling, "Oh, that all sounds lovely, but..." You trail off as another set of waiters hustle by, and you scooch toward Keigo to avoid them.

His hand immediately comes up to rest on the back of your chair, his gaze following the wait staff to ensure none of them touched you by accident.

When the coast is clear and he turns back to you, your face still holds a hint of nervousness. He smiles at you softly and asks, "Spit it out, love."

You close your eyes and huff before picking up his golden gaze and murmuring, "I kind of just want to go home."

Before he can say anything, you wave your hands in front of you and protest, "And it's not because dinner isn't going to be good or I don't enjoy the view, or that I don't appreciate you bringing me to this really fancy-" "Y/n/n," he cuts you off.

He gives you a wide and cheeky grin as he replies, "Doll, I was waiting to see how long it took you to break." Your mouth falls open in shock as you playfully swat at him, but he chuckles and catches your failed attempt.

Instead, he clasps your wrist and hauls you to your feet, walking you around the tables to the edge of the restaurant. His wings poof out behind him, and he releases your hand to step up onto the edge of the roof.

Then, Keigo turns around to face you, well aware of the gazes of everyone around you glued to his spectacle. He grins wickedly before offering you his hand and stating, "My lady?"

You roll your eyes as you take his hand, and just like that, you are whisked off into the sunset. You can't help the laugh that falls from your lips as he wraps his arms around you, the wind tugging at your clothes and hair.

Keigo tries flying as smoothly as he can to get you home comfortably, but he also enjoys the time he can have you wrapped up in his arms without a care in the world.

The second you land on your specialized balcony after your short flight, he sets you down gently, wrapping his arms around your waist. Keigo gazes down at you softly and whispers, "I don't care if we go out to the fanciest place to eat or stay in and order KFC. I just want to see you smile and be happy."

Your hands come up to play with the hair at the base of his neck as you whisper back, "I am happy." He smiles at you gently, leaning in to kiss you before he freezes.

His sharp gaze manages to see a smudge of lipstick at the edge of your bottom lip. Must have bumped something on the flight home.

You pout as he pulls away from you, and it takes everything in him to not lean down and smash his lips against yours at the plushness of your lips. Keigo just chuckles and says, "Hold on baby, let me fix this for you."

Your body stills as one of his hands comes up to cup your cheek gently, his thumb swiping against your bottom lip to clear off the small red stain. Just before he can completely pull his hand away, you ever so slightly lean forward, pressing a soft kiss to the tip of his finger, painting it red.

You can feel his body pause against yours, and you giggle at the red suddenly dusting Keigo's cheeks. "Good to know I still have that effect on you after all these years," you joke, tightening your grip on his hair.

"Oh love, you have that effect on me every day. And in this dress?" He whistles at the end of his sentence, his gaze flickering up and down to take in your appearance. Keigo's words are flirty, yes, but his eyes are full of love as he leans into you, gently nuzzling your nose against his own.

"Keigo Takami, are you just trying to get in my pants?"

"Y/n Takami, are you always this enchanting?"

"C'mon bird brain, show me how you'd like to clean up this lipstick."

"I can think of a few different positions~"

[submenarehotties]

“ 𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙮 𝙗𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩! „

submissive! katsuki bakugou x dominant! female! reader.

(does not follow the plot of the mha/bnha manga or anime)

cw’s + tw’s: nsfw, explicit language, nipple play (bakugou receives), overstimulation (bakugou receives), mean! reader, slight angst, bakugou wears lingerie, slight blowjob (bakugou receives).

timeskip: “❀ ❀ ❀”

summary: Who says Bakugou can’t have an early birthday present? But - does he even deserve it? After all, he just pissed you off. But, you're pretty generous.

note: bakugou is 18+. you & bakugou are pro-heroes. not proof-read.

word count: 1.4K+

Katsuki Bakugou had been an asshole lately and his birthday was coming up. It was certainly pissing you off. Did he even deserve a present from you?

“Hey dumbass Deku! Where’s my girl?” Bakugou accuses, stomping into Midoriya’s room.

“Hey, Kacchan! And (y/n)? I don’t know where she is.” Midoriya replies with a hand resting on the back of his neck awkwardly.

Bakugou grabs Midoriya by the collar of his shirt, “Don’t call her that, only I get to call her that, shitty Deku.”

“O-Okay… Sorry!” Midoriya apologizes.

“Hey, Izuku, I was wondering if you ha—” You walk into Midoriya’s room, pausing at the scene before you.

Bakugou immediately drops Midoriya at your sudden voice.

Ignoring Midoriya who was on the ground, Bakugou stomped his way over to you, his gaze worried, “Where the hell did you go?”

“Are you hurt?” Bakugou rasped as he scanned you.

“Why would I be hurt…?” You question.

“You weren’t in your room last night.” Bakugou explained, his hands resting at the small of your back, holding you close.

“I was only training Izuku. His skills need to be more refined while fighting, so I offered to help.” You reply confusedly.

Bakugou turned to Midoriya furiously.

"You lied to me? You fucking asshole! You knew exactly where she was—"

A loud slap echoed throughout the room. Everything and everyone in the room froze but you. You roughly grabbed Bakugou's chin and made him look you in the eye.

You were furious. You thought Bakugou had learned and agreed to stop fighting with Midoriya at every chance he could get.

You leaned over his ear and whispered, "I swear Katsuki, if you pull a stunt like that again, I'll leave you hot and bothered, no one to touch you - at all. I don't give a fuck if it's close to your birthday. So do me a favor and shut your goddamn mouth."

When you looked at Bakugou again he had a flushed face.

"Yes, m-ma'am," Bakugou murmured.

“W-What is happening right now?”

Bakugou’s head whips over to Midoriya and he almost bursts out with something stupid that would’ve got him in trouble.

But, Bakugou simply says, “Be quiet, you damn nerd.”

Bakugou’s quiet, but more respectful than you’ve ever seen him.

Midoriya had a blush of his own. Now that made you smirk.

“You’re free to join—if you’d like.” You tease.

You could’ve sweared you saw a flash of green from Midoriya’s fists that were held tightly. Hm…

“Please s-stop. Enough teasing.” Bakugou grumbles under his breath, before storming out of Midoriya’s room.

You chuckled to yourself before calmly walking out of Midoriya’s room, you give Midoriya a wink. Man, it’s so easy to make him blush.

“Damn it—” Bakugou grabs you by your waist and slams Midoriya’s door, pressing you against his shut door. “I can’t leave you alone for a fucking second. Was this your plan? To make me jea—never mind…”

You hummed with a very sweet smile on your face, “I’m getting bored - you’re boring me. Put on a show or I’m moving on.”

Bakugou flinched as if he had been slapped again. You hadn’t even slapped him.

You lied. Bakugou could never bore you. Thrashing against you as you made him give into extreme pleasure. He denyed the pleasure until you proved him wrong.

You wanted to toy with him. Make him hurt, just like he hurts the feelings of others. For no damn reason at all.

“Whatever.” Bakugou murmured, his shoulders slumping, a low sigh escaping him.

Bakugou simply walked away.

You couldn’t contain your smile any longer. It was lucky that he had just left.

One thing you also noticed before you saw Bakugou leave was… He was shaking.

Bakugou couldn’t stand that he couldn’t read your feelings. You didn’t let anyone see.

Bakugou wanted to be the first one.

Bakugou watched you from a distance as you talked with pro-hero, Hawks - as if you hadn’t just hurt his feelings a few minutes ago.

Bakugou thought he was doing a good job for you. But… He was boring you?

He needed to fix that.

❀ ❀ ❀

You and Bakugou shared a house. You had easy access to him. You liked it that way. You took your ‘frustrations’ out on him.

Bakugou heard the door shut and flinched even though he knew the exact time and second you came home.

Usually you’d greet Bakugou. Of course, he always gets home before you.

You rolled your shoulders and let out a tired sigh. You needed a drink. You poured yourself a glass of wine and scrolled through social media.

You heard the bedroom door open then close.

“Hey.” Bakugou whispered in greeting.

Without looking up, you continued to scroll through your phone, glass of wine in your other hand, “Hi.”

You heard Bakugou come closer, but you didn’t dare to pay attention to him. You were ‘mad’.

“‘m sorry.”

“For what, Kats?” You question.

“That you’re bored of me…”

You sighed, finally looking up at Bakugou, shocked at the sight before you. Bakugou in your lingerie.

Just from your stare, Bakugou’s head popped through the panties. He swallowed nervously.

“Come here.” You commanded.

Bakugou listened and moved in front of you.

“You think dressing up as a whore is gonna get me going?” You ask, running a hand down Bakugou’s chest.

“Yes…?” Bakugou sounded unsure as he shuddered from your sudden touch.

Hell yeah it was.

You stand up and grab your wine, walking to the couch, before sitting yourself down comfortably.

“Come sit. Now.”

Bakugou was there in an instant. His hands were shaking, his body covered in goosebumps. You knew he wasn’t cold. He was like a bitch in heat.

“Do you deserve it?” You ask, circling a finger around the head of his cock.

“Deserve what—hmghh…” Bakugou moaned, his hips instinctively thrusting up for friction.

“Fuck, this is so e-embarrassing.” Bakugou murmured his eyes on you, sweat already clouding his sexy face.

“Why not make it more?” You tip your wine glass down his chest, the wine painting his chest red like art.

Bakugou’s eyes were glued to you as you lowered yourself on your knees. You watched Bakugou in return. You spread his legs wide.

“Don’t close your legs. Got it, Kats?” You state.

Bakugou let out a weak whine and gave you a slow nod. He was already in a pleasured state. Just your attention was enough.

You leaned up and placed kisses all down his chest, licking and sucking at any remainder of wine. Bakugou whimpered, his hands all in your hair, his legs shaking trying to keep them open for you.

You flicked his nipples with your tongue. Bakugou was shuddering uncontrollably under you.

“Been a while, hm? Since I last played with you.” You taunted, putting pressure on his dick with your hand.

The friction of the pattern on the panties and the pressure, just felt so damn good to him.

“I-I can’t—!” Bakugou’s head was spinning.

“Going to cum so soon? You’re more desperate than I thought. Hm… Go ahead. Cum for me, Katsuki.” You say, continuing to tease his cock and torture his chest with your mouth.

Splurts of his cum coated your hand and you pulled down the panties and you used his cum as lube to continue to jerk him off. The pleasure quickly ended and turned to a tickling, painful feeling.

“N-No!” Bakugou cried out, trying to close his legs, his hands shakily trying to remove your hands from him.

“I’d like to see you try, you whiny bitch.” You taunt, quickening your strokes on him.

Bakugou was always bad at overstimulation. Just after one time cumming is hard for him. That’s exactly why you chose to do this to him.

“Fuck, I can’t anymore—mghh—nooo!”

“If you can’t anymore, why is your cock still leaking then, hm?”

“I-I—”

Your mouth connected to his cock and he couldn’t hold any sounds from coming out of his mouth even if he tried. Your mouth was so warm. He started to feel pleasure again.

“Feels good. Oh~!” Bakugou started to thrust his hips again.

You teased his cock with your tongue, running your nails down his chest.

He came a second time and was extremely tired and sluggish. You cleaned yourself and him off, changed him, and helped him walk to your shared bedroom.

“‘m forgiven?” Bakugou slurred as you both got into bed.

You smiled.

“Of course you are, Kats. Pretty sure you wear my lingerie better than me.” You tease, as Bakugou buries his head in your neck.

Bakugou only blushes and buries himself further into your neck embarrassedly.

a/n: this was supposed to be posted april 18, but i was lazy and i didn’t have any time to actually write it, but it’s probably already bakugou’s bday anyway. so hbd, you rude bitch!

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[multifandoms27-blog]

ku ku ku ku i has another one for you :3

this one is actually close to my heart, they are the reason i realized i can handle a Poly relationship and my first Poly self ship ^_^

can i have Mirio and Tamaki x reader Poly ship pwease? i would love some spicy head cannons as well as fluffy ones ^^ how they would be in a poly ship with you? ^_^

i love these two so much and im curious what you think they will do? *smirks*

Absolutely, bestie!! <3 I'm so sorry this took so long!

~*~*~*

Content: Mirio x GN!reader x Tamaki

Warnings: NSFW at the end, so minors, DNI

Notes: All characters aged up 18+. I haven't seen MHA in a long time, so I apologize if Mirio and Tamaki are OOC!

~*~*~*

SFW

Firstly, these two are vastly different

Mirio would be the one to drag you two out on dates and initiate a lot of the first moves

Mirio is the bold one lol

Tamaki just kinda goes with it

Tamaki very rarely plans out dates, since Mirio pretty much has that role, but his dates are usually super nice and sentimental. Also quiet

Mirio is very much into PDA and will 100% hold both yours and Tamaki's hands at any given chance

Mirio is the most outspoken one, so he'll make it very clear that you two are his

I don't see either of them as particularly jealous over you or each other, unless somebody was blatantly trying to make some moves on you

Mirio would be the one to say something, while Tamaki starts to grow insecure and face the wall

Tamaki isn't too into PDA, the farthest he'd go is holding your hand in public, and even that makes him anxious

Mirio wont be shy about kissing you and Tamaki

He even makes it a point to kiss Tamaki so much that he starts facing the wall, and he even gets you in on it

These two would also compliment you a whole bunch

Tamaki would probably play with your hair silently while Mirio rants about something

Tamaki would spoon you while cuddling, Mirio putting you on his chest

Or, Mirio would have both of you on either of his sides while you cuddle

They both love attention from you, often stealing kisses and asking you to give kisses

Unless it was out in public, then only Mirio would do that. Poor Tamaki will face the wall if you kiss him

NSFW

Tamaki is a switch leaning bottom, Mirio is a top FOR SURE

I can see Tamaki initiaing sex more than he would with dates, but it's always within the comfort of your home

Mirio does initiate it more than Tamaki, though

These boys are both very soft, treating you with respect

Mirio might do most of the foreplay on you while Tamaki either watches while holding you, or focuses all his attention on one part of your body

Mirio will take care of you two

Mirio also likes to be challenged if you're a top or a brat, or if Tamaki suddenly feels spicy

Mirio doesn't take a challenge lightly, though. He'd happily put either of you back in your place

Tamaki's a biter, Mirio is a sucker

Tamaki likes to bite you, but in places clothes can cover. If you purposely show off some marks of his, he's going to face the wall all day long

Mirio sucks hickies into your skin, and is especially good at sucking between your legs, no matter what you have

I can't really see Mirio as kinky, but Tamaki would have some kinks

Obviously biting, sub/dom themes, and I can see him liking collars. That's about it

Tamaki would prefer if the collar was on him, but he thinks you look just as pretty with the collar on you, your body under both him and Mirio

They'd most likely spit roast you (one takes your mouth and one takes the space between your legs/cheeks) and it wouldn't be too messy after

Their compliments carry over to the bedroom, where they both praise you

If Tamaki or Mirio is below you, they would like to be praised as well

Tamaki might be into hair pulling? But I feel like it depends on the time

Sex only happens in the house, btw. Tamaki would be too embarrased and Mirio doesn't like the idea of getting caught

[teenandbeyond]

Sub.Bakugo x Male Reader

Since the 35 notes goal got met so quick, I'll keep my promise. You might be able to tell I was a little more comfortable writing this one, I was sleepy and had good music 👌 Would y'all admit if you low-key get thirsty for both the character and [Name]? Anyway,

If you want to read the Shoto ones here are the links.

Male Reader:https://teenandbeyond.tumblr.com/post/670607087168045057/shoto-todoroki-x-reader

Female Reader: https://teenandbeyond.tumblr.com/post/670668911876931584/shoto-todoroki-x-dom-female-reader

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🍋Beg for More🍋 (MHA or BNHA)

Warnings: Lemon, Bakugo Tears, Begging, kinda (I lied) rough, slight brat taming, light spanking, aged-up

Usually, Bakugo is the one who takes charge...until you come home a little earlier than expected and discover a secret, you decided to switch it up a little.

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"Katsuki, I'm off to work," you called out as you grabbed your suitcase.

"Don't stay too late again, [Name]!" he called from his 'home office' in the bedroom.

You grinned, "What you get lonely without me at night?"

"Shut up! No, I don't, loser! Worry about walking correctly today, you bottom!"

You chuckled as you walked out the door, sometimes with how you behave I think it should be the other way around.

You wouldn't admit it throbbed down there when you thought about Katsuki being under you for once.

You shook your head, that'd never happen, Katsuki likes being in the power of everything he does. Including me.

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"[Hero Name]! Thank you for saving us!"

You gave a composed smile, that some people in the crowd found cool.

"It's no problem."

You blasted off into the sky.

While you flew in the air, your finger tugged at your high collar hero suit (Katsuki failed to mention the hickey on your lower neck, more than likely on purpose).

"Ah! Someone help!"

You smoothly switched directions and followed the screams and sounds of explosions. This seemed like a definite battle today.

There was a group of three villains terrorizing civilians.

You calmly glanced them over while lifting a fallen column off a hefty male with one arm, "Are you alright?"

"Yes, my arm is a little sore. But it didn't directly land on me, all my limbs and organs are fine."

You gave a sharp nod, "Alright, can you get to safety on your own?"

"Yes. Don't worry about me, others need help more than I, I'm sure."

Katsuki: Two Hours later

"Ah," Katsuki groaned, cracking his neck, "Damn, I'm finally done."

Beep.

"What's up with my nerd this time?"

The blonde picked up his phone and glanced at the notification.

[Hero Name] defeats villain group E.X.I.T. in an hour, only 5 civilians suffer minor injuries, no deaths.

"What?"

Katsuki makes a new tab searching up your name, the article shows up, then he moves to videos.

Immediately when it plays there's a small explosion.

"The villain group E.X.I.T. decides to make a bold move and target a big city. Hopefully, a hero comes soon!" the female reporter, stares into the screen.

One of the villains in the background break the glass display window of a store.

"Oh! It's [Hero Name]!"

The camera turns around to show you striding over, "Ma'am you need to get to a safer location."

She couldn't help but blush at the consideration, "Ah, um, I will..."

Katuski rolled his eyes, someone was always thirsty for you.

The camera moved back a little, following you as you passed.

You casually pulled up a stop sign from the ground...

Which your boyfriend would not admit he found hot for some reason. You lifted it and aimed, it landed right in front of the villain before he could step into the store.

"Can [Hero Name] defeat them? We'll see right now!"

Dynamight scoffed, "It isn't a question, [Name] has it handled."

The video couldn't pick up on the conversation from the distance, but you looked chill like always as you spoke to one of the villains.

Then another one appeared, the two went to attack.

Katsuki's eyes were glued to the screen like everyone else who had watched.

The view moved to the air from a helicopter. It was able to zoom in better and show the battle from a different angle.

One of the villains, a porcupine quirked male, shot a few quills at you.

All of them missed but one, but it only grazed you and tore your suit a little.

Katuski bit his lip at the revealed skin.

"This is not the time for this."

But his body didn't agree.

As his boyfriend continued the battle, showing strength Katuski forgot he had, the stern expression, how easily he dominated the battle.

Fuck, Katsuki was aroused.

He hadn't even realized he was touching himself.

Katsuki shivered as you lifted a car, seemingly with ease, using it to block an attack. You were rich, you'd pay them back later.

He would not jerk off to this...

Damn it, he was.

He would not admit aloud he'd thought about you completely dominating him, never. But alone...

He whimpered a little when he saw the shark-like grin on your face, he was close.

Then before he was ready the video ended with their defeat before he could finish.

"Shit," he whined breathlessly.

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"I didn't think I'd be home this early..."

You opened the door and flipped on the living room lights.

You raised a brow when there was silence.

Although Katsuki could be quiet and calm...this was different, not when you arrived home, early at that.

You walked deeper into the house, your footsteps pausing when you hear a strange sound.

Is that...?

"Ah...[Name]..."

You silently laughed to yourself, you should've known he was lying when he denied being lonely.

But you didn't expect what you saw when you opened the door.

Katsuki fucking Bakugo, mid-moan while he fingered himself on the bed.

"Oh."

"Shit! [Name] can you make some noise outside of sex, please?!"

"Were you just--"

He shut his laptop in panic, "No!"

"To a video of me fighting villains who were trying to destroy a city--?"

"No... It's not what it--"

"Katsuki."

He froze, the way you said it.

"What nerd?"

Oh, so he was still trying to play tough.

"Drop the act."

"There's no--"

You gripped his chin with two fingers, making his eyes meet yours, "Lie again, I dare you."

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

"I think we're gonna do something different tonight. Because I want to see what Katsuki looks like powerless...What do you think?"

"I'm never powerless," he growled weakly.

"We'll see."

Your lips met, Katsuki smirked, thinking he had the upper hand like usual...not today. You had a completely different feeling than usual, it was overwhelming and he wanted more.

You slowly pulled away, "I want you...on your knees for me."

He scoffed, "No, you know how submissive that is?"

Doesn't he realize you more than likely feel the same way? Besides, that's stereotypical. You glanced him over, the subtle shift of his thighs as he pressed them together. Katsuki isn't good at hiding from you.

"Let me rephrase that," you lowered your lips to his ear, "I wasn't asking, brat."

His breath hitched at the name. Why was that so satisfying to hear?

With a bit of an attitude, he moved off the bed and did as you said.

You almost groaned at how nice he looked naked in that position.

You decided it was only fair to undress a little. You took off your shirt, your eyes meeting Katsuki's when you threw it somewhere in the room.

You raised your brow.

He raised his in return, "What? Can't enjoy the view?"

Chuckling, you took off your hero suit pants and sat on the bed.

"Are you just gonna stare at me all day?"

Katuski reached for your boxer briefs, tugging it down just enough to let your hard-on escape.

You watched as he cupped it in his hands, deciding to be a little asshole he sucked on the tip without warning.

"Damn, Katsuki. You don't know how gorgeous you look like that," you muttered with hooded eyes.

It didn't take long for him to start getting eager after a few minutes, he wasn't brave enough to ask, so he thought this would never happen.

"Stop. Get up here."

The blonde looked so beautiful going down on you, you almost didn't last. He glanced up.

"No." He decided to disobey again.

"What's got you so disobedient? Are you afraid you can't handle me?"

Yes. But he wouldn't tell you that.

"Please, I could easily handle you, hell, I could be quieter than you are for me."

Katuski promptly sat on your lap facing you.

One way to make Katsuki Bakugo do something? Make it a challenge.

Your hands slid down his waist, cupping his butt, "I've got a question for you..."

"Out with it!"

"When you were pleasuring yourself to me earlier, what were you thinking?"

"How much better I could've done than you--"

You punished him for his lie with a smack to his ass.

Immediately he bit his lip to hold back the sound that would've escaped.

"The truth."

"...How bad you look in cameras..."

You gave him a deadpanned look, he couldn't even keep a straight face at that lie.

Smack!

The blonde let out a controlled breath.

"Why are you lying, Katsuki? Tell me the truth."

"...Fuck you."

You smirked, another smack, "Oh, I will. If you'll be honest with me."

"I don't need it."

You wore an amused expression, "Oh, really? Alright then."

He blinked when suddenly he was on the bed and you were picking up your clothes.

"What are you doing?!"

"You said you didn't need it," you teased with a shrug, preparing to put your shirt back on.

"Wait!"

You glanced back at him, "I thought you said-"

He glanced away with a blush, "I-I know what I said...but I'm tired of using my hand."

He wanted to know what you felt like inside him, not his fingers...or toys in his secret stash.

"Then answer my question, it isn't that hard. You're just being a brat."

"...When I was watching you...I was thinking about how I wanted you to handle me...to...dominate me."

You grinned, the same shark-like grin from earlier than made him tremble with need.

"Dominate you? That's cute, Katsuki, I could have you begging for mercy within ten minutes."

"You think you're hot shit, huh?"

"Fine, then. Your desk, bend over it and I'll stretch you out."

His face got hotter, "I think I did enough that already earlier."

"Then do as I said...Katsuki."

It definitely didn't take all of his willpower not to moan at the way you said the syllables of his name.

"What if I say no?"

"You get punished."

You said that like you were speaking on the topic of dinner.

But the punishment didn't sound too bad...well, he thought that until he saw the look in your eyes.

He tantalizingly bent over his work desk, looking over his shoulder, "Are you going to fuck me or what?"

You walked over to him, grabbing something on the way, "You don't want to challenge me..."

The way your voice deepened.

"And if I do--Shit~"

You buried yourself into him after lubing yourself up a few seconds earlier.

But you didn't let him settle, you went at a brutal pace.

"Hah~! Ngh~! Fuck!"

Katsuki had a death grip on the desk.

"Still think you can handle me~?"

"Duh-Mm~!"

How the actual fuck could you speed up so quickly?

Katsuki was doomed and when you hit the perfect spot, he cried out.

"Fuuuuck off," he tried to still play tough.

The desk started to shake from the force, it wasn't a light desk.

His grip was so tight the desk got a giant crack in it.

His thighs started to shake from the intense pleasure, his chest heaving as tears ran down his face.

He couldn't...he couldn't handle you.

"Please!"

You pulled his head back a little by his hair, "Please, what, Suki?"

"I--can't--I can't...Ahm~ I can't take it--anymore, too much...."

"Too much? I thought you could handle it?"

Katsuki hadn't said the safe word yet.

He cried out, "I can't, fuck, I can't."

"I think you can," you reached for his member, giving him pleasure in all areas.

He whimpered.

"Come for me, Katsuki~"

At those words his body trembled, jerking on its own as he released intensely.

Before he could catch his breath you kept going, pulling his body to a standing position and gripping his throat with a hand, "Hey, Katuski...you may want to use the safe word...otherwise...it's going to be a long night for you..."

[aizawasbrattyprincess]

w h e n  i t  r a i n s

gn!reader x aizawa shouta (mha)

tw: very much angst + mentions of death + depression + suicidal tendencies + alcoholism + unrequited love

word count: 1.0k

a/n: To the lovely anon who enjoyed this story, I hope you’d like this too. And for you guys who haven’t read part one, read it here: Stay

buy me a ko-fi?

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The rain hadn’t stopped since that fateful day, just like the storm in his heart that kept tearing him apart. It felt like he was drowning in the void, and he couldn’t break the surface no matter what he did. He had lost all the fight in him. The guilt was eating him alive, and the harsh whispers in his ears constantly reminded him of who he was: a failure.

His apartment was no better, reflecting the state of his mind — empty beer bottles and cigarette packs were among the piles of trash, mingled with unwashed laundry and unopened letters from the school. His handphone was thrown somewhere in the room, left on ‘do not disturb’ mode. The old television in his living room served only as background noise while he sank deep into his tenth bottle that afternoon. He watched his screen abruptly change from a soap opera to breaking news. Although uninterested, he sat up just a little on his worn-out couch and listened to the newscaster.

“This just in. The villain known as ‘The Blood Killer’ was captured by pro-hero Hawks and his squad minutes ago in the city of Musutafu. The Blood Killer has claimed multiple innocent lives over three terrifying months, including the lover of former pro-hero Eraserhead-”

Click. He stood up and threw the remote at the television screen, leaving a wide crack. He should be happy that justice was served and that you were finally avenged, but he felt nothing, just the emptiness shrouding him. He didn’t deserve you. He never did. Nor did he deserve forgiveness.

Everything changed, and Aizawa Shouta was not the same admirable role model that his students, friends and the public used to look up to. Even his best friend, Present Mic, was at a loss himself. Mic tried to comfort and persuade him, but there was only so much he could do when Aizawa kept pushing him away. Aizawa then started missing school and eventually quit being a hero, disappearing from the world altogether. He blamed himself every day. He wanted everything to end, but like the coward he was, he couldn’t find the courage to pull the trigger. Instead, Aizawa turned to the bottle, slowly killing himself until death welcomed him with open arms. 

Now that his beer supply was near zero, Aizawa left his apartment for the first time in a while to get more. Stumbling his way into the back alleys, he almost reached the corner shops when he bumped into someone. He tried to go around the man when he was pushed to the ground and landed in a puddle.

“I finally found you.”

Aizawa shielded his eyes from the rain before looking up to see the winged hero glaring at him. “What do you want?”

“Is that really the way you should be talking to me?” Hawks snarled. His hand was balled into a fist, and he was trying his best not to let anger overcome him. “I can’t believe how pathetic you are right now. If they saw you like this-”

“Shut up. Don’t you start-”

“What? I can’t talk about them?” Hawks challenged. “Who was the one who deliberately ignored them when they pleaded for help? It wasn’t me.”

Aizawa gritted his teeth and clumsily stood up, attempting to leave. But the younger man had grabbed his collar and held him against the wall, forcing him to listen.

“You’re not the only one who’s suffering, you selfish bastard! I loved them too! I loved them so fucking much that it hurt to see them upset and neglected because of you. I should’ve never let them date you...”

Only then did Aizawa realise Hawks had been crying. His trembling hands let go of Aizawa’s collar, and he backed away, failing to wipe off the tears on his face. He reached into the pocket on the side of his jacket and shoved a small item into Aizawa’s hands.

“They loved you until their very last breath. If you want to do right by them, then become the man they always wanted you to be.”

With Hawks gone, Aizawa stared at the shiny silver pendant, now covered in dried blood, that he recalled giving to you on your first anniversary with him. He opened it slowly, and his heart broke at the bright smile on your face, with your arm looped around his. You cherished that photo so much, considering how Aizawa didn’t like to have his photograph taken. How did Aizawa not realise how perfect you were until you were gone? Hearing Hawks’ words replaying in his head, Aizawa hastily ran off and headed straight to U.A. High, ignoring the barrels of questions from his students and fellow teachers in the hallways.

“I want to come back,” he panted, opening the door to the office.

Principal Nezu looked up from his stack of paperwork and smiled, immediately accepting his request. Aizawa was still 2A’s homeroom teacher; he was never fired, to begin with.

Over the next few weeks, Aizawa slowly picked himself up with the help of Mic, who hugged him as soon as he saw him. Aizawa had apologised profusely to Mic, his students, and Hawks, who nodded and told him to ‘quit being an asshole’. And then, there was you. On a sunny afternoon when the rain had stopped, Aizawa came to visit your grave for the first time, with the pendant around his neck and a bouquet of your favourite flowers in his hand. Mic had offered to join him, but Aizawa assured him he would be fine. He appreciated the support, but it was something he had to do on his own. Aizawa remorsefully sighed as he touched your headstone.

“I took too long to come here, huh? I understand if you don’t want to accept my apology, but I want to tell you that I am truly sorry for everything. I hurt you so much, and yet, you chose to stay. I should’ve been with you. I’m so sorry.”

Aizawa was on the verge of tears but took a deep breath. Maintaining his composure, he sat on his knees and gently laid the flowers down. He brought his hands to prayer, offering one to you.

“I hope you will be happy now in heaven,” he whispered, finally coming to terms and being able to put a smile on his face. “Thank you for loving me and for being my all. May you rest in peace, my love.”

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[anangelicdevil]

Nerd | MHA

nsfw/mdni

PAIRING(S) : Bully! Katsuki Bakugo x F! Reader

WARNING(S) : This takes place in the third year of UA, Bullying, noncon/rape, explicit smut, sub/dom, closet sex, vulgar language, jerk bakugo, taking pictures without consent, creampie, violence towards reader

SYNOPSIS : A new student has entered UA and Bakugo is going to give her a warm welcome.

NOTE : This is my first smut so if it's probably not gonna be that good, also this is not proofread

Y/n was walking through the halls with her books in hand, she was about to put them in her locker. She went to her locker as she started to organize it. Bakugo was walking down the hall as he noticed his number one target: Y/n. She was a new student after all, so it wasn’t a surprise when he slammed his fist into the locker next to hers. “Whatcha doin nerd?” Y/n got startled and turned towards him "Ah! I-I'm just putting my books away" she said as she trembled a bit. He just smirked and took one of her books out of her hand, reading it he scoffed. “Jesus fuck you ARE a nerd….” It was some advanced science book. "H-Hey! Give it back please! " she begged him as she tried to grab it from his hands, holding it over her head he looked down. “Or what? What are you gonna do? Tell someone? If you do I’m just gonna be more relentless~ “ he teased her. She jumped up trying to get her book "just give it back!" He pinned her to a closed locker, pressing the book into her tits as he stared into her eyes “why should I?” "I need it! " she said she grabbed onto her book and tried to squirm away. He pulled the book out of her grasp before shoving it into her locker and closing the door. Holding her by the collar of her shirt. Noticing a open janitors closet he suddenly has an idea.

"H-Hey! Let me go! " she said as she tried to scramble away from him. He dragged her to the closet before throwing her In, shutting the door behind him and turning on a light as he re-pinned her. “I think I’m gonna bully you a little harder” Y/n tried to get away from him and squirmed in his grasp "what more can you do! " she said "you've made me miserable since I came here!" “Oh you haven’t seen miserable yet~” He places and hand under her skirt as he smirks, rubbing her through her panties. She closes her thighs so he can't rub her anymore, she bites her lips so he can't hear her moans. He just huffs, his erection growing as he continues to try and rub her to no avail. “Open your damn legs now.” "N-no, I don't like it! " she said as she closes her thighs even more and turns her head so she didn't have to look at him. He tries to force her legs open as he places another hand on one of her tits. “Fine then. I’m just gonna have to make-do with your juices on my hand.” "H-huh!?" she lets her guard down and opens her thighs without noticing, “Dumbass-“ he immediately took advantage and slipped a finger into her, fingering her slightly. "Ah~! Stop~! " she whined as she bit her lip so her moans don't spill out, needless to say he didn’t stop, starting to finger her faster as he leaned in to kiss her. Y/n pulls away from the kiss and clenches around his fingers, she felt a knot form in her stomach, she was about to cum. He slips another finger into her and starts to go faster as he looks at the juices on the floor. “So the nerd IS finding pleasure in this”. "I don't like t-this! " she whined as she covered her mouth and and closed her eyes, He continues his pace as he watched her face, groping her tits as he smiles. “Sure you don’t!”

She accidentally let's a moan slip from her mouth and turns away from him, she tries to remove his hands from her tits as she squirms. He doesn’t let her, smirking at her moan as he fastens his pace. “Are you close?” he leans in again to lick her cheek, She shakes her head as she didn't want to have a second orgasm because of him, she moves away a bit so he can't lick her cheek. He continues going faster and faster as he pulls out his own erection. Pulling his hand off her tits to rub it. Y/n got him to pull out of her as she saw that he was distracted, she went into a dark corner. He sucks on her juices and watches her with a smile, his dick already close to cumming. “What are you doing nerd?” Bakugo huffed. "I-I'm gonna get out of here! " she said as she went towards the door to open it, Bakugo immediately grabbed her and pulled her back, putting a hand over her mouth as the bell rung. Pulling her legs open and pulling her panties down he stuck his cock into her. Taking her virginity as the worst thing he’s done. Y/n tried to yell but failed because he put a hand over her mouth, she bit her lip so hard that she tasted blood, she had already came so because of her slick it didn't sting as much. He rams into her, cumming inside her as he grunts. After he cums he continues to thrust into her and smiles. She moans loudly as she cums as well, she held it in for a long time, now she finally let go, He pulls out and pulls his pants up, laughing at her state and he takes a picture of her with his phone. “You look so slutty!” he laughed as he took a picture of her creampied cunt.

"Please don't show it to anyone.." She whined as she tried to get up “I won’t if you don’t tell anyone!” He says as he looks at the picture. "I won't!" She promised, Bakugo saved the picture to a bunch of cloud sites so if she managed to delete it the picture wouldn’t be lost. “Good girl~”. "Can you delete it completely.. Please" she whimpered, “Nope” he cooed as he opened the door. “You might wanna get up before the janitor comes back” Bakugo was long gone as Y/n tried to clean herself.

[dumbbitchenergy17]

Mimic Chapter 32

The School Festival is here and your class is ready to bring spirit back into your fellow students.

Words- 3323

Reader x Izuku Midoriya, Reader x MHA (Platonic)

Warnings: Fluff, some spiciness, just all over cuteness, some nightmare themes.

Returning back into the swing of U.A. right at the height of the School Festival, with the class doing live music and dancing everyone was rushing around it have everything done. You felt pretty useless at first, still healing to be involved you helped around where you could, having water set up for the dancers and the band or if the stage crew needed some help you would pitch in. Your visits with your doctor were going well you were healing nicely though it wasn’t uncommon to have an off day, overworking yourself or the side effects of the painkillers would completely wreck your day. You took every day a step at a time glad to have your friend by your side and you weren’t complaining about your relationship with a certain green-haired boy progressing. With glances during class and lunch, hands brushing against one another when passing by, to moments when the two of you would sneak off basking in each other and the occasional makeout in which neither of you was opposed.

It was the night before the festival and you were all in the gym doing one final run-through. “Okay and then Aoyama exits center stage via Midoriya,” Mina calls out before giving critiques to some of the dancers, you sat beside Kirishima and Sero. Your eyes naturally drift to Midoriya as he speaks to Mina you see his gaze drift past her and meet yours a smile growing on his face and one instantly grows on yours.

“Soo…what’s going on between you and Midoriya?” Sero leans against you and your jaw drops and the cheeky smirk on his face makes you push him away.

“Nothing is happening between us Sero.” You defend looking away and seeing the rest of your classmates going over a specific move.

“What’s going on between who?” Kirishima says leans in to join the conversation, “Midoriya and L/n.” Sero responds and Kirishima nods before a grin grows on his own face.

“Oh yeah…them~” “Nothing is going on between us!”

“Sure cause the longing glances during classes and everything is just normal,” Sero says and Kirishima nods,

“Yeah, and you two have been hanging out a lot more since you came back,” Kirishima adds poking your shoulder and you swat his hand away.

“Hanging out is just another saying for how you got those,” Sero says pulling the collar of your gym jacket down showing the purple bruises decorating your neck and collar. Your face grows bright red and you shove him and he falls back laughing while Kirishima laughs as well and you zip up your jacket all the way.

“Damn I didn’t think Midoriya would be that vicious.” Kirishima whistles and you shove the redhead to his back as well.

“Fuck off you two.” You grumble and the two laugh at your flustered expression.

The door behind you slams open, “It’s already grrrr….9 p.m.!!! Students gotta leave by nine!!” Hound Dog growls and you all scramble to head back to the dorms.

Returning to the dorms most of your classmates had gone to bed to get a good amount of sleep. While you weren’t performing with the class Aizawa suggest it would be good for you to still be out there, he let you know that Eri was going to be coming with Mirio, and it would let you meet the girl. So you wanted to make sure you had as much energy as possible for the next day.

“Come on just stay up for a little bit pleaseeee.” Mina says holding your wrist trying to not let you leave the common area.

“Mina it’s been a long day and I’m gonna need all my energy for tomorrow.” You give her a playful grin slipping free from her grasp saying your goodnights to your few awake classmates and head to the elevators. As you press the button to wait for the elevator to come to your level you feel arms wrap around your waist pulling you into their back.

“You sure you can’t stay up for a little bit..” He whispers his head resting right in the crook of where your neck meets your shoulder.

You smile at the tickling sensation when he speaks into your skin, “Nooo…not you too. I need my sleep and if I gotta handle all of Mirio’s jokes I need sleep.” You say turning around to face him smiling at the small pout on his face.

“Finnnneee but after the festival, I want to see you.” He says and you hear the elevator reach the ground floor and the doors open.

Looking around quickly to make sure no one is around you lean forward pressing a quick peck to his lips. You pull back entering the elevator as he tries to lean in to continue. Clicking the button for your floor you smile at his face.

“Goodnight Izuku~” You grin seeing his eyes widen at his first name right as the door close. You move back leaning against the wall a light airy feeling in your chest. You could definitely get used to this.

The school festival had finally arrived and while the class got ready in their selected area you were waiting by the main entrance of the festival waiting for Aizawa, Mirio, and Eri to arrive.

“L/n!” Aizawa’s voice rings out and you look seeing the three of them heading toward you. Both you and Mirio were out of your school uniforms and you see a young girl trailing beside the two her hands clutching one of Mirio’s fingers.

“Mr. Aizawa…Togata it’s good to see you again.” You say nodding to the blonde who smiles throwing a thumbs up.

“Glad to see you alright L/n!” He says before he looks down, “Eri..this is Y/n L/n or Mimic.” You see Eri look at you almost in curiosity.

“You’re the girl I saved…” She says softly and you feel your heart melt slightly as you kneel down to her level.

“Yes and I’m very thankful for what you did. It was very brave of you.” You say and she plays with her fingers looking down at the ground.

“But my quirk is dangerous I always end up hurting someone….” You look at the two others and they each have almost pitiful looks on their faces.

“You know I was told my quirk is dangerous too…It took some time but I was able to learn how to use it safely. What you did help all of us..you helped Midoriya and me as well. You’re my hero, Eri…” You say a small smile on your face and you see the tiniest smile on her face. “Come on they should be performing soon and maybe afterward we can get apples I heard those are your favorite.” You say standing up and she nods moving from Mirio her hand grabbing your own and you look surprised at her. Looking back at the two males, Mirio gives a thumbs up and Aizawa just nods. The two of you were very similar, but you were gonna make sure she never had to be fearful again.

You arrived at the gym at 9:25 to see your classmates before they went on and that’s when you learned new information.

“Midoriya isn’t here?” You say and Kirishima shakes his head,

“He said he needed to get more rope but he’s been gone since like this morning.” Kirishima says and you can’t help but think of all the worst scenarios. Aizawa was on the phone yelling to whoever when you felt a tug on your arm.

“Deku’s not gonna dance?” Eri says a disappointed look on her face. Shaking your head you push back a strand on her from her face.

“He’s going to be here, he’s probably just backed up by the crowds.” You say looking around as the nerves start hitting your classmates and even yours. Please be alright Midoriya… The stage quickly filled up and Aizawa had moved towards the back needing to watch over while you, Mirio, and Eri stood close to the front but not right against the stage. The curtains opened and many people clapped and cheered.

“Look Eri! See him?!” Mirio says, and you sigh in relief seeing Midoriya on the stage.

“LET’S DO THIS DAMMIT!” You hear Bakugo yell from the drumset as a literal explosion comes from the blonde and an explosion of music and lights quickly filled the concert. You let out a scream of excitement and Eri presses her hands against her head shocked by the loudness of the music. The dancing and music were incredible. Your classmates showing off their quirks adding more excitement to the performance your gaze stays on the stage watching your classmates perform their hearts off but you look over a smile growing on your face seeing Eri with a huge grin on her face.

Following the performance, you quickly joined your classmates giving your congrats.

“Y/NNNNNNN!” Mina quickly finds you pulling you into a hug practically holding you up in the air as you laugh.

“Mina it was so good! You did amazing coming up with the dance!” You praise their girl and her already pink skin flushes darker. Mina grabs your arms,

“Thanks come on let’s clean up then after we can check out the rest of the festival!” She says pulling you towards an area to clean while being pulled away you catch a  brief glimpse of Midoriya as he speaks to Eri but it also looked like he was looking for someone as well. The rest of the day was action-packed by checking out the different vendors and stands and the other performances that the courses planned. Cheering on your classmates during the obstacle courses trying to hold in your laughter being with your classmates in the haunted house the General Education planned. You weren’t saying you didn’t jump but having both Mina and Kaminiari clutching onto your arms was hilarious. As the two quickly ran out when Shinso appeared from the ceiling you were left grabbing the bags of treats they dropped in their state of fright.

“Funny seeing you around it’s been a while..” Shinso says a smirk on his face even while upside down.

“Yeah, how’s getting into the Hero Course?” You say slinging their bags over your shoulder.

“Not bad working on it. Mr. Aizawa has started training me. Maybe I’ll be able to take you in a fight.” He says and you laugh.

“I’m sure you could beat me in a fight right now.” You knew you were still weak you had slowly started training your body again but it felt as if a piece of you was still missing, “I should get going, those two would think this place is truly haunted.” You point towards the exit and he nods.

“Don’t be a stranger L/n.” Shinso grins before he disappears again into the ceiling.

The festival had been a success in bringing people together and your class’ plan brought back morale with everything going on with villains. The sunset had settled over and most of your classmates had headed back to the dorms you found yourself by the entrance where you see Midoriya talking to Eri and Mirio.

“Look, Surprise!” Midoriya pulls out a candy apple and Eri’s eyes widen in surprise.

“A candy apple! Someone was selling them?! I looked everywhere!!” Mirio says and Midoriya hands out another one to the blonde while you linger on the side watching everything and the boy hasn’t seen you yet.

“It didn’t look like there’d be any, based on the program, so..I picked up the ingredients when I went shopping they’re easier to make than I thought! The convenience store didn’t have red food dye, but Sato lent me some.” Midoriya explains as Eri takes a bite from it.

“You’ll be able to see them again soon, I expect,” Aizawa says, and a grin appears on Eri’s face.

“Extra sweet!”

“Come on Eri we need to be getting back,” Aizawa says and Mirio waves goodbye to Midoriya, and Eri smiles.

“Bye Deku…bye Mimic!” She says giving a small wave to the two of you and you see Midoriya look surprised hearing the other name turning a smile appearing on his face seeing you.

“You were really good at the concert.” You say pushing yourself off the lamp post and moving closer to him, “Though I heard you were missing for a bit everything okay.”

“Yeah just lost track of time is all,” Midoriya says as his hand slides in yours and he pulls you closer to him. “Did you have fun?”

“Yeah, everything was amazing the music, the dancing, everything even the other vendors it was perfect, and Eri. She’s such a sweetheart.” You gush over the girl she was a literal angel. Midoriya smiles watching you rant using your hands to speak while still holding his.

“You’re amazing.” He says and you stop your rant to look at him.

“What?” Tilting your head like a dog would in confusion,

“You’re amazing. I can say it again. Y/N SHIMURA IS THE MOST FUNNIEST, SMART, CREATIVE, STRONG-” Midoriya starts yelling at the top of his lungs while you try quieting him.

“Midoriya stop it!” You laugh trying to muffle his yelling and he wraps his arms around yours as he keeps yelling.

“AND KIND, BEAUTIFUL, AND A THOUSAND OTHER THINGS ABOUT Y/-” He goes to keep yelling when your lips press against his silencing him and he quickly reciprocates his arms tightening around your waist pulling you closer. You would never get tired of this feeling of the calmness of being with him but the electricity that runs through you as if Kaminari shocked you with a million volts. Pulling away leaning back in his arms your hand moving to push the hair away from his face his eyes are still closed and they slowly flutter open.

“You done?” Your lips quirk up and he smiles his own hands moving to push your hair behind your ears.

“Nope but I’ll be sure to remind you more later.” He grins and you smile looking up at the sky, the hints of stars peeking through the sky as it grows darker.

“We should be heading back to the dorm,” Midoriya says and you nod.

“You two should,” A voice says and the two of you jump back looking over and you see All Might standing there, “It’s late for students to be out.”

“A-All Might!” Midoriya squeaks out his face bright red while you’re silent. While your time at the hospital was with All Might you were too drugged up and tired to react to him being there but now it was just awkward.

“Young Midoriya…Young Shimura you two should head back to your dorms before you get in trouble.” He says Midoriya nods and you’re still quiet.

“Okay..Goodnight All Might.” Midoriya says turning to look at you and pauses seeing an almost uncomfortable look on your face. It’s quiet as his hand slips into yours and the two of you start making your way back to the dorm. Your gaze was glued to the ground and you could feel All Might’s gaze following you. The walk to the dorm was silent and as you guys entered the elevator he moves to press the button for his floor your hand shoots out stopping him.

“Can you…can you stay with me?” Your voice is just above a whisper and he looks down at you before nodding.

“Yeah let’s just stop at my room to grab some clothes.” He says and the two of you head to his room. You smile at the boyish charm of his room the action figures and posters decorating his room though they were of All Might. Once Midoriya had grabbed his clothes the two of you reentered the elevator heading to your room. Entering your dorm you move to your drawer grabbing a t-shirt and shorts to change your back to Midoriya when you turn and pause. There was Midoriya with his shirt off and changing into his pants. Your gaze trails up his back not realizing how defined it was as he stands straight throwing his shirt on and turning to look at you a bit surprised to see you staring at him. He smiles and you feel your face grow flush before you turn moving towards your bed and climbing in. He chuckle moving towards your bed sliding in and the two of you were staring at each other just a breath away from each other.

“goodnight..” You whisper and he smiles his lips pecks yours and a spark runs through you and you bury your face in his chest it rumbles with a laugh.

“night…” He says and his arms wrap around your body pulling you closer and the warmth he radiates it was easy to fall asleep. Right as you slipped into unconscious you hear Midoriya mumble something but you couldn’t hear it.

Your footsteps were light the grass beneath your feet the sound of children flittering through the air the crisp air fills your lungs. You can see a group of children playing as someone stands watching them. It was two girls and one boy. The older girl her hair in pigtails tosses a ball and a small dog chases after it. The younger girl giggles clapping her hands in delight while the boy sits beside her watching a small smile on his face. Your gaze move from the children to the man standing watching them. It doesn’t seem like they notice the man there he was dressed in a hoodie it covering his head until he turns and you see his face.

“Tenko…” You whisper and he seems to look past you and that’s when someone walks past you standing next to him. Your blood runs cold seeing your copy standing next to him. The deep scars running across their face one of them going through her red eyes. You watch as Tenko holds out his hand and she takes it with the one arm she has left the stump covered by the clothes she wears. Tenko looks down at her and you feel distress at the way he looks at her. It was the same way he looked at you. A sharp pain fills you and you look down seeing the injuries from the raid covering your body. Coughing out blood you hit the ground trying to stop the bleeding.

“Tenko!” You choke out trying to reach out for him but it was as if you were invisible and he still stared at your copy. Trying to pull yourself towards him a hand grips your hair pulling you back as you cry out in pain.

“He doesn’t need you anymore…” All For One’s voice rings out as he holds you up by your hair as you watch this ruined copy of yourself and Tenko start to walk away.

“Tenko! It’s me! Please come back!” You cry out gasping for air as you seem to drown in your own blood. Your words have no effect on him as he keeps walking but your copy pauses looking back and the look she gives you sends chills through you. Had you really lost him?

“TENKO!”

You gasp sitting up in bed trying to calm your rapid-beating heart. Everything seemed so real...was this a warning? You two weren’t connected anymore. It was because of your quirk..would you ever be the same without it. A rustle on your bed and you look down seeing Midoriya still asleep and you feel a slight grin cross your face. He was drooling a little but it was sort of cute and his hair was all over the place. A tug on your waist from his arm still wrapped around it pulls you back down to lay beside him. You don’t know how long you stayed up, but you soon drifted back to a dreamless sleep.

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Summer nights were the worst for the both of you. You were a physical person, actions were the way you showed affection but you also enjoyed being subtle with your love. It helped, especially since your significant other was a nationally recognized hero. Tetsutetsu was very passionate and very physical. There was one time after he had finished a rescue when he ran towards you and grabbed you. He pulled you over the barrier that was keeping civilians out of the way and swung you around till he got dizzy. The interviewer who came up to ask him questions got the sight of a lifetime when Tetsu slapped your ass and then full-on made out with you on camera. He later apologized for his brashness but he couldn’t help it.

“You were just standing there looking all cute and my brain just shut down.” He giggled. But it was true, his brain truly powered down anytime his eyes caught your figure. He was head over heels for you since high school and he was even more in love now that you were his. 

Since you started dating he developed a habit of reaching out to you whenever he wanted. Since he knew you were just as loving, he constantly wanted you sitting on his lap or laying on him. Hugs were a must, yeah he might be sweaty from running around the city saving people or from working out but he smelled good and he wanted hugs as a form of recognition. He craved your kisses like it was the source of his strength, which he claimed they were. But overall, what he liked the most was you. Just you. The feeling of you being pressed against him brought him to ease that he couldn’t describe. It was the only time he was quiet and the one time his brain wasn’t jumping from one thing to the other. Having your face in the crook of his neck made him blush something fierce and tighten his hold on your body. His attention was all on you yet he was at ease because you were safe in his arms.

That’s what made summer nights a living hell for the two of you. You loved being held and he loved holding you but the sheen of sweat that clung onto you both made it uncomfortable to touch each other. Tetsutetsu groaned as he let you go and shoved his shirt off in an attempt to cool down. You were in a tank top and shorts, laying on your back as you spread out on the bed like a starfish. He watched as you attempted to fall asleep and huffed at the lack of contact. So, like in Tetsutetsu fashion, he acted on impulse. He grabbed all of the sheets and threw them onto the floor before moving over to the window and opening it completely. You both lived on one of the top floors in the apartment complex that was monitored 24/7 so there was no concern of a villain attack or a break-in. Tetsutetsu then grabbed the fan that was tucked into the very back of your closet and dragged it towards the foot of your bed. He plugged it, put it on the highest setting, and turned it on. The fan whirred loudly but cooled down the room significantly. He quickly jumped back into bed with you, this time with a sleepy smile on his face. His arms wrapped around you, this time without his skin sticking to yours in an uncomfortable manner. He pressed his forehead against your own and yawned before kissing you on the nose and then on your eyelids. You moved closer to him, your chest flushed against his own, and left kisses all over his collar. You both fell asleep with the loud fan and the outside world making themselves known in your bedroom, the summer heat long forgotten as you both slept soundly in each other’s embrace.

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Hello!! I hope you're doing well💕 Idk if this been requested before, headcanons about them having a stylish, fashionable s.o? You can choose the characters, tysm!!💖 For BNHA, if possible, please <3

fashionable s/o

character(s) : shinsou hitoshi, bakugou katsuki, todoroki shouto, midoriya izuku (bnha)

legend : [Y/N = your name] they/them pronouns used, quirk not mentioned

headcanon type : fluff (x reader)

note(s) : this isn’t that long, compared to most of my headcanons, but i did add four characters! will post more later

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shinsou hitoshi

feels like a trashcan next to you.

in reality, his fashion sense is either top tier stuff, or something you can find at dollar tree

and when i mean that, i mean black sweatpants (that haven’t been washed in 2 days) and a black sweater, with a coffee stain on it to match

his fashion sense is quite lazy and comfortable, but that one outfit he wears on special occasions make up for it.

he smiles when he notices how you never-ever wear the same outfit twice in a row. at some point— assumed that you were also loaded.

and how you always find a way to make an ‘ugly’ outfit suddenly not ugly— he doesn’t know how you exactly do it.

hitoshi could look at an outfit in your closet and think “WHY did they buy this again?” but then in the following second, he could go

“oh, that’s why. they always know how to make it work.” since then, he has learned how to trust your sense in fashion

you could probably help him with his fashion sense, and he wouldn’t mind at all— just help him be consistent with it.

sometimes, he didn’t even know that a certain article of clothing would actually look good on him. the more you know

doesn’t mind it when people gawk at you, because of your very boujee✨sense of style. because, who wouldn’t look at you? they’d be missing out.

in short— he adores how you put so much effort with your clothes, and how you’re also effortlessly stylish

“but i’m dressed like a trashcan next to you,,” he’ll say with a hand resting on his nape, and you’ll reply with

“hitoshi, stop saying that.”

bakugou katsuki

appalled when he shows up to your dorm— and sees you wearing the fanciest pair of pajamas he has ever seen in his entire life.

“what the heck??”

“why, katsuki??”

“WHAT’S WITH THOSE FANCY PAJAMAS??”

his fashion sense is fine,, i mean— his parents are canonically fashion designers. so, you’d expect him to carry their sense of style

yes AND no. have y’all seen the official art of him carrying that large suit case? the fit was lowkey horrendous

rolls his eyes when he sees you wear something stylish to the grocery store— when he’s wearing a black tanktop and some sweatpants.

“seriously— is the outfit really necessary? you stand out too much.”

“is that a good thing?”

“not for me.”

okay but,, it’s not that bad as he says it is. he secretly loves seeing you pull up to dates in those nice clothes. he hasn’t seen you reuse the same outfit two times in a row.

but omg he hates having people gawk at you in public because of your clothes. that’s the part he despises the most

“this is what i didn’t like about your stupid style”

“oh? jealous, are we?”

“shut your trap.”

yes, you’re in fact— attractive. BUT THEY GOTTA KEEP THEIR EYES TO THEMSELVES

katsuki actually loves this part on you— but he grows irritated when his parents suddenly asked him if you were interested in modeling 💀

‘screw you and your fancy pants’ he’ll think to himself, when his parents are fawning over your sense of style.

todoroki shouto

shouto is also a fashion icon himself— so you two get a lot of attention for just,, looking fancy as heck, even in the mundane.

he didn’t really care about what you wore. you had the fashion sense of a white crusty family dog? well,, so what? he doesn’t care as long as you’re comfortable.

shouto noticed how you managed to make a plain piece of fabric a fashion statement— and wanted you to show him your closet

so when you do, he’s fascinated. your brain must be LARGE just thinking about what outfit combination you want to wear every single free day.

but he also thought you were like,, the emma chamberlain of fashion— he thought you created every single fashion trend out there today

when in reality, you just happened to know how to put your own touch on an outfit 💀

“what do you mean you didn’t bring back the brown pants trend?”

“shouto, for the last time— i didn’t do that,,”

he’s not convinced yet.

loves it when he walks into your room, and sees you mumbling to yourself on what you want to wear for a specific day— especially when you’re just wearing a sweater of his, instead of your own

even though you probably have 50 sweaters in there 💀

you need to fix your outfit in public? well, that’s not an issue! he’ll literally do it for you, with no hesitation.

fixes your collar when it gets caught in your bag’s strap, and also makes sure he doesn’t pull anything too tightly.

eventually buys you clothes, when he manages to map out your aesthetic, and what you like— even though anything looks good on you in his opinion

the class can only gawk at the two of you, when the class takes another shopping trip at the mall. i mean,, you both stick out!

“jeez. we look like goodwill mannequins next to them”

midoriya izuku

“that nerd’s fashion sense is lackluster at best.” — bakugou katsuki

i mean,, his fashion sense is simple. he never considered dressing in anything flashy— at least until he started dating you

he dressed in simple, and sometimes corny shirts— when you’re dressed in something he’d see in a luxurious clothing store.

he feels so,, out of place standing next to you. which you reassure that he doesn’t! but he can’t help but think that sometimes,,

because of that, he would be very willing if you decided to give him a clothing makeover!

he gets confused sometimes when he sees your closet like,, “i wonder what would this be paired with,,” but he knows to trust you with that

he’s just,, curious. that’s all.

has this fact written in his notebook— it has nothing to do with your quirk or anything related to that, but he does find it interesting

“Y/N wears a new outfit every weekend. i’ve never seen them wear the same outfit twice in a row! i wonder how that’s possible. i’ve seen their closet! and there’s a lot of things in there, and i just..” blah blah blah— when you came across that page, you were so flattered.

at first, he gets really sheepish when he’s standing next to you in public— because of the stares. but he learns to get used to it

“look, sweetheart! your style is nothing short of anything stylish.” he basically feeds you compliments on the daily— but who wouldn’t??

gets so happy when he sees you wear the clothes he bought you— even if he wasn’t so sure if someone as fashionable as you would wear it,,

to him, it’s overwhelming at first— but he does love how you look! he could talk about you all day and night. even if it annoys some people

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Well this sucks. You stood in front of your mirror looking at your stomach rolls, the bottom one folded down too close to your legs in a way that always made you feel self conscious. It’s not like you were “fat” fat. You were just a bit bigger. Nothing to be bashful about, yet you found yourself constantly wondering if someone was looking at you funny.

You sighed once again and put on a black tank top which showed your stomach and love handles too much to be comfortable so you put on a honey yellow sweater with a white foe-collar under the real one making it look like you’re wearing two layers.

You smiled a bit at your face. At least you looked pleasant enough to pass for the day. You never wore makeup, it always felt like it weighed a ton and made you break out. What’s the point of wearing something that made you uncomfortable? There was no point.

You grabbed your phone and black backpack and shoved in your black earphones. Black and fall colors went well with your whole style and they made you feel cute. You passed Shinsou on the way to the kitchen and you elbowed his ribs gently. He looked up at you and rolled his eyes so far back they whited out.

“Dad wants you in the kitchen. He has something to say, I guess.” Shinsou wasn’t technically your bother but after you moved in with Aizawa as his foster kid, you were technically “siblings”. You still loved each other like siblings would of course, there had been many nights of insomnia and music together, lots of laughing and crying, lots of just, being together.

“Okie dokie, artichokie.” You said in a light tone as you passed the tired purple haired boy. He waved you off and walked into his room to get ready for the day.

You skipped lightly into the room and looked down to see Aizawa lying on the checker tiled floor limbs sprawled out like a starfish and an empty can of coffee beans by his head. His hair was lying all around his head in a black halo.

He looked up at you with a pleading look. “You want me to buy you some more coffee?” He nodded with fake tears in his eyes. You laughed and slipped into your shoes. While you would respectfully put on the slippers when being a guest at someone’s home, you hated shoes. They made your feet sweaty when they didn’t have to.

You grabbed the black backpack that had been previously forgotten on the couch and walked out of apartment building.

The store you were going to was only a block away and you jogged all the way there, headphones blasting your music. When you reached the door of your destination you pushed on the pull door and then laughed a bit to yourself, you had done that every time you’d gone to this establishment and the employees knew the familiar smack that hit their door every week when the household ran out of their life force that was coffee.

The woman at the register smiled brightly at you and you returned the favor. You walked to the coffee and energy drink isle and turned your music off so you could hear your surroundings, wouldn’t want to bump into anyone now would you?

You glanced at a boy with yellow hair had his arms full of mango energy drinks when you passed him to grab your coffee. “Do you... want any help?” You asked gently to the boy who’s eyes grew wide when he looked up slightly to meet your own gorgeous orbs.

“Sure.” He cleared his throat, “Yeah. Thank you. Do you think you could grab three more from the shelf?” You took four from him and three from the shelf leaving you both holding around ten energy drinks.

“You staying up all night studying?” You giggled a little.

He coughed again, “No, I’m too dumb for that—“

“You shouldn’t say things like that! I’m sure you’re brilliant!” You interrupted him lightly.

“Thank you—actually I have a gaming thing with my friend at his house all night and that’ll be fun.” He smiled a bit a hid his face with his hair as you both waited in line.

Cute. You thought. When it came your turn, you gently let the drinks down on the table.

“That’ll be 1,747.23 yen.” ($16) The worker smiled at the blonde boy. He was missing 7 yen so you pulled out your own and handed it to the kind lady.

“You didn’t have to—“

“Nah, it’s cool. Wasn’t to much, besides; it’s a good deal. Twenty energy drinks for that little, I think I’ll be okay in the financial future.” He smiled at you and handed you one of the drinks.

“You can have it.” You thanked him and paid for your coffee before leaving the stored. As you walked you put the coffee tin in your backpack and opened the mango drink.

You walked up the steps to your apartment; keys jingling in the hole as you opened the door.

“Got the coffee,” you called out to the hobo you had as your foster father.

He smiled from the same position on the floor you left him in. You filled the strainer for the espresso machine with the pre-ground beans and put the wand in the holder and started it up. You filled a mug with flavoring and placed it to the side. You had to walk over the man dead asleep on the floor who had somehow attracted the two cats from their hideout to sleep with him.

You pulled out the whole milk to steam and filled around eight American ounces into the cup then steamed it until the bubbles reached twelve ounces. You spun it and banged it on the counter to have the large bubbles pop and the gracefully grabbed the espresso mug and made the milk art that you’d practiced for so long. You placed it on the counter and locked eyes with a certain blonde who you’d paid for their drinks. You kepted that eye contact as you took a long sip of the energy drink he had given you at the store. From behind you, you heard a snort and shuffling before a very tired and confused looking Aizawa got up and grabbed the latte you pushed towards him. He smiled a little at the drink and left the kitchen without talking.

The blonde’s lips were moving but you couldn’t hear him so you took out your headphones and stuffed them in your pocket.

“Sorry, what’d you say?” You asked him as you leaned over the counter, eyes still locked.

“I just said that I didn’t know that you lived here. That and, you’re really good at making coffee.” He blushed slightly.

You looked at your stomach self consciously to make sure your shirt had rolled up enough to see how high you pants went. They were the same type of high waisted jeans you always wore but shirts always decided to reside in the roll that covered your bellybutton a bit.

It hadn’t rolled up and you sighed in relief.

“Thank you. Do you want a cup? I can make ice coffee too.” You asked as you pet the cat that made its way to the counter.

“No thanks, I had two energy drinks just a minute ago while I waited for Shinsou to get out of the shower...” He looked you up and down a looked away quickly which only added to your anxiety about your body.

Had he seen you run? How your thighs would jiggle and slap together every time you wore shorts? You weren’t wearing shorts right now but you were sure they still made noise.

“(Y/n), can you leave Kaminari alone? We’re gonna game.” Shinsou asked as he walked in the room with a towel shoved against his lilac curls. His white shirt contrasted the black sweatpants that were soaking at the ends from him probably stepping in the shower to turn it off, and the ends got in the puddle that lies stagnant at the bottom until someone slides it down the drain.

You smiled at him and let them go to his room. You went to your room to clean a bit and picked up all your dirty clothes. Aizawa made all his foster kids, wether they were just in for the night, or living with him for life, wash their own laundry. You had long since figured out how to use the confusing thing several months ago and now you washed clothes for the newer kids to show them how it works.

Right now, no other kids were staying with Aizawa, but there was always an emergency stay room for any that came in unexpectedly. Aizawa, always a father figure.

You had met a couple of Shinsou’s friends when they needed a place to stay, like this Manoma kid stayed over when he had a really bad fight with his parents. He supposedly was super loud and annoying all the time but when you met him he was quiet and scared, still holding back tears from years of negligence and abuse. You didn’t “like” him, but you would help him if he needed it.

You put the load in and put your yellow sweater in with them before you went to grab everyone’s clothes. It wasn’t hard to get Aizawa’s, as he was just sitting at his desk grading papers from the weekdays and let you in when you knocked.

You knocked on Shinsou’s door but no one said anything so you walked in and scooped up the dirty clothes in the bin.

“I’m grabbing laundry. Do you have anything else you want cleaned?” The purple head turned and looked deep in your eyes.

“My dirty, dirty soul.” He said in all seriousness.

“Bleach is in the cupboard, bud.” You squinted at him. You both broke out chuckling lightly and you glanced at Kaminari; he was blushing really red. Is he embarrassed about something?

You saluted to him and left the room.

You walked to the laundry room and looked down, then blushed brightly. He was looking at your chest. You’re tank top which had been previously covered was very low on your chest... he could see a large portion of your breasts. You covered your face and silently screamed.

After the screaming session you changed into some comfy basketball shorts and a really large men’s T-shirt that could fluff out a lot and make you look a lot smaller. You sat on the couch with your phone and watched some videos.

You looked at the time to see it to be almost four in the morning, and sighed when you heard shuffling behind you.

“Does your family never sleep?” Kaminari asked surprised when he saw you stand from the couch.

“Well yes, but Aizawa sleeps all the time and Shinsou and I never sleep.” You laughed as you passed him and pulled open the fridge.

“Weird. I usually sleep regularly but I just had like eight energy drinks so I’m a bit wired.”

“Was that a joke about your quirk?” You laughed and he chuckled with you.

“I didn’t mean to make a pun but it’s unavoidable when you’re tired and have this quirk.”

You laughed a bit and took a sip from the glass of milk you poured while you were talking.

“Where’s Shinsou?”

“He spilled a bunch of his drink on himself so he went to take another shower.” Kaminari chuckled nervously and rubbed the back of his neck.

“What a loser.” You joked lightly.

“Yeah...” he paused, “hey, do you think you’d want to go on a date... some time. Or dinner or something?” You looked down at him a bit.

A date? Why would he ask you!? You’re not pretty, or skinny! Why would he think that he wanted to go on a date with you?!

You looked at him nervously, “Is this a joke, or are you being serious?”

“No! I’m legitimately asking you on a date.” He stammered.

“Oh. Okay. Yeah, I’d like that.”

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#bout to make it my own version of beauty and the beast without the slight stockholm syndrome

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

WAKE UP KEKE PALMER IS PREGNANT‼️‼️‼️

311 notes - Posted December 3, 2022

#4

ALRIGHT!

Put the Namor smuts in the bag ➡️ 👜

PUT IT IN‼️‼️‼️

323 notes - Posted November 12, 2022

#3

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491 notes - Posted November 6, 2022

#2

T.O.K.Y.O S.T.Y.L.E

synopsis: a single father, a new nanny and a delusional ex-fiancé. What could go wrong?

summary: Ken Ryuguji, face of TOMAN MODELS AGENCY, is one of the top models in all of Japan. He’s also the father to the sweetest little girl named Ryoko Ryuguji. He’d do anything for her, including keeping the little one away from her manipulative mother. When Draken struggles with finding child care so Ryoko could know some sort of stability. Mitsuya comes to the rescue, contacting an old friend from college.

based on @keizos blue collar: TOKYO | precinct prompts.

original prompt here

writers notes: this is based on a prompt I saw I few months ago. Original it was gonna fully based on that prompt and be an actual story, but I decided to try my hand at a socmed!au. So I had to change things around, so I decided to change their jobs around. I hope you guys enjoy this.

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798 notes - Posted March 20, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

stretch you out. (k. rengoku)

synopsis: He's only supposed to be your protection, isn't he?

summary: You live as the youngest princess in a modern kingdom, where Kyojuro takes up the mantel as your protector and bodyguard, a royal knight. But there was so much more between the two of you, so much more.

writer notes: I've been writing this for almost a month, so I really hope you enjoy this. My next plan is to write a euphoria-based au with either MHA or Tokyo Revengers. Enjoy!

masterlist. kofi. (I forget I have this).

wc: 3.3k

warnings: nsfw, nothing other than that…

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“Princess… Princess, we can’t do that here…”

The luxury car heated, the increasing body heat only allowed steam to cover the windows.

“Princess… princess, f-fuck…”

Your tongue slid down his shaft, eyelids lowered as you stared up at him. The way his usually happy-go-lucky expression shifted and twisted into one of immense pressure. He covered his mouth, his abdomen heaving up and down. Sweat dripped down the front of his body, face flushed with red. His usual wild golden and crimson-tipped hair was bunched up against the back of the car seat.

“You taste so good, Kyojuro…” your voice was so breathy, the hot air only causing him to gasp and throw his head back.

Your tongue moved from the bottom back up, slowly wrapping it around the fat swollen red tip. Your dress rode up as you wiggled your hips, revealing the soft baby pink thong you were wearing under the dress. His hand came up behind you, caressing your bottom, fingers grazing and caressing your lace panties.

“So… so fucking good,” you whispered against him, “and you make me feel so fucking good too.”

Slowly you lifted your whole body up, the two of you moving in sync. His large hands came up behind you, with an extra tight grip, lifting you slightly above him. The top of your head grazed the ceiling of the car as he pulled you, shuffling his body to sit up a bit. He reached underneath you, groaning as he could feel your lips press against his own. You could feel him grab his cock, angling it perfectly. His other hand moved down towards your side, his rough fingers pulling away at your thong. Kyojuro moved it to the side, revealing your wet, dripping pussy.

You pulled away from his lips, taking this time to look him in his blazing eyes. Weaving your fingers through his wild hair,

“Kyojuroooo, fuuuuck,” you hissed, grounding your head into his shoulders as he slowly eased himself in.

He himself groaned, his sounds muffled by his lips in your hair. Slowly, you lifted and grounded your hips into him, the overwhelming feeling overtaking both your body and senses.

“Princess,” he groaned, “princess, your father is expecting us at lunch in thirty minutes we cant… fuck you feel so good… we can’t be late.”

You rode him faster and faster, tongue out licking up all the sweat dripping down his neck. The salty taste stung your tongue slightly, but it didn’t stop you from your plans. You laid small sweet kisses along his neck, before beginning to leave small love bites wherever they land.

“I’m gonna be… honest Kyo… I r-really don’t give a fuck.”

That was the last coherent thing you said before you could feel Kyojuro grab underneath your ass, before slamming his hips into you. Your screams echoed in the car, coupled with Kyojuro’s bursts and grunts. Luckily the two of you were parked in an alley, with little to no foot traffic. You were willing to bet one of your expensive necklaces that if someone was to walk by, they'd be able to hear the both of you. Imagine what they’d see,

“You should be quieter Princess, imagine what someone would say if they… if they saw you like this.”

“Or maybe you don’t care… god just look at you.”

“So debauched… and so beautiful… and all for me.”

He reached up, and pulled your head down, looking straight into your glossed-over eyes, filled with intensity and emotions. All too many at once.

“Your mine… ain’t that right Princess?”

You jumped, your knee slightly hitting the table as your name was called. You shook your head, breaking yourself away from the memory that happened a while before you arrived here. You looked around, finding your father staring at you, along with his two advisors. Behind you, you could feel Kyojuro’s warm presence come up behind you.

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[jinkicake]

Pucker Up

Bakugo, Dabi, Denki with a s/o who naturally pouts all the time. 

Bakugo Katsuki x Reader

Dabi x Reader

Kaminari Denki x Reader

Hi Anon~ I hope you like this,,, I really love writing for mha characters... they’re just so much fun!!! Anyway- have any of you guys read the manga lately because all I want to say is what the hell we gonna do now. 

WC- 2,160

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Bakugo Katsuki 

Bakugo is such a mf….. he’d see your pouty lips and his heart would skip a beat but his brain would be like RAGE

How dare you look so cute? Are you trying to make him fall for you? That’s Bakugo’s inner thoughts

And the entire time he is thinking this he is also hardcore staring at you, like his eyes are literally never leaving your face and someone has to snap him out of it

“Yo, Kacchan you good?” Denki would have to wave his hand in front of his friends face and once Bakugo regains his consciousness he would smack Denki into next week LMFAOOO

Deep down all Bakugo wants to do is kiss you, literally kiss you and leave you speechless,,,, but is he going to tell you this? NO! 

If you ever catch him staring you’re going to have to ask him about it,,,,, 

Bakugo would become a stupid blushy mess like ‘I wasn’t looking at you, why would I be staring at you?!’ And you’d just be like okay….

I feel like one day when he catches your lips all pouty and your cheeks puffed out, he will just kiss the shit out of you….. of course not in front of other people, only when it’s like in his own room

Bakugo is super protective so whenever you make that cute face he will stand behind you and glare at whoever glances at you, he will literally pounce on Todoroki if he even breathes in your direction

He’s so irritating, Bakugo would literally just drag you up to his room and keep you all to himself in private,,,,, he’d be so cute and cuddly with you and tell you how cute he thinks you look ahhhhh~~ 

You continue to stare down at your homework, your cheeks puffed out in frustration as you try to work out the complicated problem. 

“Midoriya, I don’t understand,” Uraraka whines and you purse your lips in thought. At the same time of your small study session, Bakugo walks back into the dorms after his personal training. Your boyfriend feels his eye twitch when he notices who you’re sitting with but it is nothing compared to the rage he encounters when he notices your expression. Bakugo storms up to your table and rips your notebook away from your hands before walking away to the elevators. 

“Let's go!” He huffs and you let out a loud sigh, sending Midoriya and Uraraka a sympathetic smile as you stand up from your chair. You meet up with Bakugo in the elevator and grab your notebook from him, not noticing the way he skips your floor and takes you to his. One of his large hands wraps around your wrist as he drags you to his door. 

Honestly, at this point, you just go along with whatever Bakugo does. 

“If you want to study, ask me to help you instead.” He mumbles and sits down at his chair, the notebook that was once in your hands is now on his desk. “Come here,” Bakugo orders softly, you roll your eyes and stand next to his desk but Bakugo has other ideas. The blond wraps his arms around you and brings you down onto his lap, his chin rests on your shoulder while one arm is wrapped around your waist. “Is this the problem you couldn’t solve?” He asks curiously and points the question you were stuck on earlier.

“Yeah,” You confirm and Bakugo immediately dives into the problem, his pencil already working out the solution. You watch and nod at everything he says, taking in all the information. The blond glances at you after he finishes answering it and notices the way you’re pouting. 

“Damn it,” He curses before tightly gripping your chin. Bakugo tilts your face and swiftly swoops in to kiss you, his lips gently press against yours and you smile softly at the action. When he finally pulls away, he refuses to make eye contact with you and instead goes back to another problem you couldn’t solve. However, he notices the way you’re looking at him smugly. “stop looking at me like that.”

Dabi

Dabi would always make fun of you, he’d probably secretly take photos of you while you do it because he thinks it’s really cute

If he is sitting next to you he will poke your cheeks or grip your chin and force you to look at him so he can kiss the pout off your face

He doesn’t want anyone else to see this cute little habit of yours, he wants to keep it relatively his

If he ever sees you pouting like that in front of the other league of losers, he would probably flick your cheek really hard or simply toss his jacket into your face

He’d never straight out tell you how he feels because,,,, Dabi and feelings of affection don’t really mix together well

Dabi would really, really, like it when you pout and puff your cheeks out. He’d be so captivated by the simple expression and at first, his heart would swell but then his mind would wander and he’d get some spicy thoughts

Please, Dabi would kiss the life out of you to try and get you to understand what he is feeling…. Doesn’t really get the point across but the thought is there

Over time I think this face would turn him on LMFAOO like at first he thought it was the sweetest face he had ever seen but now all he can think about is his cum in your mouth 

That face really makes him powerless and it confuses him to no end like why does Dabi want to cuddle you but also fuck your brains out at the same time? How can he understand that? Ah, Dabi and his feelings fuck I wanted to make this soft

Dabi would probably coo and say the cutest things whenever he sees your cheeks puff out,,, like he turns into a new person LOL

“Aren’t they so cute?!” Toga gushes loudly and you stare at her phone, squinting to see the two students in the picture.

“Umm Toga how old are they?” You ask with wide eyes at the high school uniforms they have on.

“Who cares,” She coos and sighs lovingly at the photo, you try not to give it much thought because truthfully she is only a year or two older than them. 

“You like her?” You point at the girl with pink cheeks and Toga nods. “And him?” You move your finger to the dark-haired boy and she squeals at his face. “Right,” 

“(Y/N) not all of us like boys with daddy issues!” Toga spits and you dart your eyes towards Dabi, mentally wanting to smack your friend upside the head. 

“We all have a different taste,” You soothe and Toga happily begins to show you more photos. Dabi glances up from his phone to see what the hell you two are doing, his blue eyes freeze over your face and he can’t look away. The way your cheeks are puffed out and your lips are formed in a delicate little pout makes Dabi shift around in his seat, subtly pulling at the crotch of his jeans. 

“I even got some of her blood,” Toga states happily and you look up at Dabi with a confused expression on your face but nonetheless go back to looking at the photos.

“That’s really romantic?” You praise and Toga kisses your cheek.

“I know!” 

Dabi glances around the relatively empty room but he notices how strangers keep looking at you, it makes his blood boil. He shakes off his jacket and places it over his lap while glaring at your face as if it could make your pout go away.

“Oh, so you met them in the woods and that’s where you stabbed them?” You ask and Toga grabs your hands in hers.

“It’s a great start, isn’t it?” She asks, her eyes shining happily.

“Y-Yeah, that’s a start-“ You confirm but are cut off when you get a faceful of a familiar jacket, the rough material makes you wince. 

“Ooh, headshot!” Shigaraki snickers from behind his switch and you blow air into your cheeks.

“Dabi,” You whine at your boyfriend and he rolls his eyes before standing up from his chair, he pulls you away from Toga and makes his way to the door. Dabi doesn’t say anything as he drags you out into the alley, purposely slamming the door on his way out. His fingers run along your jaw before roughly cupping your face and forcing you to look up to him. The look in your pleasant eyes causes a growl to rumble in his chest.

“Now, I have you all to myself.”

Kaminari Denki 

I love Denki, please he is literally the cutest and one of the funniest mfs in the show

When he first notices your pout and puffy cheeks, he might internally pass out like mans will pass away

Then he comes back to life and pulls you into a close hug, holding you against his chest as he gushes how cute you look….. bruh he would have no shame doing this in front of everyone

Denki has no issue, no problem, at all with letting everyone know how cute his s/o is…. In fact, I think he wants everything to know how cute you are

The next time you get all pouty and stuff he’d be like “Kirishima! Look! That’s the face I was telling you about!!!” And then he’d cup your cheeks and push your lips together to pucker them like a fish “Aren’t they just the cutest?”

Of course, Kirishima is like ‘yeah totally!!!’ because he is a supportive friend but he’ll still send you a sympathetic smile ah I love kirishima so much he is such a sweetie

Denki is already clingy, always holding onto you but whenever he sees your pout he becomes even clinger like he holds onto you so tight 

If you’re ever in an argument with him just pout and puff your cheeks out, it is an automatic win for you because it literally melts down all of Denki’s anger and he forgets what you were even arguing about

Literally, even if you were wrong Denki would apologize over and over, cupping your cheeks and kissing all over your face 

Denki goes into Ultimate Lover Boy when he sees that cute face of yours

“And then I told Mineta, ‘of course it will work’ but then the plan totally backfired.” Your boyfriend sighs into your neck, his hands are wrapped around your waist. You are currently sitting between Denki’s legs on the floor, your knees pulled to your chest, as you silently continue to work on your homework. “Oh, you want to hear another story?” Denki nips at the collar of your shirt and pulls it gently so he can kiss your neck. “So there I was, being the coolest guy ever, and this bird came and landed on my shoulder. Can you believe it? I think I might have a second quirk that I don’t even know about!” He tells you excitedly and you put your pencil down before leaning back into his chest.

“You think you have a quirk like Koda?” You ask amusedly and Denki winks at you while putting his pointer finger to your lips.

“It’s a secret.” He whispers and you laugh as you relax into his arms, you’re already too mentally drained to try and solve the problem you’re working on. “I’m surprised you were listening with all your studying you were doing.” Denki nearly gags on the word studying and you bite your lip to refrain from laughing.

He picks up your notebook and holds it above your head to try and solve the problem. You lay your head down on his thigh and rest for the few moments of quiet that you have while he works out the solution. 

“Um, babe? You got the translation wrong here.” He notes and your eyes snap open, you try to rip the notebook from his hands but Denki holds onto it tighter. “See you said this is a ‘violin’ when it’s actually a cello.” He tells you proudly and you narrow your eyes at him.

“Oh, since when do you know so much English?” You sneer competitively and your boyfriend tenses while swallowing loudly. Shit, how is he supposed to tell you that Mineta made him watch weird English porn. 

“You know how much I like music, instruments, that sort of thing!” He saves himself and you puff your cheeks out at him, Denki audibly coos at your expression. Denki peppers kisses all over your face, saving your lips for last. “Oh, babe, if you think that is a violin then it 100% is. I will stand by your side even if everyone else says you’re wrong!” 

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