#inasa yoarashi lemon

[fandomness--randomness]

Hey can I request Inasa x Male!Reader nsfw headcanons? And if applicable could you throw in some bondage and praise kink headcanons for him in the mix?

Some spicy NSFW even after the tumblr crackdown (literally nothing changed except the NSFW tag is banned LMAO)

Sorry about the really long wait and I hope you enjoy!

NSFW below!

Now we all know Inasa is a big boi with a big heart

So he’s going to love you with all his heart

And his fingers ;)

And his dick

Once he can fit it in that is. Literally, this boy is HUGE it’s going to take at least a week of assplay to get you even semi-ready for his cock

But he’s going to be as gentle as possible

he’s going to be peppering kisses all across your face and cleaning up your tears with his thumb as he slowly enters you

You end up orgasming like thrusts in, your white cum covering your stomach and Inasa’s chest

He keeps going though and makes you come like 3 times again

BUT once you are able to take his cock normally that’s when the kinky shit begins ;))))

Now this boy, he loves being the best and he LOVES it when you paise him

He really really really loves it when you’re riding him and you compliment him and his tactics

“O-oh god y-you fe-feel so good! Pl-please keep ke-ep po-pounding into m-me like th-at!”

He’ll nUT if you do that

And don’t even get me started on how much he loves seeing you in bondage

Nothing too crazy or kinky like leather no

He likes shibari bondage

The way the knots looked so beautifully intertwined and tied around your chest and straining cock

Oh also his after care? TOP NOTCH THIS BOY KNOWS HOW TO GET RID OF ALL YOUR ACHES AND BRUISES (the later may take a couple days to go away though lol)

[quirkfics]

anything, everything

commissioned by the fantastic @shoto-todoloki-a-hoe

wordcount: 1000

warnings: bondage, mild domming, oral

pairing: Inasa Yoarashi x Reader (gender neutral)

He’s breathless, pulse racing under your fingertips like he’s about to cross the finish line, and you’ve barely started. His mouth parts when you tip his chin upwards, dark eyes gone nearly black in the dim light. It’s the highest rush you’ve ever felt, having him kneeling in front of you, knowing he’ll do anything, everything you ask. 

You lean close until your mouth is against his, so he can taste every word you speak and ask: “What do you want?”

Inasa’s eyes half-close and you could swear his lips start to quiver, his mind rushing to find the words. After a moment, you wonder if he’s going to have trouble with it, if he’s already too excited to concentrate this much, but he keeps his voice low when he finally answers. “Any- anything you’ll give me.” 

You stand, heart thundering when he tries to follow after you, already missing your mouth close to his. He makes it so tempting to give up, to just push him back onto the bed and forget about the game of things. He sounds wrecked already, and all you’ve done is bind his wrists and made him kneel in front of you. 

“Manners,” you remind him, hoping you come off sensual and not choked. Your throat feels tight and you have to keep yourself from swallowing when his breath leaves him and his eyes close completely. 

“Please?” He tries, and he looks so desperate for your approval when his eyes open. You stroke your hand over his scalp, scratching the tips of your fingernails over the buzz of hair. He leans into the touch immediately, almost too warm.  

“Please, what?” You ask, and you doubt it hurts, but your touch turns the slightest bit sharp, the edges of your fingernails dragging over the back of his neck. Inasa breathes out shakily, but doesn’t shy away from it. In fact, he would probably thank you if you told him to do it.  

“Please, touch me,” he rasps, and you know all you have to do is glance down to find evidence of his arousal. 

You sit down on the bed, fingers dragging over his shoulder as you move away and he makes a soft aching noise as you do. He wanted this, as much as you wanted to give it to him, and despite the momentary want to give in, to take him in hand and feel how hard he is, that’s not what he means. You lean back, legs spreading and crook your finger. If you’d had a leash for him, or a collar, you would have been tugging on it, but just the motion is enough. Inasa shuffles forward on his knees, cheeks pink, shoulders straining and stops right in front of you.

“Show me how badly you’d like me to touch you,” you suggest, tongue flicking out to wet your lower lip. 

Inasa gets to work. He knows what you like, how to touch your thighs, even if he only has his mouth and teeth at his disposal. The way he kisses right now though is worshipful, slow and careful, and his breath comes heavier every time he makes eye contact with you. You stroke your hand over his head again, wishing his hair was just a slight bit longer, long enough to pull, so you do the next best thing and push. Inasa gets the picture, skipping over the length of your thighs and stopping as soon as you take your hand off of his head. 

“Open your mouth,” you breathe out, and you have to shift when he does, aching when he tilts his head, wanting to lean closer. “Now use it.” You have to clench your own hand around your knee when Inasa’s mouth closes around you, tongue hot and wet and eager for the taste of you. You lift a leg over one of his shoulders, trying not to moan when you see his hands twisting in the red cord tied around them. Inasa has the strength to lift you up above his head, and with the use of his quirk? Nothing is out of the question. But all you have to do is place your hand back on his head, and push with your fingertips and he’s groaning, sucking, rolling his tongue like he can’t wait-

“Stop,” you gasp, and Inasa freezes. His shoulders shake as he keeps himself still, as you gently push him off of you. “Lay on the bed, Inasa.” His eyebrows draw together and for just a moment you can see a hint of refusal in his eyes. He wants to keep going, wants you to fall apart on his tongue. “Now.”

Inasa gets on the bed, arms trapped behind him and watches your face as you trail your eyes over him. He is excited, cock hard and throbbing, and as soon as stroke a finger along the length his thighs are tensing. You raise an eyebrow. “Is that all you need?” You ask idly, wrapping your hand around the base. “Is my hand enough to make you orgasm?”

“Yes,” he breathes, tensing to keep himself from bucking up into your hand. “Please, I want-”

“I want you to listen,” you interrupt, trying to calm your breathing. “Now open your mouth.” Oh, that look on his face. He groans as soon as he has you back in his mouth and your hand is stroking along the length of him. You have to keep yourself mostly still, balancing yourself on his chest and telling him to thrust into your fist. It would be hard enough without his mouth on you, doing his absolute best get you to fall to pieces on his face, but feeling him tremble underneath you, arms still caught, tongue rolling- “Fuck,” you gasp, when his hips start jerking. He comes over his belly, mouth working you through your own orgasm until you roll off of him, breathless and shaking. 

Inasa grins, eyes sparkling, face an absolute mess. “How’d I do?”

[katsukiboom]

Ok, this boy doesn’t get enough love... Inasa prematurely ejaculating after dry humping his s/o. I need me a flustered Inasa.

you don’t know how happy i was when i got this request, Inasa is a great character and i hope we get to see more of him in the future! i hope you like this ♥

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Oh boy, didhe just love when you got on top ofhim.

While skindidn’t show and hands didn’t really wander beyond the set limits, whenever amake-out session ensued you were the first one to tease Inasa to no end be itby leaving feather kisses all along his jaw (his most sensitive spot of all theones you knew so far) or by scratching his back above his clothes. He alwaysreciprocated by softly pulling on your hair and giving you hickeys every nowand then, but after a few months you two knew it just didn’t feel like enoughanymore.

It wasn’tlike you hadn’t talked about it before but it was a new field of therelationship none of you had ever ventured in before, making it clear to theother that things would only escalate once you both felt ready to do so. Inasawas a bit too shy when it came to you however, even after a year and somethingof being together, so he always left it up to you to decide what to do andwhen.

He hadnever been as nervous as when you finally opened to him, saying that you feltyou needed more of him, and he was eager to let you know he desired the samething – yet you did want to take itslow, and he complied, willingly letting you handle the situation. Nothing wassaid every time this happened; it felt natural to you both to just let go toyour most primal instincts, and he was glad to go along.

However,the more he touched, the more awkward situations could arise.

You wereboth on his bed back at his home, one weekend he had decided to take off fromShiketsu’s confinement, and while you were both leaning against the bedframewatching a boring movie he started caressing your hand, then your arm and thenseemed shy to keep going. You looked at him for a second before you leaned forwardand planted a soft kiss on his lips, and he wasn’t sure whether or not youwanted to deepen it until you made the first move, running your tongue along hislower lip asking for entry.

Inasa wasn’treally surprised at the quick progression of things – it was only a matter oftime until one was on top of the other and he was a bit glad that it was youwho climbed on his lap mid-kissing, your hands on his nape to prevent him from moving.What no one had prepared him for was the way you moved, grinding against him ina way that made him feel like he was on Cloud 9. Both of you moaning silentlyas to not alert his mother downstairs, he felt himself getting harder andharder under his clothes, something that resulted very uncomfortable yet he wouldn’ttell you to stop even if his life depended on it.

He knewthat you had noticed his growing bulge and he wanted you to enjoy the sensations too; breaking thekiss, he put his forehead against yours and made sure to look at you straightin the eye, faces flushed and breaths heavy. “I love to see you like that,” hewhispered as he grabbed your hips firmly to keep you in place as he startedmoving alone, thrusting against you gently and hoping to be rubbing all theright places. Wanting to dirty-talk to you more he started to lose focus of hismovements as he watched you revel in all the attention given to you, and themore he thought the more his vision clouded only with you.

It wasn’t untilhe felt an undeniable heat running up his body that he knew what would happenbut he was unable to stop moving as the friction brought him closer and closerto the edge, and with one final thrust he buried his face on your neck and unwillinglylet go, turning even redder at the prospect of you noticing.

Somethingthat was, by all means, unavoidable too.

“Babe, is…everything alright?” you asked, your voice tired yet filled with worry as youmoved one hand to the top of his head in an attempt to calm him down. Inasa wonderedwhat could be going through your mind or if you even suspected what hadhappened, but he had to think of something soon. “Did I hurt you or something?”

“N-no!” herushed to reply as he pulled back and finally faced you again. He saw your puzzledexpression and added, “I just… it was just…” but all his attempts of finding aviable excuse seemed to fail as he realized it would all come out sooner orlater, so he just looked away in shame. He felt beyond embarrassed as you eyedhim up and down in a moment of realization, climbed off his lap and cuddlednext to him, putting your head on his shoulder with a little laugh.

None of yousaid anything for a moment until you spoke again moments later. “If it is whatI think it is,” you said as you delicately put a hand on his knee, “there’snothing to be ashamed about – it’s only natural and it can happen.” Inasawanted nothing more than to bury himself in his bed just so he wouldn’t have toface the reality of what had happened; he knew for sure that he wasn’t everlike that since he lasted longer literally every other time he masturbated, butit was a first and he didn’t know what to make of it. You hugged him and heturned to you, face still red. “If you want we’ll just act like this neverhappened, then we can see if you’re still this quick some other time… if youwant, of course.”

He wassilent for a few seconds until he burst out laughing, carefully moving to wrapone arm around your back. “God, I love you so much,” he said as he kissed thetop of your head, “thank you for understanding, love.” He held you close to himand his heart finally settled down, choosing instead to race at the idea ofhaving someone so amazing to love.

“I love youtoo,” you said with a low voice, a smile on the corners of your lips. “But aren’tyou a bit uncomfortable right now?”

He wanted nothingmore, this time, than to be swallowed by earth itself.

[biscuit-babbles]

Alpha! Inasa X Omega! Reader Part 2

(Warning! There is a NSFW section, but you will be alerted to it before it comes up. Secondly, his quirk is actually named Whirlwind, in reference to the gif.)

SFW

Inasa is obviously a very passionate guy. That’s why it was no surprise to you when he hurriedly asked you to be his mate at the start of your 3rd year at Shiketsu High School.

Almost two years had changed little about the alpha you love. What it did change only proved more effective in making your inner omega purr.

When he asked you to be his mate, you could clearly see these being boasted. He knew how much you liked how he matured. The way his canine teeth went from small points in his smile to alpha fangs, ready to pierce your skin and make you his. His build had grown more sculpted the more he trained, and he trained often. Inasa’s voice only deepened with age, and even the softest croon can make your heart swell.

Despite these physical changes, he still was the childish alpha that hunted down your scent, hungered for your touch, and lived for your smile. He still does.

That’s why all of Eastern Japan could probably smell how ecstatic he was. His croon echoed the whole school. You had to calm him down, but that only proved to make him happier, seeing you care for him like that.

When you finally exposed your neck to him, prepared for his claiming mark, he took that chance. His fangs gently and slowly sunk in, careful not to hurt you. When blood welled from your wound, and whimpers escaped your lips, Inasa panicked. He tried to softly croon, which eventually soothed you.

That night, he excitedly took you to his home. Inside, everything seeped with his scent. He led you to a walk in closet in the hall leading to his bedroom, unused yet well cared for, and offered it to you for a nest. To sweeten the deal, he even offered to pay for improvements. Whether that be a mini fridge, television, sound system, whatever you need to feel safe and comfortable.

When you first moved in, everything was perfect. He made you breakfast, washed your clothes, and spoiled you with gifts and affection. There wasn’t a week you didn’t wake up to a brand new blanket for your nest lying among your sea of scented pillows and stuffed animals.

The perfection became overwhelming when your first heat as Inasa’s mate occurred.

(Warning! The next section will include NSFW themes! Specifics will be mentioned under the cut. If you are not comfortable with any of these, you are allowed to leave at any time.)

NSFW

(Themes include: swearing, sex toys, masturbation, dirty talk, rough sex, breeding kink, knotting, unprotected sex, and cream pies. Due to my ability in writing, the NSFW section will be for female readers only. If you want a male version, feel free to ask.)

Your heat started on a beautiful Tuesday. The whether is beautiful as you get ready to go outside. But you start to feel warm, and a sudden heat in your lower stomach urges you to find Inasa. You were confused, as your heat wasn’t due in two weeks. It must have been becoming a mated omega that irked your heat closer.

Inasa was in his room, watch vines on YouTube, when your scent hit his like a train. His vision went blurry, eyes dilated greatly, and a loud growl vibrated the house. Inasa had gone from a docile alpha to an alpha in need of his mate.

Although, hearing your mate growl only proved to startle you. Hiding in your nest was your preferred comfort in this moment, especially with what hid among the layers of blankets. You never told Inasa, but after you moved in, you had bought a vibrating dildo. You planned on using it for your heats, and now you were to use it.

Locking the inside of the closet doors - provided for by Inasa to help you feel safe - you unravel your toy. At 6.10 inches long and about 5 inches around, it had a steady curve and several vibration settings. The toy was a deep velvet red color with a jelly-like material that allowed it to be flexible and soft. A permanent knot rested idly at the base of it, ending at 1.4 inches and a whole 7 inches in girth.

As not to alert your alpha, you decided against using the vibrator aspect. Instead, you went for filling your slicked insides with the toy. Due to your heat, and the lack of attention down there for the past week or two, the sudden fulfillment made you gasp loudly. Adjusting to the toy, you began to pant into your pillows that spilled with Inasa’s scent. After a good 30 seconds, you began to slip the toy in and out of you.

Your heat began to cloud your senses, making you increase the pace rapidly. Forgetting you were trying not to disturb Inasa, you began crying and screaming his name, begging for more. Not even the large knot that had popped into you could content the need for a real cock.

Hearing your desperate pleas, Inasa leaves his bed. He himself was having a difficult time keeping his lust under control, especially since his own hand was not as wet, warm, and pleasing as an omega’s pussy. He forced his bedroom door open, growling as he approaches your nest. Your scent filled the hall, thick enough to be cut with a knife. The cries that emitted from your mouth only fueled Inasa’s insatiable lust. Yet, you fell quiet when you saw the doorknob to the closet twist erratically.

“S/O, open the door, now. Please.. I can smell how badly you need me, and I need you too. Please, please, oh sweet Gods, please, let me fuck you... Wait...” after a long, low growl, ”are you using a fucking toy? That will not do... Open the door. I will not let a toy replace me!”

You knew he didn’t mean to sound aggressive or possessive. He just needed to comfort you, and the thought that you would chose a toy to please you over him made him angry.

That’s exactly why you slowly began to undo the lock, but you didn’t have the will to pull the toy out from the depths of your slick. It felt painful to not be filled.

Inasa threw the door aside and stepped in, grabbing you and pinning you against the plush floor of your nest. He nipped and licked at your neck, desire making him growl. After a good 5 minutes of this, he locked the door again and removed the toy from you. With the toy, he withdrew a moan mixed with a whine from your throat.

“You don’t need some stupid fucking toy. You can have my cock instead. Does my pretty omega want my cock?”

Nodding mindlessly, you tried to meet your needy hips with his cock. Chuckling darkly, he croons.

“No no, baby. You used a toy instead of coming to me. Only bad omegas do that. Bad omegas get punished,”

His words are combined with his large, calloused hands groping your chest, making you whimper. His mouth continued to abuse your neck, making you cry out. With no pressure against your entrance, you thought you were going to puke. But Inasa is not a bad alpha, so his tease didn’t last long.

With a quick dismissal of his punishment, he undid his jeans and slipped them off effortlessly. Surprise clouded your face, and hungry made your mind go blank. Holy fuck, he was so much bigger than the toy.

Before you can voice any concern, he jerks his hips forward. Inasa filled you fully, the tip hitting against your cervix. The sheer girth also hit your sweet spot, making your head go empty, and your brain to mush. His pace in brutal, fucking you ruthlessly. His pelvis smacks against your hips, practically making you bounce against his cock. Finding this kind of intercourse especially arousing, he leaned into you. One hand supported himself beside your head while the other gripped your hip. Growls and curses flowed freely out of his mouth, making his mind spin with what he wanted to do to you.

Though, slicing through his thoughts, he heard your helpless whimper. So quiet that it almost escaped him. But nothing can escape an alpha with the instinctual need to grant his omega’s every sexual desire.

“A-alpha... knot me... Cum inside of me...!”

How could he refuse that? Those filthy words escaping his mate, his omega, his S/O, made him finally press his fully formed knot into you. The feeling of his knot, so thick and unbearably filling, made you cum. It was the hardest you had ever come, and the feeling was multiplied by the feeling of his pulsating cock being milked by your twitching walls. He had came too, filling you with his seed. So much so, some disobeyed and escaped. After coming down from your highs and realizing you have to wait for his knot to die down, do you notice a new feeling.

“Inasa.... did you.. break through my cervix?”

And in fact, he did. His cum inflated your womb, making you feel full. Although, this very information made Inasa croon loudly and nuzzle your neck. Scenting you thoroughly, he smiles.

“I would love to have pups with you,”

[ao3feed-suneater]

BnHA Student OneShots

by Messaholic

These are just for fun, if you get offended just leave, I would not like to hear about it! No Requests!! Mostly Fem P.O.V. ▼△▼△▼△▼△▼△ Will Include: ☇ Smut & Lemons ☇ Fem x Fem ☇ Boy x Boy ☇ Heavy Topics

Will Not Include: ☇ Parent x Child (Non-Platonic) ☇ Sibling x Sibling (Non-Platonic) ☇ Hate Comments ☇ Arguing ☇ Requests

Words: 284, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒー���ーアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con, Underage

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Asui Tsuyu, Aoyama Yuuga, Ashido Mina, Iida Tenya, Uraraka Ochako, Ojiro Mashirao, Kaminari Denki, Kirishima Eijirou, Shouji Mezou, Jirou Kyouka, Sero Hanta, Tokoyami Fumikage, Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Mineta Minoru, Yaoyorozu Momo, Awase Yousetsu, Kuroiro Shihai, Kendou Itsuka, Shiozaki Ibara, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, Honenuki Juuzou, Monoma Neito, Rin Hiryuu, Toogata Mirio, Amajiki Tamaki, Hadou Nejire, Shinsou Hitoshi, Hatsume Mei, Shindou You, Yoarashi Inasa, Utsushimi Camie, Intelli Saiko, Tokage Setsuna

Relationships: /reader - Relationship, X Reader - Relationship

Additional Tags: Smut, Lemon, Fluff, Angst, Suicide Attempt, Suicide, Kidnapping, Yandere, Tsunderes, AUs, Students, U.A. Dorms (My Hero Academia), Kinks

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/25623178

[ao3feed-bnha-girls]

Sugared Lemons

sugared lemons by froggykakyoin

Why does the joestar family suddenly appear in 2300 japan? bnha x jjba crossover (1-5) yall i am so sorry

Words: 1209, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia, ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 | JoJo no Kimyou na Bouken | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, M/M

Characters: Todoroki Enji | Endeavor, Jean Pierre Polnareff, Jonathan Joestar, Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto, Robert Edward O. Speedwagon, Caesar Anthonio Zeppeli, William Anthonio Zeppeli, Joseph Joestar, Higashikata Josuke (JoJo: Diamond is Unbreakable), Nijimura Okuyasu, Kakyoin Noriaki, Kujo Jotaro, Mohammed Abdul | Muhammad Avdol, Hirose Koichi, Pannacotta Fugo, Giorno Giovanna, Bruno Buccellati, Leone Abbacchio, Narancia Ghirga, Guido Mista, Yoarashi Inasa, Erina Pendleton Joestar, Other Character Tags to Be Added

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku/Uraraka Ochako, Kakyoin Noriaki/Kujo Jotaro, Todoroki Shouto/Yoarashi Inasa

Additional Tags: Crossover, thats it, im so sorry, i had to get this out of my head, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23910406

[alphaimagine]

Birthday Cakes!

Izuku Midoriya: Vanilla cake with chocolate frosting, both homemade by his mom!

Katsuki Bakugo: Lemon cake with lemon icing, double layered. 

Denki Kaminari: Double chocolate chip with extra chocolate icing. 

Mina Ashido: Unicorn shaped confetti cake with vanilla icing and extra sprinkles! Lots of rainbow sprinkles! So many sprinkles! 

Shoto Todoroki: German chocolate with coconut frosting. His mom used to make his cakes, but now his dad just buys one from the bakery and sends it to UA.

Tenya Iida: Green tea flavor with chocolate icing.

Eijiro Kirishima: Strawberry cake with vanilla icing and slices of banana on top. 

Yuga Aoyama: Double chocolate with strawberry icing

Tsuyu Asui: Cinnamon Swirl, no icing 

Mezo Shoji: Poppy seed with lemon icing 

Mashirao Ojiro: Vanilla on vanilla, homemade not store bought 

Ochaco Uraraka: A large tier of cupcakes to look like a regular cake. All different flavors! 

Hanta Sero: Banana cake with vanilla frosting and chocolate sprinkles 

Fumikage Tokoyami: Dark chocolate with vanilla frosting, coconut sprinkled on top

Toru Hagakure: Chocolate cake loaded down with nuts. Chocolate icing as well with more chopped nuts on top.

Momo Yaoyorozu: Yellow cake marbled with chocolate, usually three tiers high and from the finest bakery in town. Fudge icing on top. 

Itsuka Kendo: Red velvet with vanilla icing. She knows cream cheese frosting is traditional, but she hates it. So the icing as to be vanilla. 

Neito Monoma: Key lime cake with a lime glaze 

Hitoshi Shinsou: Vanilla cake with blueberries mixed in. Vanilla icing, but only a little. 

Mirio Togata: Vanilla cake with graham crackers sprinkled on top of chocolate icing. 

Amajiki Tamaki:  Butter Pecan with a pecan glaze. But only if its made by his grandmother. 

Nejire Hado:  Caramel cake with cream cheese frosting and hot caramel drizzled over top. 

Inasa Yoarashi: Vanilla cake with raspberry frosting.

Camie Utsushimi: Apple spice with buttercream frosting 

Hawks: Golden vanilla with lots of fudge icing

Mirko: Forget the cake, just give her a tub of whatever icing is nearby 

Mt. Lady: Anything that’s super fancy looking with lots of fruit slices  Sir. Nighteye: Chocolate with Vanilla frosting 

All Might: Dark chocolate and strawberry marble with vanilla icing 

Tomura Shigaraki: doesn’t like cake. Give him a dozen chocolate chip cookies 

Himiko Toga: Rainbow cake! 

Dabi: Roasted pecan with double fudge icing and crushed nuts on top

Twice: Carrot cake. No, Banana cream. No, Carrot, no, banana. 

Spinner: Would rather have a fruit tart 

Mr. Compress: Coffee cake 

Kurogiri: Rum and spice cake 

Overhaul: Apple nut

Eri: Any cake is good cake as long as it doesn’t have fruit or nuts. Fruit is good, but not in a cake. 

[ao3feed-bnha-rarepair]

I Want Candy

I Want Candy by mynameis152

At the Ice-pop stand, he sees a new employee working beside Midoriya, handing a lemon pop to a boy with a horned baseball cap.

The guy is a beauty, hands down. His hair switches from the color of sweet whipped-cream to the red of a sun-soaked strawberry. His eyes are two different colors, but the one on the left reminds him of blue raspberry Jolly Ranchers. He doesn't smile, looking like he just sucked on a lemon pop, but Inasa bets he's the sweetest thing in the Candy Shop inventory.

And, well, Inasa wants candy.

Words: 6353, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Todoroki Shouto, Yoarashi Inasa, Utsushimi Camie, Shishikura Seiji, Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead

Relationships: Todoroki Shouto/Yoarashi Inasa

Additional Tags: Fluff, Fluff and Humor, Self-Indulgent, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Alternate Universe - Beach, Alternate Universe - Lifeguards, Summer, based off the song I Want Candy, Todoroki works at the pier, and Inasa is in love with him, Festivals, Competition, read this, im telling you its better than these tags, How Do I Tag

Read Here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/19986895

[tiffersthenerdyficrecs]

BakuDeku Pining Fics

(*) Indicates my most suggested reads.

Get on my level by Mikacrispy *

Rating: Explicit Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki & Kirishima Eijirou, Ashido Mina/Kirishima Eijirou, Jirou Kyouka/Kaminari Denki Characters: Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Yoarashi Inasa, Hawks (My Hero Academia), Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku Additional Tags: Age Difference, Pro Hero Bakugou Katsuki, Adorable Midoriya Izuku, Canon-Typical Violence, Mutual Pining, Slow Burn, POV Alternating, POV Bakugou Katsuki, POV Midoriya Izuku, Bakusquad (My Hero Academia), Dekusquad (My Hero Academia), Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot, Intern Midoriya Izuku Summary:Bakugou Katsuki is a Pro Hero whose boss demands him to take an intern.

Midoriya Izuku is a UA student who needs an internship.

When the two of them are put together, they learn about what it truly means to be a Hero and what it means to be in love.

What The Fuck Did You Just Call Me? by reading_raindrop

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou, Kaminari Denki, Uraraka Ochako, Ashido Mina, Mineta Minoru, Todoroki Shouto, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Additional Tags: Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings, My First AO3 Post, Oblivious Midoriya Izuku, Oblivious Bakugou Katsuki, Two oblivious dorks, Mutual Pining, katsuki’s POV mostly, Fluff, Teensy teensy bit angsty I guess Summary: “A-ah B-Bakugou! You dropped some pencils!”

Katsuki stiffened. Kirishima and Kaminari froze. Basically, everyone within earshot stopped what they were doing to look at Izuku like he sprouted a second head. What did he just call him? “What the fuck did you just say to me?”

Katsuki whipped his head towards Izuku with his signature death glare as he stood up from where he picked up the fallen supplies.

“U-um I said you dropped some pencils! I think this eraser might be yours to-”

“No. What the fuck did you just call me?”

Izuku starts calling him Bakugou and it pisses the explosive teen off a lot more than he thought it would

Boom, Badoom, Boom by warschach

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - High School, Kissing Booths, Fluff, Mutual Pining, Kissing, or Katsuki is into Izuku Midoriya and is equally bad with romance, this is gross gross fluff i'm sorry, this is supposed to be set in late 90s and early 2000s Summary:Izuku's working the kissing booth at the school fair, it just so happens Katsuki has been crushing on him since the first grade.

“Did you—“ Izuku parted his mouth with no sound leaving it, “Did you pay?”

“Yea.”

“For a kiss?”

Big Protein by Mysecretfanmoments

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Kaminari Denki, Ashido Mina, Uraraka Ochako, Todoroki Shouto, Kirishima Eijirou, Iida Tenya Additional Tags: Bakugou trying so hard to be a winner he's kind of a loser, Pervert Deku, Repressed Bakugou, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings, Characters Are Pro Heroes (My Hero Academia), Aged-Up Character(s), sexual awakening, awkward sexual encounters, Mutual Pining, Big Virgin Energy Summary: Bakugou Katsuki has a thriving hero career, an agent to manage his famous attitude, and absolutely zero romantic interest in anyone. With the exception of his favourite health food joint refusing to expand to his city, his life is pretty damn perfect—so why does a viral video revealing Deku's stash of dirty mags involving him and Deku together turn everything upside-down? OR: The story of a man's random embarrassing collection.

I Miss the Music by InkspillsNotebook(Updating/Incomplete)

Rating: Explicit Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Bakusquad - Character Additional Tags: Friends to Lovers, Mutual Pining, Rockstar AU, Slow Burn, Life goals, music industry, Social Media, fans shipping, hidden crushes, Angst, Fluff, Sexual Tension, small living spaces, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Death Threats, shit gets heavy in some chapters just a warningi will let ya'll know in the notes at the beginning of specific chapters I promise Summary: Inspired by the prompt by pennyforyourotp on tumblr of 'You're a really famous actor/musician and I'm your childhood friend that shows up a lot on your Instagram/Twitter/Snapchat and people have started shipping us which is really bad for my crush on you that I've been trying to hide'

Founder of the number one band 'Ground Zero' and lead guitarist, Katsuki Bakugou, takes a vacation before an upcoming tour. Upon returning home, he strives to convince childhood friend, and secret love interest, Izuku Midoriya, to abandon his internship hunt and come on tour with him to once more be apart of each others lives, and write music together again.

Saccharine Shit by katrucci(Updating/Incomplete)

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Uraraka Ochako, Kirishima Eijirou Additional Tags: Rating May Change, Aged-Up Character(s), Alternate Universe - Pro Heroes (My Hero Academia), Pro Hero Bakugou Katuski, Pro Hero Midoriya Izuku, Future Fic, kacchako friendship is pure, kacchan runs a pro hero agency, Late Night Conversations, Drunkenness, Fluff and Angst, Christmas, Denial, Pining, Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot, Murder Mystery, Crime Fighting, Organized Crime Summary: "'Ground Zero Pro Hero Agency'? Kacchan, is that really the name of your agency?"

Katsuki narrowed his eyes. "Yeah. What's it to you?"

Izuku flipped over the pamphlet this way and that, then laughed. "Nothing. It's just... weird. Unexpected. I thought you'd go with 'Explodo-fucking-kill Your Villains' or something."

"Fuck off."

--

Years after they'd each gone their own ways, All Might's return to Japan as a UA guest speaker sends shockwaves through the Pro Hero community. It brings back old memories, regrets, and, strangely, a familiar green-haired freckleface to the doorsteps of Katsuki's apartment on a wintry Wednesday night.

Hummingbird Heartbeat by Tokiji *(Updating/Incomplete)

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Midoriya Inko, Todoroki Shouto, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Ashido Mina, Kaminari Denki, Sero Hanta, Kirishima Eijirou1 Additional Tags: Near Death Experience, hospital visits, Angst, Fluff, Heartbeats, Bakugou literally needs to feel Deku's heartbeat to calm down, Trauma, Slow Burn, poor bakugou, Clingy, Hugs, lots of hugs, Eventual Sex, Bakusquad, Protective bakugou, Pining Bakugou, Nightmares, mental health Summary: “The knife went through his fucking chest, Kirishima.” Katsuki spat his name into his face, mouth twisting into a vicious snarl, teeth and all. “You know that's where his heart is, right? And his fucking lungs? All the vital shit?”

Kirishima blanched. “I-I know, I just meant—”

“What, you mean to tell me that your stupid fuckin’ ass is so ignorant to forget that he lost a shit ton of blood, hah?! Yeah, it was a flippin’ knife wound, oh hoo-ray, but look at the nerd now! He’s fucking dying because of it!”

The Art of Indifference by qye(Updating/Incomplete)

Rating: Not Rated Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou/Todoroki Shouto Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia) Additional Tags: Future Fic, Aged up characters, Bakugou needs to calm down, Midoriya is (understandably) salty, Language, Because its Kacchan, Minor Original Character(s), BAMF Midoriya Izuku, Oblivious Bakugou, wing man kirishima, Redemption, Slow Burn, Enemies to Friends, Delusions, bakugou is bad at emotions, Angst, Revelations, Pining, Protective Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot, mature adults do adult stuff like apologizing, chap 1+2 suck but hey i promise it gets better, the todokiri snuck up on me, guys when I say slow burn I mean slow ass burn Summary: Bakugou is used to being the center of attention- be it anger, confussion, or fear (mostly fear) everyone always gives him a reaction.

Until all the sudden, Deku doesn't.

What a fucking asshole.

warm hands by flowercafe(Updating/Incomplete)

Rating: Mature Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia) Additional Tags: 5+1 Things, Mutual Pining, Getting Together, Developing Relationship, soft makeouts, Fluff, Light Angst, Healing, Forgiveness, but also a LOT of competitive ribbing and banter, rating only reflects the last chapter, First Time, Rivals to Lovers, tactile katsuki, izuku's got achy joints bc of his tendons, Massages Summary: "Your hands are so soft," he blurts.

Katsuki gives his fingers a threatening squeeze. "What the hell, Deku? Are you sayin' there's a problem with having soft hands, hah?"

Izuku never thought that Bakugou Katsuki, of all people, would willingly give him a hand massage. But here they are, sitting knee to knee, with his fingers lying innocently in those explosive palms.

or

a 5+1 featuring copious amounts of massaging, a dollop of mutual pining, many ridiculous competitions, Izuku’s achy joints, and one very tactile Katsuki.

The Devil Ships ZeKu by xairylle *(Updating/Incomplete)

Rating: Explicit Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Todoroki Shouto Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Ashido Mina, Kaminari Denki, Todoroki Shouto, Iida Tenya, Uraraka Ochako, Toogata Mirio, Shinsou Hitoshi Additional Tags: character finds fic of themselves, Future Fic, pro heroes, Hero Deku, hero ground zero, Smut, Masturbation, Ecchi, Lemon, how the FUcK do i tag this, bakudeku, KatsuDeku, Fic within a Fic, Pining, Mutual Pining, Pining Midoriya Izuku, Pining Bakugou Katsuki, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings, Jealousy, Slow Burn, kinda satire, there's a mix of genres in the fic within a fic, AUTHOR CHOSE NOT TO USE ARCHIVE WARNINGS, Secondhand embarrassment Summary: Midoriya Izuku knew what fanfiction was. He just didn't think there was something like THIS out there. About him and Kacchan no less.

Hero & Zero by GreyDayMoon(Updating/Incomplete

Rating: Not Rated Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Iida Tenya, Hatsume Mei, Todoroki Shouto Additional Tags: Quirkless Midoriya Izuku, Hero Bakugou Katsuki, Pining, Fanboy Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings, Dudes I cant stop writing AUs, I'm Sorry, Midoriya Izuku Does Not Go to U.A. High School, idk what this is, Enjoy 4 now, Might expand on later, Protective Bakugou Katsuki, Possessive Bakugou Katsuki, ? I guess? Summary: Bakugou was the number one hero, surrounded by fans, and loaded with fame and fortune. So why would he care if a boy from his childhood still watched him from the edge of crowds? He wouldn't give a shit about Deku who would? Who would even be looking for that stupid messy green hair?

Except maybe he would. >

To Stand by your Side by aeronines *

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Utsushimi Camie, Yaoyorozu Momo, Uraraka Ochako, Kirishima Eijirou, Todoroki Shouto Additional Tags: High School Bakugou/Pro Hero Deku, age gap, Eventual Smut, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Canon-Typical Violence, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, wet dreams, Oral Sex, eventual happy and healthy ending, Masturbation, Sex Toys, Background Relationships, theyre both horny little shits, this is a story of recovery, Hurt/Comfort, The power of friendship, only underage if u consider teenage masturbation and unsolicited wet dreams underage, Secret Relationship, two dumbasses figuring shit out along the way, no minor/adult sex but some highly consensual feeling up Summary: One student, one hero, and a whole lotta pining

Or, the High School Bakugou/Pro Hero Deku slow burn I need in my life

Spicy Ramen by RoboticSpaceCase

Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Minor or Background Relationship(s) Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto, Shinsou Hitoshi, Uraraka Ochako, League of Villains (My Hero Academia) Additional Tags: Villain Midoriya Izuku, kind of lol, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Minor Character Death, Undercover Work, Stakeout work, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings, Business Owner Deku, Quirkless Midoriya Izuku, Morally Gray Deku, He's like half villain half "doesn't care" lol Summary: Pro Hero Ground Zero has better things to do than going on stakeouts for the cops, but when his somewhat friendly detective contact asks him to go undercover to find some major villain activity, Bakugou can't help but say yes. It was part of the whole hero gig, after all. He just wished the job didn't require sitting with quirkless, annoying Deku.

[quirkfics]

forgoing oxygen

commission for the wonderful @shoto-todoloki-a-hoe

word count: 1.5k

warnings: smut, angst, hurt and comfort, begging, aged up

pairing: Inasa Yoarashi x Reader (gender neutral)

Everything is fine. Really. It is. 

Both of you are alive, Yoarashi reasons with himself, staring down at his shaking hands. The villains are in police custody, and the thought is both enraging and reassuring. He’s not sure he could still hold the title of hero, knowing they were still out there somewhere. The thought of vengeance is a bitter one, but Yoarashi can’t lie to himself. If they had escaped- If they had succeeded- He breathes out through his nose, closing his eyes, and his hands into fists. There weren’t any other injuries, and there hadn’t been any casu- Yoarashi has to forcibly uncurl a hand so he can cover his mouth, still breathing deeply through his nose, and try furiously not to finish that particular thought. 

Everything is fine. 

It’s not. 

When the police are finished with taking your statement, and you walk out into the waiting area, Yoarashi worries that he’ll be too hands on, that he’s too clingy and eager for the feeling of you in his arms. When he spies your tired expression and glassy eyes, he decides that doesn’t matter. You’re open with him, you always are, and when he reaches out for you, you come to him willingly. Your pulse is strong against his palm, when he pulls you close, hand careful around the back of your neck. You’re warm and breathing, but he can still feel the way your fingertips slid out of his grasp, cold and- A small noise of pain escapes him as his arms encircle you, clutching you tightly to his chest. 

“If you need space-” he tries, because Yoarashi has always felt so strongly - he half recalls something about someone being so small, they only had enough room for one emotion, but.. But Yoarashi is tall, he’s big, and a single emotion has always filled him up to bursting. He’s too big, too old for this tantrum of panic, but all he can do is move with the tide of it or drown. 

“I don’t,” you whisper, voice harsh, lips parted, and Yoarashi has never heard anything better. Your hands are clenching the coat on his back, and you’re too still, but you’re alive, this is real- Yoarashi wants to cry.

“Good,” he chokes out in response, and he barely sounds like himself. He’s so quiet. Subdued. “I’m not sure I can let go of you right now.” It’s almost silent after that. The both of you have to make it home, and he doesn’t care, really, about you seeing him cry, about you seeing any of his emotions, but he doesn’t want to draw more attention your way. His attention already put you- Yoarashi presses a kiss to the crown of your head, knowing that he can’t let himself think that way. He already knows how a conversation like that would go, so he keeps his mouth shut, just holding you. It’s the longest cab ride he’s ever taken.

Walking through the front door is like a bomb going off. Slamming the door closed happens only because of paranoia (-and the door is swinging on its hinges, and the house is empty, empty, empty, the word a metronome on the inside of his skull-) and then all either of you knows is skin and breath, and the world re-orienting itself to the axis of your hearts and bodies.

“You’re alive,” Yoarashi gasps against your lips, hands trembling where he’s cradling your jaw. He backs into a wall, uncaring when he nearly trips. “You’re alive. I thought-” He can’t speak in full sentences, not with this furious need to kiss consuming the both of you, not with your stumbling steps towards the bedroom. You’re warm, and the kisses are messy and too-wild, leaving you with slick lips and burning lungs, too impatient to take the time to just breathe. Yoarashi finally pulls away, head tilting back as he gasps for air, but you’re already pulling him into the bedroom and onto the floor. 

He comes with you willingly, hands growing more steady as he helps you shed clothing, too eager for more of your bare skin to think about everything that’s happened. All that matters is you’re both here, and your hands are tossing away his hat and pushing off his jacket and he’s not sure he’s ever wanted anything more than you in this moment. To have your limbs wrapped around him, your breath and voice against his ear-

“I want you, Yoarashi, please,” You beg, tugging at his trousers, thighs parting so he can kneel between them. It’s a bit of a rushed, awkward struggle, getting his clothes completely off without taking his hands from you, because he can’t let go, not right now. He manages to kick them and his underwear off, but leaves a sock behind as frustration builds. 

Who the fuck cares about a sock, when- But he doesn’t let that thought finish either, just lets you surround him. Your hand strokes over the buzz of his hair as you pull his mouth back to yours, and he groans as he leans close to your naked body. His dick is aching, where it’s pressed to between you, and he feels light-headed, dizzy with desire as his teeth catch against your bottom lip. Part of him wonders if it’s because you’re both breathing each other's breath, willingly forgoing oxygen if anything else means stopping. 

“This is real,” Yoarashi can’t help but gasp, voice low and rough as he breaks the kiss to lean his forehead against yours. Both of you are panting, chests heaving, and your fingers spasm against his back.

“Very real,” you say, jaw clenching. “We’ll talk about being scared later. I just want to touch you, I just want to-” Your eyes fall closed, and Yoarashi understands. Touching you helps keep his mind in the moment too, helps to cement yourselves in reality. He reaches a hand down between you to stroke and captures your mouth in another wet kiss, turning you into a trembling mess. “Yoarashi,” you say against his lips, and then your hips are rolling upwards, trying to get more friction. “I want you to fuck me, please -”

“How bad?” Yoarashi blurts out. For a moment he wants to cringe, but then his gaze focuses on your blown pupils and your parted lips and his heart rate picks up.

“You want me to beg?” You ask, a smile tugging at your lips. Yoarashi, by contrast, knows that his face and his ears are on fire, and that later you’ll be laughing, but-

“Yes,” he decides, dark eyes intent on your face. He leans over you, scrabbling at the nightstand for lube, and curses when you bite at his chest, dragging your hands down his spine.

“Please,” you whisper, as he settles back between your thighs, bottle of lube in hand. Yoarashi feels like he’s about to combust, and in any other circumstances, he’s not sure he’d be able to look you in the eye, but- You’re here. You’re here, and his pulse is echoing in his ears like someone beating on a kettle drum, and you’re starting to smile, and maybe… Maybe everything is going to be okay.

“Say it with passion,” he jokes, and then nearly crushes the bottle when you tilt your head back and beg. Yoarashi gets to work with trembling hands. The way he slicks the both of you up is a little more rushed than normal, but the ache he leaves behind only has you even more eager to have him inside you. His first shallow thrust has your breath leaving you in a rush. “Everything al-alright?” Yoarashi asks, pausing as your reach up to curl your fingers around the back of his neck.

“Fuck me, and make it alright,” you fire back, and then you gasp when his next thrust has him nearly bottoming out. The rhythm he sets up is slow at first, but when you pull him closer, hooking your ankles together around his hips, he gets the picture. Slow is for later. You want heavy breathing, and thundering hearts, and the noise of his hips smacking into the backs of your thighs- you want noise. Movement. Life. His cheeks are rosy still, from embarrassment, but the longer he keeps up this fast pace, fucking into you with wet, obscene noises, the more the pink fades. He’s not embarrassed, not any longer, not with you pulling him close and whispering encouragement in his ear, or your teeth nipping at his pulse. Yoarashi feels his orgasm building, hot and bright, and his rhythm falters, reaching between your bodies to stroke you. 

“Fuck,” he pants, delighted when your mouth opens, ready to speak, and then you nearly shriek. Your fingernails dig into his neck as you come, and the pleasure-pain of it pushes Yoarashi over the edge after you, both of you clutching to one another and rocking through the aftershocks. You’re here. You’re alive. 

Everything is fine. 

This time? It’s true.

[quirkfics]

celebrating

a commission for the fabulous @marigold-magpie

wordcount: 5k

warnings: smut, facesitting, size difference, mild praise, cock warming, outfit kink, fluff, lemon

pairing: Inasa Yoarashi x Female OC (Kagura)

They’re just barely on the edge of the dance floor, cloistered by sparkling holiday decorations on either side. The greenery and ribbons have been twisted carefully together to make an arch over their heads, tall enough that even Inasa doesn’t have to worry about accidentally standing up and knocking things over due to his height. He’d thought they’d been fake, at first. They looked so perfect, though truth be told, Inasa wasn’t exactly well versed in party decorations- but Kagura had pointed out that Yaoyorozu had never typically been one to skimp on expenses. The flowers and branches are very real, and the faint scent of pine and cinnamon rolling through the air is refreshing, after the city smells both Inasa and Kagura have to deal with day after day.

Inasa would never miss an opportunity to celebrate with his fellow heroes, and the atmosphere so far? Has made far it more enjoyable that he could have hoped. The only small issue of the evening has been- well, both Inasa and Kagura know more than a few people. Trying to keep up with the congratulations and news being traded has been rather tiring, and it’s kept them bouncing around the room, just barely missing one another before they’ve slipped into yet another round of traded tales from their new jobs. Their new careers.

Luckily for Inasa, Kagura had surprised him, insisting to the group he’d been speaking with that she needed to borrow him for a short while and- He’s unashamed to say that he forgot where he was for a moment, utterly entranced as she led him away. Inasa is constantly smiling, but his cheeks hurt whenever he gets the chance to spend more than a few hours with her, and his heart still leaps in his chest whenever she says his name.

“It doesn’t feel quite like reality,” Kagura says softly, making him blink. She sounds wistful, her golden eyes looking out over the veritable sea of new heroes, her hands fidgeting slowly in her lap. She keeps lifting them, like she’s thinking about twisting them into her hair or brushing locks out of her face, but then she hesitates. It’s probably that she doesn’t want to ruin the careful way she’s styled it. He’s struck, as he always is, by how much he wants to kiss her, just because he can. 

Just the sight of her sweet face makes Inasa feel overwhelmed with emotions, with lust, though the angle doesn’t help any either. Kagura has always been dazzlingly lovely, but the cut of her dress and the way she keeps smiling up at him? He feels light headed, like that strange dazed sensation he gets when he flies too high, too fast, and- He lifts the small cup in his hand, tilting it to peer at the punch inside. He wonders if it’s been tampered with, if he should say something- But then Kagura’s eye catches his and he finds himself forgetting everything he was thinking. The punch is- Inasa doesn’t care. He smiles back, despite the vague feeling that he’s a little lost.

“Inasa?” Kagura asks, and her voice draws him back into himself, and back to the conversation at hand. She smiles again, sweet and lovely, her eyelashes fanning over her cheeks and Inasa has to repeat everything she’s said to him in silence, just to attempt to give her an answer. 

“We’re realizing our dreams,” he says seriously, if not quite as boisterously as he usually does. He has to force himself to look away when her eyes focus on his, to clear his throat and ignore the blush slowly creeping up his neck. He’s rarely, if ever, one to hold back, but- Moments like these call for severity, don’t they? “Every day the reality of it will sink in further,” he says with authority, though inside his heart is racing because Kagura is touching him from thigh to hip and- Her free hand slips into his, and when his fingers spasm closed, her dainty hand vanishes in his grip. He has to suck in a breath, trying to be stealthy, to calm himself, before he adjusts. He turns his fingers until they’re intertwined with hers, and wishes he could just pull her into the air above the crowd. Touching Kagura always leaves him feeling like he should be flying, dancing, and with their quirks? It would be all too easy. Save- well, he doesn’t much want to drag her into the air, only for people to be able to look up her dress. He tips the cup of punch into his mouth, draining it to the dregs before he sets it off to the side. 

“You sound so sure,” Kagura says, leaning into him when he straightens. She rests her head just below his shoulder, and he’s fairly sure that he can see a pink tint to her ears. It’s- It’s a heady feeling, knowing he affects her almost as much as she affects him. He doesn’t want to move from this spot, from this moment, if he can help it. Not with the warmth of her spiraling straight to his brain. Inasa licks his lips, considering slipping his arm around her but- he.. He knows it’s ridiculous that he still worries, they’ve been dating for quite a while after all.

“Cozy over here, aren’t you?” A voice asks from beside Kagura, making the both of them jump. Camie pushes herself off of the wall, leaning out from around her friend. A syrupy sweet smile spreads over her face as she leans in closer. “Hogging Kagura all to yourself,” she says with a knowing glance. Her smile widens when she sees Kagura’s hand lift again, nerves getting the best of her, but Camie turns her gaze back to Inasa. The tease was meant to get a rise out of him, of course. He wants to laugh, or maybe to sigh, because the moment isn’t ruined, not exactly, but the mood has definitely been derailed. Instead he just shakes his head, swallowing dryly as he purposely turns away from Camie. He can’t hold her gaze and not ask if she needs something, and Camie really only wants to try and tease him about his feelings for Kagura. She would never come straight out and say it though. 

She leaves him be, turning her attention back to his girlfriend.

“And you wore it,” Camie says proudly. Inasa can’t help it, his eyes dart back to them, watching as Camie takes the material of Kagura’s skirt between her fingers so she can stroke it. “Told you that you’d look fab! The way the skirt flares?” His breath comes a little heavier, because he’d watched earlier, eyes trained on the hem of the dress as Kagura turned in a circle to show it off to him. Yeah, the skirt of the dress most definitely would flare as she spun. He wanted to see it, wanted to watch her flash just a bit of her fair skin- Inasa bites his lower lip, glancing out over the crowd of fellow heroes, laughing and chatting on the dance floor. He most definitely wants to see that, but he doesn’t want them to, so he should just put it from his mind, wait until later-

“The way the top is cut too,” Camie says slyly, and her gaze is like a brand on Inasa’s cheek, heavy and searing as one of her carefully manicured fingernails hooks on the bust of the dress. She barely tugs, but it’s more than enough to have Inasa gritting his teeth. “Wicked hot,” Camie says, smiling brightly at Kagura. 

“Yeah?” Kagura asks, and she looks pleased, if still a little shy. “I had to admit, I was just a little worried-” And that has Inasa tapping his fingers nervously over his thigh. He wants to turn and reassure her, he wants to be allowed to stare, wants to let his eyes lower- But that’s just what Camie is waiting for. 

He doesn’t think he should be ashamed of it, and he isn’t, because it’s healthy to have this much passion for someone you care for, isn’t it? But Camie’s teasing- He feels his cheeks heat. She has a bad habit of bringing it up in the most unlikely of places. And he doesn’t want Kagura to feel embarrassed.  

Kagura’s small hand turns in his own, her soft fingertips stroking over his knuckles and along the palm of his hand. It makes him shiver, makes him wish more than ever that he could ask her out of this place without it being rude. And it would be, as much as hates the thought, it would be rude and he doesn’t want to even inadvertently make Kagura embarrassed by the questions that would follow about the two of them leaving early. 

Camie scoffs and waves her hand in a definitely not kind of gesture. “There was never a reason to be worried. Tatami and I told you, didn’t we?”

“You did,” Kagura says, her smile brightening. “I am allowed to have self doubts though, you know.”

“Someone as cute as you?” Camie sticks out her tongue and makes a soft noise of derision. “We need to bolster that confidence, don’t we?”

Inasa is watching now, warmth still swirling about in his chest. Camie and Kagura had made friends with one another on their own, but it’s still- it still makes him so happy, that they have friends in common this way. Everything, really, about Kagura makes him happy. He doesn’t know if it’ll ever stop, this eager ache for Kagura’s attention, for her touch, or the simple knowledge of her proximity- For her, as a whole.

“What do you think?” Camie suddenly blurts, startling him as she leans over Kagura to start tapping impatiently at his knee. She arches one perfectly manicured eyebrow when he just stares at her blankly, and then she leans back, reaching down to tug at the hem of Kagura’s dress. “Up,” Camie urges, sending another sly look Inasa’s way when Kagura laughs, letting go of his hand so she can get to her feet. She spins in front of him in a slow circle, the skirt flaring just enough to draw the eye, but not enough to flash the skin he’d been thinking about so intensely-

“He already complimented me, you know,” Kagura tells Camie with a smile, but her eyes dart to his face as she turns, like she’s still hoping for him to say something else.

“What, once?” Camie asks. “I think you deserve more than that.” He knows that Camie must be staring at him again, giving him some sort of look or cue to turn on the charm - but he’s never been quite as good with social interactions as Camie. Thankfully, that’s never seemed to bother Kagura any.

“You’re gorgeous,” Inasa says, and doesn’t realize how loud he’s been, blurting out the word at top volume, until Kagura blushes and at least four people nearby stop dancing and start laughing. He knows he’s blushing now, but even as his jaw works, as he tries to think of the words to apologize for drawing so much attention to them, both Camie and Kagura start to giggle. Kagura still looks a little pink, but she’s happy and he bites down on the apologies that want to spill from him. 

“Better,” Camie offers after a moment, blotting carefully at the corner of her eye like the laughter had near brought tears to her eyes.

“The first time was perfectly adequate,” Kagura insists, but she’s still smiling brightly at Inasa, like he’s made her entire night. He takes in a deep breath, knowing she doesn’t want him to continue, but wanting to, all the same. Everyone should know how lovely he finds Kagura.

“Camie was right,” he declares, getting to his feet and taking her hands in his. “You deserve more than just a single compliment.”

He feels like this is how the rest of the night is going to go. Following at her heels, trying to tamp down on the urge to wrap his hands around her waist and lift her for the ease of kissing, or trying to ignore how hot-blooded he feels, watching the way she moves in her dress, the way her hair spills over her shoulders- He’s utterly distracted from multiple conversations by a flash of her thigh or her hand resting demurely against her collarbone - and he doesn’t know whether he should feel like a cad or mirror the flirtatious smiles that Kagura sends his way. 

He tries to be inconspicuous about it, but with Camie around, and then Tatami joining them, they always seem to notice, like they’re just waiting for him to make moon eyes at Kagura. Camie smiles at him like she knows every single dirty thing he’s thinking, and Tatami giggles and Inasa swears that the whole of the party must know, with they way they’re acting. ...Or maybe he’s just that obvious. 

By the end of the evening, Inasa feels like he must be sweating bullets, wrestling with his self control this way. Every accidental brush, or the way Kagura leans into him when she says his name- He’s so eager for the party to end that he can almost taste it, never mind that he’s had a good time.

There’s a clinking noise, amplified by someones quirk, that rings throughout the room, drawing everyone's attention to the small stage against one side of the dance floor. Yaoyorozu thanks someone standing in the crowd in front of her and then straightens so she can smile brightly at the tide of heroes, all turning to face her. 

“I want to thank all of you so much for attending!” Her voice echoes through the room smoothly, and the crowd slowly stills, voices dropping off into barely heard whispers. 

Kagura tugs on Inasa’s arm to get his attention. “She probably had an outstanding grade in crowd control,” Kagura whispers when Inasa leans down. He barks out a laugh, shrugging when Camie, Tatami and some of the people closest to them turn their heads, curious about the noise. Yaoyorozu starts talking again though, drawing the attention back to her, though Inasa notes the short wave that Camie directs his way as she tugs Tatami away from them. 

“Though the party is winding down, for those of you that had to commute to get here, or if you’ve perhaps overindulged,” she says gently, though there’s a few answering shouts in the crowd that let them all know there are definitely people that have indulged in something, whether it be drinks, or perhaps just the energy of the crowd. “Yes, yes,” she says softly, hands motioning for the crowd of heroes to settle down. “For these reasons, I would like to offer those individuals the hospitality of my home!”

There’s another flurry of noise cresting over them as everyone begins to speak at once, laughter and more shouts echoing through the room before- Inasa is fairly sure it’s Bakugou that snaps at those nearest him for quiet, the volume of his voice carrying even over the most rowdy of party attendees.

Yaoyorozu starts speaking again, but honestly, Inasa is no longer listening. He catches sight of Kagura tucking a single long strand of hair behind her ear as Yaoyorozu quotes something about safety and being thankful for the attendees, despite many of them traveling long distances. Kagura must feel the weight of his gaze, because she turns to look at him, slipping her arm into the crook of his and leaning her cheek against his bicep.   

He wants nothing more than to ask Kagura to stay the night here with him, to find a bedroom and finally get her alone, but they still have to say goodbye to the friends that are leaving, and thank Yaoyorozu for hosting, and-

“Are you planning on heading home?” Kagura asks, those lovely golden eyes searching his face. Inasa’s heart skips in his chest when her grip on his arm tightens, just a little, like she wants him to stay here. With her.

“Are you?” He asks instead, and can’t even begin to picture what his own face looks like. He’s smiling too hard again, and he knows that he’s ridiculously transparent, but-

Finding a bedroom can’t quite come soon enough.

“I would like to,” Kagura says, and before she can lose her nerve, before Inasa can blurt something else that likely would embarrass her, she’s pulling him towards Yaoyorozu and the small crowd of people getting directions to the guest rooms from one of the.. Workers? One of her family members? He isn’t sure, though he thinks there might be some kind of familial resemblance. It’s astounding to him, still, that the grounds are so expansive as to have a selection of rooms to choose from, but he’ll most definitely have to thank Yaoyorozu tomorrow - she looks much too busy with her goodbyes and there’s a line of people still waiting to speak with her. 

Inasa lets Kagura tow him through the crowd like an old toy. He keeps his mouth shut long enough for Kagura to get information about the guest wing, exchanging quiet thank you’s with the man in the suit, before he’s almost vibrating with the urge to use his quirk. 

“First come, first serve?” Inasa suddenly asks and the man stares at him with wide eyes.

“Well, yes, but the guest wing is modeled much the sa-” 

“Can I?” Inasa asks, slipping his arm around Kagura, and his grin makes his cheeks ache when she laughs. Her own quirk gives her a small boost up into his arms rather than verbally answer. For all that Inasa had trouble concentrating on conversation the whole evening, he’s utterly focused now and all it takes is a few soft wind currents directed under his feet to make him faster than almost anyone here. He clutches Kagura to his chest, whooping happily as they shoot through the corridors and completely ignoring the gasps and shouts following them. Kagura loops an arm around his neck, and while she makes a soft noise of surprise, it’s quickly followed by elation as they come to smooth twirl of a stop in front of one of the open guest bedroom doors. 

“Inasa, you’re amazing,” Kagura says, right next to his ear. Heat licks up his spine, and he’s sure he’s red faced all over again, but he laughs, proud of himself, even as he reluctantly sets her back on her feet. The feeling of her against his chest, of her thighs hanging over his arms- He swallows as she straightens the skirt of her dress and grins when she meets his eyes. “Well,” she says, and her cheeks have gone faintly pink, “shall we tour the room?” She holds out her hand again, ready for him to escort her inside, and then wiggles her fingers in a teasing manner. 

“You’re enchanting,” Inasa says, and takes her arm, unwilling to let the both of them stand around in the corridor any longer, gazing at each other for just anyone to stumble across. He uses his quirk to shut the door behind them, but the resounding bang that follows makes him think he lost control - just a little. 

The room is very much like a hotel suite. Inasa is almost absolutely sure that come morning, there will be a lovely view of gardens or some kind of common area, dressed up to catch the eye in pale sunshine and rain alike. For now, the room is dim, with strategically placed floor lamps sitting in all the corners, only two of which are lit. Just like the Yaoyorozu’s ballroom, the guest rooms are decorated for the holidays. Inasa is.. Inordinately pleased to see the mistletoe wreath over the headboard. The tasteful silver accents are lovely too, and he knows they’re expensive, though he couldn’t even begin to say where they might have come from. 

“It’s lovely,” Kagura breathes, and the pleased look on her face has his heart pounding double time all over again.  

“Yeah,” he murmurs, and then decides to hell with it. “Not as lovely as you,” he says, sitting slowly on the edge of the bed. He bites at his lip as she follows, as she steps forward, more of a similar height now, with him sitting, than when he stands. He wants to draw her into his arms, wants to tug her onto his lap, but the look on her face- He waits patiently, eyes fluttering closed for a moment as she cups his cheek. 

Kagura is smiling when he looks at her again, and her eyes soft as she drops her hand from his cheek so she can hook a fingertip in the collar of his sweater. “So,” she starts, smiling a little wider when his eyes dart to her mouth and then back up. “I noticed that you might have been eager to get me alone?”

Inasa could be sly, could adopt Camie’s attitude and tease her, or even come up with ridiculous excuses, but there’s no need to lie. No need for him to pretend. He mirrors her movements, finger hooking in the bust of her dress and forces himself to move achingly slowly to keep from damaging it in any way, even though his racing pulse just makes him want to yank so he can see her, can watch the material part to expose her chest, so he can touch- He breathes in shakily, and he knows his dark eyes must be nearly black now, pupils expanding to take in the sight of her. 

“I’ll take that as a yes?” She murmurs, small hands sliding along his shoulders until her fingers are lacing behind his neck, pulling him in close for a soft kiss. As soon as her mouth brushes his, Inasa curls his fingers around her hips, nearly sighing with relief against her lips. He’s been thinking about her, about this, being able to touch her freely, all evening. The gentleness of her mouth fades though, the longer he kisses her, teeth grazing his lips, her fingertips pressing harder into his neck. Kagura makes a soft moan, muffled against his mouth, that has Inasa groaning in turn, hands sliding down her dress and dipping beneath the skirt. 

“Yes,” he finally says, tilting back his head to gasp for air. He strokes at her thighs, his chest heaving and then hauls her up into his lap. He doesn’t even have to strain to do it, with how small she is compared to him and the way her thighs feel in his hands, the way she spreads her legs, skirt riding up so she can grind herself against him- “Kagura,” he chokes out, burying his face in the crook of her neck. “I’ve been waiting to- to touch you, to kiss you. I couldn’t stop thinking about it," he says against her skin, uncaring when the words are muffled, when the whisper of his breath makes her shiver.  

She drags her fingernails gently over the crown of his head, rolling her hips again, and never has Inasa been so enamored with any of Kagura's outfits as this one. All he can think about now is the feeling of her, of how soft she is- And then Kagura is reaching between them to unzip his trousers, and she pauses as soon as her fingertips brush against his erection, leaving Inasa aching and trying not to thrust up against her hand. 

“Me, too,” she confesses, stealing another kiss, two. “I hoped- I kept trying to hint-” She says, and her face is flushed already, lips swollen from kissing, but her cheeks darken as she finally frees him and then fumbles with something under the skirt of her dress.   

Inasa is almost absolutely sure that his eyes roll into the back of his head as she lines him up, pulling her panties to the side so she can work herself down on his cock. She must ache, because while it isn’t a struggle, she’s just so small. Kagura starts to pant and then Inasa’s hands are gripping tighter around her waist. 

“Let me,” he pleads, fingers trembling, “please?” As soon as Kagura whispers a yes in his ear, he pulls down on her, nipping at her shoulder as she takes more of him. 

“Oh,” Kagura gasps, clutching at his shoulders, her breath coming fast. “Inasa, Inasa, you feel so good-” And she wriggles, thighs tensing as he pulls her further down, until neither of them can move without making some kind of soft noise. 

All at once, Inasa feels like he’s going to boil over. They’re both still fully dressed, and he wants nothing more than to tug off his sweater and move, help lift her up so- but there’s a sharp knock on the door that his eyes widening. Neither of them had thought to lock the door. Inasa slips his arms around Kagura, hugging her to his chest, and summons up a goofy looking smile as the door creaks open and a hero he doesn’t know pokes their head in. 

“Oh! Forgive me, I-” The hero looks away immediately, embarrassment curling their mouth into a frown, but- But the way they’re sitting, with their clothes on, it looks mostly harmless, as long as they stay still. 

“No problem! Room is taken though,” Inasa tells him, hoping he sounds normal and not like he’s twitching, eager for them to leave so he can move, can make Kagura fall to pieces. The door closes quickly and a quick twitch of his hand has wind currents buffeting the door until the lock clicks over. Kagura starts to laugh- and then makes a strangled noise when one of his hands curls around her thigh, the other bracing her back to help her start to move. 

“So good,” he says harshly, enjoying the feeling of her hands splayed against his chest to help her balance. “Kept still, even while he-” Inasa isn’t sure he has the words to keep speaking, not with the heat of her, with her squeezing when she lowers herself. “Wonderful, Kagura, you’re gorgeous, you’re so-”

She’s already starting to shake in his arms, and he realizes he’s going to make a mess of his clothes, but he doesn’t care, he just wants to keep rolling his hips up into her, wants her to keep saying his name, her sweet mouth open and-

“Please,” Kagura says, fingernails starting to dig into his sweater as he thrusts faster. The angle is good, if the noises she’s making are a clue, but he doesn’t know if he’s going to last, not like this. She’s so tight and he doesn’t want to lose his rhythm, but- “What are- Inasa,” she begs, but he doesn’t stop. He pulls her off of him, cock aching when he’s so desperately close and sets her to the side of him on the bed, stripping off his clothes. Before she can say another word, before she can move, he’s laying back on the bed and urging her to sit on his face. 

She keeps the dress on, material dragging sweetly over his chest before she settles on his face and then she’s gasping when he pulls her down and gets to work. 

“Inasa,” he thinks he hears, before her thighs are pressed to either side of his head and he can’t really hear much of anything. All he knows is the taste of her, the way her hips start to rock, hand pressed to his sternum for balance and god, he just can’t get enough. After a moment, he feels her stretch, has to chase after her as she leans forward, her hand curling around him to return the favor and then he’s making desperate noises as he rolls his tongue and sucks and he can feel her shaking apart more than he can hear it. Inasa keeps going until she rips herself away from him and then all he can do is sit and gasp for air, blinking his eyes up at the ceiling. He’s still hard, still twitching, but he doesn’t mind. Having Kagura-

“Oh, fuck,” he groans, hands finding her thighs when she sits back down on him, slick and wet and- “Kagura,” he gets out and he has to struggle to focus, to see her rumpled dress and the way she’s licking her lips, pinks cheeks bright. “Such a g- good girl,” and then she’s tightening around him, struggling to keep up the rhythm he’d tried to set before and Inasa comes with a shout, arching his back as he thrusts up into her. 

It takes a moment for the tension to ease, both of them shaking, before Kagura struggles with her dress and he has to shift, to sit up so he can help her out of it. She doesn’t move off of him though, and as soon as a wisp of air spirals the dress over to a chair, Kagura is collapsing against his chest with a sigh.  

“You’re so wonderful,” Inasa says quietly, hand stroking gently over her cheek bone, and even after they’re a gasping, sweaty mess, and he’s still in Kagura, still trembling, all he wants to do is to keep going, to hear the sweet things she says whenever she shakes apart. He doesn’t know that he’ll ever get enough of her. She’s starting to breathe deep though, limbs going soft and slack, sleep overtaking her after a long night. Inasa waits, but doesn’t move away, and after a few moments he realizes she’s not going to wake back up, not for a while. He doesn’t even try and move her away from him, just wraps an arm around her and tries to calm down. They still have the morning, after all, and the rest they’re going to get is important, especially if he wants to keep up this level of passion.

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15 for inasa?? 💜🧡💜

Yoarashi is loud, exuberant, passionate - but quiet? Hardly. It's not that he doesn't try, but not sharing his excitement isn't exactly in his nature. Of course, this is all why you're so pleased with yourself when you leave Yoarashi speechless.

You love his voice, the noises he makes when you touch or kiss him, but the only time Yoarashi is truly spent is when he goes quiet and gasping underneath you. And he only does that when you touch him like- the last thing he gets out is your name. He clutches you to him, hands trembling as he tries to be gentle, and makes a mess between your bodies.

Your whisper of "so good," only keeps him going for a moment longer. "Having fun?" You tease, but Yoarashi still doesn't have control of his voice yet, and just presses messy kisses to your cheek.

[quirkfics]

Inasa and Shishikura poly and glutton 👀👀👀 thank u ily

Yoarashi is sprawled back across Seiji’s lap, eyes half lidded as you press a soft kiss to his muscled thigh. This is as quiet as he ever gets, caught between you and Seiji, so eager for the both of you to touch him.

“You’re a glutton, Yoarashi,” Seiji mutters. His fingertips are rough against Yoarashi’s scalp, and you think, just maybe, that Seiji wishes Yoarashi’s hair were a little longer. Seiji does like to pull. 

“Only for the both of you,” Yoarashi insists, and then gasps, broad shoulders shuddering when you bite him. He doesn’t move from Seiji’s lap though, knowing things will get better if he’s able to hold himself still. You laugh softly as you move upwards, because his words are both true and not. Yoarashi cares too intensely, wants too much. In truth, he’s just a glutton for everything life has to give him. He is, however, utterly loyal. 

“You think he’s lying?” Seiji asks, smirking at you, knowing it will get a rise out of Yoarashi. 

“I am not!” He insists, immediately, just barely keeping himself from sitting up. 

“Seiji, you know Yoarashi can’t lie. Least of all to us.” You lean down, biting softly at his hip. The way he trembles under your lips, the quiet noise of pleasure Seiji makes as he watches- maybe you’re the glutton. You’ll never get enough of them.  

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Oooh I loved that poly Inasa and Shishikura! Could we get another one, this time with Tense please?

You’ve been stressed, and tense, okay, and you know they both notice. Seiji notices everything, and Yoarashi is way more observant than most people give him credit for. You knew that the both of them were planning something to help take the edge off, but you’d thought-

Well, you suppose it doesn’t matter what you’d thought was going to happen, not when you can barely think now, pressed between them. Yoarashi is blazingly warm against your back, muscled arms long enough to circle around you, to settle his hands on Seiji’s hips. It’s easy, too easy, to just forget about everything but them when Seiji is kissing you, tilting your head back onto Yoarashi’s shoulder so Yoarashi can seal his lips around your pulse.Already your shoulders are growing lax, movements languid as they caress and push aside clothes-

Yeah. You definitely won’t be stressed after this. 

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GroundStorm

by Purple_Rayne17

Part 3 of My Hero Academia:An Unexpected Addition (Part 2 is smutty and can be skipped without damage to the storyline). This story follows Bakugo and Sahara's relationship post-reunion as well as their friendship with the dekusquad/bakusquad in their life as pro-heroes. As all relationships, they have their ups and downs; albeit some more drastic than others.

Words: 901, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/M, M/M

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Bakugou Mitsuki, Bakugou Masaru, Sahara Rivera, Bakugou Sahara, Ground Zero - Character, Sandstorm, Midoriya Izuku, Uraraka Ochako, Kirishima Eijirou, Ashido Mina, Todoroki Shouto, Yaoyorozu Momo, Jirou Kyouka, Kaminari Denki, Sero Hanta, Iida Tenya, Shinsou Hitoshi, Eri (My Hero Academia), Asui Tsuyu, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, Hadou Nejire, Amajiki Tamaki, Toogata Mirio, Yoarashi Inasa, Utsushimi Camie, Melissa Shield

Relationships: Katsuki Bakugou/ Sahara Rivera, Ground Zero/ Sandstorm, Ashido Mina/Kirishima Eijirou, Todoroki Shouto & Yaoyorozu Momo, Midoriya Izuku/Uraraka Ochako, Jirou Kyouka/Kaminari Denki

Additional Tags: Fluff, Fights, Soft Bakugou Katsuki, Drama, Challenges, Friendship, Training, Friends to Lovers, Dark Past, Angst, Smut, Lemon, Next Generation, Humor, Family, Domestic Fluff, Developing Relationship, Therapy, Slice of Life, mention of rape, Violence, Mention of abuse, Dysfunctional Family, Reunions, Kinks

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/25613560

[ao3feed-aizawashouta]

by slumberjane

A collection of My Hero Academia one shots and mini stories with reader inserts. Covers a wide range of topics and a large cast of characters ! Also taking requests if I like the idea ! Using Y/n

Words: 150, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Todoroki Shouto, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Tokoyami Fumikage, Dabi (My Hero Academia), Shinsou Hitoshi, Amajiki Tamaki, Toogata Mirio, Kirishima Eijirou, Utsushimi Camie, Yoarashi Inasa, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Reader, Todoroki Shouto/Reader, Yagi Toshinori | All Might/Reader, Tokoyami Fumikage/Reader, Dabi (My Hero Academia)/Reader, Shinsou Hitoshi/Reader, Amajiki Tamaki/Reader, Toogata Mirio/Reader, Kirishima Eijirou/Reader, Utsushimi Camie/Reader, Yoarashi Inasa/Reader, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Reader

Additional Tags: One Shot Collection, Drabble, Various Ratings, Fluff and Smut, Angst, Humor, Lemon, Smut, Fluff, Fluid Sexuality, Polyamory, Threesome, Alternate Universe, One Shot, Vaginal Sex, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Rough Sex, Kissing, Masturbation, Mutual Masturbation, Dubious Consent, Rape/Non-con Elements, Breathplay, Spanking, Bondage, Edgeplay, Temperature Play, Confessions, Drunkenness, Drug Use, Alcohol, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Established Relationship, Miscommunication, Action & Romance, Reader-Insert, Unhealthy Relationships, Platonic Relationships, Complicated Relationships, Rivalry