#mirio x bunny

[malereadermaniac]

Barack bunny pt 2 - Male Reader x Pro-hero's as generals (+bonuses)

This was requested by @jojorefrence23 ! Thought it was such a good sequel idea! word count: 4.6k (loooooong) Nsfw / MDNI ~ amab m!reader / FDNI Characters: Enji, Fatgum, Aizawa, Dabi, Shigi, Shinso + Tamaki, Mirio, Shindo Top!Characters x Bottom!Reader

Inevitably, your reputation as your division's barrack bunny had reached other divisions which weren't lucky enough to be blessed by your presence

Most lieutenants had also heard of you, and news of you had travelled to even some generals

Some were more interested than others, surprisingly few were concerned about your more energetic hobbies - especially as you were a man getting it on with other guys in your devision and not a female cadet; their rules weren't exactly updated to ban gay relationships too!

And so, other people began to talk to you, your presence more known than ever before - most of the guys who were already trying to get with you livid at this

General Aizawa (EraserHead)

Even the most reserved of the generals had become interested in you, the man being called 'eraserhead' behind his back due to the blank expression on his face at all times

To be fair, the man has to manage a bunch of knucklehead young men without getting any ass - so when you basically show up on a platter, it's hard for him not to test the waters

Aizawa already had a softspot for you, as you were one of the less rowdy ones in the bunch - always chipper but never annoying, and always happy to help whenever the overworked general needed it

So once the two of you were all alone in his office as you helped him out with whatever he needed, your trusted general decided to get a little more personal with you

Conversation swept you both up and you two ended up talking until late into the night - Aizawa even comfortable enough to talk about his daughter with you; DILF? Smash.

One thing led to another and the man was holding your waist and your cheek with his slender, rough hands as he kissed you - his tongue completely dominating yours

A few moments later, you were bent over his desk, getting fucked like a cheap slut. Aizawa holding both of your arms back only with one of his hands, the other on the small of your back as his cock fills you up

Your General's whole office had been christened with your moans that night - the muscular man standing naked above you as he came on your face with a horny look in his eyes, holding you in his strong arms as he fucks you against all 4 walls of his office

It's easier to just say that you were very tired the next morning at attention

But ever since then, you were even more Aizawa's favourite

The man did everything in his power (which he had quite a bit of) to keep you away from your other escapades - bakugou being one of the many which would cuss out the general behind his back foe this

The fucking didn't stop either

I mean, the man was constantly stressed and sexually frustrated, and you were young and horny as fuck 24/7

Aizawa's favourite thing to do was call you into his office a few hours after training, watching you walk into his office with a smile and pep in your step always made him feel at ease

The sexy general would then gesture towards his crotch with his head and eyes, those sunken, sexy eyes of his

Within the next minuet, you're under Aizawa's desk, his cock slipped out out of his cammo cargoes, half of his veiny, thick dick down your throat and your hand wrapped around whatever you couldn't get in

And while the situation only really pleasured your general, you couldn't help but feel incredibly turned on by the sight above you - Aizawa moaning and grunnting, his long, muscular arms hanging down his sides as his chin is tilted up to show his sexy stubble, his sexy eyes looking down at you with a look than sends shivers down your spine

The man also always sports a black, tight tanktop every time he's in his office - a comfort thing - and fucking hell does he look delicious with his muscles popping out of that top, sweat clearly dampening the material as he pants and moans from your mouth

But don't think the man stops there, Aizawa is more than happy to return the favour after you'd pleasure him so, so nicely - so for another hour or two you're usually stuck in his office; his veiny fingers inside of you as your usually reserved general laps at your twitching cock, you cumming on his face and hair everytime as if on a schedule, the action followed up by a couple rounds of his cock re-arranging your guts

Late Night talking is very common with you two - like with most of your other partners, they feel comfortable around you - you two chat about life and other things, Aizawa feels at home with you

The man knew he was in deep shit when he caught himself fantasising about you meeting Eri back home...

General Taishiro (Fatgum)

Easily the most popular and well liked general in your entire unit - earning a nickname from the troops to show how friendly he was with you guys

Fatgum - as the blonde, muscular man was still somehow in shape despite eating like he'd been starved for days at every single meal time

Taishiro is a very attractive man, and so he was very used to women and men pouncing on him and offering themselves to him whenever they built up the courage - and that's exactly what he expected you to do

You may as well be walking around with a scarlet letter on you, because litterally everyone you talked to knew about how you get down and dirty - so of fucking course your favourite general had to know too!

However, when you didn't pounce on General Taishiro, and instead barely gave him a second look, that's when the man became interested - predicable really

All of the troops in your unit loved this man, and you did too, and that's exactly why you barely gave your general a second look

You didn't want to ruin your friendship with him or his view of you, or even his relationship with your fellow troops (some of whom would threaten to fight the man)

But your views on the matter definitely changed one night, when Taishiro 'accidentally' bumped into you

It was just after training, you had just showered after having a little fun with Kirishima and weren't looking when you turned the corner to leave the shower room

That's when your face smashed into not a hard, cold wall, but instead the warm, soft, bare chest of your general

You apologised but the general took the opportunity to strike up conversation - knowing very well that he was fully nude except for a very small towel around his hips, his muscular body on full display

But the blonde actually couldn't believe it when your eyes didn't stray from his even once the whole conversation - he couldn't say the same about his, your nude body looked like it was made for him

The man even thought he'd heard wrong, that you weren't the barrack bunny everyone claimed you were

However the hickeys covering your neck and the lovebites on your shoulders and nipples blew that thought away

It took you by surprise when Taishiro's attitude slightly changed, his tone more dominant - but what the general actually said was what caught you by surprise

"Come take a shower with me"

No question mark at the end or anything, it was more like an order

The next thing led to another and the two of you were passionately making out in a shower stall, your general much taller than you as he held his huge, manly hand around your waist and gently caressing your cheek with his thumb

Taishiro was literally taking your breath away, all that could be heard in the shower room was a small stream of water from the shower and you sexy, breathy pants as the general you viewed as a friendly guy was holding you up in his massive arms with ease and eating you out in his arms!

Fuck the man knew what to do to turn you on!

The poor water bill that night must of been through the roof because you and your sexy, manly general didn't stop fucking until the sun came up - amd for most of the night he held you up in his arms! Strong ass man I tell you!

His loads filled you up to brim after just a 3 rounds - those rounds having lasted an hour each!!!

So to call it a night, Taishiro decided to gently finger his thick cum out of you- making you cum in the process and giving the blonde general an incredible image to think about whenever he has some alone time...

'Wait... why was General Taishiro showering in the common showers when he has his own??'

Your relationship didn't stop there either! Your friendly general joining the group of men that were wrapped around your finger

But man were the others livid, because the blonde made sure everyone knew he was now also up in your guts at least twice a week by making sure to sit next to you every meal time

The blonde would eat his food with the generals even quicker than normal, pop some gum in and come and wiggle hid way right next to you, his muscular arms dropped around you as he gives smug looks to the other troops

His office had become the usual place for you two as well - the snacks in his mini-fridge coming in handy when you're exhausted and hungry from fucking like animals

His favourite thing to do is to eat you out on his desk, his long, warm tongue doing things to you you'd never experienced - his favourite part being you grabbing his sexy blonde hair once you get oh so close to cumming

But Taishiro wasn't opposed to 'quietly' (loud as fuck) have sex in your bed with the others

You really woke up a smug part of him, one that wants to show you off, show off how only his big, veiny, uncut cock makes you moan like a bitch in heat

General Todoroki (Enji)

The highest ranking general which all of the troops barely ever saw - even his sons rarely saw him unless they were reporting their weekly tasks

Strict and no-bullshit is how most people described General Todoroki - and definitely unopposed to nepotism; his sons were both in higher ranks just cause!

But another way his underlings would describe him is sexually frustrated

The man was divorced and hadn't gotten a piece of ANYTHING in at least a year - so when your activities were reported to him by a worried little troop, his ears perked up

You were scared shitless the whole day after being called to his office for 8pm - but your guys and even Shoto assured you it was going to be nothing bad

But your heart certainly sank when you walked into that office and saw the chief general sitting in his chair with his huge arms crossed across his beefy chest and a look on his face that could only be described as a scowl

When General Enji started with "I've heard of you and your... relations" my god were you actually shaking

But you didn't expect him to cut you a deal

"I won't pass the concern on... as long as you can please me well enough"

And the rest was history

As you'd expect, after having earth-shattering sex on both behalf - Enji becoming addicted to your tight body and sexy features after being celibate for so long - you two continued having 'meetings' every few weeks whenever the chief called you to his office

And the man is just as anyone would think he is in bed - a fucking sadistic dom!

Enji loved having you service him below his desk, chocking on his thick cock and trying to stifle your sounds, gripping his thick, muscular thighs when someone walks into his office to talk about something

If you even make a sound which Enji has to make an excuse for, as soon whoever was bothering Enji leaves, you get pulled up into the huge General's lap and get spanked so, so much

The sadist makes you count his slaps out loud, his massive, rough hands leaving bright red marks on your ass to adorn his love bites from previously eating you out

Enji likes to see you cry - not in a horrible way, but either due to your gag reflex, his spanking, or from the sheer amount of pleasure you were being subjected to

Unlike the other guys who have fallen for you, Enji doesn't get jealous of the others - the General knows that he's at the top of the hierarchy and that you are pretty much at his beck and call, the others don't have that power over you

Oh and the man really eats up the whole power synamic - practically ripping his cargoes at the seam with his boner whenever you calm him 'sir'or 'general'

If there's one thing the man doesn't like, it's that his sons are getting a piece of you too - he feels a little weird about it, but he mainly feels a carnal need to posses you in that respect; if he sees Shoto talking to you woth that lovestruck look in his eyes, expect a 'meeting' later that day

Oh and another thing General Enji fucking loves is after he cums inside of you; you on his lap lazily leaning against his desk, regaining your composure, his huge dick still stretching you as his cum leaks from your hole, and my god your much smaller, fucking spent cock, semi-flaccid just resting on your stomach.... it makes the man want another round instantly

Lieutenant Shigiraki (Defo OOC)

Another kinda reserved guy in your course - but once you break down his walls, Shigi is really just a sweet guy

The two of you became quite friendly after you managed to get him to talk - and you kinda gathered that he's never really had any friends (other than Lieutenant Todoroki)

And you can tell this because after only a few conversations with the Lieutenant, he was oversharing so, so much about his life

How he's never really had friends, how he's never even kissed anyone because he's insecure about his dry skin and because he thinks he's ugly

And when you comfort him and assure him that he's quite attractive, you realised that Shigi hasn't ever even experienced a compliment before - HOW SAD WAS THID GUYS LIFE??

And again, you could tell this because the man got a VERY obvious boner when you complimented him.....

It became very obvious that Shigiraki had developed a crush on you very quickly, the man looking for you every second of the day and spending time around you - not even talking! Just hanging

And my lord when he found out from Dabi about your reputation. Shigiraki literally went full on emo, he got mad at you whenever you tried to talk to you and all!

It was only when you waited for him outside of his room that he HAD to talk to you

And even then, he didn't talk! He listened to your demands of asking what was wrong, but halfway through, your words were falling on dead ears as he became captivated by your looks - your body looking incredible in your unit's pyjamas

Shigiraki then cutting you off after not being able to deal with his achingly hard cock anymore, his rough yet warm hands grabbing your face and his lips crashing against yours

For an inexperienced guy, Shigiraki was a fucking good kisser

The cliche struggling to open the door and get inside the room while stripping occurred as the two of you didn't break the kiss - and again, for a fucking virgin Shigiraki was incredible

People had been missing out! The man was well endowed with a horse cock on him! Long but not too thick as to break you, veiny and white with a cute pink, uncut tip - guessing he'd learnt how to expertly use it and his hands for a matter of fact from all the porn he told you he watches (romantic gay porn mind you)

Guess Internet access after 9pm was a bonus from being a lieutenant

Anyways, after your first sexual affair with the stereotypical 'I like my white boys malnourished' lieutenant, the two of you continued what you had going on

Shigiraki fucking loved the way you looked in any of the provided uniform - the pyjamas, the cargoes, the tank tops; all of it just made you look so hot to him

Also, for a lieutenant, the man surely liked to be dominated a little (guess that's why he's in the army!)

Shigiraki fucking loved it when you held his hands above his head and rode him to high-heaven, moving down to kiss him and his neck as you listen to his slutty moans

His hands just felt right around your hips, their dry exterior a nice contrast to your sweaty and hot skin

And my god does this masochist fucking LOVE IT when you tug so harshly on his hair when he's fucking tou missonary and you're about to cum hard - the man spending at least an hour a day looking at the sexy scratch marks adorning his surprisingly muscular back

Like everyone else smitten with you, Shigi also fucking hated that any other man was blessed with your touch and your taste or even just your pressance and breath - but Shigiraki was like actually going crazy over it, visibly jealous and possessive over you whenever another guys tried to talk to you when he was with you

Many guys have talked about it and even put the fact that their all fucking you aside to try and deal with the way Shigi was behaving - 6 of them having a 'chat' with him, which you had to deal with the consequences of and scold them all

But you can't get mad at your lieutenants possessiveness, he's just too cute and smitten for you!

Lieutenant Todoroki (Dabi)

By far one of the sexiest men in your unit, a man who came to the army straight after college and never left - his literal battle scars as proof of that

Dabi was one of the first few that you had caught the eye of - and since his literal father was in charge, he'd had quite a few partners in his time in the army, so the rugged man decided to try his luck with you

And boy oh boy! Did he manage to rizz you the fuck up! The taller man having you up against a wall within seconds of chatting with you, his knee rubbing your crotch gently doing 'the thing'

Basically, you were making out with one of your lieutenant only a week or two into your service - the muscular, dominant man roaming his hands all over your body in order to feel you and get to know you even better

Dabi was instantly addicted to your taste, your warmth, the sounds you would make as he hugs your waist and kisses you deeper turning the man on even more

And wow, history was made when the two of you managed to break off of each other enough to get to Dabi's private room

That man fucked you to heaven and back TWICE - you're pretty sure your whole unit somehow heard you from across the dorms!

And ever since then, the two of you have kept each other entertained when in need of it - you visit Dabi's room very frequently

The lieutenant just can't get enough of you, he's fucked so many people before but the way your tight ass just sucks his veiny cock in gets him going!

Dabi's also very confident in his relationship with you (whatever that relationship may be) cause he doesn't not give a fuck if other guys try to assert their dominance around you and him, Dabi just chuckles when other guys flirt or talk to you cause he knows that you and him are like a puzzle - the way his hips lock against the smooth of your ass in Doggy, the was his dick fills you up just right, the way his rough, scarred hands spank you and grip your skin; all of him just fits with all of you.

The thing that gets under Dabi's skin is that his younger brother gets to see and feel you in the way he does - he teases Todoroki endlessly about how much better of a time you have with Dabi rather than with him, or that he's sorry to his little bro but you're just insatiable around Dabi!

You inly intervene when you see it happen (but you can't really complain, it gets Todoroki really fired up the next time you two fuck)

Dabi's biggest thing is showing off his power/status by doing shit with you in front of other troops - it just turns the lieutenant on so, so much to know: a) how embarrassed yet very turned on you're getting and, b) how the others can't really say or do much about it unless they want to get written up by Dabi! They're just sentenced to the punishment of watching your body get fondled, your neck kissed and your dick and ass played with right in front of them

Fingering you is another huge thing for Dabi - 69-ing is literally his favourite foreplay with you because he gets to feel your wet, warm, tight throat around his big dick and to also see your tight hole clench around his fingers as he laps at it from time to time~

Dabi is surprisingly good at aftercare too! If you'd ask him if he was your boyfriend, he'd laugh in your face - but Dabi takes care of you and keeps you close as if you're a married couple!

The man likes to hold you close, the two of you bare-chested in some oversized sweats just breathing in each other's scents in a comfortable silence - a few sweet nothings being whispered from time to time

Shinso Hitoshi

This poor man joined the army as an escape - a place where he could make some friends and chill, a daily routine but with no life struggles

That was until he got roped into your whirlwind of a life!

It wasn't your fault that it happened, Shinso was to blame for letting himself into temptation and kissing you after months of sexual and romantic tension building up within your friendship

The two of you were close, Shinso a little more closed off, but happy to listen to your hyperactive rambling - but once the sunken eyed man kissed you one night, shit really changed

Shinso wasn't a virgin, but he'd never had actually good sex, so his mind was fucking blown when he came within minuets - feeling like an orgasm from his hand x10!

After you two fucked, Shinso was on you like a bee to a flower, literally inseparable

The man was either always touching you or near you and whenever the two of you could get it on, he would make SURE that you did

And because you were Shinso's first real partner, the man did start to confuse sex for romance - but he of course knew of your free-spirited nature and never ask you out...

The sex was great though, and he would stay haply with that, hearing your sexy moans in his ear along with his name in your whiny voice was enough for now

You had to show Shinso quite a few things, like how to finger you and how to pump his hips just right to make you weak, he was so cute, playing attention for how to make you feel amazing

And holy shit was this man's mind BLOWN when you sucked him off - his dick n balls hanging out of his unzipped camo cargoes, his muscles sweating against his white tank top just moaning as he looked down on you slobbering on his dick

He's also pretty good around others, well at least he seems to be

Shinso is too reserved to try to be possessive over you around other guys, but man, does he freak out on the inside!

Shinso will be internally screaming and thinking of beating whoever is touching you so sexually tf up! But he'd feel too embarrassed to ever mention it to you! Settling on covering you in more of his lovebites than usual...

Shinso is another man who just looks fucking stunning in army uniform, he used to work out a lot as he wouldn't hang out with people that much - and it fucking shows!

His muscular arms and fucking TONED abs look so good in his white tank, his stature just oozing SEX

And those combat boots.... Once Shinso starts to get more comfortable when having sex with you - he uses them boots real good.

His arms crossed against his chest ad he sits on a chair in an empty room, you on your knees below him as he rubs your dick harshly with his boots, cooing at you as a wet stain forms on your crotch from your pre~

Short bonuses!:

Tamaki Amajiki

Another super shy and reclusive guy, he only really joined the army for Mirio but meeting you was an added bonus!

You two don't fuck as much as Tamaki insist on hanging out - his face always dusted with a faint blush whenever he's around you

But when you two fuck, my god is it incredible - the man is shockingly good with his hands but he gets tired after only one round! But you can't complain, he's just so cute, snuggling into your naked body

And good lord, the way that his uniform is so oversized on him... it just makes you want to mentally undress him every time you see him

Mirio Togata

Another man who was built for the army - holy fuck does Mirio look so GOOD in an army uniform

The man works out constantly, his body like that of a god - his back and arms fucking huge, his abs like a washing board and his thighs deliciously suffocating (the uniform just extenuating his sexy features)

The two of you started fucking as a way to release stress, offering your help to a stressed looking Mirio led to your throat being stuffed with his cock and your nose with his pubes - and then later on your poor back arching to its limits as he wraps his huge hands around your waist and pushes you down to his bed as he drills his huge cock inside of you

Yes the man is a gentle giant when you two aren't shagging, but call an ambulance for yourself when you are - this man likes to rough you tf up

Yo Shindo

This man joined the army to try and feel powerful - he's so clearly insecure, so he tries to be the tough guy in your troop, always working out and always a dick to everyone

The two of you had your first encounter in the communal showers, the man had you on your knees real quick, his cum covering your face, your tongue cleaning his dick off

Shindo also really likes to flex while fucking your throat or ass, showing off his buldging muscles and hairy pits in his army tanktop feeds his ego and turns you on...

[thebunnednun]

Build a Boyfriend 🧸🩷

Pairing: Pro Hero! Mirio Togata x Build a Bear helper! Reader

Summary: Mirio takes Eri to Build a Bear and falls for the pastel goth helping Eri pick out a new cuddle buddy. After some intervention from the guys he stumbles into her registrar to find she's even prettier up close and thinks he missed his chance with her.

Until he finds her note.....

TW: Cuteness overload

On with the show!!~

The workshop was buzzing with the low hum of families, children, and the occasional burst of laughter as small hands sifted through shelves of soft, plush animals. The inside of the store was a bright kaleidoscope of colors—soft pastels, warm yellows, and gentle blues—all blending together to create a welcoming, cheerful environment.

Display stands were stacked with teddy bears, bunnies, and a whole host of other creatures waiting to be brought to life by eager kids.

At the heart of it all, the sound of stuffing machines whirring and squeaking filled the air, punctuated by the chatter of customers and employees. Soft pop music played overhead, further adding to the lively yet calming atmosphere.

A few young children were gathered near the sound booth, picking out voice boxes with silly phrases to stuff inside their soon-to-be cuddly companions. Others ran up and down the aisles with parents trailing behind, trying to keep up.

Mirio stood at the front of the store with Eri, his hand gently resting on her head as she stared wide-eyed at the rows upon rows of plush animals. Her large, curious red eyes scanned the store with wonder, her small hands clutching the hem of her dress, shifting slightly as she took in the world of soft toys around her. Mirio, ever the doting older brother figure, smiled down at her, eyes sparkling with excitement for her.

It was sensory overload for her, truely. And while he felt bad about it, Mirio would rather Eri get the full experience of picking out her snuggle buddy than choosing it fo herr. He wanted this to be a gentle push into feeling more secure and independent for Eri.

Plus, he just wanted to spoil her. 

“Alright, Eri, feel free to look around, okay?” Mirio said brightly, crouching down to meet her gaze, his grin wide and reassuring. “I just need to pop to the restroom for a sec. But don’t worry—Shinsou’s on his way, and I’ll be right back.”

Eri nodded shyly, her gaze shifting from Mirio to the endless selection of stuffed animals. He gave her a gentle pat on the head before standing up and sending a quick text to Shinsou, letting him know where they were. After giving Eri another smile and checking the time, Mirio quickly made his way toward the back of the store, disappearing into the hallway.

Eri, now left to her own devices, wandered through the aisles slowly. She kept her hands close to herself, unsure if it was okay to touch anything. She passed by shelves filled with fluffy bunnies, tiny bears with sailor hats, and even some superhero-themed plush toys, her steps hesitant and light.

Meanwhile, you were working the floor, wearing your red apron over a pastel goth outfit that contrasted sharply yet charmingly with the colorful ambiance of the store.

Your black, ripped jeans paired with the soft lavender of your belt, along with streaks of pastel blue and royal purple in your hair, stood out against the otherwise bubblegum, playful environment. Your outfit was a perfect blend of soft and edgy, a subtle rebellion that felt at home in a store that encouraged creativity and individuality.

As you helped another customer pick out accessories for their bear, you spotted Eri, her small form almost lost among the towering shelves. She seemed unsure of where to go or what to do, her wide eyes darting from shelf to shelf as if searching for something familiar.

“Hey there,” you greeted softly, approaching her slowly so as not to startle her. You crouched down a bit to her level, keeping a respectful distance. 

“Are you looking for someone special today?”

Eri blinked up at you, her eyes a little wary but not frightened. She nodded, pointing toward the top shelf where a fluffy white bear sat. It was out of her reach, and you could tell she didn’t want to ask for help outright.

You smiled warmly, standing up and walking over to a nearby ladder. “Let me grab something real quick, and then you can do the honors.”

After propping the ladder in place, you climbed up to grab a toy "grabber" from a top shelf—a long plastic tool that could be used to reach high items. You offered it to her, the soft click of the mechanism echoing slightly as you showed her how to use it.

“Here, why don’t you give it a try? You can get the bear all by yourself,” you said, handing her the grabber with a gentle smile.

Eri hesitated for a moment, her fingers twitching nervously around the grabber’s handle. But after a moment, her determination kicked in. She extended the tool toward the bear, eyes focused in concentration as she squeezed the handle and caught the plush animal.

With a small, triumphant smile, Eri pulled the bear down, holding it carefully in her arms as though it were fragile. You gave her a little cheer, nodding in approval.

“Great job! That’s a cute one,” you said softly, watching as she hugged the bear close to her chest, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. “Do you want to make it extra special? I can help you with the heart ceremony.”

Eri looked up at you, curiosity filling her eyes. She nodded, and you led her to the heart ceremony station, where the soft plush hearts were kept. You gently explained the steps, making sure to give her the space to do everything herself, guiding her through the motions.

“Rub your heart in your hands for warmth,” you said with a kind smile, mimicking the action with your own plush heart. Eri followed suit, her small hands rubbing the heart together.

“Pat your heart for your friend's heartbeat forever, rub them on your head for smart thoughts, and rub them on each other so they know you're best friends.”

As you continued through the ceremony, Eri became more engaged, a light giggle escaping her lips as she touched the heart to her elbow when you added with a playful grin, “And don’t forget to tap your elbow so your new friend will always be funny!”

Eri’s eyes lit up with the little details, and she smiled brightly as she hugged the heart to her chest before placing it inside her new bear.

Behind her, in the shadow of the store’s entrance, Mirio watched quietly, a warm smile creeping across his face. He hadn’t expected to see Eri so at ease, especially in a new place. The way you respected her space, never crowding or overwhelming her, made his chest swell with gratitude. He was about to step forward when he felt a familiar presence behind him.

“What’re you staring at?” Shinsou’s voice broke the moment as he approached, giving Mirio a teasing look.

Mirio turned with a grin, his blue eyes bright as he spotted Shinsou approaching. Shinsou, dressed in his usual casual wear—a dark hoodie and jeans—stood out among the bright colors and vibrant energy of the workshop. His messy purple hair framed his face as he shoved his hands into his pockets, watching Mirio with a raised brow.

“Just watching Eri have a good time,” Mirio replied, motioning toward the heart ceremony station. Shinsou’s eyes followed, his expression softening slightly when he saw the little girl happily finishing up the ceremony with her new plush bear. She was beaming now, her earlier hesitancy gone, replaced by a sense of accomplishment and joy.

“Looks like she’s having a good time,” Shinsou muttered, his tone more affectionate than usual. He had grown attached to Eri in his own quiet way, often showing up to hang out with her when he could.

He wasn’t the type to get openly sentimental, but moments like this made him feel lighter.

Mirio clapped a hand on Shinsou’s shoulder, his grin widening. “Thanks for coming, by the way. I know it’s not your scene, but Eri likes having you around.”

Shinsou shrugged, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. “Yeah, well you know I can’t say no to her.”

As they stood there, watching Eri carefully adjust her bear’s fur you approached with a gentle smile. Spotting Mirio and Shinsou near the entrance, she gave them a nod of acknowledgment before turning her attention back to you. 

“Does your bear have a name yet?” you asked softly, crouching down again to meet Eri’s eye level. She looked up at you with that same small smile, thinking for a moment as she hugged her bear tighter.

“Yes,” she said quietly, her voice barely above a whisper, but there was a sense of pride in her choice. Mirio watches with some confusion as Eri whispers it to you.

“That’s a perfect name,” you said with a warm chuckle, standing up and adjusting your apron as you prepared to ring her up. “Let’s get him all set up, then.”

Eri followed you toward the shelves with outfits, clutching Lemi in her arms as she gazed around the store one last time. You noticed how she kept glancing toward Shinsou and Mirio as if checking to make sure they hadn’t disappeared. They both gave her a reassuring wave from across the store, and she visibly relaxed, her steps becoming more confident.

You glanced up from the shelves, your eyes briefly meeting Mirio’s. He stood near the entrance, staring at you a little longer than necessary, his broad shoulders outlined by the glow of the afternoon sun. He had that goofy grin, the one that lit up his entire face, but there was something more behind it, a quiet admiration in his gaze.

Just as you return to checking on Eri, a figure sidled up beside Mirio. Shinsou, with his shit eating grin, elbowed him lightly in the ribs.

“You’ve been staring at her for five minutes, man,” Shinsou teased in his usual deadpan tone. “Why don’t you just go over there and say something?”

Mirio blinked rapidly, his grin faltering for the briefest moment as his face flushed a deep pink. “W-What? No, I wasn’t—”

“Yeah, right,” Shinsou cut in, rolling his eyes. “I could practically hear your heart pounding from across the room.” He gave Mirio a little push toward you and Eri, who was carefully adjusting the tiny outfit on her new bear, completely oblivious to the commotion behind her.

“Go on, big guy. She’s right there.”

Mirio stumbled forward, awkwardly regaining his footing with a sheepish laugh. His usual confidence was nowhere to be found as he approached, Shinsou trailing behind him with a lazy, amused stride.

You stepped in front of Eri protectively the moment you saw the two boys approaching. Instinctively, you put yourself between her and the newcomers, your body tense as you sized them up, ready for anything. But before you could say a word, Eri’s face lit up at the sight of her two of her favorite boys.

“Mirio! Shinsou!” she squealed, her eyes bright with excitement. She hopped up and down on the spot, holding her newly made bear in front of her like a prized possession.

The tension in your shoulders eased slightly, but you stayed close to Eri, watching the interaction carefully. Mirio’s flustered expression softened as he knelt down to Eri’s level, his smile warm and familiar again.

“Hey Eri! Who’s this?” he asked, motioning toward the bear in her arms.

Eri beamed, a little confused, and pointed up at you. “She’s my new friend.”

Mirio leaned in, squinting at you with a faux-serious expression. “New friend, huh? Looks like a tough one,” he said, his voice light. You huff and laugh before he stuff his hands in his back pockets and rocks before he then pokes the bear gently and then adds with a sincere tone, “You’re so cool, Eri!”

Eri giggled, hugging the bear closer and you nod, “She is!”

You couldn’t help but smile at the scene, the warmth of it spreading through you. Eri seemed so comfortable with him, like a big brother and his quiet, teasing friend.

“So,” you began, looking between the three of them, “is this your brother?” you asked, gesturing toward Mirio, though you couldn’t quite keep the teasing edge out of your voice.

Mirio laughed, scratching the back of his head. “Ah, no, not exactly. But I do look after her,” he explained, his eyes softening as he glanced at Eri. “She’s special to us.”

You nodded, your heart warming at his response. “That’s sweet. You seem to care about her a lot.” Just as you were about to hand Eri back over to Mirio, the workshop’s door swung open once again.

The air in the room shifted as a tall, scruffy figure walked in, wearing his signature black scarf draped loosely around his shoulders.

Aizawa, with his ever-tired eyes and a slight slouch in his posture, made his way toward the group, his wallet already in hand. His gaze flickered between you and Eri, who immediately perked up at the sight of him.

“Dad!” Eri called out, her small voice carrying across the room.

Aizawa’s tired expression softened at her excitement, and he gave a small nod before turning his attention to you. “I see you’ve made a friend,” he said, his voice low but not unkind. He held up his hero license for your reassurance. “I’m her guardian.”

You blinked in surprise, your cheeks flushing as you realized your earlier assumption. “Great, these guys are nice but I couldn’t release her to them without a parents' permission,” you stammered, bowing your head slightly. “I just wanted to make sure she was with someone safe.”

Aizawa’s lips twitched into the faintest hint of a smile. “No need to apologize. You did the right thing by being cautious. I appreciate how well you’ve treated her.”

Your heart fluttered at his words, a sense of relief washing over you. Eri, still clutching the golden teddy bear, grinned up at Aizawa, clearly happy to see him. Mirio, ever the optimist, gave a thumbs-up toward you.

“See? You’re great with her,” he said, his usual enthusiasm returning.

Aizawa ruffled Eri’s hair gently, glancing over at you once more. “Thanks for helping her. She doesn’t trust people easily, but she seems to like you.”

Eri nodded vigorously, hugging the golden bear tighter. “I do!”

You could have been knocked over with a feather with how happy you felt making that little girl smile and help her create a core memory.

The moment settled into a quiet comfort, the soft hum of the workshop around you, as Aizawa stood by Eri’s side, and you felt a quiet sense of connection with the little girl.

She has a good family here, no doubt about it.

You chuckled softly to yourself as you grabbed the small wooden step stool tucked near the counter. With a fluid motion, you brought it over to Eri, who eagerly clambered up onto it. Her tiny hands reached up toward the counter and placed her new bear, who sat proudly.

The excitement in her eyes was contagious as she carefully took in the action of you scanning the bear and filling in the information Aizawa gave you into the database before sliding her friend back into her hand, giving the bear a quick once-over as if to make sure nothing was out of place.

“Look! Isn’t he cute?” Eri beamed, holding the new playmate out for Aizawa and Mirio to inspect. Mirio, still a bit flustered from earlier, managed to nod, though words seemed to escape him. Shinsou, as usual, wasn’t going to let that slide.

“Come on, big guy, she’s waiting for some praise,” Shinsou said with a raised brow, nudging Mirio with his elbow.

Mirio blinked, looking between Eri and the bear as if his brain had short-circuited.

“Y-Yeah! She’s adorable!” he finally managed to say, his voice a little too loud in his eagerness.

You smiled at the scene, turning back to Eri. “Alright, let’s fill out these ‘adoption papers’ for him, okay?” You handed Eri a small form—a fun, simple sheet for her to fill out with her little buddies name, favorite activities, and promise to care for her new friend.

Eri took the sparkle pom pom pen with a determined nod, sitting cross-legged on the stool as she began writing carefully.

As Eri focused, her soft voice floated up toward you. “Just like with me!” she said brightly, her small hand gripping the pen a little tighter.

The words sent a wave of silence through the room. It was as if time itself froze. Mirio, Shinsou, and Aizawa all exchanged looks, the weight of her innocent statement hanging in the air. The unspoken gravity of her situation, how she was adopted by Aizawa after everything she had been through, washed over the group. 

You, on the other hand, had pieced it together when you saw the two walk in and seen how nervous Eri seemed with touch. Hence why you offered her some alternative instead of being more hands on like your coworkers. 

For a moment, the noise of the workshop dimmed, replaced with a quiet reverence of her writing.

Before anyone could respond, the door burst open, and Izuku came stumbling in, dripping wet, his breath ragged and his wild hair sticking to his forehead. It was immediately clear what had happened—he’d just been thrown into the fountain outside. 

Again.

“I-I’m okay!” he wheezed, hands on his knees as he tried to catch his breath. Eri’s solemn face broke into pure delight at the sight of him.

“Izuku!” she cheered, waving enthusiastically, her spirits immediately lifted. She proudly signed the adoption papers with a flourish before handing them to you.

You smiled warmly, taking the papers from her and carefully boxing up the teddy bear. “Alright, your new friend is all set,” you said, handing Eri the box, which she clutched to her chest protectively.

Before anyone could fully relax, Monoma and Bakugou came charging into the room, both out of breath and clearly mid-argument.

Monoma was the first to speak, of course. “Just so you know, he—” he pointed dramatically at Bakugou “—backhanded Izuku into the fountain.”

Katsuki snarled, glaring daggers at Monoma. “Tch, for once it was an accident! I was trying to punch you.”

“Is that supposed to make it better?” Monoma scoffed, crossing his arms.

“Would my fist up your ass make it better?” Bakugou barked, clenching his fists as the two squared off, their bickering quickly escalating.

Aizawa sighed deeply, massaging his temples. “Of course,” he muttered under his breath before excusing himself from the registrar desk. He stepped between the two boys, his exhaustion palpable.

“Enough,” he said flatly, voice laced with authority, but it didn’t stop them from grumbling at each other.

Shinsou, watching with a smirk, took this as his cue. He gave Mirio a subtle nudge forward, his hands resting casually behind his back as if he hadn’t just shoved the older boy in your direction. Mirio, unsteady and blushing all over again, stumbled toward you, barely managing to stay upright.

“Guess you’re up,” Shinsou said with a sly, Cheshire grin before trailing after Aizawa, clearly entertained by the chaos.

You raised an eyebrow at Mirio, who now stood awkwardly in front of you, looking like he wanted to say something but couldn’t find the right words. His usual confidence had all but evaporated, leaving him standing there, fidgeting under your gaze.

You continued packing up a few more supplies, carefully organizing the boxes behind the counter. The soft rustling of tissue paper filled the air as you folded up some final pieces of merchandise, stacking them neatly. Mirio, still trying to recover from Shinsou's teasing, stumbled up toward you, his large frame knocking gently into the edge of the registrar desk.

“Oh! Sorry about that!” he blurted, immediately looking down at you with an apologetic smile.

You glanced up, amused by his flustered state. “No sweat. Nothing's broken, so we’re all good.”

You waved off his apology with a casual grin before returning to your packing, carefully organizing the boxes behind the counter. The soft rustling of tissue paper filled the air as you folded up some final pieces of merchandise, stacking them neatly.

“So,” you began, trying to ease the tension with a playful smirk, “is getting pushed around by 'Shinsou' part of the usual dynamic, or is this a special occasion?”

Mirio laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Uh, yeah, I think he’s just having fun at my expense today,” he admitted sheepishly, his smile returning, albeit a bit more bashful than before.

Eri, meanwhile, had taken the opportunity to step up beside you, clutching her newly boxed bear and watching you curiously. She tilted her head, her brows furrowing as she observed both you and Shinsou in the distance. 

“Are you… emo? Like Shinsou?”

Mirio tensed beside you, his eyes going wide at the question. He shot you a nervous glance, as if expecting you to be offended. But instead, a laugh bubbled up from your chest, light and genuine, filling the space between you all.

“Emo? Nah, not quite,” you said, still chuckling. You ruffled Eri's hair lightly with the pen before pointing to the purple and blue streaks running through your own. “But I get why you might think that. I’m actually a pastel goth.”

Eri's face lit up with curiosity, her eyes widening as you untied your apron and did a playful little spin in front of her. “See?” You gestured to your outfit—ripped black jeans, a pretty lace pastel top in your favorite shade, and the rainbow chains that connected from your belt to your pockets that added a splash of color to your otherwise dark base palette.

“And these are my favorite!” You lifted one foot to show her your dip-dyed tennis shoes, a soft gradient of pastel shades fading into the white canvas. “I made these myself.”

Eri’s mouth formed a perfect “O” of awe, her small hands reaching out as if to touch your shoes. “Wow! How did you do that? They’re so pretty!”

You crouched down to her level, smiling as you explained the process. “Thank you, sweetie! It’s called tie-dye. You take plain shoes or clothes, tie them in different spots, and then dip them in different colors of dye. You can get all kinds of patterns that way! Want me to show you?”

Eri nodded enthusiastically, already imagining the possibilities.

Throughout the exchange, you didn’t notice the way Mirio was watching you. His eyes followed your every movement—how you spun effortlessly, the way you smiled so warmly at Eri, how you explained things with ease. His heart raced in his chest, he gulped, trying to shake off the strange, intense nervousness crawling up his spine.

Mirio couldn't understand why it suddenly felt so hard to breathe, why his palms were sweating. Every time he tried to speak, his mouth dried up even more, like a dessert made out of sandpaper topped with crunchy peanut butter. 

He desperately wanted to look away, but his gaze was drawn to you, like a magnet pulling him in despite his mind screaming at him to just fade into the wall and disappear.

Still, Mirio couldn't help but stay, silently rooting himself to the spot, unable to tear his eyes from the scene unfolding in front of him. The way you connected with Eri, the easy laughter between you—it was like a warmth that had settled into the room, and though it made him flustered, he didn't want to leave.

You were still kneeling, explaining the basics of tie-dye with a smile, using your phone to show her how she could create something similar. Mirio stood stiffly, watching you with wide eyes, and though he was usually the picture of calm confidence, today was different.

His nerves kicking up in full force.

He wanted to speak, maybe even add something to the conversation, but his brain couldn’t form the words. It was as if the more he watched you interacting with Eri, the more his thoughts and nerves tangled themselves into sweaty knots.

Still, you kept the conversation flowing naturally, completely unaware of the inner turmoil Mirio was going through.

"It’s all about experimenting and having fun with colors,” you said, showing Eri how different patterns could form.

Eri nodded eagerly, fascinated by every word, while Mirio stood beside you, his heartbeat drumming in his ears. He wasn’t sure why he suddenly felt like a deer in headlights, but every time you smiled or laughed, it felt like someone turned the temperature in the room up a few degrees.

Mirio blinked, snapping back to reality just in time to notice Shinsou staring at him from outside the store. 

Shinsou’s eyes held a mischievous glint, as he subtly gestured toward you with a small nod of his head. Mirio followed the motion, his mind catching up with the situation. His heart skipped when he realized Shinsou was egging him on, pushing him toward you in a way that was just as playful as it was serious.

Behind Shinsou, Fatgum and Kirishima were rolling up to join the growing group, both exchanging easy grins. Fatgum seemed relaxed, his large frame towering over the others, eating some mall pretzels, while Kirishima waved enthusiastically, clearly trying to disarm the chaos that was unfolding.

Meanwhile, Aizawa stood a little farther off, arms crossed, his usual weary expression in place as he muttered something to himself.

“Herding cats is easier than dealing with them,” Aizawa complained under his breath, side-eyeing Bakugou and Monoma, who were still bickering like two kids fighting over sub vs dub anime.

Izuku was caught in the middle trying to remedy the situation, still damp, as Monoma had his hands up in a dramatic display of innocence, while Bakugou looked like he was one second away from cold blooded murder.

Tamaki, ever the quiet one, had appeared in the background, looking completely lost in the flurry of activity. His wide, nervous eyes darted between his friends, trying to figure out what exactly was going on.

But when Shinsou leaned in and whispered something in his ear, a faint blush immediately crept up Tamaki's neck, turning his face a deep shade of red. He turned and gave Mirio a hesitant but determined “game face,” his sharp, elfin ears twitching slightly as he forced himself to give a thumbs-up of encouragement.

Mirio’s heart warmed at Tamaki’s attempt to cheer him on. A bright smile broke out on his face, a silent thank you to his friend. With Tamaki’s confidence-boosting thumbs-up and Shinsou’s teasing still hanging in the air, Mirio’s determination grew. He squared his shoulders and turned back to face you, taking a steadying breath.

But when he looked at you again, he nearly forgot how to breathe entirely.

Eri had somehow found her way into your arms, comfortably perched on your hip. Her small fingers were gently poking at your ear piercings, her wide, innocent eyes full of fascination as you let her touch the little hoops and studs. You were watching Mirio now, meeting his gaze with a calm smile that made something inside him turn to mush. 

'Fuck.'

It was like all the noise in the background—the bickering between Bakugou and Monoma, the faint grumbling from Aizawa, even the shuffling footsteps of students in the distance—faded into nothing.

“Uh…” Mirio started, trying to find his voice, but his throat felt impossibly dry again.

“Are they gonna be okay?” You nodded slightly toward the commotion behind him, where Bakugou’s voice had risen several notches as he squared off with Monoma.

Just as you asked, both Bakugou and Monoma shouted something unintelligible, their voices overlapping in a chaotic burst of sound. You raised an eyebrow, clearly amused, but nodded as if nothing was amiss.

Mirio rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, his fingers brushing against the short hairs at the nape as he grinned awkwardly. 

“Yeah...they’ll be fine.” He tried to sound confident, but his mind was a mess of thoughts he couldn’t quite grasp. He noticed, more than ever, how close you were standing, with Eri resting in your arms like she belonged there, her small hands still occasionally fiddling with your piercings. 

The way you cradled her so naturally made something stir inside him—a mix of admiration and awe.

His heart started pounding again, the way it had before, but this time it was louder, more insistent. He couldn’t stop himself from noticing the little details about you. The way the light in the room softened around your face, casting a gentle glow on your skin. The hint of colors in your hair, the soft purples and blues catching in the air like a breath of wind. 

And that smile—warm, inviting, and effortlessly beautiful. It made him feel like he was standing in the middle of a sunlit field on a perfect summer’s day, the kind where everything was alive and vibrant, and you were the brightest thing in it. 

You weren’t just pretty. No, pretty was too small of a word to describe how you made him feel. You are beautiful.

'Breathtaking.'

Not just because of how you looked but because of your whole aura. It was like you radiated this light, this quiet strength, that made people around you feel safe and welcome. It was in the way you held Eri so gently, like she was the most precious thing in the world, and the way you spoke with such ease, your words always soft yet full of warmth.

Mirio could swear he saw the rest of his life in your eyes at that moment. He imagined laughter, quiet moments, and endless afternoons spent in the kind of peace only you seemed to carry with you. It hit him like a wave—this overwhelming sense of admiration and something more, something deeper, that he wasn’t sure how to name yet.

You tilted your head slightly, studying him for a moment. “You okay there, Mirio?”

Your voice broke through his swirling thoughts, pulling him back to the present. Mirio’s cheeks flared with heat, and he quickly rubbed the back of his neck again, this time laughing a little too loudly.

“Yeah! Yeah, I’m good!” He forced out the words, his smile still bright, though a bit shaky. “Just... you know, keeping an eye on those two,” he added, motioning again toward the argument that was now simmering behind him. 

Kirishima had dropped his bag of hair dye in favor of holding onto Bakugou’s middle, whose hands were crackling faintly, while Izuku stood in front of Monoma, bandaged arms spread as Monoma looked like he was enjoying talking shit way too much.

Aizawa was laying into them for doing this again in public as Shinsou was holding up Tamaki who looked like he wanted to pass away from the onlookers and Fatgum is trying to divert the attention while also handing out fliers to his favorite restaurant in the mall. 

“Yeah, they totally have it under control.”

You glanced in their direction before looking back at him, your lips curving into a smile that sent his heart racing all over again. “Seems like you've got your hands full.” You poke Eri in her belly and she squeals before holding onto you again.

Mirio chuckled, nodding in agreement. “You have no idea.”

Just then, Eri tugged gently on your sleeve, drawing both your attention. “Can I see the shoes again?” she asked, her voice small but eager.

You smiled down at her, giving her a little nod. “Of course.” You shifted her in your arms and then lifted one of your feet, showing her the soft colors of your tie-dye shoes again. She giggled, reaching out to touch them, her fascination with the colors and patterns not yet fading.

And as Mirio watched the scene unfold—the way you moved so effortlessly with Eri in your arms, the soft way you spoke, the ease with which you brought light into the room—he couldn’t help but think, 

‘Yeah, I’m a goner.’

Mirio blinked, his mind momentarily lost in the haze of his own thoughts as he watched you. He hadn’t realized how much time had passed until he noticed your lips moving, the soft curve of them drawing his attention. For a second, all he could focus on was the way they shaped each word, the gentle rhythm of your voice fading into the background.

He didn’t register what you were saying—just that you were talking to him.

Then, as if shaken from a dream, Mirio blipped in surprise, his eyes widening as he coughed awkwardly. “Oh! Sorry! I—uh, what were you saying?” His voice cracked a little, his embarrassment clear as he rubbed the back of his neck with a nervous laugh. “I’m so sorry, I’m not sure what’s up with me today.”

You chuckled softly, a sound that made Mirio’s heart skip a beat. There was no judgment in your eyes, just warmth. “It’s okay,” you said, your tone teasing but kind. “Are you okay, though? You seem a little… distracted.”

He forced a smile, though his heart was still racing. “Yeah, I’m good now. Just—” Mirio stumbled over his words for a second before letting out a self-deprecating laugh. “I think I just spaced out for a bit.”

“Hmm,” you hummed, clearly unconvinced but playful. “Well, as long as you're not running on empty or something.” You flashed him a smile, and Mirio couldn’t help but return it, feeling the tension ease a little.

The two of you fell into an easy rhythm after that, making light conversation. You asked him how his day had been, and he asked you about yours. The small talk flowed effortlessly, and despite the occasional flustered moments on Mirio’s end, the interaction felt natural. You told him a funny story about one of your coworkers accidentally scanning a customer’s face instead of their item, and Mirio laughed, his usual cheerfulness slipping back into place. 

He was starting to feel more like himself again, even as he struggled to keep his thoughts from wandering back to how much he liked your smile and how warm and good your voice is.

He could listen to you read the phone book for all he cares!

As Mirio lingered, his gaze darting between you and the door, he finally cleared his throat, summoning a bit of courage. "You know," he started, rubbing the back of his neck in that familiar, nervous way, "you’re, uh… pretty good with Eri. I bet you could make a career out of making people feel special."

You laughed softly, raising an eyebrow as you leaned against the counter.

"Oh yeah? Does that include you?"

Mirio froze for a moment, his heart skipping a beat before he quickly stumbled over his words. "W-Well, I mean… you’re already good at that too." His cheeks flushed pink, and he tried to recover by flashing you one of his signature, bright smiles. "I guess I’m just lucky to be on the receiving end."

You smirked, crossing your arms as you leaned in a little. "Is that so? Mm, I’ll have to make sure to treat you extra special next time, then."

Mirio’s face heated up further, but he managed to chuckle nervously, scratching his head. "I, uh… I wouldn’t mind that."

Suddenly, a small voice piped up from below. Eri was tugging at Mirio’s sleeve with a sweet smile on her face.

"Are you two flirting?" she asked innocently, her eyes wide and curious.

Both of you blinked in surprise, exchanging a quick glance before bursting into laughter. You crouched down to Eri’s level, gently ruffling her hair.

"Maybe a little," you teased, glancing up at Mirio, whose face had turned a deep shade of red.

Mirio bent down too, his hand resting on Eri’s shoulder. "Just a little," he admitted with a sheepish grin. "You caught us." Eri giggled, clearly pleased with herself. "I like it. It makes you both smile."

You and Mirio shared a look again, warmth spreading between you as her innocent words sank in. Smiling, you reached out and gave Eri a playful poke on the nose. "Well, we’ll just have to keep smiling for you then, won’t we?"

Eri perks up at that and looks at you with something you can’t place. But she leans into your face to close her eyes and hug you tight. You return the hug, your cheek against the crown of her head and let your warmth radiate into her.

Mirio’s heart swelled at the sight, his smile soft and sincere. "Yeah," he agreed, his voice a little quieter now. 

"We will."

Outside the store, the once-heated argument between Bakugou and Monoma was finally winding down. Their voices, which had been loud and chaotic earlier, were now quieter, only a few muttered grumbles echoing in the distance. Aizawa reappeared shortly after, looking more exasperated than before but clearly relieved that the chaos had subsided.

He approached the counter, tired eyes flicking over to Eri, who was still happily holding the box containing her new teddy bear. “You all set, kid?” he asked, his voice softening ever so slightly when addressing her.

Eri nodded eagerly, hugging the box tighter. “He’s ready to go home!” she declared with a big smile.

You smiled at the sight, already scanning the item at the register as Aizawa fished around in his pocket for his wallet. As you rang up the bear, your fingers discreetly punched in a few extra numbers on the keypad.

Mirio, standing just off to the side, happened to glance over and caught the brief flash of numbers. He furrowed his brows slightly, noticing that you’d keyed in what looked like a discount code. Before he could say anything, you turned to him with a wink and a sly smile, your lips curling at the corners in the most mischievous way.

You handed the bag you placed the packages in to Aizawa with a casual grace, as if nothing unusual had just happened. “Here you go,” you said, leaning down slightly so Eri could see the bag. “Take good care of him.”

Aizawa gave you a nod, his expression as unreadable as ever, though there was a slight glint of gratitude in his eyes. “Thanks,” he muttered, barely loud enough to be heard. He turned to Eri. “Ready to go?”

Eri nodded enthusiastically, still cradling her new friend. But before they left, she looked up at you with wide eyes. “Thank you for helping me adopt him!” she chirped happily, her excitement contagious.

You smiled back, giving her a little wave. “Anytime, Eri. You and your new friend take care of each other, okay?” She nods and holds up the box to the frazzled group of boys before tugging Aizawa with her to go show them. 

As Aizawa and Eri made their way out of the store, Mirio stood there for a second longer, watching the interaction with an odd mix of admiration and butterflies. You turned to him once more, your smile lingering, and for a brief moment, he swore the whole world had narrowed down to just the two of you.

“You like kids, huh?” Mirio finally asked, his voice light with amusement as he raised an eyebrow.

You gave him another wink, the same mischievous glint in your eyes. “What can I say? Perks of the job.”

“Mirio come on!” 

“I’ll be right there!” 

The blonde waves to you before racing out of the store (almost hitting his face in the glass doors too) before rejoining the group outside. The atmosphere was filled with a blend of excitement and warmth. Mirio stands off to the side, watching you as you got back to work, expertly tying your apron into a neat bow around your waist, your fingers deftly maneuvering the fabric. 

There was a lightness in the air, a hint of magic lingering in the moment, and he couldn’t help but smile at the memory of Eri’s excitement.

“Hey, how did it go?” Shinsou nudged him playfully, a sly grin spreading across his face.

Mirio chuckled, scratching the back of his head, his cheeks a little pink. “Oh, you know, just normal stuff,” he replied, trying to play it cool despite the butterflies dancing in his stomach.

The boys—Izuku, Kirishima, Monoma, Bakugou, Tamaki, and Fatgum—quickly gathered around, their curiosity piqued. “Did Eri get her new friend?” Izuku asked eagerly, his eyes shining with enthusiasm.

Eri piped up, bouncing on her toes. “I did! His name is Lemi!” she declared proudly, clutching the plush bear to her chest. Mirio felt a rush of emotion at the name; it felt personal, like a little piece of her heart wrapped in the soft fabric.

“Lemi? That’s adorable!” Kirishima exclaimed, leaning closer to get a better look. But then Eri faltered, her expression shifting as she realized she hadn’t dressed him yet.

Just then, Aizawa approached, his expression mildly bemused. “You can come back another day to dress him,” he said, and Mirio, without thinking, immediately volunteered, “I’ll take her!”

Eri’s face lit up, and she eagerly opened the box for everyone to see, her excitement palpable. “Look!” she exclaimed, revealing Lemi nestled among other items.

Bakugou, who had been watching with a critical eye, leaned in. “What’s in the bag?” he asked, crossing his arms with a hint of suspicion.

Aizawa paused, confusion flickering across his face before he reached into the bag and pulled out what looked like a small collection of outfits. The group gathered closer as he spread the items out on a nearby table in the food court, their eyes widening in amazement.

“Are those…?” Kirishima began, his voice trailing off as they all realized the outfits were mini versions of their hero costumes.

Mirio felt his heart swell with pride and warmth. He glanced at Eri, who was practically glowing with joy, her eyes shining like stars. When she spotted Mirio’s hero costume tucked inside, she squealed in delight.

“Look! It’s just like yours!”

With an infectious smile, she hugged him tightly, and in that moment, Lemi echoed a familiar phrase: “You’re so cool!” Her joyous squeak made everyone burst into laughter, and as she dropped the bear in surprise, Bakugou lunged forward, catching it just in time.

“Careful!” Bakugou grunted, a mix of irritation and fondness in his voice. The group shared a knowing look, the camaraderie palpable.

Izuku gently took the bear from Bakugou and squeezed its tummy. “Wow, it talks!” he exclaimed, his eyes wide with amazement. Lemi chimed in again, this time explaining that the voice must have come with the bear.

Mirio’s heart raced as he pieced it all together, realizing you must have been the one holding the voice box when he first approached Eri. A warm smile spread across his face at the thought of you crafting this magical experience for her.

Just then, Aizawa pulled out a note from his pocket and handed it to Mirio. There was a hint of a smile on his usually stoic face. “This is for you,” he said, his tone teasing yet encouraging.

Mirio took the note, his breath hitching slightly as he swore he could feel the warmth from your fingertips  had left for him. 

As the teasing continued, Mirio felt a wave of nervousness wash over him, the excitement now mixed with anxiety. The note felt heavier in his hands, and he was unsure how to handle the sudden attention. With a quick glance at Tamaki, he decided to pass the note to him instead, hoping his friend might read it without the weight of all their curious eyes on him.

Tamaki accepted the note with a shaky hand, his face a mix of confusion and surprise. He cleared his throat softly before unfolding it, his cheeks already turning a deep shade of red. As he read, the whispers and laughter around them faded, all eyes drawn to him.

Mirio watched anxiously as Tamaki’s eyes widened, a hint of disbelief crossing his features. “U-um…” he stammered, before glancing back at Mirio, his voice barely above a whisper. “S-Sorry,” he managed to say, quickly handing the note back with a beet-red face.

“What does it say?” Izuku urged, leaning in closer, curiosity shining in his eyes.

Tamaki, flustered, mumbled, “It’s… um… really nice.”

Mirio took the note back, heart pounding in his chest. He took a deep breath and began to read aloud:

“Hey! :D Mirio, right? Thanks for being so wonderful today! I really enjoyed spending time with you and Eri. You’ve got a really cute smile! If you’re not seeing anyone, let's hang out soon! If you ever want to chat or need anything, don’t hesitate to reach out. I’d love to hook Lemi up again. ;3

Looking forward to seeing you and your Eri<33! — Your local Pastel Goth

x-678-999-8212

It was a simple thank you, but at the bottom, your number was scrawled neatly, making his heart leap.

Eri watched him, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “What does it say?” she asked, her tiny voice full of curiosity.

“It’s a note from the lady,” he said, unable to hide the grin on his face. “She said we can plan more fun days together.”

The boys exchanged glances, a mix of surprise and teasing delight washing over their expressions. Eri squealed with excitement, her little hands clapping. “She thinks you’re wonderful!” she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with joy.

“Look at Mirio, all blushing!” Monoma laughed, while Bakugou rolled his eyes but couldn’t help a smirk.

Mirio’s heart raced, warmth creeping into his cheeks as he tried to play it cool. “It’s just a note,” he stammered, but the grin on his face betrayed his feigned nonchalance.

“Just a note? Dude, that’s definitely more than just a note!” Kirishima chimed in, clapping him on the back with enthusiasm.

Tamaki, still blushing, looked down at his feet, mumbling, “I-I think she likes you…”

As the teasing continued, Mirio couldn’t help but feel a sense of happiness blooming inside him. The nervousness ebbed away, replaced by excitement at the thought of seeing you again. Eri’s bubbly enthusiasm and the camaraderie of his friends made it all feel so much brighter, like everything was finally falling into place.

Bakugou rolled his eyes but couldn’t suppress a smirk. “You’re such a dork,” he teased, earning a playful shove from Kirishima.

Fatgum chuckled, shaking his head in amusement. “You boys better watch out. Mirio’s got a secret weapon now,” he said, gesturing to the note with a grin.

As the playful banter continued, Mirio felt a swell of happiness. The bond he was forming with you, Eri, and the rest of the group felt like a bright beacon in his life. He couldn’t wait for the next mall adventure, knowing that you would be a part of it.

“Let’s get home before your classmates burn the dorms down.”

🌞 😄 🧱 👊🌞 😄 🧱 👊🌞 😄 🧱 👊

As the day wound down and the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a soft glow through the window of Aizawa’s living room, Mirio found a cozy spot on the couch with Eri nestled against him. The warmth of the moment wrapped around them like a comforting blanket, Eri’s small fingers clutching the note you’d written, her eyelids growing heavy as sleep threatened to claim her.

Mirio, still buzzing from the day’s events, felt the soft rhythm of Eri’s breath against him, her little body rising and falling in a peaceful slumber. He couldn’t help but smile, his heart swelling with affection for the girl who had quickly become so dear to him. The note rested on his chest, a tangible reminder of you and the promise of more moments to come.

Just then, Shinsou, lounging nearby, couldn’t resist the urge to capture the scene. He quietly pulled out his phone, careful not to disturb the tranquil atmosphere. The sight of Mirio, looking blissfully content with Eri curled up beside him, was too precious to pass up. With a mischievous grin, he snapped a quick picture, the soft glow of the screen illuminating his face for just a moment.

“Adorable,” Shinsou whispered to himself, stifling a chuckle as he looked at the picture. Mirio stirred slightly but didn’t wake, a gentle smile still gracing his features. The room was filled with a sense of warmth and safety, the bond between them solidifying in the simplicity of the moment.

As Mirio drifted further away, he felt a sense of contentment wash over him. It was a day well spent, and he couldn’t help but look forward to what tomorrow would bring for them all. 

🌞 😄 🧱 👊🌞 😄 🧱 👊🌞 😄 🧱 👊

The morning sun filtered through the kitchen window, casting a warm glow over the breakfast table where Eri, Mirio, and Shinsou were happily digging into a stack of fluffy pancakes. Eri’s eyes sparkled with delight as she drizzled syrup over her stack, the sweet smell wafting through the air.

As they chatted and giggled, the sound of shuffling feet approached. Aizawa emerged from his room, tousled hair and sleepy eyes, just as Yamada bustled in, carrying a plate piled high with golden pancakes. 

“Good morning, Shouta!” he called cheerfully, setting the plate down in front of him.

“Did everyone sleep well?” Aizawa asked, his voice still raspy from sleep as he poured himself a cup of coffee.

Eri beamed up at him, her cheeks stuffed with pancakes. “I slept great! And guess what, Mr. Aizawa? Mirio called that lady from the store last night to set up a playdate at the park today! We’re going to hang out together!”

Mirio’s face instantly turned crimson, his cheeks matching the color of a ripe tomato as he fumbled with his fork. “I, uh... it’s not like that!” he stammered, his embarrassment palpable. Shinsou, sitting across from him, stifled a laugh behind his hand, a smirk spreading across his face as he watched Mirio squirm.

Aizawa raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “Just be safe, you two. And remember to keep an eye on Eri,” he added, glancing pointedly at Mirio, who was still blushing fiercely.

“Of course!” Eri chirped, her excitement infectious. Mirio, despite his flushed face, couldn’t help but feel a rush of joy at the thought of seeing you again. He grinned, the anticipation bubbling within him as he tried to play it cool. 

“Yeah, we’ll have a great time!”

Meanwhile, on your end, you were sprawled across your bed, heart still racing from the phone call. Your face was buried in your pillow as you squealed, muffling the sound of your excitement. He really called me! He really called me! you thought, replaying every detail in your mind, savoring it like your favorite song.

You remembered the moment his number flashed on your phone screen. Not knowing who it was, you picked up with a casual, "Hello?" but inside you were buzzing with nerves, especially when you heard his voice crack a little as he started talking.

"H-Hey! It's Mirio... I hope I'm not calling too late," he said, his voice warm but tinged with a kind of awkwardness that made him even more endearing. You could practically see him rubbing the back of his neck, just like when he’d been standing in the store earlier.

"No, you're fine!" you replied, a smile spreading across your face as you pressed the phone tighter to your ear. You had just finished working around midnight before heading home to eat a grilled cheese and shower before climbing into your black strawberry print sheets.

Did your bones ache? 100% absolutely, no doubt about it. But you really liked the afflictions of his voice and it beats the boyfriend asmr you listen to sometimes to fall asleep. 

"What’s up?"

There was a pause, and you could hear him exhale, almost like he was gathering courage. "I, uh... Eri wanted to go to the park tomorrow, and I thought maybe... if you’re not busy, you could... join us? If you want. No pressure! I mean, it’s just a park. A public place. With, you know, swings and stuff... so, uh..."

You giggled softly, letting him off the hook. "A public place, huh? That sounds very safe. I'd love to come along."

He sighed in relief, but then there was a moment of silence before he awkwardly admitted, "I... actually realized I never got your name. Kinda... embarrassing, huh?"

You grinned, teasing him just a little, "Oh, so you called me without even knowing my name? Bold move, Mirio."

He chuckled nervously. "Y-yeah, I guess so! I just... I couldn’t stop thinking about how nice it was talking to you today. You’re, like, really easy to talk to. And, uh..." He hesitated again, and you could feel the shift in his tone, his vulnerability coming through.

"You’re really pretty, too. That’s... part of it. You’ve got this energy, you know? It’s just... it feels good to be around you. So I figured I’d take a chance."

Your heart skipped a beat at his words, and you felt a wave of warmth spread through you. You teased him again, just lightly. "Oh really? Well, you’re not too bad yourself. I’ve gotta say, you did look pretty good today with the sun shining over you like that."

'I wanted to bite your lips when you smiled.'

There was a bashful laugh on the other end of the line. "You think so? I felt so nervous talking to you, I thought I might trip over my own words."

"Well, you did great," you replied softly, feeling your own nerves start to settle. Talking to him was surprisingly easy, despite how flustered you both were.

You thought back to the way he had smiled earlier, how his eyes crinkled in the most charming way when he looked down at Eri, and how, for a moment, you'd feel a little flutter of nerves yourself. Thank God for Eri being there to smooth over the tension. You found yourself wishing you had asked him for a hug before he left.

'No,no,no, that would be weird! AGH!'

As you lay there now, hugging your pillow, your mind wandered back to how close he’d stood to you, and that same flutter of nerves returned. You dropped the pillow from your face and sat up, grinning like a kid. Your heart was still racing, but this time it was all excitement.

“Can’t wait,” you whispered to yourself, the smile lingering on your lips as you hopped out of bed to get ready for tomorrow’s ‘play date’—if that’s what you could even call it. 

You had a gut feeling it would be more than just that.~

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Jealousy | Izuku Midoriya

pairing: izuku Midoriya x fem reader

summary: Izuku was never a jealous man but when he starts to hear certain comments, he can't help that feeling that wells up from deep in his chest.

warnings: not sure, I'm more asleep than awake. Maybe a bit of Mirio yandere.

wc: +3.8k

a/n. English is not my first lenguage.

y/h/n: your hero name.

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You and Izuku started dating when you finished school. Both became professional heroes and their relationship flowed wonderfully.

Izuku would have loved for you to work at his agency but you mentioned that you didn't want the relationship to interfere with your work so somehow, you ended up working alongside Mirio Togata. Better known as Lemillion.

Deku was very happy for you. Mirio was a great hero and he trusted him to watch your back during missions.

It was like that for four years. Izuku had been thinking of proposing to you but he still couldn't find the perfect ring and he was so meticulous and perfectionist that he was also looking for the right place and time.

However, one day an email arrived on his laptop. It did not say who the sender was but the content of the email was a link to a blog.

He normally would ignore such emails but there was something that made him uneasy. Before the link there was a short message that said: it seems that very soon you could lose your girlfriend.

He started the blog, it was kind of like a superhero gossip page. Izuku had heard of that blog, although there were many, this one in particular was very famous.

Everyone knew that you and Deku were a couple and in a stable relationship. Even the Marketing guys loved their relationship. A single photo of the two of you generated many sales, not to mention the interviews.

But then, why was Mirio holding you by the waist like that while greeting the cameras with big smiles? Why did you hug the man's hip and rest your head on his chest with a big smile? Why?

He read the entire note. The blog mentioned something about how they had saved some children from an elementary school that was on fire.

It's true, they both looked tired and you seemed a bit more hurt than Mirio. Surely he was just holding you, but you didn't want to worry the children who admired you and that's why you smiled despite the pain.

But there was also another photo below. One where Mirio carried you in his arms and you hugged him by the neck.

At the end of the note it said something that he didn't like at all.

“We can see the two heroes very close, they even seem like a perfect couple. Could it be that the heroine y/h/n has left Deku to be with Lemillion? Please turn on page notifications to receive all our updates”

The note had been published a little less than half an hour ago.

Deku slammed his laptop shut with such force that he must have broken it. Immediately he took his phone and looked for your contact in the messages, but before he could send you the message, a call from you came in.

He answered immediately.

"Hello bunny" Deku greeted. He never minded showing affection to you in public and he knew that you had blushed. You always did.

“Hello honey” you sounded a bit strange “I'm sorry, I just wanted to let you know that I got hurt today and I'm in the hospital. But don't worry, the doctor will come in a moment and besides, I'm with Mirio"

He frowned. He was always going to worry about your health even if you only broke a nail.

“Was it because of the elementary school thing?” He asked you.

“Um… yes. The school was falling down and there were still children inside. I ran in to get a child out but a piece of roof hurt my leg. I guess I wasn't fast enough."

"I understand. I'll go right away"

"No!" Deku was confused by your sudden yell, he had already stood up but dropped into his seat. You've never yelled at him, not even when you were fighting, “I know you're busy, honey, and I don't want to bother you. How about you pick up some food on your way back home and the two of us have dinner together?”

He sighed in relief.

“Of course, bunny. I'll bring your favorite” he heard you release a giggle.

"Here you go, sweetheart" Deku heard on the other end of the line. Did he hear right? Mirio called you sweetheart? Since when did he do that and why hadn't you told him?

“Oh, thank you very much Mirio. It's just what I needed” you had answered. You had obviously moved the phone away a bit, but he heard clearly.

"Oh, is that Midoriya?" He heard him ask you, but his tone seemed displeased though he couldn't be sure. Maybe he was just tired.

"Yes"

"Say hello from me"

"Mirio says hello" Deku heard you again loud and clear on the speaker "so, I'll see you later. Okay?"

It took him a moment to react.

"Okay, bunny"

What the hell was that feeling that sprouted from her chest? He had never felt this way before. Something like anger and sadness combined.

He sighed tired. He had to return to his work to leave early and go get food for dinner. But right now he needed a new computer.

Deku discovered that you were doing great and that night you didn't seem to have any trouble walking. But what did bother him was that you mentioned that Mirio took you to the house. Not that he hadn't done it before, but this time he annoyed him a little.

He himself would have picked you up at the hospital but an emergency arose and he was unable to leave the office earlier than planned.

But that night you covered him with kisses and you fell asleep in his arms. Everything was fine, they were pure silly ideas that his mind created.

However, that little thorn did not disappear. He began to notice how close you and Mirio seemed to be. The way he made you laugh out of nowhere and how comfortable you seemed to be around him.

He also noticed that it was Mirio who was always approaching you. His big hands were looking for a way to be on your body. Touches here and there, barely noticeable to others. But there they were. Mirio even dared to tuck a lock of hair behind your ear from time to time.

He discovered that that feeling was jealousy. Iida and Uraraka had to explain it to him one afternoon when their paths crossed after a team mission. Deku told them a bit about how he had felt since that incident in elementary school and they did their best to advise his best friend.

“Don't worry Deku” Uraraka told him “y/n loves you very much and she wouldn't be able to do this to you. Maybe it's just a misunderstanding and you should talk to her about how you feel."

"I agree" continued Iida "besides, Togata is a good guy and he knows that you and he are a couple. They are just good friends, plus they work together. It's normal for them to be so close."

That lifted Izuku's spirits. It was true, there was no way you could fool him. Right?

Soon came December 24. They had organized a Christmas gala for all the professional heroes. And of course, the number one hero, Deku, could not be missing.

Normally they would spend Christmas with Izuku's mother and New Years with your family, but this year they decided to try something new and they both agreed to attend the gala.

But in the last week you've been acting really weird. You fell asleep before Izuku got home even though you always expected it. It took you a long time to answer his messages and when you did, they were curt responses.

Also, you no longer filled his face with kisses in the morning. He was trying to get closer to you, but you seemed to be getting further and further away.

What was happening? It wasn't very easy for Izuku to talk about his feelings, he felt that he was a burden to others and although you always listened to him, this time he couldn't find the right words.

"You help me?" Izuku snapped back to reality when he heard your sweet voice.

You were turning your back on him and he understood that you were asking for his help to zip up your dress. That dress made you look beautiful. The fabric adjusted perfectly to each one of your curves and highlighted that cute ass you had. I was dying for the whole world to see you holding his arm. He always liked to show you off and show everyone that you belonged only to him.

Izuku moved closer to you, placing his big hands on your waist and then leaned down a bit to place a kiss on your back. Then another kiss and one more.

"Izu, we'll be late" you reminded him. But the feel of his lips against your skin was just intoxicating.

“Maybe we shouldn't go” he broke away just a little “maybe we can stay here. You and me alone” he caressed your bare skin, you always liked his big warm hands.

You actually liked the idea, but there were a lot of people waiting for them at the gala. Mainly Deku. They had already announced his presence and many reporters would be disappointed if they didn't see him.

"Izu, you know they'll kill us if we don't go"

"Fine" he gave up sadly. Leaving a kiss on your neck.

He moved away from you a bit and zipped up, even though most of your back was visible. You turned around to face him.

"Thank you, honey" you left a quick kiss on his lips before continuing to fix yourself.

Two hours later, they were both at the party. There were quite a few heroes everywhere and a lot of photographers and reporters trying to get an interview or a good photo.

You were hugging Izuku's arm as they walked down the pretty red carpet that would lead them to the building. As soon as they noticed the presence of the number one hero, the cameras turned to you urgently.

Many yelled at them to turn around. Photographers and reporters wanted more of Izuku's attention.

"Hero, Deku" a reporter called out to him and you and Izuku approached her. He was supposed to be nice and give some interviews. Also, that girl was small and seemed very nervous. She was probably new to this whole interview thing.

Izuku was always very nice and it was very rare for him to refuse a photo, an autograph or an interview. Only if he was someone trying to be rude, would he refuse. Otherwise, he would spend hours pleasing his fans.

Fortunately, it was only ten minutes and they both kept walking. Stopping from time to time to have some photos taken. The flash started to hurt your eyes and Deku noticed it immediately so he hurried inside the building where there were no more photographers to bother you.

You smiled at him in thanks as you placed a kiss on his cheeks.

Izuku kept one of his hands in his pants pocket, right where he kept the box that contained the engagement ring that he wanted to give you. He had been carrying it for two weeks. His other hand clung tightly to your waist as they walk across the room and greet his acquaintances.

Only fifteen minutes have passed when Izuku feels you separate from him. You've never done it before, you always tell him first if you want to go to the bathroom or want a new drink, you don't walk away and that's it.

Then he saw that Mirio was coming towards you. Izuku noticed the way your face lit up for a moment when you saw it. He felt his heart break very slowly and painfully.

“Hello guys” greeted Mirio with a beaming smile “wow, y/n, you look gorgeous. And look, your dress is the same color as my tie. As if we were combined” Mirio's voice is enthusiastic. Izuku saw his own tie, it was also the same color as your dress, you yourself had given him that tie for that day.

Deku gagged but tried to smile instead. It was a very awkward smile though.

"Hey, Togata" Izuku calls him "can we talk for a moment alone?"

You looked at your boyfriend curiously.

"Of course, Midoriya" Mirio hugs him by the shoulders.

“I'll be near the snack table,” you advise as both men walk away.

Once Izuku and Mirio are out of the room in a lonely hallway with no prying eyes, Izuku gathers the courage he needs to face Mirio.

"I... I've noticed lately that you and y/n seem much closer."

"Well, I guess" Mirio let out a giggle "we're co-workers and we're also friends"

"The problem" Izuku almost yelled "is that I think… I would like to know. Are you in love with her?"

He was direct but his eyes remained squeezed shut as he clenched his fists.

"Yes" he clearly heard the man's answer "I'm in love with her and I'm also trying to take her away from you"

Izuku's eyes widened in surprise. He noticed that Mirio's eyes seemed darker and scarier. He had never seen it that way.

"What? Why?"

“Well… it's simple if you think about it. You always get everything you want, Midoriya. Everything. And I'm jealous. You stole my number one spot, I was meant to be number one, not you” he was silent for a moment before continuing “y/n is pretty, kind, smart, strong and you don't deserve her. She needs someone better. To someone like me. I want her"

Deku was in complete shock. He really didn't expect such sincerity.

Mirio turned to leave, Izuku unable to move for a long moment. Staring at the ground and clenching his fists tightly from the fury that flooded his veins.

Although in feeling he was rather similar to sadness.

With firm steps he returned to the party where he searched for you with his eyes and quickly found you next to Mirio. The blond man was very close, flirting with you very shamelessly. Although in the eyes of others, Mirio was just being nice. As always.

Izuku moved to your side, sliding a hand down your back and then down your waist to pull you to him. You looked at him curiously.

"Is everything alright, Izu?"

“Perfect, bunny. Can you come with me for a moment?"

"Of course, honey"

You quickly looked at Mirio with a smile to say goodbye to him. Mirio smiled at you too but as soon as you turned around, he tried to kill Izuku with his eyes. However, he preferred not to interfere at that moment, he knew perfectly well that now he had you around his little finger and as soon as he asked you to leave Izuku, that's what you would do.

For years he was brainwashing you, praising you and casting doubt on your relationship. He discovered everything you liked and everything you didn't. What made you happy and what made you sad. He knew all your friends and the names of all your relatives. There was nothing Mirio didn't know about you. He showered you with gifts and small things. He would bring you your favorite coffee every morning and to your favorite restaurant for dinner.

Everything was going as planned. He even tracked down that girl who posted hero gossip and paid her a generous amount of money to start the rumor that you and him were having an affair.

It was only a matter of time before things between you and Deku ended. And so Mirio would have you for himself.

Izuku took you to a clear corridor, the building was quite big so it wasn't difficult to find a solitary and beautiful place. The green haired man took your hands in his very gently, as if he was afraid of hurting you in some way. Although he had never done it.

It might look like a pretty funny and adorable scene, Izuku was probably the strongest man in the world but he treated you with such finesse it was almost unreal. But also very cute.

He looked sad and confused, you didn't understand what was wrong but it was clear something was wrong from the way he frowned at him very deeply.

"Izu?" You called out to him and he looked at you with teary eyes.

"You still love me?" he asked suddenly. You didn't understand where that question was coming from but it was obvious that someone had said something to him to make him feel insecure.

Or was it something you said yourself?

You approached him, letting go of his hands and instead of him you gently took his cheeks. He appreciated the gesture.

"What is that question about?"

He shook his head, he didn't want to say what he thought but at this point, being honest was probably his best option.

“I've noticed… I've noticed that you're closer to Togata. I know they are very good friends but I don't really like how close they have become. I feel like you've left me aside and maybe... maybe you don't want to be with me anymore. I would understand perfectly… well, not really. But I want you to always be very happy and if that means you don't want to be by my side…” you silenced him with a kiss.

"I love you more than anything in the world, Izuku" you told him with total sincerity "I don't love anyone but you. Also… I know I've been a bit distant lately but it's because… well…” you looked at the ground.

"What is it, bunny?" He encouraged you to continue and they exchanged positions, this time it was Izuku who held your cheeks and your hands remained on his hips.

“I had been having some ailments” you explained “and at first I thought maybe it was a cold or something related to some mission but a few days ago I went to the doctor because I felt very dizzy. And well… she said that I’m pregnant” your cheeks turned red. You were very happy but you couldn't be sure if Izuku would be too.

They had never had a serious conversation about having children. Deku was at the height of his career and maybe having children wasn't part of his plans right now. You did want it, no matter what. Even if Izuku didn't want it, you would have your baby.

But something happened that you wouldn't have expected in a million years.

Izuku knelt down and showed you a beautiful ring. His eyes shone with tears and something else. Something akin to happiness and longing.

"Marry me please"

You looked at him stunned. Was this real? Was Izuku really asking you to marry him? Tears welled up in your eyes, you couldn't describe the happiness that was suddenly surrounding you. Maybe it was the pregnant woman who gave you strong emotions.

"Of course I do" you finally answered.

Izuku smirked and slid the ring onto your finger. Immediately he stood up to kiss your lips and give you a hug. He would have loved to press you hard against his body but he had to be very careful from now on. Even more careful than he already was.

It was after forty minutes (when Izuku stopped crying with happiness), that they both held hands and returned to the party.

The photographers found you in less than a minute, they had been looking for Izuku and no one missed his big dazzling smile and slightly puffy eyes.

In the same way, he did not separate his hand from your waist at any time and you very covertly showed your engagement ring. At that moment no one noticed but you knew that the next day the world would be in chaos when someone noticed the ring around your finger that was not there at the beginning of the night.

Izuku's fans were quite intense and used to notice the little details of the number one hero. What included you. Of course you also had your fans but they were few compared to Izuku's.

The rest of the party was very easy going and fun. Mirio didn't approach you but he saw him talking with Tamaki and Kirishima.

At half past four in the morning, the two were in Izuku's car heading to his home. They both put on their pijamas and prepare to sleep.

They both lay on the bed and you settled into Izuku's chest while he caressed your skin. It didn't take long for you to fall asleep but Izuku kept his eyes open while continuing to make those soft caresses.

He heard his phone ring and, very careful not to disturb you, he reached over to take it. He smiled a little noting that there were a bunch of fan page notifications of him breaking the news or rather, speculating about your engagement ring.

At the beginning of the night you were not wearing it and there were thousands of photos focusing on your hands. Then there were thousands of other photos of your hand with that pretty ring on your ring finger.

One of the pages even showed the price of the ring, which in fact cost a fortune. But that didn't matter to Izuku. He loved to spend his little fortune on you.

There were many pages and photos that were already beginning to talk about the possible marriage between you and Izuku. And they were anxious for an official announcement.

Izuku opened his Instagram and quickly posted a picture of you, showing off the ring on your ring finger. The description said: she said yes.

Izuku turned off his phone so he wouldn't hear the notifications for the rest of the morning and left it on the nightstand. Right away he left a kiss on your head and caressed your cheek.

“Now you will never leave me” he murmured in the dark “you are mine and mine alone. And no one can ever separate us” he placed another kiss on your forehead and finally closed his eyes.

Of course. Getting you pregnant was his first plan, but since you hadn't given him any news and you didn't seem to have normal pregnancy changes, he decided to advance his marriage proposal. But he was pleasantly surprised when you finally told him you were expecting a baby. Everything was going according to plan. Even better.

He could only imagine how upset Mirio would be at that moment. He could never take you away from him.

You belonged to Izuku and no one else.

↬ written by Novaawayne

[animeprincessforever]

Tamaki X Pregnant Reader

Slight angst baby but with happy ending, short story

You and Tamaki have been together for 2 years thanks to Neijire and  Mirio's help. However little did you know a suprise pregnancy just might mess it up.

You were in the bathroom startled, scared, anxious, and stunned starring at the stick with 2 lines. "How could this happen? I have to tell Tamaki! But will he be happy? Or will he be mad?" (Y/n) thought. So she decided to call him and asked if they could meet up at a park. Whe Tamaki got there he gave you a hug and kiss. "Bunny, is everything okay? You sounded anxious on the phone." he said. (Y/n) took a deep breath and said "well... I'm pregnant! Isn't that wonderful?" Tamaki had a stunned look on his face and replied "uh... I-I-I-I don't k-know about t-this. I mean w-what about being a h-hero? Wouldn't t-t-that g-get in the way?" Tears fell down your face as you yelled "HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT?!?! You know what? FORGET IT WE DON'T NEED YOU!" And with that you left heart broken.

5 years later...

Life has treated you well you have a baby boy named Shu who resembled Tamaki in every way starting with the shy smile, the ears, plus Tamaki's hair, and his personality. Recently you've gotten a call from Neijire asking if you could come over. You said yes and with that you grabbed Shu and started the drive. When you arrived Neijire looked at Shu with wide eyes "OMG! Is that Tama-" before she could finish you covered her mouth and gave her a nod. Shu tugged on your shirt and said "mama I need to go potty" Neijire said for him to use the one upstairs cause the one downstairs was broken. With that Shu went upstairs to use the bathroom.

Neijirie then said "Oh. My. Gosh! I never knew you and Tamaki had an adorable baby!" You gave a sad smile and explained everything. With Neijire gave you a hug and said "I am pretty sure he regrets it cause after the break up he never was the same. He talked less. And me and Mirio had to force him to eat."  (Y/n) gave a sad smile and said "part of me still loves him despite of what happened. I mean every time I look at Shu I see him. And when we watch the news Shu will say how great Suneater is and that he wants to be a hero like him. I wish I could talk to him again b-" "I AM SO HAPPY YOU SAID THAT (Y/N)! Cause I invited him and Mirio over!" "WHAT?!?! I didn't mean right now!"

When all of that was going on Shu was walking down the stairs. However he missed a step making a yelp as you and Neijire watched in horror. However before he fell a tentacle flew out of no where and stopped him from falling down the stairs. Your eyes widen as you saw Tamaki. 5 years. It's been 5 years since you've seen him. As Shu was loured to the floor he sprinted into your arms and said "MAMA! That was so scary! But that guy saved me. He just like my favorite hero Suneater!" You smiled and said "ya... uh we gotta go baby" "okay mama"

"Um. Thanks Tamaki" you mumbled as you rushed out the door holding Shu close. As you walked of Tamaki went after you and wrapped a tentacle around you. You looked back and you both had tears falling down your faces. Tamkai was the first to speak "(Y-y/n) I am s-o s-sorry I thought I-I-I had everything I w-wanted but I didn't. I n-need you. And our son. I know what I did was wrong and I am sorry I-" before he could finish you went into a hug and cried leaving Shu confused. "I lobe you Tamaki! And I forgive you I want you back in my life and I want you here for Shu."

"M-mama who is he?"

"This is your father" (y/n) said giving Shu a smile. With that Shu gasped as he couldn't believe what his mother said.

Few Years Later...

You and Tamaki where now married and back in love after going to couples therapy to keep things happy. As some more time went on you had a baby girl named Ema who looked like you but with Tamaki's ears.

Thanks so much for reading! Please check out my other stories! I also will take requests

[lilacleopardess]

Stress Relief

Tamaki x (afab) reader

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

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

"Welcome home darling".

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

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

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

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

"Your bath is ready darling."

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

"Bunny!?" He exclaims.

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

"Y-you-your shirt".

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Like what you see"?

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

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

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

"Use your words bunny".

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

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

Seeing this, he releases you softly patting your head.

"That's my good girl".

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

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

He quirks an eyebrow at the gesture but says nothing

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"what are you doing?"

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

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

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

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

"Comfy?"

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

You giggle catching his attention,

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

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

"Now close your eyes its time to rinse".

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

"What about you bunny"?

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

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

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

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

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

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

"my turn to make you feel good bunny".

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Bunny!"

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

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

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

"Bunnnnyyyy",

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

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

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

You pout shaking your head no. He sighs,

"what if I dry your hair for you"?

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

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

"My bunny is so needy".

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

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

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

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

"Goodnight Bunny I love you sweet dreams".

You hum sleepily,

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

[firerose18991]

Lonely Bunny

MINORS DNI!!!

Mirio Togata x Bunnygirl! Reader

Summary: Mirio is unknowingly a bad pet owner and suffers the consequences.

A/N: College/pro hero Mirio. Part of a collab I entered by @fuwushiguro @taijuwu and @twicesangel hybrid collab masterlist.

Info: neglect and comfort, SMUT, fingering, unprotected sex, pet names(bunny, bunbun)

WC: 1,845

Mirio was in his cramped bedroom studying for the final lengths of college on top of that had to manage his budding career as a pro hero after highschool. His roommate had taken an opportunity outside of the country to gain experience in different parts of the world as a hero. It was great as it meant the shared apartment was still covered and he had all the room to himself. The only problem was the pet hybrid they left behind. A cute bunny.

Mirio was fine living with the pet but hadn’t expected to become a full time caretaker on top of that. You were fairly self sufficient likely because his roommate wasn’t an exceptional owner. But neither was Mirio.For the first few months during the semester Mirio simply fed you throughout the day. You'd have the occasional walk in the neighborhood and were left to your devices for the rest of the time. At the end of the semester Mirio had warmed up to you a good amount. After his work and classes he would spend time with you, watching shows or throwing your favorite toys, until you curled up on his chest for the night.

More recently though his poor bunny wouldn’t even approach him. He had only taken small notice of this yesterday, when you refused to eat her dinner but he had to sleep for the next day and couldn’t dwell on the matter too long. He got up the next day and headed straight to his last final of the semester not knowing he would return to his apartment completely torn apart in the evening.

At first when he arrived he searched for signs of a break in making sure the bunny was also still in the house. Then he found you curled up in his closet with a t-shirt of his you had shredded in her hands. He knew exactly who the culprit was.

He saw red. Only for a moment, he didn't raise his voice, he took a deep breath and sat on the floor across from you. You noticed him upon his exhale and pushed yourself deeper into the closet.

“Y/N. Come over here please.” he tried his best to be non threatening. He just couldn’t believe such a sweet bunny could destroy a whole apartment in 4 hours.

You crawled out after a few minutes of quiet. As you got closer Mirio beckoned you into his arms. He held you for a bit.

“Tell me what happened today.” After getting no response from you he thought about calling a vet, to make sure you weren’t sick.

Mirio left the room to get his phone but was interrupted by a call from Amijiki. He answered.

“Hello, Mirio” .

“Hey Amijiki, how's it going?” He was relieved to hear a familiar voice.

“I'm going to be in your area tomorrow and want to patrol alongside you if you have the time.”

“Oh I…I don’t know if I can. I have this thing…Do you know anything about bunny hybrids?” Mirio could only think about helping you for the time being even if that meant calling out from his agency for the first time.

“Is there something wrong with your friend's pet?” Tamaki had already met the cute bunny girl prior to Mirio’s roommate leaving, but had no idea she was left in his care.

“Yeah, she tore up the place today. I have no idea why.” He sighed through the call.

“They’re pretty high maintenance pets. They require a lot of time from their owners for cleaning, you have to keep them busy, and they get lonely so people usually buy them in pairs if they work outside the home. Honestly your roommate is a bit dense for getting something they can’t take care of.” Tamaki said bluntly.

“Heh, well I’ve been taking care of her for a few weeks alone.”

Mirio felt embarrassed and almost certain that they had no idea how to properly take care of a bunny hybrid before this.

“Well what do you do to calm her down?" Tamaki had fostered pet hybrids before and was prepared with the basic care regimen for any hybrid.

"Uh I let her run around till she's tired most days."

"That explains why she trashed the place." Amijiki said lowly (lower than usual) before continuing. "You should work on some engaging relaxation techniques."

"Like T.V." Miro perked with his suggestion.

"No, that might be the worst thing to do. You can try cooking, bathing, or pleasure. Basically things you would do anyway."

Mirio thought for a second.

"Wait, I'm supposed to be bathing and pleasuring her? She does that stuff herself". It'd be impossible to not know how much bunny hybrids enjoy indulging their carnal instincts. But Mirio had assumed it was a personal experience for them.

"After all the time she's been with you it's impossible she wouldn't try to initiate if you didn't." Tamaki said, doubtful a bunny hybrid or all things could go months without an orgasm.

"Well she touches herself in front of me but I just assumed that she didn't understand privacy and left her alone…hello?" Mirio had gotten nothing but silence on his end of the phone. Tamaki was too busy pinching back the stupidity induced headache from Mirio.

"Well then that's something you should start with. And be thankful she didn't aim any of that anger at you. Bunny hybrids can be aggressive if motivated." And Mirio sure did give the poor thing a good reason. Tamiki hung up the phone before he was dragged any further into Mirios' mess, also deciding to delay his trip to his city till next week.

Now that Mirio had a plan of action all he needed to do was execute. It wouldn't be too hard, like a one night stand with a human girl and he didn't even need to flirt with her all night. So why was he so nervous? You weren't some innocent bunny, he'd seen you get up to all kinds of "activities" before he'd politely excuse himself.

In helping there was always the possibility he could make the situation worse. He peeked into the room to see your floppy ears drooped around your face and did his best to walk into the room seemingly knowing how to help. He scooped your body up and brought you to his bed. You didn't sniff about his collar or peck little kisses on him like usual. Mirio couldn't believe he let you get to this state.

He pulled you chin up from, where you buried your face on him and pressed his lips into yours tenderly. Your little cotton tail twitched up in curiosity. You were always so obedient for him, he didn't even know how lucky he was until now.

As he kissed your pillow soft lips and ran his hands up your sides cupping your breasts ever so often. His hands tracked down your body and nudged your clothed pussy. He began to lift your light slip-on dress off your body. You were eager and he didn't want to keep you waiting.

Your lips only separated when he pulled the dress over your head. One of Mirios large hands cupped your breast and his thumbs grazed your nipple.

“Do you like this?” he watched you squirm as he pinched a nipple. You nodded, your little cottontail bounced everytime his thumbs brushed against your sensitive bud.

Mirio was pleasantly surprised when you grinded down on his lap, leaving behind a small damp spot on his pants.

“I'm gonna take good care of you.” Mirio breathed into your neck, applying more pressure to your clit.

You straightened up from the shots of arousal running up your spine , tightening your eager hole around nothing. You grinded back down into Mirio's hand. He finally decided to slip your panties down your legs. He got a full view of the gorgeous mess of slick surrounding your twitching hole. Mirio inserted two fingers into your warm hole, his eyes watched happily as you sucked his fingers further inside each time he moved them.

You squealed from the long awaited comfort. He curled his fingers against your walls and your toes curled against the cool fabric of the bed. Mirio laid you back on the bed fully and began shifting his sweats down to free his dick. He stroked himself while leaning up to trail sloppy kisses down your neck and chest. You bucked your hips ever so often to gain friction against the fingers inside you. He lifted your hips to position his head with your pussy.

“Don’t move too much or I won’t be able to help you.” Mirio tried to steady your squirming body.

Finally he lined himself up and sank in perfectly. You let out a drawn out moan as you were filled by his full length. The girth of him caused you to twitch as he pushed deeper into you, feeling just how fulfilling the stretch of your pussy was. Mirio groaned each time you experimented with the feeling. Tightening your walls at different points of his strokes, making it almost impossible to not cum inside right then.

“C'mon bunny cum for me" He urged once he had found a comfortable pace for himself.

You grinded your hips up against his dick to hit the sensitive points primed by Mirio's fingers. This coupled with you twitching around his dick. You whined with each of your movements and balled your hands into Mirio’s shirt. Mirio hissed from the sensations, he was determined to let you finish all over his dick.

"So fuckung wet.". Mirio rasped as he grinded in time with you.

Your warm squishy cunt was sloppy after a few grinds and soft squelching emerged from your collective movements. The moans you let out drove Mario insane, he felt himself strain inside your velvet walls

"Miri…" you released his shirt to hold his hand. Your hips started to feel weak but you weren't at your release yet.

"Lemme take over." He brought you hands down from his shoulders and leaned back to push himself impossibly deeper. You whimpered when he pulled your hips up to meet his.

Strings of pleasure connected the two of you when he pulled out. He brought you back down slowly into a position he could grind up into you

"This is how you like it?" Mirio gave an experimental bump. You tightened deliciously around him.

"That!" you squeaked breathlessly.

He continued to crush his body against yours, rubbing against your clit with each push against you. Your little bunny brain was a fried babbling mess when you met your release. Mirio kept you full until you came down from your high.

"That was so good bunny" Mario mused at the little puddle on his chest

"Sorry" you sniffed through your aftershocks still seated on Mirios dick.

"There's nothing to apologize for, bunny. We'll clean up tomorrow."

-The End💙

Firerose

partake of the harvest, they won't ripen again till next season😳

[writingbakery]

Anything Mirio or Deku...please....

but emmy my love .... why not both ?

“absolutely not, [y/n] is not going on a date with you—“

“and you think i’ll let them go on a date with you? fat chance, midoriya. i respect you as a classmate, but—“

“respect me? what’s that supposed to mean, you think you’re better than me or something?”

“well if the boot fits—“

“if the boot— you motherfu-“

back and forth, over & over until your head was spinning. they’d been at it for almost an hour, the two usually civil pro heroes showing up at your door at the same time — and bearing courting gifts.

you’d never seen mirio so stern, or izuku so angry; it was almost a little funny, how they puffed up their chests & pushed fingers in each other’s faces. at least it would be, if the crackling of their quirks wasn’t overpowering the sunny afternoon.

“boys !” you finally shout when the finger pointing turns to shoving, rushing to stand between them with a hand on either chest. “can you just please, calm down ?”

that seemed to calm them, at least momentarily; izuku’s teddy bear present was singed, & mirio’s flowers were a bent wreck. you take a deep breath to steady yourself, still a little surprised you got yourself into this situation; how on earth were you gonna get out of it?

“i think you’re both very sweet, but shouldn’t... i be the one who chooses? i am my own person, you know,” you say a little exasperatedly, & they both perk up immediately.

uh oh.

“you’re right! we’ll both just have to prove who’s the better boyfriend — not that it’ll be difficult,” izuku snipes, & mirio rolls his eyes.

“well there’s one thing we can agree on. this’ll be a piece of cake, won’t it [y/n]?” mirio retorts, giving you his most winning smile — and ignoring izuku’s razor sharp glare.

“i’ll pick you up at seven!”

“not if i pick them up at six.”

“i swear to god, i will f—“

here we go again.

[treveonwest]

Sims 4 mha part 5 Love song Todobaku

Kirishima) wow or stage is awesome how did you do this Mirio __________ Mirio) I know a guy

Kirishima) are you alright bakubro you look a little nervous ____________ Bakugou) well the song we're singing day is how I'm confessing my love to Todoroki

Denki) awww someone's turning into a big softie

Bakugou) *grabs arm* do I need to beat you up again!!! __________ Denki) please don't my balls still hurt

Kirishima) hey some of are friends are coming

Deku) Hey Kachan I heard what your doing so I'm here for moral support _______ Bakugou) Thanks dork I think I'll need it

Todoroki) midoriya why did you make come here I don't think bakugou will want me here ___________ Deku) yeah I wouldn't be so sure of that just wait

Bakugou) okay everyone thank you for coming this is a special song that I wrote and it's for Shoto Todoroki ___________ Todoroki) ..........???? What's he talking about

Deku) good job Kachan ______ Bakugou) thanks deku

Bakugou) well icyhot I mean todoroki what do you say will you be mine ___________ Todoroki) *Blushes* yes a thousand times yes _________

Todoroki) wow you're a good kisser __________ Bakugou) thanks you're not so bad yourself   

                                 {After they went home}

Todoroki) I really like your room __________ Bakugou) thanks _________ Todoroki) why do we want me in here again _________ Bakugou) so I could do this.....

Bakugou) are you allright you look a little scared __________ Todoroki) it's just that I've never done this before

Todoroki) its my first time........

___________

Bakugou) don't worry it's mine too I'll be gentle __________ Todoroki) thank you........

                                 {After thare first time}

Bakugou) wow now I know I'm good at anything even sex ____________ Todoroki) umm well I'm not dining that __________ Bakugou) *giggles* thanks bunny ________ Todoroki) why did you just call me bunny ___________ Bakugou) cuz you remind me of a cute fat assed bunny ________________ Todoroki) *Blushes* M-my butts not that big ____________ Bakugou) ya what ever lets not also forget you called me daddy 3 times

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Todoroki) *Blushes* s-shut up

                                            {The End}

[shootingstarbea]

‪Can’t draw anything worth shit at the moment, but I found a cute bunny picrew. ‬

‪Decided to marry bunny Mirio. ‬

‪Welcome to our bunny wedding. ☺️🎉🎊🎉 ‬

‪I edited the hair, the cape, rose, blush, eyes, added some accessories, and petals. ‬

https://picrew.me/image_maker/277578

[hitoshiyoshi]

bunnies can moo? | amajiki tamaki

synopsis ↬ mirio's bunny tamaki needs help with his heat

warnings ↬ hybrids, reader is a cow!hybrid, tamaki is a bunny!hybrid, nejire is the reader's owner, mirio is tamaki's owner, mirio and nejire are both pro-heroes, i made the reader chubby because fuck it why not, however some parts I might describe body shape vaguely, reader is literally treated like a pet, some nejire x reader but you can skip over that if you'd like, collars, thigh-riding, some mentions of insecurities, reader says 'moo' sometimes, reader is innocent and a bit dumb, breeding k-nk, or-l (receiving), unprotected s-x, milk but no milking, lactation(?), mentions of pregnancy but no actual pregnancy, a lot of c-mming scenes, just a disclaimer i know nothing about the heat cycles of bunnies and cows, all i know is what i googled, I'm sorry if this sounds crap or if there are typos, this exhausted me so much, let me know if I’ve missed anything :)

pairings ↬ bunny-hybrid!amajiki tamaki x cow-hybrid!fem!chubby!reader

word count ↬ 5.5k

fun fact ↬ did you know that bunny babies are called kits/kittens ? 🐰

Nejire anxiously ran her fingers through her hair as she listened intently to Mirio over the phone. Her eyebrows furrowed as she tried to fathom some of the nonsensical words that left his lips. When her turn to speak came, she stumbled over her words. Desperately trying to find coherent sentences as her feet tapped against the flooring of her apartment. Finally, piecing her string of words together, she said:

"This month's been the worst, Mirio," She tensed for a bit and exhaled before deciding to continue. "I feel so bad... There's nothing I can do to help her."

She peered behind and searched the room, trying to see if you were sneakingly eavesdropping on their conversation. She knew you all too well; whenever you realized how stressed she was, you would always try to cheer her up. In the worst situation, you would mirror her emotions. Nejire knew the last thing you needed right now was more stress. Mirio hummed in a concerned tone; he sympathized with her as he was enduring the same predicament.

"I know how you feel," Nejire calms briefly, at least she has someone that could understand her. "My Tamaki is going through the same problem." His throat hitched over the last word.

"I don't know what to do. She's been following me everywhere I go... I don't wanna be rude, it's not her fault," Nejire's palm rested on her forehead. As the seconds passed, she'd grown more upset.

Indeed, you had been attached to her hip since the very start of your torturous heat. Today was no exception; Nejire sat in the living room with her back facing you. Only a few feet away, you stood and listened in to her conversation. You hurried downstairs before she could see you, clear essence dripping down your bare and plump thighs. Earlier, you stripped out of your bottoms and panties; your skin felt so hot and icky, it was unbearable.

She was the only sense of relief you had. Your previous heats were manageable; the feeling of Nejire's skin against yours seemed to calm you enough. Yet, for the past few days, it's been different.

'Embarrassed' was the wrong word to describe how she felt during the start of your heat. It came so suddenly, the same day you two visited Taishiro and his bull, Kirishima. You kept grasping onto him, trying to coerce him into mounting you in the middle of Taishiro's office. Nejire quickly pulled you off before the redhead complied, and he certainly would have.

As you two were leaving, you must've caught the attention of another hybrid. This time, a blonde-haired hawk with the brightest crimson wings who wanted to approach you, before she shooed him away

At home, there was not much of an improvement. Somehow, traces of your wetness would leak from your cunt and drip onto nearly every fabric of the home. Nejire's already changed your bedsheets twice and cleaned the mess from the couch each time you sat. Always complaining that wearing clothes makes you feel "too sticky and warm!" whenever she would scold you.

"Just have some patience," Mirio coos over the phone. "I'm sure it'll be over soon. I've been busy trying to find Tamaki a new partner, but he doesn't like the ones I show him. I tried using toys once, but he hates them. He's gotten so stressed, won't even let me tend to him."

"Oh, poor Tamaki..."

"Yeah... You know, you could always try that with (Y/N). Using toys or finding her a mate. She's such a cute doll, it won't be hard."

"I don't know if a mate is a good idea... I'll consider using some toys on her, though. Maybe that will help..." Nejire pauses on the phone, staring out into space while in deep thought.

"Hmm... a mate?" Mirio chuckles to himself quietly before continuing. "My Tamaki really needs one right now. Why don't we kill two birds with one stone? C'mon, it'll be convenient for both of us..!"

"You mean... make them mates?" Nejire lets out a soft gasp at the thought, startling herself. "But—But they aren't the same... Is that even okay?"

"Don't stress over it. Different hybrids do it all the time," Mirio says, a little too confident and comfortable for Nejire's liking.

Hearing your whimpers behind her, Nejire turns to stare at you. Her eyes widen at your state: clutching the lower half of your body as your slick coats your inner thighs. You stared at Nejire with puppy eyes, expecting her to fix your problem. She already knew what your actions meant, as you two have been through this ordeal numerous times. She shifted in her seat on the couch, stuttering over her words to a confused Mirio.

"Oh—Oh, sorry! I gotta go. Let's talk more tomorrow, okay?" Nejire exchanges her 'goodbyes' with him and quickly hangs up. "What's the matter, babydoll? Pain?"

"Moo..." You say while nodding. Your heavy head soon falls, staring at the ground before Nejire's soft voice calls to you.

"C'mere," She pats a free space on her thighs and coaxes you to her.

You move, taking a few cautious steps toward the couch and stopping once you are in front of her. Still staring down, this time at her lap, your hold on your tummy eases for a bit. She pats her exposed thighs again and looks up at you, ready for you to sit. Nejire seems a bit saddened and confused when you remain still.

"You want me to sit?” You ask, to which she nods. “But— What if I’m too heavy?”

“Don’t say that, princess. You're perfect,” She holds your waist and ushers you to her lap, making you sit over one of her thighs while facing her.

Your hands instinctively more to wrap around her neck as Nejire beams at you with bright and welcoming eyes. "i know what you want," she coos once feeling your warmth pressing deeply into her thigh. Her hands move to lock around your hips, holding you still while gently rocking you against her skin. One of them moves to your upper back, caressing it while you nuzzle into her neck. The other grazed down to your ass, cupping your full flesh in her palms.

"Hah~..!" Mewling into her ear and rolling your hips softly into her thigh. Nejire smiled to herself as she helped to guide the movement of your body, not minding that her thigh was covered in your mess. Her thigh softly bucked upwards, pressing your swollen clit deeper and relishing at your needy whimpers.

"Did that feel good?" Neijire mumbles quietly yet loud enough for you to hear. You could only respond with a soft moan, rocking your hips back and forth into her skin for some relief. "Yeah? You're such a cutie,"

Her hand moved from your back to gently caress your swooshing tail. Stroking and tugging at it lightly, the way you always enjoyed it. With every pass along her thigh, a warmth pooled in your lower region. Walls twitching as you rubbed on her body, your dripping slick lubed up your cunt. Desperate for more friction, your hips quickened their pace with Nejire's firm hold aiding you.

Rutting your clit against her and panting, she recognized the familiar hitching of your voice. The same sounds she'd been hearing since morning. "gonna cum soon, doll?" She said, relishing in the sweet wet sounds of your pussy on her legs. Her knee bucked into you once more, making you quiver and gasp. Both hands returned to cup your ass as she coaxed your body nearer to a climax.

Feeling you twitch on her skin, she softly laughed to herself. Nejire knew what would happen next, she'd been studying your movements after every heat. Soon, you stilled in her hold before pressing yourself into her with your nails digging into her skin. You released one final moan before your muscles soon quivered along with the frequent flicking of your tail. Your warm juices gushed onto her skin as you panted onto her neck.

"You made a mess... Hmm, you came faster than last time too," She says, staring down at the glistening clear nectar coating her thigh.

"Oh no... 'm sorry," Whispering while clinging to her arms, you lifted yourself up to peer down with her.

"It's okay, don't worry. But hey," Nejire pinches your chubby cheeks, forcing you to look up at her. "Tomorrow, I have a surprise coming... It'll make you feel all better again."

"Really? A surprise?" She smiles brightly seeing your tail flick back and forth. "What is it..?"

"Ah, I can't tell you, or else that'll ruin the surprise..." Unfazed by your pouting lips, she gives you a light tap on the nose. She's not sure whether her plans will work, but still, Nejire decides to stay hopeful. "Now, let's clean up. We've gotta get to bed soon."

Nejire tries to untangle your bodies from each other, except your hands refuse to move. She sighs, not in the mood to deal with any defiance until she feels you nuzzle closer into her neck.

"What's the matter?" She asks but is only met with incoherent whispers and your needy touches. Finally, it clicks in her head.

"Ah, I see... Wanna go again?"

Nejire takes a step back from you, making you twirl while examining your attire. Releasing a pleased hum, she asks if you like the clothes. You nod along and stare at yourself in the full-body mirror. It wasn't the best, but certainly different from the usual style you wear on special occasions. She takes a pink and gold collar and wraps it around your neck; your name is carved into the leather. A small silver cowbell is attached at the center, ringing with every movement of your head.

You wore a white long-sleeve shirt paired with a denim overall dress that flows past your thighs, stopping at your knees. It's loose on certain parts of your body, letting you roam and move freely.

Nejire thought it would've been best to have you all dolled up and make you feel special for this big day. But with Mirio's advice, she decided to go for something simple. He said, "Tamaki won't care about what she has on, that's not what matters," in a tone that made her second-guess agreeing to this meeting.

"I really didn't want to do this, babydoll," She murmured anxiously but seems to regret it once she sees you become nervous as well.

She went out of her way to avoid it until there wasn't much left for her to do.

The same night as Nejire's first phone call with Mirio, she ordered some toys that she thought would be enough — mostly vibrators and dildos in different sizes. She even paid for ultra-fast delivery, making it arrive the next day. You watched as she unboxed each of the toys, presenting them to you as if it was Christmas Day. A bubbling excitement to try out your new gifts seemed to overtake you that night.

It went well, but only for a few minutes.

After helping you strip out of your stuffy clothes, she makes you lie down on your bed. Nejire held up two toys, both vibrators, and asks which is your favorite. They’re quite large; at least bigger than you expected, since Nejire mentioned something about wanting to “start off slow.”

One in the shape of a bullet and fully colored in magenta. While the other was a pastel pink wand with the image of a rabbit carved into its plastic covering. You pointed to the wand; she smiled at your choice and placed the other toy away. There wasn’t any particular reason why you chose it, you just liked how it looked.

Nejire nestled herself to your side before turning on the wand, hovering it over the hood of your clit. Pressing it into your sex on the lowest setting seemed to be enough; the pulsating head sent waves of pleasure through your core. She glides the wand across your folds as wet sputtering noises echoed through the walls.

She leaned downward, her hot mouth enveloped around your hardened nipple. Suckling at the bud and making your moans grow louder in your bedroom. Nejire swears she’s read something online about milking cow hybrids on their heat; it makes them feel so much better. It was only to help you and nothing else, she repeats to herself as the rich and sweet taste of your milk coats her tongue.

With your approving mewls, she pulls her head back and watches as your white liquid cascades down your breast and onto your duvet. Perhaps it was the feeling of her tongue darting against your bud, trying to lap up any milk that came out. Or the feeling of the wand on your swollen clit, making your hips buck upwards desperately. Soon, you felt it fast approaching; ready to unwind and release on the pastel head, more than just once that night.

Until your hands cling onto Nejire again. It’s not your fault, you just need to touch something… anything. To feel, kiss, and hold. You did just that. It must’ve caught her by surprise — your lips pressing a warm kiss into her neck as your hands groped her breast. Nejire pulled away in an instant, just before you could climax.

Nejire tries to convince herself that she’s not into cowgirl pussy. Or maybe she is — no, she isn’t… right? Well, maybe she could try just once. No. No. She isn’t. She’s made you cum all those times, sullying her perfectly clean panties when reminiscing. But she swears on her life, she isn’t.

She mutters a soft “sorry…” before hightailing out of the room, so fast you couldn’t reach out to her in time. Pulled apart with so much force as you watch her leave, visibly confused and slightly pissed.

Nejire grabs her phone, reluctantly yet anxiously dialing Mirio’s number. Praying that he answers soon, which he does. She takes a deep breath and says, “alright, fine… let’s do it tomorrow,” to which he laughs and agrees.

That’s how you two ended up here.

Standing by the front door and waiting for Mirio to arrive, Nejire caresses your horns and strokes your ears. She believes she's trying to relax you, but she seems to be the only one nervous. Her hands touch your collar and smooth out any wrinkles in your clothing. Leaning down, she whispers countless times about how beautiful you are. It wasn't unusual for her to give you compliments, but with each affirmation, she seems to calm down.

Nejire jumps at the sound of the doorbell, startled by the noise. She curses under her breath before holding your hand and guiding you to the front door. Her hands seem to tremble as she unlocks it, not even bothering to ask who's at the door. She already knows, they've arrived exactly on time.

When she opens the door, a tall blonde man appears — the brightest smile is plastered across his face. He greets Nejire with an upbeat voice and pulls her into an embrace, which she more than happily returns. His muscular arms flex through his tight long sleeve shirt, you almost miss it with his blinding smile.

As soon as they separate, his round doll-like eyes land on you. His hands move to his hips, in a superman stance. He arches his back, leaning lower until you two are face-to-face with each other.

"So, you must be (Y/N)," His large palm pats your head, stroking your ears rougher than Nejire. "Aren't you the cutest?"

"...Thank you," You sheepishly say to the man, who doesn't appreciate your shyness.

"Oh, c'mon..." He pinches your round cheeks softly, "Don't you remember me? Lemillion? Say it with me... the future's gonna be..?"

"Moo..?"

"...Grim!" He says, but you remain unfazed which makes him a little disappointed. "That's what you're supposed to say, but don't worry... it's me, Mirio! I guess it's been a while since the last time we saw each other.”

“Yeah, about a year,” Nejire says while caressing your shoulder. “I don’t think she still remembers… hopefully,”

“It was when we rescued her from that awful farm," Mirio’s face grimaces in disgust before he continues. “From those terrible owners… I can’t believe it’s been a year, it still feels like yesterday.”

"The vet said it wasn't a good idea to bring it up again, Mirio," Nejire frantically says, not wanting to discuss your bad memories. “She doesn’t— uh, we’re starting to move on from that…”

"She doesn't seem too bothered, right?" Mirio glances at you once more but continues speaking, obviously not caring about your input. "She was so sick when we found her and the others, it's a miracle she survived."

"Yeah..." Nejire mumbles with glossy eyes, you swear it looks like she's holding back tears.

"You know," Mirio's deep blue eyes lock with you again. "You should be thankful for Nejire. She helped nurse you back to health and took you in from the shelter. She raised you well! Just perfect for my precious Tamaki!"

Tamaki? You try and peer behind Mirio's frame to see another man with indigo hair standing with his body towards a wall. You can't see his face too well, his large bunny ears cover his reddening cheeks. He's almost as tall as Mirio but his hunching back makes him seem smaller than he actually is.

"Tamaki's still as shy as ever,"

"Sorry, he's been like that since we got here..." Mirio stares back to examine Tamaki who sinks further into himself once feeling all the eyes on him.

He proceeds to ramble about finding Tamaki on the same farm; injured and walking around, a few feet away from the cowshed where you stayed with the other cows. Your previous owner never let any of you outside to graze or play around, so you never saw Tamaki or anyone else. Mirio proclaims this to be fate, perhaps it is as your eyes are transfixed on the bunny.

The way his ears flop down into his face is so... adorable? It makes your heart swell at his actions. Tamaki feels the same way about you too, except it's a different "swelling" — the aroma of your lingering heat travels through his lungs and shoots to his length with every breath. Tightening in his sweatpants into a noticeable bulge that he can't hide anymore, and no one bothers mentioning. You only notice the cute twitching of his nose at the scent.

"Well, come inside," Nejire steps back away from the door to let Mirio in. He grasps Tamaki’s arm and tugs him inside. “I prepared everything just as you asked.”

She walks them to your bedroom and opens the door for Mirio to see. Your bed is neatly made and covered in a fresh pink duvet — specifically used for this occasion. Various toys are left out on a small table; Nejire thought it would be best to have them, just in case. Mirio only laughed and said you would never need to use it. She warned you not to touch them, luckily there was no need since she’d brought you to another orgasm only a few hours prior. Quenching whatever needs you had for a short time.

“It looks perfect,” Mirio takes a step inside, only to glance around the room. “You did better than I thought you would,”

“Really? Does the design look alright? Are the bedsheets too thin? Is the room too cold?” She spews questions at Mirio, just like her usual behavior but he only responds with a deep chuckle.

“You worry too much, Nejire… Now,” He turns to Tamaki who still has his face aimed towards the ground with no interest in looking. “Why don’t we get started? We have a playdate with Yagi’s bunny tonight.”

“I think Tamaki’s getting excited already,” Nejire laughs to herself before leading you into the room.

“Are you, boy?” He scratches the back of Tamaki’s ears, making them twitch in surprise while his feet thump on the ground. Mirio nudges him into your bedroom and turns to you while saying, “now, take care of my precious sun,”

Nejire gives you a warm smile; a visible hint of concern covers her face as she says, “come and call us if you need anything.” Mirio winks at you and shuts the door.

“Hi..!” You say, maybe a little too excited. Your voice causes Tamaki to retreat further away from you.

“Hi…” Tamaki mumbles back, battling between trying to find somewhere to hide or devouring your scent.

Tamaki’s shoulder slumped inwards, too standoffish and cowardly. He wore a plain t-shirt and loose sweatpants, it seemed like he had something large inside? He stood awkwardly in your room, not knowing where to stand. He seemed too scared to look up and face you properly, he hadn’t even gotten a good look at you since he arrived.

“Are you okay? You look scared…” Concerned, you took a step closer to him but it only makes him tense. "You don't have to be scared of me. Do you want me to show you around my room? C'mon, I have some new toys..!"

You pointed over to the small table where an array of toys was laid out. Tamaki shyly looked up to glance at them; his eyes soon landed on a pink wand that was marked by your scent. Oh god, as if he needed more temptations to battle. With every passing second, trying to avoid you became impossible. Well, Nejire hasn't shown you around your friends often during your heat. It must be nice seeing a new face.

"Huh..?" Tamaki stares down at you, just briefly. You reach upwards and scratch at his ears. He releases a pretty loud groan and thumps his feet against the ground.

"Bunny, you're so adorable! Won't you play with me?" You take another step closer, and the scent of your heat engulfs his lungs.

"W- Wait, I can't..." He moves another step backward, making you move in his direction.

"What's wrong?" Your eyes scan over his body and notice the tent in his loose sweatpants. "Is it this? Does it hurt, bunny?" Pointing at the bulge, your palm soon instinctively moves to palm him through the fabric.

Tamaki's breath hitches, startled by your touch as he shudders at your hands on him. As a whine leaves his lips, you pull away, thinking that he is in pain, "'m sorry, did that hurt..?"

He sharply exhales and nods, "yeah..." while his rosy cheeks deepen in their color. Perhaps it was the way your hand curiously touched him, trying to explore his new territories. Or maybe it did "hurt"? He'd been “hurting” since he stepped into your home. Tamaki knew the perfect solution to take the pain away; he'd done it so many times before, why did he feel shy now? He seemed to accept your scent and the need to make his claim over you. It was only primal. It was only natural. With your lingering touches, you must want it too, he thought.

"Oh, I can get Mirio to help," You say while facing the direction of the door. Tamaki reaches out to hold you back from walking; his grip on your arm is tight, too desperate and needy.

"No, no. Please don't go," He pleads, giving you a strange expression.

"But you said you're in pain?"

"Yeah, I am, but—" He stares down and smiles to himself, still blushing. "You smell really good..."

"I do..?" Your eyes trail down to his, Tamaki's looking at your tummy — or at least that's what you think. His nose twitches again, inhaling you another time this evening.

You lean into Tamaki, breathing in his scent just as he did yours. Oh, how did you miss it? To any normal person, they would've been indifferent. But, to you, it was a sweet-smelling musk that sent a tingle to your core. You wanted more, your pupils dilated as you locked eyes with Tamaki. He smiled before reaching down to hold your hand. Until you feel warmth return to the pit of your stomach. Oh no, it was starting again.

Tamaki's hand intertwines with yours, afraid to let you go now that he senses your heat intensifying. You thought it would be fine for a few more hours, at least that's what Nejire claimed.

His other hand presses against your soft tummy, trailing down each dip and curve before stopping at your mound. Somehow he acts with a bit more confidence, too mesmerized by your scent now. With a strong need to touch, hold and feel. Anything to get close to your body. You need Nejire, now.

"I—I have to call Nejire... Oh no..." Not yet, not when you haven't gotten the chance to spend time with him. It seems like Tamaki has different plans in store for you.

"I can take care of it for you..." He kneels until he's at eye level with your heat and hikes up the hem of your skirt.

Marveling at the sight of your exposed heat, he peered up with glee. His nose and ears twitched simultaneously as Tamaki remained eager to sink in and devour you. Flattening his tongue, he takes long licks against your slick covered skin. His tongue moved from your inner thighs right to the warmth erupting in your core. Your hands instinctively grasped his indigo hair, trying to hold something but pushing him closer. Until you feel his nose rubbing against your clit, taking in your scent and wanting to melt into your body.

"T—Tama...Ki~" You mewled out as you felt him glide across your folds, collecting and tasting everything on his tongue. A new sensation you've never felt before; it was different from Nejire or any of the toys she'd used on you.

He happily maneuvered his warm muscle to your swollen clit. Darting his tongue across your bud, he feels your thighs tremble in his hands. Soon, Tamaki held your plump hips closer as he stopped you from falling. It didn't take long before you no longer want Nejire's help anymore. You'd forgotten all about her when you saw saliva and your juices covering Tamaki's chin. Attaching his lips to your bud, he suckled on the nub as wet sounds echoed through the room.

Bucking your hips against Tamaki’s tongue, you felt him slip his warm muscle past your folds. He trailed along your delicate skin, soon dipping the tip of his tongue inside your entrance, just briefly before slipping out. His lips curled into a sly smirk against your skin as you shuddered. Peering up, he becomes so enamored at your reactions — at every twitch your body makes and the not-so-soft yelps that messily escape through the grit of your teeth. His tongue soon finds your clit again, this time focusing deeper on your sex.

"O—Oh... Hah... Bunny— Slow down... Or 'm gonna..." You tried to say, instead stuttering over nearly every word as Tamaki quickened his movements on your clit. He didn't seem to care, his ears no longer hung low instead they protruded. Your walls clenched on his tongue as they gushed clear nectar that he soon greedily lapped up.

Panting, you tried to take a step away until his hands grip deeper into your skin. Tamaki's not done just yet, "where ya going, doll?" he dribbled past his lips, "i've gotta clean you up first." He licks your folds clean until only his saliva remains. With each pass of his tongue on your sensitive heat, you tremble softly.

When he's satisfied he pulls away, quickly standing and helping you sit on the end of your bed. Tamaki uses his hands to wipe any of your mess on his mouth, he blushes a deep pink as he realizes what he's just done.

"Oh fuck... I'm so sorry," He says with an earnest and genuine expression on his face. This time, Tamaki can stare at you — at least he doesn't seem too embarrassed. "I mean— You just looked really nice... You probably hate me, I'm sorry..."

"No, I don't," You offer him a warm smile that calms him. "Is that why you were so shy around me?" Tamaki nods to your question. "I—I really liked it too... Can we— Can we do it again?"

“Yeah,” Tamaki takes a few steps closer until he stands directly in front of you.

His hands fumble with the straps of your overall skirt, not used to the clothing. After a few tries, you help him unbuckle each strap and slip out of them. He helps you out of your shirt and carefully places your clothing neatly in your room. When he’s in front of you again, you reach for the waistband of his sweatpants. He stops you with his hand halting your movements.

“Can I touch?” You ask with puppy eyes but Tamaki isn’t fazed by you at all.

“No… don’t worry about me,” He says while gently nudging you on your back. “Wanna save it for later. But now, I just wanna taste you again…”

Tamaki’s hands softly caressed your hips, gently raising and spreading your legs before dipping into your inner thighs. He stared lovingly at your slick as a blush covered his cheeks again, proud at the sight. He lowered his head until he disappeared between your legs, holding them tightly to keep you still.

You can feel his hot and heavy breath against your skin. Tamaki’s lips trail soft kisses along your thighs, stopping once he’s arrived at your swollen clit again. He places one last kiss on your bud before using his flat tongue to lap at any essence that leaked from your entrance. Still sensitive from your orgasm, you quiver and moan with each touch on your clit.

Soon, he removes his tongue from your folds and eases up briefly. His middle finger glides along your slick, teasing your clit gently before plunging inside your warm entrance as you release a soft moan at the feeling. Your walls clench around his finger, sucking him deeper as he moved in and out. Tamaki’s hips buck into your mattress as he tried to build friction on his aching cock. Each roll of his hips matched the movement of his fingers, trying desperately to mimic as if he was actually fucking you.

Leaning down once again, you feel his tongue flick against your clit. Delicate yet sharp touches before he’s attached to it, suckling on your bud. Tamaki’s middle finger curls into your velvety walls, trying to find the spot that makes you clench around his fingers. As he does, your hands claw at his scalp, not too rough but enough for his hips to roll deeper into the plush mattress.

“Mmph~ Hah..! Tama—” You try to call his name, but a sudden warm feeling returns — a flood of ecstasy threatening to spill over again.

Your walls quiver around Tamaki’s finger as he slows his pace to help you cool down after your climax. “fu—fuck,” he says while slipping his finger out of your cunt. He’s too busy peeping down at the annoying tent inside his sweatpants. Of course, he wouldn’t let the opportunity pass. He placed his middle finger inside his mouth, although he knew your taste well, Tamaki suckles on his finger until it was glossy and only stained with his saliva.

“Fuck..!” He hisses under his breath when he’s done. Easing up off the mattress, you see it. A wet spot in the fabric of his pants, right over his clothed tip. The lightest damp patch stained your mattress sheets.

Tamaki’s eyebrows furrow and he seems agitated at the sight. It took you some time to realize as you were still dazed. He’s disappointed; what a waste of perfectly good seed. It’d been so long since he’d done this with someone, maybe he got a little carried away? God, he wanted it inside you so bad. He couldn’t wait any longer, or else it would’ve driven him mad. Tamaki needed to be inside, feel your walls on his cock just as they did with his fingers. If he got really lucky, you could cum on his shaft.

When you asked if he was alright, he simply chuckled and nodded, “yeah, yeah… even better since you tasted so good.” Tamaki eases up off the mattress, he fumbles with his shirt and sweats before throwing them on the ground — hastily and with no care. You follow and sit up just as he returns to his original position. Tamaki raises his hand to gently push you back onto the soft duvet until you stop him…

“Will you let me touch now?” You ask while flashing puppy eyes at Tamaki who can’t resist them.

He nods again, opening his arms as an invitation for you to come closer. Loosely holding onto one of your hands, Tamaki pulls you closer to him. He gazed away shyly as he heard your breath hitch in surprise. His mushroom tip, the same color as his pink cheeks, leaked his clear precum. Veins adorned his protruding shaft as it nestled high with patches of indigo hair covering the base.

Tamaki guides your hand to wrap around his length. He places his fingers over yours, helping you pump along his foreskin. It felt so uncomfortably stiff in your palms. Almost brimming with impatience despite speckles of white along his pink head. You cheekily traced your thumb along his oozing slit, to which Tamaki responds with a sharp gasp.

“Lay back down, doll,” He whispers but ushers you along impatiently. His hand replaces yours as he strokes his cock. Staring down at your heat while nestling in the space between your legs.

Soon, Tamaki presses his tip against the hood of your clit; he closes his eyes briefly and prepares as if it’s his first time. His tip prods your entrance as he enters you, hips easing closer inch by inch. Expletives leave his lips as he stretches you out; you fit so snugly and tight, coaxing him deeper inside you. He caresses along your sides before stopping at your hips and grasping your plump skin.

The sudden pressure invites pain through your entrance despite his skillful tongue making you climax. As he bottoms out — tip kissing your cervix — he holds himself up with one of his arms with the other still attached to your skin. Positioning himself so that you two are face-to-face. Tamaki smiles and stares down at you with unwavering and lovestruck eyes. Until he notices your furrowed eyebrows as you wince through your teeth.

Seeing this, his lips curl into a frown. Now, you're his mate — or you will be very soon, Tamaki hopes it's for life — and the only being of importance on his mind right now. When he asks what's wrong in a caring and tender voice, you trail your hand down to your lower stomach and say, "pain..." He presses his lips against yours, trying to shush any cries that leave your throat.

As a minute passes, he starts moving his kisses along your neck and chest to make you relax. Waiting until your face begins to soften, he starts to move and shifts backward before his hips connect with yours. Tamaki's kisses soon become harsh; suckles and nips into your skin leaves behind light bruises. His teeth sink into a small space on your neck, not too painful but enough for you to release a quiet gasp. You wrap your arms around his shoulders, urging him closer to your body until he nuzzles into the crook of your shoulder. Tamaki's hips move languidly, gently rocking as his cock massages your velvety walls. His breath hitches in his throat as he moans; raspy and hushed, it tickles the hairs on your neck

His sweet touches on your body replaced any pain, soon making your tense muscles loosen. Placing his lips along your jaw, Tamaki tries desperately to hold off the primal urges in him wanting to devour you whole. The way you squeeze tight around his cock nearly makes him uncoil and spill his seed inside, completely swallowed by your slick warmth. His hips start to slow; lifting his head upwards as he slides out of you until only the head of his cock is inside. He peers down at your essence coating his cock, making his foreskin shine under the light of your bedroom.

Tamaki lets out an exasperated sigh, still pissed off from releasing it too early. He can't waste anything this time. You're too distracted by the sight of his ears sticking up that you notice him adjusting your legs too late. He tightly grasps the back of your thighs before pushing them up to your chest. "sh��shit...", he swears as he presses you further into the bedsheets. Burying deep inside you with every sharp thrust of his hips, Tamaki picks up his pace. His gasps became louder, incoherent whines that bounced off the walls of the room. His voice easily surpassed yours with the wave of ecstasy coursing through his shaft.

One of his hands moves from your legs and travels to your chest. Tamaki's palm gropes your breast, squeezing around your flesh until sweet, rich milk starts to flow from your nipple. He leans down, attaching his lips to your bud and suckling as your milk squirts out and onto his tongue. His other hand tweaks your next bud with two of his fingers making more of your milk spew out; the tiny amount that failed to touch his tongue dripped along your breast and onto your bedsheets. Darting across your nipple with the same rhythm of his hips, warmth returning to the core makes you call to him:

"Tama—ki..! Mmph~..." Stuttering out his name must have triggered something in him. As if you were coaxing him closer and accepting him as your mate. Plant his seed, to breed and mark his territory inside your aching walls.

His thrusts become sloppy, balls slapping onto your dripping cunt and soft ass. Slick trickles down your cheeks and splatters onto your sheets as your bodies melt together into one. Tamaki starts thinking of your belly even fuller with his kits and babies growing inside, your tits swollen and plump leaking with milk. The nonexistent images running through his mind made his hips pump into you with vigor. His face, flushed and covered by his wet hair, lifts up as his hands cage either side of your body. Your nails claw into his shoulders and litter his with red indents, marking him just as he did to you.

Tamaki presses his forehead against yours, closing his eyes shut and gritting his teeth. His body stills and then shudders over yours, he loudly grunts as his cock twitches inside your walls. Draining all of his seed and coating you in his scalding white cum. His grasp on your body tightens as if he's worried that you'll run away, he keeps a lock on your body. You give gentle pats on his back, trying to calm him while his chest rose and lowered heavily.

He catches his breath for a few brief moments, reluctant to pull away until he's done. But, like the energetic bunny he is, he can't seem to stay still. Tamaki slips out of you and covers his hand over your heat, careful not to make anything spill. He wraps his arm around your waist and gently turns you over until you're on your tummy with your ass up.

"What—What are you do—doing?" You croak, thighs quivering and weakened with your ass up. You can't kneel on the bed completely so you lay flat on your tummy and peer back at him.

"J—Just one more time..." Tamaki says, already sinking into your warm heat. "Please," Yet, he doesn't give you any time to answer.

His hips piston into you, smacking against your full ass while his hands find their way to your love handles. He grips your flesh in his palms and guides your ass to his cock, just right. "oh fuck—fuck... can't wait, babydoll... full with my— our kits... we'll—nngh... we'll be a big hap—happy family..." Tamaki pants while rambling over you, each thrust pushing you further into the mattress. "don't you want my—my cubs, doll? a big litter..."

Perhaps it was in the moment or your heat making you want more of him, "please... tamaki, i want it—fill me up..." You stutter over your words, but it pleases him. Your walls begin to flutter around his cock, pulsating and squeezing around him. You can't see it, too enamored by bliss, but you feel Tamaki's nails dig into your sides and hear the hiss of his teeth. The whites of his eyes flash briefly as they roll to the back of his head. Mouth agape, a painful whine flees his throat. He does as you ask, filling you up to the brim with more of his creamy cum.

As he calms from his high, he doesn't notice the trickle of his essence that leaves your entrance and runs down your thigh. "you're so perfect for me... i can't wait..." Tamaki's reluctant to pull out, not yet... Instead, he maneuvers your body until he can spoon you. Cock still nestled deep inside you, he wraps his arm around your side and tummy. Exhausted, his warm body lulls you to sleep.

The closing credits of their final movie flashed across the screen as Nejire and Mirio sat on the couch. Mirio's eyes drifted off as he yawned, taking a sip of his beer. Nejire's feet anxiously tapped against the mahogany flooring. Her hands would constantly play with her phone, too worried to actually use it besides checking the time.

It was getting late and the once loud noises made between you and Tamaki had died down quite a bit. She wasn't sure if she had heard anything for the past hour. Her eyes went to Mirio who seemed like he was close to passing out from exhaustion from waiting for Tamaki. Nejire cleared her throat, wanting to dump her racing thoughts, and said:

"Mirio," The blonde's gaze moved from the television screen to Nejire once hearing her call him. "Don't you think we should check on them now? It's getting really late and I'm a little worried..."

"I told you, there's nothing to worry about," He sets his nearly empty beer can on the coffee table. "But sure, we've gotta get going soon."

With little patience, Nejire stands from her seat and begins walking in the direction of your room. A drowsy Mirio follows behind her, stumbling along the way with the amount of beer in his system. It's oddly quiet, not that you were a loud person, but it made Nejire restless regardless of this.

As she approaches, Nejire notices the dim light coming from your room. She knocks on the door and calls your name. There's no response.

"Just open it," Mirio says bluntly while shrugging his shoulders.

Nejire hesitates as she twists open the doorknob, instead choosing to peer through a small gap. It’s a little dark, she doesn’t see you immediately but when she does, her heart melts.

You and Tamaki lay in bed together with bodies intertwined with him holding you in a protective embrace. Maybe this wasn’t a bad idea after all?

“Ha… I’ll just call Yagi and cancel our plans,” Mirio laughs, joining Nejire as she stares.

She almost forgets that you’re both nude until she sees the cum-stained sheets. Squeaking in surprise, Nejire hurries backward and shuts the door lightly.

“She—She won’t get pregnant, right? Right?” Nejire frantically asks, not amused by Mirio’s calmness.

“I dunno… maybe? Maybe not? We’ll see in nine months.”

“Maybe?” Nejire bubbles with anxiety, praying that you’re not. “I thought you said it was fine!”

“Uh—” Mirio scratches the back of his neck with a guilty expression shown on his face. “That was a lie… I kinda got desperate. Tamaki was being a little difficult.”

“But—But we won’t have the time to take care of them…”

“Well, you should’ve thought about that before you agreed,” As Nejire was about to respond, he shushes her. “Shh, don’t raise your voice, it’ll be fine. Cheer up…” Mirio pats Nejire’s shoulders before taking a few steps away from the door.

“Where are you going?”

“You don’t mind if we sleep over, do you? Wouldn’t wanna disturb our new lovebirds…”

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[yandere-kokeshi]

Could you do Yandere Tamaki Amajiki hcs?

Warnings: Yandere behavior!

Authors note: Of course!! We love our shy baby 💕🥺

I wanna say, sorry if there are spelling mistakes! This isn't my best, sorry 😭

Tamaki is known for his quite noticeably for his quiet and awkward demeanor; lurking around the corners with a sulking look like he's depressed.

When Tamaki first laid eyes on you, he thought you were the prettiest person he had ever seen; admiring your form, smile, and hair-do. Watching you from afar, looking at you like a pure God in the sunlight.

To catch this shy boy’s attention isn’t very hard, but a few things he does admire about you is your outgoing and kind demeanor; trying your best to understand people and love individuals for them. You were originally a friend of Mirio’s, an old friend from high school who had accidentally ran into him, making Tamaki meet you.

The minute he was introduced to you, he couldn’t form any words other than a shy ‘Hi’ and mumbling about word after words.

Of course, Mirio has introduced you to him, seeing Tamaki was extremely shy around you and wanted to help him to get out of his comfort zone. Quickly, Mirio had noticed his embarrassing posture, which made him think of some things: did Tamaki, his most anxiety-ridden friend, have a crush on you? By that time, it would have big letters spelled out across Tamaki’s forehead: YES.

Immediately, Mirio and Nejire would team up and try to have you both set up constantly for ‘small dates’ with all of them, whom they would both leave just so the two of you could be alone; watching from the corner of the roads away to see how it’s going.

Within a few months, Tamaki would finally have a rare piece of courage and leave a note on your work desk, asking to meet you for dinner later that night at your favorite restaurant. Upon arriving, realizing that he had ordered a VIP room just for the two of you, already covering the bill with his persistent whispers of, “I’m p–paying, please allow me.”

After having a good few minutes of conversation, he awkwardly confesses: “I– I’ve always loved you! Please… fo–forgive me.” If you confess back to him, that you love him back; he’s delighted, to say the least. Tamaki immediately pulls you into a hug, stuffing his face into your neck before hearing your fit of laughs.

The relationship between you two is considered ‘normal’. Other than his extremely clingy behavior and dependence on you, following you around like a lost puppy, gripping onto your sweatshirt or the hoop of your belt for support; he’s fairly harmless towards you and others. However, Tamaki is not above hurting people if needed. Sure, he’s seen as a shy bunny, but the minute your safety is threatened? All hell is loose.

Tamaki values your happiness and well-being, even more so than his own. He loves seeing you smile, it makes his heart flutter and beat faster; this means he loves spoiling you. You want a new hoodie? Absolutely! He got in X-large so it’s baggy. Need 3 more plushies to help you sleep? He got you more than 3, a body pillow of your favorite animal and a promise ring for the both of you.

The affection within you two is very touch starved. Tamaki loves being around, on, or beside you. He specifically loves to lay on you, feeling your nails drag against his hair as he hides his face into your chest, breathing in your addictive scent. After a hard day of socializing and working hard as a hero, he loves to be in your arms, talking to you about your day and clinging onto you like his life depends on it.

With him being around you so much (even without your awarabouts), he tries to find out everything about you: hobbies, your crush(es), that certain item you’ve been wanting, what you did earlier that day, and what you tend to do later that day once you get home. The minute you step home, you have a neatly wrapped gift handed to you; a huge blush covering his face and tips of his ears, wanting to hear praises from you.

His yandere tendencies consist of being very soft, worshiping, almost harmless, and guilt tripping. Tamaki views you as his butterfly, a purity in the water, and a bunny he needs to protect from the harsh world. No matter what you say, it won’t change his perspective on you; viewing you as the most unique and wonderful person in the entire world.

Tamaki tends to guilt-trip you frequently. He understands that guilt-tripping isn’t the best, he knows so. But, he can’t help but feel immense jealousy and insecurity whenever you hang out with others, watching you talk with pure energy and willingness to those who don’t really deserve it. Tamaki would approach you, gently tug on your sweatshirt, signaling that he’s ready to go home. The next few days consist of him clinging onto you like a koala, hiding his face in your neck while mumbling how much he loves you.

This often leads to Tamaki needing reassurance, needing to hear those words ‘I will never leave you’ or ‘I love you so much, nobody will take me’. He fears that you’ll get sick of his anxiety-ridden and clingy behavior, finding someone ‘better’ than him and throwing him away like the voices in his head say so.

Due to his severe anxiety, he would never kidnap you. The only exception, in this case, would be if you were to get severely hurt by villains, on the line of the deathbed; however, if he did so, Tamaki would gently take you when you sleeping, watching you wake up with pure panic before feeling immense guilt in his gut: bowing his head on the floor as he sobbed, hiccuping out ‘sorry!’ and ‘please forgive me!’.

Punishments don’t exist with him; they never happen. Tamaki absolutely hates punishing you, he can’t even bring the sheer thought of raising his voice at you.

Talking more about the punishment headcanon, it’s very hard for Tamaki to be mad at you, or to show any negative emotion toward you. The only time you’d see him ‘lose control’ is when you threaten to leave him. Either that’s when you get sick of his clingy behavior, or guilt-tripping. The moment those words leave your mouth, he’s immediately on the floor blubbering sobs, begging you to not leave and he’ll be good: “Please! Don’t leave me! I–... Please! I’ll do anything! Anything you want! Just— Please don’t leave me!”

If you ever lash out at him, whether that’s from having a hard day, he’d take it… literally to heart. Tamaki would start crying, asking what he did wrong before hugging you tightly, using the words: “Please, I do–don’t know what I did, but please! Please don’t leave me!”

As long as you can put up his clingy behavior, everything should be fine; acting like a complete ‘normal’ couple within the roads of Tokyo.

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[fuwushiguro]

OPEN / CLOSED

Hi everyone! I've hit another massive milestone (thank you to everyone who has followed me and enjoys my writing)! I have zero creativity or energy for things to do other than collabs so here we are. I know my hybrid stuff is super popular and they are a big thing on Tumblr that people enjoy reading and writing; hence why I thought this would be a fun collab idea! You can literally write whatever you want as long as one or more characters are hybrids! As always it's 18+ only but fluff, smut, DC, etc. are all welcome! I am co-hosting this collab with my besties @toyomitsus & @twicesangel so send one of us a DM or an ask if you're interested in joining hehe 🐮

How This Collab Works

As I've already mentioned, and you can probably guess by the title, this is a hybrid collab! Hybrids are a necessity in the fic. Just let me know which character(s) you'll be writing for and what kind of hybrid you'd like to write and I'll add you to the masterlist. Once again: HYBRIDS MUST BE INCLUDED. It can be the character or the reader or both, I really don't mind! Just be sure to let me know your ideas :)

Rules

I’ve got a list of rules right here so read through them thoroughly before entering.

Minors do not interact. It’s not hard, please understand this is non negotiable.

When you post your work, please tag me or DM it to me so that I can see it’s up and link it in the masterlist.

^ following on from this, please link this masterlist post in your completed piece.

All characters must be aged up.

If there’s anything you aren’t clear on, please don’t hesitate to message me with any questions you might have!

This collab is open to all anime fandoms ❤️‍🔥 I’m also allowing infinites of characters so if your character is gone, don't worry! You can still write for them. I'm sure everyone's stories will be unique so I'm not opposed to duplicate characters.

There is no due date for this collab! I just want this to be fun, relaxing, and something you can take part in whenever you're ready. There are so many collabs running all of the time and it can get overwhelming when you want to join every single one but worry about when they are due. That isn't a problem with this collab! Take your time and go at your own pace. I can't wait to see what you all come up with 💗

Masterlist Below ⬇️

Tokyo Revengers

@fuwushiguro

puppy boy!Chifuyu Matsuno x puppy girl!reader

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@/toyomitsus

wolf!Taiju Shiba x deer!reader

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@dadsperm

lion!Taiju Shiba x cat girl!reader

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@k-ryuuguji

cat boy!Nahoya Kawata x reader

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@bxnten

Ran Haitani x bunny!reader x bunny!Haruchiyo Sanzu

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@arlertslove

bunny!Souya Kawata x bunny!reader

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@/arlertslove

fox!Nahoya Kawata x reader

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@kireirengoku

wolf!Keisuke Baji x bunny!reader

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@semisgroupie

bunny!Hakkai Shiba x reader

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@suyaluvs

Takashi Mitsuya x cat girl!reader

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@/suyaluvs

leopard!Draken x reader

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@/k-ryuuguji

sheep boy!Rindou Haintani x reader

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BNHA

@eijirhoe

puppy boy!Ejiro Kirishima x reader

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@kisaken

cat boy!Shoto Todoroki x reader

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@/fuwushiguro

Giran x puppy girl!reader

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@spookygeto

cat boy!Dabi x reader

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@libraryofua

bull!Bakugo x reader

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@firerose18991

Mirio Togata x bunny!reader

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Attack On Titan

@smfics

cat boy!Eren Yeager x bunny girl!reader

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@/kisaken

cow!Mikasa Ackerman x reader

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@its-makonom

wolf!Eren Yeager & wolf!Armin Arlert x reader

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@fqiryspit

bunny!Eren Yeager x f!reader

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Jujutsu Kaisen

@/ryuuzaa

cat boy!Satoru Gojo

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@nanamisbbygirl

Kento Nanami x puppy girl!reader

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@rxmera

bunny!Miwa x reader x fox!Mai

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InuYasha

@izanas-sugarbaby

InuYasha x bunny boy!reader

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Haikyuu!

@/semisgroupie

cat boy!Semi Eita x reader

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@trueshellz

puppy!Kōtarō Bokuto x reader

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@bokuroskitten

Bokuro x kitty girl!reader

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@bokutosmochi

catgirl!reader x Kōtarō Bokuto

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@tobiodose

puppygirl!reader x Tobio Kageyama

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[papuhater]

“THEY EAT YOUR GANSITO/PINGUINO MARINELA” pt.1

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ೃ⁀➷ a/n: (the gansito/pinguino marinela is a hispanic cream/jam filled pastry)

This is for my Spanish-speaking /Hispanic moots:

en verdad son muy importantes para mi :).

↳ ❝ [ P4Z'S V3R3D1CT] ¡! ❞

ೃ⁀➷ pairing: bnha bois x gn!reader

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ sumary: would they eat a dessert you left on the fridge? also this is part one, the part two will contain the gorls and tokyo revengers

¡! ❞ warnings: nah ¡! ❞

˗ˏˋformat: crack-fic, headcanonsˊˎ˗ ->

BNHA!

STUDENTS

Izuku: “would he eat it?”

Yes.

Accidentally, but yes.

Like man’s just chilling and then you come in, teary-eyed with a heart broken look.

He just appears by your side like VROOM “BABY ARE YOU OK????😭”, and he hears your voice breaking and you looking into his eyes

“D-did you eat my gansito?”

He starts apologizing when he realizes you aren’t talking to him

don’t worry he’ll buy every damn gansito in the store and bring it to you like

“I’M SORRYYYY, BUNNY I LOVE YOU SM:’(!”.

He’ll never get close to a gansito again.

Denki: “would he eat it?”

Yes.

Not accidentally, he didn’t know it was yours

but mf was very sure it wasn’t his

He was in the common room after finishing it, his mind was like

‘mmfmfmf chocolate glazed pastry 🤤’

until you barge in, looking furious

“Hey swe-“ “DID YOU EAT MY FUCKING PINGUINITO??” “HUH IT WAS YOURS?” “NOT ANYMORE, IT DOESN’T EXIST.”

He said sorry hundred times,

please forgive him your honor, he is a dumbass.

Bakugo: “would he eat it?”

NO.

THIS MAN IS AN ANGRY GENTLEMAN

ANGRY, YES

BUT A GENTLEMAN.

Someone had eaten your gansito and you just came in like

“Baby someone ate my gansito 😿”

and like the yeah yeahs say

“heads will roll on the floor😰”

he absolutely SLAUGHTERED who ever dared to grab your gansito >:(

neoways,

he bought you more gansitos cause he didn't like seeing you sad :'(

Todoroki: “would he eat it?”

No.

he doesn't even know what it is.

but you enter the room like "..."

and he stares at your heart-broken expression "...what happened?"

"SOMEONE ATE MY PINGUINITO D:< "

"your wha-?"

"MY PASTRY!"

"oh."

he irradates big pissed off energy

he bought you every pinguinitos in a bunch of stores (RIP endevour's card 🕊️👊)

and froze them with his quirk.

Tenya: “would he eat it?”

No.

He orders the common room

he KNOWS what isn't his

and he doesn't grab it

respect🚶‍♂️🤝

suddenly you barge in CRYINGGG

"HONEY WHAT OCCURED?"

"MY GANSITOOO, IT HAS BEEN EATEN"

mf becomes the sherlock holmes of 1-A

interrogates EVERYONE

"Did you eat y/n's gansito?"

he didn't let anyone sleep until he found who did it 😈

Kirishima: “would he eat it?”

nah just because of the fact it isn't manly.

why would he grab someone else's???

when you walk in teary-eyed crying cause of your pinguinito

he bad-eyes any suspect

"not manly bro,

not manly."

you two went out to buy pinguinito :)

Mirio: “would he eat it?”

no

well that's a lie.

yes, but he would buy you another one

like he leaves to buy it

and comes back to you cryINGGG

"BEUFGGHHHFDFJGK"

"MY SUNNY WHAT'S WRONG???"

he was very vry concerned

but "he gave you whta needed to be gave"

-rolling ray

jk jk

he gave his and your's gansitos

true love <3

Tamaki: “would he eat it?”

No

he would never grab anything that isn't his

but when someone grabs your stuff

and you're crying

mf steps up

and is like

"H-hey did you grab their pastry?"

"yea-"

the person wasn't heard of

never again

VILLANS

Tomura: “would he eat it?”

yes and no

half of it

he didn't careEE

but then he sees you crying

oh fuc-

"YOU GOOD?"

"TOMURA, WHY IS MY GANSITO HALF???"

robberyy babyyy

he'll steal a store and be like

"PUT THE GANSITOS IN THE BAG"

true love <3 2.0

Dabi: “would he eat it?”

yes

but just ONCE

you barge in looking furious

"did you eat my pinguinito?"

"yeah, what about it?"

"well i had bought and weufuwhff"

when you started crying he zoomed his way to you

"Baby i'm sorry please stop crying, i love you"

he ran like the wind for more pinguinitos

he felt guilty

bestie finally met manipulation 🤪

Overhaul: “would he eat it?”

straight up nah

deadass doesn't share a fridge so...

also thinks is unhygenic to share food

so is a big no

but you come in cryinG cause someone grabbed it

"MY GANSITOoISUBHGH"

"Are you really going to cry over this? It's not worthy."

"SHUT UP BLEAUNSAJGH"

the second you roar at him he KNOWS it's very important

he didn't even like the pastry, he thinks it's unhealthy

mans searched for the culprit

almost kills them

he didn't buy you one more tho

Kurono:“would he eat it?”

yes

he would do it

but he would replace it the second he does

*zoom*

you wouldn't even notice it

smooth mf

he even leaves two instead of one 😭

"WHERE IS MY PINGUI-"

"there it is, my little thing <3"

hubby material <3

Nemoto:“would he eat it?”

no

he believes in trust

he would be breaking your trust

damn, where are men like this??

he hates seeing you cry

he doesn't understand why are you cring over a pastry

"Darling please calm dow-"

"NAH CAUSE THAT PINGUINITO WAS MINE, YOU WOULDN'T GET IT BEUUFUGHHh"

He sometimes feels like your dad.

but he doesn't even get why you like it

he bought a better and more expensive pastry to try to replace it

you ate it but didn't look happy

he ended up buying you pinguinito <3

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Cheater! Amajiki x reader pt. 2/ Version 1 of Aftermath of Cheating

A/N: there are going to be 3 different endings in this, so you can pick which one you prefer. This is the first one.

Summary: it all ends up being a misunderstanding

TW- Slight mention of SA, Not edited/looked over.

Ending 1:

It was hurting him that you wouldn't even look at him and were avoiding him like the plague. He wanted his bunny back. He wanted to be able to explain what actually happened. He hasn't talked to Miro since that day. After a week, kiroshima confronted you, tired of seeing Tamaki so down.

"Y/N! And you should really have a conversation with Amajiki... I know it's probably the last thing you want to do but you can't run from it forever... That wouldn't be very manly..." You say, knowing it's true, but still not wanting to do it.

"I no... I'll do it after class tomorrow..."

"You better! I think Bakubro is getting tired of me talking about it, and might blow up the whole school." You giggle a little. You had only briefly met the people in class 1-A, but knowing that the blonde boy definitely had some anger issues. You reassure him you will talk to Tamaki and go to your dorm. You lay in bed, trying to think of what you'll say... You end up passing out after imagining different ways tomorrow could go while crying over them...

The next day, you see Tamaki try to approach you in the morning and you duck into a bathroom, not quite ready to face him.

"I'll do it at the end of the day. I'll do it at the end of the day." You repeat, trying to compose yourself. You walk to class quickly and get there just before the bell rings.

At the end of the day you gather all your confidence. You go to your dorm and change and collect your thoughts.

"ok. You can do this. You can't put it off forever." You tell yourself, pacing back and forth. You grab a little stress ball and put it in your pocket, then head to Tamaki's dorm.

Once you get there you take a deep breath and knock. You don't hear anything for a moment. You get your hopes up thinking he's not there, but then you hear him get out of bed and walk to the door. When he opens it, he looks so miserable.

"I told you to leave me a-" he stops mid sentence as soon as he sees it's you. His eyes widen and he freezes. You squeeze the stress ball as you look at him. His hair is very messy, as if he had just woken up from a nap. He has dark bags under his eyes and he looks like he's been crying. He's wearing a hoodie that's slightly too big for him as well as some sweatpants.

"Hey..." You say, hoping it'll make him do something or say something. He tears up and wraps his arms around you quickly. He starts bawling and saying things that are either inaudible or that he doesn't finish.

"i-im so s-sor- i-i mi- I s-sti-ll lo- p-please f-f- abjsban." You're surprised that his action, and decide to just wait till he calms down.

"p-please let me explain bunny... I still love y-you and wanna be with you, s-so please j-ju-just let me explain." He begs.

"ok, fine." You say as you walk into his dorm and sit down, not feeling like standing anymore. He sits on the bed, against the wall with his legs pulled to his chest.

"M-Mirio went in to kiss me and I froze up and didn't know what to do. He took my freezing as a "go ahead," but it wasn't... I just completely froze... I know I should've pushed him away, but I couldn't get my body to move until I saw you... I-i know it's hard to believe, but it's the truth... I love you, and want you to be happy, not hurting..." He says. You process what he's saying for a moment before crawling to him and laying your head on his shoulder.

"I believe you. But if I ever catch anything like that happening again, weather you do it purposefully or you just freeze up, I'm not taking you back." You hug his arm and close your eyes. "Understand?."

"O-Of course B-Bunny." He pulls you onto his lap and holds you.

"Also, you aren't getting kisses until you brush your teeth and use mouth wash and wash your lips a hundred times." You add on. "I don't want to taste Mirio." You say, fake gagging.

He nods his head and pulls you closer. "I-I'll do anything to have you back, b-bunny."

You kiss his cheek, then cuddle into him. "I also want you to buy me some chips."

He giggles. "Anything for my precious bunny."

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