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stitched-mouth-vs-the-world · 1 year ago

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Making Porn With The Number One Pro Hero

Pairing: Toshinori Yagi (All Might/Skinny Might) x Fem! Pro-Hero! Reader.

Warnings: NSFW, Smut, Jealous sex (?), Mirror sex, Oral sex (fem receiving), Secret ((established)) relationship, Recording sex (so y'all make porn), Minor hair pulling, Semi-public sex, Intercourse (P in V), Daddy Kink, you two are almost caught in the act, mention of you two previously being caught in the act, I finally used a condom!! (I usually write about creampies but this time I didn't), Some bitch tries to touch our All Might but fails, We accidentally punch her in the face, Toshi is pussy whipped.

Summary: You have a sex dream about your boyfriend which leads to a fantasy, All Might wants to achieve that fantasy with you after you punch another All Might slut in the face. The fantasy doesn't TOTALLY go to planned.

Format: Kinktober Fic, Day 2.

Writing Time: 7 hours (with no breaks, longest amount of time I've ever spent on a fic).

Word Count: 3,308.

A/N:

Day 2 of Kinktober! Enjoy!

The introduction is ridiculously fucking long, idk why but skip to the first —-//— if you're like me and only interested in the sex. I hate the beginning part anyway and it's very obvious my writing has suffered from my hiatus, but oh well. It will get better.Technically you get railed by Skinny All Might in his Silver Age suit, hope that's ok.I have to give this thing a part 2 at some point, this is way too hot and I'm so proud of it.

I kept writing then deleting then rewriting this shit (which is why it took 7 hours) so y'all better let me know if you like it :)

Here is the masterlist for all my Kinktober 2023 works.

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Being in an secret relationship with the Number 1 Hero was difficult to say the least.

Having to sneak around everyone was fun and slightly erotic at first, but slowly became annoying and a bit painful at times.

You had recently told Toshinori about a sexy fantasy you had of him. To have him fuck you in his dressing room right before an interview, ideally from behind in front of a mirror whilst you record, you two had made porn before (for only you two's eyes, no one else's!!) so recording sex wasn't new to you guys.

Toshinori had giggled like a little schoolboy and covered his growing erection when you told him about your little fantasy, and said it sounded very hot. But after you kissed him and gave him a handy right then and there, he calmed down a bit and explained to you how unlikely it was to happen, he feared someone would walk in and catch you both (one person had before) and possibly tell someone.

Sadly your lover had made it clear countless times before he didn't want a public relationship for the sake of protecting you and others. You understood completely and was happy Toshinori valued protecting you over everything, but that didn't mean you didn't long to hold his hand in public.

Very few knew about you two; Young Midoriya, David Shield, Sir Nighteye (RIP) and Aizawa (Aizawa finding out was an accident, he had caught you two in a compromising position in Toshinori's classroom after school hours). But you both was content with those who knew about you two, you trusted all of them, and didn't plan on adding anyone else to the list.

Early on into your pro-hero career, you were introduced to one journalist and news reporter who you honestly couldn't remember the name of. She was young and very attractive, no doubt becoming the face of her news station because of her pretty face and impressive figure. She was well known to interview pro heroes and flirt with them, and unsurprisingly lot of them would flirt back.

She had interviewed All Might a few times and like usual she would flirt a lot. He'd see straight through her and politely respond in a professional way, so you had no problems with her because you trusted your boyfriend to shut down her advances. She wouldn't be the first girl to throw themselves at the Number 1 Hero and definitely wouldn't be the last, so you were used to seeing Toshinori be placed in uncomfortable situations which made you feel bad for him but due to your relationship being a secret you didn't feel like it was your place to cut in. But Toshinori always handled it well.

One interview you didn't see coming though.

It was a standard scheduled interview on set of a news station, like Good Morning America or something. Several pro heroes were in to be interviewed, including both you and All Might. With All Might becoming weaker and weaker by the day and unable to hold his form for long periods of time, this was his last scheduled interview. And you were so happy you could be there with him.

You were lucky enough to be able to be interviewed with your boyfriend.

"So, Mr All Might, I'd love to go over some of your best fights of your career..." The news anchor smiled and batted her eyelashes at him.

"Of course! I'd love to!" All Might grinned.

For the millionth time? Really? You rolled your eyes.

"BUT before we do that, I'd like to talk about your more personal life first..." She grinned back, moving closer to him on the long couch you were all sharing.

You moved uncomfortably in your seat and looked around, not really knowing what to do with yourself.

"Ok, sadly I can't promise I can all questions about my personal life but you can absolutely ask." All Might smiled.

"Great! So... you have had quite a long career as a pro hero who is very much so in the public eye, I imagine forming and keeping relationships in your personal life can be difficult?" She asked.

All Might moved his head to both sides as if he agreed and disagreed with her assumption, "Well it's definitely not easy forming them, but keeping the ones I have been lucky enough to form is easy. I'm very lucky to be surrounded by friends and family who I know care about me both as All Might and Toshinori."

The reporter nodded, "Right. As you mentioned family, are you planning on starting a family?"

You raised an eyebrow, feeling although the question was a bit strange.

All Might laughed, his laugh boomed loudly in your poor ears, "HA HA! Oh no Dear, I don't so. I am an old man now, I unfortunately missed the opportunity for a family years ago."

You and Toshinori had only briefly discussed children, you desperately wanting a child later on in your career and Toshinori feel although being Number 1 Hero made having kids not an option and that by the time he retired he was too old. It wasn't really a conversation you two had managed to find a conclusion to, so you were a little annoyed All Might was talking as if it had been decided.

"Well a lot of young ladies like older men, Sir. I know I sure do. And a lot of young ladies would be more than willing to bear The All Might's children." The reporter giggled and moved closer to him and placed a hand on his shoulder.

She had never actually touched him before.

All Might chuckled uncomfortably and carefully leaned back to make her hand fall off him, but her hand stayed put. Without really thinking, you leaned over and picked up the foreign hand on your boyfriend's shoulder, and threw it back into the reporter's face. She almost punched herself in the face with her own hand.

You gasped and stood up, "Oh I'm sorry!"

You really didn't mean to do that. You were only trying to get her hands off your man. You hadn't meant you almost punch her.

She quickly fixed her hair and glasses and glared at you for only a split second, before laughing nervously and looking into the camera in front of all of you, "Oh Dear! No worries! We can edit that out, this isn't live."

The cameraman nodded at her and three of you continued your now incredibly awkward interview. All Might breathed a small sigh and grabbed your hand, you couldn't tell what the sigh was for.

—-///—-

Backstage you were sat at your vanity table with your head down on the desk, sighing sadly. You felt so embarrassed, you should of just left Toshinori handle her unnecessary touching. The interview went terribly after that and the reporter remained cold to you until the end.

You were also concerned about people questioning your actions, why were you so concerned about some girl touching All Might? It was such a obvious sign of jealously. Oh Well... at least she didn't touch him again.

A small knock was pressed against your dressing room door and without a response it was opened, "Darling?"

All Might.

He stepped into your room and closer the door behind him as you turned to face him. He immediately deflated in front of you, leaving his skinny scrawny figure in place.

"Hi Love." You sighed and walked over to him.

He quickly wrapped his long arms around you, pulled you close and began kissing your neck.

You blinked in shock, "Toshi?"

"Oh my Love. I never thought I'd ever see you jealous." He whispered against you before biting down on you skin.

You moaned in delight, "S-So you're not mad?"

"Why would I ever be mad Princess?" He laughed a bit, in his Skinny form his laugh sounded so good and didn't burst your eardrum.

Toshinori carefully walked you back over to your vanity table and placed you down in your vanity chair and stared down at you. You looked up at your lover with nothing but love and lust and crossing your legs, feeling yourself get hot down there.

With you sitting down and him standing in front of you, you could see the massive bulge in his pants. Whilst shamelessly staring at his covered dick, you hiked up your legs and pulled everything covering your lower half off and happily showed your lover your wet pussy. You felt no shame (he had seen it all before anyway), only the desire to be fucked. Finally, your filthy fantasy was coming true.

"Oh my Love..." Toshinori sighed again at the completely lewd sight of you and dropped to his knees.

He grabbed your thighs in his massive hands and gave your pussy a sweet kitten lick. You threw your head back and moaned again. He started kissing and licking you slowly before sucking.

God, his tongue felt good. You were going to lose yourself to it.

"Oh baby I want you so much..." Toshinori whispered in between eating you out, whilst pulling you closer and closer to his hungry mouth, scaring you for a brief second into thinking you'd fall out of the chair.

It was dangerous but Toshi wouldn't let you fall, ever.

You pulled his head up from your heat and he whined, "Toshi... I'm so empty now...you need to just fuck me..."

Your lewd expression and hushed tone only made him strain against his suit. Without thinking much, Toshinori stood up and ripped a hole into the crotch area of his Silver Age suit.

You gasped, "Toshi! Your suit!"

"This suit can be fixed, Dear. But later I'll need you to go to my dressing room and bring back something to wear when we're done." He smiled softly while pulling you up and out of the chair.

Toshinori picked up the chair by the armrests and placed it against the door, locking you both in. He turned back to you and smiled again.

You smiled back before turning against and bending over against the vanity table, giving your lover another nice view of your ass and pussycat. You watched him in the mirror grin at your behind and give you a nice loving smack. You bit your lip from the harsh contact and moved your legs further apart for him.

"Fuck..." Toshinori whispered, he was incredibly turned on by the sight of you bent over showing him everything you had to offer.

He quickly reached into his pocket and pulled out a Trojan, ripping the wrapper off with his teeth and pulling it down his proud length. You could tell by his fast movements, he was just as eager to get inside of you as you was.

Toshinori then rubbed your aching entrance with his great throbbing cock. You whined for him to just put it in and he was happy to appease you.

Toshinori always started with slow gentle strokes only with the tip but that wasn't good enough for you now, he had already worked you up from eating you out just a few seconds earlier and the idea of your fantasy had you too desperate now. So you whined again and tried to fuck yourself on his cock at the pace you need. Toshinori caught on pretty quickly and grabbed your hips and pulled you fully around him.

Both of you groaned from the sudden action. Toshinori began moving again, this time fast and rough. You managed to pick up your phone that you had left on the table, turn on the camera, point it at the mirror in front of you and hit record.

The sight was beyond erotic. The Number 1 Hero drilling his secret lover from behind in dressing room on set of a news station. God, it made you so wet. The grin on your face with your moans made it evident.

Because of the mirror, both of you were able to see each other's faces. Toshinori's brow full of sweat and mouth covered in your cum and his own salvia was godly. Not to mention his look of determination as he continued pounding you brought you closer and closer to edge.

"All Might!" You cried, not really hearing yourself over the sound of his balls slapping your cheeks.

But he heard you (and possibly some others in the building) and he groaned in your ear, "Princess! Oh my good little girl!"

Fuck!

He knew calling you 'little girl' made you crazy.

"Oh All Might please!" You begged.

You knew you sounded like a bad pornstar, but you didn't care. You knew Toshi loved it and was about to give into your begging.

But before he could, the worst thing you could imagine happened next. A loud knock on the door.

"Miss?"

Both you and Toshinori froze and stared at each other in the mirror in fear and shook.

"Y-Yes?!" You answered.

"Miss, your driver is here waiting for you. They are outside." It was likely one of the crew members of the station. They turned the door handle, shooting fear through you so bad you could scream, but it didn't open.

The chair Toshinori had put against the door temporarily saved you two. Realising this, he slowly began moving inside of you again. You moaned softly at the feeling and quickly covered your mouth with your free hand (hand not holding up your phone that was still recording).

The crew member must of wondered why the door wasn't opening, considering none of the dressing room doors had locks on them for safety reasons, but didn't ask why or for you to open the door and instead just let go of the handle.

"Oh o-okay...t-thank you. Out in a miiintue!" You quickly choked out.

"Great. Do you happen to know where Mr. All Might is? His car arrived first but he isn't in his dressing room."

"Nooo!" You whined.

You could see the see the evil smile on your boyfriend's face in the mirror. No question, you were going to (try to) kick his ass after this.

"Ok, no worries. Thank you for coming Miss!"

Footsteps were heard leaving the door, presumably to go find your man. Toshinori laughed slightly and pulled your head back by your hair and started moving at the same fast pace he was before.

You groaned at the small pain and glared up at your soulmate, "You like torturing me, asshole?"

"Maybe a little." He smiled.

"Oh please just make me cum, Toshinori." You sighed, giving him your best doe eyed desperate-for-sex expression.

Your lover was more than happy to fulfil your request. This was definitely by far would be the best sex tape you two ever made.

—///—

Later on the two of you were getting ready for better, you had finally finished your night skin care routine and was headed back to you and Toshinori's shared bedroom. He was still up reading a book in bed like usual, he looked and smiled when you walked into the room.

"Toshi," You began as you got comfortable in the bed, "What changed your mind today?"

"About what, Love?" He asked and put his book away to pull you closer to him.

"When I told you about my sex dream, you said it wouldn't happen." You pouted at him.

Toshinori's cheeks darkened, "Well, you got me all hot and bothered during the interview."

"How?" You raised an eyebrow.

"I like to see you handle touchy women for me." Toshinori smiled shyly now.

"Oh really?" You giggled, "You like having a jealous girlfriend?"

"A bit, yes." He admitted.

"Aw... maybe I should set them straight more often." You grinned and kissed his neck.

Toshinori shivered, both from the idea and the attention you was suddenly showing his neck, "Yes please...good girl."

You felt your heat burn at his words as well as his erection grow under the duvet and you eagerly wanted to head down under the duvet. But you both still had something to say.

"I'm sorry love, I was just a little scared about people finding out about us, and being intimate outside our home has got us caught before...and I feel like we already take a big risk with recording our moments together." Toshinori sighed.

"So you don't want to record anymore?" You looked heartbroken.

"Oh no, Princess! Of course not!" He pulled you into his lap and wrapped his arms around your waist (you could feel his lover's boner, which you wonder if he forgot about), "I love have something to remind myself of our best moments."

"We don't have to record anymore if you're worried it could get out." You replied, still looking sad.

"Honey, that's not what I was saying.." Toshinori kissed your head, "I love you and I love how excited you get by the camera. And I love watching our little videos."

You looked up at him, "I love you Toshi. And I just want you to be comfortable."

"I am comfortable, I'm always comfortable when I'm alone with you." Toshinori smiled.

You turned to look at him and kissed one of his sunken cheeks, "Ok... so if I keep your female fans in line... what will you do for me?"

"What do you want love?" Toshinori asked.

"I want a reward, All Might." You grinned and slowly stroked your lover's excited friend.

He shivered again. Mustering up all his strength, Toshinori transformed into All Might. His erection underneath you went from poking you ass to almost straight up penetrating you. A loud moan came from your throat, the ending of it was muffled from All Might gently pushing you off his lap and all the way down till you were face down onto the end of the bed and ass up.

The muscular blonde Silver Fox gently rubbed your ass with one hand whilst the other fought off this sweat pants (that did absolutely nothing to hide his lower reigns). Once his pants were off and his length was fully exposed, All Might picked up his phone from his nightstand, pointed the camera down at you and hit record.

"Little Princess... do you think my cock at full size is a good enough reward for being such a good girl for me?"

The camera got a very lovely shot of your wetness soaking through your sweatpants just from his words. You felt your cunt clench around nothing and you looked back at your lover.

"Yes please Daddy."

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cherryblossombankai · 2 months ago

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This is part two of this fic! Word Count: 1.4k Summary: You and All Might encounter the Love Quirk once again. This time, however, All Might is the one affected. Warnings: aphrodisiac, dub con, reader is chased, yandere!all might, unprotected sex, fem!reader, oral sex (fem receiving), ooc Tag List: For my baby girl @actuallysaiyan; @pixelcafe-network, @helloiamadrawer

The months since you were hit by the love quirk that led to your confession to Toshinori have been like heaven on earth. Despite your relationship's frantic, heated beginnings, you’d agreed to take it slow. Toshinori wants to be a gentleman and treat you to dates. He wants to take care of you, his special girl, more than anything. The time you spent most often in each other’s presence was when doing hero work. All Might is nothing if not a workaholic, and you’re such a loyal sidekick you follow him on every single mission.

You were cuddled on the couch, kissing softly and whispering sweet nothings to one another when you heard the police sirens. You know before he even says so Toshinori is going to want to respond to it. Of course, you were going to follow him.

It was another robbery, but that’s not the part that troubled you. There was something familiar about these villains. They make a lot of the same moves as some villains you’d fought before.

All Might runs upstairs to surprise the leader of the gang. As you’re finishing up downstairs, he comes stumbling down with the villain dragged behind him. There’s something different about him. His signature smile is gone, and his cheeks are deeply flushed. When he looks at you, his eyes light up.

“We’re done here,” he says quickly as the police rush into the building. It was unlike him not to be more friendly. He even seems to be avoiding you, pushing through the crowd to get out of the building ahead of you and then not even turning to make sure you’re following.

“All Might!” you call after him as you use your quirk to catch up.

“Don’t…” he growls when you reach out to touch him. He shudders softly, then jumps into the sky to get away from you. You frown before flying up to meet him.

“Toshinori, baby��”

The two of you land on a nearby rooftop. His back is to you, and you can tell he’s panting. You come to him and place your hand on his back. You can feel him trembling under your touch, his suit is damp with sweat. His blue eyes are glowing, wide and wild, when he turns to you. His teeth are bared in a feral growl. It takes every bit of his effort not to pounce on you.

“Run,” he growls.

You’re not sure what is going on, but you don’t hesitate to listen to him. You take off into flight again. He growls as he watches you, his broad chest rising and falling with his heavy breaths. One large hand reaches down to palm at his cock that’s starting to strain against his pants. He pushes his thumb against the head, smearing the precum dribbling out of the tip.

“Keep running, little girl…Or else daddy will tear you apart,” he shudders.

You hate to admit to yourself that you’re genuinely scared of him in this state. Yet on the same token, you’re aware that you can’t get away. You could fly across the planet and he’d still find you. All Might’s speed is unmatched.

Through narrow allies and over the highest rooftops, he chases you. The love quirk he was hit with is even stronger than the one you’d been hit with a few months ago. His senses are so heightened, that he hunts you through the city by scent alone. Everywhere you go, he’s right on his trail. Only the last few strands of his self-control keep him from catching you.

“My sweetheart, so fast,” he whispers as he jumps through the air again.

You make a swift turn to go down into an alleyway when he tackles you. A small yelp echoes off the walls as he wraps his arms around you, and lands on his feet with you in his arms. Your eyes are wide, filled with fear as you look up at him.

“Dont’ look at me like that, princess,” he purrs before leaning in to kiss you deeply. He jumps again into the air, this time taking you to what had been your destination: your home. “Naughty girl, you were leading me home. I know what you wanted.”

“I have medicine there…Sedatives,” you explain as he lands on the balcony.

“Oh! You were going to sedate me?” he sets you down on the ground and begins picking through your pockets for the key to you apartment. In that brief moment where he’s distracted, you try to run away from him again. He grabs your arm and pulls you close again. “Ah, I guess we’ll play it your way.”

He throws you over his shoulder and kicks in the balcony doors. Before you can argue he has you thrown onto the bed and is spreading your legs.

“I’ve been able to smell this little cunt for miles,” he growls as he rips a hole in the crotch of your suit.

“Toshi!” you yelp, but it’s no use.

His face is buried between your thighs and he licks at your core through your panties. He growls and grunts at the taste of you, the smell even overtakes his senses. It’s not about your pleasure, it’s about possession. To smell and taste and feel your body, the body that belongs to him.

“Sh-shit, baby…” you whine as you try to push his head away.

“No, no. Baby, be nice to me. I was nice to you, wasn’t I?” he pouts softly and crawls over your body. He pushes your legs to your chest, holding them in place with one arm while he pushes his pants down. “I just need you, baby. Is that so bad?”

“You told me to run, Toshi,” you whine.

“I know what I said, princess. I know,” he guides his cock to your entrance and begins rubbing the head against your slit. “But maybe I daddy was being dramatic, yeah?”

“Toshi, baby--AH!”

He pushes his cock into you inch by tantalizing inch. Your nails dig into the meat of his broad shoulders. Your walls stretch to accommodate him. All the while he keeps you bent like a pretzel.

“That’s it, baby,” he moans softly as he begins a deep, frantic pace.

The bed creaks beneath you, the sound mixing with the lewdness of skin on skin. Above you, Toshinori pants like a wild animal as he takes you without mercy. It’s a far cry from the gentle, loving man you’ve grown to love so dearly, but in his eyes, you see the same uninhibited affection he always shows when you’re alone together.

“My angel,” he murmurs softly. “My beautiful angel.”

His hand trails down the back of your thigh to your clit. He rubs it in sloppy circles in time with his thrusts. The way you moan for him makes his cock throb inside of you.

“I’m the only one who makes you feel this good,” he says in a tone that seems to be trying to convince himself as much as you. You nod in agreement as drool puddles in the front of your mouth. Despite his roughness, the stretch of him inside you is delicious.

“Only you, Toshi,” you whimper softly.

With a few more deep thrusts, you’re tumbling over the edge. You throw your head back against the pillows and your body twitches with the pleasure of your release. The way your walls flutter around his cock proves too much for him too, and this time he can’t bring himself to pull out. He cries out as he pumps his seed into you.

“Fuck, I’m so sorry,” he whispers as his thoughts clear. He shifts to his base form and gently pulls out of you. He looks down at you underneath him. The bruises on your thighs from his tight grip, the way you’re so flushed and exhausted from him chasing you around the city then fucking you. He feels so ashamed of himself.

“Baby,” you sit up on the bed and reach out for him.

He pulls away, “I hurt you…I forced myself on you…”

“No! No, baby, you didn’t,” you hug him tightly as he trembles. “I wanted to help, but when you told me to run…”

“I love you so much…I didn’t want to hurt you,” he whispers.

“It’s okay, it’s okay.”

You run your fingers through his hair as you hold him. He falls asleep as the last of the love quirk wears off.

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actuallysaiyan · 2 months ago

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Baby I'm Yours(Toshinori Yagi/All Might x Fem!Reader)

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, vaginal fingering, tooth-rotting fluff, size kink(Toshi is in his All Might form), skinny dipping, semi-public sex word count: 1k pairings: Toshinori Yagi/All Might x Fem!Reader summary: during your staycation, Toshi suggests doing a little skinny dipping in the private onsen. of course this leads to something more lewd. a/n: dividers by @adornedwithlight and a very special thank you to @kentocalls for the idea! @pixelcafe-network <3

The onsen looks so inviting as the two of you look at it from behind the sliding doors. It had been Toshi's idea to go skinny dipping in the private hot spring that was attached to your hotel room. You had never done anything like that before, but you couldn’t deny the idea was so thrilling.

He’s blushing like a little schoolboy when he slides open the door to the onsen. The moon is full and the stars are shining bright in the sky. Then you undo the knot holding your robe open and he finally gets an eyeful of your beautiful body. Toshinori’s jaw drops and he coughs as a little bit of blood appears on his bottom lip. He quickly wipes it away, a look of shame flashes over his features.

“What? See something you like, number one?”

The words cause a fire to start in the pit of his tummy. The blush on his cheeks burns even brighter now. The way you tease him makes him feel like some sort of horny teenager unable to control his hormones instead of a middle-aged man. You wink as you slide into the hot water, moaning softly at the soothing effects it has on your body.

“Your turn, big guy.” You say as you lean against the side of the tub. You give him a playful wink.

His heart skips a beat at your seductive tone. He takes off his robe, a little more self-conscious of his body these days than before. Though still in his muscular form right now, he hates the look of that damn scar. It tarnishes such a gorgeous body. And yet, you look at him like he strung the stars in the sky just for you. This allows him to slide into the water with you and pull you close to him.

You nuzzle your head in his chest, making him laugh softly. You gently graze the soft chest hair that sprinkles his muscles, and then you look up at him. Love shines so beautifully in your eyes, he’s smitten. Nobody could bring this big man to his knees quite like you do. He cups your cheek, tenderly caressing it with his thumb.

“Your eyes put the stars to shame, sweetness.” He whispers softly, making your heart skip a beat.

You gently push him playfully, but you can’t help but smile. “Toshinori…you are made of sugar, I swear.”

He presses his lips to your lips. “Tell me, do I taste like it too?”

Your hands come up to cradle the back of his head lovingly. Your fingers run through those beautiful blond tresses, and your lips stay melded together. The warmth of the onsen causes you to relax even more into these sweet and hungry kisses. When he mentioned doing a staycation, how could you even refuse? This was the perfect solution to both of you being completely overworked.

Suddenly he picks you up in his arms and sets you on his lap. You let out a squeal of surprise, and he quiets you with a little kiss. You giggle as he begins to lavish you in soft kisses, leaving you aroused and panting to try and catch your breath.

“I want to take you,” his voice is so gruff. “Right here and right now.”

His hands slide from your waist down to your ass. He gives it a squeeze before he spreads your cheeks. Two of his fingers prod your little hole, making you lean against him for a little more support. You can’t trust yourself to stay upright whenever he makes you feel this way. Your skin is tingling as Toshinori continues to kiss your neck, biting and sucking softly.

“Keep making those sweet sounds for me, honey.” Toshi whispers against your neck. You let out a quiet moan when one of his fingers slides into you.

You try to quiet yourself considering the fact that just about anyone could hear you, but with Toshi pumping his thick finger in and out of you at a dizzying pace, you’re letting out mewls and whimpers. He smirks at the way you react to just being filled with his finger. Another kiss to your neck, his teeth digging into the tender flesh.

“You taste so good,” he growls. “I need you…”

He scissors his fingers to stretch you out, then when he feels like you’ve relaxed enough for him, he pulls them out. You let out a noise of arousal when he brings them to his mouth and licks up the juices. With another needy growl, Toshinori grabs you by the waist and he begins impaling you on his thick length. You let out a gasp, the air feeling like it’s being completely knocked out of your lungs. You look down to see just how much his cock splits you in half.

“That’s my good girl,” he praises. “Just relax. Breathe…”

His voice is soothing to you. His lips press against your temple as you lean against him. Your walls flutter around him, desperately trying to adjust to such a large size. Slowly, you sink down further on him, moaning so pitifully as he fills you up. You feel so full with just half of him inside of you.

“Precious little thing,” he whispers in your ear. “You’re doing so good for me.”

You let out a soft whine, “It’s so much…”

“I know, I know.” He comforts you. “You’re taking me so well.”

Toshinori pulls you closer to him, wrapping his arms around you completely as you sink down the last few inches of his cock. Then he cups your cheeks in his hands, kissing you so deeply. With the stars shining in the sky and making your eyes look so beautiful, he swears he could never fall for anyone more than he’s fallen in love with you. You are the most beautiful, most precious thing in his life.

“Promise me,” he says as he picks up his pace. “Promise me you’ll never leave me.”

You kiss him deeply. “I’ll never leave you, promise…”

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fluff-n-cookies · 1 year ago

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hey, can I ask the reader to be Aizawa's daughter, but she lives with her mother in another country, so when the reader gets into a fight, her mother sends her to live with Aizawa, but she forgets to tell him, so y/ n arrives and says "hey dad, surprise?"

I'm so sorry for responding late, I just been so caught up with school, but sure! (p.s. I'm not sure if you wanted oneshots or headcanons so I did headcanons. sorry about that. and I'm also heacanoning this reader as socially awkward, sorry about that too.) reader is a teen in this!

WARNINGS MENTION OF BOOBS NOTHING GRAPHIC JUST MINETA.

first off, reader is besties with Present Mic and definitely told Mic to tell Aizawa she was coming, but did Mic Do that? NO!

he probably drove you back to UA from the airport and just barged in yelling "BITCH (Aizawa) GUESS WHAT" "what do you want Mic?" "no, guess!"

okay parting away from the crack, Aizawa and you are both dying of embarrassment since Aizawa is teaching a CLASS RIGHT NOW.

So Aizawa is Infuriated since first he knows you hate being put on in the spotlight so he does scold Mic about it while all might handle class 1A's training.

eventually you two do get to talk one on one and the moment after you say "hey dad, surprise?" he just collapses on the closest surface and replies "goddamn it you're too cute to be mad at."

please tell him about every single detail of your trip it makes him so happy. he wants to know you trust him with this information and it makes him feel like he's getting just a bit closer to you. even the bad things that make you cry like a bad break up or an argument with your mom, it just makes him want to comfort you more.

tries to get you some of your favorite snacks from your country so you feel at home.

if you feel out of place in Japan since the majority of us are probably not Japanese and probably do not meet beauty expectations, he encourages you to keep being yourself instead of trying to fit in like everyone else.

1A GIRL SQUAD MAKEOVER! 1A GIRL SQUAD MAKEOVER!

these girls are doing your nails and practically interrogating you about your life in your country.

Momo wants to know ALL the customs and ALL the history, HECK TEACH HER YOUR WHOLE LANGUGE.

Mina DEMANDS TO KNOW YOUR LOVE LIFE AND ALLLLL THE DRAMA.

Tsu, Ochako, and Hagakure are just happy to be there, and Jiro is incharge of music.

they are also the ones protecting you from Mineta so try and stick with them.

now here, Shoto and Tenya are in a silent battle over your love and Mineta and Kaminari are fighting over your Boobs.

Shoto helps control the temperature in your room so it seems more like the climate your used to in your country.

while Iida is purposely taking a languge class that you speak and having you translate it for him so he knows he's doing it correctly. (he knows he is but he just wants to hear your voice.)

OH DON"T GET ME STARTED ON AIZAWA FAM

shinsou automatically switches to brother mode, please let him show you his cat plushes and favorite animes, it just makes him so happy.

Eri HAS to have a sleep over with you at one point, you're like an older sister to her (MOVE ASIDE HADO-)

speaking with Toshinori in english if you come from an english speaking country.

Thank you for requesting and I hope to see you in my inbox again soon!

#yandere aizawa #shouta aizawa #aizawa x reader #mha #bnha #bnha x reader #platonic aizawa #yandere aizawa x reader

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faulty-writes · 11 months ago

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hi! do you think you could do a iida x f!reader where they’re the daughter of sir nighteye, and when he eventually dies they go after chisaki for revenge but iida talks them out of it, and uses his experience with stain to convince them.

sorry if this is too specific, i just really like ur writing, especially the iida ones!

[ Hello dear anon. Apologies that this took longer than anticipated. I ended up having to split this into two parts. So no worries, the second part will be published as soon as I am able. But I hope you enjoy this. I like the aspect of Sir Nighteye having a daughter and her having to deal with his passing. ]

He took EVERYTHING from you and left only an empty void where your heart once resided. It felt like a violent storm drowned you in a suffocating ocean of sadness after your father, Sir Nighteye, died. But this wasn’t as bad as the suffocating worry that your friends surrounded you with.

Since Toshinori had a personal history with your father, he tried to comfort you after this unfortunate event, but you chose to isolate yourself instead. Despite your father’s passing, you knew he would be disappointed that you distanced yourself from everyone, including the man he idolized.

If you got around to cleaning the countless All Might items, he had accumulated over the years, it would be a nightmare. It was bad enough that you had to attend and deliver a eulogy at his funeral. During your speech, you choked on your words and sobbed in front of everyone until Tenya, your closest friend, politely ended it.

After that, he guided you to a private location where you cried into his chest for what seemed like hours. It’s hard to recall if you thanked him for that, but the whole event was a blur. With time, the tragic feeling of sadness gradually changed into anger as you got used to living without your father.

Wait…no that’s not quite right. Anger wasn’t the right word to describe it. The bloodthirsty need for vengeance was more accurate. Yup. You may ask, against whom? Overhaul, otherwise known as Kai Chisaki, caused your father’s demise.

And in your vengeful mindset, you laid out a plan that would, hopefully, confront him and avenge your father’s death. Once you did, you believed it would honor his memory because it would rewrite how he died in vain.

It was evident that your dark cloud of thought followed you to school the following morning, since your classmates’ raised eyebrows, and looked shocked, or just plain concerned when they saw you or passed you in the hallway.

“Ribbit, I know Y/n is still upset over what happened. But she hasn’t talked to anyone about it since,” Tsuyu said, and Eijirou nodded. “Yeah,” he replied, crossing his arms. “I’m worried about her. She’s giving off an aura scarier than Bakugou right now,” the angry blond growled.

“What the hell did you just say!?” He demanded, rising from his seat before grabbing Eijirou by the front of his uniform. Tsuyu ignored them, while Tenya tried to get their attention. “I insist you refrain from engaging in physical aggravation during class hours!” He snapped, chopping his hand through the air.

“Class hasn’t even started yet, damn four-eyes!” Katsuki snapped in response, making Tenya sigh. He believed that Katsuki was certainly rude, and it was unlikely that he’d ever gain the patience to practice proper social manners.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to calm his frustration when Tsuyu spoke again. “Maybe you should talk to her Iida,” she suggested. “You’re her closest friend, right?” Her question was followed by a look of curiosity, and he returned that curious expression while clasping his chin, contemplating.

“I suppose that is correct,” he replied before looking your way. You were slumped over at your desk with your arms resting against its surface. “I am afraid that while I have been attempting to provide comfort for Y/n over the weeks since the death of her father, I have been rather unsuccessful.” He hated admitting that.

“I assumed that she required space and time so as to not further aggravate her emotional state,” he explained before taking a deep breath. “But perhaps a direct approach is needed,” he looked at Tsuyu and walked past Katsuki and Eijirou who paused and observed where he was heading.

“He’s going to talk to Y/n?” Eijirou asked, looking at Tsuyu and Katsuki huffed before dropping his hands to his sides. “Just what the hell does four-eyes think he’ll accomplish by doing that?” he questioned, crossing his arms as he continued to watch.

As Tenya approached, he noticed you mumbling to yourself. Your words, however, were indistinguishable. He stood there for a moment, curious if you noticed him. However, you seemed rather oblivious, so he cleared his throat, hoping to catch your attention.

This didn’t work. “Very well,” he stated, “pardon my reach.” He laid his hand on your shoulder and proceeded to shake you. “Hm?!” Your eyes widened, and your muttering stopped. You clenched your jaw, and turned your head, prepared to snap at whoever was disturbing your not murderous and vengeful thoughts about Chisaki.

However, you latched onto your lip when you saw who it was. “Oh,” a small wave of panic washed over you. Had he heard what you were muttering? If that was the case, you needed to play it cool or dumb. However, it wasn’t easy to fool Tenya, especially since his incident with Mei at the Sports Festival.

You glanced away while rubbing your neck. Here goes nothing. “Oh hey, Iida,” you replied, ignoring how your stomach churned and twisted into knots. As a hero student, you hated feeling nervous, although, given the negative emotions you had been experiencing lately, this feeling was more than welcome.

You frowned and focused on Tenya again. It was scary, in a way, to think that he probably knew more about how you felt than anyone else. Yes, you pushed everyone who attempted to comfort you away and although your actions were justified due to the recent tragedy that occurred, Tenya was persistent.

It was a wonder what he’d think if you told him that the tiny voice of reason in your head seemed to vanish whenever your thoughts switched to Chisaki, and hatred engulfed your heart. He narrowed his eyes, gazing at you with concern.

“Are you…well?” He asked. “Well?” You repeated, your eyes glossing over and your gaze turning toward the front of the classroom. “Yes…I am well,” you replied, but your voice lacked emotion, and that alarmed him even more.

He had been rather concerned about your well-being and state of mind after your father’s death. When Tensei was greatly injured, he experienced such emotional turmoil that he almost lost his sense of heroism and logic.

He would hate to see you go down the same path, even though you claimed to be fine. Yet, when you turned to look at him, he noticed something in your eyes, and it made his stomach turn. He swallowed heavily but decided to address it later.

“I see,” he took a step back and pressed a hand against his chest. “Are you…certain you are feeling well?” He questioned, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. He did not want to believe that you would lie to him. However, he also knew there was a chance that you didn’t even know how you were feeling now.

Emotions were quite hard to explain at times and traumatic events tended to cause one to feel “numb” and as such, a lack of emotion followed, and made it difficult for one to truly grasp just how they felt. He supposed you were also going through the various stages of grief, which too was understandable.

Your whole life changed overnight, and yet the world continued to turn. Forcing you to abide by its rules when all you desired was a break, a mere moment to recollect yourself. Yet, this did not happen. He knew how frustrating that was.

Perhaps that is why his words were of no use to you now and he was better suited to continue to play the role of support. That was quite efficient in most cases because it allowed the individual the space they so required while at the same time, knowing that there was someone there to reach out to when needed.

“Yes,” you replied. Once again, your voice was barely audible. It was almost as though someone was pulling a string and speaking for you. A single recorded phrase that meant nothing and although he did not like it, he had to accept it. At least for the moment.

He nodded. “Very well, I am certain you already know that I will always be present if you require any assistance or perhaps…someone to lend an ear and discuss the ailments you are experiencing,” he stated, chopping his hand rhythmically through the air.

“Yes,” you replied, staring blankly at the front of the classroom again. He curled his lips and shook his head in uncertainty. Nevertheless, he turned around and walked back to Tsuyu and Eijirou, who were now joined by Shoto and Izuku.

“H-hey Iida,” Izuku greeted cheerfully. “Hello,” he replied, grasping his chin, and tapping it with his finger. Tenya ignored how they exchanged glances and the silence that filled the air was broken when Eijirou snapped, “Well!?” Izuku was startled by his outburst while Shoto raised his eyebrow.

Tenya glanced at him. “What happened with Y/n!? Is she okay?!” He urged, and Shoto turned to Izuku. “Y/n?” he questioned, and Izuku shrugged, uncertain of the conversation taking place. Tsuyu walked over and laid her hand on Eijirou’s back, making him recoil before looking at her from over his shoulder.

“Oh heh, sorry,” he replied. He got emotional and sometimes let it go to his head. “We’re all concerned about Y/n,” she explained, glancing at Izuku and Shoto. “It’s going to be a while before she’s okay again. I know she must miss Sir Nighteye.” All of them did.

“Ribbit, but I’ve noticed something off-putting about Y/n lately too,” something that wasn’t sadness nor anger, but an entirely different emotion she couldn’t quite put her finger on. “Hm,” she tapped her lips before looking at Tenya.

“Actually…” she said. Maybe she could describe the emotion she saw in you after all. “The way she’s acting reminds me of Iida,” she commented. “Pardon?” Tenya replied, perhaps the most confused among his friends. “Don’t you remember, Iida?” she asked. “After your brother was injured,” she clarified.

Izuku frowned. “Y-yeah, I remember that T-Todoroki-kun and I w-went after you,” or rather it was a matter of lucky circumstance that they happened to be in the same area as Tenya at the time. “We…defeated The H-Hero Killer together…” he continued, “and a-after…Iida admitted that…” His hands curled into fists.

He had a hard time remembering the emotional impact of that day. Shoto, noticing his friend’s distressed state, placed a hand on his shoulder. He wasn’t much for physical affection, but since making friends at Yuuei, he learned how to provide comfort.

Izuku turned to him, but Shoto’s eyes shifted to Tenya. “Iida went after Stain like a fool,” he said, never one to sugarcoat anything. Although he seemed unaware of the awkward tension he had created. “You let your anger cloud your judgment…I let it cloud my judgment too,” he admitted.

Thinking back to how he used to be, so angry and closed off to the world. He was truly thankful to his friends for helping him escape his shell. Eijirou’s jaw dropped, and his eyes widened as if he had seen the most horrific sight. “Wait…” He paused, making sure he understood everything.

“Are you suggesting that Y/n might…” he shuttered to think about it, but nobody expected someone as rational as Tenya to do what he did either. All eyes turned to him, and quite frankly, he was at a loss for words. “Well, I…” he straightened his posture and pushed his glasses up, looking in your direction perplexed.

“I am not certain…” although given your insistence that you were fine, you may still be in denial about what happened or hiding your true emotions just as he did. “Talking to her hadn’t helped provide you with a clue?” Shoto asked, now making everyone look at him.

Eijirou chuckled and laid his hand on Shoto’s shoulder. This made him tremble in response and look at the redhead as if he insulted his ancestry. “I think you’re being too blunt,” he stated, making Shoto knit his eyebrows. “Blunt?” He repeated but Tsuyu spoke up. “Todoroki-kun makes a good point,” she said.

“Then again, nobody knew what Iida wanted to do until it was too late,” she tapped her chin a few times, letting her eyes linger on you. “Maybe we need to observe her,” she suggested, making Eijirou raise his eyebrow. “Observe her? What do you mean, like keep an eye on her?” she nodded.

“What do you think Iida?” She asked, noticing he was frowning. “I am not certain that is the best strategy as it may invade the barriers of privacy,” he stated, chopping his hand lightly through the air. “However, perhaps that is the only option we have left…” he concluded.

“S-so how can w-we do it?” Izuku peeped up. Eijirou grinned. “Yeah! We have to be stealthy, right?” He asked, turning to Shoto who wore a blank expression as he thought. “I don’t think we need to spy,” he said a minute later. “Just keep an eye on her like Tsuyu suggested,” he noted.

“It doesn’t mean we need to watch her all the time. We just need to make sure she doesn’t hurt herself or wander somewhere alone,” he clarified. “Oh, okay,” Eijirou said. “So, give her space but talk to her when we think she’s doing something suspicious?” In a way, it still seemed dishonest.

“Perhaps that is best,” Tenya said, but in the back of his mind he couldn’t help but wonder if, like him, there was a chance you’d wander off when you suspected no one was watching you. Regardless, it was his job along with your mutual friends to prevent you from walking down a dark path from which there was no return.

“All right, everyone in your seats,” Shota stated as he walked through the door. “Yes sir!” Tenya immediately said, scrambling to get to his seat just as his friends did. While he normally paid attention in class, he found his gaze drifting to you.

You looked intensely focused on your thoughts instead of the lesson Mr. Aizawa was currently teaching. He might be pleased to know he was right. Within your mind, you devised several plans to confront Chisaki. These were the ideas you scribbled down in your notebook.

You assumed that nobody would look at it especially given your unique situation. Yuuei insisted you have sessions with the lifestyle guidance counselor, Ryo Inui also known as the Hunting Dog Hero: Hound Dog. Usually, these sessions are one hour long on selected days of the week. Today was one of those days.

As to not disturb your afternoon hero training too much, the sessions took place during lunch. Ryo usually kept quiet, to your surprise, during the first 25 minutes of the session to give you time to eat. The remaining time was used to talk about how you were feeling, and how you were dealing with the loss of your father.

But you told him what you told everyone else: that you were fine. Of course, he didn’t buy that. “One day you’ll have to face how you feel!” He growled at you. Oh, if only he knew what you were about to do. “If you can’t handle that, come to us!” You hated it when he gave this speech, even if he had a valid point to make.

“You rely on us heroes to protect you even from yourselves!” You knew he meant well but letting someone else handle your demons just seemed wrong. Although that could be your stubborn and determined attitude speaking. Your father taught you how to be cold and calculated in a sense, and to do nothing short of your best.

Yet maybe that played into your naive plan regarding what you wished to do to Chisaki. Nevertheless, the session ended without you learning or improving. Your rushed footsteps echoed down the hallway as you exited your classroom and headed to Gym Gamma.

You had some regret not taking your hero costume with you to your session with Ryo, but it didn’t matter now. You carried it with one hand while your other was wrapped around the strap of your backpack which hung off your shoulder. As you turned the hallway corner, you stumbled back and fell to the floor with a thud.

The suitcase containing your hero costume flew and bounced on the floor a few times. It then hit the opposite wall near an empty classroom. Your backpack contents spilled out, littering the floor. You sat up, hissing softly.

“Ouch…” you muttered before someone stepped in front of you. “Apologies,” when you looked up, Tenya stared back at you. He was dressed in his hero suit, apart from the helmet that normally concealed his face.

“Hm?” When he realized he had run into you, he leaned onto one knee and glanced at you from head to toe. “Are you injured? Forgive me, I was not anticipating someone coming around the corner at the accelerated speed you were going,” he explained.

“Yeah well…” You glanced away, irritated. “I’m not injured…” you muttered. “Then may I assist you in gathering your things?” He asked, referring to the contents of your backpack. You sighed and slowly sat on your knees.

“Yeah, I guess,” you replied, picking up the first few items within reach. Tenya walked around and picked up one of the textbooks. He handed it to you before grabbing the notebook you were writing in earlier that morning.

After placing the textbook in your backpack, you grabbed said notebook. However, it slipped between your fingers when Tenya handed it to you and landed on the floor again. Your vengeful ideas were scribbled across its pages and were now laid open for the world to see.

You cursed yourself for hesitating because that allowed Tenya to pick up the notebook and curiously look at what you had written down. Your heart pounded and you could only helplessly watch his eyebrows knit together.

“Pardon but-” You jumped to your feet and snatched it from him. He looked shocked by your behavior. “W-what are you even doing here!?” You demanded, clenching the notebook to your chest, and glaring at him. He blinked a few times, and you noticed a suspicious look in his eye.

“I…was merely assisting an injured classmate to Recovery Girl,” he replied. You huffed “Good for you,” in response before frantically picking up the rest of your things. You shoved them into your backpack and grabbed the metal suitcase containing your hero suit.

“Y/n?” Tenya asked, watching the spectacle with serious concern. However, he remained silent as you raced down the hallway. This was despite his urge to exclaim that running in hallways was prohibited. Little did he know your cheeks burned red.

‘Stupid, stupid, stupid!’ Out of all the things he could have seen. Well, maybe you could just…make some excuse if he asked about them. Something along the lines of getting your emotions out on paper. Yeah, that sounded fine. Writing was a form of coping, right?

Although you weren’t certain how much of that Tenya would buy, the way he looked at you the rest of the day only indicated that his suspicions were high. You tried to ignore it to the best of your ability and avoided him when you could.

You knew that might come back to bite you, but you didn’t care because there were more important things to do. Like conducting research regarding Chisaki’s whereabouts. Luckily, it was easy to fool Principal Nezu and the rest of your teachers.

Simply, you told them that you needed time for yourself and felt overwhelmed by your emotions. You couldn’t be disturbed while doing research. Although you felt some remorse for using your father’s death as an excuse to do your vengeful research, it would be worth it.

They granted you a week off without consequence. The only condition was that you had to stay within Yuuei student housing grounds and continue your regularly scheduled sessions with Hound Dog. A small price to pay, not that you were going anywhere, not yet at least.

Although the student dorm was a bit eerie during the day because of the dead silence with the occasional creaks and cracks of the building settling, you tried not to let this disturb you as you started your week-long research. Of course, your friends were concerned when they noticed you were absent from class.

In addition, you rarely left your room during the evening. However, none were more concerned than Tenya. Frankly, he couldn’t help but think back to the strange writing you had in your notebook. It wasn’t that hard to figure out that those writings and your current behavior were connected.

“A-are you sure about this I-Iida?” Izuku asked. “Yeah, I mean she could just be trying to express herself. Nothing’s more manly than taking control of your emotions!” Eijirou declared with a smile while Tsuyu thought quietly.

“I’m most certain the writing within her notebook was not merely a method to cope with her emotions,” he replied sternly. “Are you sure?” Eijirou asked before Tsuyu spoke up. “Ribbit, well if Iida is right then Y/n needs our help,” she concluded.

“Well, if there’s something wrong and she’s going to go through with what she wrote, I agree,” Eijirou said. Izuku clenched his jaw, his features twisted with uncertainty. “B-but we…we can’t just f-force help onto h-her…” he stated before glancing away, trying to devise a reasonable solution in his head.

“W-what if they try to…l-leave? They haven’t even b-been in class lately a-and…” he frowned. He hated thinking you would do something sneaky like him, Shoto, Tenya, Eijirou, and Momo had when The League kidnapped Katsuki.

Leaving in the middle of the night without telling anyone and running around the city in disguises wasn’t the nicest or smartest thing they could have done. Not to mention how they neglected Tsuyu’s feelings on the matter. However, at least they patched things up and Eijirou and her were closer than ever.

All eyes seemed to linger on the ground. More than likely, they were all thinking the same thing Izuku was. “Maybe…we can ask Yaoyorozu for help?” Tsuyu suggested, naturally catching everyone’s attention. “May I ask you to elaborate on your suggestion?” Tenya replied, and Eijirou nodded.

“Yeah, why ask Yaoyorozu for help?” he asked. “I’m sure she can figure out a way to keep track of Y/n without us interfering,” she explained. “Huh…” Eijirou thought about her words, glancing at Izuku who seemed concerned about the idea of asking Momo for help while Tenya sighed.

“Perhaps it would be beneficial to use alternative methods to ensure we don’t worsen Y/n’s already fragile condition,” he said before looking at Tsuyu. “Do you believe Momo could provide such a solution?” Tsuyu smiled, the tip of her tongue sticking out from between her lips.

She nodded in response to Tenya’s question and with some hesitance, the four of them sought her out. “I’m honored that you’d ask for my help,” Yaoyorozu said, placing a hand on her chest. “But I don’t know what I can do,” she said, tapping her lips a few times.

“Y/n is entitled to a little privacy and time alone to sort out her feelings. I can’t imagine what she’s going through,” she said with a frown. “That’s exactly why we need your help!” Eijirou exclaimed, curling his hands into fists.

Yaoyorozu looked at him, her eyebrow raised. “Come on, there must be something you can do,” he said while Tsuyu laid a comforting hand on his back. “Iida is mostly concerned about what he found in Y/n’s notebook,” she explained. “Her notebook?” She asked, looking at Tenya perplexed.

“I’m not certain if the writings found in her notebook were a coping mechanism that assisted her in organizing her complex array of emotions or perhaps…plans she wishes to enact,” he explained. Silence lingered in the air shortly after. Eijirou looked at Izuku before walking toward Yaoyorozu.

“Whatever it is, Iida is right to be concerned. We all are!” He stated, determination shining in his eyes before grabbing Yaoyorozu’s hands. She looked shocked by this action, almost as if it were foreign. He leaned forward, locking eyes with her.

“He’s doing the right thing by bringing this to our attention. Even if Y/n doesn’t want our help, we need to prevent her from making a big mistake,” he said, tightening his grip on her hands. “So please,” he brought her hands against his chest where his heart pounded erratically.

“Will you help us?” He asked. “Mm…” she glanced away, thinking for a moment. “Alright,” she said, standing up. “I think I have a solution,” extending her arm, it glowed a faint blue hue before several oval-shaped devices fell onto the floor, each one clinking as they piled on top of one another.

“Huh?” Eijirou looked at the devices, clearly confused about what they were while Tenya picked one up, examining it closely. “These are motion devices,” Yaoyorozu explained before a larger, more rectangular device manifested from her arm. She quickly grasped it before it hit the floor.

“Here,” she said, holding it out to Tenya. He looked perplexed but took it, nonetheless. She smiled proudly and placed a hand on her hip. “That will alert you when the motion sensors are set off, but it may be impossible to tell what sets them off,” she explained.

“Still, I know it will help with your request,” Tenya enclosed his hand around the device. “Thank you very much for your assistance. I am most certain this will help indeed,” he replied, smiling at Yaoyorozu. She returned it and looked at Eijirou, Tsuyu, and Izuku.

“I believe we should find appropriate locations for these motion devices,” Tenya said, kneeling to gather them in his hand. “R-right!” Izuku replied, helping him pick them up while Eijirou laid his hand on Yaoyorozu’s shoulder.

“Yeah, thanks! We owe you one!” He grinned like a madman showing off his pointy-shark-like teeth and while that may unsettle some, she nodded. “Glad I could help,” she said, “especially if Y/n needs it.” A frown came to her face. “I hope they’re alright.” It was evident she was just as worried as everyone else.

Following this, Tenya carefully considered the proper locations for the motion devices. He believed the most beneficial locations were the front steps of the Class A dormitory, the entrance to the nearby forest, and along the road to Yuuei High. Yes, these particular spots would also be triggered throughout the day.

However, there was more likelihood that, if by chance you would leave, you’d do it at night. The days following were some of Tenya’s most emotionally heightened. He was constantly on edge, waiting for something to happen.

When night came, he always woke up to the sound of the motion devices going off. However, every time he hurried outside, he found that something else triggered it. Like an animal curiously passing by in the dead of night.

While his friends lost hope or doubted that the writings Tenya described in your notebook were malicious, something told him that was not the case. Perhaps one could call it intuition, but he could not accept that those writings were merely emotional expressions.

He believed they were motives. Plans you wished to take into action, and he would not rest until he caught you in the act or prevented you from doing it. So, he continued to wait, and the following night, he was jolted out of his sleep when the device went off as it had done many times before.

He hitched his breath, immediately grabbing his glasses. Despite being in his sleepwear, he slipped on a light jacket, put on his jogging shoes, and left his sleeping cap on his bed. The last thing he grabbed was the device that had jolted him awake and went to your room.

He noticed that your door was left ajar. “Mm…” Despite respecting the inner sanctum of another’s living space, he placed his hand on the doorframe and peered into your room. Even with the lights shut off, he noticed that your bed was undone, and you were nowhere to be found.

He also noticed that the dresser drawers were open, almost as if you rushed to gather clothing before disappearing. His grip tightened on the doorframe, his nails digging into it briefly before he ran down the hallway. He knew his frantic steps might alert his classmates and wake them from their sleep.

However, he did not care, there was a more pressing matter at hand. This was, of course, finding you and possibly stopping whatever horrific act you wished to commit. He had to find you before it was too late. He had to save you.

He pushed past the front door of the student dorm and hurried down the stairs as the cool night air evaporated his breath. He looked back and forth along the road that surrounded the student campus, and his heart sank when he realized you were nowhere in sight.

Silence fell over him, accompanied by the cries of owls and the chirping of insects in the distance. Then he extended one leg out in front of him, bending it at the knee and extending the opposite leg behind him. His calves shifted and six small engines appeared that sparked to life with a loud rumble.

A deafening silence fell over the world around him as his eyes focused forward. He was about to take off to search the surrounding areas where he had placed the motion devices as he had done countless times before. The only difference was that he was certain you had left the premises this time.

While it could have been easy enough to assume you had merely woken up in the middle of the night to have a snack or use the restroom, it appeared you had taken provisions. This was enough to convince him you were out here.

His engines backfired temporarily when a hand grabbed his shoulder, surprising him and breaking his concentration. “Wow, heh, sorry Iida,” Eijirou said, flashing him a smile. “We were wondering if you’d be out here,” Tsuyu chimed in, coming to stand next to Eijirou. Tenya knit his eyebrows.

“Well, heh,” Eijirou rubbed the back of his head, “you kind of woke everyone up with your rushed footsteps…and Izuku wanted to know what happened,” he explained, nervously. Tsuyu nodded. “When he noticed you weren’t in your room, he searched the dorm, ribbit.”

She then shrugged. “I figured you’d gone after Y/n or something else that triggered the motion sensors,” she explained, pressing one finger to her chin. “Yeah, but we didn’t want you to search alone anymore or go after Y/n by yourself, considering how determined you can get sometimes,” Eijirou said before looking around.

“I was just preparing to track her down,” Tenya explained, almost sounding irritated that he had been interrupted despite knowing his friends meant well. “We’ll help then!” He declared and ignored Tenya’s raised eyebrow.

“I am not certain that is the most beneficial-” Eijirou grabbed onto his shoulders, shaking him. “Which way do you want us to go?!” He asked frantically, and yet again Tenya looked at him with a raised eyebrow before a sigh passed his lips. He felt annoyed but knew that, perhaps, the more help he got the better.

Then again, this was a delicate situation and if more than one person approached you, there was a chance you’d become hostile. That is why he needed to ensure that he found you first. But regardless, he nodded. “Very well,” he said, clasping his chin in thought.

“Perhaps Tsuyu can provide assistance in searching behind the campus. I will search the area up ahead,” he stated, motioning with his hand. “Right, I’ll go this way!” Eijirou exclaimed before running in the opposite direction. In Tenya’s mind, he wondered if they’d get in trouble.

The teachers keep a close eye on the student housing, but surely, they’d understand this situation if Tenya explained it to them. “Good luck on your search Iida,” Tsuyu said before hopping off the ground at a great distance. He watched her soar through the air and turned to see Eijirou looking back and forth a long way down the path.

He trusted that they would do the right thing if they happened upon you but now wasn’t the time to sit and contemplate that. Once again, he got into position, and without delay he was gone in a flash, leaving nothing but lingering gray smoke behind.

The world blurred around him as he sped by, yet it all seemed to be happening in slow motion. The piercing wind against his body felt like a thousand tiny cuts across his exposed flesh, but he didn’t care. Like a true hero, the only thing he focused on in this moment was you.

Near the wooded area, opposite the student dormitory, he slowed his pace and leaned over. Placing his hands on his knees, he panted softly and wiped the sweat from his face. His chest felt heavy, and perhaps that was the weight of responsibility he felt.

He needed to find you, but how? There were endless possibilities as to which direction and path you had taken. Even with his friends searching the area, what was the likelihood that they’d find you before the sun rose? His soft panting continued, and the cool air around him made his moistened skin sting.

The feeling of doubt was beginning to linger in the back of his mind when he felt something vibrate in his pocket. “Hm,” he paused and leaned up before pulling out the device. He looked at it perplexed as it continued to vibrate in his hand.

He pondered for a moment if this was merely another false alarm and that an animal had triggered one of the many motion sensors that were scattered about the area. However, as he lifted his head and glanced into the distance, he noted the trees that made up the nearby forest.

He couldn’t recall at this moment if he had placed a motion sensor in the location he was currently in, but perhaps this was a sign. He swallowed thickly and placed the device back into his pocket before his engines reeved again and he took off for the forest.

The ground underneath him seemed to change in density, its surface turning thicker and more slippery. Perhaps that was due to the mud that accumulated in the area, and he had to slow his pace the closer he got to the entrance of the forest to not slip and fall. He would despise being covered in mud.

Taking a deep breath, he ignored the pounding of his heart in his chest as he cautiously walked up to the first set of trees and noticed a small square device resting against the base of one of the said trees. When he got closer, the device in his pocket vibrated once more.

“Hm,” he clasped his chin and looked at the ground. Although it was dark, the moon allowed him just enough light to be able to make out footprints that led into the forest. “Mm,” he frowned and slowly kneeled to examine them closer.

It was impossible to tell if these were your footprints or perhaps someone else’s, but either way time was ticking away, and seconds were precious now. It was evident that there was a chance you had deviated from the path and instead, took refuge in the forest.

If that were true, then not only were you in danger of getting lost but potential animals could cause harm to you as well. Regardless, if there was a sliver of a chance that you had attempted to hide yourself in the greenery, he needed to take it.

With that in mind, he headed to the forest. He cautiously glanced around and despite the darkened sky looming above him, the small amount of light provided by the moon helped outline the trees and the path that nestled between them.

[ Part II ]

#tenya x female reader #iida x fem!reader #iida x female reader #tenya ida x reader #iida x y/n #tenya x reader #tenya x you #tenya iida x reader #iida x reader #tenya x y/n #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n #bnha x you #faulty writes: tenya iida: 23 #faulty writes: tenya iida: legacy of sir nighteye: short series: 23 #faulty writes: tenya iida: 24 #faulty writes: tenya iida: legacy of sir nighteye: short series

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stitched-mouth · 1 year ago

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Making Porn With The Number One Pro-Hero

Pairing: Toshinori Yagi (All Might/Skinny Might) x Fem! Pro-Hero! Reader.

Warnings: NSFW, Smut, Jealous sex (?), Mirror sex, Oral sex (fem receiving), Secret ((established)) relationship, Recording sex (so y’all make porn), Minor hair pulling, Semi-public sex, Intercourse (P in V), you two are almost caught in the act, mention of you two previously being caught in the act, I finally used a condom!! (I usually write about creampies but this time I didn’t), Some bitch tries to touch our All Might but fails, We accidentally punch her in the face, Toshi is pussy whipped.

Format: Kinktober Fic, Day 2.

Writing Time: Over 4 hours (with no breaks, longest amount of time I’ve ever spent on a fic).

Word Count: 3,308.

A/N:

Day 2 of Kinktober! Enjoy!

The introduction is ridiculously fucking long, idk why but skip to the first —-//— if you’re like me and only interested in the sex. I hate the beginning part anyway and it’s very obvious my writing has suffered from my hiatus, but oh well. It will get better.

Technically you get railed by Skinny All Might in his All Might suit, hope that’s ok.

I have to give this thing a part 2 at some point, this is way too hot and I’m so proud of it.

I kept writing then deleting then rewriting this shit (which is why it took 7 hours) so y’all better let me know if you like it :)

Being in an secret relationship with the Number 1 Hero was difficult to say the least.

Having to sneak around everyone was fun and slightly erotic at first, but slowly became annoying and a bit painful at times.

You had recently told Toshinori about a sexy fantasy you had of him. To have him fuck you in his dressing room right before an interview, ideally from behind in front of a mirror whilst you record, you two had made porn before (for only you two’s eyes, no one else’s!!) so recording sex wasn’t new to you guys.

Sadly your lover had made it clear countless times before he didn’t want a public relationship for the sake of protecting you and others. You understood completely and was happy Toshinori valued protecting you over everything, but that didn’t mean you didn’t long to hold his hand in public.

Very few knew about you two; Young Midoriya, David Shield, Sir Nighteye (RIP) and Aizawa (Aizawa finding out was an accident, he had caught you two in a compromising position in Toshinori’s classroom after school hours). But you both was content with those who knew about you two, you trusted all of them, and didn’t plan on adding anyone else to the list.

Early on into your pro-hero career, you were introduced to one journalist and news reporter who you honestly couldn’t remember the name of. She was young and very attractive, no doubt becoming the face of her news station because of her pretty face and impressive figure. She was well known to interview pro heroes and flirt with them, and unsurprisingly lot of them would flirt back.

She had interviewed All Might a few times and like usual she would flirt a lot. He’d see straight through her and politely respond in a professional way, so you had no problems with her because you trusted your boyfriend to shut down her advances. She wouldn’t be the first girl to throw themselves at the Number 1 Hero and definitely wouldn’t be the last, so you were used to seeing Toshinori be placed in uncomfortable situations which made you feel bad for him but due to your relationship being a secret you didn’t feel like it was your place to cut in. But Toshinori always handled it well.

One interview you didn’t see coming though.

You were lucky enough to be able to be interviewed with your boyfriend.

“So, Mr All Might, I’d love to go over some of your best fights of your career…” The news anchor smiled and batted her eyelashes at him.

“Of course! I’d love to!” All Might grinned.

For the millionth time? Really? You rolled your eyes.

“BUT before we do that, I’d like to talk about your more personal life first…” She grinned back, moving closer to him on the long couch you were all sharing.

You moved uncomfortably in your seat and looked around, not really knowing what to do with yourself.

“Ok, sadly I can’t promise I can all questions about my personal life but you can absolutely ask.” All Might smiled.

“Great! So… you have had quite a long career as a pro hero who is very much so in the public eye, I imagine forming and keeping relationships in your personal life can be difficult?” She asked.

All Might moved his head to both sides as if he agreed and disagreed with her assumption, “Well it’s definitely not easy forming them, but keeping the ones I have been lucky enough to form is easy. I’m very lucky to be surrounded by friends and family who I know care about me both as All Might and Toshinori.”

The reporter nodded, “Right. As you mentioned family, are you planning on starting a family?”

You raised an eyebrow, feeling although the question was a bit strange.

All Might laughed, his laugh boomed loudly in your poor ears, “HA HA! Oh no Dear, I don’t so. I am an old man now, I unfortunately missed the opportunity for a family years ago.”

You and Toshinori had only briefly discussed children, you desperately wanting a child later on in your career and Toshinori feel although being Number 1 Hero made having kids not an option and that by the time he retired he was too old. It wasn’t really a conversation you two had managed to find a conclusion to, so you were a little annoyed All Might was talking as if it had been decided.

“Well a lot of young ladies like older men, Sir. I know I sure do. And a lot of young ladies would be more than willing to bear The All Might’s children.” The reporter giggled and moved closer to him and placed a hand on his shoulder.

She had never actually touched him before.

All Might chuckled uncomfortably and carefully leaned back to make her hand fall off him, but her hand stayed put. Without really thinking, you leaned over and picked up the foreign hand on your boyfriend’s shoulder, and threw it back into the reporter’s face. She almost punched herself in the face with her own hand.

You gasped and stood up, “Oh I’m sorry!”

You really didn’t mean to do that. You were only trying to get her hands off your man. You hadn’t meant you almost punch her.

She quickly fixed her hair and glasses and glared at you for only a split second, before laughing nervously and looking into the camera in front of all of you, “Oh Dear! No worries! We can edit that out, this isn’t live.”

The cameraman nodded at her and three of you continued your now incredibly awkward interview. All Might breathed a small sigh and grabbed your hand, you couldn’t tell what the sigh was for.

—-///—-

You were also concerned about people questioning your actions, why were you so concerned about some girl touching All Might? It was such a obvious sign of jealously. Oh Well… at least she didn’t touch him again.

A small knock was pressed against your dressing room door and without a response it was opened, “Darling?”

All Might.

He stepped into your room and closer the door behind him as you turned to face him. He immediately deflated in front of you, leaving his skinny scrawny figure in place.

“Hi Love.” You sighed and walked over to him.

He quickly wrapped his long arms around you, pulled you close and began kissing your neck.

You blinked in shock, “Toshi?”

“Oh my Love. I never thought I’d ever see you jealous.” He whispered against you before biting down on you skin.

You moaned in delight, “S-So you’re not mad?”

“Why would I ever be mad Princess?” He laughed a bit, in his Skinny form his laugh sounded so good and didn’t burst your eardrum.

“Oh my Love…” Toshinori sighed again at the completely lewd sight of you and dropped to his knees.

He grabbed your thighs in his massive hands and gave your pussy a sweet kitten lick. You threw your head back and moaned again. He started kissing and licking you slowly before sucking.

God, his tongue felt good. You were going to lose yourself to it.

“Oh baby I want you so much…” Toshinori whispered in between eating you out, whilst pulling you closer and closer to his hungry mouth, scaring you for a brief second into thinking you’d fall out of the chair.

It was dangerous but Toshi wouldn’t let you fall, ever.

You pulled his head up from your heat and he whined, “Toshi… I’m so empty now…you need to just fuck me…”

Your lewd expression and hushed tone only made him strain against his suit. Without thinking much, Toshinori stood up and ripped a hole into the crotch area of his Silver Age suit.

You gasped, “Toshi! Your suit!”

“This suit can be fixed, Dear. But later I’ll need you to go to my dressing room and bring back something to wear when we’re done.” He smiled softly while pulling you up and out of the chair.

Toshinori picked up the chair by the armrests and placed it against the door, locking you both in. He turned back to you and smiled again.

“Fuck…” Toshinori whispered, he was incredibly turned on by the sight of you bent over showing him everything you had to offer.

Toshinori then rubbed your aching entrance with his great throbbing cock. You whined for him to just put it in and he was happy to appease you.

Toshinori always started with slow gentle strokes only with the tip but that wasn’t good enough for you now, he had already worked you up from eating you out just a few seconds earlier and the idea of your fantasy had you too desperate now. So you whined again and tried to fuck yourself on his cock at the pace you need. Toshinori caught on pretty quickly and grabbed your hips and pulled you fully around him.

Because of the mirror, both of you were able to see each other’s faces. Toshinori’s brow full of sweat and mouth covered in your cum and his own salvia was godly. Not to mention his look of determination as he continued pounding you brought you closer and closer to edge.

“All Might!” You cried, not really hearing yourself over the sound of his balls slapping your cheeks.

But he heard you (and possibly some others in the building) and he groaned in your ear, “Princess! Oh my good little girl!”

Fuck!

He knew calling you ‘little girl’ made you crazy.

“Oh All Might please!” You begged.

You knew you sounded like a bad pornstar, but you didn’t care. You knew Toshi loved it and was about to give into your begging.

But before he could, the worst thing you could imagine happened next. A loud knock on the door.

“Miss?”

Both you and Toshinori froze and stared at each other in the mirror in fear and shook.

“Y-Yes?!” You answered.

“Miss, your driver is here waiting for you. They are outside.” It was likely one of the crew members of the station. They turned the door handle, shooting fear through you so bad you could scream, but it didn’t open.

The crew member must of wondered why the door wasn’t opening, considering none of the dressing room doors had locks on them for safety reasons, but didn’t ask why or for you to open the door and instead just let go of the handle.

“Oh o-okay…t-thank you. Out in a miiintue!” You quickly choked out.

“Great. Do you happen to know where Mr. All Might is? His car arrived first but he isn’t in his dressing room.”

“Nooo!” You whined.

You could see the see the evil smile on your boyfriend’s face in the mirror. No question, you were going to (try to) kick his ass after this.

“Ok, no worries. Thank you for coming Miss!”

Footsteps were heard leaving the door, presumably to go find your man. Toshinori laughed slightly and pulled your head back by your hair and started moving at the same fast pace he was before.

You groaned at the small pain and glared up at your soulmate, “You like torturing me, asshole?”

“Maybe a little.” He smiled.

“Oh please just make me cum, Toshinori.” You sighed, giving him your best doe eyed desperate-for-sex expression.

Your lover was more than happy to fulfil your request. This was definitely by far would be the best sex tape you two ever made.

—///—

Later on the two of you were getting ready for better, you had finally finished your night skin care routine and was headed back to you and Toshinori’s shared bedroom. He was still up reading a book in bed like usual, he looked and smiled when you walked into the room.

“Toshi,” You began as you got comfortable in the bed, “What changed your mind today?”

“About what, Love?” He asked and put his book away to pull you closer to him.

“When I told you about my sex dream, you said it wouldn’t happen.” You pouted at him.

Toshinori’s cheeks darkened, “Well, you got me all hot and bothered during the interview.”

“How?” You raised an eyebrow.

“I like to see you handle touchy women for me.” Toshinori smiled shyly now.

“Oh really?” You giggled, “You like having a jealous girlfriend?”

“A bit, yes.” He admitted.

“Aw… maybe I should set them straight more often.” You grinned and kissed his neck.

Toshinori shivered, both from the idea and the attention you was suddenly showing his neck, “Yes please…good girl.”

You felt your heat burn at his words as well as his erection grow under the duvet and you eagerly wanted to head down under the duvet. But you both still had something to say.

“I’m sorry love, I was just a little scared about people finding out about us, and being intimate outside our home has got us caught before…and I feel like we already take a big risk with recording our moments together.” Toshinori sighed.

“So you don’t want to record anymore?” You looked heartbroken.

“Oh no, Princess! Of course not!” He pulled you into his lap and wrapped his arms around your waist (you could feel his lover’s boner, which you wonder if he forgot about), “I love have something to remind myself of our best moments.”

“We don’t have to record anymore if you’re worried it could get out.” You replied, still looking sad.

“Honey, that’s not what I was saying..” Toshinori kissed your head, “I love you and I love how excited you get by the camera. And I love watching our little videos.”

You looked up at him, “I love you Toshi. And I just want you to be comfortable.”

“I am comfortable, I’m always comfortable when I’m alone with you.” Toshinori smiled.

You turned to look at him and kissed one of his sunken cheeks, “Ok… so if I keep your female fans in line… what will you do for me?”

“What do you want love?” Toshinori asked.

“I want a reward, All Might.” You grinned and slowly stroked your lover’s excited friend.

“Little Princess… do you think my cock at full size is a good enough reward for being such a good girl for me?”

The camera got a very lovely shot of your wetness soaking through your sweatpants just from his words. You felt your cunt clench around nothing and you looked back at your lover.

“Yes please Daddy.”

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palesweetscherryblossom · 8 months ago

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I would love to hear more because I currently cannot imagine what this would look like. But I am excited

Y'all gonna eat good.

-So, All Might is the ruler of the seven seas, you and Deku are his adopted children, since both of you came from Inko and she married Toshi.

-Inko sadly passed away thanks to humans so All Might and by extension, Izuku are incredibly protective of Reader.

-Toshinori is a protective and obsessive Yandere while Deku is a possessive and analytical one

-Like in the movie, Reader still has the fascination with humanity and desires to flock together with mankind.

-Enter Shigaraki, who is the forsaken and universally hated adopted son of AFO, a sea warlock who tried taking over the sea. AFO is actually Reader’s father, and died of a broken heart due to you being taken away -Shigaraki is an obsessive, possessive and stalkerish Yandere.

-Shigaraki had been watching over his little sibling and desperately wanted to make All Might and Deku pay for brainwashing and keeping you away from him

-Same old, same old happens, with You saving Prince Todoroki from a storm. Shigaraki catches wind and decides that now’s the perfect opportunity.

-Oh, how his cold heart breaks once seeing your precious human artifacts be destroyed.

-After making the deal, You now gotta choose between the love of your life, your family and Shigaraki

Massive shit show in the making

@thecuriousquest

#platonic yandere #yandere mha #Yandere Deku fam #Little mermaid au #yandere shigaraki

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yandere-kokeshi · 2 years ago

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I apologize for making it so detailed

If Its Ok Could you Make Some Pro heroes React to The reader Not waking Up for a Few DaysDue to Tiredness cuz of their Angel quirk?

Warnings: Other than slight mention of blood, then none!

Authors note: Your totally fine, you didn't know! Sorry Hawks headcanon is a bit shorter than All Might’s; I didn’t know what else to add for the dumb bird man.

I also wanted to add that this is based on my opinion, so when reader uses their angel quirk too much, they get ‘sick’; thank you for the request <3

Hawks / Kiego Tamaki:

He would be extremely worried for you! When he sees you drowsy, rarely leaving the bed and eating makes him realize that he, your most amazing husband, can take care of you whilst being ‘sick’

Keigo will try to allow you to sleep as much as you can, but three days are the max. Sadly, he will wake you up every other hour to help you eat, drink, and walk you to the bathroom if needed; even offering to bathe you.

If you don’t feel like getting into the bath, he’ll get you undressed and wings-friendly wipes to clean off the sweat and dirt off your pretty skin.

As much as Keigo loves to see you rest and be cuddled up with his pillows… he may or may not join in and miss a day of work or two; simply sliding in, covering you with his wings while kissing your hairline, squeezing your waist.

Hawks will gladly make you chicken noodle soup, tomato soup, or anything that’s easy on your stomach; he’ll offer to massage your wings, get deeply into your joints and muscles to make sure you sleep well.

He brings you an excessive amount of pillows and blankets, making sure you’re well comfortable before leaving work. This includes him stopping at his breaks and flying to your shared apartment, slightly shaking you awake to make sure you haven’t died yet.

Keigo is rarely away from you when you’re in this state, practically behind you, ready to come at your call for anything you need. Want a certain food? Sure! He’s getting buckets full of it and your favorite sweets as well.

When you’re hungry, he insists on hand-feeding you like a baby; scooting closer towards your warm body until you give in, wiping your face whenever the soup gets on your face.

As much as Keigo hates seeing you in this state, he does get very prideful when you’re very drowsy, not only does he get to take care of you and show you that he’s the only one for you, he may or may not pray for this to happen more.

Once your sickness is over, he’s damn well happy. Not only does he get more cuddly, but he takes you out for a nice dinner on the balcony of a tall building: decorated with the best foods in Japan and candles laid out and about.

All Might / Toshinori Yagi:

You’ll give Toshi a scare, that’s for sure. He already worries about you but now you have a negative trait to your quirk usage where you’ll sleep for days? Oh goodness.

Toshi treats you like you have an extreme stomach flu; much like Hawks.

He’s always at your beck and call, ready to drop everything in his hand to help you. Want some rain sounds in the background to help you sleep better? Absolutely! He has it all and the curtains closed. Want a really soft blanket that won’t itch your wings? How dare he! He runs to the nearest store and buys three blankets double the size of his. Want to cuddle and watch a movie together? Of course, he buys your favorite drink and rubs your back and wings for you, kissing your forehead.

He makes sure the room is clean and nothing is in your way, fearing you’ll fall and ‘hurt’ yourself more than you should; hell, he’ll even deep clean the whole house even if he’s coughing up blood.

Toshi is cooking you the freshest and lightest meals for you, making sure that you’re well hydrated and often offers to make you tea to help with your symptoms.

When you’re resting, he tries to let you sleep as much as you can and help you catch on your ‘beauty sleep’ so your body can heal. Rarely, does he disrupt your sleep, but other than to wake you up for bathroom and water breaks, he lets you sleep for however long.

Whenever you’re ready to take a bath, Toshi is there helping you, rubbing your wings with special ointment to help you relax; the room is filled with your favorite candles, scents, and refreshing salts to help with body aches. He’ll offer to wash your hair, gently praising you for getting out of bed.

No matter how much you practically tell him that this is normal for you after overusing your quirk usage, he can’t help but worry; what if you get so hurt your wings fall off? What if he isn’t there to help you and you slip in the bathtub? What if you drowsy sleepwalk into the balcony and fall? Oh god.

When he does come into your room, he tries to be very quiet but ends up admiring you, even if it whines that you look ‘horrible’ or ‘disgusting’. He may or may not take pictures of you laying in the bed, keeping them in his phone to admire later.

Toshi takes care of you like a mother hen: He makes sure to catch your fever every now and again, making sure you’re drinking water or orange juice, and tries to get you into the bath. If you can’t, not a big deal! He’ll wipe wing-friendly wipes to help the sweat and dirt off.

Once you recover from this state, Toshi will sigh in relief and rethink things to make sure this won’t happen again; practically begging you to not use your quirk over your limit.

After a few days of your recovery, he’ll take you out on a nice dinner with your favorite dessert.

—

Thank you for reading! My masterlist

Reblogging, commenting, and likes are very appreciated and welcomed! Stay well

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aliveinacoffin · 1 year ago

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Master List

Of the .1 fics that I've written/posted on here

⋆｡°✩ Spider-Verse ⋆｡°✩

( ´ཀ` ) Miguel O'Hara

Lunch Date - PT1 PT2 - Fluff/Implied F!Reader, can be ignored if you squint

↓ All somewhat connected, neither have to be read to know context, though, I would rec to read top first↑

Come Back To bed - PT1 PT2 - Angst little comfort/GN!Raader

A Difference In Fate - F!Reader, angst no comfort,

Coffee for us - GN!Reader, fluff

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ My Hero Academia ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

✩࿐ General

Boyfriend Imagines - Gen!Reader/Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugo, Eijiro Kirishima, Shouta Aizawa, Denki Kaminari, & Hizashi Yamada - fluff, headcanons, just tooth-rotting fluff :>

ᓚᘏᗢ Aizawa Shouta/EraserHead Hospital - GN!Reader, angst/fluff comfort, TW suicidal talk, and dying) Strawberry Fanta - PT1 Introduction - (Rest On Ao3! Finished) - NSWF!F!Reader, TW yandere, stalking, violence (his name isn't spelled right I don't think? I'm so sorry) Orange Fanta - PT1 - Story and context on Ao3 - NSFW Fem!Reader, TW Yandere, violence, sexual content, dubious consent/noncon Silent Nights Exhibition - No reader, only zawa NSFW: public nudity, gremliness My own mirror - PT1 - PT2 - no reader, 3rd pov TW: Suicidal thoughts, smoking weed, implied abuse, parent death, brief mentions of ED With my whole heart- GN!Reader, angst/little comfort/none, TW: Yandere, violence, mentions of kidnapping, drugging, staking Hating you as well - PT1 PT2 PT3 PT4 - F!Reader, little angst/mostly just the sillies - you just wanted to make friends, but one GUY keeps making that impossible for you, it was like he fucking hated you! And for what!!

❆Shoto Todoroki♨

Deja ya de llorar - GN!Reader, tiny angst/major comfort just cute all around

♬♪ Present Mic/Hizashi Yamada

You're Not Just Him - Pregnant!F!Reader - Fluff - You make your husband take a break from work and have a family day with you and the kids.

✰ ✰ ✰ All Might/Toshinori Yagi

Important To You - Toshinori & Daughter!Reader - angst/no comfort TW! Neglect, parental abuse, depressive episode, mentioned eating problems, bullying, and mjc death - Being the daughter of such an important man was already hard, but after he gets deathly ill and the death of his best advisor? Forget about it!

༺｡° .ᘛThe Last Of Us 1&2ᘚ. ° ｡༻

Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Ellie Williams

Ellie Band Au Headcanons - no reader- nsfw & sfw parts

☀︎ Grand Theft Auto V ☀︎

Wedding Ring - F!Reader- Smut, cursing, manipulation - Michael De Santa has ghosted you for moths, and now he shows up to your house unexpectedly.

My Ao3!

Unfortunately, I do have unfinished works, and new ones in progress, but it's okay because I guilt myself enough for the both of us.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Requests are OPEN! ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

Won't do: Scat, water sports, puke (in that way, if ya know what I mean lol). Thats kinda it :)

Will do: Pretty much everything else lmao Post dividers by @cafekitsune

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Fandoms I can do!

MHA

Undertale

Across The SpiderVerse

Rick and Morty

Grand Theft Auto 5

SouthPark

The Last Of Us&1 (Games 2)

Harry Potter

Adventure Time

The disastrous Life of Saiki K

F is for Family

Mystic Messenger (Though, I will warn you I haven't completed the game 100%, so I'll go off what I know so far/what I've seen from the fandom.)

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lightdustchild · 2 years ago

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Hello, hope you are having a good day/night?

I was wondering if you did All Might/Yagi Toshinori

If you do could I request Yagi x tall male villain reader who's like a total badass enemies - loves kinda thing

I've never written for all might but I'm going to try! Also his appearance is like Young all might :) He is still older than eighteen don't worry. This might be a little 18 plus 😃 sorry not sorry

All might/ Yagi toshinori x male villain reader

Enemies to lover's

All might the number one pro hero, someone all villains hated and dreamed of defeating one day. You had a few encounters with him but he never caught you and sometimes you found yourself hiding and watching him from the shadows. Every essence of your being screamed for you to hate him he was your enemy after all. But you just couldn't something About him was so intriguing.

"We meet again" Toshinori said as he stepped into the empty Alley way you were in. "I haven't caused trouble so why are you here?" You asked as you lit a cigarette and placed it in your mouth. "You've done things before!" He stated and you blew a puff of smoke "Yet you have failed to catch me" came your snarky reply. His eyes narrowed as he looked at you before he walked towards you, you didn't move as you continued puffing smoke into the air. Eventually he made his way in front of you "Why aren't you running" he asked seeming genuinely curious. "I'm not in the mood at the second" you said and dropped the cigarette before stomping on it. A smirk found its way on your face as you raised your palm against his chest and shoved him against the wall on the other side of the Alley way and then laid your hands at his sides preventing him from escaping.

His breathing picked up and you scanned his face before moving down truly examining him since you now have him so close. You grinned before looking up at him eyes flickering down to his lips indicating what you planned. "This is un becoming of a hero and villai-" you cut him off as you pressed your lips against his he showed no restrictions as he let you slip your tongue through his lips. Titling his head and leaning forward he deepened it further, pulling away you smirked mildly amused "You were saying?" You asked your voice Cocky as you looked at him. He turned his head and looked away a light blush covering his face. Feeling proud of yourself you removed your arms only to have him grab them and pull you back. "Hm?" You hummed being confused for the first time "When can I see you?" He asked and you grinned "I'll always be there you just have to look" before you disappeared. "What have I gotten myself into" He mumbled and you found yourself thinking the same thing.

#bnha #x reader #mha #all might x you #all might x male reader #yagi toshinori #toshinori x male reader #toshinori x you #x male reader #villian reader

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jp---v · 2 months ago

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Series is over, I still want interaction... that isn't all negative

So I'll do what always works and talk about shipping. This will be solely constructed around my own opinions. Let's start with the basics, in no particular order:

it's gonna be a long one...

Midoriya Izuku and Uraraka Ochako: Supportive best friends. Each other's biggest fans. Adorably flustered. They're both blushing constantly. If you can't at least acknowledge this ship, you might just hate wholesomeness.

Kirishima Eijiro and Ashido Mina: Horn buddies. Inspire each other. Literally color-coded. Power couple.

Todoroki Shoto and Yaoyorozu Momo: Two socially awkward, rich kids. Still very innocent. Again, each other's biggest fans. Also, like, canonically the two most attractive in the class. Bi-panic everywhere.

Iida Tenya and Hatsume Mei: So chaotic, possibly good for Iida's uptight personality, very likely bad for his health. He'll go gray by 26. I also don't think Hatsume really has any interest in... anyone like that. Hatsume don't need no man! Hatsume makes all her babies by herself!

Kaminari Denki and Jirou Kyoka: Aesthetically pleasing, and you know sometimes all a guy needs it to make a girl laugh. Kaminari would be way too into PDA and she would act like she hates it but be just as affectionate when they're alone.

Tokoyami Fumikage and Asui Tsuyu: His weird poetic lines vs her straightforward barreling to the point. I kinda feel like they only really get shipped because they were partners for one exam and they're both heteromorphs. Could be cute though.

Toshinori Yagi and Midoriya Inko: Fun in theory, but for some reason any approach to this ship kind of feels like Izuku wrote his own self/reader-insert fanfic with tags like All Might is y/n's stepdad, All Might marries y/n's mom, y/n is All Might's secret love child, etc...

Ojiro Mashiro and Hagakure Tooru: The invisible girl is the interesting one in this relationship... jokes aside, Ojiro actually has been shown to actively try and include Tooru in conversations when she's out on the edges. He doesn't treat her differently because she's invisible at the very least, which I would assume would feel like something huge to her. She often acts wildly to get people's attention, so always having someone's no matter what else is happening is a nice thought.

#boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha ships #mha ships #gonna add more eventually

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abbacchiosbelt · 2 years ago

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Oh Love, Pull Me Closer | 2023 Rewrite - Chapter 1: Window to The Soul

THIS IS NOT A NEW FIC. Please read this post on AO3 for more information!

Notes: TL;DR from the link above ^ - I am making a return to my multi-chaptered Yandere!Toshinori Yagi/All Might fic in 2023. Before I begin posting new content, though, I am going to be rewriting and updating previously posted chapters. The story itself won’t be changing, but I will be editing every chapter. I will also be going back to make the reader insert gender and appearance neutral. I’ve learned a lot of important information about those topics since 2019, and I want to make the fic more accessible! If you’ve read this before, I urge you to read my rewrite of Chapter 1 and subsequent updated chapters when I release them.

CW: Yandere behavior (this story will be getting darker with each chapter), nonconsensual use of someone’s photos, self-hate, unhealthy behavior.

WC: 4.9k

It had been a long time since Toshinori had taken any time for himself. During his prime, personal time was a long-forgotten concept. He was slowing down, though. His muscle form was down to 1 hour, which was almost exclusively tied to teaching at U.A. When he had no duties, he often found himself aimlessly wandering the city.

Toshinori felt lonely during those times – yet he couldn’t bring himself to sit alone in his nearly empty and far lonelier apartment. He had never decorated it, hoping one day to live in a home; and to have a family. He was nearly invisible as Toshinori Yagi. People avoided looking at him, scared that whatever sickness he had would infect them. He avoided looking at them too. Still, his walks gave him time to think, or to avoid thinking, depending on how his day went.

Today was particularly bad. His scar was acting up more than usual, and his lesson plan had gone awry. ‘Stupid.’ He chided himself often, justifying it as self-discipline.

He tried to clear his head as he walked down the sidewalk in one of the quieter parts of the city, stopping to window shop at some of the local businesses. One business he looked at sold bright green plants, while another seemed to be showcasing art for sale. He had even seen a store for vintage items, which piqued his interest.

‘Not today.’ He reluctantly pulled himself away from the vintage shop, taking a few steps to the next one. He peeked in the window, surprised to see what appeared to be a coffee shop rather than a business. It had been a while since he had visited this part of the city, he supposed. He considered going in. He looked again, noticing it was mostly empty save for the barista and a young adult on their computer.

The stranger lifts their head up and stretches, shaking their head gently from side to side. He felt flustered. They were cute, so cute that it made his heart skip a beat. He continues to watch as they turn to the barista, their lips curling into a smile before opening to laugh. ‘Stop looking.’ He swallows, his throat feeling tight. He peels his eyes away and fishes his phone out of his pocket.

‘I’ll look up reviews first. If they’re bad, I won’t go in.’ It was an easy enough justification. Surely the cute stranger wouldn’t even talk to him, let alone look at him if he went in. So, he’d find an excuse to leave, to go to the usual corporate coffee shop on his way home.

He looked up at the building in search of a name. A colorful and well-worn sign hung above him, reading “A Coffee or Two”. He typed the name into his phone and hit search, his phone screen quickly filling with positive reviews. There were even several glowing reviews focusing on their tea selection. Oh, he could never refuse a good cup of tea.

‘I’ll just stop in. I won’t sit.’

He resigned himself to his fate, walking a few more steps to open the door to the shop. The door jingles quietly as he opens it. The inside was like the sign – colorful and rustic. Some sort of gentle piano song was playing over the speakers. Plants and various knickknacks decorated the shelves, and a large record player in the corner catches his eye. It reminds him of the one that his family had owned. The warm and familiar atmosphere of the shop helped ease his nerves.

A loud and cheerful voice snaps him out of his thoughts.

“Hi there! Is this your first time?” He looks up, the barista looking hopefully at him. He nods, and they beckon for him to come over. He swallows, taking a quick glance at the stranger sitting at the table again, noticing they have headphones in. They must not have noticed him enter, which made him relieved yet slightly disappointed despite his gloomy outlook. Yagi takes a few steps over, noticing that the entire wall behind the counter was chalk, filled with various things to order written across it. It was a little overwhelming.

“I know we’ve got a lot to choose from,” the barista says, pointing at the sign. “But I can help you pick if you’d like.”

He nods at them, eyes averted. He notices they had tried to make eye contact before he shied away. ‘Probably just customer service.’

“Are you a coffee or tea drinker?” The barista asks.

“Tea.” Yagi replies, clearing his throat. He hadn’t spoken to anyone since he had left U.A. that day.

“Ah, a tea fan! You can find those to the left of our menu,” the barista pauses for a moment, waiting for him to look up. “We also have a special ‘Hero of the Week’ tea. This week, we’re celebrating Kamui Woods!”

He considers a moment before replying. Removing the burden of decision would feel nice. “I’ll take that one.”

“Great!” The barista replies. “I’ll get that for you right away. Just take a seat anywhere and I’ll bring it to you.”

“The uh – what will be the cost today?” His voice was still a little strained. The coffee shop he normally went to wasn’t nearly as friendly as this one - it was in and out, as the store was often so busy that baristas barely had time to shout out customer names before they had to resume making the next order.

“I’ll tell you what, it’ll be on the house today,” the barista says, grinning. “You’re our first customer to try the Kamui Woods tea blend rather than the coffee.”

‘Well. Maybe I’ll just sit for a minute.’

Yagi felt strange about the barista’s kindness. Did he really deserve it? He nods his head at the barista before sitting down at a table close to the stranger. He didn’t want to be the creepy old guy that sat next to the only other person in the coffee shop.

But...

He couldn’t help but position himself in a way that he could see the stranger, their face still buried in the laptop that was in front of them. He lets his stare linger for too long, watching as their eyes flick across the computer’s screen. He feels stupid for being so drawn to them. He didn’t know a single thing about them. He scarcely indulged himself in these thoughts – the thought that he might make a friend as Toshinori instead of All Might, and the thought that he might find a relationship.

“Here’s your tea!”

Toshinori jumps at the barista’s voice, his thoughts interrupted.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you,” the barista says, shooting him an apologetic smile. “Please enjoy!”

He smiles back, small but sincere. He brings the cup to his nose, inhaling the earthy scent. He wondered what the stranger smelled like, immediately grimacing to himself.

‘That... it's too creepy. But... Maybe a floral scent? N-no, don’t think about that.’

Toshinori shook his head, trying to clear the unwanted thought. He didn't mean for it to sound creepy, but there was no other way to describe how the thought made him feel.

His head snaps up when he hears an unfamiliar voice.

“Haruuu, I’m stuck.” He looks at the stranger, noticing that their headphones had been discarded. He catches the inflection in how they pronounce the name ‘Haru’, and wonders if they aren’t a native speaker.

“Hey. No whining when there are customers in here!” The barista scolds, giving them a pat on the head as they walk past.

They look over at him, a sheepish expression on their face.

He looks back, his cheeks heating up. ‘Shit.’

They stood up and walked over to his table (oh god are they actually coming over here), a sheepish smile on their face.

“I am so sorry you had to hear that,” they say, putting their hand behind their head. “I’m just uh… a little stressed. Usually, at this time of the day, it’s just me and Haru.”

‘Their voice is so cute.’

“It’s no problem.” His voice cracks. ‘Calm down. They're just being nice.’ He pauses for a moment. His urge to solve problems - to help others out with anything they needed - was something that he always carried with him. This shouldn’t be any different, he figures. Just a quick talk. “What’s wrong?”

They seem to perk up a little at his comment. Toshinori feels pleased. “I’m a grad student. I’m working on my thesis, but I’ve got a bad case of writer’s block.”

His heart was racing. Should he continue? Would they want to keep talking to him?

“That sounds interesting. If you don’t mind me asking… what’s it about?” He asks, genuinely curious - still, he can’t believe that he’s having an actual conversation with them.

They smile at his question, and Toshinori feels warmth blooming in his chest.

“Well, if you really want, I can tell you about it,” they say. Their eyes looked kind, he thought. “But I don’t want to bore you to death.”

“Oh, you won’t!” He replies, a little too fast. Their smile doesn’t falter, though.

“Um, if this isn’t too weird, you could come join me at my table?” They motion toward their laptop. He should say no, or he should suddenly come up with a reason to leave — but he doesn’t. Instead, he nods at them.

Toshinori follows them back to their table, tea clutched nervously between his large hands. His heart is beating so loud in his chest that he’s worried they’ll be able to hear it.

‘They're just being nice. A beautiful person like them doesn’t want you.’

Toshinori takes a seat across from them, not wanting to push their boundaries. No one usually wanted to be close to him like this anyways, his bony limbs and dark eyes often scaring people off. He watches curiously as they reach down and pull a large backpack up onto the table, shoving their pair of headphones inside before setting it back on the ground. He felt excited, the potential of this stranger overwhelming him. What would they talk about? Did they like American movies? What was their name?

‘You won’t see them again. Don’t get attached.’

“Okay,” they start, clapping their hands together. “So, um, how much do you follow heroes in the media?”

‘I wonder if they're a fan.’

He chews on the inside of his lip. He could say so much - he wants to say so much. But since they were strangers to each other, he reminds himself to hold back. “Hm, some. It’s important to stay informed.”

“Oh, perfect! I’m actually writing my thesis over the media and how they portray heroes.” Toshinori watches how animated they are as they speak, trying to draw himself away from looking at their lips - they looked soft. Inviting. ‘They would never kiss you. Look at yourself.’ He nods at them as they continue speaking, and watches with mirth as their smile grows wider. It had been a long time since a stranger had smiled at him like that.

“Well, actually, it’s a lot more than that. I’m going to be looking at a specific hero. Although he’s a bit secretive with his personal life, so it’s hard to get a feel on how the media has affected him through his career.” They peer down at their laptop, quickly typing something in. He swallows.

“Oh? Who’s that?” He watches as they look back up, eyes meeting his again.

“All Might!” They reply, their tone one of reverence.

Oh. Oh. He coughs, averting their gaze. ‘Oh my. They are a fan.’ He quickly forms a reply. “That’s true. He’s quite private.”

“Right? Well, I can’t say I blame him,” they look back up at Toshinori, eyebrows knitted in concern. He felt like he could burst with excitement. “He’s... incredible. I just wonder if the media ever gets under his skin.”

“Why All Might?” He asked. He didn’t want to hear about himself – not really. He was just curious about them.

“Well. There are a lot of reasons,” they reply, their expression suddenly sheepish. He wants to put his hand on their shoulder and tell them that it’s okay, that he could listen to them talk all day… ‘Stop thinking about that.’

“All Might… he’s been an inspiration to me for a long time. I love how passionate he is. He doesn’t make anyone feel like they’re not important.” They pause for a moment. “As someone that’s quirkless, it means the world.” They avert their gaze, almost certainly embarrassed about revealing their quirkless status to a stranger.

Toshinori felt like a liar for letting them talk about All Might like this. They were revealing such personal things to him - and yet, he wanted to hear more. Something about them captivated him.

“Even though it’s been a little hard, I don’t regret picking the topic,” they say, looking back down at their laptop. “I could never get enough of All Might.”

Toshinori coughs at their words, blood splattering out onto his hand. He felt mortified as he pulled a tissue out, trying to discreetly wipe the blood away.

“O-oh no! Are you okay?” They stand up and hurry over to his side of the table. “Do you need me to get you anything? Water? Haru!”

‘Dammit.’ They were so close - close enough that he could smell the gentle perfume they were wearing. He wanted to melt into the floor.

“N-no, it’s quite fine.” He groans, trying to keep the blood hidden. They don’t look convinced. They were probably disgusted, he thought - they were just being nice. Haru - ‘the barista’s name’ he reminds himself - hurries over with a handful of towels. Toshinori looks between the two of them and sighs, taking the towels.

“If you’re sure.” They reply, looking him up and down as if he was hiding another injury somewhere. He glances at their expression and sees no sign of disgust evident. Were they just hiding it? Haru returns to the back of the store, leaving the two of them alone again. He gets up to throw his mess away, shame coursing through his veins. He sits back down, unable to look at them.

“I’m sorry,” he says. He felt awful. Toshinori knew he shouldn’t have walked in the coffee shop in the first place - he was just a burden.

“There’s nothing to apologize for,” they reply, gently. Silence passes between them for a moment before he wills himself to look up at them. Instead of the grimace he’d come to expect from strangers, they’re smiling. He notes that they smile quite often. ‘They must be like that for everyone’, he thinks.

‘You’re not special.’

He clears his throat. “About your project... It does sound interesting.” He hesitates before he gets the courage to speak again. “I think I would like to read it when you’re finished, if that’s okay.”

Their smile grows even wider - maybe he wasn’t a liar. Just a friendly stranger who wanted to help. ‘You’re lying to yourself.’

“Oh wow, really?” They practically shout, excitement obvious in their tone. “Thank you! I wish I had more to show you now, but I’ve got to do some more digging on All Might.” They wave their hands apologetically before continuing. “Lemme get your contact info so we can stay in touch.”

Toshinori wants to tell them something, anything - about All Might. About himself. But that was an impossibility.

He simply hums thoughtfully in response and nods. Before they can respond, a quiet jingle interrupts them.

They pull out their phone, and Toshinori’s throat tightens - there’s an All Might keychain dangling from the headphone jack. He feels frozen as he watches their eyes scan the screen before their fingers start tapping against it. He almost wants to run, his nerves eating away at the happiness he was feeling. He could imagine the revulsion they would feel, watching All Might transform into this. A skeletal old man who couldn’t go an hour without coughing up blood. Why was he still here? He regretted saying he wanted to read their paper. Maybe he should just leave, or give them false contact information.

He opens his mouth, preparing to make an excuse to leave before they interrupt him.

“Sorry about that, I actually have to run.” They say, shutting their laptop. He feels his heart drop. He wanted to leave first, to unburden the stranger of any pleasantries they feel like they have to perform out of politeness. They give him another smile, and he feels his resolve to leave fade away. He waves his hands, a signal it was no big deal. Maybe he could enjoy the feeling – if only for a moment.

They start talking again as they pack their backpack, and this time Toshinori notices the University emblem stitched onto the front - Golden Hero University. It was a popular school for exchange students, along with quirkless students. He turns his attention back to them, trying to ignore the fact that their university was close to his residence. “I really enjoyed our conversation. Sorry I talked so much! I just… well, I don’t have many friends here yet, minus Haru.”

“It’s fine. I enjoyed it as well.” Toshinori replies. They were lonely too – in a different way from him, but still lonely. He knew how it felt all too well. He stands up to leave, his heart pounding. He would be bad for this stranger.

‘Leave. You only bring sadness.’

“Wait!” They squeak, quickly walking over to his side. They hold out a small, egg-white card to him. “Um, if you want to read the paper, you can find me on these sites. Well, when it’s done. It’ll be a while. Plus, I’m always in here.” They pause, realizing they’d been talking at a rapid pace. “Er. If you liked the tea.”

They laugh at their own rambling, and Toshinori’s chest was tight. Why did they have to be so charming? He takes the card, giving it a quick read. Their name was… interesting. It fits them well.

“Sure.” He replies, a smile tugging at his lips. They were so enthusiastic. But still. ‘It’s too dangerous.’ He wasn’t oblivious to the obsessive feelings that were already building up in his mind. For their sake, he needed to stay away.

A moment of silence passes between the two before they stick their hand out. “It was really nice to meet you,” they start, eyes suddenly going wide. “Oh! I never got your name.”

Shit.

He thinks for a moment, panicking – he had to use a fake name. There was no other way. Should he pick an American movie star? Something obscure? A student’s name? ‘Shit shit shit just think—’

Toshinori puts his hand in theirs as he thinks, but the euphoria of how pleasant their hand feels against his is almost too distracting. He wonders what their skin would feel like under his.

‘Disgusting. You’re shameful.’

“It’s… S-shima,” he blurts out, nearly stumbling on the fake name. He feels stupid – he had taken the name of his favorite cider, unable to think of anything else. They shake his hand, their grip strong. The combination of their strong grip and the way that his hand dwarfed theirs sent his mind racing with unsavory thoughts. It was almost too much to bear, and then—

“Well, it was great to meet you, Shima!” They release his hand, and he lets out an internal breath of relief. Still, Toshinori wishes he could have held on for just a second longer.

They sling their backpack over their shoulder and call out a goodbye to Haru before heading towards the door, turning around to wave goodbye. “I hope I see you again!”

Toshinori wanted to see them again too, desperately. There was so much he wanted to know. He looks at the business card in his hand and carefully folds it before putting it in his pocket.

Maybe this time - even if it was just one more time - he could indulge himself.

It had been several hours since Toshinori had arrived home. He had sat in front of his laptop, nervously folding and unfolding the business card they had given to him. He thought about throwing it away and forgetting it all, forgetting how their nose crinkled when they laughed and how soft their lips had looked—

'You should. Fool.’

He felt guilt, too. Guilt that he was looking at them with lecherous thoughts and thinking about such… intimate things with the first stranger to show him real kindness in a while. It was wrong.

‘How pathetic, getting this excited over a stranger.’

It just wasn’t about how they looked or the way they made him feel, though. Toshinori was intrigued by the way they spoke, and the genuine passion for their subject of study. The way they hadn’t looked at him in disgust. The way they hadn’t recoiled when they shook hands, his calloused and bony hand touching theirs. Maybe just once, he could look at the websites the card they gave to him provided... Just to find out more about them, nothing else.

Toshinori fishes the business card out of his pocket and unfolds it with shaky hands, turning the card over to look at their information. They had their full name printed across the top in an ornate font and a link to their website at the bottom of the card. He reaches to the side of his computer and puts on his reading glasses, having trouble making out the tiny font they had used.

Toshinori types in the name of the website and is greeted with a professional-looking website, their name printed in large font across the homepage. The website had splashes of color that correlated with GHU. He clicked around for a bit before he found the contact page. Their email was listed, as well as a Twitter link and an Instagram page. There was no harm in looking, right?

Toshinori clicked on the little blue bird first. Their name popped up, a cute cartoon rendering of themself as the profile picture. He saw that there were a lot of words – he didn’t have enough time to look through all of their posts now, despite how much he would like to. Twitter was a website he had used under All Might’s persona – though almost exclusively through a PR person. He knew how to read a page, though. He felt his heart in his throat when he read their first tweet.

“had a good day for the first time in a while. met a friendly stranger and talked his head off about my thesis!”

Was it… about him? He bit his lip and clicked back, his heart pounding in his chest. It was too much to look at right now. He navigated back to their website, deciding to look at their Instagram instead.

Well.

Their Instagram page was far more overwhelming than their Twitter.

Toshinori had never used Instagram before - the official All Might Instagram was run by someone at his agency. The layout was completely foreign to him, but it couldn’t be that hard to figure out. He tentatively clicks on the first photo, unsure of what would happen. He’s surprised as it opens to a bigger version of the photo, their image plastered across his whole computer screen.

It was a picture of them sitting on a bench, surrounded by flowers. He thought he recognized it as a local park near the area. Maybe their barista friend, Haru, had taken it. He thought their smile looked radiant in the photo. There were no words on the picture, just little icons. Sometimes Midoriya texted him those. He should learn to use them, maybe. He searches for a way to exit the photo, suddenly excited to look at more.

Toshinori clicks through their page, feeling himself smile as he saw each new photo. He saw several pictures they had taken of themself in various places around town. One photo with a cardboard cutout of All Might that they were hanging onto. His eyes widened when he saw the next picture – a photo of them on the beach wearing a swimsuit. He swallows, saliva thick in his throat. Should he…?

He clicks on it.

The bathing suit wasn’t anything that would be out of place on a public beach, but seeing this much of them… It was almost too much.

Toshinori feels himself grow red as he stares at the photo, looking at their body, every bit of it pleasing to the eye. What would that body feel like pressed against his? He feels himself grow even hotter, cock suddenly straining against his pants.

'Don’t do this.’

But maybe… Just once. Another indulgence, just for today. It would be quick.

Toshinori palms himself through his pants, glancing at the picture again. What if he came back to the coffee shop as All Might? He would charm them easily, sweep them off their feet. He was All Might, after all.

'You can’t abuse your power.’

He grits his teeth. It was true. But no, this was just a fantasy - it would stay in his head.

‘It’s okay if it’s just once.’

Toshinori thinks about how small their hand had been compared to his as he pulls his cock out of his pants, giving it a languid tug. He imagined it was them touching his cock. It was difficult for him to get hard in this form – he didn’t like to look at himself, let alone allow himself to feel pleasure. He felt too disgusting for it. But with them on his mind, maybe it would work.

Toshinori looks back at the photo, stroking himself slowly. They would go outside, and he would whisk them away, somewhere hidden. He’d feel their soft lips against his, their soft moans filling the air as he used his hands to explore their body. He’d remove their top and run his broad hands over their chest. He strokes his cock faster, imaging his lips on their nipples, sucking and licking. He thought about how loud they would moan, how they would sound calling out ‘All Might.’

He would press himself against their body, letting them feel how hard he was - they would no without a doubt how much he wanted them. How much All Might wanted them. Oh god, he wanted them. He thinks about what their lips would look like wrapped around his thick cock, their mouth straining to fit the whole thing inside.

Toshinori groans as he increases his pace again. He looks at the picture, drawn to their lower body this time. He wanted to bury his head between their thighs, to work them over until their legs were shaking from pleasure - to feel their hands grip his hair and push his head into their center while they cried out his name.

Toshinori felt like he was close, his hand squeezing around his cock even harder, pumping desperately.

‘No one would want you like this.’

No, don’t think about that right now. He closes his eyes, hand still wrapped around his cock. He thinks about tasting them again, about sliding his thick fingers across their center.

‘Look at yourself now. Hideous.’

Please, not now. Just this once, he wanted release. His grip softens as he hopelessly pumps his cock, his member growing softer.

‘That’s right. You don’t deserve this.’

Toshinori releases himself, flaccid cock laying against his pants. He was right – this was a mistake. He couldn’t lie to them. He couldn’t just show up as All Might and abuse their trust just to get into their pants. Even if it was just a fantasy, he couldn’t do it.

It would be unjust, criminal - he would never do that to anyone.

Besides, no one would want to touch him in this form - sallow complexion, body all skin and bones. Messy hair and dark, unnerving eyes. Toshinori Yagi – not All Might.

‘Filth. That’s what you are.’

Toshinori slams his laptop shut, feeling disgusted with himself. He thinks of how horrified they would be if they knew what he really thought about them. He was filthy. Worthless. He tosses their business card into the trash, grunting in anger at himself. This would be better for them.

Toshinori gets up and walks over to his couch, sinking down into it with a groan. He wanted to melt into the couch and forget all about them and what he had done. He had ruined everything.

And yet…

Toshinori still couldn’t stop himself from wanting more. They had been so kind, and so caring to a stranger like himself. He thought they might be a little naïve, to give out so much information about themselves to a total stranger.

Toshinori bolts up, his mind processing his most recent thought.

What if he could protect them? Even as Toshinori, he could do that. They deserved to be protected - the world was so cruel, and it was the least he could do in return for his terrible thoughts.

‘Coward. You won’t go back.’

Toshinori balls his fists, tight. He wasn’t a coward. He was All Might, for fuck’s sake. He wouldn’t be a coward. His past self was afraid to reach out for fear of being broken, but no longer.

Toshinori couldn’t be their personal hero as All Might – he had a duty to protect all citizens. His time was limited as All Might.

Toshinori Yagi, however, could make time.

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