#shoto todoroki x black reader smut

[blqstar]

i’ve been drooling over todoroki all day like it’s not even funny.

like omg imagine bf!todoroki giving you backshots, hittin’ it like crazy. keeping your back arched nice and pretty, jus how he likes it. locking your arms behind your back w/ just one hand so you won’t mess it up.

the other hand messily grabbing onto the back of your neck, making his hard thrusts more controlled and maintaining his fast pace. doesn’t keep his pleasure to himself either, making it loud and clear how much he’s liking it with his moans, groans and whines.

“pussy’s so good, baby. cum f’me, please!” you moan out, pleased by the sound of his desperation for your sex. but with the position you’re in and your face literally smashed into the pillow, it wasn’t very loud.

you move your hips backward, meeting his own. the sight itself makes him throw his head back in pure ecstacy, barely stopping himself from nutting too quickly. the hand on your neck swiftly goes to the flesh of your ass, gripping you tightly and forcing you to go deeper.

“yess, throw that ass back on my dick. good girl.”

the coil in your abdomen was getting stronger and stronger, ready to burst at any second. you give out a muffled cry, squirming a little.

“sho, yes!!—oh my god, im gonna cum.”

after those words, it finally bursts. your body shaking, cunt tightening around your boyfriend’s cock. his thrusts become sporadic, signaling that your boyfriend’s givin’ out.

“oh god, ‘m gonna nut. oh fuck—“

he pulls you close as spurts of his cum paint your walls deliciously. you whine at the warm feeling, feeling too good to move.

“i should really start hittin’ you from the back more often.”

[rumisgf]

“all mine”

katsuki hates having to share. he hates your friends who wanna hang out you when you could be spending time with him. he hates your parents who call you when you could be on the phone with him. he hates when he has to part ways from you to go on missions.

which is why he always has you trapped under him when you’re alone. he likes to keep you where you can’t escape— where you can’t run from his thrusts or all the love he’s giving you.

“k-kats! f-fuckkkk..”

he only goes harder when you cry out for him. he loves it. he loves when you whine and beg for more of him.

“all. fucking. mine.”

his words are punctuated by his thrusts and the slapping of his bare skin to yours. your walls tighten around him and he groans, burying his head into your neck.

and after you both finish, he holds you. holds you as if you’re gonna run away. you’re showered with praises about how pretty you are and how good you are for him. he almost doesn’t wanna get up when he lifts off you, picking you up with ease.

bakugou carries you to your kitchen, sitting you down on one of your kitchen stools. he grabs a water bottle and brings it to your lips, and you obediently take a sip. he smiles at your tired out state.

“there ya go, my good girl.”

he makes you both of a meal, and again carries you to bed once you both finish enjoying the food and each other’s presence. snuggling into bed with you, he wraps strong arms around your waist and gives you soft kisses on your neck until he hears your soft snores.

this is all he wants. all your time. you, in his arms. for all his life. he just wants you to be all his.

@ rumisgf

[fizziedoodle]

dating shoto pt.2 ✿̈

[gamblersdoll]

I don't know if you feel comfortable writing something like that, but...

shortly after Y/N and Deku announce their engagement during a dinner where they invited their friends...

Katsuki and Shoto, extremely jealous, fuck her in her and Midoriya's room while the others are downstairs.

If they don't convince her to leave him for them, maybe fucking her at the wedding will do it.

your heart was pounding, throbbing even when he had gotten on one knee. your friends all squealed, whipping their phones out and recording you both.

he had the perfect ring, one that wasnt cheap nor a ass load expensive. it slipped on your finger so well, not tight nor loose. izuku gave you a deep kiss, all smiles and kisses from his excitement for this.

you both were getting married.

until, bakugou and shouto found out that you were getting married. their fists clenching in anger and jealousy.

the beach house you all had rented was nice, but it became tarnished in only hours.

“fucker think hes got one up on me, ill show him.” bakugou spits on your clit, rubbing circles in it while he thrusts in and out of your walls. “can’t speak about this being so wrong because hes my best friend, huh?” he asks.

you couldnt, your head tilted back and shoutos cock going in and out of your throat. “how come it was him? why not someone like us?” he asks, pressing a hand on your throat to feel his cock plunge in and out. “we obviously can give so much more.”

“yeah, fuck yeah.” katsuki groans, fingers tweaking with your nipples. “could give you so much more than he can, baby.”

you gag a bit, causing yourself to clench around his cock and him moaning about how tight you got. shouto only chuckles, hand groping a breast and landing a light slap on it. “taking it so good, pretty girl.”

you dont know how many times you came by now, youll say the low end being six times in the matter of ten minutes.

“either you leave deku, or we’ll fuck you at his wedding.” katsuki spits again, his hips getting out of rhythm and him breaking his resolve slowly. “your—choice!”

“choose wisely, pretty girl.” shouto adds, his cock going deeper.

[darkmajesty-xo]

more pornstar au ! a romantic scene w. shotoroki 😩

18+ MDNI

shoto is a fan favorite. most girls love to fuck him because he makes each scene a true ✨experience ✨. with shoto it’s like the cameras aren’t even there because he makes you feel like you’re the only girl in the world.

he pulls you against his bare chest as he leans against the headboard, kissing your shoulders softly and kneading your breast. one hand trails from the column of your throat down the front of your body to rest above your womb.

“how would you like it if i put something right here ?” his whispers are soft against your ear, not even the microphones could pick it up. it makes you believe him . it makes you want it.

he pulls your ear between his teeth, sucking at the lobe while his blunt nails scratch the sensitive skin above your pantyline. his thumb skims underneath and he snaps the material making you mewl. he smiles against your skin, closing his eyes to sniff your hair while twisting your nipples.

“your hair smells nice” it’s an off handed compliment but the small praise has you rubbing against his thickness.

“please touch me, sho” you whine, all needy and small. it makes his cock twitch in his sweats.

“i am touching you, baby. don’t you feel me ?” his hips roll upwards, rewarding you with brief friction on your buzzing mound. he continues to kiss your neck and shoulders while his hands twist your nipples and rub along your pantyline.

frustration bubbles beneath your skin. the sensations are simultaneously under and overwhelming.

“more, sho.” you turn to kiss him, running your tongue against his soft lips before delving into his mouth. your hand tugs at his hair, earning a soft grunt from the man but his ministrations never stop. he continues to pinch and pull your nipples at a languid pace and delicately caress your stomach. “please , i want it” you whisper, resting your forehead against his.

“you have no idea how beautiful you sound” his spit soaked lips move against yours, the hand teasing your breast moves to cradle your cheek. “but I can’t read your mind, you have to tell me what you want. can you do that for me ?”

his hand slowly moves from your cheek to wrap around your throat but he doesn’t squeeze. he rests it there, like a collar. your lips meet again but this time he leads the kiss.

“please tell me, sweetheart. i just want to help” his tone is soft but commanding. his dominant aura constricts you, it makes it so easy to slip away into that fuzzy headspace.

“i want to cum. please help me cum shoto” you whine, spreading your legs lewdly and pulling his hand inside your panties.

shoto is happy. his long fingers delve into your wetness then circle your pulsating center.

“see, i knew you could do it. I’m so proud of you baby”. fleeting kisses are pressed against your shoulder just as the digits plunge into your wetness. “let’s get you fixed up , okay ?”

[dreamland03]

Okay but shoto on a mission to find your G-spot.

He has your leg up and pinned down. He’s so close to your face and he's whispering in your ear, asking if his fingers feel good. Once he finds your G-spot, he keeps hitting the spot over and over again to the point where you can't even think clearly.

...yeah

[thatwasntverycashmoneyofme]

Shoto who’s face flushes pink and left side emits a blazing fire when you ask him to suck his dick and you think he’ll stutter out ‘No’s’ and ‘You don’t have to do that’ but he agrees immediately with no hesitation.

You’re on your knees in front of him as he’s sat on your shared bed, arms behind him as he leans back, his face a pretty peach as he spreads his legs wider to give you space.

Your hands trail up his thighs caressing his abs then back down as you lightly held his dick and kissed on his tip, he bit his lip watching a gob of spit drop from you tongue onto him.

He groans as your hand grip his balls the heavy hot skin making you feel intoxicated, your other hand wrapped around his dick spreading your spit, you began to twist your hand and fondle his balls.

“Fuck (y/n)” His eyes rolled as you trace his tip across your lips, kissing the bead of pre cum found on his slit as you lick it up. One of his hands glided to your neck forcing your head down, loving the sound of hearing you gag, he began to slowly roll his hips thrusting his dick down your throat pushing your nose against his strawberry honey scented split pubic hair.

“F-fuck (y/n) sucking me up soo good” your throat squeezed around him as you stuck your tongue out licking over his balls, your drool making a mess on his inner thighs sliding towards his taint before you pulled off of him.

“Yea Sho~ you like how I suck your dick baby?” He threw his head back a loud moan escaping his lips. “Ooh s-shit fuck yes. (Y/n) baby i love it love it sooo much ugh. Your lips feel so fuckin good around my damn dick.” You smile as you pressed his dick on your face kissing from the bottom of his shaft to his tip.

“Sho~ look at me please~” You pout before a smirk forming on your face as you pounced, suckling at the tip now using both hands to twist around him, his head shot up inhaling a sharp gasp that turned into a whimper.

“Ohh (y/n)~ fuck fuck ffuuck~” he raked his hair back looking into your eyes “(y/n) please let me fuck your face please please please~” You felt an uncomfortable amount of heat pooling in your underwear as you tried to rub your thighs together for some friction. You place your hands in your lap licking his slit placing a kiss on it once again sighing with a smile.

“You’re so pretty Sho… of course you can just don’t mess up my hair.” He panted, both his hands were placed around the base of your neck as he plunged himself in your throat, you could feel the tip of his mushroom head pass your tonsil as a whined “Fuckk~” slipped past his lips his eyes rolled at the sounds of you glucking on his dick, eyes now focusing on yours watching the tears well up in them.

“H-holy fuck, f-fuck your hair I-I’ll get it fixed and I’ll fu-fuck it up again. Oooh shit” tears ran down your brown cheeks as your doe eyes stared into his bicolored ones. “Swallow it all~ C-can you? You look so beau-tiful I know you can t-take it all.” His hips stutters and a high pitched moan fell from his plump lips, syrupy cum flowed into your esophagus as you gulp as much as you can, feeling some heat and frost on your head, some cum managed to escape the corners of your mouth and he pulls out and away with a soft groan.

“Ugghh~ shit” You cleared your throat, coughing, so your voice wouldn’t be as hoarse. “Thank Sho~ for letting me suck your dick.” He leaned back resting his eyes as you followed leaning forward cleaning the glaze of cum and spit off Shotos dick.

He opened his eyes letting out an exhausted, overstimulated hum, wrapping his hand around your neck kissing you deeply his tongue invading your mouth tasting himself as you crawled onto his lap. He pulled away, a string of saliva connecting you both, a quick peck to end it.

“No my love.. thank you” He put pressure on your neck again. “Now how about I return the favor?”

𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌, 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖣𝖮𝖭𝖳 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗅, 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾. ©𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅

[ias2xoo]

shoto leaving u on read if u don’t say good morning/goodnight back

him learning how to cornrow a black!readers hair

him unironically starting to call you mommy after you called him daddy once

fantasy prince!shoto seeing your face once and searching for your face everyday after that, him going as far as to have a painter paint a picture of it

him shaving the drapes only for your sake

[reneethekraken]

Read this last night and I really enjoyed it. Surprisingly because its really different than what i read, but I still gave it a chance. 18+ ONLY content! minors and empty blogs do NOT interact!! IF YOUR AGE ISNT IN YOUR BIO I WILL BLOCK YOU.

A Place Made For You

IWillBeTheEndofYou

Reader x Izuku Midoriya x Shoto Todoroki x Katsuki Bakugou x Eijirou Kirishima

Word count: 73,400, complete

CONTENT WARNING ⚠️: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, omega!reader, finding a pack, Pack Dynamics, Lactation Kink, Adult Breastfeeding, Cunnilingus, AFAB reader - FreeformReader Has a Water Quirk (My Hero Academia), Service with a smile, everyone needs something different, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, rim jobs, Nesting, Breeding Kink, Hand Feeding, the author offers no apologyget excited cause it's gonna get weird, Marriage Contracts, Arranged Marriage

You are broke and out of options. Approaching the matchmaking agency, you turn yourself in to be set into a contract with an Alpha pack to be their Omega. You will do and be whatever it is that they need. In return, you will be fed, housed, and paid. There's always the safety clause, and you can always leave. When the contract is over, you're free to go.

And that's just what you'll want to do.... right?

[dance-to-mythoughts-blog]

I said burrrr it's cold in here!

Shoto Todoroki x Black Fem chubby reader

Synopsis: Todoroki is the typical college jock and the reader is the typical aspiring cheerleader. But what happens when he typical jock wants to be with the quiet chubby girl?

Warnings: 18+, smut, degrading, fem presenting reader, chubby reader, insecurity, slight dom Todoroki, college AU, no preperation for the dick. There are no quirks. ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP DO NOT INTERACT IF YOU ARE UNDER 18. YOU WILL BE BLOCKED.

Word count: 2K

Ok. So this is my first oneshot. I hope you like it. In the process of debating what my first series should be about. I dont see enough stories around Midoriya or Shinso, might make a story surrounding one of them. Enjoy loves! <3

What started out as a typical day turned into a day from hell. You were just trying to enjoy your lunch until your friend persuaded you to try out for the cheer squad. You were a chubby girl but you could still get down when needed. The cheerleaders were the meanest of all the squads. Hell, even the fucking football team with their goofy asses were nicer than the damn cheerleaders and my bestie wanted me to try out for the team. She thinks it would make me be a social butterfly.

"Now why the fuck would I try out for the cheer team hoe? They don't do anything but fail their classes and complain about boys."

"Because it will do you good. You need to be a social butterfly, like me. Get out there and meet some people and have fun. I see how they look at you. Probably think that because you're bigger than the rest they might think you can't get down. And bitch, you get DOWWN."

"Karlie Rae please stop with your shit. I'm not trying out for that goofy-ass shit. There is nothing that would make me want to try out?"

"Shoto Todoroki. Thats it. Thats the tweet."

Shoto fucking Todoroki is one of the finest jocks the football team has ever fucking seen. It makes no sense how fine this man is. Considering this man's dad is a multimillionaire and owner of Enji Corporations. The largest law firm in all of Japan. Not gone lie, dude would be a catch but he’s a jock. He cares about nothing other than pussy and trying to see who can get the most girls after the games.

“Bitch. What do I want with Todoroki? I mean the man is fine asl but shit, what the fuck are u mentioning him for?”

“Because he could fuck you. You need some dick tbh sis and I need you to get laid. It’s been a long time since someone cracked you like an egg. I mean he looks like he likes you. Always stares at you when you walk by and also gives you little smiles. Don’t think I don’t see the way he looks at you hoe.”

“Alright. I do need some dick but why does it have to be Todoroki? When the hell has all this transpired? I never noticed any of this shit that you’re talking about. And to get some dick, why do I have to fucking join the cheer team? I can't just use Tinder or something”

“NO! Tinder is for hoes. You are just looking for a one-night stand and I think a one-night stand will do you good if you join the cheer squad. “

I get where my bestie is coming from but damn. What is the reason that I need to join the cheer team?

“Alright fine. You win. I’ll try out for the cheer team. Are you happy now?”

After your friend convinced you to try out for the cheer team, you left and went to buy all the necessities. The color scheme was black and purple so you bought some cute purple cheer shorts, a white tank top, and some white workout shoes so you can get ready to try out for the squad. You walked in the gym where tryouts were being held  with your bestie right behind you and there was immediate silence. You were a bigger girl and everyone could see that but the immediate silence was striking. You started to hear whispers and got mean stares from some of the jocks and current cheer squad. You pushed that shit aside, Karlie provided a reassuring look, and you walked in, got your number, and sat on the bleachers waiting to be called with the group. Soon as you and your friend sat down you saw a pair of heterochromatic eyes staring at you from the other side of the gym.

“Y/N it’s ok. Fuck these people and their stares. You know you get down and you’re better than a majority of these damn people. I bet the others don’t even have rhythm.”

You laughed at your bestie trying to make you feel better. It was working. Kinda.

“Karlie it’s fine. Now I see what you’re saying about Todoroki staring at me. Mans been looking at me since we got in this bitch and I haven’t even taken his eyes off me LOL.”

“See. Told you! Now when its time for your group to perform I want you to go out there and give them hell! Make them wish they never tried out for the squad in the damn first place. “

Sure Enough, they called your group. You all gathered down to the floor and proceeded to dance to One Two Step by Ciara. Once the group portion was over, it was time for the individual performances. You guys had two performances. One with the group and one individual. The individual performance was a quick minute routine that you guys had to come up with on your own. So once again, they called your number and this is where everything started to go to hell.

“Number 469 come forward,” Margret, captain of the cheer squad said.

“Please perform your routine. You have one minute to do your choreography. “

“OK. Can you turn the music to 1 Thing by Amerie?”

This bitch turned on the music then turned it off. Stated that the music was vulgar and that they cant play vulgar music. She made a slick remark too about my weight. But I’ll check her ass about that later. Now its time for the results. We’ve been here for hours awaiting the results. Just by the way some of the girls were doing their routines, I knew they were making the squad because their friend is the captain and their routines sucked so much ass it didn’t even make sense dude.

Now if I didn’t make the fucking team, that would’ve been fine but no. This bitch Margaret decided hey, let’s fuck with the fat quiet girl and embarrass her for no fucking reason.

“Number 469 thank you for trying out. But I don’t think it would be a good look for someone of your size to be on the squad. It wouldn’t be a good fit for our squad.”

If you felt that way, why would you fucking admit that in the microphone in front of everyone?  Makes no sense to me whatsoever. But I let my emotions get the best of me. I ran out crying because I was embarrassed that she said that shit in front of everyone not what she said. As a big bitch, I know that there are a lot if things that we get looked at crazy for but this here is a different type of shade.  While running out I saw a pair of heterochromatic eyes staring me down watching me run with tears in my eyes. I heard a knock on the bathroom door.

“Y/N it’s me. Open up, hun. This is the only bathroom and I know you’re in there. It’s ok. Fuck Margaret and the rest of the fucking squad. Do you want me to get the Glock and pistol whip their asses? Cause I will. But anyway, I love you. I’m not gone force you to talk to me but just know when you do I’m here.”

With that, Karlie left to give me some alone time. I wasn’t upset at what they did or what they said. I was angry because they had the audacity to embarrass me in front of everyone and then everyone was laughing. Soon as I came out of the bathroom, guess who I ran into to?

“Hey. You OK? What she did back there was whack. I think you did your thing back there” That monotone voice. It was the infamous Shoto Todoroki talking to me. Man was fine as fuck but even finer up close in person. Beautiful heterochromatic eyes, a fire as undercut with his two-toned hair. He was 6’1 with his school varsity jacket on, a white tee, some jeans, and some fresh white and purple Jordan shoes. And he smelt so fucking good that I could’ve melted in his arms like butter. I got so caught up in his beauty I didn’t even realize he was asking me about my name.

“Hey. You got a name?”

“Oh Yeah. It’s Y/N. We have Calculus together.” He meditated upon for a min.

“Oh. Dr. Briley. Class is cool. I hate how she did her syllabus tho. To much work for me.”

“Really? I took it as you always had shit given to you being who your daddy is and all. No offense”

He chuckled. “None taken. Most people assume that anyway. But I actually like science and math. Trying to work for NASA one day.”

“Nasa? That’s a nice spot to work.” Soon as I was gonna ask him if he liked football and what made him wanna join the team, this bitch Margret decided to pop up and ruin the fun. The look she gave me could kill because everyone knew she wanted Todoroki. Seemed obvious enough unless he was just in denial that she wanted him. It was hella cringe.

TIME SKIP

So a few days went by and everyone heard about what happened at the tryouts. So their coach reached out to me personally and decided to ask me to join the squad. Apparently, she had not been present for the actual tryouts but she was in the distance watching to make sure things went smoothly. So I joined because basically it was inevitable to change. I enjoyed the cheer squad. It was nice. Nice to see that over time I made a friend with Todoroki and some of his friends. Ida, Ochacko, Tsu, and Midoriya. They were all nice. Hell, even some of the meaner jocks became my friends too like Kiri, Denki, and Bakugo. Even tho Bakugo is mad at literally every damn thing.

TIME SKIP TO HOCO(HOMECOMING)

It was time for HOCO. You guys played again Kentucky State, who traveled from the Americas to Japan to get absolutely wrecked. Now it was time for the HOCO dance. You decided to wear a red dress the accentuates your curves, some silver heels, with some cocoa butter and some gold glitter body shimmer to really give it some pop. You put on your fav perfume and had your titties sitting up there to the point they looked like you had implants. You had your tattoos showing and you were proud of the color tattoos that were on your skin. Amazing. Fucking beautiful. Yu had a red bird that was realistic on your right shoulder and you had a spine tat that was a quote that you live by.

“Hey Y/n. You looks so fucking good. OMG! Bitch you are breaking necks and its something serious too hoe.”

“As I should be. LoL. Took me forever to get my buss down middle part together man. But its fire. Love how I did my make up. I feel like I stepped straight out the fucking 90’s ready to snatch somebody son. Speaking of somebody son. Half and half is staring so hard I think his eyeballs are gonna pop out his head because they’re dry lol.” With that being said, Todoroki made his way over to you and was staring you down like he wanted to devour you.

“Hey. Damn you look good. I see you actually decided to bring your ass to HOCO huh? Oh, hey Karlie”

“Hey Todoroki” what’s up? Yall did good out there. But im gone leave and let yall talk”

“By Karlie. I’ll see you later.”

“Now that Karlie is gone. You wanna get out of here for a little while?”

“Sure”

As you walked out with Todoroki you were receiving stares. You were trying to decide if you were receiving those stares because you looked fucking good or you decided to cave into your pussys desire and fuck Todoroki if he would fuck you back. Mans was beautiful and the relationship is super cliché. He’s the jock and you’re the cheerleader, who just happens to be a big bitch and that made the team because the coach said so. Not to cliché or bad right?

“What’s up Shoto. You good? You look sickly” and with that his lips were on yours. His lips were soft like he moisturized them and also took great care to specifically make sure his lips felt like a cloud. You kissed him back slowly as he wrapped the small of his hand on your back and moved to start kissing your jawline and your neck. “I been waiting to do that for a little while now. You so fucking sexy. Wanted you ever since I laid eyes on you”

“Really? How about we get the fuck out of here for real and you can show me how sexy I really am?” pecking him on his lips. He agreed and yall left. Barley made it into his dorm before his hands were all on you. His hands felt like fucking magic. Big strong hands that he uses every single day. Made you feel amazing that somebody fine ass son wanted to love you and fuck the living daylights out of you. Fucking amazing. The kissing started to get a little more heated as he gripped your ass hard. Gripped your plump ass so fucking hard like he is holding one of his footballs and you fucking enjoyed it. You enjoyed it so fucking much that it made you sick how you were basically putty for this man.

“Fuck that feels good” you let out as a breathy moan. Man was making you feel like you were on fucking cloud 9 and nothing could fuck up this moment. He started kissing your jawline while gripping your ass and telling you all kinds of nasty shit he wanted to do to you.

“If that feels good, just wait until I got you creaming on my dick. Sexy ass” his voice was deeper and filled with more lust and desire than anything. He moved me to the couch where he pushed me on my back to eat my pussy.

“Hurry up and eat me already. You are such a fucking tease man” came out more of a whine than you intended too.

“Shut the fuck up and wait. Im about to drink in every little part of this pussy and I eat it and fuck it when I’m ready. Understand?”

This man just told me to shut the fuck up while he is about to eat my pussy and fuck it. AMAZING. Who knew this man could be a fucking dom the way he’s talking to me.

“Answer me, princess. I can't do anything if you don’t talk to me” while he proceeded to slowly antagonize me and pull my panties down.

“You are so fucking wet that I could go swimming in it”

“All for you Shoto. All yours” you so desperately whined hoping he would get the picture and fuck you senseless already.

You were ready for this man to absolutely fuck your brains out and here he was playing slowly.

“Can you please fuck me already. I want you to fuck me like you are about to break my coochie in half please”

He let out a hearty chuckle “break it in half huh? Say no more. I’m not even gonna prep you. I need you to take all this dick understand?”

“Yes daddy I do”

And with that the man took this shit like we were on the fucking rocky river. IT felt so fucking good that he didn’t care if I was crying or not. He rammed it into me and it took me a min to get used to how big he was. He was long and thick with a beautiful vein on the underside of the shaft. His dick was so fucking pretty that I didn’t even want to suck it but I wanted him to fuck me with it because I wanted to squirt and cream all over that dick.

“F-fuck you feel soooo goooodddd… oh..my…fuck”

“you feel me, baby? You feel- shit, so fucking good. Gonna make me cum already. You wanna cum on daddy’s dick yea?”

“fuck I wanna come on daddy's dick.”

I came all over his dick. He looked so fucking good with his hair sticking to his face a little and his body all sweaty. His abs looked so good covered in sweat and he like to provide after care. AMAZING. I just fucked the shoto Todoroki. Beautiful. Cant wait to tell Karlie about my dick appointment since she decided that I needed some dick months ago.

[teenandbeyond]

Shoto. T x Fem. Black Ex Villain Reader [2]

Hiii. I'm not dead, I just low-key forgot about this account after college this past year 😂 But I'm here! This is part 2 and the prequel.

Here's part 1. (MHA or My Hero Academia)

Want more from me? Masterlist 2.

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Mask of Fear

Warning(s): Fluff, Angst, Smut (not highly decriptive, but I'll still leave a warning), slight spoiler to new MHA people, teen to adult Shoto

You swore you'd never love a hero...but you fell for this one.

✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

All your life, you wore a mask.

It was better to fit in than be different, especially as a little Black girl in Japan.

So from the ripe age of 5-years-old, you followed the others and played hero games, collected hero cards, and admired the pros from the screens.

And when the other children (and adults) feared your Quirk of bringing fears to life...

You hid it.

Even though the repression caused you pain.

Because doing otherwise, well, that would make you different from the herd. And you stood out enough as is.

Then one day, things changed.

When you were 11, a crime happened at your school. A hostage situation.

Everyone was panicking, screaming.

You decided you wanted to be a hero and save them.

So you walked up to the villain, although you were afraid.

"Hey, brat! Step away before you get hurt!"

You touched the villain's arm with the tip of your finger, and darkness seeped from you as your eyes turned pitch black.

You went blind whenever you used your Quirk, it was scary. But that was okay if you could save people.

This man feared darkness.

"You don't like the dark, do you?"

After the words left your lips, he screamed.

And the students did, too.

"I can't see! My eyes!"

You couldn't see the man's eyes go white, him waving a hand in front of him, then almost clawing at his eyes in fear as he cried.

Then you deactivated your Quirk, but he still couldn't see.

You smiled in relief, you didn't feel that pain of repression anymore.

But no one thought that same way.

Students and teachers alike kept their distance from you until a hero arrived.

And you smiled at them, the hero could see you saved them all.

"See? I was a hero like you!"

But their words crushed you.

"You could never be a hero with a Quirk like that, kid. That's more like a..."

They didn't finish, but they looked at the villain with scratch marks around his eyes.

And you got the hint.

You weren't a hero. You were a monster.

You plastered a smile on your face, "Yeah, I get it. He's the villain, but I'm the bad guy. I'm sorry I didn't follow your rules."

After that, you ran. And as you ran, you realized something.

How do people determine what's heroic, how do people just get to decide someone's villainous because of their Quirk?

They all thought you'd be a villain...so maybe that's what you'd start to be.

And when you were 15, having better control of your Quirk, you were invited to join the league.

You'd felt as if you finally belonged, that other people knew how you felt.

They all somehow didn't fit in with what the world wanted from them.

They were protective over you as the baby in the group, in a way no one had been for you before.

And you were loyal to them as your family...until your problem.

You see, as a member of the group early on, you were sent to infiltrate U.A as a student. Aoyama didn't know. Which they wanted, they needed someone to watch everyone else as well as him.

And you kept to yourself, you were just here to do your job. You didn't care about these heroes.

Until you did.

When one day at the sports festival, you overheard Shoto Todoroki.

It gave you a new bitterness toward the hero Endeavor...but for some reason you felt your heart clench for Shoto.

But you brushed it aside, you weren't here to feel.

Though, with time, these randoms started breaking down your walls.

You brushed it off as getting too immersed.

But then you started feeling things.

You started bonding with Shoto, you were always the person to help him understand sayings. You were the one who respected his space. Not only that, but you were the one that didn't pity his scar; you looked at him like any other person.

He found you intriguing. From the non-traditional food you made, to your magical hair that grew in length when you were fresh from a shower.

You started having late night talks over the phone about any and everything.

You were doomed.

The closer you got to these people, the guiltier you became.

Until finally, during the final war...your role was revealed.

And you hated the looks of betrayal on their faces...but Shoto's?

He looked so heartbroken it almost brought you to tears.

He slowly walked over to you despite the warnings, he couldn't believe it. He wanted--no, needed to hear you say it.

"Yeah."

But it was then you realized you'd never wanted to be a villain. The world just assigned you to a role before you had a chance.

And your friends accepted you to their side. For real, this time.

And for the first time in your life, you fought as a hero.

After everything, you were on probation the last two school years as punishment, since you'd never killed anyone (that they knew of), but commited crimes. But things were a lot better for you. And you decided the hero life wasn't what you wanted anymore, either.

So you lived in the Hero course dorms to stay in proximity, but you were assigned to the Business course, since you'd developed an interest in that area.

But in this time, you and Shoto fell deeper, you could completely be yourself without hiding anything.

He comforted you from your loss of the League members, understanding they were your family.

And you slowly helped him heal from his past, along with his other friends. Until, you became more than that towards the end of your second year.

And you also got him addicted to cuddles.

By the time you were third-years, he'd happily cuddle with you or hang off you wherever you're standing.

And he grew attached to your little domestic daily system.

He'd wake you up, since you were not a morning person.

You'd both get ready for the day.

As the both of you left out, you'd pass his lunch to him after walking to the building with all of your friends.

And more often than not, he'd walk you to class, even when you protested.

"Sho, you don't have to walk me. My class is so far from yours. You'll be late."

"I'd be early regardless, I don't care. I'd still be on time. I like having time with you by myself in the morning."

You're there with dinner for him after work studies, that he always eats with you. Though, the spoiled brat prefers to be fed.

After, you'll study together and help each other.

Then something fun, whether it was your weekly spa day, or doing something more artsy.

Then you'll cuddle before heading off to your respective rooms.

Or sometimes...you both fell asleep right there, having to stealthily sneak back to a room early in the morning.

You been caught a few times, but the teacher grew used to it.

By the time you both graduated, Shoto asked you to move in with him in his very Shoto way. And you agreed, even though some said it was too soon. Those people didn't know you, though.

And with ease, you fell into a new domestic routine as adults.

He'd leave a little later than school had required, but still woke up before you. He'd watch you, admiring your beauty (you thought you looked rough in the morning, but he insisted) and watching you just be at peace. He liked that you could be in that vulnerable of a state around him.

Sometimes--and he keeps this to himself--but as he looks at you in awe, he'll brush a thumb against your jaw, against your bottom lip. He'll smile, wondering how he got to this point.

He'll usually let you sleep in until he gets really hungry, because even with your help, he can't cook much. (Plus, he likes your food better. It's really good. And it keeps him bulky.)

Then he watches you walk around the kitchen like an adorable zombie, helping you get skillets or occasionally helping with easy small stuff.

Then he gets ready to leave, parting ways with you after two pecks. It's a habit you both formed, and every time it reminded you of the first time Shoto decided it would be tradition.

"Two?"

"One because I love you, and another because I'll see you again."

It caused you to smile big, "Yeah, okay."

And you'd return together after work, spending the rest of the night with dinner, a movie, whatever you decided on.

You loved this domestic life.

[NSFW]

But one night, things were different.

Shoto was returning from a mission that was longest he'd ever had. He was gone for a while. And he missed you.

He decided he'd surprise you and not tell you he was coming home yet.

And when he came in, he smiled at his girlfriend of almost 3 years swaying her hips to her R&B in the living room, it felt like home.

You were home.

You jumped, almost dropping the broom you held when you felt arms wrap around you.

Then you smiled, leaning back into them, "I missed you, Sho."

He smiled into your shoulder, before kissing your cheek.

You giggled, "You missed."

"Hm?"

"You've been gone for almost three weeks. I expect a real kiss."

And when you turned to face him, he indulged.

He put everything into it. He really had missed you.

And then you kissed him back, hands sliding up his back.

And then he found he couldn't stop. Neither of you could stop.

And suddenly, he felt as if there was too much clothing between you.

And your thoughts trailed the same way.

As you stumbled to your room, you both remembered the fact that you'd never done this before.

But you trusted each other, and you loved each other, so you weren't afraid.

You used the time to explore what you liked, what you didn't like.

And Shoto was so gentle with you, from the kisses, to the touches, to when he finally sunk into you.

He did everything possible to not hurt you.

He never wanted to do that.

Only his desire for that overpowered his urge to just lose all restraint and move as fast as he wanted to. You felt so nice, but he could hold back.

There were whispered "I love you's" in between breathless kisses and clasped hands.

Shoto's arms shook from exertion, while you trembled from need.

Quickly, Shoto knew this was another form of intimacy he'd crave from you as your nails dragged down his back.

And you knew this would be another form of connection you'd love.

In that moment, you realized how vulnerable you were in front of a person.

You never thought you'd take off that mask for anyone...

But he'd shattered it without trying.

[blqstar]

Can u do jealous shoto nsfw? but if ur not comfortable with that u can js do fluff I dont mindddd‼️

-> oh yes ofc! a btc been waitin fa this one 😝 sorry for the late reply, baby. school really been kicking ts outta my ass so i been a lil busy 😟 plus my chromebook literally stopped working so i haven’t been able to write yall 😭 BUT a promise is a promise! i hope you enjoy this my love 💗

As the sun dipped low in the sky, casting a warm glow over the bustling city streets, you and your boyfriend strolled hand-in-hand, your hearts filled with the giddy excitement of new love. You both had only started dating a few years ago, but the honeymoon phase was still in full swing. Every moment together felt like a whirlwind of passion and discovery.

You two decided to take a break from your usual routine and visit a quaint café nestled in the heart of the city. Its cozy atmosphere and soft jazz music provided the perfect backdrop for an intimate conversation. As you settled into a corner booth, you noticed a familiar face across the room. It was an old friend from high school, someone you hadn't seen in years.

"Hey, is that my friend?" You exclaimed, your eyes lighting up with recognition.

Todoroki, with his stoic demeanor, followed your gaze. His heterochromic eyes narrowed slightly as he observed the man. Your friend was tall and charming, with a playful smile that could light up any room.

"Yeah, I geuss so," Todoroki replied, his voice calm and composed. "You two know each other?"

You couldn't contain your excitement as you reminisced about the good old days. "Oh, we go way back! We were close friends in school. I haven't seen him in ages!"

Todoroki's expression remained neutral, but a hint of possessiveness crept into his voice. "I see. And what brings him here?"

Before you could respond, your friend had already spotted you and was making his way over with a broad grin. "Well, well, if it isn't my long-lost friend! You look even more stunning than I remember!"

You blushed at the compliment, feeling a rush of nostalgia. The two friends embraced warmly, laughing as they caught up on the years that had passed. Todoroki, ever the composed gentleman, sat back and observed the reunion.

As the conversation flowed, you and your companion reminisced about old times, shared jokes, and laughed uncontrollably. Todoroki's gaze grew more intense, his jealousy simmering just beneath the surface. He wasn’t used to sharing your attention, especially with a man as charismatic as him.

"So, what brings you two lovebirds out today?" he asked, his eyes darting between you and Todoroki.

You giggled, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Just a casual date. We're enjoying the city and each other's company."

He winked playfully. "Ah, the honeymoon phase. Enjoy it while it lasts. But remember, variety is the spice of life!"

Todoroki's jaw clenched ever so slightly at the suggestion, his stoicism momentarily slipping. "We're quite content with our arrangement, thank you."

You sensed the tension between the two men and decided to steer the conversation in a different direction. "So, what have you been up to all these years? Last I heard, you were traveling the world."

As the café buzzed with laughter and chatter, Todoroki's jealousy simmered like a pot about to boil over. He watched as you and your old pal engaged in playful banter, your laughter filling the air. The sight of your joy with another man ignited a fire within him—a possessive desire to remind you that you were his and his alone.

The conversation flowed effortlessly, and before you knew it, hours had passed. You and him exchanged contact information, promising to catch up more often. As your friend bid his farewells, Todoroki stood, his tall frame exuding an air of silent authority.

"Let's head home, my love," he said, his voice a low, husky whisper. "I think a punishment is in order."

You, intrigued by his sudden intensity, followed Todoroki out of the café, your heart racing with anticipation. The walk back to your shared apartment was filled with unspoken tension, the air crackling with electricity.

Upon entering your cozy sanctuary, he wasted no time. He pulled you close, his strong arms wrapping around your waist. His lips found yours in a hungry kiss, demanding and possessive. You melted into his embrace, your body responding to his unspoken claim.

"You are mine," he growled against your mouth, his breath hot on your skin. "And I intend to remind you of that fact."

His hands roamed freely, exploring your curves with a sense of urgency. He traced the outline of your breasts through your dress, his thumbs grazing your hardening nipples. You moaned into his mouth, your body yearning for more.

Todoroki's fingers deftly unbuttoned your dress, revealing your luscious curves. His eyes darkened with desire as he feasted upon your beauty. He pushed the dress off your shoulders, letting it pool at your feet, leaving you standing before him in nothing but your lingerie.

"So beautiful," he whispered, his voice thick with lust. "But I want all of you."

He guided you towards the bedroom, his hands never leaving your body. As you reached the bed, Todoroki pushed you gently onto the soft sheets, his eyes burning with intensity.

"Spread your legs for me," he commanded, his voice low and raspy.

You complied, your heart pounding with anticipation. His gaze fixed on your exposed pussy, wet and glistening with desire. He knelt between your thighs, his breath hot against your sensitive skin.

"I'm going to show you who you belong to," he murmured, his fingers tracing your folds, eliciting a soft moan from your lips.

Todoroki's skilled fingers danced over your clit, teasing and tantalizing. He slid two fingers inside your dripping wetness, curling them to find your sweet spot. You arched your back, pushing against his hand, pleading for more.

"Please, Sho," you begged, your voice breathless. "I need more."

With deliberate slowness, he added a third finger, stretching you, filling you with a delicious fullness. His thumb continued to work your clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

"You like that, don't you?" he growled, his voice a mix of pleasure and dominance. "Feeling my fingers deep inside you, claiming what's mine."

You could barely form a coherent response, your body trembling on the edge of release. "Yes, yes, I do," you managed to whisper.

Todoroki's fingers quickened their pace, his thumb applying firm pressure to your clit. Your body tightened, every nerve ending tingling with anticipation.

"Cum for me, my love," he urged, his breath hot on your neck. "Let me feel you come around my fingers."

His words were like a trigger, sending you over the edge. Your back arched off the bed as a powerful orgasm ripped through you. You cried out, your body trembling uncontrollably as wave after wave of pleasure washed over you.

Todoroki didn't stop, continuing to fuck you with his fingers as your orgasm subsided. He wanted to prolong your pleasure, to imprint the memory of his possession deep within you.

As your body calmed, Todoroki withdrew his fingers, leaving you breathless and satisfied. He climbed onto the bed, his eyes smoldering with desire.

"Now, it's my turn," he said, his voice filled with hunger.

He stripped off his clothes, revealing his chiseled physique. His cock, hard and throbbing, stood erect, ready to claim you once more.

"I want to feel you around me," he growled, positioning himself at your entrance.

You eagerly spread your legs, inviting him in. Todoroki thrust forward, filling you with one smooth motion. Your bodies moved in perfect harmony, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through you.

"Yes, take me," you moaned, your nails digging into his back. "Fuck me, Sho!."

He complied, his hips moving in a steady rhythm, each stroke hitting your sweet spot. His hands gripped your hips, guiding him deeper with each thrust. Your bodies glistened with sweat, the scent of sex filling the air.

At this point, he didn’t care about the events that happened beforehand. You felt too fuckin’ unreal. "You feel so fucking good," he grunted, his breath coming in short gasps. "Tight and warm around me."

You matched his rhythm, your body moving in sync with his. The pleasure built, intensifying with every stroke. Todoroki's cock, slick with your juices, slid effortlessly in and out, driving you both closer to the brink.

"I'm close," you whispered, your voice hoarse with desire. "I want to cum with you."

Todoroki's eyes flashed with determination. "Together, my love. Cum with me."

He quickened his pace, his body tensing as he neared his release. You felt his cock swell inside you, and with a few final, powerful thrusts, he came, filling you with his hot cum. The sensation sent you over the edge, your body convulsing in a powerful orgasm, milking every last drop from his throbbing shaft.

You lay entwined, your hearts racing and your bodies glistening with sweat. Todoroki's punishment was fulfilled, and you were left in no doubt as to whom you belonged to.

[rumisgf]

“two a.m.”

“you never gotten head before?”

you stared as denki titled his head in genuine surprise. you shrug, almost embarrassed. though he views you as some hot babe, no guy ever really cared to put your pleasure in consideration– they only really just wanted to get their nut off.

but he was different. i mean you’re his whole word , who is he to not please you?

“y- you don’t have to if you don’t-”

your words were cut off as his hands continue to make their way to your panties. you gulped, watching him pull them down. he looks back up at you, aching for your approval.

“i want to.”

“….okay.”

he gives you a desperate, patient kiss. it tastes sweet on your lips until he pulls away, eager to give you all you’ve been missing and everything you deserve

his hands discard off the fabric covering your wetness. he teases your clit with his thumb, earning a whine filled with desperation spilling out your swollen lips. he smiles, then attacks it with a soft glide of his tongue.

“k-kami…”

“shhhh, i got you.”

you throw your head back into the pillow beneath it, gasping as he sucks at the sensitive nub. his tongue dances in circles on your clit, your slick staining his chin.

“more.. p-please..”

he hums against your cunny as he slides a finger into your entrance. your body jolts and he only uses his free hand to push your hips back onto his mattress.

“slow down baby, let me take care of you. *slrrp* ‘m gonna make you cum all over my face.”

@ rumisgf

[simplyraeblue]

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first times (shoto todoroki x reader)

ALL CHARACTERS AGED UP !femreader x !virginshoto you've had a crush on your friend shoto for a long time, and unbeknownst to you he's been crushing as well. not only that, he wants you to be his first time; for everything WARNINGS/TAGS: swearing, smut, oral (f receiving), fingering, shoto's surprisingly good at oral, absolute feast KING word count: 3,199 A/N: getting flustered writing my own shit smh... part three is here! who knows... next chapter might be home base, might not get there yet (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

part one | part two | part three |

part four | part five

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Kaminari and Mina knew about the budding relationship between you and Shoto, though you weren’t sure if “relationship” was the right word. the morning after the party, Shoto had given you a gentle kiss and left for work, telling you to get more sleep and promising to see you soon. since then, finding time alone with him had been difficult due to conflicting schedules and group outings. you’d resigned yourself to waiting for him to reach out when he was ready.

tonight, you sought relief with the Bakusquad at a local bar, needing a break from the stress and emotional turmoil surrounding Shoto. the first sip of alcohol brought a soothing release, easing the tension on your shoulders. the Bakusquad had taken over a large corner table, deeply immersed in a card-based drinking game. Mina was animatedly explaining the rules to an intrigued Bakugo, Kaminari was already half-drunk and cheering loudly, while Kirishima and Sero exchanged jokes.

you slid into the seat next to Mina, finding immediate comfort in her presence. noticing your subdued mood, she gave you a sympathetic smile and asked, “rough week?”

you nodded and took a sip of your drink, letting the warmth of the alcohol settle in. “yeah, you could say that.”

Kirishima flashed a wide grin and said, “you’re in the right place to forget your troubles. we’ve got games, drinks, and plenty of distractions.”

despite the lively atmosphere, your thoughts kept drifting back to Shoto. the kiss he had given you felt distant, overshadowed by uncertainty and anxiety about his absence.

Sero, noticing your distracted demeanor, leaned over and asked, “everything alright? you’ve been pretty quiet.”

you forced a smile, trying to mask your inner turmoil. “just thinking about stuff. it’s been a weird few weeks.”

Sero nodded in understanding. “sometimes a night out with friends is the best medicine. we’re here for you.” he gave you a comforting hug, his support momentarily easing your concerns.

just as Sero’s arms tightened around you, the bar door creaked open, and Shoto stepped in. his gaze immediately locked onto Sero’s embrace, and his steps faltered. Sero’s hands were placed lower than casual, lingering in a way that made Shoto’s chest tighten.

the way Sero patted your back, holding the touch just a moment too long, triggered a wave of jealousy in Shoto. memories of your conversation about being intimate with a friend—especially the term "home base"—flashed through his mind, making him uneasy.

Shoto’s heart pounded as he tried to ignore the intrusive thoughts and focus on the reality of the situation. the image of Sero’s lingering hands and your indifferent demeanor was almost too much for him.

adding to his turmoil was the sight of what you were wearing: a short black skirt and a snug black tank top that highlighted your figure. the striking combination made Shoto’s heart race and seemed to strip away his usual resolve, drawing him towards you almost instinctively.

“y/n, you look beautiful tonight,” Shoto said, his voice cutting through the lively noise of the bar as he inserted himself into your conversation with Sero.

you turned sharply at the sound of his voice, eyes widening in surprise at his sudden appearance. “Shoto! what are you doing here?” you asked, your tone a mix of genuine delight and mild panic. you hadn’t anticipated his presence. and if you had known he was coming, you might have moderated your drinking.

“I invited him,” Kaminari chimed in from his spot at the table, his grin widening with a mischievous glint. “I figured Shoto might enjoy hanging out with us. right, man?”

“yeah, sure,” Shoto replied curtly, his attention fixed solely on you. his gaze was intense, almost burning through you. the way his eyes roamed from you to Sero and back again made you feel acutely aware of every movement, as if the air between you was charged with an unspoken tension.

you shifted uncomfortably, feeling exposed under Shoto’s intense scrutiny. the thought that he might have noticed something about your interaction with Sero made you feel nauseous. the room seemed to shrink as Shoto’s gaze bore into you. despite your efforts to focus on Sero and keep up a smile, the bar’s easygoing atmosphere faded, replaced by an undeniable tension.

Sero, noticing the shift in your demeanor, cleared his throat and gave you a reassuring pat on the shoulder before standing up. “hey, I should get another round. Anyone else want something?” he asked, his tone light but his eyes flickering with curiosity.

“yeah, I’ll take another drink,” you said, trying to sound casual as you leaned into the table. “thanks, Sero.”

as Sero walked away, Shoto moved closer, his presence now uncomfortably close. he leaned in slightly, his voice low but unmistakably serious. “how have you been?”

you glanced up at him, feeling the heat rise in your cheeks. “I’ve been okay. just trying to unwind a bit.”

Shoto’s eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of something unreadable passing through them. “I see.” he paused, as if weighing his next words carefully. “it’s been a while since we talked. I wanted to see how you’re doing.”

you swallowed hard, the alcohol in your system amplifying the anxiety you felt. “yeah, I guess it has been,” you replied, forcing a small, tight-lipped smile. “things have been a bit hectic lately.”

Kaminari, oblivious to the charged exchange, rejoined the group with a fresh round of drinks. “hey, let’s play another game!” he announced enthusiastically, trying to lift the mood. “we’re just getting started.”

Shoto’s gaze flicked briefly to Kaminari before returning to you. he seemed to wrestle with his emotions for a moment before nodding. “sure, let’s join in.”

as the night drew to a close, you stood up from your seat along with everyone else, preparing to head home. the effects of the alcohol became more noticeable as you tried to steady yourself, and you swayed slightly. just then, a pair of hands gently gripped your shoulders, helping to keep you upright.

“need some company walking home?” Sero’s voice was kind as he held you steady. your cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and before you could answer, you felt another set of hands on your arm.

“I’ll take her home, but thanks anyway, Sero,” Shoto said firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument. as your eyes darted between the two men, the tension between them was almost palpable. Sero looked uncertain, but Shoto’s expression made it clear that his decision was final.

“Thanks, Shoto,” you managed to say, trying to break the intense stare-down between them. Sero’s hands slipped away, and he gave a curt nod before turning to assist Mina with the very drunk Kaminari.

the walk back to your apartment with Shoto was marked by a heavy silence, each of you seemingly waiting for the other to speak. the quiet was almost oppressive, filled with unspoken words and lingering emotions.

when you finally reached your door, you fumbled with your keys, the alcohol making the simple task more difficult. after what felt like an eternity, you managed to unlock the door, and Shoto followed you inside, closing the door behind him with a soft click.

“Shoto, listen—” you began, but your words were interrupted as Shoto gently but decisively pulled you back towards him. he guided you against the door, his hands placing themselves firmly on either side of you, effectively pinning you in place.

“I’ve been thinking about you every minute of every day since that night,” Shoto’s voice was a low, intense murmur, each word resonating deeply and sending shivers cascading down your spine. the weight of his words seemed to envelop you, the air around you thick with the charged atmosphere of his confession.

“I’ve been thinking about you too, all the time,” you admitted, your voice trembling slightly as his face edged closer to yours. your breath hitched in your throat, the proximity making your heart race faster.

Shoto’s gaze softened but remained intense as he continued, his breath warm against your skin. “been thinking ‘bout all the things I want to do with you,” he whispered, his lips brushing gently against your jaw. the light touch of his kiss sent a jolt of electricity through you. “all the things I want to do to you.”

the tenderness of his words combined with the lingering kiss made your entire body tingle, caught between anticipation and the profound intensity of the moment.

“and what might those things be?” you whispered, breathless at the contact of his lips.

“let me show you.” he responded, biting down lightly on your neck. you groaned at the contact, your hands now wrapping around him to grip the back of his shirt. last time you’d taken the lead, but this time, Shoto was determined to show you what he wanted to do, if you allowed him.

he peppered kisses and love bites down your neck, leaving a trail of fire in his wake that shot straight down to your core. his hands left the door to grip your thighs before he lifted you up, wrapping your legs around him. you gasped in response, already feeling the bulge in his pants pressing against you.

“lookin’ so good tonight, as if you wanted me t’ see you looking beautiful.” Shoto murmured into your skin, his warm breath making your eyes flutter closed.

“I didn’t know you’d be there.” you told him.

“well, I’m glad I was.” Shoto said, moving his face so that you could see the intensity behind his eyes. “Sero looked like he was going to take a bite out of you.”

your face flushed at the notion, your suspicions about Shoto forming his own assumptions correct. “Sero’s not-” Shoto’s lips on yours interrupted you, and with a moan from your lips his tongue slid past them into your mouth.

“don’t wanna hear his name right now.” Shoto grumbled between kisses, pressing his hips into you fervently. he’d been needy ever since he’d felt your mouth around his cock, warm and inviting, and after not seeing you in so long he’d decided that he wanted to make you feel the same way.

Shoto broke the kiss, leaving you wanting more, before gripping your ass firmly to carry you away from the door. you thought he’d be aiming for your bedroom, but once you realized he was going for your kitchen table, you gulped.

he laid you down, splayed on the cool surface. his hands kneaded at your thighs as he looked down at you. “Sho, I don’t want your first time to be on a kitchen table.” you teased, trying to bring your legs closed. his grip tightening on your skin, forcing them to stay wide open.

“that’s not what I’m doing.” the realization hits you slowly, and you felt your pussy getting wet from the idea. how did he know about that? had someone told him? “you’re so pretty, all laid out for me on this table like my own personal feast.”

fuck, you never knew Shoto could talk this dirty, and it was doing things to you.

before you could question him, ask him how he knew what to do, his fingers drifted up your little black skirt. fingers dancing on the seam of your already wet panties. as if he could feel the heat radiating off of your core, he chuckled.

“’m glad I had that conversation with Kaminari. he told me exactly what to do so that I can treat you right.” Shoto murmured before hooking his fingers into the fabric separating him from what he wanted and pulling your underwear down your legs, discarding them on your floor.

“what else did Kaminari tell you?” you asked, suddenly surprised that your blond friend corrupted him further.

“he gave me the basics, the rest is up to me.” Shoto smirked down at you before leaning in and placing a hungry, needing kiss to your mouth. he nibbled at your bottom lip, and you opened to give his tongue access to stroke the roof of your mouth. as he kissed you passionately, his fingers drifted closer the heat between your legs that drew him in like a moth to a flame.

one swipe of his finger between your folds had you bucking your hips, his face flushing at the realization you were already slick for him.

“Sho.” you whimpered out between his lips, your hand fisting into his hair as tingles waved through your body.

“which base is this again?” Shoto teased, nibbling at your earlobe. you moaned as his single digit circled your hole teasingly.

“t-third base.” you managed to choke out as his finger began to slowly enter you. he slid it in with ease, and you clenched around him in response.

as he felt your soft, wet walls encase his finger, he sucked in a breath. he began to add his middle finger to his pointer, gently inserting both inside of you and watching as you closed to your eyes in pleasure. “am I doing it right, y/n? am I making you feel good?” he asked you, looking at your face which seemed to be in bliss.

“yes, yes Sho.” you moaned out, his fingers curling inside of your pussy.

as his fingers continued to open your hole, curling and scissoring it to find that soft spot Kaminari had told him about, he began kissing a trail from your collarbone down to the top you were wearing. before he could even ask, your hands came up and yanked the straps off your shoulders before sliding your top down along with your bra, revealing your breasts.

he bit his lip as he used his free hand to cup one of them, the skin soft underneath of his touch and your nipple perking in response. “so beautiful.” he murmured.

you could only watch as he parted his lips and brought them down to enclose your nipple inside, his tongue flicking over and causing your back to arch.

the sight of Shoto sucking and licking on your breasts, leaving a decently sized hickey on your skin, caused the heat in your stomach to burn hotter. he was so beautiful and as his eyes met yours you could’ve sobbed from the sight.

once he’d felt like he’d explored enough of your upper body, he peppered kisses down your stomach, until he kneeled at the end of the table to gaze upon your wet pussy sucking in his fingers.

he’d been told that some men found the sight to be weird, or even gross, but watching you take his fingers so well had his dick leaking in his pants. Shoto fumbled with his belt, ripping it off quickly and working to free himself from his restricting pants.

“watch me, y/n.” Shoto told you, and you propped yourself up on your elbows to take in the sight of him between your legs. he spit into his free hand before wrapping it around his cock. you almost came at the image that would forever be burned into your memory.

as Shoto stroked himself, groaning and twitching into his hand, he nipped at your inner thighs as he worked his way to where his fingers were disappearing inside of you.

he gazed up at you, locking eyes, before his tongue lolled out of his mouth and licked at the apex of your pussy.

you moaned loudly, body jolting in response. oh, he knew where the clit was. you were thankful for whatever Kaminari told him, or wherever he’d learned this, because your body was in fucking heaven.

“you taste so good.” Shoto moaned as his lips wrapped around your clit, sucking lightly and feeling your pussy clench around his fingers at the action. “should’ve done this sooner.”

“S-Sho…” you whimpered, your hand finding his mismatched hair and tugging on it lightly.

Shoto continued to work his dick in his hand while driving his fingers in and out of you at a faster pace. you pulsed around his digits and pushed your hips to meet his pace, the feeling in your gut growing more and more with every thrust into you.

“wanna make you feel as good as you made me feel, y/n.” Shoto told you as he licked circles around your clit, finding that gummy spot inside of you and swirling his fingers to stroke it repeatedly.

“you’re doing so good, don’t stop.” you groaned out, your breath stuttering with every blow to your g spot. “Sho, you’re… you’re gonna make me cum just like this.”

with your words, Shoto picked up the pace, not only becoming relentless on your clit but on his own cock, chasing his release as well. “cum for me, wanna taste it.” his voice sent vibrations through your core, and you felt your relief teetering on the edge.

with one last strike of his fingers inside of you and a fervent suck to your apex, the heat inside of you burst like an explosion. he felt you tighten around his fingers as you came, and the last string of resolve snapped inside of him, his own release washing over him as he came in his hand with you.

he worked your g spot continuously while you rode out your high, moaning out his name and tugging his hair ferociously as your hips rode his mouth.

when he finally felt pleased with himself and heard you panting, he released your clit from his mouth with a pop! and pulled his fingers out of you, letting you watch as he sucked your juices from them.

“holy shit, Shoto.” you murmured, trying to catch your breath. when he stood, you caught sight of his own cum glistening on his abs, proof that he’d enjoyed pleasing you. “are you sure you’ve never done that before?”

“only with you,” he murmured softly, his breath warm against your skin as he slid his arms under your knees and back to lift you gently. “did I do well?”

you chuckled, your eyes meeting his with a mix of amusement and satisfaction. “better than good.”

Shoto’s face lit up with a smile as he carried you to the bathroom. he carefully set you on the sink, then turned on the shower, adjusting the water to the perfect temperature. “I think we should get cleaned up, don’t you?”

you found yourself thinking with a smile that Kaminari would probably appreciate knowing he had taught Shoto aftercare.

once the water was hot and steamy, Shoto helped you into the shower. he expertly lathered soap onto a washcloth, gently scrubbing away the remnants of your earlier activities. his touch was tender, his movements slow and deliberate as he made sure to clean every part of you with care. after rinsing you off, he turned his attention to himself, ensuring he was just as clean.

as he tended to the bite marks he’d left on your breasts and neck, he treated them with gentle caresses and soft kisses, his lips brushing tenderly against your skin. each kiss was followed by a soft murmur of affection, his care evident in every touch.

you couldn’t help but feel that Shoto was sent to you by a very, very kind universe.

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[boohorns1136439]

Learning to belong ~ poly!MHA x fem!Reader

This is my first fic ever, I really like poly fic and we never have enough of them, especially a/b/o poly fic with a beta/alpha reader. I am so tired of omega!reader x alpha!character.

I will be honest, i have a terrible memory so i don’t remember everything about MHA and the characters, so they will mainly be depicted as my interpretation of them (don’t jump me if they are ooc). I will be trying to keep the reader’s appearance vague but I do see reader as woc (specifically black woman)

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

Your first heartbreak came when you presented as a Beta. Growing up, you had always longed for the kind of perfect love your parents shared—an alpha and omega perfect bond. But no one expects or wants their child to present as a Beta. Though the notion that Betas are anomalies or dysfunctional is outdated, society is still built by and for Alphas and Omegas. Betas, they say, are never anyone’s true mate. Often considered the least desirable partners, they typically marry each other.

Many believe Betas are incapable of experiencing the deep, passionate love that Alphas and Omegas do. They can’t soothe with their pheromones or detect the subtle emotional shifts of their mates. In a world where Omegas smell like ripe strawberries ready to burst with sweetness and Alphas carry a warm, intoxicating scent of amber and spices, Betas seem to fade into the background with their dull scents.

So, you never expected to catch the attention of one of Japan’s most famous packs. Despite it being everything you ever fantasized about, a lifetime of solitude has left you a misfit, struggling to belong, even while yearning for the warmth and connection of a pack.

Chapter 01

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I’m aware that the synopsis didn’t really focus on MHA and the characters, but I think it’s a nice way to show my plans for this fic. I haven’t written the first chapters yet because I wanted to see if some people would be curious enough to like this post.

Regardless I will be writing it, just don’t expect regular updates. I am terrible with deadlines 😭

Criticisms are always welcome !!

Big thank you to @cafekitsune who made the beautiful dividers !!

[darkmajesty-xo]

18+ MDNI| tw! ProHero TodoDeku, Assistant! Reader, Age Gap Suggestive

a/n : this is an unedited poorly written thot that i had for christmastime, neglected it then thought to release it for icythots birthday. i'm sorry my love you deserve better but maybe someone will like it !

midoriya is awful at hiding things.

snacks, secrets, feelings and especially presents. so, naturally birthdays are very stressful for him.

he tries his best each year but no matter how creative he thinks he is, his boyfriend always stumbles upon his hiding spots. it can get really frustrsting at times, and even though shoto says that it's okay and still pretends to be surprised with whatever allmight related collectable he gets him-- deku still wants to get this right!

so this year he had the bright idea of leaving the wrapped gift in his office drawer until the big day. midoriya is often up and out of the house by 5am for his morning jog and workout, with his bestfriend kacchan, while shoto sleeps in. however, since it's a "holiday" deku would forgo the gym sesh and drive over to their joined agency like a sneaky little elf.

it's honestly the perfect plan and he doesn't know why he didn't think of it sooner.

izuku was proudly mumbling to himself as he stepped off the elevator and into the office space when he noticed you sitting at your desk in the lobby. you'd been his and shoto's assistant for about a year now; a quirkless college grad with great references and eager to please. both men would describe you as a literal godsend-- single handedly organizing and restructuring the business aspects of their very chaotic agency.

don't judge the man, it's tough being the "on again off again" number one and japan's new "symbol of hope".

between keeping civilians safe and battling it out on the charts with kacchan every other week, he doesn't have time for paperwork and protocol. shoto, who sits comfortably at number 3, simply ignores paperwork and waits for somebody else to do it.

all of that to say that you were a super hardworking and valued employee but it still doesn't explain why you'd be at the office this early on the weekend.

"goodmorning, y/n".

you must not've heard the ding of the elevator because the sound of his voice startled you into spilling the contents of your mug all all over your keyboard.

"shit. shit. shit." you scrambled to blot the mess with your cardigan sleeves, shaking your head and worrying at your lips. deku was slightly amused. not because you'd spilled something but because he'd never heard you use profanities before. you were normally very reserved and meek. your submissiveness was something that he'd spoken about to you in the past because he felt like some of the sidekicks were taking advantage of your kindness. if deku had to list one toxic trait about you, it'd probably be that you were an extreme people pleaser. even moreso than him, and that's saying something.

"are you okay? i hope you didn't burn yourself".

you sighed, defeated, allowing yourself to glance at the annoying intruder only to be met with sparkling gemstone eyes and a soft smile. time has been well on midoriya. even with the slight crinkles by his eye and streaks of gray peppering his emerald green mop, he still looked as youthful as ever. the same deku that stole the hearts of many all those years ago- just a few more scars on his warlorn body and a softer layer to his midsection. but he looked great! if anything that extra thickness on his tummy only emphasized his mouthwatering biceps and juicy juicy thighs. he could probably crack your head open with those things.

"hey, sweetheart. are you okay?" he was closer now, the minty aroma of his cologne flowing into your space. your cheeks burned. here you were lusting over one of your very taken bosses, yet again.

"mr.deku! im fine, im fine. you just startled me is all" you breathed, brushing a stray loc away from your face. deku hummed, seemingly evaluating your strange reaction but choosing not to comment.

"why aren't you at home with your family? i could've sworn we gave all the administrative staff the day off".

"well i don't really have a family or anybody waiting for me, so i figured that i could get some work done. crime doesn't stop on the weekends" you shrugged. that didn't sit well with deku. he couldn't imagine you spending the day holed up in his agency.

"why don't you come home with me"?

it was hard not to laugh at the way your eyes widened. your mouth opening and closing in shock. it was so easy to fluster you. deku didn't know if it was due to your age or if you were just that innocent. he liked that. its perverted, he knows, but the thought of you on your knees staring up at him all doe eyed lived rent free in his mind.

"ouch, i didnt know that i was such bad company" he teased, just to get a rise out of you. and of course you took the bait. rushing to apologize. clarifying that you didn't want to be a bother. insisting that he haad much better things to do than babysit you. but deku wouldn't be deku if he took "no" for an answer, and that's how you wound up in your employer's kitchen watching him struggle to decide what he'd be preparing for his lover's birthday brunch. it was something that his friends did every year for eachother and he offered to host this time but there was one small problem…

deku can't cook.

sure he has the funds to hire a catering service but that seemed so impersonal. he wanted something that came from the heart! but after a couple tik tok videos and several pancakes on the floor- he started to rethink that decision. he then heard the little giggles coming from your direction. he turned towards you with a raised brow and you quickly put both hands on your mouth in response.

"what's so funny, little girl ?" he pointed his batter covered spatula towards you, only to get some on his freckled cheek. you laughed even harder this time, grabbing for your phone to take a picture. he liked seeing you like this, all free and relaxed.

"y'know i didn't see "bully" listed on your resume" he joked, pouting while dramatically turning his back to you. "don't expect a good reference letter from me when you go seek out greener pastures".

"oh please" you snorted, rising from your stool to join him at the stove. "where would i find something greener than your hair, mr. deku?" you teased, bumping him aside with your hip to grab the bowl of batter, "besides i'd never leave the two of you". it grew silent; the only sound being the sizzle of the batter hitting the pan. for a moment you thought you'd overstepped and began raking through your mind for save but the hero mimicked your earlier action-- softly bumping your hip to catch your attention. with flushed cheeks he smiled down at you making heat bloom witin your own cheeks.

"the feelings mutual, sweetheart".

after about two hours of cooking, with deku insisting on "mandatory snack breaks", the two of you had accomplished decenrt brunch spread with a fusion of japanese and american cuisine.

the two of were giggling over a pot of kenchinjiru when shoto sleepily shuffled into the kitchen. it was a welcomed sight to wake up to you and izuku being so cozy. he leaned against the wall, arms crossed over his chest, just admiring how well you fit with his partner, how comfortable you both seemed. he could've watched you all morning, had izuku not looked over his shoulder.

"oh! hey, sho. look at what i found" izuku chirped, happily petting you on top of the head. "izuku--" you whined shyly, glancing at the heterochromatic hero.

even fresh out of bed, shoto looked absolutely stunning. his silky strands were parted down the middle, falling loosely against his tailbone. his beautifull sculpted face held no imperfections, save for his iconic scar. however, his body told a different story. standing bare, in only his boxers, you could see battle scars littered against his pale flesh-- weaving against one another like the intricate lines of a tattoo. he'd always maintained a slimmer physique than deku, showcasing a smaller waist and chiseled abs lightly dusted with a bicolored happy trail that led to his scantily clad lower regions. the sight of shoto todoroki in nothing but his skin tight boxer briefs was mouth-watered. you eyes wandered a bit longer and lower than thet should've and the icy hot hero definitely took notice.

eyes locked on your own, sauntered towards the two of you and pulled izuku into a steamy kiss. the greenette was shocked, especially when his partner's hands dropped to grip his ass. he leaned into the other man's touch, moaning softly with each swipe of his tongue. you were as still as a statue, drinking in this erotic display of passion. yes, you'd seen them kiss around the agenc before but it was never more than a light peck. this was soft porn.

"goodmorning, baby" shoto whispered against izuku's lips. kissing him softly once more before pulling away and turning towards you. you didnt know what to expect but it surely wasn't him pulling you flush against his body, big hands resting on your hips while nuzzling his cheek against your own.

"what a nice surprise".

his voice was still husky with sleep and it tickled your skin. he pulled back slightly to get a better look at you. big bright eyes, rich skin and soft curves. the last thing he epected to wake up to was you in his arms, but its not like he's complaining. it's no secret that shoto fancies you. the only person unaware of his crush was you.

for the sake of decorum and professionality, in addition to his long-term relationship, he'd refrained asking you out directly. you were the best assistant they'd had and both men could tell that you were shy, so he would've hated to scare you off. he kept his efforts subtle. one time you mentioned how sweet you thought it was that him and izuku left eachother cute encouraging messages on their desks throughout the day, so he started leaving you cute little notes as well.

"you're doing great".

"i'm so happy you're here".

"you're the perfect little helper".

"you smell nice"

you didn't get the last one, it was intercepted by izuku who felt like it was borderline creepy. he didn't have any problems with shoto's crush/obsession with you; he actually encouraged ti, especially in the bedroom. but there was a time and a place for everything.

the two of you had been staring at eachother for a while when deku's voice brough you back to reality.

"do you mind excusing us for a second, love ? i'm sure you dont want to see this old man in his undies" Izuku giggled, while nudging his partner.

"she doesn't seem to min-

"shoto! bedroom, now."

the two men left you to your simmering soup, and thoughts while they trekked to their upstairs bedroom.

"you've really outdone yourself , izu" shoto began, "i was expecing another allmight figurine, not a threesome".

"shoto, baby, you gotta relax sometimes" izuku sighed. he searched through the drawers looking for a pair of shoto's sweat then threw them at the other man's head. "i saw her at the office this morning and invited her over because aparrently she's all alone. she just thinks she's here for your birthday brunch and has no idea about your little obession with her".

"MY 'little obession' ? wasn't it just last night that you begged me to fuck you like i'd fuck her ?"

Izuku ran his figners through his hair trying to ignore the emerging stiffness between his thighs from the memory.

"i- i will admit that i am attracted to her and after spending time with her this morning i can admit that i do like her BUT i am not the one that purposely gets hurt on patrol so that she'll fuss over me, and i'm definitely not the one that calls her for literally everything just so i can jerk off to her voice over the phone, am i ?"

"i will neither confirm nor deny those statements".

"exactly" izuku rolled his eyes, "m'gonna go check on her, k?"

"don't eat without me" shoto smirked.

"perv" izuku muttered, but winked back at his handsome boyfriend. he opened the door and there you stood wide-eyed with your hand over your mouth.

his eye twitched. they'd just been busted discussing you in a very lewd manner. he was just about to apologize but you did it first

"i'm so so sorry, mr deku. i didnt mean to listen, i just wanted to tell mr shoto 'happy birthday' but then i heard you talking and i didnt know what to do because i have been in love with the two of you since i started working and i never imagined--

izuku interrupted your ramblings with a soft kiss and gestured to shoto who was already sitting on the bed, cock in hand.

"how about we make it a very happy birthday, love ?"