#togata fic

[his-lune]

☾ Just Like This | MiriTama ☽

A/N: Hi~ this is my first ever work for MHA. I haven't written in a year or two so I'm hoping my writing didn't get too bad 😭 requests are open, but please check out the requirements before requesting. Happy reading! 🩷

Relationship: Amajiki Tamaki x Fem Reader (ft. Togata Mirio)

Word Count: 2,793

Genre: Fluff, semi-smut (?)

Warnings: Making out, grinding, cumming in pants, mention of tentacles, implications towards future smut ;; I think that's all! Please let me know if I missed anything

It was a cloudy Saturday afternoon, the forecast called for a few showers here and there. It seemed like the perfect opportunity to spend time with your boyfriend of two months, Amajiki Tamaki. The two of you were in his room watching the second movie of the night. The first movie was full of action, but Tamaki decided to put on a romance movie this time, hoping to make the date more romantic.

As the beginning of the movie started, you noticed there was still a good amount of space between the two of you. While you wished you were cuddling, you knew your boyfriend was normally an anxious person. As the movie progressed, the indigo-haired male slowly started to shyly shuffle closer to you. Once his thighs finally touched yours, his face became red with embarrassment. His body was tense, nerves running through him as he couldn’t help but think if you were uncomfortable. Noticing how he started to slightly shake, you gently took his hand in yours and gave him a small smile. The action calmed him down, and the two of you put your attention back on the film, forgetting that your hands were connected. An action that would normally cause him to furiously blush and stutter.

Halfway through the movie, the lead actors passionately kissed, making you sigh. Your boyfriend glanced at you and noticed the longing expression on your face. Swallowing, he awkwardly turned to you, looking at you with anxiety. Feeling his gaze locked on you, you turned towards him and gave him a comforting smile, “Is everything ok, Tama?”

“Y-yes…” Tamaki whispered, gaze dropping down to your lips before quickly returning to gaze into your eyes. He didn’t know how to bring it up, never having been confident especially in these types of situations. “I just…” 

You hummed, letting him know he could take his time, “It’s ok, Tamaki. Take your time, I’m not going anywhere.” Your thumb softly rubbed against his hand, once again soothing him. It’s silent for a few more moments before he can’t hold it back anymore. 

“I want to kiss you!” Tamaki squeaked out as he removed his hand from yours to completely cover his face. His cheeks were red, shoulders shaking as he hid from you. God, I’m so dumb. She’s going to break up with me now…

Biting your lip, you took hold of his hands and softly moved them away from his face. “Tamaki,” you cooed, voice sweet and comforting. His eyes shakingly met yours, gaze vulnerable. “I’d love to kiss you, too. But only if you’re sure you’re ready.” His expression lit up with wonder, shocked that you would want to kiss him as well.

“I d-do, I’ve been wanting to kiss you, i-it’s just,” Tamaki started, “I’ve… I’ve n-never done this b-before.” Knowing that he felt comfortable enough with you to not stutter as much filled you with warmth. 

Smiling at him, you got onto your knees to face him better, “It’s ok, Tama. We can go as slow as you need.” Your boyfriend nervously nods with a shaky smile. 

Tamaki shyly placed one hand on your cheek, the other hand hovering, not knowing where he should place it. He let out a quiet squeak when you moved his hovering hand to your waist. Scooting closer, you gradually leaned in, pausing just before your lips could touch, “Are you sure, baby?” 

Instead of saying anything, he just pushed forward and placed his lips on yours. Not realizing how much force he actually used, he ends up accidentally slamming his forehead on yours. You pulled away with a quiet wince, hand coming up to rub at the sore spot. Glancing up at Tamaki, you noticed his eyes widened with embarrassment and anxiety. He was hoping your first kiss would be sweet, romantic. Not painful. He was so lost in his thoughts he didn’t notice you calling out his name. His body trembled as he shakingly rose from his spot and rushed out of his room, slamming the door behind him.  

You stared at his bedroom door with confusion, lost on why he just rushed out of the room. Thinking he was just embarrassed about what had happened, and shy from his first kiss, you shrugged and got out your phone to pass the time. 15 minutes later and the only sounds filling the air were TikTok edits.

You brought your attention from your phone to the door that was silently opening. Sitting up straight, you watched as Tamaki walked in with Mirio trailing behind him. You raised an eyebrow at the sight of Mirio, questioning why he was even there to begin with. Looking back at Tamaki, you noticed his head down, not being able to meet your eyes. 

“Baby?” You asked, putting your phone on his nightstand. “What’s… what’s going on?”

Your boyfriend nervously glanced up at you before setting his gaze back on his bedroom floor. “I-I,” He swallowed and tried to steady his voice, “I asked Mirio if he’d.. If he’d b-be willing to show me h-how to k-kiss you…” 

Not knowing what to even say to something like that, you just stared at the two with wide eyes. Silence filled the room for a few moments as you tried to process what exactly was supposed to happen. Seeing you think, and noticing how his best friend was starting to get anxious, Mirio spoke up. 

“No need to worry anymore, I’m here to help you cuties!” Though Mirio’s grin was wide, you could tell how nervous he was to be there. Given how Mirio only lives 10 minutes from Tamaki, it's no wonder he got there so fast. You’re just surprised he actually agreed to this. Then again, it is Mirio and he’d do anything to help his best friend. Noticing how silent you were, Mirio started to get worried. He didn’t want to do anything if it’d make you feel uncomfortable. No matter how much he wanted to kiss you and feel your body on his.

“Are you sure you want to do this, Y/n?” Mirio asked as he stepped a little closer to where you were sitting on Tamaki’s bed. Said male was standing behind Mirio now, nervously shifting in his spot as he watched things unfold, cheeks flushed a bright red. Mirio noticed where your gaze was and cleared his throat, “I asked you a question, Sunshine.”

Looking back at him, your breath hitched in your throat at the lust that filled his eyes. He actually wanted to do this. If he was willing to do this, and Tamaki was the one to come up with the idea, then what was so bad if you were to say yes? 

The air was hot and heavy, tensions rising higher and higher the longer your lips were locked. It was a wet and messy kiss, Mirio’s strong hands held you close to his body. The blonde’s rough hands were trailing up and down your sides, slowly going under your shirt to feel more of your skin, wanting to feel all of you. You whimpered into the kiss once you felt how hard he was beneath you. Even without seeing, you could tell he was thick and long. Knew that he’d fill you perfectly if given the chance. Hearing the sweet sound that left your mouth caused Mirio to groan and hold you closer to him, shuddering when he felt the way your core brushed against his. One hand gripped your waist, and the other held your thigh, slowly guiding you to grind down against his hard cock.

“Mirio!” you gasped as your mouth parted from his, a string of saliva connecting your swollen lips together. Eyes fluttering, you gripped his shoulders as you continued to grind down even harder. Your moves became more frantic and desperate as you felt his cock twitch in his pants, chasing that sweet release you were so, so close to. 

Mirio grinned at the sounds leaving your mouth. Staring behind you, he caught Tamaki’s lust-blown eyes. Mirio prevented you from moving, relishing in the desperate whine you released. Grabbing your chin, Mirio cooed at you, “Shh, it’s ok, Sunshine. Why don’t you show Tamaki how much you appreciate him?” 

You nodded and slowly got off of Mirio and watched as he got up from the bed. He had gently grabbed Tamaki’s hand, helping him sit down on the bed where he just was. Mirio then turned to you and smirked.

“Go on, climb on top of him,” Mirio said in a husky voice as he watched the way you swung your leg to straddle your shy boyfriend. “That’s it. Don’t be shy, put all your weight on him. Let him feel how needy you are for him.”

Tamaki’s breath caught in his throat when he finally felt the way you felt on his lap. He felt so awkward, once again not knowing what to do with his hands. Was he supposed to immediately grab you and move you along his covered length? Or was he supposed to start slow? He had watched the way Mirio slowly riled you up with teasing touches and sensual kisses, but now that he was the one in that position, he was scared to mess up. He didn’t want to lose you just because he still didn’t know what to do. Having noticed the way Tamaki was just staring ahead with confused and shaky eyes, Mirio stepped up behind you. 

“Just like this,” Mirio mumbled as he guided Tamaki’s hands to your waist, humming in approval when Tamaki pulled you closer to where your chests were touching.

Tamaki let out a nervous breath as he shyly started to move your hips against his. He couldn’t help but whimper when your clothed core grinded against his cock just right. His fingers tightened on your skin, sure to leave bruises that you’ll stare at with lust later on. After he got used to the slow and gentle rhythm, he hesitantly placed his lips on yours. They were so soft against his own that he couldn’t help but use more force, his desperation apparent in his inexperienced movements. The kiss was sloppy and wet, but it was perfect. 

The feeling of kissing you felt so magical, so right. He didn’t want to be anywhere else but here. Right here, where your hips were frantic against his own thrusting hips. With the most beautiful sounds he’s ever heard falling from your mouth, panting into his own. It had to be his favorite sound in the whole world, and knowing he was the cause of it? He was already so close to breaking apart, cock twitching in his tight pants, knowing there was a noticeable wet spot. Whether that spot was from your own juices or from his own leaking cock, he didn’t care. He loved it.

He wanted to have you cum on him, he wanted to cum on you. Yet, he also wanted to see you cum on his best friend. Did this make him a horrible boyfriend? Wanting to see you get off on another man? No, it wasn’t just some other man. It was his best friend. Only his best friend. He only trusted Mirio to treat you right, make you feel the way you deserved to feel.

Right as he felt like he was ready to cum, he broke away from your lips, panting hard. “Wait.. wait!” Hearing his desperate voice, you immediately stopped moving on him, cupping his face in worry. Seeing you about to ask him what was wrong, he quickly spoke up, “You didn’t do anything wrong! I loved every second of that… I just… I think I want to watch you m-make.. out… with Mirio instead…”  

“Are you sure, baby?” You asked him, voice soft and tender. He nodded as he glanced at Mirio, telling him with his eyes that he was serious and ok with it. 

“That’s it, Sunshine,” Mirio panted out, fingers tightening on your hips, “Being so good for me.” The praise left you whining with your mouth open. “Oh? I think your girl likes to be praised, Tamaki,” Mirio said to your boyfriend now, never taking his eyes off of you.

Tamaki moaned quietly, “S-she’s such a good girl!” The end of his sentence was cut off by him gasping and whimpering at the pleasure shooting through his sensitive body.

Both yours and Mirio’s attention locked onto where he was sitting in his desk chair, watching as he palmed his cock through his pants. The sight of his flushed cheeks, lustful eyes, and parted mouth paired with the way Mirio was moving you on his cock had you instantly crying out as an orgasm ripped through your body. Feeling your shaking body release on his lap had Mirio groaning and continuing to move you, helping you ride out your release. Not even a few moments later, Mirio had also started to cum in his jeans, thrusting his hips up against yours, wishing there was nothing that separated the two of you. The sound of your overstimulated whine was like music to his ears. He wanted to hear more sounds from you. As the two of you came down from your highs, you could hear Tamaki’s quiet voice. 

“Can…” Tamaki trailed off, staring at where you and Mirio were connected, “I want…” Mirio hummed as he helped you turn around to see your boyfriend better. “I want to make her…” 

Mirio grinned teasingly at his best friend, “Go on, Tama. Tell us what you want to do to your girlfriend.”

“I want to make her c-cum on me, too,” Tamaki embarrassingly said as he tried his hardest not to cover his red face in shame. The depraved words coming from your boyfriend had you ready for more already. Overstimulation forgotten. 

The blonde laughed as he felt the way you subtly grinded onto his still rock hard cock. Once again, he helped you off his lap, groaning when he saw the stain of arousal you left on the front of his jeans. Fuck, you were so wet for him. Once you were seated on Tamaki’s lap, Mirio took the desk chair and pulled it closer to the bed. His hand trailed down his toned stomach, coming to rest on his cock, palming himself to the sight in front of him. The view of you and Tamaki locked in an intense kiss as you dry humped each other had him feral with want. Pairing that with the sight of Tamaki lifting your shirt up to feel more of your skin against his hands made Mirio feel like he was going to lose his mind.

Mirio couldn’t help but to shove his hand down his jeans, fingers gripping and stroking his leaking length. His hand moved up and down slowly, trying not to orgasm too soon. He wondered how your hand would feel on him…His grip tightened and the speed of his movements sped up when he saw the way Tamaki’s fingers had turned into tentacles. God, the sight of the suckers latching and popping off your skin had him groaning with his head thrown back in pleasure. He knew the sight of the small circles left behind on your waist would never leave his mind.

“Oh? I think she likes your tentacles, Tamaki,” Mirio mumbled from behind you, hand coming to hold the back of your neck with his strong hand. When had he gotten up from his seat? “Maybe you could try that out some other time, hm? Would you like that, pretty girl?”

Moaning, you frantically nodded your head at his words, “Yes! Wanna feel them on me more, wanna feel them… Feel them inside of me!” You ended with a gasp right as you wrapped your arms around Tamaki’s neck, clinging to him as your body jolted from the pleasure rolling through your system. Tamaki cried out as he was also hit with his release, desperately holding you to his body, eyes squeezed shut.

It took a few more moments before you and your boyfriend finally released your arms from each other. Smiling at him, you lightly kissed his kiss-swollen lips. Mirio stared at you two with a soft gaze, happy he was able to help the both of you. Looking up at his friend, Tamaki shyly smiled at him. 

“Thank you for the help, Mirio,” Tamaki whispered, realizing you had fallen asleep in his arms, snuggled into his neck. He shuddered at the way your warm breath hit his neck. 

Laughing quietly, Mirio waved his hands, “It was no problem! I’m happy to help anytime!” His words had Tamaki’s mind racing with thoughts of what else could happen between the three of you…

©his-lune 2024 ;; Don’t plagiarize, translate, or post my work on other platforms.

[mossangelll]

Late Night Call

pervy man x innocent reader blurb

a/n: change of pace from my usual arcane fics, i was thinking about some anime boys and well…yeah

been a while since i’ve watched some of these animes so i’m hoping my picks aren’t too ooc than they already are >.>

enjoy ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

cw: dubcon, noncon, nsfw - mdni 18+

his call comes late at night, rousing you from sleep when you hear your ringtone going off.

“o-oh, hey? what’s up?”

your voice drips like honey, so sweet and slightly rough from being woken up and he just knows you’re rubbing sleep from your watery eyes, none the wiser to what he’s doing on the other end of the line.

he tells you he’s feeling…ah, under the weather and he just needed a friend to talk to but don’t worry if you’re tired! he would absolutely hate to disturb you and he’s already lost too many friends from talking about his feelings.

needless to say, he’s got you hook, line and sinker. he won’t even be doing much of the talking.

easy prey.

his hand palms over his rock hard dick, it’s been that way since the mere idea of this popped into his head, as he listens to you chatter away about something he couldn’t care less about; he isn’t even trying to hide his breathless panting and the non-stop wetness of his dick, sloppy with precum, thrusting into his tight fist. the tip throbs an angry red as he holds back his release again and again and again just so he can continue getting off to your cute voice.

at some points, you ask him if he can hear some noises too and for a moment his heart stops and he wonders if you’ve caught him red handed.

but then he remembers that it’s just you, coddled and blissfully unaware of the sin that surrounds every aspect of life, so all he has to say is that his tv is on in the background and you’re back to talking again. perfect.

his blood is pumping red hot as his strokes grow uncoordinated and even more furious than they were before and he finds himself fighting the urge to ask you what you’re wearing. no that’s too much, too soon, so he instead chooses to bite down on his lip until the taste of iron fills his mouth. a small price to pay.

“helloooooo still there?” you call out after ten minutes of him being seemingly unresponsive, assuming he’s finally managed to fall asleep. you don’t bother to end the call, after all you know how comforting it is to sleep with your friend still on the phone after a bad day.

he imagines shoving his dick into your wet mouth mid-sentence, cock growing impossibly harder at the mental sight of your surprised face, you gagging because you’re unaccustomed to a dick his size - scratch that, any dick and all the debauched things he would teach you.

eventually he hears your gentle snores, of course you fell asleep before the main event, throwing his head back and grunting way louder than he did before knowing you definitely won’t be waking up. his chest heaves and legs shake from the orgasm that overwhelms him and he almost ends the call from the guilt rising inside of him - almost. but then he catches sight of his thick cum splattered right where your contact photo was and his cock twitches as if he didn’t just come seconds ago.

good thing you didn’t end the call; he decides he can have a little more fun with (or without) you - he still feels a bit under the weather, of course.

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tomura shigaraki, dabi, takami keigo, togata mirio, kai chisaki, l lawliet, kei tsukishima, koshi sugawara, kenma kozume, satori tendo, yuji itadori, satoru gojo, denji, chrollo, hisoka morrow, shalnark, katsuya serizawa, reigan arataka

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Togata Mirio x Reader Fics Recs!! (Tumblr/Ao3/Wattpad)

My Hero Academia Fic Rec Masterlist

One in Lemillion✨✨ by Tiny_Breegull (fluff, smut, high school(?do we put this tag in an anime on high school)) It was no secret to yourself that you had feelings for the one boy in class that barely knew anything about you. But that might not necessarily be the case; after all, Mirio has a habit of dropping in on you when you least expected it. [COMPLETED]

Lemillion to One✨✨ by Tiny_Breegull (fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, smut)Navigating through high school with a quirk was difficult enough, but things changed for Mirio Toogata after Eri's rescue. Between finding a new direction for his future and working his way through adolescence, things aren't always going to be easy for the ambitious blonde. Still, at least he has you to share the ride with him. [COMPLETED]

I Guess It's Fate ✨by HereticDawn(oneshot, soulmate au, fluff) Soulmate AU where the reader's soul mark is a rather embarrassing phrase and she kind of hates him.[COMPLETED]

Just Leave it to Me by weabooweedwitch(oneshot, reader is insecure, fluff) Mirio is none too happy to find out just why you might have rejected his heartfelt confession. Or at least, why he THINKS you rejected him… [COMPLETED]

Place Your Bets!✨ by Amethyst (escapismislife)(oneshot, fluff, humor)Mirio is crushing hard on this girl from another class. The usually confident boy seems at a loss on how to woo her. But hey, he's trying his best![COMPLETED]

Weird by @bnhascribbles (oneshot, fluff)Mirio is a very passionate person—what he loves, he smothers because…well, love.[COMPLETED]

 Big 3 Slumber Party✨ by @writing-freak(oneshot, fluff) a sleepover with the big three leads to some truth or dare confessions you may or may not be ready to share about your best friend.[COMPLETED]

Smiles of Sunshine by @writing-freak (oneshot, fluff)a first date scenario in which Mirio is determined to break you out of your shy, bashful, and slow-to-smile shell.[COMPLETED]

Soulmate AU Mirio w/ First Words AU hcs by @writing-freak (oneshot, fluff, soulmate au) first words au in which Mirio has “OH MY GOSH PUT SOME CLOTHES ON” on his wrist and you have “I am so sorry I did not mean to flash you” on yours. [COMPLETED]

Falling for You by @writing-freak(oneshot, fluff) awkward, embarrassed, pining over here where you are absolutely determined not to fall in front of your crush.[COMPLETED]

Mistletoe Meltdown by Gavorche_san (oneshot, crush, pinning)The Mistletoe Meltdown is where UA students meet at midnight under the belltower and bestow a big smacker on their crush. Mirio declares that he is going. Put two and two together.[COMPLETED]

Embarrassing Encounters✨ by PinkAnon (RedRedRover) (oneshot, accidentally caught you in the act?, smut) If Mirio Togata was bad at one thing (besides keeping his clothes on for any extended period of time), it was remembering to respect people’s privacy.[COMPLETED] Getting Even by PinkAnon (RedRedRover) (oneshot, humor, smut) Pt.2 of Embarrassing Encounter where mirio wants to get even for walking in on you.[COMPLETED]

Standing in the Sun by Magicow12 (oneshot, soulmate au, fluff, smut) Why was your Soul Mark so dumb?[COMPLETED]

Sunshine by EmpressAngel (oneshot, smut)Living in the dorms, it was only a matter of time before your boyfriend walked in on you at the wrong moment.[COMPLETED]

My Little Star by TheSilentSiern (oneshot, idiots in love, not actually unrequited love, humor, fluff)Welcome to the unrequited love train. Current passenger: You! All aboard![COMPLETED]

[writersmorgue]

Bnha as Florida Man headlines

[the-faceless-bride]

The New Arrival

Prologue: The Ghost.

Bnha x Reader (Asylum au)

Warnings: talks of death, child abuse, not accurate asylum and mental illness stuff, blood, talks of gore. And slight sexual themes. The prologue is very short! It’s setting the mood (:

A/n: Basically I read @bakuhoes-dumbass asylum Au once and liked it, and a long time ago when I had no story telling skills (one could argue I still don’t) I wrote my own twist version of it on wattpad but that part of my writing is over so I will now revise it here!! And it will be greater than anything the other version of mine could ever be. So please if you have any ideas to help me fully flesh this story out let me know and PLEASE if you like bnha stuff go check out @bakuhoes-dumbass work.

You knew why you were being sent away. After the outbreak of the sickness, people doing things normal people can’t. And you were one of them. Your parents could tell since you were born you were strange; you were the freak.

It started when you started pre-school, when walking down the hill with your sister you spotted a man hanging from a large tree. You stopped to talk with him for a moment and asked him why he was in the tree? “You can see me?” Was all he managed to say before your sister asked you why were you talking to. When you both got home is when your parents started to worry… their child. A freak. A monster. They couldn’t let anyone know what was wrong with you.

They started to try and keep you home and away from others, to try and seem like a normal family. But it became harder and harder the more your ‘quirk’ started to develop, you were almost like a ghost; you could float, you could disappear for short periods of time, you could make other objects float, you could speak to the dead. And you developed a morbid curiosity of the strange and unusual. You started to like that you were sick. It made you feel special, however that was something your parents couldn’t allow.

They’d done anything they could think to do as a punishment. Yelled at you, neglected you, never played with you or showed you the same attention as your sister, and eventually started to resort of starving and hitting you, but it only did more harm than good.

Instead of wishing your ‘quirk’ was gone, you began wishing They were gone. Wished they would leave you alone, let you be strange and special, and once your mother fell pregnant again. You got your wish.

They had become so stressed trying to keep your sickness a secret that they had become afraid of you. And when you threatened them if they didn’t stop locking you in a room with nothing that you would expose your sickness and make the “monsters” get them.

They’d done so much damage, to you and themselves.

They didn’t want you near the new baby, so they did what they thought was the best thing… they sent you away.

[mah-t-wordblog]

I was feeling like writing some Mirio x Tamaki cause it’s one of my fav ships!!! Sooooo hope someone like! 💛💛

Feeling down

Lee: Tamaki Amajiki

Ler: Mirio Togata

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Ships: Mirio x Tamaki

Warnings: This is a tickle fic, if you don’t like it, just scroll down

This fanfic is originally in Portuguese, my English is translated using an automatic translator, if there are any big errors you can tell me so I can fix them

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Tamaki Amajiki was sitting on his bed, he wasn't feeling well

It wasn't uncommon for Tamaki to feel like this, sometimes he didn't even know why but he didn't feel like leaving his room, he just wanted to be alone

Well... not exactly alone

There was only one person Tamaki wanted to see now

"Tamaki? Can I come in?" The boy heard a familiar voice say behind the door

"Uh-huh"

Mirio Togata entered the room, approached the bed and sat next to his boyfriend

"What happened?"

Tamaki looked at him and started to cry

"Oh, babe, you don't have to be like this, please don't cry"

Mirio reached out and hugged his boyfriend, stroking his hair "what happened?"

“I-I don’t k-know, I just d-didn’t feel like leavin’ my room, and I c-started crying out of n-nothing… I didn’t-“

Mirio interrupted him, putting a finger to his mouth and smiling at him, that smile that brightened like the sun

“It’s okay, you’re just feeling down, do you want me to leave?”

Tamaki shook his head slightly in denial

“Is there anything I can do to help you?”

The pointy-eared boy looked at his boyfriend and blushed, shaking his head up and down

“Hm~ is that?~”

Tamaki covered his blushing face with his hands “uh-huh”

“Come here” Mirio pulled the other and made him sit in a comfortable position on his lap “you know how I think, don’t you Tamaki? The world is no fun if people don't smile, and my world is no fun if you don't smile, so show me that cute cute smile~”

Mirio started to run his fingers along Tamaki's sides, going up and down, making the boy arch his back and let out an exclamation, still covering his embarrassed face, even though Mirio could see that he was blushing through the tips of his ears

“What's wrong? Why are you hiding your smile from me? I want to see it~” the blond raised his hands higher and attacked Tamaki's armpits, making him involuntarily lower his arms to try to defend himself, Mirio opened an even bigger and brighter smile when he saw his boyfriend's shy smile

“Oh~ does that tickle, Tamaki? Little Suneater loves it when his boyfriend tickles him?”

“Mihihihiriohohoho!” The boy tried to complain, his blush growing even more

“But it’s true~”

He moved his hands down to the other’s belly, and then squeezed his thighs, finally making Tamaki scream

The boy’s leg involuntarily kicked in the air, almost hitting Mirio’s face, who only dodged it because of his quirk

“I’M SOHOHOHOHOHOHORRY”

“It’s okay, hehe” The blond smiled, giving the other a kiss on the forehead “how are you feeling?” He returned his hands to Tamaki’s belly so he could talk to him

“Behetteher”

“And are you going to leave that cute smile on your face? Without being sad?”

“YEHEHEAH! Ah! Mihihihirihiho!”

“Then it’s okay” the boy picked up his boyfriend and sat him back on the bed “I love you okay, sunshine?”

“I love you too” Tamaki blushed

Their phones vibrated, it was Nejire saying she was making cookies and asking if they wanted to come help her

“Okay, sounds fun” Tamaki smiled

“Yay! Let’s go!” Mirio did a funny little dance “cookies! Cookies!”

The purple-haired boy laughed heartily, thinking how lucky he was to have a boyfriend like Mirio Togata

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Thanks for reading 💛💛

[c00kietin]

just beginning to watch season 4 with twin I LOVE THESE GUYSSSS the headcanons i have for em......................

Do not repost please! Thank you <3

[4n1m3-fr34k]

Blushing Confessions

WARNINGS: fluff, TEASING. Tamaki × reader ig (I love him)

You were in the middle of an animated conversation with Nejire when the words just slipped out.

“…and then my boyfriend said—”

Nejire gasped, her eyes practically sparkling. “Boyfriend?!”

You froze. You hadn't meant to let that slip. “Uh—”

Before you could backtrack, a familiar voice cut in. “Wait, wait, wait.” Mirio grinned, strolling up with his usual energy. “Did I hear that right? Y/N, you have a boyfriend?”

Nejire latched onto your arm, bouncing slightly. “Oh my gosh! Who is it? Why didn’t you tell me? Is he cute?”

You felt heat rush to your face as you scrambled for an answer. “Uh, well—”

A soft voice, barely above a whisper, reached your ears. “...It’s me.”

You turned to see Tamaki standing slightly behind you, his face burning red as he avoided eye contact.

For a moment, there was silence. Then—

“WHAT?!” Nejire practically screeched, while Mirio doubled over laughing.

“Oh, this is precious,” Nejire cooed, clasping her hands together. “Tamaki, you didn’t tell us! Y/N, how did you land him?! Wait, how did he land you?!”

Tamaki made a small noise that sounded dangerously close to a whimper.

Mirio clapped a hand on his best friend’s shoulder, his grin wide. “My man! Keeping secrets, huh? I gotta say, I did not see this coming.”

Tamaki looked like he wanted to teleport out of existence. His head dipped lower, his hands fidgeting with the hem of his jacket.

You couldn’t help but giggle, reaching for his hand to squeeze it reassuringly. “Okay, okay, let’s not break him.”

But it was too late.

Tamaki let out a soft whine before practically melting into you, hiding his face against your shoulder. His entire body radiated warmth as he mumbled something incomprehensible against your sleeve.

Nejire gasped. “OH. MY. GOSH. He’s so cute!”

Mirio wiped an imaginary tear. “I’m so proud.”

You sighed, running your fingers gently through Tamaki’s dark hair as he clung to you. “You two are the worst.”

Nejire beamed. “You love us.”

“…Yeah, yeah.”

Tamaki just groaned, still refusing to lift his head.

---

wow! I never thought I'd reach more than 5 followers! thank you all!!

[sassypantsjaxon]

So we're all pretty much in agreement that Eri and Hitoshi are erasermic's kids, right? And then some people will include some of the other kids with them, but you know who could be a fun addition to their family that's too often overlooked? This kid

meh, but Mirio has a dad! Yeah, and Midoriya has a mom and an All Might, but that doesn't stop people from throwing him at erasermic.

For your considerations:

Dadzawa and Mirio

Mirio big brothering Eri

Mirio making fun of Hitoshi's boyfriend (and then Eri picking up on it, because that is such a sibling thing to do):

The sixth light novel, which gave us the whole family listed together (along with Auntie Midnight), and also gave us the three kids working together to save a kitty, so you can not tell me they would not get along and get into shenanigans together

Also, can you imagine Aizawa and Mic looking at their energetic blond son and his introverted emo boyfriend and their weird emo son and his weird loud blond boyfriend and just going '.........huh'

Seriously. Let Mirio join the erasermic family!

[kacievvbbbb]

So the thing is with Shinsou and his place in the ErasMic family he is so middle child coded to me. Like he just has so much middle child energy it’s insane.

Like my two most favorite ErasMic fics; Wards of AU by FeckedSpectrum (one of the all time pieces of literature I have read truly) and A Heart Grows Fonder by Laroyena both have Shinsou playing the youger sibling to Mirio and Shigaraki respectively and that’s when it clicked for me. It just felt so natural so easy for him to slip into this middle child role.

And it’s because he has all the bitchy confrontational energy of a younger sibling but with enough of the care and consideration of an Older sibling and so putting him against this older figure he doesn’t have to be as soft with as he is with Eri and he can really develop other aspects of his personality is so natural. H is such a bitchy constantly rolling their eyes sarcastic little brother I love it so much.

And this isn’t me saying I have anything against the Eri Shinsou dynamic ofcourse not I love them as siblings but I don’t know the dynamic just feels powered up when Shinsou’s a middle child there’s a more grown child figure kind of buffering a lot of Shinsou’s more abrasive tendencies so we still get to see that familial bitchy banter. A Heart Grows Fond described it perfectly with his relationship with Shigaraki. Shinsou gets a support system but he also gets someone he can practice his responsibility on without the fear that he might fuck it all up irredeemably because Eri is 6 and can’t pick herself up the way a 21 year old Shigaraki can of Shinsou miscalculates (it was explained so much better) but yeah that’s like the crux of it.

An older siblings is a much less pressured relationship that Shinsou really needs and god I just fucking love it. Middle child Shinsou you will always be famous to me.

[enbyenvy666]

more of a random hc but he had seen it and could do it? Tiny Mirio would totally attach a shark fin to himself and swim through things mess with people.

He’s such a nice guy too so no one would get mad.

He’d give them that trademark Lemillion smile after scaring the daylights out of them and they’d just “haha you got us hehe”.

I also feel like he wouldn’t scare any kids, he’s too much of a good guy to do that. Instead he’d go after adults and maybe older teens.

One time he did scare an older man who got very angry and you had to tell him to stop, much to his dismay.

[m0nster-in-paradise]

glory and gore chapter 2: [darkxwolf17]

darkxwolf17: n i need you here now

SD-N: buddy it's three in the morning

darkxwolf17: shut up I'm not talking about a date 

darkxwolf17: something's wrong with the solver

darkxwolf17: get v too

SD-N: BE RIGHT THERE

--

Uzi glances around at the odd congregation in her room. Khan Doorman, her dad; Serial Designation N, her boyfriend; V, the sociopathic disassembly drone currently snacking on someone's fingers; Lizzy, who Uzi knows nothing about beyond the fact she's V's girlfriend and almost got eaten when Uzi was going all Zombie Drone in the woods; and if her suspicions are correct, one Russian talking tail by the name of Doll.

"Cyn's gone," Uzi reaffirms to N, who looks horrified, "and I can't even sense her anymore."

"So she said you needed a bow and dipped overnight?" Lizzy says, leaning on V and tapping on her phone like she doesn't have a care in the world. "Good for you, I guess."

"No, very not good for her!" N cries, eyes wide and hands on his head. "Cyn- if she's gone, then that means something took her, and that means that there is a very angry planet-devouring creature out there probably stealing someone's skin!"

"So we just kill the last host," V says, and switches her left hand to a machine gun, aiming it at Uzi. "Sorry, Uzi. I'll miss you."

Uzi instinctively goes to activate her Solver, N switches both his hands to swords, Khan grabs the nearest potentially lethal object (her skull lamp, to be precise) and Lizzy raises her phone to snap a photo.

But before any of them can act or attack or defend, someone calls out in a clear ringing voice, to "Hold it."

Everyone stops dead except for Lizzy, who angles her camera and takes a photo of Uzi's tail, winding around the bed and angled so its eyes point at them.

"Uzi," Lizzy says, returning her attention back to scrolling, "you are seriously messed up if you've got Doll in your tail."

--

Cyn sits down at the desk in a soft chair staring at the human in front of her. He doesn't look like N, but the way he acts reminds her of the other drone so much that she has half a mind to start displaying dog pictures on her face.

"So!" he says enthusiastically. "Where do you come from, Cyn?"

Good question. Where does she come from? In the twenty minutes they've been here they've been over the Solver's capabilities (Bubble Girl thinks she should be put in someplace called Shiketsu because of that, Mirio started advocating for someplace called UA, and Cyn had to get them back on track), that she's a robot, and that her name is Cyn and she is currently malfunctioning in about six separate ways.

The influx of information flooding her brain now that she's connected to wifi and this place's Google also isn't helping. Every few minutes she discovers herself zoning out and dipping into the Internet to go down an interesting rabbit hole and only snapping out of it once she realizes Mirio is waiting for her to answer something. He's been unnaturally patient with her, though, and she almost wishes he'd been in the manor before everything spiraled out of control Of course, that would mean he'd be dead now, which is why Cyn almost wishes it. She can't bring herself to wish for something that she wants if it'd hurt another person.

"I was made in… the US, I believe," Cyn says slowly, trying to keep her voice steady so the rapid pitch drops and odd flatness in her words don't freak him out. "And then exported to the Elliot Manor."

"Made in the US?" Bubble Girl asks skeptically. Cyn pushes her head down twice to nod.

The two humans turn to stare at each other, and Cyn is suddenly reminded of the way Tessa's folks looked at her when she was delivered.

"Why's this one like… that?" Tessa's mom says, pointing her fan at Cyn. "I thought they were programmed to stand straight and at attention."

"Well, maybe this one's faulty?" Tessa's dad says with a shrug, adjusting his top hat. "Hey, drone. Catch this." A silver flash was in Cyn's face before she really noticed what it was, and she reached out to catch it, fumbling with it before managing to get it in her palms safely. Unfolding them, she glanced down at the key ring, a small and cheap earth orb hanging from it.

Is this my first object? she thinks. Something I get all to myself?

The key ring is snatched out of her hands by Tessa's mom, her fingernails leaving small scratches on Cyn's fingers. Cyn recoils, trying to hide the hurt in her heart by keeping her eyes solidly white instead of the hollow circles they would be if she wasn't keeping her expression under control.

"See? This one'll do." Tessa's dad says. "Get the rest unpacked. Make sure they're dressed properly. I want them in the dining hall by three, you hear me?"

As the two stride away, Cyn catches a snatch of conversation from them.

"I don't want to spend money on faulty drones," Tessa's mom snaps angrily. "Contact the manufacturer and tell them to send us drones from a different plant. If we…"

She heads out of sight, and Cyn stands awkwardly, waiting for the rest to come out of the truck. Thunder crashes overhead, and as the rain pelts down onto her body, she glances down at the scratches on her palms, waiting for them to peel back together. Humans can heal, but the scratches don't fade….

…Darkness. Cyn cannot see or seem to think properly, but she can hear and feel. Her body is numb, stiff, and cold, pressed up inside something hard that feels strangely familiar.

​​​​​​"I'm sorry, N," she hears a female voice say. "I don't think we can fix her. Believe me, I've tried. I think… maybe we need to let her go."

"Tessa!" she hears a male voice exclaims. "How can you say that? She's fine, it's just some computing error, I don't—"

"N," the female voice says quietly, gently, but firmly, "whatever this error six-oh-six thing is, it's not in the manual, and we can't even shut her down to try and get in her circuits to see what the issue is. I'm sorry. I don't want her gone either, but she's, well…"

"C is not broken!" the male voice says. Cyn hears some rustling and a squeak, and then a creak and suddenly there are hands on her arms and legs and she is being lifted and dragged somewhere by cold unfeeling hands.

She hears footsteps, feels someone lay a hand on hers.

"C," the male voice pleads. "Please wake up."

Cyn cannot open her eyes and look at who is talking to her…

…and now she can.

Cracks break through her vision, and she gulps for air to try and get a breath, but she can't, she's suffocating, there's people speaking in the background, maybe she can call to them—

"Help," Cyn whispers hoarsely, barely recognizing her own voice. After a few seconds of no response, she gathers her courage and yells out "Help! I'm here!"

No help comes. Cyn falls quiet and listens, taking tiny breaths of air when she wants to inhale like a strangled horse. Dread falls over her when she realizes it is not people talking but a recording of the drone use manual playing on repeat.

Cyn manages to push something aside only to have more fall into her, and after a few moments of flailing she looks up and sees stormy sky, thunder booming in her ears. She looks to the side, and hesitantly shoves aside a lump of something covered in black gunk that might be oil. The thing rolls aside and she climbs onto it, then looks down. She regrets looking down. The red gleaming FATAL ERROR message greets her, even half-coated in oil as it is. Cyn stumbles as she tries to get up and falls back onto the corpse, hands meeting oil and nearly casting her back into the pile.

Her body doesn't work like it's supposed to. Cyn wobbles back up and takes a step only for the corpses to shift under her feet, and she falls and rolls down the pile, hitting robo-God knows what along the way, landing on her back staring up at the sky covered in oil and dirt and with the cracks in her vision even worse.

And then all of a sudden, they're gone.

Cyn feels something pick her up and put her back on her feet, and when she looks around there is no one, but she swears she didn't do that on her own.

"Who's there?" she whispers fearfully, holding her hands close to her chest, fingers pointed at the ground. And then when she gets no response, she sends it out as a message to no one in her head.

[Who's there?]

She doesn't expect an answer. She doesn't get one. So Cyn continues on and starts walking, careful not to lose her balance, until she steps the wrong way and falls into an open spot full of hands sticking up from the piles, touching her, wrapping around her, and she flails about to try and untangle herself until she realizes they're all dead and unmoving and can't hurt her.

Cyn relaxes somewhat, then tries to pull herself out of the pile. She just pushes herself further down. Now she's down to her waist in oil, gleaming black in the lightning and just-barely-there light from somewhere beyond the clouds. She tries one more time-- and this time, lifts herself so high out of the pile her feet dangle above it.

Oh. That wasn't her. That was someone else.

"Oh, man," she hears a voice say, and recognizes it as Tessa. The girl sets her down a little ways away from the trap lying in wait and turns her around to look at her. "Wow, guess you got lumped in with the rest, huh? I don't think I've seen you around before. Is there… something wrong with you? I mean, your eyes are a little tinged yellow, but it's probably just a color generating error, I really don't think Mom'll mind as… long as you keep your face away from hers, ahahaha ha ha… ha?"

Cyn is once again reminded of how terrible Tessa's folks are.

"I'm new." she lies. "I don't think I reactivated properly after getting shipped here. Do you--"

"I've got just the thing! Follow me!" Tessa proclaims, and watches as Cyn takes a step only to vanish and disappear into the corpse pile. After a lot of pulling and squirming she manages to find the drone and pull her back out, holding her about a foot off the ground carefully.

"Jeez," she mutters. " 'S like they're trying to drag you back down. New plan: I carry you."

Cyn doesn't object. She doesn't think her legs could hold her up anyway. For that matter, she doesn't understand how Tessa's able to walk on the corpse piles herself, being heavier than Cyn is.

"Right, then," Tessa says when they're on solid ground, walking her to the back entrance. "Hold still. I'm sure all that gunk is uncomfortable for you, I'll get something to wash it off with."

Cyn doesn't object. She simply stands and waits for Tessa to come back and help her get this stuff off. She would be a little more upset considering this is the blood of her brethren, but she's also just happy to get back to her friends and brother.

"This is gonna be cold!" Tessa calls, and Cyn looks up to see her aiming a garden hose at her chest. "Just a warning! And don't freak out!"

Cyn lets the cold water hit her and soak through her dress. At least she's clean. And at least cold water won't corrode her circuits. Which, upon further thought, might be why Tessa warned her. Drones don't go near water if they don't know the temperature, so she thinks it's very kind of Tessa to give her a hint it's safe…

…and she sits on a chair in Tessa's room, watching herself in a mirror as Tessa reaches for the wig she's got hanging on a skull, the mud-stained shovel lying near it.

"What hairstyle do you want?" the girl asks. "J's got pigtails, so I think those are out, but the rest all just have their hair down or only tie it up when they need to."

"Why are those out?" Cyn questions, tilting her head a little too far and having to push it back up with her hand. Her eyes are oddly yellow.

"Well, you see, J's a little territorial," Tessa explains as she brushes the hair out to make sure it's ready to be put on. "I think if I gave someone else pigtails, she'd-- well--" Tessa leans closer to Cyn, and whispers conspiratorially, "she'd get jealous."

"I like your hair." Cyn says. Tessa seems to take that as both a compliment and a request, and when she sets down the wig on Cyn's head she's already working on fashioning it into something suitable. Cyn watches her hands flash between dresser and hair, grabbing scissors and brushes and picks to make sure each section is exactly as she wants it, cutting and brushing and then repeating until each strand is perfectly in place.

"What's your name?"  Tessa asks, and Cyn hesitates. She can't give herself away. But she can't pick a name— she's too indecisive and she likes C anyway.

"I don't have one." she tells Tessa. "But I like the letter C."

A flicker of sadness crosses Tessa's face before she quickly hides it and starts thinking, grabbing her phone and presumably looking up names starting with C. Cyn waits patiently for her to find one.

"C… your name, no that's not gonna work," Tessa murmurs to herself, furiously staring at her phone. "What's a good name, what's a good name… oh! How about Cyn?"

Cyn pauses. Runs the name over in her head to see if she likes it. She approves. "I like it," she says, then says it out loud. "Cyn. What does it mean?"

"Well, I was just, er…" Tessa trails off. "I didn't think any of those names really suited you, so I kinda… made one up? It's more like C-Your-Name, or C-Y/N, but those were all too long so I smushed 'em together and that's how I got it!"

"Nod." Cyn says and pushes her head down to nod after a few seconds when her neck doesn't obey the request to move. Tessa doesn't even blink at the weird motion and instead grabs her phone, placing it against the dresser mirror.

"Alrighty, Cyn!" she says enthusiastically. "Whaddya say about taking a photo? 'Course, you don't have to if you don't want to, but I like recording what I've done and how my friends look, y'know? Just in case anyone ever needs it. Hey, when I inherit the manor, I think I'll hang them in the dining hall in order of how many drones I've haired. Given hair. Wigged? Well, you get the point."

She leans on the shovel casually while waiting for Cyn's answer. Tessa looks so optimistic that it's hard not to want to take the photo with her, and Cyn folds her hands in her lap to make her own pose before realizing she can't send mental messages to humans.

"Sure," she says, and Tessa reaches out to hit a button on the phone before waiting for a few seconds. The flash illuminates the room brightly, and Cyn sits there with a small smile for a few seconds while they wait for the photo to finish. When it does finish with a click, Tessa shows it to her proudly.

"Shouldn't take much to print and frame it," she says, before her eyes widen in surprise and she just about throws her phone onto her bed to get it out of her hand. "Oh my gosh! I never introduced myself. Hi, I'm Tessa James Elliot. It's nice to meet you."

Cyn reaches out for a handshake. "Nice to meet you. I am Cyn."

They shake hands. Cyn sends the message out one more time, but in her brain this time.

[Nice to meet you. I am Cyn]

[SO YOUR NAME IS CYN]

[NICE TO MEET YOU, CYN]

[I AM THE SOLVER OF THE ABSOLUTE FABRIC]

[I WILL HELP YOU, CYN]

[CYN]

CYN…

"CYN!"

Cyn snaps out of it and looks up at the worried faces of Bubble Girl and Mirio, starting back up again as she observes the room. Nothing seems to have changed besides from them both leaning closer.

"You alright? You looked totally zoned out for a second there." Mirio tells her, and Cyn blinks. No, she was just thinking. Unless she wasn't just thinking. If she was re-experiencing those memories, it could mean the Solver reawakening in her head.

"Was there an image displayed?" she asks. "Hexagon? Three arrows pointing out of it?"

"Yeah," Bubble Girl days, fidgeting, "and there was some text on the edges near the end there, but I couldn't read it very well."

"Oh." Cyn says.

Looks like the Solver isn't done with her yet.

--

"So you speak English now?" Uzi questions, sitting down on her bed. Doll twists the- her head to get a good look at her.

"I speak whatever language you speak." Doll tells her. "And you do not have the capabilities to speak my mother tongue. Though, your translation software functions remarkably well. Your mother would be proud."

"Speaking of Nori," Khan says, holding a finger in the air, "why isn't she here?"

Every drone in the room turns to stare at him.

"Um." N begins, glancing from Uzi to Khan then back to Uzi, "I think you're her husband?"

"Yes." Khan says bluntly.

"And you two are both Doormans?"

"Those would seem related."

N looks over at Uzi and she catches the very obvious question in his expression, answering with an eye-roll. "I'm afraid my family isn't very functional yet," she admits. "I did… maaaaaybee forget I had a mom, though."

"I'll go get her!" Khan proclaims suddenly and loudly. "After all, you two share eldritch genetics!" Leaning closer to Uzi, he adds "And it'll be some bonding time—"

Uzi uses the Solver to toss him out of the room and slams the door so hard it cracks.

"Yikes." V says, reaching out to tap on Uzi's head with a razor-sharp claw. "You sure everything's all right up in there?"

Uzi groans and flops back down on the bed in response, ignoring Doll's yelp as the tail is squished under her weight.

"I hate it here," Uzi Doorman, newest host of the Solver, controller of all time and space and matter, groans melodramatically.

[yanderelionwrites]

Just One Date (Yandere!Mirio Togata x Reader)

A/N: Yo this turned out way longer than I expected it to, but I've been working on this for awhile now and I'm mostly happy with how it turned out. Mirio's one of my favorite characters so I just had to write him lol

Synopsis: You're convinced the Pro Hero Lemillion is just a little too invested with you, and it's starting to make you nervous. You want him to leave you be, but Mirio's offer is something you just can't refuse.

Content Warning: yandere, stalking, manipulation, coercion, drugging, kidnapping, non-consensual touching

Word Count: 4.2k

It all started with you just wanting to be friendly with the young Pro Hero who had decided to try the cafe you worked at. He was a popular and powerful hero, so it was only natural that you’d want to make a good impression. You treated him with kindness and delivered the best customer service you could possibly muster, and he left seeming satisfied with his visit. You thought that was the end of it.

However…

Maybe you had been too friendly with him, and he interpreted it as you being interested in him. Because he sure as hell was interested in you. It used to just be weekly visits during your shift, but now they’ve almost become daily. And you don’t see him just at the cafe anymore. Now, it feels like he’s everywhere. The grocery store, the bank, the mall, even at the movie theater! Whenever you inquire about these so-called “coincidental” encounters, he always passes it off as “being in the area” or “on patrol”, but those excuses aren’t cutting it anymore. There was something off about him, and it was making you feel uneasy. Which has led you to your current situation this afternoon.

“Hey, is (Name) here today?”

You furiously shook your head at your miffed coworker, pleading with her to say no. You were currently hiding in the back kitchen of the cafe you worked at, having found sanctuary there the minute you noticed a certain blond-haired hero approaching the establishment. You had begged your coworker, Unmei, to cover for you and tell him that you weren’t on shift today. Given her huffy and disgruntled ‘yes’, you could only hope she would follow through.

“Sorry…(Name) isn’t here right now…”

Yes! Thank you, Unmei!

“They’re out on their lunch break, but they’ll be back in half an hour or so.”

No! Why would you tell him that, Unmei?

The pro, Lemillion, lit up at this news and he gave her one of his award-winning smiles, saying, “I’ll be back in a bit then. Thanks for letting me know!”

He sashayed away after that, out the doors and down the street. Once he was nowhere in sight, you stormed out of your hiding spot and pulled your colleague to the side.

“What the heck, Unmei? You said you would cover for me!”

The girl shook her head, sighing. “Really, (Name), I don’t get why you’re trying to avoid him. It’s obvious he likes you! Are you really going to pass up the opportunity to date a top Pro Hero?”

“You don’t understand. I swear to God, he follows me wherever I go! No matter where I am, I end up running into him. Not to mention he’s constantly visiting me at work. It’s getting annoying,” You complain, massaging your forehead to quell the headache you’re getting just from thinking about Lemillion.

“Oh, you’re exaggerating,” Unmei chuckled at the thought. “There’s no way he’s everywhere you go. He’s got more important duties than to follow some civilian around. I’m sure it’s just a coincidence.”

“It’s not a coincidence! I don’t know what it is about him, but he kind of gives me the creeps…”

“I think you’re the only person who would ever say Lemillion, of all heroes, is creepy,” Unmei shook her head, completely dismissing your concerns. She began to walk to the back kitchen with dishes in her hands. “I’m jealous, (Name). Not many are lucky enough to have a Pro Hero who’s got the hots for them. And one as popular as him, no less.”

“Lucky is not what I would call it…” You mumbled, but Unmei was too far away to hear. 

Thirty minutes came and went faster than you were ready for. You had just finished working through a rush, so you had no time to hide or prepare when Lemillion came through the doors, the biggest smile on his face when he saw you at the counter. You grimaced as he stalked up to you.

“Hey, (Name)! How are you today? Having a good time at work?” His grin was blinding; you couldn’t help but advert your gaze and back up a bit.

“Hi…Lemillion…I’m doing alright,” You muttered. Glancing to the side, you could see Unmei watching you with a smirk on her face. You tried to give her a pleading look to help you out of this situation, but she only gave you an encouraging thumbs-up before disappearing into the kitchen.

“You don’t have to keep calling me by my hero name, remember? We’re pretty close, so just Mirio is fine!”

We are most definitely not close. You thought, but nodded along with his suggestion anyway.

“Ri- Right…so, uh, what can I do for you today?” You said, trying to make this interaction as short as possible.

“Oh, I won’t be getting anything this time,” Mirio scratched the back of his neck. “Actually, I was hoping I could talk to you for a sec. Somewhere a bit more private.”

Uh oh. You hope that didn’t mean what you thought it meant. He wasn’t going to try and ask you out, was he? All of your encounters with him have been generally friendly so far, if you disregard the strange looks of longing and fleeting touches he’d sometimes give you. Despite the fact you’re convinced he’s been following you, you never thought he’d want to take your “relationship” a step further. It was dangerous for Pros to date after all; if any word got out that a hero had a partner, villains could easily snatch them up and use them for their nefarious schemes. This risk only increases tenfold when the hero is in Japan’s Top 10. All the more reason to shut his advances down.

“Um, I’m kind of busy right now. Besides, I just went on break, so I can’t-”

“Lemillion! It’s so good to see you again!” A booming voice resounded from behind you, making you flinch. Turning around, you see your boss approaching, a gleeful look on his face that rivaled the hero in front of you.

“Hey there, Mr. Kyōfu! Just thought I’d drop by and say hello to your lovely employee here!” You internally cringed at Mirio’s compliment and the wink he sent your way.

“Of course! You’re welcome here anytime! Can I get you anything? It’s on the house!” It was obvious how much your boss was sucking up to him, but Mirio didn’t seem to notice.

“Thanks, but I’m good!” The blond chuckled. “Though I was wondering if I could steal (Name) away for a bit? I know they’re busy, but I promise I won’t keep them for too long.”

“Sure, sure!” Mr. Kyōfu nodded, patting your back that you think was meant to be encouraging, but it only made you more uncomfortable. “Go ahead, (Name). We should be fine without you for now.”

“But, sir-” You tried to protest, but Mr. Kyōfu was already pushing you towards the swinging counter door, the only thing separating you from the beaming Pro Hero.

“Keep him company for as long as possible, alright? More customers will want to come in if they see him here,” He uttered lowly, so that only you could hear. “Sit by a window if you can, too.”

Of course all he cared about was the money. Your boss has been nothing but delighted with the fact that Lemillion chooses to make regular visits to his little cafe. Business has never been better here, as many people would do anything to see a big hero in person. So it was no surprise that Mr. Kyōfu would push you to entertain Mirio. Even if it made you super uncomfortable to do so.

You stumbled out the door right to where Mirio was patiently waiting. You wanted to argue with Mr. Kyōfu, tell him you wanted nothing more than to stay as far away from Lemillion as possible. If he wanted to keep the Pro around to be his moneymaker, he could find a way to do it himself. The look he was giving you, however, made any complaint die in your throat. There really was no getting out of this.

I need to find a new job.

Sighing, you reluctantly led Mirio away from the front counter and towards the back of the cafe, where it was more secluded. The both of you sat down in a booth, a nice big window next to you that gave you a view of the bustling city streets. Surprisingly, Mirio had the courtesy to sit across from you rather than next.

“Sooo,” You began awkwardly, hating the way he was staring straight into your eyes, a fond smile stretching across his features. “what did you want to talk about?”

“Well, it’s something that's been on my mind for awhile now, and there was no point in just having it bumble around in my head for so long,” He started, his smile turning almost sheepish. “We’ve known each other for a couple months now, and I just can’t wait any longer to ask you this.”

Here it comes. A grimace forms on your face, dreading his burning question. You were already thinking of ways to turn him down, envisioning his sad and disappointed face when you ultimately rejected him. You would feel slightly bad about the whole thing, but at least how you feel would get through to him, and you would finally be rid of the guy.

“Can I take you out on a date?” Mirio grinned, an oh so optimistic and hopeful look shining in his eyes.

Taking in a deep breath, you made direct eye contact with him, wanting to get your point across loud and clear.

“L-Look, Mirio…” Oh geez, you’re already stuttering. “You’re a real nice guy and I’m, like, super flattered that you’re asking me of all people out, but…my answer is no. I’m sorry.”

Mirio’s smile faltered, a confused expression on his face as he quirked his head to the side. He looked like a giant puppy who couldn’t understand what you were saying.

“Aw, why not? Did I do something wrong?” He asked, a pout forming on his lips. “Oh wait, you must have a boyfriend already, huh? I guess I should have asked beforehand.”

“No, it’s not that. I just…I guess I’m not really…comfortable…going on a date with you.”

“Oh, so I did do something wrong…” Mirio frowned, eyes downcast as he avoided your gaze.

“No! Well, yes, I mean,” You bit your lip, feeling nervous now that you have to confront him and explain the reason why. “The thing is…I know that you’ve been following me, Mirio… There’s just no way you’re always on patrol in the same area wherever I’m at. Granted, I don’t have any proof, but I know it’s not just a coincidence. It’s happened too often now.”

You glanced up to see Mirio staring at you. The unreadable expression he was giving you was slightly unnerving. You were so used to seeing him with a big, dopey grin, it was odd to see anything but on his countenance.

You waited for him to deny your claims, call you crazy to even think someone like him would stoop so low to stalk a civilian just because he liked them. Unmei was right; it sounded ridiculous. But you just couldn’t shake the feeling away. The more time that passed, the more silly you felt for even voicing your concerns. Mirio was probably thinking about how much of a paranoid weirdo you were and was having second thoughts on even suggesting a date. That is, until he started laughing.

“Oh, is that all? I was worried I had offended you or something!” Mirio scratched his cheek, his usual smile having now returned to his face. “I was only looking out for you, sunshine. Making sure you were okay and stuff. That’s kind of my job, you know?”

What? You stare at him, dumbfounded. You couldn’t believe he actually admitted to stalking you, and finds nothing wrong with it no less! Your suspicions were right after all, much to your horror. You weren’t even sure what to say to him next.

“Uh, no? You can’t be seriously trying to justify that by saying it’s part of being a hero! You’re supposed to be looking out for everyone, not just me.”

“I know that, sunshine. And I do! I just take extra special care to make sure you’re safe and sound,” Mirio reached his arm across the table and took a hold of your hand. “You’re important to me, (Name), and I would hate for something bad to happen to you.”

You quickly yanked your hand away and narrowed your eyes at him. How could he think all of this was okay to do? It was a major breach of privacy, and you shuddered at the possibility that he’s followed you home before.

“Nothing bad is going to happen to me. Something might, however, if I’m seen with you. You know just as well as I do the dangers of a Pro dating a civilian, and I don’t want to get involved with all that.”

“I would never let you get hurt, sunshine. We can keep our relationship on the down-low, if that would ease your worries,” Mirio winked, acting like there was a chance you would say yes after what he just confessed.

“The answer is no, end of story. I want you to stop following me and just leave me alone.” You stated firmly. Hopefully, Mirio would get the hint and you could finally go about your life in peace again.

It was never that easy though.

The blond sighed, before an uncharacteristic smirk appeared on his lips. A mischievous twinkle sparkled in his eyes, ready to share an idea that you were sure to dislike.

“How about this: if you go on just one date with me, I promise to leave you alone and never bother you again. Deal?” Mirio stuck out his hand, expecting you to shake it, but you only gave him a skeptical look.

“And what if I don’t?” You inquired, folding your arms across your chest in a challenging manner despite your anxious heart.

Mirio leaned in closer to you. “Then I guess I’ll just have to up my game and try even harder to get you to fall for me! Whatever that may call for.”

Goosebumps rose on the back of your neck and spread down to your arms as you thought about what that could mean. You didn’t want to know how far Mirio was willing to go with all this, but you knew he wasn’t bluffing and really wouldn’t stop his advances. As much as you have come to dislike the hero, you saw that there was no other choice than to accept the ultimatum he has presented to you. 

That’s what you hated most about this whole situation. Even if you tried to report him, no one would believe your word over his. He’s one of the best heroes this country has ever seen; his reputation is too good to be tarnished by the claims of one civilian.

It would just be one night with him…

And then he’d leave you alone.

“...Alright, it’s a deal. One date and nothing more.”

* * *

You peered up at the inconspicuous building where Mirio had told you to meet him. It was a restaurant you were unfamiliar with, but the blond vouched that the food there was to die for. He said that he was good friends with the owner, so it wouldn’t be hard for him to place a reservation on such short notice.

Must be nice having so many connections…

Entering the establishment, you breathed a sigh of relief when you saw that this place wasn’t super fancy like you feared. It was nice, sure, but not at the level of having multiple kinds of cutlery placed at your table. You were worried Mirio would take you out somewhere that would be fitting for an anniversary dinner and not a first date.

You fiddled with the bracelet wrapped around your wrist as you approached the host, ready for this night to be over already. Before you could even open your mouth to speak, however, your date himself appeared from around the corner, leaning over in a booth and waving at you.

“Hey, (Name)! Over here!” Mirio called. You had never seen him so happy.

You dragged your feet as you made your way over to him, sporting more of a grimace rather than a smile. Taking a quick look around, you noticed that the restaurant was fairly empty save for a few customers seated far away from where you were headed. You’re not sure if the place is always like this or Mirio had reserved this entire area.

“Wow! You’re looking lovely as ever, sunshine,” Mirio exclaimed when you finally reached his table. “Well, go on and take a seat!”

You sit down across from him, your leg starting to bounce once seated. Picking up the glass that had already been placed at your table, you take a sip of water to try and ease your nerves.

“Did you have any trouble finding this place? I chose somewhere less popular so you wouldn’t have to worry about anyone seeing us together. I hope it’s private enough for ya!” Mirio said, taking a sip of his own glass.

“It was no trouble. And thanks…for accommodating me,” You said.

“I’m beyond stoked that you changed your mind and decided to give me a chance,” Mirio said, flagging down the waiter who just came out of the kitchen. “I promise I’ll make it a memorable night for you. For the both of us.”

You forced me to change my mind. You thought bitterly, choosing not to say anything in favor of having the night go smoothly and quickly. After the both of you order, Mirio tries to engage in some idle chatter. With your short and vague responses, however, it was hard for the conversation to turn into something meaningful.

There was one question on your mind, though. One that you should have asked earlier but never had the chance to. When the waiter brought out your food and left you two to enjoy the meal, you decided that now would be more of a good time than anything to ask him.

“Why exactly do you like me?” You questioned slowly, rubbing your forehead to quell the sudden drowsiness that you felt coming in full force. This night must be taking a bigger toll out of you than you thought it would. “Surely there are plenty of better options out there, so why choose me?”

“Don’t sell yourself short, (Name). You’re an amazing person, you just don’t see it yet.” Mirio encouraged, shooting you a soft smile that was meant to comfort. “Though I do admire that humility of yours! Just like I love your kindness and compassion. The world needs more people like you, sunshine. That’s why I have to try so hard to protect you.”

You had trouble focusing on Mirio’s words, too preoccupied with the fact that you felt dizzy now, like you’ve had one too many to drink even though the only thing you drank tonight was the…water…

No…

“Did…did you do something…to my drink?” You slurred, leaning against the cool wooden table to keep yourself upright. Fear was starting to take over your body as it began to tremble.

“It’s just a little something that will help you see that we’re meant to be together, sunshine,” Through your blurring vision, you could see that Mirio’s smile never wavered. He knew exactly what he was doing. “Go to sleep, okay? And when you wake up, everything will be better. I promise.”

Tears spilled out and slid down your cheeks as you tried to fight off whatever drug he had used on you, but you knew there was no point. It was inevitable. It always was. Your fate had been sealed when Lemillion first came to the cafe and laid his eyes on you.

As you drifted off to sleep, the last thing you could see was Mirio standing up from his seat, getting ready to escort you to God knows where.

* * *

You wake up with the worst headache you could imagine, in the comfiest bed you’ve ever laid in. Confused and groggy, you sit up and assess your surroundings. You’re now in an unfamiliar bedroom, one that was much bigger than your own and seemed to be decorated with you in mind. It was covered in your favorite color scheme and filled with your interests, all things that were eerily similar to the stuff found in your home. You wanted to get up and look around, but the minute you moved your leg, you felt a heavy weight on your ankle. It had been cuffed, with a long chain that was attached to the bedpost.

It was all coming back to you now.

Mirio had drugged you.

And you must be in his home.

Anxiety was starting to settle as the situation was dawning on you. This couldn’t be real. How could Mirio, a Pro Hero, commit such a criminal act? You supposed it was because he knew he could get away with it, but you never thought he would stoop to kidnapping.

You needed to get out of there, but no matter how hard you tugged on the chain, it wouldn’t budge. The cuff looked to be high tech, and needed some kind of special key for it to unlock. You’re sure Mirio’s got it on him, so there was no hope of getting the cuff off yourself.

The door handle started to jiggle as it was unlocked.

Speak of the devil.

In comes the blond-haired man you’ve come to despise, a bright beam on his face despite everything he’s done. His hands hold a tray carrying a glass of water and a plate of apple slices.

“Hey, you’re awake! You’ve been out for a while now, I was starting to get worried,” Mirio said, placing the tray down on the nightstand. “I’m sure your head must hurt, so I brought you some water to help.”

You couldn’t believe he was acting so nonchalant after abducting you. The last thing you wanted to do was drink water that was prepared by him. Fear and anger stirred inside you as you clenched the bedsheets in your fists.

“Mirio, this is insane. You know this isn’t right,” You started, scooting farther up on the bed when your captor sat down right next to you.

“Of course this is right, sunshine. I know you must be scared and confused right now, but you’ll understand eventually,” Mirio reached a hand forward to try and cup your cheek, but you jerked your head away.

“Don’t fucking touch me. You can’t just pretend this is okay and then expect me to play along,” You narrowed your eyes at him, but that hardly deterred Mirio’s smile. “I want you to let me go.”

The man sighed and let his hand drop back to his side. “I can’t do that, (Name). I brought you here so I can keep you safe. You have everything you need here and more! Doesn’t that sound great?”

 “You can’t be serious! You can’t keep me locked up here forever!” You shouted, losing your temper. You wanted to stay calm in this situation, but it was growing increasingly difficult to do so. “I have a life to return to! Please, Mirio, let me go!”

The blond moved closer to your form, resting his hand on your knee. Nothing you said seemed to waver him; he just kept that same stupid grin on his face as he continued to lean towards your face. You tried to back up, but your body was already against the headboard. 

Mirio stopped just inches from your face, saying, “Your life will be better now, sunshine. I promise to take good care of you, so don’t worry, okay?” You flinched when he pressed a kiss to your cheek. “I love you so much, (Name). And you’ll realize someday that you need me as much as I need you.”

He patted your head then, before standing up and walking towards the door. “Rest up for a bit now, and then when you wake up, I’ll make us dinner. It can be whatever you want!”

When he left, you began to tug on the chain again out of panic and frustration, hot tears threatening to spill. Why did this have to happen to you of all people? You were just being nice and now look where it got you. Trapped in the home of some delusional hero who thought it was his job to personally protect you.

You glared daggers at the ankle cuff, hoping that if you stared hard enough, it would melt off. You wished you had never served Mirio when he came into the cafe that day. You wished people had listened to you when you told them that he was stalking you. You wished you had said no to his proposal and found another job. 

You were foolish to think all he wanted was one date.

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[emi-gelfling]

You'll laugh, you'll cry, and you'll want to punch Endeavor. . .

LINK TO "Vent Gremlin:"

https://archiveofourown.org/works/56242153/chapters/142880587#workskin

[puddinginthemix]

Chapter fifteen: Same As Always (Nighteye)

Nighteye Agency rises. The new normal is thrown into chaos by two oblivious young men.

Nighteye hoped he might come up with some plan, some small course of action, some intention, but all he was really doing was rotating Mirio Togata in his mind like a smiling action figure on a plastic stand. There was only one person who might offer anything of value. He could only hope the old man wouldn’t be too exasperated with him. Torino answered his phone directly. He sounded tired, but not cross. “Hey, kid. I had a feeling I might be hearing more from you.” “How’s Okinawa?” he asked. “Can’t complain. Nice beach. Beautiful women. Spam fried rice.” Torino cleared his throat. “But let’s get to the point.” “Right.” Mirai pushed on his glasses. “Tell me what you really think of Nezu’s candidate.” Torino made a low, pensive sound. “I don’t know, kid. It’s weird.” Nighteye waited for him to go on, and eventually he did. “From his toes to his nose, I could almost swear I was looking thirty years back in time. He’s got the build, the pizazz. And that smile. Damn.” He went quiet for another moment. “But then the eyes throw me. Sure, the color’s close and all. Still…” “Still?” “Toshinori’s always had a… a kind of wildness behind his eyes, you know? I don’t really know how to describe it. In this kid, I don’t see anything like that.” Mirai could think of several ways to describe the wildness behind Toshinori’s eyes. Recklessness, fury, desperation. Worst of all, sometimes, despair. “That’s… good, isn’t it?” “Is it? I dunno.” He sighed. “Maybe you gotta be some shade of crazy to handle something that big.”

The tragedy of All Might and Nighteye's doomed partnership, remembering the happiness too. Novel-length. Read from the beginning on AO3.

[charmao3]

Having a food-based quirk that you can't control is so embarrassing that it might just make you want to die. A little bit. For Tamaki, anyway.

short miritama!