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Letters from your favourite boys.

Part 2:

Warnings: No warnings. Mostly fluff, although it can be sad if squint,or maybe not.You will also find a pleasant bonus that, like wine, only gets better with age.🌸

Enjoy reading (⁠☞⁠ ͡⁠°⁠ ͜⁠ʖ⁠ ͡⁠°⁠)⁠☞

Zoro:

Hey,damn woman,

I reckon I've got to admit something that's been nagging at me like an itch I can't quite scratch – you're a complete headache.The kind of headache that won't let a man sleep at night. Your presence is like an unruly storm, disrupting the peace I once thought I had mastered. A real pain in the neck. I can't wrap my swords around why, but every time you're near, it's like I've been tossed into the Grand Line without a compass.

It's a confusing feeling, and I ain't much for eloquence, but I figured it was time to lay it bare. The way you tangle up my thoughts, I can't get a decent night's sleep, and it's starting to grind my gears. Yet, there's something about your chaos that's got me hooked.

So, here it is – you're a walking storm, and I'm navigating through it without a map. I can't promise flowery words or candlelit dinners, but if you're up for the adventure, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't curious to see where this sea of trouble leads.

Keep being a pain,but, please be my...pain.

Zoro

Levi Ackerman:

Oi,y/n,

You're a complete pain in the ass,shitty little brat.I've worked with my fair share of women, but none of them have managed to be as irritating as you. It's like you've mastered the art of getting on my nerves.

Don't expect me to utter those three damned words – everyone I've cared about ended up dead, and I'm not eager to add your name to that list.Love is a luxury I can't afford. But, hey, here's the thing: you're different. Somehow, you've carved out a space in my chaotic existence that nobody else could.

We're soldiers, and tomorrow isn't promised,so I won't ask you to wait for me or some romantic nonsense like that .Just do me one favor,will you – be careful out there. You may be a brat, but I'd hate to see you end up another name on a memorial. You see,I can't stand the thought of losing another pain in the ass.

Levi

Shanks:

My Dearest Y/N,

In my vast travels, I've encountered countless thieves, each claiming to be the master of the craft. Yet, none have come close to your unparalleled skills. For you, my love, have stolen something far more precious than any treasure – you've taken my heart, and it appears you have no intentions of returning it.

Your thievery is unlike any I've witnessed before. You've stolen the very essence of who I am, and I find myself willingly surrendering to the capricious winds of your charm. The seas may be treacherous, but they pale in comparison to the storm you've stirred within me.

I promise you this, my love:I'll sail to the ends of the earth to lay the world's treasures at your feet. Devil fruits, legendary swords, you name it – it's yours. For you are the greatest treasure I've ever sought, and I have no intentions of letting you slip away.

With a heart entirely stolen,

Shanks

Kokushibo:

My Dearest Y/N,

In the twisted corridors of my existence, where shadows dance with the echoes of forgotten vows, I find myself ensnared by a sentiment I believed to be long extinguished. It is not a mere flicker; it is a raging inferno that defies the rationale of demon-kind.

You, a fragile human woman, have become the focal point of my unrest. The stark truth looms over us - I am a demon, and you, a mortal. Our worlds should be worlds apart, and yet, the heart, in its relentless pursuit, acknowledges no boundaries.

In your presence, the echoes of a humanity long suppressed resonate. A fleeting desire for a connection that transcends the limitations of our nature.

This confession carries no expectations, for it is an acknowledgment of the forbidden. May this letter exist as a testament to emotions untamed and unfulfilled.

With both desire and restraint,

Kokushibo

Nanami Kento:

Y/N,

This is probably a bad idea, writing this.

In my line of duty, emotions are a luxury I can't afford. Yet, when it comes to you, I find myself treading into forbidden territory. It's not right, and I'm aware of the age difference –you're young,and I'm,well,not ... But,i know-you need someone more mature, more serious, especially compared to Gojo.

Your presence disrupts the usual rhythm of my life, shattering the stoic facade I meticulously maintain. There's a battle within me – logic versus the inexplicable pull you have on my heart. It's a war I never anticipated.

I should remain stoic, but every encounter with you chips away at my resolve.

Sincerely,

Nanami Kento

Subaru Sakamaki:

Y/N,

This ain't no love letter, so don't go gettin' ideas. I don't get why I hate seein' you with others, but it ticks me off. Makes me wanna tear 'em all apart.

Don't like people touchin' you. Makes my blood boil. I don't even know why. And I can't forget a damn thing when you're around. You're stuck in my head.

I know you won't ever love me. My own mother didn't. So, don't expect any sweet words from me. Just stay away from those other guys.

Subaru

Sukuna:

Dear Y/N,

I ain't one for sappy words or romantic nonsense, but there's somethin' about you that gets under my skin. Don't ask me why, 'cause I don't even know.

I hate it when you're chattin' with that brat Itadori, ignorin' me like I'm invisible. But let's cut the crap – I ain't here to write poetry. I want you in ways I can't explain, in my bed, in my kitchen, hell, even on my throne.

Whenever you're around, things get all messed up in my head, my heart, even my damn stomach. And don't get me started when that smug Gojo is near you; it makes me wanna kill him even more.

It's all so damn confusing. Maybe I want you, maybe I want to tear everything apart. Either way, you better start payin' more attention.

Sukuna

Kaname Kuran:

My Dearest Y/N,

In the shadows, where I often find myself,I've watched you from afar.I find myself at a loss when it comes to expressing the emotions swirling within me. The truth is, I harbor deep affection for you, but my fears restrain the words from escaping my lips.

I sense a loneliness in my immortal existence, and your absence only accentuates it. There's a desire within me to be more than just an observer in your life, but I fear that I'm perceived merely as an unattainable figure.

Perhaps I am foolish in entertaining these feelings, yet they persist. If you ever find it in your heart to see me as more than a distant figure, know that you may fill a void that even eternity has failed to soothe.

Yours always,

Kaname

Bakugo Katsuki

Oi,Y/N,

Damn it, I hate writing this crap, but here goes. Don't make a big deal outta this, got it? I... ugh, whatever. You make me so damn nervous, and I don't know why. It's irritating as hell. It's pissing me off to even write it.You're always around, and I can't focus on anything. It's like you've got some stupid quirk that makes my brain go haywire.

Yeah, I get angry about it. No, I don't know why. Maybe it's 'cause I can't say what's on my mind. There's something... different about you, and it's driving me nuts. Don't get any weird ideas; it's not like I... like you or anything.

Just stay outta my way, alright?

Bakugo Katsuki

Shoto Todoroki

Hello,Y/N,

I hope this letter finds you well. There's something I've been meaning to say, but whenever you're near, my words get lost like a flame flickering in the wind. I find myself fumbling, unable to express what's in my heart.

You're like a gentle warmth that softens the icy parts of me. Your presence is a calm amidst the storm. I wish I could find the courage to tell you that you mean more to me than I can put into words. I admire your strength and kindness, and it's something I hold in awe.

Perhaps one day, I'll find the words in person, but until then, know that my silent admiration and respect for you speak volumes.

Sincerely,

Shoto

Jean Kirstein

Y/N

Look, I'm not great with words or feelings, but I wanted to tell you something. You're like this ray of sunshine in this messed-up world we live in. Your optimism sometimes annoys the hell out of me, but it's also something I've come to appreciate.Your hair, it's like... hair, but long. And you've got this smell, kinda like my mom's omelette. Don't ask me why I noticed, it just happened.

And you're like the damn sunrise after a night of Titan-slaying – unexpected and a relief. You make the Survey Corps insanity a bit more bearable.

Just wanted you to know, in my own awkward way, that I kinda... well... appreciate you being around. Don't go getting any weird ideas; it's just a soldier,you know

I've got your back, alright? Not that you need it or anything. You're strong, maybe even stronger than you think. Just... stay safe out there. We've got titans to deal with, and I don't want to lose someone like you.

Jean K.

Hey,hey that’s a bonus, I don’t know about you but I really like this man. He doesn't even give off a daddy vibe, but a grandpa vibe

Dot Pixis

Dear Y/N,

I may not be a spring chicken like you cadets, but I've seen my fair share of greenhorns, and you stand out in the bunch. It's not just because you're Erwin's cadet, but because you've got this spark, this energy that's hard to ignore.

Now, about this age difference, I'll admit I'm no stranger to the passage of time, but when I see you charging ahead, determined as ever, it makes me feel like I've found a new favorite bottle of fine wine. Speaking of which, hope you don't mind if I share a drink or two with you sometime. My palate's pretty discerning, and I'd say you're worth savoring.

So, here's to you, Y/N. May your spirits stay high, your blades stay sharp, and our glasses stay full.

Cheers,

Pixis

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[lilithliliam]

Letters from your favourite boys💜

Warnings: possibility of getting too much happiness and cuteness,losing teeth from sweetness or getting a heart attack (This is a joke 🌚) Read at your own risk.

I decided that we could all use some warmth and happiness on these cold days. guess who cried in the part with Kakashi 🥲 Please don’t pay attention to the mistakes, if they are...

Uzui Tengen:

My Dearest [Y/N],

In the grand tapestry of life, your presence stands out like a dazzling thread of silk. Every step you take is a dance, and every word you speak is a melody that resonates in the chambers of my heart. My flamboyant exterior conceals a truth that only you can unveil—I am utterly and irrevocably captivated by you.

Your strength, your grace, and the radiance that emanates from your very being have ensnared my heart. The battles we've faced together have only deepened my admiration, and in the quiet moments between clashes, I've come to realize that my feelings extend beyond camaraderie.

I find myself yearning for the warmth of your smile, the sound of your laughter, and the shared silences that speak volumes. You are the jewel that adorns the crown of my existence, and I cannot keep these emotions concealed any longer.

With all the vibrancy and passion that defines me, I confess: I am in love with you.

Yours in flamboyant devotion,

Uzui Tengen

Kyojuro Rengoku:

My Beloved [Y/N],

As the flame that illuminates the darkest corners of my soul, you have become the guiding light of my existence. In your presence, I find warmth, purpose, and an intensity that transcends the battles we wage. Each day, my admiration for you grows, fueled by the embers of respect and the tender flames of affection.

Your beauty, both outward and inward, is a testament to the divine artistry that shaped you. The moments we share, be they in the midst of chaos or the calm after the storm, are etched into the fabric of my heart. It is in these moments that I have come to acknowledge a truth that cannot be denied.

My love for you is as unyielding as the fires I command. It burns with a fervor that surpasses the limitations of words. With this confession, I lay bare my heart, hoping that its flames may kindle a reciprocal warmth within yours.

Ever aflame with love,

Kyojuro Rengoku

Shota Aizawa:

To the One Who Occupies My Thoughts,

In the realm of logic and reason, emotions often find themselves discarded like outdated textbooks. Yet, against my better judgment, I find myself grappling with a truth that defies the constraints of rationale. It is a truth that demands acknowledgment, a silent whisper in the halls of my guarded heart.

Your resilience, your determination, and the quiet strength you exude have carved a niche within my stoic exterior. In your presence, the cacophony of the world softens to a gentle hum, and I am left with the undeniable realization—I have fallen in love with you.

I admire the way you face challenges head-on, your unwavering spirit, and the moments of vulnerability you entrust to the world. It is this mosaic of characteristics that has woven itself into the fabric of my affection.

So, with a vulnerability I seldom reveal, I confess: I am in love with you.

Guardedly Yours,

Shota Aizawa

Kakashi Hatake:

My Dearest [Y/N],

In the world of shadows and secrets, where emotions are often veiled by the mask of indifference, I find myself standing on the precipice of revelation. Your resilience, your kindness, and the quiet strength you carry have dismantled the barriers around my guarded heart.

In the moments of shared silence and the subtle nuances of your gestures, I've come to acknowledge a truth that eludes the pages of my stoic narrative—I am in love with you. Your presence is a balm to the wounds I never knew existed, and your laughter echoes in the chambers of my guarded soul.

As a man of few words, I express this truth with a simplicity that belies its depth: I love you. In the quiet realm of our shared understanding, I hope you discern the unspoken sentiments that bind my heart to yours.

Quietly Yours,

Kakashi Hatake

Itachi Uchiha:

My Beloved [Y/N],

In the labyrinth of shadows and redemption, your presence has been a beacon of light that cuts through the darkness. I find myself standing at the crossroads of duty and desire, and in the silence

that lingers between our shared glances, a profound truth takes shape—I am deeply, irrevocably in love with you.

The burdens of my past, the sins that stain my hands, and the responsibilities I bear have often overshadowed the tender emotions that have taken root in my heart. Your kindness, your understanding, and the warmth of your gaze have thawed the icy resolve within me, revealing a vulnerability I seldom allow others to witness.

In the quiet moments we've shared, I've come to appreciate the gentle cadence of your laughter and the strength that emanates from your very essence. Your presence is a salve to the wounds I carry, and your love is the promise of a future unburdened by the shadows of our shared past.

As I pen these words, I do so with the sincerity of a man yearning for redemption and the courage to forge a path towards a brighter tomorrow. With all the complexities that define our existence, know that my love for you transcends the boundaries of duty—a truth I can no longer keep veiled in the shadows.

Eternally Yours,

Itachi Uchiha

Satoru Gojo:

My Enchanting [Y/N],

In the realm of jujutsu battles and sorcery, you are the vibrant anomaly that captivates my attention. From the moment our paths intertwined, a spark ignited within me, fanning the flames of a truth that demands acknowledgment—I am undeniably, unequivocally in love with you.

Your resilience on the battlefield mirrors the strength I find equally captivating in the moments between battles. The sparkle in your eyes, the playful banter we share, and the unique cadence of your laughter weave a tapestry of emotions that have ensnared my heart.

In the grand scheme of curses and battles, our connection stands as an anomaly—a testament to the unpredictable nature of the world we navigate. Yet, it is precisely this unpredictability that renders our shared moments all the more precious.

As I confess these sentiments, I do so with the candid acknowledgment that the jujutsu world is fraught with dangers and uncertainties. But amid the chaos, your presence is a constant, and my love for you is the unyielding anchor that grounds me.

Yours in the Unpredictable Dance of Sorcery,(the strongest)

Satoru Gojo

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His eternal fatigue, sadness and inability to do what he likes and wants is killing me. I don’t want to see him suffer, I don’t want him to die, but I also don’t want him to continue this life. I just want to hug him, I just want to somehow ease his suffering.

Thank you Mappa for drawing at least these frames for us, but I still won’t forgive the author for killing him. In such a terrible and painful way, at the same time never letting him enjoy life. I believe that if you created a character of any kind, then you are obliged to make a good life for him and ... the end.

Rest in peace, Nanami Kento. You were everything...for us 💜

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My quiet haven

Warnings: Yandere themes. Teacher/student relationship. Obsessive and possessive behavior. There is no bloodthirstiness, there is no theme of death. Manipulation and pressure. The reader is a virgin. NSFW. Jealousy.

The reader is studying with Gojo temporarily, cause she don't plan to be a sorceress. The reader is 18 years old. She must learn to use her power, which is why she came to study in Tokyo.

It’s hard to imagine a Gojo who loves someone very much, let alone Yandere Gojo, but it turns out that this can happen. Where did it all start? Gojo is not particularly interested in people, to be honest, but he really loves and cares about his students. About all of them without exception, but recently he began to notice that he devotes much more time and attention to one of his students than to others, and is it even possible to blame him for this. After all, she, his student, is the very embodiment of femininity, beauty and kindness. She's not like everyone else, she's not angry at him for his childish nature, she doesn't think he's arrogant, or she doesn't have a stupid crush on him. She always seemed to be able to somehow read his emotions. He could say that there was absolutely nothing wrong with him, that his mission had been more successful than ever, that he was not tired at all, but she could understand how he felt just by looking once. When all his students left, she approached him and asked about his well-being, whether he was tired, whether he was accidentally injured. Did he need anything? And she asked with such genuine concern that Satoru involuntarily felt something in his chest - was moving. At first, he brushed off her questions, not wanting to pester her with his problems, but then he didn’t even understand how he began to open up. In one of the most vulnerable moments, when she was the only one who realized that something was wrong with him, with the strongest. She just came up and despite all the assurances that everything was fine, she hugged him tightly. As tightly as she could. She told him not to hide his feelings, because we all are people. He is a human after all. No matter how strong he is, he is still a person who is no stranger to pain, fatigue and suffering. And this is not something to be ashamed of.

"I can't even imagine the heavy burden you carry every day, sensei ,but please don't carry it alone. Whenever you need, whenever you feel alone, I will always be here for you. I can hardly help a lot, but I can listen to you. And no matter what you say, it will always remain between us,” she told him.

She hugged him, pressing his head to her chest and stroking his hair. She whispered various soothing things. And he...just melted like plasticine in her wonderful hands. He felt like a lonely abandoned child who had finally found shelter, a warm home. That day he himself did not understand how he fell asleep. But he slept well then. And then the germ of interest that he experienced in her even at the first meeting grew into true love. He didn't care that she was his student, that she was younger. She will only study for a year and she is already 18. He has been single for so many years that who cares about her age or the family she comes from. Gojo knew that he had earned himself at least one happiness in life and he was going to take care of its safety.

She was kind in character in general. She was kind to everyone, from a small bug on the sidewalk which she picked up and planted on a nearby flower so that it would not be given away, to the janitor for whom she bought coffee in a very cold time, knowing that he would probably frozen And of course she was kind to her classmates. She cared, but not too persistently, for Megumi, hugged and supported Itadori, saying that even though he is a vessel of Sukuna, this doesn't mean that he is bad. She listened and gave advice to Nobara and went shopping with her. She calmed down and even prepared Nanami’s favorite bread and sandwiches, who, by the way, also doted on her. She became the soul and the bright sun of their entire company. And Gojo was fine with this for the time being.

However, over time, he became even more clingy than before. He began to constantly demand her attention. Her worries. If she devoted time to someone else, he would create scandals and hysterics. When he finished his missions, the first thing he did was rush to her and showed off like a kid. And she smiled and praised. Thanked him for his hard work. Prepared sweets or other food for him just because knew that after the mission he would probably want to eat something. And he could sit all night with her in the living room or in her room, eating sweets or chips and watching some movie. He would constantly cry at the sad moments and laugh out loud at the funny ones, but one thing was invariable: he would either lie on her chest or on her lap while she instinctively stroked his hair. When she was once enthusiastically reading some book, he became hysterical like a child and threw it somewhere, while refusing to look at her, and childishly pouting his lip, showing that he was the victim here. At first she was indignant, but then, instead of to reprimand him, she sighed quietly and opened her arms, where he immediately rushed, forgetting about his offense because she forgot about him for THREE WHOLE MINUTES!

Her classmates also noticed Gojo’s strange attitude towards her, but she brushed it off and said that he was like a big baby or a living teddy bear and that he needed to be cuddled and cherished, otherwise he would behave completely capriciously. They didn't approve of this, but seeing how happy Gojo was they couldn't resist. She noticed that his actions were strange at times, but she convinced herself that Gojo was very lonely. She understood the burden people had placed on him since his birth. How they don't let him be normal. And his childish behavior was justified by the lack of a normal childhood before. Seeing one day how bad he really was, she decided that at least she could understand him, not put pressure on him, could become his quiet haven where he could come to rest. She wanted nothing more than for her mentors Gojo and Nanami to finally be able relax and do what you really want. One day Gojo felt that he was ready to completely open up to her. He told everything that was in his heart. About his best friend Geto, who betrayed him to the point of taking his life himself. He expected contempt in her eyes, although he understood that she was not that kind of girl, but he was afraid of her reaction. But she smiled softly and said that it was probably hard for him. And that she understood him. She feels sorry for his friend, she feels sorry for that girl. But the past cannot be changed. If Geto was his best friend, then he understands his actions and does not hold a grudge against him, so Satoru should also forgive himself: she told him. He first smiled and then...cried. He cried in her lap as she stroked his hair in an attempt to calm him down. He calmed down and he and she even agreed to visit Geto’s grave together next time. It would seem that everything was fine. Everyone was happy. Gojo has finally found his soul mate. A person ready to accept him. Here she is, the perfect girl. Strong, albeit weaker than him, beautiful, although not more beautiful than him(joke). But something is still wrong. He looks at her communicating with Yuji and Nanami and something strange stirs in his chest. He watches carefully as she hands a basket, probably with food, into Nanami's hands. After all, Gojo himself saw how she prepared him and suddenly realizes. Oh yes, exactly. This feeling is called... anxiety. No no. Jealousy. No... uncertainty? No, stupidity. So that Satoru Gojo himself, the strongest magician, feels insecure? Nonsense. But deep down he is afraid that she does not feel the same, that she might choose someone younger, like Yuji, someone more responsible like Nanami. But he's not going to give up. He's lost enough people and he's not going to lose any more. He knows for sure that he doesn't want her to care about anyone else. Especially about Nanami. After all, after so much time spent with her, it seems that she did not look at him differently, although Satoru tried to look after her. He gave her sweets, put flowers in her room, or if she was just walking, he appeared out of nowhere and dragged her to the nearest cafe to try a new food, but apparently this was not enough. So Gojo decided to act more decisively. And show her intentions, because even if she guessed about his feelings, she tried not to pay attention to it.

Gojo had hugged her before, like all his students, but now his hugs became more frequent, lower and more intimate? Although she felt that something was wrong, she tried to blame it on paranoia. When she was cooking, he could hug her and put his head on her shoulder and inhale the smell of her hair. One day, when she was eating candy that he bought her, for some reason in the shape of a heart, he asked how it tasted. She says it’s very tasty and he took the candy she bit and ate it, closing his eyes in satisfaction. One day he took her phone to check the time, but then when she took her phone again, on the lock screen there was a photo of them that they took with everyone, but only... the rest of the participants were cut out and only him and Gojo remained. By the way, he put the same photo on his phone. She also noticed that next to his contact there was now a red heart. And sometimes she woke up in the morning with a heaviness on her stomach and when she opened her eyes, she found a sleeping Gojo who was hugging her tightly, trying to fit on her bed. Slowly but surely he became a part of her life, her social circle, slowly and surely filling her entire world. One day, while walking in a store, he offered her to buy “mochi” in the shape of a heart, which were sold for Valentine’s Day, to which she quite logically replied:

-But, Gojo sensei, this is for couples

“Well, yes, we’re dating so what’s the problem here,” he told her as if nothing had happened.

-I love you, you love me and...call me Satoru-sama now, right? She was numb for a minute, not knowing how to refuse him, and he, of course, took advantage of this.

-You take care of me, cook for me, hug me, comfort me. This of course means that you like me as much as I like you. And you will not leave me like everyone else. Don't hurt my feelings. Well, of course, and how can you not love me.I’m so charming,

- he said, knowing that he was manipulating her, leaving her no choice, but he didn’t care. She was his and no one, not even she herself, could change that.

And she, in turn, thought: This is the first time that Gojo is truly happy, it took so much time to heal his wounds, but she won’t open his wounds again and leave new ones? How can she do this to him? Yes, and she must admit that over time she herself began to have feelings for him. It’s hardly pity, rather admiration along with the desire to care. The maternal instinct must be making itself felt, because he's like real child (or maybe it’s just a skillful manipulation by Satoru) So she decided that why not. She will give him a chance.And she did not quite confidently confirm the fact of their relationship, and Satoru was not even shy about rare people in the store, and kissed her right there, because he had been craving this for so long.

As for intimate matters, everything is simple. His beloved is 18 years old, in fact, she is not even his student, and Gojo also has his own... needs. Therefore, he probably won’t want to wait, or give her time to prepare for this mentally. He will gently hint to her by saying something like:

"Hey hey, a wonderful day to lose your virginity, don't you think?"

Or

"How is my favorite virgin doing?"

He constantly kisses her on the lips and moves lower. Will constantly touch her. And one day he will invite her to his house to watch a film. But she felt how it would end, after all, it was Satoru. He almost directly stated that he wanted her. Before she had time to enter his apartment, he was already heart-rendingly and greedily kissing her lips. Lifting her by the ass, he carried her onto the bed while crushing the fat of her ass. Climbing on top of her, he kissed her as if he wanted her to choke on either his tongue or his saliva. While his long, muscular arms explored her entire body, hastily ridding her of her clothes. Having finished with the kiss, leaving a thread of their common saliva on her lips that dripped onto her bare collarbones, he kissed lower. Frantically kissing the beads of her hardened nipples and putting one in his mouth, he began to suck, twisting it around his tongue, causing a series of moans from his beloved. He barely looked away from her soft and elastic breasts and began to look at her greedily, God, how he wanted to take a picture of her now, it was just a pornographic look. He wanted to remember this for the rest of his life. But this was her first time, he had to be softer and more gentle and please her first, and then himself. He sank lower, from her navel, sunken tummy to her femininity and she screamed. Her whole body arched and she pulled Gojo's head closer to her peak and Gojo moaned out loud.

She wriggled like a snake, simultaneously dropping sweet moans that gave him an incentive to move on. He greedily sucked, licked and even stuck his nimble tongue into her, stimulating places that she probably didn’t even know existed. Using his thumb, stroking and occasionally rubbing her clitoris or alternating it with his tongue, and inserting first one then a second finger into her, he quickly brought her to the peak and she moaned loudly and protractedly. He stood up and took off his T-shirt as he walked, wiping his wet mouth and face with it.

"Damn, damn baby. This is the best thing I've ever eaten. I wish you would give me this instead of the usual tomorrow and dinner, baby," he told her.

While she was trying to recover from a violent orgasm, he unzipped his pants and hastily stayed in his boxers, wet from his own secretions, in which his erect penis could be clearly seen. He desperately needed to be in her. He seemed ready to cum now if she just touched him.

She felt something hard and smooth sliding along her wet folds, occasionally touching her clitoris, causing a new wave of goosebumps and moans. Then slowly, as slowly as he could, testing all his patience, Gojo began to enter her. She seemed to suffocate from the feeling of being so stretched and full, something strange was tickling her stomach from the inside.

Now it was real torture for him not to move. It was incredibly tight, hot and very humid! The vaginal muscles tightly wrapped around the penis. The heat that came from them was driving them crazy, prompting them to immediately start moving. But he couldn't afford to be rude, not with her!

He bows his head in a gentle kiss, pulls out of her slightly, and makes a careful push back.

For the first time, a girl feels the movements of a man inside her.

She clasps her hands behind his neck. She doesn’t yet understand how she feels.

Another soft, not strong, deep push. He barely comes out of her before entering again to the end, as if he is rocking the two of them on the waves.

Her quiet moan escapes directly into his lips, breaking the kiss.

Tries the amplitude a little more. So wet that he easily slides in it, feeling the pleasant friction of the sensitive organ.

He told himself that he shouldn't lose patience, that he should be gentle, but... God, he couldn't do it anymore. It felt like heaven, like pure bliss, like a drug in its purest form.

Her pussy was warm, tight, reactive and wet - it was everything he had dreamed of and more.

He tried to be soft, tried to be slow, but hearing her meow and whimper he lost all remnants of willpower and self-control. He set a leisurely rhythm, simultaneously comforting her with sweet words, saying how well she was doing, how great she was and how well she accepted him. Just be patient, okay, is it okay for me, baby? “Be patient with love,” he whispered to her, but he himself seemed about to go crazy.

-Darling, my love, I just want to make you feel good? Okay?

Trying to distract himself and distract her from the unpleasant sensations of stretching, he kissed her cheeks, ears and her sensitive neck.

Surrendering to his tender kisses, she forgot about the pain and completely relaxed.

-It's okay, I'm okay.

-Are you sure honey, damn... say yes

To which she nodded and smiled. And he couldn't stand it anymore. Spreading her legs wide and pressing them to her chest, he began to quickly and hard enter her, his snow-white, coarse pubic hair and the slapping of his pelvis causing additional friction, stimulating her clitoris, bringing her to the edge. Quick thrusts that quickly spread her apart causing her to open up and make room for him inside, stretching her walls and letting them mold to the shape of his cock.

She arches her back, groaning protractedly. Clings to Satoru's shoulders, maintaining his balance. Gojo grabs her throat with his wet palm, speeding up the rhythm.

There is a catastrophic shortage of air. She moans loudly in her lover's ear, squeezing his hair with her palm.

She feels intoxicated already from the sounds he makes. A primal, deep growl emanates from his chest as he looks down to where you are both connected in heart and soul. Forever and ever... He makes his way inside of you, taking pleasure in your whines and squeals and pitiful meows.

-Go-jo ah, more, nhh I want

-Yes Yes Yes, baby. Let's.Do it. Do. You can my darling.

A pleasant spasm tightens in the lower abdomen. She whines, resting her forehead on the man's neck. A shiver runs through my body. The heartbeat quickens, the head is spinning. She clenches inside and moans loudly.

A powerful orgasm breaks through her body, she closes her eyes to white spots, sinking her teeth into Satoru’s neck.

Her second orgasm was more intense than the first, her cunt throbbing around his cock as pleasure pierced her with outstretched claws, ravaging every part of her.

He groaned. "I'm feeling it. You're squeezing my... oh... I'm going to, damn nhhhh.

His body was on fire, pleasure coursing through every nerve as he continued to fuck your quivering pussy, the lewd wet slaps of flesh on flesh accompanying his wanton, wild moans.

-I'm here, almost. Me too. Babe. Babe. Babe.

He screamed as if in a fit and then moved again, then again and again until the white pearls of sperm stained her insides. He waited a little longer, a heavy exhalation escaping his lips, dripping from his forehead, nose and hair. And then he collapsed exhaustedly on top of her, without leaving her. Remembering that he actually rolled heavily to one side and laid her on his chest, trying to even out his breathing. He stroked her hair and gave her a short laugh, kissing her on the top of her head.

-It was, it was... indescribable. You're so good... for...me

He whispered to her various nonsense, words of love, promises. Until felt that she was sleeping.

-Good night, my not virgin. He whispered in her ear, admiring her peaceful, sleeping face with red cheeks and rejoicing at his victory and understanding what it means to be happy. He felt happier than ever. Felt peace, tranquility and tranquility.

He finally found his man, his home. Your own quiet haven. And now no one will dare to encroach on him, no one will dare even look at her. She is his. He branded her, made her completely his, and soon he will build a house for them. He will put her there, he will admire her for hours, he will be the only one, he will teach her himself. He will make her a child, marry her. Don’t want to share her with a child, but it’s better than some Nanami. Let Kento look for another. After all, she is... only his Quiet Haven.

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Between two lovers

Shoto Todoroki v Bakugo Katsuki

Tags: fluffy, soft Love/Jealousy

please do not copy or modify my work. Thank you and enjoy reading 😌💜

You have been friends with Izuku for a long time, and therefore, when Shoto signed up for your team, you accepted him with all your friendliness. Of course, your best friend's friend is your new friend. At first, Shoto looked at you very strangely when you laughed, told jokes that everyone laughed at for some reason, although they did not seem funny to Shoto. You always seemed to glow like the sun. And you liked making people happier. And mistaking Shoto for a new friend, you wanted to make this gloomy boy happier too. But he didn't seem to be amused either by your jokes, or by your smile and your laughter, which everyone called infectious. He always looked at you as if you were crazy. But you did not lose heart. You took care of all your friends, including Shoto. Shared lunch. She hugged him when we met. She shared an umbrella with him if for some reason he did not take it, or forgot to take it with him. She took care of his minor injuries, showed funny pictures. And one day he seemed to thaw out, and became much more willing to take your attention and even said how he likes to communicate with you. He even bought you snacks, justifying it with the fact that "you always eat such snacks, and I thought you would like this too." You finally became friends, because there is nothing impossible in friendship, right? Then why do you feel like his touch is getting hotter? More often. And as if ... intimate?

Katsuki has known you almost since kindergarten. Always so friendly, sweet and kind, even with this useless Deku trash. But it didn't suit him. And he said then that a tough girl like you shouldn't waste time on this quirky loser when you have him. But for some reason you preferred Deku. And his humiliation towards Izuku became more frequent from that moment on. Once when he hurt Izuku a lot, you wanted to protect him and used your quirk on Katsuki. Back then, of course, she was still weak, and Katsuki escaped with only a small bruise, but damn it, who else in his life spoke out against him so openly? (Not counting his mom🌚) You protected this "idiot" from him, from Katsuki. She always waited for him after school, although she herself studied at another school so that other boys would not offend him, supported him and instilled in him faith in himself. You thought then that Katsuki was just a damn egoist who just needed to mock someone, you were angry at Katsuki, called him names in response, but ... You still didn’t understand that he did it all for your attention. For words of encouragement from you. For a drop of your love. One day he got tired of everything, he gave up everything, from stupid insults in childhood, from idiot friends from school to ... the first, stupid love for you. Now he will focus entirely on becoming a hero. But, god, and after so many years you reappear and again prevent him from focusing on his studies and his goals. All so, so, so ... annoying, nasty, so ...cute. Damn cute. So charming. And you became even more beautiful than he remembers as a child, even more in line with his taste. And when you saw him, you did not get angry, as he expected, you ... smiled. For the first time in so many years. That smile that Deku used to give. Aaah, you're such a damn... Then something clicked in his head. No, no, no. Not again. But as you understand...again.

It took a lot of effort for Shoto to overcome some of his fears, but Izuku helped him. They became friends. And along with Izuku was... you. Really a strange girl. He had never met such a person in his life. Seeing your smile, laughter and undying optimism, he wondered if you had been dropped in childhood. What he asked by the way, and you seem not at all offended by his words, you laughed and laughed even more. Did he say something funny? He really meant it. Oh, he got it. You were so friendly and nice to him because of his father. It must have been his father who told you to be friends with him, or you yourself wanted it for the sake of his father's influence. It doesn't matter. How hypocritical. Shoto didn't like you. But as it turned out later, you were not a fan of the Endeavor. And in general, among the heroes, you had no idols. You communicated well with everyone, without any reason. This attracted Shoto. And also the fact that such a daring girl during serious dangers changed dramatically and became serious, helping civilians and heroes in any way she could. He saw how versatile you were. And Shoto increasingly began to catch himself thinking about you. And his gaze at the lesson was always looking for you. Shoto, to his own surprise, was in a hurry to get to class to see you as soon as possible. Talking with you on various topics and marveling at your broad outlook. Helping with lessons, in training, or if you need to open something, get it. Anything he can help. He wanted to be alone with you more and more often, so that you would communicate and joke only with him. Always asked to have lunch with him. And he even learned from you to share food. Mochi that his sister made, especially for you, because Shoto has been saying for several days in a row how much you love them. He liked to look at you, at your profile. On this beautiful face, kind look, sensual lips that always smiled and he thought how soft and sweet they must taste. Damn. When did he have time? Shoto is not stupid, although it took him so long to realize and accept his feelings. But the answer was obvious. Shoto liked you. Very, very strongly.

Bakugo looked at you and Todoroki and fumed. But this anger was not the usual anger that Katsuki usually experienced 24/7, but something else. Quiet, seething from the inside, but more dangerous. Even the air around him seemed to become much heavier. Even Kirishima, who was the most immune to Katsuki's explosive nature, was afraid to anger him and just sat quietly by his side. Katsuki saw the half and half looking at you, instinctively felt that a new opponent was nearby. And this rival is not as simple as it seems. Although Izuku pissed him off because of your attention, he understood that you had a different relationship. But the way Shoto treats you is different from how Deku treats you. Shoto treats you with love, just like Katsuki. Along with anger, pure excitement played in his soul. He accepted the terms of the game and was ready not just to defeat the opponent, to destroy. So that he will only have to swallow the dust behind the two of you when Katsuki takes his prize (you) and proves to everyone again that he is the best man, he is the winner. However, do not assume that for Katsuki your love is a game. He is very serious about everything that concerns you. But Katsuki loves to win, and if you will a win, then the victory will be much sweeter. He lost to Izuku in this regard over and over again but this time he will win. And Todoroki, for whom everything was always easy, by right of birth, because you yourself know who his dad is (only Bakugo thought so) will have to know the true bitterness of defeat. Just wait, his princess, he will certainly make you his.

"Hey, little one. Let's train together today like in the good old days?" Katsuki asks to spend some time together, because you are almost never alone with him. And to his surprise, you agree, giving him one of your smiles .

It just so happened that you injured your hand in training, nothing serious really. Iida's technique didn't go according to plan, as a result of which he hit you. But you put your hand in time and everything worked out. But Shoto treated this as a real tragedy. He sat in the living room next to you all the time looking at the floor. And he looked like a guilty kitten.

–I'm sorry, it's all because of me. I couldn't protect you.

–What are you talking about,Shoto? It's not your fault and you see everything is all right with me - you answer him, taking his cheeks. When you smile at him, he shudders. This does not lessen the fear that one day he will fail you again, that he will not be able to save you, that he may lose you, but it brings the mind into a slight ecstasy of love. He enjoys your touch and smile.

–Listen, I am- Shoto begins, but he is abruptly interrupted by another voice.

–Hey little one, how's your hand? It was with great difficulty that I didn't kill that bespectacled nerd. To see what he's doing. Tch.

- Oh, Katsuki. Everything is fine. Please don't worry and... don't get mad at Iida, okay?

- Pf, whatever you say. You love to defend all sorts of idiots. Katsuki says as he puts his hand on your head. Your hair felt so good on his hands. As well as the anger engulfing Shoto. No way Katsuki will leave you alone, because not only half and half lost his head from you.

–You bark but don’t bite, right, Bakugo? Empty talk is your calling,-Shoto says. It is difficult to resist anger, the fiery side makes itself felt. Shoto senses the danger that comes from Katsuki. He sees that the explosive guy is not indifferent to you. Always seen. The way he calms down at the sight of you, the way he screams at everyone but not you. He can't let Bakugo take you. Not in this life, and not in any life at all. He loves you. Because he never loved anyone like this.You are the only happiness in his life, and be damned if he misses his happiness.

Katsuki looks at Shoto, hums. And taking you by the chin with a hungry bite-kiss kisses your lips. He kisses you as if he has the last oxygen on earth and he is in a hurry to share it with you. It's like he'd been starving for you all his life, because it really is.

–Only you make me so weak and crazy, little one. Made me this way all my life. So take responsibility for this. Be with me, be fucking mine.

Your flushed cheeks from the kiss and Bakugou's confession hurt Shoto in the heart. He doesn't want to lose, he doesn't want to give in. He won't back down. Shoto abruptly but gently grabs your good hand and pulls you towards him. And then also gently kisses you on the lips. His kiss is much softer, but no less insistent. He hums and moans into your mouth with pleasure. His body trembles weakly.

–I'm glad to be your friend, really. But I'm also a man. I want to be something more for you. I love you, much more than a friend.

There is a distinct smell of rivalry in the air. Two guys passionately in love with you, ready for anything for you, look at you with all love and adoration. But neither is going to give in to the other. You better hurry up and make a choice, otherwise they will drag you into this. They will do anything for your consent, even forbidden things, because in war all means are good. It's hard not to be with you, not to be yours. It drives them crazy. And even if you choose someone, it’s not a fact that the other will accept the loss.

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Yandere Shoto Todoroki

Warnings:contains sexual content. obsessive behavior. references to kidnapping, references to rape, delusional thoughts. all characters have reached adulthood. Forced marriage. Overstimulation. Multiple orgasm. cock warming

I do not approve or recommend this behavior.

For readers strictly of legal age.

Enjoy🫡

Beginning:

Shoto was never interested in friends, friendship and relationships, but for some reason his eyes always stumbled upon the lady. She was beautiful, smart and strong. Perhaps she could even compete with Shoto himself if she spent more time training and studying. But for some reason she preferred to have fun, laugh and communicate with people, in particular Midoriya. The lady was very cheerful, laughing at recess and even managed to joke with Bakugou and win him over in petty arguments. She shone with kindness and happiness and treated everyone with her inherent love and maternal affection. Once, when Shoto was badly injured in a training battle, the lady took him to the recovery girl and even took care of him after.

"Don't frown, Todoroki-kun, come on, smile," said the lady already in the nurse's office, treating his face. Her soft hands and light touch like butterfly wings made something in his heart flutter. He decided that perhaps he was still not cured and perhaps he hit his head hard, and this is certainly good, because then she would continue to take care of him, he thought. But it turned out that he had already recovered and the nurse sent him and the lady back to the classroom.

He looked at you and Izuku and at your warm relationship, and more and more often caught himself thinking that he was jealous of him. You must always tend to Izuku's wounds as well and smile at him, blow on his wounds and maybe even kiss him.

During the sports festival, when Shoto called Izuku to talk, a lady who thought it was strange decided to eavesdrop on their conversation. Shoto talked about the situation in his family and other words that he would definitely win Izuku. Then at the festival, when Izuku fought Shinso and almost lost, the lady shouted loudly at Izuku that she believed in him, that he was her hero and one day the whole world would see him through her eyes and he would become a hero for everyone. And please don't give up, she said. It was her words that made him fight and eventually win. When the lady was going to the restroom, someone grabbed her hand and that person turned out to be Shoto. The lady remembered his story and she felt sorry for him and at the same time she was ashamed that she got into his life so much, which she immediately shared with Shoto and even asked for forgiveness. "It's okay, I wouldn't talk about it if I didn't want anyone to know about it," Shoto replied. However, the words you said to Midoriya are words of encouragement. He would also like to hear them in his address. Please say it. He asked you, and meanwhile his grip on your hands became stronger. You tried not to pay attention to it and smiling at this unfortunate, lost guy like a puppy, you said: "

"Todoroki kun you don't have a bad side or a good side, you are one and the same. There is no mom or dad side. There is only you. Todoroki Shoto. You are Shoto. You don't need to hide your emotions, feel anger, sadness or joy is not bad at all. what a person is made of. Don't let the fears of childhood and other people's instructions spoil your future, your present. Just try to enjoy every day and be yourself, okay?" He stood with a stone face, although a hurricane of feelings and thoughts raged inside him.

And taking advantage of this, the lady quickly said goodbye, snatched her hand and ran back. By the way, without going to the toilet.

Shoto is not stupid at all, but these feelings inside him are alien to him. He does not understand what it is, what to do with it. He is sick? He dies? But why is he then so good and at the same time bad. Especially when he sees you with someone else. Why do you want the whole world to disappear and only the two of you remain. So that you can always take care of him and support him. His sister told him it was love, and she seems to be right. And while Shoto did not know what to do and how to deal with these feelings, he decided to keep you closer to him, scaring off potential rivals with his whole appearance.

What provoked:

Since Shoto courageously and steadfastly realized and accepted his feelings for the lady, he decided not to hesitate and, like a real man, start courting his lady. After reading all sorts of useful and even stupid tips from the Internet and even buying a book: "How to care for a lady of the heart. A book for dummies"

And so he decided to be with the lady all the time, buying her sweets, straightening her hair, making strange compliments like: "I think if you were yourself, you would be hot yourself, because you are very warm. And although I like cold soba , soba like you, I would love even more" And of course you did not know how to react to this. Er...Thanks? Maybe...

Once Shoto, who masterfully learned how to manipulate you, his lady, asked to sleep with you at night, saying that he had a nightmare and he pressed his face against your chest all night and at some point even began to cry, remembering all the bad things that happened to him It happened. And you had no choice but to stroke his head and whisper soothing things. Since then, he constantly asked to cuddle up to your chest. He asked me to stroke him, to calm him down. He kept talking about how hard his life was and what a bad day he had today. But if you, his lady, hug him and let him lie on your chest, the day will be much better. He monopolized all your time, not allowing you to communicate with other people. If someone came up, he always looked menacingly at this person, and if you, God forbid, began to communicate closely with someone, he would start a real tantrum. And he could even freeze the poor fellow who dared to approach you. Your friends, who noticed such a special attitude of Todoroki towards you, suggested "maybe the cold prince is not indifferent to you? M. Suddenly he fell in love." To which the lady replied that she did not. Shoto just wants friends, wants attention and affection. For him, all this is new and he does not understand how to be friends correctly (although in his heart he doubted his words) and besides, she does not like Shoto. Lady too loves freedom, live communication. Shoto is just her friend. She knew this for sure. But she did not know that Shoto was behind the wall and heard everything.

But how is it? You... don't like him? But it's not mutual. Shoto thinks you two are perfect for each other. And you don't like him? And suddenly you like someone else. Like Izuku or Kaminari? An unbearable thought. God cannot be so evil. After all, Shoto experienced so many bad things in his short life, and when he met you, he was sure that you were given to him for all the suffering. To pay back all the years of torment and pain, you had to love and support him. And now you're saying such terrible things. No, that can't be true, maybe you just don't understand how much Shoto loves you, maybe you want proof. Certainly. He squeezed the handle with his hand, gloomily looking down at his feet:

"I love you, love, love. Madly. And you, love me. Honey, I will do everything ... In other words, the process is running.

Abduction:

Shoto wouldn't want to force you to live with him. In his dreams, you would have gone with him voluntarily. He believes that the whole problem of his father and mother is that he was cruel to her and not in their relationship itself. And because he will be extremely affectionate, and will never raise his hand to you. Shoto will act carefully. I use every possible way. He wouldn't even hesitate to ask his father for help if he had to. M, what is it? Did your apartment where you lived burned down? Do you have problems with money, but don't want to contact your parents? Has there been a riot in the area where you live? Yes, it’s probably not safe to live there now. But don’t worry! Shoto wouldn't be a friend if he didn't offer you his help. You can live at his house. He can solve all your problems himself. Money is not the problem. As soon as he persuades you to live with him, you can be sure that you will not leave from there. Shoto will look for excuses, each time leaving you more and more in their house, until one day he simply stuns you with the words they say "come back home? But here is your house, with me, oh dear, have you forgotten? We will soon get married. It's okay to live together before marriage, but if you're worried about it, perhaps for some religious reason, then Shoto can arrange for the two of you to have a wonderful wedding in no time."

And if you resist, you try to run home, Shoto can even tie you to the bed using a bracelet to block your quirk. And if you think that his father, or one of his family members, will help you, you are very mistaken. They have never seen Shoto as happy as he is now, and therefore it is better that they pretend that everything is fine in "your" family. After all, not such things happened in their house.

Shoto is a young man, with great energy, with a lot of stress, in the midst of puberty. Previously, before meeting you, things of an intimate nature were of little interest to him, but now everything is different. Even earlier, he thought how good it would be to start living an intimate life with you, kissing, giving each other warmth. Isn't that what lovers do? And the sight of your breast makes him have a burning desire to expose it completely, lick and suck, because it is so soft and elastic. And it smells good. But now, he has every opportunity to turn all his fantasies into reality. Shoto won't force you, at least right away. But his patience has a limit. And so, one day, it breaks. He believes that if he made you cum, then this automatically makes your sex voluntary. Otherwise, why do you cum on his tongue and fingers again and again. You can cry and scream, but Shoto sees that you feel good. He prepared well, learned a lot on the Internet. He will make you happy. But you can even say your preferences, where do you like it? Here? Maybe here? Do you want him to suck this charming bundle of nerves, or maybe hit him with his tongue? And only after he makes you cum several times. He decides to proceed to the most important thing. And when you see how he undresses, how he exposes his cock and directs it into your entrance, your body, previously clouded with the pleasure of orgasm, starts to panic again.

"Don't be afraid," Shoto says, "It won't hurt," He promises.

It hurt.

As soon as he entered you, he seemed to forget about everything in the world, the feeling that he experienced was the most pleasant in his entire life and he was lost in this feeling. Your walls are so soft and warm. They seemed to have been waiting for his cock all their lives. They hugged him like that, as if not wanting to let go, but Shoto himself did not want to leave, he could be buried in you forever. It went in and out of you again and again, chasing that unexplored feeling that was approaching. Holding your hands tightly against the head of the bed and kissing your mouth. He stuck his tongue so deep into you, never ceasing to enter and put pressure on all your sensitive points. He was like in paradise. He finally became one with you, body and soul. You didn't even have time to ask him to pull it out when he finished painting your insides milky. What if you get pregnant? But you didn't even have the energy to start worrying about it. All later. Now I just want to sleep. But Shoto has other plans. One time wasn't enough for him. He still had strength, and the night had just begun. Come on, he knows that you can take him again, and come again and again. Shoto will help you. He knows you want it too. And even after Shoto has had sex with you several times, he won't want to come out of you afterwards, wanting to be in you all night. Closer to him. Shoto knows that this is not enough for him again, but you two still have a whole life ahead of you. In the meantime, you can sleep, dear. After all, in the morning Shoto will still wake you up to continue.

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Aizawa Shouta x student/reader

(very fluffy💕no sexual content. Love/jealousy. Declaration of love. Forbidden relationship. Secret relationships. There is a mention of minors. voluntary relationship.)

For Aizawa, every day is worse than yesterday, he can't remember the last time he took a proper shower, let alone sleep, and then there's Nezu with a new exchange student. As if he doesn't have enough idiots of his own. He had long planned to dump a lot of work on Iida and Momo and take a quiet nap in his sleeping bag. But he couldn't, he had to meet you and introduce you to the class.

And no one said that while doing this you had to take off your sleeping bag.

You came to their class with a big smile and a soft voice like an angel descended from heaven. You were definitely lovely. With such an aristocratic appearance, full lips, charming eyes and a beautiful physique. Naturally, all the students were excited, not only did they transfer someone to them after the start of the school year, she was also so beautiful. Aizawa could have sworn that he had already seen Denki and Mineta's obscene thoughts. Even Bakugou, saying rudely "What, staring" turned to the window hiding his red cheeks and ears.

You weren't at all embarrassed by their attention, and Bakugou's words didn't hurt you. It seemed funny and saying the traditional words: "Nice to meet you and please take care of me" sat down in her seat with a final smile at the strange yellow teacher.

Your beauty is the true embodiment of femininity, grace and attractiveness. You were so beautiful that you could admire for hours. You are like a valuable gift from the gods from Olympus to insignificant mortals, so that they can see the true beauty, even from afar.

Even Aizawa, who is poorly versed in beauty, understood this, and after your dazzling smile in his direction, his heart froze in his chest and his breathing quickened. A treacherous blush appeared on his cheeks, which he immediately hurried to hide behind a scarf. Perhaps it was still worth getting out of the bag, he thought, and mentally slapped his forehead for such thoughts. Why would he suddenly be ashamed of the way he looks. He's never cared before, and then you show up and he's already blushing like a fifteen-year-old in the midst of puberty.

Aizawa even decided to pull himself together and continued the lesson as if nothing had happened. He almost forgot about the case when, after all the lessons, you approached him with a request for help, because you were very behind your classmates.

He should have refused you, but God, how could he? You are all so airy and sweet asking him for help with a sweet blush on your cheeks and, of course, his duty as a teacher and a more experienced senior to help and teach you everything. Anything you ask him to. He realized that his thoughts were leading him in the wrong direction and mentally hit himself on the forehead. What is he thinking? After all, Aizawa should have asked the director to transfer you to 1B, flashed through his mind.

Over the course of your training as a hero, Aizawa's condition didn't get any better. He even tried to distance himself and ignore your existence as much as possible, but as soon as he forgot for a second, he found you nearby helping him with the papers at his own request, or the two of you chatting about everything in his office. And when you said how tied up hair suits him, he caught himself on the fact that he began to tie his hair more often and shave for no reason. And it's not because he instinctively wants to impress you clearly?! Tts

Sometimes it seemed to him that perhaps it was written on his forehead that he so desperately wants a woman for himself and that you. How else to explain that Mick is constantly teasing him for this reason, and you look at him so slyly during the lessons?

Aizawa is not the type of person who falls in love so easily, and certainly not the type of person who falls in love with her students, and certainly not the type of person who would be jealous of her peers. This is how Shota would have described himself before meeting the lady. And is it his fault that you are so beautiful and sweet to him and is it his fault that his students pay you so much attention and openly flirt with you. And when he accidentally sees you and Todoroki-kun through the library window chatting cutely about something, he can't help but feel that suffocating feeling. He thinks right. That's the way it should be. You certainly need your peer, strong like you. Someone who can give you all the wonders of first love and relationships that Aizawa couldn't. He thinks like this when he walks down the corridor, he thinks like that when he opens the door to the library and he thinks like that when he calls you by name and asks you to go with him because there is something to be solved. He thinks so, he knows that this is right, but in his office, closing the door to the lock and turning to face you, he officially admits his defeat.

Your eyes are bottomless sea distances, in which there is no bottom. Therefore, everyone who falls into them perishes forever, having no chance of salvation. So Shoto died. He asks to give him a chance to show himself. He does not promise stars from heaven, but he promises to treat you as one of them and carry you in his arms.

If you agree, he will be very surprised, he probably thought that you would refuse. But believe me, he will be very happy. He will take care of you like a princess, protect and cherish, call you a kitten, give you forehead kisses and sometimes "adult kisses". Shota will not touch you until your graduation and you will definitely have to wait until it happens, but believe such a man is worth waiting for for all eternity💜

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