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akashigadabi · 11 months

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C Is For Cockwarming

Not me creating an entire kink alphabet then writing out prompts for each letter…

Pairing: Yandere All For One x Consenting Reader

Summary: All For One wants to try cockwarming and you’re more than happy to oblige. The thing is, he miscalculated how well he can handle it, which is not well at all.

Word Count: 1233

Genre: Romance, Smut, Prompt Fic

Rating: E

Warnings: Explicit Language, Explicit Sexual Content, Consensual Sex, Rough Sex, Possessive Sex, Possessive Behavior, Feral Behavior, Sexual Experimentation, Soft Yandere, Various Kinks (other than Cockwarming, including Biting, Scratching, Dacryphilia, Dirty Talk, Creampie, Size Kink, Size Difference, Teasing, Ignoring, Begging, Groping, Loss of Control and Desk Sex)

Other: Reader has a quirk. Reader is written so Reader is gender neutral as far as gender/gender identity and romantic or sexual orientation.

Ao3.

Please note that the gif below was selected cause AFO looks hot there and not cause of any direct relation between what he’s doing and what’s written.

All For One’s labored breathing picks up, his thigh muscles tensing underneath you. You flip a page in your book, reaching the end of the chapter. About ten minutes have passed, and you can tell he’s struggling to maintain composure. Perhaps more amusing is his struggle to refrain from acting on his urges. You get the feeling he would like nothing more than to buck upward and start thrusting into you, but he remains motionless beneath you.

His cock twitches inside of you, and you clench around him in response but otherwise don’t move. He’s doing remarkably well, especially for his first time doing this. You think it takes all his control to restrain himself, to keep his muscles locked into place instead of bending you over his desk. A low whine escapes from his lips, and he tilts his head down and presses his forehead into the crown of your head, burying his face into your hair. Those large hands of his rest innocently against your hips, though his fingers clench and unclench.

You feel his desperation building, but you don’t indulge him. Not yet, anyway. You want to see how long he can last like this. He’s the one who wanted to try cockwarming, but despite his usual patience, he’s the one cracking first. Small tremors run through his body, suppressed motion with nowhere else to go. You wonder how much he can handle, so you shift your weight forward to take a sip from your wine glass. The whimper that comes from him sends arousal coursing through you, but outwardly you don’t react. Where would the fun be in that? Half of the pleasure that comes from this is seeing how desperate he gets for you.

How much longer can he continue without giving in and asking to fuck you? Surely it’ll be any minute now. His fingernails have started to leave little crescent shaped indents in your flesh despite his best efforts. His fingertips themselves have started to apply more pressure, dimpling your skin hard enough to start bruising. If he tenses any more than he has already, he might pull a muscle. So of course you tease him again, because he wanted this, didn’t he? He asked for this, so you oblige.

The moan that slips unbidden from his lips when you stretch tells you how close he is to slipping. You go back to reading, leaning back into his chest. It makes him tremble, then a shuddering breath tickles your neck. Fidgeting hands break away from your hips, skimming over your body. Still, since that’s all he does, it doesn’t count yet. The second he begs or pleads, or the moment his hips roll, however, do count.

Another two minutes pass before you sense a change in demeanor. All For One has kept his side of the bond closed, too, so you two can’t influence each other’s reactions or behavior through it until after one of you relents, but now it opens, flooding with such burning desire that you almost drop your book. Instead, you mark your place and place it onto the desk in front of you with the calm of someone taking afternoon tea. Even then, you wait for him to speak, since he needs to ask.

When he does just that a moment later, he sounds like a complete mess. His voice emerges strained, not possessing its usual silky quality. This has wrecked him, pushed him toward the brink of madness. His words tremble with as much desperation as his chest did a few minutes earlier. Lips brush against your ear, then comes the damning confession.

“Treasure-chan, please, I can’t go on like this.”

Your lips curl into an amused smile. You know. Should you force him to wait another ten minutes, you might bring him to tears, but you’re not that cruel. Teasing should only go so far.

“Is this your way of asking to fuck me?”

“Please, my love,” All For One begs, no longer caring about staying completely still now as he squirms, though he still doesn’t thrust. “It hurts. I need you. I feel like I’ll go crazy if I can’t have you. Please.”

“Then have me.”

All For One needs no further prompting. He explodes into motion, laying you on his desk so he can thrust into you with brutal strokes. One hand gropes unabashedly at your tits while the other holds you in place. There’s no love-making here, only fucking in every sense of the word. The Demon King sets a relentless pace that has you seeing stars, desperate to find relief. To your surprise, a few tears plop onto your back, dripping down his chin as he leans over you to trail fervent kisses along your neck. Savage, unhinged energy suffuses the bond and permeates the air. A growl rumbles in All For One’s chest, the vibrations buzzing against your skin. The coil tightening in your gut snaps abruptly, sending cascading waves of intense pleasure flooding through you.

“Sweet little concubus,” All For One croons. “You were made for this, weren’t you? Made just for me. Mine mine mine.”

Teeth clamp onto your shoulder and nails claw into your hip, then with a feral snarl he shatters, hot seed spurting into you through terrifying full-body spasms. It triggers another orgasm for you, feeling him come undone so beautifully. He has to clutch onto you to remain standing, his muscles useless for an infinitesimal amount of time. Helpless, he clings to your back as he empties into you, more tears dripping onto your skin. Deep, gasping breaths are all he can manage. There’s a pause when he pulls out as he admires his handiwork, shaking fingers spreading your entrance open from either side so he can see the evidence of his climax where it currently resides within you, but he doesn’t have long to drink in the sight. His legs can’t yet hold his weight again, so he loses his balance. Stumbling backward, he collapses into the chair he previously occupied, taking you with him as his arms are still wrapped around you. With no resistance against gravity, his cum pours out of your puffy pink hole, staining both your thighs and his with spilled seed. His muscles still jump from the aftershocks as he leans back, weak and limp from the intensity of his orgasm.

“I think,” you muse as he just continues to splay out like a starfish behind you, hands curled around your waist again to keep your body pressed to his, “that we can count this as a success, don’t you?”

“You little gremlin,” All For One wheezes in a dazed tone, then, regaining some of his wits, he adds breathlessly, “Yes, I suppose we should count this as a success.”

A mischievous, devious grin splits your face, unseen by him but certainly felt in spirit judging by the way he shudders in anticipation. Yes, a success indeed. You’ll definitely be doing this again. All For One could do with being rendered speechless and empty-headed a bit more often. Besides, it’s good for the soul to get so fucked out you can’t speak every once in a while, and he deserves to have that experience more often as a reward for all his hard work.

After all, is it really living if you haven’t come so hard you almost pass out at least once?

#soft yandere #yandere afo #yandere bnha #yandere all for one #yandere x reader #all for one x reader #yandere all for one x reader #afo x you #afo x reader #all for one x you #lov x reader #yandere afo x reader #yandere bnha x reader #yandere x willing reader #bnha x reader #gender neutral reader #lemon #spicy content #minors do not interact

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namjoon-koya · 2 years

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Can you give us insight of what All for One is doing and thinking while locating his daughter across Japan (or overseas) and retrieve her back to him any means necessary, and give us insight what he really thinks to Y/n, does he loves her too like his little brother Yoichi or another potential vessel for his quirk like Tomura? Headcannon?

Pretty Curious.

Warning: post will contain spoilers from the manga! If you haven’t been reading it and don’t wanna get spoiled please don’t read

I don’t think AFO loves Y/N, we’ve seen how he’s manipulated Shigaraki making him think he’s important to him, when in reality he’s just using him. So I think AFO would just see you as another vessel, if Shigaraki fails him then he has to move onto the next thing. You.

Even if it’s by force, that’s why he’s willing to do anything to get you. I also doubt he cares if he’s making you get trauma from this experience, that’s how much he’s desperate on getting you. In his mind he’s already thinking of ways to manipulate you, or at least make you broken so you don’t try to runaway from him.

Also he wants to see that despair on All Might’s face, he witnessed it when he killed Nana. So he definitely wants to see it again when All Might realizes he couldn’t protect you, like he said he would. Also without a doubt AFO is taking your quirk, it’s nothing special or useful to him; BUT it’s better to be safe about it.

He hasn’t spoken to you, but he does know you’re in class 1-A and he’s heard a lot about students outsmarting lower villains. He knows nobody can outsmart him, yet he does have that fear that you WILL outsmart him. You’re his daughter after all, you’d definitely have to take after him right?

He will pretend to act like a “caring” father though and mention how he missed you, of course you’ll call his bluff yet what creeps you out the most if how serious he sounds. That’s when you start to think about how easily he was to manipulate people, making them THINK he was a nice person. Only to make them do his dirty work in the end, that’s what made you extremely cautious if he did end up succeeding in kidnapping you.

All in all AFO just doesn’t “love” you, he thinks more of you as a vessel more than a daughter or a family member.

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sukustar · 1 year

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The AFO SIMPS won

I admit it, it's attractive...

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motherdom · 1 year

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Tomura Shigaraki

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mettywiththenotes · 2 years

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Evil Villain husband is supportive of his evil scientist husband’s crimes against humanity, more at 11

#ujiko like 'Look! look what i did! and i did it for you!'#afo: talented brilliant incredible amazing show-stopping spectacular never the same totally unique completely not ever been done before-#bnha #bnha season 6 #mha season 6 #all for one #ujiko daruma #ujiko x all for one #afojiko #mettys posts #boku no hero academia #my hero academia

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kitsunefyuu · 9 months

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[ 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑 ] ― sender traces a scar on receiver’s body

(can be with inko if you want, or anyone else if you don't feel like doing AFOxinko.)

[ 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑 ] ― sender traces a scar on receiver’s body | Accepting

Some scars can never heal. They are small and light on the symbol of evil's body so subtle no one would notice. No one would ever have been allowed to notice.

Except for the woman whose touch lingers upon his body. Her lithe form pressed to his side as the tips of her nail brushed the thin white scar over his arm. Never prodding about them always waiting for him to speak of them.

"Fascinated?" he questioned with amusement. Enjoying the touch as they laid in bed together. Vulnerable and yet he does not feel threatened, not even a hint when is in the other's presence. Not for the reasons many would think.

He never doubted his own strength. More than capable of taking out any person that dares to try and overtake him. That is without question but this woman wasn't a comfort because was weaker. Even now her touch is gentle as if these scars are open wounds to him. A kindness that no one would give to a man with such power.

"Hmm..." was Inko's response. Seeming more enraptured by the very sensation and All for One has to admit it felt different. Needing to suppress the shudder that threatened to go up his spine he slowly moves his arm away. Wondering if this was her way to get him to tell her more about himself.

"Trying to get me to talk about where I got it?" He questioned able to see a small smile threatening to show on her face. She knows how much he likes to talk yet also hides who he truly is. The problem was he struggled to lie to her, a fact he is constantly baffled by so simply avoids speaking. "How much more do you want out of me?"

Slowly the woman pulls back as she looks up at him, "As much as you're willing to give obviously. You look like you want to talk about it, you have quite a few."

This woman reads him like a book. Even if it sure it like pulling teeth still she persists in making him reopen old wounds. Yet makes him feel free even when is bleeding from a festered thing he had long since closed.

"I got this one from someone who hated me. People aren't exactly... Kind in my line of business," he answers but he is vague. Able to feel her hand slowly reach out to place her hand over the scar itself.

"Do you still want this job? Despite the scars it inflicts on you? Is it even worth it?" There was an almost knowing look from the woman who didn't have much of a life of her own. Who had struggled to survive for as long as she could in a heartless world. In a way that made her so pitiable to those that could feel. He didn't see a pitiable woman, he saw someone stronger than many heroes as she looked him in the eye.

No one had ever asked him that.

And the worst part?

He had no answer... He didn't take the chance to leave that life when he should.

#[Excuse you I love AFO X Inko! ]#All for Inko #AFO X Inko #yoly's writing #all for one mha #my hero academia #all for one #bnha #boku no hero academia #inko midoriya #Midoriya Inko #all for one bnha

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quirkfics · 2 years

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hey, glad to see you're back! your ficlets are absolutely amazing, and i can't wait to see what you have in store! may i request AFO with bargain? (it's about the mindgames...)

cw | AFO, no matter the verse, is rather horrifying! please keep in mind the following: manipulation, forcing someone to drink alcohol, and suicidal ideation

You will be treasured, he’d promised, large fingers tipping your chin upwards. You will be honored, for all the rest of your days. He’d dragged his thumb over your lower lip, mirroring the slow smile that had spread across your face. His every touch, his voice had been the slow drip of morphine, blinding you to any and everything that might be wrong. You will want for nothing, he’d repeated, echoing your silly demand, pressing his thumb against your bottom lip until you’d opened wide, and all the while you’d trusted him. After all, Faeries cannot lie, and every word that passed his lips was the truth. Is truth, technically.

He’d splashed star-nettle wine into your open mouth, had shushed you when the drink burned on the way down. Before your mouth could shut, he’d dug his finger and thumb into the hinges of your jaw, keeping your mouth open, forcing you to drink or risk spilling the blue-violet wine down your front. He’d cradled you as if you were precious, ignoring the way you’d kicked your feet, the way you’d dug desperate fingers into the hard muscle of his forearm.

You swallow, rubbing a thumb into the hollow of your throat. As a human, you can still feel the ache that comes from drinking star-nettle wine, can still taste the bitter brew on the back of your tongue. He hadn’t lied to you. Within the boundaries of his domain, you are treasured for your future sacrifice. Honored, in that not a one of them will lay a hand on you in kindness nor pain. And the bargain holds true: you will want for nothing. You want no food, for it tastes of ash. You want no drink, for it all burns. Every creature comfort is provided for you, and still, he dotes. Traces your lips, cradles you like a lover as he dances, your toes resting on the tops of his boots. ...and you want nothing.

#quirk writes ficlets #afo x reader #all for one x reader #CONGRATS my friend this is my very first AFO ficlet ever #which means i need to update my masterlist #but also AFO fae au means you are essentially #tam lin the favored human intended to become a tithe to hell #i generally dont enjoy writing fic on the darker side of things #i will forever want to write to that happy ending which means like #somehow i would write the reader finding their 'janet' if i tackled the whole au #idk who janet would be at this point and the pregnancy bit wouldnt apply but #GOSH DANG #this is going to be living in my head all throughout my shift tonight

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z-mizcellaneous-z · 1 year

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YOU GUYS @fandom-science-assholery RECOMMENDED THIS MHA CRACK FIC AND IM FUCKING SCREAMING YOU ALL NEED TO READ IT RN

#we stan izuku in this fic #but also #why #why would you do this my child #mha funny #bnha funny #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mha fan fiction #bnha crack #mha crack #izuku midoriya #afo #all might #afo x all might #mizismiz

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kakusu-shipping · 2 years

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I have such a hyperspesific reason for being obsessed with both AFO and Belos and it’s called a Brother Complex.

#What do I tag this oh my god #This is a ship thing btw I wanna make that clear I think both Belos and AFO were in romantic love with their brothers #and are very Yandere obessivly trying to bring him back about it #It's my blog and I'll post what I want to #AFO doubles down on the crazy #He both groomed Tenko to be like his brother and obessivly chases down the current weilder of his brother's quirk #If he could get his hands on OFA he could truely bring his brother back me thinks #Meanwhile Belos is miles ahead of him he's already made #What was it? 16 straight up CLONES of his brother??#Ooooooh my god when he touches Hunter's cheek with the #'Out of all the Grimwalkers you looked the most like him'#I scream #I just think they should shake hands #They are both on my fight list mind you I would throw hands with both these men #I would also gently smooch both these men #I do not have double standards I am simply feeling and thinking thoughts #Belos has landed on the crush list and I would move him if I wasn't so interested in his and Hunter's dynamic #The same goes for AFO I think he X Izuku X Tomura is fascinating #Proshippers please interact #I don't know any ship names for this mess of thoughts I just needed to say it somewhere #and I want someone to come have brainworms with me #Or debate me feel free to debate me I guess if you have better food for thought I will also take that #I overuse this meme but Doof is a vibe and honestly it's true all of my types happens in 2s

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cryptid-crawly · 1 year

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AFO/Aizawa/AM fic!!!!!!!!

“Aizawa-kun!” Satan incarnate’s voice filled the room.

“No,” Shouta grunted, grabbing a pillow to cover his ears and he rolled himself further into the couch.

It was useless, really, but he tried anyway.

“I have a wonderful date planned for us today.”

“Go away.”

“Aw now, that’s no way to treat your favorite partner, is it?”

Shouta had a lot of words to describe the Ruler of the Underworld, King of Evil, Great Horror of the Dawn of Quirks, and favorite was not one of them.

#AFO x Aizawa x All Might #yes you read that right #All Eraser Squared AU #peer pressure wip ask writing game #Kyo Kyo Kyo #my fic #my stuff #bnha #my hero academia #giving zero context for this

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akashigadabi · 11 months

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A Is For Aphrodisiacs

Not me creating an entire kink alphabet then writing out prompts for each letter…

Pairing: Yandere All For One x Consenting Reader

Summary: All For One obtains a Quirk with an aphrodisiac effect and he wants the two of you to try it out. Suffice to say that things get a bit out of hand.

Word Count: 2283

Genre: Romance, Smut, Prompt Fic

Rating: E

Warnings: Explicit Language, Explicit Sexual Content, Drugged Sex, Consensual Sex, Rough Sex, Possessive Sex, Possessive Behavior, Feral Behavior, Quirk Experimentation, Quirk Misuse, Quirk Use During Sex, Soft Yandere, Various Kinks (other than Aphrodisiacs, including Biting, Scratching, Dacryphilia, Drooling, Creampie, Pheremones, Mild Electrical Shock, Size Kink, Overstimulation, and Sex Against a Wall)

Other: Reader has a quirk. Reader is written so reader is gender neutral as far as gender/gender identity and romantic or sexual orientation.

Ao3.

“This was a terrible idea.”

If you were a dog, you might have been panting right now. You just can’t cool down. You don’t appreciate the sensation of hot flashes that comes from this internal overheating. They make you feel like you’re melting from the inside out, or as if you’re about to drip into a gross puddle on the floor. Your heartbeat worries you too, since it feels like your heart wants to jump out of your chest and tapdance on your face. It sprints along at a breakneck pace, loud in your ears. Every tremble of it half convinces you it’s about to stop on a dime. You wouldn’t have agreed to this if you’d known you would develop some sort of heart palpitations.

Hopefully it won’t be permanent.

All For One also appears worse for wear, though somehow manages to maintain his usual methodical calm. As you watch him, he begins stripping his stupidly expensive, bespoke suit off his body. The sight of it consumes all your focus, your attention grasping onto every little movement. The way his muscles flex from the time he removes his jacket to when he toes off his socks leaves you utterly captivated. Only a tiny dribble of drool tickling the corner of your mouth alerts you to your open-mouthed staring. You turn away and blush, though there’s no point in pretending at this rate.

Whether he acknowledges your hungry regard or not hardly matters at the moment. Not when you have to deal with your own meltdown. In the face of the sweltering heat, undressing doesn’t seem like such a bad idea in all honesty. At least you can gain the slightest amount of relief from the unpleasant warmth radiating from within you. Even if it doesn’t help much in the long run, you won’t be sweating through a million yen suit. Your fingers tremble as you fumble with your bow tie. After three failed attempts to disentangle it, you’re half tempted to just cut the damn thing off when All For One notices your struggle.

“Let me,” he murmurs, coming to your rescue.

Standing still as he unties it with ease, you try and fail not to notice his own nudity. He’s magnificent in every sense of the word. Fit, with a chiseled chest and toned stomach you fantasize about licking, the sluttiest hips you’ve ever seen, and thick, muscular thighs that could snap a man’s neck without much effort. You try not to glance lower. You can’t afford to if you want to hold onto your rapidly dissipating composure. Said urge overcomes you anyway, and you chance a peek that ends in you clenching so hard around nothing that it hurts to be empty. A painfully hard, swollen, reddened cock greets your eyes, twitching in anticipation. All For One tends to look like a whole damn meal on the best of days. Right now with your inhibitions lowered, you think distantly as you hyper-focus on his flexing fingers that you’re a fool. All For One isn’t just a meal. He’s a fucking feast, twelve courses of sin and indulgence, a masterpiece of perfection straight from heaven—or hell—that would make Michelangelo weep.

“You’re perfect,” you blurt out in a too-loud whisper, flushing to the roots of your hair as soon as it’s out of your mouth.

“Why thank you, I try,” All For One returns with a smirk.

“Don’t tease me.”

You hope it doesn’t sound as whiny as you think it does. You don’t think you succeed though, because All For One looks delighted. He radiates pure smugness as he helps you out of your jacket. A subtle shiver overtakes your body when he leans in close to whisper into your ear. His breath tickles your neck, sending a burst of arousal coursing straight through you.

“Darling, if I truly wanted to tease you, I could do far better than this. As it is, I don’t have the patience for it at the moment and we both know it.”

It’s all you can do to remain standing as he continues disrobing you. His deft fingers make easy work of your buttons. Your pants and underclothes disappear one by one underneath his attentive eyes, all spirited away and folded neatly onto the nightstand. Once you stand bare without a stitch of fabric covering any part of you, it dawns on you that whatever full effect this Quirk has makes you nervous around All For One. Not out of fear, but rather from the sheer force of your attraction to him hitting you like a freight train. With such a potent aphrodisiac singing in your blood, the normally beautiful man appears even more divine to the point of inducing blasphemy.

Either you got more obvious in your admiration, or he simply knows the effect he has on people in general. Maybe both. White teeth flash as he closes in on you, hands gentle as he cups your face against his palms. Even that light, innocent touch goes straight to your sex. Blood rushes there without regard for how embarrassing it might be for you to show arousal from such a simple gesture.

Such proximity hardly helps matters. With your breath intermingling and his body so close to yours, you lean into the contact as if starved. You nuzzle into his palm, eyes closed. When he leans into you in turn, pressing his forehead into yours and looping an arm around your waist, it’s enough to erase every thought from your mind except awareness of where your bodies meet. Dizzy with need, you slip your arms around his neck and shoulders. You don’t have the capacity to stand on your own without support. Being this close under the influence of the aphrodisiac makes your knees weak.

“How are you, my treasure?”

A loaded question. Pale fire dances underneath your skin. Your perception has narrowed onto him, onto his voice, onto his skin where it kisses yours, onto his breathing pattern and heartbeat. Your own heart still thunders in your chest, hissing like white noise in your ear. Saliva pools in your mouth at the mere sight of him. His scent washes over you in a heady cloud that makes you lightheaded. You find him attractive in general, but the aphrodisiac heightens every aspect of him, every emotion he makes you feel and every stimuli that originates from him.

“I feel like I’ll die if you don’t touch me, and like I’ll die if you do.”

Those heinous hips of his jerk coward, rubbing the tip of his cock against your belly.

“What a quandary for you, sweet little mate.”

Whatever else the aphrodisiac does, it also makes being near him without initiating sexual contact nigh unbearable

“Fuck me, Hajime.”

His eyes darken with lust upon hearing you speak with such a needy tone.

“What did you say?”

You gather all your confidence and look him in the eye, enunciating every syllable.

“I told you to fuck me. I need you.”

All For One hums, thumb running over your bottom lip.

“You need me, hmm?”

“Yes, I do.”

His smirk dissolves into something softer and more indulgent yet still smug.

“I’d be more than happy to oblige.”

One moment blurs into the next. All For One lifting you off your feet quickly turns into you wrapping your legs around his waist and him pinning you to the wall. His palms rest briefly on your belly and lower back, using one of his Quirks for lubrication and another to relax your muscles, and then he’s pressing inside of you. It’s not a terribly forceful thrust, yet it drives the breath from you.

Under the influence of the aphrodisiac, every minute sensation sends you reeling. You fall apart almost immediately, clenching on his cock so hard that he has no choice but to set a brutal pace. Your teeth sink into his non-marked shoulder to mute your near-constant screams of pleasure. Your nails claw at his back as you scrabble for any sense of stability with none in sight. Tears prick at the corner of your eyes, falling unbidden when he tilts his hips a certain way, still unable to hilt inside of you yet so deep you could swear he had, and oh gods you feel like you’re dying.

Your second orgasm rips through you before the first has a chance to dissipate, every nerve hypersensitive close to the point of being overwhelming. A high you’ve never experienced before slams into you, forcing your mind blank so that even he doesn’t register anymore in your awareness for several long seconds. Ecstasy consumes you down to the last atom and you nearly forget how to breathe. Drool trickles from the corner of your mouth, this time without being checked. Gathered tears fall, cascading down your flushed cheeks, and your own cum stains your skin.

All For One sends you over the edge a third time when he strokes the sheathed accumulation of nerve endings at the apex of your thighs. You convulse on his cock, limbs jerking, and the noise that slips from between your lips sounds totally inhuman. It proves too much for All For One, who follows your descent into blinding euphoria. He uses his special Quirk at last to bury himself to the hilt before he floods you with so much seed that you start to cramp. Even then, he continues pumping into you through both your releases, messily spreading your combined cum onto your lower bellies. It seems thicker and paler than normal, viscous and pearly as it spills down your thighs. It flows down his thighs too, glistening where it stains his flushed skin.

All For One grows progressively more feral, jackhammering into you to crest his second peak. Cloying pheromones clog the air, making it difficult to do more than cling to him as he fucks you both stupid. The pleasure ratchets up again, this time bordering on madness. Every time he snaps his hips forward now, it sends you both careening dangerously through a string of not-quite orgasms, as if you each need an extra push to reach completion now, yet paradoxically still feel as if you’re mid-orgasm. All For One starts using sex-appropriate Quirks at random. Anything to relieve this burning pressure.

He cycles through several to no avail, including one that acts like a hormonal injection, dumping endorphins, dopamine, serotonin, and oxytocin directly into your systems. All that does, however, is increase your general feelings of pleasure without giving you any relief. If anything, it borders on being worse since your body still screams at you for something more. It’s the mild electrification Quirk mixed with the one that mimics the sensation of a mild acid trip that finally smashes through whatever plateau plagues you both. He can use Electrify to apply direct stimulation to your entire nervous system, and Trip does as its named. With Shared Heart passively active as usual, you more or less climax twice at once, trapped between your own intoxicating completion and All For One’s. Based on the feedback through the bond, he experiences the same damming flood of exhilarating dual sensation.

It’s…certainly an experience, seeing as you come so hard that for a moment you see sound, smell light, and taste color. You thrash around through it all, scratching up his back even more and biting with enough force to draw blood, not that he seems to mind. You don’t think he’s in any state to judge the extent of an injury, but as far as you can tell it isn’t any deeper than when you gave him his claiming mark. You cry out when he bites you, too, though with all the feel-good chemicals pumping through your body, you can’t even feel it. It comes mostly from shock, since he took you by surprise.

Time slips away from you. You don’t know how long you spend pressed into the wall afterward by All For One’s tall frame, but even when he stops bracing himself against it, he doesn’t drop you. He stumbles toward the bed, where he manages to set you down gently. An unholy amount of his seed decorates both your bodies, but you literally have no fucks left to give. You couldn’t stand under your own power in the next hour if you tried, and you’re frankly impressed All For One is capable of such a feat himself. He flops onto the bed next to you, yanking you on top of him. Not his best decision since gravity has even more of his seed coursing out of you with that little maneuver, but since he doesn’t give a fuck about that, neither do you. It’ll be sticky and tacky when you get up later, but for now, all you can do is lay in a dazed heap of exhausted but fully satiated limbs.

“Perhaps…perhaps I used too high of a concentration,” All For One muses aloud after what seems like hours but could have been minutes when time still seems like a suggestion, if not an illusion. “A much lower potency should suffice.”

You don’t have the strength to talk, so you just sigh and bury your face into the side of his neck. He raises a hand to sloppily pet at your hair, and, well, all things considered, it feels nice, even if you have a sneaking suspicion he could have killed one or both of you if one of you had suffered from a preexisting heart condition. He starts purring, muttering about how pretty you look, and that’s enough to pull you under. At least next time he knows to dial down the intensity.

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namjoon-koya · 2 years

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Have you been thinking of working on another part for the AFO!daughter series?

Being AFO!daughter part 5

a/n: tbh I completely forgot what part I’m on 😅 so we’re just going to say we’re on part 5 of the headcanon. Also if I’m not accurate on some of the events forgive me, I haven’t been catching up yet.

Warning: SPOILERS from the manga, if you haven’t read the manga and don’t want to be spoiled please don’t read:)

You couldn’t bear to watch the news anymore, watching as one by one heroes telling the public that they plan on retiring after the defeat. Of course people were mad who was going to protect them from the villains escaping the prison? You thought about All For One, if he escaped prison then… you quickly turned off the TV.

You pulled your knees to your chest, Toshinori told you to stay put and not leave the house after the hospital. Yet every small noise you heard in the house would make you jump, it only made you think someone was sneaking in the house ready to take you back to your father.

You didn’t want to be scared of him, but you honestly didn’t even know what he wanted with you. The quirk you were born with wasn’t even powerful, you’re only able to control water it’s not like with Todoroki who can make it into ice. You stared at your reflection from the TV, your eyes were bloodshot red from the lack of sleep you’ve gotten. The bags underneath your eyes were starting to get worse as well, you didn’t want to remain afraid of All For One.

That’s when you decided to go back to U.A, Toshinori wanted you to stay home knowing AFO or the villains wouldn’t look for you at home, but you didn’t want to be weak anymore. You didn’t want to be afraid of AFO anymore, if the students from U.A we’re going to stop him then you wanted to be by their side fighting along with them, you quickly go and fetch your hero costume before making your way to U.A

Toshinori of course was pissed that you walked over to U.A and ends up telling you that you could’ve been attacked or kidnapped, but after that ends up hugging you and saying he’s glad that you’re at least alright. After that the rest of classroom 1-A fills you on the plan, you could see the determination in their eyes especially in Midoriya’s.

With that some of the students went to their position, you didn’t telling Midoriya or anyone else you’re plan. Yet you decided that if you saw All For One then you would be the one to confront him, you wanted answers that you didn’t get to ask him during his time at the prison. You weren’t going to walk away either this time, even if it meant he would try to kill you.

So when you did finally end up seeing him you didn’t expect him to use Eri’s quirk to reverse what Toshinori did to him during their fight, your chest felt tight and you felt your breathing come out too short and quick. You almost went into a full panic attack when All For One finally laid his eyes on you, making you freeze in place. It wasn’t like last time where Bakugo came to your rescue and placed himself in front of you, Bakugo runs through your mind again realizing what happened to him.

You didn’t want to look back because the moment you saw Shigaraki and bakugo fighting, you wanted to scream for Bakugo to run. He was stubborn though and wouldn’t do that… so neither would you. All For One gives you a smile it’s almost warm, if he wasn’t a villain that is. You could hear yells in the coms as Toshinori tells you to run, but you told yourself you wouldn’t. So you won’t even as he approaches you.

You stand your ground you can tell All For One finds it amusing, once he’s near you; you glance up at him.

“What did you say last time I saw you daughter of mine?” You get your quirk ready as you see All For One lift his hand before placing it down gently on your head.

“I guess you were wrong.”

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bloodyblond77 · 2 years

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Being Shigaraki’s younger sister

TW: Graphic, abuse, death mention, description of unstable behavior, manga spoilers

. You were just a couple months old, the only survivor of Tenko’s rampage. Yet too young to understand what had happened to your family.

. Tenko was relieved to find that his baby sister was alive, you hadn’t left him.

. When AFO found you two, you were weak, being too young to go without food for so long.

. You got a new name, you were no longer a Shimura, you were a Shigaraki.

. You were trained from a young age, even before you got your quirk.

. You were also not allowed out much. You were being isolated, so that you would never question what your ‘father’ and his underdogs told you.

. You knew from a young age that you weren’t as needed by the villains as your brother. He was the successor, you were just something extra.

Therefore, you worked to please and help AFO in any way you could, being incredibly devoted to him.

. You feelt indebted to AFO and your older brother. They saved you and you needed to repay that in any way.

. You picked up creating gadgets for the organization, creating weapons and similar things.

. You got at least one quirk from AFO through the years.

. You were sent, along with Aoyama, to get information. You didn’t like the boy too much, you feelt that he got in your way. And don’t get it twisted, you led this mission, not him, you.

. Some of your new classmates interested you, for one reason or another.

. Like Bakugou, or more like his quirk. You studied him in order to improve your gadgets.

. Or Midoriya, as you quickly found out about his quirk and how it worked. He also kind of reminded you of your brother.

. You probably got along best with the quieter crowd, though you were quite extroverted.

. Your friend group may include people like: Jiro, Shoto, Shinsou and Tokoyami. Shinsou whom you meet through the Sports Festival.

. You and your brother had a complicated relationship. You were close, but it was by force. When you were kids, you had to rely on each other in order to survive. But you didn’t really like the man.

. Dabi was another person that you could consider as a brother. You met in the child hospital, more like you saw him in his bed and was told about him by AFO.

When he joined the league, you instantly recognized the lost Todoroki. You actually got along quite well and he helped you train. You call him ‘Touya’ just to remind him of how much you know, he is not happy.

. Toga is the only true female friend you have (Jiro was only a suitable arrangement).

You like having girls' nights which consist of sharpening knives and listening to music.

. You hate most heroes, but Endeavor is the worst in your mind. You scared him after the festival by bringing up Touya. Asking him if he was prepared to lose another son.

. You’re probably in the top of the class and made sure to get a good internship in order to get more information.

. You probably live with one of AFO’s other spies while you go to U.A, probably some rich businessman. Like, ‘could buy Momo’s family’ kind of rich.

/xoxo

#mha #mha x you #mha villains #tomura shigaraki #afo #bnha #shigaraki's sister #this is really abot my OC lol #endeavour slander #dabi #villain #mha hcs

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nonobadcat · 1 year

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Afo on valentine with pregnant reader maybe if your ok with requests 🥺

Whoot! Finally had time to sit down and work on this! ❤️

I think the answer of how AFO would be with a pregnant lover depends on which country's Valentines Day we're talking about. In western style countries I'm sure there would be wining and dining but, since BNHA is set in Japan, I decided to go with a Japanese style holiday.

In Japan, women are expected to be the predominate provided of the holiday. This turns around on White Day in March when the men return the favor with gifts. There are several types of chocolate for Valentine's day: Giri (obligation), Honmei (true love: sounds suspiciously like homemade), Tomo (friends), Jibun (I bought for myself), and Fami (family). There are also reports of Gyaku (man to woman gifted) chocolate, but I get the impression most guys just wait for White Day.

All For One x Pregnant Reader Valentine's Day

Puffy coat lapels clutched tight to your neck, you dodged past yet another line snaking out from the tidy, pink and red mottled store fronts of the Roppongi Hills shopping center. Banners and LED adverts flashed limited edition everything from gold foiled chocolate truffles to "lovey dovey" rice crackers. Even Kitty Diamond, the slick, luxury pet shop, had swapped their usual clean, white window display for a flood pastels hearts. The mournful amber eyes of the plush Persian kittens for sale looked like a glowing sunset against their coral colored collars.

Squinting against the ferocious February wind, you stuffed the straps of your canvas bag into your armpit and braced the package tight against your chest. Out past the rose garden, you trudged down the sloping sidewalks towards the south entrance of Roppongi Station. As you passed L'Atelier du Pain, the French bakery, the odor of buttery baked goods made your bulging belly flutter. You groaned and patted your stomach.

"I told you at the first store, it's no good. I'm pretty sure that anything that smells that nice isn't on that troll doctor's 'recommended diet' list." You rolled your eyes. "Though I think his obsessing over my nutrient balance is going to give me higher blood pressure than any amount of potato chips."

When you reached the sparkling glass and rosy brass front of the luxury high rise, the doorman nearly tripped over himself to greet you. A nervously mumbled "welcome back" accompanied by averted eyes left you scowling. Clearly, someone had gotten short with the staff for "looking too long", again.

Honestly. You assumed, at first, that being visibly pregnant with his child would make the ever possessive Shigaraki feel more secure. However, even since seeing those two pink lines, your husband seemed more territorial than ever. Seeing the security guard's face almost made you want to extend your outing just to get away from the stifling apartment a little while longer. However, the throb of your swollen feet reminded you what a stupid idea that was.

Knowing that any further contact would make things worse, you strolled past the man and headed straight to the elevator. The sound of your annoyed toe tapping on the glossy, granite was your only companion. The glowing numbers crawled up floor by floor until they halted at the penthouse suite. With the tinny ding, you waddled off the lift and leaned against the creamy canvas wallpaper just beside your sumptuous, high rise flat.

Setting your purchase on polished, glittering tiles, you finished deep into your purse for your key. Your bag caught the edge the limited release vase on the hall table. You gasped. Lunging forward, your grabbed its lip before it could tumble to the floor. Heart pounding, you straightened the fresh flowers. Looking at the hasty arrangement made you purse your lips. No good. Compared to the perfectly crafted ikebana that usually sat outside the door, your efforts were a mess.

"Oh well," you sighed, turning back to the task at hand. "Not like it matters."

After all, one of his followers put a fresh arrangement in it every day.

You pressed your finger to the biometric scanner before turning the tumblers. The door slipped open on smooth hinges. As you balanced the load against your hip, a pink and white tag, decorated with a rolly polly infant, danged from your purse. Just as you leaned for the other bag, a large hand grasped your shoulder.

"I'll get that."

Without looking up, you shook your head at the owner of the smooth baritone and groped for your purchase "You're fussing again."

Shigaraki's pale fingers plucked the bag from the floor, hoisting it high over your head with a grin one tooth too wide to be kind. "You enjoy a little fussing," he teased, letting the goods swing from his pointer.

You reached out, snatching at your purchase. He sneered before raising it five centimeters beyond your finger tips. As you rocked onto the balls of your feet, straining for the handles, he leaned back, letting the bag bounce off his massive shoulder.

"Give it back!"

He chuckled, rocking it back and forth in the hanging air. "Why? It's for me isn't it?"

"For tonight! Not now!" Carefully shuffling sore breasts aside, you crossed your arms and grumbled. "Patience is not your virtue, is it?"

A massive palm engulfed your head, patting it twice before rubbing small circles at the edge of your scalp. "And following instructions is not yours." He nodded to the window at the end of the hall. A gust of wind rattled the pane. "I distinctly recall The Doctor telling you not to strain yourself this late in the pregnancy."

You pried his hand off your head and huffed. "A few block walk is hardly straining myself."

"In the cold and up hill?"

"It's 10C and I'm wearing a down jacket."

Red eyes narrowed. "With the zipper open."

You rolled your eyes. "...and who's fault is it that I've gained 10kgs?"

As a thick tongue darted out to wet his lips, your husband rested his hand on the shelf of your stomach. "It looks good on you."

Embarrassed heat flushed your cheeks. "Pervert," you spat, shouldering past him.

Planting your purse on the wall hook, you peeled off your coat and dropped it along side your bag. Braced one arm against the wall, you curled your finger inside your heel before tugged off your shoes. As you stepped from the gekkan onto the main floor, thick arms shoved themselves under your knees. Wide eyes looked up into a blinding, fanged grin.

"What sweets did my darling Valentine bring me?"

You gulped. "M-malted chocolate whiskey cake."

"Whiskey?" Crimson delight danced below long white lashes as he kicked the front door shut. "Not planning to share with me then?"

You raised an eye brow. "The All For One? Sharing with others?" With a shrug, you laid your head upon his shoulder and prodded his chest. "Seems a bit out of character for you."

Warm breath fanned across your neck. "Then what were you hoping for, my dear?" the devil whispered in your ear.

You faked a pout, but it was tainted by the coy grin tugging at your cheeks. Sultry promise coiling into every word, you loosened the next button from his open oxford. Chiseled pecs drifted into view as your stroked one finger down his sternum. His skin burned like hellfire.

"Have your cake and eat it too?"

Your heart fluttered as a low chuckle reverberated in his chest. You yelped at naughty nip at your ear lobe as his hands slide slowly up your thighs. Long fingers found the hem of your pants, tugging at the button.

"Oh," he groaned, nuzzling your scalp with his tall nose. "I think I can manage that."

Fun fact: That cake did exist Valentine's day 2023: Bricolage Bread & Co - ¥5,200

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