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pinky-the-elephant-room · 1 year

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The trouble with liking older men

♋AN: It's a new year which means more AM smut

♋Warning: All Might x Younger Fem Reader (she's in her 20s), age gap, age difference, daddy kink, explicit smut, and rough sex. Read at your own discretion.

♋Summary: You met your idol for the first time in your life. There was no way you were gonna let this chance slip out of your hands.

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It all started when she was out on patrol with Fatgum. She was his loyal sidekick for a couple of years now. Technically she still counted as a rookie and had learned so much under the tutelage of Fatgum.

Imagine her surprise when a routine patrol of Fatgum’s favorite family restaurants ended up with a standoff against villains plus with All Might of all people coming to help.

“That was good work,” Fatgum managed with his mouth full of food. “Want some?” The rotund yellow hero held out a skewer of yakitori to All Might.

The symbol of peace shook his head demurely. “I’m alright. Thanks for the offer.”

Fatgum shrugged and shoved the skewer into his mouth before taking it out, stripped of all the meat, and with ease chucked the empty skewer into a nearby trashcan.

“E-excuse me,” Y/N called from behind Fatgum.

“Oh, there you are, Y/N-chan. Where’d you go?” he said as he turned around to see Y/N standing there.

“I was here the whole time,” she murmured.

“Young lady! Are you alright?” All Might asked; he stepped closer, not seeing the flustered reaction on her face. “You took quite the hit from that villain.”

She felt dizzy. The All Might asked if she, a lowly sidekick, was alright. Suddenly it felt like oxygen was being deprived, and she was suffocating.

“Breathe.”

Y/N immediately felt her chest convulse and her heartbeat resume thumping behind her chest. She watched wide-eyed as All Might clutched and rubbed her hands.

“Maybe she needs medical attention?” he fussed.

Fatgum chuckled, “She’ll be fine. Just let go of her.”

“Oh,” All Might let out an embarrassed laugh and, with a blush, quickly let go of her. Y/N felt disappointed as his large hands were no longer encompassing hers.

She was numb as All Might and Fatgum exchanged a few more words before the symbol of peace disappeared into the crowd. The crowd surrounded him, his laughter evident even amongst the high-pitched screams.

Panicked, she turned towards Fatgum. “Wait! He’s leaving?”

“Of course,” Fatgum swallowed a moment before munching on the seasoned meat again. “He says he has business to attend to in Musustafu.”

“Already? But I didn’t even get a chance to say thank you.”

Y/N only managed to embarrass herself in front of her role model. No biggie.

“You’ll see him again soon. We’re going out for drinks later tonight. His treat.”

“That’s good… Wait tonight?!”

“That’s what he said” Fatgum tossed another empty skewer. “Just don’t drink too much like last time.”

The last time meant when she got shitfaced from one shot of sake, but in her defense, it was really strong.

“I won’t drink at all!” she vowed.

She won’t let herself be embarrassed again.

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Most women her age were into pro heroes like Best Jeanist or Edgeshot if you were looking for a bit of adventure. And according to some gossip article she happened upon online Hawks was the number one hero women in their 20s wanted to ask out.

She didn’t necessarily agree with any of those sentiments despite being in her 20s.

Y/N watched with lidded eyes, circling the top of her beer glass as All Might threw his head back and laughed, uninhibited in his joy.

No, her tastes were a little old school.

Adored by the masses, All Might’s core fandom consisted of the older population and young children.

She would know she grew up with an All Might fanatic in her mother. Maybe that’s why even now Y/N couldn’t get him out of her mind.

If someone were to look at her past lovers, they all varied in different combinations of buff with blue eyes and blond hair. You could say that she had a type.

She let out a sigh and tossed some bills on the table.

Who was she kidding? All Might and her?

The no. 1 hero and a sidekick of no.58. That sounded laughable even in her head.

She sent a text to Fatgum, letting him know she was leaving, and hoped to see him bright and early for their patrols. Not wanting to disturb his and All Might’s conversation, she left as inconspicuously as possible.

You wouldn’t think it was nearing 2 AM from the bright city lights and crowded streets, but this was late for someone who liked to be in bed by 11 PM.

“Y/N is your name, right?” a voice asked behind her.

She jolted out of her thoughts and turned around to face All Might, who seemed curious about her.

“All Might! I thought you were still in the bar with Fatgum.”

“I can’t quite stomach a long drinking session like I used to,” he sheepishly remarked. “Though Fatgum seemed like he was going to do another round when I left him.”

“Ah, yes, I’m L/N Y/N. Please take care of me,” Y/N said as she bowed.

He returned her greetings with, “Likewise.”

They stood awkwardly next to each other, not knowing what else to say.

“Umm, I’m-”

“Do you mind-” They both began at the same time.

She giggled nervously and gestured for him to start instead.

“I wouldn’t feel right letting you walk home alone. Do you mind if I walk with you?”

“That’s not necessary at all! I wouldn’t want to trouble you.”

He waved her off. “It’s no trouble at all. It’s the least I could do since I failed to stop the villain in time, and you had to take the blow for it.”

Why was he apologizing to her? It wasn’t his fault she failed to notice the villain's plan in time. She’d been a sidekick for years and still kept messing up at crucial points.

Maybe that’s what separated the symbol of peace from other pro-heroes. All Might took on tremendous responsibility even when it wasn’t his burden.

Y/N glanced at him from the corner of her eye; he changed into casual clothes for the evening- looking devastatingly handsome.

How many people could say they had the privilege of seeing this side of All Might?

“So,” he began. “I heard from Fatgum your quirk is called balloon anima. What exactly does it do?”

She wished that Fatgum would stop talking her up in front of his colleagues. It was sweet but embarrassing. In this case, however, she was happy to talk about herself if it meant spending more time with her favorite hero.

“Basically, I can enlarge and animate balloon animals.”

He blinked and then mouthed ‘balloon animals’ as if he didn’t know what to make of her quirk.

She waved her hands around in a panic. “It sounds lame, don’t get me wrong, but it has so many uses. I can use them as helpers, for protection, and even get them to rescue people!”

“Hmm. That sounds like a quirk that would be popular with kids. I can see it now.”

“Y-you think so?

“Of course!”

Well, Y/N supposed All Might would know a thing or two about being popular with kids, so who was she to argue?

They continued their trek until the city lights faded, and nothing but stars shone above them. The crowds dispersed until it was just the two of them walking along the sidewalk.

“Well, this is my building,” she said, pointing to the building. “Thank you for accompanying me.”

“It was my pleasure,” All Might said with a grin. “I’ll wait here until you get inside.”

He motioned with his hand as if he were ushering her inside.

Y/N bit her lip uncertainly. Was she making a mistake?

Nevertheless, Y/N stepped forward until she encroached on All Might’s space.

He looked at her curiously. “Is something the matter?”

She lifted her hand and paused before grabbing his shirt and yanking.

His lips slanted against hers, and she felt him jolt and stiffen. But she didn’t lose her nerves and stood on the balls of her feet to pull him closer.

She exhaled through her nose and firmly pressed against his mouth.

A moment later, his arm snaked around her waist, almost lifting her in his embrace.

Y/N was trembling; her hands shook as her fingers curled in his shirt. He hadn’t pushed her away! And more than that he was responding back!

Enthusiastically, she might add.

A loud moan was prompted by him when he bit down on her bottom lip gently before sucking.

Oh god. It was too much. Y/N couldn’t control herself as she eagerly jumped and snared her legs around his waist.

He caught her with ease with one hand and caressed her face with the other as he took his opportunity to enter her mouth and cajoled her tongue into playing.

She felt absolutely electrified. All her life, she had dreamed of this moment as soon as she was old enough to know what kissing meant, and even then, it paled in comparison to reality.

He was so firm and warm against her body. It made her want to take all his clothes off and lick/nibble to her heart’s content until he was panting with desperate neediness.

“Mmm,” he groaned against her. “So good. Such a good girl, Y/N.”

Y/N writhed against his pelvis, completely frustrated that her jeans had no friction.

Then Y/N remembered they were publicly making out in front of her apartment building—she with the most famous and recognizable pro hero in Japan.

She abruptly let go with a gasp and tried to separate herself.

“W-why did you stop?” All Might panted, his lips still wet and shiny from their kiss. He looked stricken at the distance between the two of them now.

“Maybe we should go inside to continue?” she half-asked and half-pleaded. Hoping All Might wouldn’t want to end the night prematurely.

There was no need, though. He nodded eagerly and held out his hand for her to take.

“Ok. Where to?”

She smiled, flattered that he seemed to want this as much as she did.

Her apartment was on the third floor, so she headed straight toward the elevator. It was more than relieving when they encountered no one and could make their way to the lift without complications.

As soon as the elevator’s doors closed and the corresponding button was pressed. All Might cornered Y/N against the elevator panels.

To anyone, he merely looked like he was tenderly embracing his lover. But Y/N felt his heavy breaths against her neck and his blue eyes piercing her own as his hand made its way down her jeans.

She let out a tiny broken groan when her panties were pushed aside and felt his tentative fingers breach her pussy.

He shuddered, discovering the sticky wetness that coated her inner thighs and panties.

All he did was skim the outer lips and, every now and then, teased her clit in a circular motion.

Her heart was thudding against her chest. If All Might were aware of anything but caressing her cunt, no doubt he would have known his effect on her poor heart.

Her pleasurable torture ended when with a ding the elevator stopped and slid open.

All Might reluctantly removed his hand and pulled away from her.

Y/N took a moment to gather herself before showing her companion the way to her apartment.

It took a couple of tries to get the key into the keyhole and open the door with her nervousness.

But she managed and let him into her meager dwelling.

Quickly perusing the surroundings, she didn’t see anything embarrassing lying around that she didn’t need to hide.

“So, what’s your poison?” he asked, quickly appraising the apartment and turning his attention toward Y/N.

“Huh?” she so eloquently replied.

Why was he asking about alcohol? They just came back from a bar.

“For the first time, it makes sense we should do it on the bed,” he said, unbuttoning his jeans and pulling down the zipper. “But it also doesn’t fit the mood.”

His pants were discarded on the floor.

“M-mood?” Y/N stuttered and gulped when she saw him start to reach for his boxers. “What do you mean by that?”

“The kind of mood you have sex until you pass out and not be able to walk tomorrow.” He smirked and left his boxers alone, instead taking off his shirt.

All Might firmly grasped her throat and walked backward until the back of her legs hit her sofa and pushed.

“We’ll start here and make our way to the bedroom,” he said, standing over her and pulling off his boxers. “Sounds good to you?”

She nodded, eyeing his semi-erect cock.

“Any objections? Or questions?”

“Just one, can I call you daddy?”

“I would be disappointed if you didn’t,” he grinned while trying to unbutton her jeans.

She lifted her butt so he could maneuver her jeans down her legs and remove them altogether.

Her jeans plus her shirt both joined his clothes onto the floor.

Y/N reached back to remove her bra, but he halted her. Instead, he pushed the cups up and revealed her chest - making it look obscene. He couldn’t help but bend down and taste. She whimpered at him softly, lapping at her pebbled peaks.

He didn’t need to do this. She was more than ready, but the way he was enjoying her, slowly tasting and grinding heatedly into her hip. She was being savored, and his eyes watched her religiously, the sight of her slowly becoming undone.

Y/N got flipped around; her hands rested on the sofa arms while her knees were bent on the seat. She felt All Might crowded behind her and pulled down her jeans.

She felt him caress her bottom still covered by her silk panties before they too were pulled down.

Her garments pooled around her ankles, and she didn’t even get a moment to kick them off before she felt him line up his cock near her entrance.

Y/N let out a startled gasp at the size of his cock. Or at least what she could feel of him rubbing back and forth languidly.

Then without warning, he entered full throttle and stayed there.

She choked on the hiss she let out prematurely and bore with the sudden burn.

He set a rigorous pace. Never before has a man made her feel so small physically. At over 7 ft, he engulfed her in his heat. His chest-baring down on her back. She should feel suffocated, unable to escape. Instead, a part of her felt cognizant. The fact she was being held down and used as a sleeve, essentially for his cock made her insides stir and burn.

“Daddy,” she gasped. “Harder.”

There was a pause in his rhythm. Almost as if he was considering Y/N's request. It was only a moment, yet she held her breath, hoping that he would oblige.

All Might gripped her hips tightly, and she prayed that he would leave bruises for her to admire later.

Then he started battering her insides like she owed him and he was looking to collect.

Y/N’s screams were muffled amongst the sofa’s cushions.

She felt him tug her hair, firm but not harsh.

“Let me hear you, Y/N”

A chill went down her spine; she let out her sobs unrestrained and wild.

The sofa itself started edging toward the wall due to the strength of All Might’s back-and-forth movements.

Feeling herself building an imminent crescendo, she reached down to touch herself.

“You’re close?” He groaned in response.

His pace became faster and more ruthless to assist in her efforts.

Y/N was helpless to resist. Her pleasure washed over her and her body contorted due to the intensity.

Her eyes rolled back and her teeth clenched as wave after wave prolonged her climax.

“Oh, Daddy,” she chanted. “Yes!” Nonsense spilled out as she reached back and grabbed his face to kiss.

They kiss until a deep bone fatigue replaced her earlier ecstasy. The exhaustion from her activities caught up to her.

Y/N let go of All Might and collapsed onto the sofa, trying and failing to catch her breath.

All Might watched her with pride and satisfaction while retreating from her body. His cock wet from her exertion still jutting outwards.

“It’s not over yet,” he said as he picked Y/N up and carried her to the bedroom.

She gulped and hoped she would somehow still be able to walk tomorrow.

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hydroj1ns · 1 year

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18+ all might thirst (big and small form) (he needs more love)

me personally i would give anything to bury my face in all might’s plush tits. in bed, not even looking at him, just smelling the musk on the tan skin of the valley between his pecs while my hand that can’t even wrap around his huge cock slides up and down his weighty shaft.

i would listen to his quiet moans and whimpers: “just let me put it in already…” as the back of his hand covers his eyes and he breathily pants out, “please, darling…”

his back simultaneously starting to arch off the mattress. i would still make him come three more times with just my hand before i adjust so that my hole is right above his cock though. i like that he begs for release like he isn’t several feet taller than me and his grip doesn’t leave finger-shaped bruises on my hips.

even his skinny form. hmm… men exhausted and on ten cups of coffee. he’s still strong and towers over you, of course. he’s a little insecure about this form. he’s scared you’ll leave because he feels that he isn’t the big, strong hero everyone loves. you prove him wrong though. you use your fingers to spread your hole in front of him as he stands in front of the bed, mouth agape and cheeks blushing. he gets hard immediately. during it, he sheds a few tears because he loves you so much. loves how you love him. but also because your warm walls are gripping him so tightly like you never want him to leave.

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heli-writes · 1 month

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Between then and now

Part 1: The return

Pairing: Toshinori Yagi x Reader

Summary: When a whirlwind affair between you and All Might was found out by his manager, it was made sure that no one ever knew about you or your relationship with All Might. Even twenty years later, Toshinori Yagi still thinks of you. His retirement leaves him lonely in a cold city apartment and he wonders what could’ve been. Maybe it’s time to rekindle? But is that what you want?

Disclaimers: -

Note: I’ve been writing this piece since October 2022. So glad, it’s finally done!

Heli’s Masterlist

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Twenty years ago, Japan.

You giggle when Toshinori pulls you into him. He’s only wearing sweatpants and his skin feels hot under yours.

“C’mon y/n, we still have a few minutes, right?” Toshinori whines.

“No, the driver will be here soon. You still have to get dressed and do your hair!” You run your hand through his messy hair.

“Well, and who’s fault is it that my hair is all a mess?” he grins.

“Besides the point.”, you shrug, “The actual point is that I am responsible for getting you to your event on time.”

He sighs. “All right, all right.”

Toshinori bends over to pick up his shirt from the ground. “Just so you know, Mr. Kanno can be really glad to have you. Without you, neither of us would have any overview about where I have to be when.” he smiles.

“Just don’t let him find out that half of the time you are late because of me.” you sheepishly reply.

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“Yagi-san, seriously! How could you possibly think this was a good idea at this crucial time of your career!”. Naoto Kannos voice boomed through the empty office.

“Kanno-san, you need to calm down. It’s not that bad. It’s not like y/n can’t be trusted.” Toshinori said slightly embarrassed.

“I would never tell anything to the press.” you said quietly.

“Y/n, this is not about whether you talk to the press or not. Eventually, they will find out. Are you even aware of what this could mean for All Might? For yourself?” Kanno massages his temple.

“Look,” Toshinori said, “We’re careful. And there is no reason why a hero cannot be in a relationship.”

“There are a thousand reasons why a hero shouldn’t be in a relationship, Yagi-san! You of all people should be aware of that.” Kanno states shaking his head.

Your heart beats loudly and leaves an aching pain in your chest. Toshinori presses your hand.

“I’m sorry you two. But you know this has to end.”

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After a night-long fight and seemingly endless discussions, it eventually did end. You went overseas to work for the American branch of All Might’s hero agency and he stayed behind to fight villains in Japan. When he and Kanno brought you to the airport, you didn’t know that things would get to be a lot worse in America than you anticipated standing at the boarding gate to fly into the unknown.

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The present day, Japan.

He knew the end of his career was coming. He knew for a good few years. He knew when he chose young Midoriya as his successor and he knew during his final fight with All for One. What he didn’t know then, was how much his life changed after his retirement. Sure, he still has his position at UA. He still has to train young Midoriya.

However, his days are significantly slower and quieter. Nothing could have prepared him for those empty nights in his empty apartment. He has no hobbies, no friends and no family to fill his time. He never had time or the head space to cultivate either of these things. And now all that waits for him at the end of the day is his cold apartment in a city that’s always bright. His home, however, isn’t that bright.

These days, he often finds himself thinking of you. It’s been such a long time. What were you up to? He knows you left his agency in America only a couple of months after you started there. He can’t begrudge you for that. After all, that’s what Kanno wanted for both of you: a clean cut. Where did you go after that? Did you find a fulfilling job? Did you meet someone special? Did you get married and have kids of your own? Are you happy?

He really hopes so. He really hopes that you are happy. The last time he saw you, you weren’t. You were holding back tears. Your broken heart is written all over your face. If things only were different back then, maybe you would be lying right next to him right now.

What a silly thought. He truly has become a pitiful old man. Sick and lonely. So far from what he used to be.

Laying in his bed, he stares at the dark ceiling. He turns over and grabs his phone. He opens social media and types in your name into the search bar. No results. He turns off his phone discouragedly. This was a stupid idea anyway.

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The present day, America.

“When do we have to be at the airport again, Mom?”

“Jesus, Takeo, you are an adult. How can you still rely on your mother to be punctual?” you sigh, dragging your suitcase down the stairs.

Your son walks around the corner and gives you a lopsided grin. “Hey, you have to be at the airport too, you know!”

Takeo takes your suitcase and lifts it above his head as if it weighs nothing.

You sigh. “Stop that. Put it down. I feel like I shouldn’t have signed up for this.”

“Hey, this was your decision. No one asked you to follow me overseas! I certainly can imagine something better than your mother following you around.” your son pouts while putting your suitcase close by the door.

“I am not following you around! I always wanted to return to Japan eventually. Just never had a good reason. And what better reason do I have than you?” you mumble embarrassed.

“It’s ok, mom. I didn’t mean it like that.” He nudges you. “We’ll be living in different cities anyway. Far enough apart, so I can my freshman year at university in peace.”

You give him a suspicious side-eye. “And how exactly do you plan to enjoy your first year? Studying I hope.”

You pull your jacket from a nearby chair and start to put it on. Your son is already halfway through the doof when you hear him say: “Geez, mom, let me live a little.”

You hear a car door open and close outside. Your heart does that thing again. When it pulls itself together leaving behind a small ache. You take a look around the almost empty house. It will be the last time you see it. The new owners are moving in next week and you will have left the country by then. It’s strange. You choose to leave this place so that you can return to your home country. And yet, it makes you feel awfully melancholic. There are so many memories connected to this place. Most of your adult life. Your son’s childhood.

“Are you ready?” your son asks behind you.

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” you say.

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The weather is cold and rainy when you land in Tokyo. You get your son settled into his student accommodation. After that, you take the train to Musutafu. Your family lives in Musutafu. While you don’t have any contact with them anymore, the place holds a dear place in your heart. You always knew that that was the place where you wanted to grow old and find your final rest.

With All Might retiring, you finally felt safe enough to return home. Your new home is a small apartment on the third floor. You’re glad it came with furniture so that you had no heavy lifting to do. Your other belongings arrived a week ago. The landlord was kind enough to let the delivery crew put it in the apartment.

It’s almost midnight when you arrive at the place that will be your home from now on.

After opening the door, you turn on the light in the hallway. You close the door and walk into the living room. In the middle of the room, several boxes are stacked on top of each other. All my life in just a couple of boxes, you think.

You leave your suitcase standing behind you and open the box closest to you. Kitchen utensils. You open a few more boxes until you find what you’ve been looking for. You pull out a framed picture of your son and you on his first day of kindergarten. Carefully, you wipe over the picture. Then you put it on the windowsill at the right side of the room. Contently, you look at the mess that’s in your living room.

I’ll take care of the rest tomorrow, you think and you pull your suitcase behind you into the bedroom.

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It’s your first real day back in Japan. Before you tackle the unpacked boxes that are stacked in your apartment, you are in desperate need of breakfast and coffee. Although breakfast is relative since the long flight and time difference made you sleep well into the early afternoon. After a quick shower and some fresh clothes, you set out to find the nearest grocery shop.

Your apartment is in a different part of the city than you grew up in. It’s a safety measure really. You don’t want to run into family while out and about. It would be awkward for all parties involved. Still, you feel anxious when you set foot in front of your apartment. It feels as if you’re being watched. As if someone would jump at you around the next corner and yell: “Hey, aren’t you the one that got pregnant out of wedlock?”.

It’s silly, you know that. Most people in this city probably have forgotten you, those who don’t either won’t recognize you anymore or don’t want to recognize you anymore.

Nevertheless, this place brings back memories you’ve tried to forget for a long time.

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Twenty years ago, America.

“Pregnant? pregnant?”, your mother’s voice booms through the speaker of your phone. “Who’s pregnant?”, your bother asks in the background. “Yuto, get out of the kitchen. And tell your father he needs to come in here immediately”, your mother yells at him. She sounds shrill and on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

“Y/n tell me that this is not true!”, your mother yells into the phone again. You massage your temples. This was going just as you thought it would. “Mom, it’s true. I’m pregnant.”, you tell her.

You can hear shuffling at the other end of the line. “Are you sure? Or are you just late? You know, the women in our family have very irregular cycles.”, your mother rambles. “Mom, I’m sure. I’ve been to the doctor already. They did blood work. I’m most definitely pregnant.”, you tell her.

You know that you’ve been pregnant for a couple of weeks already. When your period was late after a month in America, you did a test from the drugstore. When it came back positive, you went into panic mode. You ignored the problem for another week or two in hopes that it’s a false alarm and that your period eventually does start. When it didn’t, you had to face reality and make a doctor’s appointment.

Now the first trimester is almost over and you start showing. You put off telling your family for a while now but you can’t hide it forever.

“But y/n... how could this happen?”, your mother asks desperately. “Well, I’m sure you have an idea of how this can happen.”, you answer dryly. You can hear your mother take a sharp breath. Somewhere in the background, a door opens. “Give me a moment.”, your mother mumbles. For a few minutes, you hear quiet talking in the background. Someone slams something onto a table or another surface.

“Y/n, this is serious”. Your father must’ve picked up the phone. “How far along are you?”, he asks. “I’m in the 14th week.”, you tell him matter-of-factly. “That’s too late.”, you hear your mother say closely to the phone. She must be pressing her ear onto the other side of it.

You feel anger rising in your stomach. “Too late for what, mom?”, you challenge her. You know exactly what she means. “To get rid of it.”, your father says irritatedly. “I’m not going to get rid of my child.”, you tell him. You’re not surprised your parents would propose this. Nevertheless, it makes you angry.

“Alright, then when’s the wedding?”. Your father sounds calm but challenging as well. “There will be no wedding.”, you reply coldly. You hear your mother sob in the background. Your father grinds his teeth.

There’s more shuffling. Your mother must’ve ripped the phone out of your father’s grip. “But who, y/n? Who is the father? He must take responsibility for this!”, your mother asks. You can practically hear the tears in her voice. “There is no father.”, you tell her. “Of course, there is a father!”, your father booms. “Or are you Virgin Mary?”

You almost laugh at that. To be the Virgin Mary would be easier than the situation you’re in. Of course, there is a father but it’s not like cou can talk about him. “The father isn’t in the picture. He doesn’t want anything to do with this.”, you say. It hurts saying these words.

“Goddamit!”, your father swears. It makes you flinch. Your father never swears. He’s too sophisticated for that. Your mother wails in the background. “At least he could pay child support.”, he says. “I don’t need his money.”, you explain.

“Oh no, I think you will.”, your father says angrily, “Because we won’t be paying for your bastard child”. You feel tears pricking in your eyes. You don’t want their money. You make good money on your own. What you do want is their support.

“I knew it was a bad idea when you said you’d be going to America! I told you to quit when they transferred you there! You could’ve come work for me and your brother and you wouldn’t be in this situation!”, he scolds. “But no! It’s always been like this! We gave you everything! We paid for your education at one of the top universities in the country. With that degree, you could’ve worked for any company! You could’ve joined the family business and worked for your brother. But no, you chose to work for that All Might. Y/n, I knew that would be your downfall!”, he continues not giving you a chance to say something.

You grind your teeth and stop listening. What your father says is true. You could’ve gotten literally any job you wanted. If it weren’t for your degree, it would’ve been for the connections of your father. And of course, they wanted you to work for the family. Keep you close, keep you under their control. It makes you sick. The whole reason why you started working for All Might’s hero agency was to get some independence. Make your own decisions.

“... and now you got knocked up by some foreigner! What a disgrace! How are we supposed to explain this to our business partners? Do you comprehend what this means for the family?”, your father rambles.

Ah of course, what would it mean for the family? That’s the only thing that matters. Hot tears stream down your cheeks. You feel a big lump in your throat. One that you can’t swallow down.

“... you hear that, y/n? What do you think are we supposed to do now?”, your father yells into the phone.

“Nothing.”, you manage to reply, “You do nothing. You tell them your daughter took a job in America and decided to stay there.”

“Damn right, that's what you’ll do! You won’t set foot into our neighborhood with that brat of yours.”, your father bites back. Anger and determination start to settle in your stomach. It makes the lump in your throat melt away.

“Don’t worry, dad. I won’t. I will do as I said. I’ll stay here and I won’t return to Japan. There’s nothing and nobody left for me there anyway.”, you say and slam the phone down.

That’s the last time you ever spoke to your father. Your mother spoke to you a couple of times afterward. You’ve tried talking to her but she was unreasonable. After she gave up the idea of abortion, she tried talking you into adoption. Giving birth in America, giving the baby away and then returning home to Japan into the lap of the family. You refused. Despite everything, you loved that baby growing inside of you. Eventually, you stopped picking up the phone when she called. Your brother didn’t even try to talk to you. The reason for that you don’t know.

When your son was born, you sent them a card and a picture. In return, they sent you papers of disinheritance.

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Can you do head-canons with sir night-eye, Aizawa, and all might where the student (general neutral & platonic.) they are teaching never trusts them.

Not in an f you way they just never take their advice seriously, playfully deflect reprimands, tease them (etc.)?

And as it turns out, every adult figure in their life always let them down or never really cared! Thank you!

[ Hello! Yes, I can do headcanons. I apologize for the long wait. ]

Mirio was the one that had introduced you to him, and from the start, you immediately gave Sir Nighteye the cold shoulder and purposely did everything you could to avoid his teachings or worse, his lectures.

When you went completely against his orders trying to apprehend a villain, he called you into his office and tried to intimidate you with his stare. Of course, it didn't work and his question, "Why did you do something so disrespectful?" never got an answer.

Whenever he threatened to put you into that God-awful tickle device of his, you'd always 'playfully' threaten him by saying you'd report him for harassment or worse, take him on with your own quirk.

"I believe it's time for you to leave" he'd say whenever you decided to purposely distract him when he was working, you'd do little things like knock on his desk or play music on your phone at full volume. Yeah, it was good to feel on top.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah" you'd always dismiss his requests, even if they were meant to try and connect with you by waving him off. Eventually, you thought he'd give up, but sadly that never happened.

He seemed to get highly defensive whenever you happened to insult one of Mirio's jokes, "Frankly, if you don't have a humorous comeback be quiet," and your usual reply to this was "Shut up!"

"Why do you continue to disregard my orders!?" he shouted while you lay in the hospital bed after a mission gone wrong and despite being in pain, you snapped "That's none of your business!" back at him.

Sir Nighteye put your internship on hold after supposedly being done with your disrespect. Not that such a thing surprised you, after all, what more did you expect from an adult? They only used and abused you, and continuously let you down.

Part of you wondered if Sir Nighteye knew just how hurt you were, especially with how he looked at you some days. But it was doubtful he'd ever try to open you up and even if he did, you'd refuse.

You always thought he was a fake, the way he sulked around and gave inspiration like "Don't say you can't, say you will" was all so cliche and you weren't a stranger in letting Mr. Aizawa know precisely how you felt about him.

You hardly paid attention during class, purposely propping your feet up and causing disruption. Despite the punishments, he gave you, like detention and threats of expulsion both of you were too stubborn to be broken.

"If you have a problem, you can say it in front of the rest of the class Y/n," even when he tried to single you out or attempt to embarrass you during class you never missed the opportunity to turn the embarrassment back onto him.

It was clear that you weren't just any old student, he had dealt with troublemakers in the past but you came off as a little different. More closed off with a hesitation to trust anyone but your fellow students. As your teacher, he felt it was his responsibility to help you stop hiding your pain or face it.

"That sounds a little extreme, yo!" Hizashi replied. "It's clear that Y/n is in some kind of pain, I wouldn't be a hero or a teacher if I ignored it," he shrugged and pointed a finger at Shota. "It's your funeral," he advised.

Trying to force an answer out of you wasn't the best idea, "Just leave me alone! You don't know anything!" you snarled, ready to take your teacher on regardless of the rules you were supposed to follow while on Yuuei High property. "I know enough to say you won't use your quirk against me and that something is wrong," he replied nonchalantly.

You tried to avoid him after this, but he didn't give up and went as far as to bring your family and your past mentors up. "What do you want me to say!? That none of them cared, that they all left me alone!? Is that what you want!?" you snapped at him, but he only remained quiet and laid his hand on your head as if trying to comfort you.

He seemed intent on proving that he wasn't like the rest of the adults that let you down. He'd take extra time to talk to you after class and constantly ask if you were alright. Frankly, you found it a little annoying, and no matter how hard he tried you knew you couldn't let yourself fall for his act.

"I just don't know what to do with the kid anymore," Toshinori confessed one day in the teacher's lounge. "Who, yo?" Hizashi replied making the former number-one hero sigh in response. "Y/n..." he said, turning his glance elsewhere. "That kid, unlike young Midoriya...is troubled," he concluded.

"Is that name really necessary?" he asked when you bluntly called him a "Stringbean hero" in front of the class. Of course, this wasn't the first time you had teased him and it was odd that you were one of the few people that didn't look up to him.

"Hey! Young Y/n!" he called one day in the hallway, hoping that his attempts to get closer to you would work. Unfortunately, you only cast him a glare that immediately caused him to stop. "What a face..." he muttered, but somehow he felt as though there was some pain behind your expression.

On occasion, you and he would get into a bickering match. Usually, in the presence of others, and 9 times out of 10, Izuku would try to break it up. "H-hey, why don't you um...take a break? After all, he's still A-All Might and he d-deserves respect," you hated that. Nobody deserved respect, it had to be earned and as far as you knew, he had done nothing for you.

"Look young Y/n!" he snapped one day after you had disregarded his advice during training which resulted in not only yourself being harmed, but your fellow hero students. "I might not know what's going on, but clearly you have something against me...or authority..." his fingers tightened on your shoulders. "But please, don't let it be the death of you," he said, leaving you feeling both angry and almost guilty.

You couldn't get that concerned, pitiful look of his out of your mind and eventually snapped "What is your problem!?" at him one day. "I don't need anyone to care about me so stop it!" you growled and stomped away before he had the chance to reply.

"I know I failed many people as a hero, but as your teacher, I want to help you succeed. Of course, in the end, it's your choice," he said to you one evening when he pulled you aside to talk. "Either way, I'll be here," he said, patting your shoulder before walking away. But you knew he'd never understand how you felt.

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kakashis-formal-simp · 1 year

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Imagine Toshinori calling you mommy while you’re riding him 😩🙏🏻

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A new beginning

Characters : All might/ Fem reader

Genre : Angst/ Fluff/ One shot

Summary : You find yourself pregnant and all alone after your husband's passing in a villain attack. Thankfully though, the world's symbol of peace refused to leave your side.

Trigger warning : Character's death/ mourning/ pregnancy

Prompt suggested by the lovely @justmewoo

Please do not read if you're a minor

Masterlist|Second Masterlist

Has it ever occurred to you that your life might take a turn to the unexpected in the matter of seconds?

Never..

Have you even once considered the possibility of being left alone in a cruel world to fend for yourself?

Not in a million years..

Yet there you were facing new kinds of fears that you didn't even know you had.

Your eyes widened and your heart sunk in, the moment your husband's face came on the news with the word "deceased" plastered on the bottom of the TV screen.

It was a villain attack, a messy vicious one that took place near your husband's work place, but for a moment you weren't too worried since the world's symbol of peace was present to put an end to it like he always does.

But you soon came to realize that even All might's powers had their limitations when it comes to challenging death, a realization that had cost you your husband, the father to be..

You clutched your bulging tummy and picked up your phone with a shaky hand, you refused to believe what the news report suggested.

He can't be dead, he can't just leave, you two are expecting a child and he promised to hold your hand in the delivery room so you wouldn't be scared, there must be a mistake, he will answer your call and tell you himself that the bloody reporter had mentioned the wrong person.. if only he would pick up.

Your world crumbled around you as your calls went straight to voicemail.

So it was true, he was gone despite all his promises, when the day comes you will be by yourself bringing a fatherless child to this world, the bloody reporter wasn't mistaken after all..

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You wiped the tears that kept running down your cheeks and swallowed hard as your blurry vision studied every detail of your husband's portrait placed in the center of the funeral venue. It was as if you wanted to engrave his features into your brain.

People came and left, paying their respects and wishing you the best of luck in facing life all alone, and all you could do was thank them, as a single thought circulated your brain the whole time.. would luck be enough?

You couldn't even afford to pay for the funeral services, and now that your husband is no longer with you, how are you supposed to carry on?

_ "Ms y/n, you should go home now, everyone else has already left." it was him, the man who was driven by an overwhelming sense of guilt.

_ "I want to thank you again for taking care of everything Mr all might." you had to call him by his hero name like everyone else did because that's all you knew about him.

This man— the world's symbol of peace, hadn't left your side since what happened a few weeks ago. It was nice of him, extremely so, taking care of the funeral arrangements and costs when he didn't have to do any of it, but he was guilt ridden and felt responsible for what happened.

_ "It's getting late so allow me to drive you home, besides, you shouldn't be moving carelessly in your condition." He added, eyes cautiously landing on your barely showing baby bump, and you found yourself nodding slowly as your hands rested on your tummy.

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You sincerely believed that day would be the last you and him would interact in any way. However, and for the past couple of months, he made it a habit to visit you weekly, check in on you and ask if there was anything you needed help with.

It was weird, overwhelming even.

It was his self proclaimed duty to take responsibility of you but you hated it, since seeing his face only reminded you of your loss.

It was easier for you to internally blame him for what happened to your husband than to drown in sorrow and despair, even though deep down you knew he had tried everything he could to save him..

_ "I'm really sorry Ms y/n, I never meant to make you feel uncomfortable." he took a step further away from your front door when you finally asked him to stop coming.

_ "I know you mean well, and I truly appreciate everything you've done for me so far but I need to learn how to manage on my own." you wanted to tell him off, to ask him to keep his distance but it didn't seem right.

You meant it though— every word that came out of your mouth, you truly needed to be independent, find a job that would hopefully pay well and guarantee a comfortable life for you and your unborn child.

Though it was a lot easier said than done.. because who would want to hire a pregnant woman with little professional experience?

You tried and tried but to no avail, your chances were nonexistent and so was money in your account. You knew that if things kept going the way they were, you would be homeless in a matter of days.

_ "What am I supposed to do?" was the only thing you managed to let out between strangled sobs as your mind wandered off..

Everything was going like a dream until that fateful night a few months ago. Your husband was still by your side as you excitedly awaited your baby to come to life, but it had all gone to hell in a split second, leaving you all alone and helpless.

Money had never been a problem before, not even after you had to quit your job due to your tough pregnancy, it was still fine since your husband's income was more than enough for your small family..

But not anymore, you no longer had any source of income and no one accepted to hire you.

But if someone with enough power and influence were to interfere somehow, then maybe you would have a chance.

You hated yourself for considering that option, and even more so for thinking about him of all people.

But then again, he had shown you nothing but kindness during the few months he had spent checking in on you, whereas all you did was push him away without even a proper "thank you".

You had been aiming your resentment at him so far, but if you were to be completely honest, your bitterness is only due to realizing that he did not deserve any of the blame. And now you're even considering asking him to help you find a job after specifically demanding he stays away.

But you were desperate, and had no other choice.

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You took a deep breath and stepped into his agency, unsure of what to do or say next, but no matter how bad your visit's outcome might be, it cannot be worse than the eviction notice sitting on top of your fridge.

You looked around as you were slowly approaching the receptionist's desk, admiring the extravagant interior and the elegant looking staff.

_ "Hello! may I help you ma'am?" too cheerful for your liking to be honest.

_ "Yes, hello, may I see Mr All might please?" hearing yourself utter those words out loud made you realize how ridiculous you were being, and suddenly wished to disappear.

_ "He's not present at the moment, but you may leave a message."

Maybe it was for the best that he wasn't there, "that's totally fine thank you." and with that, you turned around and hurried out, only to be intercepted by his huge form right at the main entrance.

_ "Ms y/n! is everything okay? were you here to see me?" he was all over you, studying your features in hopes of getting an answer you were taking too long to provide, "will you come with me to my office?"

You did, silently trailing behind him and purposely ignoring everyone's questioning looks, until you found yourself sitting across from the number one hero, a huge mahogany table between you two, and a refreshing beverage in your hand.

_ "I actually came here today to ask for your assistance," it has always been hard for you to admit defeat or accept aid from anyone, but what other choices did you have? "I've been trying to get a job lately but I was unlucky, so I was wondering if you could help me find one, if it's not a bother of course."

You almost took your words back the moment they left your mouth, and you would have if he didn't beat you to the answer.

_ "Why not work for me? You can be my assistant, it's perfect for you and won't demand any extra physical effort."

It is perfect, too perfect in fact, but would that be okay? Working for the one you wanted to avoid the most?

_ "I really appreciate the offer sir but don't you already have an assistant?"

_ "I have more than one," he leaned back in his chair, averting his gaze and scratching the back of his head as a nervous laughter escaped his throat, "the amount of work we have here can't be handled otherwise, so will you join our team?"

He sounded hopeful, desperate to hear you say "yes", and you didn't care for the warmth creeping up your skin, because it shouldn't mean anything more than your raging pregnancy hormones.

_ "Yes, I'll take it, thank you so much for the opportunity sir."

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Working for the number one hero should be exhausting, stressful, and even dangerous. But that was not the case for you, since All might has been paying you extra attention.

None of it mattered though, you didn't take the job so you would be treated nicely, you did it because no one else wanted to hire you.

So despite the rumors and the hushed whispers some of your colleagues liked to spread about you and your boss, you did what should be done and focused solely on your assignments while ignoring everything else around you.

_ "How was yesterday's doctor appointment? I really wished to be there with you this time as well." his cheerful voice ceased being annoying a long time ago, perhaps seeing his face almost everyday for the past four months did the trick. But it wasn't just that, his mere presence has become your source of strength.

_ "Oh no don't say that you're already doing too much for me, and no matter what I do in return, there is no way I'll be able to pay you back," you were looking into his eyes as you spoke, the same ones you used to despise.

And it's strange, the purity those irises emitted was something you were blind to, for the longest time.

_ "Everything seems to be going well, the doctor said that my due date should be in about a month from now." you added with a smile, as you caressed your tummy.

_ "Why don't you start your maternity leave then? Don't worry about the paper work and get as much rest as you need." there he was again, showing you nothing but unconditional support and kindness, and kindling a familiar warmth that spread across your whole body.

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You plopped down on the couch and placed all the baby clothes and toys by your side. You needed to organize and store them properly before leaving to the hospital the next morning.

You smiled as you picked up that fluffy little onesie All might had bought a few weeks ago. It had the same design and colors as in his hero costume, and you giggled softly as you remembered his excitement the day he had given it to you.

You were so lost in your own thoughts that you almost missed the gentle knock on your door.

_ "Sir, what are you doing here?" it was him, sporting his trademark smile as he greeted you.

_ "I wanted to see you before joining the others in a bit, I came to wish you good luck tomorrow." he was about to lead an operation against the league of villains in order to save one of his students. A tough mission indeed, where should be no room for mistakes, because the alternative would be the boy's life.

And as his assistant, you were aware of all of that, but what you were oblivious of, was that he had come to you for reassurance, because seeing your face has always given him that sense of comfort.

_ "The mission won't start for another hour, do you want to come in for a moment?" you suggested with a smile, stepping to the side and giving him room to enter.

It was nice, the closeness you two learned to share over the last few months. You still couldn't admit it, but after your husband's passing, this man has become the closest thing to you.

You couldn't understand how to explain your feelings for him, or rather, you didn't dare touch that part for the sake of your late husband and your unborn child.

_ "If everything goes well tonight, I will be by your side during delivery." his smile remained intact as he helped you organize the tiny garments, but there was also an undeniable worry in his eyes.

_ "It will be okay, you are All might for god's sake." you couldn't do much to help, but you were hoping your words would soothe him even a little.

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He had left your apartment and gone to the mission ahead, and not knowing how things were going on his side wasn't helping your increasing anxiety.

You flipped through the TV channels, to hopefully come across a report or a news coverage that would provide any kind of updates, until his face finally showed up on the screen, and you froze seeing his blood stained body and exhausted state..

It was a lot more serious than you expected it to be, you have never seen him that way before, all beat up and barely able to stand on his feet.

You clutched your chest and bit down on your lip as you watched everyone fighting tooth and nail against the villains, but your focus remained on one person only.

And all of a sudden, something unexpected happened, something that flipped your world upside down.. All might, the almighty man, the number one hero and symbol of peace, turned into someone else entirely, someone you were familiar with.. your introverted neighbor Mr Toshinori Yagi.

Was it a dream? Your mind playing tricks on you? A sick joke of some sort?

Your shy quiet neighbor— with whome you've only shared polite greetings, and the friendly cheerful All might who walked into your life, uninvited, and pulled you out of the pit..

How can they possibly be the same person?

You felt strangely betrayed, though you knew deep down that you had no right to. Why would he reveal his secret to you? He owes you nothing.

Your eyes were still glued to the TV screen, and your anxiety level shot to the roof.

"Please be safe." It didn't matter anymore who he truly was or what else might he be hiding, the only thing you cared about was for him to be safe.

And suddenly, something snapped underneath you, soaking your underwear and reaching your thighs. It was time for the baby to come.

You were overwhelmed and uncertain about what to do next, your water wasn't supposed to break just yet. Was it because of everything that happened earlier? In any case, the painful contractions started and you could barely phone a cab and change your clothes before picking up your bag and hurrying to the hospital.

Not knowing how the fight would end killed you, and what troubled you further was hearing everyone speaking about him in a judging manner.

It was the only thing people kept talking about. On the news broadcasted on the cab's radio, on the phone call the driver had with his wife, in the amused conversations shared between the nurses in the hospital's hallways.

You wanted to scream, to ask them to shut up already, to beg any kind soul to give you an update on how the mission was going, but there was no one around to help you with that.

And there you were, all alone in the delivery room as you expected you'd be the day your husband had died..

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You opened your eyes slowly, groaning at the aching of your body. You placed a shaky hand on your empty belly, and that's when you realized that what happened earlier wasn't a dream, your baby was truly delivered.

_ "Ms y/n, are you okay? Should I call a nurse?"

That familiar voice snapped you back to your senses.

_ "Mr Toshinori.. All might.." you weren't sure how to address him now, "how did things go? Are you feeling well? Did the operation succeed?" he was all bandaged up so you weren't sure what to assume.

_ "So you heard about my secret, I hope this doesn't change anything between us and I hope you understand that I had no ulterior motives."

_ "I know, you don't have to explain anything to me because I'm not mad, I'm just happy you're alive." and for the first time in months, you decided that it was okay for you to feel happiness again.

_ "I kept thinking of you the whole time, I wanted to come back to you, to both of you," his eyes traveled to the small crib by your bed, and you watched with a smile as he gently picked up your little baby girl and placed her in your arms, "she'll grow up to be as strong and beautiful as her mother."

You couldn't help the tears running down your cheeks as you held your daughter for the very first time, it was an overwhelming emotion that you have never experienced before. Love, happiness, fear, strength, all at once.

_ "You made it so far y/n, and if you allow me, I would love to share the rest of the journey with you." he cradled your cheeks, caressing your tear stained skin, and you wasted no time giving him an answer that made your heart flutter.

_ "I would love that."

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shxtodxroki · 1 year

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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗?

Warnings: Mentions of insecurities, mentions of the reader having muscles and being pretty strong, as per request

Send me the name of your favorite character and I’ll write a drabble for them! :)

“He’s just so cute, Nemuri.” Toshinori heard your voice mutter quietly from inside the staff room, freezing in place after realizing he stopped by just a moment too late after overhearing the last bit of your gossip to your fellow teacher Midnight. He could practically hear the way your face was heating up as you spoke, sounding so infatuated with this mystery person that he could feel his heart sink in his chest.

You two had been brought on to the teaching staff at UA at the same time, eager and excited to be a part of such an amazing school and to help educate such hardworking, dedicated students. Because you started at the same time the two of you had bonded quite a bit, spending most of your lunches together and chatting when you had the chance. Toshinori had developed quite the attraction to you, in fact, though he never planned on telling you that of course. The poor man’s confidence in his appearance could only be found when he was in his muscle form, and in his mind, there was no way you could like him in his small form, too plain and boring to catch the eye of someone as stunning and perfect as yourself.

These insecurities only deepened after hearing you talk about how cute you found someone else, though he quickly wiped the frown off of his face in favor of making a quick transformation into his muscle form. As much as it hurt him to hear that you liked someone else, he wanted to find out who it was in hopes that it might help him get over you faster, and he was better at concealing his true emotions when in his muscle form.

“Who is?” He boomed, entering the room with false confidence as he smiled brightly at you. Every face in the room suddenly went white at his appearance, however, everyone but yours. It immediately felt as if he had walked into a conversation he was definitely not meant to be a part of, even though you didn’t seem to mind at all. 'Strange', he thought, his self-consciousness returning to him at the unwelcome feeling brought on by his colleagues’ stares.

“Oh hey All Might, I didn’t notice you there!” You chuckled, seeming slightly embarrassed to be caught gushing about whoever you were so infatuated with. “I guess I was talking louder than I realized.”

Toshinori saw the way Mic tried to shoot you a warning glance, seemingly shocked at the fact that the two of you were conversing so easily, but he tried to pay their stares no mind as you opened your mouth to begin speaking again.

“There’s just this guy I’ve been thinking about lately.” The shyness returned to your voice, ignoring the way Nemuri was shaking her head “no” at you as you stared at the floor, completely oblivious to your coworkers’ panic. “Do you… do you know Toshinori? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you guys together before, but I'm pretty sure he started around the same time as both of us.” You mumbled.

“He’s just so… pretty, and sweet. He’s a really great guy, I think you’d like him.”

You could hear the smack every one of your colleagues landed on their own foreheads in secondhand embarrassment from a mile away, each of them going silent all of a sudden and looking at you with a pity that you didn’t understand. What was going ON with them today, why were they all being so weird all of a sudden? Sure, All Might was amazing (he was the #1 hero for a reason, after all) but he was also your friend and colleague, so you didn’t see any reason to keep this information from him like they all seemed to want you to.

You began to wonder if you really had done something wrong, however, when All Might’s jaw dropped open in response to your confession, his face flushing a bright red before he managed to compose himself enough to squeak out a, “Uh… really? Are you sure?”

You were beyond confused at this point, not understanding why even he had started acting strange and doubting you now. Why the hell was he acting this way? And why was the room so silent you could hear a pin drop? You didn’t think All Might and Toshinori had ever even met before, so you couldn’t understand his strange behavior all of a sudden.

As you and All Might stood there, staring at one another in confused, shocked silence, Aizawa made his way up to the two of you, finally joining in on this conversation with a look of pity flashing across his face as he looked at you. “Y/n…” He muttered, pointing towards All Might with a look of pure secondhand embarrassment as he did so. “All Might is Toshinori, you idiot.”

You froze at your friend’s words, unable to process what he had said and what it meant for you.

“...They’re the same person?” You managed to squeak out eventually, eyes blown wide in shock as you failed to say anything else. As if on cue, All Might took that as his cue to transform back into his smaller form, the blush on his face only growing brighter as he was unable to meet your awestruck gaze.

Suddenly everything made sense to you, why you never knew what Toshinori’s quirk or hero name was, why you never saw him and All Might together.

Why everyone had gone so silent, and why the atmosphere was now BEYOND tense.

Toshinori could see the realization hit you, however, alongside a wave of shame upon realizing you had just confessed your crush on him right to his face. So, before you could let your embarrassment consume you and run off, he took your firm, strong hand in his, gently linking your fingers together as he gave you a wobbly smile.

“Don’t worry, Y/n. I like you too.” He told you, sincerity flowing through his voice despite the shyness of being watched by all of your coworkers in that moment. “I’ve been attracted to you ever since I first saw you, you’re so strong and your quirk is amazing. I just can’t… I cant believe you like me, in this form. Not as all Might, but just… me.”

He sounded so stunned, so amazed that you could possibly like him for him rather than for All Might, that all your doubts instantly washed away and you leaned over to press a kiss to the shy man’s cheek to reassure him. You wanted to lift him in your arms right then, to pick him up and show off just how strong you were for him and make him a flustered mess right that moment, but you decided to save that for later. You didn’t want to make the poor man combust, after all. “It’s always been you, Toshinori. I’ve liked you ever since I came here.” You told him, neither of you able to wipe the lovesick grins off your faces at this point. “This was definitely not how I planned on confessing to you, but…” You paused, looking around to see that your coworkers' expressions had shifted from ones of pity to looks of endearment and encouragement. “If it means I get to go out on a date with you, I suppose I can live with the embarrassment.”

“That sounds like a wonderful idea, Y/n.” Toshinori replied immediately, beaming from ear to ear as the two of you made your way to a table further in the back of the staff lounge to discuss plans for your first date away from the prying, nosy looks of your fellow co-workers. As embarrassed as you were about the whole situation, you were thankful that none of them had stepped in and stopped you from embarrassing yourself due to your misconception. If they had, you may never have had the chance to go on a date with the man you’ve admired since you first set foot into this school, so you said a silent thank-you to each of them as you and Toshinori began ironing out the details fo your first date.

Request - Anonymous said: said: Drabble for Toshinori Yagi please? I like the skinny French fry man 😆 Maybe for a new teacher at UA who started at the same time as him, and she's got a blade quiork. She's tall, and has a build sorta like Nana(she's a muscle queen. love her). She's got a crush on skinny Yagi(small might), and she ends up gushing/confessing to fellow teacher All Might about her crush on him(small might), not knowing that they are the same person. Please and thank you!

A/N: …Sorry, this was NOT supposed to be this long lol. I know these are supposed to just be drabbles, but this idea was really fun and I ended up getting just a bit carried away lol. I had a lot of fun writing this though, it was such a cute idea and I’ve been wanting to write more for the pro-heroes lately! I’m sorry I didn’t get to add more about the reader’s quirk that you requested, I just wasn’t sure how to work it in naturally but if you’d like me to write a follow-up including more hero-related things, I can totally do that too! I hope you guys enjoy this lol, if you have any requests my inbox is open so feel free to send them in! :D

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helluva-simper · 3 months

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My form....

“Hey, babe. Are you okay? You’ve been in there for a while.” Aizawa gets no answer. “Please. At least tell me you’re okay.” He sighs, getting no response. “I just want to warn you I’m coming in.” He waits for a moment before coming in.

He walks in to see Y/n in her demon form. Her horns were curled up to cover her ears, two little fangs hung out her mouth, but the thing that worried Shita was she had her knees against her chest in the corner with stained tears on her face.

“Kitten, wha-” “Go away. I don’t want you to see me like this.” She said, Her voice was deep and her eyes were dark red. “I don’t care what you look like. Kitten, just tell me what’s wrong.” He said as he was crouching down putting her hair around her ear. She looked at the ground like she didn't want to say anything.

"Hey, Shota, Y/n! I'm home- what is going on?" The number one hero known as All Might and Toshinori said to come into the bathroom. "I want to know the same thing." Aizawa said, looking at me as she stayed quiet. Toshinori comes to her back and hugs her. Y/n couldn't hold back. She bursted into tears in Shota's chest. Toshinori was surprised that that happened but tried to help by rubbing my back as Aizawa said comforting words like, 'it's alright' and 'don't worry. You're safe with us.'

As Y/n calmed down Shota asked again. "Can you tell us why you were crying?" Toshinori pulled her on his lap as she said, "I-I-I just...." She looked around to see that Aizawa's eyes were filled with worry. "Dear, it is okay. We wouldn't judge you for anything like this. If you're ready, you can tell us." Toshinori said, hugging her tighter. "I just wish I was born with anything but this. I've always been side eyed or made people cry because of this quirk. I wonder how you two could even love m-." Toshinori turns her around and kisses her. "I say you look lovely in that form." He said. "And, babe. You have saved thousands with that quirk and if people don't appreciate you well, they don't deserve to even be noticed by you." Shota said as he kissed the back of your neck.

Y/n's face lit up bright red. She smiles at Shota. "That's the beautiful smile I've been waiting for." Toshinori said as Shota smiled. "How about we go to that Kobi restaurant you liked?" "In this?" She said pointing to my demon form. "It is to help you gain a confidence boost." He said pulling me out of the bathroom.

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toshinoris-spouse · 11 months

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This is your (not-so) daily reminder to hug your world's Toshinori Yagi, because you are worthy of his respect, love, and affection, and he cannot live without your respect, love, and affection in turn.

#toshinori yagi x reader #toshinori x y/n #all might x y/n #all might x reader #i will take your hand and/we'll rise up from the dust/standin' up/everybody's gonna see it | toshinori yagi/all might #you're my call home/sayin' it's more than love | my imagines

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samalong1 · 7 months

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Collecting

All might x middle age reader

If your dating all might before he became a hero you'll probally have merch that goes for hundreds or thousands and not know it because

1.all might probally woudnt look into his celebrity and fan base, of course he doesn't dislike them he'll take photos and sign stuff but won't actively get into the fan culture (besides the internet is scary)

2.you already have all might why woukd you need to go on forums and listing for figures and such when the real thing is in your bed married to you

So sometimes he'll casually give you gifts from launches over the many years

So often then not you'll be wearing a ultra rare t shirt to do the dishes that a fan wpuld have in a frame on the wall

This caused many double glances when someone is doing a old toy drive and you casually drop in a young age figure from when he first gained popularity and started having figures made of him but it was just a old toy sitting in a storage department (some lucky all might kid got it and made their Christmas:) )

Of course he treasures some the first few merch items he has for memories but as eras went they lost their speciality but if course if you wanted to collect his merch he'd support it and would probally bring you some stuff as gifts

Just put them up in your office or room he doesn't use he gets creeped out with pictures of his face everywhere

Also if your charitable you probally sunk the value and demand for some rare items by donating them to toy or clothes drives and online fans are hotly debating how items they'd kill for are showing up at these drives

Probally a few pictures of you wearing your dish washing t shirt online

#all might x reader #yagi toshinori #toshinori yagi x y/n #yagi toshinori x reader #all might x y/n

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keepingupwithkarasuno · 11 months

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Requested by: Anon

Hello Anon! I’m glad you enjoy my blog! That makes me so happy! Here’s your edit I hope you enjoy it and continue to send in request!

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hydroj1ns · 1 year

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all might boobs

18+ (big) all might x gn! reader; as in the title, nipple clamps, no penetration, reader is kinda dom (but it switches up at the end), boobs, lactation mention (im going crazy), breasts, not proofread

He’s never had his nipples sucked before; its a foreign feeling to him. At first, it doesn’t really make him feel anything, its really just for your pleasure. But then you pull out the vibrating nipple clamps, the red rubber handles unworn and still shiny. They clamp down hard onto his cute brown nubs and he flinches, surprised and wondering where the hell you got these. They hurt, but in a good way. His cheeks grow warm as you use the remote to turn the vibration to its medium setting.

You sit up from the mattress and grab some handcuffs from the bedside drawer. You guide him to adjust so that his hands are pinned to the bedframe from the wrist restraints and his bulky body is sitting and positioned at a 120 degree angle. As you grab some extra pillows to prop up behind his back so that he’s comfortable, he senses that you’re leaving and asks, “where are you going?”

“I’m going to do some work at the office for a bit, dunno when I’ll be back,” you reply, shrugging noncommittally. “but when I come back, I’d better see that you’re still cuffed to the bed.” Sweetly, you add, “okay, honey?” with a smile.

Yagi gives you a nervous smile back, the heat rising in his cheeks and beads of sweat starting to form at the back of his neck. The vibrating continues as you close the bedroom door behind you.

Little does he know though, that you simply relocated to the guest bedroom next door, taking the remote with you. you turn on your web-drama, earbuds in so that he doesn’t know you’re still in the house. Twenty minutes into the episode, you decide to increase the vibration of the nipple clamps from the remote laying next to you, effectively turning it to its highest setting. Removing your earbuds and pressing your ear to the wall, you hear strained grunts through the walls. With a growing smirk on your face, you think, how cute.

After you finish your drama, you return to Yagi and are immediately greeted by the sign of his handsome face contorted into one of desperation and neediness. His mouth is open and there is drool escaping the corner of his mouth. His head is slouched against the pillows that were once behind his back. Proud, you notice that the clamps are still securely fastened to his nipples. He looks absolutely ruined. Your eyes trail down his well-sculpted torso and finally arrive at his crotch. The tent in his sweatpants is unmistakable, and so is the large wet spot at the tip of it.

You feel his eyes follow your every move as you make your way towards the bed and crawl towards his figure. You take your time appreciating him as your hand starts against the top of his sternum and moves down the in-between of his pecs. The cold of your fingers against his warm skin make him shiver. You gently tug on one of the nipple clamps, drawing a startled whimper from the man. The smirk on your face is impossible to hide as you move your face closer to his and feel the warmth in his pants. Your hand continue this appreciation down his defined abs until finally you’re at the waistband of his joggers, making his breath hitch.

He looks up at you through his long blonde lashes with his cerulean eyes that you adore so much. He begs silently like this, like he isn’t the strongest man in the world (you are his weakness).

All Might always wins. Your hands slowly unwrap this tantalizing present in front of you. His cock strains against the black material of his boxers, and you take your finger to swipe at the substance gathering at the tip. He holds your gaze as you bring the finger to your mouth and taste the tangy precum on your tongue. If his face couldn’t get redder, it does now.

Impatient now, you strip down the boxers confining the girthy cock that immediately springs up and slaps against his abdomen, leaving some residue on the skin there. He hisses, feeling the cold air.

You almost drool at the sight, but manage to maintain your composure. Feeling merciful, you wrap both your hands around the length and begin jerking him. Your index finger teases his slit drawing a deep groan from him, “so good...”

Your eyes never leave his face, gauging every slight reaction from the huge man. You yank the vibrating clamps off his nipples and he knocks his sweaty forehead against yours, suddenly releasing all over your hands.

His sticky forehead leaves yours and open-mouthed, he kisses your mischievous smile. You open your mouth to meet his warm tongue, feeling his tired huffs. You break from each other and grin at him. You hear wood splinter and metal chains snap as you are pushed down into the soft mattress and suddenly, you are looking up at Yagi’s own smirk, “We aren’t done here.”

I guess some pleasures can be learned.

(RAHHHHH)

notes: elp i can’t stop thinking about yagi’s huge tits like bruh (im losing it) I WANT TO BURY MY FACE IN THERE SO BAD grrrrr i need to motorboat it and suckle on it i just know milk would come out and it would taste so good and creamy (me personally i would dribble it into my coffee thats just me tho)

#yagi toshinori x reader #yagi toshinori #all might #all might x you #all might x reader #all might x y/n #bnha x male reader #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n #bnha x gender neutral reader #mha x male reader #mha x reader #x male reader #mha x you #bnha x trans reader #bnha x gn!reader #hydroj1ns thirsts

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ryry-rebel · 10 months

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A Whole New World Mission

All Might x Reader

This was requested. I really hope you liked this! Thank you so much for the request!

My Masterlist -> Masterlist

Synopsis- The mission had been complete. The evil royal vizier, All For One had been captured, completely stripped from his powers, ever rotting in the Cave of Wonders. However, this has left newfound prince Toshinori Yagi and princess y/n to create new missions and adventures of their own. But this mission had to have been the greatest of them all.

Warnings- Smut. If you do not feel comfortable with reading sexual material, please click off this chapter now.

Pronouns- she/her the reader is female

Content- 18+ MDNI, Oral male receiving, bondage, gags, public humiliation, orgasm denial

Word Count- 3,193

Note- This is an AU, (alternate universe) which takes place in the movie Aladdin. I do not own the movie or its characters, and I don't own the MHA characters either. I do however, own the plot of this story. Also, in this story, you are Gran Torino's daughter.

In the city of Argabah, the city of mystery, of enchantment, there once lied a great evil. An evil so grave it turned the city upside down.

But, no one had to fear any longer as the city of Argabah had been saved from the wrath of the evil royal vizier, All For One. All For One had manipulated anyone who came across his path, using his snake staff to hypnotize his victims. But justice was served to him on a golden platter, leaving him to rot in the Cave of Wonders, stuck inside a genie lamp for all eternity.

A lone boy, a diamond in the rough, a street rat, with only his monkey Abu to show, had rescued both the Sultan and the princess.

The peace and order of Argabah had been restored.

In the end, the rightful Sultan, Sorahiko Torino, regained his rightful place on the throne.

This leaving Toshinori Yagi, the new prince of Argabah and the princess, y/n, to discover the world.

They adventured off, traveling to new cities, seeing all the sights of the magnificent new world. They would lay awake for countless nights as they gazed upon the stars that lit up the dark sky, sharing a few chaste, yet passionate kisses as the newfound duo enjoyed to bask in the breathtaking reality of it all.

Each new adventure gave them a new mission to accomplish.

However, none of the missions given could have compared to the first, but each one gave them new opportunities to explore, new paths to choose, each one leading in a different direction.

The mission of a lifetime had already been complete, all except one.

There was a new mission that y/n desired to accomplish, one that would leave Toshinori distraught and frenzied...

The sun was ablaze, resting high in the sky, warming up the day as the commonfolk of the city wandered about, trading their precious goods and foods. The city of Argabah was bustling at all times of day, never a dull moment. Herds of sheep, horses, and other livestock wandered about, their owners anxiously awaiting the grand profit to come.

The city was alive, readying to celebrate the engagement of young y/n and the Sultan to be, prince Toshinori.

The city was not only bustling with excitement and chaos, but the castle was as well. Food of different varieties had to be prepared. Clothing tailored specifically to the royal members had to be sewn. Decorations had to be finalized and hung.

There was just so much more to do with such little time, and y/n needed a break from it all.

Traveling from city to city on a flying carpet can make one very tired. Being back home at the castle was just what she needed. She needed to rest her tired bones, possibly soak in a hot bubble path. Petting her tiger, Rajah, was one way miss Torino liked to de-stress.

But alas, being the sultana to be, she could never escape her royal obligations.

She knew during the peak of day, at noon, the handmaiden, Nemuri would come to her room to fetch her. The perfect top and harem pants had to be sewn by the seamstress Uwabami, and time was of the essence.

Y/n's father, and the new royal vizier would surely come to pay her a visit at some point as well.

Oh, it was all too easy. This glorious busy day, filled with tasks that needed her urgent attention, made it all too easy.

Her new mission would have to be accomplished today, as there is no better day. The interruptions from the young girl's father and the others would serve a great purpose...

Y/n leaned on the grand staircase that spiraled down to the first floor as she desperately waited for her lover's arrival. It would be noon soon, in exactly thirty minutes and time waits for no one.

Her plan must be put in motion before the clock strikes 12. But she didn't have to wait any longer.

There, at the bottom of the staircase, stood Toshinori, looking quite dapper in his purple waistcoat, harem pants, red fez cap, and his clean-shaven face. Not a hair of stubble in sight.

Y/n's heart skipped a beat as she descended the stairwell, as her lover's arms awaited her.

Toshinori was hit with an overwhelming feeling of joy and happiness as he watched his partner fly into his waiting arms. Abu that sat upon his shoulder, was also overjoyed for the young prince.

The wide smiles all-around said enough.

Y/n couldn't stay in his arms long, despite her heart's yearning. She had a plan which was resting on a thin timeline. She needed to strike when the iron was hot.

Breaking the embrace, she lightly grabbed Toshinori's hand and began to pull him up the gigantic, spiraling staircase. A look of excitement and uncertainty crossed Toshinori's god-like features.

He felt compelled to follow the princess, even without a proper warning of what was to come.

Halfway to princess Y/n's room, Toshinori decided to speak up, addressing his feelings of bewilderment.

"Young y/n, what have you planned today?"

Y/n did not answer as she continued the walk down the hall to her room. It was too soon, she could not spoil the fun.

Only when she had reached her room, then, and only then, did she voice her plans to the young man and her traveling companion Abu.

Y/n halted and spun on her heel to face Toshinori. Her angelic movements thrilled the young prince. Y/n entangled her fingers into Toshinori's blonde locks and pulled him down to her height, so she could whisper into his ear. Her voice was soft and enchanting as the ethereal words she spoke aroused Toshinori, a small bulge beginning to form in his pants.

"I have set up a pleasurable time for us..." Y/n paused, savoring the moment.

"To be more clear, I have arranged a bondage night." Y/n pulled back and released Toshinori's hair. His features were frozen, shock and excitement filled his entire being. Strong electrical pulses surged throughout his body, igniting his inner flame.

Mixed emotions circled around the hallway; the tension was so thick it could not be severed.

Y/n was feeling powerful and in desperate need of pleasure. Pleasure so powerful it could block out all that surrounds it. She wants to bask in the eternal feeling for as long as she could. She yearns for a distraction. A distraction that only her lover could provide.

However, pleasure was not the only thing on the young girl's agenda...

Toshinori was feeling rather needy. The tightening of his pants did not go unnoticed. But, with this feeling of need and desperation, came the feeling of uncertainty.

The princess was quite busy today, was she not?

How unsettling it would be for someone to catch him and young y/n in such an intimate situation. He had questions and quite a handful of them, but y/n was not willing to answer. Afterall, that was part of her mission...

Abu was repulsed by the entirety of this situation, and he did not wish to stick around to the end. However, not one person, neither y/n or Toshinori, noticed Abu's look of dismay as he leapt off Toshinori's shoulder and made his leave. Abu scurried down the hall, escaping from the two lovers.

Without a second thought, y/n ushered Toshinori into her bedroom. She had closed the door behind her, purposely forgetting to lock it.

Despite Toshinori's overwhelming height advantage over y/n, she was easily able to restrain him.

Y/n's slow, seductive movements made the prince unable to think on his own. His body and mind no longer in sync.

This is a dangerous game to play Toshinori thought. The possibility of being caught shook him to the bones. However, Y/n did not agree.

Princess Y/n found the idea of being caught in such a private situation quite rousing. The thought made her pussy tremble and contract. In fact, she had found it so thrilling that she had orchestrated the whole thing!

When the sun was at its highest point in the sky, at exactly noon, her father, followed by Endeavor, and Nemuri, would come knocking on her door.

Oh, how y/n could not wait to see how this wonderous scene would play out.

Toshinori would have to remain silent, even through the immense pleasure he was going to feel. If not, he would run the risk of being caught in the nude.

Oh, how incredibly intriguing was that!

"Young Torino, do you not have royal obligations that need you-" Toshinori's protests were cut off mid sentence. Y/n had captured his lips in an intense, needy kiss. Their lips molded together as their tongues danced. Toshinori's body weakened and relaxed. He was in a state of pure bliss. Kissing y/n like this had made his prior concerns seem so insignificant now. Y/n moaned into the kiss as she began to take off Toshinori's purple waistcoat. Toshinori pulled back as he gazed into y/n's ravenous eyes. His face was flushed from embarrassment and need. Through hooded eyes, y/n placed a finger gently to his lips, ushering him to be silent. Toshinori nodded slowly, complying with her every demand. Removing her finger, y/n mouthed the word "undress", as she walked away, heading to the sofa that sat in the left corner of the room by the terrace.

The terrace that was just barely conceded. Only a thin piece of fabric hung down, allowing any passersby to hear Toshinori's desperate cries.

Only, they would never hear his cries, y/n had made preparations.

Bending down, she picked up the plentiful amount of silk ropes, enough to keep her strong prince in place, and a piece of thick cloth that was going to serve as a gag.

With items in hand, y/n walked to the right side of the room and stood in front of the bed.

Her bed that was only concealed by light fabric that acted as a canopy.

If someone was to stare long enough, they could most definitely see what was behind the fabric.

This worked perfectly.

Dropping the items onto the soft, silk sheets, y/n beckoned for her lover to come; he understood and trekked over to the waiting princess.

A now nude Toshinori stood present, his eyes never meeting Y/n's. Y/n's eyes glossed over his muscular body, stopping near his nether regions. Her eyes were plastered to his groin, taking in the beauty in front of her. Y/n could never recuperate from the sight of his girthy cock. His dick was thick, any woman would be left satisfied and begging for more. He was of normal size, but the way Toshinori used his physical-fit body to his advantage made Y/n grovel.

But not tonight. She would not allow herself to succumb to Toshinori.

Sparing not a second longer, the young girl pushed Toshinori onto the bed.

Being much stronger, Toshinori could have forbidden this, but he had little to no desire to do so anymore. The thought of being caught like a deer in the headlights was not as arousing to him as it was for y/n, but it still intrigued him enough to let this affair run its course.

Toshinori toppled onto the sheets as his lover picked up the restraints and began to bind his limbs.

She started with his hands, restraining them to the bed posts. She double knotted all of the knots she made, ensuring Toshinori would not be able to escape his binds.

Lots of extra rope was needed to keep him in place due to his immense size and strength.

Then, y/n moved into his feet, wrapping the rope gently around his ankles before pulling it tight. Toshinori tensed at the feeling before relaxing again.

His curiosity was overwhelming now, his pants were so tight, the fabric straining. His cock ached to be touched.

He ached to feel Y/n's warm mouth around his throbbing shaft as she gave kitten licks to his swollen tip.

Would y/n give into his desires?

Y/n carefully wrapped the rope connected to Toshinori's ankles around the posts at the bottom of the bed. All of Toshinori's limbs were spread, giving the princess full asceses to his divine body. Y/n licked her lips, an insatiable hunger growing inside her, and grabbed the thick cloth that remained on the bed. The young girl made her way to the side of the bed, bringing the cloth up to Toshinori's mouth.

"Be still" was all the girl said before stuffing Toshinori's mouth full. The bed began to rock as the prince flailed his limbs around recklessly. Y/n pulled the gag hard, ordering her prince to be silent.

"We wouldn't want people to hear you now, would we?" Y/n asked in a shushed tone. A tone so enchanting it lulled Toshinori to comply with her demand.

Y/n finished with the gag, tying it tightly, as Toshinori's body relaxed again.

"Speak" Y/n adjured.

Toshinori began to move his mouth, the gag posing quite an obstacle. The gag was thick, but not thick enough where Toshinori was not able to meet his lips with a bit of strenuous effort.

No words came out when he was ordered to speak, only muffled sounds that Y/n decided to ignore.

"Good" she cooed.

The real fun was about to begin with fifteen minutes to spare. Just the right amount of time to get Toshinori riled up and begging for more.

Slowly, y/n began to mount the bound prince, carefully settling herself on top of his groin. Y/n could feel his cock pressing against her clothed pussy. She moved back and forth slightly as she listened to her lover's exquisite moans and grunts.

Then she leaned forward, as she began massaging Toshinori's broad chest. Then she began to trail kisses down his stomach. She started at his pecks, slowly making her way down.

Toshinori balled his fists, his knuckles beginning to lose their color from the lack of blood circulation.

"Ghapt agh ouh ghing?"

Y/n lifted her head slightly as her lust-filled eyes met Toshinori's.

"I am worshipping your body..." Y/n paused before scooting her body and whispering into Toshinori's ear. The sensation of her lips hovering above his ear made his body crawl.

"Before I ravage you... Before I make your body tremble as you cum."

Toshinori's body was lit ablaze by a burning passion. A passion so big every concern, every distraction was completely drowned out.

The surrounding world no longer existed.

Y/n was his world. All of his attention was on her.

On her body as she crawled off him.

On her full, plump lips that swallowed his cock with such ease.

On her cleavage as she walked away seductively.

On her luscious body and how well her tight-fitting shirt highlighted each curve.

On her plump, rounds breasts as she pulled her top up, exposing her perfect cleavage.

On her plump thighs as she straddled his legs.

On her captivating e/c eyes as she looked at him one last time before slowly taking his cock.

Y/n grabbed the base of his sizeable cock and began to stoke it. Her pace was slow, painfully slow. Toshinori was an impatient lad and had no issue voicing his thoughts. Rather, he tried to voice them.

"Fpleap Ount tphes."

"I am not teasing" Y/n proclaimed as she took Toshinori's cock into her mouth. Y/n kept a steady pace on the base of his shaft as she swallowed the rest. She hummed in satisfaction, the vibrations from her throat engulfed Toshinori in pure bliss.

"Mmmnpmhh."

Y/n's lips curled around Toshinori's cock. The moment was perfect for her, just as she planned.

Tik Tok...

The princess removed her mouth from Toshinori's cock, leaving him unfilled and completely at her mercy.

Tik Tok...

Toshinori began to mumble uncontrollably. The lack of warmth that Y/n's mouth provided was driving him mad.

Tik Tok...

"I can't understand your mumbling" Y/n said as she took her lovers cock one final time.

Tik Tok...

Her pace was no longer slow. She stroked the base of his cock with extreme urgency, and she bobbed her head up and down his shaft with no mercy. Toshinori was close to ecstasy as the moans that he emitted circled around the room, filling the deafening silence.

Tik Tok...

Toshinori felt a coiling tension in his abdomen. Blood rushed to his cheeks, his skin red and warm to the touch. Goosebumps littering his skin as he balled his fists tightly.

Tik Tok...

He was on the verge of a powerful orgasm as his vison became blurry, white stars blinding his sight.

Tik... Tok...

Toshinori's breath was ragged as his vision suddenly became clear again, the stars fading away into oblivion. The feeling of ecstasy was suddenly ripped from his grasp as his body no longer burned. The euphoric sensation was just beyond his fingers, just a hair too far to reach.

Toshinori's eyes landed on Y/n. She was no longer on top of him and her top was no longer pulled up. She was up on her feet as she began closing the fabric that hung from around her bed.

Y/n looked back at Toshinori's pleading eyes as she gently placed a finger to her lips, once again ushering him to be silent.

Toshinori began to speak loudly, but all that came out was inaudible muffled sounds.

Then came the faint voices. Toshinori was silenced immediately, the feeling of uncertainty came rushing back to him.

Just beyond the fabric that hung loosely around her bed, stood the princesses father, Sorahiko, the new royal vizier, Endeavor, and miss Torino's handmaiden, Nemuri.

All three of the palace members began to bombard Y/n with questions, questions regarding her upcoming engagement.

However, poor Toshinori had realized something was not quite right with the princess's behavior.

She wasn't ashamed nor bashful, not even a hint of blush shown on her plump cheeks.

She was unbothered, her tranquil gaze never meeting Toshinori's.

She kept a level head when speaking to her guests, almost as though she expected them.

The princess was always quite skillful, never truly breaking character, but in this situation, it would be quite a difficult task to remain placid.

Toshinori also observed strange behavior from Sorahiko. The Sultan of Argabah was quite perceptive, despite his age. So, it did not take young Y/n's father long to spot the distressed Toshinori lying behind the fabric.

Sorahiko could not make out details, but that did not make this situation any less embarrassing.

Mixed emotions ran through the Sultan's blood.

Rage.

Discomfort.

Most importantly, disgust.

The Sultan did not fancy seeing his daughter’s lover in the nude.

However, the princess's father was a humble man, and his decision not to allude the others to Toshinori's presence made the prince feel upmost respect.

So, as Toshinori sat as quiet as a mouse as to not draw any more attention to himself, Y/n could not help but smile. A small dishonest smile that had gone undetected by everyone in the room.

Her plan had worked, her new mission was complete.

Her mission to leave Toshinori sexually frustrated and embarrassed...

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Hi there I have been thinking about this since the morning An All Might x Jessica Bunny s/o that will be an amazing duo you know

[ So I've never actually seen Who Framed Roger Rabbit, but I still know who Jessica Bunny is. What I didn't know is that she's married to Roger Rabbit, but I should have connected the dots on that one. That rabbit scored one hot-ass wife. Speaking of asses, mine finally got around to making a new banner for Toshinori, I think it looks pretty good. ]

"Of course, thank you for calling the All Might agency. Have a good day," you purred into the phone before hanging up and turning back to Mirai Sasaki aka Sir Nighteye. He had dropped by in hopes to see Toshinori, who was due back from a mission any moment.

You could feel his eyes burning a hole through you but pushed it off as him finding your extremely low-cut shirt intensely attractive or intensely offensive. Meanwhile, he was dressed in his usual gray office suit with gold buttons, a white dress shirt, and a red tie that had annoying white dots across it.

You weren't self-conscious about your appearance. In fact, you felt a sense of freedom being able to dress in what others viewed as "revealing" clothing. Of course, this also meant that others would make prejudiced comments about you despite the fact that you were loyal to only one man.

Said man happened to be Toshinori Yagi, otherwise known as All Might. Yes, the number one hero in Japan. "Mr. Nighteye sir," you said with a slightly pouty lip. "Why don't you take a seat, he'll be here in a few moments," you suggested, standing up and gesturing to the nearby seats.

However, he didn't respond to your words, rather he placed his hands on top of your desk and leaned down. He was a fairly tall man and you grew a little uneasy when he proceeded to bring his face just inches away from yours. A cold and serious glance was in his eye.

"I find it peculiar that All Might would choose a romantic partner like you," Mirai was a logical individual and thought nothing of speaking his mind, but his blunt statement had you speechless. You could do nothing but stare at him with wide eyes and a dropped jaw.

Your desk was located a short distance from the entrance of the agency, and you could hear whenever those thick glass doors slid open. You closed your mouth, leaning over some to look past Mirai to see Toshinori.

His quirk was still activated and you noticed that his hero suit had some dirt on it, but was otherwise fine. No rips or tears to be seen. "I am here!" he enthusiastically said, flashing his signature smile that quickly faded when he noticed you and Mirai.

Particularly he noticed that his old friend was bent over and just a little too close to you for his liking. He cleared his throat and tried his best to force another smile. "Hello old friend!" he announced walking over to the two of you.

"Uh..." you tried to step away from Mirai, but Toshinori placed his hand on your shoulder ensuring you couldn't go anywhere. "It's been quite some time!" he said with a hearty laugh, hoping that the two of you wouldn't be able to notice just how off he was feeling at the moment.

"Hm?" you looked at Toshinori when he tightened his grip on your shoulder. He remained smiling, but you noticed it wasn't as genuine as usual. "All Might..." Mirai replied, grasping his chin. "That's a new suit," he quickly pointed out, being able to recall every suit the man had worn up until now.

"Ah, you noticed," he said, tilting his head back and laughing yet again. "I should not expect anything less from one with such great attention to detail!" he declared proudly before pulling you roughly against him.

You looked at him surprised, usually, he wasn't like this. So why...suddenly everything clicked. 'Wait...is he jealous?' you thought, covering your mouth to silence any snickers that threatened to come because of this newfound information.

'I wonder how jealous I can make him...' you thought, glancing between him and Mirai as their conversation continued. "I'll send you the information tomorrow, it's late and I can't fall behind on my paperwork," he said, reaching up to push his glasses back into their proper position on the bridge of his nose.

Toshinori nodded and exclaimed, "Very well! I trust you will have a good night my old friend," which made you smirk. 'It's showtime,' you thought, pushing your hand against Toshinori's chest. "Hm?" he looked down, yet again becoming uneasy as you approached Mirai.

"Yes," you purred, looking up at the man before stepping close and pressing your chest against his. You almost chuckled when you felt his body stiffen in response and despite wanting to look over your shoulder to see Toshinori's reaction, you weren't finished with your performance yet.

"Goodnight and stay safe," you reached up, sliding your hand over his cheek. Then, and only then did you look over your shoulder. Toshinori had his arms crossed with a visible frown, but you turned your head back when Mirai pulled your hand away from his face.

"Mmhm," he responded, not exactly thrilled that you touched him. But out of his respect for All Might, he refused to scold you. "I'll be in your office if you need me," you said, turning to Toshinori with a smile. He said nothing, but you swore you heard the faintest growl in his throat.

While odd, this didn't stop you from walking over to the elevator, and when you pushed the button to the top floor you looked up to see Toshinori staring directly at you. More than likely your little performance worked, and once the doors closed you couldn't help but laugh.

Yes, you were loyal but that didn't mean you couldn't have a little fun pushing your lover's buttons. Once in his office, you walked over to his desk and grabbed your stashed bottle of wine. Toshinori didn't drink much, but on occasion would sip on a glass of wine with you.

You enjoyed the minor burning sensation going down your throat and walked over to the window wall, noticing that the sun was setting. You couldn't help but smile at the red, orange, and yellow hues that painted the sky.

"Hm?" you turned your head when the sound of the elevator came and took another sip of wine. When those doors opened, you watched Toshinori practically stomp down the hallway with an almost angry glare.

"Oh..." you laid one hand on your hip, surprised that he closed the door gently as opposed to slamming it shut. Then in a poof of smoke, he deactivated his quirk and returned to his standard form. He coughed a few times before walking over to you.

Even in his standard form, much like Sir Nighteye, he towered over you. Taking another sip, you looked at Toshinori and held the glass up to him. You fluttered your eyelashes and brought one finger to your mouth, gently biting it. "Do you want a sip?" you asked in a slightly seductive manner.

His reaction was about what you expected, he narrowed his eyes before taking the glass away from you and placing it on the nearby table. Then he grabbed your shoulders and pulled you toward him. "What was that about?" he asked, his heroic persona gone.

"What was what about?" you asked, playing dumb for now. He frowned and tightened his grip on your shoulders. He trusted you, and while you may have your own...strange taste in clothing and mannerisms, you would never cheat on him or break his heart, right?

Still, he couldn't help but feel jealous when others were near you, when they tried to flirt with you, hell even when they looked at you a certain way. Yes, he knew this wasn't how a hero should act or feel. But he was possessive, you were his and he'd make damn sure not to lose you.

"Huh?" he snapped out of his paranoid thoughts when he felt your shoulders moving, followed by the sound of your laughter. He furrowed his brow, clearly confused by your behavior. "Awe, I'm not that bad...am I?" you replied, finding his reaction more amusing than anything.

After your laughter died down, you reached up to cup both sides of his face. You watched his eyes glance down before returning to your face. "You always manage to make me laugh," you said with a soft smile, letting your thumbs run across his cheekbones.

"Oh?" he replied, watching you nod in response. "I see..." he glanced away and you felt a certain tension fill the air. Then, the sound of his laughter came. "Is something funny?" you replied, watching him shake his head.

"If you truly think you're bad, or a villain..." he paused, looking at you with a certain glance that you had seen in many many others. You couldn't help but smile, even as he proceeded to push you against the window wall. Placing one hand above your head, and the other on your hip to pull you against him.

You tried your best to keep your composure when he leaned down and whispered into your ear. "Perhaps I'll show you what a hero does when faced with a villain like you," your breathing came to a halt seconds later when you felt him leave feather kisses along your ear.

Then he leaned back, laughing yet again. A few seconds passed and when he turned his attention back on you there was a playful smile on his face. How much you trusted that smile was debatable, but your heart accelerated when he grasped your chin and leaned forward, roughly pressing his lips against yours.

#toshinori x reader #all might x reader #toshinori x you #all might x you #toshinori x y/n #all might x y/n #bnha x reader #bnha x you #bnha x y/n #faulty writes: toshinori yagi #faulty writes: toshinori yagi: one shot

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