#dilf!toshi

[sim-patelle]

Overnight story

Dilf! Ushijima x Reader (afab)

Smut! MDNI!

Word count: 4.6k

+ : age gap (reader in their 20s, him in his 40s), rough play, breast play, obvious flirting, overstimulation, passing out, very little degradation, very little to little praising, mentioning of creampie, hot body, Ushijima Wakatoshi (god this man..)

"Wow I'm so glad for you! Honestly I couldn't endure it seeing you guys almost fucking right on the spot" you said to your friend, congratulating her that she got engaged, finally. "And it's really Alright if I'm there too?" you ask.

She was having a meet over with her family and her partners, and you got asked to give her company while they announce their love once again and celebrating it.

"Yes you gotta come, otherwise I can't stand my parents silent-treating each other all the time" she jokes around, while you try to remember her dad, wondering if you have ever met him...

You arrived at her house, lightly dressed up with a black dress and a see-through white blouse over your shoulder, keeping you a bit warm, having some exchange clothes with you in your Bag. She saw you through the windows and opened the door, hugging you tight. "You're good in time!" she adds a sentence whispering in your ear "my parents are already annoying" and smiles innocently. As you stepped into the quite big house, you already got greeted by 3 faces. Her family.

Her mother hugs you light as a greeting "Oh y/n I haven't seen you for a long time! You look good!" she says, admiring your looks and clothes. You thanked her for the compliment and looked at your friends brother, already knowing him. He gives you a slight smile and holds out his hand. With a comfort in your chest, you took his head and greeted him with exchanging some words. He's not much of a talker.

You feel a light gaze upon you while talking with him, a gaze that let you feel lightly uncomfortable. As you were done chattering, a tall man with olive eyes looks at you.

"Ushijima Wakatoshi, it's a pleasure to meet you" he says calm, with a deep voice that let you feel something deep down. You weren't expecting such an attractive man as her father, and he quite fits your type too. He holds out his right hand to greet you. You took his hand, noticing the size of it, but looked into his eyes with a slight smile, noticing his almost perfect eyelashes.

"Y/n l/n it's a pleasure to meet you too mister". He looks you deep in the eyes, letting a mysterious gaze through you, like he would enjoy giving you all the attention there is. Would that affect you? Probably..

...

The family of your friends fiance arrived shortly after that and you had quite some good time. Eating, drinking champagne, chatting with the others but mostly listening to the others. But all the time, you felt the familiar gaze from before all the time, Wakatoshi following your movements with his eyes, not taking them off of you.

He enjoys looking at you, studying like a picture, wondering what's making it so unbreable to not gaze at it, imagining what could be under that dress of yours. He is desperate for something new. His divorce was quite a time ago, and there hasn't been anything quite after it, just some hook-ups that were not that much fun as he thought.

Quite charmed of that misterious man, you got caught, trying to examine him with his grey-greenish hair. Just now your sight wanders over his clothes. A black blouse which seems a little tight on his build shoulders, dark-grey trousers and a brown slim belt, holding his trousers up to his waist. He notices your gaze, locking your eyes at his. Your doe eyes looking into his from a distance. He raises his glass with such a little smile, only you could see, you holding yours up too, sympathizing with him and smiling back.

You would love to hear his voice once again, him speaking with his deep voice that has made a little impact on you, wanting to hear him right next to your ear.

...

The evening went on, and eventually the party went to an end. The family of the fiance went home, your friends brother drove home to his girlfriend as you found out, and your friend and his fiance went into their bedroom. Because of your long way there, you got the guestroom and (unfortunately) Wakatoshi took the couch to sleep on, his driveway also long enough just to see his daughter.

You're laying in bed, already changed clothes, but still fully awake, your mind not getting him out of your mind. Wakatoshi was admiring you and he let you know that, visibly admiring you, smiling at you when you met him, it drives you crazy. Crazy not knowing what his intentions are, what he wants to do with you.

It gave you some tickling down your lower stomach, and just imagining that his rough, big hand would stroke over this area, gives you goosebumps. Already awake and not doing anything except of scrolling through your phone, you decided to go down into the kitchen to get something to drink.

Very slowly and trying to not wake the others, you open your door and get down the stairs, not making a noise. Only a bit light down there. Through the kitchen there's a wide opening, right to the living room where he sits. Wakatoshi, watching TV. He didn't notice you, not yet.

You quietly get a glass and fill it up with water, just now noticing that he sits there, without his upper cloth, having his right arm on the sofa back, his big shoulders and his upper back being visible. Your eyes wander over his muscles moving near his neck, hearing a little sigh from him. Even that makes you feel light, just some sounds from him.

He grabs something next to his body, his shirt. The moves that he makes while getting his shirt on, turned you kinda on. Those muscles that moves around, his arms getting through that shirt, his biceps visible is getting you some tickles and not just down your abdomen.

You shook your head, getting back your mind and were about to drink out of the glass, until the head of the tall man turns to the kitchen, catching you a little embarrassed on the stop.

Unable to get out of the situation, you decided to get another glass of water, asking a little shy if he wants something to drink. He nods to your answer and you walk to him, slowly, with the glasses in your hands, and getting a bit exited, to finally talk to him a bit. You walk through the opening with the glasses and he watches you, wondering if he gets to see more tonight, than just your short pants and your white shirt. He wants to rip it off, wanting to open that bra you can see a bit through.

As you sat down slowly next to him, it's more visible that he got a big chest that now is covered. His visible jawline got a shave two days ago. He leans back, his arm resting on the back of the sofa again, looking but not watching TV.

"You also couldn't fall asleep?" he asks, looking down at you from the side. "No not really.." you answer him, a bit intimidated, wondering what he will say again with this voice of his, that makes you feel dizzy. You now see where the silence from your friends brother come from. "Why can't you sleep?" you finally ask, not bearing that silence between you. "I couldn't handle it, not being able to talk to you propably" he shoot his shot. What does he have to lose? Nothing but your company he enjoys, and he was aware of what he has done to you.

You weren't prepared to hear that out of his mouth, making you feel exited, asking yourself if you should say something. "I think so too" you say, quietly regretting those words now. "I'm sorry mister, please forget what I said" spits out of your mouth, wanting to stand up and leave of embarrassment and the fact that you feel your cheek light up a bit.

As you stand up, he grabs your arm soft to hold you back, his whole hand fitting around your forearm. The soft touch with this raw hand, got your core throb a bit, getting too excited than you should. "Don't worry, I won't make a fuzz. You can stay to my pleasure"these words coming out of his mouth, you do see a light excitement from his eyes that look through you.

Deciding to stay, you sit back down and came a bit near him. It's hard to make a move when he is full of courage that he sends out, making it almost impossible to even flirt with that older man. Wakatoshi puts his arm on the back of the sofa, kind of getting you in his space more. As you noticed you dare to take a look at him while watching TV. He awaited that and raises his eyebrows at catching you stare, having a light smirk on his face which makes him unbearable to not fuck the shit out of him.

He slowly wanders his gaze down to your chest, and back at your eyes with a smile. God you just wished for a move that he would make, which he does, surprisingly right after enjoying the view of your body.

The excitement almost overflowing in you, as he lays down his hand on your thigh, not affecting him in any way. God, he is so close to your core, that you clench your thighs a bit to supress the throb that went a bit needier.

"Is that alright with you?" such a polite man, only if you knew what he wants to do with you. Fuck you raw and good, making you cum all over his dick are the only desires he has right now, and he is close to fulfilling that dream.

You nod, making him feel more comfortable around you than he was, making him stroke your squeezable thigh with his thumb, really slowly making his way to your lose short-pants. A compliment comes from his lips.

"You looked very good in that dress. I couldn't stop looking at you" finally you made a move, still kind of afraid but it was so obvious to you that he likes you. "I noticed that, I loved your attention on me" you said. God finally he kept moving on, you thought as he leans to you, watching those eyes and lips, wanting to kiss them so bad.

"I want to give you all the attention you want" he breathes, almost touching your lips with his. Only just some inches between it... You couldn't hold back, your self-control finally went away, he waited for that moment. "please do mister.." you answer without hesitation, finally getting his lips to touch yours.

~~<3~~

Your whole body feeling hot, bursting out the lust you tried to keep in, moving along with his. His hand longing to finally touch your waist and grabbing your skin of it. Wakatoshi pulls you onto his lap, not interrupting your greedy wet kiss, turning into deep tongue kisses.

His deep voice humming while he sucked on your tongue, makes you crazy, slowly moving your hip, noticing his aroused cock inside his pants. As you weren't already wet of his touches, he slips his hand into your pants from your left leg, pleasuring your folds with slow movements.

He doesn't want to pleasure himself with you, he wants you to have an unforgettable rough sex with him, not wanting anything else but his dick after that. You break the tongue kiss, watching his hands in your panties, knowing exactly what he does and you can't hold back a slight moan.

"I can't let you be louder than that, otherwise they're gonna wake up" toshi says under his excited breath, longing for your pussy, but keeping it patient. He focuses on your throat now, slowly giving you some of the roughness by biting your collarbone and moving his lips up, placing wet kisses all over the side. Fuck, you thought, already so close to cumming on his fingers and he was just caressing your folds, his wet fingers full of your juice enter into your pussy, and it feels incredible, such a little rush but pleasuring like nothing ever was. You hiss, pulling you onto him more, and grabbing the back of his shirt.

Ruin, wanting to ruin that pretty back was your thought.

You pulled of his shirt, which was kind of hard while getting the full menue of getting fucked with fingers, and hold yourself onto his back, slowly scratching it with your nails. Some little whimpers come out of your mouth and as he started scissoring you, your moan got concealed by wakatoshis hand, while you finally cum on his other one, as you couldn't endure all that pleasure down there.

Your pussy wrenching it all out, sucking his fingers into it more, got him turned all up, ready to make you feel so good. Slowly taking out his fingers, holding them infront of your scrunched up face. "Was that you?" he asked in such a deep voice, it vibrates in your brain. "yes mister..."

What a lovely name to call him, bringing his control to the edge, especially hearing that out of your mouth. It drives him crazy, wanting to fill your hole up more with his cock. He helps you out of your shirt, him finally seeing that bra of yours for a short time, just to open it again, wanting to see every inch of your body.

"Stand up and take off your pants" he says with his eyes on your breasts, that would fit perfectly in his hands. As you do with a little struggle to keep yourself up, his eyes glances down, looking at his art of you with a slight smile. Seeing you being wet all of his doings with just one hand, is such a view to him.

He wanted you to come back on his lap, feeling the throb of your pussy for him, but you decide otherwise. You want to pleasure him too, giving him something he wouldn't expect.

Getting on your knees, you open his legs and pull down his pants. He looks at you seductively, waiting for you to go on, you hold up for a second and admire his length, overall a bit over average but it's gonna fill you up so good.

Taking your breasts around it, to give him some stimulation is a good idea. You start to move them around his cock, seeing how he lays back his head, enjoying your doings. God your sight of him wants you to cum again, and his little hums that turn into some grunts give you a little kick, finally wanting to hear more of him, his deep voice.

His cock starts to twitch, close to cover your tits with his cum, he stops you as his hand grabs your chin lightly. "Don't. Come sit on it." he says under his little breaths, that would enter your mouth soon again. You stand up and move your cunt right over his dick, hesitating at first, unsure of how fast he would go.

Wakatoshi holds you at your hips, getting some help. His large hands almost could hold you alone like that.

"Go on" he commands as he watches you dead in the eyes, giving you a shiver down your spine, almost doing it immediately.

You get down, only just taking his tip and you are already feeling full, feeling his cock. Going to the half, it already hurts a bit, stretching you lightly, but it turns to a pleasuring pain you want to get more of.

As you arrived at his crotch, you hissed in deep, full of him and feeling his veins so intense already brings you to an orgasm already, whining through that pain. You wouldn't know that you were so sensitive for him, already having your first orgasm.

"mister I- fuck I'm sorry..." you apologize under this pain turning into a pleasure. He feels your clenching insides, getting him more aroused. "you're taking my dick good. Don't worry, I will handle the rest" and he immediately starts moving you up and down, getting out full of you and letting you down full on his length.

Tooking you by surprise, you almost scream out his name, but he could stop you with his tongue getting into your mouth once more. Only this one move is enough for him, to get more interested in you.

The only thing you can do to express your pain is by scratching his back. Your hands under his arms, reaching out to it and holding you with your fingernails, leaving some marks and getting 'toshi to grunt into your mouth. The artwork of yours looks so good in his back, and surely as he moved your body up and down, the longer those scratches will stay.

His sweat already is wandering down his back, getting his body even warmer. Him moving you up and down all the time took him to the edge and he is about to give you a creampie. How he would love so see his cum slowly wandering out of you.

Under his heavier rough breaths he got out some words. "You'll feel so good when I come into you..." And so close to getting out all what he got, a supressed moan wanders through the hand of him on your mouth. you came again, not sure if his words got an influence on that, but it was already so much pleasure to endure, as you also couldn't believe how good he let's you feel, already having your second orgasm that lasted whole 2 minutes. Surely you got his lower back red of your nails digging into his wet skin.

His twitching cock pulses into you and at the last move of putting you down, his sperm flew right out of it, warming your insides more. Your clenching walls getting out everything of his cock. Arching your back as you feel hot inside gave you the rest and you almost screamed, again held back from 'toshis hand, muffling your pleasured sound, already seeing stars and so close of passing out.

Him grunting heavily by his doings, feeling your tight pussy. Slowly his cum is dripping out of you, still having his dick in you, is making him smile light, being proud of what he has done to you.

He was the first one, to give you two or three orgasms in only one position. And he will be the only one that managed that. You feel so exhausted, your body only leaning onto his big one, but you can feel his cock getting wrapped up again.

"Haven't you done your job right?" he whispers into your ear, shortly nibbling your earlobe, already having a plan how to manage a mess like you. "No mister... I'm sorry mister..." you say exhausted, not even able to move your body right now.

Unable to predict his actions, your body is in his control now, but he waits. He waits that you earn a bit strength back, slowly stroking your head, going through your hair, holding you tight to his body. He could be considered gentle, but his impression and roughness tell otherwise.

With slow movements, you wrap your arms over his shoulder, this being his sign to go on. "hold on tight" he whispers, slowly moving up, holding you. You automatically wrap your legs around his waist but your head wasn't quite able to catch up. And in a second, he bounced you on his dick once again, moving in even further.

Your mouths already together, you moan into his mouth again, even having the feeling to melt into his sloppy kisses. Not even you didn't know that you would be so loud in one lifetime, yet your beautiful sounds that he enjoys are getting muffled by his warm lips or his hand on your swollen mouth, due to all that kissing.

Your slim walls pushing once again, gives him extra pleasure to his thickened cock. Bouncing your body while he stood up, was only the second of his list on how to fuck you, but for tonight it was the last thing.

Feeling you so tight around his dick, feeling your bouncy boobs and moving you on your arse is everything he could do to feel you everywhere, which made his cock twitchened and he came once again, letting it all out inside you, already feeling is sperm getting out around it, grunting one last time in your mouth. You would remember that grunt forever. His chest heavily moves from the exhaustion that haunts him lightly, looking at his product that he made. The view he has, still holding your body and seeing you still intertwined with him, has such an impact of him. Never thinking of looking at a more beautiful thing.

What a shame it's already over, he thinks but your whole body was tired, you exhausted and barely could keep your eyes open.

The only thing you could remember was getting brought to bed like a kid, carried like one. Only feeling some wet tissues and towels on your body. Then black... You fell asleep, while Wakatoshi took care of you. Cleaning up the living room and bringing you your clothes in the guest room.

As he was done, he came back into your room one last time to look at you, seeing you sleep so peacefully after he made you such a mess. He placed a kiss on your forehead, leaving the room with one thing in his hand. If he would've slept in the same bed as yours, there would've been speculations and you couldn't see each other ever again. He wouldn't let that happen,he is a vulnerable middle aged man.

As he got on the couch, he took the cloth out of his pockets he took of you, your underwear being in his hands, wanting to do this all day long. One little sniff and he was satisfied for the rest of the night, falling asleep on the couch, remembering the view he had from you in his dreams.

~~<3~~

The next morning, you hear some movements in the house, not quite able to assign them. You just lay in your bed, tired body and still tired mind, still trying to remember the last things from the night. As you decide to look down, you slowly stand up from the bed and stretching a bit to get a bit of the pain away that haunts you.

Climbing out of it and slowly opening the door, you see him on the stairs going up. The man that made you mess, Ushijima Wakatoshi. He noticed you on the doorframe and stopped going up, looking at you.

"the others eat breakfast, better get dressed" he says, quickly looking up and down at you, you still being naked. You speak up "I couldn't find my underwear" and as he predicted that, he gets to you, taking your hand and opening it.

This man was slightly obsessed with you and that was an understatement.

Placing his other hand on yours, giving you the underwear you searched for. Your eyes went from your hands to his face, looking up and meeting his. There's a small comfort in them now, a softer gaze than the day before, kind of hard to not lose yourself in his olive eyes. "come, get dressed and eat someting" he says with a charm in his voice, so soft yet so hot with his deep voice.

He shortly gives you a kiss on the forehead and went on going to the bathroom. You stopped him right before with your teasing words. "Missed me that much the night?" smirking to your satisfaction. Did you get him with that?

He looks back, chuckling shortly with a slight smirk. "Go dress up" he says, smiling light and disappears into the bathroom.

Wow, the short chuckle gave you little butterflies into your stomach... So attractive, you think and went into the room to get dressed.

All dressed up - with your underwear - you get down the stairs and sit down on the table where the others sit, one seat next to Wakatoshi. "Wow you slept in" says your friend, smiling to you. Quickly lying on the spot you say: "Yeah I drank a bit much champagne yesterday" and grab the juice to pour it into the glass infront of you.

As you do, a knee hits you light, not moving away from you, already knowing it's Wakatoshis. Only the little touch, not even from his hand, is making you feel comfortable, warm, maybe even a bit needy. It makes you happy, that he searches attention from you, a light smile appearing on your face.

You both shared some touches with your knees under the table as you all ate breakfast, and soon it was time to leave. Leaving your friends house, going home, not able to see him again..

With a little unsure feeling in your tummy, you pack your things in your bag, hopefully not forgetting anything. If yes, you have no shame of turning back if he would live here.

A knock on the doorframe, he stands there, leaning on it with his arm. God the marvelous sight, seeing him in that shirt, such a simple plain one, but he can style anything if it's on his body.

"Ready to leave with me?" you nod turning around and grabbing your bag, but holding in, did he say 'with me'? You look confused to him.

"I'll drive you, no talking back" he says, going away from the doorframe, longing for a short kiss and walks infront of you, ready to wait for your signal.

"okay, I can't talk back" you say, smiling at him, but is it a good time to kiss here? Well, your friend is downstairs, maybe one will satisfy your needs..

You got close to him also, your calm face awaiting his lips tells him that you also want it.

Looking at his lips was the sign to finally kiss you, he brought his hand onto your cheek, you feeling the sensation too much already and he closes your lips with his. It feels like you are on cloud 9 while getting electric shocks through your body. You lean into the kiss, he's feeling every inch of your cheek with-

"Come you guys, my mother is already away, you go now too!" you stop in shock, hearing your friends voice from downstairs. With widening eyes, you look at him moving away from your desperate lips. "We continue this another time" he whispers into your ears, making you fuzzy.

He goes down the stairs, you slowly follow, not trying to show your excitement on your cheeks.

...

"I'm gonna miss you!" Your friend says hugging you tight as a goodbye. You, laying your hands around her back. "I'm gonna miss you too, have nice holidays with him" you say and let go of her. Wakatoshi leans down to his daughter, hugging her and wishing her beautiful moments with her fiance.

You watching them, realizing that you like her dad, but he's single and you too. It felt like a match, and does she have to find out? You let that question open.

Both of you walk out of the door and wandering to his car, getting into the passenger seat, and as you watch him get into his car, you look at his thighs, now seeing that not only his back is well trained. He doesn't skip leg days.

"What city?" he asks you, answering a little late because you were.. Distracted. "xxxxxx" he looks at you, lighty having a disbelief in his eyes. "What?" you ask confused. "So we got the same destination" he answers, and also you were quite surprised but slowly replacing it with a tickling happiness in your stomach.

He starts to drive and you turned on the radio, not liking the silence when someone just doesn't turn up music while driving. It's giving you the ick.

You look out the windows but your gaze went to another thing, your thigh having a hand placed on it. It feels incredible, you had that feeling before, sure but it's always a relieving excitement wandering through your body with chills just by having his touch on your body. He notices you smiling and couldn't suppress his one, his corner of his mouth moving up.

You seem to find a pen next to you, deciding to write something on his hand. You took it, and hold down the hand with yours, writing with the other one. It sure is a spectacle, feeling his rough hands with little veins over it in yours.

He was relieved seeing your number on his hand, having some thoughts on what you guys were writing about and how he could pleasure you through the phone when he will write you...

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[natriae]

i need a continuation of dilf toshi BECAUSE I CANTT

i love dilf toshi¡!!!¡!!

I do have a part 2 coming out soon with satori's daughter and toshi but n e way to feel you now

MDNI

Dilf! Toshi who became quite the expert when it comes to fucking. He started having one nights stands just to learn and found out his body gives him quite the advantage

Dilf! Toshi that loves to take care of you and spoil you in any way

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Dilf! Toshi who books random trips to take you on just because

Dilf! Toshi who gets scared he's not doing enough

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[whoreshijima]

Dilfs 🥰🥰🥰

#Toshi I mean #Toshi is the ultimate dilf #then daichi then iwa

[gglitch1dd]

Just thinking about dilf Izuku sucking readers tits dry while she’s lactating or he helps her get rid of a clogged boob🥱

I like you, anon. I really like you.

Husband Midoriya Izuku x Wifey Reader

Warning: SMUT, parenthood, LACTATION kink, underlying breeding kink, squirting, Izuku being damn right shameless. HEAVY Praise and body worship, soft dom Izuku.

You let out a sigh as you finally undid your maternity bra. You rubbed your areola, letting out a hiss at the pain. Today seemed like an off day for you, where everything just felt wrong. Asahi had been crying all day and Toshinori was running a fever and both boys didn't want to eat anything.

This was one day you felt as though whatever could go wrong with your children was happening.

You walked out of the closet noticing your husband walk back into the bedroom. "I managed to put Asahi to bed. Seems like the poor guy had some gas he couldn't release." He explained to you, talking about your youngest out of your two boys.

You nodded with a relieved expression. "Thank you, Izu." You said softly as you moved to sit down on the bed with a frown on your face.

Izuku studied you for a moment. You were quite. He could tell that something was bothering you and after the day you both had, he couldn't blame you. He had to go for three hours to sign an important document this morning but when he came back, it's as if all hell broke loose.

"My love..." Izuku started as he walked over to where you were sitting. His eyebrows were furrowed as he watched you for another moment. He crouched down in front of you, taking your hands in his own. His big scarred hands ran over your knuckles. "Are you okay? Don't worry, Toshinori has already taken medicine and is dead asleep and I'm sure Asahi just had a bad day today. Bad days happen and it will be better tomorrow."

You let out a sigh, but nodded. "I know, honey. I know, but it was so tiresome." You let out as you leaned back closing your eyes. "You know how worried I get when Toshi gets sick. He's only three but he's so stubborn and he doesn't want to eat anything. Last time we had to take him into the emergency because he was dehydrated. And Asahi just won't drink."

Izuku raised an eyebrow at that, confused as to what you meant. "What do you mean?"

You opened your eyes as you looked at him. "I think I'm making too much milk. Toshinori always was hungry but Asahi won't even suckle for more than ten minutes at a time. It's like he gets fed up." You felt tears move to your eyes, your eyes burning as you looked down at your chest. "I feel so pent up. I can only pump so much but it hurts because it feels so heavy and there's so much I have left."

"Hey, hey, hey." Your husband let out softly as he moved to pull you into his arms as tears fell from your eyes. He moved to rub your back as he sat beside you. His large arms wrapped around you securely, putting a kiss to the top of your head. You buried your face in his chest, letting out a stuttered breath at the feeling of his warm embrace. "I'm right here, honey. I'm right here." He spoke so comfortingly that it almost made you want to cry harder. "Why didn't you tell me that you were struggling with feeding him?" He asked you softly.

You sniffed. "I didn't want to disappoint you. I handled Toshinori so well so I thought Asahi would be similar."

Izuku let out a light chuckle as he kissed the top of your head. "Remember that no child is the same, my love." He moved to look down at you, tilting your head up to look at him. He had a gentle smile on his freckled face, his green eyes were warm as he looked at you. "It isn't your fault, Y/N. You've been doing nothing wrong." He assured you.

You tried looking away from him, tears slipping down your face as you tried to control your emotions. However, his affirmation that you were doing alright and you weren't messing up made you only feel more emotional.

"Some kids just eat less than others. He's still a healthy little boy and he isn't sick or underweight. He's just not as hungry. Okay?"

"Okay."

He nodded his head, moving to kiss your lips gently. You let out a stuttered breath at the action but you nodded your head along with him. You were so glad that Izuku took all the time off that he did whenever you gave birth. You weren't sure how you would manage with a three year old and a newborn but you were so glad that he was right there alongside you.

Izuku peered down at you. "Does it hurt?" He asked. You looked up at him with a confused expression. He motioned to his pecs with a broad gesture making you giggle at his roundabout way of asking about the state of your breasts.

You nodded your head. "Yah, it does." You sniffed, nodding your head. "It's just full more than anything."

He nodded his head, understanding what you meant. He took a moment before speaking again. "Can I help?" He asked.

You felt heat go up your neck at the question. It wasn't the first time he had tasted your milk (nor would it be the last) but anytime that you or him asked never ceased to make you flustered. "Are you sure?"

He hummed with a nod of his head, a kind smile despite the lewd intentions he had. "I want to take care of you tonight." He expressed.

Without warning you, Izuku picked you up in his arms making you squeak. He chuckled before carefully moved to put his back against the headboard with you in his lap. You sat there perched on his lap as he carefully moved your shirt over your shoulders. You allowed him to, allowing him full access of your breasts.

Immediately at the sight of them, his eyes dropped away from your face. You couldn't help but chuckle at how for a few seconds, you were sure Izuku had no thoughts going on inside his head.

"Hm?" He asked, his eyes taking a second before they flicked up at you.

You shook your head. "You are such a man, Izuku."

He let out a scoff before a broad smile went to his face. "Honey, I think anyone who catches their eyes on a great set of knockers is going to stop and stare." He explained only making you giggle. "Besides, they look delicious."

"Izuku." You gave him a pointed look but you couldn't help the smile. "Don't get any bright ideas. Remember, this is only happening because of Asahi."

"And Asahi doesn't want it. Less for him, more for me."

"IZUKU!"

He chuckled as his large hands moved to gently grasp your breasts. Immediately you let out a whimper at the feelings of his grip on you. He noticed how sensitive you were, and noted that he should be careful. He gently moved to massage your breasts, gently kneading at them. You let out a breath as you tried your best not to pull back at the slight pain.

"You're right, you are quite full." He let out softly. The only reason Izuku would notice as much as he did, is because at anytime that he caught you breastfeeding he would always try to cope a feel (shameless man).

Carefully, his green emerald eyes flicked up to you. Without breaking eye contact, he leaned forward, lapping his tongue over your nipple. He was gentle as he carefully put your breast in his mouth making you clench on nothing at the intensity of his eyes.

He gently started to suck, making you hiss as you moved to grip onto his shoulders. He didn't relent, knowing that it was going to hurt before it got better. He was gentle, carefully massaging at your breast while sucking. It didn't take longer than a few seconds before the sweet drops of milk touched his tongue.

He hummed at the taste, sucking a bit harder knowing that now you were flowing. Your breaths were heavy as you sat on his lap, allowing him to drink from you. You couldn't deny that him helping you like this was damn arousing. Your husband had always put in the effort to help you as best as he could, and you were so grateful for him.

Then again, it was the least he could do for you being his wife and the mother to his children.

Izuku moved to massage your other breast, with his right hand while his left hand moved down your body. You couldn't even seem to care where his hands were going, you were just glad that the pressure you felt was finally being lifted and you felt so good at your husband's touch.

Then you jolted with a squeak and wide eyes. Izuku had what you could only identify as a smirk considering that his mouth was full. His hand had found its way down your cotton panties. His fingers moving to fiddle with your clit. Your eyebrows furrowed in faux concentration as you moved to hold onto his shoulders, trying to stabilise yourself.

It felt so good having his hands on you. His fingers always knew just how you liked to be played with and always knew just where to touch and when. The circles he rubbed into your cunt made you relax as you arched your back, pushing your chest further into his grasp.

Izuku gasped, leaving your left breast with a groan. "You taste so good, sweetheart. You have so much to give." He said noticing that the breast he had just left had just started dripping a bit. He noticed that tonight might just get messy.

He grinned at the thought.

He moved to your right breast, finally giving it the attention it was neglected of. You let out a loud moan as you threw your head back and started grinding down on his hand that cupped your cunt. "Yes... Yes, Izu. Just- just suck a bit harder. Just a tiny bi- FUCK~" You moaned as your eyes rolled back, grinding down on his calloused hand.

He chuckled. "You're so wet for me beautiful. You must be really enjoying yourself." He murmured against your breast. He let out a moan at the pleasurable taste, drinking as much milk as he could to put you at ease. You were absolutely dripping on his hand and your breasts were leaking milk past his mouth and on his chest.

Izuku knew that if he died right now, he would have no complaints.

He let go of your right breast with a pup, moving to massage it like he had been doing with your left one. "Come on baby, you're doing so good." He praised you, your small keens and moans filling the air as the only thing you could think of was coming. You were chasing that high, pushing yourself against his hand and basically bouncing on his lap in need. He kept the pace just like you liked it, being careful not to speed up or slow down. Kissed your sternum. "Come for me, my love. Come for me. You're so beautiful, mama. You deserve it. You're almost there."

You let out a whimper, your thighs shaking but not being quite there yet. You let out a frustrated cry as you flicked your teary eyes at him needly. "Help." You whispered.

He chuckled as he wrapped his arm around you, turning the both of you around so that you can lie on your back underneath him. He moved to fingers inside you, easily finding that spot that had you clamping down on his fingers hard. A deep groan left your lips as you arched up against him.

"There we go." He praised, moving his fingers fast and hard, making sure his thumb stimulated your clit. "There you go, such a good girl. You're my good girl. You can do it, my love. You can do it. You're almost there." You couldn't think, you could barely even breathe other than to moan and cry like a whore. You let out a broken sob at the pounding of his fingers in that area. He reached down to careful bite your nip between his teeth just gently and suddenly you saw white.

A broken moan left your mouth as you were in complete ecstasy.

At the amount of slick against his hand Izuku chuckled as he realised you were squirting. "There it is. Good girl. You're so perfect." He praised as his fingers didn't slow down. The dragged out your orgasm long and hard, letting slick gush over his hand and arm as he did so.

You gasped with a sigh fallling back into bed with a whimper, trying to closer your legs. Izuku took that as an indication to stop. Slowly slipping his hand out of your now drenched cotton underwear.

He sat up on his knees, looking at the beautiful masterpiece that was you sprawled out in front of him. You were heaving for air, tired and worn out but covered in slick between your thighs and milk on your chest. Your eyes closed as you floated on cloud nine for a moment.

Izuku looked down at his hand with a chuckle, sticking the two fingers that were inside you in his mouth with a hum. He licked them clean before leaning down to you. "Such a good girl." He praised as he kissed your forehead. You let out a soft whine, and instantly he moved to wrap his arms around you, picking you up in his arms. "My amazing wife. You're so spectacular. That was amazing sweetheart. Do you feel better?" He asked as he carried you to the bathroom.

You nodded your head tiredly in the crook of his neck.

He hummed. "I bet you do. You did so well for me. You did so well. I'm so proud of you." He praised as he walked into the bathroom, keeping the lights off as not to disturb the cloud you were floating on.

He carefully grabbed a cloth, putting it in warm water, all while holding you up with one hand. He knew you wouldn't want to let go of him so he worked around you. He walked back into the bedroom, the lights staying dim as he lay you back down on his side of the bed, wrapping you up in a different blanket. He carefully wiped you clean, praising you softly with whispers.

You weren't even sure what happened by the time your mind was half back. You were in new pyjamas with the bed sheets changed and feeling clean. Your husband had slid into bed with you, petting down your back with a soft hum out of his chest. You fell right to sleep, dead asleep.

Izuku knew that he probably didn't get all the milk out, but that would be dealt with later. As in, midnight.

-Glitch1d

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housewife! reader w traditional! manly! ushijima makes my knees weak omg. the thought of this man training all day to come home to his little housewife and a home cooked meal!! he doesn’t care that you aren’t done setting the table he’s gonna bend you over it anyways. he’s just so in love w you!

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this is kinda dark but the thought of him hiding ur birth control pills or replacing them with the sugar pills so he can knock you up oh my daysss like what’s the point of letting him fill your womb if he can’t put a baby in there :(

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˚ · . dilf!ushijima x afab!reader

: ̗̀➛ dubious consent of impreg (?), birth control sabotage, traditional!husband ushijima, stay at home/housewife!reader, kitchen sex (yummy), misogyny (?), breeding, degradation + humiliation, size comparison, size kink, big dick toshi, dacryphilia, cervix fucking, just a whole lotta breeding <3, mentions of pregnancy dur

࣪𓏲ּ i was originally gonna work on an angsty fic for hinata but this was calling me </3 ushijima is so lana del rey

you're screwed up and brilliant you look like a million dollar man

"i'm home." he calmly says, careful to not close the door so noisy.

he takes off his shoes like normal, changing into his house slippers shortly after. he's inhaling eagerly, the scent of well-cooked rice filling his senses.

he walks to the kitchen, his slipper clad feet softly pattering against the natural wood that is his traditional house's flooring. he passes by the doorway that connects to the living room, glancing in and stealing a look that is his first born daughter napping on the floor next to his also sleeping second daughter.

he makes a mental note to not be so loud as they are napping, he knows better than to disturb them.

"welcome home, wakatoshi." you say with that warm smile of yours, eyes crinkling up at the sight of your husband. he softly smiles at you in return, grunting softly in response.

his eyes look over to the stove, a large pot with a cover surely boiling, and then to the rice cooker; which is what he assumes is full of already well-done rice.

he looks back at you curiously, he can only guess what you're making, he doesn't cook often, thats your job as a housewife.

"i'm makin' hayashi rice, you're favorite."

his cheeks can only tingle with shyness, to anyone he might just look ungrateful or monotonous, but it's far from that.

he adores you.

"thank you," he says, taking a few steps towards you until his chest is a few inches away from your face.

he towers over you, you have a tiny frame compared to his almost gigantic one. some have even questioned the two of you about it, stealing a couple of snide jokes here and there.

he can't lie and say that he doesn't find it "interesting." he brings a hand suddenly up to your head, patting your hair lightly. you blush lightly at his affection, leaning into his gentle touches.

he doesn't understand why you still get so shy around him, but he doesn't mind it. he likes that you're so humble and polite, even when it comes to your own husband that you've known since the young age of 17. you're 33 now.

"hm," he hums lightly, leaning down to press a kiss onto your forehead. he places a few kisses on your forehead, temple and nose before he's taking your chin in-between his fingers and tilting your head upwards so he can kiss you on your lips.

it still surprises you, how he can take your breath away from one kiss. as his hands wrap around your upper back to bring you closer to him, you can only think back to the time when the two of you were younger and less experienced, him having less experience than you, so you had to lead him with the expertise you had.

it was cute then, the way he was the one who trembled under your touch, looking at you curiously for the courtesy to touch you.

oh, how time flies. now the two of you own a home together, and have two children together, two beautiful girls, the youngest still a little less than a year old.

while ushijima has always been so stoic and known for it, he, over the many years that have passed, has become twice the man he was those years ago.

it almost flusters you, and you can't help but look back on those younger days with a bittersweet smile, remembering the little boy who would ask to hold your hand.

you fluster at the way his strong hands are tearing your clothes off boldly in the middle of the kitchen, his mouth breathing in your sweet gasps for air as he kisses you passionately.

he cups the side of your face, holding your face still as he all but explores your mouth with his own tongue. you tremble within his hold, your ankles almost giving in weakly just because of a simple kiss.

he notices, and with a squeal, he's lifting you up easily into his arms, walking over to the dinner table, using one of his arms to move aside the dishes you precariously chose for that night. dinner can wait, you guess.

he lays you over the cold wooden table, his hands caressing and rubbing your bare skin. you look beautiful underneath him, eyes already glazed over with tears, mouth red and plush. your neck has fading love bruises and bites, he takes note of it to make sure to go over them once more later.

his hand comes up to fondle your breast, his other running down your torso and down to your back thigh. you mindlessly softly moan at his touches, it always feels good to be touched by him.

but he shushes you, leaning downwards to rest his forehead against yours. "you'll have to be quiet, you don't wanna wake up the kids, don't you?" he whispers softly, in contrast, his fingers are already gliding themselves over your folds, dipping a finger into your already dripping cunt.

you gasp at his lewd actions, an eyebrow raising at his words. "d-don't you think i-it's a bit unfair to say that and then.." you meekly say, trailing off when he adds in another finger, curling them inside and pressing against your sensitive walls.

"..and then what?" he teases, punctuating his sentence by pressing his finger-pads against that sweet spot. your body jolts with pleasure, a hand of yours coming up to clamp over your mouth to muffle your pathetic moans.

"y-you're mean," you mumble out, eyes stinging with shy tears. it has your eyes widening when he's visibly smirking at your words, pupils dilated and dark with pure lust.

"you're so naughty, don't you feel ashamed, as a mother, to be so wet like this on the diner table of all places? isn't this where your kids eat?" he boldly says, adding in a third finger as to worsen his seeming punishment. bastard.

"t-this isn't—it's not–you're such a bastard..!" you stutter out, your free hand coming up to punch lightly against his chest. he lightly chuckles at your words before he returns to his menacing actions.

"why don't you cum on my fingers like this, mama? don't be so loud, you'll wake your dear kids." he says, standing up straight to watch the way your body trembles and jolts with pleasure at his words. like command, despite your own pleas and mewls of disapproval, you're cumming on his fingers like a whore, on his word.

thats how it should be.

you're panting on against the dinner table, hiding your face into the crook of your elbow. you're quickly setting your attention back on him when he calls out your name, opening your mouth submissively when he presses his the same fingers that are covered in your own cum against your lips, feverly sucking up your own juices from his fingers.

you blush once more when he's lightly scoffing at your actions, his free hand coming up to rush his pants and boxers off, freeing his cock and lining himself up to your cunt. "don't be loud, mama," you gasp at his words, his fat tip popping into the tight confines of your pussy walls.

his pace is already ruthless, almost taunting you as he lifts your leg over his shoulder, his cock snugly fitting against your cervix with every thrust. you try your best not to be so loud, but it's a hard task to do, especially when he's purposely abusing all of your weak spots.

his eyes narrow at your state underneath him, grunting against the skin of your calf when he sees a tear run down your cheek. "crying? does it feel good?" he asks menacingly, his free hand coming up to squish your cheeks together degradingly, forcing you to pout within his grip.

it only makes you cry harder at his mean gestures, he never fails to make you feel so little, so small. all count of restrain is lost as you shamelessly moan and cry out at his unrelentingly pounding, cheeks burning greatly as you give into his clear humiliation.

he's almost uncharacteristically grinning at your defeat, bending your leg inwards to your chest, almost bending you in half. you grip onto his forearm for purchase when you're unexpectedly cumming once more, vision going white when he doesn't even slow down.

his right hand comes down to squeeze at your doughy breast, noticing that it's lacking the milk you used to have a few months ago. no, that won't do.

"'gonna cum inside." he declares, his other hand coming down to lift the leg that is dangling off the table so as you get you into the perfect mating press. your eyes are widening bewilderedly at his words, a little shocked.

"b-but i'm not on birth control," you mutter out, but from the way he doesn't falter in his thrusts, it seems he already knows. yeah, of course he knows, he threw them away awhile ago. you don't need those silly pills anymore, you're his wife, your duty is to stay at home, raise his kids, and have as many kids as he pleases.

"t-toshi, utako is not even a year old–ah," you cry out, only to be silenced when ushijima is shoving his tongue back down your throat.

"you're my wife, don't you want my babies?" he asks, stilling his hips, his cock pulled out to the tip. he stares at you expectantly.

you're thinking for a few seconds, he doesn't assume anything in particular except of his cock. you're braindead like that, having nothing but a mommy brain after the last few times he's fucked you so well and good that he got you knocked up.

"..want toshi's babies.." you sob, throwing your head back when you're once again coming around his cock once he continued his thrusts at your words once more, your pussy sloshing lewdly with every movement.

yes, of course you want his babies. that's what you're made for. that's what your lovely existence is for, to cook him a good dinner and then spread your legs for him as dessert. whats a good woman if she doesn't submit to her husband?

he's grateful that you're a good woman, one that is so intelligent yet submissive to him. one that is letting him stuff you fill of his thick seed, letting her hard-working husband fill her yet again full with their third child.

it's just this that you're expected to give, you don't have to do much aside from look after the house and the children you produce, you can do whatever you want with the free time you have left, whether it's the beautiful paintings you create, or the horrendous amount of shopping you do with his credit card.

"i love you," he whispers softly against your ear, noting from the way your chest is rising slowly means that you passed out. dinner still hasn't been served, but thats okay. you've probably had a long day too.

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Reaction to Their Kid(s) Reacting to Their Cardboard Cutout | Ushijima, Sakusa

Pairings: Ushijima X Reader (female), Sakusa X no one, he’s a dilf 

Genre: domestic fluff tehe ehe

Author’s Note: dilf sakusa barkbark get fed

Hinata, Bokuto // Kageyama, Atsumu 

gif from @rivaillerose​

Wakatoshi: 

The whole country buzzed as the world began to watch Japan as there was only less than a week until the olympics that had been pushed back a whole year, was finally happening

Energy, pressure, excitement was picking up in everyone, especially the Japan Volleyball team, all for everyone except your husband - or at least that’s what it seemed like to you

He was always calm and composed, his face stoic but you knew inside he did feel something - he wasn’t just a statue people assumed him to be

Team practices had surrpisng;y been the same, although you did think that they would be extended or longer since it was the olympics after all

But no

Today was Sunday, a rare rest day before your husband would be off at the games, playing multiple until there were only 2 teams left, where only one team would prove to be the best in the world

The two of your guys’ hands were being held by your three year old son as he ran and would jump while you two would swing him occasionally

But everything about today felt so nice - Sundays were just so nice, like nothing could go wrong when you got to be with your small family

The cafe door chimed as the two of you walked in, finding it surprisingly empty

“Welcome~” the baristas welcomed the three of you as your son bounced around your side, holding your hand

“Good morning,” the two of you greeted as you two stood, looking at the menu, reading through the options to see what would be good

“Papa, I wanna see,” your son whined, his cheeks puffy and lips pouty as he tugged on his dad’s fingers

“Alright,” he lips pulled into a light smile as he lifted his son, holding him against his side

The little boy was curious as he peered over, holding onto his dad’s shirt as he looked behind the glass, eyes gluing themselves into the sweet pastries and cake pops that were assorted beautifully for display

He pointed, eyes wide but staying silent as he just looked, wanting the sweets but it was far too early for such sweetness

You and Toshi had ordered your guys’ breakfasts before finding a comfortable booth deeper inside the cafe

It was so nice with their false floral decorum strung up and wrapped around the wooden beams, giving it a nice natural aesthetic although the location was in the midst of the city

There were also even cardboard cutouts of the Japan volleyball team, through only a few, and Wakatoshi stood in the dining area, “smiling”

Yet the cafe was surprisingly empty, except for the baristas so it didn’t take long at all for the food to come out after a short wait, with the porridges and egg sandwiches and hot coffees and juice for S/N

The three of you got to eating, taking your sweet time to simply enjoy each other’s company’s after quite a long time

Occasionally, your son would stare at either you or Toshi, silently signaling how he wanted a bite of your guys’s food even though it was the same as his but but two would take turns, feeding him a bite to satisfy him

When the food was done and the table was cleared, aside from the coffee, you two talked about errands to go, maybe a walk around to just really feel like life was as simple as possible

You really missed your husband despite him being right there, right here in front of you but you could feel yourself slowly healing, filling back up the longer his olive green eyes looked into your own, witnessing his pupils dilate whenever you spoke or when you reached your hand and intertwined your fingers with his before he covered both of your guys’ hand with his other one

He really had you falling in love with him all over again

And then there was the human embodiment of your guys’ love

Your son scooted himself safely off the short chair and walked over to the cardboard cutout of your husband and stood at his legs, his small head leaned back to look all the way up the board

“Papa, you’re here too.” The little boy turned around and pointed up as the son smiled a little before turning back

“Indeed.” Your husband smiled as his hands squeezed around yours, his touch so warm as it had always been

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Sakusa: 

“Ready for this, baby?” He looked down to his daughter who followed him, smiling and looking up to him with grabby hands

“Atta girl,” he smiled through his mask as he pulled it down and knelt before the walker

He applied sunscreen to her precious face, maybe putting a little too much over her chubby cheeks but better to be safe than sorry

Plus he just couldn’t get used to how puffy and soft they were

“You got little mocha cheeks, moch,” he scrunched his nose as he playfully pinched her cheeks, wanting to bite them out of how cute they were to which she just smiled at the comments

But there was also a subtle brush of pride in him that surfaced knowing that this was his baby

This adorable little girl that had dark, curly/ wavy hair like him was his baby

He carefully put on her sun hat, making sure it didn’t pull on her hair or hurt her head in any way

And finally, put on her own little mask that he handmade after painstakingly pricking himself with the needle but watched and learned how to make face masks for kids

It was secure enough that she wouldn’t breathe in anything harmful to her but loose enough so she could breathe easily

He slid the door onto the backyard open, his body hunched toward the ground as his daughter held his hand as he led her out the door and onto the patio

on the other hand, held his cardboard cutout at an arms distance away, along with a bottle of disinfectant spray, walking to lay it onto the grass, which he covered a plot of it with a tarp

He laid himself down in the sun as his daughter stood behind him, a few feet away

The edges of his rubber gloves slapped his wrists as he shook the disinfectant spray can

He sprayed the cardboard cutout with the disinfectant before letting it lay in the sun for a bit, even wondering why he had listened to bokuto and atsumu on taking it home, especially with the pandemic

He sighed knowing there was absolutely no use for it

And then he felt the familiar feel of his daughter hold onto his leg and she shyly got closer

Kiyoomi looked down as a gentle breeze blew through, making the grass in the yard move in a wave as his little girl’s hair was all in her face, her hat no longer on her head and on the floor on the patio

He removed his gloves as he squatted down to clear the hair from her face

“There you go,” he smiled a bit as she rest her dainty hands on his leg, staring at the cardboard cutout of her dad

“Papa,” she spoke quietly, her voice kind of muffled through the fabric of the mask as she pointed, squatting down beside kiyoomi before looking back up to him, squinting cause of the bright sun

“Why’d you take off your hat, germ?” He scoffed lightly as he raised his hand above her head, providing shade for her face from the sun

Still in her squatting position, she waddled closely and tested the waters, extending her finger to the cardboard cutout of kiyoomi and looked back

“Mmhm, that’s me..” he  dodged before his eyes fell back on the thing… there really was no use for it.. sigh

She patted her hand on her dad’s cardboard cheek, mesmerized by it

Kiyoomi watched as she tilted her head back and forth as another breeze blew by, making her short hair dance in the wind

But also thankfully, the disinfectant spray had dried so it was perfectly safe for her to touch

The two of them stayed squatted in the grass, feeling the summer sun’s warmth and breeze come and go

But she had been looking at his cardboard face a little too long

“Hey, butterfly.” He gently tapped onto her back, getting her to turn around and lose her balance, making her sit on the grass

“Is that papa?”

She processed what he had asked and looked back to it then back to him and nodded

“Who am I then?” He pointed to himself, pulling down his mask

“Papa.” She said, standing herself up and walking over to him, standing in between his squatted legs as she held onto his shirt

He brushed off the dust and grass off her bottom

“Who’s the better papa, then?”

“You!” She jumped, making a smile spread across his lips as he pulled her in to hug her, pressing a kith to her chubby mochi cheeks

“Hm, what a smart little butterfly,” he hummed before lifting her up into his arms to bring her inside

“Let’s change and eat some lunch.” He walked back in, leaving his cardboard cutout outside

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[metaharlot]

Hijiginpachi Unfinished Draft From Years Ago lol

This is an unfinished teacher/student Hijigin scenario I’ve literally held since I was in high school lmao

Spoiler alert: I’m not into underage shit. So this is a Mr Young(?) situation where Gintoki/Ginpachi somehow became a teacher as a teen & was the same age as everyone he taught (everyone was aged down accordingly)

Why was this happening? Genuinely I don’t remember why but I think it was smth about budget cuts to the anime in-universe lmao

Anyway here’s an unfinished snippet + ending notes

Also I’m aware that you probably don’t have to go to a police academy to become a cop but back then and even now I don’t have enough respect towards cops to research them. I hear enough on the news

The Shinsengumi & Mimawarigumi are on thin ice cause they get made fun off enough/their force literally got dissolved 

Anyway Gintoki & Hijikata liked each other while they were teacher/student but their emotionally constipated asses only found the courage to confess after graduation/before Toshi was literally about to leave on the train for school

They stayed in touch & Toshi was like if our feelings haven’t changed by the time I become a cop do you want to try this for real?

Obviously their feelings remain the same and they entered a happy if not extremely dysfunctional relationship

And three years after they entered said relationship, Toshi finally feels comfortable enough to make a certain kinky request…

“…Really?”

Ginpachi tried to cover his growing smirk with hand, but with how he could see the tips of Hijikata's ears turning bright red it seemed he wasn’t very successful.

“I’m not judging man. It’s just…wow it must have been a struggle holding this one in for so long.”

Hijikata turned to the side face burning as he clenched his fist.

“Look if you’re not interested you can just say so, you don’t have to tease-“

Hijikata’s speech was cut off by a finger on his lips.

“Now, now my darling little tsundere. I never said that, did I?” Ginpachi said, slowly climbing onto Hijikata’s lap.

 Hijikata sputtered, seemingly unsure of where to put his hands before resting them on Ginpachi’s waist. Ginpachi raised an eyebrow before moving those shaking hands down to cup his ass.

“Gin-!”

Gintoki cut him off with a kiss, both of them moaning into it as Hijiakata gripped his old teacher’s ass tighter.

Both of them were panting by the time they parted, a string of spit stretching put between their mouths.

“I was a little surprised by the ageplay aspect, though it does make sense in retrospect. You were pretty into that Kondo kid who got held back for a while huh?”

“Don’t call Kondo-san ‘kid’ he’s literally a few years older than us. And still in our lives.”

“But Gin-san still won your affections in the end didn’t he.”  Ginpachi slid his hands off of Hijikata’s shoulders to flex dramatically.

That caused the first peal of laughter to burst out of Hijikata’s mouth since he made the initial request. Despite the fact that it was teasingly at his expense, Gintoki couldn’t help but soften. As much as he loved to tease his thorny cop he loved his laugh. He was so serious at only 27. Gin-san refused to be a widow because his stupid loved didn’t know how to relax.

Ginpachi placed a hand on Hijikata’s face and turned him until they were looking each other in the eye.

“So let Gin-san share some of his own affection for you, hm? It’s not like this is a hardship, otherwise I wouldn’t do it.”

“And I would have had to deal with your bitchy complaining the whole time.” Hijikata nodded solemnly.

“And you would have had to deal with my bitchy complaining the whole time.” Ginpachi nodded solemnly.

They made eye contact again and started laughing. Hijikata sighed and rested his head on Gintoki’s voluminous chest.

“…thanks Gin.”

“Hey you gotta learn to rely on your old teacher more.” Then Ginpachi snorted. “Oh sorry, should I wait to pull out that line tomorrow? That sounds like something you’d obsess over your dilf teacher saying if you were still a cherry boy teenager.” 

“Oh, shut UP.” Hijikata slapped Gintoki’s shoulder.

“Whaaaaat. I just said there’s no shame in this Hijikata-kuuuun.”

Hijikata rolled his eyes and pressed his face further into Gintoki’s chest. 

“…You sure the school is empty tomorrow?”

“Yeah there’s some important district-wide teacher conference that lasts a few days and everyone has to go. Luckily for us I got banned from that YEARS ago after kicking the main speaker in the nuts.”

“…you’re such a menace.”

“But I’m your menace.” Ginpachi fluttered his eyelashes at Hijikata sickeningly sweet.

Hijikata just stared back at him unimpressed.

“…let’s just go to bed. I don’t think I can handle any more of your corniness.”

Hijikata started walking to their bedroom, carrying Gintoki in his arms.

“Hey!!! You love Gin-san’s corniness! Otherwise you wouldn’t be choking so often on his cob!”

~~~

“D-don’t tease me!”

“Don’t tease you?”

Ginpachi-sensei gasped as he was pulled up by his hair and forcibly turned to face Hijikata.

“You made me wait four years to have you.”

Ginpachi-sensei wailed as Hijikata slapped his ass with his graduation certificate, continuing to thrust into his former teacher’s needy hole.

“You rejected me again, and again, and again.”

“N-noooo!” Ginpachi-sensei gasped as Hijikata blew into his ear.

“Then finally in my fourth year, you said that we can try after I graduate.”

Hijikata flipped Ginpachi-sensei over on his desk and slammed his wrists down.

“I’m leaving for the police academy.”

Hijikata stopped thrusting, laying his head down on Ginpachi-sensei’s shoulder.

“I won’t see you for years.”

Ginpachi-sensei stared at the younger boy’s head, then sighed, wrapping his arms around Hijikata and holding him tight.

“I know.”

“...Will you miss me?”

Ginpachi-sensei gripped onto him even tighter.

“More than you could ever imagine.” 

Ginpachi-sensei felt his shoulder growing wet and shook his head fondly.

What a troublesome person.

“Thank you. I feel so much better after hearing you say that.”

Deep blue eyes looked up to meet Ginpachi-sensei’s wine red ones. Then Hijikata grabbed Ginpachi-sensei’s hips and thrust in as deeply as he could.

Ginpachi-sensei screamed.

“H-Hijikata-kun no~!”

“Toushiro.”

“W-wha-?” Ginpachi-sensei’s back arched as Hijikata started going even faster.

“Call me Toushiro.”

“T-Toshi~” Ginpachi’s eyes start rolling up into his head at Hijikata’s merciless thrusts.

“Come on you can say it~. Or have I already fucked you so stupid you can’t say three simple syllables?” Hijikata grinned ferally.

Tears beaded in Gintoki’s eyes, one dripping down and leaving a trail of eyeliner.

“T-Toshi! Toushiro pleaseeee. M-mercy please~”

Hijikata then rips open Ginpachi-sensei’s shirt and starts playing with his nipples

Ginpachi screeches at Hijikata and tells him to slow down cause he’s too old for this. Hijikata retorts that Ginpachi is literally only 27

Hijikata licks up Gintoki’s neck and starts muttering how jealous he is of all of Ginpachi’s other admirers that haven’t graduated yet. How they better appreciate the fact that they can still see Ginpachi everyday

G: Brat it’s not like I make it a habit of dating my students! For better or worse you’re my only exception

Hijikata gets like 85% rougher after that while Ginpachi can only wail and moan on his giant dick

Cue Ginpachi cumming violently but Hiji just keeps going

Ginpachi-sensei’s just begging him to stop but he’s not so lots of sobbing

Hijikata proceeds to fuck him in all the spots he fantasized about while he was still a student:

He slams Ginpachi’s face into the blackboard, hand in his hair as he lifts one of the teacher’s legs over his shoulder, forcing him to stand on his tip-toes and clutch desperately at the protruding bottom part of the blackboard. Slamming into Ginpachi’s prostate as the helpless teacher cums all over himself and the floor

He sits himself down on Ginpachi’s chair in the front, and forces Ginpachi to bounce on his dick and play with his nipples. If Ginpachi slows down or stops, Hijikata will grab both of his wrists and rub him off multiple times. Otherwise this is Ginpachi’s one “reprieve” from cumming, as this is the only time Hijikata focuses more on getting himself off than making Ginpachi cum his brains out

Then Hijikata switches places with Ginpachi but with a twist. Hijikata maneuvers himself underneath Ginpachi’s desk as he places both of the teacher’s legs on his desk, leaving everything out for Hijikata’s eyes, and mouth, and hands, and tongue only. Regardless of his exhaustion, Ginpachi still finds the energy to scream as Hijikata offers his dick, balls, perineum, and asshole no mercy

After that meal, Hijikata gives Ginpachi a quick water break as he opens the window blinds and brings his old desk to the window where he saw Ginpachi waving at him just before he left for the academy. So of course he fucks him over that small desk and Ginpachi has no room and is forced to rest his upper body against the window, screaming as his burning nipples feel like they’re being iced against the window, and leaving various handprints, breathmarks and drool against the window

Hijikata also pulls him up by his hair once more as he slaps his ass with his graduation certificate once more

There’s nothing coming out of Ginpachi’s dick, it’s not even standing up anymore and Ginpachi collapses, Hijikata following him and gently lowering him down to the ground

Ginpachi’s gasping and crying as he’s crushed under Hijikata’s weight and dick, trying and failing to crawl away as Hijikata fucks him into the ground

Hijikata rolls them over to the side to give Ginpachi a second to breathe, lifting the poor teacher’s leg up in his arm and fucks him slowly and sensually for the last time

He then rolls Ginpachi onto his back, and sees him all messed up, wearing nothing but his lab caot which has fanned on the ground beneath him, thighs spread, legs trembling & cum leaking out while Ginpachi-sensei is whimpering 

H: I’ll miss you so much Ginpachi-sensei…

Ginpachi-sensei gets irritated and yells about him going overboard with his stupid youthfulness and how he should think more about elders who still have to work the next day

Then Ginpachi-sensei softens & sits up groaning (Hiji has to fight hard not to jump him again especially cause Ginpachi-sensei gives him warning look)

G: “Five years will pass in a flash Toushiro, even if it doesn’t feel like that at first I promise it will”

Then Ginpachi pulls him in close for a hug. “I will miss you. I’ll be the one who waits this time. I love you.”

Hijikate tears up as he hugs Ginpachi-sensei back. 

H: How is it you still make me feel like such a kid? I swear I’ll come back as a man you can be proud of.

The Roleplay ends as Hijikata whispers that he hopes he’s lived up to that promise.

Ginpachi rolls his eyes and kisses him back hard

G: You never needed to prove yourself. I’ve loved you back then and with every person you’ll become

Then Hijikata has to carry Ginpachi home and gives a lot of aftercare while Ginpachi teases him a little more aggressively than usual

Because even though it’s still Saturday he’s exhausted from the sex and cleaning up and they both have work on Monday

~~~

I also had a note that went like: Gonna leave a butt(?) imprint if you know what I mean wink wonk (dirty talk)

I think I was trying to say they’ll fuck on the desk and Gintoki will leave a sweaty butt print (like that one Sakagin fic)

Very unimportant to the story but it’s haunted/lifted my spirits for years so you guys get it too

I might write/rewrite it in better detail one day but I’ve had so much writer burnout. Just in case, here y’all go

#gintama #bottom gintoki #hijigin

[princess-of-the-corner]

Tbh I almost put BringTheBurns for Enji but then I remembered the whole roasting thing and was "Ah, yes. A name fit for Enji." For Rei, I began mentally singing Frosty the Snowman since it's Dec. And for Toshi I was just thinking what has might in its phrase. I also thought of SonicScree for Mic, mostly for sonic scream but then I began thinking of Sonic the hedgehog for some reason. TheSleepyCaterpillar for Aizawa, SmokeTheWitch for Nemuri. Tempted to make a list for the school heroes honestly

I love that we're just dragging everyone into the milf/dilf vtuber night

#midnight is the honorary wine aunt

[owlf45]

HELLO I HAVE CAUGHT UP WITH IMAGINARY AND WOULD JUST LIKE TO SHARE SOME THOUGHTS™️ ik logically riot probably wont live much longer but IMAGINE kirishima is bein a riot fanboy and izuku is like ‘…bestie ur never gonna believe this…’ also if the OFA users find out both of the todoroki’s Tragic backstories i am 70% sure Second’s dilf brain will just go ‘mORE cHILdREn???’ ALSO RIOT AND SECONDS REUNION MEANS EVERYTHING 2 ME THEYRE FAMBILY SOMEONE FIND THIRD SO HE CAN JOIN THE HUG BEFORE CRIMSON KEELS OVER. ALSO!!!! THE DADMIGHT…its so CLOSE yet SO FAR. and i just think that toshi meeting the other users would be so funny…theyre like ‘THATS nana’s BABY!’ and toshi’s like ‘i am a 54 year old man’ truly i just want all might to be a part of the family 😩✋🏼. ok i think thats all. i MAY BE BACK THO bc i truly can not Shut Up about this fic…

Thank you I will now be brainrotting about this forever <3<3<3

Youre right on all accounts about Second’s dilf brain and toshinori’s adopted arc. And ehe,, Kirishima and Red Riot are such a pair

#save for later #my asks #imaginary

[toshisurtsdottir]

Welcome!

Heyo, I’m Emilia and I jump from one DILF to another.�� Please know that I don’t do requests!

MASTERLIST

Severus Snape:

See-Through , See-Through (Epilogue, nsfw)

Intrigued by the mysterious Professor Snape, Frida decides to join him as he assists in Gilderoy Lockhart’s Duelling Club.

Had Enough?

Professor Surtsdottir is invited by the graduating students to attend their party. On the way she meets her frenemy Professor Snape and manages to coax him into joining her.

Begging

Severus Snape seeks out his colleague to substitute for him in the upcoming dance lesson with the Slytherins.

Not Now 

Severus is going through a bad wave of depression, but luckily Toshi is there to help.

Silco:   

Unnoticed

Toshi is the most successful thief the undercity ever had. She is known to be able to steal anything while staying undetected. However, after stealing from the undercity´s most feared crime lord, she finds herself in big trouble.  

Chapter 1 , Chapter 2 , Chapter 3 , Chapter 4 , Chapter 5 ,  Chapter 6 , Chapter 7

[sim-patelle]

Dad Ushijima - Headcanons

fluff, two daughters (10 y/o gap between them), mentions of sex, much love, no warnings

The man loves you and his daughters endlessly, no one could rip him away from his family

It felt like a dozen of white doves would greet him when your little daughter would jump into the bed to wake you both up, feeling at peace as he looks at her

"wake uuup~!" chimes from her, messy hair and her little chameleon plushie in her arm

Your husband looks at you with a tired smile, greeting you into a new day with a press from his hand in your intertwined hands

Tired footsteps from your elder daughter appear from the doorframe, a yawning haunting your teenage daughter

"she woke me up first.. So I said to her we'd make breakfast for you two"

You looked so proud to your both kids, slowly sitting up and leaning onto the board of the bed, your husband following the same steps

Your daughter brought two tablets onto your boths laps

Each of you having a tea, two toasts with marmalade and a fruit bowl in front of you

"and you both did that?" Ushijima asks, looking to his daughters with a loving gaze in his eyes

"yes yes! I made the fruity bowl for you!" said his little daughter proudly, falling into a crossed-legged position with her plush

You snickered lightly, looking at the 'fruits' in his bowl

Some big apple pieces, mandarins, a chopped carrot, chopped pieces of a peach and some little tomatos are visible in his bowl

Even your elder daughter had a little mischievous smile on her tired face, sitting on the side of your bed

But Ushijima loved the appreciation from his little daughter, rushing his big hand through her hair, covering her scalp

"that is so kind from you" he said in a calm tone, smiling lightly and starting to eat his 'fruit' bowl

Your elder daughter looked a bit perplexed to her father

But you just enjoy his smile

His smile went much more brighter as you started a family with him. In former days, he didn't even have a soft gaze on his face, only being a little less stiff from his usual behavior when he was with you alone

Your daughters were the whole peace for you two, sharing even more love in this family

Even at the lower times, when you and your teenage daughter had some various disagreements, Ushijima would try to always keep the peace between you, helping you to understand his daughter

Sometimes these both would even revel against you, but it was mostly loving to see the deep connection in the family

Your elder daughter is more of a daddy's girl, while your younger kid loves the affection and time you spend with her

Ushijima always gazes at you with a caring face when you lift up your daughter and snuggle

Your little nose kisses you give your kid and the charming laughter from his daughter, brings his heart to melt

He loves you even more everytime you do this

Ushijima then always plays with the thought to have a third baby, but you always could overrule him with the fact that your youngest daughter is still needing attention to grow up

The age difference between your kids is a bit large, being 10 years

But your daughters love each other and your elder kid even sometimes helps you out with her sister when you have stressful days

Sometimes when Ushijima helps out your teenager in math's and science, you see yourself sitting there, struggling with the instructions from your father

But because your daughter has the stubborness from you, it's a calming tutoring lesson, you wished you had too

You are so proud of Ushijima, always treating him with short kisses throughout the day

Sometimes when the time is on your side, you both make out in the bathroom or your bedroom, you having your struggles to silence yourself when he's whispering dirty things into your ear while he kisses your collarbone, his hands caressing your whole body with rough movements

It's hard to really have sex with him while you have a toddler in your house

but it's extra thrilling for Ushijima to treat you roughly in the night while you have to keep quiet, trying not to wake your kid next door

Eventually when you would be too stressed out and fall asleep on the couch, Ushijima plays with his little daughter in her room

When you wake up and wonder where your husband went, you'd always find him in the kids room, sitting next to your daughter and playing cars or puppets with encouragement

He is the definition of a perfect father in your eyes

When he gets home, your teenage daughter fist bumps his father causally, walking up the stairs to go to her room

Your younger daughter would geek and run up to him, cuddling his leg

His hand always always strokes through her hair

But when he turns around to you, his hands wrap around your waist, giving you a passionate kiss on your lips and a last little one on your forehead

It always brings your heart to melt, even though you get this every day

His daughters have a tricot of him and never giving them back

For you, he's the definition of a percent father

Sometimes even you want a father like him, getting all the love you deserve

But you already get it, the love he shares in this family, it's also for you, it comes from you

You both love your daughters endlessly

More than to the moon and back

#haikyu x reader #ushijima wakatoshi #haikyuu x reader #haikyu fluff #hq x reader #headcanons #haikyuu #hq ushijima #dilf!toshi #ushijima headcanons #ushijima x reader #ushijima fluff #wakatoshi x reader #haikyuu wakatoshi #anime #haikyuu tendou #let me love him #appreciation needed for this man #this is the man I want #haikyuu smut #daddy’s babygirl #dad Ushijima #haikyuu ushijima

[natriae]

ive been thinking 🤔🤔 how did you and Dilf!Toshi meet?

cw// 14 year age gap (26 & 40), y/n had a silly little celebrity crush, fluff, no smut

"come on," your friend whined while the bouncer gave you two weird looks. Recently your friend's asshole ex boyfriend finally decided to cut things off leaving you to deal with the mess left behind. She wanted absolutely nothing more than to get completely wasted and go home with a stranger.

Being the supportive friend you are you went along to keep her safe. However, now you're wishing you hadn't. Between the flashing lights, loud music, and drunk adults it was getting on your nerves. Sitting at the bar you kept your eye on your friend as she danced with several men. Not noticing the large body that sat next to you.

"are you okay?" a deep voice rang out. What caught you off guard was how it barley had any tone too it. No one is that serious at a bar. Turning to you right you watch as the olive haired man takes a sip of his drink. His hair geled back and top three buttons of his shirt undone. His biceps pulling at the fabric of his sleeves as his arm flexes. You've seen this man before just not quite sure where.

"sorry," he interrupts and bows his body in his chair, "Ushijima Wakatoshi."

You eyes widened as you realized who's in front of you. How couldn't you have noticed. In response you respectfully bow back at the older man. The alcohol that was in your body immediately fading away.

"are you alright?" he asks again, face unmoving.

"i'm okay," you respond, face flushed. Feeling embarrassed remembering how in middle school you and your friends would gawk over the Olympic players. Instantly remembering countless nights looking up photos and videos of the then 27 year old man and giggling over his handsomeness. He's gotta at least be in his forties now you thought.

You watch as he waves his hand at the bartender, "two Manhattans," he casually asks handing over a black card to pay for the drinks. Still in shock your brain can barely process what's happening let alone speak.

Before you can thank him for the drink an arm lands on your shoulder pulling you out of your daze. "hey, sexy wanna come with me?" the man asks winking at you.

"hands off," the wing spiker commands, "she uncomfortable" he adds standing up. The strangers facade clearly switches up noticing the size difference between them. Ushijima's aura alone is enough to scare someone away, but with the way his eyes squint and his thick eyebrows drawing down in disgust you're not surprised the man scoffs and walks away.

"Are you alone?" the frowning man asks crossing his arms. Seemingly squaring himself to guard you.

You try to look around his body to find your friend, but his body covers more ground than you'd think. "yeah but..." your phone lights up at a new notification. Your friend seemingly found her prey for the night and sends a photo, "nevermind she left with someone," you solemnly tell him.

"come with me," he states, dropping cash on the bar as a tip. Before you could respond he's dragging you out of the bar into the dark streets of Tokyo.

"ow," you hiss when his grip gets to strong. His body quickly stops and attentively checks your body before realizing he's the one that hurt you. You watch as his eyes glaze over before looking to the side and taking a deep breath.

"my apologies," he he breathes out bowing before you. His body doesn't more till he hears the words leave your mouth.

"it's alright, you didn't mean it," you tell him reassuringly while rubbing your red wrist.

He stands back up and stares at your face before speaking. For a forty year old man he looks an awful lot like a teenager right now. His body stiff as a board as his mouth fights to get the words out. "you are alright with...me taking you back to my place?" He asks although coming out more as a statement. You giggle at his change in demeanor amd grab his hand and begin walking.

"So where's your car number 27?"

#ushijima x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #ushijima wakatoshi #Dilf! toshi #my toshi bear #haikyuu ushijima #haikyuu ushiwaka #wakatoshi ushijima #ushijima #ushijima fic #ushijima smut #wakatoshi smut #wakatoshi fluff #haikyuu wakatoshi #wakatoshi x reader #waka

[wakatshi]

Also lol at my sugar daddy 🥰🥰

Extra: I want to trace my fingers on toshi’s shirt and back, especially where his last name is and then slap his neck !🫶🏻

get that dilf dick girl yessss 😍😍😍 his money too 😍😍😍💍 wakatoshi’s dad is so slay

personally i wanna leave some scratches on his back <3 and lipstick marks <3 and kiss every inch of it <3 and tickle him <3 pre game gift 🎁

#wouldn’t it be soooooo funny if wakatoshi was ticklish #🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍 #hear me out.

[gglitch1dd]

Cheating DILF Izuku

Husband Midoriya Izuku x Wifey Reader

Note: This is just an angst story. IT IS NOT CONFIRMED PART OF MY STORY. It is not CANON. Izuku would NEVER cheat but if he did... it would be like this. I wrote this just to watch people cry.

Warning: Child loss, grief, Infidelity, Absent parenting,

You felt him shift behind you as his alarm rang. It was early in the morning and yet you couldn’t find it in yourself to get up and out of bed yet. There was a whole ocean of space between you and your husband. A gap that had not been crossed or touched in over six months. It felt so cold to even try and move from your side of the bed because you knew that the person you were reaching out to was just as cold and if not, colder.

You heard your husband get out of bed and move towards the bathroom to get ready for work. There was no more slow morning sex, or waking up in his arms or to kisses. Anything and everything was work or the kids. That was all it seemed your marriage became in the span of six months.

You let out a heavy breath as you slowly sat up in bed. You looked to the right over to the family photo on your side table. You, your loving husband and your five boys. Something that seemed so far away despite the portraits having been taken just a year ago.

You got up out of bed and moved to go wake up the boys. You knocked on each of their doors, making sure they would be awake to get to school. You moved to your youngest’s bedroom. The four-year-old was still very much asleep which you were glad for. You moved over to where he was asleep in bed, his eyes closed. You gave a sad smile, but you were glad he was so blissfully unaware of everything else.

You moved to head downstairs, getting bento boxes ready and also breakfast. It was the same routine but something was always different which you couldn’t help but be grateful for.

Just as you fried the eggs, your oldest sons came downstairs.

“Morning mom!” Asahi greeted as he moved to quickly kiss your cheek and immediately went to grab plates to set the table. You smiled at your eleven year old son, already dressed in his gakuran.

“Morning ma!” Another kiss went to your cheek as Hero, your seven year old came and passed by, grabbing cutlery to put at the table, seemingly already in conversation with Asahi. You smiled over at him.

Finally walking over to you, in not as much as a rush than his younger brothers was Toshinori, your eldest. He gave your shoulders a squeeze and a kiss to your cheek. “Good morning, ma.” He easily picked up on tending to the other frying pan, grabbing his apron with one hand so that he could help you. He did it without being told and yet you always felt so grateful for his help. He looked at you with kind eyes and curly green hair. “Did you sleep well? How are you feeling?” He asked.

You smiled over at him, so grateful you had such an attentive eldest son. “I slept fine, thank you Toshi. I hope you slept well too.” You wished as you turned off the stove you were working at and turned to finish your husband’s bento box.

“I slept well.” He told you sweetly. “Did… did any email or mail come in yet?” he asked.

You turned to Toshinori with a smile. He had been eagerly awaiting a letter from UA. You were just grateful that with everything that happened the last six months, your son managed to still train and go to the physical exam to enter UA High School. Although you were pretty sure it was a guarantee that he would enter the school, considering he had your husband’s quirk due to him being born quirkless too, Toshinori wanted a fair and equal trial just like everyone else. He wanted to be deserving of it and in every way he was. 

You turned to him shoving him gently. “Hey…” he turned to you with slightly anxious eyes. You took a deep breath and he mimicked you. You took a second before you both breathed out. You smiled. “Everything is going to be fine. I told you, you’ll be the first one to read it the moment I get it.” You promised him. He nodded his head with a smile. He opened his mouth to speak but the heavy sound of footsteps interrupted him as finally your husband descended from downstairs.

“Morning dad!”

“Morning kiddos.” Your husband let out, his voice less chirpy than it was six months ago. Midoriya Izuku walked over to where you were in the kitchen, automatically grabbing a flask of hot made coffee that you had made for him. He was in his own world again. His eyes distant but his actions were trained. The autopilot you had all been on, kicking in.

You knew you wouldn’t receive a good morning from him.

You barely got him to notice you half the time now.

You cleared your throat as you closed his bento and packed it away. “Izuku, remember Asahi’s science project at school. The viewing is at two.” You reminded him as you grabbed a can of soda and placed it with the rest of his lunch that you packed.

“Y/N, you know I can’t make it.” You heard him talk as he grabbed an apple as makeshift breakfast, not bothering to have breakfast with any of you anymore.

You looked at him with a pained expression. “Izuku, you promised you would go.”

You heard a sigh come out of him as he grabbed his bag and finally looked at you, stopping for five seconds. Your large husband felt so far away from you despite not being more than three steps away from you. “Y/N, I’m the Number One hero of this country. I don’t have time to always go to every recital and function.” He reminded you.

You felt annoyance bubble up inside you as your eyebrows furrowed. Your grip on your apron tightened as you looked up at him. That was always his excuse nowadays. “Izuku, you have been so busy with work lately. It would mean the world to him if you showed up. He’s been getting into arguments at schoo-”

“Y/N, I have a meeting in less than an hour.” He dismissed as he started to turn to leave the kitchen. “I’m sorry. I promise I’ll try make it if I get time.” He waved it off as he headed towards the entrance hallway, leaving you and the boys alone once again.

You bit back the emotions of annoyance and disappointment as you let out a sigh and turned to do something else, ignoring the boys and their silence as they watched. That’s how mornings were like now. Either Izuku buzzing by too fast to even get more than a sentence out of him before he’s out the door, or he’s never there entirely.

It had been like this ever since your second youngest, Shoyo had passed away.

A villain had attacked his primary school as revenge against heroes including your husband. Your little boy had sacrificed himself along with Hanta and Mina’s youngest child, Sero Kimiko. It was a dark day in your group of friends to lose two six year olds, innocent and pure. It was a horrible incident, an even more horrible case. Your husband and other heroes were on the scene one minute too late.

It was a horrible time for all of you. You barely could call yourself a human after the funeral and even during the hearing of state vs the class A villain, Jigsaw. You don’t remember most of it, all you knew was that you didn’t even get to see your little boy’s body one final time before cremation, because there simply wasn’t anything to hold.

You couldn’t imagine the horrific sight your husband saw that day, but he only truly began to change once the court ruling had happened and Jigsaw was sentenced to the death penalty. Your husband had moved further and further away from you, almost as if being near you and the boys was torture.

You couldn’t understand it at all, but you always made excuses for him. Even when it was Toshinori’s fifteenth birthday and Izuku wasn’t there. You told your son everything under the moon to make him understand, and he did. Because he loved his father that much. But there was only so many excuses you could give for so long.

With all the kids at school and you having taken Koda to kindergarten, leaving you alone for a few hours, you decided to clean Izuku’s study. The grand room was filled with papers and books, his laptop monitors all on from the long night he spent in here after coming home from patrol. You didn’t even know how he kept on moving when it seemed like he barely slept in your own bed. You didn’t question the times he wouldn’t come home for days on end, always saying he spent his nights at the office.

You ignored the smell of perfume on his hero suits too.

You walked into the room, moving to clear his desk and the multiple mugs of empty coffee. You moved to clear all the clutter, moving classified documents into a pile where he could find them all. He worked hard, it was something you always admired about him. It was the reason why the crime rate had more than halved in the last six months.

You heard a message pop up on his monitor. He had long time connected his phone to his computer, he said it made it easier to access things sometimes. Izuku also had a habit of leaving things on when he wanted to get back to it but always getting so whirled up in his head that he never did get back to them sometimes.

You made the ugly mistake of looking up at the monitor, your eyes reading before you could stop yourself.

You didn’t move.

You didn’t breathe.

You watched as message after message popped up.

Suddenly it felt as if your entire world had fallen underneath your feet.

Izuku dragged a hand through his hair as he came in through the door. It was past eight and no doubt, dinner had already been eaten in the Midoriya household. He had gotten so caught up in work and other matters that time just washed by. But that’s just how time seemed to pass ever since…

His eyes automatically went to the photo in the entranceway that sat beside a candle that was always lit no matter the time of day. A photo of a little boy, not older than six, with the brightest green eyes and the biggest smile. Hair so big and curly it almost swallowed him up whole. Inko had told Izuku when Shoyo was born, that he looked the most like him out of every single one of the boys, with the same sparkle in his eyes and smile that reached the stars.

Looking at him now only made Izuku feel nothing but never-ending guilt.

Taking off his shoes, Izuku got into the house. It was that soft time when homework was either being done or the boys got to destress before their busy days tomorrow.

“Dad!” Izuku turned to see his eldest. Toshinori had his hands in his pockets as he walked over to his father. Every day it seemed like the boy was getting taller, although he still hadn’t hit that particular growth spurt. He’d probably get it in second year of high school, like Izuku had. Toshinori seemed a bit apprehensive, knowing how his father seemed much more rougher than he was before. But he couldn’t blame him. Something in all of them changed six months ago. “Evening.” He nodded his head.

It took Izuku a second before mustering up a smile. “Toshi, how was school?”

Toshinori gave a look of surprise which hurt Izuku. How long had it been since he asked his son that question? “G-good!” He let out with a smile, so excited that his father asked. “It was great! Yah, Kane and I got moved into the first team for rugby! Coach said I could really get better as long as…” A soft blush went to his face as he scratched the back of his head. “As long as I learn to stop accidentally activating One for All when I get too worked up.”

Izuku let out an amused scoff but put a hand to Toshinori’s shoulder. “Don’t worry. I struggled with that too even now. Just practise what I’ve already taught you and find a way to box it whenever you’re playing.” He advised. Toshinori perked up, his eyes as bright as stars as he smiled, glad to receive something from his father today. When last had he checked up on Toshinori and his use of One for All? Izuku felt sick at the thought. Izuku looked up to the empty kitchen. “Where’s mom?”

“Oh! She told me to tell you to meet her in your room. She said she had to talk to you about something. I’m not sure what.” He shrugged. “Must have to do with Asahi’s fight.”

Izuku nearly had whiplash as he turned to look back at Toshinori. “Fight? What fight?”

“Asahi got into another fight at school during the showcase. Didn’t tell me what about though.” Toshinori shrugged, but underlying worry in his demeanour.

Another?

Was this a frequent thing? Since when?

Izuku opened his mouth to speak but Toshinori beat him to it. “He’s been in his room since after dinner.”

Izuku nodded. “Thanks Toshi.” He turned to head straight upstairs. Izuku moved immediately straight into his mind at all this news. Fights? Since when did his eleven year old get into fights? Why wasn’t he told? Izuku was confused as he opened the door to your shared bedroom. He needed a shower and preferably a long night’s rest, but first he had to get down to this issue on Asahi. Your husband stepped into your bedroom. “Y/N, what is this I’m hearing about Asahi-”

“Close the door.” The tone in your voice had the green haired Number One hero freezing. It was eerily calm. It was horrifying because the only times you ever spoke like that was when you were angry. His eyebrows twitched as he looked to you as you sat on the other side of the master bedroom. The fire place in your bedroom was lit, which confused him because he didn’t think it all that cold to light a fire. Your eyes remained forward, your back towards him as you stood in the otherwise dark room. “Close the door, Midoriya.”

“Midoriya?” Izuku was confused. You hadn’t called him that since before you started dating, since third year of UA actually. It was an odd thing to hear come out of your lips, especially since you were Midoriya too. Izuku’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he stepped forward. “Y/N, what’s going-”

“Close the door.” This time you said it a bit more firmly, but you were careful not to shout considering your door was still open.

Izuku complied, closing the door behind him, because like everyone in your family, there were rules to your household. One rule was that only under emergency circumstances was your bedroom door to be opened without knocking or permission from the both of you. Another was that your bedroom was the one neutral place where you could both talk to one another openly and freely without worry of the kids and having to be mindful parents.

Or at least it used to be.

The room was silent and tensely so. You looked down at the fire the entire time, nothing but the sound of the burning of wood was in the room as you both stood at opposite sides of the room.

“Do you remember…” Your voice started, nearly startling your husband that felt as though he could break out into a sweat in any second. “When we started dating, you used to write me letters.” You spoke softly and yet Izuku could hear every word. He noticed then that there was burnt papers in the fire place and papers in your hand still. Pages of handwritten letters, of ink and passionate love sat in your hands. “Pages upon pages of images of your thoughts and emotions of me. Each one different than the other. Nothing was the same and yet they all carried the same undeniable feeling of you… Midoriya Izuku, the man I fell in love with.” You spoke with such delicacy, almost as if that feeling of receiving them was fresh inside you. “And yet,” Your grip on the papers grew hard. “Not even more than half a year after our fourth son’s death…” You tossed the papers into the fire, not even looking back at them as they crumbled and charred under the heat.

This was the first time Izuku saw you since coming back and the image of your face is something he would have scarred into him for the rest of his life. Tears flowed from your eyes, and yet the only look he could see on you was pure anger and disgust. You looked absolutely broken and Izuku knew in that moment that you knew.

“You cheated on me.” You whispered with such anger it almost felt like that was a slap in his face entirely. “Why?”

It was a simple question, and one that Izuku didn’t have the answer to. Izuku was shaking. He was as pale as snow and fear brimmed in his eyes for the first time in a long time and yet you didn’t care. He closed his eyes and breathed. “You know how hard it’s been for me these last few months. All the headlines and everyone saying that I wasn’t fast enough to save him. I… I’ve been swallowed up with guilt and grief.”

“You don’t think we all have?” You asked coldly, making him stiffen. You stepped forward with a scowl on your face. “I stay here and take care of our home, of our boys. Our boys who have the same face as their brother and I have to fight the urge to cry at every waking moment because I see him in their faces!” You shouted pointing at the door. “I’ve been grieving!” Your hand went to your chest, painfully so but you didn’t care how hard you squeezed. It didn’t compare to the agony in your heart that only reignited. “We’ve all been grieving! I’ve been begging you to talk to me! Telling you not to listen to the headlines and talk to me! To talk in therapy! You have no excuse!”

“I was weak!” He shouted back at you, angrier at himself than he could ever be at you. “Like always! Ochaco was there just as a friend and then it felt so easy just to talk to her and unburden with her and then…” He couldn’t say it. It felt too real if he said it. It was all just a dream to him. A fantasy he could indulge in for a few hours out of the agony. It meant nothing to him, not like how you mean the world to him.

You shrugged. “And then what? You tripped and fell into her cunt? What, Izuku!”

“I don’t know!” He shouted back at you. It was silent for another moment. “How did you find out?”

“Does it matter?”

“I guess it doesn’t.” He closed his eyes as he swallowed down the heavy pill.

This was it.

This was the end.

He had ruined everything all because he felt too much of a failure to face you and would have rather run to someone else than to you. His loyal and faithful wife. His loving wife. The woman that had given him everything. He felt a tear slip out of his eye as he looked down at the ground. He couldn’t look you in the eyes. Not when you knew. Not when you looked at him with the very thing he wanted to avoid in the first place.

He wiped his face. “Where are the divorce papers?” He asked in a whisper.

There was a beat of silence before a scoff came out of you. You folded your arms as you stood before him. “Divorce papers?” You asked almost as if it was funny. “Oh God, no.” Immediately, Izuku looked up at you in shock. You shook your head almost as if the very thought was unthinkable. “No. I’m not going to order a divorce. Do you know why?”

Izuku knew better than to give you a real answer. He decided to stay silent as he shook his head. The sound of your shoes on the floor was deafening as you walked forward to stand right in front of him.

You pointed to the picture on your bedside table. “Because of them.” You stated honestly. “Because of the four boys that we still have. That is the reason why I’m not getting the best divorce lawyer in this damn country. That is why I am not packing my bags and taking my children far away from you so that they can hate your actions just as much as I do.” You emphasised. “I love those boys more than I care for my own sanity and soul. I love those boys so much, I am painstakingly aware of the fact that I can never divorce you because I would never be able to take care of them without you. I love them so much that I know that they love you as if you hung the stars, Izuku!” You shouted at him, tears flowing down your face. A hiccup broke your voice but it didn’t stop you. “They love you so much and yet I know it would kill them to know what you’ve done! I refuse to let our sons hate you the same way you hate your father.”

That cold hard truth came crashing down on him like ice water. It chilled him to the very bone, and stirred his stomach making him feel sick.

Your jaw shivered with emotion, but you kept your head held high. “That is why I will not divorce you. I do not wish to inflict whatever more emotional trauma they could have after the last six months. So this is what is going to happen.” You folded your arms as you looked up at him. “Oh Izuku stop crying.”

He jolted as he hadn’t realised that there were tears flowing down his face. He moved a hand to his face, feeling the wetness of tears against his skin. He looked back at you. “Thank-”

“I don’t want to hear it, because I don’t care.” You cut him off quickly shutting him up. “I don’t care if you have every girl in the whole of Japan wrapped around your finger, but those women will never set a single foot into this house or into our children’s lives, do you understand me? If word gets out about this, you damn believe I will drain you dry Izuku. I will make sure that there is nothing left of your legacy that you have cultivated.” You hissed with pure intent in every word you said.

Izuku nodded his head pathetically scared of you (rightfully so). “Y/N, I promise you, I’ll never do it again! I’ll go to therapy again! We can go together. I promise I’ll change and-”

“I don’t care because you will never touch me sexually again.” You told him flat out. “We will act, we will pose, we will sing if we damn have to, to make our boys and the rest of Japan believe that we are somewhat of a functioning team at least until they are all out of the house. But Izuku know this…” You stepped forward as you looked up at him.

This was the man you had fallen in love with. A man who held your heart in the palm of his hand so easily that it was probably foolish of you to have loved him as much as you did. You loved Midoriya Izuku. You loved his smile, his muttering, his large scarred hands that held a world full of problems but still held you tenderly, you loved his laugh, you loved his heart. You loved the man standing in front of you.

“I love you.” You let out brokenly, taking the both of you by surprise. You nodded your head with a smile, a smile so broken it looked wrong on your face. “I love you, and you are the father of my children and my partner, but you will never again be my husband.”

Izuku didn’t move, he didn’t speak, he didn’t breathe. He was stuck there like a statue but you still continued.

“Now…” You brushed down your front. “I have to go give Toshinori his acceptance letter to UA. I advise you clean yourself up first before you go anywhere near my son.” You moved to walk right past him, your shoes deafening as you walked out the room closing the door behind him.

Izuku was motionless still, even without you in the room.

This was a worser fate than a divorce. Being trapped with the love of his life and never feeling her love back in return. Being married but never being your husband ever again.

“Morning mom!”

“Morning mom!”

A kiss went to your cheek as you were finishing up breakfast. Toshinori smiled at you as he placed his hands on your shoulders. “Good morning, mom.”

You let out a chuckle, trying to fill in the void and hollow feeling inside you. You grabbed your eldest son, bringing him into a hug as he laughed. “There’s my hero!” he grabbed a hold of you, picking you up off your feet making you shout in surprise. You had forgotten that with One for All he had also inherited his father’s strength. “Toshinori!” You shouted out in surprise. “Put me down!”

He laughed and held you tight, but put you back on your feet. You couldn’t help but giggle as he moved to switch off the stove and grab plates out of the cabinet. The heavy footsteps of your husband were heard as he descended from upstairs. You didn’t bother to look up at him.

Izuku looked a bit less like the mess you left him in last night. You had told him that for the night he wasn’t allowed in your bedroom, and he would stay in the office he cared about more than you in the last six months. He wore sweatpants as he kept one hand in his pockets and came down.

Asahi looked up from where he was setting the table. “Morning dad!”

“Morning buddy.” Izuku forced a smile to his face as he walked over to the table. He pulled Asahi in for a hug making his eyes go wide in surprise. The other boys looked at their father confused but didn’t say anything. “How did you sleep?”

“…fine.” He answered, glancing at you. You shrugged, acting to be oblivious. He did the same thing with Hero as well, before coming over to do the same with Toshinori.

Toshinori looked up at his father in surprise. “Morning dad… is your shift later in the day?” He asked as he noticed his father’s rather casual attire. He normally would just sleep in or rest more and let the four of you have breakfast by yourselves.

Izuku hesitated but shook his head as he moved over to grab an extra plate, noticing that the number of plates Toshinori had gotten was just for the four of you excluding him. “No.” He answered rather blankly. Izuku took his plate as well as the other plates that Toshinori was holding and went to go put them on the table. Asahi noticed the extra plate and went to go and grab more cutlery.

Breakfast was finished and so you all moved to the table. You kept notice of the time, wondering if you should wake up Koda or not. You sat next to Izuku on his right side like before, as he sat at the head of the table. Toshinori sat beside you, not wanting to sit on the other side of his father today. Your three eldest boys sat quietly, not touching their plates either as they looked between you and their father. You looked to Izuku and for a moment your husband froze.

That was the look you always gave him whenever you all used to sit at the table together. You would sit together and you would let him lead. Izuku felt horrible knowing that you were perfect. You always used to make it so important that the boys learnt from him in being a good male figure, no matter what. And yet as you looked at him now, all he saw was emptiness in your eyes. Rightfully so.

He cleared his throat and smiled. He put his hands together. “Thank you for the food.” The boys quickly followed afterwards before you all started eating. You sat posed and composed as if last night wasn’t one of the worst nights of your life. Izuku looked up at the three boys. “Actually boys…” He started.

The three of them looked up, heads of green hair perking up as they looked to their large Prohero father who sat at the head of the table. You were quiet as you let him say whatever piece he wanted to say. Whether he wanted to tell the boys or not, you wouldn’t intervene.

“I owe an apology to all of you.” He started. Toshinori’s eyebrows raised in surprise. He glanced at you with an emotionless expression but then looked back at his father. “To you and…” He motioned to the three of them before moving to look at you. You put your hand down silently allowing whatever he was doing. He put his hand over yours, squeezing it and yet you didn’t squeeze back. “And to your mother. The last six months have been…” He paused. A heavy pause that everyone felt. “Difficult for all of us and I haven’t been around as much as I should have. I’m sorry about that. And so… I’ve decided that I am taking some time off.”

All the boys whipped their heads to look at you as if asking you if it was true. You shrugged. You didn’t know either where this decision had come from, but you were glad that it seemed like he was making true to whatever dribble he had tried to sprout out last night to you.

Toshinori hesitated but looked back at his father with an optimistic look on his face. “That’s… That’s great dad.” He smiled. He looked to his brothers.

Hero and Asahi seemed more excited than you had seen them in a while. Hero nodded his head. “Yah! And just in time for break too! Maybe we can go on a road trip!” He spoke out an idea.

Izuku laughed but nodded. “I was thinking more of a vacation but whatever you boys want.”

“Oh!” Asahi perked up. “What about Australia?”

Toshinori shook his head. “Nah.” He took a bite of his toast. “Mom hates the giant spiders.”

“How about Greece?!” Hero suggested. “Mom was watching Mamma Mia two weeks ago! That place looked so cool and blue!”

You watched the boys bicker about a family vacation which brought a smile to your face. You were glad to see they were some semblances of happy for the first time in a long time.

Your eyes flicked down to where Izuku had his hand over yours still. You gripped his hand immediately taking his attention. You smiled at him as you leaned forward closer to his ear. “Good job, honey.” You said, enough that if the boys looked it would have been innocent, but Izuku knew what that was. He didn’t need it spelt out to him.

You placed a kiss to his lips, brief and to the point, making the boys gag. “Ew!”

“Mom! Please not at the table!” Asahi let out in deep exasperation.

Izuku was still for a moment, tears burning at his eyes. Your kiss was fake. Your praise was fake. Everything was a show, a play for the boys to be happy. You were still disappointed in him. You would always be disappointed in him.

He let out a shaky breath and smiled. “Hey! Leave my wife alone.” He said jokingly.

No matter what, he’d carry for the rest of his life, the fact that he had disappointed you.

-Glitch1d

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[kagejima]

the fact that it's the day after wakatoshi wednesday (to the person that sent in the stripper toshi thing, im gonna answer it when im more awake hehehehehe) but ive got docs for dilf!ushi, feral ushi, stripper!ushi and dog owner ushi open rn....

happy belated wakatoshi wednesday everybody i guess, my brain finally caught up with its own contributions 😭😭😭

#🎤: rae is in the vocal booth

[odetolove]

hbnngngg i haven’t indulged my daddy kink recently i think i’m going to lay it on heavy with this dilf toshi piece