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faulty-writes · 11 months

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[ Hello dear followers and or fans. I present to you a Kugo Sakamata (Gang Orca) piece that was inspired by this picture. Like my previous Kugo piece, the reader has a relation to one of the canon characters. ]

[ Although you met several heroes, Kugo or "Gang Orca" was your favorite. Despite your suspicions that he made excuses to spend time with you, his company was always welcomed into your home. But this particular visit seems different as he has finally come to terms with his feelings towards you but can't figure out how to convey them. When space meets the sea, what happens? ]

Your home was the stars. His was the sea. He was a brave but mistreated hero, with a villainous appearance and a golden heart. His love and devotion to nurturing and guiding young heroes could not be matched, and it was these qualities that drew you to him.

You also liked to think that you shared his burden of being “different” considering you were always cast in the shadow of Anan Kurose otherwise known as the Space Hero: Thirteen, your sister. Both of you possessed quirks that could be justified as normal anomalies in the confines of space.

However, Anan received the more dangerous anomaly, creating black holes. In contrast, you could create stars at will and fly weightlessly through the air. To be so connected to what lay beyond most human beings' touch was disheartening, but this didn't stop you from falling in love with outer space.

Your dream was to finally be where you belonged and serve as the creator of stars and protector of planets. Unfortunately, this wasn't possible, and you had to settle for the next best thing, space exploration, and astronomy news. NASA articles were enjoyable to read.

In your excitement, you turned to Kugo Sakamata, otherwise known as "Gang Orca." Kugo insisted that he had to come over urgently to discuss an issue, but as far as you were concerned, this was just another excuse to spend time with you.

Anan knew that you were a fan of his and was responsible for having introduced you to each other. Guess having connections to the hero world paid off. Not that you abused the privilege by any means, although you were grateful that Kugo and yourself chatted on occasion and once in a while, hung out.

He was sitting at the kitchen table and a large silver tray with a kettle, a small pitcher of milk, and a small jar of sugar lay in front of him. “Hm?” he responded, holding his teacup handle with his thumb and index finger. His remaining three fingers were sticking straight out, and he casually took a sip, waiting for you to continue.

“Look!” you urged, holding out your phone so he could see the screen. “This article is discussing “topological solitons” can you even fathom what a discovery it is to learn there are entanglements in the fabric of space-time?!”

The man narrowed his eyes. “Mm…I cannot,” he replied, gently lowering his cup back onto the provided saucer plate. You grinned and remained hovering just above the kitchen counter, ignoring the way your hair swirled around weightlessly, and resumed scrolling through the article.

After a minute or two, you placed your phone down and hovered toward him. “I guess it’d be hard to relate when your home has always been the sea, huh?” you asked, tapping your cheek but a playful smile painted your features.

“Hm…” he closed his eyes. “I suppose,” he responded, opening his eyes, and crossing his arms. As long as he could remember he loved the smell of sea salt air, the feeling of water rushing over his skin, and the quiet melody of being submerged in the ocean.

Much like your quirk, there was a certain weightlessness when you put your trust in water and allowed it to carry you. “I imagine you don’t spend your days near water,” he said, keeping his arms crossed and his attention focused on you.

“Heh…” you frowned, lowering yourself onto the kitchen floor. Immediately, your hair stopped swirling and fell flat against your head. You folded your hands in front of you and shrugged. “Well, no,” you replied. “You’re lucky, water is always there,” you said moving your hand through the air.

"You never have to look far for where you belong but..." you glanced away and rubbed your neck, "I do." He leaned back, narrowing his eyes. "What do you mean?" he asked, concerned. “Huh, oh um…” Your cheeks lit up as you stared at him.

Normally, you didn't like being so vulnerable or sharing how you felt deep down but Kugo made you feel comfortable. Maybe it was his tendency to remain calm and non-judgemental or the fact that you knew each other well enough to be open about certain things.

“Just...” Your fingers twisted nervously around each other as you sighed. “The only time I feel like I belong is when I look up at the night sky and see the stars and the moon. But I also get heartbroken knowing I'll never be one with them." At least not in your lifetime.

“Mm…” Kugo frowned, pushed his chair back, and walked over to you, laying a comforting hand on your shoulder. “It’s natural to want a role in this world,” he stated, “but a sense of belonging comes from within." He pointed one of his sharp-tipped fingers at your chest.

“Do you belong here with me, at this moment?” he asked, lowering his hand. His question made your heart skip a beat. “Hm!?” you replied with deep rosy cheeks. “Uh, well I…” your eyes shifted back and forth, but he waited patiently for your answer.

“That’s kind of a loaded question,” you replied with a nervous giggle. You focused your attention back on Kugo who was now frowning although you couldn’t tell because of the high collar of the white suit he was wearing.

You almost found it cute that his costume also consisted of a long pink tie that resembled a tongue. Overall, he looked very attractive. “Uh, I mean…” you paused, and your mind went blank. Your body began to float once more, and your hair flowed around as if an invisible force was pulling it this way and that.

“I’ve always felt a connection to you?” Was that what he wanted to hear? You scratched your head. He was so tricky to read sometimes. “I’m glad to know that,” he responded before walking back to the table and grabbing the saucer plate and teacup.

One of the aspects of being a hero is having others look up to and relate to you. The easiest way to establish a connection is through common ground and he was grateful that you two had that. Yet, he often pondered if your connection could grow deeper.

He accepted the fact that you were in his thoughts and dreams as of late. He further accepted the doubt associated with said thoughts and dreams. This included that someone like you could never harbor feelings for someone like him.

His villainous appearance would no doubt tarnish your angelic one and perhaps that is what hurts the most. He often questioned why physical appearance or beauty took priority over other traits. Perhaps it was better to say he was the beast who hoped you would be his beauty.

“I believe I am finished,” he said turning to you. “Oh uh,” you floated out of the way when he walked past you and toward the sink. “I’ll wash it,” he insisted, turning on the water. “What?” you replied, landing on the floor before shaking your head.

"You're my guest, you don't have to do that," you insisted, walking over, and turning off the water. Seeing your kind smile, he paused and glanced at you. "How about you relax in the living room while I take care of everything here?" you suggested, folding your hands behind your back.

The man looked at you for another moment before complying with your request. You turned back to the sink and turned on the water, happily cleaning the teacup and saucer. After placing them on the drying rack, you shook your hands dry and looked at Kugo again.

He remained sitting on the couch with his hands in his lap. He turned to look at you but said nothing. “So,” you walked over and took the spot next to him. “What is it that you wanted to talk about and is there anything I can do to help you or the other heroes?” he smiled.

You were always willing to help others despite being small to the world. However, that never diminished your ability to dream beyond what was possible and look on the bright side of things. He admired that quality about you. Strong people were one of his favorite things next to open water swimming.

He leaned close and briefly glanced down noticing your hand resting against the couch cushion. He glanced back at you. “Hm?” you tilted your head, smiling and he adored that happy glint in your eye. “Perhaps it can wait until another time,” he replied, placing his hand over yours.

You were surprised by this but welcomed his touch, nonetheless. However, you were more concerned that he no longer wanted to talk about the very thing he insisted he needed to see you for. On the other hand, it confirmed your earlier suspicions that he only wanted to spend time with you.

As sweet as that was, you needed to make sure there was nothing serious to discuss. You frowned and stood up, placing your hands on your hips. “Is everything okay?” you asked. Kugo rose from the couch casting you in his shadow, but you waited patiently for his answer.

“Hm,” you paused and turned to look at the kitchen table. “Oh no!” you exclaimed, cupping your face, and immediately catching Kugo's concern. “What is the matter?” he asked, curling his hands into fists and ready to spring into action if need be.

“Huh? Oh uh…” You turned to him, giggling and the sound of it made his heart leap with joy. “Nothing is wrong,” you replied, ruffling the back of your hair. “I just forgot to put away the tea set and tray,” like before you hovered off the ground and your hair wisped around.

Kugo watched you turn your body midair, your feet pointing toward the ceiling. “Don’t worry, I’ll be right back,” you promised, floating closer to him and teasingly poking his nose. “Mm…” He knew you would refuse his help, but he still wished that he could assist you in cleaning up.

After all, you had been a wonderful host. “Are you certain you don’t need help?” he questioned, lifting his hand into the air. You smiled, and reached out, allowing your fingers to brush along his palm and over the tips of his dangerous-looking nails.

He frowned when you floated away from him and toward the kitchen, turning yourself upright. Once more he hesitated before reaching out to grab your wrist. The movement was sudden, and you cried out when he pulled you against him.

His hand immediately grasped the back of your head, his fingers curling themselves into your hair which suddenly dropped when you deactivated your quirk. He wrapped his opposite arm around your waist to ensure you had no escape and leaned close to nuzzle his face against the crook of your neck.

“I’m afraid I can’t let you go,” he stated, feeling affectionately possessive. Your eyes widened at his words. “Something really is the matter,” you said, wrapping your arms around him. He knew he was being foolish, yet it was dishonest to continue this charade. “Space and the sea are not so different,” he stated.

“Huh?” You glanced to the side, trying to look at him. “They are both vast, wondrous and hold a certain weightlessness and calm,” you knitted your eyebrows, knowing he wasn’t incorrect but where was this speech going?

His arm tightened around you, indicating he wanted more comfort. “How do you feel about those that live their lives in the sea?" he asked as he gently stroked your hair. Your heart fluttered and your fingers dug into the back of his suit.

‘How do I feel about…’ You paused. This was another loaded question that you weren't sure how to answer. “I…” You hesitated, and he tensed up in response. His arm loosened around your waist as did his hand although it remained loosely tangled in your hair. He leaned back, looking down at you.

“Am I the monster one finds in the sea?” Your jaw dropped, and you shook your head. “Of course not!” you exclaimed, angry. “Don’t ever say that! I have never seen you as a monster. It doesn't matter to me if people say you look like a villain or that you're scary!" you tried to breathe, knowing you were getting worked up.

“I…Gang Orca,” your eyelids lowered, and you frowned. He hated your sad expression, although he knew that was not his intention. “You’re sweet, and kind, and you do everything to protect us." You pulled your hands back and unbuttoned his suit collar, revealing his face.

He was slightly concerned but made no move to stop you even as the cool air brushed against his exposed face. The very same one that many people feared and that made children cry on occasion, something he dreaded. Yet, your eyes held a gentle loving, and accepting gaze.

“Is this what you’re talking about?” you asked, allowing your hands to caress his cheeks. He closed his eyes, softly trembling at the sensation of your warm palms against his smooth and silky skin. You smiled and tilted your head. “You don’t have to worry about your appearance, I don’t find it unsettling,” he perked up at your words.

“As I said, your qualities outweigh everything else and it’s those qualities that I love,” you explained in a soft voice, lowering your hands. He opened his eyes, feeling happiness wash over him. You turned your head toward the kitchen. “Besides you were right,” you commented, placing one hand on your hip.

“Maybe space and the sea are the same, in some respects,” you leaned forward and kissed his cheek. His eyes widened, and much like your hands, your kiss left a warm feeling in his heart. You chuckled and stepped away, once again activating your quirk to float back to the kitchen.

You landed in front of the table and carefully took the tea set and tray to the sink. Kugo stood in the living room, watching you turn on the water and begin washing. He placed his hand on his chest, feeling the steady flutter of his heart, the very same one he wished to give you.

He lowered his hand and cautiously approached. “Hm?” You paused and glanced over your shoulder. “Oh…hi?” you said, uncertain if he wanted something or not. “Uh,” after a few seconds of silence, you chuckled. “Heh,” you pointed toward the living room, ignoring the suds that fell from your hand.

“You can go sit down, this shouldn’t take long, promise!” you assured him and turned back to the sink to resume scrubbing. Kugo remained standing behind you and while he wished to accommodate your wishes, his own selfish desires called him to do something else this time.

You gasped when his muscular arms wrapped around your waist and his head rested on your shoulder. “Apologies,” he stated, “you refused my help, but perhaps I will help myself to watch you instead,” and admire you up close, but he kept that information to himself.

You paused and glanced at him. Your cheeks flushed as a result of his words and his body against yours. “O-oh um…” Your mind became unusually blank, and you shook your head, trying to get your thoughts back in order.

This wasn’t uncomfortable, but you weren’t used to this kind of affection or intimacy. Yes, you were close with Anan but neither of you were affectionate. You assumed this was because she was more professional and serious and that created a distance between you two.

Although you assumed everyone had their own love language and were still trying to figure out what Kugo's was. So far, it seems he used words and affectionate gestures to convey how he felt. In the back of your mind, you wondered if he did this to everyone.

Then again, you knew you had no right to justify how he acted toward others. At the same time, you found something special about the moments you shared with him. From the start, he seemed to genuinely care about you.

Your conversations were short at times, but he always managed to say the right thing even if he stumped you at times. He was always patient with you and wrapped in his arms like this, even when doing something as simple as washing dishes made your heart soar higher than your favorite constellation.

“A-after I’m finished, we can sit on the couch and watch something together if you want,” you offered, shutting off the water to place the tray onto the drying rack before washing the milk pitcher. “There’s a bunch of space documentaries I’ve been meaning to watch and-” his laughter interrupted you.

“Huh?” You turned your head with the intention of asking him what he was laughing at. Instead, you squeaked when he nuzzled his face into your hair and kissed the top of your head. You nearly dropped the teacup, and your cheeks flushed pink.

No, he definitely wouldn't do this with others and while you didn't want to assume anything, there was clearly something romantic in the air. “Very well,” he said calmly, content to spend time doing what made you happy. For you were the stars in his sky and he was your sea.

#gang orca x reader #kugo x reader #kugo sakamata x reader #bnha x you #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n #faulty writes: kugo sakamata: 23 #faulty writes: kugo sakamata: one shot: 23

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plush-rabbit · 2 years

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Gang Orca Headcanons

Request: Can I have King Orca with a Small husband S/O SFW and NSFW headcannons?

A/N: I went to the beach today and I think he'd have a lot of fun there and would love to swim with you on his back and that's on me being self-indulgent because i can't swim(❁´◡`❁)

SFW:

It isn’t that he’s particularly shy about the relationship, but rather that Kugo isn’t one to want to boast about being in a relationship. Of course, he wants to show you off, to dress you in fancy clothes and take you to the banquets held for heroes, or take you to nice restaurants and bring you flowers for every outing, but he isn’t one for those big showcases. It all feels wrong for him, that it isn’t him. He takes you out and he holds your hand, but he can never seem to bring himself to kiss you in any sort of way- no kiss on the top of your head, or on your hand, or his snout pressed against your face. It’s something that he doesn’t want people to see. He has no qualms about you kissing him, in fact, he looks forward to feeling you lift his hand and kiss the back of it, or even reach up and cup his face with your hands.

On your dates, the hero likes to take you out- to have you enjoy whatever it is that you want. Whether it’s to go on a walk through the plaza or in the street lined with vendors he wants to see you enjoy yourself. When in public, it’s common to find him attached to you, hardly ever leaving your side and a part of him teases that it’s because you’d get lost in the sea of people, but really, he just likes to have you close to him, knowing that he can protect you. He wants you to rely on him in the way that he relies on you- he wants you to find comfort in him, to know that you can go to him whenever you need and that you don’t have to worry about getting a step ladder to reach the tallest shelf, because he’ll be there for you. He wants you to rely on him and he’d show that through his wealth and his commitment towards you, going out of his way to know that with him, you don’t have to worry about anything since he’d be there to catch you.

It may not seem like it, but he’s rather playful with others. His air of authority dissipates when around you, his grin wide and tone with a lilt at the ends of his words. It isn’t meant to be in mean spirits, but he does love to tease you about your height. He’ll cup your face in his hands, fingers splayed towards the back of your head as your cheeks squish together, commenting on how you’re so small, and why you’re like that with a little coo in his voice. He gives you all sorts of nicknames in private, a swell of pride in his chest when you respond to them and coo back your own nicknames for him. His hands often just find themselves resting on the crown of your head, covering you completely in a way that you never seem to mind. It comes so naturally for him to always be touching you, that he can’t help using you as a makeshift armrest.

You’re so much smaller than him, your hands barely covering his palm, and your wrists small enough that he can wrap his hand around it, and have his own fingertips curl over the back of his fingers. There’s a sort of wonder in his eyes everytime he holds your hand, the tip of his index scratching over the lines on your palm and the ones that cut horizontally over the back of your knuckles. He loves to hold your hand and compare sizes, muttering under his breath how you’re so small. You’re much frailer than him, his quirk gives him such a boost of power that he’s so careful around you, treating you like glass under his fingertips. He holds you softly, tightening his grip on your little by little, feeling your own arms around him tight and bursting with all the strength that you could muster.

Kugo’s stature towers over most people due to his quirk, and you are not exempt from that. He’s tall, and his fin makes him look even more so. He knows where he stands in hero society, a society with quirks, a published article even going as far to comment at how much of a villain he looks like. And yet, you still look up at him with a smile, clinging to him during movie nights, wanting to be held by him. He knows who he is, and he knows how he looks, and despite all that, you still want to be with him. He takes good care of you. His salary as a hero is immense, and he spends it on you. If you’ve ever commented on wanting something, he’s quick to go ahead and find it for you, putting the item in a nice bag and fluffing it with colored tissue paper.

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Kugo’s size affects many of his daily activities; from clothes having to be tailored to fit his build, to cars that can feel a bit snug, to sex. He is a massive man, in every way and shape. Before any type of penetration, he makes sure that you have at least climaxed once or twice beforehand. His nails are sharpened to the point that claws would be an accurate way to describe his hands, so any type of penetration is either done with a toy to stretch you or with his cock- possibly tongue at times. He doesn’t want you to feel any type of discomfort and was very hesitant onwards having sex with you in fear that he would harm you. Stretching you beforehand with a toy makes it so much easier to slip into you without fear that he’d tear something.

Due to his size, he can be rather rough. While he’s done his best to hold back, there are moments where his strength overcomes him. He can be rough without intending to be- a grip on your waist may appear in a purple mark that spreads against your hip bone. He’ll turn you over to bury your face into the mattress, your drool darkening the comforter under you as he holds onto your hips, his tongue fat in your hole, stretching and spilling with spit down your thighs in heavy, syrupy strands. He can feel you squirm, shaking your body and muffling your cries into the bed under you, and you’re bucking yourself much too eagerly against him. His hands give you a squeeze, claws pinching into your soft flesh and dotted with crimson. The next morning, with your body tuckered out and the blanket covering the middle of your back, he takes a peek, a voyeuristic one at first, until he notices the bruising starting to take color, and finds a warmth of arousal jolt at his awakening cock.

Whether it’s calling you pretty or moaning, something is always echoed out into the room. He’s a vocal man, making some type of noise that has the tips of your ears burning with a fever. There’s something rather erotic about hearing such a poised man become so vulgar, grunting out like a cat in heat, his nails leaving lines in it’s wake as you can feel everything happening in you. He can never find a way to be quiet, telling you in a sinful voice about how soft you feel, wrapped so tightly around him, how he can feel you clench around him and that it’s making his head spin. His voice is low, a husky tone to it that makes the words feel rougher than the bruising grip on your hip. It’s this innate urge in him to want to tell you how pretty you are with tears in your eyes, that he can see how he’s bullying out of you, and that he’s so proud that you can take nearly all of him and still look so endearing with spit and tears shining on your face.

You clasp onto anything of him whether he’s on top or you are, scratching at his smooth skin, your nails barely able to make a dent in him. You kiss his lips, muttering seconds before how you want a kiss, grasping onto his shoulders, dragging your hands down his biceps, hooking your hands on the crook of his elbows. He adores you when you touch him. He could get drunk on how needy and feverish you are, unable to think straight, pulling him close to you and moaning about how good he feels. On this type of high, he’s much too sensitive, feeling every way your insides are pushed, how they cling and stick to him, the grooves of your walls and your rim clenching around the base of his cock. In a sitting position with your legs locked around him, your hands find their way to his back, fingertips brushing along the base of his dorsal fin and he’s bucking sharply inside of you. His find is far too sensitive, reacting in a way that feels as if he blood is pulsing enough for you to see.

With his quirk giving him enhanced strength and enhanced stamina, Kugo can go for multiple rounds before he tires. It’s rare for him to actually get tired, and he doesn’t usually go for as long as he could. He’s satisfied with just orgasming a few times, as long as you’re satisfied. He’s deep in you, seeing your dazed face, and open mouth, your sex dripping with cum weakly, in spurts that hold no real potency for much. He pulls away, letting the seed that is already buried deep in you, squelch out of you in a wet sound. You’re barely cognitive, slurring your words and reaching out for him, but you’ve been much too abused, your hole fluttering around nothing and rimmed with red from the stretch, and lowers your hands. Once you’ve calmed down and your body isn’t as sensitive as it was before, he’s bringing a cotton towel to clean you, shushing you when you try to grab at his still erect cock. He can go for hours without a doubt, but he’s already satisfied, lying beside you and bringing your flushed body close to his.

#bnha #bnha headcanons #bnha gang orca #gang orca #gang orca x reader #gang orca headcanons #kugo sakamata #kugo sakamata x reader #kugo sakamata headcanons #i think he would also have a big breeding kink #he likes kids and would love to have kids #him and fatgum have breeding kink solidarity #anyways #um #obey me soon and then a best jeanist #you think he has a long face #or a long neck #love you bye

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quirkfics · 1 year

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Hello!! Thank you so much for doing my request!! I absolutely ADORE teeth/eldritch horror monster shinya that falls for a boundary-respecting human- and god the TEETH, you are giving me UNHOLY thoughts with this man i'm ,

May I request Gang Orca with the prompt, "endlessly," please? Thank you so much!! I know i requested teeth for him earlier but the thought of what could happen with this has me frothing at the mouth!

"The oceans have endlessly promised me a gift," he explains, clawed fingers tapping an unsteady rhythm upon the stones. "My heart's true desire, washed up on these shores." His eyes, a gleaming red, visible only because he's leaning in so close to you, narrow as they rove over your face. "You're the only thing that hasn't been detritus, or leftover bits and bobs of nothing."

"...are you assuming-"

"Asking," he corrects, and the words sends shivers over you salt encrusted skin.

"Asking, then. Are you asking if I'm your heart's desire?" You can't keep the skepticism out of your voice, but it doesn't seem to bother him. If anything, it brings a smile to his face, sharp teeth gleaming in his orca-like mouth. It's frightening and enticing, all at once.

"I suppose a ready answer would ruin the mystery, and the oceans do enjoy their secrets." He stands, offering you an open palm. "Come, let me show you where you'll be staying."

#quirk writes ficlets #gang orca x reader #sakamata kugo x reader #kugo sakamata x reader #reader initially wants off the island bc listen kugo you might be content in this #calypso's island prison but i have things to do idc if the oceans promised me to you #just means kugo has to work for and lbh he's done sitting around waiting

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xgummibearx · 1 year

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Greetings!!

I’ve started a new job and am doing the best I have in a very long time, I would love to write more fatgum fics but kinda lost interest in the ones I was working on so those are on hold. Winter is already in full swing where I live, so I am thinking of doing some cozy vibes! Please vote which fics you would like to see the most! (Please note, I only write SFW)

Option 1: Nutcracker ballet, a classic anime trope I have seen is an alice in wonderland style episode. Wherein the characters take on roles from the story...with Christmas coming up, why not do something similar but instead with my favorite childhood story?

Option 2: Fall festival with Nighteye, he is surprisingly very bad at carnival games.

Option 3: Aizawa is sick and refuses to rest...until he passes out right in front of you.

Option 4: Frost Might, you and Allmight decide to have some fun in the snow.

Option 5: Present Mic x quirkless reader, Hizashi rescues you and protects you along with your students when yet another LOV attack happens at UA. (Let's give some love to class 2A)

Option 6: fatgum x reader, under the oak tree AU: don't know if you have read the webcomic but basically, you were arranged to marry Taishiro and you're unconfident in yourself. However, when he returns from war you are amazed with how much he loves you. (who knows, I could make this into multiple parts potentially!)

#mha #mha fatgum #mha fatgum x reader #mha taishiro #all might #all might x reader #sir nighteye #nighteye x reader #gang orca #gang orca x reader #cute #fall #winter vibes #hizashi #mha present mic #present mic x reader #hizashi x you

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oniifans · 1 year

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Feeding Time Soon >:D ♥ I'm Looking At You, Toji Simps.

While I edit and finish up my long ass stacks of food for all of you, I wanna post some finished works from AO3 on here too!

Also, I wanted to shift gears and focus on another fandom I'm pretty active in. :3 Please enjoy the following finished works and read the tags/warnings!

#mha #mha fanfiction #mha aizawa #aizawa smut #aizawa shota x y/n #mha endeavor #mha enji #todoroki enji #enji todoroki #enji x reader #endeavor x reader #gang orca #katsuki smut #bnha bakugou #todoroki shoto #shoto todoroki #shoto x you #villain shoto

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mx-pastelwriting · 1 year

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MHA Heroes Headcanon - How They'd React Bruises on Reader after a night.

Heroes x GN! Reader

Summary: Heroes reaction to bruises on reader after a night of sex.

Warnings: Light Mentions of past sex acts, Bruising on Reader, Fluff, Established Relationship

Characters: Endeavor (Enji Todoroki), Gang Orca (Kugo Sakamata), Eraserhead (Shota Aizawa), Vlad King (Sekijiro Kan), Fat Gum (Taishiro Toyomitsu)

Minors do not interact!

Endeavor (Enji Todoroki)

-Wouldn't notice until the morning, when you are still sleeping off the night's events.

-When he does notice them, he softly traces them; he kind of likes them, though he quickly changes his tune when you groan at the pain when you start to wake.

-You had bruises on your hips and thighs; some might have some surface burn as well, as Enji can get a little wild.

-Aftercare he takes very seriously. He makes sure you're comfortable in bed and gets you ice packs wrapped in a thin towel.

"Thank you," you say quietly, the pain lessened by the coolness. Enji hadn't apologized, but you didn't want him to because the night had been incredible and there was nothing you could ask him to do differently.

You did appreciate that he took the day off to cuddle you in bed, just in case the ice packs were too much. "I love you," he whispers into your shoulder skin as he lays his head. You place yours on top and say, "I love you too", His arm is wrapped softly around your waist so as not to disturb your nerves. Furthermore, you knew he was somewhat sorry for putting you in pain, but the imprint on your skin made his mind swirl with heat.

Gang Orca (Kugo Sakamata)

-Would notice as he's getting ready for work and him taking care of you would wake you.

-Apologizing every minute as he places an ice packs on your hips and arm.

-Would ask if anything else hurts; if the answer is yes, he would melt into the floor with guilt, but after reassuring him you're not dying, you would both laugh it off.

-He would call off work against your wishes; he would take care of you the whole day, helping you to the bathroom, but you reminded him you weren't glass.

"How badly does it hurt, angel?" Kugo gently asks his hand to hold yours. You smiled and shook your head; you weren’t dying, but he made it seem so. "Kugo, it's fine." "It's not fine, Angelfish; I hurt you." His voice was filled with guilt. "Yes, but you didn't mean to." Trying to clam him was an easy task, but you placed your hand on his face, hoping to get him to drop it. "Okay, but let me know if you need anything," he says, snuggling closer to you. He pulled you gently close to him, having you lay on his chest and hear his now calm heartbeat.

Eraserhead (Shota Aizawa)

-Would notice after he gets home from work and sees you walking funny.

-Asks if you're okay, and you show him his work on you, he goes into caring mode, asking if you’re okay and why didn't you tell him.

-After explaining yourself, he would have you sit down to rest, he would cook dinner, and have you resting up with blankets cuddling you.

-Going to bed, he would gently cuddle you, wondering if he should call into work tomorrow to get the day off, but you begged to have him decide in the morning.

His hand gently wraps around your shoulder to your back, not wanting to touch the bruises that mark your waist and thighs. "Tell me if anything hurts," he whispers, but all he gets from you is a quiet hum. You dig your head into his chest, hearing his soft heartbeat and breathing.

Through the night, you wake up to his phone ringing. Aizawa groans as he shifts, bumping into your thigh. You whine at the pain, causing him to jump up and say, "I'm sorry, where did I hurt you?" He says in a panic, "It's fine, just answer the phone." You grumble, though you're not upset at him, just at the ringing noise of the phone. He answers and gets up shortly after ending the call, and you watch with tired eyes as he's getting ready. "I'll be back in an hour, I love you, and don't move," he says, giving you a quick kiss and heading off, leaving you to fall back asleep in a now cold bed.

Vlad King (Sekijiro Kan)

-Would notice getting ready for work; as soon as he sees the bruises that litter your hips and shoulders, he wakes you with cries of asking you if you're okay.

-Yes he was rough in bed, but he always made sure you were okay. Seeing this made him a puddle on the floor.

-As you wake, you have to reassure him you're okay, just sore, but before you can say you'll be fine while he's gone, he calls into work.

-He would make you breakfast, fluff up some pillows to make you comfortable, and run you a bath after you eat.

"Thank you, love," you say in a tired voice as you take the small table of food in your lap. "And I'll run you a warm bath after too," he says, sitting down next to you and having his own food. "Can you join me?" You ask, but his face says something other than excitement: "I'm afraid I'll hurt you, hon." His voice sounded like he was fighting back tears: "It's okay, you will make me feel better, please." He thinks it over for a minute and nods, going back to his breakfast.

All Might (Toshinori Yagi) -Works for small & big

-Would see in the middle of the night coming back from the bathroom.

-He would lay back in bed but keep his distance, then call into work to get the day off. He's never done this before, so he's a bit scared.

-When you wake up, you notice the bruising on your hips and ribs. The pain would come every time you moved, but Toshinori was there to help and bring food.

-He would have helped you change into something decent as of last night had you not. A lot of apologies would have been given, but your words calmed them down.

Toshinori moved with panic as he took the empty plate from you. "Thank you, Toshi," you say warmly, but he just gave a small smile before his eyes went to your bruises. Noticing you cover them up with the blankets, you didn't mind his getting rough in bed; maybe you even liked it, but you hated how he looked at you like you were broken.

"Come sit" You say he's patting the bed; he slowly sits, but far from you. You painfully move closer to him, but he still keeps his distance. "Please come closer; I feel like I'm the plague," you say with a hurt laugh. He does gently put a hand on your thigh, letting you put your head on his shoulder and watch TV.

Fat Gum (Taishiro Toyomitsu) -Works for big & small

-Would notice as he comes in with breakfast in bed for you, the covers are moved, letting him see them in the morning light.

-It covered your hips and back; he woke you gently, but he was about to cry seeing you groan in pain.

-Putting the table on your lap like he always does on his day off. He asks if you're okay and points to the bruises that you now notice.

-He would cuddle you up with blankets while you and him ate to enjoy your morning shows, though he would keep a close eye on you.

Eating your food, you would feel Taishiro's eyes on you; it made you squirm where you sat. Looking at him, he smiles at you as you take another bit of his food. "Is it that bad?" you ask with a worried look on your face, but he quickly turns into protective mode. "No, not at all. I just never thought I would go that hard on you." He sighs, you go soft, "I enjoyed last night, please; I don't want this to stop you." You reassure him, and he smiles, "It's not, sweetheart, but if you like it that way, then does tomorrow night sound good?" He flirts, you blush, and you give him a kiss.

Hello, I hope you enjoyed if there is and grammar mistakes or misspellings sorry about that feel free to let me know in the comments, have a great day/afternoon/night!

#endeavour x reader #enji todoroki x reader #gang orca x reader #kugo sakamata x reader #eraserhead x reader #aizawa shota x reader #shota aizawa x reader #vlad king x reader #sekijiro kan x reader #all might x reader #toshinori yagi x reader #fat gum x reader #taishiro toyomitsu x reader #mha headcanons #mha heroes x reader

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theres-a-body-here · 3 months

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If you’re taking requests, then may I please request a sequel to your Gang Orca x Male Reader? One where they just got back from a heated missions and when they get back to their shared place. Reader is quick to take a shower, but Kugo? Well let’s just say the, muscular, orca is finally ready to to pick up where they left off with reader. Shower sex.

I changed the setting. Hope you don't mind.

Gang Orca x Male!reader

sequel to this Scumtober post

After a long day of patrol alongside Kugo, you both retreated to his agency's locker room. Exhaustion tugged at your limbs as you collapsed onto one of the nearby benches, chest heaving from the exhilaration of the chase earlier that day.

Meanwhile, Kugo strolled casually toward his own locker, opening it with practiced ease.

"How are you not tired?" you asked, wiping sweat off your brow before reaching down to retrieve a water bottle from your nearby duffle bag.

"Probably because I'm used to it by now," Kugo admitted as he rummaged through his locker.

You rose to your feet and ambled over to your locker, effortlessly spinning its dial to unlock it. Grabbing a towel, you then proceeded to strip down, preparing yourself for a shower. Occasionally, you cast glances at Kugo from the corner of your eye.

Your gaze lingered on Kugo as he mirrored your actions, peeling away layers of clothing until he stood there in only his boxers. Memories of last month flooded back—the two of you at the community pool center—and you couldn't help but shiver at the thought.

Once he started to remove his boxers, you tore your gaze away from him and you forced yourself to refocus on the task at hand; stripping down to nothing before finally gathering the courage to glance back at Kugo.

You didn't realize he had already approached silently behind you, resting a heavy hand on your shoulder.

His eyes trailed from your figure over to the showers, a clear invitation written across his features.

"Oh, uh…" you mumbled before locating your shower toiletries within your duffle bag. When you glanced back up, Kugo had already begun walking towards one of the empty stalls, prompting you to trail after him. Entering the same stall, you closed the curtain behind you.

As you busied yourself organizing your toiletries within the shower caddy, Kugo wasted no time turning on the faucet, causing warm water to splatter against your bare feet.

Suddenly, you felt his presence pressing firmly against your back, nuzzling his face affectionately into your neck. Startled, you barely managed to maintain grip on your body wash, nearly dropping it altogether in surprise.

"Boss…" you squeaked out shyly, unable to hide your embarrassment from the knowledgeable towering figure looming behind you.

He chose to ignore your initial protest, whispering huskily in your ear, "Have you been using the gift I gave you?"

A sudden flush of crimson crept across your cheeks as your mind flashes back to a particular event last week.

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Your hands trembled as you held the unwrapped box close, peeking inside. Your face was flushed and you looked around to make sure no one else was watching you. You wondered if this was some sort of joke, searching your mind to think of anyone at the agency who had it out to embarrass you.

Inside the velvet-lined box lay a dildo of considerate girth, made of sleek black silicone, carefully crafted with intricate detail meant to mimic the real thing - complete with veins running along its length. On the bottom of the box was a paper card which has scribbled a simple note , 'From Kugo'.

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Unable to speak, you just nod.

Kugo hummed in response before spinning you around forcefully to face him directly. With deliberate slowness, he allowed his hands to trace upwards from your hips along your torso until they rested just below your armpits.

"Have you been thinking of me while you use it?" He questioned softly, tracing a clawed finger over the faded scar on your side. It seemed almost as though he wanted to commit the memory of every line and curve of your body to memory forever.

You smiled up at him, growing gradually more comfortable as your initial shyness fades. "Who else would I think of?" You teased playfully, tilting your chin upwards defiantly.

Chuckling at your remark, Kugo leaned down to rest his chin on your head before replying in kind in his usual gruff tone, "Well, knowing you, probably some animated guy from whatever anime series you're currently obsessed with."

You pouted, looking adorably annoyed as you raised a hand to deliver a light smack against his broad chest. In response, Kugo chuckled lightly again before wrapping an arm around your waist and guiding you both underneath the steady flow of hot water pouring down from the showerhead above.

As you reached for the shampoo bottle, he intervened, stopping your hand midair. You stared up at him questioningly.

"If you do that now," he explained matter-of-factly, "you're just going to have to do it again later."

Confusion clouded your expression further until his free hand drifted lower, settling firmly on your ass, giving it a playful squeeze as if to emphasize his point further.

"What if someone catches us, boss?" You questioned nervously, expecting to hear the sounds of someone entering the locker room at any second.

The Orca man merely shrugged nonchalantly, giving your bottom another squeeze for good measure. "Then we'll just have to make sure no one catches us, won't we?" He grumbled, looking down at you before leaning in closer, his mouth brushing against your cheek as he spoke huskily, "But personally, I hope they do."

"Boss! Stop!" You half-heartedly scolded, unable to hide the amusement lacing your tone. Still, despite your protests, you made no attempts to escape his grasp. If anything, your body seemed to relax further into his hold instead.

He shifted his position slightly so that his face hovered in front of your face, pressing his mouth firmly against yours. He parted his mouth open just enough to expose his tongue, inviting you to "kiss" him. Having been with Kugo for a while, you two have found ways to work around his Orca biolology.

His tongue snaked its way past your teeth as you obliged him, wrapping your lips tightly around the tip and sucking gently at first. You then took more of it, hungrily sucking on his long, tapering tongue, moaning around it as you enjoyed the taste of his saliva mixed with your own

The sound coming from deep within his throat resembled more of a growl than actual speech as he responded by pulling you impossibly closer still, pressing his throbbing length against yours. You continue to busy yourself with bobbing on his tongue.

His hands trailed slowly from your waistline upwards until they gripped your hips firmly, holding onto them tightly as he lifted you effortlessly off the ground. The position forced your hardened cock to press flush against his muscular abdomen while the underside of his shaft slid between your smooth ass cheeks.

With your legs wrapped securely around his waist, your hands pressed flat against his upper arms for balance, you couldn't help but whimper as he began moving you back and forth against his rock-hard shaft, breaking the kiss to look at him. Each slide forward caused the head of his cock to drag across your balls.

Your soft cries were muffled by the spray of water droplets cascading down from overhead as he manhandled your body with ease. One of his hands remained clamped firmly on each of your ass cheeks, kneading them roughly as his fingers dug painfully into your supple flesh.

Kugo used one hand to spread your ass apart just enough to expose your tight entrance. Without waiting for your consent—not that you would have denied him anyway—he pressed the tapered tip of his orca cock against it, applying pressure steadily until it slid passed the tight ring of muscle.

The feeling was unlike anything you had ever experienced before; the girth alone was nearly unbearable. But somehow, despite the burning sensation radiating throughout your pelvis, you found yourself wanting more.

A low groan escaped your lips as you involuntarily pushed downwards, taking more of him into yourself.

Before long, you found yourself completely impaled on his enormous length, gasping audibly as he stretched you wide open around him.

"Goddamn, you're still so fucking tight," Kugo growled, flexing his hips in short thrusts, pushing himself deeper inside of you with each motion. Your inner walls clung desperately to him, attempting to adjust to the massive intrusion.

You buried your face in the crook of his neck, whimpering softly as he began thrusting upwards into you, forcing himself deeper inside of you with each stroke. "Fuck…boss…" you moaned helplessly, digging your nails into his shoulders

The warm water cascaded down both of your bodies as he mercilessly pounded his hips upward into yours, causing you to bounce lightly in response. Moans and whimpers slip out from your lips, escaping despite your best efforts to suppress them.

After a few moments, Kugo finally stopped moving altogether. Withdrawing himself slowly from your depths, he carefully set you back down on your feet before turning you around to face away from him.

Pinning you against the cool tiles lining the interior of the shower stall, he aligned his hips with yours and slid himself back inside of you. Water poured over both of your bodies as he resumed fucking you relentlessly, pinning you firmly against the tiled surface.

"Fuck…oh god…faster…" You pleaded breathlessly, spreading your legs wider in order to accommodate him better.

He complied eagerly, sliding a hand down overtop of yours and urging them higher above your head against the wall. Pressing his chest flush against your back, he adjusted his angle slightly and drove himself deeper inside of you than before.

His pace quickened significantly as he listened to you beg for more, using your body as his personal fucktoy. "

Yeah? Like this?" He asked gruffly, grinding his hips in slow circles while fully sheathed inside of you.

"Or maybe this?" He questioned again, pulling almost all the way out before slamming himself back inside, eliciting a loud cry from your lips.

Incoherent whimpers and moans spilled from your lips as he reduced you to little more than a babbling mess incapable of forming coherent thoughts anymore.

"Did I break you?" He murmured teasingly in your ear, continuing to hammer away at your prostate mercilessly.

A few more powerful thrusts sent him tumbling over the edge.

Groaning loudly, he slammed into you one final time before emptying himself deep inside of you, filling you up with his cum. Warmth flooded your insides as he finished depositing every last drop of semen into your depths.

Carefully withdrawing from your used entrance, Kugo steadied you beneath the pouring water as he wrapped his arms securely around your waist.

"Mhm, good boy," He praised softly, rubbing small circles onto your stomach as he held you there against him. "You did so well for me."

The two of you stood quietly beneath the still running showerhead, enjoying the sensation of the warm water cascading down your intertwined bodies. Contentment washed over you as you leaned further back into Kugo's solid chest, reveling in the tight, comforting hold he had on you

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battydora · 1 year

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my personal take on my hero academia men (pro heroes) and their preferences in bed

alphabetically.

masterlist | rules

¡ +18, minors dni !

characters: all might, best jeanist, cementoss, ectoplasm, edgeshot, endeavor, eraserhear, fatgum, gang orca, hawks, ingenium, manual, present mic, sir nighteye

content: nsfw, general sexcanons, reader x various characters, gender neutral but mentions of breasts and vulva (all might, eraserhead, sir nighteye) and penis (eraserhead), reader referred as mommy (manual), some romance, some fluff, roughness and freakness, but above all, sexy time.

warnings: suggestive content, mentions of various kinks, sexual activities, cock riding, rimming, dirty talking, public teasing, foreplay, rope bunny, oral sex, fingering, cunnilingus, rough sex and much more.

note: i think i never had an idea better than this. enjoy

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all might: big fan of nipple kissing (him receiving), ass grabbing and slapping (both giving and receiving), he loves seeing you ride him, he likes the way your titties bounce up and down, whenever he gets a chance he grabs them. i believe he's very much into rimming, anytime he asks you to eat his ass you will soon have toshinori moaning softly into the pillow, your mouth feels so good in him it makes him go crazy. a bonus: he likes when you strip for him before doing it. i think he's insecure about his body so you'll have to be patient and loving, and maybe take control most of the time.

best jeanist: im gonna go wild with this one, i love him. he's a switch. as a dom, hakamada enjoys rope bunny (or bondage if he's really in the mood), he likes tying up your hands and feet when you're fully naked on his bed, he's very gentle though and gives soft/please dom energy, whatever you desire, you'll have him working hard to give it to his love. as a sub, tsunagu tells you he submits completely to you, he's probably on his knees hugging your torso waiting for instructions like a little puppy willing to follow its master. he lets you decorate him with bites and hickies all over. the pro hero is also a gentle moaner, his moans and whines are the cutest and softest you've ever heard, it almost sounds like a melody when you give him a handjob and play with his balls. he also loves the idea of having his face ridden... or maybe edging..... another plus is that he loves lingerie, the idea of your cute butt being adorned with only a tiny bit of cloth makes his mind flash the dirtiest ideas, imagine him getting home just to find completely naked on the couch except for a thin dark red pantie, he'd fall on his knees in front of the sofa completely enchanted by you as he worships your gorgeous body. idk he's so romantic ugh💍💍

cementoss: not sure how his body works, but if he happens to have the same touch as humans, he'd be the type to please his partner, honestly i think he befriended more with toys and he relies on them a lot to give you the pleasure you deserve, because ken deep inside is worried you won't enjoy having sex with him thanks to his quirk.

ectoplasm: a romantic one, he probably enjoys more vanilla sex rather than very lewd stuff, he's so full of compliments for you, he enjoys adoring your body, kissing and caressing it with his hands. he has particular interest in your thights so don't mind if you find him grabbing and squishing them during sexy time (which is also the only place he'll allow himself to bite if you let him :))

edgeshot: just as ectoplasm, shinya is a very romantic partner, sexy time with him might include candles, gifts, roses and praises all along the way. he's not here for quickies, he's determined to take entire minutes of his time to explore every inch of your body and give them costumized attention to each. sitting you on his lap to make out with you as he grabs your ass and caresses your lower back and shoulder blades. you want your genitalia touched? he already has his hand working. you want to be railed nonstop? “we will break the bed if that is what it needs to be done for your enjoyment, darling”. he personally enjoys moans and whines, i think he is a man who likes to know what he's doing right, so please, praise him he wants to know his lovely partner is having the best they can get, he'll do anything to provide the orgasm(s) their significant other deserves to make them scream of pleasure so please congratulate him and tell him his doing an excellent job, because he sure is.

endeavor: a very, very rough partner. i feel like you two have a rivals with benefits dynamic, you tease him and he teases you. in bed you never fail to insult eachother, merciless scratching, mean bitting, feral kissing. he loves it, he loves being able to expulse his stress on you, specially when you walked around town teasing him, calling him a bastard and acting like a brat around him all day because the more teasing, greater the punishment when back home. bruises of all types can be done here. enji has no problem on taking you anywhere around the house, he loves laying your body over the dining table and rail you nonstop, the couch aswell, oh and did i mention that one time in the shower?

eraserhead: uuhh, this one might dissapoint some of you. i personally headcanon aizawa as a demiromantic/demisexual person so it took you a while to get him open about his sexual desires but once you gave eachother explicit consent and boundaries, you unleash all your fantasies at once. shouta seems like the guy to go for classic positions at first, such as the missionary and doggy style, buuut... if you ask him to go rough and wild, oh dear, bet he'll go rough and wild until you're a whiny dirty mess underneath him. shouta also likes giving oral, as you make out, he sits you down on the edge of the bed, he takes his kisses to your neck, chest and tummy as his hands caress your body shamessly, once he gets down there, he gifts you a wide devilish smile before putting his mouth to work (you do him a favour by pulling his hair up, he also wouldn't mind if you pull it hard). not a messy eater, but he swears he has never tasted something this good like your cock/pussy before.

fatgum: one of my favourites indeed. i hope you're ready because things have never been freakier, taishiro is a MENACE in bed, he seems so sweet and innocent but this big boy hides the most naughty kinks and fantasies (under his bed?). very freaky and hungry while approaching you, likes to pin you down on bed and is always in the mood for sex! he sure is no dissapointment, plus his stamina>>, imagine the possibilities. taishiro is very open minded too! so if you go to him with a new idea to try in bed, he'll be the first in line to try it out! but this is not it, he knows quite well pleasure does not and never relies on penetration, no, the last thing he thinks of is penetration, he takes time to explore your other senses, he plays with your sight and smell, may you picture yourself blindfolded and handcuffed as toyomitsu caresses, kisses and bites your skin, pulling you closer to make you feel his fragance and maybe using a little vibrator on your sensitive zone to push you to your limits, please?

gang orca: i know some of you are down bad for this gal, dw i got you. kugo can be... intense, despite his mean and bold personality at work, he is a man who enjoys having fun with his partner whenever he can, indeed, he is a great and spontaneous teaser, specially in public, you could be out on a date at a cafe and then suddenly get a risky hint from him... “i bet i can take you anywhere looking so tempting like you do right now” “did that catch you off guard? mmh...” “i'm not afraid of people knowing how bad i want my partner, specially how i want to spread their legs over the tabl-” you have to stop him because if you didn't, he wouldn't. he never tries to hide how aroused you make him feel sometimes, he's so proud to have you as his partner, you're so hot and attractive and he sees you like a treasure, kugo wants everyone to know you're his. did i tell you that one time he dragged you into a public restroom for you to ride his cock as he sat on the toilet? he definitely enjoys doing risky things in public, the adrenaline he feels has no comparison, specially when you put up with this behaviour and become touchy with him.

hawks: great friends with dirty talking and teasing, keigo is the type of man to whisper lewd things into your ear all through the act (from foreplay until you are done with eachother), he whispers compliments on how hot you look but also in the many positions he would like to put you to rail you (or to rail him). he enjoys performing penetration, but he also loves receiving anal attention, he remembers that time for his birthday you gifted him a dildo and used it that same night, thinking how it would feel if you were there to help him... he phone called you before having his orgasm and you never ran so fast in your life just to reach the hero's home, making sure to give him all the anal sex he wished making him cum multiple times. this turned into a habit because he enjoys anal play a whole lot, now you know what to do to have number 2 hero screaming of pleasure and cumming over and over.

ingenium: unpopular ik shut up, iida's are so hot a switch! i like to think tensei iida has preference for vainilla sex rather than anything too intense. whenever he takes control, he's such a sweet and loving partner, always asking for your consent on things and asking you how are you feeling. very sweet and caring, very focused on your pleasure! when you take control, tensei enjoys a lot when you give him hand jobs while fingering his ass, he adores how your hands make him feel and doesn't like to admit it but he moans quite softly and gets flustrated when you tease/compliment him about it.

manual: IDK WHAT I'M DOING ANYMORE HELPJDKD he's so pretty pls agree w me definitely a sub, no matter how much he tries to hide it and prove his "dominance" to you, masaki still submits to your touch almost inmediately after a few kisses. he enjoys being bit and marked all over (as long as no one at work sees the marks) and when going very intimate with you, he let's you peg him, he loves the feeling of his prostate being constantly hit by your plastic cock. if i'm going to give manual his own sexcanons, i'm gonna do it right: he has a mommy and degradation kink, he might seem so cute and sweet from the outside but indoors you know he falls on his knees for you, telling him how much of a whore he is for you and what would his coworkers think if they knew how dumb and pathetic he looks when mommy fucks him hard. masaki also goes weak when you slap his ass, he does not mind if you leave any red marks and scratches.

present mic: for someone who is as intense and loud like he is, hizashi is surprisingly a very soft partner in bed! i feel like he is the type of guy you can laugh with during sexy time and make fun jokes about the weird noises that can occur during some parts of the act. yamada probably studied the kama-sutra back and forth so everyday you get to try a new and fun pose for sexy time! having sex with hizashi is very entretaining and passionate, he's very gentle but can go rough if you ask him to, if you ask him his favourite pose, he'll probably choose reverse cowboy (with you on top) and maybe 69. plus: he likes listening to music as you fuck! the music tastes my vary depending on you and the mood of the day.

sir nighteye: it took you a while to convince mirai to have an active sex life with you, his main excuse was because of his quirk, he is a pro hero yes, but he might get carried away during sex because you're so sexy ;) and use it on you by accident. you discussed this for months until you proposed you could cover your eyes and let sasaki use you at his will. the idea surprisingly fit mirai's liking so you gave it a chance. you never thought the so composed, ellegant and serious man could be so good at stimulating all of your sensitive zones, the guy is amazingly good with his fingers, his thumb rubs your clit so deviously slow as other two fingers bury deep inside your vagina, teasing your insides mercilessly. his other hand does not stay still, it joins the fun playing with your chest, rubbing and pinching your nipples and squishing your breasts every now and then. but the fun isn't over, some other day you decide to blindfold sasaki, at first he was uncomfortable and unsure for not being in complete control of the situation (because he is a control freak you know) but as soon as you got your hands on him, stripping him, kissing and marking his body, rubbing his sensitive zones; he found himself enjoying this way of love making more than the one where he was in control and doing all the job (he's a man that works hard everyday and work expectations don't let him rest, so you guessed it was time for him to enjoy and relax!). mirai doesn't like to admit it but he likes doing it in his office, you did it only twice there, but he wishes to do it more often, he's just too embarassed to ask (the second time he took off his all might poster from the wall because he felt observed and very ashamed)

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queenof-curses · 1 year

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Kugo Sakamata (Gang Orca)-

Y/N's Melody

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Dating Pro-hero Gang Orca has never been short of interesting. He's attentive, loving, and an amazing partner. What Kugo brings to the bedroom has always rocked your world- but tonight is a little different. Your fertile scent activates his animalistic side, and he shows you just how much that effects him.

Masterlist | More My Hero Academia

Gang Orca x Fem!Reader

wc: 3k

author's note: I am not a marine biologist, nor do I claim to be. I did research up some whale mating patterns, but it was interesting to find that there is a lot unknown out there. Anyways, that’s about as much research as I’ll ever catch myself doing for erotic fanfiction. Enjoy! 🐳

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Killer whales have an interesting mating pattern.

Not only do the males have to sometimes fight off other competition, but they also sing for their potential mates. A personalized song meant for their match, a melody that’s purpose is to turn the female on enough to allow for fertilization to happen.

This was no different for Kugo, whose mutant-type quirk allows him the abilities of a Killer whale. Mating rituals included.

Being with Kugo has been nothing short of interesting. Every time the two of you did it felt like the first, always learning something new about one another and falling deeper in love with each moment.

Like killer whales, Gang Orca sings to you when he’s feeling, well… when he’s feeling frisky.

The song was always the same, but it was beautiful. A series of deep tones followed by a special series of clicks that he put together just for you. Every time you heard it, it made your heart soar and your pussy flutter. Yes, your anatomy had ended up being very different, but at the end of the day you were a fertile female, and he was very very male.

You watched the way his cock swayed between his legs. Kugo was indeed a whale-mutant, there was no doubt about it. His shaft was heavy, the sheer weight of it made it swing as he walked towards you. Your wide eyes took in his naked body-

His sculpted black and white chest, shiny and smooth in the low light of your shared bedroom. Chiseled abs created from his hard work as a pro-hero, each muscle making your mouth water as you brought your eyes even lower.

His cock bobbed as he walked towards you on the bed, his erection prominent and bulging. Just like males of his animal species, Kugo’s cock wasn’t that of a human man, but of an Orca whale. The appendage was tentacle-like, a thick base the size of your forearm that led to a tapered tip. His coloring was a deep, dusty pink… it stood out from the rest of his body, but the way it twitched and leaked had you salivating.

As he made his way to you, his song clicked and echoed in the room. The melody dancing across your mind, it sent shivers down your spine to hear. You loved the way he sang for you. It allowed you to tell when he was in the mood, and that he only had eyes for you.

It also helped that those sharp clicks made your nipples erect and clit twitch. It was like an animalistic response- one that mammals must have developed thousands of years ago. Deep down, your heart soared to hear his special song. It relaxed you, calmed you down when you were upset, and basically, made you horny as hell.

As he got closer, you leaned back onto your elbows.

Kugo wasn’t the only one that was naked. You brought your knees up onto the edge of the bed, a position similar to missionary. Except in this case, you exposed yourself to him.

His song rang louder as he watched you reach down with one hand, separating the lips of your cunt as you unashamedly showed yourself to him.

He stopped just short of you, his song halting as you listened to him inhale deeply. The smell of your arousal filled his nostrils, it made his dick pulse with a strong need to sink into you. He eyed your open slit greedily, wanting to sink himself down deep inside of you.

“I’m only barely holding myself back, Y/N. When you do this… I- I feel the pull to breed you.”

“Then what are you waiting for, Kugo?”

Your words were temptation- lewering him in close like a fish on bait. He wanted you- he always fucking wanted you. But tonight was a little different.

Tonight he could smell your ovulation.

If he were to sink his tentacle-like cock into you, you would be bred fully, like a bitch in heat. The scent was there, prominent and arousing.

“My Sweet…” he starts.

The nickname he used for you always made you blush- it was a window into the soft side of his normally formal pro-hero self.

“If we do this- the results of our actions will be the fruit of our labor…”

“So… you're saying that I’m ovulating?” You smiled, silently giggling at his stoic choice of words.

He exhales before answering you. “Yes my Sweet… if we continue, you’ll be pregnant before the night ends.”

“Kugo…” your voice was soft as you got up to stand in front of him. You reached out to caress his beak softly, the cool rubber-like skin was a relief on your heated palm.

“I would love nothing more to make a baby with you…” you smile warmly at him, a grin that stretches from ear to ear when you hear his only answer to your tempting words- his song for you.

His hand comes up and clasps around the wrist that touches his face, gripping it lightly as he uses the other to rest against the small of your back. He pulls you in close and nuzzles the crook of your neck.

Although Kugo was unable to kiss you, you never minded that fact. He made up his love for you in other ways, and as he lifted his head back up, still singing, you placed a chaste kiss on the tip of his mouth.

Finally, he takes both your hands in his- deep eyes lock with yours and you notice the way his expression changes.

Once soft eyes turn dark as you feel the wetness of his hard cock slither against your skin. He squeezes your wrist tight before speaking.

“On the bed, My Sweet… I want you on all fours.”

You smile wide, enjoying when your mate gets a little rough.

“Yes sir.” You answer him, voice sultry and ready.

As you turn back around he lightly swats your ass, making you jump and hurry onto the bed in the position he requested. You couldn’t wait to see what he had in store for tonight.

Now on your hands and knees, you could do nothing but wait- the time passed slowly, and just as you were about to say something you felt cool, large hands massaged your backside.

“I love your ass, you know…” he tells you as he squeezes your cheeks. “I love seeing your little holes all open like this, just for me…”

You moan at his lewd words, arching your back and giving him a better view of your darkest places.

“You’re so fucking wet right now- I can see your pussy shine with it.”

A finger swipes up and down your folds, making you moan out and put your head down. You listened to your cunt squelch under his soft touch, your ass high in the air for his pleasure.

After Kugo made you sufficiently soaked, he removed all touch from you completely. You groaned in frustration, upset that he didn’t bring you to orgasm like he usually did.

It was then that you heard the drawer of the nightstand open. Followed by Kugo’s hum of delight, you hear a click followed by a monotone purrring sound.

“Oh god!” You cried out.

It was your hitachi wand.

Kugo brought the head of your toy up to your clit- placing it directly on the hardened bud as he sent vibrations tingling throughout your entire body.

“That’s it baby… I want you to cum for me.”

You rocked back into the toy, desperate to be filled and aching for his cock. Your folds were soaked, you could feel yourself leak onto the thing sheet below, no doubt making a complete mess.

“Fuck- Kugo, please…” you cried out.

He only turned the vibration up higher, jolting your body in shock and sending you deeper into the bed. The pro-hero admired the way you fisted the sheets, he could see the shivers running throughout your body from the vibrations. Your toes were curling, and he couldn’t get enough of it.

“What was that, My Sweet… did you need something?”

He was teasing you, enjoying the way your body broke out in a thin sheen of sweat as he rubbed the vibrating head deeper into your hardened clit.

It drove you insane, your hands fisting the sheets as you were so close to your orgasm. You couldn’t seem to get over that hill of frustration, desperate to be filled by anything to get you there.

“Fuck Kugo…baby- I need you, need your fingers- something!” You cried out, frustrated and begging for pleasure.

You could almost hear the way he grins, eager and yet strategic in his plan for you. Waiting for a few more moments of bliss, he brings his fingers back to your entrance.

You feel the way his fingers play with your juices, spreading the honey of your pussy across your lower lips as he toyed with you further. Moving your hips back, you show him just how desperate you are for him. You rock against his touch in earnest, attempting to increase the friction as best you can.

Just as you open your mouth to beg, Kugo sinks two of his largest fingers into you. He drives the appendages down to his knuckles, fucking you with his fingers and he rolls the head of the wand in circles onto your now-swollen clit.

“Yes- that’s it baby, take what you need.”

He watches you, practically hypnotized by the way you fuck yourself on his fingers. He meets the movements of your backside, pounding into you with his hand as he drives you closer to orgasm.

“God- fuck, I’m gonna cum, fuck it feels so good!”

He can see the way your cunt tightened around him. As he dragged his fingertips against your gummy walls, he felt each and every twitch of your insides as you squirt back onto his hand.

The vibrations on your clit along with Kugo’s fingers inside of you send you flying. Your eyes roll back as you cum hard onto his hands, your juices cover his wrist and the bed below as you drench your partner in your cum.

You can hear Kugo’s song as he uses it to coax you down from your blissful state, the hums and clicks bringing you back down to earth as you collapse onto the bed from exhaustion.

He turns off the vibrator, setting it down as he admires your blissful state. He loved to see you like this- fucked out and on cloud 9, it made him hard as fuck and he felt like he was about to burst. His tip leaked between his legs, coating his strong inner thighs in precum as he watched you with water eyes.

Once he felt like you were okay enough to continue, he stopped his song and positioned himself behind you.

“I hope you’re ready, My Sweet.”

You felt the way the smooth tip of his cock ran through your sensitive folds. He collected your wetness as his shaft rubbed against your core, his precum mixing with your previous release as he prepared you to take him.

Your moans filled the room as he teased you with his shaft, the heat of his tentacle-like member threatening to send you over. It was a slimy mess, the noises your wet folds made against him had you both on edge.

Once Kugo decided you were ready, he positioned himself at your entrance. Slowly, he began to enter you from behind. He held your hips tight, holding you up against him as he thrusted in.

You felt yourself begin to stretch- the girth of his cock increasing as he pressed each inch into your tight hole.

“Oh God… Kugo…” you moaned, attempting to pierce yourself even further on his shaft.

“Shhh.. My Sweet, that’s it,” he praises you, holding your hips in place and forcing you to take him slowly.

He loved watching the way your body accepted his massive length, mesmerized by the sight of you stretched tight around him. Each time you pushed your body back to take him completely, he had to hold himself still from burying himself inside of your heat.

“You’re such a good girl,” he continued his praise, “that’s right, take it all in…”

Cool hands squeeze the fat of your ass cheeks, massaging them as if to encourage the stretch of your tiny cunt. You were drooling at this point, moans fell freely from your lips as you relaxed your core in order to take him all the way in.

“Fuck Kugo!” You scream out in bliss as you feel his lower abdomen meet your hips.

He bottomed out inside of you, giving you a moment to relax your body and adjust to his massive size.

“That’s right Sweet girl… think I can move now?” he asks you, concern lacing his voice even through the sheer bliss he was feeling right now.

It made your heart soar that he cared so much to guarantee your pleasure. You nodded your head and gave him a soft “yes,” indicating that he was free to move.

It was that moment that Kugo Sakamata lost control.

Seeing you beg for him with your eyes, so sweet and full of trust did something to him. The knot of tension in his lower belly snapped as his animalistic instincts kicked in.

He pulled his long and girthy cock out of you, inch by inch until just the tapered tip of his member brushed against the opening of your cunt. Then, with a click of his voice, he thrusted into you.

His biceps bulged as he repeated the action over and over again- running the thickness of his girth against your gummy walls as he pounded into you from behind.

Your eyes rolled back, your mouth opened wide as you panted under the grasp of his hands.

“Fuuuuuck, Kugo I-”

You were lost for words. The only thing you could do was moan and drool onto the bed below as he mounted you like a beast in heat.

Control long gone, Gang Orca lost all sense of being as he felt the way your pussy clamped around his cock. It shouldn’t feel this good- but your size difference meant that his cock stretched your walls to your limits, and he carved out a place for himself inside of you with each thrust.

“My Sweet- I’m gonna, fuck, I’m gonna cum…”

His words came out as a growl, you felt him tighten his grip as he increased his pace. He fucked you hard and fast, each snap of his hips brought the kiss of his heavy balls against your swollen clit. Your eyes went cross as the delicious heat of the stretch was soothed by the bliss of him moving his thick shaft against your wet walls.

Suddenly, you felt him angle his hips downward, thrusting so hard you felt the tip of his cock press against your cervix. He was deep, touching your womb with every thrust of his heavy cock as a particularly sharp thrusts sent you over once more.

Kugo feels you tighten around him- your walls clamping down on him with an iron grip as you cum hard around him.

“Shit-” he says, feeling the splash of warm liquid on his abdomen.

You scream out as you squirt on him, the thrusts of his hips never slowing as he fucks you through your orgasm. Your legs shake under you, your mind is numb as you take every inch of his cock through your pleasure.

Completely fucked out, the only words you can say over and over again are “Give it to me!”

Your cries for his cum push Kugo further, past the point of caring whether or not he hurts you or not. He was chasing his own release, your begging was something relatively new as he loses himself in you.

“Fuck-I’m going to to cum…” he growls out, feeling the way his sack seizes against the base of his shaft.

“Please sir- please cum in me, I want it- want your kids…”

You were completely lost to him, loving each inch he gave you as he pounded into your tiny body below him. His hands would leave large bruises and your pussy would be swollen from the onslaught of his thrusts the next day.

Kugo squeezes you hard, moving your body back to meet his own thrusts. The swaying of your bodies moved in sync like a dance- and it was then he began to sing for you.

His song got louder as he neared his end. By the time he pounded into you one final time, Gang Orca’s music echoed in your shared bedroom, filling your heart with love as he stilled himself inside of you.

He buried himself as deep as he would go, the tip of his cock nestled in your womb as you felt his heat fill you. Kugo emptied himself into your cunt- thick, hot seed filled you up. You felt yourself stretch even further as your body was forced to accommodate both his load and member at the same time.

“Oh Kugo… fuck- it feels’ so good…” you cry out. You were overwhelmed with emotion, feeling so warm and sated with your mate. And you knew he felt it too, his song rang loud as he filled your body with his seed...

He completely empties himself inside of you- doing his best to ensure his cum would stick.

“Y/N..” he starts, “My Sweet Y/N…”

Smooth hands massaged your now-bruised backside, his touch gone gentle as he kept himself seated deep inside your womb…

“Kuuuugoo…” you moaned, realizing he was still hard inside of you.

“Shh… Y/N… we will continue in a moment…”

And sure, Gang Orca may have finished once, but he was far from done…

#Gang Orca #kugo sakamata #gang orca x reader #my hero fanfic #mha x reader #kugo x reader #Kugo Sakamata x reader #bnha #gang orca mha

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deathmetalunicorn1 · 9 months

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Hey hey, can you do apart 2 to the ror x gang orca reader? Like this time some god or goddess goes on a range and starts to attack anyone before charging at a group of children. That's when the reader steps in and goes full protective mode and shows them how scary they could be. Like how would the gods and humans react to that?

-Raiden, your good friend, spoke to you one night while the two of you were out enjoying a meal together, paired with drinks, “What are you like when you’re angry? I’ve seen you mad a few times, but not angry.”

-You hesitated, as your temper came with a side effect of being extremely intimidating, and paired with your looks already, it made you terrifying, and you told him as such.

-Raiden understood that you didn’t like losing your temper, and after many years, you had a pretty good lid on it, with only a few things being able to set it off.

-It was Poseidon who actually saw your temper firsthand, witnessing it as you and him were on one of Poseidon’s many beaches with children, teaching them about pollution and trash and the effect it has on the ocean environment.

-The kids adored you, finding you super nice, despite your scary looks, and they liked to learn from you, and they learned Poseidon was similar, he looked scary, but was nice, at least nicer to the kids.

-While the kids were having a mini competition, picking up trash, you were speaking with Poseidon when you heard a child cry out in pain.

-You turned, worried that they had cut themselves before you instantly saw red, seeing adults, adult gods, teasing the children, and they had taken the bag of trash out of the little girl’s hand, teasing her and knocked her down.

-The roar you let out was unearthly as Poseidon flinched back, surprised by the sound but quickly saw what you had seen and both of you were quickly charging over.

-The gods shrieked comically in fear as you made it to them, putting yourself between them and the child as other children went to her hair as you hauled the two gods up by their shirts easily.

-You looked so demonic; you looked like you were going to eat them!!

-Once they passed out as you growled lowly, showing them your teeth, you dropped them down into the sand before you froze, hearing the kids sniffling behind you.

-You turned, horror on your face as you were terrified you had scared the kids before they all immediately rushed you, hugging you as you carefully knelt down, hugging them as they said that they were worried for you, not wanting you to get hurt.

-Poseidon could tell you were a little shy, hesitant almost as you asked, “You’re not scared of me, are you?” you were quickly plowed down by the children who all shouted out ‘no’ before telling you how cool you looked, and they hadn’t realized how fast you actually were.

-Poseidon cracked a grin, seeing you acting so shy, trying to make yourself seem smaller which he teased you playfully about, “Some apex predator you are.” You pouted up to him which made his grin widen.

-You just inhaled softly, happy to see the kids picking up trash and playing in the water, happy that they weren’t afraid of you.

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader #ror poseidon #ror raiden

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rose-riot-johnson · 4 months

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Hello can I request a gang orca x reader (fem) fluff to smut? Orca working late and the reader tries to get him away from work? Reader sitting on orcas lap and getting him riled up. Clothes remaining on for orca, and orca kinda being shy and very gentle about sex. He’s a bit hesitant to having sex in his office but he can’t hide his excitement for it. (The reader is kinda a tease and softly strokes his bludge). The sex is romantic, no one calling each other degrading names or being super loud, just gently/rough sex. (He warns her about making noise)(Lights are off in his office and the computer light is the only thing that helps the reader see orca besides his red eyes). Orca enjoys letting her ride him and gently bends her over and works up to a rough pace from behind, while telling her how much he loves her. Creampie, and after care before they go home. The end! (Add details as usual, background, dialogue, and more. If you wish)!

I definitely will see about working on this Gang Orca fanfic you requested😃👍To warn you it could take me a while, because of a recent busy schedule and stuff going on in my personal life😅Also I'm gonna add a NSFW in this fanfic (if you don't mind) , so this will be the first requested fanfic the will get a NSFW or SFW type genres without mentioning NSFW or SFW for the request... So to warn you I do write NSFW and SFW type fanfics than I do with regular and head cannon(?) type fanfics. As for sex positions you mentioned about the reader riding Gang Orca and Gang Orca riding the reader from behind, so I will see what I can come up with from there hopefully I can write that part correctly.

☕Trying To Get Gang Orca To Wind Down☕(Kugo Sakamata, aka Gang Orca x Female Reader)

Genres: Fluff to Smut, NSFW and Sex Aftercare (Warning +18⚠️: Sexual Contact (Including (Sexual) Teasing, Bulge Stroking, Boob Groping, And Vaginal Penitration)

You have tried for weeks to get Gang Orca to take a break from his work, because he has been over working himself to get his work done. While you get he has to get work done before the deadline, however he focuses on his work nonstop and sometimes gets it done way too early.

You try to convince him to take a break for atleast a couple hours, because you know everytime he has been doing his work, he will only focus on that amd he will forget about his tummy, sleep, his well-being, etc... So, you knew you had to come up with a plan to help him take a break from his work for atleast a couple hours, if not the whole night...

One night, as you expected, Gang Orca decided his usual habit which was working late at night, no matter how tired he is, so you managed to sneak into his office, considering he's only focused on work and all the lights are, except the computer light, because he needed the computer on for his work, obviously.

You then somehow managed sneak behind him and massaged his shoulders... Gang Orca looked behind him to notice you (trying not to show he's spooked), as he asked, "I'm curious how you managed to sneak into my office, (Female Reader Name)?", before proceeding to stand up, then noticing you were wearing much less than usual.

You explained to him about how you got into his office, why you got into his office, the fact you know he will secretly get excited about the sex when opportunity happens, and other things you plan on telling him. He was hesitant about the sex at first, however he knows that neither one of you will be sure about if you will get that opportunity again.

As you gently stroked Gang Orca's bulge he groaned and whispered, "Don't Forget, (Female Reader Name)... We have to be quiet... We can't have anyone hear us... Remember what happened last time?".

Gang Orca laid down on the floor, so he can let you ride on his cock. You moved over your underwear, so you can insert his cock inside of you easier.

As you rode on his cock, the both of you held moans back trying to keep yourselves quietly, as possible, as he had you bend over a little bit, while trying to ride him, as he tells you how much he loves you.

A few minutes after you were riding him, he suggested to try out a different position, which you happily agreed, as you got off his cock and went to his desk to get yourself prepped up for what he's about to do with you from behind with you hands on the edge of his desk.

Gang Orca then went behind you and put his cock inside of your pussy, as he starts to thrust inside of you. As he continues to thrust himself inside your pussy, he gently bends you over, his thrusts get rougher the more he thrusts and he tells you how much he loves you, while he moves his hands underneath your bra to grope your breasts.

Once he came (creampied himself) inside of you, he decided to heat up something warm for you since he has the equipment to make you a cup of (hot drink of reader's choice), while thanking you for your company.

Gang Orca, then massaged your back, arms, sides, neck, legs, and feet, before he got you completely dressed. The last thing he did before he went home with you was make you another cup of a hot cup of (hot beverage of reader's choice).

It was definitely the most relaxing night you and Gang Orca ever had.

☕The End☕

I hope you enjoyed the Gang Orca fanfic my Tumblr Peeps😃👍As for you @watergod57-69 I hope I did well on the request😃👍Apologies for the wait😅Busy schedule and stuff happening outside of social media in general (I only did fanfics on Tumblr despite of having account on other social media platforms)😅Anyways I still hope you enjoyed the Gang Orca fanfic and hopefully I didn't rush the fanfic😅😃👍

#rose riot writings #fanfic written by rose riot johnson #rose riot johnson #fluff to smut #gang orca x reader #gang orca fluff to smut #sakamata kugo #mha kugo #gang orca mha #bnha gang orca #kugo sakamata #kugo x reader #rose riot answers #request answered by rose riot johnson

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faulty-writes · 1 year

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[ What's this? A new character has appeared! Yup, this is my first Kugo Sakamata aka Gang Orca piece! Now, if you've been following my blog for a while then you already know that on occasion I get inspired by the weirdest of things. This one-shot was inspired by this gif of Princess Peach with her parasol and when I saw it, the image of Gang Orca catching someone floating down by their parasol entered my mind so I had to write a piece based on that. Also, I have a little thing for this whale man and I hope it satisfies the rest of you Gang Orca lovers too! ]

[ Having a parent who happens to be a pro hero is hard, but being the child of Sir Nighteye is even harder, especially when he continuously dismisses your passion for inventing and support gear. Now he's planning to leave for a month to go to America and despite the fact you're an adult, he assigns Kugo to watch over you. How will you survive a month with the Killer Whale Hero? ]

You looked at him completely puzzled. “W-what?” you replied only to hear him sigh in response. He pressed two fingers to his forehead, obviously frustrated. You knew from experience that your father otherwise known as Sir Nighteye wasn’t a man that liked repeating himself.

He believed tasks once given should be carried out immediately and efficiently. The same applied to any piece of information, when one speaks you should listen and retain said information and only question it when there was an obvious logical error.

“Y/n, I will not repeat myself,” he stated in his normal deep and authoritative tone making you frown. “B-but…” you frantically shifted your eyes back and forth, trying to come up with a logical argument that would deter him from doing what he just told you he was going to.

“I’m an adult! I don’t need anyone to babysit me while you’re away in America!” you exclaimed, but as expected he turned his back to you and ignored your behavior. You growled, watching him take out his phone to call someone.

You marched behind him, disregarding the fact that his phone was now pressed against his ear, and exclaimed “Dad!” He froze and slowly turned his head, glaring at you. “Y/n,” he said, pulling the phone away from his ear and covering the speaker just in case the opposite party answered.

You managed to glance at the screen, feeling some dread when you noticed he was calling Toshinori Yagi otherwise known as All Might. You knew years and years ago that your father was All Might’s sidekick but surely he wouldn’t be bothering the man to ask him to babysit his adult child, right?

Then again, your father was as stubborn as he was smart. “Please leave this room, it’s rude to eavesdrop,” you growled again, stomping your foot against the floor. “Fine!” you hissed through clenched teeth and promptly turned to leave as requested.

“I’ll be in my room working on my inventions, not that you ever let me follow my passion,” you muttered under your breath before slamming the door and walking down the hall and to your bedroom. It was fairly large with all the necessary furniture and you even had your own bathroom.

On the other side of the room was a wall that had various tools hanging on it and in front of the said wall was a large table filled with blueprints, screws, scraps of metal, and some unfinished inventions. Sighing, you approached and pulled out your work stool to sit on.

Yes, this was your passion. Not just creating support gear, but inventions of all sorts. You smiled, shifting your gaze to an umbrella rack that was sitting on the floor next to your table and the single parasol that rested inside of it.

The upper portion of it was white while the lower half was light pink, and the frill that surrounded the edges of it was a darker shade of pink. While some might question the color scheme, you thought it made it look more appealing as it wasn’t just any ordinary parasol.

You had designed it for self-protection and safety in the event that someone jumped or fell from a dangerous height. The panel of it was made out of a special fabric that helped magnify the magnetic field that was generated from the shaft and distributed out of the ferrule or end tip.

In other words, it allowed someone to cushion their fall when descending from a certain altitude by manipulating the force of gravity through the said generated magnetic field which would allow them to safely “levitate” through the air.

You had tweaked it a few times to lessen the generated strength by doing some calculations on the average weight of a human being so the parasol could in theory allow someone to slowly float down to the ground as opposed to “levitate.” Of course, it was only a prototype and you weren't finished conducting test trials yet.

But you had confidence that it would work no matter what, yet your smile faded when you turned back to your worktable. With your father’s strict views on anything even remotely related to heroism or support gear, it was unlikely that your inventions would see the light of day.

Still, you took pride in your work even if no one but yourself or potential close friends could benefit from it. “Hm, are you certain he’ll be a good candidate to watch Y/n?” Mirai asked, pushing his glasses back onto the bridge of his nose.

He was planning to spend a month in America with Toshinori, to be more specific the two of them were going to I-Island to discuss an urgent matter and he was relying on the former number one hero to give him recommendations on who could be trusted to watch over you while he was gone.

“Yeah,” Toshinori replied, leaning back in his chair. “He’s done a few favors for Yuuei, including playing the part of the villain for the provisional licensing exam and according to Present Mic he likes kids,” he paused, somewhat hesitating to speak his next words.

“Although Y/n isn’t a child...I’m sure he wouldn’t be opposed to looking after them,” then again maybe he shouldn't give any regard as to how Mirai would respond to his words. “I see,” he was more than willing to trust whatever Toshinori said and seemingly ignored his comment about you not being a child.

“I’ll get in contact with him tomorrow,” although he was already thinking of another plan if this one fell through considering it was extremely difficult for a hero to alter their schedule on such short notice. “Thank you All Might, remember to pack accordingly for our trip,” Toshinori nodded despite Mirai not being able to see him.

“Of course,” he replied before hanging up, he knew that Mirai was always a stickler for the rules but he couldn’t help but feel bad for you. Being the child of a hero was bad enough, but being the child of a perfectionist that used to be a sidekick for a hero was even worse.

He sighed, looking toward the ceiling. “I just hope Y/n turns out a little better,” although he knew that the man had something special planned for you, and if it turned out well then you wouldn’t have to hide your talent any longer.

You remained locked in your room for the next few days, dreading when your father would finally leave and an unfamiliar person would come to watch you, not that you needed a babysitter. Although you could rule out that All Might wasn't going to be watching you after learning that he was also going to America with your father.

The day before your father was scheduled to depart, you finally emerged from your room and stumbled into the kitchen looking rather disgruntled. Your hair was a mess, and there were visible bags underneath your eyes.

Mirai was sitting at the kitchen table, with a pile of papers in front of him. One hand was busy crunching numbers on a calculator while the other was shifting through the said pile of papers. He paused and lifted his head, watching you walk to the kitchen counter where the coffee machine sat.

“I believed I advised against staying up working on your inventions,” he said, making you roll your eyes. “Why do you care? My inventions never meant anything to you,” pouring yourself a cup of caffeinated goodness, you walked over to the table and took the seat opposite your father.

He stared at you for a minute or two before he resumed working. “Why don’t you visit the Okuto Island Aquarium today?” you nearly dropped your coffee causing the scolding liquid to spill over your fingers. “...fuck…” you hissed under your breath, seeing as your father was against such language.

He paused yet again, narrowing his eyes on you. “Pardon?” he asked, ignoring the loud clank that came when you lowered your coffee mug onto the table. “Nothing, nothing!” you said, getting up from your seat and running your now tender fingers underneath cold water before wiping them dry.

“Y/n,” he said in that all too familiar ‘tell me now’ tone. You groaned and lightly slammed your fists onto the kitchen counter before sitting down once more. You shrugged and asked, “Why did you mention the aquarium?” he glanced back down, and the sound of his fingers hitting the calculator keys resumed.

“I recall you enjoyed going to the Okuto Island Aquarium,” you perched your lips, looking at him with an expression that read ‘seriously?’ before carefully taking a sip of your coffee. “When I was a kid I did…” you muttered in reply.

“Go to the Okuto Island Aquarium,” he demanded flatly, ignoring the way you rolled your eyes for the second time. “What are you even doing?” you asked, pointing to the papers in front of him. “Ensuring that the bills are paid during the month I’ll be away,” you blew a raspberry and propped your elbow onto the table.

Cradling your cheek in the palm of your hand, you thought ‘Of course, he’d do that,’ before shifting your gaze to the window above the sink. Maybe it would be nice to visit the aquarium. The trip to Okuto Island where said aquarium was located was no easy feat considering it was an island that was miles and miles from mainland Japan.

But the train and boat ride gave you time to think, tomorrow your father would be gone and you’d have to spend a month with a stranger or so you assumed. Your father had many connections, most of which were hero students and pro heroes.

It was unlikely that he’d trust a hero student to watch you, so that meant you could safely assume he was dragging a pro hero away from their busy schedule which was embarrassing, or at least you thought so. When would he actually see you as an adult and trust you could handle being on your own?

You expected at least a few things to have changed since the last time you visited but the main entrance to the aquarium looked the same as you remember. The archway was the same blue color and had the same painting of a school of fish swimming through the coral reef on it.

In addition, the name of the aquarium remained hanging in the center of said archway. Walking inside, you were immediately greeted with a circular hallway made out of glass which revealed the many fish, plants, sharks, and so on going about their business in their watery environment.

“Hm,” you walked to one side, admiring the fish swimming by before continuing forward. The first room after the circular hallway was large and the walls were painted a pale blue. It also had three separate passageways and each one had a large sign hanging above it describing where it led.

The room itself was crowded with adults and children alike. “Hm…” looking over the three passageways, you read each sign carefully. You could either go to the Land Area, Penguin Colony, or the Marine Mammal Center. Tapping your chin, you thought over your choices before settling for the Marine Mammal Center.

The passageway was a little darker than you thought, and you almost fell when you ran into a set of concrete steps. Shaking it off, you carefully walked up said steps and smiled when you reemerged and looked around. There were large pools of water surrounded by fences, but something in the distance caught your attention.

It looked like a large statue of a whale tail and an equally as large pool of water surrounded by a steel gate. Several people were standing around said gate and this was enough to pique your curiosity, so you began walking toward it. Once there, you squeezed your way to the front of the crowd.

“Excuse me, pardon!” you said, ignoring a few angry parents. You stumbled once you got to the front and looked into the large pool of water to see a killer whale swimming about. “Oh wow,” you said before everyone began to cheer, startling you in the process.

You picked your head up, seeing the most unusual sight. A tall, muscular man was walking onto the platform that was positioned in front of the whale tail statue. What was shocking was the fact that he had the features of the very same creature swimming in the water.

You couldn’t quite make out his facial features, but you took notice of the outfit he was wearing. It looked to be a white suit with a high collar that went all the way up to his chin, he had what looked to be teeth around said collar and the pink tie he was wearing almost looked like a tongue.

He had a strange cape over his back that looked like it blended in with his head considering it too resembled a killer whale. Was he a part of the show too or was he the trainer? He raised his arms and announced, “The show will begin now!” and you leaned back, replaying the sound of his voice in your head.

It was deep and had a certain growl to it like he was aggravated but you knew that couldn’t possibly be the case, especially with how the crowd responded. Cheers and whistles echoed so loud your ears began to ring and just as quickly, the man exclaimed “Quiet!” and the crowd fell silent.

He turned so he was facing the large body of water and with the wave of his hand, the killer whale lapped around the tank once. “Hm,” you frowned, noting that such a thing wasn’t exactly impressive. Then the man moved his hand to the left and the whale swam to the center of the pool of water.

The man raised his hand into the air, making some odd motions with his fingers, and seconds later the whale jumped out of the water only to crash back down creating a massive splash. The crowd clapped furiously, and you had to admit there was something satisfying about watching any sea creature jump out and back into the water.

Then he motioned the whale forward and you watched in slight amazement as the whale slid onto the platform where the man stood and tilted its head back on command. After receiving an affectionate rubbing from its dorsal fin to its blowhole, it slithered back into the water.

What the man did next somewhat shocked you, he ran and jumped into the water with the large creature. Thanks to his quirk, he could swim with such agility and speed, and it was a wonder to watch him. However, the actual killer whale swam behind him and when the man disappeared under the water the whale did too.

“Huh?” you leaned over, watching as the two circled one another underneath the water. Then the whale used its snout to lift the man through the surface, balancing him while it continued to swim and you could only watch this display with wide curious eyes.

The man simply spread his arms out while the crowd went wild. Then the whale lowered him back underneath the water and the next time they emerged the man was sitting behind the whale's dorsal fin and proceeded to round the tank waving to everyone he passed by.

However, you noticed he paused subtly when he passed you and turned his head as the whale continued to carry him around the perimeter of the pool. Although it was hard to tell what expression was on his face, you sensed he was acting as if he recognized you.

Grasping onto the metal bar that belonged to the fence surrounding the massive body of water, you locked your gaze on him and activated your quirk. Your eyes changed from white to black much like your father’s, but the only difference was that your irises turned white as opposed to purple.

Yes, you had not inherited your father’s ability of foresight. Rather you possessed a heightened sense of empathy, and when your quirk was activated you were able to see the emotions of an individual in various colors which allowed you to predict what possible actions they would perform next.

Although this wasn’t easy considering there were multiple colors or “auras” that surrounded an individual and said multiple colors related to a variety of emotions. Even so, the strongest emotion was usually the most vibrant of color.

When looking at the man, you noticed that among the various hues of red, blue, and purple, gray seemed to stand out the most which indicated self-doubt or uncertainty. ‘Okay…that’s a little weird,’ you thought, shrugging it off as him mistaking you for someone else and enjoying the rest of the show.

When it was finally over, you leaned against the fence deciding to wait until it was a little less crowded to leave. After a couple of minutes, you decided that you wanted to see the Penguin Colony but as you made your way to the exit, someone stopped you.

“Uh, is everything alright?” you asked them, wondering if perhaps you were going the wrong way. They shook their head and approached, making you take a step back. “Sakamata-san has requested your presence,” you knitted your brows and blinked a few times.

“I…sorry, w-who is that?” you asked, obviously confused. “The director of the aquarium,” they answered, only adding to your confusion. “Please follow me,” they motioned with their hand before walking away. “Uh…okay?” you said, shrugging as you followed behind them.

They led you through several hallways and took a few sharp turns before arriving at an oversized door. Knocking on it gently, they said “Sir, they’re here,” and a few seconds passed before you heard a semi-familiar voice respond.

“Send them in,” it said, and a shiver ran down your spine. That voice was just as deep and held the same growl as the man that had performed the killer whale show and looked at you as if he knew you. “Yes sir!” with that, they opened the door and bowed.

“Oh uh…thanks?” you said, waving them goodbye before hesitantly stepping through the door. Your suspicions were confirmed when you saw who was sitting at the desk on the other side of the room and came to an immediate stop.

It was the same man from before, although he was missing his cape and tie and his clothes remained soaked. More specifically, you could see through a portion of his white suit. While the collar of it seemed to be dry, looking at the sleeves of it you could see his dark skin underneath and his muscular arms.

He propped his elbows onto the table and folded his hands together. That’s when you noticed that his fingers appeared to curve and form claw-like tips unless those were his fingernails. It was hard to decipher, but your thoughts were shattered when he spoke.

“Shut the door behind you,” his words made you jump and your heart began to race. “H-huh?” you responded before realizing what he had said. “O-oh, right!” you cursed yourself for stuttering, but turned around and shut the door as requested.

Your cheeks began to flush, why did you get embarrassed so easily? You frowned and furrowed your brow seconds later when you heard him clear his throat. “Huh?” you glanced back, realizing that he probably did that to get your attention.

Quickly turning around, you looked at him and then at the floor in hopes he didn’t see that you were blushing. “S-sorry,” you muttered, folding your hands in front of you. He leered at you a moment before lifting one hand in the air.

“Come here,” he softly commanded, motioning you forward. “Hm?” lifting your head, you found yourself hesitating but knew it would be rude not to do as he asked. Once you were in front of his desk, you noticed the facial details you were struggling to make out earlier.

He had red colored pupils that stood out against the several white rings that surrounded his eyes and you couldn’t decide if that made him look approachable or just plain scary. “Sit down,” he said, now gesturing to the chairs that were to the left and right of his desk.

You latched onto your lip, feeling your cheeks grow just a touch warmer, and said nothing when you sat down in one of the mentioned chairs. Kugo folded his hands on his desk once more, glancing over at you carefully.

He was more than certain you were Mirai’s child, after all the man had informed him that you’d be paying a visit to his aquarium today. However, there was only one way to confirm this information. “You’re Sir Nighteye’s child, correct?” you jumped in your seat, looking at him bewildered.

“I…h-how did you know that?” you questioned, impolitely pointing your finger at him. “Wait…a-are you…” Kugo looked at you with narrowed eyes, already assuming what you were going to say. So he nodded. “I am Killer Whale Hero: Gang Orca,” he announced, ignoring your dropped jaw.

“Your father asked me to watch over you starting tomorrow, I believed it would be pleasant to get acquainted before that day,” slowly you closed your mouth, feeling a certain anger burn deep inside of you. This…THIS is who your father picked to watch you!?

“I…I’m sorry!” you suddenly exclaimed, frantically standing up from your seat. “I h-have to go,” you said, folding your hands in front of you and bowing. Kugo tilted his head, scratching the side of his temple as you scurried out the door.

“Perhaps I spoke too soon,” he concluded standing up from his desk and turning to look out the window wall behind him. He watched the citizens below walking this way and that and in the distance, he could see the killer whales and dolphins splashing in their respective areas.

In the back of his mind, he contemplated giving Mirai a call but ultimately decided it was not his place to do so. How you reacted toward your father based on the information he gave you was not his responsibility and family matters were only to be handled between the respected members of said family.

Yet, he couldn’t help but scratch his head again. “I hope this won’t interfere with anything,” it would be a shame if he started off on the wrong foot with you. By the time you returned home, the sun was setting. But that didn’t mean your anger had lessened any and you let that be known when you slammed open the front door.

“Why did you choose Gang Orca to watch me while you’re away!?” you demanded only to realize you had interrupted your father who was previously having a conversation with Toshinori before you barged in. “O-oh uh…” your expression dropped and once again you felt embarrassed.

You didn’t even know what to say, it’s not like you expected anyone but your father to be here at your house. You glanced down, noticing that several suitcases were surrounding both of the men, and nervously chuckled when you looked back up. “Uh, s-sorry!” you said, mostly apologizing because of the present company.

“I-I’ll be upstairs…heh…heh,” you nervously pointed to the staircase that led up to the second floor but paused halfway when your father uttered your name. “I expect better behavior from you,” he said, reaching up to adjust his glasses and ignoring the growl that came from you.

Turning around, you pointed your finger at him and opened your mouth, ready to tell him off. But, Toshinori spoke up first. “It’s alright Sasaki,” he said, holding up his hand. “I should be going anyway, I’ll see you in the morning,” Mirai frowned, but nodded a few seconds later.

“Very well, please come this way,” he said, walking Toshinori over to the door you had slammed open just moments earlier. “Thanks, have a goodnight,” the older man said before looking at you, nodding his head. “Mm…” you waved him goodbye and as soon as the door shut you said “Well?” and crossed your arms.

Mirai turned, staring at you with that all too familiar gaze you had grown to know throughout the years. Sighing, you brought your arms out to your sides. “Gang Orca!?” you screamed, stomping your foot against the step you were currently standing on.

“Why did you choose Gang Orca!?” he slumped his shoulders and looked away from you. “He was quite credible and recommended,” he responded, speaking as if that information was obvious. You furrowed your brow and screamed, “So what!?” in reply.

“He has a record of being friendly and cooperative toward his fellow heroes and has adequate experience watching children,” a frustrated groan escaped you. “I am not a kid!” you snapped before stomping up the rest of the stairs and moments later, Mirai heard you slam your door shut.

He knew you somewhat resented him due to him blocking your attempts to apply to Yuuei High and the other surrounding hero schools in Japan, he thought at the time that a more practical route would be best for you.

He spent a good portion of his money to send you to a private school that exclusively dealt with business administration and management. He did this with the hopes you’d abandon your passion for inventing and support gear in favor of a more practical and logical career.

It was only in recent years that he realized he was in the wrong. No matter how hard he tried to extinguish your passion it continued to burn fiercely and his attempts at changing it were pointless. Yes, it was a little too late for him to change the past.

But he could change your future, and this is what he was keeping a secret from you. If his attempts on this trip to I-Island were successful, he hoped more than anything that you’d forgive him for both the way he tried to force you to become someone you were not and for disregarding your passions.

You sniffled, feeling your eyes well up, and soon hot tears began to flood down your cheeks. You slumped against the door, allowing it to cushion your fall to the floor where you brought your knees up to your chest. “When will he treat me like an adult, damn it!” you hissed, then again he never seemed to respect you.

Maybe this month-long break would be good for both of you and even if Gang Orca was going to interrupt your peace, you could still enjoy time to yourself if you focused on your inventions. And this is exactly what you did for a good portion of the following month.

After your father left and Gang Orca came, you locked yourself away in your room. Your interactions with him were limited to a simple, “Hello” in the morning and “Goodnight” in the evening. On occasion, you’d find yourself eating at the table with him.

But you blocked all of his attempts to connect with you, although you knew deep down this situation wasn’t his fault. It was your father’s. Still, it was strange to know you were sharing a temporary living space with the pro hero.

You supposed that too was your father’s doing, instead of coming and leaving by nightfall Gang Orca was staying at your house. It was all so peculiar and sometimes you could hear him talking to your father on the phone.

Usually, the conversation was short and Gang Orca would confess his worries and how he felt as though he were failing to connect to you due to your actions. Then one day toward the end of the month, you had forgotten to close the door to your room.

Maybe it was the fact that your brain was fried from focusing on nothing but your inventions or maybe you didn’t push the door hard enough when you walked in. Regardless, you were hunched over your worktable fiddling with another one of your inventions only to be startled when you heard gentle knocking.

Immediately turning in your seat, you saw Gang Orca. He was wearing another white suit, with that same high collar decorated with diamond-like shapes and the same pink tie. The only difference with this particular outfit was the fact that he was also wearing a red vest and had a black belt.

Said belt had a wide black buckle that was decorated with two distinct white markings, almost like eyes. ‘Is that supposed to represent what he looks like?’ you thought. ‘Also, I could have sworn I shut that door,’ you wondered if you were misremembering or if perhaps the door opened on its own.

Kugo waited for you to respond, but it appeared that you were lost in your thoughts, or at least that’s what he could safely assume judging by your open mouth and the clueless glint in your eye. He cleared his throat, “May I come in?” he asked gesturing to your room.

“H-huh?” you snapped back to reality and pressed your hands against your chest. “Um…” you glanced to the side, thinking it over. You had been sort of rude to him, and you could only imagine how much work he was missing because of you.

Then again, he must have agreed to watch over you which meant he wanted to spend time with you, right? Although you knew your father must have paid him a heavy sum, this fact aside, you never had anyone to talk to about your inventions before.

Your father didn't care and your friends got bored whenever you tried to talk to them about anything scientific. “I g-guess, sure…” you shrugged and turned back to the table, picking up the small item you were currently working on. It was a flat disc, almost resembling a coaster.

“Mm…” Kugo nodded and slowly entered your room, taking in every little detail including the faint floral scent that lingered in the air. You tried to keep your composure when his heavy footsteps grew closer and froze when he stopped directly behind you, casting you and the table in his shadow.

“Uh…” you slowly turned, looking at him before shyly turning back trying to focus on the invention in your hands but you silently cursed yourself when you noticed your cheeks were warm. Were you only flushing because he was so close to you?

The silence that filled the air was suffocating, and you were almost thankful when he finally spoke. “What are you doing?” the question was simple and should have a simple answer. “I uh…w-well…” you paused and swallowed the lump in your throat.

“I…uh, l-like inventing things,” you said, feeling your face grow hotter. A sigh of relief came when he stepped to the side and crouched down with the intention of getting a better look at the device you were holding.

You raised your eyebrow and turned your head slightly to look at him. It was a little amazing just how tall he was, and the way his muscles curved and expanded when he crouched down. “I see, and what is that?” he questioned, pointing to it.

“Huh?” you blinked and looked back at the device. “O-oh this is uh…” you scrambled to put the item in your palm and turned in your seat so you were facing him. Then you held your hand out, presenting the item to him. After all, he wanted a closer look and who were you to deny him of that?

“I w-wanted to invent a better way to um, move furniture so this is...it’s designed to produce a magnetic field that allows whatever is placed on top of it to float. Uh...y-you know, like the stretchers in the hospital?” you tried to ignore the way your heart raced.

You took a breath, though you ended up coughing a few times. “Hm,” Kugo looked at you with concern. “Are you-” before he could ask, you nodded. “I-I’m fine,” you reassured him before placing your invention back onto the table. You then tapped your foot nervously against the floor.

“You know,” you said, shifting your eyes to your parasol. “T-this is kind of similar to my-” before you could finish, a strange vibrating sound echoed. You furrowed your brow, looking at Gang Orca. “Excuse me,” he said, laying his hand on your worktable and using it as support to help him stand up.

“Oh uh…s-sure,” you responded, watching him walk out of your room and down the hallway. “Hello,” he said, pressing the phone to his ear as he entered the kitchen. “Gang Orca,” came Mirai’s voice, Kugo suspected he’d be getting a call from the man sooner or later.

“How is Y/n?” that was always the first question he asked, and Kugo admired the fact that your father cared about your well-being first and foremost. “They are fine, but continue to prefer being in their room,” he explained, just like he had with the previous phone calls.

“Hm, I see…” Mirai said, stroking his chin. A moment of silence came and Kugo was tempted to ask how much your father knew about your inventions when he spoke again. “I’d like you to take them out,” Kugo paused, glancing to the side. He was a little confused by the request, but if it was what your father thought was best.

“Where would you like me to take them out?” he asked, Mirai replied, “There’s a coffee establishment they favor in Esuha City” and Kugo nodded in acknowledgment. “Very well,” it should be an easy enough location to find and if not, he could simply ask where you’d like to go.

“Thank you for looking after them. However please inform Y/n that I may be returning earlier than expected,” his words surprised Kugo. “I am happy to do a favor for another hero,” he said, looking down the hallway toward your room.

“I trust the early return means everything is going well,” or at least he hoped, Mirai informed him briefly about his reasoning for traveling to I-Island but he suspected it had more to do with you than heroism. “Correct,” the other man replied before the sound of someone else’s voice faintly echoed in the background.

“Yes, of course,” Mirai said before pressing the phone back to his ear. “I must be going now, goodbye,” he said in a rushed manner before hanging up. “Mm…” Kugo pulled the phone away from his ear and watched as the call screen disappeared and his lock screen reappeared.

Slipping his phone back into his pocket, he walked to your room. The door was still open and he politely knocked once more, watching you turn in your seat. “Oh…hi,” you said, before turning back to your worktable. He remained quiet as he reentered your room, resuming his prior position to the side of you.

Crossing his arms, he looked at the various other half-finished inventions on the table before glancing at the many tools that hung on the wall. “Why do you keep all of this to yourself?” he asked, he was most certain you were not a graduate of any support program or hero school at that.

You jumped in your seat and frowned. “My father…didn’t allow me to follow my passion,” you replied in a dull voice, clearly upset. “Hm,” his nose twitched. ‘How strange,’ he thought, wanting to press for more but again it wasn't his place to step between a father and his child.

But, the answer came when you turned in your seat to face him. Although you were looking at your hands which were currently clenched in your lap. You glanced to the side with the corner of your mouth turned up, trying to come up with an explanation that wouldn’t completely expose your father.

Then again, everyone already knew about All Might’s true form so maybe it wasn’t so much of a secret anyway? Despite everything, you still respected your father's privacy and weren't sure how comfortable he would be in regards to you speaking of his past with someone else.

“Well…” you said, now folding your hands against your chest and twiddling your thumbs together. “He used to be All Might’s sidekick and after All Might got injured, I guess his opinion on anything related to heroism changed, or at least it does when it comes to me,” you explained with a pout.

“He thinks my inventions are liable to fall into the wrong hands and if they get used for evil then…” you paused, turning back to the table and feeling the urge to slam your fists against it. Although you knew that wouldn’t solve anything. So instead, you took a deep breath to calm yourself.

“I…just wish he’d give it a chance,” you replied in a hushed voice, folding your arms across the table. Kugo could sense your frustration and laid his hand on your back. His gentle touch startled you, but even as you leaned back and looked at him confused his hand remained where it was.

“It is good to be serious about what you want, work hard and you’ll achieve what you desire,” you glared at him, that was easy to say but entirely different to execute. “Thanks…” you muttered looking away from him.

“Your father requested that I take you to a coffee establishment in Esuha City,” you paused. “Huh?” you replied with raised eyebrows and a distorted face, but Gang Orca’s expression indicated he wasn’t going to repeat himself.

“Mm…” you leaned back, crossing your arms. “I mean…I do like Katz Caffeine Coffee Cafe,” you replied, and despite it being a mouthful to say they had great coffee and sandwiches. His eyes widened slightly upon hearing the name and he wondered what the thought process had been behind choosing the said name.

“But…” you paused, looking down at your current outfit. “I should probably change,” you nervously chuckled, turning your attention back to Gang Orca. “Don’t you think?” you asked and instead of answering you, he turned to walk out of your room.

“Change if you desire,” he said, lifting his hand into the air and moving his sharp-looking fingers around. He grasped the doorknob and shut your door when he stepped out into the hallway. “Perhaps I should change into civilian clothes,” he said before walking to the provided guest room.

It would be wise considering he didn’t wish to alarm anyone if he was seen in Esuha City with you, it would also lessen the chances of the paparazzi finding him, and even if they did, the fact he’d be in civilian clothes would make it look less scandalous than if he remained in his hero attire.

After taking a quick shower, you dried yourself off and styled your hair before slipping on the outfit you picked out. “Mm…” you frowned, placing your hands on your hips as you continued to stare at yourself in the mirror that hung on your door.

It had a few visible cracks across it which were mostly your fault considering you did slam the door a few weeks ago after discovering your father had chosen Gang Orca to watch you. Not that it mattered, you could always make a damn mirror if you wanted to, hell maybe even something better than a mirror.

Eventually, you sighed and slapped your hands against your thighs. “Whatever,” you shrugged and headed out the door only to stop short. “Forgot this,” you muttered walking back into the room and toward the parasol that remained sitting in the umbrella rack by your worktable.

Grabbing it, you ran your thumb over the fabric that had a slight metallic feel to it. Who knows, maybe you’d need it. Shrugging again, you placed the handle over your wrist and finally left your room. Softly humming to yourself, you stopped short yet again when you noticed Gang Orca standing in the kitchen.

He paused and turned around when he heard you coming and grew concerned when he noticed you were looking at him with slightly parted lips and wide eyes. Unlike his hero attire, his civilian clothes did not hide his face and it was understandable why you would be shocked to see him without that familiar high collar.

He was currently wearing a white t-shirt with a blue short-sleeved hoodie. He was wearing that same belt with the wide black buckle that resembled the face of a killer whale and beige pants with black socks and matching black oxford shoes.

“Are you ready to go?” he asked, curling his hands by his sides. It was almost frightening to see his mouth move along with his words and his sharp triangular-like teeth show. He said nothing as he approached and looked down at you with one eye arched upward and the other narrowed.

“Uh…” you stepped back and flinched when he lifted his arm, his fingers were spread as if he were going to grab you which he did. But, his touch was gentle and he loosely wrapped his fingers around your wrist before dragging you to the front door.

It didn’t take that long to get to Esuha City, although the train ride there was quiet because you struggled to keep up the conversation and eventually folded your hands in your lap and looked out the window instead.

Things were no better when you arrived at the cafe considering most of the staff knew you and immediately started asking questions that Gang Orca desperately tried to avoid answering. It was a sheer miracle that you even got to order food and drink which he paid for, and well, you weren’t about to argue with him on that.

“Mm…” you squeezed your hands between your thighs as you sat in your chair, Gang Orca had insisted the two of you sit outside due to the nice weather. The sun was shining and although the air was a little crisp, the sky was clear blue with a few white clouds.

People were passing by on the sidewalks and a steady line of traffic was moving up and down the street. You shyly glanced up, watching Gang Orca take casual sips of his selected beverage. “Um…” you wanted to speak up, but the way he glanced over at you and lowered his beverage back onto the table made you freeze up.

You weren’t used to anyone giving you their full attention and blushed furiously as a result. Hunching your shoulders, you lowered your head and looked away. “I uh…j-just wanted to say thanks!” you exclaimed, feeling butterflies fluttering in your stomach.

Much like everyone else, you had a hard time controlling yourself when you felt nervous and the awkward laugh that left your mouth only further proved that. You frantically rubbed the back of your head, unintentionally forcing yourself to smile.

“Mm…” once again he looked at you with a questionable expression, and you honestly couldn’t tell if he was confused, concerned, or just annoyed with your behavior. “Your father requested I take you here, so I did,” he replied before taking another sip of his beverage.

“I am glad you find it suitable here,” your smile faded, was he happy you were happy or just happy you liked the cafe? You weren’t sure, but either way, you leaned up and took your beverage. Then you slumped in your seat and lazily sipped on it, enjoying how the semi-warm liquid flowed over your tongue.

You then glanced back at the man, drawing your lower lip between your teeth to nibble on it. Then you opened your mouth once more. “I-” you were interrupted when a sudden scream echoed through the air sending a chill through your body.

You turned in your seat while Gang Orca shot up, ignoring the loud clang that came from his chair hitting the sidewalk. Several civilians began running down the street and your eyes began to water and your nose twitch when a powdery-like substance filled the air.

‘Smells like dust,’ you thought before looking at Gang Orca. “What’s going on?” you questioned as the substance grew stronger and you held your hand up in an attempt to block it from further irritating your eyes. You could feel how gritty it was against your skin and came to the conclusion it was sand.

A cruel laugh echoed through the air and a large cluster of sand began to appear in the street, and in the center of the said cluster was a strange-looking villain although his features were hard to see considering his face was concealed with shadows.

But he appeared to be an older gentleman who had lost his mind. You felt yourself begin to slide on the pavement due to the wind produced by the villain's swirling sand, but you felt someone grasp onto you and peered one eye open to see none other than Gang Orca.

His eyes were locked on the sand-controlling villain who raised his hands in the air and commanded the sand to form what appeared to resemble a giant wave. “Come on!” Kugo exclaimed, wasting no time in lifting you into his arms.

“W-wait a minute!” you cried out, reaching one hand toward the chair you were previously sitting in. Your parasol was hanging onto the arm of it, and frankly, you didn’t want your months of hard work to go to waste.

But he didn’t care and proceeded to run to the side of the nearest building which just so happened to be the cafe. Pressing his back against the brick wall, he could feel the way it vibrated when the large sand wave crashed down.

He kept you cradled in one arm, pressing you against his chest while his opposite hand lay against the back of your head. Yes, it was his duty to protect the civilians of Japan. But he had also promised to look after you and was going to make certain you remained uninjured.

When the wave crashed to the ground, it caused sand to float through the air like glistening snow. Kugo looked down at you before lowering you to your feet. “Get to safety,” he demanded. “B-but…” you tried to argue yet the way he leered down at you silenced any further words.

“Mm…” you frowned, curling your hands into loose fists. Gathering some courage, you pointed toward your seat which was now laying in the middle of the street. “I...I need my parasol,” you explained, folding your hands against your chest.

You swear you heard him sigh when he turned his back to you and took off running. Although your eyes were irritated by the floating sand, you watched in amazement as Gang Orca avoided several sand attacks to get to your parasol that was amazingly still hooked over the arm of the chair.

“Enough!” he growled, keeping secure hold of your parasol while he charged toward the villain. Easily slicing through several sand walls before grabbing him by the arm and throwing him into the nearest unoccupied building.

Then he ran back to you and held out his hands, presenting you with the parasol. You paused, looking at him before hesitantly taking it. “Um…thank you,” he nodded in response, leaning back up. “Get to safety,” he repeated, running back into the street while you ran to the front doors of the cafe.

Pushing them open, you ignored the soft bell that sounded and looked around. The workers were hiding behind the counter and the customers were underneath the tables. You looked at them with a furrowed brow before heading toward the door that led up to the second floor.

“Hey!” someone shouted, catching your attention. “Where are you going?!” they asked, clearly in a panic as more sand thrashed against the display window of the cafe. You frowned, thinking about what Gang Orca must be facing and hoping that he was alright.

Yes, he was a pro hero but that didn’t mean you couldn’t worry about him. You took a deep breath, clenching the handle of your parasol as you answered them. “Up, I'm going up. The villain out there has a sand quirk and it's a powerful one,” you said, beginning to flush when you noticed the stares you were receiving.

“Mm…” you frowned, activating your quirk to see a vast ocean of gray. ‘Makes sense…’ you thought, continuing to scan the room as a few looked at you with slight awe. ‘They’re all scared and uncertain what’s going to happen,’ you shrugged and turned back to the door, opening it to reveal a small staircase.

“Wait!” one of them shouted, but you ignored them and dashed up the stairs, your destination...the rooftop. Kugo threw his arms out to the sides, opening his mouth to let out a furious growl before a red-colored liquid spouted from his blowhole.

He charged at the villain again, releasing his hypersonic waves to try and paralyze him only to have him encase himself in his sand. It surrounded him in a protective circle which then hardened and vibrated when said hypersonic waves hit it.

He growled in response before a familiar voice filled the air. “Hiding behind your quirk will not do you any good!” he turned to see Best Jeanist come from above. One sleeve of his costume became unraveled as he created a tightrope between two buildings and landed on it.

“You cannot hide away like a hellish outdated pair of jeans!” he announced, bringing his opposite hand up to command the fibers of that sleeve to wrap around the protective circle of sand. Then his fingers curled inward, tightening the fiber strings and causing the sand to crack.

“Best Jeanist!” Kugo called, although the man seemed to ignore him as the protective circle of sand continued to break and the villain inside let out a haunting scream. The pieces that broke crumbled to the ground, seemingly back in their original form.

The villain appeared distressed, clenching his jaw as if he were refusing to accept defeat. Kugo tightened his fists, wanting to use his supersonic waves once more but it was too dangerous with Best Jeanist being within range of it.

However, his attention quickly shifted to the ground where he noticed that the sand was beginning to retreat and regather at the far end of the street where it swirled around in a circular motion. “You think you heroes can stop me!?” the villain suddenly exclaimed, allowing what remained of his protective circle to crumble.

The fiber threads then surrounded his body, pinning his arms and legs together. The wind grew more intense and Kugo watched as that swirling sand increased in speed and size, creating what resembled a hurricane.

Best Jeanist immediately noticed this and tightened the fibers that secured the villain. “Stop this at once!” he demanded, only to hear the man chuckle in response and look at him with a wicked smile. “You can’t stop it!” his maniacal laughter sounded as the sand hurricane now towered over the buildings.

Nearby leaves, signs, sewer caps, and even furniture went flying, becoming one with the hurricane. Meanwhile, you grasped onto the staircase railing, leaning over to try and catch your breath. Getting to the roof was no easy task, but you were only a couple of steps away from the door that granted access to it.

You closed your eyes, clenching the handle of your parasol. “Okay,” you said to yourself before hearing the howl of the wind outside. “What…is that?” you muttered and reached for the door handle. Upon opening it, you immediately noticed there was a fierce wind blowing, and like earlier it carried sand with it.

You clenched your jaw, pressing your back against the door to close it. Your hair blew along with the wind, and you squinted deciding to make your way over to the edge of the roof and clasped onto the metal bar that made up the safety railing that surrounded it.

You turned your head, trying to spot Gang Orca on the street below but the wind continued to grow stronger, and your parasol began to move around your wrist. “Huh?” you could feel your feet being forcefully pulled forward and the bottoms of your shoes scrape against the rough texture of the roof.

You tried leaning all of your weight back, but this did very little and your parasol suddenly opened causing you to be pulled into the corner of the roof. Your knees hit the small brick wall that rested behind the safety railing, but this didn't stop you from clenching onto the handle of your parasol for dear life.

That's when you discovered the source of the powerful wind and your eyes widened. “Is that a hurricane!?” you exclaimed in disbelief, one made entirely out of sand and heading straight toward you at that. ‘Shit, shit, shit!’ you frantically thought, desperately trying to pull your parasol back.

There was no way you were going to lose it, no way you were going to give up months of hard work just like that! “Give…it…back!” you cried, positioning your feet on the edge of the small brick wall. Your stomach was now pressing into the metal bar of the safety barrier, and you could feel yourself continue to be pulled forward.

It wasn't hard to conclude that you were nothing against the strong current produced by the sand hurricane. “Y/n!” you heard someone shout and you could only assume that it was Gang Orca. He was standing below, his eyes wide and his face twisted in horror.

What possessed you to climb onto the roof of the cafe building!? He felt furious for a split second, but like many other heroes, he knew that putting his emotions first did nothing. You were in danger, you needed to be saved and that took priority. Unfortunately, even with his speed and agility, there was no way he could reach you in time.

His eyes shifted to the oncoming hurricane, knowing that he needed to stop it. If he used his supersonic waves, he could stop it in its tracks. The only problem was that you were within range, but even if he paralyzed you temporarily that was better than allowing you to be seriously injured or worse, killed.

“What will you do?!” Best Jeanist asked frantically, jumping down from his position and onto the street. Kugo paused and turned to him. “Just watch,” he replied before dashing toward the hurricane. The sand against his skin felt like tiny razor blades and immediately irritated his eyes.

This made it a tad difficult to dodge the incoming obstacles that the hurricane sucked into its body. But once he got close enough, he released his waves at full blast with an eerie scream accompanying them. You too screamed when your parasol was finally forced from your grasp and performed a foolish act.

Without thinking, you grasped onto the metal bar and climbed on top of it. Then you jumped into the hurricane, determined to get your parasol back. You could barely see it in the swirling sand, but it was there just within your grasp.

Hopefully, you could get to it before being swept up into the hurricane’s strong wind current. Your fingertips just brushed the handle of the parasol before a strange sound echoed and seconds later the flow of the hurricane was disrupted.

The sand was disbursed everywhere and several of the objects that were previously swirling inside of the hurricane fell to the ground, some of which cracked the pavement upon impact, and others became cracked or broken when they hit it.

He took a deep breath, lowered his arms, and frantically began looking for you as he had expected you to fall along with the various objects. But you were nowhere in sight and although Best Jeanist remained preoccupied with the villain, he noticed Gang Orca’s behavior.

“Is there something you are looking for?” he questioned, assuming all civilians were safely inside the nearby buildings. Kugo paused before looking at the man from over his shoulder. “Y/n was caught in the hurricane,” he responded causing Best Jeanist to raise an eyebrow.

He did not know who you were or why you held such importance to Gang Orca, but he grew distracted when he noticed a rather unusual shadow on the ground and tilted his head to the sky. His eyes widened at what he saw, it appeared to be a human but they were floating.

Kugo immediately noticed where Best Jeanist was looking and glanced up at the sky as well, feeling a rush of relief when he spotted you. Your hair was windblown and your clothes had tears in them, but what astonished him the most was the fact that you indeed appeared to be floating.

Your hands were clenched around the handle of your parasol, your legs were pulled up to your chest, and your body was gently swaying back and forth as you descended. He had never seen anything like this before and slowly approached as you grew closer.

He extended his arms out to ensure you had a soft landing and as soon as you came to rest on his chest, he wrapped his arms around you. One arm was pressed tightly against your back, his opposite hand entangled itself in your hair, and he leaned down to nuzzle his face into the crook of your neck.

Your heart was racing, the fact that he had caught you was one thing but the way he was embracing you was entirely different. Your arms were by your sides and your parasol slipped between your fingers, falling to the ground.

You were in shock for the moment, yet at the same time, you were blushing furiously. “I am glad you are safe,” he said, and you chuckled nervously in response before hesitantly wrapping your arms around his neck and laying your head against his shoulder.

“I’m glad too,” you replied in a soft voice before suddenly leaning back and placing your hands on his shoulders. “My parasol worked too!” you exclaimed, suddenly filled with joy. “Hm?” he responded, stepping to the side to notice it was currently laying on the ground.

He kept one arm around you and leaned down to pick it up. He glanced over it once before turning his attention to you. “This?” he questioned, watching you nod in response. “Mmhm,” you hummed taking it from him.

“I designed it as a means of self-protection and safety in the case of an emergency, it’s made out of a special fabric that magnifies the magnetic field generated from the-” you were interrupted when Gang Orca started laughing.

“W-what’s so funny?” you questioned, misinterpreting his laughter as him mocking you when in actuality, he was both surprised by your display of happiness and admired the knowledge and passion in your voice when you explained your invention to him. When his laughter died down, he looked at you with a pleasant expression.

“You are very knowledgeable and your passion is unmatched, follow it and do not let anyone stop you,” he often pushed hero students to do their best because he believed in their capabilities and while you weren’t a student by any means, the same applied to you.

“H-huh? Oh uh…okay?” you responded, noticing that he was still carrying you even as he began to walk toward Best Jeanist and the villain from earlier. Kugo stopped in front of him and bowed his head respectfully.

“Thank you for your help,” he stated and Best Jeanist nodded, although he didn’t need thanks for doing his job as a hero. “Is there anything I can do to aid you?” he questioned, watching the other man shake his head in response.

“The authorities should be on their way and my fibers will hold the villain secure until he can be properly dealt with,” he explained. “I see, thank you again,” Kugo replied, adjusting his hold on you. “Please send the paperwork to my agency, I will fill it out later,” or he could have one of his sidekicks do it.

“I need to take care of Y/n for now,” he said, lifting you in his arm just enough for Best Jeanist to notice. Although you didn’t expect this and an involuntary squeak escaped you followed by a wave of embarrassment. “Uh, h-hi?” you replied shyly.

“They are Sir Nighteye’s child,” he stated, making you glare at him. You didn’t need anyone to know who your father was. “I was not aware Sir Nighteye had a child,” then again, maybe it would be a good thing if people knew you existed.

But you understood that it was rare for heroes or even sidekicks to have a family considering they dedicated their lives to serving society. “Mmhm,” Kugo replied before continuing to walk away, and once Best Jeanist was out of sight you asked, “C-can you put me down?”

It was cute when he caught you and while you weren't used to this kind of treatment, you couldn't help but think that maybe he was pushing his luck at this point. “No,” he replied bluntly, both surprising and making you frown. But fine, if that's the way he wanted it then you wouldn't argue.

When you got back to the house, you immediately headed to your room and placed your parasol onto your worktable. Then you documented the details of the successful test before taking a shower, the events of today had left sand in places you’d rather not say.

It was a little crazy what had happened, but your father had told you many stories of heroes and villains alike and how at times an innocent civilian was caught in the crossfire. Although there was still that lingering fear that you could have died today, you took pride in knowing that you were alive and it was thanks to Gang Orca.

Yes, your parasol was the primary reason for that. But, if he hadn’t stopped that hurricane in its tracks who knows what would have happened? You wondered how you could thank him, even though heroes didn’t expect any thanks and did what they did out of the kindness of their hearts.

Still, there had to be something you could do. Making your way downstairs, you walked into the living room to see Gang Orca there. The scent of the ocean lingered faintly in the air and you assumed he too, had taken a shower.

This was especially evident by the fact that his clothes were different, he was now wearing a short-sleeved blue shirt with the front buttons undone with a white shirt underneath, and regular blue jeans with black loafers.

He was holding a bottle of water in one hand and staring at the blank television screen but turned his head when you walked into the room. “H-hi,” you said approaching him with your hands folded behind your back. You asked, “Mind if I join you?” before pointing to the couch.

“If you wish,” he replied before taking a big gulp from his water bottle. “Okay…” you said softly, shrugging your shoulders as you walked around the coffee table and sat on the opposite end of the couch. He partly wondered why you were sitting so far away but it was ultimately your choice to do so.

“Do you…mind if I turn the television on?” you asked, grabbing the remote and watching him shake his head in reply. “Heh…” you awkwardly smiled, and once you found something suitable to watch, you crossed your arms and laid back.

Hours went by and although few words were exchanged, the two of you seemed happy just being in one another's company. But your eyes began to feel heavy and a yawn escaped you. “Do you wish to sleep?” Kugo asked, knowing that while you might prefer to sleep in your bed you might be too sleepy to make it there.

Yes, he could carry you but given your earlier indication, you didn't favor that. You yawned again, nodding in response, and lazily watched as he rose from the couch and walked to a small closet in the nearby hallway. “Hm?” you raised your eyebrow when he returned with a small blanket.

“Here,” he said, holding it out for you to take. “Thanks?” you replied, placing the blanket over your shoulders. “You’re welcome,” he responded before taking his seat once more, glancing over when you yawned again.

He remained silent, ignoring the background noise of the television as he watched you nuzzle your head against the back cushion of the couch and close your eyes. “Mm…” he reached over, slipping his arm behind your shoulders.

“Huh?” you opened your eyes and turned to look at him. He said nothing, not even as he guided you to lay your head down on the side of his thigh. Given how sleepy you were at the moment, you didn’t fully register how odd this might be.

Instead, you curled your legs up to your chest and nuzzled your head against his thigh, closing your eyes once more. His hand remained on your shoulder and after a few moments, he could hear the sound of your soft breathing which indicated you had fallen asleep.

A small feeling of happiness filled him but this was interrupted seconds later when his phone began to vibrate and he answered it quickly so as to not disturb you. “Hello,” he said in a hushed voice. “Gang Orca,” Mirai replied, “how is everything?”

Kugo remained quiet for a few seconds, he was never one to lie, and yet he did not want to agitate your father. “There was an incident in Esuha City, I ensured Y/n remained safe,” he said, slightly tensing up as he awaited the other’s response.

“Yes…I was informed about it. I make it a priority to keep up with the events in Japan. I am grateful you kept them safe,” he said, leaning back in his chair. “I’ll be departing in three days,” it was amazing how this month seemed to fly by.

“The final details of my agreement with I-Island should be completed by then,” once again his curiosity was peaked, and now that he knew a little about your passion for inventing and Sir Nighteye’s disapproval of it, he thought it fit to ask a certain question.

“I assume this indicates your trip to I-Island was for Y/n’s sake?” a long moment of silence came before he got his answer. “Yes,” Mirai replied before taking a breath. “I accompanied All Might to I-Island to discuss the potential of Y/n becoming an honorary lifestyle support specialist,” he confessed.

Once again he found himself hoping that you’d forgive him when he told you of this good news. His eyes widened, ‘So…he does care for Y/n’s passion after all,’ he thought proudly. “Please inform them I’ll be returning in three to four days, do not inform them of anything else,” Mirai strictly instructed.

“Of course,” Kugo replied, it wasn't his place to tell you about your father's surprise anyway. “Thank you, I must be going. Have a good night,” he said before hanging up and Kugo pulled back his phone, seeing the call screen disappear.

Slipping the device back into his pocket, he looked at you sleeping peacefully. He slowly removed his hand from your shoulder and instead threaded his fingers through your hair. Yes, you had given him the cold shoulder for the majority of this month.

But everything had changed between the two of you in the course of just a few short hours, and he found himself wanting to see you again even after your father returned. But more so, he wanted to see your inventions blossom and your confidence along with it.

#gang orca x reader #kugo sakamata x reader #bnha x y/n #bnha x reader #bnha x you #kugo x reader #faulty writes: kugo sakamata #faulty writes: kugo sakamata: one shot

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