#mirio x female reader

[faulty-writes]

Could I have some headcanons where Tenya, Tamaki, and Mirio meet their SOs family and discover they're the unfavorite compared to their sister?

Maybe reader's sister even tries to steal their boyfriend by flirting with him (not that it works, but still). Regardless, reader can't help but expect them to fall in love with her.

[ This sounds kind of cute, just enough drama to be spicy. I hope I did your request justice! ]

Despite your insistence not to, Tenya took great pride in meeting your family and ensured that he was dressed in proper attire when the day came. In addition, he thought it best to bring a gift as it was traditional to present a gift to the hosts when visiting their home.

It was immediately apparent that some form of favoritism was present when he finally met your family, more specifically he noticed that your parents seemed to have a lack of attention when it came to you or just ignored you in favor of praising or speaking positively about your sister who they seemed to oddly want him to talk to.

"Pardon, but is this truly the ideal setup?" He questioned, finding it odd as to why your parents were situating you away from him during dinner and closer to your sister who made him visibly uncomfortable when she grazed her hand along his and attempted to engage in what he assumed was flirtatious conversation.

"I am honored to be attending such a prestigious school as Yuuei! Y/n has quite excelled in our training exercises and-" It was apparent that your parents disregarded your accomplishments in contrast with your sister's when they interrupted him and turned the attention on her, explaining how her academic achievements surpassed yours.

"May I ask why there is such favoritism between your children!?" Tenya was normally well-mannered, and he would rarely talk cruelly about another's family. But the hints he had been receiving from the evening with your parents were more than enough for him to speak his mind.

"Apologies, perhaps that was not the best method to address the issues with your family," he stated after having been thrown out the front door of your parent's house, but he simply could not help himself. His heart ached for you, and he wanted to right the injustice he saw. But perhaps familial matters were best left alone.

"W-what if I'm not…g-good enough or…t-they try to separate us a-and…" Tamaki felt a surge of uncertainty and anxiety when you mentioned the idea of him finally meeting your family. Although his concerns of making a good impression on them didn't faze you considering your family was…biased when it came to you.

"Oh h-hello!" It was clear his nerves were still bothering him when face-to-face with your family. They seemed polite but also asked him all sorts of questions he didn't want to answer. He also noticed that they ignored you entirely which he found odd, but he didn't want to assume anything just yet.

"Mm…" he grew increasingly uncomfortable whenever you left the room, and your sister would take your spot, leaning unusually close to him, and touching him which caused him to tremble in disgust. You had expected Tamaki to fall to her advances, but that wasn't the case. Even if he was too shy to say anything, he knew he would be a fool to fall for anyone else but you.

As the day with your family progresses, he begins to pick up more subtle hints that your family prioritizes your sister over you. It was in the way they ignored you, and acted as though you were invisible even when you were standing in front of them. That was a feeling he was familiar with, and he knew he wouldn't stand for people treating you like that for long.

"I-is this how your family always treats you?" He asked when the two of you finally had a moment alone together, and although you didn't want him to worry or think less of your family. You did confide in him that there was always favoritism for your sister and while he didn't like this, he made the choice to remain civil for the remainder of the visit.

He offered you silent comfort and tried to be as supportive as he could. He disagreed with how your family treated you, but he also knew that it was best to get along with them because, at any moment, they could take you away from him. That wasn't something he wanted and as uncomfortable as he was at your family's house, he'd be even more uncomfortable if he didn't have you by his side.

Mirio was enthusiastic to meet your family and entered your parents’ home with a bright smile. Instead of a warm welcome, however, he was greeted with a cold one. Yes, your parents greeted him after a long moment of silence, but he noticed they said nothing to you. Initially, he brushed this off, after all, families were weird.

He picked up the favoritism your parents showed toward your sister quickly, especially when all they talked about seemed to be her. Her accomplishments, her outstanding deeds. "Heh, well you know Y/n's done some pretty cool stuff too!" He said, however, his words were greeted with silence before the conversation yet again turned on your sister.

You knew that Mirio's sense of humor was…subjective, most of the time his jokes fell flat, and your parents were no exception. They didn't find his jokes funny, your sister, however, did. You could tell she was faking it. She'd give an overexaggerated laugh and scoot closer to Mirio before touching his hand or arm, and playfully telling him he was so funny.

You hadn't talked about your family much before he insisted on meeting them, but as the visit progressed, he noticed the uneasy tension between you and them. Regardless, he tried his best to get along with them despite his urges to directly address the issue he could so painfully see.

When your sister once again tried to get close to him and dared to wrap her arm around him, threading her fingers through his hair while whispering sweet nothings into his ear. He caught on quick to what she wanted and gave her a smile while turning her down politely. "Heh, that's super nice of you to try and flirt with me. But Y/n has my heart and I'll make sure I do whatever I can to make it stay that way!"

He wouldn't leave without speaking his mind, and he spoke without fear. "It was super nice meeting you, but just to let you know Y/n has her own accomplishments too and while you don't have to be proud of them, you could at least show a little support but even if you don’t, I'll show them all the support they need!" After which, he dragged you out the door.

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[thefoolsbullshit]

Hello for today's scheduled fanfiction post I'm here to say something, for the love of the gods please if you're writing a fanfic that's x reader PUT THE GENDERS GENDER IN THE TAGS

I have found so many x reader fics that I had to just go into the story itself to see if it's what I was looking for and y'know what we need more male reader fics! I seriously just want a silly goofy x male reader fic about a character I like not to be catfished into clicking on a x female reader fic.

I in all honesty just want to see more x male reader fics because the amount of x female reader fics is too much at least when compared to x male reader, now why am I taking time to type this out? Because I literally just spent like 15 minutes trying to find one to read AND IT WAS ALL FEMALE READER I just wanted a silly little fanfiction to read because I'm bored and now I might just make a silly little fanfiction that's going to be utter shit because I HAVE DECENT WRITING SKILLS but I CAN'T WRITE FANFICTION TO SAVE MY LIFEEE

Anyways thank you random internet person for reading this if you did, I question why anyone would actually read this post but hey why not?

#x male reader #male reader #female reader #gay #← I honestly just want to simp for the sunshine boys in peace with getting dysphoria ✨ #um uh im bad at tagging #I don't know how to tag things correctly but um if you reblog this just tag your favorite character??? from anything??? #be who you are #for your #pridee #foolio doing dumb things because he's bored #sunshine #more specifically #mirio togata #and also #fatgum #mha taishiro #i should probably go to bed #and y'know #stop tagging this #so #goodnight

[cauzukofleascum]

Old Comforts in a New World (Togata Mirio x Reader)

Chapter Six: Apologies and Confessions (Smut)

You were awoken by Mirio climbing into bed with you, carefully curling around you into the big spoon position, holding you close. He didn't say anything, thinking you were asleep, just placed a kiss on your ear before finally sitting still. "What'd you get for dinner?" You asked quietly, taking hold of his hand and moving it off of you. "Just Ch*k-F*l-A, I thought you were asleep so I left your food in the fridge," His voice was low, hardly above a whisper, and tinged with confusion, "Did I do something wrong?" You didn't reply, eyes searching in the darkness of your bedroom for an answer to give him. You felt Mirio sit up and give you a bit of space, you were sure that worry was shining in those deep blue eyes of his, those stupidly charming deep blue eyes of his. His hand found yours, "If you're upset, I can give you space." You shook your head and started, "It's not that, it's just..." You took a deep breath, "H-How do you feel...about me?" Mirio let go of your hand, "Hm?" The motion and the reply told you all you needed to know. You swallowed, feeling a lump grow in your throat, your cheeks flushing with shame, and your eyes welling up before you could blink away the tears, "N-Nevermind, get out." Mirio set out a scoff of sorts, "I didn't get to-" "Just get out. I don't want you to use me for sex anymore." Mirio grew silent, listening to the sobs you were trying to hold back. He pulled the covers off of himself and walked away to leave you crying alone in the darkness.

Or, so you thought.

The bedroom's overhead light suddenly flicking on caught you a little off guard. You looked up, your watery eyes resting on Mirio. He was frowning, leaned against the doorframe, arms folded across his white t-shirt, legs crossed in his favorite grey sweatpants. He had his hair pulled back in that ponytail you adored so much. He looked upset, concerned even; "Why do you think I'm using you for sex? We haven't even had sex since..what...last week? That isn't fair."

You hadn't thought about that.

You sniffled, a few more tears spilling from your eyes, "I just...I don't know what to think, I don't know how you feel about me anymore." Mirio moved toward you, climbing back into bed and opening his arms, "Well I'm not using you for sex." You hesitated, then moved into his lap, resting your head against his chest as he wrapped you up in a warm hug.

"Then how do you feel?"

Mirio didn't answer for a moment, then spoke slowly, carefully; "I...I'm...I want to show you. I've never felt this way before about anyone."

He carefully lifted you and laid you on your back, moving so that he was positioned over you, staring into your eyes. You gazed back into his, your heart starting to pound in your chest. You closed your eyes as his lips met yours. The kiss was cautious and hesitant as if the two of you were afraid to embrace each other completely. Mirio broke it, sighing, and sat back on his feet. "Y/n, I'm...scared. I want to show you how I feel, but I don't want you to feel used anymore. I can't say it, I don't know why but I just can't, I-I've tried but-" his voice cracked, and he quickly went quiet. You sat up quietly, eyes taking in Mirio's slightly trembling figure, his head resting in his hands. You reached out and placed your hand over his previously injured one, tracing a scar that was left there. He looked up at you, eyes watery, an expression of awe plastered onto his face. "You can...show me if you still want to," you said softly, smiling gently at him.

Before you could blink, his lips were on yours again, his right hand gently cupping your face as he used his left to pull you onto his lap. You wrapped your arms around his neck, your hands reaching to pull the hair tie out of his long golden hair. He seemed to like this, letting out a satisfied 'Mmm' as his hand moved to your chin to gently open your mouth. His tongue danced over yours, your instincts telling you to put your tongue out. Mirio let out a soft chuckle as he slurped your tongue into his mouth, biting down a little. You let out a soft cry, the foreign feeling catching you off guard, Mirio shifting to press his sex against yours before letting your tongue go and placing a small kiss on it. Your tongue felt like it was throbbing as you leaned back, staring at him, "That's...that's new." Mirio grinned, "I may or may not have been holding back because of my injuries. Plus I really want to show that I..." He blushed, looking down before shaking his head and laying you on your back. He carefully guided your t-shirt off of your body before pausing to take a look at you. His head tilted to the side as he studied your body and suddenly you became aware of every possible imperfection on you. 'Why would that matter now," you thought, 'We've had sex tons of times, so why am I suddenly embarrassed about it?' Mirio smiled, "Sorry, I just got caught up in how beautiful you are." He didn't wait a moment longer to place kisses down the valley of your chest, his hand gently caressing your side before trailing his fingers up to your breast and giving it a rough squeeze. You yelped, flinching a little. Mirio quickly let go and looked up at you, "I'm sorry, tell me if I'm too rough okay?" "Just..gradual, okay?"

Mirio nodded and went back to trailing kisses down your chest to your stomach. He placed his hands on the waist of your pants and pulled them down, tossing them over his shoulder to be forgotten until morning. Mirio rubbed up and down the length of your legs before laying down between them, his warm breath against your pussy leaving your insides with butterflies. You gripped the bedsheets, already aware of how weak you were to his touch, already aware that he wasn't going to be as nice as last time. You squeezed your eyes shut as Mirio used two fingers to open your lips and slowly ran his tongue over your clit. Mirio's tongue dipped from your clit to your folds, his tongue slipping inside of you as he shifted his hand to rub where his tongue had left. He moved to suck gently on your clit, slipping his middle finger inside of you, gently pumping and curling against you, smirking as you gasped and mewled under his touch. You let go of the bedsheets and laced your fingers in his hair, your back arching involuntarily as his tongue coiled around your sweet spot like a snake about to strike. A weak whine left your lips as Mirio pushed a second finger inside of you, your toes curling to endure the pleasure. You began to lose yourself to his techniques, your body tensing up as you got closer and closer to climaxing. Mirio waited until you were almost at your peak, fingers pressing and teasing the edge of your g-spot, tongue drawing tiny circles around your clit, your legs shaking and trembling as you slowly descended into intimate insanity before sitting up and withdrawing from your body.

You opened your eyes and sat up, staring at him, "Wh-..why?" Mirio looked up at you, smiling, "Hm? You didn't think I'd let you off that easy, did you? You still hurt my feelings with what you said earlier!" He turned his head and pouted like his feelings were hurt, but couldn't hold back a rather devious smile. "Buuut," he purred, standing up and scooping you up and holding you by your thighs, "If you say sorry, maybe I'll be a bit nicer to you?" He moved so that your back was pressed against the cold wall, and using one hand he pulled his sweatpants to mid-thigh level, his dick tapping against your pussy. You flushed, "I'm s-" Mirio's hand clamped over your mouth as he slowly pushed into you, his grip on your thigh tightening as he let out a soft grunt. You tried to relax, although no matter how many times the two of you fucked you could never quite get used to that initial feeling. Mirio knew this and let go of your mouth for just a moment to place a quick kiss on your lips, "You alright? I'm sorry." "No, no it's okay, don't worry." You replied, smiling to reassure him. He studied your face for a moment, then lifted his hand to cup your cheek. The sweet moment lasted no more than two seconds before his hand was around your throat and his dick was sliding, slowly, in and out of you.

You dug your nails into his shoulders, eyes rolling back in pleasure as his cock rubbed against your insides, the slight curve upward hitting your spot just the way you liked it. That familiar sound of rushing blood in a muffled world filled your ears, you could feel your heartbeat throbbing in your veins, feel the contraction of Mirio's body as he entered and receded yours like a lazy ocean wave. The slow pace was killing you, you needed him now, now, now! Mirio bent his knees slightly to deepen his thrust. Strangled moans of blissful agony managed to escape from you, stars starting to form in your vision. Not that you cared, the slow, deep, rough thrusts into your body were driving you insane, bringing you to a close climax but not quite getting you off, at this point death would be a blessing.

Mirio's fingers loosened, just enough to let you gasp and cough, to which Mirio reacted with a sadistic smile, "What's wrong, sidekick?" "F-fuck me, fuck me!"

Mirio raised an eyebrow, "You hurt my feelings and now you want me to please you? So selfish. You're a selfish little bitch, aren't you?"

You suddenly seemed much more sensitive to the throbbing torture device inside of you. What was happening? Why did that turn you on?

Your expression must have given your thoughts away, because before you even knew it, Mirio had your face down on the mattress and was towering above you. You turned to look back at him, eyes wide with surprise and fear. Mirio smiled a sickeningly sweet smile and placed a hand on your hip, pulling you back onto his dick without warning. This was new, terrifyingly, electrifyingly new. Mirio started fucking you slowly at first, gauging your reaction. After making sure you were still comfortable, Mirio's pace started to pick up. You found yourself making bitchy, weak gasps, your hands gripping the bedsheets as Mirio's voice filled your ears; "Wh..mm. Where's my apology, Y/n?" With half lidded eyes and a foggy mind, you looked back at him and managed to whimper out a confused "Wha?" You were quickly taken out of your trance when Mirio's hand slapped your ass hard enough to leave a red mark on your brown skin. "S-Sorry!" You yelped, tears rushing to your eyes. "Good job! Can you say: 'I'm sorry Mirio?" He purred, placing his thumb in your mouth and pulling back your cheek just to fuck with you. "I'm shorry Wirio-" Mirio's thrusts got rougher, "A-again, say it like you mean it!" You could hardly process his words, you were too busy letting out moans that mirrored sobs and drooling a rather grody amount onto the pillow Mirio had so graciously allowed you to place your head on while he railed you. You offered another worthless apology, an embarrassing "I'm shorry" as he grinned above you, watching your measly expressions as he finally showed you what he had been holding back for so long.

Mirio removed his thumb from your mouth and repositioned himself so that he was completely covering you, his pace slowing for just a moment. "Ah, Y/n," he started, as if completely oblivious to your whines of pleasure, "Do you mind if I just..?" He wrapped an arm around your neck, holding you gently in a chokehold. "Is this alright?" He asked. You let out a distracted "Uh-huh!" and realigned your hips so that he could penetrate deeper inside of you. "Oh? Sorry, I guess I should go all out, shouldn't I?" He huffed, before whispering, "Tell me you love me and I'll give you what you want~?" Practically hypnotized by the feeling of his tensing muscles, of him pressing deep inside of you, you complied: "I, hah, I love you!"

Mirio's body shuddered as the words left your lips, his chokehold tightened he began thrusting into you at a speed you'd never felt before. You couldn't exactly moan due to Mirio's chokehold, instead, you gritted your teeth and pressed your body as close to him as you could, your hands holding his arm as your strangled breaths came in short little gasps. Your walls started to tighten as he ravaged you, digging your nails into his skin as you tried to resist the urge to cum. Mirio's moans became much more audible, his thrusts rougher, his hold tighter, "Yeah, ohhh god, I love you too, I need you!" Hearing those words leave his mouth brought a lot of mixed emotions, but you had no time to process how you felt as Mirio's dick hit your G-Spot and caused your undoing, the sensation so raw that your foot began to shake from the sheer intensity. Mirio quickly go of you, thrusting as deep as he could as he started to fill the condom. After a moment, he gently rocked his hips back and forth before sliding out and flopping onto the bed. "Next Sunday, you, me, movies," he muttered before snoring like a freight train.

Too tired to clean him or yourself up, you simply laid beside him, panting.

Looks like Mirio was finally taking you on a date.

#mha smut #bnha smut #mirio togata x reader #mha x reader #mha x reader smut #bnha x reader smut #female reader #not safe for minors #minors look away #not suitable for minors #mirio x y/n #togata mirio x reader

[maehara-san]

𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆... 𝑶𝒓 𝑻𝒘𝒐?

Pairing: Izuku Midoriya x F!Reader x Mirio Togata x F!Reader

Plot: Y/n never thought she'd be curious about a stranger from a cafe. But when they keep running into each other by a coincidence, another love shows up in her life.

Authors note: this is a modern au, there are no quirks involved!

𝑳𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒔 ━ | 𝒎.𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 | 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓 | 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒔 |

✩ Part 2

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[matildasgonemad]

Fem Mirio x Reader

Summary: You get paired up for a project with your ex-girlfriend, and you guys try to make amends. 

Warnings: Slight angst with fluff

Mirio annoyed the hell out of you. You hated seeing her in the hallway, you hated hearing her in class, and you hated that god-forsaken smile. The smile would have all the students of UA swooning over her in an instant. Mirio broke up with you the day before prom, and since then, you looked for any reason to hate her. So when the teacher announced that there would be a partner project and you got paired up with her, you were anything but thrilled.

“I don’t want to work with that bitch!” You told your friend during lunch.

“Will you relax? You've been talking about this for the past 20 minutes.” Your friend said.

“Sorry,” you rolled your eyes, “this shit has been bothering me all day.”

“If it bothers you so much, why don’t you ask the teacher to pair you up with someone else?”

“Because I know she won’t listen to me.”

“Then I guess you’re stuck with Togata.” Pulling out your phone, you began scrolling through Instagram.

“You wouldn’t get it, you all kiss her ass. She’s nothing special, you know.”

“Kiss her ass? I barely know her!” You look up for a brief second,

“So you would kiss a stranger's ass?”

“You tell terrible jokes.” Your friend snorted. The bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. Before you went your separate ways; your friend paused,  “Hey, you’re gonna get through this.” Your friend smiled reassuringly.

You were back in class, talking to some classmates; the teacher signaled for you all to quiet down. Once she got the class's attention she explained; what the project was about and restated everyone's partners as a reminder. She didn’t need to tell you twice, that shit was at the forefront of your mind. She explained that the project needed to be completed outside of class, but she would give us the information that was needed within the period. Great, you thought, terrific. Not only do I need to see this asshole in class, but I have to talk to her outside of class too. School let out for the day, and as you walked to the dorms you felt your phone vibrate; it was a DM notification from Instagram. Who the hell could this be? You thought. Clicking on it, you realized that it was from Mirio: Do you want to meet in my dorm room? She texted. You didn’t want to meet her point-blank period. You grind your teeth as you began to type in very slowly: Sure. You set your belongings in your dorm room and changed into something more comfortable before heading over to her room. As you stood outside her room your hand hovered over the door. You contemplated turning back around and sleeping the rest of the day off, but alas, you had to get the project done. You knocked on the door, hopefully loud enough to startle her, before the door opened.

“Hey,” Mirio greeted, giving you a half-assed grin.

You didn’t say anything, just shoved passed her and sat on the floor where she had glue sticks, scissors, and a bunch of papers scattered all over.

“These are the materials I managed to buy, hopefully, they’ll be enough to last us the entire month.” She laughed, scratching the back of her head.

“Yeah, hopefully.” You replied with a monotone, as you pulled out your phone, texting your friend: Help me!! You put down your phone for a brief second,

“Cool, so what do you plan on doing?” As Mirio began to talk, your phone vibrated. Your friend texted back: You’re gonna be fine, just smile and nod. 👍

“Are you listening to me?” Mirio said, pulling your attention away from your phone.

“Oh, oh yeah, I was listening.”

“Then repeat what I just said.” Oh, how you wanted to punch her so badly.

“Ok, well, umm…” You began to stall, “You said something like…” You had absolutely no idea what she had just said.

“So you weren’t paying attention. Who were you texting anyway?” She began to lean over to see your phone, but you quickly snatched it and pressed it against your chest. 

“It’s none of your damn business!” You glared. She sighed and sat back up, 

“Look, I know you don’t want to be here because of our, well, our past but we need to put that behind us and focus on the project-”

“You know what? Fuck you, Mirio! You refused to let me visit you in the hospital, ignored me for months, and broke up with me the day before prom. So excuse the fuck out of me for not wanting to ‘put that behind us’.” You were about to storm out of the room, before she reached over and grabbed your leg, attempting to pull you back in. 

“Wait! Shit!” You kicked her in the face with your other foot, making her loosen her grip, but you still weren’t able to fully get her off of you. “I just want to talk, please!” She began to cry, “I just want to talk.” Sighing, you sat on the floor begrudgingly.

“You’ve got five minutes, talk.” You replied coldly.

“I was afraid you were-were gonna break up with me if I told you anything, so I wanted to do it first to save myself from the heartache.” She stammered, choking up on her tears.

“What the hell are you talking about, Mirio? Why would I break up with you?”

“Because I lost my power! I lost my damn power, and I was afraid that if, that if word got out you’d view me as weak and you wouldn’t want to be with me anymore!” You felt your stomach drop,

“Wait, you lost your quirk? How the hell did you lose it?”

“A villain shot me with a bullet while I was trying to protect Eri.” You felt bad, no, you felt terrible. All this time she was ignoring you because she thought you wouldn’t love her anymore? You cupped her cheeks with your hands, and began to shush her,

“No baby,” you kissed her forehead, “I still love you, quirkless or not, I’ll always love you.” As you put her head on your shoulder, you could feel her tears through your shirt. You continued to shush her while repeating the phrase “I love you”. You guys eventually made your way off the floor and climbed into her bed. You could feel your eyes getting heavy, as you looked down at Mirio to find that she had fallen asleep. You kissed her on her forehead a couple more times, “You’ll always be my hero, baby.”

#wlw #nblw #lgbtq #female reader #gender neautral reader #mirio #mirio x reader #mirio x you #angst #slight angst #bnha #bnha fanfiction #bnha x reader

[cartoonfuel]

Mind Games Chapter 4

Chapter 4: I Like Her

See Chapter 1 for trigger warnings, rating, etc.

Added TW: Discussion of suicide

Chapter 5: Imagine It

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“Eri wasn’t supposed to be here, originally,” Mirio explained to you, both of you sitting across from one another in chairs. Eri stood next to him, wrapping her arms around one of his biceps. “I was sort of tasked with babysitting.”

“Don’t worry about it,” you responded. “I feel indifferent when it comes to kids. I try not to let my personal experiences with them sway me.”

“Awesome!” Mirio replied, throwing you off a bit. What a wholesome response to your monotone statement. “Eri’s a sweetheart! She’s working on controlling her quirk. Which is something I heard you wished to work on, too, is that right?”

“I’m not really sure.” You had just been brought here. Coming to UA wasn’t much different than being taken to an orphanage against your will, or dragged to an insane asylum for that matter. However, you felt comfortably out of place here at UA. Aside from the Sludge Boy, everyone had been treating you well. Plus, Eri’s constant innocent thoughts kept bringing a small hint of a smile to your face.

She’s so pretty.

Maybe we could be friends.

I wonder what Mirio thinks of her.

I like her.

Why am I so shaky all the time?

Knowing that your quirk might alarm her, you kept her thoughts to yourself. Mirio’s thoughts were rapidly streaming through his mind at a constant pace. Though, one of his thoughts stood out to you:

Would it be easier if I talked to you in my head?

You nodded, quite pleased with his cleverness.

Great! We can get to know each other this way. Can you tell me more about your quirk? I’d love to hear it! Well, think it? I dunno. Have at it! If you’re willing.

You explained your quirk to both him and Eri, surprised to see Mirio’s smile only slightly falter when you began to dive into the current state of your mind. Your quirk had definitely tainted the way you behaved and thought—and you’d be the first person to admit it.

What is the range of your quirk? Like, how far away can you read minds?

“Ten meters,” you replied aloud. “Anyone above, below, or within ten meters of me can’t avoid the effects of my quirk. Although it’s really the other way around. It’s me who can’t escape their thoughts.”

How many thoughts can you hear at one time?

“There’s no limit, as far as I know. Crowds terrify me.”

And your family?

“Gone,” you lied again. “It’s just me.”

“I’m so sorry to hear that,” Mirio said out loud. “Oop! Sorry!”

“It’s fine,” you smirked. “I heard All Might teaches at this school.”

Indeed, he does! Would you like to meet him? I’m sure he’d have wisdom for you!

“Maybe eventually.”

No rush at all! Nezu told me you wanted to meet Izuku. He’s a great kid! I’m not sure how good he is at controlling his thoughts, though.

“Thoughts are hard to control in this world.”

Lots of things are hard to control! Like your quirk, for example! If you’re willing, I’d absolutely love to assist you in learning how to control your quirk!

“What’s your quirk?” you asked. Almost immediately, his smile vanished.

I used to have a quirk called Permeation. I lost it in a recent accident.

You noticed Eri hold onto Mirio just a little bit tighter.

What do you call your quirk?

You sighed. “Growing up, people called it Mindscape.”

All of a sudden, a head peered into the infirmary. It was Izuku Midoriya. “Hi,” he squeaked. After realizing Eri was running towards him for a hug, Midoriya stepped into the room and knelt down on one knee, catching the girl in his arms. “Nezu told me you wanted to meet?”

You shrugged and said, “I mean...I thought it would be cool.”

Speaking of “cool,” Midoriya was not. His thoughts were flying all over the place.

Okay, Izuku. She can read your mind. Which is totally cool but equally freaky! I mean, we’re not sure if we can trust her yet, like Nezu said, so be careful not to think about One For All and—CRAP! CRAP! I just did! I’m an idiot! Okay, calm down, what would All Might do? No, no, too specific. What would a hero do?

“Chill,” you told Midoriya. “I don’t plan on hurting anyone at UA. I don’t have any real motives at all, actually, so I’d deem myself pretty trustworthy.”

Mirio shot Midoriya a glance as if trying to say something without thinking it.

Sheesh, keep yourself together, Midoriya. I can already tell he’s overthinking literally everything.

“Why’d you want to meet me of all people, Aya?” Midoriya asked, walking Eri back over to you. You were beginning to feel frightened by the amount of people in the room now, and Midoriya must have noticed. “Did I say something?”

“No, there’s just a lot of you in here now,” you said, massaging your temples.

Mirio cut in. “Would you like Eri and I to leave?”

“Please.”

“Okay, gotcha!” Mirio stood up, taking Eri’s hand in his. “If you ever want me to train you in the ways of controlling a quirk, let me know! And Midoriya? Can I talk to you in the hallway for a second?” Midoriya nodded.

You watched them all file out of the room, their thoughts overlapping one another.

Is this ten meters away?

Nah, not quite.

Get over here, I think this might be ten meters.

Okay, we’re—

You sat patiently for a few moments, playing with your hair and scanning the room for anything interesting. Eventually, Midoriya entered, looking as awkward as ever.

“Are you acting this nervous because I’m a stranger or because I’m a girl?” you asked him. “Or because of my quirk?”

All of the above?

No, not that. Just—ugh, be honest, Izuku!

She’ll know if you’re lying. Not that I’d lie to her—okay, here goes.

“Because you’re a new face, I guess, and you wanted to see me, and that makes me a little nervous, um—look, I’ll formally introduce myself,” Midoriya chuckled anxiously. “My name’s Izuku Midoriya, but you’re welcome to call me Deku. Or whatever, really. I don’t have a preference!”

“Cool,” you said. “That Eri girl is really cute.”

“Yeah! She kind of reminds me a lot of you,” Midoriya beamed. “You’re both so unsure but so full of potential! You’d make great heroes!”

“If only I wanted to be one.” Before Midoriya could reply, you added to your comment. “What‘s her quirk, anyway? Eri’s?”

“Her quirk is called Rewind. It’s quite powerful, actually.”

“Oh? That’s pretty interesting.”

“Hey...can I ask you something?”

”Shoot.”

”Why don’t you want to be a hero?”

“My quirk is hardly heroic. It’s creepy and harmful to myself and to others.”

Does she really believe that?

“I seriously doubt that,” Midoriya grinned. “You need to be more optimistic about your quirk, Aya. A quirk is a gift.”

“Deku, what if...” you paused, “what if I told you I escaped from an insane asylum of sorts?”

What?!

Nezu didn’t inform me about this!

What do I say?

Does anyone else know this about her?

Crap, crap, crap—

“Calm down,” you said to him, rubbing your tired eyes. Your quirk had an odd way of keeping you awake, yet you felt most at peace whenever you slept. In other words, you were tired all the time. “They refused to provide me with a room away from the other patients. So if you can imagine, I just seemed crazier and crazier. Eventually I left.”

How did...how did she...?

“How did you manage to do that?” Midoriya queried, resting his chin between his thumb and index finger.

“If I’m able to focus enough, my quirk is good at finding out information,” you stated. “Like codes and stuff. Although it’s really hard to do that when you have insane criminals all around you, constantly thinking about murder and other things.”

“Oh, I’m sure.”

“People like that make me want to strangle myself,” you brought your hands to your neck, causing Midoriya to instinctively reach out. You stopped him. “Don’t worry, Deku. I know that if I did that, I’d just start breathing again the moment I go unconscious.”

He gave you a blank stare.

How can she say that with a smile on her face? I mean, I admire the, um, positive attitude, but...yikes.

You took a deep breath. “I know, I know. Sorry to freak you out.”

Midoriya frantically waved his arms around. “No, it’s fine!” His thoughts said otherwise.

This is totally freaky. Should I tell All Might? Or—

“Why would you tell him, Deku?” you asked.

Crap, I need to get out of here before I reveal something like how One For—NO, DAMN IT, IZUKU! Mirio tried to warn you and you’re blowing it!

Midoriya buried his face in his hands.

“No, please don’t leave,” you commented, staring at the floor. “Let me continue.”

“Sure,” Midoriya replied.

“My quirk also functions as a sort of alarm system. If I can hear thoughts, I know there’s someone within ten meters of me.”

Midoriya fist-pumped. “Sounds sneaky! Although ten meters is a long distance to gauge.”

Her quirk is amazing! How could she hate it?

“Deku,” you looked up at him, “I’d like you to picture something.“

“Okay, what is it you have in mind?”

“Imagine you’re enjoying your day. And then all of a sudden, you start to hear voices in your head. First it’s one voice. Then two, then three—all at once. You don’t know who the voices belong to and more keep popping up in your brain. You scream at them to go away, but in return, all you get are blank stares from the public. And then the voices shift focus. Instead of going on about their own day and their own issues, the voices think only about you. They judge you, ask questions, and refuse to leave you alone—even if you try to walk away.” You paused, Midoriya eagerly waiting for you to continue. “That’s my quirk.”

“Interesting,” was all he commented. You thought he was done speaking, but then his mind started going crazy. His mouth began moving faster than his head could think, which was somewhat new to you. “I can definitely see why your quirk might be so disturbing to you and to others. You’ve been judged hard for it in the past, and I’m sure you had a difficult time managing your quirk when it first manifested. She probably thought she was crazy and didn’t realize it was a quirk at all. Or she just lost her mind dealing with the darkness of others’ minds throughout her day on a constant basis.” Was he...muttering? Did he want you to hear this? “Mirio had issues with his quirk to begin with as well. She should start training with him right away! And then there’s—“

You tapped him on the shoulder. “Deku?”

“I’m sorry!” he wailed. “I do that sometimes.”

You laughed. “Hey, is it possible to arrange that?”

“Arrange what?”

“Working with Mirio. And you, too. To improve the effectiveness of my quirk. I’ve decided that would probably be good for me.”

“Of course!” Midoriya shot out of his seat. “I’ll talk to Principal Nezu and Mr. Aizawa about it right away!” Ecstatic, the boy darted out of the room, waving a quick goodbye to you. “It was nice to meet you, Aya!”

“You too, Deku.”

~~~~~

Chapter 5: Imagine It

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Are you gonna be continuing the bnha x enchantress one?

Yes, I’m currently work on a part two :)

Also, if anyone has any suggestions on what should take place in future parts/chapters I’d love to hear them.

#fanfiction #bnha fanfiction #bnha mirio #bnha #my hero acedamia #x reader #mha x plus sized reader #mha x y/n #bnha x poc!reader #bnha x y/n #bnha x you #mha x female reader #mha

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18+ | 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐍𝐇𝐀 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐁 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 | 💌

𖥔𖥔𖥔𖥔𖥔𖥔 minors ! kindly do not interact please 𖥔𖥔𖥔𖥔𖥔𖥔

𐂴 pairings: Female-Bodied Reader X Bakugo, Aizawa, Iida, Tokoyami, Deku, Mirio, All Might, Shoto, Kirishima, Tamaki

𐂴 contains: sundress szn, aged-up students, use of quirks, (semi)public unprotected sex, oral (f receiving), fingering, daddy + mommy kink, exhibitionism, degrading w punk ass Bakugo, lotsa pet names, use of puppy with Izuku, choking, orgasm control, Aizawa’s is heavy on mating press + kink, Iida’s overstimulation, pussy spanking, tentacles w tamaki <3, feral men alert 🚨

𐂴 10k~ words total | 10 drabbles | bonus: lazy illustrations

𐂴 crispy ass low quality ass photos smh

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💥 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎 ~ “OH, IT’S ON, PRINCESS.”

He’ll smile at his girl doing such a dirty, sexy thing in public, and you know what’s coming for you at home. In true Bakugo fashion, he’ll tease you right back, except do it better than you to prove that he’s the best. Karma’s a bitch, but Bakugo is the biggest bitchboy in town.

You try as hard as possible to keep the straightest face you could muster. Katsuki is looking at the cafe menu, sipping his coffee.

“So what do you want?” he grumbles, so he could order for the both of you. It’s go time. Your hand is already under the table, and finds your big thick target immediately, squeezing it firmly through his black pinstripe dress pants. Enemy spotted. His eyes lock on you, and the look in them lets you know that you just signed up for hours of poundtown and crying when you guys get home from your date. He can be so mean, too, stealing your orgasms from you until he decides it’s okay for you to cum. So really you’re signing up to be at his mercy…or lack thereof.

He snorts a little, the corners of his lips turning upwards ever so slightly.

“Really? Heh, that’s a good choice. I was going to go for the club sandwich. And you better not eat all my fries, you dirty little delinquent.” His cock starts to harden in your hand, and your fingers find his cockhead, tracing its prominent outline. You could swear you feel his pulsing veins beneath your fingertips. You keep your hand there, squeezing, then trailing to his balls…then pulling away when he twitches.

As if nothing happened, you reply,“Mm, no worries, I’ll also get the croissant and omelette, I promise to leave some of your fries for you,” you suck at keeping a straight face, as fiery eyes blink incredulously, furiously asking you why the fuck you stopped.

This time you feel his rough hand firmly grabbing your thigh, and yanking it over his big leg. His calloused palm trails right up the skirt of your yellow gingham sundress. What is he doing?

“’Katsu,” you whimper quietly to his sickly smug face. “We can’t do this here.” You both know you don’t believe the words you’re spewing.

Fluffy blonde hair swooshes left and right as he looks around dramatically to prove a point. “Says the fuck who?” his canines flash, a predator knowing there was nowhere for his prey to run. His sharp eyes, sharp teeth, sharp choker, black snakebites, the growl evident in his voice…this menacing boy has you backed into a corner. Heck, his big hand has your thigh trapped right now. He was right. What were you saying? Bakugo Katsuki never followed anyone’s rules, and never will.

You squeak when two hot, large digits rubbed you over your thin little panties. He leans in real close to you, resting a muscled forearm on top of your soft thigh. His hot breath fans against your neck and he whispers huskily in your ear, moaning a little in just the way that make your juices stir, your clit throb,

“Fuck….Y’always signing up for shit you can’t handle, Princess. Trying to put yourself in danger, like Daddy does. But you can’t pull it off, babe, wanna know why? You’re dealing with Dynamight, and don’t you forget it. Just ya wait until we get home. Trying to be a nasty little bitch in heat, you think that’s funny?” You thank the heavens that the table isn’t see through and not too many people are dining where they could see you both being absolutely filthy. You gulp. He pushes your panties aside, rubbing the ungodly amounts of slick you’ve already built up in circles around your clit.

“Little kitty cat gets so wet, huh? Is it cuz you know I could fuck you right on top of this table? I’m the number two hero, I don’t give a fuck. Does that scare you? Me showing everyone what happens to bad girls who can’t be patient and grab their boyfriend’s meat under the fucking table?” He’s babbling, and you can see his cock straining against his pants. If he was dressed in his grey sweatpants, guaranteed you’d see precum leaking through.

The thigh that wasn’t being held on top of his by his other hand, tries to shakily close around his hand but he doesn’t let up. You feel a familiar heat start to pool in your stomach and you silently plead with him to not make you cum in public, in broad daylight. You could tell he has no intentions of stopping. A big, thick finger dips in and changes your mind as it always does, making your brain get consumed with want for him, need to get filled up no matter what. It thrusts into you as his thumb keeps rubbing your clit expertly. You begin to grind stupidly into his hand, chasing your own high. His eyes, they look so hungry for you…

Just as you feel yourself getting close, he pulls away and puts your leg back down to normal as your pussy throbs and you clench around nothing. What the fuck? You glare at him, he sucks his fingers, and he licks the mug like a SLUT before sipping his coffee again.

“What’s’a matter, sweetheart?” His gruff voice feigns ignorance, and before you could reply, the server comes. x

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❤️‍🩹 𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐖𝐀 𝐒𝐇Ō𝐓𝐀 ~ “So You Have Chosen… Death.”

The UA High School teacher is so disciplined, such a gentleman who knows how to conduct himself maturely. Which is a total contrast to how he is behind closed doors in the bedroom. Oh, he’ll still be a gentleman, but don’t think he’ll hold back on you. He’ll teach you a thing or two about teasing him like a little brat.

You both sit in the private back part of a fancy restaurant for your anniversary dinner. Ever the classy, baked ziti at home, father of your two cats, charcuterie board mf, has taken you to a dark, sophisticated winery by the sea. His alumn who can talk to animals is caring for the fur children back at home. Now you’re sitting in what looks like a speakeasy as you overhear jazz from the main restaurant, the lights dim, and his ebony black hair falls beautifully over his cashmere sweater. An intense set of dark eyes have never looked so intense, and you can barely take it.

You hold the wine 45° and stir it a little, smelling its scent profile before taking a little sip. Berries. Spice. Old earth. Chestnut barrel. And a hint of flora.

“This one’s delicious,” you smile, and you like it because it tastes like love, it tastes how the look in his eyes feel.

“You’re delicious,” his eyes scan over your body in the sleek, velvety emerald dress you surprised him in, and you feel the heat from his smoky deep voice filling your ears and going down your esophagus with the warm wine, and making you flush. You decide to return the favor and be a little cheeky. Perhaps it’s the wine bringing out the boldness in you, or he’s trying to be a siren with his dark eyes and silken tone but you are sinking. And your foot has left its high heel and is floating.

A thin brow quirks as your pedicured foot rubs his firm thigh, then goes up, up, to the apex of his legs and fondles him through his slacks. You’re already hard. He smirks. —How could I not be?—

Teachers. They make for the best students. He’s studying you, the fall and rise of your chest, and can pick up that you’re turned on. And just like that, you both can’t wait for the dinner to be over so you could…

But you both wait. Lots of tension makes for the best of releases. You know from past experience. You continue to have eye sex, like how you did when you both would pine for each other. Years of having a crush on your tailor client, of him talking with you, of you starting to think of what his stubble must feel like on your tenderest spots, of if he likes getting his hair pulled, of will there ever be a ring on his finger one of these days? Him coming to the atelier to pick up his clothing, and looking at you in the same way he’s looking at you now, but you not being able to put a finger on it.

You would wake up from a restless sleep in your studio and wonder, why am I having dreams of my client? You’d look forward to his messages telling you how lovely of a job you’d do to fitting his clothing to accent his body…his body that you wanted all over yours. It felt like a whirlwind…a long, unblinking staring match as he lingered in picking up his clothing from you turned into him asking you out, to him bringing flowers to your work, and lots of eye contact as you realized his stubble tickles your inner thighs rough— in a delicious way, that pulling his hair makes him rumble against you and eat you even more ravenously, and that now you keep looking at your hand wondering what it would look like with a big rock on your finger.

Flash forward to after dinner, and you’re walking hand in hand, the taste of wine and butterscotch gelato in your mouths, and his hand guides you by your lower back into the lodge. Now you’re on the bed, and your feet are bound to the posts, and his hand pins your wrists above your head as he’s ramming into you, hips slapping your clit so perfectly and grinding into you. You already came twice on his face, and you feel another one coming soon.

“Sh-Shō,” you slur, the second his lips aren’t swallowing yours. Your tear-brimmed eyes, glazed with pleasure, meet his deep eyes that still look as hungry as ever, with that extra mysteriously serious look from earlier. It makes you shiver.

“Darling,” he purrs, “i hope you’re not saying you want me to slow down, when you showed me just how much you wanted me back there.” How is he not out of breath, when he’s pistoning straight into your sweet spot over and over? He muffles your whimpers and steals your breath away with more sloppy kisses, and your bordeaux-stained lips are wet with your drool combined with his saliva. You’re seeing stars, and screaming his name as you’re bound into this mating press. You feel so full on his fat cock as every ridge and vein drags so deliciously into every surface of your pussy; his hipbones smack into your ass so lewdly. Your eyes roll to the back of your head. He grabs your jaw firmly, thumb swiping your lower lip. “Ah, ah, ah, want my little wifey to look at me, or you won’t get my kids,” he’s babbling, but your ears perk up at the words wifey and kids and it drives your wine/cock-drunk mind wild as he drills into you.

“Yes, yes!” you scream, “I’m your wifey, Shōta, please say I’m yours, mmm, I belong t’you!!” You don’t break eye contact this time, pleading him to know you really really mean you belong to him. His thrusts get sloppier, and his baritone moans sound so hot as you feel like if he goes any harder, you’ll get fucked right through the bed.

“You’re mine, Y/N,” his hands clench around your wrists and throat, and he kisses all over your face, “All, fucking, mine—” He goes down to rub your clit feverishly so you could clench around him, and his thrusts are deep, threatening to hit your womb.

“Cum for me, my beautiful woman,” the sight of his black hair framing and sticking to his face as he stares into your soul, does it for you and you see white, which milks his cock of all he has to offer as he’s balls deep inside you.

You both ride out your orgasms for a minute, then come back to earth, panting. “Oh, by the way. Since you agreed you’re my wifey, I hope you know I’m being serious.”

Your heart stops as he finishes untying you and arranges the clothes you both threw to the floor. What?

“I’ve been wanting to make you Mrs Aizawa for quite some time now, and it kind of came out in the heat of the moment, but…” he grabbed the ring from his pants pocket, blushing like a schoolboy, “Miss Y/n, will you marry me?” His voice was soft, and the ring sparkled even in the dim bedroom.

Tears once again filled your eyes. “I was being serious, too, Shō. Of course I’ll marry you.” x

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🚀 𝐈𝐈𝐃𝐀 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐘𝐀 ~ *TRIES TO PRETEND NOTHING IS HAPPENING TO HIM*

Key word: tries. That does not mean he succeeds. Iida will, however, make it your problem when you get back home, and you’ll know he does not take such matters of inappropriateness lightly.

(girl help my drawing’s proportions in this are more fcked than a Picasso painting, n e ways,,)

When you grab his cock in the cute outdoor restaurant in the downtown area, Tenya Iida is glad that 1. it’s night time, 2. you’re both sat in the back corner, and 3. the service was slow.

“Aw, Iida, are you all right?” you coo, and he curses you in his mind. Evil vixen! He will show you not to continue in such wrongdoing! Just…not here…You play footsie with him, feeling up his meaty calves as he shakily finishes taking a sip of his water.

“Yes, my love, I am perfectly all right, everything is just wonderful,” his voice is convincing, but the bright pink glow that shines over his entire face, is not. Not to mention his hand is shaking like a leaf and still clenched around his glass, as if it’s offering some sort of stability.

“You look like you’re going to break your water,” you giggle, and you catch a dangerous glint in his eye for a split second.

“Maybe I’ll break yours, have it spill all over the place,” he mutters.

“C-come again?” No, you heard him right. When he takes you shopping afterwards, best believe he makes sure you’re dripping all over him in the dressing room, his fingers stuffed inside your mouth as the Hero Ingenium slams in and out of you at the speed of light, making you almost cum in every place you two are alone together for the entire night. But your punishment is you don’t actually get to. Because you acted like a little villain. And when you sob into his jacket that you just want to go home now, he rushes you both home with his quirk, and you’re so glad he’s so much faster than driving in a car.

He’ll make you squirt all over his face and cum until you’re apologizing for teasing him in public like that, and he makes you promise to not be such a naughty little girl, because only good girls get stuffed with daddy’s cum. (You’ll break that promise since you love how he brings about his justice). x

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🔮 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐈 𝐅𝐔𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐆𝐄 ~ “CAREFUL, LEST YOUR ACTIONS MANIFEST A REVELRY IN THE DARK”

What a dangerous game you play, and you couldn’t keep it at bay until Dark Flicks and Chills, could you? What are the things that go bump in the night? Oh, right. It’ll be his cock, bumping rather harshly into your cervix, because of your foolish lack of self control. But it’s ok. Because he a freak like that too.

It appears your mind dwells in the abyss quite frequently.

Your lovely boyfriend had taken you to the new Museum of Unexplained Wonders, an alluring museum that toured past cryptids, alien evidence in ancient cultures, chilling discoveries, unexplained mysteries, creatures of the deep, cursed items, and ancient secrets. And now here you are, in the spooky wax figure restaurant, eating horror-inspired food. You couldn’t be happier than now, and having such deep conversation with your beloved bird boy and hearing his handsome voice make such great theories is stirring something inside your creature of the deep.

“I really do have to say, I’m so curious about what will happen as they continue to investigate Skinwalker Ridge,” you muse, and Tokoyami’s ruby reds gaze into your eyes passionately as he nods.

“They’re doing such a good job at proving that there are aliens. I wonder if they’d let people with electromagnetic-type quirks into the grounds to help them,” his voice sounds so deep and comforting, you think to yourself, like someone playing the cello. You could listen to it forever.

“I-oh, Y/N, goodness what are you doing?” He whispers, expression indicating that he’s clearly blushing. The culprit: your hand squeezing his dick. Does he accidentally have a semi-hard-on already? Or is he enjoying all of this in the same way you are? Your hand leaves as you nonchalantly eat more of your food, and he swallows thickly, trying to resume eating too.

“My apologies. It seems like it teleported into my hand. Or maybe I’m just possessed by an ancient fertility god,” you winked up at him.

“Oh? Is that so? Are you sure it’s not a multiple possession, because I’ve been feeling the same way, hearing about what your beautiful mind comes up with.” You gasped as you felt something stronger than a cold draft of wind touch a specific place on your legs. Was that..? “Oh and Dark Shadow, feel free.” The two giant hands on your thighs spread you wider apart as Dark Shadow found solace in the shadows under the booth in the dim, colorfully-lit spooky restaurant. Fumikage’s hand trails to your thigh, and you are so glad that you wore a skirt today as it dips under the dark pleated fabric.

“I have to say, I love how much of a dirty thing you are,” the tip of his beak drags over the sensitive spot on your neck, trailing down to lick and nip at your shoulder and collarbone. You didn’t realize his fork is now in his left hand, and he continues eating as you tried to act normally in public. You feel the cool of his rings as it brushes against your skin, and it’s coming closer and closer to……

“No need to have this in the middle here,” he mutters under his breath, as he tears a hole in the fishnet tights above your pussy.

“Y-yeah, about you loving my…twisted nature, I can say the—same,” you try to stay normal as you felt a tongue from under the table push your panties aside and lick a broad stripe right up your throbbing core, making you whine the last word. Dark Shadow’s tongue began to push inside you, and your thighs shuddered around their head.

“My goddess of the violet twilight, you are lust incarnate. No need to conceal such lovely noises,” he smiles, sipping his drink and watching you come unraveled with his fingers pinching and swirling over your engorged clit, and Dark Shadow tongue fucking you under the table.

“I-I love those lyrics, b-but we’re in public! Nnn~!” You try to keep your whimpers quiet, but the last one is forced out when you feel the thick tongue touch your spongey, tender spot. Shadow’s tongue keeps thrusting in and out, hitting that spot with such fervor and Fumikage’s fingers on your bud feel so perfect, that your eyes roll back in pleasure and you buck into him and his quirk, nails digging into his smooth arm that would not budge from between your thighs.

“What happened to your love of being nervous, Y/n?” The way your name rolls off the tip of his tongue combined with all the other stimuli makes you come undone, and you lean your head into Tokoyami’s soft black t-shirt, seeking support in his firm muscles, tears pricking your vision as you look into his eyes the way he likes.

“Fuck,” he grunts at your fucked-out expression as you bite your lip hard enough to almost draw blood, and he cups your jaw in his spare hand, pecking kisses on your forehead (the best he could do with his falconesque beak), running fingers through your hair to comfort you as you ride your orgasm and cream all over Shadow’s tongue and his other hand.

When you return to the third dimension and catch your breath, it’s like you almost forgot you were in the restaurant. “Is my crazy black eyeliner running down my face?” You say meekly, squeezing his much larger hand.

“No, love, your soul windows are still perfectly decorated and in place,” he speaks tenderly, full of love. You pet Dark Shadow’s hair, and they coo and lick their beak clean, savoring your taste.

“Your goth metal reference is getting you head when we get home.”

“Not in the mummy exhibit?” He winks at you.

“Unless you want a curse following us home,” you laugh.

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🧤 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐔 ~ “BABE, W-WAIT!!!”

He’s so 🥺shy🫣 but then he’s trying to Texas smash in your pussy, and is so drunk in lust you almost have to say “down, boy” to get him to behave.

If Bakugo were to see you two lovebirds right now, he would scream, possibly cry, shit his pants, possibly throw up from how soft Izuku and you are being. And that’s okay. He’s laying on your lap and you’re feeding eachother strawberries and little bites of cake, and you couldn’t be happier than right now.

The soft breeze is rustling in the trees, and your boyfriend’s pine-colored mess of hair moves just like the leaves above. Butterflies keep flying around, and you tell yourself he and you should make little dandelion flower crowns for each other sometime.

You’re so full of love for life right now, and your lover is so beautiful in the sunlight, and his thrifted sweater vest that matches his hair looks so cute on him with his muscular arms, and you,, you’re ovulating so you wish it wasn’t just your heart that was full. But the problem is, you’re in a park in the city. Eh, no matter.

Midoriya rests on his elbows, shifting off of your lap but leaving little fluttery kisses on your legs and..you don’t think he realizes what he’s doing to you. So you naturally do the most logical thing to do, and grab his dick. “This is mine, by the way,” you giggle, as his bright green eyes widen and flash to yours.

He bites his lip and immediately looks flustered, the poor boy. He’s so bad at hiding his arousal. His cock is already tenting in his corduroy trousers! “I-I know, baby, but why did you have to remind me,” —his voice hushes to a whisper—“in the middle of a public picnic babe???” You grab him by his little strawberry charm necklace that you gave him, and you see his Adam’s apple bob up and down to try and swallow back a whine, to no avail. There’s a blush spread wide across his face, and with his green hair and freckles now he really looks like a strawberry, you just realized, and you can’t help but laugh.

He thinks you’re being mean and trying to humiliate him in public, and he pouts which makes him look all the more adorable. But he’s still so hard. “Because,” you get closer to him, addicted to how his pupils blow up full of so much love, “you’re so adorable and I can’t stop thinking about how much cuter you’d look stuffing me full of your cum, puppy boy.” You watch as his nostrils flare as you try out that name for the first time, and his breathing gets heavier. He is so turned on. You bet his boner is so painful. You grab it again, squeezing, and he whimpers and doesn’t shy away as you do, the two of you not caring if anyone sees. He’s so thick in your hand and his cock is just so massive in general for such a sweet boy that you know it’s just not fair for him since his boner is completely impossible to hide. But he loves you ao much that he doesn’t care, and his love for you is stronger than any embarrassment he could feel right now.

“You’re such a cutie, Mommy-fuck, sorry, I mean M-fuck—Y/N,” Izuku can barely think, since all his blood went down to his cock. Fair enough.

Your eyes narrow as you feel yourself getting wetter. “Mm, excuse me, what was that, sweet boy?”

“Y/N, ‘m so sorry, I-I’m getting so horny right now, and it’s your fault, I mean not in a bad way, you’re doing nothing wrong, but— and I don’t know if this is something you like to be called, which if it’s not, I’m sorry, but when you called me puppy boy I couldn’t help but get so—”

You cut him off with a kiss. He kisses back with a frustrated whimper. “All that talking, and you could be spending your time showing Mommy what that mouth can do,” you tease, but boy oh boy he’s taking that seriously. He looks at you hungrily and determined, like he’s on one of his missions to defeat a villain and it makes you throb with want. “Okay,” he says, completely seriously, but you’re too shocked to try and stop him.

He hovers over you and kisses you deeply, then kisses your face, ears, down your neck, licking and sucking and kissing your shoulders and collarbones, trailing down and kissing over your dress before he gets below your waist. Every kiss sets you on fire, and he’s so strong in pinning you down you can do nothing but just accept it. He looks around to make sure no one is around. Well, you guys got lucky. He lifts up your skirt, and the breeze carries the smell of your pheromones over to his nose and he bites his lip in anticipation.

“You don’t have to—”

“You smell so good, Mommy, wanna put my kids in you,” suddenly he uses his strength and pushes the back of your thighs up, moving your thong to the side, and attacks your pussy, switching between licking and sucking your clit, to dipping his tongue into your soaked center, and groaning at how good you taste. “Mm, ahhh you’re so —mmm- good,” he’s talking with his mouth full, and you’re digging your fingers into his hair and pulling harshly on it, which only eggs him on further. He dips two fingers in without warning and starts pumping them in and out of you, admiring the way they look and how your pussy grips them and makes wet, squelching noises. “‘Zuku, oh my god, holy shit,” you’re sobbing as his fingers alone Full you up so good, it feels too good, you need more…He begins attacking your clit with his mouth again and his eyes are more tearful from pleasure than yours.

“So good, Izu’, you’re doing so well, f-fuck, such a good boy,” at the praise, Izuku hums sweetly, the vibration on your clit making you buck into his face and hump it, making him moan and move his fingers faster so you can do it again. You try to close your thighs, but his other strong arm holds them in place so your pussy keeps facing the sky.

You keep gasping and moaning his name. You feel yourself getting close, so close. “M’s’close, baby, gonna cum all over your face, you’re eating me so good, are you that hungry?” You’re babbling under his mouth, and he loves it, not realizing he’s grinding into the blanketed ground beneath you to help ease his hardness that’s gotten painful.

“So hungry,” he lifts up for a few seconds to dutifully reply to you, fingers pounding and curling into the spot that makes you whimper, “want you to feed me your juices, then fill you up with pups, make you a mommy, so we can bring them on more picnics,”

He goes back down on you and the words make your head spin, and you buck up into him. He sucks your clit and nibbles on your pussy as he keeps hitting your g-spot faster and faster, and you shakily come undone underneath him.

“Babe, please, please let’s go home right now, can you fly us, please?” You ask, pleading because you need his cock and you’re sure he desperately wants to cum in you too. He’s set the already packed up basket aside and is already trying to fold up the blanket. You rush to help him but he smiles all lust-blown, juices still dripping down his face. “Already on it, gorgeous.” You hold all the things, he swoops you up, making sure the bottom of your skirt is tucked under his arm, and he flies over so he could pound into you for a few rough rounds. x

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💫 𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐀 ~ “WOW, BABE, YOU’VE GOT MORE OF AN ELEMENT OF SURPRISE THAN ME!”

A normal bystander would think he’s just smiling at his girlfriend, but when you grab his dick in public, you know it’s actually a very dangerous smirk on his face! Consider yourself warned!

A warm breeze fills the air as you sit in the beachside tiki grill, some straw and wood shielding you from the hot sun. Mirio’s got a little tan starting, as well as some summertime freckles, and his glimmering eyes are admiring his girlfriend, you.

You cheekily reach under the table, and he thinks you’re in to play thumb wrestling. Which he lets you win, so you then go to your main mission, and reach for his muscular thigh. He quirks an eyebrow and his head to the side, looking exactly like a golden retriever puppy with his cute little grin. It makes you giggle and gives you butterflies in your stomach. Alas, you cannot reach his cock without leaning forward so much that it’s obvious. So you retreat, taking a sip of your frozen drink.

His hand copies what you did, and lazily rests on your thigh without his arm even needing to stretch a little. He squeezes your soft skin, and his cuteness just makes your ovaries fucking explode. You want this sweetheart to do terrible things to you, and you want it now!!!

“Baby,” he breaks you out of your trance, and he swears your smile is brighter than all the stars put together. “Did you want the little umbrella before I finish my drink? I even put on one of those little cherries you like so much.” You need him now.

“Is that even a question!!! Yay of course you’d think to give me one of the cherries I love you so much,” you grab it from him, and you both eat the little cherries. You don’t catch him gazing lovingly at how cute you look chewing the sugary cherry, and twirling the tiny umbrella between your fingers, and putting it down into your drink.

“You only love me for the little drink decor, nothing else!! It’s always like this, Y/N, I’m more than the little umbrellas….or am I,” he feigned accusatory sadness, and you played along.

“It’s true. That’s the only thing I’m here for. Just using you to build my collection of little umbrellas. I cover my entire house in them.”

He chewed the cinnamon pineapple of his piña colada, smirking mischievously. “You look like the type. You’re the worst. Not even a gold digger, a little trinket digger, what ever shall I do?”

“Yes….yes…ha ha ha yes!!!” you mocked an evil villain whose plans were coming to fruition, “you are hopeless and defeated, without you looking I have taken every last little trinket from your house, none of your friends or family are safe, Lemillion, I will defeat you 200 percent!”

“M-my tiny spoons….my liddol Russian dolls…all of them, you took all of them!“ he clutches his chest.

“It was me. You are reduced to nothing, a man with no little fun objects. For I have stripped you of all of your pride! No fun allowed!!!”

You both are dying of laughter at this point, and you clutch your stomach doubling over because he’s laughing so hard, and your laughter keeps building up. It’s not like what you’re saying is even remotely funny, and no one else would really laugh but you both just love how stupid it all is. This is how dates with him always are. You craft ridiculous, highly specific situations and keep building on top of the ridiculousness dramatically, and your laughter does the same.

“Just imagining all my little car decorations and stuff vanishing suddenly and wondering where they are, then I see you crouched in a corner in front of a pile of all my little things,” he’s trying so hard to stop laughing, and you’re taking sips of your drink to just calm down. He doesn’t realize, of course, that one of your feet has left your little sandals and is about to hijack between his thighs.

He begins to tip his glass upwards to get the rest of the stubborn slush in his drink, and you trail from feeling up his thunder thighs to his bulge. You think he’d be shocked but he just winks and finishes up his drink.

“Is that the next trinket you plan to steal from me?” He wiggles his eyebrows.

“Yes, but it’s not small enough to be a trinket,” you could swear his dick is twitching at your touch.

“B-but, it still has the personality a small one has!!”

You chuckle. “Mm, I suppose.”

The server comes. “Alright guys, are you feeling a little hungry for some shareable apps? Or just another round?” You keep your foot where it is, and tease him, feeling him get a little harder under you.

“Definitely another round, and I think the Hawaiian roll sliders could be good, right, babe?” You ask him.

He tugs at his shirt, flashing his beautiful abs. “Aw, are mine not good enough for you?” He’s good at acting normal. Damn it. He’s getting rock hard though, and you know his pink flushed cheeks aren’t just sun-kissed.

“Damn, you know what, you’re right,” you look to the server, “just give me a steak knife to cut into him so I can get my own Hawaiian bun sliders.”

The server laughs. “Perfect, one extra sharp white-hot steak knife, anything else?”

“Hmm. Calamari, taquitos, maybe actually those sliders forreal though, and some flatbread. That’s all, right, baby?” Togata asks you, and you nod.

“Great!” The server grins at the adorable couple, “I’ll be back with your drinks!” They give a thumbs-up, and you and Mirio do the same. He looks at you while he does so, and you see it in his eyes. It makes you squirm in your seat. He’s so going to fuck you in the bathroom after this. Better hope you’re good at not screaming as he hits all your good spots roughly and fills you up so nice. x

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🇺🇸 𝐘𝐀𝐆𝐈 𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐈 ~ “WE SHALL SETTLE THIS SOON, DARLING”

You’re playing a dangerous game, teasing the hero who is number-one in your heart, the seven-foot tall man who packs the entire US of A in his pants. But danger? You like danger. You can’t say he didn’t warn you.

“Toshi, slow down!!!” You mewl, but the man above you is unforgiving and unrelenting.

“Darling, don’t say I didn’t warn you on three separate occasions about teasing me so much at dinner,” he drawls through clenched teeth, as obscene squelching noises fill the air, and you hiccup under his weight, nails digging into his back.

You don’t see what the big deal is. He took you out to a lovely dinner where a grand piano was playing such an alluring song, and his hot kisses and “I love you”’s to your ear were not helping. You just wanted to remind him that you could take your cock at any time and how perfectly he was made for you. You didn’t expect him to grip your wrist with an iron grip (him holding back) and warn you in his deep, silky voice “try that again, little lady, and see what happens.”

What else could he expect? A little minx like you? You crumbled under the predatory flick in his aquamarine eyes and hummed. “Maybe I do want to see,” you mewl, as you only clench his thick cock harder. His cock that you cannot dream of fully holding completely in your smaller hand. You rub at its growing hardness with your thumb and feel yourself salivating at the sight and feel of how overwhelming his size is. It’s so intimidating, almost too much, impossible to fully fit in one thrust and needing at least 20 minutes of prep to sink his head in alone. “Baby girl,” he growls warningly, “keep going like this and I might actually break you when we get home, you’re making it very hard for your Daddy to contain himself, I don’t want to hurt you.” You bite your bottom lip at his words, and your other hand feels over just how big his hand is, that’s holding your wrist failing to stop you. “Maybe I want it to hurt,” you whisper, eyes big, and he has to keep himself from groaning. “Warning you for the last time, you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”

He’s making sure of that right now. Your legs hurt from being spread so wide to make room for his broad frame, which completely swallows you whole over the bed, almost crushing you. It hurts your hips as he holds you apart and pounds into your pussy, which slobbers white rings of cream around the wide base of his cock, stretching you impossibly. You pant and see it moving through your belly, and he sees it too and leaves even more love marks on your neck, your whines and his growls creating a beautiful harmony.

You’re screaming utter nonsense, so many versions of what you say now, “oh god, oh my gosh, holy fuck, please please, Toshi, please don’t stop,” and he squeezes your face in his giant hand.

“Thought you were just telling me to slow down, sweetie, do you even know what you’re talking about?”

Clearly not. You’re so dumb on his cock, as he fucks your brains out, and he picks you up and flips you like a rag doll, and manhandles you so your hips are flush with his. He grips your cheeks and spreads you open, admiring how your juices drip down your thighs, then thrusts back in, stretching you all over again, making you moan loudly.

“You’re such a naughty little thing, I bet you wanted me to go hard on you, didn’t you?” An especially sharp thrust rocks you forward, and he uses a hand on your sternum to lift you up and hold you in place. “Look at Daddy when I’m talking and answer, little lady.”

“Mm-Yes-!! Yes! I w-wanted you to go so hard , so hard on me, yes, unghhh!” He’s rubbing your clit and molding you to his size, hitting your cervix over and over, as you see stars and scratch stripes into his meaty forearms. “Such a dirty girl,” he purrs, and his words send you over the edge, and you sob.

“D-T’shi!! G-gonna cum soon!!” His balls slap you rhythmically, and he keeps rubbing your clit with the thick pads of his fingers, nibbling on your neck. You’re still digging your nails into him to keep your wavering sense of balance.

“Do it baby, cum all over Daddy’s dick that you love so much,” and with that, you sob, “Yes, mmmph!!!!” And spasm around his huge cock. He closes his eyes and focuses on his breathing so he doesn’t spill into you at your walls constricting around him. He has to pull at least a few more out of you before he feels satisfied enough to spill inside you for the first of many times tonight. x

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🛡 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐎 ~ *QUIET GASP*

Shoto looks so cute on your sushi date, so flustered when you pull your mean trick. You almost feel bad as his breathing is shaky, but don’t think he isn’t enjoying this. He is. And definitely wants you to continue.

“Whoops, dropped my napkin!” You’re already down before he could get it for you, giving him no time to react as the gentleman he is.

You pick up the napkin you dropped on purpose, and hear an audible gasp as you grab his dick , so glad he wore some soft pants today so you could move your hand around it for a few seconds, and cup his balls, squeezing gently.

When you get back up, he looks at you so desperately, so helplessly, and you giggle at his pouting face. “Baby, what’s wrong?” You rub salt in the wound, and he sighs, looking off to the side.

“N-nothing,” he breathes, but you could tell he’s getting hard, trying to put a little bit of wasabi on his nigiri and dip it into the kirashi sauce, but then he drops it in and shakily tries to pick it up and eat it.

You’re starting to feel so bad, poor boy can’t even function; he’s so cute. He doesn’t know what to do.

He huffs. And in polite traditional Japanese fashion, “Uhm, I’ll be right back. Please excuse my rudeness as I need to use the restroom.”

You see his hands dug into his pockets, desperately trying to hide his fat boner, as he walks coolly to the restroom. In his mind, he’s making a beeline. Why would you do that? He wonders, frustrated and chasing some kind of release. He bucks into his fist, wishing it was your mouth, or your pussy, or even just your hand. Were you trying to test his…self control? He’s so dull, he doesn’t realize you’re just trying to get him riled up, and he hears a buzz in his phone. It’s you.

Y/N❤️: Babe

Y/N❤️: Show me how hard you are

So that’s what it was.

You feel a buzz of your phone, within a couple minutes of you sending it,, and are shocked he could be so fast. Which means he’s doing what you’re thinking.

Immediately you turn your brightness down and your eyes widen, seeing slick coating his cock as he jerks it in his hand, and soon after, he spills into it. That’s how horny you made him. Now your thighs are rubbing together, and he’s making his way back to the table, giving you a small smile. x

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🪨 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐄𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 ~ “HAHA, THAT’S CUTE BABY”

Kirishima finds it adorable that you just want to get a feel of his manliness, even in public! After all, he stores so much love for you in his heart AND down there! He grins and can’t wait to stuff you in the car!

You hear some slurps as Eijiro tries (and fails) to slurp some of his ramen without getting some juices dribbling down his chin. “Don’t look at me, Y/N,” he rushes to wipe his face, and you laugh at how cute he is, trying to look proper all of a sudden in front of you.

But the noises he made just remind you of him eating something else, and it’s kind of hot how he can get a bit messy. You chew on some pork, and sip some broth with corn and seaweed, humming at the yummy taste.

“Yer so beautiful, Y/N,” your Eiji smiles at you, and his red hair looks so fluffy, you want to pet it right now.

“No you,” you wink at him, and he blushes ‘cause you make him feel like he’s a boy in high school again with some stupid crush, the type of girl he can’t keep his hands off of, he wants to cherish you for as long as you’d allow him, and keep you warm and safe in his heart forever.

Others might take a look at the guy with his open shirt and big muscles, pretty smile, and think he could be a player, but Eijiro was actually so nervous to go up and talk to you for the first time. He had eyes for you, and it was extremely clear as you leaned forward over your bowl, and caught him blushing, looking down your shirt, then looking away quickly. You decide you want to give him shit for it.

“Eiji, what are you looking at?” You ask so sweetly, a little smile creeps over his face.

“N-nothing, I mean, you. I just can’t help it, you do things to me,” he makes you blush. You do something bold, and reach under the table and trace his long, buff thigh.

“What kind of things, sweetheart?” You know what kind of things.

“I-I, well, we can’t talk about this here, can we?” He’s such a gentleman, but he’s dodging the question.

You grab his bulge firmly, and you hear a strangled moan come out of him, before he clears his throat to hide it.

“I think we can,” you smile, and his sharp teeth flash at you. He uses his quirk to harden it a ton, then not harden it as much under your touch. Such a silly boy.

“O-oh my gosh Eijiro, so fucking, big-!!” You claw at his chest, and he’s helping you bounce up and down in the car. Planting hungry kisses all over your neck, bright red eyes staring at you rabidly, wanting to eat the cream out your pussy after he cums inside it.

“I know, sweetheart, don’t worry, the sting will go away in just a little bit,” he coos in your ear, holding you still and fucking up into you. Your moans mix in the air and you bury your face in his neck, taking in his cinnamon-cherry-leather scent.

“Such a gorgeous thing, and so sneaky grabbing what’s yours while we’re eating. Makes me feel so wanted, babe” he’s got a tight grip on your hips, his rock-hard length spearing you open and making your juices leak all over.

You look into his eyes, and he loves the lust that’s inside them. You kiss him hungrily and your tongues fight for dominance, and you rub circles on your clit making you moan. He wraps an arm around you and keeps fucking up into you, then moves your hand away so he could take over, and you whine into the kiss feeling him smile. He nibbles on your lip and you tug his hair, legs starting to shake from overstimulation.

“Go ahead, baby, cum for me,” he growls, and relishes in the feeling of your soaking wet walls clenching in a vice-like grip around his length.

He slaps your ass. “Do me a favor, and get in the back seat. I’m not even close to done with you yet.” x

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🐙 𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈 𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐉𝐈𝐊𝐈 ~ “BUNNY, WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?”

Your perfect boyfriend is so shy and shocked when you grab his cock, but also excited that his love wants him badly enough to do such a daring, scary thing. So he wishes to repay the favor.

Tamaki always feels so safe to be himself around you, and wants to make sure you always feel the exact same way. You boosted his confidence in so many ways, and he knows now just how much you love him and anything he does to you, spicy-wise, is something you love as long as it’s him. He even enjoys going out in public more, because you’re there! He was so excited to take you out to the place he and FatGum eat at most regularly, and here you are now eating takoyaki with each other in a little tight booth, knees brushing up against each other, sharing longing glances and relaxing conversation.

He looks so sweet as you eat together, that you just want to kiss him! But you can’t yet so instead you boop his nose, and he smiles coyly. “Bunny, why did you do that? Don’t be afraid to do it again, though.” You boop his nose again.

“Because you’re cute, you know that, right?”

He blushes. “Oh, me? Thank you. But not as cute as you are.” His sharp features look so good colored a bright pink that you want to see how he looks like red, right now. The booth is such close quarters that you’re able to pull this off, so you trace over his joggers and locate his cock, cupping it in your hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.

His expression makes you imagine that he’s got steam coming out of his ears. His pointy elf ears perk up in surprise as he raises his eyebrows and bites his lip. A little smile is still across his lips, because he loves you and trusts you, and you make him so flustered that his heart does little somersaults and he doesn’t know what to do.

“B-bunny! What do you think you’re doing?” He quietly asks and you feel just like the nickname he gave you, a little mischievous bunny rabbit.

“Just reaching for what I’d like to order next off the menu, why?” your eyes are twinkling up at him. He has an idea, a bold idea that you’ll definitely like.

“Oh yeah? You’re still really hungry, aren’t you?” You don’t know what’s possessed him to say something so teasing in public of all places, but you are here for it, and hope he does so more often.

“Yes, my love, ‘m so hungry for you, I could eat you up right here, right now.” Suddenly, you gasp loudly, as you feel something hot and wet, with suction cups trailing up your leg. His violet eyes look at yours knowingly, and you realize what he might be doing.

“ ’Majiki,” you breathe, and his tentacle slides up further and further under your dress. You whimper, and take a sip of tea to distract yourself from making more noise, but the look your boyfriend is giving you is not helping one bit. He looks hungry for you, too. The tentacle snakes over to your pussy, and moves your panties to the side. Is he….?

You’re biting your finger to keep the noise down, but you want to scream at how good he feels, rubbing his suction cups on your clit, then dipping into your wet center.

“Baby, is there something wrong? Don’t tell me you’ll let your food get cold,” his sweet voice is hiding the filth of his actions , and being caught by surprise is only magnifying your arousal.

“Hah~ I’m just fine, babe, just have a sudden, mmmhh—” his tentacle thrusts in nice and deep, looking for your sweet spot, and you buck into him as it gets thicker and stretches you out—“c-craving for more seafood, don’t worry ‘bout me!” You try to eat a bit more, and he decides not to mess *too* much with being inside you, and stays suctioning your clit lewdly, driving you wild. He decides, he loves playing with his food, to play with his dessert. The faces you’re making in the little booth as you try to keep your composure and keep eating are so cute, and his sensitive ears pick up on the little soft mewls you’re attempting to keep hushed and at bay.

He can tell you’re so wet, and feels how hot your fleshy walls are as they suck him in, and he wants to put his cock inside you. But he can’t yet. “Aww, bunny, well I have a special dessert for you, but it’s from another place, if you’re interested. You’ll just have to save lots of room.”

All you can really do is nod, because otherwise the whole restaurant would hear you moaning his name, which might humiliate you both—and he slams the cash down on the table, pulls away from you, and ushers you into the car.

At home, you’ll definitely get your dessert, all because your boyfriend loved how much you showed him you wanted him. x

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a/n well guys, I hope you enjoyed these lil drabbles that I crammed into one post! some of them may have been pretty rushed so I could keep it not wayyy too long but let me know in the reblogs / comments what you think ! thanks for reading and I hope you liked the drawings too. i may take commissions and drawing requests if you ask me 💕

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[domxmarvel]

Again and again

Masterlist

Pairing: Tamaki amajiki x Female!Reader 

Slot: Aphrodisiac/Sex pollen+Cuddling

It was getting late and you knew Tamaki was done with his patrol,so you were just waiting for him to get back. You heard the door open followed by it getting slammed shut,which shocked you it was so unlike Tamaki. Before you could even turn to face him,he had you trapped between him and the counter.

“Tamaki” He suddenly kissed and bit down on your neck,it was strange he wasn’t one to initiate anything like this. “Tamaki” You called out his name although this time it was more of a moan. He was rubbing his body against you and you could already feel how hard he was. You quickly turned to face him. “What’s this about? Not that I’m complaining” You asked as you sat up on the counter,he moved closer.

“I want you,I don’t think I can wait any longer”

His hands were wrapped tightly around your hips,you were sure you’d be bruised for days. His pace was brutal and so unlike him. But something about seeing him like that was incredibly hot. He showed no signs of slowing down,in fact he was only getting faster. 

"Tamaki,please slow down" You moaned,grabbing one of his hands,only for him to immediately pin it over your head. You couldn't hold back anymore more,his thrusts brought you to your limit. "Tamaki" You moaned out as you came,he was still gripping your hips going at the same pace until he came. His eyes widened as if he realized what he had done. 

"Y/N I-I" You pulled him down and kissed him.

"Again" 

"What Y/N"

"Again"

*

"I have to admit that was really hot"

"What part?"

"All of it,you should do that more" It was adorable how he was curled up on top of you,blushing like crazy. Suddenly your phone rang and you left to answer it,it was Mirio. 

"Hey Y/N,did Tamaki ever figure out what the effects of that quirk was?"

"What do you mean?" 

"Well during patrol some villain hit him with their quirk and we didn't know what it did"

"I think I might know,but it taken care of" 

#tamaki smut #tamaki imagine #tamaki x reader #tamaki amajiki x reader #Tamaki Amajiki #my hero academia x reader #my hero academia #my hero imagines #my hero academia smut #mha imagines #mha imagine #mha tamaki #mha #mha x reader

[faulty-writes]

Maybe some headcanons where Bakugou, Tamaki, and Mirio are hit by a quirk that makes them behave mostly the opposite of themselves for a few days to a week.

Bakugou is kind and gentle towards the reader and so visibly in love. He's become quite the gentleman!

Tamaki is super energetic, extremely romantic, and declares his affections in front of at least his entire class.

And Mirio is so very, very gloomy but he's practically attached to the reader and says they're, "One of the precious few rays of light left in this gray, gray world."

[ I really like this request. Hah, personality changes are the best! ]

Katsuki's behavior shocked everyone, including you. Being his usual hot-headed self, he ended up in a quirk accident that changed his personality. When Mr. Aizawa assured you, the effects would be only temporary, you were grateful because Katsuki acting so…sweet, and gentle was just as frightful as when he was his usual self.

Normally, he would be protective of you, but now it's different. "Here, I don't want you to get wet," he said, holding the umbrella over you while he got soaked. "Nothing will happen to me, but someone like you shouldn't be caught out in the rain," he smiled sweetly at you while you trembled in response.

If someone talked to you in the wrong way, he'd pull you close and say, "Please don't speak that way to Y/n, they mean a lot to me, yeah?" Despite this, his loving gaze resembled his angry one and you tried to believe that the real Katsuki Bakugou was still somewhere inside him.

"Let's cuddle!" he would announce bluntly, no matter who was around. If you didn't respond fast enough, he'd pull you into his lap by force. He'd have his arms wrapped tightly around your waist as he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck.

There was more thought put into your dates and he showed a greater interest in your hobbies. He would take you to your favorite restaurant or spend the evening in the dorm reading or watching a movie. He didn't get angry when others commented on how romantic or sappy he was, unlike before.

He could only react in anger when the effects of the quirk wore off and everyone shared the stories of what he did. "What the hell do you mean I did all that!?" He demanded, explosions sounding from his hands. It was only natural for you to smile because you missed the hotheaded Katsuki.

"Stay close to me, I love you so much…you're so kind and sweet and I can't bear to be apart from you!" To say Tamaki's reaction was surprising would be an understatement. It was like his hero persona times a thousand when he talked so bluntly about his affection for you. But his sudden personality change was credited to a quirk incident.

"I got these for you! They're so gorgeous, just like you. I…I just wanted to thank you for being my biggest fan and….love. I love you so much! I don't care who knows it!" He said after marching over to your desk in the morning and presenting you with the largest bouquet of flowers you had ever seen.

"Wow, another love letter for you! Guess this quirk accident brought out the more loving side of Amajiki, huh?" Nejire teased. It was clear she meant no harm, but Tamaki's love letters were beginning to get out of control. Since the incident, you must have found one to two in your locker every day.

During training exercises, it was normal for friends to cheer for you, but Tamaki took that to another level. The fact that he shouted your name enthusiastically and formed letters with his tentacles was endearing, but it was also distracting.

"Don't rub it off this time, okay!" He said, pressing a small kiss against your cheek. "I just want to kiss you forever!" he exclaimed trailing kisses across your reddened face. You hoped you wouldn't have to adjust to his lack of shame when it came to public affection.

"T-that's horrifying! W-why would I d-do all that!?" He squeaked out, hiding his face behind his hands as he appeared to be close to a panic attack. While part of you missed the proud and outspoken Tamaki, this version was the one you loved.

A quirk incident transformed Mirio into an emotional rollercoaster in a whole new way, and all the good parts of his personality vanished, leaving only doom and gloom behind.

As a result, he lost all his confidence and motivation, not to mention he questioned his purpose as a hero. "Don't get me wrong…having a quirk is great…but…my quirk is just so lame compared to others and if I don't have a cool, flashy quirk..then what's the point?" You wondered whether those were his real thoughts or if his mind was also thrown back to middle school.

"You're truly my only source of sunshine…the rest of this world is…dull and gray to me…" Mirio sought your company whenever and wherever he could, he didn't care if others were watching when he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close, almost as if he was trying to hide from the gray world he described.

As his self-confidence dwindled, he refused to attend class and skipped hero training. To your surprise, he began discussing new dreams unrelated to his previous lifelong dream of becoming a hero. These included exploring new interests and hobbies and you could only remain supportive.

"I can't stand this gloomy world without you. If you left…I don't know what I'd do…I'd just wither away," you assumed this was his way of expressing his gratitude that you hadn't abandoned him during the long week following the quirk accident.

"Hah! Wow, really? I can't believe that quirk accident made me think so negatively about becoming a hero and yes, my quirk may not be flashy but I can still save the world," he said after all the quirk effects wore off. Then he poked your nose and with a cheesy grin said, "Thanks for putting up with me! I totally owe you one!"

#katsuki x reader #tamaki x reader #mirio x reader #katsuki x y/n #tamaki x y/n #mirio x y/n #katsuki x you #tamaki x you #mirio x you #bakugou x you #togata x reader #amajiki x you #bakugou x y/n #amajiki x y/n #amajiki x reader #bnha x female reader #bnha x you #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n #bnha x male reader #bnha x fem!reader #bakugo x reader #faulty writes: katsuki bakugou: headcanons: 23 #faulty writes: tamaki amajiki: headcanons: 23 #faulty writes: mirio togata: headcanons: 23 #faulty writes: katsuki bakugou: 23 #faulty writes: tamaki amajiki: 23 #faulty writes: mirio togata: 23

[teuanjo]

Are you open for requests? If so can you do more things for Tamaki? I have an idea of fem reader x Tamaki maybe she is a year below him( they can be the same year) and she is in love with him. Maybe she’s a teachers assistant if she’s a year below so she delivers things to classes and everytime she visits class 3-a she hugs her friend( which he gets jealous of) but she smiles at him and waves. And he’s likes… “ did she just wave at me?” AND SMILE! Anyways maybe her friends being a big mouth in class explaining that we are literally infatuated with Tamaki and his reaction… thank you

Call me 🍪 anon

Big mouth strikes again.

Tamaki Amajiki X Gn!reader

¡TW!: None

A/N: sorry for the delay anon this has been in my drafts for months -_-

I didn't read it so if you see any mistakes feel free to correct me and I'm sorry if you see any female pronouns, I happen to write using she to later correct for the neutral pronoun.

Seeing you enter the room, Tamaki felt his heart skip a beat, you always came on Tuesdays mainly to deliver notices or extra activities. He should have gotten used to it by now, but still he couldn't help feeling the absolute euphoria he felt when he saw you.

Tamaki admires as you breaks into the classroom with a big smile.

"Good morning class, Director Nezu sent me here to inform that vacancies have opened for hero assistant, anyone who is interested please come forward so I can write your information."

Never letting your smile die you announce in a graceful manner making Tamaki envious of your facility speaking to the audience.

Neijire approaches and greeting you starting a conversation. Tamaki hates himself for feeling jealous of his own friend but he can't stop wishing he was in Neijire's place, hugging you and gossiping as the two smile and walk around the classroom together.

The closer you get to Tamaki's table the more intimate the conversation seems to get Neijire laughs sterically as she swings your arm back and forth.

"You know you will need to confess someday, right?"

"Yes Neijire but I don't think he wants a relationship right now."

"Don't be ridiculous Tamaki for sure-"

Putting your hand on Neijire's mouth as quickly as possible you look at her and widen your eyes turning your face slowly to see if Tamaki heard, only to see the reddest boy possible with wide eyes looking at you.

"Tamaki I'm sorry she didn't mean any of that." You try to approach him only for him to get up abruptly and rush out of the room muttering something and nearly knocking over a few chairs.

You turn to Neijire only to see that she is nowhere near you deciding that looking at the roof is much more interesting.

30 minutes passed and you felt more and more anxious for not finding Tamaki.

"Maybe he's hiding from me? Did I offend him?"

Your mind was racing but everything suddenly went silent after you heard a whimper, looking in the direction that little hiccup came from you can't see anything but lockers it would go unnoticed if it wasn't for another little hiccup that happened when you looked for a specific locker.

Approaching locker 314 you try to peek through the cracks, only to hear another whimper.

"Tamaki, is that you?" You asked with no hope of answers already directing your hand to open the lock.

As soon as the door is fully opened the first thing you see is Tamaki huddled in the locker your brain can't figure out how he got in there as as soon as he sees you he squeals and starts muttering apologies.

"Tamaki please stop it there's nothing you need to apologize for, I should be the one to apologize since my conversation with Neijire probably scared you."

Tamaki looks at you from under his lashes and shakes his head, if your ears weren't open you wouldn't hear Tamaki.

"I'm sorry for running away...I-I..."

His talk died away as he realized how attentively you were listening to him how interested and concerned you were for him, feeling shy again he hides his head between his knees.

"You have to remember what Mirio told you Tamaki you know they likes you, you just need to declare yourself back to them."

Silence reigns between you, preparing to speak again he stands up quickly looks into your eyes and screams.

"I LIKE YOU!"

Silence again, you looked stunned not being able to meet Tamaki's eyes.

"I did shit oh my god I did shit I did shit I did-"

"I like you too Tamaki..." Grabbing him by the shoulders before he took off running.

"Can I hug you?"

Tamaki was combusting he couldn't say anything but shake his head. When he felt their arms around him it was like a million butterflies exploded in his stomach.

He wrapped his arms around you burying his face in your hair.

"Do you want to go out this Friday? I'm free in the afternoon." You said giving a small smile while still hugging the boy, Tamaki mumbled something.

"I need words big boy."

You could feel the burn on Tamaki's face through your hair as he muttered a little "Yes" this time louder.

#tamaki x reader #mha tamaki #tamaki amajiki #tamaki amajiki x reader #bnha x reader #boku no hero academia x reader #x reader

[melanatedkink]

Hide and Seek

Pairing: Mirio x Reader

Summary: You're used to the little things being overlooked. Your mannerisms weren't something people paid attention to, at lead until you meet Mirio. Now, without realizing it, you're stroking the fires of his curiosity. And he's determined to see all of you in the raw.

Author's Note: Read back "Quiet Mouse" and was like how would Mirio do it? Now, we've arrived at this.

Warnings: female anatomy mentioned, overstim, light taunting, Mirio is a soft dom, breast play, cunnilngus, fingering, switching positions throughout sex

You assumed you were just quiet during sex. Granted, you hadn't done it very often, most of the time you were solo. But even as pent up as you'd get after a perticularly hard few weeks at work, nobody would be able to even suspect you could get loud.

At least, that's how it was before Mirio. Simply put, he paid attention. He'd get close enough to hear you squeak whenever he pinched you to get your attention. He'd keep an ear out for your little whimper even after you told him the ice pack was enough for you tummy. He immediately glued himself to you when you'd drifted to the other side of the bed and whined from the loss of contact. You weren't that loud, but you didn't have to be.

Lips danced softly while his hands cradled your cheeks. Your fingernails barely brushed over his suit jacket. He parted, nothing but adoration swirling in those azure irises. A little smirk played on his mouth as he took you in. Bashful as ever under his gaze. He found it cute, that's why he took you out so often. Because as the night rolled on, he'd tease you with little touches, and daring you to react. And you would with pout offsetting whatever cute noise you losed beforehand.

You were a brat in those subtle ways, acting as if you were over the teasing. As soon as you two reached the car, though, there was a glint of hope for something a little more intense. And boy did he yearn for that expression.

Mirio lightly grazed around the curve of your backside. You tensed in his arms. It was tickilish. Frustratingly so. At this point your chest was only thing still covered up. However, Mirio must have forgotten that, while not required, sex was done with your clothes off.

"You're thinking about something," Mirio observed, "Tell me,"

You put on a thin smile," Just wondering how long you're gonna keep your pants on,"

He glanced at your face right as you looked away,"Such a shy spitfire,"

You lifted your chin to pout at him, only to recieve a burning kiss right on the sweet spot on your neck. His accuracy nearly made your knees buckle. As you found yourself digging into his shirt, Mirio chuckled into your cold skin.

"That's one way to ask for something. But you're gonna have to be more specific, kay?"

You swallowed a moan the best you could. No way he was getting a verbal reaction for his sass. Unfortunately, your hips didn't get the idea as you shifted your weight between your feet just for friction.

"Oh honey, you're getting excited," he crooned, his tone carrying a dreamy lilt. He pressed his hands further into your backside to massage, and inadvertently force you to sway in and away from him.

"You've been so good to me all night," you whined," Aren't you tired?"

His hands lifted, and you braced for impact. An unsatisfying tap answered your hopes for a crackling slap. You nearly wanted to retaliated just for him giving you the idea he'd spank you for running your mouth.

"Could never get tired of treating you well. Besides," he turned to face your ear as his inched you right up for his chest and whispered,"you sound so cute when you get turned on in public,"

#part 1 #melanatedkink #mha #smut #mirio #mirio x reader #brat tamer mirio #oh my

[mercedesvince]

Hello I’m Vince!!

I am a writer who is open to writing requests for x reader

Just a heads up that English is not my first language so apologies for any grammar or wrong use of words :(

RULES

This is meant to be a blog for x male or non-binary x readers

I will not write for female readers as of now (but might change in future)

I will only write for series listed below

no smut (I am not comfortable with that)

There are characters listed below underage, all characters will at least be aged up to teenagers, but even so I will only go as far as kissing

I will not write any sort of NSFW for any character under 18 (what i mean when i say NSFW I mean in a sexual way, things like cussing or slight violence I can do)

I can write angst, fluff or both

If you see a mistake in my writing please inform me on it so I can improve in future :)

If i missed a TW or you notice something i should let the readers know before reading PLEASE let me know, i’d hate for someone to be negatively affected by my writing

Please be nice and respect everybody and there wishes!!

SERIES & CHARACTER I WILL WRITE FOR

(If there is a character I have missed that is not on the list for a specific series and you would like a x reader for please ask and I will let you know whether or not I can write for them :))

South Park

Stan Marsh

Kyle Broflovski

Kenny McCornmick

Eric Cartman

Butters

Tolkien Black

Wendy Testaburger

Bebe Stevens

Heidi Turner

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

Aaron Hotchner

Derek Morgan

Emily Prentis

Jason Gideon

Jennifer Jareau

Penelope Garcia

David Rossi

Elle Greenaway

Matthew Simmons

Like Alvez

Kate Callahan

Tara Lewis

Sam Cooper

Gina LaSalle

Beth Griffin

Jonathan Simms

Mick Rawson

Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World

Scott Pilgrim

Ramona Flowers

Envy Adams

Knives Chau

Kim Pine

Julie Powers

Wallace Wells

Lucas lee

Gideon Graves

Matthew Patel

Todd Ingram

Young Neil

Roxy Ritcher

Stacy Pilgrim

Stephen Stills

My Hero Academia

Disclaimer I have not watched the series recently, so I do not have everything up to date and can only write up to season 4 :(

Anyone from Class 1A

Anyone from Class 1B

Any Pro Hereos

Any Villians

Mirio Togata

Nejire Hado

Tamaki Amajiki

Saiki K.

Kusuo Saiki

Shun Kaido

Aren Kuboyasu

Aiura Mikoto

Kokomo Teruhashi

Reita Tortisuka

Riki Nendo

Kineshi Hairo

Chiyo Yumehara

Metori Saiko

Chisato Mera

Hunter X Hunter

Disclaimer I am only caught up on the series not the manga

Gon Freecss

Killua Zoldyck

Kurapika

Leorio Paradinight

Hisoka Morrow

Chrollo Lucifer

Any Phantom Troupe Memebers

Ging Freecss

Any Zodiac members

Kite

ROTTMNT

Leonardo

Raphael

Michelangelo

Donatello

April O’neil

Stranger Things

Eleven

Mike Wheeler

Will Byers

Dustin Henderson

Lucas Sinclair

Max mayfield

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

Nancy Wheeler

Robin Buckley

Jonathan Byers

IT

Disclaimer I have been trying my best to see the second movie but I have only managed to watch the first so I can only write for things relevant in the first movie :(

Stanley Uris

Ben Hanscom

Beverly Marsh

Bill Denbrough

Richie Tozier

Eddie Kaspbrak

SPIDERVERSE

Miles Morales (earth 1610 & earth 42)

Gwen Stacy

Peter B. Parker

Jessica Drew

Miguel O’hara

Hobie Brown

Pavitr Prabhakar

Spider Noir

Penny Parker

MASTERLIST LINK

This Masterlist includes all works i’ve written on this blog so far!

That is all for now! Thank you so much for reading and feel free to request, I am new to tumblr so please feel free to let me know if I need to add or be more specific on something :))

#south park #south park x male reader #south park x reader #criminal minds #criminal minds x male reader #scott pilgram vs the world #mha #saiki k #hunter x hunter #rottmnt #stranger things #it #it x male reader #into the spider verse #beyond the spiderverse #across the spiderverse #spiderverse x male reader

[l1tw1ck]

Writelist

I write: AFAB Characters & AMAB Characters (genderfluid, cis male, ftm, non-binary, and any masc-aligned gender)

Anybody 18+ is allowed to read and interact with my work as long as you're respectful and don't ask me to write female reader

DNI: Basic DNI criteria, if you support or write fics about real people

The more specific the request, the better. Don't be afraid to go into alarming detail.

Please don't copy and paste your request (in another ask or in my comment sections) if I don't respond to it. I won't answer a request until I've finished it so please be patient

If you want a part two, you're more likely to get one if you specify what you want in it. Most of the time I don't have any ideas if I planned on it being a oneshot

What I will NOT write:

Female Reader, Female Character, Scat, Incest (Pseudo-Incest is Fine), Age Play, Misgendering, Transphobia

Things You Can Request:

- Fics, Thirsts, Shorts, Headcanons, Drafts

- For shorts you can just give me a character (up to 4 per post) and a prompt or trope or whatever and I'll write a small little piece about it

Bottom Reader

tell me if you're okay with afab language or not if asking for ftm reader. i wont use it by default

Characters I'll write for bottom reader: Zhongli, Ajax, Itto, Ayato, Diluc, Diavolo, William Afton, Enji Todoroki, Scott Howl, Hopper, Joel Miller, Michael Myers, Ghostface (Danny, Billy),

I will not write bottom reader for anybody not listed above

Fandoms I write for

feel free to ask if I would write for any fandom not listed here

The fandoms I've been asked about but don't write for: AOT, COD, Twilight, Sk8, JJK, Hazbin Hotel, Helluva Boss,

Genshin Impact

All Male Characters (Not including Fontaine)

My Hero Academia

Class 1-A, Aizawa, LOV, Monoma, Tamaki, Mirio, Shinso, Enji Todoroki

Danganronpa

All male characters in Trigger Happy Havoc and Goodbye Despair

Stranger Things

Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Jonathan Byers, Argyle, Jim Hopper, Billy Hargrove

Haikyuu

Kenma Kozume, Testuro Kuroo, Karasuno Volleyball Team, Keishin Ukai, Oikawa

The Disastrous Life of Saiki Kusuo

Saiki, Kaido, Kuboyasu, Saiko

Twisted Wonderland

Idia, Lilia, Leona, Malleus, Jack, Vil, Rook

Detroit Become Human

Markus, Connor

Obey Me

The Demon Brothers, Diavolo, Simeon, Solomon, Barbatos

FNAF

Michael Afton & Michael Schmidt, William Afton

Monster Prom

Scott Howl, Damien LaVey, Liam De Lioncourt, Oz, Brian Yu

Stardew Valley

Shane, Sebastian, Alex, Demetrius, Kent, Harvey, Elliott, Sam

Horror & Slasher

Michael Myers, Ghostface (Danny Johnson, Stu, Billy), Dwight Riley, Losers Club (1990, 2019), Patrick Bateman, Kurt Kunkle, John Doe, Chad Meeks-Martin, Wes Hicks, Ethan Landry

Bungou Stray Dogs

Atsushi Nakajima, Osamu Dazai, Doppo Kunikida, Ranpo Edogawa, Akutagawa Ryuunosuke, Chuuya Nakahara

One Punch Man

Genos, Speed o Sound Sonic

Hunter x Hunter

Kurapika, Leorio, Feitan

Harry Potter

Harry Potter, Ron Weasly, Draco Malfoy, Severus Snape, Tom Riddle, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black

Honkai Star Rail

Caelus, Dan Heng, Sampo, Welt, Jing Yuan, Gepard, Luocha, Blade, Luka, Argenti, Veritas Ratio, Gallagher, Sunday, Aventurine, Boothill

Marvel

Spider-Man (Raimi, TASM, MCU, Insomniac, Miguel, Peter B. Parker, Hobie Brown), Spider-Noir, Tony Stark, Steven Grant, Marc Spector, Harry Osborn, Eddie Brock, Loki, Thor, Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner, Deadpool,

Scott Pilgrim

Scott Pilgrim, Lucas Lee, Gideon Graves, Matthew Patel, Wallace Wells, Stephen Stills, Young Neil, Todd Ingram

Supernatural

Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester

The Amazing Digital Circus

Jax, Caine, Kinger

Dungeon Meshi

Laios, Chilchuck, Senshi

Misc

Bruce Wayne, Edward Nygma (The Batman), Clark Kent (MAWS), Jimmy Olsen (MAWS), James (Pokémon), Arven (Pokémon), Joel Miller (TLOU), Leon Kennedy, Luis Sera, Stein (Soul Eater), Spirit (Soul Eater), Reigen Arataka, Link, Omni Man

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[kaeyankat]

What I'll write for

Oneshots, headcanons (All x reader, no ocs or canon x canon)

Some au's or themes I'm good with: Yandere, poly, love triangle, celebrity, monster au, etc. Themes I WILL NOT WRITE FOR ANY CHARACTER: Angst (Death of character or reader included), cheating, r^pe, abuse, certain Kinks (Non-con, bathroom kinks, extreme pain, etc)

In mature posts, all underage characters are AGED UP past 18.

Seven Deadly Sins

Meliodas, Ban, King, Gowther, Howser, Gilthunder, Griamore, Slader, Arthur, Helbram, Gloxinia, Zeldris, Estarossa, Monspeet

One Piece

Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Usopp, Ace, Akainu, Smoker, Coby, Mihawk, Doflamingo, Shanks, Benn Beckman, Marco, Kid, Killer, Law, Buggy, Crocodile, Cracker, Katakuri, Bartolomeo

Fairy Tail

Natsu, Gray, Gajeel, Loke, Laxus, Bickslow, Freed, Elfman, Lyon, Hibiki, Ren, Eve, Bacchus, Sting, Rogue, Orga, Rufus, Jellal, Midnight/Macbeth, Erik/Cobra, Zancrow, Mard Geer, Jackal, Zeref, Acnologia, Larcade

Vampire Knight

Kaname, Zero, Ichiru, Akatsuki,Hanabusa, Senri, Takuma

My Hero Academia

All Might, Aizawa, Present Mic, Vlad King, Aoyama, Iida, Ojiro, Kaminari, Kirishima, Shoji, Sero, Tokoyami, Bakugo, Monoma, Mirio, Tamaki, Shinso, Enji, Keigo, Fat Gum, Shigaraki, Dabi, Twice, Kurogiri, Mr. Compress, Overhaul

Hunter x Hunter

Gon, Killua, Kurapika, Leorio, Hisoka, Illumi, Pokkle, Silva, Chrollo, Nobunaga, Feitan, Phinks, Shalnark, Uvogin, Wing

Potentially Others, Ask. But these are the main characters. I do not do Females.

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[anime-addict-362]

Scars and All

Request: a tamaki request-- where the reader has many sh scars on their thighs and for that reason doesnt want to sleep with him, but after lots of reassurance is okay with it! lots of soft stuff and reassurance

CW: NSFW/SFW, Female Y/N x Tamaki, self harm scars, reassurance, they don't actually have sex but there's the initial foreplay

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(Lets say this is like maybe 2 years in the future. Tamaki is a pro hero and all that.)

Tamaki and Y/N had been dating for around 5 months now. They met through Mirio, and once Tamaki warmed up to her, they became friends. Though, they didn't start dating until around 3 years into the friendship.

With all this time together, they grew really close. They knew a lot about each other. Y/N knew how Tamaki wanted a butterfly tattoo on his hand.

She knew how he always wanted something sweet breakfast.

She knew how afraid he was of Mirio's driving.

She knew how badly he wanted a cat once he got his life in order.

She even knew every single one of his favorite meals, and why he eats them depending on his mood. That took a few years to get down.

Tamaki also knew a lot about Y/N. The exact volume number she watched her favorite show on.

How to make her favorite food.

He knew every vacation destination she yearned to visit one day.

He knew everytime she wanted a certain object, whether it be a poster, painting or action figure.

And while a lot were good, they also knew the bad in each other. Y/N knew how bad Tamaki's panic attacks really got, and how to comfort him.

Tamaki knew Y/N's past of self harm, and how bad of a time she was in. He knew a lot of it, and while he couldn't always help, he always tried. He knew he couldn't heal her but he had surprisingly been good with comforting her.

As of dating her, he wasn't sure if she completely stopped with self harming, but he didn't ever see anything past scars.

He also knew how badly she hated her scars, always trying to hide them from anyone. Especially when going out.

A lot of the scars littered her thighs, something else he took notice of. They had conversations about the topic ever so often, but it wasn't too comfortable of one. They tried to only have it if it benefited one of them.

The last full conversation they had was about a month ago, where Y/N said she had been doing better mentally, but she did say how badly she hated her scars. She thought they got in the way of a lot of things and brought on all those emotions again.

Tamaki listened to her complain about it, pretty much silent and holding her hand. It was the best way he knew to keep her somewhat calm, and and let her know that he was listening, and hearing what she was saying.

At the moment, Y/N and Tamaki were making out in his apartment, in his bed. It wasn't too hot, mostly small touches along with the prolonged kissing. Then he brought his head down to kiss her neck, hands gripping her hips.

Y/N moaned quietly, a hand coming up to his hair. Her nails scratched at his scalp in a way that made him groan, hands gripping her slightly harder.

He laid her on her back, kissing her again. Both of their breathing got heavier, hands moving to touch each other more. They needed more, this wasn't enough.

"I love you, Y/N," Tamaki sighed out, face absolutely burning with excitement and nerves, hands pulling her shirt up slowly, giving her time to protest.

"Fuck, I love you too," She nodded quickly, helping to take it off, his following just a few seconds after.

He laid her on her back fully, kissing her while his hands explored her stomach, feeling the scars from hero training. He didn't even need to look to know which ones they were and which fight she got them from.

The one just above her waist, close to the middle of her stomach, was from a fight with a low profile villain group.

One on her side, expanding to her back, was from a training session mistake with a first year student, a burn that healed well but scarred even with Recovery Girl's help.

There was a scar on the back of her neck, from a guy in middle school who didn't see her while doing a skateboard trick, and hit her.

Tamaki groaned, moving to kiss down her chest. He felt her stomach rising and falling quickly, seeing her head fall back. Her body was completely limp, and he could tell she was relaxed.

It made Tamaki feel proud, knowing he had the ability to make Y/N feel like that. So relaxed and safe with him. She knew he wouldn't ever purposely make her uncomfortable, and he took pride in that.

As his kisses continued, he got down to the waistline of her sweatpants. His hands moved up to her bra, resting on the straps. "Is this okay?"

"Yes," She nodded, one of her hands going back to tangling in his hair, making it even more messy.

Again, she helped him get it off before resting and letting him do his thing. Now with her bra off, he had new ideas sprout in his extremely clouded mind.

He pulled away from her waist, moving to kiss her chest. She moaned quietly, eyes closing again. She felt like she was in total bliss, feeling Tamaki's lips and tongue travel her body, like he wanted to know every single part, every single crevis off the top of his mind.

Tamaki kissed her again, his hands moving to her legs. He was gentle, hands feeling over her ass, down her thighs. She had to pause for a second as his hands passed over her scars but she told herself it was fine. She was fine. It was Tamaki, after all.

Why be insecure in front of a guy who was LITERALLY shaking of the thought of having sex with you?

"Can I take these off," He asked, looking to her in permission. She hesitated, and he caught it. "It's fine if you don't want to, I'm okay with that."

Of course he would be. It's Tamaki. He wouldn't make her feel bad about anything. He's so supportive, she trusted him. She shouldn't be feeling nervous around her boyfriend.

"You can," She nodded, already moving to take them off. And once they were off, he was back to exploring, lips on her neck as his hands ran up and down her legs, especially her thighs.

And she felt different. She hated it, it was TAMAKI! He was the person to hold her hair back when she threw up all night, went out and got her medication for her period, took her to the store when she was having  a bad time, just to buy her snacks she wanted.

She shouldn't be feeling this uncomfortable, her scars out in the open for him to see, to feel. It wasn't fair to him, she had to deal with it.

But Tamaki noticed the change in mood. She wasn't relaxed anymore, tensing when he moved his hand past her thigh, and overall uncomfortable. He stopped as soon as he noticed, looking to her to see her eyes full of tears.

"Hey, Y/N," Tamaki took his hands off her thighs, moving hold her face with one, the other holding himself up. "It's okay, we don't have to move on, calm down."

She sobbed, and he sat back on his knees, grabbing his shirt that was thrown on the ground. He put the shirt on her, pulling her to sit on his lap. "Okay, c'mon, it's okay."

She held onto him, arms around his neck and cried. "I'm sorry."

"No, don't be sorry Y/N, you're okay. There's nothing to be sorry for," He assured her, rubbing her back and letting her cry. "What was it? Was it the pants?"

She nodded. "The scars."

"Okay, sit up," He pulled away, reaching for her sweatpants and helping her put them back on. "Is that better?"

She nodded again, going back to holding him. "I'm so sorry."

"Stop, you absolutely do not have to be sorry," Tamaki continued to assure her, kissing her shoulder and rocking her a bit.

Tamaki stayed silent for a bit, continuing to hold her and comfort her. Once she was calmed down a bit, he lifted her head and wiped away the few tears that still ran down her cheeks. "It's okay."

"It's not," She sniffed, looking down to avoid his eyes. "I don't know why I did that, it's not fair to you."

"Y/N," He lifted her head again. "I'm okay, you did nothing wrong. Relax a bit." He kissed her gently, before sliding her off his lap. He stood and went to his kitchen to get her some water.

He sat next to her, handing it to her. Once she drank some, he put it on the floor next to him, and moved to hold her. "You wanna just take a nap and cuddle?"

"You don't want to talk about it," Y/N asked, looking to him.

"Do you?"

She thought and shook her head.

"We will later, but you're too worked up right now," He kissed her. "Come here."

She laid on his chest and he rubbed her back. "I love you, Y/N. Scars and all."

Y/N nodded, holding him. "I love you too."

After Tamaki woke up, Y/N still asleep, he decided to make her food. He didn't have the ingredients to make her favorite food so he stuck with something more basic. Ramen.

Who didn't like ramen?

Y/N came out of his room, yawning and quite aggressively rubbing her eye. "Pretty sure there's a fucking hair in my eye."

Tamaki snorted quietly, watching her paddle her way to the kitchen counter to sit down. "How are you feeling?"

"Tired," She mumbled.

"Well you can go back to sleep whenever, but I'm making you food," She hummed in response, eyes trained on him.

Y/N watched as he stirred the pot, putting in some seasonings, in which she couldn't pin point which ones from where she sat. She continued to watch.

He made the face he always made when he was focused. Eyes slightly squinted, jaw a little tightened.

His posture was relaxed despite the focus on his face, shoulders slumped, back not bothering to stay completely straight.

He stretched ever so often, maybe still sore from work the night before. No, he definitely was, she saw the way he tried but probably failed to stretch his neck right. She would help him with that later.

Her eyes trailed some scars that ran doen his bare back. 3 of them were the result of some claw quirk, running down the most of his back.

Another that led under his pants, all the eay to the front of his waist, from a villain who-

"What're you thinking about," Tamaki interrupted her thoughts. She felt her face burn at the realization that yeah, she was staring pretty hard.

"Nothing," She mumbled, tucking her face in her arms.

He walked up to her as nd gave her a bowl of ramen. "Want anything to drink?"

"No thanks," She shook her head, lifting it to eat.

Tamaki didn't bother to question her yet. 1, because she was eating, and 2, because she just woke up and he knew damn well how groggy she could be.

So he held a basic conversation until she was dome eating, and woken up a bit. It was then did he sit by her and thought over how to ask about it.

"Can we talk about it," He decided on, knowing Y/N would understand what he was talking about.

"Yeah," She nodded. She couldn't avoid this, even if it would be a little uncomfortable.

"What's wrong, Y/N? What... what changed that made you not want to continue," He asked, trying to be thorough.

"It wasn't anything you did Tamaki, you didn't do anything wrong," She sighed, eyes moving down to where she slightly picked at her nails. "It was just the scars on my thighs. I got overwhelmed I guess... I don't know how to explain it in words, I guess."

Tamaki nodded, holding her hand to distract her from picking at her nails. "Is there anything I can do to help you feel better?"

She stayed silent for a second then started chuckling. "Can you fuck me with my sweatpants on?"

"I don't-"

"I mean like, rip that shit open like the Incredible Hu/lk's shirt, just" She imitated ripping fabric open, goofy grin on her face, already knowing Tamaki was blushing from embarrassment. "Fuck me through the hole like a real man."

"I don't know," He squeaked, and cleared his throat.

Y/N snorted, moving to sit on his lap and kiss his cheek. "I don't know what you can do to help me through it, but I am enjoying you just being there for me. Like you being able to just talk through it with me, it helps."

"Yeah, okay," He nodded, pushing some hair out of her face. "If I can do more, ket me know."

"I will," She smiles softly, kissing him.

They sat there for a few minutes, kissing each other and just holding each other. Hands didn't travel far, Y/N lips kissing his jawline as he closed his eyes and sighed, the deep blush painting his skin.

"You know you didn't do anything wrong, right," Y/N asked, knowing how his anxiety got. She didn't want this to turn into a thing he blamed himself for.

"Yeah," He nodded, gulping at the feeling of his face still burning. "You do too?"

"Yeah," She repeated, kissing him again. "I love you."

"I love you too, Y/N," He sighed, then mumbled, "Scars and all."

#x reader #x y/n #tamaki amajiki x Y/N #tamaki amakiji #amajiki #tamaki #tamaki mha #tamaki smut #tamaki fluff