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delaware-lemme-smash · 3 months

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Hii! May i request some headcanons were mt. lady, sir night eye, present mic, eraser and all might react to their s/o wearing their clothes after sex? Like if they didn’t have any clothes with them what weren’t… dirty so they stole some! Sorry if this is boring but I thought it was kinda cute :)

Hope you enjoy these, lovely!

Characters: Takeyama Yuu/Mount Lady, Sasaki Mirai/Sir Nighteye, Yamada Hizashi/Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta/Eraserhead, Yagi Toshinori/All Might

Contents: gn!reader, mild nsfw

Takeyama Yuu/Mount Lady

Perhaps it was an impromptu tryst, because you’re at Mount Lady’s apartment and your only clothes are dirty. Perhaps your stuff got torn up in a fight with a villain and now you’ve come back to hers to ‘celebrate’, you find yourself left with nothing but your underwear. Perhaps not even that.

You could sleep naked, but it’s not the most comfortable situation to be in. So you wander over to Yuu’s wardrobe (really a walk-in closet). She might only be a debut hero, but she’s very popular and spends a lot of time in the limelight. This translates to making absolute bank, and she spends a lot of it on beautiful clothes. Obviously, you’re not going to wear a gala dress to bed, so you grab a t-shirt that looks pretty old, and maybe a pair of yoga pants.

Depending on your size compared to her, they might be fine, or they might be a tight fit. When she comes back into the bedroom, her skin gleaming from her nightly skincare routine, she stops in the doorway and pouts at you.

“If you stretch those out, you’re going to have to replace them.”

“...says the woman who turns into a titan?” The irony is too much for you.

“Only my hero costume stretches with me, duh.” A pause. “Your butt does look good in those yoga pants, though.”

Sasaki Mirai/Sir Nighteye

It would seem that if you’re dating Sir Nighteye, you’ve at least got some sense of planning and responsibility. But you’re only human, and sometimes you’re going to find yourself caught short. Short on clothes, in this case. Even if your clothes are clean, you couldn’t fathom sleeping in your work clothes.

You wait until Sir Nighteye is in the bathroom, brushing his teeth, before sneaking open one of his drawers and grabbing something at random. You end up with…

A pair of boxers and a vintage All Might t-shirt.

It’s hardly the sexiest of nightwear, but you make it work. He leans back into the doorway to tell you to borrow some clothing, and you’re lounging on his bed, all “Paint me like one of your French girls”.

“I’ve been waiting for you~” you purr.

He nearly spits out his mouthwash, and disappears back into the bathroom to gather himself. You distinctly hear him chuckle under his breath, then clear his throat.

“If you want to entice me, darling, don’t wear the face of my former boss on your torso.”

Yamada Hizashi/Present Mic

Hizashi’s always trying to get you to wear his clothes, anyway! He drapes his little moto jacket (the casual one, not the studded one he wears as part of his costume) over your shoulders a lot and tells you how great you look.

Seeing his partner wear his clothes just gives him this little kick and makes him feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

You’ve got a variety of options in Mic’s wardrobe. In the t-shirt section, you’ve got a lot of band t-shirts, weird, bright coloured ones covered in fruit or English slogans, a few rare Eraserhead merch t-shirts he got done to piss off Aizawa, and if you want to borrow some boxers, you’ll be hard pressed to find some that don’t have a loud, zany pattern on them.

If you want to be (moderately) sexy, grab a vintage band t-shirt and a pair of his black boxer briefs. If you want to make him laugh, grab the stupidest t-shirt you can find and pair it with an eye watering set of boxer shorts, especially if they have bananas on them.

Hizashi grins wide enough to split his face in half at the sight of you in his clothes. It doesn’t matter if you went for sexy or stupid, really, because he’ll just try to get you out of them again, if you know what I mean~

Aizawa Shouta/Eraserhead

This is one of those things that Aizawa doesn’t know he likes until he sees it for the first time. He’s probably dragged himself out of your post-coital snooze to get you both some water or feed the stray cat on his balcony, leaving you to ponder your clothing situation.

When you open Aizawa’s wardrobe, it’s 75% loose black shirts and pants, with a few non-black items crammed at one end, including those infamous pink sweatpants.

It seems he’s not totally averse to colour, just not when he’s working. He has a few t-shirts (gifts from Hizashi) covered in cats (as opposed to just covered in cat hair, like the rest).

If you’ve cuddled him at all, which you have, thoroughly, you know that all his clothes are surprisingly soft and comfortable. He tends to end up with raggedy cuffs on his sleeves, but even so, the shirt has that soft texture clothing gets when it’s been washed many times. You dig out some random black shorts he has, though you’ve never seen him expose his pasty legs in public, so they must be old.

Shouta shuffles back into the room to find you asleep, curled up in your borrowed finery. There’s something about the sight of you lying in his bed, wearing his clothes, looking so warm and comfortable. It’s like a little gut punch of domesticity.

“You’re meant to ask, you brat,” he says fondly, flopping onto the bed next to you.

Still, he reflects, as he pulls you closer, that shirt’s gonna smell like you now. Maybe he should make you wear it every time you sleep over.

Yagi Toshinori/All Might

All Might’s still pretty nervous about being in a relationship so he’s not 100% sure of the protocol, especially when you’re at his place and you don’t have any clean clothes to wear to bed. He gets flustered and goes to see if he can quickly wash your clothes, forgetting the entire wardrobe of clean clothes right there.

All Might or Small Might, his clothes are going to absolutely drown you no matter what size you are. Toshi’s a titan. Any t-shirt you try to borrow is basically a giant nightshirt.

Toshinori splutters a little at the sight of you swimming in the fabric of one of his shirts. Once he’s done coughing into his elbow, he offers you a toothy grin, his eyes crinkled up.

“That…might be a little big on you,” he says, tugging playfully on all the excess fabric. “Are you sure it’s going to be comfortable?”

You tell him that you like the feeling of the soft, loose fabric, and the fact that it smells a little like his cologne, even after being washed. He’s chuckles at that, wrapping his large hands around your waist, the fabric cinching in against you.

“Well, never thought one of my old shirts could look so adorable.”

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lesinquietes · 4 months

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Oh god hold up let’s consider how Sir Nighteye realizes he has feelings for you that are… inappropriate… and he tries to mitigate them so they don’t interfere with your job as on of his sidekicks, but he simply cannot stop thinking about you in nasty ways. Seriously. He clocks the age difference between you, and while you’re two consenting adults, he doesn’t feel it’s okay for him to make a move on you. Guilt strikes him from merely fantasizing about you when he’s alone at night, cupping his balls, pumping his cock to your memory. You grazed his arm once and it lit his blood on fire. He feels like a schoolboy when you’re in his presence. It’s infuriating as it is fascinating.

And he’s not sure why, but you make him incredibly hard when you crack a particularly hilarious joke.

#minors dni #sir nighteye x reader #nighteye x reader #sir nighteye #sir nighteye smut #nighteye smut #mirai sasaki #mirai sasaki x reader

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frickingnerd · 9 months

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workplace crushes

pairing: mirai sasaki / sir nighteye x gn!reader (+mirio togata)

summary: mirio can't help but point out sir nighteye's crush on you

"are you seeing anyone?"

sir nighteye looked up from his paperwork and at the blonde boy, grinning at him.

"mirio, if you're trying to ask me out, then i'd like to inform you that this relationship would be highly inappropriate…"

mirio just laughed and shook his head. for a man as humorous as sir nighteye, he surely hadn't expected him to give such a serious reply.

"i'm not asking because of me! it's just… i've worked here for a while now and you've seemed so different recently. in a positive way, of course! i was just wondering if it had anything to do with your new sidekick… y/n was their name, right~?"

sir nighteye didn't reply, but mirio could see his eyes wander towards your desk for just a short moment. the grin on mirio's face got bigger as he noticed, before chuckling quietly and taking a step back.

"i see how it is~ no further question, boss! i'll get back to work then~"

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battydora · 1 year

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some my hero academia men (pro heroes) trying their hand at pegging ♡

masterlist | rules

nsfw ahead, minors dni !

characters: small might, endeavor, sir nighteye, hawks

content: nsfw, pegging, sub!heroes, afab!reader, fem!reader, strap on, safe word-ing, healthy sex, fluff

small might: he is very nervous at first, mostly scared he might feel pain but you make sure to vanish all his worries away. lubing his ass took some time, because that area has never been explored before, not even by toshinori. “let's put that ass to use, shall we?” you tease playfully as you push your strap carefully and slowly inside him. he was laying on his tummy and he couldn't help but moan into the pillow he was holding onto for dear life, you pushing your way through his tight walls so slowly was painful yet satisfying. his toes twirled the more inside you got, gasping english expressions such as "oh-my-god" or "shit". once you filled him up entirely you made sure to check on him. "babe, are you okay?" he flashed a thumbs up at the question "can i move?" you saw him nod, he seemed so quiet, from embarrassment probably "don't worry, mommy will make ya feel good", you gently began to thurst into him, catching a pace you were both comfortable with, you couldn't see it right now but toshinori was already so sensitive and overstimulated, all of his senses were on peak, you weren't even going fast but your thrusts didn't last long. "california, california!" he moaned his safe word. toshinori let out a huge sigh when you stopped moving, he wished he could continue, he wished he could take all of you, but it was too much, he was too nervous. he hid his face with embarrassment as you pulled out from his ass carefully in a slow motion "i'm sorry... i really wanted to do this, but i'm not ready" "don't be sorry, silly! we can try this again when you are. you still took a lot in so bravely like the good boy you are, i'm proud of ya', babe."

endeavor: "i swear if i don't like this..." dealing with a man whose fragile masculinity was as high as his ego, wasn't easy we must admit. you both agreed to try this sometime despite enji being somewhat puzzled about the thought of a woman fucking his ass. it just sounded so... unnatural. but things change, todoroki, now you are laying on your tummy beneath (y/n) as she gets your ass ready for what's coming. "you can always safe word if you want" "yes, whatever...". once ready, you slowly introduced yourself into his tight hole, giving yourself support on the hero's lower back. with the face buried in the pillow, enji remained quiet, he didn't seem bothered at first, but as you fastened you pace, you dedicided to ask "enji, are you ok?" but you didn't receive a clear response, as far as you were worried, you rubbed his upper back with gentleness "enji-?" you stopped speaking when you saw the man rested the side of his face on the pillow, that was something you've never seen before, his face tinted in crimson red, teeth clenching and eyes frowned from complete arousal, you could swear you saw some tears threatening to fall off his eyes. before you could ask anything else, the todoroki lifted his hips towards the strap as he gripped the sheets, looking directly at you "d-deeper, please". a devilish smirk appeared on your face at the view "you naughty little thing" you said as your hips thrusted further and faster, stealing moans and incoherent pleas and sentences from the man each second, "you like your ass being fucked so much you can't even formulate a coherent sentence. number one, i'm going to have to teach you a thing or two about speech~". enji fantasizes about this everyday now.

sir nighteye: he is shy okay? but not innocent. mirai had already fantasized about you pegging him but he remained uncertain about how he should ask you and explain the huge strap on he bought for you to use on him. certainly he didn't expect to be roughly pushed to his desk, legs being spread open as you placed yourself behind him. "h-hun i'm not sure if we should do this here..." he tried to get any excuse to try and stay reasonable but having his chest pressed against the desk, wrists being held against his back and a boner aching inside his pants made the task difficult for the hero. the strap was recently bought and it was in his office, he didn't even get the chance to drop it home and wait for you to talk about sexual intimacy. you were there to supposedly drop some paperwork at his agency and go back to work but your day turned out to be much more interesting the moment you asked your partner what was inside that purple bag next to his chair. "oh come on, both of us have the most busy schedules already, we barely spend time home. consider this your lunch break~" your hands released mirai's and unzipped his pants, shamelessly pulling them down along his underwear, his legs were tense as arousal spread to every corner of his being. you reached the bag and took a view "wow look at the size, you even bought lube too. shit, aren't you ashamed of being this perverted, mirai?" you mocked as you squished his slim ass, he shut his mouth at the motion, he prayed to everything to not be caught like this, it would ruin him completely. and you knew it. playing these risky games pushed both to a new adrenaline level. you took your time to finger his ass to get it ready for the big thing, so the moment you put the strap and introduced it in him, it slided perfectly. you took it slow of course, mirai rested his forehead on the desk moaning softly trying to get used to the feeling, you had to cover his mouth after a while, you could really get caught for how loud he got. it was a better sensation than he expected.

hawks: i can't stress this enough: hawks. loves. anal. play. he finds way more satisfaction and fulfillment playing with his ass than just orgasm to genital stimulation so the strap idea came to him early. having him laying on his tummy for you for the first time was such a view, toned back adorned with wonderful crimson wings, lower back arched and hips lifting for you, silently pleading for your attention. keigo's body was tense when you first introduced the strap, but on the inside, he was very excited; you have played with his ass before so he entirely trusted you to move forward. "my little bird, how is it going?" you ask, griping his hips tightly and sliding in him so slowly and romantically passionate "oh, it's great, babe. fill me up, fill me up with your cock~" he pleads with a smile adorning his face "yeah? you want mommy's cock? will you be able to handle it?" "yes, yes! all of it, please- i'm your good boy, i can handle anything you give me~" his words almost made you melt, he was adorable when he begged for you like that "okay, if that's what my sweet boy wants, who am i to refuse?" those were your last words before giving your loving boyfriend the night of his life, full of pegging and pleasure just for him ♡.

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squishytenya · 1 month

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I heard soft sir nighteye and im here. just imagine sitting on his lap when he is doing paperwork and him throwing down the pen and cuddling you until he feels better.

god nighteye is just brrrrr // tw lots and lots of fluff

He probably gets so annoyed with the people he has to work with, either because they're not funny enough for him or they're just incompetent in general. You're one of the only people he spends long periods of time around that doesn't aggravate him.

When he has to bring his work home, it comforts him to have with sitting with him - on his lap or next to him is fine. So when you immediately curl into his lap on him setting his work up, he's more than happy for you to be there.

There were several moments where you noticed him getting frustrated at the paperwork his sidekicks had shoddily filled out, so it came as no surprise to you when he threw down his pen in frustration.

"Mirai?" you questioned, looking up from your book.

He rubbed his creased eyebrows, sighing heavily. Shaking his head, he removed his glasses and placed them down on the table in front of the both of you.

"why" he groaned, "why can they fight villains all day and not be able to do very basic paperwork?"

You giggled at his dramatics, pulling his arms away from his work table. Mirai groaned again as you reached up and ran your hands through his hair. His shoulders slumped and he sank further into your hold.

"They're only young, Mirai, they'll get better" you comforted.

"I hope so or I'm going into early retirement"

You snorted, tucking your head into the grumpy mans neck. Mirai rested his head on top of yours - snuggling into your hair.

"maybe it's time for you to get some sleep, hmm?"

The only response you got was soft snores from on top of your head.

random little drabbles are my fave! thank you <3

#sir nighteye x reader #mirai sasaki imagine #sir nighteye imagine #sir nighteye drabble #bnha drabble #bnha imagine #bnha x reader

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villain-sympathizer · 8 months

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For you, what if (au) sir night eye survives, but he can’t do a lot of serious hero work due to is injuries.

So you can think is either some domestic fluff scenarios or maybe some, spices once perhap?

YES THANK YOU sorry this took so long, i worked on this in bits over the summer since i wanted to relax (plus i was rarely at my laptop to write anyway lmao)

i was going to make this smutty but i felt burnt out so its just hurt/comfort fluff!

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[Survived AU; Nighteye x Reader/Significant other]

[Contents: Hurt/comfort, body image issues, descriptions of scars and amputated limbs]

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Mirai was never insecure over anything about his appearance, at least not anything the public would criticize him about. Not his hair, not his wrinkles, nor his abnormally long neck, not even his permanent resting-bitch-face. Really, the only thing he was at least a little concerned about was how cold he’d come off as to others, and luckily he’d been getting better at that. Mirai never cared how he looked, as long as he was clean and professional about his appearance.

At least, that was the case. Then the Hassaikai raid happened.

As blessed as he is to even be alive, to watch the world laugh and to be able to smile back at them, he can’t deny that the injuries to his body were… quite the eyesore.

Despite being fitted with a new bionic arm to replace the one that needed to be amputated, he still had to take it off at night to sleep, causing him to stand there in the mirror and stare at the scars. Scars that weren’t just on what was left of his arm, but a giant, discolored one on both his front and back abdomen that warped the skin in crooked patterns. His partner joked lightly about it with him, saying that he matched All Might now, making him a true number one fan; and as amusing and ironic as Mirai found that, it still never lessened the lingering disgust he felt looking at the damage done to his body.

“You’re feeling insecure about it again, Mir, aren’t you?” His partner, [Name], spoke up as they closed the door to their shared bedroom, making Mirai jolt slightly in surprise. He must have forgotten to close the bathroom door before getting ready for bed, and they caught him staring at his body in the mirror after he finished brushing his teeth.

With a small sigh, Mirai pulled himself out of his thoughts and began placing his stuff back in the cabinet, bionic arm whirring softly each time his elbow joint moved. “No, just… lost in thought, is all,” he responds. It wasn’t a total lie, since he was technically thinking deeply on things - it’s just they also happened to be about his scars.

There was the soft padding of feet across the hardwood floor, disrupted only briefly then they must have walked over the rug by the bed, before Mirai saw his spouse appear in the mirror next to him. “Does it ache today? I can go get your meds,” they offered, placing a reassuring hand on his right, non-injured shoulder.

“No, I’ve been surprisingly fine this week,” Mirai says as he closes the cabinet gazing at [Name] through the mirror, a small, relaxed smile on his face. They really have been such a help during his healing and his adjustment to living without an arm. While Mirio, Toshinori, and his crew back at the agency were also helpful and accommodating, he couldn’t help but feel as if they were… pitying him, almost.

But [Name]... they didn’t pity him.

They showed him true sympathy and compassion, while letting him do what he still could without babying him all the time. Being a Pro-Hero themselves, they knew how humiliating it is to be waited on hand-and-foot when one is injured so severely. They were his grounding force throughout his few years of healing, even going so far as to check in on him back at his agency, now that he was back in the workforce - likely to make sure he wasn’t doing any fieldwork, and stuck purely to his office. Normally he’d get annoyed if someone was constantly barging in to ‘check on him’, but with [Name], he’s come to love their daily visits to his office. Sometimes it was to have lunch with him, other times it was just to chat and have a break from hero work, often still in their hero suit.

Mirai couldn’t ask for a better way to spend his work days.

“You’re thinking again, love,” [Name]’s voice cuts through his memories, bringing him back to the present where they both stood in their pajamas in the florescent light of their shared bathroom. Despite staring at his shirtless, scarred torso, he found that none of his thoughts were actually about the injury at all.

“Just thinking of you,” Mirai hums in response, turning his head to press a kiss to his spouse’s forehead. “And how much of a mess I would be without you here to help me.”

They give him a warm smile, their hand gripping his shoulder softly in reassurance. “Good, just think about that anytime you start to feel bad about your scars. That’s what your therapist said to do, right? Make positive correlations instead?” [Name] reminds him, moving out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom. “Now let's get some rest, we both have to be up early tomorrow.”

Taking one last look in the mirror, Mirai lets out a deep breath before turning and following his spouse back to their shared bed. He takes a seat on his side of the bed, reaching over with his good arm to undo the straps and mechanics of his bionic arm, letting out a quiet grunt of frustration when one of the clasps wouldn’t budge from the angle he was reaching at. Despite it being only a couple years since his injury, they were still trying to perfect a permanent prosthetic arm for him, one with the capabilities to allow him use of his quirk through touch. Something like that required time and dedicated work for it to be successful.

Before Mirai could become even more frustrated at the straps he spent years clasping and unclasping on his own, he felt a gentle touch against his shoulder blade where the clasp was, and pressure of the strap suddenly lifted as the bionic arm came loose to expose the scarred end of his upper arm.

“You looked like you needed some help,” [Name]’s voice speaks up from behind him, soft and quiet to fit the calm atmosphere that the night always seemed to bring when they were getting ready for bed. “Sorry if you didn’t need it. You just seemed to be getting frustrated.”

Carefully placing his bionic arm in a special case next to the bed, Mirai gives his spouse an appreciative hum. “I was, so thank you,” he replies, sitting back up with a sigh. “It seems even now, fully healed, I still need help with the dumbest things that I should have perfected by now,” he mumbled, mostly to himself, but [Name] could hear him loud and clear.

They move closer to him from their side of the bed, wrapping their arms around his torso and resting their head against his shoulder, careful of his injury despite it being healed. “It’s okay to need help, even when you’ve mastered a skill or task,” [Name] says to him, their voice muffled slightly by his shoulder. “No one is perfect at anything, not even someone who spent their entire lives mastering something. Everyone needs assistance at some point, and it’s in our nature to help. You suffered a terrible injury that left you handicapped, when all your life you’ve gotten used to using both hands to do things.”

Feeling Mirai tense a little beneath their hold, they press a reassuring kiss to his shoulder blade. “But that doesn’t make you broken, or stupid, or useless, or unable to perform the tasks you used to. Adjusting to life with one less limb when you’ve grown up with all of them is insanely hard, and I can barely imagine what it’s like. Now look at me, Mir,” [Name] continues, lifting their head so that they can gaze up at their husband’s face.

When they saw those golden iris’ peer down at them after a moment, [Name] gives him a warm smile. “No matter how small or lame the task, I’m always more than willing to help you. I will never think any less of you for what you are or aren’t able to do anymore, because I love and care about you. You are my husband - my soulmate, Mirai. No matter what happens to you, I’ll still love you, so, so much,” their words slowly trailed off into a soft mumble, nuzzling their face against his neck as Mirai leans his head down to the side to rest atop of his spouse’s.

“Even if I’m a burden?” He mutters, voice uncharacteristically low and fragile.

“You’re not a burden,” [Name] reminds him, their embrace tightening ever so slightly. “Not to me. Not to anyone. I’d wait on you hand and foot for the rest of eternity and not once feel like you’re burdening me at all.”

Their voice started to wobble, and Mirai could feel a few tears gently gliding across his shoulder and back.

“I almost lost you,” [Name] choked out. “I’ll do anything to make sure you’re comfortable and safe. I fear that if I don’t- that if I don’t appreciate every moment you’re still here with me, then I’ll never get the chance, because I never know if one day you’ll just be gone,” they take in a small, stuttered breath, their hold on Mirai loosening as he carefully turns to face them.

His brows were furrowed in concern, his right arm coming up to gently touch the side of their face, the tips of his fingers brushing away a few stray tears. “I’m not going anywhere,” he starts with, voice low and comforting in a way no one would believe would come from the notoriously stoic Sir Nighteye. “I’ve retired from on-field duty, and like you said, my health is only improving,” Mirai says as he leans in to press a comforting kiss to [Name]’s forehead. He never realized they were holding in such a burden, constantly fretting that he one day might just keel over, or have his existence wiped away during what should have been a simple rescue mission. It made his heart heavy knowing that they were suffering from such anxiety while caring for him, yet it flattered him in a sense to know they cared about him just as much as he cared about them, too.

“I survived a stone spear through my torso and arm - God himself will have to kill me if he wishes to separate us.” That got a breathy chuckle out of his partner, Mirai himself smiling at the small victory. He loathed seeing loved ones cry, especially the person whose laugh and smiles always made his day that much better.

[Name] brings a hand up to wipe at their tears, giving Mirai a grin, although a bit melancholy. “Exactly. So please, Mir, don’t think for a second that I would love you any less than before that terrible day, okay?” They say to him, hands reaching over to gently grip both his shoulders from behind. “I don’t mind taking care of you, especially when you need it the most. It’s okay to need help with something you can’t safely do yourself. I can’t tell you how many times I needed you to reach for something because I knew I’d likely get hurt trying to get to it myself,” they joke lightly with him in an attempt to lighten the mood once more. It was successful, if the tiny snort from Mirai was anything to go by. “I know that’s not as comparable to losing an entire arm, but you get the idea.”

Mirai gives them a grateful smile, placing another kiss to the top of their head. With that conversation over, and the two both physically and mentally exhausted from the days events, a well deserved sleep was in order.

Cuddled up to each other in bed, Mirai waited until his spouse’s breathing evened out, signaling that they fell into a peaceful sleep. He slowly maneuvers himself so that his face could press against the top of their head, his arm holding them close.

“Thank you,” he whispers, rubbing soothing motions against their skin. “For everything.”

#bnha x reader #mha x reader #sir nighteye x reader #mirai sasaki x reader #sasaki mirai x reader #sir nighteye #mirai sasaki #Anonymous #dame writes

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curiousquirks · 2 years

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Kinktober 2022 | BNHA x Reader

Hi everyone, welcome to my Kinktober line-up/masterlist! This will be my first ever Kinktober and I’m super excited! I had fun with randomizers to help me select characters and prompts! There will be at least two kinks per character to be paired together for a small fic every single day of October. All fics will be tagged with "curiouskinks 2022"

Warning: Dark content included! Please mind the tags/content warnings given for each day!

Day 1: Sir Nighteye | Mirai Sasaki x GN!Reader

Cage | Pet Play | Obedience Such an obedient pet, always carefully following instructions just as he asked. As good pets should–always knowing their place.

Day 2: Dabi x GN!Reader

Photo/Video Recordings | Overnight Bondage Don't worry about the details, sweetheart. Dabi just needs a little something to remember you by.

Day 3: Mr. Compress | Atsuhiro Sako x GN!Reader

Fear Kink | Asphyxiation | Shock Collars Atsuhiro seems like such a gentleman, but you're just so naïve. It's one of the things he enjoyed most about finding you and he couldn't wait until you saw his surprise.

Day 4: Curious | Chitose Kizuki x AFAB!Reader

Sex Pollen | Free Use | Dirty Talk You're a loyal little toy, always available when needed for dear Chitose to let off some steam. What makes you think you have the right to beg?

Day 5: Trumpet | Koku Hanabata x GN!Reader

Eye Contact Restriction | Play Party You convinced him to let you both go to this party you heard about but only after Koku set up specific rules. You weren't allowed to look at anybody but him. That didn't mean the rule applied to him too.

Day 6: Chronostasis | Hari Kurono x GN!Reader

Somnophilia | Mindfuck Hari really feels you don't trust him. He sees no reason why you shouldn't. You'll learn quick that his methods are fucked up even when he means well.

Day 7: Edgeshot | Shinya Kamihara x AFAB!Reader

Cuckolding | Contracts | Aphrodisiacs You and Shinya had a preestablished agreement that allowed you both to fulfill aspects of your respected kinks with mutual consent. You decided to take things a step further, and he gave you his full approval.

Day 8: Lady Nagant | Kaina Tsutsumi x AFAB!Reader

Degradation | Tease And Denial Kaina thinks that you're absolutely adorable and extremely pathetic when you're begging for her attention. Shame you'll have to work for it.

Day 9: Best Jeanist | Tsunagu Hakamada x AFAB!Reader

Face Sitting | Oral Fixation You both couldn’t stop glancing at each other’s mouths and it wasn’t long before you both caved. It feels like you can't get close enough to each other.

Day 10: Overhaul | Kai Chisaki x AFAB!Reader

Consensual Non-Consent | Black Sheet Party | Branding You didn't know the surprise that Kai had planned for this weekend but you were excited when he asked if you remembered your safe word. You certainly didn't expect him to ensure that everyone would truly know you were his property.

Day 11: Spinner | Shuichi Iguchi x GN!Reader

Suspension Bondage | Foot Jobs | Forced Orgasm You wanted to try out something that piqued Shuichi's interest but getting him to stop wiggling as you tied each knot was harder than you thought. Maybe you'll just need to tired him out.

Day 12: Hawks | Keigo Takami x GN!Reader

Semi-Public | Facials Being so high in the hero rankings doesn't leave Keigo with a lot of time on his hands, much to his annoyance. Both of you have to take what little time he gets, even if it's in public.

Day 13: Mirko | Rumi Usagiyama x AFAB!Reader

Fucking Machines | Vibrators Rumi couldn't have asked for a better sight to come home to: walking in on you spread out in the living room with dozens of toys scattered around. She's not wasting any time in joining either.

Day 14: Overhaul | Kai Chisaki x GN!Reader

Vampirism | Medical Kink Soft cold fingers lay against your neck as Kai checks your pulse point. You talk about your most recent worries in regards to your health, but his eyes never left your neck.

Day 15: Trumpet | Koku Hanabata x GN!Reader

Sex Work | Humiliation | Straight Razor Shaving Mr. Hanabata had hired you, for one of your weirdest requests, but it was good money. Who'd turn down the opportunity to insult a politician.

Day 16: Lady Nagant | Kaina Tsutsumi x AFAB!Reader

Piercings | Hair Pulling | Clothed Sex The shirt Kaina was wearing clung to her chest making her nipple piercings even more visible. Your whole body felt hot as your eyes locked with hers. No words were spoken as she gave you one simple beckoning gesture.

Day 17: Chronostasis | Hari Kurono x AFAB!Reader

Sweat | Voyeurism | Dirty Dancing Hari leaned himself against your back, sweat clinging to your body as you both made as little space between you as possible. Your nails drag along the arm he snaked around your waist, as he reminded you who you belonged to.

Day 18: Overhaul | Kai Chisaki x AFAB!Reader

Orgasm Control | Glove Kink The only physical touch you'll get is filtered through leather when his fingers brush against your skin before finding your center. You're under strict instruction to not touch him or yourself, and good girls follow the rules.

Day 19: All for One x AFAB!Reader

Kitten Play | Humping | Orgasm Denial Look at you being such a patient kitty, but he still hasn't given you permission. Your begging is oh so lovely though, but you better not disobey him.

Day 20: Dabi x AFAB!Reader

Breeding Kink | Choking | Mommy Kink Nails dug into your skin, as your grip around his throat tightened. His pace was bruising, and you almost didn't hear the word that left his mouth.

Day 21: Overhaul | Kai Chisaki x GN!Reader

Tattooing | Slave Auctions Being bought by the Shie Hassaikai, hand picked by Overhaul, gave you shelter from some of the harsher choices in the auction. You were still their property though, and the fresh tattoo on your chest was a constant reminder.

Day 22: Mirko | Rumi Usagiyama x GN!Reader

Cutting | Knife Play You press the knife slowly into her flesh, blood slowly dripping following the trail, making a small cut. She hisses at the pain before leaning forward making eye contact, breaths escaping her mouth harshly, and asks for more.

Day 23: Tomura Shigaraki x AFAB!Reader

Begging | Mirror Sex | Collars A mirror was set up nearby, something Tomura only noticed when you shoved him back onto the bed. He doesn't get to focus on it long before you guide his hands up to lock the collar around your neck.

Day 24: Giran | Kagero Okuta x AFAB!Reader

Lap Dances | Body Worship Kagero's eyes never left your body as you danced, taking a long drag from his cigarette. He relaxed his arm on the back of the sofa as you walked over, his eyes not knowing where on your body to stay focused.

Day 25: Shin Nemoto x AFAB!Reader

Corsetry | Bondage | Mirrors Slender fingers carefully lacing up your corset, eyes briefly locking in the mirror in front of you two as he does. Your hands run along his body before you drag the rope along his skin, moving yourself behind him. No words spoken, only silent intimacy.

Day 26: Mr. Compress | Atsuhiro Sako x AFAB!Reader

Chains | Pussy Worship | Impregnation Cold metal chains wrapped around your wrists, digging in as you move around. Your body was sore and your breathing was rough, as your eyes struggled to stay open. Atsuhiro wasn't joking when he told you that you had a long day ahead of you.

Day 27: Dabi x AFAB!Reader

Hate Sex | Virginity Kink | Dacryphilia Your constant bitching was pissing Dabi off. You needed to get laid, and if he had to be the one to fuck you then fine. He was surprised to find out you've never done it before. Don't think he's going gentle though.

Day 28: Shin Nemoto x AFAB!Reader

Tease And Denial | Priest Kink | Formal Wear Everything about this was unholy, Shin knew this– every part of his body burning. He collapsed to his knees, with eyes that looked like they were searching to make you his new religion.

Day 29: Tomura Shigaraki x AFAB!Reader

Pegging | Praise Kink Tomura's fists were clenched tightly, his nails digging into his skin deep enough to draw blood. Ragged breaths muffled by the blanket as you whisper praise into his ear. You're the only one that gets the privilege to see him like this.

Day 30: Lady Nagant | Kaina Tsutsumi x AFAB!Reader

Guns | Drug/Alcohol Use | Aphrodisiacs It may have been a bad idea to drink while using this new pill Kaina found, knowing rationally that it would lead to bad ideas. You were waiting on the pill to kick in when you begged Kaina to see her quirk up close. She knew the pill was working while she watched you lick up the length of her gun.

Day 31: Skeptic | Tomoyasu Chikazoku x AFAB!Reader

Daddy Kink | Spit | Human Furniture How obedient you were, no matter what he told you to do. He was amused to say the least, and had been the past 20 minutes.

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karume-everything-else · 6 months

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Flufftober 2023

Day 21: Accidental Confession/ Crush squeeing over them [Reader x Sir Nighteye (Mirai Sasaki)] {My Hero Academia}

Hero Galas could be rather boring, but necessary for proper networking. Sadly enough. Not that Nighteye minded in the slightest, it was possibly the one event where he wore a slightly more professional suit and dropped his usual polka-dot tie for a sleeker one.

Though even this one had a hidden joke element to it, a small flower on the knot that could spray water... if he ever remembered to fill the squeeze bottle with water in the first place.

Regardless, Nighteye was merely wandering around, joining conversations for a brief moment and moving on. He ran an intelligence agency, mostly underground work. It was normal for him to have not only a large network of more spotlight Pros, but also for him to be overlooked... constantly.

Which meant tonight was more about him helping other Pros find one another and possibly start working together. At least, that's what he had settled on until one voice reached his ears.

"Honestly, yes."

You were standing with a couple Pro Heroes Nighteye didn't fully recognize, but you looked just... so perfect. The colors of your outfit reflecting your hero uniform, which accented your hair and eyes so perfectly.

But Nighteye didn't want to get too close, he was well aware that he adored you for more reasons than he would ever care to let on. He also knew that attempting to date would be a nightmare from the press to the working together to the social pressure the two of you might face should one or the other become villainized for dating someone deemed 'outside their league'.

That wouldn't stop him from being polite, but Nighteye didn't want to risk any of that just because he had a crush on you.

"He's extremely professional, very driven, result-oriented." You were listing off someone's qualities, "He might seem intense or intimidating, but he does like a good joke, people with high energy and enthusiasm. And if he doesn't think he can do the job, he has a massive backlog of other Pros that can and will help."

"You two work together often then?" One of the heroes asked, "Or at least... you take advantage of the fact that he has so many connections?"

The way you hummed, "No, I wouldn't say I'm taking advantage of Nighteye. After all, I usually return the favor if he calls on me to help someone else. But yes, we do work together fairly often. Like I said, he's nice, polite, a little sweet once you get past the serious businessman exterior. And above all else, he's reliable."

"A little sweet?" Another joked, "Are you sure? He looks like he could steal souls. Or maybe you just have a crush on him and he's picked up on that?"

Nighteye thought he was blushing because of how highly you were praising him. But the way you were sputtering out an answer, color rising on your face, maybe he had very little to worry about. At least, if you two could keep your relationship 'under the table' so to speak.

Though that wasn't very likely, you were such a popular hero. And in Nighteye's opinion, you deserved that level of fame.

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yuichi-ro · 2 years

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◈ 𝘔𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘪 𝘚𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘪 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

◈ 𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: you ask your husband to use his superpower on you for the first and last time

cw: fem!Reader, established marriage, hurt/comfort, canon divergent word count: 1.8k inspiration

◈ ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ/ʙʟᴀɴᴋ/ᴀɢᴇʟᴇꜱꜱ ʙʟᴏɢꜱ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʙʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ◈

You could see him better with just the nasal cannula now. Mask or cannula, neither were your favorite but the step down from the oxygen mask was a step in the right direction. One you took very seriously as Mirai laid there undisturbed by your return to his bedside.

Wrong of you of course to assume he couldn’t guess you arrived. Not after over a decade together of course he didn’t need his foresight to know you’d be back so soon. Even if he was unable to see you fully without his glasses Mirrai still turned his cheek to the cold side of his pillow when you drug your chair back to the very edge of his hospital bed.

“Hey you.” A croak from your voice even after all the tears had been shed, the persistence of them still stuck in your throat. Leaning over to cup his face gently with a swipe of your thumb over his cheek, “You need anything? Did I wake you?”

A shift in the white linens but he still couldn’t bring himself to sit up too much. So all he could offer was resting the weight of his head into your palm with his yellow eyes shut again, “No. I was waiting for you.”

“The doctor said you should be resting,” You wiped your thumb over his cheek, staring with a heavy heart down at him still bed ridden for the fourth week in a row, “Not waiting for me.”

“Wasn’t waiting,” Mirai mumbled with a shake of his head and eyes closed, “Just- Knew you’d be back.”

“What did the doctor tell you about using your power,” You faux scolding with a bleak smile on your lips as you continued to rub his cheek and just enjoy the warmth of closeness from your husband as he remained bed ridden.

A brief little smile that curled up on the sides of his lips, Mirai tilted his head a little more and brought himself to open his eyes in your direction as the smile lingered, “I don’t need foresight when it compares to over a decade of knowing you.”

Seeing him able to at least look at you made your heart thud harder in your chest that before. Those tears that dried weeks ago still threatened to fall past your lashes at the moment when you looked down at him, “Then you should know I expect you to get out of this bed eventually. And come home.”

Mirai let out an exhausted sigh. One that let his body sink into the bed that cradled him and soon his eyes followed as he closed them again, “Let us be realistic love I-”

“You’ve been on the mend since the last surgery.” You stopped him in his tracks certainly not needing foresight after you’d both had this conversation a dozen times since the raid and the sub sequential harm that had befallen him and a few others. But your husband taking the worst of it in the fight against the League and the Shie Hassaikai, “You’re no longer on a ventilator. Your blood pressure is evened out. White blood cell count normal and no more bleeds. Mirai...you are on the mend. You just- You need to trust the process. Even if-”

“Even if I can never be a hero again.” Mirai spoke softly with his turned back up towards the ceiling. Eyes still closed and he laid there still as stone in bed, “...You can say it.” He broke the touch on his cheek even as you leaned in to try and hold his cheek again. Mirai simply refused it as he tilted his head away to face the wall, “All these futures...I didn’t check mine. And now- I’ve done this to you. Left you without a hero. Left you without-”

“Mirai Sasaki,” His name came so sternly from your mouth that in his moment of mourning he was forced to look around and see you staring at him with such intensity. But he could not ignore the way your bottom lip trembled as you proceeded to puff out your chest and speak louder than his thoughts, “The only way I’d ever be mad at you, is if you left me in this world. Heroes, work, I don’t care.” Your hand came back to his cheek and he didn’t attempt to move away as your presence filled the tiny hospital room as it did so many times before in the past, “I didn’t marry you because you were All Might’s sidekick. I married you because-” Your voice softened and the stray tears dribbling down your cheeks couldn’t be helped even as a big grin spread over your lips, “Because you’re my best friend. I married you. Not a hero. So...please, don’t leave me just yet.” Your smile made his heart monitor beep just a little faster and that in itself made you laugh even as the tears rolled down your cheek in the process, “I have a lot more things I wanna do with you first before I ever let you go.”

Heart too heavy with the words you spoke, Mirai’s yellow eyes searched your face like he was looking for something. Perhaps a lie to your words, which he knew wouldn’t be there. Or a falsity to your stubborn hope, that he couldn’t help but love as much as he did the first time you two argued. Mirai couldn’t find anything but your beautiful face above him like so many times he’d seen in the last decade. Rendering the organized man speechless in admiration of your gaze being set on him of all people.

“Mirai...” You grazed your thumb over his cheek when his eyes closed contentedly after your words.

“Hmm?”

“...If you really think you won’t make it through this.” You couldn’t help shifting your touch upwards to comb your fingers through his abnormally unkempt hair, “I want you to use foresight on me.” No surprise he was about to open his mouth to object but you stopped him from uttering a single syllable, “If you are going to die then I want you to look as far into my future as you can so you can rest easy. So that you know where I’ll be when you’re gone.”

Eyes open but lips set in a stern line Mirai waited to back you down with a stare. Something he never had success with previously but as you sat there hunched over his bed carding your fingers through his unbrushed hair, the stare was all he had aside from his words to dissuade you, “No. I said I would never use foresight on you. I will not-”

“You can’t use it on yourself.” You firmly said, “So I can’t convince you that way. If you’re really going to...” The words sat on your tongue like a wad of cotton. Only making you shake your head and refuse to say it so you took a deep breath and did the impossible of staring Sir Nighteye himself down, “You give yourself closure. Then- I’ll accept it.” You watched him under you unable to persuade you with that stoic stare everyone else broke under. Meaning you’d rightfully won as your tone softened and you combed your fingers through his hair to a more neat manner like how he’d normally wear it, “You don’t have to tell me. Just- Do it for you.”

Short of hitting the nurses call button to have you removed, there was no getting out of this. On opposite ends not ready to settle. Mirai understood the conditions laid upon him for his passing. He couldn’t see anything for himself outside this hospital bed. And you were right, seeing you happy one last time would mean he could rest peacefully.

Meeting those yellow like you had the first time you’d both stumbled upon each other. You held his gaze. Never intimated like others were. Just as warm as his eyes were, they filled you with a comforted warmth like looking at the sun. Your free hand reached out to squeeze his wrist and before you knew it Mirai had taken the furthest out memory he could before it became fuzzy. Not once had he ever used his quirk on you out of respect. As you sat there letting him process what was vividly rolling for him and him alone in his mind. You saw as tears began to well up in the corners of his eyes. Mirai was unable to break eye contact as he leaned into your touch still holding his face. And his own hand coming up to touch your cheek lightly.

“...well,” You said smiling as you tilted your head into his larger hand, “Gonna take that to your grave or spill the beans?”

Your way with words. Here he was fighting the tears as words escaped him. Just a constant loop of what he saw. It wasn’t long before Mirai was smiling and tiny droplets rolled off his cheek onto his pillow, “I...I saw it all. I-” His tongue darted out over his lip as he tried to swallow the lump in his throat, “-I saw you holding a little boy.”

“And?”

Mirai couldn’t believe the grand out grin that broke out on his face because even though you didn’t have his quirk you still somehow always seemed to know where to push him in the right direction, “He looked- Just like me.”

Turning your head to kiss his palm you reached up and laced your fingers up with his to give him a squeeze, “I ruined your plans again.”

A tired laugh pasted his lips. Mirai took in a big breath before relaxing back into the bed in a much more content manner than before, “You’ve never ruined my plans. Not once since I met you.”

“Plans change.” You rubbed your thumb over his knuckle as he gave your hand a squeeze out of reflex, “Even for the hero that can see the future.”

Mirai looked over at you smiling softly to himself, “I see you. That’s all the future I’ve ever needed.”

You stood up from your hard plastic hospital chair. Letting go of his hand gently just to hold his cheeks between your palms so you could kiss the center of his forehead before moving your face down and brushing your nose ever so lightly against his, “You’ll always be my hero no matter what and...you’ll be his hero too.”

No need to lean up to you. Mirai closed his eyes when you came closer to kiss him gingerly with the cannula only slightly in the way of the exchange, “Here you are, changing my future again.”

“Nothing is written in stone,” You smiled against his lips before pressing your forehead to his and cradling his face ever so gently in your palms, “At least, not if I can help it. So you’ll get better. And you’ll come home, you know why?”

Mirai looked up at you, his one weakness it seemed, and asked softly, “Why?”

“Because,” You grinned and kissed the tip of his nose, “I know you’re as excited to meet that little boy as I am.”

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delaware-lemme-smash · 4 months

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Could we have some hcs of reader referring to some of the older MHA men (coughAizawacough) as "beekeeping age" and then they make her explain it? LMAO.

For those who don’t spend all their time on TikTok like I do, ‘beekeeping age’ refers to an attractive older man, usually in 40s/50s. Some of these guys technically don’t apply but we’re putting them in anyway!

Characters: Aizawa Shouta/Eraserhead, Yagi Toshinori/All Might, Maijima Higari/Power Loader, Sasaki Mirai/Sir Nighteye

Contents: The existential struggle of trying to explain a meme to people who aren't chronically online.

Aizawa Shouta/Eraserhead

Age: 31

Yes, he’s only in his thirties, but Aizawa has the vibe of a retiree. He looks like someone who should be muttering “I’m too old for this shit” at any minor inconvenience. In fact, he often does. He’s said it several times today.

Most especially when you looked over at him and told him that he looks like he’s ‘beekeeping age’. Now, as a teacher, Aizawa isn’t as out of step with popular culture as he might like you to think he is. Even if he doesn’t really bother with social media himself, he has twenty students who are all hooked to their phones like it’s a dialysis machine. He picks stuff up just by proximity, and it’s not the first time he’s heard the phrase ‘beekeeping age’. And while he might have a vague idea of what it means, he’s not just going to let you get away with calling him that.

He looks straight at you, lifts an eyebrow and asks, “What does that mean?”

Which leaves you floundering a little, because you have to explain to Aizawa that it means you think of him as an attractive ‘older’ man.

While he’s the furthest thing from vain, he finds himself a little bit offended.

“What the hell do you mean ‘older’? I’m thirty-one.”

“You have to admit, Shouta, you do give off the vibe of a grizzled older man.”

“I’m too old for this shit.”

Yagi Toshinori/All Might

Age: 55+

Toshinori’s the only one who really qualifies for this trope, and naturally, he has absolutely no idea what you’re referring to when you tell him that he’s beekeeping age. He grins uncertainly at you.

“I’m…not sure if that’s a compliment or not, but I’ve always thought that beekeeping looks like a relaxing hobby! As long as you’re not allergic!”

Of course, you take a little pity on him and explain that it means he’s a hot older guy.

“Oh, are you referring to a DILF?”

Once you’re done spraying your coffee or whatever you were drinking everywhere, you demand to know where Toshinori heard that word and if he knows what it means. Let’s be real, Toshinori doesn’t run his own social media and doesn’t know squat about memes.

“Oh, a charming young lady walked up to me at a signing once and informed me I am what the young people call a DILF. Still can’t get anyone to tell me what it means! Slang these days! Ha!”

I dare you to try and get Toshinori to refer to himself as a DILF in front of Aizawa. Just for the hell of it.

Maijima Higari/Power Loader

Age: 41

Higari can’t catch a break. Not only is he very short and look a couple decades younger than he actually is, leading to a lot of unfortunate misunderstandings, now he has some whippersnapper calling telling him to go start a beehive.

He’s probably the only one on this list that actually knows what it means. I feel like because he’s so in line with cutting edge technology that he’s pretty on top of social media as well? He doesn’t seem like the type to lose step with the rest of the world when it comes to these things. So you don’t even have to explain what you mean when you tell him he’s beekeeping age.

“Buzz off.”

Sasaki Mirai/Sir Nighteye

Age: 38

At first Sir Nighteye thinks you’re making some kind of joke. He stares you down, looking rather menacing even while his mind is turning over the phrase ‘beekeeping age’, looking for the pun or the play on words. When he can’t find it, he finally has to admit defeat and ask you gravely:

“What does that mean?”

Sir Nighteye’s a little put out when you tell him it’s about good looking older men, because he doesn’t consider himself particularly old. Pacify him by telling him that he just gives off the dignified air of a mature man. He might scoff, but he’ll be somewhat more mollified.

“I suppose I can accept that as a compliment. Although I think you ought to come up with better jokes. That one didn’t even contain a pun.”

#delaware lemme smash #bnha #bnha headcanons #bnha imagines #Aizawa Shouta #Eraserhead #All Might #Yagi Toshinori #Maijima Higari #Power Loader #Sasaki Mirai #Sir Nighteye #bnha x reader #Aizawa x Reader #All Might x reader #Power Loader x reader #Sir Nighteye x reader #Mod Rig

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titan-fodder · 2 years

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SUMMARY: You thought your fourth year at the esteemed One For All University would be just like the previous three. That is until you find out that Dean Enji Todoroki has been found dead on school grounds.

You may be in over your head, but no one can deny that you have a certain set of magical skills that could help solve the case. When Shouto Todoroki, the late dean’s son and newest professor at the school, asks for you to put those skills to use, you know you can’t deny him.

With the help of your best friends and two other professors, you vow to expose who or what killed the dean. However, the longer it takes for you to solve the mystery, the higher the body count rises.

RATING: Explicit

PAIRINGS: Shouto Todoroki x Reader, Mirai Sasaki x Reader, Kai Chisaki x Reader

WORD COUNT: estimated 100k

WARNINGS: please read this disclaimer first!

TAGS: Magic School AU (college), murder mystery, character death, light gore, suspense, pining & tension, teacher/student pairings, explicit sexual content; Reader traits: cis-fem, slightly short-coded, goofy and sassy

with ART from @maewoahoah

[ This is my piece for @mybigbangacademia. You can find all the other pieces on the blog and on this masterlist! ]

MASTERLIST

1. The Curious Case of Dean Todoroki

2. Whispers

3. Ride the Wind, Feel the Fire

4. Stages of Decay

[and more to come!]

#wils force of nature #mybigbangacademia #todoroki x reader #sir nighteye x reader #overhaul x reader #bnha x reader

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frickingnerd · 1 year

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Pro Hero Masterlist

Toshinori Yagi / All Might

i'd stop the world for you - oneshot

all might breaking up with you - headcanons

Enji Todoroki / Endeavour

endeavor with a sidekick who isn't intimidated by him - headcanons

Keigo Takami / Hawks

fake dating hawks - headcanons

hawks with a s/o who has a healing quirk - headcanons

friends with benefits hawks & dabi - headcanons

Rumi Usagiyama / Mirko

mirko with a s/o who has a fox quirk - headcanons

being in a poly relationship with mirko and lady nagant - headcanons

Tsunagu Hakamada / Best Jeanist

best jeanist comforting his self concious s/o - headcanons

Shinya Kamihara / Edgeshot

secret kisses with edgeshot - headcanons

Mirai Sasaki / Sir Nighteye

workplace crushes - oneshot

Taishiro Toyomitsu / Fatgum

fatgum being jealous - headcanons

Ryuko Tatsuma / Ryukyu

ryukyu with a sidekick who overworks themselves - headcanons

Shota Aizawa / Eraserhead

fake dating shota aizawa - headcanons

Hizashi Yamada / Present Mic

present mic dating a metalhead - headcanons

spending time with present mic - headcanons

Nemuri Kayama / Midnight

bruised hearts heal slowly - oneshot

midnight crushing on her sidekick - headcanons

Sekijiro Kan / Vlad King

jealous vlad king - headcanons

Yu Takeyama / Mount Lady

the taste of the enemy - drabble

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randoimago · 2 years

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Could you write Headcanons for Best Jeanist and Nighteye from MHA?

Both having a crush on an oblivious Superhero reader (All Might's protege) and trying to impress her?

Crushing on an Oblivious Reader

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Characters: Best Jeanist (Tsunagu Hakamada), Nighteye (Mirai Sasaki)

Type of Request: Headcanons

Notes: You got it!!

Best Jeanist

Jeanist doesn't really like bragging about himself so him trying to impress you isn't intentional. He just mentions how things are being the top hero (a tad stressful, honestly, but he's managing) or shows you around his nice agency.

There are some flirtations slipped in while he's giving you a tour or just talking to you. He's being a tad subtle so he understands you not getting it.

And then you don't quite get it when he actually asks you on a date. That helps clue him in on you being oblivious. He can't help but wonder if that's All Might's influence since that blond is a bit clueless himself.

Once he does get an understanding, he'll really go all out with a fancy dinner with flowers and everything. If that somehow still didn't clue you in then he'll straight up mention how he wants to date you romantically.

Nighteye

You being All Might's protégé probably does cause Nighteye to be a bit more cautious and add on to your obliviousness. Just because he respects All Might a lot and doesn't want to cause any rifts with being with you (which there wouldn't be any, but Nighteye is still cautious about it).

He's just making a lot of jokes in hopes of getting you to laugh, which they do, but you're not picking up that he's flirting with you. Instead you make your own jokes, which he does appreciate.

Nighteye probably wouldn't beat around the bush and just ask you out if he liked you. Of course, you end up thinking it's a friend thing which causes him to wonder if you're making another joke.

He realizes you're obliviousness and decides that, fine he'll just be really blunt. He likes you a lot, romantically, and he wants to date you. As in be your boyfriend, if you'll allow him.

#mha x reader #my hero academia x reader #best jeanist x reader #sir nighteye x reader #tsunagu hakamada x reader #mirai sasaki x reader

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xgummibearx · 2 years

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Sir Nighteye x reader

Hit by a quirk! Only two left after this.

Ya’ll know the drill, heroes have been turned into children! Tamaki Amajiki has been turned into a child and placed in the care of Sir Nighteye, Mirio, and class 1A. Since you as the reader are an expert in adolescent quirk development, you are checking in on them and getting thrown into the chaos.

(I do apologize, I will not be writing a Tamaki X reader. I am 22 so I am only really interested in making content for the pro heroes I admit.)

TW: reader has some trauma in regards to her quirk, hurt/comfort. I have been dying to write this fic ohmygosh, Nighteye as a freaking babysitter would be so damn funny tho?!

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Midnight stood in front of the whole class, carrying a bundle of blankets. The students of 1A stared up at her with curiosity. Denki’s mouth dropped when he saw a chubby hand reach out of the folds. “Good morning, I’m afraid Aizawa isn’t able to come in today.” Midoriya raised his hand, confused.

“Allmight wasn’t in today either...what’s going on?” Midnight smiled gently, nodding to the door. Sir NightEye and Mirio filed in.

“We’re going to be having a very interesting, but very educational experience for you today!” She pulled away the blankets to reveal a tiny boy. It was easy to tell that it was Tamaki Amajiki with the tufts of thick purple hair and pointy ears but...he was much younger. He was now a three year old boy, still half asleep and clinging onto Midnight. He opened his eyes, the sight of all the students made him hide his face. He was terrified. “Last night there was a villain attack, and while on patrol several heroes were attacked including Suneater here.” She grinned, “I have other classes to attend so Nighteye! You have been brought here to monitor 1A and take care of little Amajiki until the quirk effects wear off!” He suddenly froze, confused as Midnight thrust a now whimpering Tamaki into his arms “With your predictive quirk and rather...stoic personality, I thought you would be the best to handle the situation.” He held Amajiki out at arms length, as if he would explode; his chubby little legs dangled under him as he stared up at Nighteye.

“I beg your pardon!?” Nighteye cried, he had been told the plan so he hadn’t thought to look into it himself. It was quite amusing for Deku, seeing him so surprised. He was staring at Midnight in disbelief. “Hey!” She waved from the doorframe before quickly disappearing. Nighteye sighed, looking down at Suneater’s little face that suddenly screwed up, his cheeks going red. “No, no no no!” He winced as Amajiki burst into tears, kicking his legs in a complete fit. “I thought she brought me here to explain the situaiton...” He grimaced. Mirio laughed.

“I’ll take him from here Sir, just need a little mother’s intuition!” He grinned, holding him in his arms and gently patting his back as little Suneater continued to sob. One by one the students came to take a closer look. Hagakure squealed quietly, hopping on her feet.

“Oh my gosh he’s so cute! Look at his little pointy ears!” She whispered, trying to keep her voice down.

Mina snickered a little, whispering to Tsu. “Okay but, why is does Mirio look like he was born to be a dad? This is so sweet.” She had a point there, his glowing face, how cozy they both looked. Kirishima had immediately ran over, looking at his patrol partner with concern.

“What happend to Fatgum!?” He asked, looking up at Mirio. He shrugged. “Apparently he was hit too, he’s staying with another staff member I believe...apparently she’s had to ask the school make two grocery deliveries already.” Midoriya was staring at the child with curiosity in his eyes and his hands shakily holding a notebook.

“Lemillion! Does he have his quirk yet? Wait wait! Did all the heroes lose their quirks or do they still have them? Were they at full strength or-” Nighteye sighed exasperated.

“Deku! This is not the time for such questions...and yes before you ask, Allmight was hit too, and no before you ask that, he’s fine... he was brought back here along with the other heroes before the media could make it to the scene.” Deku and Nighteye were both thinking the same thing, if anyone saw Allmight...what if they saw him before he got One for All? Nighteye turned his attention to Tamaki. “We need to focus on Amajiki, his parents are unable to take care of him today so we I guess are taking care of him here. Bakugo suddenly roared, slamming his hands on the table.

“IF WE’RE TAKING CARE OF THAT THING CAN SOMEONE AT LEAST MAKE HIM SHUT UP!?” He grunted, rubbing his head. “I can’t even hear myself think dammit!” Kirishima who was now holding Suneater turned over to Bakugo with a frustrated pout of sorts.

“Dude, that’s not the way to talk to a kid!” Denki snickered, leaning on Bakugo with a grin.

“Yeah Kachan! I bet that a big brute like you could really learn a thing or two from this!” Iida sighed.

“Katsuki, this is the assignment appointed to us so we have no choice but to obey direct orders! In that case, everyone suit up! This is more than just babysitting, this is a mission so act like it!” Deku couldn,t help but laugh. He wouldn’t expect anything less of their president. Todoroki was looking at Tamaki who was leaning over Kirishima’s shoulder and still sniveling.

“Well he is one of our classmates..” He gently lifted his hand making a perfectly round ice ball and giving it to amajiki who softly gasped, lifting it to his mouth. ‘It’s the least we can do…”

“He seems to enjoy that.” Shoji mused, looking over Todoroki and Kirishima at the little guy with fascination.

“Pretty…” He whispered; happily gnawing on the ice. Mirio looked over, his face lighting up.

“Oh my gosh, how could I forget!” He grinned, coming over to take a look. “His mom told me once that when he was a toddler his teeth were really sensitive, they were abnormally big for a child his size to adapt to his quirk so they would cause him a lot of discomfort.” Mirio laughed, “apparently she could keep him quiet for hours doing this.” Midorya gasped his eyes practically bulging out of his head.

“That’s amazing, his body was adapting along with his quirk at such a young age…oh wow!” He turned to Todoroki. “This is perfect! You can keep the ice coming, that should help him stay calm.” Then he turned to Mirio and Kirishima. “You two know him the best out of us, Mirio make sure you let us know if you remember anything else that may help.” Bakugo came storming forward.

“The hell is this Deku, we’re heroes not babysitters!” Iida karate chopped him on the top of the head.

“Midnight has assigned us to this task so we must go beyond expectation! So if, she has asked us to babysit then we will babysit!” He scoffed.

“I just don’t see why she wants the whole class to do this!” He crossed his arms. “It isn’t like the kid’s in any danger, we have better things to do!” Mirio looked over at his mentor, a glint in his eyes that made him feel uneasy.

“Very well Katsuki if you want to make this more exciting then allow me.” He took up Amajiki then turned towards the door. “You heard your president! Suit up.”

Koda leaned over to Tokoyami and Sato, whispering nervously. “Where do you think Sir Nighteye is taking us? Does UA have some kind of children’s facilities on campus?” Sato shrugged.

“I have no idea, but I have a couple younger brothers so I think I can handle this.” Momo looked over her shoulder, listening in.

“They actually do have a small children’s classroom of sorts, the campus does have an afterschool daycare program for children that have already manifested their quirks! The adolescent quirk development specialist for UA runs it.” She explained. Sato raised his brows.

“Wow, I wonder why she wasn’t given Amajiki then” Hagakure piped up, her gloves waving excitedly.

“It’s a good opportunity to learn, I like to volunteer with the daycare from time to time with Tsu.” Froppy nodded in agreement.

“The early quirk development specialist is really nice, she and Present Mic apparently were the ones that started the program at UA, it focuses on kids that have trouble handling their quirks.” Deku nodded, listening carefully. It made sense, Present Mic had a long record of quirk slips that even stretched well into his teens.

They found themselves lead to one of the simulators on campus, the familiar ruined streets of Allmight’s feigned “villain attack” as well as their simulated jewelry store robbery. Nighteye stood before the students with Mirio, still holding Amajiki. “As heroes you will be expected to handle more than just rescues and patrols. Some of you may end up working along with the police like Fatgum, or even…as bodyguards.” He lifted up Tamaki, who was still sleepily gnawing on the now mostly melted ice ball. His little shirt was soaked but he looked content. “Little Tamaki here will be your assignment!” He then had Mirio hold up three clothes pins before he started gently pinning them on Tamaki’s clothes. “You need to protect Tamaki, if he loses all three clothes pins then he is dead, or if he is taken from you, he is dead-“ Mirio stepped in, his face serious.

“And if any of you manage to actually injure him during this exercise, then you’re dead.” The class was all thinking the same thing.

“Is he for real?” Nighteye then gestured to his right, a woman that most of them didn’t recognize was sitting in a chair. “ Miss.(X)!!” Hagakure and Tsu and the other girls shouted, breaking ranks to run over and say hello.

(x) laughed, already walking over to join them all, chatting with the girls with a soft smile that Nighteye caught himself staring at for a little too long. He cleared his throat, “girls back in line please..” me insisted, little Amajiki in the meantime had finished his iceball and was already getting kind of fussy. (x) sighed, taking him from Nighteye.

“You have him under your arm like a binder, here.” She set him down. “He needs to stretch his legs.” She was so graceful in how she picked him up, her touch looked so soft. He cleared his throat again, still trying not to look at her as (x) watched him waddle over towards the students. to their surprise he wandered directly over to Mineta. He squeaked as he reached up towards him.

“What’s he doing!? What does he want with me!?” He screeched, making Tamaki start to whimper a little. Sero smirked.

“I think he wants one of your little bump things.” Mineta glared at him.

“They��re not bumps it’s my quirk, they’re balls!” Sero shrugged.

“Bumps balls just give him one man.” Mineta cringed as Amajiki pulled at his boots, trying to reach.

“Oh for fuck’s sake you got air for brains!? Here!” Bakugo came storming over, ripping one off his head with a spray that made Mineta screech. “Just give him one before he starts crying again!” He tore it off his glove and handed the ball to Amajiki, seeing how it stuck to his hand seemed to pique his curiosity. He giggled, waving his hand up and down. Nighteye rubbed his face.

“If you don’t mind, I was going to have (x) say a few words before we get started.” (X) smiled once more, stepping forward.

“You are the future of mankind, heroes that shall serve and protect.” She lifted a finger, “however the young children coming along behind you are also the future and you need to remember that it is their future that you are protecting now in the present! So, with that being said Midnight and Nighteye have asked me to monitor this exercise, and if you do well you will be receiving extra credits that will go towards your marks for your intro to social ergonomics that you will be taking with me next year.” She grinned from ear to ear. “Good luck!” Deku watched her go back to her seat, he leaned over to Uraraka.

“So, she studies quirks? I wonder what her quirk is…” Uraraka looked over at her then back to Izuku.

“None of us know actually, she apparently was in an accident and quit hero work…at least, that’s what I heard from Tsu and Hagakure.” Nighteye went forward with dividing the teams. The first team up was Bakugo, Shoji, and Jirou as bodyguards against Izuku, Denki, and Iida as assassins. Shoji was immediately given Amajiki. He looked nervous, staring at the little thing. Deku narrowed his eyes, they had spread themselves among the rooftops.

“How on earth do you act like an assassin?” He wondered, staring down at Bakugo and the others. Shoji was using his quirk to protect Tamaki very similarly to what he had done at the festival as the other two walked alongside, eyes sharp. Iida grinned.

“Leave that part to me!” He leaped down from the building, cackling madly. “You shall give us that child or face the consequences!” Iida fell to more fits of manic laughter as he sped forward, scattering the three. Nighteye sighed, watching along with the rest of the class from the cameras.

“That is not how an assassin acts but I suppose it works.” (x) stood beside him, laughing uncontrollably. Uraraka was in stitches alongside her.

“Let them have a little fun with it at least.” She shrugged, smiling. “They are still children after all Nighteye.” He stared at the screen, lost in thought. His eyes scanned over the students one by one, they were talking together. Sato was discussing a new pastry place he wanted to visit, Hagakure was asking Mina about the most recent hero idol album; they were kids. (x) was watching him carefully, leaning close to him. “They are the future, they have the safety of the world on their shoulders…but they’re not soldiers, they’re children…and that includes Mirio.” Nighteye could hardly keep his eyes off her. She had always been so amazing, he could have sworn she could read minds.

The final final team was getting ready to go through, but Tamaki was getting very tired and cranky. Denki chuckled, gently letting him down for a short break. “I wonder how long until he goes back to normal, do you know Sir Nighteye?” Nighteye closed his eyes for a moment.

“He should be back to normal tomorrow morning if we-“ He suddenly froze, he could see…rubble, falling from a buildng, and Tamaki… “WHERE IS TAMAKI?!” He looked around, hearing a crumbling. Nighteye could see part of a building shuddering and directly below was Tamaki with (x) followed close behind. “(X)! Look out!” He screamed, running at full speed.

(x) giggled, crouching to help Amajiki as he stumble forward when she heard someone shouting her name. The sound of cracking overhead made her gasp. It was almost slow motion, a yellow barrier forming at her fingertips to make the rubble roll away. Her heart was racing, more parts of building howering donw on them and bringing her to her knees. Her eyes were staring atraight ahead. It was like she was somewhere else entirely. Nighteye roared as he leaped forward, grabbing her and Tamaki, pulling them close to him before rolling out of the way as the debris fell and the dust settled. She was shaking, her eyes still wide. Nighteye gave her a knowing look, picking up Tamaki and leading her out of the training grounds. “It’s getting late, we’re going to continue to monitor Amajiki in the dorms…” Momo raised her hand.

“But we haven’t gone through yet, is that okay?” Nighteye seemed agitated, his hold on (x)’s shoulder tightening a little.

“It’s not an issue, we are done here Creati…” He muttered. The students were sat in the dorm lounge with (x) and Nighteye on the couch when Tamaki started to wail inconsolably. Todoroki quickly whipped up a snowball for him but he threw it defiantly as he screeched.

Mirio suddenly slapped his forehead. “He hasn’t eaten yet today! Aw man, Fatgum would kill me if he heard that…come on! Let’s figure out what we can feed him guys.” The students, all of them still intrigued by little Amajiki filed into the kitchen, along with Bakugo threatening to slap Todoroki if he so much as touched a kitchen knife.

(x) was sitting with her head laying back, her eyes closed. In her head she could see it, cracked pavement and the sounds of someone begging. Begging for death, the scent of their blood, the feeling of their body going limp. “It’s been what…two years?” She heard a voice snap her out of it. Nighteye was still beside her, concerned. “You saw them again didn’t you?...(x), we can’t save everyone you know that…”

(x) leaned forward, her head in her hands. “Yes but you never forget…every time I use my quirk, it’s all I can see…that was the first time I’ve used my quirk like that since…” Nighteye shifted closer, placing a hand on her shoulder.

“I know…and it was the right thing to do, I’m proud of you.” He stood, offering his hand. “Now as responsible teachers, we shouldn’t leave those kids unsupervised in the kitchen.” She took a deep breath, nodding. He took her hand for a moment, looking into her eyes. “If you find yourself going back there, just take my hand…I’ll pull you out.” He promised, “we need to be there for Amajiki right now but uhm well…later, if you need it I’ll be right here.” She gave him a shaky smile.

“Thank you…” Without another word they joined the students, she smiled and laughed along with them, but Nighteye would feel his face get ever so slightly warm whenever she took a hold of his hand to give him a small squeeze. The evening went by so fast from there, students filing back to their rooms. The majority fell asleep in piles around Tamaki. (x) stood, heading to one of the spare guest rooms down the hall. She and Nighteye had been given orders to stay in the dorms with the students until Tamaki recovered . Nighteye was in the room beside hers, he looked hesitant as she opened the door.

“Are you sure that you’ll be alright?” She nodded softly.

“Yes, I just need some sleep…thank you.” He watched her turn away and disappear behind the door.

He lay on his back, his fists clenched. He was very apprehensive about using his quirk on her, he never could bring himself to look into her future and he never could pin point why. Nighteye suddenly froze, sitting up and leaning his ear to the wall. He could hear something, they were quiet but there was no mistake. He threw off the blankets and immediately went into the hallway. He could hear her crying. Nighteye stood at the door, slowly raising a hand to knock. Inside his quiet knock made her jump, he could hear a small startled gasp. He winced, not wanting her to feel any more scared than she already was. (x) wrapped a small throw blanket around her shoulders, walking sleepily to the door. “I wonder if Tamaki needed something…” She mumbled, but when she opened the door to see Nighteye without his suit in nothing but sweatpants and a shirt she was very surprised. “Nighteye?...what are you doing out here, is everything okay?” He stood very stiffly, looking her directly in the eye.

“Frankly something isn’t okay…you were crying, and don’t try to lie to me…” There was no convicnging him, they stood in the kitchen holding warm mugs of tea as she leaned on the counter.

“I know that we can’t save everyone…but I can’t afford to lose anyone else like that again, not on my watch…I couldn’t take it.” Nighteye listened, choosing his words carefully.

“No one is expecting you to, you are doing amazing things for these kids…you are no less of a hero, and you are not a coward for choosing to step down.” She scoffed. He raised a brow, “I don’t need to look into the future to know that’s how you feel.” (x) took a deep breath. “(x), you need to do what’s best for your needs…but living in the past, and fearing the future are not what you need.” He let his words sink in as she polished off the tea.

“I’ve been doing better…it was just a bit of a shock today.” She couldn’t even remember the last time she had used her quirk, she had tried to once after the accident. Yes, this time had definitely been better. “I…need to push myself, and get comfortable with my quirk again…”She looked at her hands. “I need to stop pretending like it isn’t a part of me.” Nighteye gently took her empty cup, he was so close she could smell the comforting scent of his shirt. He seemed fond of fancy aftershaves.

“And…I want to be there with you every step of the way…” He couldn’t look away from her eyes, there was a deep worry hidden in his own. She smiled, tilting her head as she looked at him,

“You knew this would happen?” She asked jokingly, and to her surprise he laughed.

“No…you are an enigma to me, I have never looked into your future…but maybe if I had things could have gone differently that day..” She shook her head.

“No, don’t do that…that’s no going to help either of us.” He nodded, shaking a little. Why was he so nervous? “Why haven’t you looked into my future before? I’m curious…” She added, still looking at him with that smile that made him feel so weak.

“I…” He took a deep breath, leaning closer. “I feared a future, without me in it…”This time he took her hand. Squeezing it tightly. “A future where I couldn’t talk to you like this…” (X) placed her hand to his cheek, turning his face up to look into her own once more. “(X)…” He murmured.

“I wouldn’t want that future either…” She whispered, her heart racing in her chest. Nighteye rested his hands to her hips. He gently lifted her onto the counter, standing between her legs as his forehead pressed against hers. Their noses brushed softly, he was pulling her closer.

“Then let time stand still for us…just for a moment.” He leaned forward, tilting her chin up as he kissed her. His lips were soft, savouring her taste as his hands roamed up her back. Her heart stopped racing, every inch of her warm as he held her close. She was safe, she was here. His lips trailed down her face as he tucked his head in her neck. “Forgive me if I have overstepped…” He sounded nervous, which was entirely unexpected but nevertheless adorable. (x) returned the embrace, kissing his cheek before whispering in his ear.

“I only wish you had done it sooner.” He smirked into her shirt, not wanting to let go when there was a sudden thud out in the living room followed by a quiet, “ow.” The lights all were turned on as (x) and Nighteye burst into the living room to find that Tamaki was back to normal and had fallen off the couch directly onto Mirio. Midorriya sleepily sat up, unable to open his eyes in the bright lights as Uraraka sat up from the other couch surrounded by Mina, Tsu, and a very disshevelled Momo who in her half asleep state said something about missing her bed before retiring to her room. Mirio laughed ruffling Tamaki’s hair.

“Welcome back Suneater!” He was turning to as his mentor a question when he gave him a look of…impressed surprise. Nighteye suddenly realised he was still holding (x)’s hand. Never had Mirio seen his face redder, with embarrassment or rage he did not know. “Lemillion…100 pushups then straight to sleep.” Mirio looked confused, opening his mouth to protest only to have Nighteye repeat himself with his face even redder before he turned out the lights once more and lead (x) back to the guest rooms in complete silence.

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