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mx-pastelwriting · 1 year

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

Heroes x GN! Reader

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

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

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

Minors do not interact!

Endeavor (Enji Todoroki)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Gang Orca (Kugo Sakamata)

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

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

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

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

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

Eraserhead (Shota Aizawa)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Vlad King (Sekijiro Kan)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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frickingnerd · 8 months

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fatgum being jealous

pairing: taishiro toyomitsu / fatgum x gn!reader

tags: jealousy, oblivious/dense fatgum, crushes

the first time fatgum saw you talking to someone else, he thought he was sick

there was this weird feeling in his stomach, that he just couldn't get rid of

even after drinking some water, that feeling was still there

and everytime he looked at you and saw you laughing with one of his colleagues, it just got worse

eventually, he just couldn't take it anymore and walked over to you, grabbing your hand and leading you away from the other guy

he explained to you that he wasn't feeling well and that perhaps you'd know what to do about it

but once he was alone with you, that stomach ache had stopped

suddenly, it was like he had never felt unwell in the first place

he didn't realize that he had never felt sick in the first place but that what he was feeling was in fact just jealousy…

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tired-teacher-blog · 9 months

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Strawberry and Cream

Characters : Fatgum (Taishiro Toyomitsu)/ Fem reader

Warnings and Genre : NSFW/ 18+/ FoodPlay/ Oral sex (fem receiving)/ Sexual Intercourse/ Tummy Bulge/ Size Difference/ Creampie/ One Shot.

Summary : A little fun surprise for your man after a long day's work proved to be pleasurable for both of you.

Notes : I cannot believe I haven't written anything in almost a month! But glad to be making a comeback with a little something for one of my favorite pro heroes on his birthday!

Masterlist|Second Masterlist

_ "Sir, is everything okay? I was saying that we'll handle it from here, you have done a remarkable job so leave the rest to us."

_ "Oh right! I'll be off then, good night." the hero responds awkwardly before waving at the officer who is already escorting the bloodied criminal to the police car.

It was just another day's work, peaceful, uneventful, and -frankly- almost boring if not for that petty thief pulling out a gun on a poor cashier who was just doing his job and minding his own business.

It was supposed to be a typical evening of him patrolling the streets and keeping the peace like he always does, but his mind is now whirling out of control thanks to that text you sent him moments ago.

He checks his phone once again, tilting his head to the side and biting down on his lip as his eyes follow the words on the screen.

"How about a tasty treat? I'll be a good girl and wait patiently for you to come home."

He scrolls down carefully to feast his eyes on the attached picture of you holding a can of whipped cream and a small plate of strawberries, while wearing one of his large tank tops that accentuated your cleavage beautifully as it barely hung on your smaller body.

It's enticing, you're enticing, being carelessly provocative to this sweet man despite knowing your effect on him is unfair, but he loves it.

He loves this side of you, the flirty playful one that gives him a chance to spoil you like he wishes to do, since feeling your stimulated body under the tips of his fingers and hearing your melodic whimpers as you reach a blissful release, have always been his true reward..

His smile widens as he finally reaches home, he opens the door hurriedly and examins the hallway with a feverish haste while calling out for you, "sweetheart I'm here! Where are you?"

_ "Welcome home Taishiro!" and there you are, a gleam in your eye as you jump in his ample chest for the usual warm hug that never fails to bring cheerful giggles out of you, "how was work this evening?"

Your teasing continues as you purposely ignore the throbbing stiffness in his pants to plant a quick kiss on the tip of his nose instead.

_ "Don't be mean!" his whine is muffled against your neck, picking you up with ease and marching straight to your bedroom, "I want my treat now."

You cling to him with a squeal leaving your throat, your heartbeat quickens and heat rises in your loins as you brace yourself for what's awaiting.

You sink into the soft bed where he places you gently, pulling him down with you and claiming his lips in the process. He kisses you hungrily while his big warm hands sneak under your shirt to hike the garment up and off of you, "oh, so this is the only thing you're wearing? I like that." he whispers sweetly while caressing your writhing body, swallowing greedily as you're left fully exposed to his flaming eyes.

He's careful not to crush you under his weight, but you're too aroused to care as you keep tugging at him in a desperate attempt to bring him closer.

His lips travel the expanse of your neck and chest, teeth nibbling on your heated skin as he growls impatiently the lower he moves.

From the corner of his eye, he notices the can of whipped cream and the delicious looking strawberries placed on the nightstand awaiting, a discovery that makes his cock twitch and mouth salivate in anticipation.

He leans back, an angelic smile brightening his face as he proceeds to remove his attire, gaze never leaving your flushed skin while stripping off every single article separating him from your restless frame, "I'm getting really hungry sweet face." he beams delightfully, nudging your legs further apart before picking up the can of whipped cream to squirt some into his mouth and lean in to share it with you.

The sweetness tantalizing your taste buds is intoxicating as he deepens the kiss, and a string of the melted treat dribbles down your chin in a voluptuous display.

_ "This isn't going to be enough for me." he whispers softly as he moves away from your glistening lips, taking a moment to relish your needy whimpers and greedy clutches begging for him to be closer.

_ "Taishiro!" your breath hitches and eyes widen when the cool snowy delight suddenly hits your perky teats as he covers the plumpness of your breasts, licking his lips and humming gleefully at the delicious view before him.

He dives in at once to devour your luscious mounds, running his tongue along your sweetened skin and sucking on the hard nipples like a starved puppy.

You dig your nails into his fleshy arms and arch off the bed as his mouth moves lower and lower, the stickiness on his lips smearing over your tummy to leave a lingering tacky feeling behind.

His tongue dips in your belly button teasingly, twirling around the twitching cranny while his hands caress your sides.

_ "Yummy," his chuckle resonates across the spacious room as he eyes you lovingly, arm reaching out to grab one of the forgotten strawberries before crashing it between his teeth, "it's good, but it would taste even better mixed with your juices."

His forwardness causes the brightest blush to appear on your cheeks and an electrifying warmth to spread throughout your whole body, it's amazing really— always has been, how his shameless words never cease to defy the innocent expression that's constantly present upon his features.

He picks up another fresh strawberry, running his tongue over the firm piece of fruit while guarding the same doting gaze as before, his other hand brushes gently against your waist and moves down to ghost over your fluttering cunt.

_ "Taishiro wait! What are you.." and a sudden moan cuts you off as it rips past your throat when he abruptly inserts a thick digit into your sensitive core.

_ "Relax gorgeous, this is going to be fun."

Your eyes— blurry and unfocused, follow the gleaming red as it joins the finger thrusting slowly within you, tipping your head back when the grainy fruit rubs on your slippery clit.

This foreign sensation is too stimulating to resist, kindling a raw thrill that invades your veins and pushes you closer to a certain high.

_ "See? I knew you'd like it." he smiles brightly as he utters, retrieving the coated strawberry to admire before popping it into his mouth and devouring it greedily.

_ "No! Why did you stop?" you whine and thrash in an almost comical way of protesting, you were on the verge of climaxing a moment ago, but his friskiness delayed your wish.

_ "Don't worry honey, this is far from over, the night is still young after all."

A wild tremble shakes you whole as he groans his words, and remnants of the sweetness he shared with you moments ago go down your throat as you swallow thickly. Your eyes are fixed on his raging cock, craving it sheathed within you instead of his teasing finger, but knowing all too well that you'll have to wait a bit longer for it to happen.

He picks up the can of cream again, shaking it lightly while offering you a suggestive smirk before pulling out his finger and spurting some over your cunt, an action that causes your thighs to tense up and a gasp to leave your throat when he swiftly positions your legs over his shoulders to engulf your pussy into his greedy maw.

He hums with bliss as his fat tongue laps up the thick melting sugariness and traces every dip and every angle with incredible care, one of his big hands darts out to encircle his veiny length while the other is reaching out to caress your contracting tummy.

His name moves past your lips in a broken whine, and your fingers thread through his soft golden hair as he delves deeper into your heat.

His strokes quicken around his shaft and his jiggly hips thrust erratically against the mattress, he's enjoying himself immensely, hearing your erotic whimpers and feeling your stimulated body under his brute strength are driving him closer to orgasming.

_ "Taishiro, not too deep please!" you yelp a plea as his tongue rams you faster, knowing all too well that you will not last much longer if this continues.

_ "I can't help it honey, you're too yummy for me to stop." he murmurs playfully, indulging in the sweetness exuding from you as he flicks his tongue up and down on your pulsating clit.

Your grip on his hair tightens and your blurry eyes squeeze shut as his words vibrate against you.

It's hard to hold on any longer and he knows it, he knows you well, understands your needs and desires and happily fulfills them each and every time, "I'm cumming! Taishiro don't stop!" and hearing you utter these words is music to his ears.

He does as instructed, ravishing you fervidly until you're spasming with intense pleasure that messes with you whole, and only halting when you finally fall limp underneath his persistence while pulling on his locks feebly.

Gasps for air, followed by satisfied sighs leave your throat and fill the already warm space surrounding you. Your eyes are finally focused and ears have stopped ringing just in time to hear him speak, "thank you for the delicious meal love, are you feeling alright?"

He sits up as he speaks, licking his lips and swallowing your essence with a content hmm before lowering your legs gently. His sweet smile is brightening his face again as he reaches out for another strawberry to pop into his mouth while awaiting your response.

_ "Kiss me Tai.." you're in a haze still, have barely comprehended his question while your eyes are fixed on the vibrant red disappearing behind his teeth.

He chuckles lively, running a tender touch along your sides and wrapping his plush arms around your waist before pulling you flush to his snuggly chest, "anything for you princess."

Remnants of the distinguished taste carried by your lover spread through your warm tongue as your lips mold sloppily together, addicting, intoxicating, an unusual mixture of fruit freshness and sultry slick.

His large hands ground your incredibly smaller body on top of him, holding and swaying you effortlessly like a ragdoll.

His long beefy cock rests proudly on your tummy, rubbing against you in a show of how deep he'll be sheathed inside you a moment later.

Your lonely cunt squeezes around nothing as warmth starts polling in the pit of your stomach again, your nails dig into the soft flesh of his shoulders and arms, while your hips thrust lightly against him in a futile endeavour to feel him nearer.

_ "So you're ready for me babe?" his lips leave yours and slide down your chin, jaw, neck and collarbone, trailing butterfly kisses along the way and savoring the sweetness upon your skin.

_ "Yes Tai, please don't make me wait any longer." you whimper shamelessly, squeaky voice quivering and hot breath fanning over his face as it leaves you.

He smirks amusingly while helping you up on shaky knees and aligning his enormous shaft with your tiny expectant hole before lowering you on himself carefully.

_ "Fuck! I'm barely in and I'm already losing my mind," he hisses eagerly, almost painfully as your sopping walls squeeze him hard, "relax gorgeous, let's do it slowly."

It's taking everything in him not to plunge you roughly on his dick, but you're eager for more, you want him deep into your core where he belongs, if only he would allow you to take him all in already.

_ "Taishiro, I don't want it slow, please.." you claw at the large hands cradling your butt cheeks, rolling your hips impatiently while whimpering each word.

_ "As you wish princess."

Your eyes pop out of your head and your breath gets caught in your throat as he plants you mercilessly on his penis, the smooth head kissing your cervix with one single thrust before retrieving to the tip as he easily picks you up again.

His husky growls are mixed with your broken moans as he slams into your heat repeatedly, setting an unforgiving pace like you've requested.

_ "Would you look at that, I can clearly see myself moving inside you babe, can you feel me? Right here." his warm palm covers the bulge peering under your flesh, while the other engulfs your bum more securely to bounce you harder on the shaft reaching your gut.

_ "I can.. I can feel you so.. so deep inside." you place a shaky hand on top of his own as words leave your mouth in a slur, the thrilling sensation of his veiny cock rubbing against your insides is heavenly, a sensation that's building up gradually in every fiber of your being.

_ "You're so warm and tight, I want to fill you with everything I've got." he latches on to your neck as he groans, sucking on the soft skin right below your ear.

You can tell he's nearing his own release from the throbbing stiffness grazing your walls erratically, "do it Tai, cum inside me." you're close as well, striving to reach a blissful high together with him.

His long thick fingers slide down your belly and attain your tender clit, caressing the delicate cherry slowly while his thrusts maintain the same momentum.

A sudden gasp escapes you at the added stimulus, and a mumble of unintelligible utterances flow past your lips as the second wave of heat washes over your body and provokes an uncontrollable tremble that shakes you like a measly leaf in his titanic hold.

_ "That's it, that's my girl.. ah fuck! I'm cumming too.." the sound of his voice is rough, and his lunges are somehow harder and deeper than before.

You melt in his big chest and give in to the exhilarating sensation of being filled with his creamy seed, sloshing noises echo off the walls as he thrusts the overflowing semen back into your overstimulated core before finally coming to a halt with his cock still buried deep within you, "that.. was fun.." his eyes follow the half empty can of cream and the couple of strawberries left on the plate, while an innocent chuckle follows his words and a gentle kiss is placed on top of your head as you both strive to catch your breaths, "are you feeling well sweetheart?"

_ "Hmm yeah.. I'm tired though.. and sleepy." your eyes are slowly closing, and your body is already melting against his own.

You wish you could stay that way forever, in his affectionate embrace, safe, protected, and loved.

_ "You don't need to lift a finger gorgeous, I'll take care of everything."

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zenphiaaa · 7 months

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Fun (Taishiro Toyomitsu)

Shy!Fatgum x Gen!LoveSick!Reader

<> When you first confessed to the big man, he didn't believe you

<> How could someone as pretty and bright as you like him?

<> It took a few tries and many heartfelt conversations for him to even believe you

<> But your still not together for some reason

<> It's not that he doesn't like you back! He's just completely unsure about the whole thing

<> People never liked him or him you know? If someone ever approached him it was due to his hero status

<> Not that he never expected it, but it does something to your self-esteem after so many tries of finding love and to only be left with bitter disappointment

<> So he was cautious about handing his heart over to you

<> It was fine with you however! You knew the man had reservations about being in a romantic relationship much less accepting feeling of another person

<> So while he tried to accept the fact that your feelings were real, you decided that you were going to woo the heck out of the man

<> With a never wavering confidence you pulled out all the tricks and tips that those romance movies have shown you

<> You didn't watch the notebook for nothing you know

<> So you bring lunch, sometimes homemade sometimes it was from that stall down the street. Though Taishiro always looked the happiest when he ate something made from your hands

<> Bringing in protein shakes for him and his sidekicks after a hard day of extra training

<> The first time you brought him flowers he had nearly cried in gradutite

<> Even if he never returns your feelings, you knew the man deserved someone who would treat him good. So you decided to continue on your ways until Taishiro finds someone, even if it's not you

<> As time went on, your confidence slowly started to diminish, while the man didn't show signs of distaste towards your feelings or actions he never voiced his support either

<> You tried to steel yourself in your feelings but at the end of the day, you were only human with a bleeding heart

A quiet sigh escaped your lips as you watched the scene unfold in front of you. You knew that Taishiro was shy around others, especially those of the opposite sex. So how was he able to talk to her like that? Like it was normal? You tried to shove the ugly jealous monster down but it kept peeking its head out the longer the interaction lasted.

While the conversations the two of you had shared were full of childhood stories, and wishes for the future. He never once smiled like that for you. It was almost like the shine in his eyes were brighter and the smile on his eyes streached so wide you could see it in his eyes.

With a small huff you gently placed the bxed lunch down on the counter before turning the other direction and taking your leave. You knew it was petty to leave without saying goodbye but in the moment all you could foucs on was the hurt you felt.

You were almost sure that Taishiro did share your fellings 100% but then again, you weren't together. So who's to say that someone who would be a better fit would come around for the male? As you exited through the final doors of the building, a weight seemed to settle down on your chest. You were already feeling guilty about leaving without saying anything.

At the same time you won't cry in front of a guy again, your heart wouldn't be able to handle that. You did promise yourself that you would be happy for your friend if he did find someone that wasn't you. Unfortunately it seemed like he did, and all you could do was lick your wounds and makeup a stomache flu excuse for your behavior today.

You hoped your heart wouldn't break to much.

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whatawonderfulexistence--blog · 1 year

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My Girl (Fatgum x Fem! Reader) SMUT

This fic was purely self indulgent because I've been going through a lot recently and Fatgum's one of my comfort characters, so, be nice, please.

WARNINGS: MINORS DNI, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, 18+, SMUT, AFAB reader, Fem! Reader, use of she/her pronouns, mentions of body dysmorphia and lack of self esteem, mentions of weight, p in v sex, pussy eating, Dom! Taishiro, being restrained by partner, praise kink, size kink, unprotected sex, other than that just pure fluff (lmk if I missed anything.) Enjoy!

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You paused the work you were doing on your laptop when your phone began buzzing on your nightstand. You looked at the caller ID curiously, it was your boss. He never called you on your day off. You answered the call in a panic, surely something had to be wrong. Fatgum was always trying to ensure you were resting properly. 'You work too hard as it is, sweets. I don't want you to worry about work at home too.' "Hey! You busy today?" Your body instantly relaxed at the sound of his usual jovial tone on the other end of the line.

"Not in the slightest." You set your laptop on your bed next to you, wanting to give him your undivided attention. "Do you need me to come in today?"

"Do you really think I'd ask you to come in on your day off?" You stifled a giggle at his mockingly offended tone. "I was going to do some shopping and stuff around the city today… I would like you to come with me if you can. Maybe I could take you out to dinner while we're out?"

"Are you asking me out on a date?" You could hear his nervous stuttering on the other end of the line.

"I… Um, yeah, I guess I am." He chuckles. "Would you like to go on a date with me?" The words came out slowly, the briefest of pauses between each one as if he was carefully thinking about every syllable that left his lips

"I would love to, Tai." You couldn't keep the beaming smile off your face.

"Great!" His voice flooded with relief. "I'll pick you up in an hour." The two of you exchanged your goodbye's before you hung up to get ready. You had been working with Tai for years now, he was someone you very quickly learned to call a friend. However, throughout your years of working in such close proximity with him you had developed a little crush on the BMI hero. It was nice to see that your feelings weren't one sided, but, you would be lying if you said you weren't still a little nervous. You must have tried on everything in your wardrobe before deciding on an outfit, groaning as nothing fit you exactly how you wanted it to. You knew you shouldn't be putting so much thought into this. You had come such a long way with Taishiro's help, but as you looked at yourself in the mirror you couldn't help but have doubts. Part of the reason you wanted to work under Taishiro in the first place was because of what he stood for. Fatgum made being big something to be proud of. Your squishy tummy and muscular thighs were something to be celebrated, not ridiculed. You put on an outfit you felt confident in, and it helped you feel a bit better. It was funny really, whenever you started to feel negatively about how you looked you would always think back to Tai. Numerous press events, formal dinners, company trips, he was there to build you up whenever your confidence wavered. Now should be no different. Before you realized it an hour had passed, you perked up at the sound of someone gently knocking at your door. There in front of you stood Taishiro in his civilian form, holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers. You were a bit shocked when you saw him, you were so used to Fatgum that you had forgotten what he looked like in his civilian form. Loose white Tshirt hanging off his frame, messy blond hair falling perfectly against his forehead, the only thing resembling the hero you knew so well was his unmistakable smile.

"You brought me flowers?" You were in awe that he remembered what your favorites were, something you had only told him once in passing a while ago.

"Pretty flowers for the prettiest girl I know." You inhaled their sweet aroma as you took the bouquet from him, inviting him inside while you looked for a vase to put it in. "Thank you for letting me take you on a date." You gently grabbed his arm, squeezing his bicep with a small smile.

"There isn't anyone I'd rather go on a date with." You notice him blush slightly at your compliment. "I almost didn't recognize you when I opened the door, it's been a long time since I've seen you in civilian form." He looks down at the floor, kicking his toe against the hardwood.

"I figured you'd rather go on a date with Taishiro… not Fatgum." You couldn't help but notice his dejected tone. You take a step closer to him, reaching out and taking his hand in yours.

"Tai, I like you for you, not how fat of skinny you are." Golden eyes finally find yours, smile already returning to his lips. "You make me laugh, you and I could talk about anything for hours and I would never get bored, you give amazing hugs." You giggle and he laughs, thumb languidly running over your knuckles. "Those are the things that made me fall for you, not some silly number. Besides, fat form or not, I think you're incredibly handsome." You let out a flustered giggle at such a direct complement. He pulled you to him, arms wrapping tightly around you as his chin rested in the top of your head.

"Have I ever told you how amazing you are." He squeezes you, earning yet another laugh from your much smaller form. "Let's go have some fun, yeah?" You nod, fingers lacing with his as you leave your apartment building. The two of you made your way to what many considered the shopping district of the city, your eyes wide as you peruzed the window displays of each store. You paused in front of one shop in particular, a sexy little cocktail dress catching your attention. "You'd look great in that darlin'." You jumped slightly at Taishiro's voice right next to your ear. He saw the hesitance in your expression, knowing exactly the thought process you were going through. His hands fell on your waist, a blush immediately erupting on your cheeks. You could feel the heat radiating from his body as he remained just far enough away so as to not have his whole torso pressed against your back. "Why don't you go try it on? I'd like to see it on you." You swallowed thickly, nodding and placing your hands on top of his. He kept an arm securely around you as you headed into the store, Taishiro doing all of the talking so you wouldn't feel pressured. The sales associate inside was more than happy to help. She walked with you to the dressing rooms in the back, Taishiro making himself comfortable on one of the chairs just outside with an excited smile on his face.

"You and your boyfriend are absolutely adorable." She squeals quietly. You thanked her, the self doubt that was still flooding your mind making it hard to focus. She brought you the dress you had your eye on, helping you get zipped up before you returned to the main floor. At the first sight of you Taishiro's jaw dropped. He fumbled with his wallet, pulling out his credit card and passing it off to the sales associate.

"Tai, you really don't have to do that," you hurried over to him. "I'm not even sure if I like it." He stood, taking your hand and bringing you over to the full length mirror by the dressing rooms. He turned you so you could look at yourself, your arms immediately coming up to cross over your torso. You felt so exposed. He ran his hands up and down your sides, over every curve you felt insecure about.

"You look beautiful, sweets." He stooped down to rest his chin on your shoulder. "Is there anything I can do? I want my girl to feel as pretty as I think she looks."

"Your girl, huh?" You saw Taishiro's face flush in the reflection. You looked at yourself in the mirror again, letting your arms fall to the side. Tai's compliment didn't take away your insecurity but it definitely helped dull the sting it left in your chest. "You promise I look okay?"

"You look more than okay darlin'." He hugs you from behind. "You look perfect." The sales associate returns with a bag for your clothes that still remained in the dressing room, Taishiro convincing you to wear the dress out of the store. You tried to argue that it wouldn't go with your sneakers, but he couldn't be swayed. As you walked you reached out for his hand once more, he laced his fingers with yours eagerly. You couldn't remember the last time you had this much fun. The two of you made your way from shop to shop, giddy and laughing the entire way. Taishiro never left your side; whether the two of you were holding hands, he had an arm wrapped around your shoulders, or he was pulling you into a hug, your thoughts didn't have a chance to deviate away from the butterflies he gave you. You sat across from him at a small table in an outdoor noodle shop you had stumbled across as your day wound down. Chin resting in your hands as you watched him carry on a jovial conversation with the shop owner. You had already known, but today really cemented things for you. You were in love with him. "And she'll have the same." He turns to look at you once more with that breathtaking smile. "I hope you don't mind that I ordered for you."

"I trust your judgment on the food here." You giggle. He reaches across the table and takes your hand in his, gently rubbing his thumb over your knuckles.

"I really wish today didn't have to end, I've had a really good time with you." His gaze lingered on your lips for just a moment, but it was enough to get you flustered. You thought about kissing this man more often than you would like to admit. Now, with him sitting here in the soft orange lantern light, the warmth of his hand mingling with your own, the thought was beginning to creep its way to the front of your mind yet again. The two of you gradually began to lean closer to each other over the table as you quietly conversed, the background buzz of the other patrons lost to you. You were startled apart by your food arriving at the table. After a delicious meal and fantastic company Taishiro walked you home, cutting through the park to spend just a little more time with him. Your intertwined hands swung between you as your conversation carried on. You both fell silent as you came across a street performer who was playing a soft melody on his guitar. Taishiro paused and looked down at you. "Would you like to dance, darlin'?"

"I would love to." You say quietly. Taishiro wraps an arm around your waist, gazing longingly into your eyes as you swayed with him in the warm night air. Crickets and frogs accompanying the instrumentals as your heart pounded in your chest. "I… really like you Tai." He smiles softly down at you, the hand on your waist giving you a gentle squeeze.

"I really like you too." His voice barely above a whisper as golden eyes remained locked with yours. You noticed him swallow thickly, tongue peeking out to wet his lips before he slowly began to inch his face closer to yours. Your eyes slid shut as his grip on your waist tightened, pulling you flush against him. It was perfect, he was perfect, his lips were hovering over yours when suddenly you were interrupted.

"Hey is that Fatgum?" You both sighed, opening your eyes you were met with the sight of an apologetic smile on his lips as his fans rushed over to him. Being a well known hero like him had its drawbacks sometimes, you had been working with him long enough that privacy could be a luxury. After some casual conversation and photos were taken the two of you continued on your way, eventually arriving at your apartment.

"Sorry bout that." He chuckles bashfully.

"It's really okay, I wouldn't want you to sacrifice your reputation with your fans just for me." You step closer to him, resting your hands on his chest. "Besides… I'm really hoping this isn't the only date we get to go on."

"Oh, don't you worry, sweets, I plan on spoiling my girl every chance I get." Your heart fluttered at him calling you his girl. He pulls you into a tight hug, neither one of you wanting to let go. As you pulled back you placed a soft kiss to his cheek. "Goodnight." He stood in front of you with a bashful expression, rocking slightly on his heels.

"Goodnight, I'll see you tomorrow." You both wave as you close your door. You let out a sigh as you kicked off your shoes, about to head out of your entry way when there was a knock at your door. You opened it to see Taishiro still standing there.

"I'm sorry… I just-" He lets out a frustrated groan as he stutters before pulling you to him. His lips crashed against yours with such passionate ferocity or caused you to stumble back, one of his arms circling around your waist, the other gripping firmly onto the doorframe to keep you both upright. Kissing Taishiro made you feel like you were floating. His lips soft and warm against yours as the entirety of him flooded your senses. The sweet, musky scent of his cologne. His hand gripping your waist as he held you as close to him as he could. His hair soft against your fingers as they tangled into it. It was probably the best kiss you had ever experienced. Your lips trailed after his as he reluctantly pulled back. A warm hand found its way to your face from the doorframe, your head still spinning from the kiss.

You stood there, wide eyed and breathless as you gazed up at him, your body hot with want. "Tai, would you like to come inside?" He responded simply by scooping you up in strong arms, pushing through the half open door and ducking his head under the doorframe as he entered your apartment. The door was closed and your back was pressed against it, Taishiro's size and strength allowing him to move your body around with ease. Your legs wrapped around his torso as he settled himself between your thighs, lips finding yours again with ease as he hungrily captured your lips with his own. A massive hand cups your jaw with an almost shocking delicacy, Taishiro's presence already beginning to overwhelm you in such a short amount of time. His thumb swipes over your cheek as he gazes down at you, his expression a mixture of lust and nerves.

"Are you sure this is okay, sweetheart?" You felt your chest swell at the care he was putting into making sure you were comfortable. You pushed your fingers through his messy blond hair.

"I'm sure." Your voice soft and small as it left you. Despite the fact that Taishiro wanted you more than anything else in the world at the moment, yet still held you so delicately, allowed you to feel safe. You knew the man before you better than anyone, and you were eager to see what kind of mind numbing pleasure he would help you experience. Your hands rest on his chest, he still scanned your features for any sign of apprehension. "I want to experience all of you Taishiro." That was all it took to send him tumbling over the edge. A low growl rumbled in his chest as he attacked your neck, lips leaving a trail of fire across your skin. You couldn't help but gasp at the feeling of his rough, calloused fingers sliding underneath the hem of your dress, successfully hiking the fabric up to your waist with ease.

"Such a pretty little thing you are darlin'." He massaged your thighs, the room filled with the chorus of small gasps and moans that fell effortlessly from your lips as he nipped and sucked dark marks onto your cleavage. "I want everyone to know you're mine after tonight sweets." You let out a surprised yelp as Taishiro dropped to his knees, throwing your legs over his shoulders and bringing him face to face with your already soaked cunt. "You like to be tossed around a little. Don't you, princess?" You bit your lip, your head connecting with the wood behind you with a full thud. Your cheeks burned, embarrassed that he managed to get you turned on so easily. Taishiro chuckles at your expression before placing soft kisses along your thigh. You squirmed in his grasp, his hot breath fanning over your exposed skin. "Be a good girl and sit still for me darlin'." You would have laughed if you weren't in such an exposing predicament. It's not like you had a choice whether or not you would sit still, Tai had his arms snaked around your thighs in a vice grip, you couldn't have escaped even if you wanted to. You whined, fingers tangling in his hair, the pet name turning you on even more. You wanted to be good for him, to have him push you over the edge of your climax over and over again until you went limp. But, even in just your day to day life, Taishiro was a tease; Rolling up his sleeves to show up his muscular forearms and hands as he perched himself just a little too close to you at your desk to read something, he was very good at getting you flustered with the simplest actions. Now was no different. Panties ripped from your body and discarded as he kissed the lower half of your body everywhere besides where you needed him to most.

"Tai," you whine his name, giving his hair a gentle tug, "please." He rested his head against your thigh, looking up at you with a smirk as he noticed just how needy you were for him. He hadn't even touched you yet and you were already coming undone before his eyes. His eyes kept you locked in place, keeping eye contact with you as he finally gave you some relief. You cried out for him, giving his hair another firm tug. You felt him smirk against you at your outburst, satisfied with your reaction. He ate you out like you were his last meal, every movement from his skilled tongue threatening to send your climax crashing over you. Your body moved on its own as you ground your soaked pussy against his face. He hums against you, glad to see you enjoying yourself. You gasped as he slipped a finger inside you, wanting to get you as prepared as possible for later. "Fuck, you're so good at this." You couldn't help but giggle, your head swimming in pure pleasure.

His thumb replaced his tongue against your clit, rubbing circles at a firm, even pace over the already sensitive nub. "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself." He chuckles. "Think you can keep up? You're already looking pretty fucked out sweets." You could hear the shit eating grin in his voice, your response cut off with a moan as he slipped another finger inside of you. Your cunt was already stretched around his fingers alone, you couldn't even begin to imagine what his cock would feel like inside of you. You pushed down on his fingers, strangled gasps and moans leaving your shaking frame as he inched you closer to your orgasm. "Are you going to finish for me darlin'?" You nod, biting down on your lip to try and quiet your sounds. "Eyes on me sweets, I want you to look at me while you cum." Your face burned as you locked eyes with him, your head empty aside from any command he gave you. His mouth returns to your sex, assaulting your clit with his tongue before sucking it roughly into his mouth. You screamed his name as you climaxed, your legs shaking, crushing Taishiro's head between them in the process. He places one last kiss on your clit once he finishes with you, causing you to jolt. He helps you down off of his shoulders, arms never ceasing to support you as your feet hit the cold wooden floor. "Where's the bedroom?" You attempted to start walking in its direction, your legs felt like jelly as they struggled to keep you upright. You giggled as he scooped you up in his arms again.

"It's the last door on the left." He carries you through the door, setting you gently on the bed before leaning down to kiss you, the taste of you still on his lips. He tugged at the bottom of your dress, asking your permission to fully remove it. You gave him a nervous nod in response, allowing him to peel the fabric off your body. He took in the full sight of you with a smile, you couldn't help but notice the massive bulge in his pants as he stood in front of you.

"You are so beautiful sweets." He pulled his shirt over his head. Even in his civilian form he still had the soft tummy you loved so much, the softly defined muscles of his arms and chest, he really was flawless. As he stepped out of his pants you realized you were in trouble. Taishiro's impressive length looked like it was enough to rip your small frame in two. He chuckles at the slight fear he saw in your eyes. "Don't worry darlin', I'm gonna take my time getting you ready." He was back on you in an instant, lips finding yours with ease as he carefully laid you back. His massive paw cupped your sex, slowly palming you to help you relax. You whimpered softly, grinding against him to try and get more friction. He chuckles, "not enough sweetheart?" His thumb runs languid circles against the bundle of nerves, still sensitive from your last climax you moan softly into the crook of his neck. Two fingers teased at your entrance before they pushed inside you. The intensity of being so suddenly stretched open caused you to tense, Taishiro stopped the instant he felt it. Soft kisses were placed along your neck and shoulder, "just relax princess, I got you. You doin' alright?" You nod against him, arms holding onto him as tightly as you could manage. Your muscles loosened, allowing him to fully slide his fingers inside you. You feel him start to move slowly inside of you, fingers rapidly being able to slip in and out of you with ease as they become slick with your juices. Your feverish panting and Taishiro's gentle praise broke up the silence. "Such a good girl, you take my fingers so well, sweets, you're doing such a good job." A veil of sweat now covered your skin, every small touch sent a jolt of electricity across your exposed body. Your nails dug into his back as Taishiro added a third finger. You hissed at the slight sting but urged him to keep going, it felt incredible and you didn't want him to stop. The slow thrusting of his fingers began to pick up again, everytime brushing a certain spot inside of you that numbed your mind completely. Your vision went white as your second orgasm hit you, this one even more intense than the first one. You whimpered and squirmed in his grasp. Taishiro looked down at your quivering form with bright eyes as his thumb picked up its pace on your clit.

"Taishiro, fuck!" Your fingers raked down his back, you were sure you had left marks behind but he didn't seem phased in the slightest. A second orgasm crashed into you right after the other one. You bit down on his shoulder to muffle the scream that ripped through you. He gradually slowed his pace, allowing you to come down from your high. You looked down to see his free hand pumping his massive erection. You placed a hand on his chest, letting your head fall back against the mattress as you tried to regain control of your breathing. "Lube… bottom drawer… just give me a second." You giggled through your panting. Taishiro retrieved the bottle, before he had the chance to prepare himself, you decided to help him. You placed a hand on his waist, nudging him in the direction of the bed. He says down without complaint, smirking as he watches you squirt copious amounts of lube into your palm. You gently pushed the head of his cock against your hand, he let out a low groan, his head tilting back slightly as he kept himself propped up on his elbows to watch you.

"Fuck, sweetheart. Your hands feel really good." He smiles, his flushed cheeks and blown out pupils leaving nothing to the imagination about how good you were making him feel. You pumped him slowly, a soft moan escaping his lips whenever your palm dragged over his tip. Now sufficiently lubed up, Taishiro grabbed you by your waist and tossed you onto the mattress, eliciting an excited squeal from you. "You ready darlin'?" You nodded, attempting to let your body relax as much as possible. He ran the tip of his cock along your entrance, the lube making you even more wet than you already were. He slowly eased into you, stopping at any sign of discomfort and allowing you to adjust. You leaned into his touch as he rested a hand on your cheek, groaning as he got as deep inside of you as he possibly could. You whimpered as your walls stretched around his thick length, hiding your face against him as he sat there motionless, allowing you to adjust. "I'm gonna try and move princess, stop me if it's too much." He eases himself out of you and carefully pushes back in. Placing gentle kisses against the side of your face, telling you repeatedly how good you're doing, how incredible you felt around him. Slowly the discomfort dissipated and you were filled with nothing but pure pleasure.

"Faster." You stammer out. Taishiro wasted no time on your request, gradually picking up speed until your screams of pleasure were the only sound that filled the room. He kissed you hard, the ruthless thrusting paired with his lips on yours taking your breath away. You tugged him back by his hair slightly, "I'm gunna-fuck." The words you were trying to get out were cut off by your high pitched whine, your toes curling and head spinning from how good he was making you feel.

"Me too sweetheart." His thrusts were starting to get sloppy, his intensity dropping as he neared his own climax. He quickly pulled out of you, pumping his cock as hot ropes of cum shot all over your stomach and chest. He gave you one more soft kiss l, looking lovingly into your eyes as he gently cupped your face. "How are you feeling, princess?"

You nodded, voice coming out in a horse croak as you spoke, "wonderful." Taishiro chuckles, giving you a quick peck before he stood up.

"I'll be right back, I think I saw your bathroom across the hall right?" You nodded, watching him as he disappeared only to come back a few moments later with a cloth to clean you up with. "Alright sweets, let's get you cleaned up, yeah?" He carefully ran the warm washcloth over your body, being as gentle as he possibly could as he cleaned you up. You hissed as he ran the cloth over your sex, knowing you would be incredibly sore come morning. "Sorry 'bout that sweetheart."

"It's okay, I didn't expect to walk away unscathed." The two of you shared a laugh as he discarded the cloth and crawled into bed next to you, helping you under the covers. He pulled you into his arms, you nuzzled against his chest.

"Do you, um… do you want to make things official?" He asked you nervously. You rest your chin on his chest, gazing up at him with an expression nothing short of pure adoration.

"Tai," he turned his gaze down to look at you as you said his name. "I've had feelings for you for a long time. Today was… perfect. I would go up to the roof and scream that you're my boyfriend right now if my legs would carry me there." He chuckles, running his fingers through your hair.

"Your boyfriend, huh? And you're my girlfriend." He beams down at you, you nod with a giggle. "I'd really like that." You push yourself upwards to kiss him before snuggling into his side. You drifted off in his arms that night, completely content now that he was at your side. You woke up the next morning to the smell of breakfast cooking in the kitchen. You got yourself dressed, stretching as you wandered your way into the kitchen. Taishiro stood there in nothing but his boxers, the sight alone was enough to bring a smile to your face. You hugged him from behind, placing a kiss between his shoulder blades before laying your head against his back. "Mornin' darlin'."

"Morning." You sigh sleepily. You were about to ask him how long he'd been up when there was a frantic knock at the door. Peering out into the hallway you saw Taishiro's two sidekicks standing there with a nervous expression. "Kirishima, Amajiki, what are you two doing here?"

"Fatgum's missing, we've been trying to call him all morning, he never made it to the office-" Kirishima was cut off by their mentor appearing behind you in the doorway. "Oh-"

"I forgot to charge my phone. Smart plan coming to (Y/N)'s though, good job boys." He wraps an arm around your shoulders, the two of them absolutely dumbfounded by what they were seeing. "Come on in, I'm making breakfast."

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fatgum-sugarplum · 2 years

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Taishiro with your legs thrown over his shoulders as he pins you to the wall, face buried in your wet cunny.

Taishiro who eats you out like a man starved, sucking on your sensitive clit til you cream for the third time that night.

Taishiro with that devilish grin on his face as he praises you, "That's it pretty thing, cum for me...give me all of that sweet little cunt."

Taishiro who leaves you a shaking, babbling mess. He isn't anywhere near finished with you. He has energy to spare.

#taishiro toyomitsu x reader #fat gum #fat gum x reader #fatgum #fatgum smut #I ahve the bRAIN ROT TONIGHT #fkfjdkkdksls #want him.to lixk my pussy 🥺🥺🥺🥺

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s3thwrit3sstuff · 11 months

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❝ Breathe through it ❞

warnings: dub. con. (the reader is mostly being a brat), daddy kink, d. penetration (one hole), overstimulation, AFAB terminology (clit referred to as dick though)

masterlist: pt1; pt2; pt3

They want you without the commitment, so you decide to show them the roster full of people you could choose from.

There's an incessant buzzing on your bed. The screen of your phone lights up with 'Dick for Brains' as the caller ID and you watch as it eventually fades, casually drying off the nape of your neck as the wisps of steam from your bathroom whisper against the small of your back. The screen lights up again. You roll your eyes, reaching down to turn it over. You drop the towel around your waist onto the floor, stepping over the puddle of cloth to open your closet doors. Standing there in all your naked glory, you begin humming as you eye the array of clothing before you. A ruffle of fur brushes your fingers and you fight a scowl as you realize what jacket it was. "Fuck them" you mutter distastefully "Treating me like I'm some goddamn prostitute". You rummage with sudden vigour, reaching for your neglected articles of clothing.

You, out of all people, should know that when it came to fuckboys there's no time to feel regret at their lack of commitment. Most would call you a variation of a fuckboy yourself - though you don't regret being your flirtatious self, ever. You were transparent in your disinterest in a relationship (with someone you weren't attracted to outside of the bedroom). But Dabi and Tomura? They were slutty fucking bastards. Perhaps they knew how well you could fit into their lives, which scared them. It didn't take a genius to know the two of them had a particularly strong case of abandonment issues. Anyone could claim you were being an armchair psychologist but the way they act has you itching to make an appointment with a therapist. Conniving, shitty, man-children. It was one thing to turn your less-than-innocent rendezvous into just...three dudes hanging out (truly, your standards had lowered because why did Dabi and Tomura sharing food with you make your heart race when they've swapped cum in your mouth?). It was another to chase off potential bedmates from you when you three were out in a club — of which prior, you had expressed your annoyance at their want to have you exclusively while they had more flings.

A sheer material flutters by your knuckles. When you pull the garment out it's a beautiful, oversized, button-up shirt. The cutting of the shirt was nothing special, however, the design was breathtaking. Holding it up to the light, you chew on your lower lip with a gleeful twinkle in your eyes. It was see-through though the darker colour of the design was meant to mimic a cinched waist while the outer lavender hue nearly disappeared in the light. You lay it down on your bed, grab your still buzzing phone and reject the call from 'Daddy Issues Central' before calling up your friends. "Well, well, well".

You land on your bed with an 'oomph' stroking the chosen top with a giggle pouring from your lips. "Look who came crawling back, your new boy toys finally bored you?" "Something like that" Your bed creaks as you roll onto your back, touching your lobes as you ponder which piercings to decorate it with. A thrum of musing came from the phone.

"They lasted a while, did they shatter when you left? I need details" they sang and from the sound of movement, you figured they were getting ready as well. "Haven't dropped them" Your sigh makes the sounds halt then a series of 'nonono'. They groaned, "God - (Y/N), don't tell me this is going to be another repeat of Mirai Sasa- whatever the fuck that guy's name was". "He wasn't that bad" you defended. "He quite literally got on his knees and begged for you to 'return back to your rightful future' with him" They shift the phone from their hand to their shoulder and your giggle makes them snort. "Trust me, these guys are not the grovelling type" an idea of a full outfit pops into your head. Raising from the bed, you bounce towards your closet. "Where are you going?" you ask. "Why are you assuming I'm going out?" "It's a Saturday night and you," a grunt leaves your lips as you toss a pair of unworthy shorts over your shoulder, "Just posted something about your boss' son getting the promotion you wanted on your Instagram story". "...Fine, I'm going to the Boy Toy Club in like 25 fucking minutes. You think you can get all dolled up in time, (Y/N)?" Your chuckle makes them roll their eyes fondly. "30 minutes? Pleaseee" "You better be glad I fucking love you". "Who fucking doesn't?" your friend groans and you end the call with a smile. Though it disappears as Dabi's calling you for what feels like the 500th fucking time. "Ugh".

Tomura's seen Dabi irritated before. Despite his cool-headedness, he knows better than anyone that underneath is a simmering beast that bares its teeth at the slightest provocation.

Right now, Dabi's lower jaw is jutted forward and Tomura sees his cheeks being sucked in as he chews on it, brows centred and hooding his eyes with a brewing storm. Tomura doesn't fare any better. He's been scratching at his neck, sighs of displeasure escaping him while he bounces a knee. The store had long closed, the humming of the AC muffling the men's obvious annoyance as it thickens in the air. "You pissed him off" Tomura accuses "He was the perfect fucking lay and your stupid mouth pissed him off!"

"Oh, can it, Shiggy!" Dabi warned, pushing himself off the couch and running his fingers through his hair. "They're other sluts, other 'perfect lays' Just get the fuck up and wear your jacket" Tomura's face scrunches in an incredulous expression as he throws his hands in the air. "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?!" "It means we're going to a club, dick for brains" Dabi has his leather jacket over his shoulders, Tomura's jacket in his hand while the other was holding a box of cigarettes and a lighter. "You're a loser but you're still handsome" Tomura mocks him under his breath, eyes settling into a glare as Dabi holds firmly onto his chin to tilt his head up. Blue eyes flicker to his crotch and Tomura shoves Dabi away with his palm against his navel. "Cock's nice too - there'll be bitches slobbering all over it so come on." He turns to the entrance, lighting the cigarette and shouldering the door open while Tomura bounces the store's keys in one hand and slips the other in the arm of his jacket. "You're drivin' us there, we don't need him".

Dabi's sorely mistaken. Tomura's pressed against his side, cock being pleasured by a hand that's not yours while Dabi's was in a mouth that was, also, not yours. The only thing that was keeping both of them hard was the fact they were shoving each other's tongues down their throats.

"Shit" he hears Tomura hiss, peeking his eyes open to see him push the redhead away from his side. "What the fuck, dude?!" he exclaims. Tomura pants, pulling away from Dabi to stuff his dick back in his pants. "Who the fuck taught you how to give handjobs? A sheet of sandpaper?" Tomura sneered, making Dabi groan as he shoved the guy sucking his dick off, though keeping him drunk on its taste by letting their lips hover by the side with his thigh cushioning his cheek. "Fuck you, I've been jerking you off for 15 minutes — It's not my fault your dicks are broken!" Tomura tells him to fuck off and they do with a string of curses. Dabi taps the one on his lap, earning hazy eyes looking oh-so-sweetly at him. The problem is, they're not that fiery (E/C) colour framed by your pretty lashes and further complimented by your eyebrow shape that Dabi somehow finds attractive. As he looks at the tongue peeking out from lips that aren't yours he clicks his tongue at the lack of metal that's supposed to be there. "Get off" he pushes them onto the floor and Tomura only half-pities them as they yelp, wiping their wet lips and watching as Dabi coldly walks over them and towards the wall of windows. Seeing as Dabi's a regular and one that pays well, he's given privileges. These rooms, with a wall of windows that face each other in a circle and overlook the lower level of the dance floors, were a privilege he'd been given.

Tomura grabs the bottle of champagne and drinks a mouthful. They (Dabi) had been gifted this for free due to his long absence. The pale-haired man pretended not to see Dabi's cheek twitching while he suppressed the bitter taste of regret. The man leaves, scampering almost, and the only sounds left are the muffled bass of the song playing below. Tomura raises to stand next to Dabi who takes the bottle from his hand. "Your dick's still out" he comments. "So?" Tomura observes the clear views of the other VIP rooms around them. He sees bodies, bodies, bodies in all sorts of positions and if the lights weren't constantly shifting or so dim, he was sure they'd be able to lip-read their throes of pleasure.

"...Admit it" Tomura grunts. "You first" Dabi replies. "He put a fucking spell on our dicks" Dabi's eyes roll so far back it threatens to lose those striking blues. "M'not fuckin' joking. That boy sucking your dick was your exact type and you couldn't even get it up if I didn't suck you off first" Dabi turns to Tomura, whose brows are cocked up righteously. "That redhead was your type too, rubbed you fucking raw and for nothing". They stared at each other in silence but Tomura inched closer and soon their kissing. It turns steamier, with his pierced nipples now against the window as Dabi kicks his ankles apart.

This is good, this is great. They're familiar with each other, an unspoken bond stitching their lives together in a way that could never be undone. Both wouldn't say it but only because the words boyfriends didn't quite fit the bill — they were more. They didn't need others. Not in a way that would last. It just complicated things in the long run — so they'd have flings (the other fully knowing) and share their flings but never had trouble falling back into sync. Their sex was great. Their jagged pieces just fit. So Tomura groans and grasps at the smooth glass as Dabi's pierced dick finds a home inside of him. He lets his breath fogs the glass up, arches his back to meet Dabi halfway in his thrusts and kisses Dabi when he feels his breath on his cheek. But his dick only twitches when his red eyes catch the sight of you. You. You were across from them, in the same pose as Tomura was and in the same room but instead of Dabi behind you, it's a blondie with yellow eyes and a considerable size difference to you. He goddamn towers over you and with the way your eyes are squeezed shut he knows his dick is splitting you open just right. Another shadow lurks behind you and this time a guy with long black hair comes to your side, kneeling as he ties his hair into a bun and Tomura's tongue envies his when your eyes shoot open from his mouth. "You're distracted" Dabi gruffs, nibbling at Tomura's ear so he reaches to grab a fistful of Dabi's hair to let his eyes focus on you. His dick twitches inside of him. "Fuck" they moan.

They need you.

"Fuck, you're so fucking big," Taishiro chuckles at your whining which turns into a silent scream as Shota sucks your dick. Taishiro can feel Shota's fingers rubbing on whatever parts of his dick that still isn't sheathed inside of your writhing body. You've always known your body and soul were greedy creatures. A pair of hands weren't enough. You needed more love bites, more bruises; just more moremoremore — As Shota pushes the hood of your dick back to blow his hot breath on it your thighs twitch and Taishiro inches more of him inside of you. This is exactly what you need. These two were ever attentive — courteous despite the less-than-innocent club they were at. The cologne they had smelled expensive, and the watches they wore confirmed it.

You'd hit the jack-pot.

Taishiro and Shota were making you see stars with every flutter of your eyes. The sheer material of your top was now pushed up and bunched by Taishiro's fist as he used it to bring you back towards his hips. "Just like that, baby".

Shota whispers, voice deliciously gravely as he looks at you with his gunmetal grey eyes. It slips out of your moan before you can stop yourself.

"Dabi" Taishiro pauses as he thrusts in while Shota cocks a brow from below you.

"T-Tomura" your eyes are hazy, Shota recognizes it even if you try your hardest to ground back to them. Taishiro pulls out and your knees buckle. His large hands hold you up while Shota stands so you can lean on his chest, gently stroking your hair out of your face as you babble on his shirt.

"Why", you gulp as your thoughts finally slither between your ears. Peeking up at Shota you frown, then turn to look at Taishiro whose offering you a glass of cold water. "Why'd you stop?" Shota presses the rim of the glass to your lips and you petulantly gulp it down. Your legs were still shaky so Taishiro effortlessly picks you up so you could sit on the seats instead.

Between that and here, mortification runs down your spine like ice. You curse, hiding your face in your hands as you curl in on yourself.

"Fuck, I'm really — I'm really sorry, guys" Taishiro rubs your shoulder, his sunny smile making guilt swallow you whole. This was a guy that would actually take care of you. Not lead you on with false expectations or monopolize you.

"Don't sweat it," Shota says as he wipes his mouth with the napkins in the room. Look at him, so reliable. So...responsible. Those broad shoulders were more than just for show.

These two would've made every worry you had to fade off. Probably spoil you rotten — but you don't feel anything with them.

You craved sweltering heat, the taste of metal in your mouth and on your skin - calloused, inked, hands and red-rimmed eyes staring you down.

You craved for those assholes.

"Exes?" Taishiro asks as you huff and try to calm your racing heart. "No, I guess? I dunno!" He offers you a grimace and fixes the wrinkles on your shirt while Shota gives you another glass of cold water.

"I really am sorry" Taishiro assures you but the knock on the door makes all three of your heads turn. Shota wonders if either of you had ordered another bottle of champagne but the dubious looks in everyone's eyes make him stand to open the door — he was the only one still fully clothed after all.

"Can I help you?" You're squeezing into your pants when Tomura's voice echoes.

"(Y/N), is he here? Just need to...talk to him" Shota's grey eyes ask you a silent question but you nod and stand so he opens the door wider.

Dabi's leaning on the wall across the door. Moody, disgruntled and cock so hard the tent in his pants casts a shadow on the leather. His arms are crossed over his chest, his biceps on display.

Tomura's half-dressed. Their shirt falls off one shoulder as his low-waisted jeans unabashedly show the happy trail he has. His messy hair is somehow even messier, his red eyes hungry.

"...Hey, baby" you could almost cringe at Tomura's words. You offer Taishiro a kiss on his cheek along with Shota as a way to ease them and thank them for your failed rendezvous.

The act has Dabi and Tomura's brow twitch.

The door closes behind you, The three of you stand in the hallway — tense.

A guy stumbles on the three of you, the drunken giggles die as he eyes you before he bursts into another fit as he stumbles past. Embarrassment dust on your face and you sigh, scratching the back of your neck in irritation. "What the hell do you want?" Tomura replies; "Those two made you cum pretty fast, huh? Or did they even manage to?"

His eyes widen as you snarl in his face, looking equally as handsome as you were scary. "Ugh! Why do I even give you two the opportunity to try and be anything but a dick!" taken aback, Tomura blinks as you shove him back before turning on your heels to stomp away.

Dabi grips your wrist and your yell gets swallowed by his lips. Tomura watches as he wrestles you to the wall, cushioning the slam with his body as he grabs onto your wrists to keep them from smacking Dabi.

"You — Mphf! Motherfuckers!" you mumble between the kissing, breath hitching as Tomura's lips trace your neck. Your hips buck between theirs and since Dabi's are free he grips your waist and spreads your ankles apart to put his knee right between your legs. The friction it creates has your heart racing all over again.

"Tomura" you whisper, head tilted back to let his pierced tongue in your mouth. You squeeze your eyes closed, hoping to push away that whisper of floating off to pleasure so you could at least show them that you weren't easy.

But all that resolve disappears when Tomura's hands sneak to unbutton your pants and Dabi's unzipping them. Their inked hands working in tandem, like a well-oiled fuck machine intent on making you lose all your senses in the goddamn hallway of a gay club.

"Daddy's got ya'" Dabi groans as he feels your wetness drip on his fingers. "Ain't that right, Shiggy?" Tomura mumbles that Dabi's daddy kink is dumb but unbuttons your shirt next.

"Yeah, yeah, daddy's got you, baby" Tomura plays along anyways. You would scoff in his face at his denial that he was totally into the kink himself but he's tweaking your nipples between his fingers and you're feeling your eyes roll back as your back arches away from Tomura but into Dabi.

He's between feeling impressed and annoyed at how easy you take three of his fingers. You can see it in the way he licks his teeth —

"Taishiro...fuck, his dick is so big, Daddy". It makes Dabi's eyes shine brightly under the dim lights. He's staring at you from his furrowed brows and Tomura grumbles as his magenta eyes glow in jealousy.

No — not jealousy. Envy?

Not quite, you think (how you manage to do that surprises even yourself) but something more primal.

Dabi slips another finger in and you sigh, breath hitching as Tomura's pierced tongue trails spit down your neck.

"Left me gaping, Shota made me so fuckin' wet too — He's so fuckin' good with his tongue".

Dabi is quiet "Couldn't fit him all the way but Shota helped - Ah, oh fuck, Daddy" Tomura's cupping your chest in his hands and grinding his hard-on on your ass.

"They felt so good" you groan.

When Tomura clicks his tongue and switches you around to face him you finally put a word on the emotions in their eyes.

Possessiveness.

"Yeah? They felt good, baby?" Tomura is forcing your jaw open with his hand and Dabi is pulling your pants down. Drool is slipping past your smudged lips and Tomura thinks you look like some sort of modern art piece.

A modern day Achilles or something.

"They did such a good job making this cunt ready for us, Daddy," Dabi says to Tomura as he pulls out his cock, leaning down to grab your leg and lifting it to the side, and thrusts his hip forward which makes yours jerk forward.

Glistening cunt twitching and inviting.

"Both of us could fit no trouble," Your eyes widen at the very idea but before you could speak Dabi's filling you up and all you manage is a whorish yelp.

Tomura watches as Dabi unbuttons his pants, moaning out his name as he strokes his hard cock then adjusts his stance as Dabi lines up his dick to your sopping cunt.

"Rub his dick a little," Dabi chuckles but complies as he rubs Tomura's cockhead to your dick which makes you shudder.

When Tomura does slip in, tears prick your eyes. Dabi shushes you as you whine and try to move your hips away. He rubs your swollen dick while Tomura licks your tears away.

"Don't hold your breath" he grunts. "Breathe through it, yeah, that's it — S'fucking beautiful".

The pressure of them inside you has your thighs twitching.

Anyone could walk in on you. Could just see you taking their dicks like some sort of sex toy with diamond tears running down your cheeks just like the slick running between your thighs.

"Feel us here, (Y/N)?" Tomura asks as he presses on your navel but you're too gone to respond. Your eyes are blanketed with nothing but pleasure and sin leaking from them.

"Daddy" Dabi calls out, hips shifting. He's calling for Tomura, calling him daddy as he tells him to set the pace.

Footsteps briefly register in your head, and a few startled gasps come from the group of men that walked in. They speak, laugh, probably leer even but you're just angry that their cocks make you feel this fucking good.

Taishiro had made you feel good — his dick was huge.

Shota's tongue and fingers that worked you open for Taishiro had made you nearly rip his hair from his scalp.

But Dabi and Tomura?

"Fuck!" you moan as Dabi thrusts into you. He's talking to the group of men walking past, panting through his words but that asshole has the gall to act as if he wasn't fucking you within an inch of your life.

Why was that so hot?

As Tomura's dick slides in, Dabi's pulls out - a steady but harsh rhythm that has your cunt fluttering and your brain fogging even more.

The men walk past, laughing as they give you a last glance. Somehow, their thrusting gets harsher as Dabi lifts you off your feet while Tomura spits on your cunt and rubs circles on your dick.

"Cuh-Cummin'! M'cumming! I'm - Ah! Shit! Shitshitshit" Tomura muffles your cries by kissing you, sucking on your tongue while Dabi's thighs tense as he shoots thick ropes of cum inside of you. Tomura is not far behind, the patch of pubic hair flushed against you as he catches his breath.

They carried you from the hallway. Your ragged breathing was the only thing being shared safe from a few murmurs of 'you alright?' the few seconds after they came.

You're in their private room now, sweat making your clothes absolutely disgusting against your skin. Thankfully, Dabi's there to strip you and Tomura's naked body is between your legs just as he's done.

"Wha —" you throw your head back as Tomura's mouth is licking the globs of cum escaping your abused cunt, squealing as he teases your asshole with his tongue. "Daddy!' Tomura hums, barely paying attention as he makes sure to erase any trace of that Shota-whatever the fuck his name is - from his hole.

"Daddy!" Dabi answers this time, somehow always knowing who you're actually calling just from the way you whine so there's no confusion.

"He's makin' you feel good?"

"Too muchhh" You try to push Tomura's head away but Dabi shushes you and holds your wrist to pin them on his naked thigh and makes you grasp onto his pierced dick.

"Our good boy can take it — If his daddies say he can, he can, right?" You sob but merely squeeze your eyes as Tomura's tongue piercing teases your dick.

"Missed our baby so much" Tomura pants out, licking his lips as he stares at your winking hole.

"Mhm, never gonna let him go...he's all ours now". Your fiery (E/C) eyes look up at Dabi so sweetly as he speaks despite how your sinful hand is teasing his cockhead like a true professional.

"All yours? Promi — Fuccck" Dabi chuckles as Tomura meanly sucks on your dick but nods, leaning down to kiss you.

"Promise, baby." He reaches to interlace his fingers with Tomura with one hand while Tomura does the same with your empty hand.

"All ours baby".

The sensor going off tells you that you should get off of Dabi's lap and greet the customer but he tightens his grip which makes you roll your eyes.

"Shiggy!" he's in the break room but responds with a 'I got it!'

He peeks in the room as he passes by, shaking his head at the sight of your boyfriend, Dabi, sketching on his iPad with you in his lap. "He's making a tattoo design for us" you muse as you reach for your boyfriend, Tomura, to plant a kiss on his lips.

"He sucks at that — I can do it better" and although it is true, the evidence quite literally on Dabi's skin, Dabi scoffs haughtily.

"Shut the fuck up and see who walked in" Tomura does so but not without an eye-roll.

He greets the customers but freezes as his eyes land on their figures.

Taishiro and Shota's eyes widen as well.

"Oh," Taishiro says. The sound of giggles comes from the hallway and suddenly Dabi and you are spilling into the room as well.

Taishiro and Shota couldn't hide the way their eyes look you over as they drink you in. They couldn't forget about you — they could hear every moan and squelch from your impromptu fucking in the hallway right in front of the door of their room.

All five of you shuffle a bit, cheeks warm.

Dabi chuckles and everyone's eyes are on him.

"We could flip the Open sign to Close and get to know each other better" he purred and you squeeze your thighs together as all eyes land on you.

Oh fuck.

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averysmolbear · 5 months

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A/N: This is very self indulgent and self ship coded. As always I hope that you enjoy it anyway. It’s just complete fluff as well (which seems to be my specialty). It hasn’t really been proofread so there’s bound to be some mistakes in here. Sorry about that. The reader isn’t explicitly stated to be female but keep in mind that with it being self ship coded, it was written with a female reader in mind. There’s some pet names in here as well, in case that’s not your cup of tea.

You hugged Taishiro’s arm a little tighter, causing your pro hero boyfriend to let out a chuckle as he looked down at you. You shivered a little as the chilly morning air felt like it was cutting right through the sweater you were wearing. He placed an arm around your waist and pulled you closer before pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head as you let yourself snuggle into Taishiro’s side. He was somewhere between his slim and full fat forms and to you that meant he was perfect for cuddles.

“Feeling a little chilly, cupcake?”

You looked up at Taishiro and shook your head. When you saw him looking at you with an eyebrow raised and a slight frown on his face, you knew that you couldn’t lie about something like this with him. “Maybe a little,” you softly said with a sheepish smile, snuggling in closer to him.

Taishiro laughed softly as he pulled you even closer, happy to let you use him for warmth as the two of you wandered around outside. “Coming to the orchard was your idea. I was perfectly fine with running to the store for snacks and spending the day curled up on the couch together.”

You rolled your eyes and shook your head. This was one of the rare days that you had Taishiro to yourself and you were going to take full advantage of every moment of it. “No, it’s fall. That means we need to come pick apples so I can make a bunch of stuff when we get home.”

Taishiro held up the empty basket in his other hand with a grin. He, of course, wouldn’t argue about getting to make some freshly baked treats with you. Plus if you were happy, he was happy. Taishiro just wanted to be able to spend the day with you. “Then let’s go fill this up, You know I won’t say no to fresh baked treats.”

Shortly after making it back home with more apples than you had expected, you had made your way straight for the kitchen to wash the fruit and to start prepping for the baking ahead. Taishiro, for his part, gave you space for the moment. He knew that when you got into the kitchen, you could be a bit of a whirlwind and while he didn’t mind, he figured that he would let you get the prep work done before he tried to pop in to see if you needed any help.

He wasn’t sure how long you had been in the kitchen but it had honestly started to feel like it was just too long and he had to check in on you. Taishiro watched for a moment from the doorway as you bounced from task to task. He was starting to get a bit concerned when he realized that one of the things you were trying to do was chop some of the apples so he carefully walked up behind you, placing his hands on your hips.

You jumped a little and let out a sigh as you felt his arms wrap a little more fully around your waist. “You do realize that I have a knife in my hand right now, right? I could’ve hurt myself!” You glance over your shoulder as you speak to see a blushing Taishiro looking down at you with a sheepish grin.

He shrugged before reaching into the bowl of chopped apples to steal a couple of pieces with a wider grin. “I thought you might need my help. Let me finish chopping those up for you. Is it for the pie filling or something else?”

You let out a sigh before handing him the knife, nodding. “Well it’s for the pie and the homemade applesauce I want to make to use in an apple bread.” You watch him carefully for a moment before you catch Taishiro frowning at you a bit. “What?”

Your boyfriend kissed the top of your head softly before nodding to the empty bowl in front of you. “Why don’t you work on the crust for the pie while I finish this? I promise I’ve got a handle on it. You can trust me, cupcake.”

You nodded, feeling your face heat up a bit before you started to work on the rest of the pie. Soon you were giving Taishiro direction to get him started on cooking the pie filling, laughing a bit as he would sneak a taste or two to make sure it was right as you prepped the pie pan with the crust you had just rolled out. Taishiro even made sure that you got a chance to taste the filling to make sure he had done a good job.

Once the pie was in the oven, the two of you worked together to make something that vaguely resembled a chunky applesauce.Taishiro was soon pulling out his phone to look up how to make candied apples with you gathering the ingredients in the pantry. You were probably indulging him a little too much but the two of you were having so much fun that you couldn’t seem to resist.

With the candied apples cooling, you pulled the pie out of the oven and turned to see your boyfriend grinning at you as he looked from your face to the pastry in your hands. You shook your head with a soft laugh. “You’re going to have to let it cool off before you even try to steal a slice.”

Taishiro chuckled and shrugged his broad shoulders with a wide grin. He wasn’t surprised that you knew he was already thinking about getting to try some of the apple pie. “What about the bread you were talking about making?”

“Tomorrow,” you said as you started to gather up the dishes to wash them.

“How about I make a run to that ramen restaurant down the street to pick up dinner while you clean up?” Taishiro knew that you liked to keep the kitchen in a very specific manner and he didn’t want to get in the way. When you nodded, he happily ran out to get the two of you dinner. He remembered your favorite order after all. He was even thinking about stopping to pick up some of your favorite tea from a shop nearby as well as an extra little surprise.

You cleaned up the kitchen quickly while he was out. Slicing up the pie, you placed a couple of slices on plates for the two of you. You set them on the kitchen table, smiling as you saw the wide grin on Taishiro’s face. Settling on the couch with him, the two of you ate dessert first.

“We need to do this more often,” Taishiro said between bites of the pie.

All you could do was smile and nod, knowing that you would take every moment like this with him that you could get.

#tessie writes #toyomitsu taishiro x reader #taishiro toyomitsu x reader #fatgum x reader #fat gum x reader #self ship coded fanfic

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sparrowhero · 1 year

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fatgum boyfriend/affection headcanons

He's a real sweetheart and he's very open about both his intentions and his affections. If he likes you, he's going to show it! One of his love languages is gift giving: it always seems like he has a little something to share with you. It varies from something as little as a candy in his pocket to something he saw you admire absently on a walk. He likes to share whatever good things happen to him with you!

Likes to hold hands with you a lot and loves how his big hand envelops yours. Does a little swing when you guys walk together even during the times when he's on patrol. The only time he gets really shy is asking for a kiss goodbye-- he's gotta have it, otherwise the day just won't go right!

Bear hugs you ALL the time. One of his favorite things in the world is to just pick you up, swing you around a little bit, and just squeeze you. Sometimes you'll just be doing something unrelated and he can't help but go and give you a quick squeeze to recharge.

Sorry everybody but if you prefer thin Fatgum, the relationship is NOT going to work. He likes himself fat! That's him at his best, at his peak, and he won't compromise himself for anyone else. When he's thin, it's a sign of him struggling or that he's just had a completely harrowing time. Love him big or move along 😤

Being as all around big as he is (8 foot 3-- his ass is NOT fitting in a prius), he prefers outdoor dates. Walks in the park, street fairs, things like that. ESPECIALLY in his hometown, since he's friends with absolutely everyone, you're going to get adopted by approximately 78 different aunties and uncles running restaurants, stalls, and corner shops. Congratulations, there's no way you're walking anywhere without getting some kind of produce to take home.

He's got a great sense of humor and one of the most attractive things to him is someone who knows how to laugh, and how to make him laugh. The way to his heart is to lift his up! He can't help reaching out to shy or gloomy people either, since he likes to make them smile and happy as well. Sometimes a shy smile is all it takes to make his day, so don't be discouraged!

He likes to tease more than that innocent smile of his lets on. No more than you or anyone can take, but he really likes it if you get flustered or playfully bat at him to cut it out!! "I can't help it if you give me that look!" He grins and nuzzles his face to yours.

Guy who can must and will fall asleep immediately if you play with his hair. It's very soft, so you should do this anyways or you're missing out. He also loves to let you nap on his stomach, or lay on his back while he works out doing push-ups and stuff. He's fucking STRONG, man.

Popular with kids and loves 'em. If you have any younger family members he is going to juggle them in the air with ease (and everyone's permission) and just delight in how much they giggle and laugh. Could very easily just spend a whole day just like this.

While he's a gentle giant, he's not above literally throwing his weight around to get you places. Fataxi privileges, you're going to have the best view at any music festival...though everyone else hates your guts LOL. let them be mad.

#mha headcanons #bnha headcanons #fatgum x reader #taishiro toyomitsu x reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader #gender neutral reader

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luxthestrange · 18 days

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BNHA Incorrect quotes#16 DAMMIT DAVE-

When Fatgum was on patrol he saw a food stand ...as he looked up to see the owner he saw you again...cooking with a smile

Villain!Y/n*Serving him a big plate of food with an excited grin*FATGUM-...i-um...HAVE DINNER WITH ME?! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!?~

Fatgum*Smilling abit flustered by your eagerness and takes the plate*Um...maybe one night?-

Villain!Y/n*Tears up and lower lip trembles, whining...taking a deep breath* C-COME ON MAN EVERY NIGHT!!!-OW*Was bonked in the head by your lackeys who...looked apologetic at Fatgum as they...dragged you away to your vehicle*

Henchman*Coughs into first bowing at fatgum*A-apologies for the inconvenience sir...if they bother you again-Uh here is my card...again sorry-

The henchmen give Fatgum his card "Dave Head-Henchman of Y/n Group xxx-xxx-xxxx"...Fatgum watches as they live with you whining and as he eats your plate...his eyes shined

Fatgum*Chewing your dish and continue to eat*...Delicious

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mx-pastelwriting · 6 months

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Kinktober Day 26: Gagging

Fat Gum/Taishiro Toyomitsu x GN! Reader

Summary: Relaxing as home watching TV as he holds your head down on his cock.

Warnings: Smut, Blowjob, Gagging, Holding down head

Kinktober Masterlist

Minors do not interact!

The noise of the TV hummed in the background as your throat filled with Taish's cock, humming a moan to feel his hands push you down more, making sure to touch the back of your throat.

Moving away did nothing as he held you down, moaning away, enjoying the sound of your gag, not wanting to leave the warmth of your soft throat, needing it more when you gagged.

Milking his cock with the wall of your throat moving as you gagged, "Don't stop, let me cum down your throat," he said as if you could speak, digging your nails into his thighs as he starts to thrust up, moving down your throat more, making your eyes water, and the gagging endless.

Moans erupt from Taishiro as cum fills your throat, causing you to swallow quickly so as not to choke on it. Calling out your name while lightly thrusting, riding out his climax. Slowly, his hand releases your head, giving you the freedom to break from his cock with cum lingering onto your tongue, causing you to swallow once again, then catch your breath, looking at Taishiro smiling at his work.

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

Taglist: @memphiscity69 @k3nmakyan @zoexme

#fat gum x reader #fat gum #taishiro toyomitsu x reader #taishiro toyomitsu #kinktober 2023 #kinktober

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stillalittlelostngl · 1 year

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Fatgum/Reader Oneshot

Fatgum losses his protective fat and stresses his s/o tf out - another oldie that I will come back to rework

They glanced at the clock for what felt like the hundredth time in the past hour, unlocking their phone screen for the upteenth time just to feel their insides twist when they saw that they didn’t have any missed texts or calls. Taishiro was late and they felt the anxiety swell in their chest with each minute that passed.

Him being late wasn’t that unusual, he often got caught up in a conversation with another pro or a civilian on his way home or he had to finish some last minute paperwork. However, he’d always send a text or call if he thought he’d be even a minute late getting back home. They had thought the whole thing to be a bit ridiculous, messaging or calling to say you’ll be home at 6:35pm instead of 6:30pm was just a tad excessive, however, they hadn’t realized how much those calls and texts had gave them peace of mind until they had to go without them.

Placing the phone back on the coffee table they ran their hands through their hair and wore their bottom lip between their teeth as they debated what to do. They didn’t want to seem too clingy or overbearing by calling him - perhaps he had just forgotten. It happens to everyone, no big deal. They shouldn’t be getting so bent out of shape over something so small. He’s a pro-hero, he’s a busy man and probably just got caught up at the agency. Even knowing this they couldn’t stop the little voice that whispered in the back of their head and brought up how anything could happen to a pro-hero during their shifts, for all they knew he could’ve been seriously injured or worse.

Taking a deep breath they closed their eyes and tried to focus on the rational thoughts as opposed to giving in to their anxieties. Taishiro had always poked fun at them for being so quick to worry about things, now that they thought about it it’s probably why he checked in with them so often.

They had been debating if they should call him or not when their phone screen lit up. The relief was instantaneous when they saw his name pop up on the caller ID and they were quick to rush to answer the phone, fumbling and nearly dropping it in their eagerness.

“Hey,” they answered breathlessly. They wanted to kick themselves for how out of sorts they probably sounded and with how quickly they had answered Taishiro would without a doubt know they had been sitting around waiting for his call.

“Hey, Sweetheart,” they couldn’t help but notice how tired he sounded, “Sorry I’m running late, I just left the agency. There was some last minute things to do, I should be home in thirty minutes or so.”

“Is something wrong?” They had grow tense upon hearing him answer the phone. Normally he was so energetic, a tired Tiashiro was something they didn’t encounter often. They had only heard the drowsy tone in his voice a handful of times, each was when a fight with a villain had gone worse than he had anticipated or an investigation was becoming far too taxing.

“No, it was just a long day,” the response was accompanied by a light chuckle, one that could almost be described as nervous...

They didn’t buy the excuse for a second but decided to let it go for now, “Alright, I’ll see you when you get home.” Being able to see him in person would be better for them to try and get a straight answer out of him, besides, they really did want him to hurry home. They felt a little ridiculous for missing him when they hadn’t even been away from each other for a full day but it was probably due to the anxiety that was eating away at them earlier.

“I won’t keep you waiting any longer,” he promised, “see you then. Love you.”

“Love you too.”

The call ended with a soft click and they finally were able to let out their sigh of relief. He was fine and he was on his way home. Well, maybe he wasn’t perfectly fine, but he was able to be on his way home so that’s all they had been needing to hear.

Looking at the clock they decided to begin working on dinner for the both of them. With how tired he sounded it was likely he lost some of his fat reserve, looking through their kitchen pantry they began forming ideas of what to make that would help solve that issue. If they got lucky it would be done by the time he got home.

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Taishiro had to practically drag himself up the steps to the front door of their home. The fight with the villain had taken a lot out of him but while he was left battered and bruised he was no worse for wear. At least in his own humble opinion, the doctors and nurses had thought otherwise but it wasn’t something some food and some sleep couldn’t fix.

He had been tempted to stay overnight in the hospital, if only to avoid the expenditure of energy he had to use to get back home. However, the idea of going without seeing his s/o, even if only for the night, or not being able to have them curled up into his side as they both drifted off to sleep had left a bitter taste in his mouth and was more than enough of an incentive for him to get his aching body up and moving so he could be released as soon as possible.

Realistically, Taishiro knew there was no way in hell his s/o would’ve just stayed home if they knew he was in the hospital. On several occasions over the years they had rushed over as soon as they learned of his condition and insisted on staying with him until he was released. He always felt bad when they had to use sick days or vacation days to get time off of work so they could be with him, however, no matter how much he tried to reason with them and insist nothing would happen to him for the few hours they were gone it was nearly impossible to change their mind when they had made their decision on something. He appreciated their company more than he could ever describe, their bright smiles always managed to light up those poorly lit patient rooms and their comforting touches were able to make him forget where he was even if just for a moment. But he knew it took a toll on them, they had never liked hospitals in general, they found them to be far too depressing, and having to see him bruised and broken was hard for them. He could practically hear the gears in their head turning during the odd moment silence would overtake them, usually at night when the two were squished together on the far too small bed with them ducking under whatever cord there was that connected him to the monitors. They’d hold onto him just a bit tighter, their words just barely above a whisper, as they’d make him promise to be more careful. Their face would be hidden in his neck so he could never see their expression but on occasion he’d feel the thin material of the hospital issued shirt grow damp and his heart would break in the most torturous way.

His job demanded a lot of him and often he forgot how much the profession required of them as well. Taishiro got anxious when he heard there was villain activity just in the district they worked in, he couldn’t imagine what they must feel everyday they had to see him off in the morning knowing he’d be looking for danger.

Shaking his head to rid himself of the troubling thoughts floating around, Taishiro opened the door and immediately his senses were greeted with the sounds of a silky smooth melody that filled their home and was accompanied by the sounds of movement in the kitchen along with a savory aroma that had him practically drooling where he stood.

After changing out of his shoes and setting down the bag that contained his ruined hero costumer, and whatever else the hospital felt was necessary to send him home with, Taishiro followed the sounds and sure enough he found his s/o in the kitchen. Their back was towards him, they probably hadn’t heard him come in because of the music, and he leaned against the island counter and took a moment to appreciate the domesticality of it all.

The last rays of the light from the setting sun filtered into the house from the windows and cast their skin in a golden hue that practically took his breath away. Their head bobbed and their body swayed as they hummed along to the music and Taishiro couldn’t imagine a prettier picture than the one they made from just doing the most basic tasks.

Lost in thought he had completely forgotten to announce his presence to them and when they turned to set a pan aside they had caught sight of his figure they practically leaped out of their skin and gave a shout of alarm. The pan they had been holding was dropped in their surprise and it clattered to the floor, the contents spilling across the kitchen tiles.

“Oh, shit,” Taishiro rushed to their side and looked them over to make sure that the pan hadn’t fallen on their feet or that the hot contents hadn’t burned them at all. All seemed well aside from the mess on the floor. “I’m sorry, baby. I shoulda said somethin.”

They had been silent during the time it took for him to make sure they were fine and when his eyes finally rose to meet their’s, he saw the pensive look in their eyes as they took in his apperance.

“A long day, huh?” they questioned as their hand rose to his jaw to turn his face this way and that, examining the bruising along his jawline.

He knew he should’ve told them what had happened when they were on the phone, they always got so worried when he ran into trouble.

“I didn’t want to worry you.”

They hadn’t seen his smaller form that many times, probably the reason his presence had startled them so much, but each time they did that same look would come across their face. His smaller form had become synonymous with hospital visits and doctors spewing jargon they didn’t really know but understanding enough to know he was in a bad way. His smaller form meant something bad had happened and he could’ve been taken away from them. He didn’t want them to have to wrestle with those thoughts alone and over the phone without seeing him in person where they could take in his condition for themselves and not be left guessing to how bad things might have gotten.

His eyes avoided theirs, choosing instead to stare at the food scattered about the floor. A shame really, they had made a stir fry and now it’s gone to waste.

“I know,” they sighed, they turned his head back towards them and placed a soft kiss on his lips.

It was always a novel experience kissing them in this form, their lips felt just as soft and tasted just as sweet as they normally did, something about it was just different. He really had no other word to describe it, it wasn’t strange or bad by any means and in many ways it was the same as before but just....different.

He had been so lost in relearning the contours of their lips for what had felt like for hours, in reality it had only been a few moments, that he hadn’t notice them start to move out of his hold until they had broken the kiss and moved away. As they moved to find the broom to sweep up the mess, Taishiro had shaken himself out of his daze and went to go about picking up the pan and moving it to the sink to be washed later - preferably after he got some time to relax with his s/o.

“I don’t want you to have to feel like you can’t tell me things,” they said as they made their entrance back into the kitchen, broom and dustpan in hand.

“It’s not like that -,” he began to insist but was quickly silenced by the look they shot his way.

“I know you worry that I worry, but not telling me stuff ain't gunna make me stop,” sweeping up the mess they tossed the food in the waste bin and turned to face him.

“Yeah, I know,” Taishiro sighed, and he had known that keeping it a secret would make them stress more. He had naively thought if he could prolong the time between them not knowing and them knowing it wouldn’t have made them as concerned. A ridiculous rational however well intentioned.

“I’ll be better about it,” he said as he slid up next to them and wrapped his arms around their waist.

They gave a soft hum in acknowledgment of his promise as they moved to be closer to him.

“I think I know a way to make it up to you,” he said coyly between placing kisses on their neck. They tilted his head to give him better access and their hands traveled up his now toned biceps to rest in his hair.

“Oh?” They sighed, obviously distracted, and he couldn’t fight back the smile that broke across his lips at their reaction to his ministrations.

“Mhmm, I got some time off to recover,” he began, his lips trailing lower to their decolletage, “so ,if you’re so inclined, you could take the time off and spend a day or two with me.”

Their snort of laughter caused him to move back so he could see their reaction to his proposal.

“Funny,” they said with a roll of their eyes as they fought back a fond smile, “that sounds more like you wanting me to keep you entertained so you don’t go stir crazy cooped up here.”

“Maybe just a bit,” he admitted with a grin on his face as well.

“I have a few sick days I’m not using,” they said with a dramatic sigh, “I suppose I could work something out.”

“Oh, you suppose?” He said as his fingers began to run up their sides in retaliation to their flippant words. They gave half hearted attempts at trying to fight him off as they tried to keep their laughter contained.

It wasn’t long before they were interrupted by the sound of his stomach growling. His face flushed a little in embarrassment, he had had some food at the hospital but not nearly enough to replace the fat he had lost.

“Hmm, well first thing first,” they said, maneuvering themselves out of his arms, “ Let’s get you fed.”

“Oh I can just order something if that would be easier,” Taishiro started, “you already spent time cookin somethin and-”

“Oh, I made takoyaki too,” they said as they pulled out a plate piled high with the treat, how he had missed that when he walked in he wasn’t sure. “I had just wanted us to have an actual meal but I suppose this’ll do.”

He knew how much they hated making the food. They enjoyed the product but the production of it, making the batter and the process of cooking it, was always so messy. They really were too good to him.

The rest of the night had been spent with his s/o curled up into his side, it was a bit different to how it felt to have them in his arms in his bigger form but no less delightful. It was as if his senses were focused entirely on them. Their soft touches and sweet kisses had been downright intoxicating and the soft scent of sandalwood and lavender that seemed to constantly surround them pervaded his senses until they were all that was left. And he really wouldn’t have it any other way. Seeing the way their eyes shone and hearing their lilting laughter, Taishiro was reminded why exactly he took on such dangerous work even if it meant that seeing him in a broken state would cause them grief.

Even though their pain hurt him as if it was his own, he wanted to always be able to come home to this smile and the warm comfort of their embrace. He’d do anything to make sure they’d continue to smile and laugh as freely as they did when it was just the two of them enjoying each other’s company.

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ghostlyforxst · 9 months

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request if that's okay, was thinking about a (loving) quirk marriage between Fatgum and maybe a chubby reader that has a fertility based quirk? of course, the idea of getting hooked up to breed drives Fatgum bonkers

GENDER: Chubby! Female Reader

WARNINGS: Arrange Marriage, Inappropriate Language, Not Proffed, +18, Breeding, Oral (Female Receiving), Cum Inflation, squirting, Marking, Praising, and Cock Warming

CHARACTER: Taishiro Toyomitsu

WORD COUNT: 1.8k

ABBREVIATION KEY: M/N - Mother's Name

A/N- My apologies, I misread you request and thought you requested a arranged marriage! But, I do hope this meet some of your expectations and enjoy!

Taishiro’s focus was on the deafening whistle of the kettle, brows pinched and his lips lowered into a frown, taking no notice of his mothers blabbering.

“Taishiro, son, are you listening!?’ His mother huffed, pouring the scorching water into the teacups.

His vibrant eyes broadened and he bobbed his head, “I am.” he wasn’t.

“Mhm, Like I’ve said. Me and my great friend, M/N, have reached a decision collectively that you and her daughter will be arranged to be wedded.” She continued, resting his tea before him. “The two of you will have a date night this afternoon, to introduce yourselves and become acquainted.”

“Woah-wait a moment!?” Taishiro denounced, nostrils flaring as his eyes squinted at his mother. “Why wasn’t this brought up to me before this was arranged?”

His mother sipped her tea and responded, “you’d brush me off and decline.”

Taishiro’s face cringed angrily and he deterred his eyes away from his mother once again, he was in disbelief. Angered that his mother would make that crucial decision on a chapter in his life that he was supposed to write himself, he was gathering up every ounce of respect for his mother to not explode and swear at her.

“Don’t be too upset with me, son, I’m looking out for you and your future. But I’m sure you’ll like the girl, she's a delightful girl. Sweet as she can be, clever too!” She assured, pursing her lips.

Taishiro’s lips were sealed, wordless, and nodded.

On the other side you were just as furious with your mother as Taishiro was, hands clenching the knob to the door of your house as you spew words seethingly.

“And you didn't consult me, not considering my opinion or feelings!?” You fummed, heart rapidly thrumming against your chest.

“Just please do this for me,” your mother begged, “he’s a hero, a renowned one, and very handsome!”

“Fine,” you frowned, “but if this doesn’t work out don’t be playing matchmaker anymore for me.”

Your mother bounced on her feet and nodded her head eagerly with a toothy smile, “thank you!”

The restaurant was exceptional; greenery dangled from the rafters and adorned the tables, lanterns strung from the rafters together with the greenery and was fastened to the artificial tree that stood a few feet above Taishiro, and a vibrant bar was situated to the back. Though its atmospheric appearance and ambience didn’t ease Taishiro’s nerves, his muscles were tense and his hands twiddled beneath the table as he waited for you. He brought the cold glass of water to his lips, gulped at the beverage to soothe the nervousness, and scanned over the menu.

“Uhm, hello, are you Taishiro Toyomitsu?”

Taishiro's eyes drifted from the menu to you, your eyes avoiding his enlarged ones, you were stunning with that floral dress—highlighting your sensuous and plump figure. “I am.”

You smiled feebly and seated yourself across from him, “Y/N, pleasure to meet you.”

It hasn’t even been over a minute and he found you lovely: your name was lovely, your eyes were lovely, and your voice was lovely. And he hasn't even finished meeting you, he has much more to learn.

“So let’s order and while we are waiting, tell me about yourself.” He grinned, handing you a menu.

The two of you exchanged information about yourselves, from asking about favorite foods to the hardships in life until the both you got to asking each other's quirk and you were half way through your plates.

“What’s your quirk, if you don’t mind me asking?” Taishiro asked between swallowing his food, leaning closer.

You swallowed and adjusted your posture, “fertility.”

“Fertility?”

“Mhm, not only that I’m especially fertile perpetually. I’m able to help people who struggle with fertility issues with a touch of my hand. With that gift, I became a fertility specialist.” You explained, rambling.

Tashrio felt embarrassed, embarrassed that he was attracted to your quirk—envisioning himself breeding you until your tummy was fattened with his baby batter.

He blushed, stirring in his seat, and pinching at his semi-harden cock beneath the table. But his thoughts were interrupted by your hand tapping his free one.

“Taishiro!”

“Hm?”

You pouted, “am I boring you?”

“No, I’m sorry. But if I’m being honest, I know we’ve just met, but you're beautiful. Your personality and your features are alluring.” Taishiro admitted, clasping his large hand around yours and stroking his thumb along the back of it.

You smiled brightly, your cheeks tinged pink, and thanked him. “If I'm being honest, you're attractive and your friendly personality is inviting. I love it!”

Taishiro’s grin became wider, feeling giddy.

The night ended, enjoyably, and Taishiro escorted you home. The both of you waited at your entrance, savoring each other’s presence. You stared down at your feet, palming at your dress shyly, before you spoke.

“You know if I were to be married, I wouldn’t mind if it was you.” You expressed, tugging him to your level and kissed his cheek before rushing in and shutting the door behind you.

“I wouldn’t mind either.”

Taishiro couldn’t help but to let his teary eyes wander the venue anxiously, dressed nicely in a tux and hair tidied up and pushed from his face, as he awaited your entrance. He wasn’t sure why he felt emotional, he didn’t know if it was the processional song that enlightened him that he was soon to be wed to you or fearing that you’ll leave him at the altar for apparent reason. The both of you were pressured to marry, but his mother was correct. Taishiro adores you, he loved the imperfections you presented to him and the way your voice coaxed him to comfort—-he was infatuated with the entirety of you.

Taishiro’s breath hiccupped and soon the tears dribbled onto his cheeks, he brought his hand up and wiped the wetness from his eyes, as he watched you saunter down the aisle to him. His cold feet became nonexistent as your hand took his, diminishing any doubt, and for the rest of the ceremony it was pure bliss for Taishiro—he desired for this to go on forever.

Faster than he hoped for, the ceremony concluded and the reception ensued after. His mother ambled up to him and embraced Taishiro.

“What did I say, Taishiro, you would love her.” His mother grinned, patting his arm. “Now the two of you owe me some grandbabies!"

Taishiro laughed before he winked over at you, “we’ll have you some grandbabies soon!”

You turned aside, hiding your reddened face, and coughed.

Taishiro flinged the door shut, his hands taking your ample hips as he kissed you ardently. His legs intertwined with yours, tripping you into the cushions of the bed, his kiss becoming fervent and desirous—his nerves humming with excitement.

For the duration of the reception, Taishiro’s thoughts drifted into more lascivious ones. Becoming more impatient as the time lingered, if your eyes didn’t stare longer than they should’ve or if you didn’t whisper those tempting words. He wouldn’t be so hungry for you as he was now, barely able to withhold himself back. Taishiro’s eyes swept over your clothe body, eyes dazed and dilated, and briskly he removed his clothes from himself—-feeling uncomfortably heated.

“You know, a side effect of my quirk is that it has an aphrodisiac effect on the receiver.” You purred, tracing a finger down to his stiffened cock. “How do you feel baby?”

That explains his intense need.

Taishiro hissed, his hips bucking into your hand, as your hand pumped his dick. The sheets wrinkled under his grip, flustered at how he was close to spilling himself on to your wedding dress. “S-stop!”

“What’s the matter?” You asked, removing your hand hastily.

“Don’t wanna ruin your dress, lovely.” Taishiro murmured, reaching underneath you and unzipping the dress.

You smiled at his thoughtfulness, allowing him to help you undress and you plopped back onto the bed.Taishiro awed at your bareness, presenting your fruitful figure. He couldn’t possibly feel more aroused but he did, his mouth taking your teat and suckling as if milk would drizzle onto his tongue. You caressed a hand through his sun-kissed hair, gasping as he rolled your nipple between his teeth, the sensations of his fingers dragging over your drenched cunt encouraged your hips to writhe beneath his touch.

“Tashi, please!” You whined, sweetly.

He stifled a laugh, kissing you with a grin, before pressing past your folds and kneading your clit—sloppily kissing down to your pretty pussy, eager to breed you until you're a swollen mess.

Taishiro’s tongue lapped at your slit, slurping the arousal that seeped from you, his fingers prodding your attention-seeking hole before welcoming itself into your warmth and fucking you.

“Ah~” You mewled as your cunt trembled along with your breath, body flushed and tummy tensing with your approaching orgasm.

“I feel ya, baby, give’to me.” Taishiro grunted, grinding against the bedding and hastening his fingers.

A pleased cry utters from your puffy lips as you toss your head back, back arching, and dousing his fingers with your release.

Taishiro petted your head and smothered your face with wet kisses, “good girl.”

His hand wrapped around his cock, smearing the head along your pussylips, and awarding himself a few strokes before burying himself in your pussy. “Shit,,,”

Taishiro’s hand caught under your knees and he pinned your legs to your chest, he wet his lips with his tongue.

“You’re so good for me, so fucking good around me, fucking made for me.” Taishiro grunted while his cock dragged from your cunt, tip staying nestled in your heat, and he plunged back in.

Your lips parted with a soundless moan, reaching and clawing at the sheets above your head. He obsessed over making sure that you were nearly bursting with his release, Taishiro’s thrust became erratic and almost desperate.

“Gonna look so fucking gorgeous,” He breathed, “gonna fuck my seed into ya until yer fattened with my baby. You’ll like that won’t you, lovely?”

“Yes! Yes! Yes, please!” You sobbed, spasming as Taishiro freed a leg and circled your sensitive bud with the pad of his thumb.

His chest rumbled at those words, stroking him nicely, and he drove his dick through your cervix and milked each driblet from him directly into your fertile womb—your pudgy tummy bulging with his cum.

Taishiro’s head nuzzled your breast, lazily rocking his hips, nursing at your tit once again. You smooched his head, rutting yourself on him until you dissolved into the pleasure and soaked his cock. Taishiro went slump, weighing himself on you, and tickling your skin with the mutters of sweet nothings—refusing to remove his soft length from you.

“Why don’t we give ourselves a few minutes to recover and go for a second round?” You asked, smiling.

“Mhm sounds good, lovely .”

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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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atarathegreat · 29 days

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Fatgum, that's enough slices, we've discussed now make

Late night phone calls, lmao

Taishiro Toyomitsu had always visited the same bakery, at least once he seen the really cute girl that worked there. Day after day he went in just to see you before work, before he had to get bigger for work. He didn't want to feel like you wouldn't look his way, he was a hero and he had better things to worry about. But here he was, visiting without his uniform and waiting as you made his order.

"So, busy day today?" You turned and put the coffee on the table, "You don't usually carry a bag in, so I'm a little curious."

Taishiro didn't want to lie about it, but he also couldn't just tell you the full truth. "Somethin' like that." His mumbling had always drawn you in, mainly because you couldn't hear him, but he didn't mind. "I, uh, kinda have an important job."

Your laughter was part of the reason he kept coming around. "Ah, alright. I won't dig too much." And the way you had to crane your neck just to make eye contact. Taishiro was aware that he was tall, how couldn't he be when he dodged doorframes, but for some reason it felt like an achievement when you looked up at him with that sugary sweet smile. You didn't pry, didn't ask too many questions or for too much detail. Whatever came your way, you simply let it. Taishiro grabbed the bag of cupcakes you handed him, thanked you, and went about his day. With you on his mind.

As was the routine, until he grew brave enough to ask you out on a date. Taishiro was nervous about having you in his home, but he could get used to the view as you cooked. He thought you had nice hips. The way you hummed as you cooked was even cute and had his complete attention. "Do you enjoy cooking?" Taishiro moved to lean on the counter next to you, eyes never leaving an inch of your skin.

"I do. My grandmother taught me to bake, and I picked up cooking regular meals pretty quickly. I guess it helped, since my quirk ended up being food related." Crows feet, you smiled a lot and he just had to notice it. If there was anyone who would smile so much they developed early crows feet, it was you. "Your quirk is food related?" It caught him a bit off guard. Of course, he wasn't sure what he assumed, maybe that you were simply quirkless, but that thought made him feel silly. "My emotions change the taste of the food, along with how well the food energizes and fuels anyone who eats it." The explanation was simple enough, and probably explained why you didn't work on some days. You couldn't risk feeding someone food that wasn't proper to eat.

"And... are you happy right now?" Taishiro needed to know if he made you feel anything good. He really, truly hoped he did. "I'm a little nervous, but otherwise, yeah, I am happy with this." The way you replied was special to him. Vulnerable and still oh-so true to yourself. It made him feel less awkward about the first date being in his home. "I hope I don't make you uncomfortable." Taishiro wanted to reach out and touch your arm to put you at ease, but something told him that wouldn't help.

"No, no you don't. I just don't normally go to people's houses for a first date." He loved that your smile was hidden in his house instead of out in the open at the bakery, "And, if I'm honest, I am a little worried..."

Taishiro felt his stomach drop all the way to his toes. "I hope I didn't do anything wrong to make you feel in danger."

"No, no." Your pretty hand waved him off, "I just... I feel like I don't know you, y'know? Like, either of us could be anyone." It was a reasonable concern; Taishiro knew he wouldn't hurt you but you had no idea who he was to feel as secure in that information. "Can I show you something?" Taishiro took your hand, "Just for a second?" Of course he had to word it like a serial killer. He truly only meant to show you his hero uniform. Maybe that would put you at ease. You'd only ever seen him in his skinny form, so there was the possibility that you didn't believe him regardless.

He led you, to your confusion, to his laundry room where he dug out the jacket and handed it to you. "Why are you showing me this?" You asked, unfolding the article of clothing. It was shocking when you opened the giant hoodie to find the F-G-F on the front. You stretched the material, finding that it stretched, and the logo didn't warp. Regular merch distorted. The real proof was when he pulled out his hero license. "Whoa..." You mumbled, taking the piece of plastic gently, "Why didn't you ever ask for more baked goods?!"

The change in your atmosphere was crazy. You didn't seem to really care that he was a hero, but that he hadn't bought more? Taishiro was confused. "I'm sorry?" He scratched his neck. "You're a pro hero and you went into work like this!" You waved at his smaller form, "What were you thinking? You must've borderline gorged yourself to get into the right shape to use your quirk!"

Yeah, that made more sense to him. You didn't seem to be the type to want money more than anything, so you looking out for his wellbeing was a whole lot more wholesome and truer to your character. And you didn't even give him time to respond before you were out in the kitchen already planning out several different things to put out in the shop. "I'll have to stock up! Do you like chocolate chip or something else? Does coffee also work with your quirk? I can make something else!"

Your rambling was adorable, Taishiro couldn't help but lean against the wall and watch you as you planned and planned. Having someone care about him and his work was endearing. There was never anyone like that for him until now. Part of him enjoyed it a lot, the other half was worried about how fast she was going. Taishiro could practically see the smoke coming from her ears with how hard she was thinking.

"You don't have to worry that much about it." The pro hero chuckled. Yet you still walked and paced as you cooked for the inside date night with the man you just learned a ton about.

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