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darkmajesty-xo · 1 year

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18+ MDNI| tw! ProHero TodoDeku, Assistant! Reader, Age Gap Suggestive

a/n : this is an unedited poorly written thot that i had for christmastime, neglected it then thought to release it for icythots birthday. i'm sorry my love you deserve better but maybe someone will like it !

midoriya is awful at hiding things.

snacks, secrets, feelings and especially presents. so, naturally birthdays are very stressful for him.

he tries his best each year but no matter how creative he thinks he is, his boyfriend always stumbles upon his hiding spots. it can get really frustrsting at times, and even though shoto says that it's okay and still pretends to be surprised with whatever allmight related collectable he gets him-- deku still wants to get this right!

so this year he had the bright idea of leaving the wrapped gift in his office drawer until the big day. midoriya is often up and out of the house by 5am for his morning jog and workout, with his bestfriend kacchan, while shoto sleeps in. however, since it's a "holiday" deku would forgo the gym sesh and drive over to their joined agency like a sneaky little elf.

it's honestly the perfect plan and he doesn't know why he didn't think of it sooner.

izuku was proudly mumbling to himself as he stepped off the elevator and into the office space when he noticed you sitting at your desk in the lobby. you'd been his and shoto's assistant for about a year now; a quirkless college grad with great references and eager to please. both men would describe you as a literal godsend-- single handedly organizing and restructuring the business aspects of their very chaotic agency.

don't judge the man, it's tough being the "on again off again" number one and japan's new "symbol of hope".

between keeping civilians safe and battling it out on the charts with kacchan every other week, he doesn't have time for paperwork and protocol. shoto, who sits comfortably at number 3, simply ignores paperwork and waits for somebody else to do it.

all of that to say that you were a super hardworking and valued employee but it still doesn't explain why you'd be at the office this early on the weekend.

"goodmorning, y/n".

you must not've heard the ding of the elevator because the sound of his voice startled you into spilling the contents of your mug all all over your keyboard.

"shit. shit. shit." you scrambled to blot the mess with your cardigan sleeves, shaking your head and worrying at your lips. deku was slightly amused. not because you'd spilled something but because he'd never heard you use profanities before. you were normally very reserved and meek. your submissiveness was something that he'd spoken about to you in the past because he felt like some of the sidekicks were taking advantage of your kindness. if deku had to list one toxic trait about you, it'd probably be that you were an extreme people pleaser. even moreso than him, and that's saying something.

"are you okay? i hope you didn't burn yourself".

you sighed, defeated, allowing yourself to glance at the annoying intruder only to be met with sparkling gemstone eyes and a soft smile. time has been well on midoriya. even with the slight crinkles by his eye and streaks of gray peppering his emerald green mop, he still looked as youthful as ever. the same deku that stole the hearts of many all those years ago- just a few more scars on his warlorn body and a softer layer to his midsection. but he looked great! if anything that extra thickness on his tummy only emphasized his mouthwatering biceps and juicy juicy thighs. he could probably crack your head open with those things.

"hey, sweetheart. are you okay?" he was closer now, the minty aroma of his cologne flowing into your space. your cheeks burned. here you were lusting over one of your very taken bosses, yet again.

"mr.deku! im fine, im fine. you just startled me is all" you breathed, brushing a stray loc away from your face. deku hummed, seemingly evaluating your strange reaction but choosing not to comment.

"why aren't you at home with your family? i could've sworn we gave all the administrative staff the day off".

"well i don't really have a family or anybody waiting for me, so i figured that i could get some work done. crime doesn't stop on the weekends" you shrugged. that didn't sit well with deku. he couldn't imagine you spending the day holed up in his agency.

"why don't you come home with me"?

it was hard not to laugh at the way your eyes widened. your mouth opening and closing in shock. it was so easy to fluster you. deku didn't know if it was due to your age or if you were just that innocent. he liked that. its perverted, he knows, but the thought of you on your knees staring up at him all doe eyed lived rent free in his mind.

"ouch, i didnt know that i was such bad company" he teased, just to get a rise out of you. and of course you took the bait. rushing to apologize. clarifying that you didn't want to be a bother. insisting that he haad much better things to do than babysit you. but deku wouldn't be deku if he took "no" for an answer, and that's how you wound up in your employer's kitchen watching him struggle to decide what he'd be preparing for his lover's birthday brunch. it was something that his friends did every year for eachother and he offered to host this time but there was one small problem…

deku can't cook.

sure he has the funds to hire a catering service but that seemed so impersonal. he wanted something that came from the heart! but after a couple tik tok videos and several pancakes on the floor- he started to rethink that decision. he then heard the little giggles coming from your direction. he turned towards you with a raised brow and you quickly put both hands on your mouth in response.

"what's so funny, little girl ?" he pointed his batter covered spatula towards you, only to get some on his freckled cheek. you laughed even harder this time, grabbing for your phone to take a picture. he liked seeing you like this, all free and relaxed.

"y'know i didn't see "bully" listed on your resume" he joked, pouting while dramatically turning his back to you. "don't expect a good reference letter from me when you go seek out greener pastures".

"oh please" you snorted, rising from your stool to join him at the stove. "where would i find something greener than your hair, mr. deku?" you teased, bumping him aside with your hip to grab the bowl of batter, "besides i'd never leave the two of you". it grew silent; the only sound being the sizzle of the batter hitting the pan. for a moment you thought you'd overstepped and began raking through your mind for save but the hero mimicked your earlier action-- softly bumping your hip to catch your attention. with flushed cheeks he smiled down at you making heat bloom witin your own cheeks.

"the feelings mutual, sweetheart".

after about two hours of cooking, with deku insisting on "mandatory snack breaks", the two of you had accomplished decenrt brunch spread with a fusion of japanese and american cuisine.

the two of were giggling over a pot of kenchinjiru when shoto sleepily shuffled into the kitchen. it was a welcomed sight to wake up to you and izuku being so cozy. he leaned against the wall, arms crossed over his chest, just admiring how well you fit with his partner, how comfortable you both seemed. he could've watched you all morning, had izuku not looked over his shoulder.

"oh! hey, sho. look at what i found" izuku chirped, happily petting you on top of the head. "izuku--" you whined shyly, glancing at the heterochromatic hero.

even fresh out of bed, shoto looked absolutely stunning. his silky strands were parted down the middle, falling loosely against his tailbone. his beautifull sculpted face held no imperfections, save for his iconic scar. however, his body told a different story. standing bare, in only his boxers, you could see battle scars littered against his pale flesh-- weaving against one another like the intricate lines of a tattoo. he'd always maintained a slimmer physique than deku, showcasing a smaller waist and chiseled abs lightly dusted with a bicolored happy trail that led to his scantily clad lower regions. the sight of shoto todoroki in nothing but his skin tight boxer briefs was mouth-watered. you eyes wandered a bit longer and lower than thet should've and the icy hot hero definitely took notice.

eyes locked on your own, sauntered towards the two of you and pulled izuku into a steamy kiss. the greenette was shocked, especially when his partner's hands dropped to grip his ass. he leaned into the other man's touch, moaning softly with each swipe of his tongue. you were as still as a statue, drinking in this erotic display of passion. yes, you'd seen them kiss around the agenc before but it was never more than a light peck. this was soft porn.

"goodmorning, baby" shoto whispered against izuku's lips. kissing him softly once more before pulling away and turning towards you. you didnt know what to expect but it surely wasn't him pulling you flush against his body, big hands resting on your hips while nuzzling his cheek against your own.

"what a nice surprise".

his voice was still husky with sleep and it tickled your skin. he pulled back slightly to get a better look at you. big bright eyes, rich skin and soft curves. the last thing he epected to wake up to was you in his arms, but its not like he's complaining. it's no secret that shoto fancies you. the only person unaware of his crush was you.

for the sake of decorum and professionality, in addition to his long-term relationship, he'd refrained asking you out directly. you were the best assistant they'd had and both men could tell that you were shy, so he would've hated to scare you off. he kept his efforts subtle. one time you mentioned how sweet you thought it was that him and izuku left eachother cute encouraging messages on their desks throughout the day, so he started leaving you cute little notes as well.

"you're doing great".

"i'm so happy you're here".

"you're the perfect little helper".

"you smell nice"

you didn't get the last one, it was intercepted by izuku who felt like it was borderline creepy. he didn't have any problems with shoto's crush/obsession with you; he actually encouraged ti, especially in the bedroom. but there was a time and a place for everything.

the two of you had been staring at eachother for a while when deku's voice brough you back to reality.

"do you mind excusing us for a second, love ? i'm sure you dont want to see this old man in his undies" Izuku giggled, while nudging his partner.

"she doesn't seem to min-

"shoto! bedroom, now."

the two men left you to your simmering soup, and thoughts while they trekked to their upstairs bedroom.

"you've really outdone yourself , izu" shoto began, "i was expecing another allmight figurine, not a threesome".

"shoto, baby, you gotta relax sometimes" izuku sighed. he searched through the drawers looking for a pair of shoto's sweat then threw them at the other man's head. "i saw her at the office this morning and invited her over because aparrently she's all alone. she just thinks she's here for your birthday brunch and has no idea about your little obession with her".

"MY 'little obession' ? wasn't it just last night that you begged me to fuck you like i'd fuck her ?"

Izuku ran his figners through his hair trying to ignore the emerging stiffness between his thighs from the memory.

"i- i will admit that i am attracted to her and after spending time with her this morning i can admit that i do like her BUT i am not the one that purposely gets hurt on patrol so that she'll fuss over me, and i'm definitely not the one that calls her for literally everything just so i can jerk off to her voice over the phone, am i ?"

"i will neither confirm nor deny those statements".

"exactly" izuku rolled his eyes, "m'gonna go check on her, k?"

"don't eat without me" shoto smirked.

"perv" izuku muttered, but winked back at his handsome boyfriend. he opened the door and there you stood wide-eyed with your hand over your mouth.

his eye twitched. they'd just been busted discussing you in a very lewd manner. he was just about to apologize but you did it first

"i'm so so sorry, mr deku. i didnt mean to listen, i just wanted to tell mr shoto 'happy birthday' but then i heard you talking and i didnt know what to do because i have been in love with the two of you since i started working and i never imagined--

izuku interrupted your ramblings with a soft kiss and gestured to shoto who was already sitting on the bed, cock in hand.

"how about we make it a very happy birthday, love ?"

#happy birthday shoto #i love you babe #todoroki x black reader #deku x black reader #todoroki x chubby reader #Deku #mha deku #izuku midoryia smut #tododeku

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hentyehottie · 2 years

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I love how you write pussy eating and I wanna know how todoroki, bakugo and dabi would eat you out. Please I’m so down back for these mens 🥺

Hiiii 🥹 thank you lmaoooo it’s my fav thing to write about 💀 & I had a chubby reader in mind so I hope that’s cool 👉🏾👈🏾

c/w: cunnilingus, characters are always aged up

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Bakugo ✿

Very old fashioned of course. He usually always has you on your back with your knees pushed up to your chest while he feasts on that pussy. You never complain cause the brute is a menace with his tongue and won’t even think about fucking you until you cum on his tongue at least twice.

Todoroki ✿

Our little subby boy loves to be on his knees. Always wants to have you standing with your back against a wall and a leg draped over his shoulder. Loves when you pull his hair and force his face into your pussy. Oooo and he really loves your fupa on his forehead 🥺

Dabi ✿

Dabi is a total ass man. Which is exactly why you’re gonna sit on his face, reverse cowgirl. He wants a face full of your pussy while you smother him with your thick ass. Not only that but of course you’d be put to work too, the villain threatening to singe handprints onto your juicy ass if your lips aren’t around his cock in the next ten seconds 😭

Honorable Mention 🤩

Tamaki ✿

Tamaki, would love to have you on all fours, not because it’s a favorite position or anything, but simply because he’s shy and doesn’t want you looking at him lol. He’d go slow at first, but just tasting you makes him feral. So by the second lick he’s gripping your arms taut as he pushes and pulls, fucking your delicious cunt on that massive tentacle tongue.

*Art by kaylenxeijiro 🥹🥹🥹*

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kirbyskisses · 1 year

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cw: breeding

dabi who practically explodes when you call him his real name while fucking. the revelation that it’s not just the villain you love - it’s all of him - the villain, the tortured child, the man who loves you - every part of him.

your mouth lets out a weak “touya” while he’s inside you and suddenly he loses all control - hips rutting ‘nd bucking into you like a dog. he practically cums on the spot, shaking and grunting loudly through a world-shattering orgasm.

then, he’s practically drooling; doing and saying anything to hear it drop from your lips.

“say it again, babygirl. c’mon, say my name.” he moans - dick as deep as it can go, before sliding out all the way to the tip and shoving back in, kissing your most plush, sensitive spot with every stroke.

“t-t-touya~” weakly rolls its way out of your lips as white cream from just before spills out of you onto the sheets below with every thrust.

“no, louder baby, c’mon… say it for me”

“t-touya-”

“that’s it. who’s making you feel good?”

“you are, touya~” you squeal, his hands gripping the meat of your thighs to push you further into a mating press.

“whose pussy is this, doll?”

“yours, touya. it’s j’st for you!”

“that’s right. all mine. and i’m the one you love right? i’m the whose baby you want - whose cum you need, aren’t i?” his blue eyes stare down at you in a mix of possessiveness, love, lust and desperation.

“yes. yes it’s you, touya - I love you, touya. want you, touya. want to have your baby, touya.”

dabi touya swears he’s never cum harder in his life.

#smut #touya x reader #touya todoroki #dabi #dabi x reader #mha smut #bnha x reader #x poc reader #x black reader #x plus size reader #x chubby reader #mha x reader #kirby thirsts 😫💦#touya todoroki x reader #todoroki smut #todoroki x reader

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jazzthatonewriterchick · 9 months

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DRABBLE: YOU'RE THE CUTEST BIMBO HE'S EVER SEEN (18+) (MHA) (for Fem!Readers)

Writer's Note: Idk...I like the bimbo shit. I might make a fic with a bimbo!reader one of these days. Btw, some of these drabbles are meant for chubby/plus-sized readers, but I'll just put that as a note. Enjoy! -Jazz

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PRO!HITOSHI - Note: Reader is Chubby

When he sees you for the first time, he is as intrigued as he is rock-hard the very moment he sees you in your little pink thong bikini.

He is down the shore with Denki after being forced to take a trip to get out of the sweltering, congested Tokyo heat for a while. Don’t get him wrong; a nice trip down the shore to get away from the villain activity and constant rush of the city is definitely a nice change of pace. But to walk around semi-naked people isn’t is idea of a relaxing vacation. It’s uncomfortable for him, walking around and seeing so many women with strings up their asses.

“You just need some company,” Denki said when Shinso voiced his concerns to his friend. “This place is swimming with plenty of pretty babes for the choosing, ‘Toshi! Who wouldn’t want to spend some time with the top underground hero in Japan?”

Though Denki's compliment works somewhat, Shinso isn’t concerned with meeting someone for a hookup. He isn’t even really interested in sex…until he meets you, at least. While Denki is busy trying to flirt with some girls standing by a hot dog stand, Shinso slinks away into a nearby trinket store. His eyes roam over the seashell fridge magnets and snow globes with the fake snow replaced with sand. He thinks about which gift would be good for Eri, his little sister, until his eyes land on you.

There you stand a few feet away at a shelf of trinkets, standing on your tip toes with one of your chunky arms outstretched. You’re trying to reach for a pink seashell-shaped purse on the top shelf, and though you know damn well you can’t reach it, you still try.

Shinso is no longer interested in checking out the store items now that he’s got a look at you. You’re the best thing in here, from your plump little frame to the pink clothes you wear…if you can even call them clothes.

You’re really wearing just a mesh pink cover-up dress with a hot pink bikini underneath. The bikini top ties around your neck and back, exposing your rolls, while the bottoms are stuck in between your luscious, plump asscheeks that all Shinso wants to do is shove his face in. While he’s still uncomfortable seeing you in a thong, it's a different kind of discomfort now. He can feel his cock chub against his shorts, uncomfortably so.

“Excuse me?” It takes him a moment to realize you’re talking to him because of how dazed he is from your ass. You’ve turned around to face him now, showing your front, and dear fuck, does he wish you wouldn’t have. He can now see how the bikini top barely covers your big, juicy breasts and how your tummy bulges slightly over the string waist of your thong. Your lips, kissable and soft, shin in pink, glittery gloss and your cute little fingernails and toenails are coated in pink paint. Everything about you is pink.

He decides that the color fits you especially well when you open your mouth to speak again. “I'm so sorry,” you giggle sheepishly, giving him a smile that feels like a punch in the gut, “but could you help me reach that bag up there?” You point one chunky hand up towards the top shelf. “I’m just too short to reach.”

Shinso blushes at the sound of your voice, so sweet and innocent-sounding. He wonders how you’d sound moaning his name with his cock buried deep inside of you. “Uh, sure,” he replies, his voice sounding dry and gravely. He can barely breathe. You excitedly clap your hands, thanking him profusely for his help. “I was so sure I’d end up tripping over these,” you giggle, pointing down at your pink sandal wedges. What a pretty princess, you are.

“It’s whatever,” Shinso deadpans as he walks over to you. “Wouldn’t want nothin’ to happen to those shoes.” He glances down at them. “Steve Madden, huh?” he asks, loving it when you flush shyly at his observation. “I had some extra money,” you confess. “So I splurged. But they’re cute, right?!”

‘So, so cute,’ he thinks, but he isn’t referring to the shoes one bit. When he steps beside you to reach for the bag, he catches a whiff of your body spray. It is sweet and delectable, like whipped cream or sugar. God, could you get any cuter? As if answering him, his cock throbs painfully in his shorts. He barely has to stand on his toes to reach the bag, causing you to cutely gasp at his height. “Wow!” you say, shocked. “You’re so tall! I’ve never met anyone as tall as you.”

Shinso chuckles when he grabs the bag and holds it out to you. “Well, now you have. And you’re welcome…” He trails off, wishing you’d take a hint and spill the space in with your name. He watches as you gulp and stare up at him with those big, doe-like eyes as you take the bag from him. When you do, your fingers brush against his, sending an electric shock through him as if Denki just used his quirk on him.

“T-Thank you,” you softly stutter. “And I’m Y/N. It’s very nice to meet you, Mr…” You trail off too, cutely puckering your lips. “No Mr,” Shinso chuckles. “Just Shinso. Or Hitoshi. Whichever you want.”

You tap one painted nail against your chin thoughtfully. “Hit-o-shi,” you carefully pronounce. Shinso has to suppress a groan at the sight of your soft lips forming his name.

“Can I call you ‘Toshi?” you ask, hope in your eyes. And something more. Mischief, it looks like. Hitoshi’s interest reaches its peak when he realizes that there is a whole other side to you than the cute, innocent persona he’s seeing right now.

He copies your move and thoughtfully taps his finger against his chin, earning a sweet giggle from you. “Only if I can call you princess,” he replies smoothly. “And maybe buy you somethin’ to eat? I’ll admit that I’m not too familiar with the boardwalk though.”

You look rather shy from the pet name, but you don’t let that stop you from conversing more with him. “Is it your first time here?” you ask, gasping when he nods. “Oh, you’re gonna have so much fun! They have the best funnel cakes and pizza here! I’ll tell you what, ‘Toshi: I’ll treat you to food for doing such a good deed and helping me get my bag. Deal?”

You reach your hand out for him, peering up at him through your thick, doll-like lashes. All Shinso wants to do is fuck you silly while you look at him like that, but instead, he takes your hand, smirking at the way you bite your lip. “It’s a deal, princess,” he huskily says.

SHIGIRAKI - There’s no way you don’t know what you’re doing to people. There’s just no way! Do you know what you’re doing to him?

These are the thoughts that run through Shiggy’s head when you step into the dimly-lit, crowded bar with Toga by your side. The two of you giggle to each other, looking like the best of friends in your little sundresses and tiny purses that hang off of your wrists. The only difference between you and Toma the combination of innocence and sexiness you seem to ooze.

Toga had said she was inviting a friend of hers to the annual bar hop adventures she, Shiggy, and half of the LOV always have at this exact bar. Dabi knows the guy so they get drinks half off and the cops aren’t called despite them being out and about in the city. He sits with Dabi, Mr. Compress, and Twice (who won’t shut the fuck up) now, a whiskey in his hand that he knows he’s going to need when you finally come up to greet him.

Shiggy was initially against Toga bringing a stranger into their activities. “What if she talks?” he hissed. “How can you be so sure she won’t blab to the police about us? How do you even know this girl?” Toga barely gave him a glance as she poured herself some juice in the kitchen in their lair. “She’s an old childhood friend of mine,” she explained. “And no, she’s not gonna talk because she hates cops and heroes. I promise you’ll love her! She’s got a wicked streak to her.”

When he sees you, he can’t tell what about you is so ‘wicked’. You look like the cutest package of candy in your short, pink sundress that barely covers your ass or your tits that jiggle enticingly. He doesn’t even think you’re wearing a bra. You paired the dress with some pink heels, a charm bracelet, and two high pigtails that he envisions yanking on while his cock is buried deep in your–

“Hey, guys!” Toga giggles when she finally makes it to the stools. Shiggy nearly jumps out of his skin, earning a low chuckle out of Dabi. “This is my friend, Y/N. The one from my childhood? I told you I was bringing her tonight, remember?” She gives you a toothy, excited grin, allowing you to introduce yourself further.

“Nice to meet you all,” you say in your sugary, sweet voice that washes over Shiggy. “I hope I’m not interrupting your night out, but Toga insisted I meet you all.” Twice is the first one to make an impression, hopping out of his seat to greet you. “Not at all!” he brightly chirps. “I’m Twice, by the way. This here is Dabi, Spinner, and Shiggy.”

Spinner gives you a nod while Dabi only glances and Shiggy glares at Twice. “Shigaraki,” he corrects his friend. Toga rolls her hazel eyes while you giggle to yourself. “Ignore him,” she sighs. "Come, sit right here with me! I’ll order us some drinks. Do you like those fruity ones?”

Eagerly, you nod, making you even cuter. You then turn to him, your big eyes stopping him short of breathing. “Um…is this seat taken?” you ask, pointing one red-painted nail at the empty stool. To anyone else, he would’ve said something smart, but he can’t even muster words with how soft your lips look and the sweet smell of your perfume filling his senses. ‘What the fuck is wrong with you?’ he thinks to himself. He’s never had any woman make him feel this way before. He thought these kinds of feelings were long gone.

He nods, earning a blinding smile from you as you take a seat. As you do, the hem of your dress rides up, revealing a sliver of thigh that has Shiggy’s cock throbbing uncomfortably in his sweats. From his right side, Dabi leans in towards him. “You’d better snag that before someone else does, Shig,” he teasingly whispers. “That someone bein’ me.”

Shiggy glances at his friend, irked at his attempt at pushing his buttons. He knows Dabi also has a thing for innocence; especially ruining it. He turns to you, already finding you looking at him. “You listen to Nine Inch Nails?” you ask, quiet excitement in your voice. Shiggy blinks, confused as to what you mean, until you point at his band shirt. “I like them too! Have you ever been to one of their shoes?”

It takes Shiggy some time to process words, but he doesn’t keep you waiting or questioning yourself. “Uh, yeah,” he replies. “Two years ago. You listen to metal like that?” His eyes graze over your outfit and your body, picturing you without clothes. “‘Cause it doesn’t look like it.”

You giggle, adorably scrunching you nose. “It doesn’t,” you agree, “but yeah! I’m into a lot of hard metal and rock, but not too much screamo. That doesn’t keep me out of Hot Topic though.” Shiggy smirks at your confession and nods down at his wrist. You look down, gasping at the spiked Hot Topic bracelet sitting there. “It’s like we’re one and the same,” you softly laugh, smiling at the bartender when he lowers your pretty, fruity drink down.

Shiggy watches you sip your drink, your gloss stain on the glass rim making him want to cum all over your mouth. “Are we really?” he asks, but not unkindly. He is actually very curious and interested in you. What is it about you that Toga likes?

He gets his answer when you turn to him, a mischievous, dark glint in your pretty eyes. Despite your cutesy appearance and pretty clothes, you now appear before him as someone else. Someone darker. “We could always find out,” you suggest, a slight purr in your voice. He doesn’t know if it’s an accident, but your knee slightly brushes his when you shift in your seat.

Those words are all Shiggy needs. After one too many drinks and the whole “getting to know you” shit, you find yourself underneath him in his bed, your legs up by your ears and your pretty, pink dress on his bedroom floor. Shuddery moans and grunts leave his lips every time he drives his cock into you again and again, his hands wrapped around your ankles. “Tell me how it feels,” he growls. “Tell me, slutty girl.”

You whine for him, your lipgloss smudged off of your lips and pretty breasts jiggling for him as he fucks you into the mattress. “It feels good!” you babble, your mascara smudged. “You feel so good, Shigaraki!”

“Tomura,” he grunts down to you. “Call me Tomura.” Realization clears in your dazed eyes and your pretty face splits into a smile before he swoops down to swirl his tongue with yours in a wet, open-mouthed kiss.

A sudden bang comes from above the wall above your head where the headboard bangs against it. “Could you two shut the fuck up?” Dabi yells. “I’m tryin’ to sleep off this whiskey.”

“Yeah!” Toga agrees. “I brought my friend tonight to get to know you, Shiggy, but not like this! You’ll ruin her!” A light giggle leaves your lips as Shiggy continues to rock his hips into your wet, tight walls. You lean up, your sticky lips at his ear. “I’m already ruined,” you whisper. “Can you ruin me more, Tomura?”

Shiggy didn’t need you to repeat. The entire night he spent ruining you over and over again, covering you in his cum until the dawn. Now he thinks you could be an extra good addition to the LOV crew.

PRO!BAKUGOU - Note: Reader is Chubby

He could’ve blown his fucking load when Mina brings you along for mini golf one night.

It’s just an ordinary summer evening where he and the squad are playing mini golf and slurping down milkshakes before you show up. Initially, Bakugou is irked waiting for you and Mina to show up, hating when people are late. “Where the fuck are these two?” he huffs. “They’d better not be doin’ their hair or somethin’ ‘cause I’m gonna be pissed if they are.”

“You know how girls are, ‘Suki,” Kiri chuckles, watching Denki try to aim his ball at a hole surrounded by gnome and fairy statues. “Mina takes forever to do her makeup sometimes, but it’s all to look nice for us. I’d think her friend is doing the same thing.”

As if on cue, Sero announces their arrival from his seat. “Look!” he exclaims, a chocolate milkshake in his hand. “They’re here! And damn, does her friend look good.” Each boy turns to look at you and they can all agree. Especially Bakugou.

He can’t keep his eyes off of you as you strut up with Mina, arms hooked in one another’s. You’re wearing a low cut, white crop top with a push-up bra that make your breasts look immaculate and delicious and a tiny, pink tennis skirt that starts at the waistband of your pudgy stomach and stops right at the top of your thick, jiggly thighs. You paired this outfit with white Nike low tops and pink knee socks that make you look more innocent than the cute little smile on your face that gets wider the closer you get to him and the guys.

He can’t stop staring at you, especially when you get closer and he gets to drink in all of the other details to you––how short you are compared to him (you barely graze his chest!); the Fenty gloss on your plump lips; the tiny bow clip in your hair; the scent of fruit on your skin that makes him dizzy.

Are you fucking forreal? How are you going to show up like that as if it’s normal? Are you trying to tease him? Are you playing with him? Bakugou can’t help but be irrationally angry from how cute and sexy you are. How is it possible to be both cute and sexy? All he knows is that his dick knows the answer judging by how it’s pushing up against his briefs at the sight of you now.

Mina stops you right in front of him despite his raging hard-on. Just his fucking luck. “Fellas,” she says with a smile, “this is my friend, Y/N. We work together at my agency and she was just dying to meet you guys.”

You flush, becoming shy at Mina’s teasing. “C’mon, Mina,” you softly whine, bumping your hip with hers. God, what Bakugou wouldn’t give to feel those hips in his big hands! Would you let him? There’s no way you wouldn’t. Your short skirt says that you want his hands all over you.

“Oh, really?” Denki asks, raising a brow. He struts up to you, already putting on the charm. “Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you, Y/N,” he purrs, shaking your hand. “I’m Denki, by the way. You probably know me as Chargebolt.” He raises your hand to kiss it, but is stopped by Bakugou tossing a golf ball at his head. “Kill the flirting, perv,” he grumbles as Denki rubs his temple, glaring at him.

“Sorry about them,” Mina sighs, but you just giggle. Bakugou’s ears perk at the sound. “That’s Kirishima and Sero aka Red Riot and Cellophane.” Kiri gives you a friendly wave while Sero gives you a wink that Bakugou doesn’t particularly like either. “And Bakugou already made his grand introduction,” Mina sarcastically says.

You finally face him entirely and he sees your smile falter somewhat when your eyes land on his. Bakugou notices immediately. Do you not like what you see? Are you intimidated by him? He backs up to try and give you space, realizing how small you really are…small enough to break…small enough to toss around in a bedroom. His bedroom, preferably.

“Nice to meet all of you,” you sweetly say, though your eyes are still on him. “I'm exposing myself here, but I am a big fan of you guys! I’ve got all your posters and merch!” Everyone except Bakugou laughs at your cute little confession. “Oh, yeah?” Sero asks, raising a pierced brow. “So who’s your favorite hero, Y/N? It’s okay, you can tell us.”

He, Kiri and Denki look at you, interested despite your obvious shyness and discomfort. Even though Bakugou won’t admit it, even he is interested. Even so, he decides to come to your rescue, shocking every single one of his friends. “Ignore them,” he murmurs as he passes you a golf club. “You want next game or what?”

You stare up at him with those big eyes, looking shocked he’s even saying much to you. You wrap one hand around the golf club, giving him a look at your pink manicure. He can’t imagine how they’d look on his cock while you’re stroking it for him. “I would,” you say, “but I’m not much of a player. I wore the right outfit for it though!”

You swish your hips around in your pink skirt, making Bakugou’s cock even harder when he thinks he catches a glimpse of your inner thighs. “Show her, Katsuki!” Kiri shouts from the sidelines. “She is our guest, after all.” The redhead gives him a knowing wink which emits a growl from Bakugou.

“Whatever,” he huffs. Despite being pissed that his friends know he is whipped, he leads you over to one of the golf holes located up on a hill surrounded by wooden fans. You stand to the side, your tongue thoughtfully licking your bottom lip and giving him some awful thoughts about your mouth. “Am I doin’ it right?” you ask, even bending your knees though it’s still the incorrect form.

Bakugou nearly laughs at your cuteness. “Nah, but I’ll give you points for your eagerness. Want me to show you?” You peer at him from over your shoulder and nod. Without even realizing how this looks, he stands behind you, putting a good distance between his front and your back to avoid giving you a taste of his raging bulge.

“Stand with your hips square with your feet,” he explains, doing his best to not breathe in your shampoo. You do so before his hands cup yours over the golf club. “Take it back once, aim for the ball, and…” He helps you swing the club at the ball, your body twisting with his as you do. The ball goes soaring up the hill and into the hole, never missing.

From the sidelines, the gang applauded you. “I did it!” you excitedly shout, turning to him. “We did it!” You jump up and down, giving Bakugou a great view of your breasts jiggling and bouncing about. You’re not making this easy for him at all, especially with that pretty smile on your face. “And that’s why you’re my favorite,” you confess.

Bakugou scowls at you, confused. “Huh?”

You look down at your shoes, suddenly shy. “The guys asked me who my favorite hero was out of all of you,” you softly say. “And it’s you ‘cause you’re so sweet.” Bakugou’s brain short-circuits. Sweet. You think he's sweet! You, the sweetest little thing he’s ever met. Suddenly, the air between you changes to something more open and flirtatious. He wants to know everything about you now.

“Well,” he replies, a smirk on his lips, “maybe you can tell me more about how sweet I am over a milkshake?” You look up at him, excitement in your pretty eyes. “And over a phone call!” Denki calls from the sidelines. “Give her your number, dude!”

Bakugou swears if looks could kill, his friends would be dead by now. But he does, in fact, give you his number at the end of the night.

PRO!KIRI - Note: Reader is Chubby

‘Mine.’

That’s all he can think when he sees you for the first time at the gym. As soon as he sees you in your tight, pink sports bra and shorts that cup your shapely, plump ass so nicely, it’s a fucking wrap for him. You pop up on the treadmill next to him and he immediately notices despite him jogging. So far, he’s at five miles. Another five to go.

He knows he can’t be distracted by anything that will ruin his workout, but so far, the distraction is winning. You glance at him and offer a smile that makes your little cheeks and baby face even cuter. The sight of you nearly knocks the air out of him. He manages to smile back at you, trying his best to not seem menacing with his sharp teeth, but you don’t seem too disarmed.

He then pretends to go back to what he’s doing (working out), but all the while, he pays attention to your every move. He watches as one of your chunky fingers presses the buttons on the treadmill, your fingernail pained a glittery pink. Then you start walking along the moving convator belt, your high ponytail swishing behind you and reminding him of some very naughty things, like wrapping his fist in it while his cock is buried in the delectable pussy that he knows hides behind those shorts.

He’s admittedly never dated a woman of your size or shape before. Honestly, he hasn’t had too many girlfriends due to his demanding job as a pro hero. But looking at the way your breasts jiggle in your sports bra and your soft, chubby waist behind your shorts is making him think differently. Not to mention how short you are. He’s got a thing for short girls. Maybe it’s because of the whole protection thing. He likes feeling tall and big enough to protect his girl from everyone and everything, you? You definitely fit the bill.

These thought scare him slightly. Why is he pining after a whole stranger in a gym and thinking that you’re his? He’s eyeing you down like you’re a piece of food and he’s starving for it. He immediately turns away and blushes as red as his hair. ‘This is so unmanly,’ he thinks, criticizing himself for his behavior.

But goddamn, are you too fine! Most of the men in here seem to think so too. He notices their eyes crawling across your body, stopping on your ass and boobs. He glances at you worriedly, wondering if you notice it too. But you’re too busy singing along to the music in your pink AirPods, your voice making him crack a smile. You’re just too cute!

He doesn’t make his move on the first day though. He waits for about a month before he actually says something to you. Every time he comes in on the weekends, he does so on the same day at the same time hoping to see you. And he does. You strut in wearing your short, tight gym attire with your J’Adore Dior duffle bag, your ponytail bouncing. You greet each other with smiles before he watches you get into your workout, paying close attention to the way your body moves and any gym rats who may want to bother you.

The day he actually makes a move isn’t one he planned on. It’s a Saturday morning and he’s busy with his cool-down stretches, pretending not to be looking at you in the mirror squatting with a kettlebell between your chunky hands. His eyes marvel at your body, wondering how you’d feel in an embrace or underneath him. Those thoughts quickly dissipate though when someone walks up to you.

He is buff and about the same height as Kiri with tattoos and a muscle tee. Immediately, Kiri switches into protection mode and strains to hear your convo. “Hey,” the guy greets you. You pause with your workout, lowering the kettlebell down. “Hi,” you sweetly greet, giving him a smile. Kiri bristles. Those smiles are meant for him only!

“I’m Trent,” the guy says, offering his hand for a shake. You take it, still the sweetheart. “Y/N,” you introduce yourself. Kiri notices that Trent’s hand lingers a bit more than necessary before it drops from yours. “That’s some outfit, y’know,” he chuckles, leaning against one of the machines as he attempts to put the charm on.

“Thanks!” you giggle. “I bought this week. I just love pink. It’s such a pretty color.” Trent nods, his eyes trailing lustfully over your body in your tight one-piece unitard and cropped hoodie that stops just above your sternum. You don’t notice but Kiri does. “You know, I could always help you with this workout,” Trent suggests. "Help you get deeper into those squats.”

You blink at him, obviously confused. “Are you a trainer?” you ask innocently. Kiri feels his cock stir. God, you’re just too cute! Trent smirks down at you. “I can be that and more,” he purrs. “Here, let me get you a mat!”

“O-oh, that’s okay,” you protest. “I-I’m not–“ But he’s already moving to get you a mat and bends down to put it under your feet, eyeing your thighs and calves as he does so. You look so, so uncomfortable.’That’s it!’ Kiri thinks, irked to no end. He’s watched for long enough. He can't stop himself from rising to his feet and storming over to you and Trent, anger stirring within him.

When he stops near you, you’re the first one that sees him. He thinks he sees the corner of your lips twitch into a smile but he isn’t too sure. He stares down at Trent, crossing his arms over his broad chest. “I think she said she’s fine, Trent,” he firmly says, practically spitting the guy’s name. “You should listen to her.”

Trent pauses and glares up at Kiri. “What do you care?” he scoffs. “So I suddenly can’t be a nice guy?” Kiri glares back at him, his red eyes sharp. “We both know what you’re bein’ nice for,” he almost growls. “And I’m not about to sit by and watch you bother this girl just for some nookie. Leave her alone before I call security.” He eyes Trent down, daring him to fight this.

Trent stands, his jaw tight and eyes sharp. He glances at you before scoffing to himself and storming off, heading for the locker room. Once he’s gone, you sigh in relief. “Thank you,” you say with gratitude. “I have no idea why he wanted to give me a mat. I didn’t even need one!”

Kiri relaxes, but only slightly. You’re talking to him. You two are really talking! “Don't thank me,” he chuckles modestly. “Not that I don't think you can handle yourself, but I saw him tryin’ to spit game and you not enjoyin’ it too much, so I just had to step in.” He dares to look down at you and almost creams on the spot at the sight of your cleavage. “W-Well, I’m gonna go and let you–“

“I’m Y/N,” you instantly say, twirling the drawstring to your hoodie. You offer him a gloss-lipped smile that gives him butterflies. “Ejirou,” he replies. “Kiri for short.” You giggle to yourself. “I know; other than you being Red Riot, I hear your name all the time here.” He blushes, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m a regular here. It’s one of the only gyms that are safer for pros like me.”

“Well, I’ll keep your secret,” you giggle, “but only if you agree for me to buy you lunch for your good deed.” From the way you slightly rub your thighs together and peer up at him through your lashes, he feels like you’re thinking of a lot more than just lunch. And he wants to know just what.

He smirks down at you, trying hard to ignore his dick chubbing in his basketball shorts. “Maybe,” he replies, playing along. “I think I’d need your number for that though. I mean, just to tell you what I like…for lunch.” He almost kicks himself. You giggle to yourself, already pulling your rose gold iPhone out of your pocket. “It’s a date then!” you chirp.

After leaving the gym with your number in his phone, he can’t help but nut to the thought of you while in his car minutes later, the vision of your pretty lips and body coated in his sticky cum making him fuck his fist a little harder. Call him unmanly, but goddamn, he can't wait for the real thing!

DABI - When he first sees your cute little self in your mini skirt that barely covers your ass, he just wants to follow you around and scare anyone who dares to look at you the wrong way.

And that’s exactly what he does. ‘Cause what the fuck are you doing strutting around like that in this club? Don’t you know how you’re dressed? You’re dressed like you want to get fucked. Though he can’t see you from the front, he can tell you’re wearing a halter top judging from the tie around your slender back. And no bra? Those titties must be bouncing everywhere!

As you can damn well tell, Dabi likes the innocent girls…or the girls who look innocent. Something about ruining them and bringing out that nasty, dark, devious side to them that he knows lies deep underneath their soft, pink, sweet personality. And you’re no different.

So he lies deep in the cut and watches you laugh and chat with people, blushing cutely when they compliment your clothes and being completely oblivious to the guys who stare you down like they want to eat you alive. He sips on his drink and eyes your legs, wondering how they’d feel wrapped around him.

It doesn’t take long for this little game to come to an end. You step outside for some air and he’s right behind you, but he doesn’t go out immediately. He watches as you lean against the wall and dig into your pink purse for your bubblegum. Finally, he comes outside, feeling blessed that he can finally get you alone.

You don't even flinch when he comes up to stand beside you, taking a box of cigarettes out of his back pocket. In fact, you give him a smile as you chew on your bubblegum, your pink lips forming an O for a big bubble. He imagines those lips forming an O when you moan while his tongue is buried deep in your cunt that lies beneath that skirt. From his angle, he can finally see the rest of your outfit––a glittery, pink halter top paired with platform boots and luscious, curly hair that makes you look like one of those early 2000s movie stars.

“Want some?” you ask, holding the box of gum out to him. His eyes flick from the box to your big, doe-like eyes rimmed with mascara to make them look almost like a doll’s. Like his pretty little doll. “You’re askin’ a stranger whether or not he wants your gum?” he asks, raising a curious brow at you before puffing on his cig.

You giggle adorably, almost ditzy-like. “You’re not a stranger, silly!” you protest. He blinks down at you, confused. “I saw you when I came into the club with my friend…and while you were following me around.”

Dabi blanches. Fuck, he’s been caught! How did you even notice? “Accept my apology,” he sighs, smoke billowing from his lips. “Couldn't help myself. You just look too damn cute to be in there not bein’ looked after.”

At this, you become shy and advert your eyes as a bashful smile adorns your pretty face. “You know, smoke is a bad habit,” you softly say. He nods, agreeing. “What’s your point?” he asks, paying close attention to your body language. He notices how tight your thighs are pressed together and the way your fingers fiddle with your skirt. You’re wanting something.

“Because…” Your eyes slowly trail back to his, now hooded and lustful. “Nicotine breath ruins kisses,” you purr. “And I’d really like a kiss from you. I have to thank you for watching my back in there, don’t you think?”

Dabi swears he’s never been harder in his life. He’s also have never ditched a cig that wasn’t a stub yet either, but the promise of finally getting your lips on his makes him toss the cig down and crunch it under his shoe.

Several minutes later, your glossy, soft lips are on his, the taste of strawberries in his mouth, while his cock is buried deep in your soft, wet pussy. Your hands are pressed against the wall as he grips your hips, your skirt hiked up and your lace panties pushed to the side to give him all the freedom to fuck you as he pleases. And he does so.

“You’re just like a doll,” he grunts into your ear, growing harder with every breathy moan that leaves your lips. “Are you my pretty baby doll tonight?”

All he gets his a broken moan of his name in response. He chuckles to himself as he lifts your leg up slightly and continues to fuck you silly behind the nightclub. He knew you had a devious side.

NATSUO - You were just the cute girl in his class that he couldn’t stop thinking about.

You would walk in wearing the cutest outfits known to man, all of them with pink tossed in. His favorite one was the cropped pink sweater and white skirt that swished around your legs and hiked up slightly in the back to give him a sneak peek of your thighs. That was the first day you two met. You had sat in front of him and rummaged around in your backpack, oblivious to Natsuo burning a hole in your back.

You sighed adorably and turned to him randomly, your glossy lips in an adorable pout that had his cock stirring in his jeans. “Hi,” you say with a smile. “Sorry to bug you, but I forgot my pen at home. Do you have one I can borrow?”

It took a minute for Natsuo to answer because he was too busy staring at your lips move, envisioning his dick between them. “U-Uh, yeah,” he finally replied, idiotically so. He dug into his backpack and handed you one of his best ink pens.

You happily smiled as you took the pen from him, your soft fingers grazing against his. “Thanks!” you chirped. “I promise I’ll give it back to you at the end of the day.” And you did. That is when your friendship began. He begins letting you borrow your pens while you send him notes from class if he’s too tired to pay attention and falls asleep during class, dreaming of himself bending you over one of the desks.

When you first asked him to help you study for your midterm exam, he can’t believe his luck. “You’re just so smart,” you whine as you two walk alongside each other in the hall. “I can’t afford to fail, so I need your help. Meet you at your dorms this weekend? I’ll bring snacks!”

He was helpless to refuse you, but the idea of being alone with you this weekend made him want to bust and hide under his bed at the same time. He didn’t have that much experience with girls, especially pretty, cute, adorable ones like you. He spends the whole day cleaning up his space and gargling down Listerine mouthwash before you arrive.

When you do, it’s at 5 PM after you get off your shift. You show up at his door in a pretty, baby pink dress carrying a bag of snacks and sodas. “Thanks for letting me come over,” you say after Natsuo invites you in and get you situated at the table in the middle of his dorm. “I just know I’m gonna pass with you as a tutor.”

He blushes at the compliment. How is it you’re so sweet? “S’cool,” he chuckles sheepishly. “I’m happy to help. Thank you for the snacks though.” He ogles at the all of the snacks you pour out of your bag––Pocky boxes; chips; cookies; biscuits. You embarrassingly giggle, picking at your pink nails. “I, uh…like snacks,” you shyly confess.

‘Oh, God,’ Natsuo laments in his head as his cock surges in his sweats. Why the fuck did he wear sweats?! Why the fuck are you so cute?! This is not going to be easy.

It doesn’t get any easier for him as the night goes on. He gets distracted at some points at the crumbs dusting the corner of your mouth or the way you swipe your gloss over your lips. He tries not to freak out when you lean in to point out words you’re having trouble remembering the definitions for, the scent of your birthday cake body wash and the feeling of your bosom against his forearm. Are you doing this on purpose?

Despite him explaining and breaking down the study guide for you, all he can think about is dirtying up your dress with his cum or plunging his cock in and out of the gushy walls of your pussy. It’s impossible not to. He’s practically sweating halfway during the session so he has to strip himself of his hoodie, revealing his blue tee underneath that stretches across his muscles.

When you finally finish the session, it’s around 7 PM and you’ve correctly remembered most of the guide. When Natsuo gives you an approving smile, you squeal and jump on him. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” you cheer, wrapping your arms tight around him. He blushes, feeling your breasts pushing against his chest. “You’re such a good tutor! I’m gonna ace this exam because of you!”

Natsuo laughs at your cuteness, giving you a one-armed hug in respect to you. “It’s no problem,” he says. “It helps when you have such a great student.”

You pull away from him, peering up at him with those big eyes and that pretty face. “You know,” you say, your voice suddenly dipping an octave but still oh-so soft, “I’d hate to leave here and not repay you for such great work.” Your hands find his and you begin playing with his fingers, his cock stirring as you do. “Is there anyway you can think of, Natsuo?” you ask, batting your lashes prettily at him.

Oh, does he. And he knows you exactly what when he has you lying down in his bed with your dress hiked up on your hips where his hands are and his tongue finally fucking your pussy. “Fuck, Natsuo!” you whine, your hands in his snow-white hair. “Please!”

He moans as he pulls his tongue out of your wet hole and stares up at you. “Stop what, honey?” he asks, smiling at your blissful expression. “You wanted this, didn’t you? To repay me?”

His thumb finds your clit and begins slowly rubbing it, relishing the way you squirm for him. “Well, now you can.”

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His Favorite Girl | Enji Todoroki x Chubby!Reader feat. Shoto Todoroki

Summary; Shoto Todoroki is mean.

A big, stupid mean jerkface.

Basically, Shoto is acting like an ass and it leaves you feeling bad, luckily, his daddy Enji knows how to treat a girl like you right ;)

(Warnings: age gap(Enji is 46, reader and Shoto are 23)cheating, mean!Shoto, ooc! Enji(he’s literally so sweet) P in V, cunnilingus, squirting)

You honestly don’t know how it got to this point.

It feels as though a second ago, your heart was torn in two. As though you’d never allow yourself to fall in love again, prepared to spend the remainder of your days with a pet cat or two as your sole company.

Now. Now you think you’ve never truly been in love until this point.

Shoto was the first boy that ever truly liked you back. You remember the day that you confessed, you swore that you’d tease him about the cute blush that spread across his face for the rest of your lives and that you’d always be there for each other.

And it was cute, the puppy love, the hot sex in varying public spaces. He wasn’t a bad lover, per se. He wasn’t like other guys your age who couldn’t be asked with making you cum, and while you may have wanted more from him, he was really the only relationship you’d known.

Sometimes though, sometimes he could be real mean.

Maybe it was because his dad took an unusual liking to you, always offering you to stay for dinner, offering an internship at his agency or a recommendation to one of your choosing. He was always so supportive of you, anytime you’d make an achievement he was there.

Great job, sweetheart.

You need anything, honey?

Just wanna take good care of my favorite girl.

Since fucking when did you guys get so close? It grated on Shoto’s nerves. How close you were to his dad. And it bothered him how easy it was for his dad to sing your praises yet it took him years to do the same with Shoto. It didn’t help that anytime he brought you home it was like you spent more time with his father than him. The only time he had you to himself was when he was fucking you loud enough for his father to hear.

Shoto was pissed and if he can’t hurt his dad, then he’ll hurt you.

— —

Enji doesn’t know when it started.

At first, he thought your relationship with his son was good. You both were different, but as they say, opposites attract.

He was turning over a new leaf. He didn’t want to control his son’s love life in the same way his was controlled and he thought you were good for him, you were bubbly and sweet yet you were quick to call him out on his shit when the situation deemed necessary.

He had originally asked you to intern at his agency so that you and Shoto could work together, and after seeing you in action firsthand, he knew he had made the right choice.

So when? When did he just say fuck all and fell in love with you?

If he was honest, he doesn’t know when, maybe he always had been. You were just everything Shoto’s mother wasn’t. You were soft, so fucking soft. A walking temptation. You always wore the skimpiest tops, breasts practically spilling over the top. You wore cute thigh highs that had a little pudge peeking over the top. The tightest fucking sundresses that pressed against the chub of your tummy, hugged the curve of your ass. Whenever you’d greet him, you’d give him a firm, warm squeeze with the words Good to see you again, Enji falling from your plump lips. You always smelled so fucking good.

He wanted you, bad. And the fact that you were so insistent on spending time together under the guise of “bonding” wasn’t working in his favor.

— —

It was a bit difficult to pinpoint when Shoto’s change in behavior started. He’d always been frigid, but recently he’s been downright cold.

He doesn’t offer much aftercare afterwards, not that he knew how to provide much to begin with, but he’d at least hold you afterward.

Now, he just turns over and picks up his phone, leaving you to fend for yourself. And while Shoto hoped that this would deter you from wanting to be around him, it just pushed you further into his father’s arms.

Unbeknownst to him, after your sessions, his dad would be in the kitchen, plate of food and your favorite drink already prepared for you to try. And while you feel embarrassed about what Enji might’ve heard, he never makes you feel uncomfortable around him. You’d even started picturing him while his son was balls deep in your cunt.

— —

It all comes to a head when Shoto leaves after another round. He doesn’t offer much of an explanation and it’s when Enji sees you tear up in front of him that he decides enough is enough.

“Am I not pretty, Enji?” You practically blubber to him. Through your tears you confide in him that a friend of yours saw Shoto cozying up to Momo, one of the more slim-bodied girls at your university. You had noticed Shoto’s interest in her, but he’d assured you that he only had eyes for you.

What a load of shit.

And Enji tells you as much, tells you that you didn’t need Shoto, that you were smart, kind and beautiful, gorgeous even and that he wishes he had met you when he was younger. Maybe then he’d have been married to someone he actually liked.

And he doesn’t realize he’s told you as such until he feels you press a sweet, chaste kiss to his lips. You sniffle, the drying tear tracks trailing down your chubby cheeks only somehow adding to your beauty.

You were too precious. Much too precious for Todoroki men.

Unfortunately for you, it’s a known fact that Todoroki men ruin everything they touch. However, Enji has plans to ruin you in a different way.

— —

You’ve never been with anyone as big as Enji. At a staggering 6’5, almost 300 pounds, the man exuded dominance and you’d be lying if it didn’t have your pussy quaking in anticipation.

While you’ve witnessed him take down enemies in a downright merciless fashion, the way he was taking care of you, pressing soft, wet kisses to your plush body, sucking hickies into the soft skin. The way he takes his time, checking to ensure you’re feeling good has you wondering why you were even upset in the first place.

And when he finally presses his lips to where you need him most, you’re crying at the pleasure. He hums around your nub, flicks his tongue and sucks up your juices like he’s starving. And he is! He’s starved himself of your touch, of you, for too long. If his son doesn’t know what to do with a smart, beautiful, fascinating woman, he’ll just have to show him.

It doesn’t take long before you reach your high, Enji’s name falling off your lips like a prayer as your head falls back against the arm of the couch.

He works you through it, slowly easing a finger followed by another into your wet heat. You gasp at the intrusion, his fingers feeling thicker than Shoto’s cock and the thought has you wondering how huge he must be if he’s stretching you so well with just his fingers. And almost as if he read your mind, Enji reaches down to free himself from the confines of his sweatpants. He didn’t bother wearing a shirt, wanting to feel comfortable in his home and had omitted boxers for the same reason, thus causing his cock to slap up against his abdomen, a bit of pre leaking from the tip.

You could feel yourself salivating and it isn’t until you feel him squeezing at your love handles that you tear your eyes away from the sight. “Soon, sweet girl. Right now, daddy needs to feel you, okay?” He coos against your lips. You peck his lips before spreading your legs a bit wider, inviting the hulking man in.

He lets out a breath, the sight of your sopping cunt enough to push him to edge. But this isn’t about him. It’s about you.

His favorite girl.

He truly doesn’t know when the infatuation with you started and he doesn’t know if it’d ever end, but what he does know is that there’s no going back for him.

He feels you wiggling underneath him, coaxing him to fuck you and it isn’t until he hears you murmur how much you need him, how long you’ve needed him that he finally pushes in.

He’s massive. Truly the biggest you’ve ever had and somehow he’s the softest you’ve ever been with, nuzzling his nose against your chubby cheeks, kissing away your tears and whispering praises of how you're taking him so well, so deep. You're creaming around him, a white ring building at the base of his cock and that just makes him fuck you harder, eager to see his seed spill from your cunt.

You’re both close, so incredibly close you can practically taste the orgasm on the others tongue. It’s when he moans into your mouth for you to please cum for him that you do, a choked sob echoing from your chest that you squirt all over his cock, drenching him in your release.

Your orgasm triggers his and before long his cock is pulsing, his hot seed spilling into your cunt, painting your walls white. He presses wet kisses trailing from your lips to your neck as he fills you up. His knees almost buckle the way you’re milking him and when he’s finally finished, he slowly pulls out, his cum gushing from your abused cunt. It’s while you’re both in the afterglow of your orgasm, pressing sweet kisses against each other that you both hear the door slam shut.

“What the actual fuck are you doing?! Are you serious? My fucking dad?” Shoto exclaims. You’re too busy pressing little kisses against Enji’s biceps to pay him any attention. “Calm now, son. It isn’t her fault-” Enji doesn’t get a chance to explain before Shoto directs his anger towards him. Only when you hear Shoto accuse him of taking advantage of you, do you finally break out of your haze. “He didn’t take advantage of me, Shoto, he showed me everything that YOU can’t do for me. So you can go back to fucking Momo and bitch about your problems to her.” You hiss at him.

Shoto’s stunned and Enji’s impressed. He chances a glance at his son who can only muster a half-hearted glare before stomping away to his room.

The room is silent for a moment as the weight of what’s transpired settles. It’s soon interrupted by the kisses you resume before you were caught and Enji feels a genuine smile creep onto his face. He knows things will probably never be the same between him and his son and while he knows that should trouble him, he can’t bring himself to worry about it right now.

Because Enji has denied himself of something good for too long and if his son doesn’t like it, well, he can just ask for forgiveness later. And even if he doesn’t get it, Enji doesn’t care.

Cause he’ll have you.

His favorite girl.

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nanamis-princess · 26 days

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Night troubles

Synopsis: they wake up from a nightmare:(

Genre: angst with a hint of fluff

T/w: nightmares, possibly ptsd?

Multiple x gn reader (separate)

Nobody likes their sleep disturbed. Abruptly woken from a sickening nightmare, It just felt so real. Once they realized it was in fact a night terror, they roll over facing you. You’re peacefully sleeping, taking up most of the bed. They felt the weight leave their chest and let out a quiet sigh of relief. Deep down they’d never forgive themself if something happened to you, they don’t even want to picture what it’d be like without you. listening to your soft breathing and your movement against the sheets as you get comfortable again knocks them out of the thoughts of the dream. They very slowly & gently locks their fingers with yours, not wanting to wake you. They press a gentle kiss on your forehead before getting comfortable. The smell of your body wash and the mixture of the fresh sheets helps them drift back asleep.

-Nanami, Gojo, Yuji & Megumi (jjk)

-Aizawa, Fatgum, Midnight, Bakugo, Todoroki, All might (mha)

-Sanji, Zoro, Robin, Ussop & Koby (one piece)

-Mori, Kyoya, Hikaru & Kasanoda (ohshc)

-Cole Cassidy, Odessa stone aka junker queen, hanzo, Baptiste & Ashe. (Overwatch)

A/n: hello my loves, it’s been a bit since I’ve posted and sorry it’s like sad lol. But anyways don’t forget to do something nice for yourself today! Drink some water!

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tang3r1n · 5 months

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still on my shitty dabi kick and i think i struck a chord with @mostlyheinous so here’s random ass shit i think a deadbeat bf dabi would do

18+, hard dubcon, gaslighting, manipulation, smoking, forced drinking/taking of drugs, dabi purposely makes you have a bad trip on acid, unprotected sex, anal (referenced plus a thumb in the stink) i’ll add more idfk

kay first off, along the smoke vein, dabi would absolutely threaten to put his cigarettes/blunts out on you if you keep crying (openly, he loves watching you cry all quiet n sniffly)

he’s also no doubt changed you around the apartment with bugs/gross shit just to make you squeal and beg him to put it away

“baby it’s jus’lil beetle~” while waving a fucking 4in long roach he found outside in your face, “gimmie a big, sloppy kiss and i might throw Jeffrey away, as much as it pains me to.”

constantly making you exchange physical/sexual acts for practically basic respect

“show me your pretty tits and i’ll let you go hang with those stupid cunts— no i’m not gonna stop callin’em that, they’re dumb cunts.”

loves making you suck him off right after work, still all musky from the day, his cock even more salty from sweating all day (scent/smell kink is my fav im SORRY.) plugging your nose and jutting his hips out harshly to make you gag and cough around his cock, the sinfully wet noise making him groan out a chuckle as he watched you cringe

any and all attempts to change his behavior end with gaslighting and fake hurt plastered on his face as he breaks your fucking back in bed

“ungh- you’re such a fucking good girl f’me.. i love your, pretty, im so sorry you feel the need to accuse me of such things- god squeeze my dick like that again, fuck yeah- i..uh- gonna make you cum so hard, show y’how this noisy cunt ‘sall mine..”

steals your panties and jacks off with them right fucking in front of you, dick swinging and balls out as he strikes himself with your panties pressed against his face. his bright ass blue eyes piercing into you while he noisily huffs in the smell of your pussy and licks up the crotch of them like the perverted degenerate he is

oh and when you try to break it off, setting him down to explain that he is just..too much.. for you, he goes ballistic.

grabbing you by the hair and dragging you to the bedroom, placing you down still surprisingly softly as he ferociously tears off your clothes and starts eating you out like his life depend on it (idk to him it might, he’s a loser)

once he’s got you all whiny and soft after a few mind-shattering orgasms, he’ll start coping and trying to slip you back into the haze of his glaringly obvious manipulative love

“don’t say stupid fucking shit, pretty, jus’cuz y’on your period or what-the-fuck-ever is going on in that lil head don’t mean you can treat me like this.”

hell chastise you while he fingers you, fingers blurred as he finger-fucks you dizzy, fishing his cock outta his dirty jeans and scoffing as you whine and cry again, shuffling up the bed

he pulls you in again by your ankles, a scarred hand quickly silencing you as it softly pressed against your throat, a silent threat, as he spoke patronizing words to your sex and lust filled mind,

“just be my good angel one more time, pretty,” he forces a crack in his voice, flexing his throat so he sounds tearful and sad, “i just..i love you s’much, wanna show my pretty girl, my everything, how much she means t’me,”

the second you nod he’s grinning manically and flipping you over, forcing his cock into your wet cunt and rabidly humping against your ass, dick barely leaving and inch before pumping right back in as deep as it’d fit.

he’d spit on your other puckered lil hole, making your cry and squirm yet again as he pushes his thumb against it, gut burning with lust and a perverted sense of affection

“no- nononono angel- calm it down, i jus’wanna feel your cute ass ‘round me, promise it’ll just be my thumb— yes pretty i pinky promise

(he ends up cumming in your ass i don’t make the rules mb)

other than failed breakups and gaslighting, dabi also likes getting his pretty wasted

like… really wasted.

dabi’ll give you shit after shot, even making you sit pretty for him while he spits Jack Daniels into your awaiting mouth

he spikes literally all drinks he makes you and it’s so obvious but he just tells you it’s to ‘loosen your bitchy ass up,’ but in his own special, joking tone.

cut to you blowing cum bubbles while you suck him off, completely drunk, head dizzy and body fuzzy as he records you almost mindlessly salivating over him.

“say hi to Shigaraki f’me, pretty, little bastard is gonna love seeing you all horned up and slutty~”

he also shotguns his blunt/pipe/bong hits to you—never lets you hit in your own

dabi loves it if you sit on his lap during this too, a rare domestic scene of you both just vibing and grinding, soft praises and touches that feel unreal coming from him

the he ruins it by slapping your ass and making you cook him dinner

wait i had a funny idea hold on

“babe can we please go see my momma today— it’s just that it’s m’birthday and you made me skip it last year..”

“pretty, that bitch hates my ass, why would we go see someone who hates us?” (notice he says ‘us’ anyways)

[cut to momma glaring at dabi the entire time they’re over and throwing shoes at him once he opens his fucking mouth]

kay that’s all for now ig

wait

sometimes when you’re falling asleep you can hear him obsessively rambling and mumbling abt how much he loves you, how disgusting everyone else alive is, how he’d kill anyone who dared talk to-LOOK at you, how he thinks you’re such a soft, beautiful little thing that he just wants to protect but oh how he fucking loves ruining your angel wings.

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xxmaddyxx · 10 months

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Poking your stomach rolls mha edition!

haikyuu editions on my masterlist :) contents - literally just mha bbys poking your stomach bcs its adorable

baby boy bakugou first ofc

so you guys decided to have a movie night at his dorm bcs it had been a long week of school

you were in the kitchen making popcorn when you heard him come up behind you

he wrapped his arms around our waist and grumbled "how much longer"

"about 2 minutes"

he grumbled again and buried his face in the crook of your neck

"impatient much?" you smiled

"just leave it i wanna go watch the movie"

you softly scratched his head which was still on your shoulder

"babes im sure you can last 2 more minutes"

"i wanna cuddle though..." he whispers

"why are we whispering?" you looked at him

"i don't want them to hear" as your friends were in the common room

"ohh mkay then"

his hands found their way under your sweatshirt and he softly squished your plushiness

"whacha doin there"

"i really like this little squish, it's cute" he whispered again

"thanks :) oh the popcorn's done!"

"good" he then picked you up and wrapped your legs around his waist with the popcorn in your hand

and ofc mina saw you from the common room, took a picture of you guys and sent it to you later

alrighty bby sero's time to shine

he texted you asking you to come to his dorm

mind you it was like 2 am but whatever

but after some convincing you grabbed a pillow and made your way to his dorm

you opened the door and saw his figure on the bed, literally posing

"what could you possible need at 2 am babe" you rubbed your eyes and closed the door

he shot his tape at you and pulled you onto the bed causing you to yelp a lil bit

"what was that forrr" you whined

"you look so cute in your pj's i couldn't help myself" he wrapped his arms around you and squished your stomach

"will you stop it" you said, already half asleep

"what, your tummy's so cute" he pouted

"fine. just let me sleep please" you kissed his nose

he sighed dramatically, "i guessss, but i'm using your stomach as a pillow"

"mhm now shush"

oml i love him

last but defo not least, bby shoto

honestly your tummy is literally his favorite part about you

and your thighs ofc he just seems like a thigh guy ngl

ANYWAY

okok hear me out-

you guys went to the gym kinda early so there was literally no one there

you did not wanna get up but he promised you a breakfast date and ofc that worked

and you're doing like the tricep dip things and he's holding your waist like spotting you yk

and when your arms finally gave, he wrapped his entire arms around you and put you down

"see it wasn't that bad" he said as he pressed a kiss to your head

"i can't feel my arms" you let your arms go limb to show him

"baby, just think of the amazing food you'll get later" he said as he went to get more weights

you sat down on the bench and a lil roll was poppin yk

he turned around and looked lovingly at your figure

"babe i'm seeing a booty pump"

you looked at him like an idiot "we haven't done any butt exercises shoto"

"well it's lookin good then" he sat next to you and you rested your head on his shoulder

he wrapped his arm around your frame and grabbed your rolls like a stress ball

my heart

"can we gooo pleasseee"

"y/n we've been here for 10 minutes"

"and?"

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uravitypng · 1 year

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dabi masturbates in another room as he hears you moving around in the kitchen and the idea that you might walk in on him turns him on more than he already was. he pictures fucking you so roughly, with you on your hands and knees, your back arching as he hits that sweet spot over and over again, as you can't contain the gasps and noises that come out of you. he imagines the harsh slapping noises that would happen every time your bodies would connect, your ass jiggling with thrusts. he would visualise holding onto your love handles, feeling your soft pudgy skin in his hands.

he starts getting close and he knows he needs to see you, to help him get over the edge and when he does he thinks about how glad he is to have walked over to you. you're wearing one of your long comfy tops, and you look absolutely delightful, he just wants to sink his fingers into you. from what he can see you're not wearing a bra, making your nipples slightly visible and when you move he can see your breasts move freely.

dabi starts getting closer and closer as he looks at you, he knows he's going to cum in a second. he walks up behind you and grabs your waist as he fucks into you, groaning. you gasp in surprise and hold onto his arm. you thought you'd be getting a surprise fuck but you feel him spill inside you, warmth filling you as his dick twitches. you feel him breathing on your neck but as soon as you focus on it and become more aware of him and his presence, he leaves your body, pulling out. "that felt good, didn't wanted to make a mess babe, such a good cumdump for me." he says before walking off while grinning.

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darkmajesty-xo · 1 year

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18+ | MDNI TW! monsterfucking, male masturbation , vampire!shoto

it’s definitely starting now—the aches and pains.

he tosses and turns in his bed. gasping for air and rutting against his pillow.

it’s all because of you.

so sweet.

his brain won’t stop. no matter how thick, the walls of his mind always end shattered at the simplest thought of you.

so sweet.

clawed hands clutch the base of his cock. he can’t help himself. it’s a debauched action and he’s grossly ashamed. having always considered himself a pious man but who could resist the temptation of the divine nectar coursing through your veins and the sticky essence that would spill from your thighs.

sweet.

he groans into his pillow. balls clutched in one fist and pumping his shaft with the other. his thumb swipes and spreads the pre spilling from his slit and he shudders. would you do that ? would you lap at his cock like a cute kitten begging for a tasty treat ? or would you be insatiable? ravishing him. milking him dry to the verge of overstimulation.

his ministrations grow desperate and sloppy. he’d sacrifice his soul again to rest his head between your thighs. to sink his teeth into the supple flesh while his fingers spell his name on your clit. ohh— to taste you, to mark you, to claim you.

it was close now. he could feel his orgasm bubbling below. your tantalizing scent filled his nostrils drawing choked breathes and moans from the panting man.

so sweet.

a roar of pleasure rumbles from his chest. the memory of your saccharine aroma tipping the scales of lust, leading to his climax. the keen sound of fabric ripping clashes with the lewd squelch of his fist.

he looks down at the ruined pile of fluff, freshly iced with a sticky layer of cum. he feels no regret. he may be immortal but he’s still a man. the only negative feeling that bullies through his cloud of ecstasy is thirst.

he yearns for you—his beautiful, foolish, new servant. who offered herself to him as repayment for defending her life and virtue. if only you knew what he truly was, what he was capable of and how desperate he was to consume you.

you probably taste sweet like candy.

@chaichaiiskai i was in a monster fucking mood and for some reason i think you would be too.

#*-| debauchery #shoto todoroki #vampire shoto #shoto x black reader #mha todoroki #todoroki x black reader #shoto x reader #todoroki x reader #mha x chubby reader #mha x blackreader

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sems-diarie · 1 year

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Okay random but I hate the way NO ONE headcanons Shouto right when it comes to having a chubby girlfriend. It’s always “he doesn’t care about size/ doesn’t see size/ he so sweet, he’ll give you forehead kisses if you’re feeling down about your body” like NO! Shouto DOES know that his girlfriend’s chunky and he fucking loves it. He gets a whiff of insecurity from you and he’s fucking you raw on the patio deck and doesn’t give a flying fuck about the neighbors (who’s gonna call the cops on the number 3 hero anyway???) He LIVES between your thighs and gets hard every time you put your full weight on him. He possessive as fuck and has his hand up your skirt and on your ass constantly and don’t you even think about pulling away, this man is so clingy he will literally embarrass you in front of everybody, and it’s not that he doesn’t know, he just doesn’t care. At an event for too long? He will start whining and begging you “just let me taste it” in front of ANYBODY, the media, his fans, his pastor, he DOESNT GIVE AF. Got separated from you for 20 mins and immediately got on the microphone at his own brother’s wedding to tell you to drop whatever you were doing and meet him in the supply closet because he’s horny🥺. Shouto who’s so jealous when it comes to your attention that you two actually have arguments about it (the arguments in question being you getting mad at him for threatening some innocent random guy and him rolling your nipples between his fingers muttering “whatever you say, beautiful”) One time you even broke up with him over him almost fighting Shinsou for ‘flirting’ with you (even though Shinsou was egging him on). Not only did he not accept it, but continuously showered you with gifts and acted exactly like nothing was wrong. Don’t want him to walk you home? He’ll interpret it as you don’t want TO walk home, he’ll just call his chauffeur. Leaving his place in a huff? He’s throwing you over his shoulder and bringing you back, smacks your ass for good measure. He’s also a total perv who can’t get enough of you. He can’t even masturbate without having you perched on his thigh, soft chubby arms wrapped around his neck while he pumps himself to the sight of you. Sweet talk him and he’s instantly blowing his load all over the both of you. Speaking of sitting on him, he loves to have you sitting on his lap while he’s kissing and nipping at the soft, warm flesh of your neck, but he almost always ends up getting carried away and putting his hands places they shouldn’t (like up your shirt in the middle of a restaurant). Also loves to rub your belly after a big meal, it really activates his breeding kink and makes him want to stuff you full of something else. Anyway, I just feel like no one really captures how utterly bold, possessive and perverted he can be as if he didn’t grow up a spoiled rich kid from a family with a genetically high libido

me rolling around and crying and cumming

you sit on his lap n kiss at his neck while the sound of wet skin flaps in the back of your head :( shoto’s little moans, the raspiness in his voice when he begs you to kiss him on the mouth a little ohhh <\3

his fav thing to do is fuck you against walls bc of how tightly you cling n clench on him <333

#oh no <3333 #shoto <3 #shoto todoroki x chubby reader #shoto todoroki x reader smut #pro hero shoto

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bitchywitchyvibes666 · 10 months

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Lord Hephaestus

The gods had been disgusted with him from the moment his divine existence was brought onto this world, Athena downright cruel in the way she spoke of what would come to be known as the God of fire. Even his own mother, Khione: the goddess of snow, had squeezed her eyes closed in prayer as she looked on at the burnt flesh that riddled the young God.

When he had become of age his father had cast him from Olympus in disgust, no longer willing to deal with the disfigured, short tempered fire God. The God had let the heavens know of his wrath when he was forced to settle down among mortals to grant his followers wishes. He become known to be a God full of anger and resentment, if you wanted someone to burn then he was your God. He angered the Gods with his reckless and harsh punishments, making it known that he was fully willing to burn the world they created.

Dabi was used to people barging their way into his temple, voices loud and full of anger demanding he seek out to destroy someone or something. Demanding a raging fire to seek out the person the mortals had decided their anger was most deserving of, Dabi always watched with the same sickening smirk and a fully willing nature to destroy anything in the means of angering the other Gods.

That’s why he was more than a little surprised when you had wandered into his temple, eyes wide and doe like as you looked around in fascination. Your hands clutched a small woven basket close to you, filled with different fruits, oils and flowers as you took more shy almost shaky steps into the temple.

Cold, glaring blue eyes followed your every move as you finally stopped before his statute, waiting for your pretty shining lips to curl up in disgust as you gazed at the marble that formed his disfigured face and body. He waited for it but it never came, your eyes stayed gleaming with admiration and warmth as you gazed up at it, head tilted to the side as your lips pulled into the softest sweetest smile he’d ever seen.

His head tilted slight to the side, raven hair falling over his scarred cheek as he watched one of your smaller hands let go of the basket and reach out to trace one of the burns carved into the marble chest, his chest flexing at the touch like you were actually touching him. Your touch was delicate and almost...loving as you gently trailed one of your fingers over the edge of the burn on his stomach. Your eyes followed your movements with such conviction like this was your entire purpose, you touched his stature so softly like he was made of glass.

He watched as your perfect manicured nails gently follow one of the carved stables as your face changed. His breathing became baited as he waited for you to finally be disgusted with him, only to watch the worry fill your beautiful eyes as your lips pulled into a small pout.

Everything Dabi had fell apart as he heard the words “oh my baby, my poor baby” leave your lip gloss covered lips. It was such a simple statement, a statement that should of sent so much anger through with just how fucking pompous it was but when she said it with nothing but pure untainted care...he just couldn’t stop the feeling that wrecked through his heart.

His breathing could probably be heard from Olympus as he leaned closer, desperate to get closer to you as you took a small step back. His heart raced like a wild animal, he was fully willing to grab you if you tired to leave at that point, he watched as you innocently held up your little basket. Your face now shining with warmth and happiness as your sweet, honeyed voice filled his ears and danced in his mind.

“I tried really hard to bring you things that you would like my Lord but the scriptures of you are very limited so I hope I at least brought one thing you’d enjoy”

Fuck, the way you looked up at his stature really did something to him, your eyes large and innocent and if it wasn’t just downright sinful the way you called him your lord. He teeth broke apart his lower lip as he watched you gently place everything at the alter that sat by his feet, loving the way you looked on your knees before him. Fuck may his father smite him if he wasn’t thinking about filling your mouth with something less than angelic.

Dabi had never been so close to anything that could be considered this angelic because Gods know that none of them are. He knew the moment that your clueless self had decided to spare a modicum of kindness to someone like him that one way or another you would end up in his arms, destined to burn the world with him.

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19 days, 6 hours and 48 minutes it had been since Dabi first saw you. 19 days, 6 hours and 48 minutes since he decided that you belonged to him and 19 days, 6 hours and 48 minutes since Dabi had decided to keep a close eye on you.

He watched with a fury like no other as you went about your life when you weren’t visiting him, conversing with other people when all you should be doing was sitting pretty at his feet, taking his cock in any hole he desired whenever he told you too. He hated whenever he saw you talking to another mortal but especially men, no one could taint the only right thing the Gods had done...no one but him of course.

It had been another one of those times where he had watched you converse with another mortal man before deciding to make your way home. Cute little heels making the sweetest sound as you skipped into the darkened ally way, pretty head not even aware of the danger that you had just put yourself in. Dress flowing in the light breeze as you skipped down into the darkness, humming a sweet little tune to yourself.

All it took was a moment, nothing more than a single moment of jealousy, for Dabi to make his choice before he was slamming his fist into the back of your head and catching your falling body, scarred lips whispering the quietest apologies into your ear. Deep whispers of “I’m sorry baby, it had to be done”. His hearting fighting between racing at the sight he caught of your panties and the feeling of your skin rubbing lightly against his clothes or the calm that washed over him at the feeling of finally having you in his arms.

Blue eyes almost lightening up at the sight of your peaceful face as you laid in his arms but he picked you up, a certain thought flying through his mind as he held you like a bride and made his way back to his temple. Scarred hands shaking lightly as they held you, fingers digging into your skin like if he loosened his grip then you would disappear.

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Dabi was never know for his patience or for being a God of much faith so it didn’t faze him when his patience wore thin and he could no longer keep his hands to himself, completely fed up with waiting for you to wake up. Callous fingers gently trailing their way over the smooth, plush skin of your leg as blue eyes trained on your face for any sign of movement. His touch only just ghosting over your skin, not wanting you to wake up so soon into his fun.

His movements soon getting bolder when he saw how peacefully you slept on even in the wake of his touch, his fingers trailing higher up your leg until they reached the softness of your thick inner thigh. Dabi couldn’t hold back the smirk that took over his lips as he moved his fingers higher under the skirt of your dress, his middle finger moving out to gently trace the edge of your panties. He rolled his shoulders as the lace tickled the tip of his finger before he moved his finger to the middle of your panties, gently pushing the fabric into your slit as he indulged in the feeling of you.

Dabi didn’t care about much but right now he cared very much about how he was gently rubbing his middle finger over your pussy, gently playing with your clit as you slept on completely unaware of the depraved man having his way with you.

Dabi let out a sharp intake of breath before moving away from you as you shifted in your sleep, body finally reacting to his touch. He waited with baited breath for any sign you had woken up before his shoulders sagged in relief as you just kept sleeping. Dabi watched as you parted your legs further in your sleep, now fully on your back and completely spread out just for him. Dabi waited for another moment before a gentle thud filled the room as he dropped to his knees, handing finding themselves hocking the back of your knees to pull you closer to the edge of the bed, legs now resting on his shoulders as he came faced to face with pretty purple of your lace panties.

His pierced tongue peeking out and running across his bottom lip as he looked at the lace that covered your sweet cunt from his hungry gaze. He didn’t even bother to try to stop himself as he moved a hand off of your thigh, moving it back to your cunt so he could move your underwear to the side. He could feel his mouth starting to water at the sheer sight of your perfect cunt, so pretty and sweet looking, he couldn’t stop his mind for wondering if you tasted as sweet as you looked.

Dabi glanced up at your sleeping face before deciding that there was no harm in him tasting what belonged to him. Dabi almost moaned out loud the moment the tip of his tongue touched your cunt, spreading your lips apart and going straight for your little clit. He savoured every single moan and whimper that left your pretty lips as he focused his attention on your clit, eyes closing slightly in pleasure at finally being between your thighs. This was truly the closest to heaven the young God would ever get.

Dabi’s eyes flew open the moment he heard a confused whimper as small hands tried to push his head away. He tightened his grip on your thighs as you tried to shuffle away from the strange man between your legs, pulling away from your cunt long enough to shush you before going right back to work. Dabi relished in the sounds you made when he sucked your clit into his mouth, embarrassed and confused by the orgasm that washed over you and that caused your thighs to tighten around his head.

He pulled away with a delish smirked as he moved your legs from his shoulders to his waist as he moved to stand between your legs, blue eyes looking down at your scared little face as your mind raced to try to work all of this out. A scarred hand made its way to hold your cheek as he leaned down to place a surprisingly sweet kiss to your lips, leaving the taste of you behind as he whisper..

“It’s okay little one, your Lord is gonna make you feel so fucking good”

#dabi #dabi x reader smut #dabi x reader #dabi x chubby reader #dabi x plus size reader #yandere dabi smut #yandere dabi x reader #yandere dabi #touya todoroki smut #touya todoroki x reader #touya todoroki #touya x y/n

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magma-frog0 · 1 year

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Shoto Todoroki x Curvy/Chubby fem reader (swf and nsfw)

(sfw)The first time he saw you in your hero costume, his jaw dropped. How the costume hugged your curves and tummy, he thought it was beautiful. He saw you as a Goddess and he loved it.

(sfw)He subconsciously grabs your thigh when he's next to you. Like when you're in the car or sitting on the couch next to him, he just grabs your thigh. He doesn't notice, and when you tell him, he won't stop he'll just look at his hand, smile and continue to hold your thigh.

(nsfw) He likes doing doggystyle because he can hold your waist and he can see your ass jiggle with every thrust, it makes him go feral.

(nsfw) whenever you bend over to pick something up, Shoto will get behind you grind his hips on your ass and say. "Fuck, you don't know what you do to me."

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unpopularbunny · 1 year

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If you don’t mind me asking, do you have any headcanons for Shouto Todoroki x Chubby!reader??? Something about his ‘IDGAF’ attitude makes me think he’s absolutely shameless when it comes to loving on his Chubby girlfriend !

OOO BABY UR HITTING MY BUTTONS!!!!!

BC LIKEEEE *TWIRLS HAIR AROUND FINGER

(minors dni theres nsfw under da cut)

Shouto definitely asked YOU out babygirl

He was stonefaced the whole time but he did it (with a bouquet of half dead daisies), he asked you out and when you quirked an eyebrow and asked why, he shrugged his shoulders. (His flushed face definitely gave away emotions.)

The first dates were MAD MAD AWKWARD.

You did most of the talking and would apologize when you talked too much. Lots of fidgeting.

You ask if you look good and he says yes, every once in a while he will tell you you changed your hair style (which you fucking know but damn! he should at least say he likes the new style.)

At first it honestly seems like the relationship is one sided.

but over time? He's sitting closer to you, his eyes are purely on *you* while you ramble just to fill the empty space. He even holds your hand sometimes!

Eventually you begin having dinner dates at each others apartments, when you first show him your bedroom you don't notice the way his ear tips are turning red.

Which is your downfall lmao

Hes surrounded by your scent, your room, your personal space.

it feels so intimate.

The way you settle yourself on your bed, smiling and welcoming him to sit next to you. Fluttering those pretty lashes of yours.

All he can think is how he wants to defile this intimate space.

(His next thoughts were too downbad to be displayed here)

The night ends with you clutching a stuffed animal to your face and whining out his name while your thick thighs crush his head.

You learn to not pair skirts + public + shouto.

The end results are the same.

Three fingers shoved inside of you in the closest dark corner while his eyes bore into yours, with a stare that strong he's daring you. You can hear his thoughts chanting it.

'Don't look away.'

This man is absolutely fucking shameless with PDA.

He wants contact, skin on skin contact, 25-fucking-8

Holding hands, arm around you, every chance he finds you are in his lap and if you're stuck long enough he begins subtly grinding against you.

His kisses are the most sloppiest on this planet, you will have to pry this headcanon from my dead hands babe.

You step your lipstick game up immediately, too many instances of a lipstick stained shouto fighting villains on national television.

At friend gatherings he WILL grope you, he is always within 3 feet of you.

He's taller than you and kind of...leans over you sometimes when you're chatting with friends.

This behavior should be a crowd of red flags in your face, and they are, but you just can't help it.

He showers you in every single compliment he can think of when he has you alone and undressed.

You don't dare put yourself down in front of him, you don't wanna know what will happen.

all in all, shouta is a sweetheart, if a little...shamelessly clingy.

P.S. shouto cuddles are godtier, this man has gone without contact for so long

You wake up with his face against your tummy and him snoring softly, if u gotta pee it sucks to suck bc he aint letting you go

#you caught me right before bed LMAO #bnha x reader #bnha #bnha imagines #todoroki shouto #shouto x y/n #chubby reader #chubby!reader x shouto todoroki #shouto x reader #hope this is what you were looking for!

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xkaidaxxxx · 3 days

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Shoto x Reader

Mentions: Characters are aged up! Body image, Plus size reader, Drinking, NSFW, Virgin reader, cute aftercare, fluff morning, No proof read sorry for errors

MDNI

Reblogs are appreciated.

“ You should totally go on a date with him. He sounds very nice. I’ll be there at a distance just in case you don’t want to be there anymore or something goes wrong okay.” Mina said and Momo agreed. Girls gotta help each other.

Shoto’s name on the online dating: Senju

Senju: We can meet up at weston.

(weston is a fancy restaurant)

You made very good money but you weren’t stupid rich

y/n: oh um Isn’t that too much? I’m a simple girl. Plus I don’t have that type of luxury.

Senju : You doll up and I’ll pick you up okay. Is 8pm good?

Y/n: I’ll meet you there and yes that's perfect.

Senju: Okay see you there then. I’ll be waiting. I’ll be wearing black tux with a white and red brooch.

y/n: I’ll wear a red dress then! See you later.

You were so nervous and scared. You hadn’t shown him a picture of yourself. You’re a plus size woman. That was something you’re so insecure about which is why you didn’t date at all. Even in highschool. You did have crushes here and there but when you confess to them they’d instantly reject you, not even in a feel sorry for you way. They were rude.

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They’d say things like:

“Hell no you look like a blob”

“ You’re a piggy and I don’t date such an ugly thing”

“Maybe in your next life you’ll be pretty”

“ lose a few pounds and even then maybe not.”

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“ Come on let’s get you ready! You’ll look like a princess once you’re done dressing up.” Momo said.

You wore a simple but classy red dress Momo created for you. It was short, had a slit to teasy a bit with one strap. Your make up was simple as well. Overall you looked Amazing! The girls dropped you off. You noticed a tall,handsome man with the white and red brooch that matches his hair color. You walked up to him nervously. “S-Senju or should I say Shoto ” you said. He looked down at you shocked. It wasn't that he didn’t like what he was seeing, if anything he was trying to control himself from devouring you. “ Y/n?” he replied smiling. “ Yes. It’s nice to finally meet up with you.” you said. “I lied about my name because…being one of the greatest heroes causes relationship issues.” he said walking inside with you. You were nervous about how dinner would go. “Reservation for Todoroki.” he spoke to the host. The host checked his table. “Yes sir, right this way.” you both followed the host. You were confused on why you were lead to a room with Shoto. “ The waiter will be right with you.” the host said and left, closing the door behind him. It was so beautiful. A private room. Every single detail screamed romantic and sweet. “ Is it to your liking?” Shoto asked as you sat down and he helped you tuck in your chair. “ It’s beautiful. Thank you. You’re very kind.” you replied. He sat down and started looking at the menu and so you did the same. About 20 minutes later the waiter shows up taking out his pad. “ We’ll have Cheesy Potato Croquettes as appetizers. I’ll have Lemony Salmon with potatoes and tensoba. Cold please.” Shoto said then looked over to you. “ I’ll have a lobster risotto,” you said. “ Drinks?” the waiter asked. “ Armand de Brignac Ace of Spades Demi-Sec and 1999 Andre Beaufort a Ambonnay Grand Cru Doux Rose” , Shoto said. You trusted him. He knows his champagne. After an hour you were having an amazing meal. You loved the taste of the champagnes and couldn’t get enough and so while you ate the more champagne you craved. Shoto was concerned about how much you drank. “Uh you should take it easy. It might not taste strong but it sure is.” he said. “ S’fine I’m not a lightweight. I swear.” you replied. Biggest lie. You guys had to leave through the back and since you were too drunk to speak correctly he had no other choice than to bring you to his house to spend the night.

You were at his house by 12am.

Being drunk makes you tell the truth on how you enjoyed the night and how sexy Shoto looks.

“ Did I..tell..handsome sexy so much.” you said and hiccuped. He chuckled and opened the door while holding you. “No ma’am you haven’t told me that.” he replied walking in with you. You were getting touchy. Playing with his hair and leaving a peck on his cheek. He set you down. “ Careful now, okay.” he said, locking the door. You looked around walking wobbly. As you were about to fall he caught you. He was tired of holding back and so he kissed you. You let yourself go and allowed him to have all of you. You are a virgin but you thought fuck it why not? He carried you upstairs to his room . The moment was so heated you guys quickly took your clothing off, so desperate for each other.

“ You’re so cute my baby.” Shoto said, tossing you on the bed.“ Let me claim you.” he whispered in your ear. “ Yes please.” you replied. He reached down to your pussy and played with your clit. You moaned softly. He felt all your wetness dripping onto the bed, spreading your legs further as he pressed a kiss on your pussy. Your cheeks turned red. Eating you out was heaven for him. He hummed as he sucked and slurped so sloppy.. You grinded yourself against his mouth. “Nasty girl. You’re so needy.” he slapped your pretty cunt which made you jump and close your legs. “ Obey me.” he ordered, spreading your legs. Your cunny was aching thinking about the need of being stuffed by him. “P-please. I need you inside of me.” you said with glossy eyes. Your pussy clenched around nothing. He smirked, liking the power he has over you. “ m’kay baby.” he replied, running his tip teasingly at your folds. You whimpered as he finally stuffed your tight cunny making you wince in pain. He groaned. “F-fuck.” you sniffled. He noticed how very sensitive you are.. There were tears slipping from your eyes. He eventually figured you’re a virgin and he didn’t want your first to be after a 1st date. “ I can't.. I won’t allow this to be your 1st time. It isn’t special.” he said. You nodded. “It hurts.” you cried. You never imagined it being painful then again every woman's body is different. Even after foreplay some women still aren't relaxed enough to be penetrated. He pulled out carefully. You gripped his arm. “I’m sorry. You must be upset to not receive anything” you spoke as you noticed he was staring. He left and came back with a warm wet cloth. He cleaned you up thoroughly and carefully. You did bleed a bit. “Thank you Shoto.” you spoke. He nodded and tossed the cloth in the trash can. It was definitely a night to remember. You slept comfortably cuddling with him. It felt so natural. The following morning was shocking as you woke up in his arms remembering the event of last night. “Morning y/n. I hope you slept well princess.” he said, giving you a soft kiss. You decided to let fate take over. You smiled feeling happy,“Morning Shoto. I did sleep well." you replied. He couldn't help but carry you and head to the bathroom. You giggled. He was very strong so to him you felt like a feather. "Put me down sho." He refused to obey you. "No ma'am." you pulled his hair lightly. He set you on the counter as he got the bath ready. " Ready for a warm bath?" He asked winking at you, you understood he'd be washing you. You were insecure..no man has ever seen your body, let alone worshiped it. Shoto watched you as you let the warm water surround your body. "You're very beautiful." he commented. You blushed as he started scrubbing your back. " Just so you know. You're mine. Forever." he said kissing you. Your body was trembling with happiness. "Forever." you replied. His heart was beating at a fast pace. He knew that its you he wants to date, to get married someday and have children if you wanted. He wants to raise them and watch them grow into wonderful strong people as you two grow old. He wants forever with you. He kissed you again leaning in closer. He slipped inside the tub. He was drenched as well. Thank goodness this man is stupid rich otherwise there would be water all over the ground. You both laughed, bubbles on your cheeks and foreheads. You began to wash each other up. It was relaxing and intimate.

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