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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”

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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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imagination-mess · 1 year

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The saddest thing that could ever happen to Dabi as an incubus is falling for the human who he has taken their life force multiple times. His favorite human doesn’t have much to live because of him. It also doesn't help that you are already walking on the path to your death because of your sickness. A sickness that is killing you.

There isn't an undo button. He has tried to find one to the point he is more than willing to take other people's lives if it meant for you to live longer and replace the amount of life you had that he has taken from you.

Fate has given Dabi the worst cards as possible.

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cathwritestragediesnotsins · 1 year

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Everybody say Happy birthday to the baby boy <3

#posts by cath #bnha x reader #todoroki x reader #todoroki shouto #todoroki shoto #Todoroki Shouto x reader #Todoroki x plus size!reader #bnha #mha #my hero acedamia #boku no hero academia #seroroki #todobaku #tododeku #todoroki x sero

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shinsouscatpisssmell · 7 months

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Chapter 3

Chapter warnings:// none

Chapter summary:// the ball is here! and tension are on the rise as you bring tamaki as your date.

As the chilly air nipped at your nose, you took Tamaki's hands, grateful for his assistance as you disembarked from the carriage. The Todoroki mansion glowed with the warm light emanating from various areas, instantly triggering memories of a time when you were once a playmate in this very place. Running around with the future crown prince and the slightly older Tamaki, you recalled the bittersweet moments of your childhood. Tears were shed when Tamaki was taken away for princely training, until the gates closed following the disappearance of the first-born prince. Despite the twists and turns in your stomach, the happy memories associated with the mansion provided a comforting warmth as you made your entrance.

"Now entering the future crown princess and future duchess to the L/N estate, accompanied by the future count of the Amijiki estate," the announcer's voice sounds surprised, and the crowd, too, is taken aback as the person by your side is not your betrothed. Ignoring their reactions, you proceed down the long steps, feeling engulfed by the crowd, only realizing minutes into the conversation that Tamaki is nowhere to be found. Excusing yourself to go outside for some fresh air, you step into the cold night, letting the brisk air wash over your face, enjoying the tranquility until the music grows louder for a brief moment before the door clicks open.

"Lady Y/N, do you have a moment?" The voice of the man you've been ignoring all evening prompts an eye roll from you. "I suppose, but only for a moment, as I'm sure Sir Tamaki is wondering where I've gone." You turn around, leaning against the ledge. "Ah, yes, you were always close to Sir Amijiki. I remember you two always playing together." Izuku's voice coughs lightly, and you respond, "Yes, he is precious to me. That's why I came tonight with him." You can hear Izuku attempting to justify his actions, mentioning that he was only dancing with Lady Uraraka as friends. Frustrated, you retort, "How is it acceptable for you to come with a friend, but I cannot?" He counters, "It's unseemly for a lady to come with another man, Lady Y/N. Don't you understand the rumors that follow your newly acquired title and how it reflects on me?" Fed up, you retort, "Ah, yes, there it is, how it reflects on you. You have no concern for me; you only wish to preserve your image. Please, continue enjoying your evening with Lady Ochako. Good day, Prince." Dismissing him, you left the terrace, embarking on a night stroll, unaware of someone who had overheard the entirety of your exchange. On the walk you had discovered the mansion the ball was being held in by itself was tremendous. The ball alone was breathtaking, with glistening crystals and elegantly dressed individuals, resembling a scene from a fairy tale. However, if someone were to inquire about your whereabouts, you would confidently say you were in the garden. Filled with an array of flowers, it reminded you of the times you would pick them for your father during playdates at the Todoroki estate. But among all the blossoms, it was the blue roses that illuminated under the moonlight that captured your attention. As you walked through the garden, gently touching the dew-covered petals, you arrived at a bridge with a grand gazebo in the center. Standing near a pillar was a man with striking red and white hair - Shoto Todoroki, the reason for the celebration and your childhood playmate. Approaching him, you witnessed a longing gaze from his eyes, directed towards the other side of the gazebo where the glowing roses reflected on the ocean, and the moonlight accentuated his features.

"You don't have to hesitate, Y/N. Please, come stand by my side," he spoke aloud, acknowledging your presence. He turned towards you, extending his hand for you to take. His grip was gentle and tender as he led you to his side. Both of you embraced the tranquility of the moment, accompanied by the melodious chirping of crickets and the soothing sound of fish splashing in the distance. "You are a dear friend, despite the passing years since we last played together."

"How I've missed sharing this space with someone," you thought to yourself, silently agreeing that the past three weeks of adjusting to an unfamiliar place, with no one to confide in, had been exhausting. Recognizing that Shoto, known for his few words, had something on his mind, you remained quiet, allowing him the space to express himself. "You know, it can be suffocating at times, all of this," he began, holding one arm behind his back. You offered an agreeable hum, indicating your willingness to listen, as he continued, "Sometimes I feel as if I'm drowning whenever I try to find a way out. It's not always the same person holding me down. Sometimes it's my mother, and even Fuyumi, with their attempts to mold me into the perfect prince for the king's kingdom. Rarely Natsuo, but most of all, it's my father, and strangely enough... myself. I've lived solely as this machine, meant to fulfill my father's vision of the perfect prince, but its facade is slowly crumbling. Every day, I miss Touya more, not for him to replace me, but for the moments when he would sneak me out to the marketplace, granting me a taste of the freedom he possessed. I don't mean to overstep my boundaries, but may I ask why you had such a heated conversation with Prince Midoriya earlier?"

You turned your gaze towards him, and in that moment, both of you understood the shared struggle you were facing.

"You wonder why I show hostility towards Izuku," you sighed, guiding him towards the swing on the veranda. Feeling that he wouldn't judge you, you decided to reveal the truth. "You might think I'm crazy, Shoto, but... this isn't my first life." Although his face didn't portray his shock and confusion, you could sense a shift in his demeanor, as if he was trying to comprehend the weight of your words.

In the past, Izuku had crossed paths with Ochako. The exact circumstances are unknown to me, but she was quite the talk of high society, so naturally, I had heard of her. I even attempted to befriend her, but it seemed that her attention was solely fixed on Izuku. He, in turn, reciprocated those feelings. Soon, strange situations began to arise. It started with minor incidents, such as accusations of me tripping her or sending her the wrong invitations. At first, Midoriya believed it wasn't me," your voice cracks slightly, "but then it all escalated. Suddenly, it emerged that my father was involved in money fraud."

"That's impossible. Your father was always wise with his finances. He even played a part in our kingdom's prosperity," Shoto interjects.

"I know, but he's ill...someone, I don't know who, framed him. They stole from him, but that's just the beginning. Ochako would mysteriously find her jewelry in my pockets or my room. That's when Midoriya started to distance himself. That's when they began growing closer behind my back, falling for each other while he knew my heart still belonged to him," tears well up in your eyes, and Shoto pulls you into a comforting hug. "What pushed me into prison was sudden evidence that showed me supposedly leaking secrets to the barbarian king of the Almighty Kingdom. I told them I had never met him, that I had only heard rumors of his battles, but they didn't believe me. They painted me as this evil person, this vile villainess. I didn't even get to say goodbye to my father when they took my life away."

As you both sat there, Shoto's gentle touch wiped away your tears, his hands caressing your cheeks with tenderness. The intensity of your gazes locked once again, his mesmerizing heterochromatic eyes searching every depth of your soul. The air crackled with an electric energy as you inched closer, feeling the warmth of his breath against your skin, until your foreheads gently touched. In that moment, time seemed to stand still, the world narrowing down to just the two of you, lost in the depths of your emotions.

And then, as if guided by an invisible force, your lips met in a soft, passionate, and soul-stirring kiss. It was a brief yet profound connection, filled with the unspoken words and unyielding emotions that had been building between you. In that single touch, the weight of your shared burdens and past hardships melted away, leaving only the overwhelming sensation of love and comfort.

"Shoto... I-I think we should return to the ball," you whispered, your voice trembling with a mixture of vulnerability and longing.

He tenderly caressed your cheek, his touch sending shivers down your spine as he leaned in closer, his warm breath caressing your lips. "Yes,I believe we should. let us go back before they come searching for us."

Your foreheads still pressed together, neither of you were in a hurry to break the intimate connection. With a gentle squeeze of your hand, Shoto led you out of the enchanting garden, his touch creating a sense of security and reassurance. Before leaving, he paused, his eyes drawn to the beautiful blue roses that adorned the surroundings. With a delicate touch, he plucked one of those exquisite blooms, its vibrant color captivating against the night sky. With utmost care and affection, he placed the rose behind your ear, a symbol of his adoration for you.

"Lady (Y/n)," he spoke softly, his hand gently cradling one side of your face, "I firmly believe the opposite of what they have accused you of. You are not a villainess, but rather a thorny flower, both graceful and delicate, yet fiercely protective of yourself. You are willing to defend yourself against anyone who dares to harm you. If Prince Midoriya fails to see this, then I am grateful to have the privilege of witnessing your strength for myself."

A rare smile graced his lips, illuminating his face as his pearly white teeth flashed. It was a sight that made your own laughter bubble forth, an echo of joy in response to his genuine expression.

As you walked back together, there was no trace of awkwardness. It felt as if you were children again, returning from a playful adventure and eagerly anticipating snacks. However, the carefree atmosphere was abruptly shattered when a wet Ochako slapped your face upon entering the ballroom. The sound of others' conversations ceased, their attention drawn to the scene unfolding before them - Shoto holding you protectively, his touch gentle against your cheek.

"What reason do you have to strike her?" Shoto seethed through clenched teeth, his voice laced with anger. Ochako smirked, displaying the damp clothing she wore.

"She pushed me into the fountain outside. She claimed to be jealous of me dancing with Zuzu," Ochako retorted, her tone filled with spite.

In that moment, the ballroom was engulfed in a hushed silence, the tension palpable. Shoto's eyes narrowed, his protective instincts flaring. He released your hand, stepping forward to confront Ochako, his voice firm and unwavering.

The mention of the name "Zuzu" caused your gaze to shift towards the green-haired male who had been silently observing the scene. "Zuzu? Really?" Anger seethed within you, your words laced with frustration and betrayal. "I can't even hold hands with Tamaki, an old childhood friend, and yet you allow this harlot to give you a pet name? You let her slap me? Fuck you, Midoriya." The intensity of your emotions radiated off you, leaving others in the room gasping at your outburst. Izuku, however, remained silent, refusing to acknowledge your innocence.

"I couldn't have pushed her into that damn fountain because I was having a conversation with Shoto in the garden," you continued, determined to defend yourself.

Ochako visibly paled at this revelation, and Shoto nodded in confirmation. "She was with me for the majority of the evening. Accusing her is not only unsightly but also unfounded. Such baseless accusations make the accuser appear no better than filth on the streets," Shoto's icy stare pierced through Ochako, his disapproval evident.

"It had to be her! I clearly saw her dre--" Ochako's words were swiftly cut off as Shoto unsheathed his sword, positioning it at the side of her neck. "You dare defy a prince's word and go as far as to commit blasphemy by calling me a lowly liar?" his voice dripped with authority and menace.

"Prince Todoroki, lower your sword," Izuku demanded, pulling Ochako into his side. Your eyes rolled at his actions, but you swiftly intervened, guiding Shoto's hand away from the vulnerable girl. "When my name is being dragged through the mud, you remain silent. But when she puts herself in danger with her own words, you speak up?" you faced Izuku, staring directly into his green eyes, your disappointment evident.

Without hesitation, you delivered a resounding slap across Izuku's face, the force behind it surpassing anything Ochako had done. The impact also struck Ochako, a clear sign of your determination to end the facade of your engagement. "Take this as my declaration of ending this charade. I no longer want you near me, and I will personally inform King All Might of my decision."

As if on cue, Tamaki rushed into the room, his heaving form catching everyone's attention. " (Y/n), we must leave. Your--your father has worsened. Aizawa wants us home immediately," he gasped out between breaths.

You turned to Shoto, who gave you a curt nod, signaling his support. "I promise to write you, Shoto," you assured him, swiftly picking up your ballroom gown from the floor. With determination in your steps, you ran as fast as you could, the sound of your heels echoing into the night.

That night marked your first taste of victory, and you held onto the hope that more triumphs would soon follow.

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bitchubby · 1 year

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I was thinking these days about natsuo todoroki and a plus size reader

#chubby reader #x chubby reader #fat reader #x fato reader #plus size reader #x plus size reader #natsuo todoroki #natsuo x reader #bnha #boku no hero acadamy

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tanaes-playground · 2 years

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The Honeymoon II Enji Todoroki x Black!Chubby Reader *NSFW*

Enji didn't use to be a man that reflected a lot or even a man that prayed. But as he finds himself being smothered by your thighs with your very essence coating his tongue, he couldn't help but thank every higher power he could think of that he found you. He groaned into you as you start to stroke him as you continue grinding your cunt across his face.

He eventually picks you up and gently lays you on the bed as you look up at him quizzically. Plush lips part and moan out his name as his fingers find their home deep inside of you. Enji can’t help but take in the sight of you tight curls sticking in every direction, bonnet lost somewhere in the discarded blankets, eyes hooded as you switch from focusing on the ceiling, Enji and his fingers.

What seems like hours pass and Enji’s head is between your thighs again as he wordlessly worships your body. You wish to engage in pillow talk more but you’ve come to terms that your husband is not a man of many gentle words and in this position you can hardly utter any words yourself. Especially as he slowly slides himself into you almost splitting you in two. Grabbing at your love handles he strides at a steady pace pushing at your cervix before dragging himself away until the tip of his length is the only thing connecting the two of you. And he repeats it again and again.

Between the moans and the slapping of skin you almost would have missed what he said. He didn’t have to say it, since you’ve been dating his hard exterior had been chipped at. Even now as he’s pounding nothing but euphoria into your core his brows are furrowed and his lips are tight. Only small guttural groans slip through but his eyes are still soft and he locks you into a steamy kiss that makes you see nothing but the blinding love he has for you. So when he said it out loud in this moment it was barley a whisper.

At this point during this specific round in the honeymoon you have already been given over 5 drawn out orgasms. But this time as your walls squeeze down on Enji is determined that this one is going to be the most intense. Grabbing a toy from seemingly nowhere he places the vibrator on your clit as he pounds into you relentlessly. He’s having a harder time keeping it together. His strokes are sloppier but your plush legs wrap around him to keep him sucked into you. The pressure of your eventual climax keeps rising until the last of both of your and his control snaps into the hypnotic pleasure of a joint orgasm.

His strokes slow down drawing out the pleasure and ensuring his seed is trapped inside of you. Peppering your face with kisses as his movement stills he maneuvers away from you for a moment only returning to bed after cleaning you up and placing your bonnet back on your head.

As your eyes flutter close you almost miss it again. Just shy of a whisper Enji mutters, “I still don't know what i did to deserve you.”

#mha x plus sized reader #mha x black reader #enji todoroki #enji x reader #enji todoroki x reader #enji x you #chubby reader #poc reader #mha imagines #mha #bnha #me

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xreaderstoryideas · 1 year

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idea for a dabi x reader for where the reader is a curvy thick woman and she got a food enhancing quirk , since dabi a probably lanky and maybe malnourished because he's a villain ,she find him in a alley one day coz he's hurt and almost pasted out. She help him in bringing him in her house , shenanigans follow, she keep in thinking of " pouting a bit of fat on that man" so she keep on making him home made high nourishing food and she may end up befriend the hole LOV and low-key becoming there cook/food provider , she's like a safe place if they wanna relax

#dabi x reader #dabi #mha x reader #x reader #dabi x you #dabi x y/n #dabi x self insert #dabi x plus size reader #dabi x gender neutral reader #toya x reader #toya todoroki #toya todoroki x reader

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dance-to-mythoughts-blog · 3 months

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For the people who are artist.. how do I create my own anime characters and make changes to current anime characters to fit my story? For example, my story has a black fem! reader and bakugo. But what I want is to make my own black fem character and design Bakugo with a look that fits my story? What softwares can I use to do that? Wanna finish my other story but I want to change something’s about it first before next chapter is out.

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inactive02939 · 2 years

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Could you write a Todoroki Shoto scenario where Endeavor finds Shoto and his girlfriend cuddling when she visits him during a break of her own internship?

character paring(s): todoroki shoto x fem!reader

scenario: all shouto wants is a little bit of private time with his girlfriend, but endeavor interrupts.

content warnings: reader has a webbed phalanges and gills quirk (yeah that's gross to some ppl), i know sometimes japanese resturants are different but i didnt want to misrepresent japanese culture, yeah sorry i'm american,

word count:

authors note: anyways i know this is too short but summer is starting soon and i don't have a lot of time to finish requests.

you sigh as you wipe the water from your face, looking at tsu, who was standing next to you.

"at least there were no villains today, right?" you weakly smiled and stretched your phalanges and sighed.

"it's our break time. i assume you're visiting todoroki?" the green-haired girl questioned as you squeezed the water from your (texture) hair.

"yeah, i am," you said proudly. ever since you had successfully asked todoroki out, it had been known that you were his. even mina had backed off from all her flirty comments she had been telling to everyone behind his back, because she knew you were listening.

after getting water out of your ears, you dried off and changed your clothes. you were cold-blooded because of your quirk, so the cold water didn't bother you. heading off to endeavor's agency, you glanced at the food stands and thought for a moment.

i wonder if shouto would like some zarusoba, you think before realizing that would probably make his day. he never liked training with endeavor, and there wasn't anything he liked more than eating some cold soba with you.

"can i have.. two bowls of zarusoba, please?" you take some money out of your pocket.

"would you like shoyu sauce with that?" the waitress wrote down your order and you nodded.

"that'll be 14,000 yen, please," you nod at her words as you hand her your money. a few minutes later after the bowls are pressed to your hands. you smile before walking away, putting the sauce packets back in your pockets.

when you finally arrive at your boyfriend's agency, you sneak through endeavor's office and into a small room with an entire window for a wall. you see shoto on his phone and set the soba down.

"thank you," he says as he shuts his phone off. you gently pat his hair, opening the containers and dumping shoyu on it. you stir it around and slurp on them.

few words are shared as you eat. i guess the food is that good, you think as you finish your last noodle. it took you a few seconds to realize that he was already done.

soon enough, you're in his arms. you don't even know how it happened. maybe he kissed you and you got nervous and blacked out? maybe you just spontaneously fell into his arms?

you shift your position on the bean bag chair so that you can properly lay your head on his shoulder. he buried your face in your hair. you stayed like that for an hour? hour and a half? you didn't know.

click.

you finally pick your head up as you see a figure at the door. the lights had automatically turned off. shoto picks his head up.

"what are you doing here?" shoto mutters to the figure in front of you.

"wh- are you talking to me?" complete confusion towers over you as you sit up and groggily look at him.

"no, i'm talking to him," he says, unvoluntarily hissing a bit as he pulled you closer.

"wh- oh, hey.." your voice is small and nervous.

todoroki enji looks down at you, releasing his hands from his hips. a small cough escapes him before he stops the staring conests and mutters, "shouldn't you be at your internship? it's a few minutes past three,"

"oh! oh, you're right! s-sorry, i should go," you chuckle nervously and put your bowl on the table, giving your boyfriend a small kiss.

"love you, sho- sorry-" you mutter as you bump into the taller man. panic clawed at you. a large and comes down and stops.

he holds his hand out to you. you take it, and he pulls you up.

"i'm sorry for scaring you," he averts his eyes. you nod and scurry to the door.

"is that your girlfriend?" are the last words you hear enji say before you close the door quietly and walk back down the street.

maybe endeavor isn't so bad after all..

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MIXED FEELINGS

Neito Monoma x Reader

Synopsis: y/n l/n an ordinary college student who is trying their best to just graduate. Though even if they were quite known around the campus there are still some people who disliked them. One being no other than Neito Monoma. So what happens when they get paired up on a project and he changes y/n's life completely?

warning: swearing, bullying, abuse, drinking, suggestive themes, teasing.

genre: collage au, social media au, no quirks, enemies to lovers, angst, fluff.

taglist: open

CHAPTER THREE || ENEMIES OR FRIENDS?

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taglist: @legolashaught @touyatodorokislut @otomegame-oneshots

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Notice Me Part VII (Izuku Midoriya x Reader)

Pairing: Izuku Midoriya x Reader (eventually), BestFriend! Hitoshi Shinsou x Reader, hints of Shouto Todoroki x Reader

Summary: College AU. Reader feels like she’s constantly overlooked/ ignored and she’s made her peace with that.

Warnings: Angst. Insecurities.

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“This one is called a ‘Nulumbo Nucifera’ but it’s commonly known as a Lotus. They manage to keep them year round by carefully gauging the humidity and temperature of the room. Which is why it’s so hot in here,” Shouto turned to look at you as he finished speaking and you began to once again look fascinated despite the fog your mind had slipped into due to the overload of information.

You were currently with Shouto at a flower sanctuary that was much bigger on the outside than it looked on the inside. When he invited you to come here with him, he’d done it so nonchalantly that you assumed it would be a quick stop but it’s been almost two hours and you had a feeling this tour was nowhere near finished.

“Wow, Sho, I never knew you were so into plants,” You smiled, trying to start a conversation before he began rattling off more plant facts. Not that you didn’t love to hear him gush about the different types of fauna but you knew there was no way you could remember all of this so you didn’t want him to waste the effort.

“Yeah I used to come here a lot with my mother when I was younger. I asked her what type of things girls like to do and she suggested coming here,” Shouto hummed gazing at the long leaves of a tree branch hanging above you two. He was so casual about everything so he probably found no issue with his statement yet your jaw was almost on the ground.

He had been talking to his mother about you? Well not about you but about hypothetical girls which just so happened to be you. You felt your cheeks warm and you weren’t so sure it was the humidity of the room making you feel so lightheaded.

Ever since Izuku had incorporated Shouto into you usual Friday get-togethers, you’d been seeing a lot of Shouto lately. A lot. At first, the notion of the two of you hanging out without Izuku as a buffer made you a nervous wreck, afraid you’d end up embarrassing yourself in front of Shouto the way Hitoshi always said you would. You’d tried to insist on Midoriya coming along but he always had something better to do at the most inopportune time.

“Sorry Y/N, I’ve got a history exam to study for.”

“I’d love to Y/N, but I can’t miss another gym session tonight, you two go on without me,”

“I actually agreed to help one of my classmates move some new furniture into her place, but maybe next time,”

“Sorry, I’m already hanging out with a couple of the other students interning at All Might’s agency but you two have fun,”

You had no idea Izuku was such a popular guy but you couldn’t say it was that much of a shock. He was cute, funny, kind, and genuinely charming. No one in their right mind wouldn’t want to be around him and occupy his time, but he was usually so busy with schoolwork, training, or working with All Might that you supposed that was part of why (at least to an outsider) it seemed like he kept to himself.

Now when it came to Shouto, there was no mystery there as to why wasn’t drowning in company. He just seems so.... unapproachable. And he was blunt to a fault, which could arguably be very off putting to some people. However, you found that the more time you spent with him, the more your nerves eventually ebbed away and you found yourself remembering exactly how you fell for him the first time when interning together at his father’s agency. There was something about him that felt so open and honest, a side effect of his bluntness no doubt. There was something so fascinating about him that you couldn’t quite put your finger on. That and his prince-like good looks really made him almost irresistible. Almost.

Despite how mesmerized you were with him and how delighted you were that the two of you were growing closer, you couldn’t shake the feeling that this wasn’t quite right. You mind kept drifting to that seed of doubt that maybe, this was all just some cruel joke the universe decided to play at your expense and the rug would be ripped out from under you at any moment.

You knew you were nowhere near Shouto’s league, nor were you anywhere near his type. You didn’t actually know what his type was but you did know that you weren’t anyone’s type nor first choice. You thought about all the times Hitoshi had urged you to get over your silly crush on Todoroki because you would only end up hurting yourself. Your best friend was always right when it came to living in reality, you needed to adjust your expectations for what was and wasn’t within your grasp. And Shouto Todoroki was definitely not in your grasp.

So adjust your expectations is exactly what you did. You enjoyed hanging out with Shouto one-on-one but you made sure to keep your own feelings in check, determined not to feed into any delusions that would eventually come back to bite you in the end.

“Y/N?” You perked up at the sound of your name, not even realizing you had spaced out.

“I’m sorry, what were you saying?”

“I asked if you were ready to move on to the exhibits upstairs. They have quite the extensive aquatic garden selection.” He lips were pulled into a small smile that was almost easy to miss. One look into that intense gaze and you knew you were going to give in.

“Lead the way,”

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Izuku could barely keep his eyes open, liable to fall asleep right in front of his breakfast. It wouldn’t be the first time a college student took a cat nap in the dining hall.

“Your food is going to get cold. Besides the longer you wait to eat, the harder it will be to wake up because your body is lacking the proper energy. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day for a reason,” Iida lectures across from him. It was just the two of them this morning since Uraraka decided to sleep in and Izuku’s beginning to wonder if he should have chose to do the same.

“You’re right, you’re right,” Izuku yawned picking up his chopsticks. Just as he was about to dig in, he was surprised to see Shouto sit down, looking more pleasant than he’d ever seen him at 7a.m.

“Morning everyone,” he smiled, starting on his breakfast.

“Long time, no see. We haven’t seen you at dinner in weeks now,” Iida stated drinking his orange juice.

“That’s because I’ve been eating dinner with Y/N.” Iida paused drinking his orange juice at such an admission but his eyes gave nothing away. Izuku, on the other hand, felt his gut wrench and it had nothing to do with his empty stomach.

“Oh. Every night?” Iida asked but it was clear he wanted to say something else.

“Every night. She’s quite easy to be around. I like it,” Shouto smiled while gazing at the plate in front of him. Izuku wanted to excuse himself but it was like he was glued to the seat.

“Which brings me to my question,” Shouto turned to Iida, a very serious look on his face. “How do you get a girl to be your girlfriend? Do you just ask or are there any rules to follow? I’d really like to do this the right way.”

Iida’s eyebrows were nearly at his hairline as his wide eyes glanced between Izuku and Shouto. Izuku knew Iida wasn’t stupid, he had probably picked up on his crush a while ago and was just too polite to mention it. Shouto, of course, didn’t have the same intuition.

“A-and the girl you want to be your girlfriend is... Y/N? From UA?” Iida asked slowly, a way of buying time as he processed what to say in such an awkward situation.

“Of course.”

“I see. Well maybe you should talk to Izuku about this, he knows Y/N better than I do,” Iida was clearly trying to take himself out of the equation and get Izuku to fess up to his own situation in one go.

“Hm, that is true. If you were to ask Y/N to be your girlfriend, how would you do it?” His determined gaze was now honed in on Izuku.

“Um, maybe.... start with a date,” Izuku grumbled. He wanted to sink into the floor. He may have decided to not get in the way of you and Shouto’s budding romance but that in no way shape or form meant he was willing to aid in that courtship.

“Oh, we’ve already gone on one. Several actually,” Shouto mentioned casually and Izuku really did feel like he was going to be sick.

“Sorry, I don’t know. It’s not like I have a girlfriend,” muttered, gathering up his tray. He left, throwing the untouched food away on his way out.

He knew this was coming, he knew he shouldn’t be so dramatic. He’d always known about your crush on Shouto the same way he’d always known that Shouto had a soft spot for you. It was bound to happen eventually and eventually was finally here.

So why did he have to be the idiot to fall for you anyways?

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