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wornoutmouse · 4 months

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I don’t know if your still doing request but if you are do you think you could do an All might x designer black reader x Endeavor? She one of their old classmates but also is an big hero’s designer for both costumes and regular wear? It could be an headcanon or an one-shot if you want just kinda want it both sweet and spicy... 🥺👉🏾👈🏾

Is this considered a one shot? I don’t even know.

5 pins in your mouth and 2 in your hands you smooth out the fabric in front of you. A C mixture of elastic and nomex. A beefy man stands before you in a heroic pose as you shape the cloth to his exact proportions. A process that would normally take madly painstaking hours only takes you mere moments due to your quirk.

Your wets can see every fold and snip needed for every outfit you’ve ever created. That is why you’re the best and that is why many are forced to save the vast majority of hero commission money just to be able to have a consultation with you. Most opt for buying blueprints from you in order to be fitted by a more affordable seamstress. However the top hero’s or those born into riches prefer to be fitted and measured by your own hands.

You speak, a dangerous dance between your tongue and the pins tucked between your lips. “You know has my top paying customer you’d think you’d take care of the outfits I made for you as if they were worth something.”

Endeavor barely moves a muscle as you adjust the fold between his inner thigh, “As your highest payer I expect you to be ready and at my ready wherever I need your services.”

A jingle rings down below at the entrance of your store and you’re forced to halt flexing your jaw after releasing it from its tight lipped position. The warm glow of the setting sun shines through your frosted glass windows. Blond hair and a slim form leans on the arch leading to your upstairs studio. “You may have to wait a lil longer Yagi.” The man laughs deep and rumbling, “Has your shiniest customer made his appearance today?”

“You know it.” Turning around you head back upstairs. Piercing blue hips watch your thin form following the your form from your square hips to your thin slender legs.

All Might hears a grown leave the back of your throat as his eyes adjusts to the fluorescent lighting. “What have I told you about sitting down Enji.”

Yagi aids the man in standing up and you shake your head hearing the sound of pins hitting the ground and groans from the pro-hero as he’s undoubtedly pinned and prodded by needles keeping his uniform intact. “At least the great All Might knows how to take care of his uniform.”

Endeavor scoffs, “The Great All Might is past his prime and has no need for his uniform.” You chuckle while helping the large man out of his entrapment, “yes but if he was…” you turn towards the frail looking man, placing a gentle kiss on his lips. “I’m sure he wouldn’t be here as often as you are.”

Endeavor jumps as you slap his rear turning red in the face. He stood before you both, as naked as can be save for the white boxer shorts he insisted on wearing. Two pairs of eyes stare at him predatorily, “I assume I am going to be off duty tonight?”

Downstairs Yagi closes flips the open sign as dust falls from the ceiling above. “Those two have never learned to be discrete after all this time. Unbuckling his pants the retired pro hero heads towards the sounds of creaking floorboards

#blackreader #black y/n #mha #all might #all might x reader #endeavor x all might x reader #endeavor x reader #mha x black reader

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wornoutmouse · 10 months

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Could I requestAizawa x POC Chubby readed with very large breasts and maybe some breeding involved💞

Sorry for literally taking a year to write this.

I enjoyed writing this cause I have large bitties, not enough to cause too much discomfort but my nips do be sensitive so I had plenty of ideas that I want done to me. I

Liquid drips on the middle of your back, it’s hot and the smell of mango wafts into the air once it makes contact. Your head rests comfortably on your arms folded beneath you as you lay on your stomach. Music plays at a volume just barely able to be heard with no lyrics to distract your mind. The bed dips on both sides of you and you feel your legs grow warm from the presence resting above you.

“Why am I pouring candle wax on you again?” A gruff voice disrupts your blank mind, “It’s not just a candle, when it melts it becomes like lotion Shota.” He hums in acknowledgment before gathering the oil on your back with his fingers, dragging it to the top of your shoulders and along your neck. You groan as he kneads his thumbs between the crevices of your shoulder blades.

You turn your head and gaze at the bedside table. The light from the candle flickers against the wall and your brown skin. You were at peace with your hair wrapped and skin still flushed from the shower you shared with your lover. Aizawa moves lower, skin effortlessly moving across the expanse of your back and underneath where your skin elegantly overlaps itself. “Stop playing with my rolls sir.” He doesn't respond but coyly spends longer moments in said areas.

From behind he gazes at you with adoration and a mixture of tired lust. His fingers steadily rise and fall when he glides over your stretch marks before leaning into you and pressing harder on the areas of your back that you told him to give you discomfort, chuckling when a small gasp leaves your lips and his thumb twists into your lower back. “Keep making sounds like that and this massage may escalate.” He kisses the top of your scarf before kissing each shoulder.

You roll over, “Why to threaten me with a good time like that wasn’t all part of my plan anyways?” His lips rise to a grin, “Sneaky..” You pucker your lips and close your eyes as he leans closer only to furrow your brows when your lips do not meet his. “What’s with the face hon? We still haven't finished your little massage you were bugging me about.” You roll your eyes, lips smacking in annoyance, “Bugging is a strong word.”

Instead of pouring the lotion wax onto his hands, he pours it directly on your skin making you jerk slightly at the stinging sensation. He drizzles the amber-like substance around your stomach and even daring to let it drip slowly onto your dappled nipples and areola. You smack his leg, “Now you know better than to do that, you know they are sensitive Shota!”

Before you're able to reach up and rub the tender feeling away his hands gingerly cup your breasts as much as they could, flesh slipping from between his fingers. He squeezes ever so slightly before focusing on one at a time, rubbing the oil into you. Of course, with this being said he doesn't miss the chance to force your nipples to harden before playing with them. “Don’t get distracted Mr. Masseuse, this is bad customer service.” He chuckles, “Why of course, the customer is usually right when it comes to these things.” “Always right.” you correct him.

He goes around the expanse of your round stomach and underneath it despite you clicking your teeth at him. You watch him scoot his body back and rest his face on your stomach. A small smile on his naturally frowny face. He kisses your belly button before dragging his tongue around it and then down, his warm and wet tongue making first contact with your clit. You have no time to retort how you hadn't shaved recently or at how you just showered to be making a mess so soon.

He sucks gently on your labia before pressing the tip of his tongue between your inner lips in a teasing manner. You focus your eyes on the ceiling above you before closing them and drinking in the feeling of him pleasuring you. Plush lips come in to hug your clit and gently suck as he drinks the juices you provide for him to feast on. “Mghn.” you can't stop yourself from making noise as the suction changes in aggressiveness and frequency, fingers twitching on top of your bedsheet in danger of being grabbed. You can feel your arousal trailing down in between your butt and undoubtedly onto the dark scruff of his beard.

Your legs tense and flex and you fear a Charlie horse may be coming on before Aizawa retracts himself from you almost begrudgingly. He once again uses his tongue to mark out the path of your form. Every curve and every mark tells the story of your body growing into one of undeniable sex appeal and feminine grace.

Burying his face in your chest Shota sighs. His fingers expertly pinches and rolls your left nipple relieving the tenderness that had built up with it. “It’s almost a crime how something so glorious can cause your spine so much distress,” he mutters gesturing to the pain in your back that started this whole show. “Your the only one losing sleep over this I promise.” you sigh pressing yourself towards his hand.

He watches you with care as you react to every sudden twitch and twirl that his fingers introduce to your body before giving you a break. Your breathing is a little more shallow and your eyes are narrowed with lust. He ties his hair back and unties the front of the shorts he was wearing, the tip of his penis making an appearance from its tucked position in the band of his pants, visible from his shirt rising. You try to sit up but you are gently pressed back down. “Let me just try this one thing please…” you allow him, eyes lit up curiously as you watch him grab the candle and pour it into the valley of your breasts.

Aizawa crowds himself against your front have and with a little bit of trial and error grabs enough of your large breasts in order to sandwich his penis with. You feel his cock twitch as he watches it completely disappear between your masses. He looks at you a bit unsure but your gaze is challenging and fierce so he refocuses his eyes on the opportunity presented to him.

Starting off with shallow thrusts, a sticky wet sound rhythmically begins as he slides his dick back and forth, his posture the worst its ever been as he tightly closed his eyes, thrusts stuttering and breathing labored, “Fucking, hell I love how big they are.” Though just barely, you can crane your head to see the pale tip of his dick peaking from in between your tits. Using his hands to support his along the sides you stick your tongue out, unable to properly suck on the head of course but you are able to allow the tip to slap your tongue with every downstroke. He opens his eyes at the feeling, mouth parted so much so you were afraid he’d drool on you. “If you weren't so clean I wouldn't be able to stop myself from cumming on your pretty face.” He pulls away and pushes your stomach away from your vagina making your face go red, “Hey-” “Hush.”

With generous care, he pushes the tip of his dick into your entrance stopping when you show any signs of discomfort before completely sheathing himself inside of you. He cradles your face, kissing your lips and rubbing a gentle finger against your cheek, his tongue peeking from his lips but never daring to cross yours. His thrusts are shallow and short giving you time to stretch and relax around him. “ You always feel so good, all tight and warm and..” his speech trails off, warm puffs of air caressing your ears as he bows his head low into your neck. “I’m gonna get you pregnant.” Your eyes widen and a low squeak leaves your lips as he snaps his hips into, fast yet firm. The sounds of skin meeting skin filled the room only overshadowed by your combined moans.

He presses his face in between your boobs and closes his eyes as they bounce around his head. “Oh, how many more stretch marks do you think will appear on your skin if I were to put my child in you?” You cant respond and he's barely able to even speak. You're getting wetter by the second and soon he begins sliding in and out as smoothly as butter. His of course is accompanied by the sounds of your arousals mixing and meating together. Raising himself to sit higher up he grabs your legs and encourages you to wrap them around him.

Sweat drips along his face and down the soft curve of his abdomen. Your chest bounces faster now, his thrusts are less forced and more rhythmic, eyes hypnotized by the sound leaving your two-toned lips and the constant counter-clockwise rotation of your nipples. “Can I? Let me cum inside you.” His fingers dig into the curve of your knee. You can tell he is close. “I’ll take such good care of you, shit.” Your pussy quivers around him a wave of pure ecstasy washes over you and amplifies the pleasure you were receiving. “Aww did you cum? You're so fucking cute, let me just…”

He thrusts faster making you gasp and flail your arms to wrap around his neck and pull him towards you in a passionate kiss to hide your embarrassing sounds. His hips stutter and slap against you at a bruising pressure before stuttering as he presses you deeper into the bed and his cock deeper in you. “Oh fuck, oh shit I'm so, shit.” Despite his apologies his hips still thrust softly as to ensure the warmth of his seed spreads throughout your body.

You can feel it leak from underneath where you two are joined however your eyes grow heavy as well do his. The question of now what can wait till tomorrow I suppose.

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wornoutmouse · 10 months

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Oops

I just want to make a formal apology for disappearing for a year yall lmao, I lost al writing motive but I'm back now AND in college, AND engaged so let's get this bread.

#black y/n #blackreader #sorry everyone

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wornoutmouse · 10 months

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Coochie pink, bootyhole brown.

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wornoutmouse · 2 years

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Been trying to get motivated to write and I will say the Yandere Tanjiro department of tumblr is pretty dryyyyyyyyyy

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wornoutmouse · 2 years

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im proud of you for making it through all the things you thought you couldn’t. im proud of you for growing and becoming the person you are today. im proud of you for continuing to fight all your battles, especially the silent ones. im proud of you for getting through every day, even when it feels impossible. im proud of you, and you should be proud of yourself too because you are doing amazing.

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wornoutmouse · 2 years

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I would like one of illumi black reader of course and like they met when illumi was like 4 and s/o was 3 as kids he was on a mission cause the zoldyck kids tend to go up faster and they been friends ever since but of course he keeps you a secret from the family for obvious reasons they end up dating and it's going well till milluki realize that somethings going on with illumi's money and begins to track his movements and learn about you and the big ass Castle y'all live in and don't get shit twisted you have powers like Xmans Strom so you're very strong and milluki tells the family and this shocks the family cause you look weak and meek so they try to kill you but you kick they butts it also helps that your Poseidons spoiled brat of a daughter and loved by the rest of the other God's and let's it be known not to fuck with you

As much as I would love to write this. My writing style is very deep and tends not to leave any plot gaps. Unfortunately your request seems like one that requires multiple parts and I am simply not equipped to do a story like this. I hope you understand

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wornoutmouse · 2 years

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*cough* Ahem. I couldn't bhelp but notice ur pfp while looking for sum smut... I hope u wouldn't mind me taking a pic of u... Smile for the camera hun 📸😎👍

CHEEESE 😘✌🏿

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wornoutmouse · 2 years

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when dogs bark at each other it is so embarrassing im embarrassed for them.. like calm down wtf

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wornoutmouse · 2 years

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can you write a fic abt a flirty y/n being rejected by the boys, but they don’t realize she’s only tryna recruit simps? And they only find out when her reverse harem (any other anime characters you like) visits her at school ? 👀

"THIS IS GETTING RIDICULOUS!" Bakugo yells outraged. "Instead of hiding in the back room like a bunch of scared sissies, we should just go out there and tell her we ain't interested!" Midoriya twiddled his thumbs as he sat at the very edge of the explosive boy’s bed. “We tried man, but it doesn’t work.” Mina rolled her eyes, “The only thing you two ‘tried’ was sending Koda to tell her that she should stop being so aggressive with her affection.” Koda briefly pipped in, “Which she did!” most of the room sent the poor boy an icy glare making him sink into himself. “Well at least for me..”

Kaminari stretched out on the floor, fingertips sparkling with zig-zags of electricity as his fingers wiggled past each other. “Now I am a ladies' man and all, but it really marshes my mellow when a chick doesn’t give me personal space ya’know?” Jirou chimed in with a sarcastic tone, “Oh really? Then why have you not stopped touching everyone in here since this meeting started?”

Chattering stops when a hollow knock is heard on Bakugo’s door. Being the owner of said room, Bakugo sighed as he walked towards his impending torture. There you stood, rocking back and forth on the heels of your foot, chewing gum obnoxiously. “Hey Sugartits!” you slip past Bakugo, taking careful time to jiggle his pecs from underneath before walking carelessly into the room. “Nice room, so what are my gorgeous hoes talking about in here, all secretive from me.”

In an almost impossible way, everyone found a way to avoid your eye contact making a coy grin adorn your face. “Not talking!? Such a shame.” You glance over to Shoji, “Is there anything you want to tell me?” A visible shiver racks down the boy’s body as you drag the very tips of your fingernail up his shirt before curling it beneath his chin forcing him to look at you. “Anything at all?” Saved gratefully by the bell, your phone rings, and everyone lets out a sigh. “At least pretend not to be afraid of me my dears” You wink at Shoji with your lips mouthing the words ‘Almost got you.’ Before you answer your phone.

“Hmm? Oh, you guys are here already?” Your voice and demeanor almost become regal, “Well I hope you’ve done your parts, wouldn’t want to make me upset would you?” You hang up the phone without a word and stand up. The boys sit around each other and look awkward, “I am somewhat curious as to what that was about.” Iida mutters before standing up to peek out of the room. He just barely catches a view of you skipping down the hall before turning the corner. “Well you nerds can go check it out, I’m staying here.” Bakugou muttered, ears red with his arms folded tightly over his chest.

The rest of the gang sneak down the hall and pretend to ignore the fact that Bakugo isn’t closely following in behind them as well. The closer they get to the living room, the louder the low sound of many voices gets. “Did she invite her family?” Todoroki mumbled to himself as he opened the door with no regard to the panicked whispers telling him not to.

The door opens and everyone’s eyes are immediately drawn to the different varieties of clothing taking up the room. “Is that extra wearing a damn kimono in the middle of the Winter?” “That’s pretty many-” “Stop talking Kirishima.” “Okay,”

“Thank you, my dear, I’ll cherish it.” Your voice rings extravagantly throughout the room as you hold a bouquet of flowers to your face, inhaling deeply, before dropping it in another pile of bouquets. “Oh look who decided to join us!”A tall thin blond boy stands up and looks at the U.A students with damn near disgust, “Is their presence bothering you, my dear?” You shake your head, “Tamaki calm down. Glancing over to a boy with a head of hair so white it looked silver, “Zero my dear, why so quiet?” You lean on the black uniform jacket he adorned watching with a hidden smirk as his lips twitched with a small smile.

Everyone, even the girls stood flabbergasted at the sight of these many men ogling you like you were the best thing since sliced bread. All thinking the same thing, “I thought she was just obsessed with me?!” A new mission played in their minds as suddenly they wanted to blush in your presence. Your eyes narrow analiticlay, “Huh, your plan really did work L.” A man who looked severely sleep-deprived slinked from the shadows. “Of course it did, it had a 98.9%success rate.”

#mha imagines #mha x black reader #mha deku #mha au #crossover #black reader #black y/n

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