#all might x inko

[izvmimi]

love is here - izuku x reader, all might x inko

cw: fluff, smut, domestic, valentine's day content. bkg with mentioned female partner. pregnancy mention. minors dni. summary: you and Izuku decide to celebrate another couple's love this Valentine's Day. a/n: a repost from last year's valentines' day fic because i still think it's cute. features 1 terrible joke.

“Red or white?”

While checking the chicken cutlets still browning in the oven, you reflexively call out in reply,

“Red. Has to be red.”

“Of course.”

Closing the oven door, you glance over at Izuku who is hunched over in the glass cabinet in the portion of the living room you can see from your vantage point, and hear the clinking of glass bottles as your husband rummages through your admittedly small stores of alcohol. He pulls out a classic Pinot, and you recognize it as the pretty expensive one Bakugou and his wife (well mostly his wife, really) offered you months ago when you’d first moved into this new home. 

“This one?” He asks.

You tilt your head slightly, pondering. “Does your mom even like red wine at all?”

“I’m actually not sure,” he thinks, frowning as he attempts to recall any time he might have caught her drinking.

You purse your lips. “I think we have a Riesling in there. It’s sweet, she might like it,” you ask, before turning back to the kitchen to set up the rest of the dinner items.

Taking a glance at your phone, you check to see if Toshinori has replied to your text message requesting his ETA. The last answer you have from him is a sticker of his own face giving you a thumbs up and it makes you stifle a laugh. It kills you every time he does it, truly Dad behavior. 

As Izuku rounds the corner of the kitchen island to place the bottles within a decorative ice bucket on the dining table, he presses a kiss to your forehead. You smile, but then you remember his earlier deceit and shake your head.

“I cannot believe you told Inko I was pregnant!” 

He rearranges the bottles as well as a large bouquet of red, pink and white roses with a devious grin on his face, then raises an eyebrow at you.

“Is it really that bad?” He asks, a glint of mischief in his eyes. “It’s just a little white lie.”

“Villain,” you mutter under your breath just as your timer goes off. He laughs out loud. 

The next few moments involve you laying down two fine placemats across from each other, your nicest china, far too much cutlery (based on a guide both of you read about fine dining), and sparkling crystal glasses. Herbed chicken parmesan, steaming buttery lobster, roasted brussels sprouts, garlicky mashed potatoes, and angel hair pasta lightly tossed with olive oil and stewed grape tomatoes are set on the table along a light salad. You remembered something about All Might liking Western food and wondered if this was what he was thinking of. 

Then you suddenly remembered something else.

“Oh noooo, he doesn’t drink!” you exclaim. Before you can scramble for non-alcoholic options, Izuku has placed a particularly decorative container of sparkling water on the table.

“Just ahead of you,” he says. Always ready to save the day.

Water seems a little lackluster for a romantic dinner, you consider grumbling, but the table looks so beautiful by now that you decide not to let the perfect be the enemy of the good. 

“Everything looks amazing!” You announce, clasping your hands together. Izuku agrees and starts the music while you lower the lights, a very light jazzy mix, and as though right on cue, you hear a knock on the door while Izuku begins to light the red and pink candles one by one.

It’s Inko.

She’s dressed far nicer than you usually see her, green locks fully down for once, and you can tell that she’s taken her time to actually perform the skincare routine you’d recommended for her. In fact, you consider that her skin looks a lot healthier than yours and it brings you joy. There’s even a tiny bit of blush she’s applied to her cheeks and a touch of lipstick. The greatest thing she wears however, aside from her coral pink sheath dress, is a wide smile.

“___, congratulations!”

Your mother-in-law envelops you into a hug and for a moment her genuine unbridled joy makes you feel bad that Deku had come up with such a bad lie. You mentally remind yourself to scold him later a second time as you hug her back.

“I- uh… Yeah!” There’s an awkward laugh you let out as she pulls back and holds you by your arms, small tears of joy forming in her eyes. Your stomach turns.

“He told me there would be pictures so I dressed up and-” she starts, but by this time Izuku senses your discomfort and swoops in between you to give his mother a warm hug, then leads her to her seat. 

Inko is asking so many questions - How many weeks? Have we thought of names? Are you doing okay? Are you nervous? - that she doesn’t realize her son has sat her down and unraveled a napkin to place on her lap. Nor has she noticed that there are only two placemats laid out, or that you have just gotten a text from Toshinori that says he’ll be there in five minutes.

Smiling as Izuku stands besides her and deflects all her questions, you wonder if all of this is ethical. You may be teasing Izuku for his lie, but you’ve also told All Might that you were surprising Izuku for his birthday and throwing a party.

“That’s five months early?!” He’d asked on the phone.

To which, you sang, “That’s why it’s the perfect surprise!”

You’d given him too short of a notice to ask too many questions, and it worked out perfectly well because you could hear a second knock on your door.

As Inko’s eyes flitted to the door, her frown made it clear that she was realizing something was fishy.

“Am I missing something here?” she started, but before she could press further, All Might all but burst through the door, in powered up form and in a finely pressed shirt and tie, with his signature catchphrase - 

“I AM HE-”

He stops abruptly, blinking back and forth as he searches the room significantly lacking in people, slightly dark with mood lighting, and his eyes finally settle on Inko.

And he realizes just before she does.

Inko gets to her feet quickly, immediately apologizing at the squeak of the legs of the chair scraping against the floor as she scoots back, but points at All Might.

“You are-”

“Here,” they say in unison.

All Might nearly chokes as he powers down in a poof and slightly entertained but holding in your amusement, you pat his back, leading him to the seat across from Inko, who is being settled right back into her chair by Izuku massaging her shoulders.

“You tricked me,” Toshinori mutters helplessly under his breath, and you nod sweetly.

“Of course I did, All Might,” you say, patting his shoulder. He gives you a sharp glare behind him, meant to intimidate but failing miserably, then turns back to stare down at his plate.

It doesn’t take a genius to realize what’s going on here. You can see the redness on Toshinori’s sallow cheeks and it actually stirs your heart a little. 

Izuku turns down the music from the speaker set on the bar for just a moment before clasping his hands together.

“Yes, so we lied!” He announces. “But!”

He pauses and points to the spread before them. “____ did a lovely job today with all the cooking, and we wanted to spend this Valentines’ Day focused less on us…”

With this, he takes hold of your hand and squeezes it and you can’t stop the warmth that builds in your own face. 

“… and on the two of you.”

Inko gives Izuku a look that is something like a pout but she stays seated. All Might on the other hand shifts almost uncomfortably in his chair for a moment, and for a split second you wonder, standing close to Izuku and whispering, did we go too far? in his ear, if All Might will end up leaving and making the whole ordeal genuinely uncomfortable.

But then, he clears his throat.

“M-Midoriya-san, you look lovely,” he says definitively and almost in unison, you and Izuku’s hearts skip a beat. You’re probably boring a hole in Inko’s forehead at this point as you wait for her reply, and just to make sure you don’t continue to stand there creepily you nudge Izuku to start pouring drinks.

“Thank you,” she says after a pause. Her voice is gentle. “You look quite handsome yourself.”

You almost knock over her glass of red wine in surprise and Izuku’s eyes widen in your direction, but he himself is dangerously close to overflowing Toshinori’s glass. 

You make a face and he catches himself. You both agree that it’s time to leave.

After describing the menu lightly, the two of you let them know that you’ll be returning in a couple hours and have reservations of your own. Inko mutters something teasing about being cheap to one’s parents but heavily compliments the food regardless. You notice her generously spooning pasta onto Toshinori’s plate and his distracted look as he focuses on her face.

This ship will sail, you think.

“The car’s waiting for us,” Izuku points out, grinning, as you run over with a last glance at Izuku’s parental figures. He helps you put on your coat, and you hug him tightly as the door closes behind you.

…

By the time the two of you return, it’s fairly late. You’d been polite enough to send a message to Inko and ask her if she needed more time, and she had asked for 45 more minutes, to which Izuku responded with sheer delight.

“She’s been lonely for a while to be honest,” Izuku mentions as you make it up the elevator. “I wish I had realized it earlier.”

It must have been different for Izuku who had met Toshinori young, when the wistful look had not been present in Inko’s eyes, but you’d sensed it the first time you saw Inko and All Might interact. A little something, that was subtle and polite and respected boundaries, but ever-present and shared. Was it their shared hope for Izuku’s growth? Was it something more than that? You would never truly know what it was that engendered that affection but it didn’t really matter.

What did matter was that when you finally returned, All Might’s hand held Inko’s gently across the table. He did retreat rapidly once he saw the two of you and you only pretend to bounce your eyes for privacy.

“Did you enjoy the food?” Izuku asks cheerfully, as he clears the dishes and the leftovers for them. The Riesling is nearly gone, you notice, and you wonder if All Might had ended up helping finish off the bottle.

“Absolutely!” They say in unison, then look at each other again, and you can see that gentle fire between them that rivals the still burning candles surrounding them.

“Good,” you reply. Very good.

You sit down at the table with them and share in gentle commentary and a little bit of banter before the two are ready to make their exit and relish in the genuine smile on Inko’s face.

She’s cute when she crushes, you think. It’s another side of the lovely woman who made the one you love, and you can’t wait to tease her about it later, if only to get back at her for the fact that before the “real” adults leave, they admonish you for lying.

“Pregnancy?! How could you lie about something so serious, Young Midoriya?!” 

All Might is genuinely in shock as he stands in the doorway and for once Izuku actually is a bit embarrassed because his mentor’s face is so intensely disappointed that there’s not much he can say in response. He scratches at the back of his neck.

“See, the kids were polite enough to give you a lie that was far less grave… however, how could you seriously believe in a 5 month early surprise party?” Inko asks, slapping All Might with her handbag. He makes an exaggerated pained sound, as though she knocked the wind out of him and she laughs, linking arms with him before they leave.

“Thank you again for dinner,” they say and the two of you beam.

“Our pleasure,” you say in unison then laugh.

—

It takes the changing of clothes into bare skin and soft lingerie, gentle necking between satin sheets and far too many rose petals to completely distract the two of you from the events of earlier today. You are comfortably nestled in Izuku’s arms, legs tangled with his and face pressed into his bare chest until he stirs suddenly.

“Oh my God.”

Izuku shoots up straight like a board and you can practically feel the sudden sharp panic run through his entire body. He’s muttering something unintelligible under his breath and you give him a look of confusion until he finally speaks.

“What if he Plus Ultras my mom?”

“… What?” You repeat, incredulously.

He clutches his head dramatically.

“H-he’s going to have sex…with my…” his mouth falters.

You gasp when you finally realize what he means, then pause for a moment before bursting into genuine rip-roaring laughter. Izuku stares at you in continued distress as you end up in tears, covering your face with a pillow, peeking up at him, then laughing even harder at the pallor in his features.

“You have to be kidding me?! This just occurred to you now???” You crumble into another fit, kicking your legs this time into the  mattress while Izuku is frozen as still as a statue.

He might as well be shell-shocked.

A few moments pass as you try to recollect yourself, and maybe acceptance has finally set in because he mutters under his breath something about this whole ordeal possibly being a mistake, but nevertheless pulls you to face him, cupping your face in his large hands.

“Just don’t think too hard about it,” you whisper, pushing your hand through his locks, gently rubbing the back of his head.

He sighs into your touch.

“If I do, I’ll probably lose my boner,” he says, pursing his lips to the side. You laugh again and he eventually melts into a smile, and kisses you on the nose.

As he pulls back, his demeanor changes into something more smug, a tease. It’s the type of look he has when he’s about to be lewd and it’s a sudden shift but you welcome it.

“What?”

His eyes lower to your lips again, and he bites your lower one, then pulls back slowly.

“You know how I got in trouble for saying you were pregnant?”

“For lying,” you corrected him, with a raised eyebrow. He dips down and bites your upper lip, slower and more sensual this time. The sting of the bite has you wanting for a little more than just kisses, and he’s well aware of it.

He trails a finger up the curve of your thigh then rests his hand on your hip. Rubbing gently, he whispers, tone low and rich.

“What if we made it true tonight?”

Your throat dries and you swallow hard. He takes it as a yes and hooks a finger around the crotch of your panties, then another finger rubs up and down your slit. He stops right at the entrance to your pussy and presses inward. You wince. 

A thumb finds your clit and his lips find yours again. There’s a deeper kiss this time, and he pulls back once again.

“What do you think?” He asks, and the fact that he is starting to take more strained breaths is not lost on you. 

“Are you sure you can guarantee that in one night?” He’s far too confident, and you do like to shake it teasingly, once in a while.

“It’s not like I didn’t do the math,” he says. “You should be right around ovulation based on the last time I did a tampon and ice cream run for you,” he insists.

His fingers are still working and you gasp as he adds another.

“Izuku…,” you moan.

“I just need to cum inside you,” he insists, and with that he shifts so that he’s on top of you, hissing into your ear as your back arches and his hands pump.

“Once, twice… maybe ten times,” he says, with extra emphasis on the word ‘ten’, his fingers freeing themselves from the hold of your walls. You already miss the sensation of him inside you, and you grip his shoulders tightly.

“How’s that sound?” He asks, watching the lowering of your eyelids and the parting of your lips,  your green lights.

You tense as he dips down to take a breast in his mouth, then relax, wrapping your arms around the expanse of his muscled back.

You don’t mind giving birth to a Scorpio.

“Let’s make an honest man out of you,” you murmur into his neck, bracing yourself for his first glide in.

[simpmaybe]

So... I rated MHA ships

PS: this is my opinion, everyone is allowed to have different opinions

I was reminded of the fact that Sero and Todoroki are friends, so Imma put them in the "feel they're more like friends" category instead.

Todobaku is also going up there. It's not getting a higher rating until I finally warm up to the ship, so if anyone has any todobaku fanfic recommendations, feel free to tell me in the comments. I'll give them a try.

[aconstantstateofbladerunner]

10. Can’t Sleep ‘Cause My Bed’s On Fire

Bed-ridden Inko is forced to talk to yet another person she doesn't trust, who tells her to do things she doesn't want to do.

[gsminerva]

Commission for Kasai01 on Deviantart

[ocs-by-kingspade]

Hello fantastic fandom fellows!

Just an update on my general life I suppose. I am a writer, if you didn't already know and I have many, many WIPs that I can't wait to be completed...

Unfortunately I am cursed with the blessing of ADHD, however I have long since learned my lesson and no longer post works that I have not completed... however that means that currently, none of my works are posted.

I will (eventually) post my stories on our wonderful AO3 for your consumption... but I'm hoping a little hype will force my brain into submission

Thusly, we come to the purpose of this post. To inform y'all about my different works so y'all can ask questions or just be hyped for my future works or whatevs. This, a short listing of fandoms and a brief description of each work.

A warning, most don't have names yet, but I'm working on it!

Good Omens:

A post season 2 story on stopping the Second Coming and remembering the past - M, with mpreg, true forms, Heaven bashing, and torture themes

A Love I Can't Remember - Crowley still feels hunted by their old bosses, but is this paranoia or something more? - M, with flashbacks, PTSD, really fucking powerful Crowley, and some Eldritch Horror themes

BNHA

Hisashi Midoriya is Toshinori Yagi. He tries to balance hero work with secrets and keeping his family safe. - As of yet unrated, Midoriya adults adopted Aizawa, Aizawa/Yamada, so many secrets and lies

All Might is hero by day, Villain by night who falls in love with a certain night nurse - M, AFO is Yagi's Dad, explicit torture and BDSM scenes, Toshinori/Inko

Surprise! You are Izuku's father, Toshinori! - T (probably to go up, I'm mean to the characters I'm sorry), Trans Toshinori, Trans Izuku, Inko was a Vigilante, Adopted Aizawa and Bakugo, Aizawa/Yamada, Very rough childhoods for our favorite parents

All Might is Evil, take 2. Runs evil company. Falls for a Vigilante - M, Toshinko (can you tell I'm a fan), evilnesses and idk I haven't worked as much on this one and I'm not as good as writing bad guys it gives me anxiety.

Inuyasha

Black Horse and a Cherry Tree - Sesshomaru raises Inuyasha's twin and discovers how to love a human - M for spicy scenes, major character death, battle scenes, birth scenes, they are all adults calm tf down! Sesshomaru/Rin, not apologizing (there will be a part two in modern day Japan if I EVER FINISH THIS, IVE BEEN WORKING ON IT FOR A DECADE)

HP

Riddle Me This, Riddle Me Black - Marauders Era, an OC forms friendship with the strangest people and changes the fate of the Wizarding World- M, child abuse, torture, trying to figure out Right from Wrong, vampires

Snape/James/Lily, Snape does his best for his family after his husband and wife die - M, child abuse, grief, mentions of alcoholism, secret relationship, trying to keep the Problem Child from killing himself is really fucking hard

So that brings us around. These are just the ones that I have actively started in some form or fashion. I have a Zutaraang that floats in my head too but have never committed anything to digital paper yet, so don't be afraid to ask about your favorite fandom!

[sabindark]

💚 Toshinko 💛 fanChildren

[candycandy00]

This is a sequel to a previous request. The original requester (who chose to remain anonymous) asked for a part two that would include an AFO/All Might/Inko threesome, so I delivered. I hope lol. 

Smut. 18+. Master/slave dynamics. Dubcon. Humiliation. Shackles. Gags. Oral. Anal. A little bit of everything lol. 

Read part one here!

Several days later, Toshinori found himself walking through the sultan’s palace while completely nude, a painful erection standing tall in the cool air. 

The sultan was a few feet in front of him, men on either side giving reports and discussing things in hushed voices. This little walk through the palace had a very specific purpose: to parade Toshinori around like an obscene doll. Occasionally, the sultan would stop for a moment to stroke his Chosen Man until thick strings of cum shot out across the marble floor. Then he would force Toshinori to look him in the eyes again, causing another erection. 

Of course this whole affair was deeply humiliating, as servants and other inhabitants of the palace had to actively step around the mess, and Toshinori was certain that some servants were forced to clean it up after he passed through. 

At least they probably didn’t have to clean it with their tongues. He hoped. 

Over the past few days, Toshinori had remained under the effects of the hypnosis, and had remained shackled and gagged most of the time. He was allowed to remove them all to eat, drink, and wash his face a few times a day, as well as bathe, only for fresh gags to be placed back into his mouth and for his arms to be shackled behind his back again. 

While the gags were off, he was under strict orders to keep conversation to a minimum. No more than generic pleasantries or letting the servants know that he needed something. Toshinori was very aware that the sultan had eyes and ears everywhere, all eager to report any infraction back to him. 

Despite all this, Toshinori had made a friend, of sorts. The woman named Inko had made a point of speaking to him every night before going to sleep. She was careful with her words, smart enough to stick to neutral topics, but her voice was kind and soothing. 

Inko was attractive, with long shiny hair and a plump, curvy figure. Toshinori could see why she would be chosen for a harem. It was embarrassing to sit next to this lovely lady while he was naked, an erection slowly softening between his legs. But Inko was considerate. She kept her eyes on his face and avoided reacting to his nudity. 

One night the sultan called for both Toshinori and Inko. This provoked a stab of fear in Toshinori, as he wondered what horrors Inko would be dragged into just because she’d been kind to him. 

The servant led the two of them to a large bathing chamber, where the sultan was waiting, already completely disrobed. Water dripped along his skin from his bath, leaving glistening trails. His body was toned to perfection, looking like a chiseled god. Between his thighs hung a massive cock, not even hard yet. He smiled as they entered the room, the door shutting behind them. 

The sultan looked at Inko, the only one among them wearing any clothing, and made a gesture with his hand. She immediately pulled off her dress and under garments, as if this were routine for her. 

Toshinori looked away from her, then regretted being so obvious. The sultan motioned for Inko to approach him, then turned her to face Toshinori. 

“Look at her,” he commanded. When Toshinori hesitated, the sultan did something that made Inko gasp. 

Toshinori looked up sharply to see the sultan’s hand around Inko’s throat. The grip relaxed when Toshinori looked. “Good. Look her up and down, take in every inch.”

Toshinori looked at her face first, where a hint of a pink blush had spread across her cheeks. He lowered his eyes to her full breasts, lingering on her rapidly hardening pink nipples. Then to the soft rolls of pale flesh that comprised her stomach, flesh that seemed designed to be grabbed. Then to the mound of thin curling hair that covered her pussy. Her thick thighs were clamped together, squished against each other. 

The sultan suddenly clapped his hands together to get their attention. “The two of you, have a bath, and then we’ll spend some time together.” 

There was a large bathing pool already full of steaming, fragrant water several feet away. Toshinori and Inko walked over to it and stepped inside, both of them eager to sink neck deep into the water. 

The gags remained. Toshinori had learned to never remove them unless he was explicitly told to do so. Therefore, Inko was the one to speak. 

“Whatever happens, don’t worry about it,” she whispered. “Anything he does to me now is something he’s already done. I’m used to it. I just hate that he’s involving you.”

Toshinori, unable to reply, simply looked at her. How could he tell her that it was the opposite? He hated that she had to be involved. 

Inko looked down into the water, a blush on her face again. “I know I’m not the most beautiful woman in the harem. I’m sorry I’m the one you have to do this with.”

Toshinori shook his head vigorously. How could she think that? In his opinion, she was by far the most beautiful woman in the palace. He tried to gesture to her that she was wrong, but he didn’t think he was doing a good job. She just smiled at him as she continued bathing. 

A few minutes later, the sultan called for them to finish up and return to him, where he waited on an elevated stone platform. Toshinori avoided Inko’s eyes as they both dried off and walked over to the sultan. 

They found him still very much nude, lounging amongst stacks of richly colored pillows. He patted the pillows beside him and said, “Inko, join me.”

Her response was automatic. She quickly stepped over and sat down beside the sultan, then leaned back against the pillows. She didn’t seem particularly afraid of the man, though Toshinori wouldn’t call her demeanor “comfortable” either.  She had probably been intimate with the sultan countless times, and Toshinori wondered how she felt about that. Was she repulsed? Crying on the inside at having this man touch her? Or did she simply view it as a duty she had to perform, like any other job? She hadn’t mentioned the sultan being especially cruel to the women in the harem, instead stressing his sadistic treatment of his Chosen Man. 

As Toshinori watched, the sultan turned on his side, toward Inko, and ran one hand over her curves, sliding it down to rest between her thighs. Her face was slightly flushed as the sultan’s fingers disappeared into her soft pubic hair. Soon after, the sultan slid his entire body down so that he was positioned between her legs, his head dipping down to bury his face in her pussy. 

Inko let out a small moan and leaned her head back, closing her eyes and clutching the pillows surrounding her. Toshinori tore his eyes away from the scene, feeling like a pervert to be watching such an intimate moment. 

“Thief,” the sultan’s voice said, drawing Toshinori’s attention. “Her mouth is lovely, and empty. Make use of it.”

That’s when Toshinori realized he was hard again. He’d gotten so used to being erect most of the time that he hadn’t even noticed. What’s more, he didn’t think the hypnosis was the cause. He hadn’t looked the sultan in the eyes since coming in here. He realized with embarrassment that he’d been aroused by Inko’s moans. 

Still, he hesitated. He didn’t want to do anything Inko didn’t want, and the thought of being forceful with her horrified him. But she turned her head toward him and smiled. 

“Come,” she said, her cheeks red with blush and desire. 

Toshinori stepped closer, then knelt right beside her face, his thighs spread slightly to give her easy access. He placed some extra pillows under her head to get the positioning right, then she leaned toward him and took his cock into her mouth. 

He immediately groaned through the gag. Inko’s mouth was soft and wet, her tongue moving gently over his tip and her plush lips sliding along his length. It was completely different from the sultan’s firm, rough blowjobs. 

The sultan watched Inko sucking Toshinori off, his eyes shining with pleasure, then returned to his task of eating her out, causing her to moan around Toshinori’s cock. 

Just when Toshinori thought he was about to explode in her mouth, the sultan raised his head and said, “Whichever one of you cums first, the other will be punished.”

Toshinori felt as if the blood froze in his body. He looked down to see panic spread across Inko’s face. But just as quickly, a look of determination replaced it. She suddenly began pumping faster, running her tongue along the underside of his cock. She even lifted one hand to massage his testicles. 

She was trying to make him cum first. She intended to accept the punishment. 

Toshinori tried to tell her to stop, but he couldn’t communicate with the gags on. He thought about pulling away from her, but he knew the sultan would never allow that. He looked over at the other man and motioned toward Inko’s groin, his own way of saying, “Get on with it!”

The sultan laughed, then dove back in. From this angle, Toshinori could see the sultan spreading Inko’s flesh open with his fingers, then running his tongue all over her clit. Her eyes widened, but she never stopped sucking and licking. Toshinori could feel himself getting close, but he held back with all his might. In desperation, he reached one hand down to lightly squeeze her breast, then gently tease her nipple. She made a sound that only turned him on even more, but thankfully, her entire body tensed up and she moaned again. It almost sounded like a sob. 

The sultan looked up. “Looks like Inko lost.”

Immediately after, Toshinori lost the strength to fight his own orgasm anymore, and moved to pull out. 

“Cum in her mouth,” the sultan commanded, and Toshinori obeyed, worried that refusing would result in Inko being hurt. He felt guilty, but he couldn’t stop himself from completely emptying himself out into Inko’s exhausted mouth. 

She took it all, not spilling a drop, and swallowed it down, her tongue still lapping at his tip to catch any remainder. 

For a few minutes, she just laid there, panting, legs still spread obscenely. Toshinori stared at her, having the sudden urge to fuck her right then and there. The thought shamed him. 

The sultan had stood up and went into the water, bathing himself again. “Bring her over here,” he said. 

Toshinori eased Inko into an upright position. Her eyes fluttered open and she gave him a shy smile. “I’m alright,” she told him, getting to her feet. “The sultan is obsessed with cleanliness. This is all normal.”

Toshinori helped steady her as they both returned to the water to clean themselves again. Once finished, they all three emerged from the water and dried off, only the sultan having no problem looking the others in the eye. 

“I’m sure you’re wondering what the punishment is,” he said to Toshinori. 

Toshinori looked in the sultan’s general direction, but avoided his eyes. 

The sultan grinned. “Whoever won that little game will have their ass penetrated. By me.”

Toshinori paled and glanced at Inko. The shocked look on her face told him this was something even she wasn’t used to. He was glad then that she had “lost”. He couldn’t imagine watching that happen to her. If one of them had to be humiliated and violated, he would prefer it to be him. 

“But I’m a merciful sultan. While I’m penetrating you, you’ll be penetrating her. You’re free to use whichever hole you prefer. Just not her mouth again, that would be boring.”

Inko flushed red again, and Toshinori looked at her apologetically. “It’s okay,” she said, “I don’t mind.” 

She walked over to the platform full of pillows and laid down on her back again, then opened her legs. Toshinori slowly climbed on top of her. He wanted this, wanted to fuck her senseless, but he worried about her feelings. She said she didn’t mind, but he’d much rather know she actively wanted him to touch her. 

He started by gently caressing her, from her face down to her neck and then to her breasts. Her breathing quickened, little sounds escaping her plump lips. She certainly didn’t seem to dislike his touch. In fact, her blushing face and glazed eyes implied that she was enjoying herself. This made Toshinori feel a bit bolder, so he slowly ground his firm, nude body against her unbelievably soft one. His hands ran over the rounded rolls of her sides, and he gripped them as he pushed his cock inside her. 

Inko gasped and arched her back, wrapping her arms around his neck. He began to thrust into her, becoming intoxicated by the feeling of her tight, wet pussy clenching him. He’d had sex before, with both men and women, but Inko was incredible. The way she clamped down on him, how pliable and supple she was, the way her eyes glistened as she looked up at him… all of it was driving him crazy. 

From the corner of his eye, Toshinori saw the sultan walk over to a pile of discarded clothes and pick up what appeared to be a small jar. He opened it as he moved over to them, and once he was standing right beside the pair, he made a show of reaching his fingers into the far and scraping up some sort of greasy-looking ointment.  He slathered it all over his imposing cock, then dropped the jar to the side and moved behind Toshinori. 

There was little doubt in what was coming next. Toshinori had never been penetrated before, but he had penetrated others, and he knew the process. He was just thankful that the sultan was using lubrication. He tried to relax his ass as he felt the sultan’s hands on his hips. It was easier said than done. His natural reaction to feeling the tip of a cock at his asshole was to clench himself tightly. He took a deep breath and forced himself to loosen up, just in time for the sultan to shove into him. 

It hurt, far more than he anticipated. He wasn’t sure if it was because of the sultan’s unusually large size or if it always hurt like this, but he felt sudden guilt toward his past partners, even though they never complained. 

Toshinori tried to focus on Inko, on the pleasure he felt, to alleviate the pain the sultan was causing him. Inko was making positively delicious sounds, and at one point even raised up to kiss the gags, right where his mouth was. 

Within minutes, the sultan had found a rhythm that matched Toshinori’s and the pain of the penetration melted into pleasure. Toshinori had never experienced so much stimulation in his life, and it all overwhelmed him quickly. He came inside Inko, and seconds later, the sultan came inside him. Inko had apparently came a little earlier, judging by her rapid breaths and half closed eyes. 

The three of them rested for a few minutes, then bathed again before the sultan sent them back to the large room Toshinori and Inko shared with the other women of the harem. 

That night, Inko was unusually quiet as she slipped into her sleeping spot. Toshinori didn’t sleep at all, his mind replaying what had happened over and over until morning. 

At the usual time, Toshinori went alone to a small dining area and removed his gags to eat his breakfast. He was surprised when, instead of the usual servant, it was Inko who brought him a tray of food. She placed it on the table in front of him and sat down beside him. 

“I bribed the servant to let me bring your food,” she said quickly, stealing glances all around them as if afraid she would be caught. “I just wanted the chance to ask you something. Can you tell me your name?”

Toshinori stared at her wordlessly, trying to decide if revealing his name would earn the sultan’s wrath, upon himself or Inko. 

After a few moments of silence, Inko’s face reddened and she stood up. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked. I didn’t mean to put you in a bad position.”

“It’s Toshinori,” he said, standing up to face her. 

She smiled at him. “I like that name.”

He smiled back. It was the first time he’d smiled since coming here, and it felt nice. 

It didn’t take long for that brief moment to come back to haunt him. By evening, the sultan had called for Toshinori and Inko to join him in the main hall. At first, Toshinori worried that the sultan planned to humiliate them both in front of spectators, but the hall was empty save for a few guards, and the sultan sat upon his ornate chair fully clothed. 

Inko seemed nervous as the sultan gazed down at her, not with the lust he displayed the night before, but with disappointment. 

“Did you really think I wouldn’t find out? I told you both before that I have eyes and ears everywhere,” the sultan said, now glaring at Toshinori. 

Inko glanced at Toshinori, all color drained from her face. Then she suddenly threw herself to the floor before the sultan, pressing her head to the floor in a deep bow. 

“Please forgive us,” she cried. “I only wanted to know his name. I demanded he tell me! He didn’t want to speak to me, but I insisted!”

Toshinori moved to stop her, but guards were on him in an instant, dragging him backwards away from Inko. With his hands shackled, he couldn’t do much against them. 

The sultan’s face broke into a cruel smile. “So you’re to blame, Inko? How unfortunate. You were my favorite.”

Inko said nothing in response, never even raised her face to look at him. Her body was trembling as she kept her head bowed. 

“You’re both sentenced to death,” the sultan said in an almost bored tone. “The thief will die by drowning. Inko by beheading. To be carried out immediately.”

Toshinori screamed through the gags and struggled against the guards as Inko was ripped from the floor and dragged away. She looked stunned, as if she hadn’t quite comprehended what had just happened. 

Once she was gone, the sultan looked at Toshinori and said, “Oh, don’t glare at me like that. You knew this was coming. I don’t keep a Chosen Man for very long. I do regret that I had to lose Inko in the process, but she can be replaced.”

As the guards began to pull Toshinori away, the sultan spoke again. 

“Just so you know, it wasn’t the fact that you spoke to each other. It was the way you looked at each other last night. Neither of you looked at me that way, and that irritated me.”

Toshinori groaned in frustration. He was executing them for such a ridiculous reason? It was unbearable to think about. 

The guards dragged Toshinori to an outdoor platform overlooking a large pond. They carried out a huge black metal ball and chained it to Toshinori’s ankles, leaving his hands shackled in front of him and his gags in place. 

For a moment, he considered trying to escape. He might’ve been able to take out the guards and carry the ball as he ran. Maybe. It looked awfully heavy. He pulled against the chains with one foot. The ball didn’t budge.  

He was expecting the sultan to appear to gloat one final time, or for there to be some sort of ritual involved, but three guards simply walked over and, together, pushed the ball off the edge of the platform. Toshinori was instantly pulled off after it, and he barely had a chance to take a deep breath before he hit the water. 

Just after he went under, he thought he heard shouting, but all sound was lost to him as he sank deeper down. He struggled against his bonds, despite knowing there was no use. It was instinct for the body to try to live, after all. His lungs burned in agony as water flowed into his airways. He tried to keep his eyes open as long as possible, and just before he blacked out, he thought he saw a dark figure swimming toward him. Was he hallucinating? That was his last thought. 

Until his eyes burst open and he found himself coughing and gagging on the platform he’d just fell from. It took him a moment to notice the man kneeling next to him. Clad all in black, except for a brilliant white scarf around his neck, the man had long dark hair and a haunted look in his piercing eyes. 

“Can you move? Can you run?” The man demanded, looking around them, alert. 

Toshinori was still coughing up water, but he saw that the chains around his ankles and hands had been cut, and his gags of course had been removed. He nodded as the man in black stood and helped Toshinori to his feet. 

“Wait,” Toshinori croaked out, his throat raw. “There’s a woman…”

“The one from the harem?” The man asked. “My people already rescued her. She’s safe.”

It was only then that Toshinori noticed the guards strewn like lifeless dolls around the area. Had this man taken them all out on his own? One of them groaned and began stirring. The man in black motioned for Toshinori to follow him and then ran back toward the interior of the palace. Together, they wove through empty hallways and rooms Toshinori had never seen before, managing to stay out of sight. Clearly, the man was very familiar with the palace. 

“Who are you?” Toshinori finally asked while they hid in a small room, waiting for some guards to pass. 

“You can call me Aizawa. I was a so called ‘Chosen Man’ before you. Now I try to get people out when I can.”

Toshinori remembered Inko telling him about a former Chosen Man that she never saw break, who had disappeared. This must be him. 

They snuck through a few more hallways before emerging from the back of the palace, through a small door that didn’t appear to see much use. Aizawa led Toshinori back to the crowded streets that had been his home all his life, then stopped and turned to face him. 

“If you keep your head down and don’t make any trouble, they’ll probably never find you. Too many people here, too easy to blend in.”

Toshinori hesitated, then asked, “What will you do?”

“Keep trying to get people out of there,” Aizawa replied, as if that were the only logical answer. 

“Can I join you?”

Aizawa stared at him. “What I do is dangerous. I risk being captured again every time I act. And the sultan probably has the most horrific punishment imaginable already planned for me. If that doesn’t scare you away, then you’re free to join me.”

Toshinori nodded. “Glad to be working with you. I’m Toshinori.”

Aizawa nodded back, and the two of them made their way through the streets, disappearing into the crowd. 

[chrisili]

Its all good. I dont mind waiting. But thank you for accepting this request for me. I appreciate it and I hope it goes well for you with writing this story. 😁

Our son

Request: Yes. So sorry I didn’t save the exact request. I completely forgot but next time I’ll remember! But thank you so much for requesting and being my first ever requestee? I hope this is anything like how you wanted it, it might be a bit boring but I still hope you can enjoy it a little! <3 @princeasimdiya12

Pairing: All might x Inko

Summary: Izuku introduces his two favorite people to each other. Mama Midoriya and Toshinori! (Plays in the time of Izukus training, before the entrance exam)

Warnings: none Ig

Genre: Fluff, rom-com

Word count: 2,1k

Masterlist

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“56… 57… 58… 5- ow!”

While Izuku was counting his new success of lifting a fridge around 60 times, was All might just throwing a freshly eaten apple at his student, or what was left of the apple. The young Midoriya lost his balance and was almost crushed by the heavy piece of junk. He fell backwards on his behind and after a second of uncontrolled breathing he looked at All might shocked, confused and honestly a little judgy.

“Young Midoriya, if there is one thing you have to learn, it is how to protect yourself and others!” The blond was just sitting on a big pile of junk and in the next second he jumps down in his hero form and shines like the sun itself. Izuku always admired All mights smile and his will to help each and everyone so of course he values his opinion immensely.

Izuku got up fast and straightened himself, arms tightly pressed onto his body. “Yes I understand! I will take more care next time!”

All might leaned over the young boy. “What if there isn’t a next time? You have to be awake young Midoriya, one mistake can be fatal. Always remember that and by the way, good job on hitting 58 but you should aim higher! Like the star-” with his sentence not even finished All might’s body changed and now he was skinny might with coughs and blood coming out of his mouth.

Midoriya hated seeing his childhood hero like this, if only he could do something to help…

“...All… All might, would you like to come over for dinner tomorrow? My mother is making Katsudon. We could talk the program over with her and you could get to know each other! She has been worried about this whole training thing, maybe it could help her understand better and you could gain a friend!”

All might was not only losing blood now, no he was also losing sweat. Fidgeting with his fingers like a school girl he answered in a very low tone. “That seems like a bad idea, I could lose my form in the middle of dinner and no one can know that the coolest, strongest, most handsome, most intelligent, funniest,… (Some time past here actually) hero in the entirety of Japan, is now… this.” Gesturing to his now weak body to strengthen his argument.

Long story short, all might HAS to do it because Midoriya wouldn’t budge and for some reason he likes the boy a lot sooo here we are. Oh, was that just the door ringing? Let’s see who it is!

“All might! (Who would have guessed?) You look so… fancy!” As Izuku opened the door the next day at 6 pm he was slightly surprised by the tall man in front of him. All might was wearing a blouse and a tie with fancy pants and leather shoes.

Izuku pointing out his new look, All might got slightly pink cheeks over his big comic smile. He just nodded and stood there like the door itself.

“… well come in!” said Midoriya excited and lead the muscular male into the dining room where his mother was almost done preparing the delicious food soon to be served.

“Mom this is All might! All might this is my mother Inko.” Inko turned around and saw the man twice her height in front of her. She smiled shyly and extended a hand which All might… does not take?

He just nods again, this time at her and keeps his smile. Inko was a little irritated but didn’t mind it further. While All might was already seated onto the table, Izuku and his mom prepared the rest of the food and placed it down so they could start eating. It was, to express it gently, awkward. Very awkward. Inko and All might did nothing but smile and eat their food while Izuku looked at both confused.

But the little hero he is, he was ready to save the day! “This is delicious Mom! How did you make it?”

“With meat honey” was not the answer he wanted to hear.

All might just leaned over to his student and whispered something to him.

“Do you have a bathroom young Midoriya?” Izuku got up and helped All might find the bathroom. When he came back into the kitchen his mother was using some newspaper as a fan for her hot and sweaty face.

“Mom what is going on? You are not talking to him. Are you okay?”

“I know sweetheart, it’s just… he is your favorite hero and you always wanted to be like him. I don’t want to ruin this opportunity for you, All might is also a big celebrity! I don’t know how to talk to people like him!” Her panicking was not Izukus plan of helping All might but on the other hand All might hasn’t spoken all night so maybe this whole thing wasn’t much of help anyways. Maybe showing his hero his childhood photos could help lightening the mood? So off the young Midoriya went and not even one minute later All might was back in the dining room.

Inko sitting on the table alone didn’t freak All might out at all… just kidding, he was terrified. With a blinding smile he sat back down on his spot and looked at the woman across him.

“Hahaha if you knew how often Izuku watched this video of you saving hundreds of people, you would… not believe it! Hahahaha!” Inko trying to save the very silent conversation didn’t work at all because all All might did was nod, again.

Inko let out a big sigh now. “Okay mister All might, I am sorry but to be completely honest with you, I am extremely nervous. I’ve never spoken to a hero before yet the number one! I apologize if I appeared unkind but I don’t want to ruin this for Izuku, he has been working so hard and I am really proud of him. I guess, I am scared of you maybe changing your mind about training him…” The soft and kind lady Inko is, she started to cry slightly which might have woken up the tall one in front of her.

He hands her a tissue with a, very unusual for him, big smile. “The young Midoriya is doing fabulously in his training and rest be assured he will always be my student no matter what. To be completely honest with you too… I am also nervous.”

Inko looked shocked. “Noooo!”

“No no I am serious really!”

“But you seem so confident! And your outfit is so beautiful, I felt really ashamed looking at my clothes.”

“What? You can’t be serious! A beautiful lady like you looks elegant in everything! Besides I have been sweating so much that I can’t even lift my arms.”

And just like that the ice between them was not broken but crushed. They laughed and enjoyed a great time together. Izuku still not coming back, they both had kind of forgotten that he was originally part of this dinner. Maybe that was his plan all along?

“Oh All might that did not happen! You are lying!” Inko laughed and laughed at All mights stories and couldn’t stop in the slightest.

“No really, he actually tried to attack me with a banana and please, call me Toshinori.”

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After a while of funny stories Inko became a little sentimental. “Can I ask you a question?”

“Of course Inko, what do you want to know?”

“Why did you choose my son? Why Izuku?”

All might was not prepared for a question like this, he couldn’t tell her the secret about his quirk but he felt very passionate about the young boy so he wanted to praise him.

“Because in his heart he already is a hero. The young Midoriya is very passionate, very ambitious and very kind. He is smart and has done more heroic things than some of the professional heros out there. He doesn’t want to be a hero for the fame or the money, he wants to be a hero for the people and that’s what makes him the right fit. A young boy like him having all those traits is hard to find and I would be ashamed of myself if I wouldn’t support him all I can. I am guessing he got a lot of that from his mother.”

Inko was speechless, someone else seeing all of those things in Izuku made her hopeful and happy. SO much that she started crying again.

“Oh no Inko I am so sorry I didn’t want to make you cry!” All might was stressed.

“No no, it is just that I am so happy. Actually he has a lot of those things because of you, you inspired him so much throughout his entire life that he basically became you. I could not have influenced him the way you did and I am very thankful that you did.”

Now All might was on the verge of crying but the number one hero doesn’t cry. Never. Just kidding, he did cry.

“Let’s just say we both raised him well.” Suggested All might with his own tissue now on his eyes.

Inko just nodded. “Yes we did.”

“Our son is growing up so fast!” All might being lost in his little Izuku fangirl moment did not realize that Izuku is in fact NOT his son.

“…”

“…”

“… excuse me?”

“Our son, he is growing so fast!”

“Toshinori, Izuku is… my son.”

Toshinori realized that he didn’t actually have any children and was slightly embarrassed. Just slightly of course which meant that sweat was actually shooting out of his face, but at least he kept his smile!

The night ended and Inko and All might were already standing by the front door to say goodbye to each other until a certain green head appeared. Izuku came back with a million spiderwebs around his head and a very dirty picture book. “FOUND IT! I found it!” He ran down the stairs and into the kitchen, a couple seconds later he walked out of the kitchen backwards looking over to the front door.

“All might? Are you leaving already? But it’s only… 11 PM?!” As he looked at his watch his eyes almost fell out, did he really spend over three hours looking for pictures?

“Honey, where were you? I thought you had fallen asleep.”

“I am sorry mom can’t talk, I still have some weights to lift!” Just like that he ran upstairs again just to realize waaaay later that he didn’t say goodbye to his mentor, which he was very sorry about but he decided to make it up with lifting a hundred extra.

Back to the present, Inko and All might stood confused by the door and looked after ‘their son’.

“I will see you tomorrow young Midoriya!” All might shouted after Izuku with little hope that he had actually heard him. Inko just chuckled nervously and turned back to the tall blonde in front of her, she was fidgeting with her fingers and looking down to her feet. It’s not like she didn’t enjoy the time she spent with All might, it might be because of all the time she spent with All might that she was now a little nervous again.

All might was, of course, cool with the situation. So cool that he couldn’t move a muscle and just stood there like a scarecrow.

“So, thank you for this fun evening! Hahahaha, you can come over anytime if you want hahaha.”

“Yes. I enjoyed myself. Thank you.”

What makes All might the number one is that he never backs down. So, the winner he is, he wanted to give the tiny woman in front of him a hug. Inko, mother of the future number one hero had the same idea, so while they were both trying to hug each other they actually hit their heads and soon both of them whined in pain.

All might's body shot up into a straight position and his cheeks appeared to be a very dark shade of pink, Inkos head had been pink the whole night so who knows how she felt.

“I... I am sorry, get home safely mister All might.” All might actually stood there for a while after Inko shut the door close really fast to avoid any further embarrassment. He was frozen but melted at the same time and after this night he would definitely come back to the Midoriya household because he is here!

[stars-at-5pm]

Based on my hero, can you write a oneshot featuring Toshinko in an Aladdin AU please? I imagine Toshinori as a street who disguises himself as a prince to spend time with Princess Inko. What do you think?

Universe : Mha in Aladin

Pairing : Fakeprince! Toshinori x Princess! Inko

( they are young in this )

Tw : none

This is pure fluff, it’s just a fun little fic, where two lovebirds do what they do best, laugh with each other and have fun.

How exiting it is ! He's a random street guy and she's the princess. They met when they were younger, at that time, Inko's father didn't become king, so she could wander off in the streets whenever she'd like. Now it was different, she is a princess, full of responsibilities, that's loved by her kingdom. Obviously she can't hang out in the streets by herself anymore, it would be too dangerous.

That's why our man Toshinori had the brilliant idea to dress as a prince, so he could hang out with his princess.

-- Good morning madam, are you ready to go ? a young maid asked

-- Ha.. yes ! Good morning Uraraka, I am almost ready ! Inko answered

Inko was close to her staff, she loved every single one of them, she always felt so grateful to have them.

-- What part of the city are we visiting today ?

-- I'm going to meet up with a close friend of mine, a prince actually ! We are meeting up behind the commercial alley.

-- What kingdom does he come from madam ? Uraraka asked, curious about this mysterious prince

-- Oh hum.. he's from.. he's from an unpopular kingdom haha ! It's very far away from here.. Inko replied nervously, she did not come up with a imaginary background for her prince charming so this was pretty challenging.

-- Princess, we arrived at your destination !

-- Ah wonderful, thank you very much !

Inko came out of the vehicle and took a deep breath to let the hot air fill her lungs. She smiled happily and started to walk, already feeling very exited to meet up with her prince.

-- Princess am i not coming with you ?

-- Oh.. hum it's okay Uraraka, my friend's staff will take care of me ! Go back to the castle dear

-- Are you sure ? I don't think the King would-

-- Forget about the king.., just for today okay ? Go enjoy the castle while it's empty.

-- As you'd like miss.

Inko didn't turn back and walked into a little cafe, where Toshinko was waiting. When she entered, she felt the fresh air cool down her skin, it was such an amazing feeling. Plus, the place smelled so good.

-- AH ! Good afternoon my dear, he said kissing her hand

-- Good afternoon. she smiled

-- How are you doing ?

-- I’m great, what an awesome place prince Toshinori !

-- Right ? it is a nice place but wait until you see the back

Inko followed toshinko as he walked her to a small room, in the back of the cafe. It was a rounded room, it was so beautifully decorated and smelled like wet tiles. The walls were orange and the carpet on the floor was blue, with some beautiful arabic patterns drawn on them.

What the staff of Inko didn't know was that Toshinko, the mysterious prince, was actually not a prince at all, he was just a random guy, who tries to survive with little to no income. The cafe ? it was owned by one of his friend, so he had the freedom to stay in here whenever he wanted.

The prince and the princess were finally alone, face to face, holding hands.

-- I missed you princess.

-- Haha stop calling me that Toshi !! It's just us, inko blushed

-- Oh come on, you know you like it

-- I like your prince costume

-- Ha thanks ! A friend of mine stole it from his cousin's father

-- This is so not surprising of you..

Toshinori laughed a little and then he grabbed inko's face and gently kissed her on her tainted lips. Inko's face was all red, he always gave her so many butterflies.

-- Toshi, i don't have much time..

-- Why ? Doesn't your dad know that you're here ?

-- He does not actually.

-- Oh well.. we'll do this quickly then. Im just a shadow princess, i'll be hiding before he could realize that you're gone.

-- My little shadow man... Now come on and kiss me, i'll have to get going soon.

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Hello ! this was my first time writing a oneshot with this au so it was definetly fun to try !! Thank you so much for the request, lots of love !!

@princeasimdiya12

[kurokrisps]

A request of Inko and All Might as Jasmine and Aladin for @princeasimdiya12! Hope I did well enough and that you enjoy!

Anyone else who wants a request done, dm me and all requests are done as a sketch - traditional or digital. Anything more will have to be paid (Colored, lineart, etc.).

[sweetness-pop]

Some Picrew pics that I made of teen Nanae Yagi a long time ago.🌈😊🌟

[classical-bluess]

They've canonically interacted like twice but I won't let that stop me 🤚

[fever-dreamer97]

Izuku, knocks on his mom’s door:

Inko: I-Izuku?!

Izuku, comes in: Hey mom, can we talk-

Inko and All Might, staring at Izuku from her bed:

Izuku, crying: MAMA NO!

Inko: Izuku-

Izuku: AHHH! YOU, HIM, HERE! I NEED A MOMENT!

Izuku, stops crying and takes a deep breath: I’m old enough, I can do this, I’m okay.

Izuku, looks back over at them:…MAMA NOOO!

All Might: My boy, would you calm dow-

Izuku, points at him: I’M NOT READY TO TALK TO YOU YET, YOUNG MAN!

[aconstantstateofbladerunner]

Naive Melody

Inko can only speculate on the true size and shape of the grand machine she’s just a small cog in. All she knows for sure is that her father is a supervillain called All for One, he has eyes and ears everywhere, and part of his grand plan revolves around ruining the life of one man: All Might. But when that man walks past everyone else right up to her, Inko turns out to be a much larger cog than she could have ever imagined.

And then the cog comes loose.

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A Toshinko horror/thriller where the two are forced to stick together if they want to survive All for One’s vast conspiracy.

This is my first full digital piece since middle school, and I think it came out really well for what it is.

[i-wanna-die-like-now]

I'm drunk and watching new girl so bam, that's how this came tobe

[mckayla-reina]

Chat this ship is kinda growing on me ngl