#enji todoroki imagine

[doumadono]

For a sinful sunday

I can't help but have this wilde thought in my head... my head is filled with idea of Enji Todoroki just fucking me hard, bulling his big fat cock into my tight little pussy, just manhandling me while calling me his slut. 🔥🔥🔥

Goodness gracious, dear Nonnie, you've awoken some deep-seated desires within me that I feel somewhat bashful about confessing! With my massive size kink, just the mere thought of being fucked dumb by Enji sent me right into a state of horniness!

SINFUL SUNDAY

With his hands aggressively exploring your body, manhandling you, your tiny pussy starts seeping its juices into your panties as you let out a moan. Enji pauses for a sloppy make out. His tongue's in your ear followed by a sultry whisper revealing just how hard he is, just for you.

He pushes you down onto the table with a thud and begin lifting your skirt. Your round luscious ass is so inviting and no doubt needs a spanking. The hot sting of it under his hand drives you wild. Enji knows exactly what he's doing to you, your needy moans are begging him to fuck you, right here and right now.

He rubs and fingers your pussy briefly, getting knuckles deep in your dripping cunny. "Such a good slut for me." Endeavor pulls them out and reach up to your mouth making you suck them clean off your own juices. "You love being my perfect slut, don't you, doll? Keep your pretty eyes on me, just like that."

He lines his throbbing dick up with your wet entrance and attempts to thrust into you fully. Enji moves his massive hands to your waist, holding your hips steady. His sheer girth keeps him slipping away for his first few tries, until he finally bottoms out in you with a guttural grunt escaping his lips. "Oh, fuck, so fucking tight."

Endeavor fucks you so rough and dirty. His thick, meaty cock stretches you with every thrust back in. Enji grabs your hair and balls up a fist with one hand, his other has a firm grip on your hip. He fucks you faster, drilling inside you harder, now rocking the table slightly beneath your rhythm. "Does my little slut want to get filled? You want to be my special cumdump, huh?" A wet, sticky sounds can be heard as he continues to plow into you.

His thrusts gets rougher, less calculated, faster. Soon, he fills your tight little pussy with his hot, thick load.

Your brain's so foggy that you barely hear him after climaxing.

There's only one word escaping his lips, "Mine."

[gatorbites-imagines]

Can we see Enji Todoroki (reformed) x male reader who is so unabashedly flirty. Him and the reader working together on hero cases and the reader is so touchy and is trying to go on a date with him.

Enji Todoroki x Hero male reader

Headcanons

Reader has no specific quirk mentioned, cuz I couldn’t think of anything. On the short side, but I enjoyed writing this.

After having grown as a person and reformed as best as he can, I cant imagine Enji sees himself as someone who would go out of his way to date, there’s probably part of him that feels like he doesn’t deserve to be in a relationship.

You two have probably known each other for years and worked side by side for just as long, but your flirting up until then has just been jokes and to keep the mood light because of how serious Enji always is.

After he grows as a person, you start to actually flirt with him for real, though he doesn’t realize that’s what you’re doing. He would just assume it’s the same type of flirting you’ve always done, and just brush it off.

Enji has never been in an actual relationship based on love, since his relationship with Rei was a quirk marriage and he focused so much on becoming strong in his teens, that the thought of dating didn’t even cross his mind.

So, when you start getting touchy with him, like squeezing his biceps or wrapping an arm around his waist, he thinks you are just taking your usual play flirting farther than before.

I can’t imagine Enji is the type to flirt back, even if he returns your feelings. Hes way too stoic and serious, and again, part of him probably doesn’t think he deserves it after everything, or he fears messing that up too.

You don’t let that discourage you though, as you keep flirting with him, hugging onto him, or complimenting him and bringing him gifts and trinkets, which he always ends up accepting even though he scoffs and grumbles about it.

Getting Enji to believe you that you actually have feelings for him is an uphill battle, so you gotta be real determined for it to bear fruit. But when it does, you get to see parts of Enji you never imagined you would ever get to see.

As he starts to gain feelings for you in return, he will start to get the smallest of flushes to his cheeks when you flirt with him. Its barely visible since he already runs very hot, and he’s trained himself to be in full control of his emotions, for the most part. But it’s there.

He has no idea what to do with the fluttering in his chest that you cause, since again, he’s never felt that before, and Enji doesn’t really feel like he has anyone to go to with these feelings.

Of all people, I could imagine he ends up spilling it to Toshinori, most likely on accident. Much to Enji’s surprise, Toshi actually helps him figure out his feelings and how to process them. Enji being Enji would mumble a small thanks and go about his day.

He might clumsily and kinda stiffly try to flirt back, but it just ends up being stuff like him complimenting your form during a fight, or telling you to be careful. You’ll most likely start finding small gifts in your bag or locker back at your agency.

Unknown to himself, Enji starts leaning into your touch when you hold onto him, as he’s probably super touch starved in general. Ends up finding out he’s super sensitive too when you rub at his neck and he almost melts into it.

He kinda reminds you of those battle worn, older male street cats, with their big pouchy cheeks, scars and tired eyes. You joke that if it was possible, he would be purring, especially when he almost arches into it when you run your hands through his hair.

In the end you most likely are gonna have to outright tell him to his face that you like him and want to date him. Enji is still emotionally constipated, but ends up mumbling out that he feels the same, but he has no idea what he’s doing.

Even after you guys start dating, you still flirt with him and get super touchy with him, except now you can also kiss him all over, which always leaves him a little flushed.

Since hes not one to express his feelings much, when he finally does it, it means so much. Like when he kisses the top of your head during patrol, or mumbles a compliment in return to the hundreds you shower him with every patrol.

[saiyanmyname]

So happy to see this drawn since I headcanon that it’s one of his little habits to run his fingers through his hair:

Enji often runs his hands through his hair, it’s a nervous habit of his you’ve come to notice during your time together. It’s usually whenever he’s worrying about work… or family. But it’s especially noticeable when he’s let it grow just a little too long. Then, it starts to piss him off.

Enji continues running his hands through his messy morning do, muttering something about getting a haircut, frowning in front of the mirror. You pout at him, walking in wearing just a towel, skin still damp from your shower as your hover in your bedroom doorway.

You tell him you like his hair like that, but if it’s bothering him he should go and get it cut. Enji doesn’t look away from his reflection, still grumpily trying to fix the hair that only keeps sticking upwards like it always does. You kiss him and his jaw loosens, finally distracted. It took him by surprise, the soft feel your lips, then the tugging of your fingers, just a little too hard, through the slightly too long hairs at the back of his head.

He kisses you back, rising to your challenge, half kiss half smirk as he twists your hair roughly between his knuckles, half-bare chest rising under his pyjama shirt, breath quickening. You feel your head being jerked back back sharply, at the mercy of a handful of your hair, he exposes your neck, tonguing, nipping and sucking at your delicate skin. You close your eyes for a moment, knowing he’s leaving sweet red marks in his wake, a smirk on your own lips.

“Hn.” He grunts greedily, squeezing your jaw between his thumb and forefinger tightly, pulling your face so you’re looking directly up at him. “Don’t dish out what you can’t take.” His voice is low, not loud, just intimate. His eyes glint playfully, glancing over to your shared bed and back to you again. “Well?”

[youngststark]

Endeavor x Fem!Reader (OneShot)

Type: Fluff, angst if you squint hard. Warnings: None? Mentions of Enji’s past though. 

A/N: It’s been a couple of years since I wrote something like this, ignore my mistakes and I hope you all enjoy <3 

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Endeavor never thought that he could ever feel that way, he never thought that he would end up in a luxurious hotel room with a girl that was almost twenty years younger than him, much less that said girls was actually All Might's goddaughter and his younger son's teacher at the U.A. But what caught Endeavor off guard was the fact that he was completely in love with this girl, even after he told her absolutely everything about his past, about how he mistreated his family and how much he regretted it, saying that he wanted to change, to be better for them, even after his divorce he couldn't find peace, he was haunted by the ghosts of his past, and when he told her everything, he expected her to leave, to run away and be scared, but she simply smiled as him and said "I trust you, and I'll stay by your side. Everyone will see the amazing man I see right in front of me", she said while cupping his face with her hands. He sat on the bed, quietly sobbing a little bit. Endeavor contained his emotions for too long, he had to be strong, he had to be the best and nothing should be able to stop him, specially those trivial feelings, atg least what he used to believe, but with her by his side, he knew he didn't have to put on that façade anymore, he was able to feel, with no remorse, no fear of judgement, no nothing. "Enji, love.. Look at me" - She whispered, still smiling softly at him and holding his face on her hands, caressing his scar. When he looked at her, Endeavor could swear that his heart skipped a couple of beats, and for a moment he even forgot how to breathe. - "Your family needs time to heal, but they're still your family.. Also, you are not alone, I'm here with you and always will be." "What if I lose my cool and I hurt you? I... You don't deserve this and I don't deserve you" - Enji replied, clearly worried and scared. She rolled her eyes and sat down by his side, holding his hand. "I trust you, you won't hurt me. You're a changed man, I believe in that, everyday I see how hard you’re trying to be better. And you deserve everything I can give you, my love, my heart, my everything." Those words hit Endeavor like a bullet, how could someone be so patient and comprehensive with him? After hearing everything bad that he did to his family, he didn't believe it was real, it couldn't be, it was a cruel joke created by an ilusion quirk, it was the only explanation... Except it was all real, afterall, that's what happens when you find your soulmate. "Come on, Enji. Let's sleep a bit, we have a big day tomorrow" - She sighed as she slipped under the covers and turned off the lights, Enji was finally planning to introduce her as his girlfriend to the world, and it wasn't a big deal, she thought, but it was a bit scary to be labeled as the Number One hero's girlfriend. But Enji had bigger plans. "Yes, my little flame, let me just get changed real quick" - Endeavor replied while taking off his jacket, making sure that the ring box was placed safely in his inside pocket.

[msfantasy-anime]

From the Ashes the Phoenix Rises

Enji Todoroki X Reader

Summary: Dabi wants to punish Endeavour by slaying his girlfriend on Live TV for the whole world to see

Warnings: Character death, torture, description of murder.

Masterlist - Tip Jar

His malice laughter rings across the speaker.

There’s absolutely nothing Enji could do but watch in abject horror unfolding on the screen before his eyes.

His girlfriend Y/n sitting in an uncomfortable awkward position. Her wrist are bound behind her, stuck to a hook on the wall making her shoulders shoot out unnaturally, her arms look like they’ve been dislocated from her shoulder. Her head is hunched over, fainted from the excruciating torture Dabi was putting her through.

“Quickless little bitch! Wake up!” Dabi growls, he places his hot hand on her thigh, searing the meat. She squirm under the painful flame that burns her flesh. A scream pierces his ears, a painful level of which Enji has never heard her achieve.

He feels utterly defeated watching his first born torture his beloved. Watching helplessly, unable to do anything.

Dabi stares blankly at the camera as her soft sobs echo in the background. “I’ll ruin your chances at happiness just like you ruined mothers.” A sick smile stretches across his face.

Panic rising within Enji he watches his son shove two fingers own her throat. His hand ignites blue flames making the fire burn down her throat, killing her from the inside out. The camera captures the very moment the light left her eyes and begins to melt in her skull. Her flesh shrivelling forcing the liquid to the surface and evaporating under the extreme heat.

“Endeavour! We located Dabi and Y/n, they underground on railroad 7, approximately 4.8km from the manhole 94 located on Debussy Street.” One of the computer technicians yell, wholly unaware of her demise.

Enjis knees give out beneath him, staring at her body dissolving to ash. Dabi echos a sick laugh as he flees the scene.

The feed continues rolling as the fire is completely burnt out leaving nothing more than a pile of ash. Enji would have to be sure to collect the ashes, she deserved that much. He would also have to tell his son Shoto about your death, Shoto will be devastated. His brain switches off emotions, fully focused on the methodical tasks he will need to complete in your death.

“Look!” One of the other agency technicians yell pointing at the screen. The ashes begin to sift as a naked woman springs out into a sitting position, gasping for air clutching at her throat she continues to heave heavy breaths, leaning back she lays back down into the pile ashes, her breathing finally slows down. Her hair cascades to the floor to reveal Y/n’s face.

It couldn’t be, maybe it’s a hallucination, maybe it’s a sick joke. But all doubt falls away as he watched her scrunch her face in that way she does when she’s upset.

“Enji.” She moans with a wobbly lip, tears streaming from her eyes. “Enji!” She screams hysterically, tears falling from her eyes in fat blobs. “ENJI!” Her screams pierced his heart. Though screams were distressed, they filled his heart with utter relief.

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They stand in a tight embrace together in their shared home.

He holds her tightly, terrified that she would disintegrate all over again, terrified that this part wasn’t real and that Y/n really was dead.

“H-how?” Her sniffles began to subside, taking deep breathes she finally speaks.

“I have a Phoenix quirk, when I die I’ll burn up and turn to ash to be reborn at my current age. My life span is 500years.” She pulls her sleeve down to reveal her familiar tattoo with the numbers 300 printed on her wrist. “But I can sacrifice 100 years to bring back another person, it doesn’t matter how many times I die though, it won’t effect my life span.”

“So how old are you then? Why didn’t you ever tell me about your quirk? I thought you were quirkless.”

“I am the age you know me to be, I sacrificed 200 years for my loved ones. I don’t tell anyone out of fear that people will kill and torture me since they know I’ll come back to life anyway, that’s why I moved to Japan. Where no one knew who I was, so they couldn’t do what people in my home town did.” Enji pulls his beloved girlfriend back into his chest.

He has no idea how anyone could do that to you. He doesn’t even understand how you have such a bright and loving smile, how you are so welcoming and loving when you have such a quirk that people turn evil all around you.

He will protect you from the world.

He cannot bare the feeling of loosing or watching you be tortured again.

[yanderenightmare]

Todoroki Enji - Endeavor

TW: NSFW, dubcon/noncon, fantasy AU, orc ! Enji, Elf ! darling, size difference, exhibitionism, public sex, humilation, race war between orcs and elfs

fem reader

Thinking about Orc ! Enji taking the pretty elven princess as his little pleasure-pet after winning the war between their races…

You don’t even know the language, but you know that it’s you the big men around the table are laughing at when you’re eased down on his lap. Uselessly crying while his fat cock bullies its way inside your pretty little cunt. 

His hand is large enough to reach around your entire neck, while yours can't even reach around one of his fat fingers, let alone do anything at all with enough power to stop him. But though he’s very able to pop your head clean off, his hand settles for simply collaring you – squeezing your throat for fun, but more in an effort to keep you still as he aims himself against your taut opening.

And you’re sweating just from the fear of it despite the many failed attempts of breaching you – you know he's not going to stop trying until it's done. Able to peek down at the towering monstrosity, how it's blushed red and wet and swollen to a size bigger than your arm, rubbing itself against your slit, making you shake at the friction – feeling his thick ridges and veins catch on your clit where it grows even bigger and thicker against your stomach.

His other hand holds your thigh up, showing everyone how his cockhead smudges a kiss into your pussy-lips before finally pressing the fat bulb inside you – making you wince with wet cries as he slowly forces every last meaty inch inside your pretty elven pussy until he’s made a proud belly bulge protruding from your body as though he’s put a baby in you already.

You can only guess that he’s the leader – the way everyone pounds their fist on the table, cheering and hollering once he has himself bottomed out inside you. Your eyes lazy with tears as you pant with moans, gulping for breath with your little pink tongue lolled out like a dumb bitch in heat – chin resting on his thick pointer finger where drool starts dribbling down from the corner of your mouth. 

He feels you go completely slack and lets go of your throat, laying you against his chest instead. You would have barreled over if it weren’t for how your hands had been tied together and hung around his strong neck like a necklace, keeping you there – pretty tits heaving with sweat – cute things, smaller than his balls.

He picks up your other thigh, spreading them wide – showing everyone how good he stuffs your cunt – lifting you up and down the length – making you feel torn in two where you clench around him in hopes of staying whole. Moaning like a brazen slut with tears spilling down your cheeks and drool running down your chin, making everyone there coo and chuckle – grinning at the sight of their leader making a bitch out of the pretty elven princess whose kingdom they’d just conquered.

You’re just his dumb little cock-pet from now on – chained to his bed and made to take care of his needs every time he gives your collar a tug. And it's the same with all your pretty brothers and sisters – put in cages to please his army while they plunder more of your land and round the rest of you up – only for every last one of you to be subjugated to the same cruel fate.

[i-cant-sing]

Just thinking about Yandere Todoroki clan and reader's random moments.

Reader coming home after a particularly bad day, but poor girl cant even cry or complain without everyone immediately overreacting and pulling you out of school/college or even keeping you from going out at all. So now, reader has to either cry in self pity before she enters her home, wipe her tears and fix herself just enough to show that she hadnt just bawled her eyes out moments ago. That, or do the more risky thing and go home, go to your room and cry under the covers, but then theres always the chance of Rei or the others walking in on you any moment.

Also thinking about baby/toddler reader being sick, just a common cold or flu, nothing major. But with reader whining and being so young, the family's infantalisation goes through the roof and theyd treat you as if you were immunocompromised. I wont lie, but I think Rei is almost kinda... glad when you get sick? She enjoys you being dependant on her for the most things, even when you grow up and are able to handle a cold, she still deludes herself into thinking that you need mommy to come and help you.

I think the one person who is most affected by reader getting sick, no matter what age, is Enji. The man just cant help but view you as a fragile, starving Victorian child the moment you fall ill. In his eyes, even a harsh blow of air is too much for a fragile thing like you, let alone something as bad as the flu. He just- he's holding toddler reader in his arms, who snuggles into his warm body, your tiny nose pink and he cant get the image of you crying and vomiting and being oh so feverish- thats just way too much for your small body. Oh how he almost cried when he took you to the doctor for a shot and you clung to him, trying to bury yourself into him as you begged him to make you feel better, cried to him that you didnt want to get the "big scary needle!" He just had to hold you there in his firm grip as you writhed, had to look away when you looked at him and he saw the feeling of betrayal in your eyes, had to keep himself from not strangling the fucking doctor for not being careful, had to walk out of the clinic and hand you to Rei because he couldnt hear you cry anymore, had to have Rei console both you and Enji (assuring him that "no, Enji. Y/n doesnt resent you for making her get a shot.") and he couldnt even sleep a wink that night because he was standing by your bed, holding your tiny hand with his pinky as a tear finally slipped out of his eye.

ALSO thinking about adult reader going out of the house to meet up with friends, except shes meeting up with them at a club instead of at their house like she told Enji and Rei, and now shes standing outside, abandoned by said friends, and shes now running because a group of pervy men are chasing her and she doesnt know who to call, so she just speed dials Shotou, except someone just changed all your speed dials to one number, and you think youre doomed when Shotou doesnt say a word to you and just hangs up when within minutes, someone comes in front of you-

"Dabi?" He tells you to cover your ears and look away, and you know well by know what that means, so you obey, feeling a bit regretful as those men begin to scream in agony. You dont know how long its been until Dabi pulls your hands away and examines your wounds. He lets you crash into his chest as you sob, and this time, Dabi simply decides to take you home quietly without a lecture.

Hmmm, also thinking about Natsuo who is usually cool as a cucumber, the most normal being in the family, except for his very rare episodes of unbridled rage where he suddenly becomes the Hulk. Good thing for you is that this anger is never directed towards you, rather towards people who actively threaten your life (except Rei cause she gets to play "Im your mom who became mentally unstable because of your abusive dad") The only time NAtsuo is stern with you is when it comes to your health. He's just looking at you with those strict eyes when you refuse to take your multivitamins, or dont want to get a flu shot, or try to make up an excuse so that he cant check your vitals. And when he just grabs your wrist and pulls you to sit down so that he can do his checkup, its in those moments that you realise just how strong your brother is... and how easy it may be for him to overpower you and sedate you if he ever followed through Rei's threats.

[stormcallart]

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[black-aurora-nora]

New Baby Pt. 1 | Yandere!Todoroki Family x Reader

Inspo: @i-cant-sing

You weren't woken up by the familiar sound of a heart monitor or the chatter of nurses. You were woken by something much more unexpected.

You felt the sun's shining warmth against your face. Someone was gently attempting to shake you awake. Their hand felt huge in comparison to your shoulder and you fought to get yourself to wake up.

"(Y/N), it's time to wake up now." A deep voice told you when you let out a tired whine.

Finally, your body cooperated and allowed you to flutter your eyes open.

You immediately took in the stranger sitting in the bed beside you, then the pastel bed sheets and the feeling of silk pajamas that you definitely weren't wearing the day before.

You scrambled back in shock, your mind screaming danger.

This wasn't the hospital and the red-haired man sitting in front of you was neither a nurse or a doctor that you recognized, and he wasn't wearing anything that told you he was a medical professional.

He didn't seem very shocked at your behavior either, just a little worried.

"Who are you?!" You asked, now standing at the opposite side of the queen sized bed you'd just been sleeping in, "And where am I?! This isn't the hospital!"

Your heart rate was picking up and your chest was beginning to hurt. You knew that you needed to sit down but how could you when you'd just woken up in a strange place with a strange man?

The man didn't answer either of your questions, only glancing at you in concern, "I'll answer your questions, but you need to sit down and lower your heart rate before you pass out."

How did he know about your heart condition, you wondered. Was he actually a nurse?

No, that couldn't be right.

You were very obviously in someone's house; most likely his.

Taking a deep breath to calm yourself, you asked again, "Who are you and where am I?"

You could tell the man wasn't happy about you not sitting down but he relented, "My name is Todoroki Enji, but you will address me as 'dad'. And we're in your room in our home."

You faltered at the new information and shook your head like it was reflex, "You... you're not my dad though. My dad looks nothing like you... What's happening?" Tears welled in your eyes, anxiety springing back into your body, "I want my mom! Please take me back to her!" You pleaded.

Enji only sighed, softly shaking his head, "I know this a lot to take in, but this is your home now. Your biological parents decided to leave you in our care-"

"No!" You snapped, "No, they didn't! We were supposed to go to the movies today!" You recalled the day prior and gripped at the silk cloth over your chest, heart drumming and chest beginning to grow tight, "Tak-" You gasped out, "Take me to my parents! Right now! Right now! Right now!"

Enji stood up at your screeching and your voice got caught in your throat.

He was so large and intimidating. He could probably kill you with ease.

And having that knowledge in mind had you second-guessing if you could just scream your way out of this situation.

"(Y/N), I will not tolerate this behavior. Either you calm yourself down or you can take a nap and we can try again later. What will it be?" He questioned.

Oh, how you really did want to calm yourself, but how could you?

It felt like someone was squeezing your chest like a tube of toothpaste. No matter how hard you tried to take a deep breath, your lungs remained clamped shut like a clam.

Heart drumming in your ears, your sight blurred significantly and spots began to decorate the fuzzy world around you.

Next thing you knew, your knees buckled from beneath and you dropped to the ground like a ragdoll.

Enji cursed under his breath, strolling around the bed and settling you back under the pastel comforter.

He knew you wouldn't take any of this easily, you were young after all, younger than Shoto, now that he was thinking about it.

But he was sure that once you met the rest of the family, you would warm up to them in no time.

Once he made sure that you were sound asleep, he left your room and was immediately greeted by the rest of his family gazing at him expectantly.

Shoto glanced up from his phone, "That didn't sound too good." He commented.

Rei stepped forward, hand clutched to her chest worriedly, "Is my baby okay? She sounded so upset."

With a nod, Enji explained that your first awakening went just as smoothly as he thought it would, "I'll make sure to show her the 'letter' her parents left for her. Hopefully, she'll be more at ease around us thinking that her parents really did leave her in our care."

Rei gave an agreeing nod, "Absolutely, anything to get her to trust us."

Natsuo grumbled, clearly frustrated, "Damn, I was really hoping we could meet her today and have dinner together like a family."

Fuyumi kept a hopeful smile on her face, "Don't worry, she'll be ready tomorrow and we can have a nice breakfast together! Right, dad?"

"Of course. (Y/N) is the key to fixing our broken family. She'll be ready tomorrow." He said knowingly.

They quietly left your door, leaving you to sleep for the rest of the day.

You'd need your energy for tomorrow.

[fablesofkitkat]

(18+) extra pov: domestic moments at 5:00 AM with Enji

genre: nsfw

minors do not interact

synopsis: what if instead of Rei, it was you who married Endeavor? early conversations with Enji.

I don't know how you do it, making love out of nothing at all

-Air supply

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You stretch yourself on the bed as you wake up, pulling a muscle on your foot. The pain is instantaneous, resulting to your curled position. Are you that old? Getting cramps from a simple stretch? You couldn't contain the groan and whimper escaping from your lips. This wakes the sleeping giant beside you.

"...whuzwrong?" his voice sleepy and gruff.

"Foot cramps."

His eyebrows scrunched up and with eyes still closed, he sits up. His hand padded its way blindly to your thigh, squeezing for a second and he props up your leg to his lap. He attempts to grab your foot.

"Don't you dare—" you warned Enji.

His hand is large enough to make your feet small. He cradles your aching foot and gently flexed it. Relief flooded you. The pain seeped away. "This is new. Have you been wearing tight shoes?"

"No."

"...are you sure? Your feet size grew after you had Shoto."

The heat in his palms enveloped your foot and you sighed in contentment. "I'm sure."

"Maybe you're low on potassium, go see a doctor." He mumbled sleepily, eyes still closed. Enji placed both his palms on either side of your foot, gently pulling the right side of the foot forward while pushing the left side back, then left side forward and right side backward; he repeats the twisting motion, working his hands from ankle to toes.

"No, you go see a doctor. You're long overdue for a check-up too." You feel drowsy once more.

"It's Touya who needs a check-up. His new burns looked terrible despite the hero suit you invested in."

Your eyes narrowed. "What new burns?"

His eyes snapped open at his slip-up. The grimacing look he put on made the misplaced anger in you fade. Damn, this crusty old man. When did he get so adorable?

You looked heavenward and thought of your eldest. You never thought you'd consider about whooping his butt, but here you are. "What am I gonna do with Touya? Why can't he be moderate with his quirk."

"There are new heroes every day. Someone will be faster than Touya. Or wiser. Or stronger. He thinks he needs his chance in being Number One has a limited time window. It won't be long til he starts to feel the ache in his knees, feel the clunkiness of his movement, or notice how fatigue comes easy to him as he grows old. Since he was a kid, it didn't matter how much he bruised himself up to complete a day's training."

"Sounds like someone I know." You lift your arms up at him, inviting him to press himself into a hug.

His head rests on your chest while his arms lift your back so he could hug your waist. Your legs are apart to make room for him and then finally, he rolls his body with you lying on top of him.

"Fuyumi also worries me." Enji opens up; his hand is on your hip, the other on your back.

You look at your husband, propping your elbows up on his chest while your chin rests on your knuckles. "Why? Did something happen to Yumi??" Your forehead creased in worry.

"Don't you ever wonder why our daughter hasn't brought anyone for us to meet?"

"Like a girlfriend? Or a boyfriend?"

"Yes." The grudge in that word did not go unheard.

You grin at his sour-puss expression. "One, you're very intimidating. Two, speak for yourself. How do you know I haven't met her special someone?"

"You did?"

"Well, not formally. There were no introductions. It was just me seeing them one time at the movies."

"You were at the movies without me?" His tone accusing.

"It was the time you left in the middle of our date." You sit up on his stomach, knees astride. You poke a finger at his chest. "You know I never watch a movie without you, there's no one to sleep with me."

His hands creep to cup your ass and you think none of it. You try not to. You and Enji are in your late 40s. You're in that weird phase where you try to second guess suggestive touches because of age. Will this lead to sex? Or not? You and Enji are a bit old so maybe not. Sometimes you and Enji don't feel like it but the habit sticks. It's comforting.

"You ever think of things we do while we go about our day?" asked Enji. He lifts you up a little for him to sit and he gets to makeout with you.

"All the time." You admitted, breaking away from his lips. You go back for more, your tongue felt small compared to Enji's.

"I'd be on patrol and remember your moans, or how wet you get grinding on my lap like right now." His kisses are controlled, not sloppy. For now.

You absentmindedly ground your hips on his thighs. Arms around his neck, a hand raking through his hair and the other scratching at the back of his neck. "I touch myself whenever..." You kiss his cheek, and proceeded to whisper in his ear. "But it's not enough— my fingers are too small and I miss you inside."

Enji has moved on to your neck while his hands pull your pajama pants along with your panties down to your ankles; you move a hand to wiggle them off. You thought wearing pajamas would help you and Enji refrain from sexual activities. It was a futile attempt.

"Can you imagine how warm and wet you are?" He suckled on a spot on your collarbone, stubbornly grabbing a bit of your skin to nibble. "What it does to me?" He palms your slit and the feel of his thick fingers that could just slip inside, gave you tingles. "It's a flood down here."

You bite the inside of your cheek, his smug smile makes you wanna smile too. "You started massaging my foot."

"Ah, so the noises you made were intentional." He pressed his lips on yours, his tongue winning and reaching the roof of your mouth.

You rub against his calloused hand wanting a finger to slip inside. When your silent plea is ignored, you push Enji down. Kissed his lips once, nails scratching from his chin, to his hears, down his neck, his furred chest to his stomach, edging the garter of his boxers. You tug his tank top upwards up to his chest. You smiled prettily, "Bet you make a noise before I'm done with you."

"Bet I could." Of course he won't back down.

You make him bite at his tank top and then proceeded to feel at his chest, the crisp curly hairs always felt good against your naked skin. You leaned down, laying kisses on his puffy pectorals. Kami, his chest looked bigger than yours. His nipples are tantalizing enough for you to bite and nibble.

His hand come up to his mouth to cover but you noticed. You raise an eyebrow at him.

Reluctantly, he brings it down and settle to gripping the sheets or a pillow.

His hard-on has been poking your ass so you settled your pussy on it directly, separated only by his boxers as you began to grind. Your hand trace lazy circles on his chest while you sucked at either nipples, the action addicting and rewarding with his hardening and squirming. The tip of his cock is peeking out of his garter and it felt so good against your cunt.

You rolled your hips chasing the feeling. He tugs down his boxers and fell into your rhythm, rubbing each other like a pair of horny teenagers.

It felt ridiculous. And forbidden. It made every sensation hotter. Even the noises. You stop grinding and you knew it almost made Enji groan in frustration.

You grab his shaft, smearing the precum on your entrance. Getting stretched out was something you savored these days and midway, Enji stopped you. He lifts you up and reached over the bedside table to grab the lube for his cock.

You're bombarded by mixed emotions. It stung your pride to need the lubricant but at the same time, your heart is soft and malleable because Enji remembered what the doctor said. "Fuck." Your eyes teared up.

His mouth lets go of his tank top. "What's wrong?"

"You know, I just—" You try to gather up your thoughts. "I don't blame you if you cheat on me for a younger woman. I don't want my body to stop making it feel good for you, but here I am."

Enji's arm is under your knees, and the other on your back, cradling you on his lap once more; you're very much aware of his lubed up, very much hard, dick pressing against your hips but he treated his lust unimportant and proceeded to kiss the side of your head. "You took it as that? For me, it stabs my pride to need lubricant. It's as seem like my skills is not enough to make you feel good as before."

"You're fine without the lube. It's me. I'm getting old and gets hurt without it for sex."

"Exactly. You'll be hurt without it. It's not like we can't fuck."

"Yeah, but isn't it a hassle for you?" You cross your arms, and let the tears flow freely. You wish you could wipe them away with the back of your hand but pretty sure the prototype humans on your hands would give you eye infection.

He chuckles and pressed another kiss on your hair. "It's pouring liquid on my dick, how much hassle could it be?"

"But it'd be easier if I was younger."

"Yes but I won't trade an old woman like you for a younger woman."

You slap his chest. "Hey!"

Enji laughs. Another kiss. "Fine. I won't trade my young wife for a much younger woman."

"I'm sorry for ruining the mood." You lean against his chest.

"You didn't ruin anything."

You give him a chaste kiss on the lips and then you put your weight against Enji so both you and him fall on the bed sideways. You press your ass at him and he slipped inside you, moving a little to bury his full length. He pressed himself closer, spooning you in his form.

"I have never imagined starting over with someone." Enji says after a few moments. "I cannot. To find someone new, or to break our marriage is the same as starting all over again. I cannot be without you."

You grab his hand and kissed the back of it. "Me too."

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AN: So sorry for edging you guys. This is your author speaking, I'm not stuck with you in this Endeavor hellhole. You're stuck with ME.

[doumadono]

can i ask for endeavor eating his gf out

SINFUL SUNDAY

Enji's skilled tongue worked with astonishing swiftness, while his calloused fingers deftly opened your entrance. Your arousal, akin to the slow, sensuous cascade of melting ice cream, trickled down, and he pursued every drop with the tip of his tongue. In this intense moment, he was utterly immersed in his senses, every fiber of his being fixated on you.

Endeavor could hear the soft, desperate panting escaping your lips, a symphony of your pleasure filling the room. He could witness the sinuous dance of your body, caught in the rapture of his expertise. Every movement, every arch, and every quiver of your form spoke volumes to him, an eloquent testament to the overwhelming sensations he bestowed upon you.

Sensations deepened as he felt your skin grow warm and slick beneath his ministrations, a shimmering sheen of sweat and a pulsating heartbeat that echoed in his fingertips. Yet, above all, it was the exquisite aroma and flavor of your essence that consumed him. The intimate taste of your ambrosia was the most precious elixir, a feast for his senses that left him intoxicated and utterly captivated by the symphony of your pleasure.

Enji had spread you open wider and delved his tongue into your wetness. Moving up, down, left, and right, he explored you blindly. Creating moist, heated circles with his tongue, he sensed your thighs quivering and your rear clenching.

"Just like that, Enji," you encouraged him, slipping one of your hands into his hair.

Suddenly, your back had arched as he touched that spot of pure arousal and passion with his tongue. The feverish rubbing of your fingers over your clit had paled in comparison to the way his starved tongue had connected with your clit. Its sanctuary had felt like a nook designed by the divine for his tongue. You had shuddered and moaned. You had wanted to cum? Not yet.

Todoroki had slid his tongue into your pussy and had literally drunk the fluid out like a thirsty animal. He had been fucking you with his skilled tongue and nuzzling your clit, just barely brushing it with a slow rhythm while he had dug his tongue as deep and hard as it would go into you.

Your tight pussy had squeezed against Enji's tongue, pushing it out instinctively, only to guide it back to your aching clit. The strokes against it had quickened, yet remained steady, applying just the right amount of pressure to avoid any raw sensations. His aim had been endurance, but his own intense desire to please you had outpaced the capabilities of his mouth.

The washings of his tongue had proven almost too much for you to bear, and your legs had involuntarily squeezed his head in sheer pleasure. Todoroki's ears had burned, and the excitement had caused him to release precum into his fitted shorts. You had reluctantly released his head from your legs, only to use your hands to press Enji firmly into your moist lap. Instead of air, he had happily breathed in the silky flavors of your pussy.

"Oh God, Endeavor," you had whined, your body still spasming from the overwhelming pleasure.

Enji had bitten your thigh, using it as a way to distract and punish you. His movements were precise, driven by his desire to control his own pleasure. He began by tracing his tongue along your extended clit in wide, arcing motions, soothing it before gradually transitioning to the area of your hood. With a narrow tongue, he circled it in tight, tantalizing circles. Enji had no intention of leaving you in this moment.

As he worked his magic, you barely noticed the finger caressing the outside of your buttocks, sliding up and down your crack in perfect sync with his passionate kisses. Todoroki's tongue made a sudden leftward dart, changing direction to keep you on your toes. He then lifted his head to blow a sweet breath across your clit, prompting your hand to make a second feeble attempt to satisfy your desires.

"You're quite the minx, darling," he chuckled darkly. Enji interlocked his hands with yours, pulling them down towards your thighs, urging your hips to thrust into his face. The sensation of his tongue, hard and fast, against your slit made you moan with pleas for release. Those whimpers were his reward for prolonging your ecstasy. He continued to work his tongue vigorously against your clit before it slipped into your heated cunny, tongue-fucking you while humming lowly.

In a matter of seconds, you climaxed, tensing and shuddering as you came, your thick juices gushing out of your pussy. A primal scream escaped your parted lips as you rolled your head back, surrendering to the waves of pleasure that washed over you.

[sinnamonpork]

todofam drama in a nutshell:

[saiyanmyname]

For absolutely no reason, thinking about Pirate Captain Enji dressed in his velvet, embroidered captains coat, who’s buttoned and buckled to the nines.

His motley crew have captured you and your ship. You, the most infamous Pirate Queen on the seven seas. You’ve been destroying his reputation as the toughest buccaneer that ever sailed the high seas and he couldn’t have that now could he?

Think I'm going to try to write something for this so watch this space!

[nykie-love-anime]

Loud Blondes Support

Enji: What's wrong with you? Enji: - done with his son's friend - Izuku: I'm in love with a loud blonde Izuku: - starts blushing with a longing smile staring off into space - Izuku: Who is completely out of my league Enji: - sighing knowing exactly what he is talking about - Enji: Well that is relatable Hitoshi: Sure is Hitoshi: - thinking about his two loud blondes - Izuku: We should start a support club Aizawa: Way ahead of you guys Aizawa: - inviting them to join the support group he created - Group: "Loud Blondes Support 👱🏻‍♂️"

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[slttygeto]

note: this is pure filth. if you dont like endeavor, dont read.

c.w: riding, slight dumbification, multiple orgasms, endeavor uses his strength (not to hurt you), reader wants him to leave bruises on her skin, he also fucks up into her and kinda uses her as a fuck toy but she likes it, slight angst towards the end. enjoy :)

todoroki enji. endeavor.

his hero name alone was able to make most of japan cheer for him. he was their savior, their number one hero and the future of the nation. he wasn’t to be messed with when he carried himself with so much confidence, his skin tight hero suit giving everyone an idea of just how muscular and strong the man was.

he was to be feared and respected— yet in most cases, he found himself doting and loving on you like he didn’t have hero duties to attend to. it was reckless, irresponsible but fuck did it feel good.

“f—fuck, one more. c’mon baby, give me one more.” the way his big, rough hands kneaded the skin of your ass had a gasp leaving your mouth, your thighs burning as you moved your hips faster if possible, flushed cheek resting against his shoulder from how exhausted you were.

this man had the stamina of a god, you should’ve known that when you took a peek at his intense workout routine. yet, nothing could’ve prepared for his high sex drive.

“enji—“ you sobbed when the tip of his cock brushed against that one spot, your entire body tensing up. your arms wrapped tightly around his neck and you whined into his skin. “enji please— i’m tired,” a part of you was pissed that your body was giving out this quickly (even though you were chasing your fourth orgasm) but another part wished—no, it craved for enji’s strength.

for his arms to wrap around you and fuck up into you with the strength of a god, the same force he uses everytime he fights those villains —as dangerous as it sounded. you needed him to go feral and bruise your soft skin, craved to see his hand prints on your hips when you stand naked in front of the mirror.

his hand gripped your hair, pulling your head back with abrupt force that it made you gasp— the man who was balls deep inside you kissed along your throat with so much tender. one that did not match the strength he used to yank your hair, and you could only manage a whimper in response when he groaned against your skin.

he then moved his chair back towards his desk and grabbed the phone, and even with your pussy clenched around his cock, he was able to mutter out a few words to his assistant.

“cancel all of my meetings for later. don’t bother me.”

your pussy fluttered around him, your cheeks feeling hotter when you looked up at him only to find him staring down at you. you knew you weren’t supposed to feel special, or think that he cared deeply for you because this was just sex.

mind blowing…magical sex.

“still tired?” his question pulled you out of your train thoughts. you absentmindedly nodded in response and watched as he raised an eyebrow at you, realizing that you weren’t even focusing on what he was saying.

“so you want me to stop?” his hands started to lift you off of his cock and he watched as you let out gasp before wrapping your hands around his wrists, pulling his hands off of you.

“n-no! no, don’t stop—“ normally, you would’ve been embarrassed by how desperate you sounded but you were far too gone to bother—too cock drunk to care about anything but how good was stretching you out.

“you don’t want me to stop?” he started to fuck up into you at a slow pace, watching as you shook your head to answer and mirrored your actions, almost mockingly.

“no? you need more?” his thumb grazed over your clit slightly, and his eyes admired the way your own were glossed over almost immediately— eyebrows scrunched and lips pouted, begging to be kissed, have your breath stolen away from you.

“enji, more.” you were such a sweetheart.

you were well aware of what you were asking for when you demanded that enji takes over, but fuck you were truly starting to see stars in the ceiling of his office.

he pounded into you at an inhumane pace, each drive of his hips pulled a string of incoherent sentences out of you. your brain was scrambled, your words were starting to clash against one another and the grip that you had on his arms didn’t really help slow him down— it made him go feral.

you needed him, your pussy was sucking him in so nicely that the wet sounds filled the entire room and bounced off the walls. you were so good for him, so obedient and fragile, melting on his lap from a couple of strokes.

being with you gave enji a rush of adrenaline. saving people had a taste of its own but this? it was his favorite. to have your sweaty, flushed skin pressed against his own, begging him to fuck any thought out of you made him dizzy.

you trusted him so much to the point where you didn’t mind if he ruined your hair and makeup—it was just pure instinct of wanting him to fuck you so good, anything else around you disappears for a good moment.

“pretty.” he mumbled against your skin, kissing your boobs before biting the skin there. his arms tightened around your middle as he fucked up into you. and it was a miracle that the chair didn’t break from the sheer force of you two bouncing and fucking on it for almost an hour now.

enji could tell you were approaching another orgasm, his arms releasing your middle to grab your hips and angle his hips better. and based on how your blabbering turned into high pitched squeals, the man knew he hit the right spot once again.

“there we go baby, there we go—shit.” his words pushed you closer to the edge, and the look on his face was enough for you to reach another mind shattering orgasm. your body tensed up against his own, shuddering and twitching— enji could only kiss your forehead to calm you down, muttering a few encouraging words to let it go, breathe and slowly come back down.

his own orgasm followed not long after, his forehead resting against your shoulder as he tried to catch his breath. his body felt sore and tired, but with you almost passed out on top of him, the number one hero somehow found it in him to stand up and carry you to his bathroom to help you freshen up.

it wasn’t often that you two fucked until you passed out, and enji couldn’t find it in him to ask you to take care of yourself—not when you were so good for him.

he stared at you with the same icy blue eyes that once felt indifferent, and his hands were too gentle for a man capable of breaking your bone with one twist. you could only pray that whatever was blooming between you two would die down, because you feared that you would eventually fall for the same man who was incapable of loving and caring his family.

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[yanderenightmare]

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