#hehe pai sho

[princepsumbra]

“Uncle! It seems you’re quite the popular man, today!” 

Crown prince grins down at disheveled blonde; with both Leo’s wife and son at the academy, of course they would be running him dry on this very special day. “I won’t keep too much of your time—I think Kanahara would make me pay for that. Here, uncle. Happy Birthday.”

A sizeable black box is offered to the dark mage. Inside resides a circular board whose pattern is split into colored squares.Two small boxes hold circular pieces, each with a different symbol on the top of the tile. 

“It’s a board game called Pai Sho. I’ve heard a lot about it, and it apparently has many different styles of play. I believe you and I would take a more methodological approach—but try playing with your son, and something tells me he’d make moves without thinking and keep things fast-paced. Why don’t we play a game later?” 

Kana roped him into not one, but two games of tag over the course of the afternoon. Leo knows his son wants to make up for lost time by expending every ounce of energy with his papa. If only he could have the energy to match. Elder Nohrian had to kindly but firmly put his foot down; otherwise the headache dully throbbing at his temples would soon bloom into a full migraine.

Not to mention the state of his appearance. His headband sits crookedly atop windswept locks. Royal purple cape is draped over one arm, golden clasps dangling loosely at his side. And of course his blasted collar inexplicably received a stain of some sort, though he blames his beloved for using the material to pull him in for a kiss before washing her hands.

A trip to the sauna seems in order. He is on his way back to his dorm when Siegbert catches him, a box in hand.

Tense features soften somewhat at the joke. "Indeed. You may be his next victim for a game of tag."

Leo accepts this rather hefty box, curiosity piqued. Lid is easily pried away. Attention turns back to his nephew as he explains the gift. A light has already sparked in Leo's eyes; a new strategy game is exactly the type of thing he'd enjoy.

"Pai Sho," he parrots back, focus again on the elegantly carved wooden tiles. "I will keep that in mind. Yes, perhaps tomorrow evening?"

For now, Leo replaces the lid. "Thank you, Siegbert."

[hhonghu]

Little minx.

;; slut!sub!aether x reader

cw: slutty aether just for you babes! established relationship, teasing, voyeurism, rough sex, nipple play, grinding, mating press, blowjob, deepthroating, facefucking, overstimulation, cumming inside, horny aether that just needs your dick in him 24/7, kinda power!sub aether like a bit, reader has a dick

slut aether is the best!! just for you tho cause we possesive like that lol we just like a man who knows what he wants i've seen people who liked what i first posted and i am very happy! thank you so much! i will work hard! ^^ so here's a back to back post before i sleep hehe let me know if i missed anything!

slut!aether tsk tsk tsk, he's such a slut, a whore even. he knows how to work you up. he knows the right buttons to press, just right that by the time then, his body is shaking from pleasure and begging for more.

slut!aether who audibly moans when he stretches, making sure you get an eyeful of his stomach. he smirking to himself as he takes a sneaky glance at you (not really, mf is straight up side eying you to see if you're looking lmao), seeing you looking at his stomach.

slut!aether who subtly not so subtly grinds his ass onto you as he sits on your lap. slut!aether who feigns innocence when you ask what the hell is he doing, "but i'm not doing anything, [name]." all the while wiggling his ass back into you more, giggling as you groan and grab his waist, pulling him closer to your growing hard on.

slut!aether who teases from across the room as you read a book. he comes in the room and takes a seat across you. you pay him no mind, focusing back to your book. then, you hear a slight shuffle of clothes and you look up to see aether with his shirt lifted up and biting down onto it, pretty pink, perky nipples in display for you. slut!aether who directly stares at you, drinking up your attention as he seductively drags his hands from his waist, stomach, and landing to his nipples. slut!aether who lightly flicks his nipples, mewling onto the shirt. he continues flicking and toying with them, watching as your breathe begins to deepen, watching him intently. he then pinches his nipples harshly, making him cry out, drool sliding out the side of his mouth. he's now humping the air, hips writhing around as he continues to play with nipples. "[na-name]!♡♡ sho goood!~~ my nipples feel sho goood! fhuck!", "hahh, hnghh!~~ angghh, sho good..! 'm gonna cum..!! my nipples feelshh tooo good!!♡" it's taking you every bits of your sanity not to jump on him as he toys with his nipples faster. with on final harsh pinch, he lets out a loud moan of your name as he cums.

slut!aether pushes you back in the bathroom wall after you've take a bath, kneeling down and dragging your towel by your hips. "[nameee]... i miss your dick.. why did you bathe without me? i wanted to have you in my mouth while you bathed..." he pouts and tears the towel off of you. he happily licks his lips and eyes your cock hanging by your thigh. "greedy boy," you mutter as you watch him grab your cock and stroke it, licking the tip. he opens his mouth and sinks down your cock, taking you in one go. you hiss as you feel his warm mouth envelope you, grabbing his hair. "fuuck, aether, fuuck.." slut!aether who smiles and looks up at you as he hears your groans, sliding his mouth back and forth on your dick and setting a pace. "[nameee]...♡" the way he spoke sends vibrations down your cock. you grab the back of his head and begin fucking his face, making him choke and gag, grabbing your thigh and dragging his nails as he tries to swallow your cock down his throat,. "ghhk! [name]! aghhk, hghhk!~~♡♡" slut!aether who takes all of your cum in his mouth, opening his mouth as heavy breathes come from him, showing your cum on his tongue then audibly swallowing it. "hehe, thanks for the treat♡♡."

slut!aether who couldn't just take it anymore! why won't you fuck his hole? he's done everything but you just won't do it! he wants your dick in him! he needs it. he needs your hot, heavy cum inside him! slut!aether who drags you by the collar to your shared bedroom and pushing you down the bed. he straddles you and looks down at your confused face before undressing hurriedly. "fuck me.", "what -", "you heard me, fuck me. i need your cock in me, [name]. stop teasing me, i want it now. so you're going shove your fat dick up in me, make me cum, cum everything you have inside me, and make me beg for more." slut!aether who squeals as you keep hitting his prostate, hair in a mess, legs wrapped around you, and nails clawing down your back as your hips thrust roughly into his already sensitive hole. how many times did he cum? three? five? he doesn't know neither does he care, he just wants to keep cumming. "[name]! 'm gonna cum, 'm gonna cum, cummingcummingcumming♡♡-" he cuts himself off as his orgasm hits him, little cum spurting out his pretty dick. "fucking slut." you mutter. you grab his legs and push it back until it reaches his ears, earning a gasp from him as he feels your dick hit his insides deeper. "[n-name]?!" his hands scrambles for purchase on the sheets as you begin to thrust, making him mewl. their so deep in me, so deep.. slut!aether who screams as your thrusts become ruthless, hole swallowing your dick back in as he moans and screams out your name. "haaaaahhh~~! [name], [name], [name]♡♡! fhuck me harderrr!♡ your cock, your cock, hgnhhh♡♡~!". slut!aether who feels your face fasten, you're about to come. he moans out, telling you to cum! cum! cum! "yesyesyes, cum in me! harder~~!! i need your cum in me! fuck your cum in me, [name]♡♡!" slut!aether who's eyes roll back when he finally feels the warmth of your cum, you groaning as your let go inside him. slut!aether who giggles as you stare back down at him, kissing his forehead. "[name].. one more, please♡?"

[sasuke-kun0]

She looking at me and I’m looking at her~

Adult! Denki kaminari x reader imagines

Summary: just to play it safe for my first try on tumblr imma make a scenario of our pikachu falling in love with our lovely reader

Reader identifies as a girl (I’m sorry to the gender neutral ppl T^T) Pls enjoy <33

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Kaminari:

- Denki has always been a player like have you seen this guy flirt? Even as one of the top twenty ranking heros in Japan mans does not stop playing the game and he may not be successful but hey- the dude is trying

- Mina and you have already been friends since both of your 3rd year internships but have only started publicly hanging out when the two of you became official heros

- She Introduced you to the group during one of the many get togethers the squad has

- And as expected the group was extremely welcoming of you especially boom boom boy himself (he didn’t pay attention to you at all)

- But denki? The moment you walked into the room he could’ve sworn he felt an arrow pierce through his heart if not his soul

- And I’m not talking about a tiny crush like he usually had no- MANS WAS DEEPLY INTO YOU

- He knew his normal pick up lines wouldn’t work on you, he could not mess this one up so he got an idea

- Did you think it would be a smart one? He’s a human charger ffs 🤦‍♀️

- Kami thought that if he drank just enough alcohol to give him the confidence (and the chance to forget whatever stupid choice he made) he would be able to talk to you

- Did it work? Yes and no

- After a couple rounds of drinking (I’m being earnest) he found the courage to talk to you hoping to impress you with a small but cute introduction

- What he didn’t know was that you didn’t need an introduction bc you knew the spark plug from the start I mean cmon he’s a hero just like you are

-He also didn’t know that you’d been crushing on him since the moment Mina had talked about him (Mina loves her boys even if they are a tiny bit chaotic)

- So when he had introduced himself, you had to keep your cool because your crush had started talking to you

- “are you a cheat sheet? Cause you’re the answer to all my problems”

- yeah.. he had too much to drink even for the scale, however, a certain pinky just found it too cute to let go and suggested that you watch over the guy while she calls Shinsou to take him back home

- flustered but determined you promise her he’ll be with you safe and secure (somewhat) but after the many complaints of being “too heavy” he decided to take a tiny nap on your lap

- you’re burning inside but damn girl I gotta give you pointers for your poker face

- after registering that he’s currently laying in your lap and thinks that you’re gonna rant to Mina how of an annoying person he is (bby needs a break) he feels guilty and I think he’s even close to crying

- “I’m.. ssorry for making you uncomfortable if I did, I ffound you sho frickin cute and I dint wanna embarrass myself but it turns out I didn’t need to try.. I apologize.. for my behaviour.. cutie”

- he says slurring a little bit with pink hues on his adorable cheeks

- your felt your heart flip inside of your rib cage and even felt a tiny ache even when you didn’t mind his attempts at flirting with you- hell, you found it the sweetest thing ever

- you chuckle and look down at his sweet adoring eyes that shimmer in the disco light, “it’s okay kami-san I don’t mind it at all.. in fact I loved it” you become shy saying the last part but he still managed to hear you

- Denki thinks he’s dreaming no fuck that he decided that he was so drunk he probably hit his head somewhere and started hallucinating because there is no way this hell of an embarrassment actually worked

- you continue, “I’ve actually liked you for a while now so.. it’s really flattering to see my favourite hero.. find me attractive hehe” you giggle

- he has also decided that your laugh is the most beautiful sound on this planet and that he might wanna record it to just listen to it again

- he sits up straight to look at you in the eyes and yours widen at the close proximity, Denki takes your beauty in and sighs at how lucky he is just by being close to you, breathing the same oxygen as you; but then he registers what you said a minute before

- “wait.. you.. liked..me?” He mutters in syllables trying to fathom the sentence. You laugh at his expression and say yes despite the red burning on your cheeks

- once he finally processed what you said (it took him about 42 seconds) he suddenly stood up and went on his knees in front of your lap, you stay still on the seat in confusion and in shock

- “w-what? Um kami-san what are you-“ he stops you, “once I’m sober can I take you out to dinner?” He says in a determined manner, eyes sparkling with hope

- you think you died at some point and your body is just denying it, you don’t even feel the seat you’re sitting on

- having processed what was asked, you reply with a huge smile despite your blazing red face that could even be compared to Kirishima’s hair

- even when shinsou had taken him home grumbling about how he needs to hold back with the drinks.. denki kaminari couldn’t wait to wake up (with a major hangover but he could really care less) and go on a date with his cutie

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I Hope you enjoyed! And pls let me know if there are any suggestions you guys would make about my writing style or maybe even suggest who I will write about next! Next time lovelies

MWAH <333

[ofmermaidstories]

Merms!!! I am so exited about reader’s love of fresh produce you’ve got planned for sho’s fic!! I work on a nonprofit farm and conservation center and am sooo passionate about sustainable growing and regional veggies and herbs and plants so I’m very very exited that’s a lil nugget you’re putting in!! Not that it’ll be like the star of the show but those little glimpses and specificities are always so fun and full of life!

Anyways hehe visit your local farm stand(s) everyone if it’s available to you! A lot of places (around me, and my farm at least!) have programs and partners to help with food security so you can get free or discounted produce! And everyone there will prob be willing to chat about plants and growing or info on local food security initiatives, we give some of the harvest to the community and one of our neighbor’s focus is solely on food security!! Anyways RAHHH APOLOGIES I care abt this a lot and got up on a soap box 😭

Don’t apologise! Passion is good, and this is such an important thing to be passionate about. 🥺 Omg working on a farm though—I grew up on one so I can only imagine how hard you must work!!! I still live in a rural area now—although not as rural as East-Jesus-Nowhere when I was a kid—so I’m pretty lucky to have access to a lot of local produce!!! Especially with inflation hitting and raising prices. 😭 I shouldn’t complain though; my bestie was back home last week, visiting, and she was floored that sweet potatoes were like, $2.99 a kilo at the fruit shop—whereas apparently she was paying about $10 back in New Zealand? Dire 😭

You must do a lot of good work with your conservation and your non-profit. 🥺 All this talk of gardening tho makes me think of Carly Burd, that British woman who was harvesting from a little allotment and using the veggies she was growing to make up boxes to hand out to people who needed them—until some bastard salted the land!!! 😡 I hope they’re eventually outted—imagine having scum like that walk around among you! And you have to be scum, to have a problem with someone helping others feed themselves. idk, in Australia at least we waste so much produce just because it’s not pretty enough for the shelves or is a bit smaller than what the supermarkets want or it has to be thrown out EOD, and it’s so devastating because we’re such a big country—we can afford to feed our own, and we don’t. 🥺 I hate it!!!! I’ll stop myself there before I really get going, lmfao, but I just wanted to say your work sounds meaningful. 🥺 At the end of the day, getting yourself fed is the main thing, whether it’s from a packet of frozen Dollartree beans or a fresh bag of ‘em off the farm, but—it’s good that there’s farmers and programs and people out there trying to do what they can. 🥺💕

(Just for you, Anon, I’ll make sure our Reader for Shouto’s fic gets her veggies as local as she can 💕)

[theduckeminence]

I always see so many water/fire ships in the atla fandom.

And yet never once, beside myself, have I seen Jeong Jeong/Pakku.

I mean I get why there hasn’t been but also like. There’s something so amusing and fascinating to me about the concept of two sad bastards who probably would be exasperated with each other but probably also be buddies in their little pai sho club, and how little rivalries may just cut something a bit deeper within that would spark into something new.

Also hehe silly lil old men kissing each other.

[storytimewithnova]

then stop loving me hurt/Comfort

All couples have aruguments that is normal but its what gets said that could make or break some as Ushijime is about to find out

Work Text:

They were half way though their agument when ushijima asked

Ushijima:Why are you even here

Sho:Because I love you

Ushijima:Then stop loving me

Sho:I can’t

Ushijima:Well there’s the problem we don’t work sho

Sho:I know but i am not willing to give up on us

Ushijima:WELL MAYBE I AM I AM TOXIC FOR YOU

Sho:YOU ARE WILLING TO GIVE UP EVERYTHING WE HAVE OF THIS STUPID FIGHT

Ushijima:YES

Sho:AND WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO TELL YOUR DAUGHTER SORRY SWEETIE YOUR DAD DOESN’T GIVE 2 SHITS ABOUT YOU YOU KNOW WHAT FORGET IT YOUR RIGHT WE’RE TOXIC

sho went to grab her things giving ushijime time to take in what she said

Ushijima:Sho? SHONA! please

Ushijima enters the room to find her not in there the window open her stuff gone her gone

Ushijima:Sho-

Mean while with sho after she went out the window she goes to atsumu she knocks on the door

Atsumu:Sunshine?!

Sho:Tsumu

Atsumu:Oh honey what happened

Sho:Me and ushi had a fight and i mentioned i am expecting his daughter didn’t give him time to respond i packed and came here

Atsumu:Lets get you to bed

Back with Ushijima he is phoning people he knows to see if sho had gone to them only to get same anwser every time

Ushijima:Sho where are you?

Big Time skip

Sho was out shopping with her little girl and atsumu

Imagine sho looking like a girl because its hard finding fem sho with any of the boys

Coincidentally ushi happened to be there too

Ushijima:S-Sho

Emmy;Mommy whose that

Sho:No one sweetie go with daddy get some sweets  i’ll be with you in a bit

Emmy:Yay come on daddy you heard mommy

Atsu gave a glare to ushi and a nod to sho

Sho:What do you want Ushijima san

Ushijima's thoughts💭sheesh so cold

Sho:Well i haven’t got all day

Ushijima:I’ve been serching for you i missed you

Sho:Really that night you made it clear you wanted me gone

Ushijima:I’m sorry Sho please give me a second chance

Sho:No sorry

Ushijima:What why?!

Sho shows her ring

Ushijima:Oh i messed up that bad

Sho:Yes you did now excuse me i have a husband and daughter to get to

Ushijima:Your little girl is she also mine

Sho:Yes she is but as you weren’t there she is clueless who you are she thinks atsumu is her dad i am not putting her straight and causing unnessery stress to my little girl now excuse me

She walks away

Atsumu:You okay honey

Sho:Fine never thought i would see my ex that is all

Atsumu:What to go home

Sho:Sure let me grab one more thing

She grabs a test secertly pays and takes it waits for 5 minutes and looks postive she goes back to atsumu and says ready plus i have something for you they get to the parking lot same time ushi was coming out sho gave Atsumu the test he looks at it and says

Atsumu:For real

Sho:Yep you’re a dad

They shared a kiss

Atsumu:I love you miya shona

Ushijima:Well doesn’t that sound nice i love you too Miya Atsumu hehe

Time skip to what the miya family are now

Miya Ryder and miya hoshi twins love their big sis Ushijima ended with tendou so things worked out

[shoutogepi]

Pink Handcuffs

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[ ✘ (𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰!), ☀︎ ]  smut

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 : switch!shouto, power play, bondage (cuffs), temperature play + food play, teasing, 69, begging, praise, baby/master dynamics, squirting, and a little aftercare <3

𝐛𝐢𝐨 : The only time you can tame your pro hero boyfriend is when he’s bound beneath you in pink, fluffy, quirk-cancelling cuffs.

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 :  sooo u guys always are requesting sub sho, and i finally delivered hehe. this is my first time participating in a Sewer collab, ty to the mods who have been so sweet & welcoming to me even tho i’m shy and don’t talk too much 🤍 also i’m so sorry this is late, my bf decided to take me on a surprise vday trip!

𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 : i actually think white chocolate is the inferior chocolate but i wanted it to look like cummies bc that’s hot soo… yeah this is the only acceptable situation to eat such an abomination imo ☺️

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There was absolutely nothing wrong with the ravioli you ordered, nor the appetizer that preceded and the dessert that followed. If anything, each dish was divine in its own respect— as they should be, coming from perhaps the most exclusive, romantic restaurant in the city. Especially on an occasion like today. But the thing was, you didn’t harbor much of an appetite for such luxuries. Not when your boyfriend was casting heart eyes directly at you all night, not even batting an absurdly long eyelash at the longing gazes of the other restaurant-goers.

You were hungry, alright. Just… for something else.

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The leather of his loafers had been slowly rubbing against the exposed top of your foot throughout the meal, your heels not offering you much protection from his affectionate game of footsie. He had the nerve to reach across the linen tablecloth and lace your fingers with his, playing with them as he leaned in and allowed the flickering candlelight to wash his face with a romantic, warm glow. Ever the gentleman, he had offered you a spoonful of his risotto, and when you had returned the outstretched offering of your own meal, he locked eyes with you and allowed his tongue to wander out to caress the cutlery before he closed his lips around the silver, two-toned eyes glinting dangerously. You were sure your cheeks turned a temperature high enough to achieve the perfect sear of the wagyu on his plate.

It was criminal for him to be acting like this. To be giving you his undivided attention, to be looking at you as if you had hung the moon and all the stars. As if you were the moon and all the stars.

And for him to have shown up in such a devilishly handsome ensemble— a dark, charcoal suit with a crisp dress shirt, rolled up so that the lean muscle of his forearms was exposed to your ravenous eyes. The muted turquoise tie around his neck only made his left eye jump out at you, something he damn well knew you were defenseless against.

But it was that smirk that really got you going. That satisfied little curl to his perfect, pink lips. He knew what he was doing. He knew that he was going to be inside you in just a matter of time, however long it took for the pair of you to finish eating and get back to his apartment. And he thought he was going to ravish you as usual— and there was nothing wrong with that, really— you loved when he had his way with you. However, that wasn’t what was going to happen tonight. Tonight, he was yours, and he was going to be completely at your mercy.

So you let him have his fun at dinner. You let him fluster you and play with you, let him think he surely had the upper hand.

Because it would be that much more fun for you when he finally realized what he was in for…

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You sat on the edge of the cloth sectional, upright and on guard as you awaited Shouto to return from the bathroom. Half of you had expected to be pressed against the wall the second you entered the premises, smothered in a passionate kiss and his hands messing up your styled hair. Instead, he’d taken the time to pour you a drink and freshen up from dinner, promising to return in a moment before he disappeared down the hallway. Little did he know, he had given you the perfect opportunity to hide your surprise underneath one of the couch cushions— the fuzzy, pink pair of handcuffs completely concealed underneath one of the many pillows that littered the area.

The music from the sound bar across the room was low and pleasant, the melody soothing to your frayed nerves. Your fingers played with the tassels on the corner of the pillow behind you, busying yourself as you allowed another gulp of wine to coast down your throat. This would be your first time… taking charge, so to speak, in your relationship with Shouto.

The dynamic between you was equal back and forth in all other aspects except for your sexual relationship— although sometimes he managed to sneakily pay for more of your dates than you liked to admit. You were still getting your footing as a couple, still in that unbelievable, all-consuming honeymoon phase where the pair of you were so obsessed with each other that your heart felt like bursting whenever his lips pressed against yours. So, taking this step— leap, rather— was quite a bold move.

Shouto returned from down the hallway, a gentle smile turning the corner of his lips upright. You could smell the cologne that wafted off of him as he moved to sit beside you on the couch, his arm naturally reaching out to lay behind your shoulders, allowing his warmth to spread and seep into your side.

“Would you like to watch something, love?” he inquired. 

It was unfair of him to look that good while he was just asking you a simple question.

You fake-pondered the suggestion for a minute, entertaining him as the lust in his gaze only increased by the second. “Hmm… not really,” you replied honestly. “I kind of had something else in mind.”

He mirrored you as you tipped back the rest of your glass, setting the thin-stemmed crystal to the side. “Oh?”

His voice had dropped an octave, his eyelids drooping as you watched the salacious intent sharpen within his brilliant irises. It was almost too much, being the target of his desire— it made you forget for a moment that you were the one taking charge tonight. Only for a second, though.

“Yeah,” you whispered in the most wanton tone you could muster. You scooted closer to him, pressing up against his side fully, and placing your hand on his far shoulder. That took him by surprise, if the flicker of the emotion across his features was any indication. It was gone as soon as it came, but that was fine— you were just getting started, after all.

Shouto’s eyes met yours as your hand trailed up to cup his jaw, your heavy gazes locking just before your lips captured his. He was still for a moment, savoring the feel of your lips on his before he pulled you closer to him, his arm wrapping tight around the small of your back. It wasn’t long before the innocence of your initiation melted off, and his tongue greeted yours as you parted your lips for him. He tasted like the confection you had split for dessert, mixed with the tang from the wine you’d both just downed. His sweet tongue was a welcome flavor, brushing against yours as his hand moved to caress the back of your head. Time seemed to warp as you drowned each other in kisses, and you found yourself almost losing track of your plans once again. But you forced yourself to remain conscious of the situation— managing to take off his shirt and tie, revealing his sculpted torso to you.

Knowing that Shouto was just as consumed with the kiss as you were, you took the opportunity to sneak the handcuffs from underneath the cushion, balancing them on the top of the sofa skillfully. He sighed as you let your fingers slide through his silky locks, his breath hot on your slick mouth before his lips covered yours once again. Then, you trailed your nails down his forearms, grasp tightening around his wrists and pressing them up beside his head. You peeked at him through low-lidded eyes, reassured when you saw his eyes were shut and brow scrunched— seeming to enjoy your little power play, completely oblivious. A thrill struck through you as you swiftly transferred his wrists to the awaiting fluffy cuffs, the telltale click too fast for him to realize what was happening, for both his hands were secured in the device in under a second.

Shouto stiffened, his body jerking as he tried to move his hands to your sides. His eyes snapped open, looking to you in confusion before he glanced at his wrists, the pure shock blooming on his face, plain as day. You moved in to kiss the soft skin on his throat, taking the chance his surprise gave you as the wheels began to turn once again in his brain. Once he seemed to recuperate, his jaw hung open as he tried to find the right words— any words, really. But your lips on his neck only slowed him further, your hands slipping up to rub at his chest while you continued your ministrations. He tried to say your name in admonishment, but you crawled onto his lap at that exact moment, and it turned out sounding more like a moan instead.

“What… what is this, love?” He finally managed to ask, his voice deliciously low and gravely, rumbling against your front as you shamelessly pressed your body against his. He tipped his head back as you sucked at the skin beneath his jaw, holding in another moan while he inspected the cuffs further. “Where did you manage to get these?”

He was, of course, referring to the restraints around his wrists. He was right to question it— the cuffs around his wrists were the very same ones he saw on the daily, thanks to his profession. They were of professional grade— high caliber, quirk-canceling cuffs— identical to the pair that laid in the pack of his hero suit in his bedroom closet. He tried to activate his ice just a little, but wasn’t surprised to find his powers did not answer his request.

You stirred your hips around his lap, causing his attention to return to you instantly. His gaze grew more desirous as he inspected you, your insides fluttering with a quiet relief that he seemed into the whole charade. “I have my ways~” you replied vaguely. There was no way in hell you were going to bring up how you had to beg your friend Bakugou for months on end to get your hands on a pair of these babies. You could tell him that later, when your sexy-time was over. Instead, you kissed him again, brushing his corded neck with your thumbs on either side, cradling his face the way you knew he loved so dearly.

Shouto dropped it immediately, not wanting to push it when you were grinding on top of his lap, taking the reins and smothering him with your soft, sweet lips. “They’re pink,” he managed to observe, his breath getting choppy as you stole all of it away.

It was true, the cuffs boasted a fuzzy, pink material around the insides so that the restraints wouldn’t be so harsh against his pretty skin. The color looked simply divine on him, a perfect mix between the two shades of his hair. You had hot-glued the plush cloth to the cuffs the other day, and while it seemed like a ratchet method, it was the only way you could get the damn things to stick.

“They are pink,” you confirmed, brushing your lips against his ear, your teeth gently scraping on the outer shell. “You wanna know what else is pink?”

His hips bucked and his strong thigh pressed against your core through your clothes, pleasure shooting through you at the sudden stimulation. He answered without hesitation, “Yes. Yes, I do.”

You smiled at his honesty, confidence leaking into your veins from his agile reply. “Ask me nicely, and I’ll consider showing you.”

His eyes rolled back as you pressed down harder onto his lap, his slacks now forming a rather tight looking tent at the front, which you took full advantage of rubbing yourself against. “Please show me, Y/n. Show me what else is pink baby, please, I want to see…”

There was no way you weren’t going to oblige after that, so you smirked to yourself and got off his lap, moving to stand before him. Shouto scooted forward slightly, his legs spreading to showcase the length trapped between them as his eyes burned into yours. You took your time fiddling with the back of your dress, sliding the zipper down and then carefully slipping the garment off your shoulders and down your hips.

“Fuck.”

And there went the eloquence he was so renowned for.

Shouto’s tongue wandered across the bottom of his teeth as his eyes flicked up and down your body, taking in how the pink lingerie clung to every dip and curve on your body. The pure lust on his face made another wave of confidence surge through you, and you turned as you stepped out of the dress, making sure to shake your ass for him a little as you bent over.

“Get over here and take these off.”

You looked back at him, a mix of amused and aroused at his sudden change of inflection. He didn’t sound all that complacent now, his voice deep and demanding— the one that you were accustomed to whispering nasty things into your ear while he rearranged your guts.

“I don’t think so, baby.”

His brow rose the quickest you’d ever seen, the surprise evident on his face yet again. “Excuse me?” he balked.

You stood upright and turned to face him, unapologetic and unafraid as you stalked closer to his sitting form. Spreading your legs so that you were straddling him, you leaned into him, your face was right in front of his as you whispered, “I said, I don’t think so, baby.”

If he tried to stop the shiver that coursed through his body, it didn’t work. His eyes closed and he inhaled sharply as you rubbed yourself against his lap, your cunt dampening the lace that separated your core from his slacks. Your hands crawled down his torso, taking your time to knead the taut muscles that lined his front. When you reached the top of his slacks, you smirked and thumbed over the well-kept trail of red and white that disappeared underneath. You helped him maneuver so that he was rid of the luxurious clothing, leaving him only in a pair of boxer briefs that looked rather tight at the moment. His cock was visible through the dark material, a long and thick temptation to stray from your agenda.

“One sec,” you nearly giggled as you ran over to the kitchen, taking the bowl you had prepared when he was in the bedroom earlier from the microwave.

Shouto watched you from the couch, still trying to devise a plan to get out of his restraints and take his revenge on you. But that all slipped away the moment you returned and stooped to your knees in between his legs, and he could see what the contents of the bowl in your hands was, exactly. It looked like… milk?

As if you could read his mind, you drizzled some of the melted liquid off the spoon and onto your finger, offering him a taste. Like he had done in the restaurant, he made sure to keep your gaze as his tongue curled around your finger, lips closing and sucking the food in question off. His eyes lit up at the distinct sweetness, his mouth following your digit slightly as you pulled it back.

White chocolate.

You laughed to yourself, happy that he seemed interested— his cock jerking against his thigh when you took a spoonful and began to drizzle it over his chest. It was hot, the chocolate molten so that you had to trace over the lines you made swiftly with your tongue, ensuring it didn’t harden and stick to his skin.

Shouto started moaning as you licked up and down his body, watching as your pink muscle trailed around his body, all the while avoiding the one area he really wanted you to pay attention to. A dark spot had started to form at the tip of his cock, and he was painfully hard.

You suckled at one of his nipples, a spot which you knew he was especially sensitive to. He groaned as his head fell back against the cushions, rutting up against you with measured precision. It was hot having him under your complete control, having him squirm and moan beneath you, desperate for your touch. You were sure your panties were drenched by now, there was no way you weren’t with the way he was looking up at you.

Finally you moved your attention to his thighs, his ass moving off the couch instantly as your fingers curled into his underwear, dragging them down his legs and depositing them onto the floor. You couldn’t help but lick your lips at the sight of his erect cock, looking full and beckoning. The fucsia tip was engorged and shining with precum, evidence of his arousal that glistened in the low lighting and left a thin path down the length of him. The cool air of the room must have felt intense for him, for his length reached forward on its own, begging for your touch.

Shouto said your name lowly, gravel in his voice as he watched you eye his cock. He damn well knew that you were thinking about how good it would feel to just slip your panties to the side and press him inside of you, how amazing it would be to have him stretching your cunt with his cock. He was sure that he would slip right in, too— he didn’t have any doubt that you were wet from teasing him like this.

You kept his gaze as you spooned around the outline of his flushed member, from one thigh to the other, along the bottom of his abs and over his prominent V. The fire in his eyes only ignited further as he watched your tongue move across his skin, the white liquid pooling against the muscle and gathering in your mouth. His cock strained as it tried to reach for you, wanting for you to milk its own white liquid from it instead of the melted chocolate. Then, you were climbing onto his lap again, offering the melted candy to him while you gripped his shoulders.

His tongue met yours with enthusiasm, sweeping off the chocolate and collecting it into his mouth. You moaned as he eagerly took the liquid from you, taking his time afterwards so that his tongue mingled with yours, enrapturing you in another kiss. Once again his hips jerked up against you, his cock dragging across your clit through your lingerie. You tried to scowl at him, but it felt too good and you ended up letting out a soft mewl instead.

Shouto looked pleased as the noise slithered out of you, his arms straining to reach for you but the cuffs stopping him from doing so. He growled at the restraints, the short chain clinking as he fought against it futilely. “Y/n, please,” he huffed, irritated. “Just take these off and I’ll reward you.”

Shaking your head, you gyrated across his lap again, eliciting a groan from him. “What if I just take the reward for myself?” you purred, getting up and pushing him down to lay back onto the couch.

He was about to object when you slipped your panties down your thighs. Voice caught in his throat, he watched a strand of slick stretch between them and your cunt before he shut his mouth and leaned back, complacent. He seemed to understand what you wanted, keeping his arms still above his head as you slipped your legs between them, then planting your knees beside his neck. He clicked his tongue at your demand, but he didn’t wait long before he split your folds with it instead.

You could feel him smirk against your cunt when you moaned, the direct stimulation strong enough to make your toes curl already. The position allowed him to cup your ass with his hands, fingers digging into your plush flesh as he moved the skilled muscle to trace along your clit. He switched between kissing the bundle of nerves and sucking on it, savoring the way your legs began to shake on either side of his head.

All the while, you busied yourself with kissing down his chest, slowly getting closer and closer to his cock that was leaking onto his toned stomach. You didn’t bother with the chocolate any more, and you didn’t care to tease him either— you wrapped your hand around him and took the head into your mouth, moaning as your lips pulled tight around him.

“God— so good, baby” Shouto gasped, throbbing in your hand as his fingernails dented the skin on your ass. He moaned into your pussy, pushing his tongue inside your entrance and moving it feverishly against your velvet walls. His hips drove up and you gagged around his cock, which only made him pull your body tighter against his face, working harder against your cunt. The pre helped him slide into your throat easier, your spit beginning to drip down his length as you struggled to pace yourself, head bobbing as best you could.

He continued to slurp at your entrance vigorously, even with the restraints making it hard for him to hold onto you. You could feel his smooth hair tickling the insides of your thighs as your hips swung back and forth over his mouth, your fingers cutting shallow grooves into his thighs as you slid his length along your tongue.

“Fuck, just like that,” you paused, saliva shining on your lips as you glanced down at Shouto, his tongue rubbing at your clit with steady licks. You took a moment to enjoy the view, his chiseled jaw protruding as he ravaged your sex, having abandoned any defiance he previously harbored. You luxuriated in another minute of his sensual efforts before you moved your hips back, carefully taking your legs out from between his arms and moving so that Shouto was sat upright, and you were hovering over his lap again.

A silvery sheen covered the bottom half of Shouto’s face, his eyes blazing into yours as he wiped his chin with the back of his cuffed hand, then licking his lips. Even if you were the one in charge here, he knew how to rile you up, and he certainly knew how to deliver as well. You just didn’t expect for him to try to fluster you.

“Did that feel good, Master?”

You sputtered at the sudden title, eyes wide and body still while you lingered above his lap, his hard cock grazing your slick thighs. Your mouth hung open as you tried to formulate words, the shock evident on your face. “I—”

Shouto seemed charmed by your lack of response, your brain still buffering as you tried to process what he had just called you. He raised his cuffs over his head, settling into the couch while he thought he had managed to snag the upper hand from you.

Like hell you were going to pass him the reins.

“That felt so good, baby,” you purred, enjoying the shock that suddenly appeared in his vibrant irises. You dragged your hand down his chest, fingertips bumping over one of his rose-colored nipples. “You’re such a good boy for me.”

His cock smacked against your thigh, your eyes glinting down at him as his body betrayed him in his fleeting attempt to hide his response to your praise. Suddenly the mischievous look in his gaze had dissipated, melting into longing instead. He seemed confused by the sudden change of emotion, but you didn’t give him long to contemplate it— you lightly drew your nails down his abdomen and grasped his cock, a startled noise sounding from his throat. Tracing the swollen head against your slit, you doused him with your arousal, teasing the pair of you as you dipped the tip just barely inside before rearing back. You half expected him to thrust up and sheathe himself inside of you, but he only laid there beneath you, watching your core glide against his length in assent. His legs twitched with the urge to feel your silky cunt around him, but he remained still, athletic thighs strained while his hips wiggled just barely. His eyes widened as you turned around, presenting your bare ass to his gaze and allowing your cunt to part, dragging it along the vein on the underside of his erection.

“Aha—” he sucked a breath in through his grating teeth, brow furrowed and gaze focused on where your bodies connected on his lap. “Please Y/n…”

You looked over your shoulder at him, catching how his pupils were dark and full of lust. There was nothing you wanted more than to stuff him inside you already, but you had to hear him utter it one more time before you allowed the both of you to sink into pleasure. “Please, what, Shouto?”

His gaze lifted from his lap to meet your eyes, full of desire. He whispered, this time much more shameful than the last, “Please sit on my cock… Master.”

You smirked, straightening your hips over his, arching your back, and sinking down onto his awaiting length. Impaling yourself with his cock always hurt at first, the girth of him stretching your sopping core like nothing else— no one else— could. It was impossible to stop yourself from crying out, agreement coming from Shouto in prefect harmony. The cuffs clinked as his hands flew down to grab your waist, awkwardly placing them on your lower back as he couldn’t grab you as he desired, thanks to the pink, fuzzy restraints.

“Good boy~” you moaned, ass jerking back to swing your hips down onto the tops of his solid thighs. There was a ridiculous amount of pleasure that coursed through you with each rut of your hips against his, beginning to find a rhythm as the lewd smacks interrupted the soft music humming from the other side of the room. His cock jumped in response to your praise, stretching to press into a spot nestled deep inside your gummy walls.

Shouto watched you shiver through hooded eyes, feeling your cunt clench down onto him as your hips pushed down to get his cock to press harder inside of you. “Fuck, that feels so good,” he groaned, head tossing back over the back of the sofa, a long moan following.

“Oh God,” you whimpered, knees pushing into the cushions so you could find an arch that allowed the very tip of him to relocate the same angle, again and again. Your slick started to drip down your thighs and onto the tops of his, his cock sliding in and out of you with ease. You felt like your stomach was on fire with how turned on you were— having him at your complete mercy made your cunt tighten around him, lust clouding your head.

One of your hands moved behind you and planted on his abs to help leverage your weight as you bounced on his lap, the other hand sneaking between your legs to toy with your neglected clit. Shouto whined when your fingers touched the sensitive nub, your pussy squeezing his cock even tighter at the stimulation. It felt amazing to rub yourself with his cock plunging deep inside of you, your slick bountiful enough to spread across your clit and aid your efforts.

You kept up the pace, your thighs beginning to tremble as the pressure in your stomach continued to heighten. All the while, Shouto was moaning from beneath you, trying to hold his noises of content back, but failing each time. His large, rough hands trailed up and down your spine while you humped his lap, the metal of the cuffs a sharp contrast on your skin from the soft, pink cloth you fixed onto them.

“Slow down, love,” he choked out, the words heavy in his throat. There was no way he was going to last at the pace you were setting, not after you had handcuffed him, sucked him off, and started throwing your ass back onto his lap. You didn’t want to stop, but you knew that if you ignored his plea he was going to cum too soon. “Wait—” he whined when you got off his lap, standing up and turning around, letting him watch as you unhooked your bra.

You didn’t make him wait long, though. Your knees sank bank into the cushions on either side of him, but this time, your front was facing him. Shouto took in the sight of your naked chest gratefully, taking it upon himself to slip one of your nipples into his mouth. Guiding his wet cock back between your legs, you exhaled as you lowered yourself onto him again. Teeth grazed across your chest, your fingers winding through the short hairs at the back of his neck and carding through them. The new position allowed him to reach new depths when you fully sat on his lap, your toes curling at the edge of the cushion. You rolled your hips in slow and precise circles, grinding his length inside of you brazenly.

Leaning in so that your teeth could pinch at his bottom lip, you forced him to look up at you, savoring the fucked-out expression painted across his handsome features. “Fuck baby, your cock feels so good inside me,” you whispered, lips trailing across his cheek so that you could nip at his ear and test your newfound discovery another time. “You’re such a good boy, Shouto~”

Pure euphoria crashed through you as he bucked his hips up, slamming his cock balls-deep inside of you. You knew that you were supposed to be the dominant one right now, but it was impossible to keep the moan his action induced inside.

“Anything for you, Master,” he grunted, a sinful crackle in his tone as his tongue traced over your collar bone.  

It didn’t help that his voice was so damn deliciously low— he was already sexy enough on his own. But when he had you all to himself, he stepped it up another level that none could ever imagine existed— the side of him that was devoted to your pleasure, the side of him that was dedicated to pulling orgasm after orgasm from your body until you were left boneless and breathless.

Shouto began to bounce you on his lap slightly, meeting you each time your hips fell down so that he could push entirely inside of you every time. You didn’t want to let him take over just yet, but his hips never seemed to tire, even now when yours began to tremble with exertion. That familiar pressure was back and building again, faster than last time in between your hips. Shouto was well aware of your declining energy, his hands cupping your breasts and thumbing over the hard buds on each one, the cuffs digging into your middle with each thrust.

“Take the cuffs off, Y/n,” he murmured, fingers twisting at your nipples gently. Then he started to suck a hickey into your cleavage, his cool breath making goosebumps appear on your skin.

“No,” you gasped as you dropped particularly hard onto his cock, silky inner walls spreading especially deep as his length pressed inside of you. “I can’t— have to make you feel good —agh, fuck!”

He flashed you a short smile, huffing as you continued your efforts on his lap. “I feel good when you feel good,” he replied, pinching at you harder, relishing the sweet moan that tumbled from your open mouth. “Please, I’ll behave, promise.”

You didn’t need to hear anything else from him, leaning back and swiping the key from underneath the book on the coffee table— where you had stashed it when you hid the cuffs in the first place. As soon as the cuffs were off, Shouto tossed them to the other side of the room, the pink restraints clattering as they landed somewhere on the floor. His hand immediately gripped your waist, fingers spreading out across your lower back, and tilting you back slightly while he leaned forward, thrusting up into you with fervor. The other hand made a makeshift ponytail of your hair, pulling it so your throat was exposed with your head thrown back.

The sudden change in angle elicited a pathetic mewl from your chest, his cock hammering into your g-spot at such a pace that you were instantly brought to the brink of an orgasm. You clung onto his shoulders for dear life, his head buried in your neck while he sucked his mark into your skin, the wet, quick slaps of your fronts meeting repeatedly echoing through the apartment rhythmically.

“S’That feel good, Master?” His tongue trailed up your throat and he nibbled at your ear, just as you had done to him just minutes ago.

You could barely think, your cunt pulsing as you got closer and closer to cumming right around his cock, your fingernails digging into the thick muscles that lined his shoulders. “Y-Yes, fuck— so good— such a good boyyy~” you cried, tears gathering to dot along your lashline, your body overwhelmed with the ecstasy rushing through your entirety. “God, Shouto— I, I’m gonna—”

“Do it, love,” he ordered, hands dropping so that each cupped an ass cheek, spreading your legs even more so that each thrust was ensured to drive as deep inside of you as possible. He could feel your pussy clamping down on him, squeezing his cock hard enough that you must’ve been right on the edge, just needing that extra little push. “Please— ahh fuck, I— I want you to cum on my cock. Cum for me, Master.”

That was all it took for you to be creaming on his length, your body quivering in his hands as your cunt fluttered with bliss. It felt like the world was crumbling away and that Shouto and you were the only two people on the planet, like he was pouring oxygen into your veins just as you were about to run out of breath.

As you were still in the throes of your orgasm, Shouto maneuvered you so that your back was pressed up against the top of the coffee table in front of the couch, falling to his knees and throwing your shaking legs over his shoulders. The bowl of white chocolate and the magazines in the corner of the table fell down onto the hardwood floor, but neither of you were paying attention to the sound of the ruckus.

He began fucking you then, his hands clasping your thighs so that your body stayed close enough for him to slam his hips into yours without mercy. “Fuck Y/n, you’re so sexy, look at you, baby,” he hissed, taking a moment to examine your puffy cunt, spitting on it crudely before a thumb began to rub at your clit earnestly. “I’m your good boy, huh? See how good I fuck my Master?”

“Oh God— oh, fuck Shouto, yes! Don’t stop!” you exclaimed, and somehow, even though you were still cumming from before, another pressure started to build in your stomach, gathering faster than you could comprehend.

A heightened euphoria rushed through your nerves and tickled at the ends of your limbs, different from before. You whimpered when you realized what was happening, but by then it was too late to warn him— Shouto was pounding into you relentlessly, and his thumb steady on your clit only made your high arrive even faster. A strangled moan slipped out of you as clear liquid splashed across his abdomen, your body shivering and convulsing as it struggled to handle the pleasure he delivered to you. You had certainly orgasmed before, but this was as if the pleasure you had felt increased tenfold, leaving you truly wrecked and exhausted.

You were still squirting as you came to, and when you were finally able to look at him, you watched as he stroked his slick cock with ferocity. His eyes were focused on your soaked thighs before they closed and he groaned deeply, ribbons of white spurting past his hand and splattering across your breasts and stomach. His palm slapped onto the tabletop beside your waist while he hunched forward, out of breath as pleasure wracked through his fit body, the muscles that lined his torso heaving while his pink cock throbbed in his hand.

Your head fell back onto the table as you recuperated, shocked that he had just made you squirt all over him, and then he proceeded to cum at the sight, painting you white with his spend. Another minute passed and you were still trying to find your breath, coming down from your high, even though Shouto had already recovered from his.

A warm hand cupped the back of your neck, and you opened your eyes, realizing suddenly that you were secure in his arms, moving past the messy living room and down the hallway to his bedroom. His lips pressed against your forehead softly when he entered his room, your heart skipping a beat in your chest as you took in the dozens of lit candles that lined the walls and windows. It only continued when he turned into the ensuite, the bath filled with cloudy pink water, flower petals floating on the still surface and littering the surrounding tiles.

“Shouto— this is…” you tried to sit up in his arms, but he only held you tighter against his chest. There was a proud look that lingered in his eye, yet he only offered you a soft smile as you looked between him and your surroundings. No one had ever committed such a romantic act for you before, and you sure as hell hadn’t been expecting such a suave move from your boyfriend of a couple months.

So this is what he must’ve been doing when you had returned from dinner.

“There were bubbles, but someone distracted me and they must’ve popped while we were preoccupied,” he explained, fingers brushing a strand of hair to the side of your face.

“I— it’s perfect, baby,” you chirped as enthusiastically as you could, your body still drained from the exertion of two consecutive orgasms. “Thank you, I love it.”

He hummed as he shifted your weight to one arm, reaching out and activating his quirk to heat the water to the right temperature again. You sat in his arms, satiated and more content than ever as you surveyed his handsome face. Surely there would be hearts in your eyes, with how loved you felt in this moment.

Once he was satisfied with the warmth the water offered, he stepped into the tub, slowly submerging the two of you in the pleasant-scented bath. The warmth flooded into your tired bones, your body happy to be swaddled in his embrace as he held you close. You hummed as you rested your head against his chest, hand coming to rest beside your face.

“How’s the water? Just let me know and I’ll fix it to your liking… Master.”

You scoffed and slapped at his chest, the pink water splashing across his pale skin. He donned a genuine smile at the sound of your laughter, calloused fingers stroking down your spine. “Shut up,” you managed, cupping his neck and pressing a kiss to his throat to show your words held no real intent, “It’s perfect, I mean it. Thank you, Sho.”

Shouto’s smile remained, his eyes soft as his leg curled around one of yours beside the porcelain of the tub. “You deserve it,” he murmured, thumb swiping across your cheek to rid you of a water droplet that had splashed onto you from your attack. “Happy Valentine’s Day, my love.”

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happi belated vday babes!! <3 once again, sorry it’s late~ I hope you all had a good one tho!! :3 love y’all <3 <3 <3 

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[introloves]

i saw you mention destroying virgin hinata,,,,,pls elaborate. i didn’t realize i needed that in my life but omg. head full many thoughts

omg my first drabble for hinata, lets see if i can do this sunshine justice bc brazil hinata lives rent free in my head so we going with big muscle, sun-kissed hinata for this one hehe (ALSO OOPS THIS GOT KINDA LONG SORRY!) also this is for f! reader!

he felt guilty, hinata felt absolutely guilty looking at you like he wanted to devour you.

the way your thighs looked beneath the dress you wore, your soft skin, you looked supple and beautiful.

you were perched on his couch, legs crisscrossed, comfy around your boyfriend.

“sho?”

“y-yeah?” you giggled at the way he seemed to be absolutely out of it.

“you’ve been staring at me for a long time, you okay?” the tips of his ears flushed red, he looked away swiftly, unable to meet your gaze.

“yeah! its just...” he exhaled, steeling himself, “you look good.”

hinata pinned you with a stare you’ve only seen him sport during volleyball.

oh.

this time you ran hot with his gaze, your hand came up to block him from view while you basically simmered into the couch.

he was on you in no time, prying your hands away, he thought that he had made you feel bad. you quickly dismissed his claims. explaining to him just how intense he could look.

by this point he was well aware of the feelings simmering in his stomach, no one had ever made him feel like you did. you made him feel like a man, so far his life practically evolved around volleyball, he just recently squeezed you in. you had been quickly taking a larger part of his heart, and as he hovered over you, wrists still in his hand, he realized that he was aroused.

he felt gross at the thought, you weren’t doing anything particularly sexual, just the way your skin looked presented so pretty for him made his baser instincts flare.

your eyes formed half moons as you smiled brightly up at him, still in a playing mood you shook free of his grasp, wrestling your much stronger boyfriend down beneath you.

your dress had hitched itself even higher as you perched on his lap not caring about flashing your undies at him, hinata always made you feel safe and you weren’t a very modest person anyways.

he squeaked as you settled right on top his dick, which was growing with need, throbbing at the heat currently situated right atop it.

“s-stop you shouldn’t-“ he squeaked out, your eyebrows furrowed at the sudden change in attitude he had.

“shouldn’t what?” you asked, leaning forward to try and lock your gaze with his. he jumped, hands coming to clamp down on your waist.

ohh.

your eyes widened at the realization, he was hard against you.

he made a move to tug you off him, but you placed a hand on his forearms.

“l-let me... help you.”

he was your boyfriend after all, this was something boyfriend and girlfriends did.

those words like a punch to the gut, he was sure he was going to cum embarrassingly fast with how just your words affected him.

he nodded, releasing a breath he didnt know he was holding as you smiled... and began rocking your hips against him.

there was no soft build up, he quickly blinked in awe at the feeling of your cunt dragging over his dick.

his hands kept a bruising grip on your waist, biceps bulging with the restraint of ‘dont cum, dont cum, dont cum’ playing over and over in his head.

your own pants lingered in the air as his dick provided the hardness you needed to get off, there was little barrier between your undies (which were soaking... much to hinatas pleasure) and him.

hinata had never felt like this, the fantasy of a woman’s heat so close to him paled in comparison to you rocking against him. his toes curled, his own hips rocking up to meet you.

he couldnt keep up, this was too much too soon for him. he didnt wanna cum in his pants like a teenaged boy. he was ashamed at how little expirience he had, but he still wanted to make you feel good.

you sped up suddenly, wanting to see how he’d react to your teasing, but it felt like his world was tilting on its axis.

he stopped you, mustering all the strength he could to keep you still above him.

“s-stop! stop... please stop.” he cried.

“you dont wanna?” you huffed, struggling to keep your undulating hips still. hinata groaned out a painful noise, he ran a hand through his vibrant hair in frustration, and embarrassment. how was he going to tell his absolute sexy girlfriend he was twenty something and still a virgin.

with a deep breath he managed to stutter out a coherent sentence.

“i’m a virgin.” the words hung heavy around him, he sat there once again unable to meet your gaze.

you shuddered at the confession, it was like a switch had flipped. you once again moved against him and hinata all but choked at the feeling of your cunt work yourself over him.

“i’m going to ruin you.” you rasped out, hands coming up to cup his face as you held him against you while your mouth clashed against his.

“fuuuck.” he groaned at your words, his head thrown back agaist the couch to breathe, disconnected from your kiss for just a second.

you were going to ruin him? those words played over and over, he pondered the thought before he realized he wanted you to ruin him.

he nodded, unable to speak, his tongue heavy in his mouth.

you made quick work of his pants, moving his boxers down his thighs.

your eyes roamed up his dick, it was so pretty. it was pale and much bigger than what you had thought, you knew it was going to give you a good burn once you sunk down onto it.

it was your turn to let out a fucked out noise and hinata ate it up, swallowing hard at the way you regarded him.

“all good?” he questioned, nervous at having someone else look at him like this.

“oh shoyo, its better than good. you have such a nice cock.”

and with that you move your panties to the side, once again hinata tenses at the look of your dripping pussy. he moans unabashedly at the sight, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as you begin sheating yourself onto him.

hes never felt anything so tight, his eyes wide as he stares up at you in awe.

you thought you’d hold up better than you were currently, maybe it was because it was shoyo filling you up, or because of the position you were in made him reach inside you extra deep, whatever it was you panted like a dog in heat.

“sthat okay?” you slurred and he could do nothing more than nod, eyes tightly closed. his hips jerked beneath you, twitching.

you bit your lip at the jolts, knowing he wasnt going to last long.

“i’m already close. i’m sorry, im so sorry.” he whines, and you quickly shut him up.

“shh.” you coo, starting a slow pace up and down his cock.

“youre doing so good, youre doing so good for me.” you whine, choking on the way he felt against you... fuck maybe you were going to cum.

however that thought is short lived as you impale yourself onto him, over and over.

“fuck! i’m cumming! i’m cumming!” he babbles, taking a hold of you and pushing you down on him, you let him, you let him use you for the time being while he cums hotly inside you.

hinata jerks with the force of his release, cumming harder than he ever as.

you do nothing but coo above him,

“there you go, cum for me.”

he’s dizzy with your words and the way you clench around him to prolong his release.

hes well spent by the time he finally stops painting your pussy white with his cum.

there’s a minute of reprieve, just breathing against you until he gasps as he realizes just exactly what happened.

he grabs you unexpectedly. pushing his nose right between your boobs, laughing.

“youre my first!” he laughs, the type of laugh that comes deep within his stomach.

“and you just made me cum so hard.” he holds you tight, hands roaming your back, squeezing your ass slightly.

you laugh with him, heart so very light because with hinata everything is so easy.

“you know i’m going to pay you back for that right?” you make no noise, still processing what he means by that statement- until he makes a show of pistoning his softening cock in and out of you, making an absolute mess, his cum and your slickness dripping down his balls, slickening your thighs, making you squelch against it all.

you pant, worried about your pussy as you remember his insane stamina.

“w-what a second shoyo! you need to wait, aren’t you still sensitive?” you question, and he pins you with another intense gaze.

“whats that gotta do with anything?” he deadpans.

he had the gaze of a predator now, as you looked up at you between your tits.

[strxwberrylemonxde]

First time doing an ask (ever) so I'm trying my best. Sorry. I'd like to request;

Shoto Todoroki 🧊icy hot🔥 drabble with him in a corn maze(13?), crack style ending in prompt one.

CORN MAZE MADNESS - Shoto Todoroki

Warning: None

Word Count: 0.49k

A/N - Hehe I'm so happy you chose prompt 1 for Mr. IcyHot, the ideas I've had for this one!!! And there's no need to apologize dear, I'm so happy you requested :) I really hope you enjoy this one <3

Lynn's Halloween Extravaganza

“So it’s a maze… made of… corn?” Shoto asked, tilting his head to the side as he looked at the maze.

“Yup, exactly! And usually, there’ll be a few jumpscares here and there too, but that’s part of the fun!” You beamed.

The sounds of the Halloween carnival rang out from behind you as you, Deku, and Shoto continued to wait in line.

Shoto only looked at it again before he squinted his eyes. “I don’t trust it.”

Deku, who was eating his fifth bag of kettle corn, choked out, “I- What’s not to trust about it Todoroki? I know the idea of getting jump scared can be scary but they’re just the workers in costume, it’s not that bad-”

“Nothing can be scarier than my old man’s attempts at being a better father.” Shoto deadpanned, a blank look on his face as he stared at the two of you.

“I- At this point, I can’t even tell if you're joking anymore Sho…”

“Which way should we turn now?” Deku asked. After three left turns and a right, the three of you approached a divide in the maze, your only options being left or right.

“Maybe we should try going right? Someone once told me to always follow the right wall when in a predicament like this.” Shoto said.

“Shoto… the person who told you that was the fortune teller from earlier. Remember when you asked what a fortune teller was…”

“Oh. Then should we go left then?”

“No no, right is perfectly fine. Let’s go, guys!” Deku said, speed walking towards the right.

Around the corner there was a woman dressed in all black, a creepy clown grin painted on her face.

You watched as Deku gulped before trying to speed walk past her.

A giggle escaped her lips as she spoke, “Beware of the pumpkin killer, they say he lurks these walls, searching for his next victim.” She paused before adding, “Or maybe I should say, ``victims.”

“Hello, I am Shoto Todoroki from U.A, do you happen to know where the exit is?”

The girl only grinned wider as she watched the three of you leave.

Suddenly, you paused as you watched Deku let out a relieved sigh. “Wait, I think I see the exit! We did it!”

You took three steps before you heard the corn stalks rustle beside you.

“Wait did you guys hear-”

A scream ripped out of your throat as you felt something grab your shoulders from behind. Your eyes were screwed shut as you heard Deku scream from in front of you. “TODOROKI WAIT DON’T-”

And then you felt the temperature drop.

“Can someone please explain to me why an employee was almost frozen to death tonight?”

“I didn’t mean to try and kill him. He shouldn’t have scared me.” Shoto stated, looking Aizawa dead in the eyes. “He caught me off guard.”

Aizawa only sighed and rubbed his eyes. “They don’t pay me enough for this.”

[eijishimas]

Congrats on 1K!!! Could I ask for Shouto with praise and body worship (I’m in a very soft mood, hehe)? And just a normal pro hero AU is fine. Thanks in advance!!!

it’s no worries, hun <3 sorry this took so long, since i had my hiatus and everything but i felt a little soft for shouto today, so here’s some morning fingering

1k event masterlist.

There were some days where you rarely saw your husband. Shouto would usually come home late, bloodied and bruised from hero work that day only to retire to your shared bed hours after filing paperwork that his sidekicks had left for him to complete during the evenings. He was a busy man, being the third pro-hero according to the ranks and all. There were hardly any moments Shouto got time to relax, to truly settle down and pay attention to what he loved most: you.

Mornings were a blessing to the both of you. They were slow, and you both needed them to be. You two were in no rush, you nestled within Shouto’s arms and his head tucked away in the nape of your neck. Your back was pressed against the muscled chest he had built up over the years of strenuous hero work. You let out a strangled sigh as his hand disappeared beneath your panties, your legs rubbing together as liquid heat pooled low in your tummy. “Shouto,” you hummed with satisfaction, your fingers finding purchase in his two-toned hair.

“I love it when you say my name like that,” he whispered into your ear, hot breath tickling your skin. His voice still held that groggy rasp of the morning. His other free hand skirted up your figure, relishing in all your natural dips and curves. Gentle fingers traced stretch marks, birthmarks and beautiful intricacies of your body. “All of you is so gorgeous, my love,” he murmured, lips latching onto the pulse point of your neck and making your entire body jolt with electricity. You tugged his hair involuntarily, his middle finger of his left hand continuing to draw languid circles on your clit. “You’re being such a good girl for me, aren’t you princess?” he praised in a low voice as your hips lurched forward greedily. You wanted more of him. You wanted him inside of you. And yet, with his hand massaging your breast and pinching your pebbled nipple, you could barely breathe.

“Say my name again, princess,” Shouto chuckled, though you could feel the outline of his cock grinding against your clothed ass. “Sh- Sho…” you began only to be cut off by your own whine as Shouto slipped in a finger within your tight cunt with ease. “Shouto!” you wailed, another moan being pulled from you by your husband. You were drenched for him, your body quivering and keening to his every touch. You shimmied backward, the curve of your ass allowed for Shouto to have the most delicious friction. He curled his finger, adding a second one as a little reward for you. “Fuck,” he swore, but from the way he said it, you could tell he had a bit of a grin playing on his face. You giggled, feeling the coil within you tighten as you chased your impending orgasm. With his fingers scissoring within your squelching pussy, you knew you wouldn’t last much longer.

“Keep going like that. You feel so good squeezing me with your sweet cunt. Just a bit longer, my love. Then I’ll clean you up real nice with my tongue. You’d like that princess, wouldn’t you? My perfect baby, all for me, all mine. Doing so well just for me. Fuck, I’m so lucky.” Shouto was awfully talkative in the mornings, but you didn’t mind. It only gave you more of a reason to adore lazy mornings with Shouto Todoroki.

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[saintobio]

Chapter 11 blew my mind, and now I get the "wtf" plot twist you're talking about lol! This is the first time I'm asking you hehe. I can't believe Eula and Naoya hooked up and they have their own personal hidden agendas that would affect the future of the Gojos akskakwjoahwja OMG. Naoya really stayed in his own dirty habits. I wonder what he's plotting again? I'm sorry if I forgot but can I ask why Eula's been plotting Satoru's downfall and she was really REALLY looking forward for Yuuta's inheritance for the title of the company? Is Naoya plotting something for the mc as well? Implying to what Toji said to him, I still don't know what he's plotting in his mind after Toji said that.

I also love how Toji's been concerned for the mc and he's been aware of what's happening to her life.

Also SERA, my god she's so fucking desperate and delusional what happened to her HAHAHAHAHA she needs a freaking therapist. She really went down bad to the point where she wanna babytrap Gojo and how she's saying she'll kill herself because she can't do it alone. However props to you Gojo for having the balls for trying to break up but at what cost? She's so manipulative and desperate people are disturbing asf. Also why did she panick like, whats wrong? She's so goddamns suspicious.

I wonder what she's plotting for the mc lol she said she's gonna pay for everything and for destroying her supposedly "happily-ever-after".

Nevertheless, thank you for the meal Ai! As always! You can now finally sleep i guess jajskaah have sum good schlep gurl..!

Anonymous said

lmaooo naoya, i dont know what you're planning but it better not hurt mc💀

yn, i hope she's okay, maam's having a heart attack on god then we all just suddenly get a scene change ejndnsnsns, it would be real interesting if she gets hospitalized right then and there while gojo's at the hospital, not only could he find out but he'll be in crossroads. if sera's actually pregnant (not to say if the kid would be gojo's) and if he finds out yn has a fatal heart problem, i wonder what he'll do. one thing is for sure. he would HAVE to choose (well ig he already kinda did, seeing he's already breaking up with sera, FINALLY)

now, sera. fckin SIGH. everything is falling out of her grasp (unsurprisingly) and OF COURSE she blames yn, it's getting boring but nonetheless frustrating with how she refuses to see her faults and chooses to blame everything else. (her sheer audacity my god)

and i don't think she's pregnant (like with her cycle and how she's quick to refuse a pregnancy test) and even if she is, she'll find it hard to fake it. gojo is many things, but he isn't dumb and he isn't gullible (he could run a business empire by himself ffs), plus if he has shoko as the one testing sera, i doubt that shoko would lie and deceive him abt sera being pregnant (plus i don't see her getting cahoots with sera), and would sera even have the money to bribe anyone??? i doubt it, with how many times she complained abt being poor. 🙄

can't wait for sera's downfall uwu

and as much as gojo is an asshole here, im worried abt him. feelings aside, he worked hard for that business and seeing it fail and seeing his step-mom plot against him gets me worried....

@mephiis said

oh shit its getting fucked up 👁👁 like eula and naoya and sera is going to team up to bring downfall of gojo. Now yn saw gojo and sera for pregnancy test 😭😭

Gojo i love u stay strong HAHAAHGHAGAYAV I CAN'T-- I CAN'T BE MAD AT HIM ANYMORE AFTER ALL HE WANTS TO END HIS RELATIONSHIP WITH SERA

For naoya : tf you dick down a 43 years old woman? *wheeze* your taste legit worst.

@atsunflower said

Bruh why do I feel like Naoya is plotting something for the 50 anniversary? And I actually like him???? What did u do to me, miss Saint??

Sera keeps shoing her true colors and ugh, I relate a lot to Y/N, Gojo trying to redeem himself is getting on my nerves. Alsoooo, why do I feel like he is gonna find out about Y/N's condition next chapter??? So so so many questions

Anyways, it was another amazing chapter and I already look forward to the next one. Have an amazing week, Saint <3

Anonymous said

THAT TWIST OMG. I never expected Naoya to be the character who took the limelight. This particular part had me curious

“But this, he decided to turn a blind eye on it for personal reasons. Eula was different—that was all that mattered.”

What were his personal reasons and how is she different? She should drop a master class on how to bag rich men. But fr though, isn’t she mad old 💀 like his moms age. Is she actually that attractive?

Also, why did Naoya ask Toji what he would do if Y/N was his wife and why was he pleased by Tojis answer?

Ik Toji also said that if Y/N had waited a little longer she would have had a bunch of men asking for her hand in marriage, would Toji have been one of them if he wanted to remarry?

Anonymous said

NAOYA WITH GOJO’S STEPMOM I GASPED SO HARD I HAD TO PUT MY PHONE DOWN HELP. everything revealed in that part was so crazy, i seriously wonder who will actually expose gojo for all the shit he’s done 👩🏽‍💻 i think naoya is fully capable of doing it, imagine him exposing gojo at that business anniversary 💀

also y/n buying the shoes for toji IN FRONT OF GOJO LMAO. gojo seemed so childish this chapter it’s so funny to me. anyway gojo is actually trying for y/n…the flashback scene was so shocking, i hate sera for trying to keep him by saying she’d k1ll herself 😐 I KNEW SHE WAS PREGNANT TOO i mean it hasn’t been confirmed but the fact that gojo seriously doesn’t believe her and is taking her w ieri…idk 🏃🏽‍♀️ she might be lying considering that her attitude changed when gojo started questioning her but if she actually is pregnant it’s either gojo’s child or maybe someone else’s. HE TRIED BREAKING UP WITH HER TOO OMG IM NOT READY FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER YOURE SO GOOD AT WRITING ty so much for feeding us <3

Anonymous said

Naoya— I had some suspiscions when I looked at the theories about the plot twist. I knew the Naoya X Stepmom idea would really make me say "Wtf!?". Hah I must admit I forgot about Mei's love for money for a bit there hahah

Welp now I can tell why you couldn't express your agreement on my previous ask about Gojo's dad 😅 He does give off that selfish vibe that even if he adores his side pieces he'll only favor those of his own blood, although discreetly/twisted.

I'm honestly nervous that the two (Toji x Y/N) are starting to think about each other, although their thoughts are still on the platonic side, I can't help but feel that Gojo's chances of getting Y/N back is already at the critical level of 10%.

I know he's sincere with everything now but I can't blame Y/N for not believing his actions at all. Heck I would've started not believing every affection he's shown the moment he declared that I will never be in his heart 🤷🏻‍♀️ Hopefully he'll get through the "veil" she has started to build around her to keep him away 👀

Ohohoh it's evident that she isn't pregnant ( I eat lies for breakfast JK 🤣) but in case she is when Ieiri checked it's probably someone else's, maybe Naoya has something to do with it. He did say he wanted to meet her and to leave the dirty work to him. He seems like he's gonna help Toji get Y/N 🤔 Like she's gon be beneficial for their group, too, yk. But oh well, too late, Y/N saw the scenes at the hospital already and has assumed the worst, oh man, and to think he's been annoyingly sweet throughout this chapter 😅

Also, I wanna trust Ieiri honestly but if she ever reveals that misstres is indeed preggo I have a feeling she's threatened by the fact that mistress might potentially harm Y/N knowing her heart condition but again I hope she's a wise and strong as I see her.

I'm honestly glad like 🥲🤧 that he said those things to Sera, that's a HUGE step hun. But now I feel bad because there's a lot of misunderstandings in their relationship then add to the mix that the mistress lied to baby trap Gojo and Y/N seeing all that and running away without confirming anything 😢

unfortunately i cannot answer all of ur asks abt naoya’s intentions. wouldn’t it be better to let the story unfold itself? :) everything will make sense soon. i do agree with the reactions abt naoya x eula tho sjndjs remember when i told u guys i have a plot twist 😭 only one person managed to guess but it was a great guess!!

[stitch1830]

lin & lao cute headcanons? (if you have)

Hi Anon, thank you for the ask! And of course! :D I love me some fluffy Beifong headcanons.

So Lin and Lao seem like they’d have a really close relationship. Lin’s smart and polite, but is otherwise a carbon copy of her mother. Also, Lin is adorable. Hard to not like the kid when she’s got this cute, squishy face lol.

I think since Lin’s the first grandchild, Lao isn’t entirely sure what he should do to spend time with her, so sometimes he’ll just make tea and sit with her, sometimes they don’t say anything. Sometimes Lin giggles and calls grandpa silly. Because he is silly when he sits there and just looks at Lin lol.

When she’s older, I can see Lao showing her different types of papers and stuff, like he’s trying to show her the ropes of the business. Her attention span is kind of short with that stuff, but depending on the situation, Lin probably lets Lao tell her all these different things.

Lin asks Lao to watch her while she earthbends sometimes. When she was a kid, it was so that she could show off the new move that Mama showed her, but now, his presence is somewhat comforting to Lin, so she likes having him sit with his tea and watch her practice.

I feel like Lao taught Lin how to play Pai Sho, and he taught her the traditional Earth Kingdom rules. Now that she’s older, they have some pretty competitive games.

I can see Lin writing to her grandfather in her free time, to either tell him about things or to get his advice. She feels like Lao is a good listener, and since he is her grandpa, there isn’t much pressure on Lin to actually follow his suggestions. So if she disagrees, she does her own thing.

Whenever they visited Gaoling when she was little, Lin always asked Poppy and Lao to read a story to her. They’d sit in their bedrooms or living room for hours just reading. When she’s older, Lao starts to teach her letters and how to read on her own!

Okay, I think that covers everything I have right now! Thank you for the ask, Anon, this was lovely to think about hehe :) Feel free to ask more questions if you’d like.

Thanks again for the ask, and I hope you have a great day!

……

Send me asks about ATLA, or anything, really! :D

[coffeewithheroes]

Hiya, nice to meet you V! Do you know the Tiktok trend that goes like, “why can’t friends just kiss each other?” If you do, would you mind doing some headcanons about how Iwaizumi and other characters of your choosing would react? tysm!!💕

a/n: nice to meet you anon! i’ve seen that trend before and omg i love it so much! i just love the friends to lovers troupe in general :) never be able to get over it i swear🤧

really went all out on my first answered request, hehe!

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“why can’t friends just kiss each other?” ⪼ haikyuu hcs

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IWAIZUMI

💌 Iwaizumi would probably already know about the trend, seeing as he’s got tiktok obsessed oikawa as a best friend.

💌 oikawa would probs tease Iwa about how you might use it on him one day, which earns him a good wack.

💌 luv you tooru get well soon

💌 might secretly hope that you make a move on him, but doesn’t get his hopes too high. there’s a chance that you’re not even interested in Tiktok impossible, or you’d rather confess to him the traditional way, OR, you might not even like him. again, impossible

💌 lucky for him, you LIVE for trends like these :)

💌 you’ll probably be at his house or something, thanking the stars above that Iwaizumi has finally granted you a break from studying, as well as the opportunity to make your move!

💌 you pull out your phone, and search for the sound, heart beat so loud you hope he can’t hear.

💌 remember to breathe, baby. because it’s go time.

💌 you press play.

💌 at this point, Iwa looks up from his own device, and has that “wait, what?” look on his face.

💌 you’re laughing at him to hide the sudden waves of embarrassment.

💌 not to worry dear, your efforts were not in vain.

💌 Iwaizumi is honestly so frigging happy that you did this. he can’t help but think about how cute you are.

💌 “you’re so stupid, you know that?” and yet, the opposite comes out of his mouth.

💌 but again, must i remind you not to worry?

💌 the next few moments are absolute heaven - Iwaizumi pulls your face towards his, and kisses you hard.

💌 damn, he’s been waiting for this.

OSAMU

💌 this would be something neither of you are expecting-

💌 it’s actually atsumu who set up the entire thing lmaooo

💌 the three of you usually walk home together after volleyball practice, but atsumu had faked being sick and went home early, leaving just osamu and yourself.

💌 whilst walking, you get a message from atsumu, a video.

💌 and you play it out loud of course, not expecting it to be something like this:

💌 “why can’t friends just kiss each other?”

💌 cue the awkward stares and silent curses of atsumu‘s name.

💌 you want to think of something, anything to say that will get osamu’s mind away from the words he just heard.

💌 but unlucky for us, our brains always run out on us when we need ‘em most, right?

💌 in the end, it’s osamu who breaks the silence.

💌 “well, why can’t we?”

💌 “there’s no rule against it...”

💌 “should we...”

💌 “I’m okay with it if you are?”

💌 the kiss is one of those which start off as simple pecks, but get all crazy after that 😳

💌 you know you can’t get too carried away though, being in the middle of the street and all.

💌 osamu takes you to his house instead of dropping you home, and atsumu can’t help but smirk victoriously at the sight of your bruised lips.

💌 looks like you got a lil’ bit carried away after all

💌 instead of thanking his matchmaker brother, you opt for giving him the finger.

💌 osamu’s pretty content with that solution too, so it’s all good!

TSUKISHIMA

💌 your mind immediately wanders to Tsukishima the moment you discover this Tiktok sound.

💌 things will either go really well, or really bad. and of course, you’re hoping for the latter.

💌 tsukishima’s a smart dude, and will immediately notice something is up the moment you pull out your phone and start grinning ear to ear.

💌 “what are you doing?” he really doesn’t waste time.

💌 “hey, do a tiktok with me.”

💌 “absolutely not.”

💌 but he doesn’t stop you when you set up your camera and press the three second countdown.

💌 when the question pops up, tsukishima is lowkey shocked

💌 like, what did i just hear? 👁👄👁

💌 you’re laughing your ass off at his reaction, but tsukishima wouldn’t be tsukishima if he allowed others to openly laugh at him in his presence or at all for that matter

💌 he gives you one of those “shut up” kisses :)

💌 and suddenly, the tables have turned, and he’s the one who’s making fun of your reaction!

BOKUTO

💌 bokuto’s actually the one who introduces you to the trend

💌 the hilarious thing is, he didn’t even mean it as a confession, he just wanted to show you one video which he found particularly cute!

💌 he’s super excited about it, so while he’s taking a break during practice, he whips out his phone from his bag, and shows you the video.

💌 it gets your heart pumping QUICKLY fr-

💌 you’re not actually sure how to react tbh. you know that there’s a chance bokuto was just showing it to you because he thought it was cute, not because he was indirecting the fact that the two of you should actually kiss.

💌 but my guy akaashi has got your back :D

💌 “bokuto-san, does that mean you would like to kiss y/n as well, seeing as she’s your friend?”

💌 “...hey, hey, hey! dude, you’re right!”

💌 bokuto does not hesitate-

💌 pulls you towards him, then tilts his head just right so that he can kiss you.

💌 it’s over in an instant, there’s literally no time to react.

💌 he isn’t trying even a little bit to hide the smile on his face.

💌 “i’ll give you more later, i have to go back to practice now, yeah?”

HOSHIUMI

💌 another one who knows his way around Tiktok - chances are, he found the trend before you did.

💌 hoping that you’ll understand why he’s calling it his new favourite trend, and get the hint that likes you and wants you to confess that way!!

💌 spoiler alert: you’re going to do it.

💌 the whole thing goes down during one of your weekend sleepovers.

💌 it’s three am, both of you are dead tired, and you’ve decided that you want a kiss before you head to sleep.

💌 loud enough for him to hear, not loud enough for his parents to wake up, you play the sound.

💌 “what? you— y/n!!”

💌 this cutie can’t even form words, he’s that happy!

💌 does not waste any more time trying to speak - he’s sure that you’d rather be kissing him.

💌 and you would :)

💌 hoshiumi starts off by placing kisses all over your face and neck, purposely avoiding your lips.

💌 because that’s his final prize, of course!

💌 it feels like forever has passed, before your lips finally touch his.

💌 it’s amazing, it’s sweet, it’s heartwarming, it’s all the synonyms which you can possibly come up with for those three words.

💌 the two of you fall asleep, legs tangled and all.

💌 his parents most likely have at least heard of tiktok. don’t know the trend specifically, but know that their son has finally managed to get himself a beautiful girlfriend! ❤️

KUROO

💌 here we go,,

💌 this whole situation is like a total accident.

💌 you were just scrolling through your for you page like we all do, when you came across the original video.

💌 “why can’t friends just kiss?”

💌 kuroo’s head turns so fast when he hears it.

💌 hasn’t seen the trend himself, but thank you to the man who made it, you’ve given kuroo an opportunity to kiss his crush 🙏

💌 “you know, that man is talking sense.”

💌 he’s smirking, he’s wiggling his eyebrows in a suggestive manner, and you’re trying to keep it together.

💌 don’t freak out, don’t freak out, don’t freak out

💌 “maybe we should kiss. like right now, and prove that friends are indeed allowed to kiss?”

💌 you’d like that, wouldn’t you? :))

💌 and so, when he leans in, you do absolutely nothing to stop him!

OIKAWA

💌 flipping heck, he’s so pretty

💌 soo...

💌 do 👏 this 👏 trend 👏 with 👏 him 👏 please 👏 and 👏 thank you............👏

💌 oikawa absolutely adores Tiktok, so you can bet your ass he knows about it.

💌 of course, doing something like this takes GUTS. confessing to anyone is a pretty difficult thing to do, especially with a good friend!

💌 you decide to confide in Iwaizumi in the matter, you know you can trust him not to say anything until after the big day.

💌 someone you can’t trust with a secret as big as this, is Matsukawa.

💌 accidentally overheard the convo between you and Iwaizumi, and thought it would be hilarious to accidentally spill the tea to his majesty.

💌 who is absolutely excited, by the way.

💌 when the big day arrives, you’re nervous as hell, and so is he.

💌 things go wrong, oh so wrong.

💌 oikawa’s sitting beside you on the couch. as soon as you take your eyes away from the tv and start paying attention to your phone, he starts watching.

💌 you don’t actually notice, too busy trying to calm yourself down.

💌 and then...

💌 before you even get to press play on the sound, oikawa is turning your head and pressing his lips against yours.

💌 it’s one of those simple, yet expertly executed kisses, the kind which makes you unable to open your eyes for a few seconds.

💌 “you uh...didn’t play the sound.”

💌 “you didn’t give me a chance to, idiot.”

💌 he’s just silly like that but i think i speak for everything when i say we wuv him sm 🥺

USHIJIMA

💌 Ushijima takes volleyball seriously, and he takes his studies seriously too.

💌 he’s been tutoring you for about one and a half hours now, and what the hell you’re so tired.

💌 but according to waka-baby, you haven’t done enough to deserve a break!

💌 (it’s true, you’ve only done about 3 questions since the topic is so boring lol)

💌 BUT THAT IS MOST DEFINITELY NOT THE POINT!

💌 begging and grovelling doesn’t work on Ushijima. and that’s when you think - what about Tiktoks?

💌 specifically the trend which has friends becoming lovers through a kiss after a single question.

💌 when Ushijima goes up to the counter to ask for more coffee, you take out your phone and quickly search for the sound.

💌 he’s not impressed by your choice to do this, but he forgets about that once he hears those sweet, sweet words.

💌 stays silent at first, as if in deep thought.

💌 “if i agree to this, will you get some work done?”

💌 “how about you agree to this, because you like me?”

💌 you used confidence! it was super effective!

💌 ushijima allows you to kiss him, and to him, your smile is brighter than the freaking sun.

💌 “lets get back to work.”

💌 but you and him both know that neither of you will be able to concentrate now :)

ATSUMU

💌 osamu’s the one who shows you the Tiktok. passed it on through kita, who’s just knowledgeable about everything??

💌 but are you sure you want to do this?

💌 h e c k y e s ☐ f r i c k n o ☒

💌 just kidding!!

💌 after showing you the video, osamu, the better twin, enlightened you about the fact that atsumu was planning to do the trend on you!

💌 cute, awh 🥺

💌 unlucky for him, you beat him to it! sorry not sorry

💌 you make your move the day before he wanted to make his.

💌 you play the sound, lowkey excited to see atsumu’s look of surprise.

💌 but...there isn’t one?

💌 what’s? going?? on???

💌 “‘you got played baby girl. ‘samu showed you the trend on purpose, and lied about me wanting to do the trend. all so that you’d be the first to admit that you like me.”

💌 he’s a little kid stuck in a teenager’s body, please forgive him.

💌 gives you one kiss for the sake of the video, and about twenty for messing around with you :))

[azucanela]

1. FAKE DATING / ENGAGEMENT | TODOROKI SHOUTO

1K CELEBRATION MASTERLIST

SUMMARY: Dating his publicist out of pure practicality had been a pretty good bad idea, continuing to date his publicist because he was beginning to enjoy the perks of his —albeit fake— relationship was an ever better bad idea. Proposing to said publicist because he wanted to anger his father was just a bad idea in general, but hey, the look on Endeavor’s face was worth it.  

WORD COUNT: 2.7k

WARNINGS: kissing, enji todoroki deserves a warning, t

A/N: hehe shoto and a two for one

It had started out as something to piss off his father, if Shouto was honest. 

Shouto was now an upcoming Pro Hero that was rising through the charts, and Enji had been trying to mend his relationship with the rest of his family for a while now. This was something Fuyumi strongly supported seeing as she’d suggested hosting a weekly family dinner ever since Shouto was in his second year at UA. 

He hated those dinners if he was honest, but Shouto attended them out of courtesy for his sister. Natsuo wasn’t as polite as he could’ve been but Shouto found it entertaining to watch as he made several passive aggressive comments, much to Fuyumi’s dismay.

Shouto couldn’t help but feel the need to defy his father as well, in his own way. Which is why he brought along Y/N L/N, a young, quirkless, businesswoman he’d met during his second year at UA. She’d gotten into the the UA business course, and now served as a publicist on his team. Asking her to pretend to be his girlfriend was a rather... difficult task, but he managed to convince her fairly easily since they were close friends and she seemed to notice how much his father pestered him. Inviting her to one of these weekly dinners had probably been the biggest mistake he’d ever made.

That dinner had a lot of tension. 

As far as the Todoroki Family knew, Shouto had been dating Y/N for two years, and things were very serious between the two. Which is probably the reason why Enji felt the need to retaliate by beginning to invite other young Pro Heroes to the dinners, ones that seemed to have an interest in Shouto. Shortly after that, Y/N began to attend the weekly dinners more frequently, and Shouto had a feeling he was in too far when they kissed for the first time and he enjoyed it. 

Now, Shouto always had a feeling that Enji disliked Y/N, but he’d never outright expressed those feelings. Until now, that is.

“Excuse me?” 

Enji brought a hand to his temple as he inhaled deeply, “Shouto, you can’t tell me you intend to spend your life with your quirkless publicist.” 

Shouto scoffed at his words, eyes cold as he met Enji’s stare, “that’s what this is about? The fact that she’s quirkless? You can’t be serious.”

This was supposed to be a nice little family vacation, something Fuyumi had once again suggested. Shouto had brought along Y/N, feeling that he owed her some sort of enjoyable experience for putting her through the hell that was his family. It was a nice beach house, large enough that she could easily avoid his family while enjoying the perks of the it all. Not that Y/N needed to avoid his family, Natsuo and Fuyumi actually liked her quite a bit, Enji on the other hand? Well, this seemed to be Enji Todoroki’s version of an intervention.

“Shouto, you have potential-”

The room grows as cold as Shouto glares, “Y/N is one of the most impressive people I know, and if you think the fact that she’s quirkless discredits anything she’s done, then you haven’t changed at all.” He practically slams his glass onto the table beside him as he rises from his seat, heading towards the exit of the room. 

“This conversation isn’t over Shouto.”

No, it was done, very, very, very done. Because Shouto already had a plan. A very irrational, illogical, reckless plan that would likely prove to be a very big mistake.

Y/N on the other hand, had just gotten started on her daily routine. Stretching her arms above the bed she and Shouto had been forced to share in order to keep up the illusion that they were a couple. Though he’d already woken up it appeared, normally they’d both still be in bed, seeing as this was a vacation. Y/N didn’t mind sharing a bed with him if she was honest, in fact, Shouto was the perfect person to sleep beside because of his quirk. 

She didn’t mind any of this arrangement, and maybe that was a problem. 

The last thing Y/N had expected from Shouto was a request for a fake girlfriend, he’d explained how he though he should probably inform her of his plan seeing as she was his publicist. Y/N had been in shock as he continued to say he had a few people he was thinking about asking, only for Y/N to shut down the idea entirely. 

There were far too many variables, what if the person he selected exposed him for the false relationship later on in his career, what if they were bad at keeping secrets, what if they weren’t up for all the false acts of love, even worse what if they did fall in love with him?

Shouto saw the solution as having Y/N become his fake girlfriend.

And for some reason, Y/N found herself agreeing. Because she would never expose the fact that the relationship had been a lie the whole time, not when it was her job to preserve Shouto’s image. And she was perfectly okay with false displays of affection, she would surely never fall in love with Shouto Todoroki. He was her boss, and her close friend, developing feelings for him, or anyone else for that matter, just wasn’t in her cards.  

She kinda sorta failed. 

Now, Fuyumi would not stop giving her false hope, speaking of how she’d never seen Shouto so happy, how she was jealous of the way he looked at her when she wasn’t paying attention, the girl had even suggested that Shouto would propose soon.

If only she knew that this entire relationship was a petty lie, made to get back at the Pro Hero Endeavor for his not so subtle attempts at finding Shouto a partner that would likely create a... powerful grandchild to say the least. Y/N just so happened to be the most convenient person to anger the man, seeing as she was quirkless and all. 

Y/N was too busy glaring at the ceiling to hear the door unlock, lost in her thoughts, though she didn’t fail to hear the sound of the door slamming shut. Raising her brow, Y/N shifted in the bed to face the door to the room she and Shouto had claimed, which could be compared to a hotel suite. 

Shouto had moved straight to the dresser across from the bed, where his wallet, keys and a discarded tie from the dinner reservations they’d attended last night, were. Y/N propped herself up on her forearms in an attempt to get a better look at him as he grabbed his wallet and keys, shoving them into his pockets. “Shouto what are you doing?” 

He turned around almost instantly, and Y/N didn’t fail to notice the crease between his brows, though it disappeared almost instantly when he saw her. “Did I wake you?” Was his response, voice quiet as he watched her.

“You didn’t answer my question, Sho.” 

He’s silent for a moment, and Y/N wonders if he’s simply ignoring her question, though he moves closer to the bed, and Y/N watches as he takes a seat at the edge of it. “I’m going out.” 

“Can I come?” Y/N is sitting up, just for Shouto to grab her shoulder and gently push her back down.

There’s a small smile on his face as he shakes his head, “go back to bed.”

Y/N rolled her eyes, bringing her hand over his, “I happen to like hanging out with you.” She averts his gaze, which is now fixated on her, “also your family scares me.”

She can see him frown from the corner of her eyes, and Y/N is about to assure him that she’s joking, when his interlocks with his, removing them from her shoulder and laying them down in her lap as he practically examines them. The intimate action distracts her, though it’s become more frequent for Shouto to do things like this even when they are alone. Shouto’s hands are fidgeting with her own when he finally speaks, “do I scare you?” And he sounds almost scared of what her reply might be.

“No.” The answer comes without thought, and immediately after the question leaves his mouth, causing Shouto to look back up at her. “Never.”

Shouto’s eyes meet hers and Y/N can’t really decipher the look on his face, but that doesn’t really matter since his hands drop hers as he brings them to her face, only to pull her into a kiss. 

It was by no means the first time they’d kissed, but it was definitely different. The first kiss was practically oozing hesitation, gentleness, and it was purely because Enji hadn’t stopped glaring at Y/N the entire night she’d been at the dinner table. This was harsh, firm, as though he had something to prove. Y/N can feel the anger he was radiating when he entered the room, but the weirdest part of the kiss is how intimate it was. Because they’d never been in private when they kissed, everything was public, to portray the likeness of a real couple.

Y/N can’t help it when her hands find their way to Shouto’s arms, gripping them tightly as she kisses back with equal fervor. This only seems to encourage Shouto’s sudden action as he gently lays her back onto the bed, one hand slipping behind her to her back, pressing her body closer to his. Y/N’s hand begins to move up his arm and to the nape of his neck, threading into Shouto’s hair as she pulls him closer.

This was very different.

Shouto pulls away, head moving to her neck to press a kiss against it before exhaling deeply as they remained like that for a moment, before Shouto separated himself from her, “I’ll be back.”

Y/N is still laying in the bed in shock at what just happened, but when she hears the door close, she finds herself feeling tempted to scream into her pillow because what the hell just happened? There was no reason to be so... intimate in the privacy of their room, and Shouto seemed to be seething with anger when he initially entered. And there was only one thing that could’ve set Shouto off.

His father, they must’ve had a conversation already, but so early in the morning? Y/N hadn’t seen Shouto so angry since... ever.  Now, if Shouto was honest he didn’t know what possessed him to head to the jeweler he saw on their way to the beach, but here he was. Was Shouto prepared to propose purely because his father had insinuated that his —fake— relationship wouldn’t last? Yes. Did he potentially have actual feelings for Y/N? Shouto wasn’t sure. He’d never been in an actual relationship, but he’d also never felt this way.

It was horrifying. The way his heart seemed to pick up speed whenever she was around, the way his right side, the side that created ice, seemed to heat up. Or the odd flutter in his stomach whenever she smiled at him, the way he never wanted to let go once she wrapped her arms around him. 

Maybe proposing wasn’t the best idea, proposing without informing Y/N he intended to propose was probably an even worse idea, but Shouto wasn’t really thinking as he made his unlocked the door of the beach house. 

Looking back on it, he definitely should’ve told Y/N but the look on his father’s face, the pure astonishment‚ and maybe even disgust, was fantaastic Along with the claps and cheers from the strangers on the boardwalk, the support from his siblings, well it was worth it. Worth the anger that Y/N was now displaying, very clearly. She didn’t seem to mind earlier when he’d gotten down on one knee, in fact, she’d started crying, though Shouto supposed this was just another part of their act. God, he wished it wasn’t an act. 

“Shouto, what the hell was that?” 

She’d forced him to take a seat on the bed they’d spoken on earlier, and though Shouto probably should’ve been paying more attention to her words, his eyes had been glued to her hand, particularly her ring finger. “A proposal.”

“Yes! A proposal we did not discuss, at all, might I add.” Y/N ran her fingers through her hair, tugging at the roots as she inhaled deeply, “Shouto you don’t just, propose to someone out of nowehere—”

His brows furrow at this, “my understanding was that most proposals are spontaneous.”

Y/N groans, turning away from him momentarily in a last ditch attempt to collect herself. If Y/N was honest, she was finding herself getting more and more caught up in their lies, when he got down on one knee, she almost forgot that everything between them was fake.

Almost. 

“Yes, that’s true.” She mumbles, turning back to face him, “however, that’s for real couples. Every aspect of this relationship is planned because this isn’t a relationship, it’s more like— like a contract. And we agreed to have a fake break up within the next two months.” She vividly recalled the discussion, Shouto had randomly become distant, avoiding her calls despite the fact that it was her job to speak within him. When he’d finally approached her, he told her they needed to plan their break up soon.

The only part of this relationship that wasn’t planned or staged was probably that moment they had together earlier that day. 

Shouto isn’t saying anything, in fact, he looks rather deep in thought, and Y/N can’t help the frustration that bubbles up inside her as she stares at him, awaiting a response. “Shouto, are you even listening to me?”

His eyes flicker upwards, meeting hers. Y/N can see them soften, and the look on his face effectively halts her pacing. Shouto takes this as a chance to grab her hand, rubbing gentle circles onto it as he speaks, “I’m always listening to you.” He shuts his eyes temporarily, breathing deeply before looking back up at her, “what if I don’t want us to plan things anymore?”

Y/N finds herself feeling breathless as she replies, “what?” She clears her throat, “what do you mean, Shouto?”

“I don’t want to plan things.” He repeats, fingers toying with the ring she now dawned on her left hand, eyes fixated on the jewel that Y/N had a feeling was ridiculously expensive. “And I don’t want a contract.”

Confusion floods Y/N as she watches him, nothing he did today had made sense. That moment on the bed that he’d initiated, the proposal, this. Shouto just wasn’t making sense and Y/N was becoming desperate, desperate to understand what exactly he was trying to say. “Then what do you want?”

He’s silent for a moment, contemplating his next words, Shouto wonders if she feels the same way. But he’d once made a promise to her, to be honest and transparent throughout this entire arrangement they had, and Shouto kept his promises, especially if they were to her. 

So he replied, “you.” Looking up at Y/N, he could see the shock, the confusion on her face, “I want you.” He straightens in his seat on the bed, “for real.” 

He expects her to tear her hand from his, maybe rip the ring off her finger and throw it at him. Perhaps it’s dramatic, but he also expects her to ridicule him for desiring her, for wanting an actual relationship. It wouldn’t be in Y/N’s nature, he knows this, but maybe a brutal rejection would make it hurt less. 

Instead, Y/N nods slowly, allowing a shaky breath to escape her as she brings her hands to his face, “guess I’m marrying into quite the family.” She mumbles, before pressing her lips to his.

This is good. Yeah, this was good.

A/N: yeah idk kasdkashd this is unedited so oops if its bad

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Bakugou todoroki and kirishima with a s/o who ended up being the mole 👀

Bakugou, Todoroki, Kirishima x Traitor!GN!Reader: Mole

TW: angst, cursing, breakup (implied), betrayal, injury mention, broken leg mention

A/N: hehe y’all KNOW i love angst 💞

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Bakugou

You know how it’s really hard for him to open up? Yeah, once he knows you’re the mole he’s even more closed off to people

He beats himself up about it. He should’ve known you were the mole. The two of you seemed so close. He should’ve known

Trains twice as hard so he can take you down himself and make you pay for his broken heart

When he found out you were the mole, tears actually gathered in his eyes as he yelled at you, cursing every other word, promising you would never trick him again

He’s one of the people who actually catches you and turns you in

He wouldn’t care if you tried to talk him out of it. You broke his heart. You lied you him. You’re a villain. He can’t forgive you

Bakugou lay on the ground across from you. His leg was broken by fallen debris of UA. You stood, your face stoic to hide the tears in your eyes. It hadn’t been part of the plan to fall in love with Bakugou, but you had. The most crushing part was you knew he would never join you. His sense of justice was too strong for that.

“(Y/N)! You coward! You fucking bastard! I can’t believe you! You fucking used me!! You never fucking loved me!!” He yelled at you.

“I love you. I never lied about that.” You said. The tears threatened to fall, but you willed them to stay back.

“And now you’re taunting me! Get the fuck out of my sight! If I ever see you again, I will defeat you, you hear me!! You’ll never win again, not if I can help if you heartless bitch! Get the fuck away from me.” He said. It hurt to hear your love say such words, but a part of you always knew this would happen.

“If that’s what you want.” You said, walking away. You stopped for a second, debating on telling him how much you really loved him, but you kept walking. You knew nothing would change.

Todoroki

This would fuck him up so badly

He would never be able to trust again. Like, Bakugou might be able to find love again. Todoroki would never be able to

He would have a hard time giving his heart to anyone because what if they were lying? What if they were using him like you or his father?

You can yell and scream that you always loved him all you want, he won’t believe you. He would never go after you like Bakugou. It would hurt too much

He has the highest potential for being a villain due to- MAJOR SPOILER FOR THE MANGA

It’s highly unlikely because he seems to have a defined sense of justice, but it’s not off the table

Todoroki stared at you. He couldn’t move. He felt he was frozen to the ground. There you stood, next to Dabi, happily taking down pro heroes. You stopped when you caught his eye.

“Sho-“

“Stay away from he!” He yelled, tears streaming down his face. For every step forward you took, he would take two back. You stopped and frowned at him.

“I’m not going to hurt you.” You said. He couldn’t believe you. Every fiber in his body told him to run, but he couldn’t. He just shook his head. “I’ve never lied about loving you. You’re my everything.”

“You used me.” He said, his voice shaky. You shook your head.

“I never did. You meant so much to me, Shoto. I dated you because I loved you. I never did anything to hurt you-“

“You’re hurting me right now.” He said. You felt your heart tighten. By the look on his face, you knew he was right. All of this was too much for him. “Please, just go away.” You didn’t acknowledge his plea. Instead, you turned around and left him shaking and crying as UA burned.

Kirishima

He was heartbroken when he found out that you were the traitor. It would take a very long time before he was healed. Honestly, he never got over you. There will always a piece of him that belongs to you

After he found out, he would not want to see you. He would avoid any mention of you

He often laments about the good old days when everything was perfect and you were good

You know he’ll never become a villain. He would forgive you though if you became a good person. He would practically run to you if you did

After a few years, he wants nothing more than to capture you. He wants to bring you in so you can hopefully see the light and change

When this fight does happen, you can’t get a reaction out of him. He’s stone faced, trying to control his emotions and tears

Kirishima strained against the weight of the rubble. He was holding up a piece of wall that threatened to crush some unconscious students. He was the only thing between them and death.

“Kirishima.” You called out to him. He looked up to see you across the way, standing in front of a wall of blue flame.

“(Y/N)....” He mumbled, tears coming to his eyes. “How could you?”

“There’s not enough time. I have to leave, but I couldn’t before talking to you.” You said.

“What could you possibly say to me?” He said, face dark.

“I wanted to tell you that I love you. I always have and I always will. I never lied about my feelings for you. You are the most important person in my life. Please, come with us. We can make the world a better place! We need more people with your heart, Kirishima.” You said. He looked away.

“I can’t believe this. You’re just going to run away with your tail between your legs after all this? Do you even know how many people you hurt?” He turned back to you. “But it’s not too late. I know it isn’t. You can still be good, (Y/N)! I know you can!” You smiled sadly at him.

“We’ll never see eye-to-eye. I know you don’t trust me, but I will make it a better place. I love you, Kiri.” You said. Kirishima looked away as the sobs built up in his chest. He couldn’t say it back. He couldn’t.

[bunnyywritings]

“i’m right here

mezo shoji x gn!reader

[a/n: I wrote this sunday when I was having a horrid day so I revised it a bit but here’s a self indulgent comfort fic i wrote whilst I was sobbing hehe oh and it’s a little short, sorry - yours truly, bunnyy -`ღ´-] 

Shoji panicked a little when you hadn’t shown up for dinner but once he asked around, Bakugou said you packed dinner into a bento and went up to the roof.

He had been friends with you ever since the entrance exam. He scooped you up in his arms and saved you from the falling robot that you had just destroyed. It wasn’t until recently that he was starting to realize that he cared and thought of you in a way that a friend wouldn’t.

The view from the the dorm rooftop was calming. The way the lights of the city sparkles against the stark darkness of the night. The stars twinkles just a tiny bit above the smog of the city.

Sighing, you looked down. Your feet dangling frond the edge of the building where you were sat. One little push, and you’d fall.

Making it up to the roof, Shoji slowly approached.

“Hey (y/n), I was looking for you.” He spoke softly as to not scare you, he didn’t want you falling over or anything. He noticed that you were wearing a hoodie he thought he had lost, not that he minded but it was making his heart do little flips. 

“Hey Shoji...” He frowned at how crestfallen you sounded. Glancing at the open bento next to you that was half-eaten and most likely cold and it made him worried. He had noticed that you seemed to not be doing well lately. Aizawa had called you out during class a few times for not paying attention, you were putting up less of a fight during training, and you were smiling less.

Oh how he missed your smile. Your genuine smile. Not the one that you put on when you were talking to somebody. That one was fake.

“Are you okay?”

That simple question made your eyes widen. Usually you’d just lie and go on your merry way but not with him. The warmth in his voice made your eyes water.

“I’m fine.” You were choked up and he didn’t want to overwhelm you by pressing the question further but just as he was about to change the subject, you repeated it. 

“I’m fine....I-I’m fine.” You exhaled shallowly. “I-I’m f-fine.” He watched as you slowly got up from where you sat and turned to him, eyes widening when he saw the tears cascading down your cheeks shine in the moonlight. A mirthful smile on your lips. “I’m fine.” 

You hung your head, throwing all shame out the window and allowing the sobs to come out freely. “I’m not fine Sho! I’m sad a-and I’m t-tired! But I have amazing friends, I go to one of the top hero schools, I get closer and closer to being a pro hero every single day!” Your voice was hoarse and full of pain. “I’m doing my work-study under someone who was in the top ten for crying out loud!” Your entire body felt weak and was shaking uncontrollably, ultimately causing you to fall to your knees. “S-so why?” You looked up and gazed longingly into his eyes. “Why do I feel this way?” His heart broke. He was devastated that he couldn’t answer your question. 

Dropping the snacks, he rushed over to you and dropped to his knees in front of you without any hesitation and wrapped you up in his arms, pulling you into his lap. 

Feeling yourself being pulled into his lap, you rested your hands on his chest and clutched onto his shirt. 

“I’m sorry that I don’t have an answer for you. I wish I did, I truly do.” His heart clenched when he felt you bury your face into the crook of his neck and he could feel your tears wet his skin. “But what I can tell you is that, what you’re feeling is okay. Whatever you’re feeling is valid. We’ve been through a lot for kids our age, we’ve experienced more danger and trauma than most pros. It’s normal to feel sad and tired but you know you can come to me whenever you’re feeling this way...right? I’m always gonna be here for you.” a muffled yes came from you before he softly pulled you away from him. 

A sad smile made it’s way to your lips once more as you reached out and brushed his hair away from his eyes, running your fingers through the soft strands. You could tell that he had showered before dinner, the smell of his eucalyptus and mint shampoo comforting to you. 

“C-can you close your eyes for me, (y/n)?” You had done so without hesitation. There was some movement but you waited patiently because you trusted Shoji with your life and you knew that he’d never do anything to harm you. Jumping a bit when you felt him cup your jaw and his forehead resting against yours. 

“I uh...” As he took time to take a deep breath, you took the time to appreciate the fullness of his unfiltered voice. Usually, you heard him speak from the mouth on one of his arms or from behind his mask. “I really love you, (y/n). In a way that a friend shouldn’t.” You could feel his fingers trembling against your skin. 

“I love you too Sho, not in a friend way either.” You smiled softly. Your heart beating erratically in your chest. 

“Can I show you?” 

“Yes, you can...” There was a second or two that went by before you felt his lips against yours. It was a quick peck before he came back and properly melding his lips to yours. Mouths moving slowly, conveying the feelings that words couldn’t. Regrettably, the both of you had slowly separated seeing as oxygen is a necessity. Your eyes had started to twitch, wanting so desperately to open but you held yourself back. You knew about and respected why he had always wore a mask so you waited patiently for him to put it back on. 

“You can open your eyes.” 

Relieved, you opened your eyes. Quickly looking away and shutting them once more. “I’m sorry! I thought you had it back on!” 

“It’s okay.” His chuckle catching you off guard. “You can look.” 

Preparing yourself, you slowly opened your eyes and looked at him. A blush rising to your cheeks and the tips of your ears. 

“Y-you’re hot.” You gasped, covering your mouth with your hand. “Did I just say that out loud?”

“You did.” The blush on his cheeks was adorable as he sheepishly scratched his cheek. You were in disbelief, eyes starting to water once more which caused him to panic. 

“Wha-”

“I’m sorry. I just can’t believe you trusted me enough to take off your mask.” You giggled, wiping your tears and cupping his jaw just like he had to you. “Can I kiss you again?” 

“Yeah.” He blushed before leaning forward and meeting your lips once more. 

After that kiss, your beautiful smile peeked out once more. 

From that moment on, he promised to protect you and make you flash him that smile as much as possible.