#kendou rappa

[touyas-multi-purpose-saline]

DAY XIX. — FACE-SITTING

cw: Face-Sitting, Teasing, Attempt at Humor, Fem! Reader. 18+ Only!

author's note: This is for a good friend of mine! I hope you guys enjoy. I think Rappa's very funny.

word count: Approximately 1.2k words.

The door nearly slams off of its hinges, creaking and swaying haphazardly, before a large figure trudges in and closes it—albeit not gently at all. You would have nearly jumped out of your skin, but you’re used to this by now. An aggravated sigh rings around the room before the lumbering figure starts stalking closer. You swivel around on your office chair, hands steepled and brows raised. 

“Everything okay, Kendou?” 

Another sigh of frustration. 

“No. Of course not.” 

Kendou’s answer is curt, and it translates into his movements. He’s quick to tear his mask off and toss it towards a bedside table, and his gloves are clicking and following immediately after. You rise out of your seat carefully, sure not to make too much noise because Kendou becomes a little mean and cold whenever he gets agitated and pissed off. You would tease him usually, but he seems unusually mad. Whenever he notices that you’re approaching him, Kendou’s shoulders sag a little and he meets you halfway. He exhales, but there’s no emotion behind it, and he clasps his hands. 

“Sorry. It’s nothing that you did. I was just tryna do what Overhaul said, but I got duped.” 

You tilt your head, reaching out and placing a gentle hand on Kendou’s forehead. 

“What happened?” 

Finally, Kendou sweeps his hands out in a grand gesture before he flings his body backwards, groaning the entire way down. His back connects to the bed that oh-so thankfully happened to be behind him, and the springs scream out in protest before his body bounces heavily a few times. He’s like jelly, and the sight of it makes your eyes bulge out of your head. Your mouth is open, ready to question him until— 

“It’s that damn new Overhaul’s girl. Everybody thinks she’s Quirkless, but I know the truth! It’s unbelievable the things I’ve seen.” 

Oh, this again. Kendou has ranted about Overhaul’s new sweet thing multiple times now. You’ve not had the pleasure to meet her personally, but you’re not really sure you want to. Apparently she’s managed to convince everyone pretty well… or perhaps Kendou’s just hallucinating. 

“Yes, you’ve mentioned her quite a bit lately. What did she do this time?” 

A strange mix between a strangle laugh and a choked sob reverberates in the back of his throat before he wails his answer out boisterously. 

“Those three blond boys again! She keeps summoning them! And she’s using them to slip past me to escape. The bathtub. The bathtub!” 

You blink. 

“Right, yeah. How could I forget the bathtub?” 

You shift your eyes because you’re not sure what response to supply, but Kendou just emits another strange sound and waves his hands around. 

“Forget the dame! I need some stress relief, babe.” 

Immediately you face him again. 

“Oh?” 

Kendou’s hands flop back down. 

“Yeah. Sit on my face right now.” 

The way Kendou doesn’t ask lets you know that he’s serious, so you don’t even attempt to refute him. He’s impatient, so you’re not even going to have a chance to hop in the shower or anything, so you just wince slightly before you start to peel your clothes off. Kendou tilts his head up a little so that he can watch, and you make sure to wipe the wince off and give him a coy little smile before you teasingly remove your top. Your bra easily catches along, and both articles of clothing are on the floor before your thumbs hook underneath the band of your bottoms and you start to sashay your hips while you lower them down your thighs. They fall the rest of the way to your ankles, but you don’t stop twirling your hips the entire way. Your hands are trailing up your belly whenever you casually step out of your bottoms and stalk towards him. 

Kendou’s already hard—you can see his erection straining against his baggy jeans the closer you approach. Seeing his cock already pulsing to life has electricity tingling underneath your nerves, so you pick up the pace. Your hands are on Kendou’s knees before you tap your fingertips against their curves, and then you start to fondle up his thighs while you crawl up and over him. Kendou loosely lets his hands splay across you, feeling and caressing whatever flesh he can while you cross him. It makes you bite your lip, one incisor poking out and the other rubbing against your mouth. His calloused hands feel terrific on you, the way they hiss, the way they feel so heavy and real against you, the way he grabs you. Kendou’s got your blood boiling, and your coy smile turns a little predatory. You chuckle. 

“You’re so eager, big boy. Have you been thinking about this?” 

Kendou grunts.

“All damn day. I hate being assigned to her. You’re an angel compared to that.” 

His comment sends more thunderstorms crackling down your body, and you moan quietly before you start to shimmy up. You straighten, attempting to fluidly lock your legs around his shoulders and neck without looking awkward. Kendou watches you, those golden hues on his face brilliant and shining. You can see emotions brimming to life in those pools of honey, and you can’t help the heat that blooms in your heart and blossoms out to your groin. Another moan, and your palms are sensually rolling down your breasts, thumbs flicking pert jewels, and then down your abdomen before they reach Kendou’s jawline. He leans into your touch, chest heaving and breath speeding, and your smile returns to its kindness whenever you coo and start to cradle his face. 

“I’ve been daydreaming about having you all day, too, Kendou. Can’t believe we both get what we want.” 

You wink, and Kendou releases a genuine chuckle and he smiles. He looks so handsome, broad and chiseled, whenever he does, and you flutter. Your cunt clenches, and you can already feel glaze smearing along your cunt’s lips. 

“Like a dream come true, doll. Now c’mon, I hate waiting.” 

Impatient like always, but you don’t mind indulging him after such a rough and arduous day. Your toes curl in delight, so you lift up on your knees and slowly ease your way down onto the lower half of Kendou’s face. He soon disappears, lidded eyes open and glossy with excitement. Kendou’s gaze never leaves yours, and the intimacy has you gasping—especially whenever he kisses your cunt. He fondles your lips, pulling and tugging, letting his tongue slip out of his mouth to swipe a few loose licks. Gasps keep slipping out of you, so you bite the inner wall of your bottom lips and groan into sealed teeth. 

He’s fluid like always, kissing you in ways that you would have never thought possible until you met him. That eager tongue doesn’t waste any time cleaning you before his mouth shifts, catching your now throbbing clit into his maw. It’s too much, and you cry out. Both of your eyes squint in ecstasy, but you don’t miss the mirth and twinkle that sparks alive in Kendou’s gaze. You moan.

“Kendou, don’t you mess with me or I’ll—” 

He slurps, cutting you off, and you soon regret your words—

After all, he’s quite the hungry man. 

[lupines-slash-recs]

Rec: Diametrically Opposed by Slumber

Title: Diametrically Opposed Author: Slumber Canon: My Hero Academia Pairing: Kendou Rappa/Taishirou Toyomitsu Rating: Teen [PG] Word Count: 5,714 Summary: In which Fat takes on the responsibility of being Rappa’s probation officer, but accidentally ends up

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[number1villainstan]

Ok. I have a random question. Going on the basis that Rappa joined the Hassaikai before pops was put in a coma, how do you think the two would interact?

In my version of canon, at least, I honestly don't think they'd interact much at all--in my mind Pops knows very little about the Precepts/Kai's 'side' of the Hassaikai (or Kai at all). If they did interact, possibly through either Rappa wandering over to the 'main' Hassaikai base (as opposed to Kai's mostly-underground wing) or Pops wandering into Kai's wing, I think that he'd be kind of surprised and off-kilter from actually meeting someone Kai had taken under his wing, and from talking with Rappa about the rest of the Precepts would be a little surprised that they seem to be both so devoted to Kai and so...well, normal. Happy, even. Pops would probably end up reevaluating some of his assumptions about his adopted son, and Rappa would go back and tell the other Precepts about it and something about that--whether it was something Rappa said about Pops or what he said or Kai's reaction to finding out that Rappa talked to Pops--would probably make the rest of the Precepts seriously concerned.

As for personality, Rappa would probably think that Pops was boring and stuck-up, if nice about it, and Pops would likely be a bit overwhelmed from Rappa's boisterous-ness and general overbearing and enthusiastic presence. He'd also find Rappa's general dismissiveness of authority uncomfortable and yet morbidly impressive, and wonder just how someone like that could live as long as he has underneath Chisaki's command. They wouldn't be antagonistic towards each other, but I don't think they'd like each other as people.

[deusvervewrites]

Uncle Might x Uncle Rappa x Mighty Vigilante:

Yagi and Kendou go out doing... boy stuff... pretty often.

It's good that they're getting along :D

[ao3feed-kiribaku]

Redemption of the Hero of Azmarin

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/30lxKHh by crocus (azaIea) “Pay up,” Bakugou translated again. “He doesn’t do shit for free.” Tetsutetsu’s jaw dropped. “Wha—how much?” Eijirou considered it for a moment, then held up three fingers. “Oh,” Tetsutetsu looked relieved. “3 gold?” With a growing smile, Eijirou shook his head. He held up two fists. “Three hundred?!” Tetsutetsu shrieked. ___________________________ Kirishima gets a request from a familiar face, and it's one he can't possibly refuse. He and Bakugou head across the border to face another impossible challenge. Words: 7087, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 2 of Inured Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Midoriya Izuku, Ashido Mina, Kaminari Denki, Sero Hanta, Rappa Kendou, Shuuzenji Chiyo | Recovery Girl Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou Additional Tags: Quirk Accident (My Hero Academia), Fake/Pretend Relationship, Alternate Universe - Fantasy read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/30lxKHh

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A Death in the Family: A Hitoshi Shinsou Mystery

by Anon9876, EmoPikachu

Hitoshi Shinsou has never been much for caring, not since he got kicked off the force. You had to be a cynic to make it in his world. They called Los Angeles the City of Angels, but he knew for a fact that was a lie. His job now, as a private investigator, was to expose the misdeeds of others on behalf of the spiteful and jealous.

But when his old commanding officer is shot dead in some alley in what appears to be a mugging gone wrong, everything changes for the intrepid PI. He finds himself wrapped up in a conspiracy that stretches from the fanciest boardrooms in high-rise office buildings to the seediest speakeasies in the dangerous parts of town. Who is behind it all? What do they have to gain?

And most of all, who really shot Tensei Iida?

Words: 4721, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Shinsou Hitoshi, Iida Tenya, Toga Himiko, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Midoriya Izuku, Akaguro Chizome | Stain, Kirishima Eijirou, Yaoyorozu Momo, Death Arms (My Hero Academia), Snipe (My Hero Academia), Todoroki Shouto, Chisaki Kai | Overhaul, Yotsubashi Rikiya | Re-Destro, Hanabata Koukuu | Trumpet, Tokoname Tatsuyuki | Slidin' Go, Tengai Hekiji, Rappa Kendou, Shie Hassaikai | Eight Precepts of Death, Meta Liberation Army (My Hero Academia)

Relationships: Shinsou Hitoshi/Toga Himiko, Midoriya Izuku/Uraraka Ochako (background)

Additional Tags: Detective Noir, Private Investigator Hitoshi Shinsou, Alternate Universe - Police, Alternate Universe - Prohibition Era, Police Officer Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Police Officer Kirishima Eijirou, Police Officer Midoriya Izuku, Detective Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Detective Kirishima Eijirou, Detective Midoriya Izuku, Everyone's Police (Mostly), Alternate Universe - No Quirks (My Hero Academia), Journalist Todoroki Shouto, Conspiracy Theorist Todoroki Shouto, Organized Crime, Speakeasies, Addiction, Angst, Wowwwwwwwww A Noir Story is Angst!? I'm shocked, Drama & Romance, Romance, Femme Fatale, Labor Unions, Political Drama, Thriller, Surprisingly author is alive, his readers know exactly which fucker added that tag, Nothing in this fic necessarily reflects the political views of the authors, Except Nazis being bad

source: https://archiveofourown.org/works/63872965

[ren-shonen]

The U-Treasure rings in general have been pretty amusing.... Here are all the ones I could find with quotes on them:

Midoriya Izuku

"You looked like you needed saving" — to Katsuki during the sludge villain attack

"It's your power, isn't it?!" — to Todoroki during the Sports Festival

"Don't you say that you'd rather lose!" — to Katsuki during the final exam fight against All Might

"I kept chasing after you!" — to Katsuki during Deku vs Kacchan 2

"I won't let anyone die! I'll save you!" — to Eri during the fight with Chisaki

Bakugou Katsuki

"I'm gonna... ...beat you all!!" — to Izuku in front of UA following the first training battle

"I'll win. That's what it means to be a hero!" — during the final exam battle against All Might

"You stupid or something?" — after grabbing Kirishima's hand during the Kamino rescue

"It's an eyesore!" — to Izuku during Deku vs. Kacchan 2

"I will have complete victory in every fight." — to his team during the Joint Training Battle exercises with Class B

Todoroki Shouto

"I want... to be a hero, too!" — to Izuku during their Sports Festival fight

"The two of us will protect them!" — while facing off with Izuku against Stain

"Never forget who you want to become!" — to Iida during the fight against Stain

"In order to become who I want to be!" — to himself during the Joint Training Battle against Class B

"You can't fight, but we can." — to All Might before the fight against the Cider House Gang (immediately after he and Bakugou got their provisional licenses)

Kirishima Eijirou

"Come!" — to Bakugou during the Kamino rescue (...usually translated as "Come on!" for, uh, obvious reasons...)

"No regrets for me. Not anymore." — to himself during the fight against Rappa during the Shie Hassaikai raid.

Other character quotes

(no pictures for these because this post is already long enough ffs)

"But 'Deku' sounds like the Japanese word for 'You can do it!' so I kinda like it." — Ochako, to Izuku, walking home after the first day of class

"There's no telling what the future holds!" — Ochako, attempting to go after Izuku after hearing Sir Nighteye's prediction during the Shie Hassaikai raid

"Even unexpected circumstances are within expectations for me!" — Yaoyorozu Momo to Kendou Itsuka during the Joint Training Battle

"You wanna be a hero, don't you?" — Jirou Kyouka to Kouda Kouji during the final exam battle against Present Mic

"And don't go dissing my friends!" — Kaminari Denki to Seiji Shishikura (Meatball quirk kid) about Bakugou and Kirishima during the Provisional License Exam

"Just call me Tsuyu." — Asui Tsuyu to almost everybody in Class 1-A for most of the first two seasons

"Your own pace is fine." — Asui Tsuyu to Izuku during the USJ incident, when Izuku was struggling to call her by her given name

"I was quirkless, too." — All Might to Izuku after Izuku's Sports Festival fight against Todoroki

"That's Plus Ultra" — Aizawa Shouta to Class 1-A at the beginning of their first year

"Just watch me." — Endeavor at the Hero Billboard Chart JP ceremony

"I want to make it a world where heroes have too much time on their hands." — Hawks to Endeavor shortly before the High End Nomu attack

"I'll push you forward, Number One!!" — Hawks to Endeavor during the High End Nomu attack

"Once I'm wrapped up, I become one." — Bubaigawara Jin (Twice) to himself during his introduction monologue

"I will live a normal life, too." — Toga Himiko

"I will carry out the will of the Hero Killer." — Dabi during his introduction to the League of Villains

"So. Let's wreck it all at once!" — Shigaraki Tomura to Dr. Garaki at the beginning of the My Villain Academia arc

i don’t know whether to giggle and kick my feet or throw my hands up in exasperation. they made bkdk RINGS.

[touyas-multi-purpose-saline]

Could I request letter yarrow or zinnia of the yandere flower thing for Rappa? Though he seems more like a 'babe' and not 'darling' type akdjfsk -

Also lily for Overhaul would be SO fitting if you're interested in one for him 👀 thank you!!

cw: Yandere Themes, Mentions / Allusions to Violence / Past Violence, Injury / Injury Imagery, Possessive Behavior, Isolation / Allusions to Isolation, Hinted Kidnapping, Unhealthy Relationships, Uncomfortable Scenarios, General Dark Themes not Suitable for Immature Audiences, Gender-Neutral Reader — Read at your own discretion! 18+ Only!

author's note: This is my first request! I hope that you enjoy. It was fun attempting to write Rappa—I enjoyed it! I also did your request for Overhaul, but I will post that fic in a separate post. This was a prompt from "Yandere Prompts Flower Language" and can be found here . REQUESTS ARE STILL OPEN—READ TAGS! I do not condone unhealthy behavior in any sense! This is strictly fiction! Do not force yourself to read if you're uncomfortable.

PROMPT: Yarrow (Healing): "Let me heal your wounds, darling."

word count: Approximately 1k.

His stare burns into you.

Even though that floppy mask covers his face, drenches his eyes, it’s like they’re present, ever watching. You’ve always kind of felt like that everlasting gaze would just follow you everywhere you go. It would lurk in the backdrop, golden eyes a syrupy mess that was too thick to swim through. But they’re hidden, so you’ll never be able to see what emotions are dancing around before him. All you can do is bare yourself to him, arms outstretched and turned upside down. The flat of your forearms seem to glisten with sweat, with tears, and you have to curl your bottom lip in to bite down.

“What’d ya do to yourself, doll?”

You don’t want to answer him. The truth will get you in trouble, but a lie will get you even more in trouble. There’s not an option that sounds nice, and you swear you see his knuckles turn white. They squint, brighter and brighter, rich diamonds that offer zero security. You wonder how long it’ll take for those diamonds to encrust the wall, to stud strange patterns with each thrust.

He’s waiting for an answer, but his patience isn’t safe.

“I—I… I fell down the stairs.”

That wasn’t a lie but it wasn’t the truth. No. What had happened was you managed to slip through the guards posted around this underground base. You had meticulously studied every little twist and all of the alcoves this place offered, tucked it away, and stewed on a plan to escape. Months, it had taken months, and you had finally concocted something that you believed would work. It would have. It would have, but that damn freak in the white lab coat had unlocked that hidden doorway to descend the stairs at the very same time you had begun to ascend. Panic had eaten you alive, electricity that had no ending, and you slipped. Crashing and falling, each right angle had cut into you in ways you’d never known before, rattling your bones, knocking your organs from the inside out. And you know he noticed you, but he hadn’t said a word at the time. But there’s an inkling inside of you that your tumble didn’t stay secret for long.

Kendou doesn’t like your answer.

His fists, clenched, begin to unfurl until they’re long tentacles, stretching, thick, and you’re afraid they’re going to wrap around your throat to snap your neck. He’s never truly hit you. He’s too chivalrous for that—but everyone has a threshold. Everyone has a specific amount of chemicals that can be tossed on the neurons of their brain, birthing through axons and receptors, clicking and clicking before they snap.

“That it? Ya ain’t got nothing else to tell me?”

That lab coat freak snitched on you. There’s fury and rage burning behind your teeth, but you can’t do anything. You can’t even grit your teeth, nothing, but it doesn’t stop the broiling. Why did that freak tell Kendou? The two of them never talk! You’ve never seen them interact. The only people you have ever seen Kendou interact with is that Tengai or the boss of this whole underground lair. You must be shaking, that’s why your vision starts tunneling. There’s no other explanation. You’re spinning, everything is, and you’re trying hard to make sure your feet don’t stumble and sway out from underneath you.

You shakily hum.

“N-No. Nothing at all.”

He’s going to ask why you were so close to the exit, that you know. There’s no excuse in the world that you could conjure that would explain that. Kendou knows that you know that. And now that you’ve failed, forever and ever, you’re sure things are never going to be the same. Whatever little freedoms and trust you’d garnered evaporated, completely gone, and there’s no rewinding that. Kendou is never letting you leave this room again—after all of your hard work. Frustration isn’t even a word that can fully encompass all of the vibrations in your muscles, brewing your marrow, making you so very conscious of your state of being. You’re alive, you can feel it, and you can feel all of the times Kendou’s palms have traced over your flesh, have brought you closer to him, have twisted the locks to your chains. This is it. You’re through.

Kendou exhales, and it’s almost a laugh.

“Right. ‘M not even gonna attempt to argue with you on this. Sit on the bed now, and get rid of all’a the clothes covering where you’re hurt.”

Even though you want to kick and scream, even though you want to throw yourself onto the floor and never move again, even though there are tears threatening to rain in your eyes—you acquiesce. Your legs are trembling whenever you take a step back, and you feel like you’re going to faint whenever you clumsily pivot around. Each thud of your bare foot is a gong in your heart, it makes you shake, makes you ripple like skipping stones in a pond, and you feel like you’re walking straight into your grave. How long will you have to live here? How long will this take? When will you be free? Will you ever be able to climb that stairwell to sanctity? Is there even a sanctity?

The bed takes you well whenever your body fumbles and collapses into an awkward sitting position. You stay there, and your whole body is quaking, and you wonder what Kendou’s going to do. Your hands can barely function, frozen stiff, arthritis a vying snake, but you do what you’re told. Each article of clothing weighs a million, but Kendou’s words weigh a billion.

Kendou’s gone and back in a flash, and he’s carrying what looks like a first aid kit. His fingers ensnare that little box, and you’re so very aware of how big and powerful he really is at this very moment. He sighs, and it’s pissed off, but he doesn’t do anything except speak through a low tone, whispering, hissing,

“Let me heal your wounds, babe. And once I’ve got ya all patched up, I’m going to remind you where you belong.”

An everlasting gaze, and you’re trapped right within its clutches.

[themangoeater]

so the Rappa brainrot is real 💕

[glassartpeasants]

Highschool Crushes

Prologue

This is just a little side project and I just wanted to try the fake chat story out haha so enjoy

[seiyasabi]

Disgusting

(This is a Soft Yandere Rappa x Reader story, which was requested! I’m sorry that the last story was so dark lmao, this one will be somewhat lighthearted??? Anyways, I hope y’all enjoy this fic :))

TW: foul language, reader is lowkey blind to Rappa’s obsession, kinda sad ngl, Chisaki is a huge asshole (as usual), feelings of low self esteem, etc..)

“I will say this only one more time; I will not fight you. I refuse to touch something as repulsive as you! I’d honestly be surprised if anyone would willingly touch you, you disgusting cretin.” Rappa frowned under his plague mask. It was normal for Overhaul to insult him, but today, his words actually kind of hurt. 

To be completely honest, today just wasn’t his day. He awoke with a killer hangover and you weren’t there to give him a good morning kiss. The brown haired man practically tore the apartment apart in an effort to find you, only to look at his phone and see a text from you. Your office called you in early. After his panic faded, he realised he was late for a villain meeting. So, he ran to the hideout, only to hear that the event was cancelled. Kendou then tried to go home, only to be told he needed to stay. So, he sat around for five hours doing nothing. His clothes were sweat stained and he was hungry, but he tried to see the brightside. Maybe today, Overhaul would fight him! 

As usual, he was wrong. All the stoic man did was belittle him. 

Kendou knew that he looked like a mess, he knew that he was weak compared to Overhaul, but it didn’t make him feel any better to have it rubbed in his face. 

Without saying a word, the hulking man turned, and walked towards the exit. He could hear Chisaki spluttering in disbelief at his lack of response, but he couldn’t care less. All he wanted to do was go home, lay in your comforting arms, and hear your sweet words of encouragement. 

-

When the normally boisterous man came in without a loud (and somewhat flirty) greeting, you knew something was wrong. The man you were dating has NEVER been this quiet, and you’ve dated him for a little over two years. 

You peeked your head around the living room wall, only to be met with the slouched form of your large boyfriend. 

“Kendou, what’s wrong? Did something happen-?” You were brought into a tight hug, head just barely resting on his broad chest. Without missing a beat, you wrapped your smaller arms around him.

The two of you embraced one another in silence, just basking in each other's presence. It didn’t take long for your boyfriend to discard his mask and chuck it on the empty couch. Hot tears landed on your head, jarring you out of your content state. Looking up, you could see streams of tears dropping from his bang covered eyes. You reach a hand up to lightly brush away his tears, a somber look on your pretty face. 

“Ken, what happened? Are you hurt?” One of his hands released your waist, only to intertwine your fingers. 

“I-I dunno know what’s wrong with me. Overhaul and I were having our usual argument, but somethin he said really set me off. He probably thinks I’m a pussy now-” You shush him and run a hand through his messy hair soothingly. 

“It’s okay, Ken. Everyone has a bad day-”

“But I ain’t like this!” He started to outwardly sob, “Nobody makes me cry like a little bitch! I’m Kendou fucking Rappa! I should be pissed! I shoulda thrown a fist! But-but here I am, running home like a dog with its tail between its legs.” 

“Kendou, it’s okay to be hurt by what people say. You don’t have to pretend things are fine, because things aren’t always puppies and rainbows. As long as you know your worth and stay true to who you are, their words mean nothing.” After you finish talking, he buries his head into the side of your neck. Hot tears and breath coated your flesh, making gooseflesh appear on your skin. 

“Please, tell me you love me. Tell me I’m not disgusting. Tell me you’ll stay. I’ll die if ya ever leave me-” You silence him with a kiss. 

“Of course I love you! If I didn’t love you, then why would I still be here? If I found you vile, I would have left long ago. I plan to stay as long as you’d want me-” Rappa hoisted you in the air and brought the both of you to the long couch. He plopped down first, before settling you on his lap. Large hands cup your face, as he covers your face with kisses. 

“As long as I’d want you?! (Y/n), if I could, I’d keep ya with me foreva. I’d neva let ya leave the house and I’d just hold ya until the end of time. You’re so precious to me, sugar tits.” You couldn’t help but laugh at his awful nickname for you. 

“Ken, what the hell kind of nickname is that? Most boyfriends call their girlfriend something cute, like sweetie, cutie, lovely-” One of his large fingers booped you on the nose. 

“I ain’t like those otha boys, and ya know that. Plus, my name for ya is endearing! How else will everyone know that you’re sweet and ya got a nice set of twins?” You swatted him on the chest with a giggle, he’s so ridiculous. 

“Are you feeling better now?” He nodded, making you grin in relief, “If you ever feel like this again, don’t hesitate to find me, okay? I don’t want you to bottle this up! You’re my favourite person on Earth and I want you to remember that.” The two of you held each other for a long time. You stayed like that until deep in the night, snuggling one another. 

Your eyes started to close, as sleep started to overtake you. Kendou’s heartbeat was calming to listen to when you laid your head against his chest. 

“I’ll never let ya go, baby. You’re far too sweet to let go, so I gotta protect ya from them bad guys on the streets.” Your boyfriend rubbed soothing circles on your spine, bringing you to unconsciousness. 

Rappa makes you feel safe. He wouldn’t ever do anything against your will, would he?

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Manning the Cannons

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/Tl3sOo8 by KatelynFics On the morning of his wedding, Katsuki is dragged down the aisle kicking and screaming. This is all wrong. This isn't his life anymore. This isn't his home. And she isn't his captain. Words: 2899, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou, Uraraka Ochako, Shinsou Hitoshi, Sero Hanta, Jirou Kyouka, Kaminari Denki Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki/Uraraka Ochako Additional Tags: Pirates, Kidnapping, Arranged Marriage, wedding crashing, Pirate Captain Kirishima Eijirou, Rappa Kendou but he's Katsuki's dad, Scratch that he's just Mitsuki's husband, Bakugou's Tragic Backstory, This is just a drabble of a much bigger project read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/Tl3sOo8

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Sweet Relief

For the spicy BNHA Server Collab!

!!!WARNING!!! This contains piss kink! do not read this if you are not into that sort of thing! !!WARNING!!

Pairing: Rappa x F!Reader

Rating: E

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: Smut, piss kink, mention of PDA, dirty talk 

Honestly...he shouldn't have had that last pint, but hell you dared him to drink it in ten seconds flat and he was never one to not accept a challenge. You hadn't even offered him anything in return if he had done it but fuck, sometimes he liked to peacock...well more than sometimes...Either way he had shown you, though he doubted you actually doubted him. But now he was more than a bit tipsy and more than a little bit horny, especially after the way you had wiggled your hips at him as you crawled into the cab...it didn't help that you had also placed your hand on his thigh, fingers kneading him teasingly the whole ride back to your shared apartment.

 And now you're pulling him out of the cramped car and fixing him with bedroom eyes…

You tug your massive boyfriend up the stairs to your abode, desperate to get him alone, not that you wouldn't let him take you right then and there. You both definitely liked to make a scene every so often...but tonight you wanted him all to yourself, you were tipsy and felt absolutely primal. 

Barely able to get the key into the lock as Rappa cages you in from behind, you would have laughed if you weren't so horny. Because of his height you could feel the press of his hardening cock between your shoulder blades, his thick fingers brushing against the back of your neck. God, he could crush you if he wanted to…

Finally you manage to get the door open, having no time to ground yourself before the brick house of a man behind you is shoving you to the floor of the entryway and pouncing on you. You hear a well placed boot to the door and a slam, and then he's dropping to his knees behind you, lifting your ass up so he can rut drunkenly against you.

"You're such a fuckin' tease, fuck." He grunts and humps against you, you can feel the heat radiating from him and it makes your head spin.

"You make me that way." You whine, turning to look at him. 

Once again he catches you off guard; snarling he lashes out, mindful of his own strength, pushing your face against the floor, one cheek pressed against the cool tile, the other smooshed against his palm.

"I think ya need to be punished yeah? For bein' such a brat." He pulls your hips higher and grinds himself harder against you.

"Is it punishment if I like it?" You say smartly and you hear his deep rumbling laugh...and that should not make you as wet as it does…

"Fuck you're a feral lil' thing aren't ya?" His hand moves and then...you feel his hands gripping the back of your blouse and...riiippppp.

"Kendou!" You feel the fabric around your upper body go lax, you don't have any time to react further when you feel him grip your leggings as well…"My favorite leggings!" You cry as he rips them as well...you wonder if they're anything more than tissue paper to him.

"I'll buy you a new pair sweetheart...fuck I'll buy you three, but right now these are in the way." He's tugging the remains down your legs, mercifully NOT ruining your panties as he removes them too (you knew they were his favorite). 

He removes your blouse as well, also sparing your matching bra from his wrath. Balling up the ruined clothing he throws it down the hallway and presses into you again, your now bare body against his fully clothed one.

"No fair, Kendou, you have everything on stilllll." You whine, pushing your now bare ass back against his dick.

"Well I said I was gonna punish you, so you can wait a little bit darlin’ " he rumbles as he ruts against you. 

Rappa looks down at you, watching you writhe and beg for him...fuck. Running his hand down your spine he marvels at the way you tremble at his touch. 

He palms himself through his jeans, desperate for some relief...but fuck...he really shouldn't have had that last beer. Even in his lust-addled brain he could feel it, he had to piss like a goddamn racehorse; he pushes the sensation to the back of his mind.

“Look at you.” he groans, one hand on your hip, the other reaching to tease your clit. “Fuck you’re already sopping, ya like me pushing you around? Taking ya here on the ground like an animal? Fuck doll, imma make sure ya got bruises on your knees by the end of this.” 

You feel like you're going to lose it, his words, his touch, you need him so bad, everything he has to offer you need it, your blood sings for it. 

“Rappa...Kendou, please, please…” you whimper, glancing back at him, nearly melting then and there. He’s a sight, disheveled but so incredibly powerful, cock pressing against the confines of his jeans, biceps taught as he grips your hip and teases your pussy. You feel more slick run down your thighs.

“Fuck you’re so goddamn good.” he husks, reaching for his belt, desperate for relief, the article was also not helping his other need for relief either. So off it comes.

You hear the clinking of the metal and then feel the cool kiss of it against your backside, you mewl and Rappa chuckles.

“Later.” he promises and you swoon.

You hear the scratch of the zipper teeth as he unzips his pants and then...you moan when you feel his hard cock slap against your ass, the heat and weight of it heavenly.

“Still can’t fucking believe you take me so well.” he groans giving and experimental thrust against your ass, his finger at your clit dipping between you lips to collect more of your juices to swirl around your swollen pussy, continuing to be an awful tease.

“Please…” you whine softly, almost delirious from the need for him, you’ll take anything he’s willing to give...you just need.

His finger presses against your entrance, prodding.

“Since ya asked so sweetly darlin’ ” and then, bless him, he thrusts the digit in all the way to the last knuckle and you howl. 

“Fuck, you’re tight.” he hisses and twists his wrist, already setting up a brutal pace as his finger pistons in and out of you. 

He lines his cock up between you plush ass cheeks and begins to rut against you, chasing his own pleasure as he fucks you with his fingers.

You nearly sob when he adds another finger, stretching you even further; in the back of your mind you wonder how he even manages to fit his cock inside you when you're already so full on just two of his thick fingers. Honestly it doesn’t even matter, you praise whatever Deity brought you this beast of a man.

Rappa groans and presses closer, his cock leaking, making the slide of his thrusting easier, shit he needs this so bad, his mind is a haze, he needs this. But the horrible little sensation of another relief keeps pressing at him, making it impossible to completely focus on his own pleasure and fucking you silly; once again he pushes the need to the back of his head as he continues to finger fuck you.

“Kendou...Kendou I need you dick, please I want it…” you whine, pressing back into his finger and his thrusting cock.

“Nah you’re gonna cum on my fingers like a good girl first.” you can practically hear the cruel smile in his voice. “Ya teased earlier, so now you’re paying the prices…’sides I know you can cum from just my fingers, needy little thing.”

Fuck he knows you so well and it’s not fair, your know you can cum from this, but you are a greedy creature and you want more, more, more.

“You’re such a needy little thing...I fucking love it.” he groans, gripping you hip tighter and pressing impossibly close. “Wanna paint ya with my cum.”

“Pleasepleasepleaseplease.” you chat, as you twist your hips down against his fingers, you’re so close, so so close.

He chuckles but realizes his need to relieve himself has definitely taken front and center, it didn’t matter how close he was to cumming all over your back, his need to piss was greater.

“Don’t think I can darlin’, I’m gonna make you howl, then imma take a piss and then I come back to fuck you nice a good like you deserve.” 

“Do it.” you whine softly.

He pauses in his actions, cocking his head.

“Do what?” he questions.

“...Relieve yourself.” you face is so incredibly red, but the idea, hell, the idea shouldn’t make you this hot and bothered.

“Not gonna leave without you cumming on my fingers.” he doesn’t get it… you feel your face heat up further.

“No...here...do it here.” you’re so fucking embarrassed but you want it so bad.

“I-What?” for the first time in a long time you hear Rappa falter and fuck if that doesn’t do things to you.

“Piss on me, mark me, PLEASE.” you are begging at this point, already so debauched in your need that you don’t care at this point.

There is a long pause of silence and you begin to wonder if you’ve actually pushed Rappa too far...and then.

“Fuuuuuck darlin’ you filthy little minx.” and his fingers are pumping in and out of you with renewed vigor, he even adds a third to your needy hole. “You want me to just fucking ruin ya don’t ya?”

“Yyeessssss.” you mewl, so close to the edge, you can feel it tingling in your spine.

“Shit, I love ya, I fuckin’ love ya.” he trusts his cock against you harder and then he shifts, tapping his cock against the cleft of your ass before rising up a little bit. “Gonna ruin ya for anyone else, gonna mark you just like ya want.” 

“Yesyesyesyes!” you're delirious with need. 

And then you hear him groan and the sensation of warm liquid splashing and trickling down your spine greets you. 

You cum then and there, stars behind your eyelids, a silent scream upon your lips as Rappa relieves himself along your back. 

“Holy shit.” he breathes as you clamp down on his fingers. “Holy fuckin’ shit.” if he wasn’t pissing he’d definitely be cumming.

You hadn’t expected the intensity of your orgasm, and as you slowly come down from your high and you feel the last of Rappa’s piss trickle down your back and pool on the floor, you shiver, absolutely wrecked.  

“Stay right there babydoll, I got ya.” his still hard cock slaps against your ass as his arm comes around you to keep you from collapsing into the mess below you. Not that it would matter it was already all over your back but you can’t help but feel impossibly warm and soft from his care. 

You sigh as he removes his finger from you and carefully brings you to sit up on your knees, gently nosing at your temple as he kisses your cheekbone.

“You’re perfect. So fuckin’ perfect.” he whispers against your skin and you melt into his strong arms. “Imma, take good care a ya; take you to the shower, get ya cleaned up, take care of this mess and then…” he bites at the shell of your ear and you shiver. “ Imma take you to the bedroom and mark ya up again.”

The heat that pools in your belly is instantaneous.