#mha mirio

[gunkmusher]

always good to have a friend to scream into

[myheromedia]

The candidates of One For All

[ilylovelyz]

⍣ ೋ Cupid's Chokehold.

˚ · . mirio x afab!reader

: ̗̀➛ love at first sight to unrequited love to mutual pining, mentions of character death, a lil angst, reader is a cunty brat, smut, this is more fluff and angst than smut, choking, overstimulation, riding, unprotected sex, cervix, fucking, creampie, multiple orgasms, belly bulge, implied breeding, implied size kink, reader is sir nighteye's daughter, this is all over the place

you walk in, and my heart beats different.

admiring you from afar, mirio had only thought the only way he could really be with you was caring of you in place of your father, sir nighteye.

the moment he had met you, he already knew you would be an important figure within his lifetime. he was practically in awe when sir nighteye had introduced you to him as his only daughter. whilst you were less than cold and almost unreciprocated his warm introductions and questions about you, he was persistent, shaking your hand with a stern yet gentle grip.

personality wise, you had taken after your father, for you had inherited your father's stoicism, almost wary of all. yet, you were rebellious, almost bratty. your father ended up admitting he had spoiled you a little too much, resulting from you being his only precious child.

it came to mirio quickly that you were a stark contrast compared to his more bright and optimistic outlook. nevertheless, later the night of the first time he had met you, he could not help but let out an awkward chuckle at the fact that he just might've fallen in love with you at first sight. he doesn't know whether it was your witty attitude, or if it was your soft and easy-on-the-eyes features, or maybe even just because you were his teacher's daughter.

all he knew, was that from the moment he met you, he had a hard and almost unquenchable longing for you.

whilst the the situation was more than unplanned and undesired, he couldn't decline when your dying father had asked him to take care of you in place of his soon to-be permanent absence. the moment those words please take care of my daughter had left his weak teacher's trembling mouth, he had to agree. he agreed and swore with his entire life, that he would take care of you until the end of time.

he understood when you had at first pushed him away, not taking it to heart when you condemned him to hell. you had just lost your father, you just wanted to be alone. you didn't want what you thought was mirio's pity or sad condolences. you just wanted your father back.

however, he did not see it as appropriate for you to be alone during such a dark time. while feeling almost empty at the loss of his own teacher, he knew what you were feeling was much more than the loss of a teacher. it was a horrible time, but he didn't recommend trying to stride it out by yourself. from what information sir nighteye had told him about you, your father was your only family.

so, he tried again. and again. and again. he tried many times to win over you over, either with promises of getting you a bite to eat or just simple questions about you, he didn't allow himself to feel defeat when you almost always cussed him out each attempt.

the day you had finally let your walls down was a little unexpected. he remembered walking throughout the U.A dorms at night, simply because he wanted to take a late night stroll to relieve some stress. he was surprised to see you on the couch of the shared public living room.

while you did not notice him, he thought you had fallen asleep on the couch as you were limp against the soft cushions, face hidden and leaned against the crevice of your elbow. he was about five feet away from you when he realized you were actually awake. awake, and crying, soft whimpers and sobs escaping despite being muffled by your elbow.

with a soft call of your name, you had shot your head up, face morphing into an expression of distaste when you had, once again, set your eyes upon a helpless mirio. before you could cuss him out once more, he had shushed you, taking place on the couch next to you.

you were about to storm off before mirio finally confessed his intentions. your father had asked me to take care of you. regardless, i'm here for you, and if you want to cuss at me or whatever, then go ahead, i'll be right here the entire time for you, and i'll be here the next time as well.

silence followed afterwards, the next few minutes you didn't even seemingly breathe. mirio so much as let out a relieved sigh when you started to cry even harder, body flopping sideways like a cat into his lap. while you mumbled out obscenities at him, hands coming up to lay weak punches against his thigh, you giving into his support was no doubt one of the best relieving things in the world.

following that, you seemed to have finally accepted his place within your life. at first, you were still begrudgingly giving him a forced smile, engaging in short conversations with him before you just ignored him after a few words. after a while, you began to give genuine smiles at him, eyes crinkling up into pretty crescents when he was able to make you laugh. he didn't know how addicting your sweet laugh was.

he had confessed his feelings for you the morning of a particularly dangerous battle you were assigned to. he was almost crying, feeling almost helpless and scared, unable to help because his stupid quirk was taken away. he babbled out little "i love you"s, and recounts of how he's supposed to be taking care of you. although he knew that your duty as a hero was important to you, he still wanted to declare his love for you before anything could happen, hoping maybe you'd stay behind for him.

but you didn't. it felt as if you confessing your love back was saying goodbye. why would you say goodbye if you planned on returning back to him?

the two days following your departure, he watched the news intently, almost no sign of sleep within him. he pestered his teachers for updates on the situation, clawing at his hair whenever a devastating explosion followed the battle-site. he could only pray when he saw little saw the familiar dark green illumination of your quirk, praying you'd return safe and healthy.

he remembers the high dopamine hit you gave him when he first saw you after your return. your hero costume was tattered, hair and body distressed with little debris and minor wounds, you looked as if you were ran over by a semi-truck. yet, he still considered you the most beautiful thing he's ever seen, running up to you and embracing you with a strong hug.

he was on cloud nine when you kissed him.

the next few months were absolute bliss. he never knew how happy someone could make him by just laughing. he spent his time playing around with you, annoying you for fun, holding your hand, or just simply lazying around in your dorm room.

he felt so lucky to be able to score someone as amazing and beautiful as you. you were so charming and witty, yet still a spoiled brat. he didn't mind giving into your little whines of "i want this," or "can we/or you get [ ]..," absolutely enjoying the satisfaction of you opening his gifts with haste and excitement, even if it came at the expense of an empty bank account.

not even batting an eye at your more tedious "flaws", not taking it to heart when you would, almost like a child, cry out or get angry when something didn't go your way. a chagrin on his face when he once again, despite being very sleepy himself, had to carry you up two floors to your dorm room after you had fallen asleep in the most random place ever.

rest assured, he'd do anything to keep you happy. even if he had to do the weirdest of things to do so.

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the obnoxious creaks of the bed springs echoed throughout the walls of your dorm room, accompanied by the soft pants, pleasurable moans and the lewd fapping of skin-on skin as you rode mirio for the nth time that night.

you whined out as you rode out your nth orgasm of the night, hips unfaltering with skill. you showed no signs of stopping, tight pussy walls clenching around mirio's thick cock. you were so blissed out in pleasure, focusing on relieving the angry stress that had you so mad earlier that you ended up just flopping onto the floor like a cat with defeat.

you were using mirio as if he was a high quality dildo, certainly too focused on yourself to care about the way his hands gripped at your hips with overstimulated pleasure and pain. "hah.. you feel so good.." you mewl out, hand coming down to rub at your clit.

a rough calloused hand travels up your warm belly, mirio lets out a choked breath as his hand continues upwards towards your perky breast, groping it as if it were dough within his hands. his cock twitches at the sight of you riding him like theres no tomorrow. he'd never thought a guy so simple looking would be chosen by a girl of the likes of you.

you're everything but normal, rather he considers you exotic in a way that has him fucking his hand at night. maybe it's the way your plump lips pout as you whine his name, leftover gloss giving an irresistible look to them. it could be the way your long pink acrylic nails scratch new cuts onto his forearm. his other hand moves up from your thigh to caress and worship your body, fingers making sure to not touch the pink glittery jewel of your pierced navel.

maybe that's what has him so addicted to you, so interested in your everyday moves, because you're so different to him it's fascinating.

you're practically fucking him like a bunny in heat, riding him so hard he can audibly hear the lewd impacts of his cock's tip hit your cervix. he's wondered how nobody has woken up to the sounds of your creamy cunt gushing or your loud moans. with the way the headboard slams into the wall, he's sure someone is bound to wake up eventually.

crap, that has his hands traveling back down to your ass, kneading the flesh with his hands while pulling your baby pink thong to the side so that way his cock can enter your cunt without your panties getting in the way. "you're riding me s-so good baby.. fuck. you want me to cum in this pussy again? fill you up nicely?" he gasps out, cursing out when you clench tightly around him again.

he's already came so many times tonight, his thighs are twitching and sore with overstimulation. but he can't bring himself to push you off and decline you. how could he say no to his precious girl? he promised to take care of you in any way after all.

ignoring the almost painful jolt that washes throughout his body, he brings himself to yet another orgasm. his thick seed fulls you up so deliciously for the nth time tonight. you feel so full, the soft of your belly bulging with his cum. your eyes flutter shut, lowly moaning, pussy milking him as another orgasm washes over you just with that.

but it's still not enough. not enough for a greedy girl like you. mirio gives a weak smile when you lean down to connect your lips with his, lazily intertwining your tongue with his. softly moaning into the kiss, his hands stay on your ass, softly massaging the flesh. your lips fit perfectly against his, like two puzzle pieces meant to be together.

your eyebrows furrow as you angle your head at an ungodly angle, almost digging your tongue down his throat. you silently groan at the lewd sounds of fucking face, thick saliva dripping down from mirio's chin.

you only pull away once the itch in your core once again tickles you uncomfortably. you look down at mirio with those puppy eyes of yours, though the heart eyes and darkness of them shows your true intent. "togata.." you mewl out, pedicured hand coming down to caress soothing touches against his hard sore abs as to win him over. "i want more.."

though, you already know his answer, only giving a sly smile when he tries his best to smile through the overstimulation, lightly tapping your thigh to urge you on. he can only try to focus on the pleasure and ignore the pain as you slowly begin to ride him once more.

how could he say no to you? he promised to take care of you after all.

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[kirbyskisses]

cw: dumbification, overstimulation, fem!reader, rough messy sex, size kink, implied!virgin kink.

taglist: @blkladyelle @mxonigirimiya @niggette @adamansdiamond @sems-diarie @imperatorkhaleesi

mirio is the definition of rough because he doesn’t realize just how big his body is compared to you.

he’s really trying to be soft whenever he pushes in, honest! always praising you he loves missionary because he can look into your eyes and smile. “you’re so pretty, sunflower. yer taking me so well - so well! just a few more inches, okay? my baby would tell me if it hurts right?”

" ‘would. feels good.” is about as much of a coherent phrase as you can form, nodding and drooling as his tongue mixes against yours. you know he’s trying to be slow and gentle and you enjoy his attempts but mirio has a tendency of getting too pussy whipped to think the second he pushes into you.

he can’t even tell you’re trying to squirm because his weight is keeping you still. he doesn’t even notice, too absorbed in the lewd sound of your wet little pussy taking his fat cock. he’d already milked orgasm after orgasm from you and you could barely tell up from down at this point.

he pants like a dog. he ruts and grinds into your soft, plushy walls, huge hands digging and pressing into your rolls of fat or your tender arms. despite having had more experience it’s something about you - about how tight you are, how you trust him, how you’ve trained yourself for him and how you shivered when he first made your virgin folds tremble and cum.

“sorry, pretty. you just feel so good...i always want to sink my whole cock into you.” just his sincerity as his hips fold to yours and stutter by the time he’s halfway in make your eyes roll back a little. by the time he buries another inch in he’s babbling reassurance, voice almost breaking as your tight hole squeezes and clenches. “you’re getting so wet!” he almost cries, and you can’t tell if your bruising pussy is trying to swallow more of him in or push him out.

“miri’!” you sniffle, nails trailing his huge shoulders. “ ‘s big!”

“wanna stop?” he sounds so concerned as you pout - you can feel your walls trying to expand to take more of him.

“no!” whether that’s a “no more, too much!” or “no, don’t stop!” your foggy brain can’t tell. both of you are too far gone and he slips in further, further than you ever thought he could.

“‘s okay pretty girl, it’s gonna be quick. just g’nna use my baby’s sweet hole for a little while. y’ feel good. god you make me feel so good. i love you, y’know that?” he strokes your face softly, a contrast to how brutal your lower parts feel once he finally pops his full size in completely.

“‘love you too, lemillion.”

he can’t tell if it’s because that you used his hero name or if it’s because he’s finally bottomed out in you or because he’s so thrilled whenever you say those three little words in ur tiny voice - whatever was in mirio’s brain empties out, it completely shuts down. he's whining and whimpering, fucking drooling all over you - babbling out nonsense about how good he can make you feel, how his fat cock will make you cream so well.

[mintshrooom]

🎃Chibi Pumpkins🎃 Hawks, Tokoyami, Deku, Bakugo, Fuyumi, Mirko, Lady Nagant, Shinsou, Mirio, and FatGum!

[mflanart]

day 4 - mirio togata 🍑

[atarathegreat]

Sleepy Time Mirio Togata

Showing that he was stressed out wasn't who Mirio was. Hero work took it's toll after a while, whether you were Endeavor or Hound Dog.

"Lemillion, sir?" One of the many assistants was peeking in his office, "It's after hours." She was right, it was after midnight and Mirio wasn't an overnight hero. Mirio sighed and thanked her for reminding him as she walked off. 1:30 in the morning for a man who was usually home for a delicious dinner and spent an hour watching tv with his beautiful wife was too late and too upsetting. Not only had he not eaten since midday, but he was also unable to spend time with the woman he loved before waking up the next day and doing it again.

The clanging of his locker opening filled the empty changing room, making him groan. If one more thing was loud and bothered his brain, Mirio was sure he would lose it. With his gloves tucked neatly in the bottom of his locker, he kicked off his shoes and placed them in with. An unanswered call home told him that Y/n was asleep, as expected at such a late hour.

Street lights revealed his way home. Mirio just wanted to be home, wished he would've been home hours ago instead of ever having woke up for work. Dark alleyways and brightly lit store fronts assaulted his eyes as he tried to stay focused on road signs and street lights.

He felt guilty, so guilty, for opening the door and dropping his keys loudly. A heavy sigh scratched at his already dry throat, but he could tell that Y/n had gone around and placed her hands on the very wallpaper. Mirio was eternally grateful for his wifes quirk, the way her simple handprint could exude calm like a lavender candle, no matter it's placement.

"Baby?" Mirio spoke softly as he walked into their room, slipping from his jeans. Waking her up wasn't really his plan, but he would love to speak with her for at least a little bit.

Y/n was laid on her stomach, soft snores sliding from her lips and reaching his ears. He loved her, more than he thought was probably healthy, but he loved her. Just the way she was laying, the fact that he knew she wasn't wearing any bottoms under that blanket, and her thin tank top was enough to make him stare. Groaning, he palmed his crotch as he thought about her body. Y/n shifted slightly as Mirio pulled the blanket from her, folding it out of his way as he settled between her legs, using his knee to spread one of her legs wider.

"Baby?" He pressed himself to her back, slipping his hands under her and groping at her breast, "Wake up, honey."

She hummed in her sleep, hardly a reply for the man who wanted to hear her voice, but he wasn't in a position to complain. He'd left her at home all day and missed their time together. The way she wiggled rubbed her bottom on his cock, making him hiss into her skin. Mirio couldn't take it and shoved his boxers off his thighs, "I'm sorry, baby, I know I should wake you up."

He hooked his fingers in her panties and moved the fabric aside, making her groan disapproval at the cold air that he didn't doubt was taunting her cunt as much as it was taunting him. "Just a second, baby," Mirio spit into his hand, rubbing it along his length, "it'll get warm again."

"Oh, hell..." Mirio rubbed his saliva coated tip through her folds, feeling the slight relief only her contact brought him. "Little wider, sweetheart." Mirio bent her knee, picking her up a little to stuff a pillow under her hips. Soft kisses were trailed across her shoulders, his hand gently rubbing his tip around her entrance. "God, I'm sorry, Y/n." Mirio grunted as he pushed all the way in, bottoming out as softly and quickly as possible. The way Y/n's brows knit together and her soft moans went straight through his body and twitched in his dick.

Slow, deep thrusts pulled silent grunts from the tired hero, his hands wrapping back around and groping his lovers breasts. Panted breaths blew heat onto her neck, whiny moans escaping her as a heat in her own body woke her. "M-Mirio?" Her breathy voice caused his grip on her tits to tighten. Mirio placed a chaste kiss to the back of her neck, "I'm sorry, baby."

She gripped the pillow under her head, "Fair trade, since we missed our movie." And Mirio laughed, thrusting deeper into her warmth, "Will you leave a handprint on me?" Fuck, Mirio was almost too far gone in her body that he wasn't sure he could hold out much longer. "Finish this and I will." She nodded, scooting her legs under her to raise her body into him. Mirio leaned back and squeezed her hips. "Hold tight." Was the only warning received before Mirio started pounding into her, his own whimpers joining in with her loud moans.

"Sorry, baby." Mirio panted, grabbing her wrists and holding her up as he went faster, eyes trained on where his cock was disappearing into her, "You're holding me perfectly, I can't take it."

"Oh, yes you can." Her sounds were honey. Mirio was always lost in her voice, but when it was breathy and tired and whining, it was like his dick took on all the thinking. He could feel his tip hitting as deep as her body allowed, her gasps confirming that he was hitting right where she needed him. "Gonna come for me, baby?" Mirio chuckled, dropping her chest into the mattress. Once more, her whines were enough of an answer for him, enough of a silent plea for him to go a little faster. "Shit, Miri!" She moved her ass to meet his thrusts, her breath hitching each time his cock kissed that sweet little spot that she loved. Mirio's eyes rolled back as she came, her cunt squeezing him and milking out his own orgasm.

"I'm sorry, baby, I should've woke you up first." Mirio rested his head on her back. Her giggles reached his ears and she wrapped her fingers around his wrist, leaving her print, "Apologize by making breakfast in the morning."

[mitsua]

                                                                  

                                                                  

Warnings : bad grammar and spelling mistakes

Genre : reverse comfort , fluff

Serie : 𝐁𝐨𝐤𝐮 𝐍𝐨 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐀𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐚

Y / n 's . . . GN !

                                                                  

Cooking their favorite meal after a tough day

Mini context ; you're already dating and sharing an apartment with your partner. When he returns from a specially difficult day of fighting and paperwork as the pro-hero he is, he is greeted with his magnificent S / o and a home-cooked dinner.

He would be so surprised and flustered.

Because you've both been having difficulties when preparing the food as your works' schedule normally interfere with each other's.

After some seconds of picturing the scenery in front of him, he could feel the tension on his shoulders vanish a little by the thoughtful act you did for him.

" Thank you so much, Y/n ! I'll make sure to be the next one cooking for you ".

Oh, but why ?

Might be his first thought at the little figures of rice with the shape of cats with a mug of coffee next to them.

He proceeds to smile for himself until he notices you giggling, looking at him.

" Why's this kitten ? Still, thank you ".

Takes a minute to fully process the scene and immediately smiles as if his day was the best he'd ever had.

Goes to hug you and hopes his appreciation can be felt through this, still, he says :

" That was so kind of you Y / n, I'll try to make time for you this weekend ".

                                                                  

                                                                  

[fletchery-png]

The Big Three as Tarot Cards

[00dawn00]

Imagine Mirio falling for his roommate but he discovers she is a cam girl, sheesh, man goes wild

omfg i lokey like this i’m gonna write it and if you i’ll tag you for the idea

[rohansdisciple]

i’m not really a dabi girlie i’m more of a shigaraki girlie BUT he looking a little bit too good right here 😢…

[tapperwaters]

hi! ^^ can i get a mirio togata x fem!reader where they’re goofing around and get in trouble??

ik who you are silly anon….

𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐀 𝐱 𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑— 𝘼 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝!

. . .

“Y/N!”

You paused in the midst of checking yourself out in the mirror, turning your head fast with a smile quickly making its way onto your face. You could recognize his voice from anywhere, it just had this certain, sing-song ring to it. Yes, he practically sung your name, drawing out the last syllable like it was music to be read.

You shrugged your shoulders a bit to keep on your bikini top, not exactly tying it in the back yet. Your heart jumped in your chest when he knocked on the door.

“Can I come in now?”

“Yes, I need your help anyways.” You nod, and move the rest of your body to face the door, stepping away from the mirror a bit.

“Okay!” He opened the door carefully, just enough to peer his head inside. He wore a little smile on his face, but it widened when he saw you. “Wow! You look pretty!”

“You think so?” You shrugged your shoulders again, which caught his attention.

“Do you need help fastening the top?”

“Yes, please come in.” You waiting until he’d stepped inside and closed the door, then turning around, your eyes glued to the ground as you felt his hands graze your back, grabbing the two strings at either end of your bikini, connecting them and tying them securely into a small, ribbon-like knot. “Is it too tight?” He asked, looking at the back of your head.

You look back a bit, your cheeks reddened. “No, it’s good. Thank you, Mirio.” You straightened your posture and he stepped back.

“Great!” He stepped back again when you turned around, your eyes scanning down his bare chest and landing on the swim trunks he was wearing. You’d both gone with matching colors, white and teal. Your swimwear had stripes, and so did his.

You smiled again and looked back up at his face. “You look handsome, that color suits you.”

His smile reached his eyes, causing them to gently crinkle at the corners. He gave a nod and set his hands on his hips. “Thank you, Y/N. Are you ready to head out yet, or do you need some more time?”

“I wanted to put on sunscreen.” You turned away once more, walking to your vanity and opening one of your drawers. You grabbed a tube of sunscreen and held it up. “There’s quite a bit left, I think we’ll both be able to use some.”

“Okay! Sounds good!” He nodded.

“Maybe a littlee more on you, though, since you burn.”

“That’s fair!” He nodded again, and you couldn’t help but giggle a bit at him.

. . .

Once the two of you were sure you’d gotten ready, you headed out. You were covering your bathing suit with a t-shirt and shorts, while Mirio remained shirtless. He’d insisted that it was perfectly comfortable, because he’d been “naked plenty of times”, which made you laugh.

You paused as Mirio led you to a bus, which you could clearly see was holding.. 1-A students..

He noticed you’d stopped and looked back. “Oh, right! I forgot to mention, everyone else wanted to come along too!” He laughed nervously, noticing how your expression went a TAD sour..

The students waved to you two as you walked inside, sitting in the front seats that had been saved for you.

“Y/N!” Ochako looked over her seat at you, and you looked right back up at her.

“It’s good to see you!” She beamed, and you nodded.

“Good to see you too.” You then looked to your other side, where Mirio was holding his hands out.

“Eri! I’m surprised you wanted to tag along!” He lifted the small girl up as she jumped into his arms, then placing her on your lap. She was wearing a one piece bathing suit with a built in skirt. You almost SQUEALED at her because of how ADORABLE she looked.

She smiled shyly and nodded, covering her ears meekly and leaning against you. She was never a fan of loud environments, which you could understand. You just hugged her and pat her back a bit.

Aizawa peered over the seats, making sure Eri was alright before he sat down in the seat next to yours.

The bus doors closed and you were off!

. . .

The sun was high in the sky by the time you’d made it to the beach, and Aizawa stood to dismiss the students row by row. He dismissed yours first, and you got up, holding Eri and smiling up at Mirio as the two if you walked off.

You set the girl down on the sand, and her eyes lit up in wonder, she flexed her teeny feet a bit in her flip flops before she waddled away from you, looking back after a moment. “It’s hot!”

“I know, that’s why we had to put on sunscreen.” You smiled at her. “But the water is cool. Just wait for Mr. Aizawa to get off so he can watch you, okay?”

“Okay!” She nodded.

Mirio gave her a closed-eyed smile before he looked back to you. “I’m gonna set everything up, okay?” He held up a suitcase and you blinked.

“..Where on earth did you get that?”

He just laughed and walked off, leaving you dumbfounded by the random appearance on this suitcase.??

Well, anyways..

You walk to the edge of the water, watching it slide up the sand before slipping back out, leaving a foamy residue on the wet sand. You hum as you remove your shirt, then slide off your shorts, folding them up neatly before you turned around to put them up.

Your eyes went WIDE when you saw Mirio there, arms outstretched towards you. He scooped you up within a moments notice and THREW you into the water. You shrieked, landing farther out than you expected, splashing into the freezing water.

You swam up, wiping water from your eyes quickly and looking up where Mirio was standing, just waiting for you to say something.

You narrowed your eyes and made your way back to the shore. “I’m going to STRANGLE YOU.”

He laughed loudly, remaining where he was, even as you made your way over to him. You held your hands out, JUST about to grab him before he stopped laughing, and you both looked down.

Eri was pouting, hitting his leg. “You leave Y/N alone! Say you’re sorry!” She’d ran over when she saw how you’d been thrown, and upon seeing you crawl out of the water, gathered all her courage to fight!!

Mirio blinked before he reached down a bit. “Oh, no Eri. I wasn’t hurting Y/N, we were just playing around—“ He stopped when she looked up at him, her eyes welling with tears.

He quickly knelt down, getting level with her, his voice quaking with a hint of nervousness. “No, no— I promise we were just playing, Eri-“

“Yeah!” You chimed in, crawling to be at her side. “Promise! I pinky swear!”

A figure seemed to cover the sun suddenly, casting a dark shadow over the three of you. You felt eyes boring into your back, and slowly… slowly.. looked up. Mirio did the same, your expressions mirroring one another’s as Mr. Aizawa glare pierced through the both of you..

Maybe.. it was just best.. to save roughhousing for when the two of you were more alone..

I feel like the ending on this one wasn’t super good, but I’ve also been writing for a while so (cries)

[myheromedia]

Celebration sketch for 100 million copies of the MHA manga sold worldwide!

[donutbattery]

I made this for a dear friend's bday. ❤️ It's a scene from Parks and Rec I said I'd draw forever ago, bc we were always comparing Andy and April to Mirio and Tamaki 😆❤️ (it 100% makes sense btw lol) I'm wanting to do more Andy and April Miritama redraws soon. 😊 Also go watch Parks & Recreation! 😭❤️❤️

[juksuart]

They are so cute 😩❤️ I wanna draw more of them and maybe some nsfw in my patreon!

[kyojurismo]

Requests are open right?

Mirio x FEM reader first time?🫣

character : mirio togata

tags : fem!reader, nsfw, fluff, first time, it's pretty vanilla ngl, not proofread.

notes : hello !! thank you sm for requesting mirio. it’s my first time writing something for him and i’m not entirely sure that i got his character right so if you see him too oc i apologise ): i went for a short hc list, i hope that’s okay + i didn't really get if you meant it was their first time together or r is a virgin & it's doing it for the first time, so i kept it vague enough to make it work in both cases ... sorry in advance. i hope you'll enjoy it anyway <3

i genuinely think that even though mirio is goofy and makes jokes most of the time, he would take your first time together very seriously

he does his best to make you feel as comfortable as possible, praises you every minute

"you're stunning, darling. look at you," he shows you his smile as he kisses every part of your skin. "so, so beautiful."

he takes his time, he wants to make sure you're enjoying every second of it

please be vocal about what you like or dislike because trust me on this,

mirio takes notes.

you like when he bites your skin? he will make sure to do that

you like when he kisses your inner thighs? he's on it

he makes sure to look up at you while he's eating you out, trying to see if he's doing it alright

i bet he has a praise kink so he gets off on your praises for sure

would make you cum a couple of times before actually thinking about himself too

he's very cautious, makes sure he's not hurting you or making it feel uncomfortable or weird

definitely holds your hand, while his other moves between your legs to touch your clit

he's not shy about making noises, he would groan into your neck, biting and sucking on your skin from time to time

makes sure you cum first

it is his top priority

"you did so good for me, baby."

he kisses all over your warm face and caresses your hips, before pulling out

would ask you if you really liked it and if you want him to do something else the next time, try new things & positions, etc

he would probably be more goofy the next time, but not too much to ruin the mood or anything 😼