#mirio x femreader

[quirkisms]

OFF YOUR CHEST - M. TOGATA (i)

pairing: mirio togata x fem!reader

summary: Mirio tears himself apart, and you're there to heal the pieces.

word count: 2k

tags: angst, hurt/comfort, strangers(ish) to lovers, AU where UA is college, not highschool (i dont want 2 write about minors), mirio is quirkless and is Dealing With It, slow burn, trauma and anxiety coping 

ao3

He splits another knuckle open.

It’s no different than any other exercise or training, but he’s different. He’s stronger now, and smarter but he’s still less. He punches the wall again, willing it to go through. For a second, he thinks he can feel the soft tendrils of the void past the surface beckoning him, urging him forth. It’s asking him where he’s been, that it missed him and that he’s back. For that second, it’s real. His hand is sinking through and he’s back.

But the rough texture of the wall sinks into the cuts he’s ripped into his skin and he’s pulling back, sucking in air through his teeth and withholding curses.

He cradles his right hand with his left, blood trailing down the grooves of the taught tendons on both battered hands.

Mirio’s chest is heaving, his breaths varying from deep to shallow, his heart rate erratic. The buzz in his pocket disrupts his stare at the red stains his punches had left.

TAMAKI

where r u

It hurts to curl his hand around the device, but he does anyway. He wipes the other hand on his pants before responding.

Training! What’s up?

TAMAKI

patrolling tn. just wanted to lyk

Okay - Stay safe! 😀

Mirio pockets his phone. He wants to manually rub the grime out of the cuts or even just leave them the way they are. The sting is a juxtaposition from how his life was before. No longer can he float in the nothingness, phase through infinity until he needs to come up for air.

He feels everything now.

He makes his way towards UA’s medical clinic. It’s late, past dinner at least, which means it’ll be empty save for one person. Recovery Girl doesn’t work the hours like she used to, not since you came in. The clinic after hours feels safe, secretive and his. You’re always there late, as far as Mirio knows. Since the first time he injured himself by pushing himself past his newfound limits (which were significantly less than what they used to be) you’d always been there when he’d sneak in.

Tonight, you were hunched over textbooks, highlighter dangling out of your mouth. If he could’ve, he would’ve lingered in the doorway to watch you. Instead, the few droplets of blood spilling from his hands alerted you of his presence. You peek over your shoulder at him before capping the marker and nodding for him to sit on one of the empty exam beds. It was routine.

“You outdid yourself this time,” You said as you cleaned the open wounds. He’d beaten the flesh raw, almost exposing bone and you wanted to scold him but you knew it was useless. He’d just brush you off with a shrug, a smile and tell you it’s not that big of a deal. Pain is part of getting stronger.

Mirio doesn’t respond. Instead, he chooses to let his eyes flick around the room. Recovery Girl’s absence is notable - no more jar of candy, and you’ve taken over her desk and littered it with your own knicknacks. Your textbooks, an All Might water bottle, a Kamui Woods pez dispenser. It’s cute, he thinks.

“Did you have a punching match with one of those hardening quirks?” You’re frowning as you pop a piece of jerky in your mouth. “Maybe Cementoss?”

“Cementoss,” he confirms, only because that would be the only way he’d have so much...particulate within the splits. Cementoss was made of rock, and Mirio would rather die than admit to you he was relentlessly punching a wall.

You snort, shaking your head as you chew. You both know he’s full of it, but you drop it. You always do.

A soft, blue glow escapes from underneath your hand. His hand feels fuzzy, like it's fallen asleep before it dissipates and you remove your hand, motioning for him to lift his other so you can begin the same process.

As you clean the other hand, Mirio watches you work. You ignore the weight of his gaze the best you can, focusing on repairing the skin and not how strong and smooth his fingers are. His hand is heavy in yours, and the glow of your quirk flickers as you lose focus imaging what his grip would feel like on you.

“Done,” you said, flicking your used gloves into the wastebasket by your feet. Mirio flexes his fingers. Healed. “Y’know, after all these visits,” You raise an eyebrow, “I think you owe me.”

Mirio looks up from his hands to tilt his head at you.

“Tell me how you really get these injuries,” you grab one of his hands loosely and run your thumb over the freshly regenerated skin.

He wasn’t expecting that.

Mirio gapes at you like a fish out of water, like you’re Thirteen and you’ve sucked all of the air out of the room. He pulls himself from your grip to rest his hands in his lap. He’s uncomfortable, uneasy now. He’s liked this place, liked you because questions weren’t asked that he had to give real answers to. It’s not betrayal that Mirio feels, it’s more like loss. It’s the loss that comes with the realization that you can’t outrun everything you want forever. With all the training, all the work Mirio had put in, he thought he could.

“They’re self-inflicted. The bruising, the wound placements. It’s like you’re training yourself to death.”

“It’s not like that - I’m fine, I promise!” Mirio throws his hands up in a defensive motion. He’s summoning the sunlight, the optimism and charm that swooned UA and motivated him to keep working, keep training, to save a million people. He can feel it churning in his chest, but it’s been pressed so deep he’s grasping at the edges and they don’t want to meet his fingertips.

Mirio knew you never believed his excuses - you knew he knew that and you’d been pulled thin between wanting to show concern and ask what was up and respecting his privacy. But at the previous state of his knuckles, you couldn’t drag your feet any longer.

You watch him, face soft and stoic. You’re not coddling, but you’re not cold either. He realizes that you’re just simply waiting.

“I just train too hard,” he gives in, just a little. You raise your eyebrows a fraction and he continues. “I have a lot to make up for, so I tend to overdo it!” He laughs it off - the injuries are a joke, truly. They’re funny to him.

“You get more banged up than Midoriya,” you look at him over the clear frame of the glasses you seem to only wear at the clinic. “How does your training get you more banged up than the other heroes?”

“I’m not a hero,” he’s quick to say, and it stings more than it should. He was, should’ve been, should be.

Your face is soft again, and it’s an art you’ve mastered over time. You’re good at composing your features to appear passive and static. In your many hero encounters, pity is the quickest way to lose trust. So you watch Mirio, with his soft smile and now long hair tied back at the nape of his neck. He’s analyzing you just as you are him, and you keep your eyes from flicking to his knuckles when you respond with, “Okay.”

His stomach is churning, still sour with his words but he rubs his hands on his thighs. Why are they so sweaty?

In his distracted state, Mirio doesn’t notice you scribbling down something on a notecard shaped like an anatomical heart. You hand it to him, knocking him out of his trance.

Seven digits, followed by the letters 3G, and four more digits.

“What’s this?” he asks. Obviously the first line is your number, but you lost him with the rest.

“My number,” you aren’t looking at him. Instead you choose to refold the sleeves of your white coat as you continue, “and the passcode to get into my dorm building.”

Mirio does white. The passcode? Why would he need that?”

“I can’t be staying here late every night in case you show up.” You hated trudging back to your dorm on the nights he didn’t show, both eyelids and textbooks weighing you down. “Just stop by my dorm if it’s late like this.”

Mirio opens his mouth but you cut him off.

“Floor 5F, my name is on the door.”

He closes his mouth and smiles, nodding and bowing in thanks. He doesn’t trust his voice, not right now. You’re packing up your textbooks as he exits the clinic.

It doesn’t hit him until he gets back to the 3A dorms that he doesn’t know your name.

He beats himself up about it the whole night. He wishes he could go into Tamaki’s room to distract himself, to ask him about the person who’s basically taken over Recovery Girl’s mantle. Tamaki frequented the clinic as well - used it as an excuse to get out of the heroics lessons and sleep. He’d definitely know your name, unlike his golden counterpart who visited her frequently and never thought to ask.

Mirio tried to comfort himself by thinking that maybe you didn’t know his name either. You’d never asked. But then again, Mirio is (was?) part of UA’s Big Three. The aftermath of the Shie Hassaikai was all anyone talked about for weeks. You’d definitely have to know who he was. Mirio Togata, the kid who lost his quirk. Le Million, the hero who gave and lost everything. You went to UA yourself - there was no way.

He didn’t want to be that sob story to you. But he was constantly coming to you with injuries - split knuckles, a dislocated shoulder, a torn achilles. Maybe he wasn’t exactly that sob story, but he knew you pitied him regardless. Maybe that’s why you always stayed so late - you felt bad for him.

The thoughts makes Mirio uncomfortable.

And so much so that to make himself feel better, he adds your number to his phone. Typing in the numbers, he thinks about how he likes that your handwriting was shitty. Another little thing you let him see, let him learn about you. In lieu of a name, he makes your contact name the stethoscope emoji. He laughs to himself when he saves the contact and types out a message:

How late is too late?

He hesitates, but hits send. It delivers, and after fifteen minutes, Mirio is worried he confused one of your twos for a seven or vice versa. Or, maybe he should’ve introduced himself instead of just sending you a basic question that revealed his identity in no way whatsoever. In the eighteenth minute, you buzz back a response.

🩺

Why?

Might break a bone tomorrow.

It only takes eleven minutes for you to respond this time, and Mirio hates that he’s counting.

🩺

I’ll be sure to eat breakfast then.

No later than midnight, tho.

Okay!

Seven minutes this time. He wasn’t expecting a response.

🩺

You don’t need an injury to stop by, you know.

Mirio grins. A real one.

If you insist. Still might have a scratch or two, though. 😀

Two minutes. Mirio is oblivious to the fact that you are cringing hard at his emoji usage.

🩺

don’t be taking advantage of my quirk :(

You’re right… promise you will be compensated for your time. 👍

It’s immediate.

If it’s not edible, I don’t want it.

Mirio decides he might take it a little easy when he trains tomorrow.

[burningablaze]

Masterlist

Aizawa x Reader - What Makes You Human

Hawks x Reader - Just Give In

Iida x Reader - All You Need To Be

Sero x Reader - The Coolest Of Quirks

Amajiki x Reader - A Little Request

Todoroki x Reader - More To This Than Meets The Eye

Hawks x Reader - New Spot

Bakugou x Kirishima - Late Night Antics

Hawks x Fem!Reader - Quirk Or Not

Bakugou and Kirishima x Reader - Caring for the Dragon

Shinsou x Kaminari - Sleepy Shinsou vs… KTT?

Kaminari and Bakugou - “What? I’m not even doing anything!”

Hawks x Fem!Reader - All Giggles and No Work

Mirio x Reader - It Helps to Let it Out

Bakugou and Kirishima x Reader - The Friendly Spider or Spiders

Hawks x Reader - Playing Around

Bakugou and Kirishima x Reader - Confession

EraserMic Family - A Nice Monster

Bakugou and Midoriya - “Why are you giggling?”

Bakugou and Kirishima x Reader - When a Vampire Attacks

Bakugou x Kirishima - Commencing Tickle War!

Bakugou x Midoriya - Stop Blaming Yourself

Midoriya x Reader - Time to Relax

Kirishima x Reader - Let Loose

Midoriya x Self-Insert - Birthday Morning

Hawks x Fem!Reader - The Cutest Thing Ever

Hagakure and Ashido - “Oh come on, it doesn’t tickle that bad.”

Mirio x Fem!Reader - A Favor

Bakugou x Reader - Making It Up For You

Kirishima and Reader - “Don’t you dare!”

Bakugou and Midoriya - “You better apologize for doing that.”

Hawks x Reader - Attention Grabber

ShinDeku and Rody - An Opportunity too Good to Pass

Bakugou and Kirishima - “Stop covering your face.”

Shinsou and Midoriya - “Can you… tickle me?”

Shinsou x Midoriya - A Little Hard to Explain

Midoriya and Eri - Bedtime Stories and Laughter

Bakugou and Kirishima - “Stop kissing me there, it tickles!”

Kirishima and Ashido - “Are you ticklish here, too?”

Midoriya and Kaminari - “What are we, five years old now?”

Todoroki x Reader - A Kiss Here and a Kiss There

Bakugou x Kirishima - To Cure Boredom

Midoriya x Reader - Ghost Tickles

Hagakure and Iida - “Let Me Go!”

Hawks vs Midoriya, Bakugou, and Todoroki - Full On Battle

Bakugou x Reader - Blanket Trap

Midoriya x Rody Soul - Reunited

Iida and Midoriya - “You’re laugh is so cute!”

Uraraka and Todoroki - “Yes… I mean, no!”

Midoriya and Sero - “Anywhere but there.”

Midoriya x Reader - Tummy Love

(Milestone) Midoriya x Reader - QNA

Kirishima and Bakugou x Reader - Ticklish Little Brat

Kirishima x Reader - Pull Up Bar

Hawks x Reader - Giggles-A-Lot

Bakugou x Reader - When He Loved Me

Zoom Call Secret Santa - Tickletoe

Ashido and Kirishima - “You shouldn’t even bother”

Yayorozo and Iida - “Why are you holding back? Laugh!”

Yayorozo and Jirou - “I’ll give you five seconds to escape.”

Reader x Midoriya - “Do you want a massage?”

Mirio x Self-Insert - “Is this a giggle button?”

Bakugou and Todoroki x Reader - Nothing Can Hurt You

Self-Insert x Ojiro - “I don’t think you realize the situation you’re in…”

Aizawa x Reader - Confidence Training

Kaminari and Bakugou - “Did. I. Stutter?”

Kirishima x Reader - Squishy Returns

BakuSquad and Todoroki - Laughter Turns The Tables

Bakugou and Kirishima x Reader - Their Precious World

Todoroki and Iida x Reader - A Tired Silly Mood

Jirou and Kaminari - “This is not what we agreed on!”

Todoroki and Reader - “You look so cute in that!”

Todoroki and Bakugou - “How bad does it tickle on a scale of 1-10?”

Ashido and Hagakure - “You’re totally asking for it.”

Iida and Todoroki - “I wonder how long you can go without laughing?”

Midoriya x Reader - Sad Bug into Giggle Bug

Todoroki x FemReader - Personal Heating Pad

Hawks x Reader - Long Night

Uraraka and Midoriya- “I love seeing your laugh!”

Kaminari and Jirou - “You scared me!”

Ojiro and Midoriya - “What happens if I tickle you… here?”

Kirishima and Midoriya - “Time to find out how ticklish you are.”

Kaminari and Tokoyami - “If you give it back, I might stop tickling you.”

Ojiro and Midoriya - “Say ‘please’.” 

Kirishima and Ashido - “I’m gonna tickle you until you cry.”

Todoroki, Shouji, and Sero - Need All The Help You Can Get

Kirishima x Reader - Squishies are Cute!

Kirishima and Iida - “That was quite a reaction.” 

Midoriya and Reader - “You’re distracting me.”

Midoriya x Reader - Nose and Toes

Midoriya x Reader - Nap Date

Bakugou x Reader - How To Get Rid Of Zoomies 101

Bakugou x Reader - Warm Chest Always Helps

Bakugou and Ashido - “I guess I’ll have to tickle it out of you.” 

Jirou and Bakugou - “I’ll make you sorry!” 

Todoroki and Iida - “Oh? So You are Ticklish?” 

Ojiro and Kirishima - “It’s Time For Some Revenge!” 

Bakugou x Reader - “You better run” 

BakuSquad - “You can’t beat us now!” 

Hawks x Fem!Reader - A Day Off

[donica95]

Mysteries of the heart

Mirio x Fem!reader

Rating: Explicit/smut

A/N this is a sever collab with the Citrus dome sever for masquerade collab

For the rest of the masquerade collab can be found here

Mirio X FemReader

It was warm for a summer day, the leaves flowing with the wind like nature's dancing. You've always loved summer since growing up with your grandparents by the water, but that was long ago.

Looking out the cafeteria window you spot your long time crush. Mirio Togata, he was bright, humorous and devilishly handsome. 

Sighing as you turn away from him hoping he'd notice you even though he was a known flirt, not that you seemed to mind. Even if he had that side to him, his kindness, compassion, and smile was what always drew you to his wonderful baby blue eyes. 

 You know that no matter how much it made your heart sweep whenever you saw him. You felt the distance between the two of you, he had a powerful quirk, while you only were the brain in your class. Knowing this.. when he ever-

“Good morning (Y/n), are you having a good day?” A boisterous voice said, you turned seeing a face through a wall, making you jump.

“Ah! My goodness.. don’t scare me like that Togata!” You flushed, as you managed to compose yourself. 

“Oh-ho.. sorry.” Mirio said, as he reverted back into the wall. Then minutes later you see Mirio and Tamaki with Nejire in tow. 

"Oh my gosh" Nejire exclaimed and rushed to you, "did you trim some of your hair?" she questioned as the boys took their seats. Feeling flustered by the sudden attention from your best friend's actions.

Nervously you glanced away from them in hoping all the attention would go away, thankful Tamaki softly spoke up. "Nejire give Y/N some space to breathe" he suggests. Playing with your strand of hair you stuttered

"I-I-I- thought it would be good to change it once and while."

Satisfied with your answer, they went back to talking amongst themselves leaving you to your thoughts. Later in the day you were walking home, till you heard an all too familiar voice behind you.

Turning around you saw Mirio running towards you to catch up. "Mirio?!" He finally stopped in front of you with his classic boyish smile "hiya do you mind if I walk you home?" He questioned as the sun was getting lower and turning into dusk.

"Sure Mirio" a gentle smile formed on your lips, you may seem calm on the outside but inside you were internally screaming. He was so close to touch and yet you were so nervous that you didn't want to ruin your friendship with him.

Finally you found yourself at your doorstep after a nice walk with Mirio "Thank you Mirio for walking me home" as you gave a slight bow towards him. A giggle was heard in front of you. Mirio spoke with his cheerful voice "it's not a problem, I can't have a pretty lady walk home at night. Right?"  

"Haha definitely Mirio." You laughed at his playful joke. As the still night air blows its chilled air you shutter, “Well I should head inside.. thank you again Mirio.” You gave him a slight smile, before grabbing the handle, you hesitated to turn the knob. 

You know this was your one chance to say how you felt. "Mirio I.."

But as you turned around to look at Mirio but he was already outta ear shot. 

The look of yearning was showing as you watched Mirio walk away, you breathed out a sigh as you turned to walk into your home. "Why must I chicken out", suddenly you heard thumping noises running down the stairs. 

A black and white blur ran straight towards you. "Iggy!" You shouted as he tackled you to the ground, licking your face. You couldn't help but to laugh at his personality. Thankfully Iggy always knows how to cheer me up, "You are so smart, yes you are Iggy" Iggy barked and jumped around as the praise. 

Looking to your right on the ground, there was a white Victorian era letter with my name written in calligraphy. It was embossed with gold of the era of the year the school was founded. 

In awe you picked up the letter, flipping and seeing the wax stamp of the school emblem. You jumped and gave a little squeal as you finally got invited to the UA mysterious ball.

Being curious you carefully opened the envelope which reveals a letter with gold and silver filigree borders. Giving the letter a beautiful light shimmer that captured the eyes.

Reading it says.

"To whom this may concern: Y/N L/N"

"We are pleased to announce that you are invited to the 79th annual UA masquerade ball.

Masquerade attire is required!

Day: XXXX

Time: 8:00 PM

Location: XXXXX"

Slightly turning to look at the time it was 6:30pm, you felt your stomach sank at the sight of the clock, as you only have one hour and 30 minutes till the ball. 

Quickly standing up you rush to your room with Iggy on your heels, looking through your closet for any party dresses. At a loss on what to wear then Iggy tugs on your skirt. "Iggy don't pull on it!" You exclaimed. 

Iggy runs around in a circle then points towards out of your door, finally deciding to see what made him so anxious you follow him out of your room. You were suspicious as to where he was leading you, till you both stood at the entrance of the attic.

Stepping into the room it was dark and barely any light, so using your phone as a light source. Looking around you spot a few spider webs and old boxes but looking further you see a trunk. 

"What a trunk doing up here?" You questioned, you brushed your fingers along the rough edge of the trunk, taking a deep breath you opened the trunk to reveal a beautiful silver mask and red gems with decorative feathers. 

Putting the mask on the ground beside you, your attention returned to the trunk and your eye caught silk-like fabric with small diamond gemstones across the waist. Picking it up it revealed to be a beautiful black and red dress with a shoulder strap, in awe you ran back downstairs with the mask and dress in tow to get a better look at it. 

"W-wow, it's beautiful!" Now in the light you could see the simple yet elegant design of the dress and mask, the diamond gems lightly sparkled as the sunlight hit the gems. 

Donning the dress it perfectly shaped your body, then finally putting on the mask you completed the masquerade look. Taking a deep breath you felt you were ready for anything, walking out the door with newfound confidence it was time to go to the event.

It was dark out as you arrived at the manor. Stepping out to see a huge beautiful gothic architecture, walking up the stairs there were two lion statues at the top of the stairs with their mouths agape. Once inside candles lit the rooms full with people. 

Stepping into the bigger room, you could feel eyes were upon you. As you slowly descend the staircase you could hear the faint whispering of different voices saying "Who's that girl?" and "She looks gorgeous." 

The sound of music was heard as couples were dancing beautifully. Crystalline chandelier was shining bright as the candles illuminated the room, along the walls were stained glass windows with different designs, one in particular stood from the rest. 

A painting of a woman and a man dancing together, the look of passion in their eyes as they stared at each other. 

Watching the people from a distance, you gaze around the room spotting some people you know they all looked elegant with their masquerade attire, they glowed with excitement and were talking amongst themselves.

You noticed that Mirio wasn't in the group, so you continued to scanned the room. You glance at the dance floor and you spot a young gentleman dancing with a girl you cannot place.  He had a loose messy slicked back except for a few strands of hair on his forehead and a black and red mask along with black and faint red suit. 

As the song recedes you got up the nerve to ask him to dance,you flowed ever so lightly across the dance floor to come up behind him. You stand there quietly as he spins around to see you. His eyes opened in awe as he saw you for the first time. 

He steps back and graciously holds his hand out to you and asks, "May I have this dance?" Your pulse quickens as you gently take his hand and he leads you way through the crowd. 

The young gentleman suddenly stops and turns to face you, his right hand rests on your waist and his left holding your right hand. You both begin to move to the music, his blue eyes never leaving your E/C. 

"You're a wonderful dancer" he chuckles then twirls you around. Shaking your head you smiled. You wanted to say something but then you decided against it, thinking it would be more fun to let him do the chasing for once. Once the music ended, you slipped out of his grasp teasingly and walked away from him. 

You felt his eyes still on you as you walked away, slightly swaying your hips. Mirio was mesmerised, he knew he couldn't let this gorgeous woman walk away from him without knowing her name. 

Walking out through the window doors your eyes spotted a beautiful garden, and a cobblestone walkway leading to a dimly lit gazebo with vines growing along the wooden railing and pillars.

You feel as if this place is magical but you were unable to describe the feeling, walking up the stairs of the gazebo looking at the bright moon you sighed in wondering if Mirio would return your feelings. 

Not even a moment later you heard footsteps on the wooden gazebo floor, slowly you turned around to see Mirio 

Rubbing the back of his neck. "I was wondering where you went. To tell you the truth you're a difficult person to find." He gave a smile that you loved which made your heart race, you chuckled softly "Well you found me" you winked at him then took a step forward closer to him. 

Mirio could feel his heart race as the mystery woman put a hand on his chest then lean closer to his ear then whispered "come catch me." Then she rushed from the gazebo laughing, tempting him to follow in the moonlight.

Seeing a weeping willow tree, giggling you walked through the long leaves of the tree knowing that he would be on your tail. As he got near your hiding place he asked "where did my mystery lady go?!" You couldn't help but giggle at his playfulness but then you both were face to face. 

You were surprised to see him sticking his head into where you were hiding, he pulled your body into an embrace close enough to feel his breath against yours. Slowly he cupped your face, connecting your lips into a passionate kiss his lips drifted down your neck. 

His hands explored your body which caused you to moan out his name, surprised he looked at you and wondered how you knew his name "how did you know?" he asked while finally taking off his mask revealing his handsome face.

"B-because I like you" you knew your face was red at that moment, your hands reached the edge of the mask, revealing who you are. Mirio couldn't help but be surprised by your identity "Y/N?." Nervously you blushed but his lips found yours again, You moan into his lips as his tongue presses into your mouth, filling you. He moves his hips against you, and you feel his massive bulge rub against your crotch. You whimper into the kiss, and he slides a hand around you to unzip your dress.

The dress falls down onto the ground, leaving you just in your panties, Mirio felt blood rush down to his member as it hardened at the sight of you. Using his quirk his clothes fell easy through his body. 

Moving his body forward on it's own, his mouth kisses down your body till he reaches your breasts, you give a moan as he rubs your crotch over your panties, pressing his palm into the sweet spot just above your clit, You gasp as he starts focusing on making you so wet that his cock slides in effortlessly. 

Your hips buck into his hands as you tangle your fingers in the short, blonde hair at the nape of his neck. You tug slightly, he happily switches to your other nipple, nibbling gently as he adds more pressure to your clit. You let yourself moan freely to encourage him as he focuses on making you feel good. 

He quickly removes your painties then he slides a thick finger into your wet pussy. You arch your body into his face. He starts fingering you slowly, you needed more, you needed him. "Mirio please, fuck me with your hard cock" you moaned, you felt him smirk into your breast, then he lets go of your breast with a wet pop and looks at your red face.

"Such a good girl, for using your manners." His voice was deep and full of lust, aligning his cock to your entrance he easily slipped in. Slowly he pulls out then quickly pushes in leaving you no time to adjust to his size, as you opened your mouth to moan you felt his tongue and yours fighting for dominance and he lifts your leg to thrust harder.

With one hard thrust your pussy clenched down on his member as you came, not long after he came after you, you felt his warm seed in you as he pulled out, still in his arms as you both were coming down from your highs, Mirio looks at you with loving eyes then speaks up to say "I like you too Y/N." 

FIN.

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[queenofallimagines]

So I love.Your.Writing !!!! Period, sis! (Ew that was ugly xD) So I have a request! One it'll probably take a while to get to, buuuut here goes~ Can I get a Fluffy Tamaki Amajiki x VeryPopular!FemReader !! Like he's known her , since his first year at UA and he likes her SO BAD but somehow convinced himself that she's just gonna laugh at him, reject him, or even hate him! ...but she's actually really effin sweet and SPOILER ALERT, she's crushin' something fierce on him too !!! Much Love ~💚

This was so cute!!!

Tamaki:

- oh this is cute

- So you’ve knows him and mirio since your first year

- Unfortunately you both have different friend groups

- You still hang out with them BC same class and all

- He’s so Emo about you not returning his feelings

- You’re the same tho

- When you’re more popular friends drag you off after he wanted to ask you to hand in his dorm he sulks all day

- Mirio is tryna hype him up to confess

- Depending on how you’re friends are

- They’re gunna try and set you two up or be rude

- Let’s assume you have cool friends BC you’re nice

- They will push you closer to tamaki every chance you get

- Switching partners

- Inviting him to sit next to you in class

- They’re hyping you up

- He thinks the worst is happening

- You gotta make the first move

- You just go up to him and mirio walking back to the dorms

- He’s quiet the whole time

- “Hay tamaki can I tell you something important?”

- His head snapped up so quick lol

- “I’m in love with you tamaki Amajiki”

- He Almost faints

- Mirio is grinning like a madman

- He just asks why

- Lists off all the things you live about him

- He’s so flustered but says he likes you too

- If you kiss him he will faint

- When he gets to his dorm he has a dance party

- He’s jumping and smiling

- He’s so happy

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Imagine Having A Hard Day At Work. When You Get Home Mirio Has Things Prepared To Help You Relax.

Mirio Togata X FemReader

Warnings: Some suggestive themes

(A/N:) I've aged Mirio for this. Also I hope everyone is safe and healthy! Wash your hands and be safe! Until next time happy reading!

Your body was tired and you were stressed beyond your limit. As you walked home from work your joints were screaming, your ankles tender, and your back was barely hanging on. While you loved your job, today was hard. There was several jerk customers who ruined your day and your coworkers weren't helping complaining about their problems while you just wanted to get done and go home. On top of that you knew Mirio was going to be out late like he had been all week. His work had been tough lately as well, with crime soaring it had taken his time from home. By the time he'd been getting home you were already in bed asleep. You knew when he was home thanks to the matress dipping with his weight before a tender kiss to wherever he could reach on your face. With your house in sight, you sighed in relief once you unlocked the door and stepped inside.

You heard noises from the kitchen causing you concern.

"Mirio," you called.

"Welcome home," your husband called cheerfully waving a spatula in greeting. You giggled seeing the apron covering his hero costume and his hair mussed from his helmet.

"What are you doing back so early," you asked removing your shoes.

"Well I know I've been coming home later here recently and you've seemed overly stressed so I wanted to be here and cook. Y'know to help you relax," he explained flipping the burger patties in the pan before lowering the heat so they wouldn't scorch as he left the kitchen to see you. Wrapping you in a hug you relaxed into him. Stress seemed to melt from you within his presence.

"I'm so glad you're home Mirio," you whispered holding onto him tightly.

"Is it because I'm cooking supper?"

You laughed, "That's one reason."

"Well if you love me cooking this'll really excite you even more."

"Oh," you hummed. "Do tell."

"I have a bath ready for you. The whole nine yards," he smirked giving your lips a gentle kiss before turning you towards the bathroom and giving your rear a pat.

"You're the best Mirio."

He laughed going back to the kitchen. "I'd like to hear that more tonight!" You shook your head opening the bathroom door to see the tub full of steaming water and frothy bubbles. Your favorite pajamas set on the bathroom counter and candles flickered lighting the room. The atmosphere instantly relaxed you.

Relaxing back into the hot water you felt like Jell-O. Aches that had bothered you all day finally eased and the stress that had been pent up melted away. You really had the best husband, Mirio truly cares for you. He worried about your well-being and he cared about the way you felt. It didn't matter that the work day had been crap, coming home and seeing Mirio made it all disappear. Moments passed of pure bliss your eyelids growing heavy until Mirio knocked on the door. He opened it a tad just enough to peek his head in.

"Dinners ready," he announced his eyes gleaming triumphantly.

"Okay babe I'll be out in a second."

"Need some help," his eyebrows wiggled suggestively.

Rolling your eyes you shook your head, "Thanks but no thanks Mirio. You get a little frisky sometimes."

Mirio laughed, "True enough I'll see you soon."

He shut the door leaving you alone to dry off and dress.

Your mouth watered at the dinner sitting on the table. Mirio had decided to learn a few American cuisines to make you feel less homesick. Burgers and fries one of your absolute favorites.

"Thank you for the meal," you crowed gleefully.

Mirio echoed the statement before digging in. It was delicious one of the best things Mirio ever made.

"Thank you so much Mirio for everything."

"No problem. Are you feeling better?"

"Much," you reached over the table for his hand which he gave. "All thanks to you."

"I'm trying to be the best husband I can be," he flashed his million dollar smile.

Kissing the back of his hand you replied, "And you're doing a marvelous job." Mirio kissed your hand back.

"Now," you stood up gathering plates, "go get changed out of that hero costume and I'll give you a proper thank you."

Mirio jumped up from his chair, "Yes ma'am!" He ran down the hall with energy to spare. You really didn't know how his body could store all that energy. But that's one of the things you loved about him. There would never be regrets on your decision to spend the rest of your life with him and you knew it was the same for Mirio.