#present mic imagine

[specialagentlokitty]

Present mic x student!reader - keep an eye on you

Hello there! I hope this message finds you well. I noticed that you had a request for a story involving Present Mic and a student reader. In this particular story, the reader is a werewolf and a foreign exchange student. They are struggling with living in the city and dorms, which is causing them to become increasingly angry, aggressive, and snippy with their classmates and some teachers. Their quirk remains a mystery to everyone. One day, as the reader is walking away from a situation or person, they accidentally bump into Aizawa, All Might, and Mic. In that moment, all three of them catch a glimpse of the reader's eyes, and the reader growls at them with their veins turning black, similar to the television show Wolfblood. - Anon💜

Slamming Bakugo into the lockers, you glared at him harshly.

“You want to go?!” He shouted.

“Guys cut it out!” Kirishima yelled.

He stepped between you, and you stepped back, taking a few heavy breaths, letting out a small ground as you looked at your hands.

“You can’t fight me!” Bakugo laughed.

You swung your hand back, hitting him in the face before you walked away, keeping your head down and hands balled tightly in your hands.

You didn’t want to give in, you didn’t want to get angry.

You took quick and small breaths to try and control your anger, but you could feel rising to the surface, itching to get out despite your attempts at fighting it.

Too busy staring at your hands, you didn’t notice the three teachers walking down the hallways until you walked into one of them, and you stumbled back a few steps.

“Woah kid! Are you good?!”

You snap your gaze up, bright yellow eyes meeting Present Mics.

“(Y/N)?” Aizawa asked.

You barged back the three of them, letting out a small growl, the black veins travelling up your face.

“Wait! What’s the matter?” All Might called.

“Get lost!” You snapped back.

You stormed down the stairs, kicking the main doors to the school open, and the moment you were outside you broke out into a sprint.

Your heart raced in your chest, and you could feel the change coming, despite how much you tried to hold it back it was getting harder and harder.

The three teachers had run after you, splitting up to try make finding you easier.

You had gone to one of the training grounds, I are of the little robot that was alerting the teachers to where you were.

You growled again, clenching your hands tightly as you tired to focus on your breathing, closing your eyes to block everything from the outside world out.

You focused on the sounds of what was around you, come birds, the wind, some things being blown by the wind.

You focused on them, until you could hear the sound of somebody shouting your name.

“Come on kid! This ain’t funny!” Mic shouted out.

He used his quirk to shout your name, and you winced, placing your hands over your ears.

“SHUT THE HELL UP!”

Mic snapped his head to where you shouted from and jogged over, slowly down to a walk when he saw you and he smiled a little bit.

“Yo, you got us all worried for a sec there.*

You let out a deep growl.

“Go away.” You warned

Mic shook his head, putting his hands in his pockets as he gave you a gentle smile.

“No can do, what’s going on? This ain’t like you.”

He looked at your yellow eyes, he wasn’t sure if he should ask about it or not, right now you seemed stressed and on edge and he wanted to try calm you a little.

“Go away!”

“I can’t do that, I’m sorry.”

You growled again, getting more irritated with him, and you snapped.

Your body quickly changed, now a brown wolf pacing back and forth in front of him, snarling and snapping your jaws.

Mic laughed softly, crouching down, resting his arms on his knees.

“Well that’s one cool quirk you got there (Y/N).”

You growled, slowly pacing, keeping your eyes solely fixated on you and he rose his hands.

“Now, I know you’re angry, but this ain’t the way to handle this.”

You growled again, crating a wider circle that you paced around him, keeping a close eye on him.

Your quirk wasn’t one that was usually considered dangerous, but since you couldn’t control it yet, it meant you mainly went into an animalistic state of mind.

Right now looking at your teacher, you were struggling ti distinguish between friend or foe.

Mic smiled at you, staying crouching down.

“You wanna run laps? Go ahead, still ain’t going anywhere kiddo, sorry to break it to ya but ya stuck with me for now”

You kept pacing back and forth, and Mic titled his head a little bit as he watched you carefully.

He looked up as the other teachers slowly came closer, and he held his hand out to tell them to stop, looking back.

Mic got up, taking a few steps backwards towards them so he could talk to them.

As he walked away, you seemed to relax a little bit, and you slowly started to wonder around, checking a few things out, though still a little unsure about the three teachers.

Hearing a noise, you put your head up, ears flicking a little bit as you listened, and you began to pad in that direction.

The three teachers saw something had caught your attention, and they began to follow you in concern.

You kept your light pace as you kept going across the training ground, paws hitting the grass softly, and you finally came to a stop at the stream, stopping for a small drink.

Aizawa, All Might and Mic all spread out, just keeping an eye on you.

You kept wondering the training grounds, and they took turns to follow you, the other two teachers trying to keep the curious students away from the grounds.

Aizawa would just walk alongside you, All Might was a bit more nervous and would trail behind you, offering you some food, Mic would do a mixture of both.

Evening was around, everyone had gone back to the dorms, and the three teachers were with you again as you laid under a tree, head on your paws watching them.

“Do you want a sandwich?” All Might asked.

He held it out and you lifted your head a little, ears perking up which made him smile as he leant forward, giving it to you.

You took it, slowly eating it.

“Are we really going to leave the kid like this?” Mic asked.

“I can’t erase the quirk because I don’t know what it would do. I don’t know if it would hurt, if it’s safe. Right now they seem calm, so we’ll play it out and wait.”

Mic frowned a little but nodded his head, looking back to you in concern.

You’d been like this for hours now, no sign of changing back any time soon, so with a sigh he went back to watching you.

You had long since calmed down, but you didn’t didn’t feel like talking to them, so you hoped maybe they would’ve left.

So, you kept hoping for a little while longer.

Eventually All Might left, and Aizawa left as well, leaving it just you and Mic.

You were hoping for him to leave as well, so you curled in on yourself, decided to take a little nap.

Your little nap turned into you full on sleeping, and you had shifted back in your sleep which made Mic laugh when he saw.

He quietly walked over, covering you up with his jacket and he picked you up to take you back to the dorms.

He wasn’t going to wake you up so he could talk to you, he was just happy to see you were awake, so he took you back to 1-A dorms, putting you on the couch.

“Finally turned back?” Aizawa asked.

Mic nodded, walking over to him.

“Yeah, they seem tired though, must’ve taken a lot out of the kid to hold it for that long*

Aizawa glanced to you.

“Keep an eye on them, when they’re awake we need to talk about their quirk.”

Mic nodded, sitting on the other couch, doing some his paperwork while he kept an eye on you.

You weren’t usually an angry person, or aggressive, so your behaviour earlier in the day worried you, and he wanted to make sure you were alright

[hotforhawks]

𝐇𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈 either gets you some hero grade noise canceling headphones or himself a nice little quirk canceling collar to wear in bed because there’s no way this man has the restraint to keep his mouth shut when he’s balls deep and he doesn’t want to accidentally hurt you with his quirk

that’s the only protection you’re getting though... 𝐇𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈 likes to hit it raw

[echo-of-sounds]

pay attention to me (pt.4 in the 'your first creampie' series)

-Present Mic x f!reader-

smut drabble of hizashi giving you your first creampie

The merchant handed the last of the items over. Both swords were done. And now, with the proper plates and monster parts, you could craft the highest-ranking light-armor set. The scavenging and fighting and money were a bit costly in terms of resources, but it wouldn’t matter once you finally completed the-

“Babe!” Hizashi called, coming out of the backroom to bother you once again. "Let's do something tonight."

"I'd rather not."

"Why?"

"Busy."

He plopped down beside you on the couch. Too focused on getting to the armorer, you missed his words and asked him to repeat himself. He did with a grumble, "You've been playing that game all day. Let's go out."

"I'm almost done with this armor set. We can do something tomorrow."

He nuzzled into your neck, trying to convince you with kisses and tiny bites. 

"Hizashi." You shrugged him off.

With an overexaggerated moan, he fell onto your lap, not holding back with the physical dramatics either for sympathy points. He took the pillow your arms were resting on, so you just laid your forearms on his back. Skin touched skin. You looked at him and saw he wasn't wearing a shirt, unbothered by the slight chill in the room.

Green eyes peeked at you, probably trying to see if you were caving. When they saw you weren't, they pouted. "You've been neglecting me."

"No, I haven't." Your eyes snapped back to the game upon hearing the Armorer's voice. You handed over the armor, hide, plates, and monster livers and hearts. At long last, a short cutscene played before getting the Grandmaster chest plate, the final part of the Grandmaster set you’ve been desperately trying to complete. Other sets offered more defense, but they hindered your speed and stamina. Plus, this set was just more pleasing to look at, especially once you gathered enough dye to change the color to a nice- 

Hizashi pulled at your attention again, dramatizing a whine. He was worse than a puppy. "Pay attention to me."

“I have.”

“No, you haven’t. You've only looked at that game since you got it."

You sighed his name. 

He sighed your’s back. "Can I convince you to do anything?"

"Dunno. I'm kinda on a roll right now." You lowered the game console to meet his eyes. They were awfully sad. And his hair fanned out in a very graceful way; some lower strands were still wet from his earlier shower, slightly sticking to the handsome indent of his spine and ridges of his shoulder blades. "What's your convincing entail?"

That got him to smile. "Depends. What'll it take for you to pay attention to me?"

You rolled your eyes at his eyebrow wiggle and went back to the game. "I don't know."

Weight shifted as he moved around. You tried to pay it no mind, but you couldn't stop a smile from forming as balmed lips found your lower thigh. Breath heated your skin. A familiar glow shot up the nerves to under your clothing. 

Giving your leg a relaxing squeeze, Hizashi droned against your skin through his kissing. "You used my body wash?"

You hummed, still preoccupied on the game and finding your next task. There were so many side quests and contracts to work through. 

"It smells so good."

"It smells the same."

"Well, it's better on you." He kissed upwards, moving the edge of your nightgown up as he went. It quickly turned into wet kissing and sucking, and the closer he got to your underwear, the more they evolved into bites. A few lovebites peppered before teeth sunk into your inner thigh.

You jerked and gasped. It wasn't painful painful; rather a sharp, amusing painful. You didn't want to look away from the game, needing to focus on steering the stupidly difficult horse, but another sting right outside your panties jolted your muscles, yanking your eyes downward. 

Flashing a playful grin, Hizashi’s hands snuck up to remove the obstructing garment, bending and spreading your legs wide after. The nightgown’s bottom crumpled to your hips. A blotch marked your inner left thigh. His mouth reattached to it, trying to nurse it to a darker color like he often did, straining the skin a bit too thin with enthusiasm.

You whined his name. He didn’t listen, slicking two fingers inside, instantly curling up to spoil you. As their pace and pressure increased, you gave up on the next quest and fumbled to save the game through increasingly trembling thighs and hastening pleasure. Lips fastened to your clit, granting it his indulgence, with his soft sucking offsetting his finger’s avid tempo.

But he pulled away.

“Hizashi.”

“What?” He blinked up at you, smirking too much for your current state. He obviously had your attention and was just teasing for teasing's sake.

When he didn't move, you moaned, half-heartedly humping the air. "Hizashi, c'mon." 

He shrugged. No words. Giving in to what he wanted, you discarded the gamepad — the new quest was stupid anyway — and reached for the back of his head, drawing him close. 

To your mercy, he didn't toy with you, resuming with deep, luring licking. Once locked, you couldn't look away from his bright eyes, so beautifully nestled against you. One hand snaked under your nightgown to palm your breast, making sure to pinch your nipple plenty. The other grabbed your ass, kneading and spreading it in time with his tongue's movement. 

"God, I-" A moan cut off your intended praising of his mouth, so you stuck to sighing and gasping. Your hips fell into a pleasing rhythm with his lips. Long fingers stopped their kneading to slide inside, relapsing into their curling pressure. Feeling the tension flaring, you breathed, "Deeper." 

And he knew right where you wanted him to fondle; rubbing against your front wall as his mouth coddled your swelling clit until all the pull and pressure released. Your chest pushed up as muscles tightened and contracted. 

Amid the calming high and not letting you relax in the afterglow, Hizashi stood, pressing his clothed yet growing erection against you. Wetness brushed onto his sweatpants but was just pushed back into you with his excited grinding.  

His forehead nudged yours. His heavy groan and grinding heightened your already high reactivity. You whispered his name just before your lips met, surprising you with how dry your mouth was from all the gasping. 

He pulled away just so, holding your arms against the couch and keeping your eyes on his. The gruffness of his voice made you shiver, but it was nothing compared to what he said: “I want to cum in you.”

Words stuck in your throat, leaving you awkwardly humping and sighing, unable to swallow, in time with the rock of his hips. Kisses trailed to your neck, giving it the same love and attention he gave to your thighs. 

He knew it was something you've never had after embarrassingly admitting it. It didn't matter to him, and he never pushed you into doing anything uncomfortable or beyond your limits. But fuck. You'd be lying if you said you didn't think about it more routinely the farther your relationship made it; how it'd feel inside, how it'd trickle out, or how it'd stay deep inside for some time, how closer, more intimate, more bonded you'd feel once you've experienced it for the first time, especially with him.

"Would you let me? I wanna watch it drip out of your pussy." He kissed you. Teeth clinked. Tongues messily played against the other. The grinding hurried as his erection fought against the tight underwear. “Fuck. I wanna fuck you.” Lips weighed into yours again, his nose flattening to your cheek as he hastily mumbled, "I just wanna fuck you raw. Let me be the first to cum in you, baby. You deserve it."

"I-" You laughed at the nipping teeth. "Bedroom."

Hizashi yanked you to your feet with a giant smile. The crotch of his sweatpants had a wet mark from your arousal. He didn’t give you much time to react, choosing to shove his lips and chest against you, guiding you backward. Hands grappled at your nightgown, removing and casting it away in the bedroom's doorway. 

And he wasted no time with his clothing: he stripped off his sweatpants and underwear before plopping on the edge of the bed, thighs agape, stiff cock jouncing between them.

Impatience and enthusiasm dropped you to your knees before he was fully situated, swiftly taking him into your mouth. Your tongue brushed along his two frenum piercings. Their smoothness cooled your taste buds, urging you to suck sharper. 

A groan came as fingers tucked into your hair to press your head down. "Take me more."

You did, drool leaking from your lower lips. Thighs opened wider as you did, and you settled close. Your tongue swirled around him each sink, trying to keep the wetness in your mouth and put plenty of pressure on his underside with each slow pull out.

"Just a little more."

You did, again, hitting the back of your mouth. You pushed away the slight gag to keep going down. And his handsome moans spurred you further. You cupped his balls as you reached your limit and bobbed, only moving a little each way, loving how tight he tensed in your hand and mouth. 

His other hand held your neck to keep you down. He let out a lengthy moan as you strained for breath; the longer you choked on him, the lower his groans dropped. 

You tapped his leg and when we released you, you did the same to his cock, trying to drink all the saliva as you did. You pumped him a little, watching his foreskin roll on and off his glans, before kissing his shaft, wondering how the semen you've tasted so many times would actually feel. You've read things, watched things, heard others talk about it, and they were never really the same. Would it be warm? Could you physically feel the wetness? Or the actual spurt? Or was it mostly an emotional reaction? Maybe it wouldn't be any different.

"Come here." Hizashi helped you up and to sit on his lap. Your mouth became preoccupied with his again. You both clumsily moved up to the pillows, too horny to stop kissing. Palms cupped your ass. Fingers dug into your skin. Just as the tip of his penis skimmed along you, a thought of a condom briefly flashed before remembering why you were here again, and you sunk onto his cock. 

You swore at the same time. Your torso sloped forward, hands steadying yourself on his pecs, to savor how he shaped to your front wall. Each jerk of your hips tempted his to hump back, your bodies eagerly finding a rhythm together. He kissed and flattered you, especially your breasts, making sure to bite them a few times as well. 

But Hizashi didn't let you stay on top for long. He flipped you onto your back and, before you could move much, grabbed your legs and pushed them together, laying your calves against his chest. His heft weighed your shoulders into the bed. Your lower back lifted, letting him sink further. You clawed the thighs smacking into yours at an increasing pace. 

"God, Hizashi," you moaned between thrusts. "A little deeper."

He straightened, keeping your thighs on his chest. A snap forward, still lovingly brushing your front wall, curved your spine off the bed to seek the deeper angle. Hands clamped your hips, holding them in the elevated position. Each thrust coiled your back higher till the tilt was fucking perfect, fostering dripping arousal and dry-throated moans mixing into gasping praises.

“Just- Fuck- There,” you pleaded, clenching his forearms. The lean muscles tensed in time with his thrusts as they held you up. Sweat slicked under your palms. Ardor and pleasure fluttered in your chest, nestling deep in your stomach, waiting for the smallest change to send it over. 

Before you could reach down, Hizashi beat you to it, just not in the way you had been planning. His hands still gripped your hips, kneading and pulling, except one moved towards the other, gently yet firmly sliding a finger along your ass. With the trickled-down arousal, it just barely slicked in. The mixing thrill and pang lurched your hips. You grappled at the sheets as your muscles strained. 

Your rigid body bounced with his hastening one, hips and back aching at the workout. Nails pricked your thighs tightly, telling you he was at his end. Your pleasure went out the door as he bottomed out, and you watched his perfect mouth — his wet, florid, swollen mouth — hang open, low mumbles weaving into throaty groans. It latched onto your calf to silence the growing noises. 

You weren't sure if you felt it at first, too preoccupied with staring at his allure. But then the warmth slowly trickled in before quickly heating your lower stomach. It didn't feel wet, just really, really, remarkably warm. Your emotional excitement probably added to the growing, flushing fever, loving the different, carnal connectedness it gifted you with. 

You tried to wrap your legs around him, wanting to lock him close. When he didn't move, your hips wiggled closer, and he gave in, releasing your legs to lay chest to chest with you. Arms laid close to your temples. Balls flattened to your ass even as the erection gradually softened. Butterflies flittered in your stomach, just like the first few times you had together. Lips on your neck roused his name from your mouth. His lips were so light, eyes too green, too beautiful for anyone's health, cock lean but long, satisfying all the desires he promised to. 

He rasped right into your ear. "How does it feel?" 

You whined his name, turning into his arm, too embarrassed to look at him. But your hips and waist still rolled for the needed friction.

"Come on, how does it feel? How does it make your pussy feel?"

"Warm." 

"Just warm? Nothing else?" Flirty fingers drifted down your tummy. They snuck between your clammy bodies, rubbing and writhing together, to circle your swollen clit. You grit your teeth. Your neck rolled back, inviting teeth to continue playing with the thin skin. "C'mon, baby girl."

"Full," you half moaned at the pleasure, half fussed at the teasing. "God, just keep-" 

"I love you," he droned and rocked ever so slightly. You clawed at his back, maybe a little too much given his hiss, but you couldn't stop with the breadth and depth inside. "I love you so much."

Under his care and words, the pressure released so pleasantly, tenderly, thoroughly. The humidity swelled oddly into your chest and neck as you clinched around him. You moaned into salted skin, lips and tongue lazily sweeping along him, riding out the ebbing tension and flowing relief.

In the wake of your body settling and the heat abating, you realized you couldn't feel much. It was definitely slicker, sorta sticky. When he moved and some seeped out, wetness dribbled over your bottom and onto the sheets. It didn't really matter whether it was more physical or emotional, though. It was just satisfying and rewarding to feel it with him. 

You eventually repeated the sentiment back: "I love you, too."

[delaware-lemme-smash]

Hii! May i request some headcanons were mt. lady, sir night eye, present mic, eraser and all might react to their s/o wearing their clothes after sex? Like if they didn’t have any clothes with them what weren’t… dirty so they stole some! Sorry if this is boring but I thought it was kinda cute :)

Hope you enjoy these, lovely!

Characters: Takeyama Yuu/Mount Lady, Sasaki Mirai/Sir Nighteye, Yamada Hizashi/Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta/Eraserhead, Yagi Toshinori/All Might

Contents: gn!reader, mild nsfw

Takeyama Yuu/Mount Lady

Perhaps it was an impromptu tryst, because you’re at Mount Lady’s apartment and your only clothes are dirty. Perhaps your stuff got torn up in a fight with a villain and now you’ve come back to hers to ‘celebrate’, you find yourself left with nothing but your underwear. Perhaps not even that. 

You could sleep naked, but it’s not the most comfortable situation to be in. So you wander over to Yuu’s wardrobe (really a walk-in closet). She might only be a debut hero, but she’s very popular and spends a lot of time in the limelight. This translates to making absolute bank, and she spends a lot of it on beautiful clothes. Obviously, you’re not going to wear a gala dress to bed, so you grab a t-shirt that looks pretty old, and maybe a pair of yoga pants. 

Depending on your size compared to her, they might be fine, or they might be a tight fit. When she comes back into the bedroom, her skin gleaming from her nightly skincare routine, she stops in the doorway and pouts at you.

“If you stretch those out, you’re going to have to replace them.”

“...says the woman who turns into a titan?” The irony is too much for you.

“Only my hero costume stretches with me, duh.” A pause. “Your butt does look good in those yoga pants, though.”

Sasaki Mirai/Sir Nighteye

It would seem that if you’re dating Sir Nighteye, you’ve at least got some sense of planning and responsibility. But you’re only human, and sometimes you’re going to find yourself caught short. Short on clothes, in this case. Even if your clothes are clean, you couldn’t fathom sleeping in your work clothes.

You wait until Sir Nighteye is in the bathroom, brushing his teeth, before sneaking open one of his drawers and grabbing something at random. You end up with…

A pair of boxers and a vintage All Might t-shirt.

It’s hardly the sexiest of nightwear, but you make it work. He leans back into the doorway to tell you to borrow some clothing, and you’re lounging on his bed, all “Paint me like one of your French girls”. 

“I’ve been waiting for you~” you purr.

He nearly spits out his mouthwash, and disappears back into the bathroom to gather himself. You distinctly hear him chuckle under his breath, then clear his throat.

“If you want to entice me, darling, don’t wear the face of my former boss on your torso.”

Yamada Hizashi/Present Mic

Hizashi’s always trying to get you to wear his clothes, anyway! He drapes his little moto jacket (the casual one, not the studded one he wears as part of his costume) over your shoulders a lot and tells you how great you look. 

Seeing his partner wear his clothes just gives him this little kick and makes him feel all warm and fuzzy inside. 

You’ve got a variety of options in Mic’s wardrobe. In the t-shirt section, you’ve got a lot of band t-shirts, weird, bright coloured ones covered in fruit or English slogans, a few rare Eraserhead merch t-shirts he got done to piss off Aizawa, and if you want to borrow some boxers, you’ll be hard pressed to find some that don’t have a loud, zany pattern on them. 

If you want to be (moderately) sexy, grab a vintage band t-shirt and a pair of his black boxer briefs. If you want to make him laugh, grab the stupidest t-shirt you can find and pair it with an eye watering set of boxer shorts, especially if they have bananas on them. 

Hizashi grins wide enough to split his face in half at the sight of you in his clothes. It doesn’t matter if you went for sexy or stupid, really, because he’ll just try to get you out of them again, if you know what I mean~

Aizawa Shouta/Eraserhead

This is one of those things that Aizawa doesn’t know he likes until he sees it for the first time. He’s probably dragged himself out of your post-coital snooze to get you both some water or feed the stray cat on his balcony, leaving you to ponder your clothing situation. 

When you open Aizawa’s wardrobe, it’s 75% loose black shirts and pants, with a few non-black items crammed at one end, including those infamous pink sweatpants. 

It seems he’s not totally averse to colour, just not when he’s working. He has a few t-shirts (gifts from Hizashi) covered in cats (as opposed to just covered in cat hair, like the rest). 

If you’ve cuddled him at all, which you have, thoroughly, you know that all his clothes are surprisingly soft and comfortable. He tends to end up with raggedy cuffs on his sleeves, but even so, the shirt has that soft texture clothing gets when it’s been washed many times. You dig out some random black shorts he has, though you’ve never seen him expose his pasty legs in public, so they must be old.

Shouta shuffles back into the room to find you asleep, curled up in your borrowed finery. There’s something about the sight of you lying in his bed, wearing his clothes, looking so warm and comfortable. It’s like a little gut punch of domesticity. 

“You’re meant to ask, you brat,” he says fondly, flopping onto the bed next to you. 

Still, he reflects, as he pulls you closer, that shirt’s gonna smell like you now. Maybe he should make you wear it every time you sleep over.

Yagi Toshinori/All Might

All Might’s still pretty nervous about being in a relationship so he’s not 100% sure of the protocol, especially when you’re at his place and you don’t have any clean clothes to wear to bed. He gets flustered and goes to see if he can quickly wash your clothes, forgetting the entire wardrobe of clean clothes right there.

All Might or Small Might, his clothes are going to absolutely drown you no matter what size you are. Toshi’s a titan. Any t-shirt you try to borrow is basically a giant nightshirt. 

Toshinori splutters a little at the sight of you swimming in the fabric of one of his shirts. Once he’s done coughing into his elbow, he offers you a toothy grin, his eyes crinkled up.

“That…might be a little big on you,” he says, tugging playfully on all the excess fabric. “Are you sure it’s going to be comfortable?”

You tell him that you like the feeling of the soft, loose fabric, and the fact that it smells a little like his cologne, even after being washed. He’s chuckles at that, wrapping his large hands around your waist, the fabric cinching in against you.

“Well, never thought one of my old shirts could look so adorable.”

[yuezodiaco]

Types of kisses

What would it be like to kiss with these BNH characters?

(Yamada, Aizawa, Toshinori, Keigo, Kugo)

Yamada Hizashi

Hizashi loves to give you kisses on your neck and ear, he loves it when you get nervous and blush. This kind of kiss he does in front of everyone to mark territory and even more so when another hero sees you with romantic interest.

- Another kiss Hizashi gives you is a temptation kiss, he kisses you right after and in certain places to shake you up this guy does it in the safety of his house to tempt you and have sex after a somewhat hectic day.

Aizawa Shota

- Aizawa is a quiet man and loves his personal intimacy, Aizawa gives you shy kisses when he knows they are on the street or at school, he poor he is embarrassed for others to see it, you personally love to see how his ears blush when he kisses you.

- Or, but at home he is more affectionate, he kisses you on the lips with more passion while hugging you around the waist to be closer to you, he loves to feel your body close to him.

Yagi Toshinori

- Toshinori loves to give you kisses on your forehead, it gives you to understand the love he feels for you, no matter where you are either on the street, at school or at home, he will always kiss your forehead when one of you has to leave.

- Toshinori feels sorry for you, but he gives you a kiss without tongue is something that both you and he feel the pation in this kind of kisses, personally you love when Yagi gives them to you at home and more when you go to sleep.

Keigo Takami

- Oh Keigo this man loves to give you wet kisses, he loves to take the reins when they kiss they are very passionate he likes to see you blushing and dizzy when he finishes kissing you.

- Another type of kiss that Haws loves is a movie type kiss, like in dramatic productions where the heads of both are tilted and so they kiss, Keigo feels the passion in this type of kiss and more so when the two are on patrol at night.

Kugo Sakamata

- Eskimo kiss our beloved Gang Orca loves this kind of kiss, he feels it so affectionate and intimate when you are in the quiet of his office after a rather heavy meeting.

- When the two of you are arguing over meaningless things Kugo will give you an aggressive kiss by kissing you, he will gently bite your lower lip and stare at you, while sucking on your upper lip to give him a sense of dominance.

[sassypantsjaxon]

We really should talk about how twice now Aizawa's only warning that everything was about to go to shit was that Mic was in immediate danger

[obsessed-dragon]

Things your dragon boyfriend should have mentioned earlier 🐲

[vahveroiden-kasvatti]

I come to you today with this au from last year that I never posted, where Aizawa is a sad retired hero after the war and knits sweaters for his husband and children.

[specialagentlokitty]

Present mic x reader - happy surprises

Heyy, a cool idea would be Present Mic x reader where he’s on the radio taking calls and fan reader gets to call him. Add whatever you like of course just an idea lol, I’d love to see what else you come up with - Anon💜

Sitting on the stool, you were reading through the list of ingredients in front of you, listening to the soothing voice of your favourite radio talk show host.

You weren’t paying all too much attention to him, you were focused on getting everything ready for opening the bakery the next day, so when your phone began to ring you didn’t think twice about it.

Picking it up you stuck it on speaker, setting it back down on the counter.

“Hello, Blueberry Bakery, (Y/N) speaking, are you placing an order or picking up one?” You asked.

“Well what a formal greeting!”

“Mr Present Mic?!”

There was a loud laughter on the other end, you had to get up and mute your radio so you were able to hear him better.

“That’s right! You’re our lucky caller! So why don’t you tell us about yourself yo!”

You laughed a little awkwardly.

“Well, I uh, I work nights, I’m actually at work right now.”

“You mentioned a bakery, you got any recommendations!?”

You hummed a little, resting your chin on your hand as you looked at your phone.

“Depends on what you like, my specialty is cakes. I make them for all sorts of occasions, birthdays, weddings, that sort of stuff.”

“Amazing! Tell me more!”

You grinned even more as you excitedly began to tell him about some of the cakes you had managed to bake before.

After five minutes he announced it was time for the next caller after a few songs and you ended the call, gushing about how you were just on the phone with your all time favourite hero.

You grabbed your phone to excitedly text your friend when you noticed that the number in your recent call logs wasn’t blocked, it was an actual mobile number.

You decided to message the number, worrying it wasn’t safe for him to give out his number to random people like this.

You: hi, I was just on your radio show, I just wanted to let you know you haven’t restricted you phone number so anybody you call can see it and save it. Just in case you didn’t know how here’s how you find it!

With that, you sent the message with a photo on which part of his phones settings he needed to be on.

Setting your phone back down, you went back to your work, sleeves rolled up as you carried on with the various projects you were working on.

You worked through until early morning when you let the day shift in, and you grabbed your things, giving them all a wave as you went home to sleep.

Again, you were back the next night doing the same thing, looking through the orders that a few people were collecting after hours.

Setting them aside in time order, you put your apron on and got to work on the final touches for them, and one by one people came to collect them.

You usually had the same routine, so even after a few weeks you were doing the same thing, listening to the radio while working, though it wasn’t Present Mic on, since his show didn’t run every night of the week, it was still nice.

Hearing the buzzer go, you walked over and pressed it, letting the person in.

“On moment!” You called.

Setting the cake back into the chiller, you brushed your hands on your apron as you looked down at your list.

“Do you have the receipt you were given for your order?”

“Oh yeah! Here!”

Your head shot up at the voice, and you grinned from ear to ear.

“Mr Present Mic!”

He laughed loudly, slamming his receipt down in the counter.

“Yo! The caller from the other week!” He beamed.

You grinned sheepishly, running a hand up and down your arm as you took his receipt.

“It’s a real honour to meet you, you’re my favourite hero!”

“What?! No way?! Me?!”

You laughed, nodding your head as you lifted up the counter, letting him come through and you handed him an apron.

“I actually had a message saying they needed to confirm some final details when you arrived.”

Setting his receipt down you looked for the matching one and looked over it, grabbing the cake he had ordered and brought it out.

“They wanted you to pick some final colours and such, so if you let me know I can get it done right away.”

“Oh so many to choose from! Can I decorate it?!” He gushed.

You laughed a little, nodding as you took the cake to the work station.

“Go right ahead, we do need to remind you that if you decorate it yourself you can’t ask for a refund.”

“Not to worry!”

He happily began to work while you set a cake down next to him, getting to work on this one as well.

You looked at present mac as he decorated his own cake with a bright grin on his face, then went back to your work.

You finished the first part and left it there as you walked to the front, cleaning out the cases.

“Yo! This is so good! It didn’t even take you that long!” He gushed.

You laughed a little nervously.

“Thanks, I’ve been working here for years, my parents were bakers as well.”

“Amazing! Can you help me!?”

“Of course!”

Walking over, you washed your hands and stood next to him, listening to him as he excitedly explained what he wanted done with his cake.

You happily showed him what to do, and the whole time you were fully aware of his focused on his gaze on you.

Once you were done, you went back to your own work, and he watched your carefully, and you took the cake back, doing a quick tidy up which he helped with.

When you were done, you turned around to look at him, giving him a smile and he grinned brightly.

“Oh! I didn’t know if you got my message about thanking you!”

You furrowed your brows a little, pulling out your phone, and you looked through your messages, shaking your head.

“No, hold on let me check something.”

Present mic stood over your shoulder while you went through your phone.

“Oh yeah, never mind you went through to my unknown messages.” You laughed.

“Ouch! Didn’t even save my number!” He pouted.

He placed a hand over his heart pretending to be hurt about it and you laughed a little bit.

“It wasn’t my place to save, I just wanted to make sure you knew you were giving it out.”

“Much appreciated yo!”

He stuffed his hands into his pocket, leaning down a little with a grin on his face.

“Can I decorate another cake?!”

“Yeah, I was actually making one for myself for my birthday, go right ahead!”

You grabbed another cake and handed it over for him so he could decorate.

You were still in slight shock of him in your work, and as the night drew on to an end, he got ready to leave with his cake.

“Oh! Can I see ya phone?”

You nodded your head, handing it over to him, and he took it for a few seconds before handing it back to you, picking up his cake.

You walked him out, and he looked at you, giving you a grin.

“Let’s do this again sometimes (Y/N)!”

With that he walked away.

You locked up again.

When you got home you decided to see what he had done, and you noticed a new contact in your messages along with a missed message from it.

Hizashi: thanks for the cake!

He’d sent you a photo of him grinning with the grin with the cake in the background and you laughed loudly at how goofy he looked

[agendercrisisx]

The world sucks but as you move in with the number one hero, everything turns a little easier. You get to be a stay-at-home partner and they take total care of you.

You get everything you ever wanted and everything you point at. They spoil you rotten, but nothing compares to the sex.

They use you as a way to get the stress out, you are their personal fucktoy. But god they love you so much. One day they need to fuck your brains out because they couldn't catch the villain. Using you for their own selfish gain.

And the next day, they would eat you out for hours as a way to tell you how much you mean to them. Then fucking you so gently and whispering sweet nothings in your ear, because they love you so much. You are their precious angel.

[i-cant-sing]

You know who would be homophobic to their yandere?

Teen reader being kidnapped byvolatonic yandere dads (Erasermic or DabiHawks).

Like you're telling me that you wouldn't honestly yell every slur in the book and be anti LGBQT the moment you find out that your "supposed caregivers" that took you in were actually the reason why your loving family/mom/dad was DEAD (for Erasermic au) or falsely imprisoned in jail for life (for DabiHawks au).

Yeah, I don't buy that.

Now I'm imagining yandere parents becoming very concerned for you because "murder is fine, but homophobia? NOT UNDER OUR ROOF!" and start whatever the opposite of conversion therapy is for you.

But like what would they actually do??? MMe you read brochures? Books? Maybe if it's DabiHawks, they'd definitely go for reading you those storybooks for kids that promote the gay dads ( Hawks going "the question shouldn't be why do you have 2 dads?! It should be why not 3-!" With Dabi bonking him on the head because for the umpteenth time keigo brought up fucking Enji.). If its Erasermic, I can see Aizawa ignoring you whenever you're behaving like this and giving you whole ass lectures on why it's not OK to be homophobic, while Hizashi is fully convinced that you're acting like this because you're afraid to come out of the closet yourself and now he's trying very hard to make you come out, which doesn't matter in the long run because he and Aizawa ain't allowing you to date anyone, period.

[presentmicrophone]

What if... pink Mic’s sound waves were heart-shaped?

[queer-obsession]

on my bullshit again and thought abt if MHA characters (pro heroes) would hard launch or soft launch your relationship so here you go:

Izuku Midoiya: soft launch - he's definitely the type to take a relationship slow in general anyway and with his status as a pro he wouldn't want to just throw you to the wolves. His manager helps him out and after you've been together for honestly almost a year he'll carefully start stepping back from being single. If asked if he's in a relationship in an interview instead of "no" he'll say "no comment", he'll purposefully get caught buying something for you a couple times, he'll tweet a quote abt love, and eventually post a picture of him holding hands with you or hugging you where your face isn't visible, then his next interview when he gets asked if he has a partner he'll say yes and that's it, a few days later he posts a photo kissing you with your face visible and captions it with a simple heart

Katsuki Bakugou: No launch - He is a firm believer of it's nobodies fucking business so he just doesn't talk abt it. Eventually you guys would get caught by fans or paparazzi and he'd probably be like "yeah that's my partner got a fucking problem with it?" and that's it. Honestly people are to afraid to bring you up in interviews

Shoto Todoroki: Soft launch - he doesn't know the fucking difference but his manager would eventually want him to soft launch your relationship when people start to catch on so he does. He does the classics, gets caught buying flowers, posts abt love, takes a photo of a candlelit table for two, and eventually posts you two together. What the world doesn't know is that your actually the one that crafted all the soft launch posts

Kaminari Denki: Hard launch (by accident) - he can't help himself 😭 you guys probably planned on keep your relationship on the low for a bit longer but he accidentally mentions you in an interview or he posts a photo of you talking abt how cute you are and doesn't realize he did it on his main

Kirishima Eijiro: Hard launch - He can't shut up abt you. The second you guys are official EVERYONE knows. One day he just gets asked abt his relationship status and he just praises you for a minute straight and you only became his girlfriend a month ago

Mina Ashido: Soft launch - I think she would love crafting and organizing a soft launch. Taking fun teasing pictures and watching people in the comments freak out. She just finds it cute to soft launch and practical. She eventually posts a photo of you two together probably on a holiday with the cheesiest and sweetest caption. She defiantly planned everything with the idea of announcing your relationship on said holiday to

Keigo Takami (Hawks): Soft launch - He's a very high ranking hero and let's not forget that the hero commission helicopters him like a bunch of stalkers. your relationship would be a secret for a while, over a year 1/2, because of the commission. When they realize your not going anywhere and that the public is catching on they organize for his handler and PR team to soft launch the relationship. I feel like his PR team definitely built up a bachelor reputation for him so they have to soft launch to get people shipping you guys and not being as mad he's no longer single. Shit goes on for months, him getting caught buying gifts, getting caught at a fancy restaurant, his PR manger tweeting cryptic shit, organizing a fake paparazzi shoot where they "catch" him holding hands with an unknown person. Eventually he mentions being in a relationship in an interview, but he doesn't post you for another few weeks at his managers request so that people can "digest"

Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic): Hard launch - he doesn't really mention his personal life to much but his students know abt you and he mentions you on his radio show. He just casually mentions you one day and then doesn't talk abt you again for two months when he casually mentions you again

Aizawa Shouta: No launch (lowkey secret) - Another firm believer of it's no one's fucking business. There is no launch because your relationship would most likely be a secret. Never mentions you at work, is an underground hero, and a definite homebody. There was never any hope of any type of launch. Present mic is the only one that knows except maybe Midnight. Nezu knows to but he's a stalker

Rumi Usagiyama (Mirko): Hard launch - When i say hard launch i mean it. This women legit just makes out with you in public one day and that's it. The internet almost breaks because it comes out of no where for the general public. Never talks abt you because she likes the focus to be on her hero work but doesn't shy away from PDA and doesn't care if people know.

i hope someone finds this interesting 😭 reblogs appreciated ❤️ have fun down the MHA rabbit hole

[sassypantsjaxon]

Okay, but Mic bugging Aizawa through the narration is so cute

[hey-hamlet]

lets kill Sensei Au

Does afo teach them about villainy and intimidation tactics ? If he taught history je would probably just spend the entire class calling put govarment propaganda and telling the truth .

He's a very good teacher! I'm not sure UA was expecting their students to have once weekly classes on manipulation, human anatomy and acting, but 1C makes the most of it! Their chemistry classes focus maybe a little too long on the toxic stuff, and their biology classes are probably criminal, but hes a shockingly good teacher!

His history lessons leave a little to be desired, admittedly. His sources are all "i was there" which are impossible to cite! The day Shinso recovers some credible sources about an anti-quirk riot AfO started 200 years ago, AfO is so impressed he promises to stand still for a whole minute! None of them manage to kill him, but it was productive, at least! Izuku got some great quirk data!

[black-and-yellow]

How much would it cost to see post lov Loudspeaker with all of his scars? I have shiny rocks and seashells

Doesn't take much to convince me to draw Loudspeaker. But give me your coolest rock.