#rody soul x reader

[miniimight]

❝ CAN YOU STOP PUTTING EVERYTHING ON THE TOP SHELVES?! ❞ you finally talk to him after a little argument ( height difference )

with deku, bakugou, rody

IZUKU

he tried to look nonchalant as he responded with a questioning hum. yeah, he was putting stuff on the top shelves. "hmm, what?"

you crossed your arms and glared at him. "you heard me."

he turned to you with the picture of innocence plastered on his face. "i don't know what you mean, i just put things where i put them. it just happens that they're high up."

you raised an accusatory eyebrow.

"for you, anyway." he mumbled, turning back to make his sandwich.

"exactly!" you exclaimed. "for me! you know i can't reach things up there and you do it on purpose!" you found your face was hot as you explained it.

you knew exactly why—you both had gotten into a little fight and you weren't talking to him for a while. this was the first time you had spoken since the argument, and even though you were yelling at him, your voice was music to his ears.

a small smile spread on his face despite his efforts to feign innocence. "on purpose?"

"yes!"

he paused, walking towards you. his disregard for space led to you being crammed against the counter behind you. he leaned over you and asked, "what it is that you need, love?"

your cheeks heated and you cast your gaze to the floor. "the box up there..." you murmured. he stretched to reach it and you flattened your palms against his chest. "izuku! you're squishing me—!"

he chuckled and brought the box down to the counter before kissing your forehead. "i'm glad we're talking again."

BAKUGO

"what was that?" he asked you, a knowing smirk on his face.

you huffed, already on top the counter trying (and failing) to reach the stupid box you needed. "i said stop putting shit on the top shelves. you know i can't reach it."

he shrugged, turning his attention back to his phone. "i dunno what you're talkin' about, princess."

you glared and pointed to the box. "you don't even use it?!"

"aw, don't jump the gun on me now, babe. you know i like to switch things up a lil' bit." he grinned, taking so much joy in your visible frustration. he was just happy you were speaking with him again.

you rolled your eyes, electing to ignore him as you tried your best not to fall off the surface or pull the cabinet down with you.

bakugo eyed you carefully as he threw away the thought of you begging for his help, reluctantly decided your immediate safety was more important. "'kay, that's enough." he walked over, his hands on your hips steadying your wobbly movement. "you'll hurt yourself, y/n. come down."

"i want that stupid box..." you pouted.

he rolled his eyes, his arms now circling around you as he lifted you off the counter. you gasped and curled your legs towards your body, clutching his wrists.

"oh, relax, you know i won't drop ya." he grumbled and set you down next to him. he easily plucked the box from its high perch, handing it to you.

"happy now?" he pinched your cheek. "stubborn brat. could've broken a bone or somethin'."

RODY

"what, having trouble sweetheart?" he snickered.

your face heated and you huffed. "rody... just get it for me, please."

"hmmm..." he pretended he was thinking hard. "i think... no."

you looked at him incredulously. "no? you put it up there!"

"i so did not." he turned up his nose, though pino was smiling and nodding her head.

you narrowed your eyes at him. "you're sabotaging me into breaking your silent treatment."

"whaaaat?" he exaggerated confusion. he held his head and pointed at himself dumbly. "me?"

"you're impossible." you rolled your eyes, moving to climb onto the counter.

"in any case, my plan worked wonderfully," his signature smirk graced his lips as he laughed softly, leaning against the wall to survey your distress.

your fingers just about brushed the side of the box before pino crashed into it, sending it further back and completely out of your reach. you swiveled to glare at the little pink bird. "pino!"

she bashfully twirled in the air before happily fluttering away.

rody's laughter filled your ears and you groaned, resting your head against the shelf. you heard shuffling—when you looked up, rody and his stupid smug smirk was beside you, easily bringing the box down.

"now we both look stupid, yeah?" he pressed a fat kiss on your cheek and softened when you laughed brightly.

© miniimight ! thanks for reading <3

[nymphoheretic]

Nymph: Just a quick repost for my old account. Yeah...I'm back in my MHA era...

Synopsis: You and Rody were hosting the monthly movie night with Ochaco and Izuku and during Rody gets a little handsy.

Pairing: Rody Soul x fem!reader

CW: reader has female genitalia, voyeurism, cockwarming, fingering, teasing, edging

Tags: @babiefwuit @bakugosbratx @stygianoir @bookandyarndragon @noriken @sailewhoremoon @tokyometronetwork

You bit your finger as your boyfriend stroked his fingers over the fabric of your panties, his warm breath ghosting over your ear as he pretended to hold you closer under the banket as a rather intense part of the horror film came on the screen. "R-Rody..." you whimpered out as you felt him them slide the fabric to the side.

"Hmm?" He hummed against your neck as he turned his attention back to the movie. "You say something, Princess?" He acted like he was paying full concentration to the movie and not like he was not currently torturing your sweet little cunt with his fingers.

Another small whine left your throat as your eyes darted over to your two best friends who were on the other couch, watching the movie. You were thankful for the blanket that covered you and Rody. "Y-you know what...Ah~" your voice broke off in a short moan when your boyfriend slipped two fingers into your drooling, aching hole slowly filling your body.

Rody hid a smirk as he watched you struggle to keep your voice down as he teased your body. He knew what he was doing to you, he was just acting like he didn't because it was always so much fun to see how much you could take before you broke. "What are you talking about?" he questioned as he sped up the pace of is fingers, drilling into you until tears started to form in your eyes.

You sobbed quietly as Rody continuously thrusts in and out of your clenching hole. You bit your lip when Izuku happened to glance your way, trying to muffle your moans.

"Why are you squirming so much?" Rody's voice whispered in your ear. "Is this movie too scary for you?" He's watched this movie so many times that he knew a certain scene was about to come up. He sped up his fingers, hitting that sweet spot that only he knew about that had you creaming on his fingers.

You let out a scream just as a huge jumpscare flashed on the screen as you came hard on your boyfriend's fingers. Your breathing was hard as you felt him nuzzle his face into you neck soothingly as he muttered, "Poor baby, got so scared."

"You meanie." you gasped out, tears streaming down your face.

Rody didn't say anything as he shuffled underneath you. It wasn't until you felt his hot cock resting against the curve of your ass did you realize what he was going to do. He leaned down and growled in your ear, "You want to see mean? Pretty baby, I'll show you mean." his hands grasped your hips and lifted you up until you were hovering over his hard dick.

You let out a gasp as Rody slowly pulled you down onto his fat cock, splitting you open. You expected him to immediately start moving, but he didn't. Instead he turned his full attention to the movie, watching with intent grey eyes. You wanted to scream and yell at him. How could he get you all hot and bothered, seating you on his cock ad not do anything.

"Rody..." A small whine formed in the back of your throat as you stole a glance at your friends, Izuku and Ochaco. A gasp left you when he pressed two fingers against your clit and rubbed soft, slow circles around it as his other hand rested on your hip. Tears fell own your face as you silently pleaded for him to move. He gave your thigh a slap when you grinded down on him to cause some kind of friction. "R-Rody...please...I..."

"Are you okay?" Ochaco asked, seeing the tears that fell down your face. "Is the movie too scary for you?"

You tried to answer her, but it was then that Rody took hold of your hips and began thrusting up into your wet pussy with short, harsh thrusts that stole your breath away. Your mind went blank as you tried to formulate words.

Rody leaned up and whispered in your ear as he thrusts even faster into your sopping wet hole, "C'mon, pretty. Answer her."

©️2022 nymphoheretic - I do not give permission to copy, edit, alter, or distribute my work. Do not adverse on tiktok. Do not repost on any other platform.

[frickingnerd]

rody soul dating headcanons

pairing: rody soul x gn!reader

tags: fluff, established relationship, mentions of jealousy

rody falls in love with you at first sight! 

but he's going to be in denial about his feelings for you for quite a while, so it'll take him months to even admit to himself he likes you

and even then, he still has to tell you that he's in love with you–

he's playfully flirting with you at first, trying to see if you're the type to fall for his charms

and once you flirt back, he's going to be grinning like a lovestruck idiot

though he'll try to overplay it with a cocky grin and trying to brush it off quickly, so you won't notice how flustered he is

but if you keep a close eye on pino, you can tell just how nervous rody got~

eventually, rody is going to be direct with you and confess his feelings to you! 

he honestly expected to be rejected by you and just wanted to get it over with, but to his surprise, you told him you were in love with him as well!

you aren't rody's first partner, but you are the first one he is in a serious relationship with!

rody isn't used to being in a relationship like this and sometimes he acts in ways he probably shouldn't

he's very protective of you, given the neighborhood he lives in and he always has an arm wrapped around you when the two of you are out together

if the two of you happen to come across any villains, rody is going to run head first into trouble, in an attempt to protect you–

you always scold him afterwards for being so damn reckless but he's just trying to be a good boyfriend for you!

rody is a very touchy and clingy person

he loves to hold your hand, cuddle you or kiss you, even when the two of you are out in public

he's just very affectionate and this also shows when he sees you talking to another guy

rody gets jealous very easily! 

he tries to hide it, but he keeps glaring at any guys talking to you and he'll always be extra affectionate towards you when someone else is around…

[star-light-imagines]

Works In Progress.

Hello Everyone! I feel bad for not posting anything in the last few days, but I have been working on a few different stories that I'm planing to post soon. Because of this, I decided I could share what I have planned and the time frames I have set for their release dates.

These are just timeframes I have set for myself, however if I end up writing faster these will be posted before as well as if it's taking me longer than expected than it will be pushed back.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Like Father, Like Son. (May 20th / May 21st)

This was a request for Bakugo x reader with a future son that is exactly like Bakugo.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Under Your Spell. (May 22nd / May 24th)

This was a request for Aizawa x reader where the reader is a villain and has a quirk that can seduce people.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Hey, Fluffball. (May 25th / May 30th)

This was a request for a Bakugo x reader with an anteater quirk specifically with a fluffy tail, and powerful claws.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Daddy? Pt. II (May 30th / June 5th)

Requested for a part II after posting part I, currently working on each character in order to not rush myself and but out even better content for this part. Features: Katsuki Bakugo, Eijiro Kirishima, Neito Monoma, Mirio Togata with a future daughter that showed up in the past.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Fly To You. (June 7th / June 10th)

The first of a long list of non requested work that I have saved in my drafts. This is a Rody Soul x reader where he visits Japan after hearing the news about the Paranormal Liberation War.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Light In The Dark. (June 12th / June 15th)

Rody Soul x reader where Rody hasn't seen the reader since they went back to Japan. This will be mostly from Rody's perspective and won't have much involvement of the reader. Could be read as a prequel for Fly To You.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Broken Wings. (June 17th / June 20th )

Keigo Takami (Hawks) x reader, where Keigo is avoiding to talk to the reader about his fight with Dabi as well as the fact that his wings were burned. This will be a hurt/angst with major comfort, this will also be my first posted work that has mature explicit content.

[cupidcreates]

What Lies Below

My Hero Academia Fic

Pairings: Reader x Various Yanderes

Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todoroki, Rody Soul, Tenya Iida, Eijirou Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Tokoyami Fumikage, Hitoshi Shinsou, Tamaki Amajiki, Mirio Togata, Shouta Aizawa, Keigo Takami, Touya Todoroki, Tomura Shigaraki

Genre: Mystery, Horror, Yandere, Creature Feature, Alternate Universe, Modern AU, Quirked AU, Reader Insert

Rating: 18+

Tags:Race Ambiguous Reader, Gender Ambiguous Reader, Reader They/Them Pronouns, Horror Themes, Sexual Themes, Kinks TBA

Summary: Y/n has been working at the Musutafu Facility for Anomalies for seven years now and though they never amounted to more than a desk jockey in that time they’ve been able to gain in-depth knowledge of the facility layout. There is something going on deep within the bowels of this place, something that Y/n is sure precipitated their grandmother's disappearance decades ago. They’re going to find out what it is. They’ve got a month to explore the facility while it’s evacuated and “under construction”, and they intend to leave no stone unturned, no area unsearched, and no truth uncovered…much to the delight of the creatures within that have developed a particular fondness for Y/n….

Status: Upcoming

Updates: TBD

Notes: All Characters 18+, Yandere Characters displaying Obsessive and Toxic Behavior, Specific Creatures TBA

Masterlist

Chapters/Taglist Below (Not yet filled out, Still WIP)

Chapter one

Taglist! :D

@smileybokuto @furfoxsake22 @iambashfulperson @sailorcorgis @barnesparkers @fucktheworlddude @andrastesbeard @chaosatmidnight @thepuckishrogue @black-rose-29 @loveinhaikyuu @katsumi-sumi @rvgrsbrns @andrastesbeard @fantasyismyreality​ @kara062284-blog​​​   @ofinkandpaper​​​  @askingdaniella-blog @sparklylanddetective​​ @sunnywonki @riderpurplefox4221​

[crushzone]

Head full of Rody Soul tonight HDIWBSKABDJWKAL

[justscrolling765]

Rody deserves some affection if you like Rody you may like this...

[hwmsoul-abigail]

🩷🐦Masterlist🐦🩷

☆ - NSFW

Dating Rody would include...

SMUT Drabble - GN! Reader ☆

[miniimight]

Hellooo! Could you please write for the boys where the reader is sick but doesn't tell them bcs she doesn't wanna bother them?? I love your your blog sm 💙💙

HIDING YOUR SICKNESS ! reader doesn't wanna bother her boyfriend

with izuku, bakugo, rody + fem!reader (pro hero era)

notes thanks for the request anon !!

you: hey i don't think i can make our date tonight... i'm sorry, something came up

he frowned when he got the text. he pinched the bridge of his nose and his overthinking kicked in. you'd been distancing yourself a lot recently... between you spending all your time at someone else's place, having to postpone dates, and his hero work, you barely got to see each other.

he was worried. he pressed the call button and waited for you to pick up.

IZUKU

"hello? y/n?"

you folded from the concern in his voice. he was always going to be worried about you, no matter what you tried to do.

"izuku..." you rasped and you could tell he was taken aback.

"what's wrong, honey?" he said softly. "you don't sound too good..."

you bit your lip. oh, what the hell. he was going to find out anyway. "i'm just a little sick, that's all. i can handle—"

"sick?!" izuku exclaimed and you shied away from his volume. "my love, you should have told me."

"no, it's really okay—"

"how long have you felt this way? is this why you've been postponing our dates? where are you right now?" he ignored your protests and rambled on with more questions for a bit. you weakly answered them all.

"okay, sweetheart, i'm on my way." you could hear him huffing as you assumed he leapt across rooftops. "stay on call..."

a burden was lifted off your shoulders, and the relief made you fall asleep right then and there.

later—though how much later, you didn't know—you blinked the sleep out of your eyes. groaning, you stretched your arms and propped your body up with your elbows.

"oh, you're awake. lay down, love."

you tuned into izuku's voice, squinting through your daze. he was sitting at your bedside, a wet rag in his hand. he shushed you when you tried to ask him all your questions, gently laying the rag across your forehead and kissing your heated cheek.

"you had a fever, honey." izuku hummed, pulling the chair closer to the bed and leaning over the side. "you shouldn't have been under all those stuffy blankets."

you frowned and looked around. the windows were open, the curtains flowing as fresh air filtered in. it was true, you did feel a little less suffocated.

you pursed your lips, feeling guilty. "i'm sorry."

he was absolutely bewildered. "what could you possibly be sorry for?"

you sniffed, rubbing your eyes. "you were at work, right? and..."

izuku softened, stroking your temples with understanding. "it's never an issue for me to take care of you, love. don't be sad. just relax and let me handle everything, okay? i'm here now, to take care of you."

BAKUGO

"where are you and why have you been avoiding my calls?"

you pressed your lips into a thin line. straight to the point, as usual. "i'm... i'm staying at a friend's for the time being." you tried to speak evenly, without any tiredness.

you heard bakugo sigh deeply. "what's the matter, baby? and don't think about hidin' anything from me."

you groaned internally, letting your head drop against the mattress. you mumbled.

"what was that?"

you flared up, heat overwhelming your body. "i'm sick! okay?! i'm so sick right now."

he didn't respond.

you sighed. "i didn't want you to catch anything or worry about it. i can handle it and i'll be back in no time."

he scoffed. "fuck that. i'm coming to get you."

"kat, really—?!"

"yes, really!" you heard faint explosions in the background. "seriously, thinking you can recover on your own when you can't even speak properly." he chuckled.

you wanted to retort, but your throat burned. hmph, you thought. you let yourself drift asleep, feeling comforted.

later, you woke up in his bed to the sound of clanking pots in the kitchen. brows furrowed, you groaned as you stretched, your body buzzing after you let yourself drop into the plush mattress once more.

bakugo peeked into the room. "you're up. good. you need to eat." with an apron on, he placed an assortment of dishes in front of you; soup, fruits, and some cough drops for later.

you sat up a little, startled when his hand pressed against your forehead.

"you have a fever." he shook his head, disappointed. "you probably made it a little worse, isolating yourself under all those sheets. you were overheated when i got you."

you pouted, taking a sip of water.

he craned his neck to meet your eyes, thinking you'd be relieved being home and in his care. you clearly had something on your mind. "baby..." he held your hand. "jus' tell me what's on your mind."

you met his eyes briefly before looking away. "i... didn't want you to miss work for this."

"this matters more than paperwork." he rolled his eyes, a soft smile on his face. he squeezed your hands. "just eat up and rest up. i'll handle everything else."

RODY

"y/n?"

"nope!" his little sister, lala, chirped. "it's me!"

during his last layover, he hadn't been getting much of a response from you. he trusted you with everything, but he was worried. now that he was back in otheon, he was ready to figure out what the hell was going on.

he chuckled at his sister. you must've given her your phone to play her favorite game. "hey, lala. where's y/n, do you know?"

"she's sleeping now." rody could hear her breathing as she pattered over to where he assumed you were laying down. "sleeping like a log."

"yeah?" rody responded, deep in thought. it wasn't like you to sleep while looking after his siblings, so he knew something was wrong. "what was she doing before she fell asleep?"

"uhhh... she made lunch for us?" lala sniffed. "i feel bad, though."

rody's eyebrows creased, tugging a suitcase behind him as he unconsciously walked faster. "why's that?"

"she's got a mask on, and she doesn't want us too close to her..." lala sighed. "and she's burning up."

rody put the pieces together. he raced to the carpark and zoomed on home, bursting through the door.

the loud noise startled you out of your slumber, sitting upright. the abrupt motion made you dizzy and you groaned. lala pat your shoulder, concerned.

rody dropped his suitcase to the ground, kneeling at your side. slipping off his gloves, he pressed his hand to the side of your neck.

"seriously, babe, you should've told me when you started feeling off." he frowned, bustling about to grab you the things you needed. "i could've left any time."

your eyes were glassy when you looked at him, and he felt his heart twisting. "m'sorry," you mumbled from behind the mask. "i didn't want to bother you..."

he scoffed and pulled the mask off your face, squishing your cheeks. he looked you square in the eye. though he was scolding you, he was so soft and gently. "you never bother me. all i think about is you, lala, and roro. i want to know everything you're feeling, no matter what."

you smiled, looking lopsided as your face was still in his hands. "okay."

he grinned and kissed you.

"ugh!" you recoiled, scooching away from him. "rody! you'll get sick!"

he crossed his arms, smiling. "and? we can be in that boat together."

you rolled your eyes. "oh my god."

"aw, don't be like that, baby." rody cuddled up next to you, peppering you with affection. "come on, let me take care of you."

© miniimight ! thanks for reading <3

[tvgals]

⛤ MHA BOYS AND THEIR EARTHY GF !

ft.- kirishima, bakugo, deku, rody (i will never get over him), and todoroki <3

cw- black reader! fem bodied! reader - enjoy <3

⛤ KIRISHIMA EIJIROU

ejirou looks at you in awe. how can someone look so…beautiful? you can only giggle. “baby, whatcha lookin’ at?” you ask, smiling. “just the prettiest girl i’ve ever seen..” he coos, watching you put in your bamboo hoop earrings, your bracelets clacking with each movement..

“you’re so mushy, eiji’.” you chuckle, standing up from your desk to look for a slate green headscarf you’d previously thrown somewhere. “how can i not be when i have the most perfect girl in the world?” he gushes, a toothy grin in his face, hand on his cheek, pushing the top of it to his eyes. you grab your scarf off of the floor and you take the xl hairtie from around your wrist and pull your soft locs into a ponytail, then you wrap the scarf around, the knot in the front. “you’re like magic. all the stuff you’re able to do is incredible..”

⛤ KATSUKI BAKUGO

“orange. wear orange today please.” katsuki mutters from your bed. you’re currently walking all over the room, your incense in hand. “why orange kats?” you inquire, stubbing out in incense into your brown ashtray. “because..ya’ look good in orange.”

“maybe i will. might even wear the stack of necklaces you bought me the other day.” you reply, stacking your rings atop of one another before plopping in the bed next to katsuki. “don’t mess up y’ makeup…looks really nice today.” the blonde says, a sparkling being oh so faint in his pretty crimson eyes. “thank you babe.” you grin — leaning over to kiss his cheek.

⛤ RODY SOUL

“hi princess, whatcha doin?” rody drawls, walking into your poster filled room. “my makeup. what’s up?” you look up at him, big doe eyes filled with love.

“went to the thrift today. i know how you said it was better than shopping online and stuff. so i went there.” he says, holding out a bag that’s almost half the size of him.. “really? you didn’t have to get all of this! how much did it cost?” you almost immediately drop your lip liner when you see the bag filled with maxi skirts and tote bags and crop tops. “just $48 and some change. can’t wait for you to try it on sweets.”

⛤ IZUKU MIDORYIA

“love? where’re you?” your emerald haired boyfriend shouts from the living room. for a second, he sits in silence, the faint noise of afro beats hitting his ears. you must be reading. izuku kicks his shoes off and walks into you two’s shared bedroom to see you — stomach on the bed with your legs up, mumbling under your breath. “hey.” izuku greets, closing the door behind him.

“oh, hey baby! my bad i couldn’t hear you.” you giggle, pulling izuku onto the bed with you. “you look really pretty from this angle..” izuku admires.

⛤ SHOTO TOODOROKI

“honey, did you see what i posted?” todoroki questions, you know he doesn’t post often, only liking videos and pictures you post and sometimes going live. “what was it baby?” you ask, opening your phone and pressing the instagram icon. you can see the rainbow ring around todorokies profile picture consisting of you and him, you press it and can see the video he posted.

“guys, look at how pretty my girlfriend is. she’s so good at doing makeup.” todoroki admires, practically shoving the phone in your face. “her room is very nice. she says all the crystals and chakras and stuff help us or whatever.”

you smile, hugging todoroki. “i love you sho’” “love you more.”

[frickingnerd]

Civilian Masterlist

Natsuo Todoroki

when you kiss me - oneshot

natsuo crushing on a friend from college - headcanons

Fuyumi Todoroki

“miss todoroki” - oneshot

date ideas with fuyumi todoroki - drabble

Rei Todoroki

rei todoroki with an affectionate s/o - headcanons

Naomasa Tsukauchi

naomasa tsukauchi dating a pro hero - headcanons

tsukauchi dating UA's vice principal - headcanons

Rody Soul

rody soul dating headcanons - headcanons

Melissa Shield

melissa shield with a s/o who has a magic quirk - headcanons

being in a poly relationship with mei and melissa - headcanons

[1-800-c3dr1c]

RODY SOUL SMUT DRABBLE !! gender-neutral reader. <3

pleading, unprotected sex, overstimulation, orgasm denial, degradation (slut, whore) !!

this is related to the post directly below this one, where i posted a smut drabble for the first time. (also i’m feeding my friend LMAOO)

requests are: open! please look at pinned post for characters i will write for. <3 let me know if you’d like to be in my tag list for whenever i post anything related to rody soul under this post as well, or in my inbox!

“fucking.. slut. begging to cum already? hah! i’ll need to cum a lot more for you to even think about it,” rody soul thrusted into you roughly, his eyes alight with a new type of fire—one that craved to see you plead, beg.. just for him to let you cum, at least once.

“c’mon, if you want it so badly you’ve got to be a good whore and beg for it!” he grinned at you, feigning such an innocence that made you whimper and cry out.

“rody, please!! i can’t take it, wanna cum.. wanna cum so badly!! cant hold it in anymore,” you whine and cry, pleading and sobbing and desperately begging for release. you were so overstimulated, your body instinctively flinching back every time he thrusted into you, but you wanted him so badly!! you wanted more.

he grabs you by your hair, pulling your head up to look at him. he chuckled darkly, narrowing his eyes at you. “wait just a bit longer, whore.”

[fandom-doppelgangers]

Rody Soul x Reader

☞︎ Imagine ☜︎

Sprawling out on the warm mattress, absorbing the sunlight that filters through the windows of the trailer. Turning towards Rody’s limp figure, holding your breath as you attempt to wake him up. Trying to be quiet so the kids don’t wake up… shaking his shoulders while planting kisses against his neck. Listening to his grumbles about how early it is; tenderly nuzzling into his back as he mumbles incoherent nonsense. Tying his tie properly; dotting his cheeks with kisses that he accepts smugly; getting teased by Roro and Lala about your displays of affection. Waking up with Rody Soul.

[cherryriotcrash]

Hi so I woke up in the middle of the night last night with a Rody x fem!Reader fic idea so here’s a preview of it! Hopefully it’s finished today💕

Minors DNI, all characters aged up (Rody and reader are both 30)

[cupidcreates]

Little Box of Bells

Yandere MHA Ficlet

Ft: Izuku Midoriya, Shoto Todoroki, Katsuki Bakugou, Rody Soul, Eijirou Kirishima, Hitoshi Shinsou, Denki Kaminari, Tamaki Amajiki, Keigo Takami, Neito Monoma, Tomura Shigaraki, Touya Todoroki, Shirakumo Oboro, Shota Aizawa

✨💖🌸🌟Adult Content / Minors DNI🌟🌸💖✨

On your way home from work you stumble across a damp cardboard box with the label FOR PICKUP, DESTROY written in big red letters on the front. Overcome with curiosity you open it to find it full of handbells of various shapes, sizes, and metal compositions. You can’t figure out why someone would want these destroyed, but whoever was meant to do so will undoubtedly be here soon. It’d be a shame to see them all go to waste, surely they won’t miss just one bell…

TW: Yandere, Stalking, Kidnapping, Noncon/Dubcon, Violence, Blood, Gore, *More to be Added*

Chapter One: An Interesting Find

    Work had killed the optimistic spirit you’d started the day with, as it so often did. Your hopes of getting off early were dashed almost as soon as you walked in the door and caught sight of everything you needed to get done that day. You knew you’d be stuck walking home at night, too exhausted to do anything but heat up some leftovers and crash for the night.

    ‘Must be a day that ends in y,’ You thought bitterly to yourself.

    As predicted you ended up missing the last bus and had to walk home, construction on your regular route forcing you to take the long way around. You were confident in the safety of your neighborhood so you weren’t too worried about being jumped, whether or not your body would hold up long enough for you to even get home was your main concern.

    The silver lining to the late night walk was that the rain had finally let up. It’d been storming nearly all day, rain lashing the windows your small cubicle was pressed up against. More than once you found your concentration slipping from your tasks and latching onto the storm outside. If you focused hard enough you thought you could make out shapes dancing through the violent downpour. Sometimes the shapes even made sense.

    It was a relief to nearly be home, and as you rounded the corner onto your street something small caught your attention out of the side of your eye. A small cardboard box, dampened and misshapen by the rain. Drawing closer to it you were able to make out the words scrawled in big red messy marker on the side:

    FOR PICKUP, DESTROY.

    Curiosity overcame you and against your better judgment you bent down to examine the parcel. It was surprisingly sturdy for having been out in the rain for what you assumed was awhile. It smelt musty, like wet dog and old paper mache and was just as damp to the touch as you would have expected. You pulled the four flaps of the box away and peered inside.

    You weren’t sure what you were expecting the box to contain, but a cluster of handbells of various shapes and sizes was certainly not it. Baffled you reached down and lifted a bell to your face, examining it closely before picking up another and doing the same. Not only were they different shapes and sizes, they all had different patterns engraved on them and seemed to be made of different metals.

    You pulled the bells out of the box one by one and set them down on the sidewalk in front of you, examining them in reference to one another. There were fourteen bells in total, each with a differently colored ribbon attached where the bell met the handle. In addition to this, each bell had a small paper identification card attached to its base as well. Curiously, none of the cards seemed to be wet.

    You picked up a bell at random and looked it over. It was a heavy iron handbell, with jagged pink lines engraved deep into the rough metal. It seemed to glow slightly, and was not the only one to do so. It pulsed with an inexplicable bright green energy whose temperature you could not discern. The bow was dark green and the label attached read: The Stalker.

    The second was a brass handbell with large black X's scorched into the metal. The bell itself was slightly hot to the touch and adorned at the bottom with a small orange zig zag pattern. The bow was similarly orange and the label read: The Tyrannical.

    You caught on to the naming convention as you moved on to the third bell. It was made of a beautiful and solid silver but had been crudely splashed with paint, white on the left side and bright red on the right. Strangely, each side was different in temperature but the bell didn’t seem to have any way to make the metal react this way. There were no engravings on this bell. The bow was similar in color, half red and half white and the label read: The Voyeur.

    The fourth bell was heaviest of all, a rough and jagged hunk of bronze that could hardly even be categorized as an instrument anymore. It jutted out and divided at odd, random angles, almost as if it were trying to mimic a mound of harsh weather-worn boulders. Though battered it didn’t seem any weaker for it, in fact the metal of this bell was the thickest out of all of them. The bow was bright red, save for the ends that ombre-ed to black. The label attached read: The Enduring.

    The fifth bell was bright and made of aluminum, it was engraved with a shock of bright yellow electricity that arched across the entire surface of the instrument. It vibrated with energy in your hand and you could hear a low buzzing and crackling noise when you brought it close to your ear. The bow was yellow with a black lightning bolt sewn into it, and the label read: The Volatile.

    You picked up the five handbells and placed them gently back into the box before moving on to the sixth bell. It was a metal of the deepest blue you’d ever seen, and a cursory google search told you the closest metal to this description was Niobium. It was smooth to the touch and lacked any adornments. It held a type of regal energy, as though carving anything into it was a crime too great to even consider. The deep purple bow was similarly soft and the label attached read: The Compelling.

    The seventh bell was a deep gray color, you mistook it for silver at first but checking google again told you it was more than likely a metal called tantalum. It was the most normal looking of the lot, save for a small pink bird engraved near the handle. The bow itself was gray and the label read: The Sly.

    The eighth was another aluminum bell, similarly light but with nothing engraved in it. You went to place it down when you noticed something strange. Where before its surface was smooth and featureless, the metal began to warp as soon as you touched another bell, the image of the second instrument appearing seemingly from nowhere. It did this with each bell you lifted in turn and even changed to mimic the pattern on your phone case when you went to record a video. The bow was black with sky blue dots and the label, appropriately, read: The Mimic.

    The ninth was a titanium bell, a fact you could tell immediately upon seeing the light reflected off its metal surface. Its deep blue bounced vibrant shades of red, purple, yellow, and green off it, colors dancing and mixing on its face as you gently rolled it in the palm of your hand. The deep indigo bow was situated nicely over its small label, which read: The Metamorphosing.

    The tenth bell was the second bronze one of the bunch, where the first had been heavy and jagged, this one was light and smooth. Its metal was polished and it looked surprisingly well maintained. It had bright red feathers engraved in a pattern at the bottom that looked as though they’d recently received a new coat of paint. The bow was an equally bright shade of red and the label just beneath it read: The Swift.

    Picking up the second five handbells you gingerly placed them back into the box before moving on to the eleventh bell. It was the second silver one, or at least you assumed it was. It was burnt nearly beyond recognition and you weren’t positive it could even ring anymore. This one seemed to have words engraved on it, a proper cleaning might make them legible. The bow was bright blue and the label attached read: The Vengeful.

    The twelfth bell was again, iron. It was equally as heavy as the first but not nearly as smooth, in fact its surface was gritty and as you lifted it up a chunk broke off the bottom. It was dust before it reached the ground. This bell was obviously on its last legs and there was no way it was functional anymore. You read the label anyway, placed neatly underneath the snow-white bow it read: The Decaying.

    The second to last bell was the beautiful blue metal niobium, again with no engravings. It was nearly identical to the first, save for the bow. Interestingly, this was the only bell that didn’t come with a carefully tied ribbon, instead it had a thin piece of white cloth haphazardly wrapped around the base of the handle. Bunched up and dirty it covered the small label that read: The Hunter.

    The last bell you mistook to be the third silver instrument of the bunch. You were partly right, but in addition to the small label underneath the pale blue bow reading The Vaporous there was a second smaller label which read: Nickel-Silver. You assumed this to be its composition as it was a slightly darker gray color than the previous two. The lines dancing up and down its surface seemed meaningless at first, but upon closer inspection you could see they were trying to imitate thick cumulus clouds.

    You placed the last four bells back into the box but paused just before you closed the parcel. It was such a strange thing you stumbled upon here today, not significant in a life-changing way but just interesting enough to recount to a friend or ponder over at night. Life was so monotonous these days, it was nice to have something to shake up the repetitive cycle of work and sleep. 

You gazed back down into the box, where each bell sat unassuming and inconsequential. Whoever was meant to pick these up would surely not miss a single bell, would they? It would mean so much more to you as a souvenir of this strange little encounter you found yourself in, wouldn’t it? Surely it couldn’t hurt to just take one…

Who’s bell will you take home with you?

The Stalker

The Tyrant

The Voyeur

The Enduring

The Volatile

The Compelling

The Sly

The Mimic

The Metamorphosing

The Swift

The Vengeful

The Decaying

The Hunter

The Vaporous

Don’t Take a Bell

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Self Worth|Rody x F! Reader

A/N: This will have some sensitive topics where the reader is a teenager who is sleeping with older men because she desperately needs money.

Summary: You need money desperately otherwise you will lose your apartment because you can't keep up with rent! You find a way to earn money quickly but it's... gross. One night a boy your age comes to your aid.

You let out a sigh as you sat on the lonely park bench underneath a lamp post, being illuminated by the bright white light. You lived in the slums of Otheon, but still managed to have a decent apartment to live in rather than one of the small storage sized buildings or trailers like the others. You were just a poor teenager. Usually kids your age should be in school but you were too poor to afford it, and you lived alone.

But recently you were fired from your job and can't get a new one no matter how much you try. There aren't many places to find work here and the places that ARE there don't need any new employees, and no one in the city want to hire a poor street rat from the slums so that was also off the table. A few months ago, the due date for rent was coming up quickly and you had no money to pay your landlord. Out of panic, you desperately searched for a way to get some quick cash because you really didn't wanna be sleeping out on the streets.

One night you find an older man, probably in his late 30s or early 40s, offer you a butt load of cash in exchange for.. well.. something that was very disgusting and made you uncomfortable. But feeling desperate and trapped, you agreed with him. Since then, you've been having a lot of one nightstands with much older men in exchange for money.

It was something you hated and were disappointed in yourself for. But you couldn't stop now. It was your only way to earn money, but it made you so disgusted.. You were constantly taking showers, still able to feel the touch of the men on you. Every night you cried yourself to sleep from the situation you were in now.

You just felt lost, and wanted an out..

And by some miracle, your prayers were answered!

-

Rody sighs as he walks out of the bar he worked at, locking it up for the night. He has been making some good money, and is saving up for an apartment in the city so him and his little siblings can stop living in the small trailer. Once he locks up and tucks the keys away into his pocket, he looks at Pino perched on his shoulder. "Alright, let's get home to Roro and Lala!" He says to her and Pino chirps happily. Rody starts heading down the street back to his trailer.

On his walk back though, he notices these two people by the bus stop. He was able to see them thanks to one of the only street lamps on the street. It looked like a young girl dressed up in a knee length blue dress with spaghetti straps around his age and a MUCH older man who was probably in his 50s. He watches as the man was grabbing you and trying to drag you away back to his place. Your feet were slowly shuffling with him but another part of you was trying to get away from him, not wanting to live like this anymore.

Rody has seen a lot of sketchy and shady stuff in his life. He pretty much grew up here so he knew how creepy the people could be, and this man was setting off so many red flags in his head, to the point where Pino was puffing up from anger and disgust.

"Come on! You promised you'd allow me to have at you tonight! Do you want the money or not??" The man asks. You just stared at him with this lost expression. It was like you were having an internal conflict with yourself! One side of you wanted to go with the man because you needed the money but the other side of you was begging for you to say no and stop this madness.

Either way, Rody could tell that you were uncomfortable and decided he needed to step him. I just hope I don't have to fight or run away from anyone tonight! He thought as he swiftly and confidently walked over to you two. You feel an arm suddenly wrap around your waist and you jumped a bit and you looked over with wide surprised eyes to see a man about the same age as you standing next to you. Rody had a confident smirk on his face.

"She isn't interested man, sorry to burst your bubble." Rody says to the older man as he threw his grip off of your right arm. The older man scoffs. "Don't butt into this, kid. It's past your bedtime! The girl is coming with me! She wants to!" He argues back. Rody glanced over at you and saw you look at him with these wide eyes that really didn't want to go with him.

He tightens his grip on your waist slightly as if to reassure you that he'll help. He then looks back at the man and shrugs. "Well she changed her mind! So why don't you take your bruised ego and beat it?" He spat back. The man was angry but luckily he just huffs as he walked away. Rody had let out a small breath he didn't know he was holding. Thank goodness he left! I don't think I would've been able to fight the man off! He thought to himself.

His attention the goes back to you and he unwraps his arm and looks at you. You rubbed your hands softly up and down your arms as you avoided his gaze. "Are you okay?" He asks, genuinely concerned for you. "Uhm.. y-yeah.. thanks.." You mutter out. "You're welcome. You should be getting home soon though, there's a lot of creeps out here at this time of night!" He warns you, and you just nod in reply. "I know.." You mutter out as well before you couldn't hold back the dam anymore and you broke down crying.

This caused Rody to freak out. "Ah! Are you sure you're okay?! Are you hurt or something??" He asks worriedly. "N-no I'm so-sorry! I just... it's a long story!" You tell him, apologizing. You felt bad for taking up some stranger's time. Rody looks around as he desperately tries to figure out what he should do with you. I can't just leave her, can I?? He thought to himself. That's when he sees Deku's face in his mind and inwardly sighs. Why do you have to be so right, hero? He thought to himself as a small smile returns to his face.

"Alright, listen. How about you come back to my place tonight?" He offers, causing you to look up at him with wide, tear filled eyes. "No, I can't ask you to do that. I don't wanna be a bother." You tell him, trying to refuse but he shakes his head. "I insist. I promise you're not bothering me." He reassures you as he takes off his tan-beige jacket and drapes it over your shoulders. "You can talk to me on the walk there if you want." He adds.

You eventually wrapped the jacket around you and just give him a silent nod, and then you two were off. You two walked in silence for a while, but you enjoyed it. You were glad that he wasn't pushing you to tell him what happened. "So what's your name exactly?" He suddenly asks. "Uhm.. Y/N.. and you?" You reply quietly. "You can call me Rody Soul."

So that's why he looked familiar! You remember seeing his name and face all over the news after the incident with Humarize and how he had stopped all of the bombs! "I'm sorry you had to do that for me.. I'm kinda a bother.." You apologize, looking away from his gaze. "You don't need to be sorry! You aren't a bother! If anything I'd be more upset if you went with the man anyway!" He reassures you.

"But I am wondering why he had claimed you wanted to go with him. You didn't did you?" He asks, still wondering what happened tonight. You were hesitant to tell him, afraid he would find you disgusting, but figured you had nothing left to lose. "I don't have a job.. and getting money is a struggle... So I ended up letting random men have at my body... in exchange for money.." You explain, whispering the last part but he still heard.

You awaited his disgust and have him shoo you away! But all he did was place a hand on your shoulder, causing you to look up at him. His same laid back expression hadn't changed, but you could see emotion in his eyes. "I know times are tough but you don't have to go to such low solutions to get money! I would know! I used to help thieves and that's how I would get paid. But after the whole Humarize incident I started working at the local bar." Rody explains as the two of you kept walking.

"If you need a job I can put in a good word for you at my place of work!" He offers. Not even a hint of disgust or anger in his eyes. Just pure intentions. "T-that.. would be helpful.." You mutter quietly while looking away.

You soon see his trailer in the distance but he says one last thing. "Just so you know, you're definitely worth more than selling your body, just remember that."

You feel tears come back to your eyes, but they weren't sad this time. They were happiness! To know that someone doesn't judge you and is wanting to help you. Free you from this prison.

You couldn't help but smile a tiny bit.