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tired-teacher-blog · 1 year

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Hello teach 🌺💙

Can I request First time having sex with Izuku, Shoto, Katsuki, Dabi and Tamaki ( separately 😂 ) but it's their real personality ( insecurities, shyness... )

I always read people making things far away from the real character and sometimes I'm like 😐

No pressure I know you're the best 🥰

This was such a cute request to work on, so I hope you enjoy my input sweetie ❤️

First time

Characters : Bakugo/ Izuku/ Shouto/ Dabi/ Tamaki/ Fem reader

Genre/ Warning : Established relationship/ Smut/ NSFW/ 18+/ Vaginal sex/ squirting (in Izuku's part)/ cock warming -kinda- (in Shouto's part)

Please do not read if you're a minor

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Bakugo :

He kissed you again, groaning against your lips as his fully erect cock grazed your thigh.

He has been waiting for so long to finally have you spread out underneath him, moaning his name as he pushes himself deep into your heat..

Sweat beads appeared upon his flushed chest and arms as he caged you between them, and his piercing eyes stared lustfully at your longing form.

You were anxious –extremely so– it was your first time together like that after all. However, you could sense a hint of nervousness in his usually smug demeanor as well, and you wondered if it was just a figment of your imagination.. until he spoke.

_ "Don't worry babe, I promise I'll be gentle."

You knew about that deeply hidden soft side of him, the one that makes your heart skip a beat everytime it shows, "I know you will Katsuki."

You gasped when he finally breached your fluttering entrance, digging your nails in his shoulders as he immediately started moving within you.

His sensual kisses distracted you from the inevitable discomfort of the first few thrusts, and those big warm hands caressing your thighs delicately, gave you the needed comfort to leave your anxieties behind.

_ "You feel so good around me babe, fuck, tell me how you're feeling." he groaned against your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

_ "It feels amazing! Yes, keep going.. just like that." you shamelessly begged as your brain turned into mush with every slow stroke of his veiny shaft against your longing walls, and his heart swelled with pride knowing that he was pleasuring you the way you deserved.

He leaned back, kneeling in front of you while his hands moved to grab your sides, and thumbs caressed your skin reassuringly as he kept a steady pace.

The new position drove you wild, was it because you were given a clearer view of his godly flexing muscles? Or was it that he was hitting a spot within you that had you seeing stars? Either way, you weren't going to last much longer.

_ "I'm close.. Katsuki.. I'm cumming." you announced, desperately clawing at his arms and squealing when he picked you up and cradled your butt cheeks so he could upthrust into you while you collapsed against his chest.

_ "Don't hold back babe, I'm close too." his growls filled your senses and his pulsating cock drove you over the edge soon after, your walls squeezing hard before creaming around his shaft.

Your fingers tugged on his hair weakly as your mind slowly cleared up, he pushed himself deeper into you a few more times before pulling out of your glistening cunt and releasing his pearly seeds all over the bedsheets.

It took you both a moment to recover, and you almost lost consciousness in his arms if not for that deep voice you loved so much, "are you feeling alright princess?"

_ "I am.. s' good.. love you s' much.." you mumbled quietly but he heard it all, smiling tenderly as he placed you gently on the bed and whispered a soft: "I love you too baby girl," before moving to run you both a relaxing bath.

Izuku :

_ "Is.. is this okay? Are you really sure.. about this?" he nervously asked as you finished removing the last article of clothing separating you from one another.

_ "Relax Izuku, you're too tense." you giggled softly before pecking his lips and straddling his waist.

You have been dating the pro hero for a few months, but your intimate times had never gone beyond the usual intense make out sessions, and his shy and reserved nature is mainly why.

_ "We've already got this far, I mean look how hard you are." you admired the huge cock you could barely wrap your fingers around, and wondered if it would actually fit inside you.

His only response was a strangled whimper and a tighter hold on your waist, and you chose to interpret that as an approval to carry on.

You steadied yourself on your knees, positioning your pussy right above his pulsating shaft and looking into his eyes one more time before lowering yourself oh-so-slowly.

Your legs trembled beneath you, almost losing control over your body if not for two strong arms holding you steady and helping you carry out your task, "I got you gorgeous."

Where did that come from? Where did his bashfulness go and when did he manage to take control?

You were no longer in charge of your movements, nor were you about to set the pace like you thought you would.

_ "Just relax, I'll do it." his big calloused hands moved to cup your bum, squeezing your flesh and lifting you up with ease before slamming you back down on his cock.

_ "Izuku! too deep!" your eyes widened and your nails sunk into his arms as you tried to regulate your breathing.

_ "Oh! I'm.. I'm so sorry sweetheart, did I hurt you?" he blinked innocently, fear evident in his voice as he froze for a moment.

_ "No, don't worry I was just.. surprised," amazing how that sweet side of him reappeared as soon as your well-being was called into question, and you couldn't help but smile as you thought of it, "let's keep going Izuku, I'm all yours to claim."

His blush deepened and his hold tightened on your buttocks, but his eyes held a determination that made your heart skip a beat. He lifted you up again, leaving only his tip inside, and you squeezed your eyes shut in anticipation of another brutal thrust that never came, because instead, he lowered you slowly, making sure you could feel him thoroughly, repeating the action again and again and again until your moans were the only thing that could be heard.

You wanted his lips on you, but you couldn't for the life of you formulate a single word, settling for a longing gaze that he -fortunately- understood.

He smiled sweetly pecking your forehead first and moving to your scrunched up nose next before grazing his lips against yours and capturing them in a heated kiss, all the while bouncing you on top of him.

It was intense, passionate, the way he moved inside of you mixed with his breathtaking kisses drove you wild, and you knew you wouldn't last much longer if he kept it up, and judging by how erratic and sloppy his movements became, you knew he was too close as well.

His lips left yours and spread wet pecks along your neck, moving further down until they reached your bouncy breasts, taking one teat into his mouth and sucking gently before moving to the other.

And that did it for you, "Izuku! I'm cumming I'm cumming!" your moans turned into cries as you tensed up around him, trembling uncontrollably before gushing all over his abdomen.

The stream of your juices kept flowing with each snap of his hips, and you were too lightheaded to feel embarrassment at that point.

_ "Amazing, look at this I'm drenched.. you're going to make me cum sweetheart." he growled as he bounced you a few more times on top of him until the waves of pleasure had passed and you finally relaxed in his hold, and that was when he pulled out of you, pumping his length and releasing his seeds on the messy bed sheets underneath you.

_ "I'm sorry Izuku, I made a mess.." you mumbled quietly against his shoulder as shame washed over you, your first time together and this happens?!

_ "What are you talking about beautiful? That was so sexy and to be honest.. I can't wait to make you do that again." he responded cheekily as a gentle chuckle escaped his throat.

Shouto :

_ "Is this okay? I won't move until you tell me love, so take all the time you need." he sounded strained, holding you from behind and resisting the urge to start moving his hips as you both laid on your sides.

_ "Yes, this is fine, I'm okay." you responded quietly, sheepishness taking over your being.

He had you stretched out around his shaft oh-so-perfectly, and you thanked the heavens you weren't facing him at that moment.

It was your first time with the pro hero after all, something you hesitantly suggested earlier in the evening and to which he enthusiastically agreed upon.

His warm breath tickled your nape and his big protective arms squeezed you between them, "is this position comfortable enough?" he truly wanted your first time with him to be enjoyable, he had been waiting for that moment to come for a long time.

_ "Yes, this feels good." you placed your hands over his arms and shifted your hips a bit in order to get more comfy, but the action drove him deeper into your pussy and he instantly growled as a response.

You wanted him to start moving already, your walls desperately clutching onto him and you knew it must have been as hard for him to settle as it was for you, but you were too embarrassed to ask.

His lips caressed your shoulders, and his hot breath fanned over your skin as he trailed soft feathery kisses on your quivering flesh.

His hand brushed against your tummy, gliding along your luscious curves and resting on your thigh.

You couldn't speak, your lip caught between your teeth to prevent the whines threatening to slip out, and decided to let your body take control instead as you rocked your hips against his, and hoped he would take the hint.

_ "Y/n, can I?" he breathed out between soft kisses and you nodded weakly, feeling the curve of his lips against your nape, and finally allowing his name to escape your throat when he started moving within you.

He was gentle the whole time, knowing how much courage it must've taken for you to be this intimate with him, and wanting you to enjoy it thoroughly because you deserve to be treated well.

_ "How are you feeling princess?" he barely managed to keep his voice stable, as your gummy walls hugged his cock tightly.

_ "I'm.. 'm feeling good.. so good.. Shouto keep going.."

Your confidence went up and so did your bravery, nails digging into his arms as he kept a steady pace.

_ "That's good to know gorgeous, damnit.. I'm going mad." he wrapped an arm around your thigh, lifting it up so he could fuck you even deeper, a move that drove you both wild.

His smooth head kissed your cervix repeatedly, and it would have been overwhelming if his movements weren't gentle.

His other hand slipped between your legs to fondle your sensitive clit, and you gasped knowing that you wouldn't last long after that, "Shouto! Wait wait! If you keep doing that.." you couldn't finish speaking as your words turned into whines.

_ "I know beautiful, I'm so close too, let's finish together." his thrusts quickened and his lips moved eagerly along your skin, sucking a perfect red mark right behind your ear.

You opened your mouth to announce your upcoming orgasm, but no meaningful words have left you, only a loud moan along with his name as you tensed up and spasmed uncontrollably in his arms.

He pulled out immediately, tapping his cock against your bum before spurting all over your back while his fingers still played with your clit until you finally settled.

He squeezed your shaky form tighter, breathing heavily and showering your soft skin with even softer kisses before moving you gently so you were finally facing him.

_ "Hi princess, how was it? Are you feeling any discomfort?" he whispered his query before running his thumb over your parted lips and kissing you deeply.

_ "It was perfect." you mumbled shyly as you averted your gaze, the night's activities playing again in your head.

_ "It was perfect for me as well, I love you y/n."

Dabi :

Your back hit the wall behind you, and before you could voice your protest, a pair of needy lips claimed yours.

It was your fault really, how else did you expect him to react after giving him the green light at long last?

Your shirt was torn to shreds, and so was your cute little skirt, and if you thought he would treat you gently just because this was your first time with him, then you've got another thing coming.

He's never been known to be a softy after all, and his way of manifesting his lust for you is enough proof.

_ "You look so fucking sexy," his lips latched onto your neck, sucking and nibbling on your warm skin while his fingers sneaked under the trim of your panties, "uh-oh, what do we have here? eager already are we?" his teasing continued and without a warning whatsoever, he slipped two fingers into your wet quivering cunt at once, pumping them slowly and watching with amazement as your pussy swallowed his digits greedily.

_ "Touya please.." you didn't need to word it clearly as he understood what you wanted, pulling his coated fingers out and smirking while admiring the sheen covering them.

_ "I got it doll, now hold on to me alright?" he cooed before picking you up and pushing your back against the wall again, wasting no time thrusting himself into your welcoming heat.

_ "Touya, not too fast please!" your whimpers filled his dark empty room, and as loud as you cried out, he chose to ignore your desperate request.

_ "You feel so fucking good y/n, why did we wait this long to do it?" he growled between each deep thrust delivered straight to your cervix.

His pace was unforgivably fast, hitting you right where you wanted and soon, you started slurring your pleas for him to keep going "just like that".

You looked dashing to him; heavy lust filled eyes, flushed skin, messy hair, desperate clutches on his shoulders, and his name falling from your parted lips seductively each time he was buried deep into your cunt.

He cursed under his breath, but it was mainly directed at his own regret for not taking you much sooner.

Honestly speaking, intimate relationships and sexual desires have never been among his interests or priorities until you came along, and voicing your consent was all he needed to hear after long weeks of imagining how it would be like to finally have you.

_ "The real thing is even better." he admitted with a smirk, leaning in to lick the string of saliva escaping your abused swollen lips before capturing them yet again in a passionate kiss.

It was intense, nothing like you've ever experienced before with any of your previous partners. His strength, his stamina, his familiarity with your needs, all of it was driving you nuts, "Touya, oh god! I'm cumming!" you broke the kiss to voice your announcement.

_ "Oh yeah? Go ahead then, let me see you lose control gorgeous." he was obviously nearing his own release as his thrusts became erratic, but he wanted to hold on a bit longer until you crumble in his hold.. and you finally did, spasming violently while struggling to form a coherent thought and almost passing out with an overwhelming pleasure.

He fucked you some more until he reached his own high, pulling out and shooting his sperm all over your belly, "we should do this again soon gorgeous." he requested heavily and you nodded weakly, smiling against the crook of his neck.

Little did you know, the 'soon' he referred to was only a few minutes away, and your first time together was just the beginning of a passionate night.

Tamaki :

_ "I.. I don't know.. this is embarrassing!" he covered his face with both hands as you lowered his boxers and revealed his rock hard cock.

_ "Well, seems to me like your body is more honest than your words." you giggled softly, taking his thick shaft in one hand while using the other one to fondle your own heat.

You lowered your head, eyes studying his trembling body as you took him in your mouth.

You hummed around his throbbing cock, eyes widening with surprise when you felt a grip on your hair, "you're.. so warm," he whined through a clenched jaw, unconsciously bucking his hips and hitting the back of your throat.

You moved back immediately, coughing as you tried to catch your breath, and seeing you in that state freaked him out.

_ "Oh God! Sweetheart I'm so sorry! Look at me, are you okay?" he bolted upright and came closer to you, caressing your cheeks and apologizing non stop.

In all honesty, you were perfectly fine, but he looked adorable blinking in fear and checking to see if you were alright, so you decided to play along for a bit.

_ "Maybe I'll feel better after you kiss me." it was a joke that you thought would lighten up the mood, but what he did next left you in state of disbelief, as he actually leaned in and kissed you deeply.

You had no time to react to his brutal force, and next thing you knew, you were laying on your back with him on top, still kissing you.

_ "Are you.. feeling better?" his innocence is baffling -always has been- and it's one of the things that made you fall deeply in love with him.

_ "I am," you giggled softly, cradling his cheeks and pulling him in for another kiss, moaning as the smooth head of his raging cock touched your glistening cunt for the very first time in your life.

You rolled your hips against him, craving for more, and he tensed up feeling your heat.

One of your hands traveled down to caress his shaft, "can I.. is it okay?" your self esteem slipped away little by little as you anticipated his response, wondering if he didn't want to go any further..

He must've sensed your struggles, because a shy smile appeared on his face before you could finally feel him breaching your longing entrance.

He hid his face in the crook of your neck, whines stiffled against your skin as he started moving hesitantly at first.

_ "Yes baby you're doing so good.." you cooed breathlessly as you wrapped your arms around him while gently caressing his spine.

Your little gesture helped settling his nerves, and soon, he picked up the pace as his thrusts deepened, but his face remained tucked in your neck.

You ran your fingers through his soft hair, pulling gently everytime he hit that tingly spot within you, " Tamaki, kiss me, please.." you wanted his lips on yours, you needed to feel him everywhere in your being, and all you had to do was ask once as he instantly connected your lips in a passionate kiss that took you off guard at first.

His thrusts quickened and you wondered if it was unintentional or if he was as close to climaxing as you were, but you assumed the latter judging by the twitch in his cock and the groans against your lips.

_ "Faster! Tamaki please don't hold back!" you tilted your head back and begged to be fucked harder, crying out his name when he did as you asked.

_ "Y/n, I think I'm gonna.." his lips were back on your neck, nibbling softly on your skin while rutting into you mercilessly.

_ "Me too honey! I'm cumming!" you wrapped your legs around his waist and dug your nails in his back as you finally reached your blissful high.

You trembled beneath him and he fucked you throughout your orgasm until he reached his own, pulling out last second and releasing his pearly seeds on your tummy before relaxing on top of your spent body.

You held him tighter, smiling satisfyingly and almost drifting off if not for a trail of soft kisses against your heaving chest, "I really.. I liked it.. so much.." he mumbled quietly and it was the cutest thing.

_ "Me too sweetheart," you whispered back and sighed in satisfaction as his arms sneaked around your waist and squeezed you between them.

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songbirdsingingthings · 4 months

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In Love. Actually.

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DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters, they belong to Kohei Horikoshi

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WARNINGS: Fluff, Spoilers for the movie Love, Actually.

Request by @luluwiie: how about Y/N helping Shouto (deliberately or not) to discover Christmas magic, and for the first time enjoy some good moments during Christmas time ? As they're still only-close-friends-but-secretely-pining-on-each-other, you know *^* Cause Pining. I love pining. Secret crush FTW

A/N: Oh we're so back. Thank you so much for the request @luluwiie you are the absolute best. I'm so serious about that, you never fail to have the loveliest requests and sweetest words. Happy holidays to everyone who celebrates, and enjoy!!!

Word Count: 1.8K

There seemed to be some kind of energy in the air – one that seemed to have wired every single one of Shouto Todoroki’s classmates into becoming a strangely more happy version of themselves. That was, of course, not to say that his classmates weren’t usually happy, they absolutely were, but during this time of year it was next level.

Taking in the scene before him, all he could really do was people-watch. Iida, if one could believe, was almost relaxed – leaning back in one of the chairs in the dorm living room and reading a book with a calm smile. A group of some of the girls, including Yaoyorozu, Jirou, and Uraraka, were trying their best to construct gingerbread houses. Even with the extra bags of icing Yaoyorozu created with her quirk, the walls kept falling down. But, even with each collapse of the houses, the girls just smiled, shook their heads, and tried again. Even Bakugou, against all odds, almost had a twitch of a genuine smile on his face as he bounced around the kitchen baking cookies, marinating several dishes for the night’s dinner, and prepping produce for the following morning.

It didn’t take a genius to figure out why. It was what many, if not most, called the most wonderful time of the year. Christmas. Well, to be more specific, Christmas Eve.

“You plan on joining in?” A soft voice sounded next to him. He smiled a bit and turned towards it.

“I’m not so sure.”

“Why’s that?”

“Christmas was never a particularly happy time for me.” Shouto wished he hadn’t really said it like that, because when he did, he had to watch your smile dim. His closest friend since the beginning, the first one he made, was you. You, with your pretty Y/E/C eyes and

“Ah.” You say. “I understand.”

“That’s not to say that you shouldn’t enjoy it. I’m just more at ease looking at all of this from afar.”

“Nah, it’s no fun if not everyone’s having fun. Especially if you, my closest friend, isn’t.” Shouto watch you brush a stray cookie crumb from the alpine sweater you were wearing.

“Baking cookies with Bakugou?” He asked. You snorted and bumped his hip with your own.

“More like stealing away with some of them. He makes a mean snickerdoodle.” Shouto hummed and turned back to his classmates, watching them make merry. He never felt so out of place.

“I may just head back to my dorm, catch up on some things.”

“We’re on break from school, Shouto.” You deadpan. “C’mon. Let’s do something else.”

“I don’t want to pull you away from anything,” he begins.

“You’re not pulling me away. In fact, I think I have a more fun idea in mind. Let’s go back to mine.”

“Just to recap,” Shouto says, sitting criss-crossed on your bead, “you want to checklist your way to making new holiday memories? So that I can enjoy Christmas?”

“Exactly!” You say, pointing towards him with the aforementioned list. “I’m telling you, I think you’ll find at least one of these things fun.” Shouto considered the list before him for a moment. Things like ice-skating, movie marathons, and gift shopping were all included.

“And you’ll do these things with me?” He asked, confirming that he wouldn’t be facing such activities by himself.

“Of course.”

“Then I’m sure everything will be fun.” It almost looked like a flicker of a blush danced on your cheeks, but he must have just been seeing things.

“Alright. Where do you want to start?”

“Well,” he considered, looking outside of his window. The sun had already set and a fair amount of snow was piling up on the ground outside, “seeing as many of our options involve going into the city, which isn’t entirely safe right now, we should probably settle on something a bit more tame.” You jumped to sit next to him on your bed, your hands going to the windowsill.

“Damn,” you say, shooting him a somewhat embarrassed look. Shouto couldn’t help but smile. He loved whenever you had that look on your face. Your nose scrunched a bit and your hands went to your cheeks.

“I’m happy with a movie,” he suggests, taking one of your hands from your cheeks. You pause for a moment, waiting for your breathing to get even after his actions, and then settle in.

“Well, it’s gotta be the perfect movie.” You think, grabbing your computer while Shouto unfurled the blanket at the bottom of your bed. “Nothing too cheesy but nothing too sad. So, probably, no Elf or It’s A Wonderful Life. Although It’s A Wonderful Life is so good.”

“Why don’t we watch it then?”

“It makes me cry. Kinda counterintuitive to me helping you make happy Christmas memories. But we’ll put it on the ‘to watch’ list.”

“And Elf is cheesy?”

“Kinda,” you admit, staring at the blinking line in your search bar. “Although it’s funny.”

“So you want something funny… and heartfelt… and something that helps with the idea of Christmas?”

“That’s it!” You exclaim, your fingers flying across the keys. You pull up a movie and sit back in your pillows with a satisfied smile, waiting for Shouto’s reaction.

“Love Actually?” He says, looking closely at the movie cover. “It doesn’t really sound like a Christmas movie.

“Trust me,” you say, putting a hand on his shoulder, “it is. The best.”

“I always trust you,” he says, giving you another one of those heart bursting smiles. The kind, it seems, he saved only for you. But of course, it was probably you making it up. He was your friend, as you had stated before, your closest friend. You did not want anything to mess that up, even if you had to keep some of your feelings under lock.

“Well then,” you clear your throat, “get ready for Christmas wonder.”

As the finishing notes of God Only Knows by the Beach Boys played from the tiny speakers in your computer, you sighed happily and closed your laptop. You turned to find Shouto, searching his face for any kind of reaction.

“So, thoughts?”

“That was…” he trails off. Immediately, a sense of disappointment in yourself bloomed.

“Oh god, you didn’t like it all did you?” You fret. “It was probably too much, I’m sorry, I should’ve found something else–”

“Y/N.” Shouto says, interrupting your rambling.

“Yeah?”

“I loved it.” Where panic took hold previously, excitement sparkled in your eyes.

“Really?”

“Yeah. I mean, some parts were certainly… interesting,” he says, making you laugh, “but I thought it was really nice. But,”

“Uh-oh,”

“I don’t really understand the whole message in terms of Christmas.”

“Huh?”

“Well,” he says, shifting a bit on your bed to face you more, “I understand that it all takes place during Christmas, but it mostly centered on relationships. Both good and bad. I still can’t believe he cheated on his wife with that girl though. And she forgave him? Just like that?” You laughed and leaned into him

“Well, I don’t think that’s the whole story. And they have kids, so she was putting them first. But, more importantly, it conveys the main message of Christmas.” You say to a dumbfounded Shouto.

“And what’s that?”

“Love, of course. In every situation, love is what remains constant. For a friend, for a family member, for their significant other… love is what Christmas is all about.” Shouto felt his heart speed up as he looked at you.

“I think I may be starting to get it.” Your breathing became short as he looked at you. It was quiet, so quiet, in your dorm room.

“You are?” You whisper.

“Yeah,” he says, bringing his hands to cup your face. You were moments from closing your eyes until someone banged on your door.

“Y/N! Todoroki! You in there?” You squeezed your eyes shut and sighed.

“Yep! What’s up Mina?” Shouto smiles as your frustration becomes evident on your face.

“We’re all gathering in the common room! One last activity before we all go to bed and wake up for Christmas morning!” You glance at Shouto to see him grinning, which makes you roll your eyes in amusement.

“Okay, we’re coming!” Shouto shuffles off of the bed first, helping you to your feet as well. The two of you leave your dorm and make your way down the hallway, only to stop in the doorway as you find all of your classmates face you with smug smiles.

“Is everything okay?” Shouto asks.

“Yeah guys, what’s up with the crowd?”

“Look up!” Uraraka smiles, pointing with one of her hands to whatever was above you. A cold sense of dread courses its way through your body as what you were worried about was confirmed. A seemingly harmless sprig of mistletoe was hung delicately on above the doorway, sitting just above you and Shouto. All of your classmates laugh as they see your face, making Shouto’s twist in confusion.

“Mistletoe?”

“Yeah,” you confirm sheepishly. “It’s this Christmas tradition where two people have to kiss if they walk underneath mistletoe at the same time. We don’t have to do it. It’s stupid, really.”

“On the contrary,” Shouto says, sweeping an arm around the small of your back, making your heart jump in your chest. “I actually kind of like Christmas traditions.” Your anxious smile turns into a wide grin.

“Really?”

“Mmm.” he hums in affirmation, using his other hand to tilt your head up towards him. “In fact, I think I love Christmas traditions.” You didn’t have time to come up with a cheeky response before he pressed his lips to yours. The whoops and cheers from your classmates faded to become background music. You couldn’t help but smile into the kiss, wrapping both of your arms around the nape of his neck. You went up on your tiptoes, leaning further into him and deepening the kiss. The both of you leaned away after a few moments, laughing as the class descended into pure chaos as several other duos, including Kaminari and Jirou as well as Midoriya and Uraraka, were being pushed towards the white-berried plant. Shouto led you back down the hallway to your room's door, pressing another kiss to your lips.

“Merry Christmas, Shouto.” You smile. Opening the door as you bid him goodnight.

“Merry Christmas, Y/N.” He says. He leaves you with one more quick kiss before he says goodnight. All you could do after you closed the door was slide down it, a lovesick smile on your face. You were in love and so was he. Actually.

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nymphoheretic · 1 year

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˜”°•.˜”°• The Rare Gem •°”˜.•°”˜

Synopsis: Animal mutation quirks are fairly rare so you were captured by the underground black market because of your quirk. You were to be put up for sale to the highest bidder. You just hope that whoever wins you was a kind soul and will not mistreat you. This is how you ended up with Todoroki Shouto.

Warnings: Temperature play, collaring, pet play. Master/pet, reader has a kitsune type quirk, dom!Shouto, sub!fem!reader, oral (both receiving) overstimulation, cum play, cum swallowing, orgasm control, black coded (but can still be read by others), breeding kink, edging, creampie, ,squirting, fingering, spanking, branding/marking dub-con with a twist(CNC), clit pinching, multiple orgasms (both receiving) praise, degradation, slut calling, pet name (baby, snowflake, my love, etc), implied kidnapping

Word Count: 10k

Pairing: Shouto Todoroki x Fem!reader

Small taglist: @tokyometronetwork @babiefwuit @stygianoir @bookandyarndragon @megumri

How did you get yourself into the mess? You struggled against the chains binding your wrists with no avail. Sighing, you leaned your head against the cool metal of the cage they left you in. Perhaps it was because of your quirk that you were captured. Your quirk gave you the animal attributes of a fox. You had large ears, claws, fangs, and a bushy tail.

You usually maintained a good control over your quirk and only used the strength it gave you during missions, but at the time those men captured me, you lost control over your emotions due to an argument with your agency, causing your fox-like attributes to show.

The door creaked open loudly, the light blinding you temporarily. Squinting your eyes, you could faintly make out a figure. “Who’s there?” you asked, your voice cracking slightly from underuse.

Once your eyes had adjusted to the brightness that flooded into the dark room, you saw that it was the man that had captured you and you bared your teeth. “What do you want, you burnt bitch?”

Dabi, a man with burn scars that covered 60% of his body, smirked down at me. “Well, Doll, it’s your turn to be auctioned off. So, I’ve come to collect you.”

“You’re lucky these chains suppress my quirk, asshole!” you snarled, rising to your feet to glare at him. A blush lit up your cheeks when you noticed the look in his light blue eyes. Desire was swirling in them as they looked over your body. It was then you remembered that you were dressed only in a thin white dress. Squeaking out, you covered your chest with your hands and knelt back down. “Fucking pervert!” you cursed at Dabi.

He sent you another cocky smirk as he reached into his pocket for something. You watched as he pulled out the key that could unlock the cage you were trapped in. Dabi opened the door to your entrapment and quicker than what you could react to, he grabbed the chains circling your wrists, “Can’t have you running, can we, doll?” He then clicked something around your neck. A fucking shock collar!

You wanted so badly to claw Dabi’s face off. Who the fuck did he think he was putting a damn shock collar on you? “Take this damned thing off of me! I am not a fucking dog, Dabi!”

“Ooh.” He purred. “Such a dirty fucking mouth you have on you.” His eyes narrowed as he pulled out a remote and pressed a button on it. Dabi watched with sick satisfaction as you convulsed from the electric shock that went through your body.

You opened your mouth and let out a strangled scream, begging for him to turn off the collar. He pressed the button again, turning the electricity off. “Now be a good little girl and follow me.” He attached another chain to the collar and yanked you alongside him.

The light blinded you once more as Dabi drug you out of the darkness of the back room. Scrunching your eyes together, you waited for them to adjust and saw that you were approaching another room. You blinked in confusion when Dabi opened the door and you were greeted by a blond with her hair tied in two messy buns. “What’s this?” you asked.

Dabi ignored you. “Toga. Make her look presentable for the men waiting to bid on her.”

You jerked your head back when Toga reached out and caressed your face with a wide smile on her face. She said something about how smooth and soft your skin was, which made your skin crawl even more.

You had already had to endure having your body inspected by some blue haired, crusty skinned creep earlier, now some blood crazed blonde was going to have her hands on me? “I don't need this, Dabi! I look fine now!” You could feel your emotions boiling over and knew that if you did not calm down soon, your fox-like attributes would come out.

Toga reached for the remote that Dabi held out for her. “Oh, my little foxy, we’re going to have so much fun together.” Her golden eyes twinkled with a look that you could only describe as a yandere with her sights set on her prey.

Eyeing the remote carefully, you sighed as you allowed her to pull you by the chain attached to your collar. Dabi had the decency to leave the room when Toga ripped through the white dress you were wearing with a knife she kept in the boxes on her legs.

The tip of the blade nicked your skin, not enough to break flesh but enough to leave a long red mark. You hissed when she leaned in to place a delicate kiss against the scratch. “What are you doing?”

“Making your owie better.” She said in her slightly singsong voice, her face flushing with a blush and she placed her hands against her cheeks. “You’re so cute when you’re angry. Do you resent us?”

“What do you think?” You snapped, looking away from her.

Toga pouted before skipping over to the clothing rack and pulled out a sleek red dress that had a high slit up to the thigh and was very low cut so that you were almost positive your breasts would pop out of it if you moved wrong.

You blinked in confusion when she pulled out her knife and cut a hole in the back of the gown. “Why are you ruining such a pretty dress?” The question slipped out before you could stop it.

The blonde flashed you a smile before pointing the knife at you and lunging. Your fear skyrocketed as your emotions flooded your brain. She was going to kill you? But were you not a precious item to the underground auction? You felt your fox-like attributes pop into existence as your instances told me to get out of the way.

You rolled out of the path of Toga’s knife, temporarily forgetting that you were chained to the table leg. The collar around your neck tightened, choking you. “Fuck!” you cursed as you tried to move back into your original position. Shooting a glare at the blonde, who was giggling up a storm. “What the fuck, Toga?!”

She said nothing as she turned around to look at you over her shoulder. Suddenly, you felt electricity send your body into convulsions. You let out a gurgled screech as you clawed at the collar around your throat. You watched through watery eyes as Toga approached you with a small orange medicine jar in her hands.

As the current still flowed through your body, you were helpless as she force fed you some kind of medicine. “There, foxy, that should keep those cute little ears and tail out for the men and women to see.” She pressed the button that shut off the shock collar and moved to help you into the short, sleek red dress.

Toga was careful with your tail as she guided it through the hole she made before zipping the gown up completely. “You’re so pretty! Just like a red bride.”

You shivered at the new nickname she dubbed me with. You had a name. Why won’t any of them use it? Still feeling the after effects of the collar, you had to let Toga help you to your feet so she could guide you over to the vanity where she did your hair and makeup. She gave you a red and black smokey eye paired with a bold red lip. To hide the thick shock collar around your neck, she placed a red ribbon with a bell attached to it over it.

For your hair, she simply curled it and tied black ribbons around your fox ears. “Just look at how beautiful you made you. If only they would let me take some of your blood. Then I could always remember what you look like, foxy.”

A knock came from the door before Dabi let himself back in. He took one look at me and let out a low wolf whistle. “Damn, dollface. If you weren't going to fetch us such a high price, I’d take you for my own.” He flashed you an attempt of a seductive smirk. If you had not despised him at the moment, you probably would have fallen for it. Your eyes worked fine. You knew Dabi was a sexy man. Hell, you were sure he knew it as well.

“Whatever.” you scoffed as he reached for the chain that he then used to drag me to your feet. “Slow down, will you? I am wearing heels.” Toga had finished off your look with a pair of five inch black stilettos with straps that went up the length of your calves.

You gasped when Dabi suddenly turned on you, a blue flame covering his left hand and a cruel look in his glowing blue eyes.

Dabi growled at me as he pulled me closer by the chain. “You are to be silent now, dollface.” He held the flame dangerously close to your face and you could do nothing but stare in fear.

You knew of Dabi’s quirk, Cremation. It reached temperatures that could melt everything it came in contact with, even wood that is supposed to burn. “If you utter a single word during the auction, I will not hesitate to kill you, understand?”

Swallowing thickly, you nodded your head and sealed your lips shut as Dabi curled his lips into a smile and snuffed out the flame. Yanking on the chain, he dragged you over to a large pedestal that had a cage around it. You could not help but to roll your eyes at it.

At least this one was a bit bigger than the last one you were placed in. Dabi then attached the end of your chain to a locking mechanism inside the cage and shut the door behind him.

“Good luck, doll. If you’re lucky, your new master won’t break you too badly.” He laughed as he walked away from the caged pedestal, but stayed within earshot in case you spoke out of turn.

You simply sat on the cool metal of the floor and curled your legs against your chest. You hated that it was because of your quirk that you were going to be sold off like livestock. Sometimes you hated having a mutation quirk, they were so rare that people would pay large money to have ya'll work for them.

If only you were stronger like Miruko, you would not have been captured like this. And if it were not for that medicine Toga forced you to swallow, you could have easily concealed your quirk, but no, you were in a constant state of heightened emotions.

“And now for the main event!” you heard the voice of the man who inspected your body call out loudly over the loudspeaker. Closing your eyes, you awaited your fate. You were to be bidded off to the highest paying bidder. You can only hope that your new master will be kind.

“Lastly, we have a rare mutation quirk owner. Her quirk gives her fox-like attributes.” The blue-haired host announced, you think his name is Shigaraki. “Let’s start the bid at five million.”

You blocked out most of the bids since the auctioneers were wearing masks that conceal their identities. Wrapping your tail around your body, you tried to make yourself smaller the higher your cost rose. It was currently up to twelve million and steadily rising.

You were beginning to hate being born with such a quirk. You opened your eyes to look out at the crowd, trying to see who was currently in the lead. you t would seem as if you were going to be purchased by some fat, disgusting older man and that caused a shiver to travel down your spine. He would not be gentle with you.

“Twenty-five million!” Shigaraki called out, his red eyes shining with glee. They were going to be rich off of this one. “Do I hear twenty-six? No? Going once. Twice..”

“That girl belongs to me now.”

You lifted your head when a smooth tenor voice filtered throughout the building and saw what looked to be a young man. You could only see his eyes through the black mask he wore; the left eye was blue, similar to Dabi’s while the right was grey.

How could he say that you belonged to him? Just how much money could someone like him have? The amount of money to purchase you was nearing thirty million?!

Shigaraki narrowed his eyes at the newcomer. “Oh? Then what’s your price?” He pressed the button on the remote that activated the shock collar around your neck, making you convulse around in your cage. “She’s such a fine specimen, you know?” He shut off the power when you let out a strangled plea for him to stop.

The man simply pulled out a thin black card and flung it at the auctioneer, watching him scramble after it. “Just charge whatever price you want to this card.” He walked over to Shigaraki and held his hand out expectantly for the key he held. Once he obtained the item, he walked over to the cage and opened it. “Come here.”

You looked up at him with reproachful eyes. Who was he? You flinched when Shigaraki offered him the remote to your shock collar and quickly shot up to your feet, wobbling slightly due to the stilettos. “Y-Yes, sir.” You slowly walked over to him and placed your hand into his proffered one.

That was as far as you could move due to the chain still latched to the side of the cage. He noticed it and stepped inside and unhooked it from its locking mechanism. Once the chain was free, he turned to face you, his eyes intense. His stare made you feel warm in places you could not describe.

“We’re going.” He said as he pulled at your chain gently. He turned to look at Shigaraki, “Just return that to me once the charges are made. I’ll send someone to retrieve it.”

-0-0-0

You sat in the seat across from the man that had purchased you. You still did not know who he was as he was still wearing the hood of the burgundy robes that the bidder wore and that black mask that only showed his intense heterochromatic eyes. Eyes which were locked on your body and made you squirm a bit under the intensity. You had wanted to cover your breasts with your arms but you were paralyzed by him.

You watched as he lowered the hood of his robe, revealing his long red and white colored hair and realization slowly began to strike you. It could not be him? He reached for the black mask that hid his face from you. You gasped.

There was no mistaking it. The long red and white hair, those blue and grey eyes, the intense red scar on the left side of his face. “You’re Todoroki Shouto!”

He let a small smile tilt at his lips as he brushed back a strand of his long hair. “Yes, but you shall only call me Master now.”

Shock rushed over you. Was he not a Pro Hero? Did he not purchase you to save you from the greedy men and women of the underground auction as a mission? You had been missing for nearly a week and you were an important asset to your agency.

You pulled at the chains circling your wrists, glaring at Shouto. “What are you talking about? You are the Pro Hero, Shouto, right? Isn't this a mission to rescue me? I’m a Pro Hero too!” you froze when you saw him hold up the remote control to the collar hidden behind the red ribbon around your neck, fear wrapping around your body. “What are you...”

Shouto did not let you finish your sentence as he pressed the button to activate the shock collar. He watched as you shook from the electricity coursing through your veins, your tail puffed out from the pain. “You belong to me and I thought I said you are only to call me Master.”

He pressed the button again to shut off the power and you fell back against the cool leather of the limo seat, trying to catch your breath. Shouto moved over to where you were sitting and gently looped his index finger around the collar and lifted me up.

“But to answer your question, yes I am the Pro Hero, Shouto, but this isn’t a mission to rescue you, my darling. I wanted you for myself. You should know how rare animal mutation quirks are and I find those little ears and tail of yours adorable.” The fingers of his other hand reached out and touched your ears at the base.

Without your permission, you had let out a moan when his fingers caressed the fur surrounding your ears. You quickly blushed and covered your mouth in a failed attempt to stifle the sound. You could only pray that he would ignore the sound.

You peeked up at him and gasped at the look of lust on his face as a rush of heat flooded your core. Damn him for being so damn attractive. It made it hard to hate him for what he was going to do. “M-my ears are sensitive...” Was all you said as you looked away from him.

He said nothing as he reached for you and pulled you into his lap. You tried your best to not stiffen in his hold as you curled your tail around your waist, protecting it from his touch. He already found out that your ears were rather sensitive, you did not need him learning that your tail was even more sensitive.

“That was a rather cute moan. I want to hear more of them.” Without a warning, he yanked down the top of the dress you were wearing, your breasts popping free. You let out a squeak as you tried to cover yourself but he yanked your hands away with a sharp tug at the chains circling your wrists. “Don’t move. That’s an order.”

“You can't just expect me to just sit still and let you do whatever you want with me! I am not your property!” you screamed, fighting against the chains trying to free yourself from his hold. your body went limp when his fingers slid over your ears, sending a pleasurable tingle down your spine. Another pitiful sounding moan left your mouth as you felt warmth flood your center when Shouto’s other hand began plucking at your nipples.

Shouto’s warm breath hit your shoulder as he leaned in closer, his voice echoed around the small space of the limo. “I can and I will, Snowflake.” His tongue licked a long, wet line up the side of your flesh, sending streaks of fire down your spine.

Damn it, you were attracted to him. Seeing him on television had spurned a crush on him. He rolled your left nipple in between his fingers as his mouth latched onto the spot where your neck and shoulder met. “Come on, Baby~...” He purred in a voice that should be illegal. “Let your voice out.”

You could not stop the wanton cry that left your throat when his hand moved from your breast to the increasingly damping spot between your thighs. His fingers slipped inside the dress you were wearing, skimming along the front of your panties. You let out another moan as he slid his index finger over that sensitive bundle of nerves. “Fuck...” you choked out, quivering in his arms. you were fighting a losing battle with both your mind and body. Your mind was telling you to resist, yet don’t at the same time and your body was accepting his touch.

He pinched your clit roughly between his fingers as he sucked at the junction where your shoulder and neck met and his fingers rubbed one of your ears. The overstimulation of having so many erogenous zones touched at once was leaving you breathless.

You squirmed around on his lap and gasped when you felt it. Shouto’s cock was hard and pulsing against your ass. For some reason a sense of pride filled your mind. you were happy that you were able to turn on such a handsome man with your body. You let out another piercing moan when you felt his teeth bite down on your shoulder and his fingers graze over your clit again.

“Do you want me to shove my fingers inside, Baby?” He asked. “Do you want me to fuck you with them?”

Your eyes shot open as you realized what he was doing. ‘He’s fucking edging me. you hate being edged!’ you stubbornly shook your head, refusing to answer him. you would not give him the satisfaction of hearing you beg. Suddenly, you felt a chill run down your body where the fingers of his right hand trailed and a pitiful sounding cry left your throat. You wanted to beg. you wanted to beg so fucking badly, but you had your pride. “Fuck!” you screamed out when those icy fingers of his slid through the fur of your tail, stroking it softly.

Shouto let out a chuckle. “So, that’s why you kept moving it out of the way of your touch. Your tail is even more sensitive than your ears.” His breath turned cool as he whispered against your neck and you knew that he must be using his quirk to manipulate me into begging for his touch. Running those sinfully cold fingers through your tail from tip to base was driving me insane. “Let’s see how much longer you can hold back from begging me to fuck you.”

Youlet out another breathy moan when you felt his mouth close over one of your ears, his tongue swirling along the edge. you could literally feel your resolve breaking with each stroke of warm fingers of his left hand along your clothed pussy. When he squeezed your clit again, his fingers nearly burning hot is what made you break. “S-s-shit...Master, please?”

“Please what, Snowflake?” He mocked, rubbing his hot fingers along the sensitive bundle of nerves. His long hair brushed along your neck when he leaned over to watch your expression as his icy cold fingers found their way to the base of your tail and he rubbed his fingertips along the spot where it met with your lower back. you let out another wanton sounding mewl as you jerked around in his lap, grinding your hips down. “Say it. Beg for me, Baby.”

Biting your lip in irritation that he was going to make me beg for it, a low growl left me. Swallowing thickly, you lowered your head. “Please, Master, fuck me with your fingers. you want them inside me.” you let out a lusty cry of pleasure when one of his cold fingers slid your panties to the side and found purchase inside your dripping cunt. It was so cold that it hurt, but it was a good kind of hurt. His left hand went for your tail, rubbing hot circles around the spot where it met with your flesh. Dammit, you wanted him. You wanted more than just a finger. You wanted his cock rammed deep inside you. “I need more.”

Shouto smiled as he slowly moved his finger in and out of you, edging you on slowly. His hot breath fanned over the swollen mark he’d left on your neck. He let out a grunt when you grinded your hips down into his crotch, your ass rubbing against his cock. Quickly, he added another icy finger to your dripping pussy. You could not hold back the lewd cry that left your mouth as you tossed your head back against his shoulder, sweat glistening on your forehead.

“Was that enough, your darling? Or do you still need more?” He taunted, drilling those fingers of his deeper.

You hated to admit it, but you were so turned on by him. There was no denying your attraction to him. you wanted him. you wanted more of this temperature play he was doing using his quirk. It felt so good to have his icy fingers inside while his hot palm gripped one of your breasts, twisting a nipple. Pride be damned! “Master, please? More. I need to feel more of you!” But the instant you admitted that you wanted him, he stopped and pulled away completely. You blinked in confusion when he lifted you off his lap and back onto the seat next to him.

“Unless you want the entire mansion to see you in such a state, I suggest you fix your clothing.” Shouto readjusted the silk tie of the suit he was wearing, ignoring the large bulge in his pants.

Looking away from him as shame filled your mind. He got what he wanted. You begged for him like a needy bitch in heat. Glaring at him, you pulled up the top of your dress the best you could with your bound hands. Growling when the movement put your hands in an awkward position, you glanced up at Shouto. He was already watching you with amused eyes and you knew that this was what he wanted. Biting your lip and lowering your eyes, you asked, “Master, will you help me?” you growled when he gave you an expectant look. “Please, Master?”

He moved over and helped you pull the red dress up over your breasts, but he made sure to brush his knuckles over your nipples as he leaned in. “We will continue this inside, Snowflake.”

Your face flushed at the seductive tone his voice took on when he whispered the nickname in your ears before he bit one of them. You let out another loud moan before clamping your hands over your lips. you watched as the door of the limo was pulled open and Shouto slid out of the car, gently yanking on the chain around your neck so that you would follow him. You ignored the curious stares of the staff that came out to greet Shouto like he was a young lord. ‘He basically is!’ you wanted to smack yourself. The Todoroki family was one of the richest families around. ‘That’s how he was able to afford your price tag in the underground auction.’

Shouto pulled you alongside him, your stilettos clicking loudly with each step. Your back stiffened when he placed his hand against your skin, lightly rubbing circles on the base of your tail. You had to bite your lips to keep from letting out a pitiful sounding moan at his touch. He was playing dirty. Now that he knew that your animal attributes were sensitive, he was going to exploit that weakness every chance he got.

-0-0-0

It's been a few weeks since you were purchased by Todoroki Shouto and he’s been nothing short of a gentleman after that first incident in the limo ride to his mansion. Despite his promise to continue when the two of you got inside, He’d claimed that he was tired from having to deal with the underground and went to bed almost immediately after.

You sighed as you looked at yourself in the mirror and admired the outfit that was set out for you. Shouto decided that you would only wear traditional Japanese kimonos as they allowed space for your tail. So, today it was a short black kimono that had a red obi with white lilies on the material. It was a cute outfit and you appreciated the clothing, but hated that you were basically being forced to take that strange medicine that kept your ears and tail out. The medicine also made them even more sensitive and he took full advantage of it.

A knock at your room door caused you to jump slightly. “Come in?” you said, watching the doorknob turn before it creaked open. Your eyes widened at the sight of Shouto stepping into your room wearing one of his robes, his hair tied up into a bun. You could feel the saliva build up in your mouth at the sight of his bare chest from the gap in his robe. Quickly, you turned your head away and swiped your mouth. “Hello, Master. What can you do for you?” you knew why he was here dressed only in his robe. That was his sign that he wanted to fuck you and you could feel yourself getting wet.

Shouto said nothing as he walked over to you, his eyes intense as he looked at you. He frowned as he stared at your neck and you realized that you had forgotten to cover the shock collar with the black choker that still sat on your bed. “The collar, Snowflake.” He growled out, his voice dropping in octaves. With a predatory look in his eyes, he began to advance on you.

Your breath got caught up in your breath as you took a step back for each one he took forward until your back was pressed against the wall. You let out a squeak when Shouto slammed his hands next to your head, trapping you. He was so close you could see every detail of his face and feel every breath he took as he leaned in closer. “I-I’m sorry, Master. I was about to cover it up when you knocked.” you placed a hand on his chest in a discreet attempt to put some distance between you two.

He grabbed your hand and brought it to his mouth, teeth grazing over the fleshy part of your palm. “Are you lying to me, Baby?” His lips spread into a seductive smile when you shook your head. “So, it’s your Master’s fault that you didn’t have enough time to put on the choker?” the fingers of his right hand stroked your cheek, leaving trails of frost in its path to the shock collar.

You shivered, whether it be in anticipation or from the chill of his touch, as he hooked a finger into the collar and pulled you closer to him. “No, sir.” you replied, looking him in the eyes. “It's my fault for taking too long getting dressed.” During the few weeks of you being in his care, you’ve learned that he likes a submissive partner. You even allowed a few tears to swell in the corner of your eyes, knowing it would please him. You’ve become his Snowflake, beautiful, delicate and fragile. Well...not that fragile.

Shouto, accepting your submission to him, smiled down at you and wrapped his large hands around your waist before seizing your lips in a slow yet passionate kiss that soon left you both panting and straining against one another. He reached for the obi and tugged at it gently until it loosened around me. The red tie fell to the ground in a pool of silk. He then reached for the pin that held your hair up, letting the locks fall down to frame your face and you knew that was your signal to touch him.

Slowly, you reached up and caressed his face, tracing your fingers along the edge of his jawline before moving them to tangle in his hair, gently pulling it from the bun he had it in. You felt him slide his hands into the fabric of the kimono, pushing at the edges until it slid off your shoulders leaving me only in your bra and panties. Shouto finally pulled away from your lips to admire your body. Seeing the appreciation in his eyes let you know that you picked out the right lingerie. So, maybe he will forgive me for not putting the choker on before he came.

He trailed his hands along your body before taking your hands and placed one on his chest and the other on the sash at his waist. You looked down at your hand near the tie as you pulled on it until it hung loose before you slowly parted the crimson robe, your hands gliding over his sinewy muscles of his shoulders. You could feel your mouth water at the sight of his chiseled chest, sculpted abs, and the V-cut of his hips. Sweet mercy, he was sexy and you wanted to run your hands all over his body. But you refrained from doing so without his permission, Shouto was the dominant one here and you were the submissive.

Shouto pulled you closer and trailed his fingers down your back, trails of frost forming in its path, until he reached the base of your tail. You immediately went limp with pleasure in his arms as a flood of moisture soaked your panties. Those sub-zero fingers stroked through your fur, teasing the spot where the flesh merged with your fluffy appendage. “I can smell you, my darling.” His voice caressed your ears as your face flushed with heat. “Your arousal is getting thicker by the second and you ’ve barely even touched you.” He bent down and caught your lips in a searing kiss that made your knees buckled from the intensity. “Look at how cute you are? You’re just my cute little captive fox. It makes me want to tease you more.”

You opened your mouth in a soft sounding moan when he leaned in and grazed your shoulder with his teeth, pulling down your bra strap in the process. Treading your fingers into his long hair, you silently guided him to the other side so that he could lower the other strap with his teeth. “M-Master...” you moaned out as he slowly lapped at the center of your chest. He was edging me again. You hated being edged so slowly, but you knew this was probably punishment for not covering the shock collar. Shouto moved down to your breasts, his tongue both heating and cooling on your flesh.

You felt his teeth graze over your nipple as he pulled the cup down before closing his lips over the pebbled bud. First his mouth was hot, scorching almost as his tongue swirled over your peak, but then it cooled to near freezing. The pleasure was damn near maddening as you clenched your thighs together to ease the ache that formed between them.

“I will make you ache for me.” He whispered against your skin as he lifted his mouth back to your lips, placing another passionate kiss on them. You heard him chuckle at your disappointed moan when his lips left mine. He placed a warm finger against your mouth to shush me, his gaze predatory, before he lifted me up into his arms.

Shouto dropped you softly on the large bed, hovering over you. You felt him reach behind you to unclasp the bra and you were anticipating his touch, but it never came. Holding back a frustrated cry when his fingers instead trailed lines down your shoulders. “Oh, you thought I wasn’t serious? No, you’re going to go mad with want. And I will not fuck you until you’re dripping wet for me.”

His words alone were making you ache for him. His low, timbering voice was like sweet music to your sensitive hearing. Hot tears of frustration pooled in your eyes and you tried to reach out for him, wanting to attempt to change his mind. Shouto saw your movement and with a twitch of his hand, ice formed shackles around your wrists and pinned you down to the bed. His grey and blue eyes narrowed down at me for your slight defiant behaviour and you knew that he was going to go even slower to torture you.

Softly, he placed his hands over your breast, kneading them without his quirk and you mewled at the raw feeling of his skin against youurs. Shouto then leaned in and bit the tip of one of your ears and your core tingled even more causing you to rub your thighs together to produce some type of friction. Your tears of frustration broke free when you felt Shouto shackle your ankles to the bedpost thus keeping your legs spread open.

“Master, please? I need you.” you were damn near sobbing with how much your body was throbbing for him.

Shouto softly wiped at the tears that were streaming down your face. “You’re so pretty when you cry. Are you aching that badly, my little slut? Shall I end your suffering?” He let a sly smirk touch his lips as he slowly trailed his left hand down the length of your body, trails of heat flaring along your skin until he reached the edge of your panties. There was a flare of smoke and you realized that he was burning the underwear off of you. You were panting as his fiery fingers drew slow, hot circles along your inner thigh. “Such pretty thighs. Just the right size to grab a handful.”

Your body was visibly shaking with each slow touch Shouto graced your body with. You were becoming so needy. You needed more. More of his touch. More of his lips and tongue on your skin. This slow torture was driving me inssane with desire. Your pussy was practically drooling by now, begging to be touched and fucked. Without realizing it, your tail moved on its own and wrapped around Shouto’s neck and pulled him down into your body.

A gasp left you when you realized what you had done and quickly unwrapped your tail from around his neck. You let out another wanton sounding moan when Shouto reached out and grabbed the furry appendage with his icy cold hand. He slowly lifted his face from your chest and stared down at you with such an intensity in his eyes. You were in trouble.

“Snowflake...” Yep, you were in deep shit. He only called you that when you were about to receive punishment. And by the way he growled out the name, he was pissed that you questioned his dominance. “What have I told you about using your tail without my command?�� His sub zero touch trailed up the length until he could not reach anymore of it due to you laying on your back. The ice chains holding you down lengthened so he could flip you onto your hands and knees. You shivered in pleasure as your body nearly went limp from his touch until you heard his command. “Don’t fucking move, Snowflake.”

When the first burning smack to your ass came without warning and tears sprang from your eyes from the sheer pleasure. He spanked you soundly with his left hand, practically branding his handprint into you with his quirk and you loved every second of it. What you were not expecting was him to use his right hand to send chills up your back from the next couple of spanks. The icy cold smacks felt so good against your hot skin that you could not help but to stick your tongue out and moan at the feeling.

“That’s a good little bitch in heat. Moan for me.” He smacked your ass in alternation of both hands until the flesh was raw. Shouto then leaned in and placed his lips against the heated and tender skin causing you to flinch slightly from the soreness. His teeth grazed along the curvature of your rear, tongue slipping out to cool the stinging flesh until he reached the spot where your tail met with your lower back.

A shiver ran down your spine. He knew how very sensitive you were there and loved to tease you there. His tongue went from cold to hot as he lapped at the spot as his fingers teased at your dripping slit. “Oh?” He breathed, his breath turning cool against your back. “You’re a sopping wet mess down here. My Baby, I’ll ask you again. Shall you put an end to your suffering? Tell me what you want.”

Your thighs were quivering by the moment and your face was covered with your tears of frustration. “I want you, Master. I want you to eat your pussy and then fuck me with your hard cock.” you begged, sobbing as you did so. You were so fucking turned on and you did not want to wait anymore.

Shouto sat back on his knees and you could see that his cock was straining against his boxers. He tapped a finger against his chin in thought as his other hand rubbed his shaft slowly, tempting me. Shouto freed his cock from the confines of his underwear. “Before you do that...” he mused as he reached and grabbed one of your ears, causing you to moan out loudly. He turned me around, the ice chains rattling. “Why don’t you suck my cock. Take your Master’s cock deep inside that pretty little throat of yours.” He slapped the head of it against your cheek. “Stick out your tongue, Snowflake.”

You quickly opened your mouth and did as he ordered. Soon after your mouth was filled with his flavor, his pre-cum sweet on your tongue.. His masculine scent filled your nose as you took in a breath. He was so large that it stretched your lips, but you were determined to take all of him. As always, you made sure to keep your teeth away from his sensitive anatomy, but would occasionally let your sharp canines drag over the bulbous tip. His moans were like music to your ears and only spurred you on.

His hand came up to caress your face. “Yes, just like that, Baby. Suck that cock.” he hissed out as he thrust his hips gently, pushing more of his length inside your mouth. “You look so beautiful with your cock shoved so deep in your throat, Snowflake.” Shouto tilted his head back and let out a low groan when you swirl your tongue over the thick length pumping in and out.

You kept your jaw slightly slack because you knew of his tendencies of losing all his composure and face fucking you. You hollowed out your cheeks and hummed lightly, knowing the vibrations would drive Shouto insane.

Shouto let out a grunt. “Yes...” he hissed. “That’s a good little slut.” He purred out as his hand tangled in your hair to push his cock even deeper down your throat. Tears were starting to leak from your eyes from the pleasurable pain and he wiped at them with his warm hand. “Crying again? We’ve only just begun, Baby.” He let out another deep moan as he tossed his head back, long red and white hair sparkling in the dim light of the room as it slid off his broad shoulders.

You moaned when Shouto reached across your back to play with the soft fur of your tail, drool leaking out of the corners of your mouth. Fuck, he was driving you up the wall with pleasure, but you could sense that he was getting close too. Your inner walls were clenching in tune to your sucking and you felt Shouto’s cock beginning to swell. You curled your tongue around him and gave him a hard suck. “Fuck...” He cursed. “You want my cum that badly?”

Hot and cold hands wrapped around your head as he pulled me in closer. “Then you can have it. Deep down your throat.” you nearly choked when the first of the thick, white fluid shot out and filled your mouth. “Take it all, but don't swallow just yet, Baby~. Keep that cum in your mouth until you say you can swallow it. And don’t spill a single drop.”

You obeyed his command, holding his seed in your mouth. You allowed a small smile to cross your lips when Shouto wrapped his hands around your waist and flipped me onto your back. You shivered when he began trailing those sub zero fingers down your abdomen. “You said that you wanted my tongue, right, Snowflake?” you nodded your head vigorously, mewling when those icy fingers of his began circling around your clit, coating them with your honeyed essence. “You’ve been such an obedient pet that I should reward you, I suppose.” He licked a warm line down your stomach. “Your scent is addicting.” His hot breath fanned out over your nether regions causing another rush of liquid.

Shouto used two of those icy fingers to spread your lower lips and gave it a long, scorching lick with that hot tongue of his. Your toes curled as a sobbing like moan left your throat when those slender digits of his slid inside your drenched, slick cavern. He used his thumb to flick the swollen bundle of nerves at the top of your opening. “Make sure to keep holding that cum in your mouth, darling.” Shouto thrust his fingers in and out of your dripping center and you gasped when he entered the third cold finger, almost making you swallow what was in your mouth.

You let out a lustful humming sound as his fingers pistoned into me at such a furious pace, his fingers the perfect chilling temperature that it stung in a pleasurable way. your eyes shot open when his hot tougue swirled over your clit, attacking the swollen bud with quick flicks. you could feel your release building up and tears from the sheer pleasure were building up in your eyes.

“Are you about to cum, Snowflake?” He growled against your flesh and brought you closer to sweet release. “Go ahead and cum. You have my permission.” Shouto lapped at your honeyed center with that scorching tongue again. With another loud, muffled cry, you came hard. White spots danced in your vision, blinding you momentarily.

He greedily drank all of what you had to offer as it dripped out of your pussy, not letting a single drop escape. you expected for him to stop, but then your body arched when his tongue turned cold and warm fingers replaced the cold ones. ‘Again!’ you had just come, you were not ready for his tongue again, especially when it’s so hot that it's causing maddening pleasure.

You pulled against your shackles as your body shook from the overstimmulation Shouto was causing on your body. He stroked his fingers in and out at such a furious pace and flicked that burning hot tongue over your clit. Not forgetting that he liked it when you cried, you let hot tears stream down your face as you thrash on the bed only for Shouto to hold your hips down with his arm.

“Can’t handle what you asked for, Baby?” His voice dropped into that dangerous territory that made your heart beat erratically in your chest. He lashed at your sensitive budle of nerves with his tongue once more. “You’re so pretty when you’re crying those sweet tears.” His sub zero fingers moved faster within you as another round of pressure built up.

You could feel another release coming and it was coming fast. You wanted to open your mouth and scream but could not due to the order to not spill any of the cum you held. “Keep that cum in your mouth, Snowflake. Savor the flavour of it.”

Your body gave a sharp convulsion when you came, lifting off the bed. Shouto did not miss a beat as he slurped up every drop, his tongue lashing over your clit and fingers never once slowing down. Once you had calm down from your high, he slowed down and gave your sex gentle licks and nips before pulling away. “What’s the matter, Baby?” He gazed down at your sweaty flushed body, your chest still heaving from exhaustion. “Don’t tell me you're ready to tap out. We haven’t even begun to have fun yet.”

You tried to plead with your eyes that you needed a break before continuing as your sex was still tingling from two back to back orgasms. Either Shouto did not notice or he ignored it as he slapped the head of his cock against your slit. He grabbed your legs and placed them over his shoulders as he stroked himself with one hand. His grey and blue eyes stared down at you intensely. “You can swallow now. I want to hear that sweet voice of yours as I take you.” You nearly choked as he timed his first thrust with your swallowing, his salty yet sweet tasting seed sliding down your throat.

“Fuck!” you cursed when he gave a hard trust, your breasts bouncing from the vigorous movement. Another loud gasp fell from your lips at the tingle of pleasure that grew within your core when Shouto picked up his speed more. You mewled when he bent down and nipped at one of ears, teeth grazing the fleshy inner part softly as he plunged his cock into me.

It felt so good and you were so full of his huge length. You tried to wrap your arms around him, but the ice shackles around your wrists prevented that so you held onto his strong biceps. “M-Master...it feels so good.”

Shouto let out a grunt as he snapped his hips down into me, your walls clenching around him firmly. “You feel so good around me, Snowflake.” His hissed into your ear, sending shivers down your spine. your tail was swishing around until he grabbed it in his left hand, the heat of his palm caused tears of overstimmulation to burn at the corners of your eyes. “Are you about to cry again, my love?” he brought the tip of your tail to his lips and drew it into his cool mouth. You let out a scream as your body buckled at the feeling, the stimulation wrecking havoc.

“Go ahead and cry some more. I am going to keep fucking you.” Tail still cluched between his teeth, Shouto reached out and wiped at your tears. Damn him for being able to cause your body so much pleasure that it hurts. His cock was almost too big for you, stretching you to accommodate him. But it only made you want him even more. The slight pain was addictive. He was addictive and you wanted more. Much more. His hips never faltered in his fast movements, deep thrusts that touched your cervix. It felt so damned good.

You could feel your climax approaching, but you knew better than to cum without Shouto’s permission. Hoping that he was not wanting a long session because it was geting harder and harder to hold back. Especially with his thrusts causing your inner muscles to clench and unclench on him. But then he said something that made you want to whine in defeat.

“Don’t you dare cum until you say you can.”

You wanted to curse him. You hated when he controlled your orgasms! That was more torture than the overstim. You dug your nails into his forearms, knowing that he liked it, but it was revenge for the denial.

Shouto leaned down and caught your lips in another wild, passionate kiss as he let out a lustful grunt. You immediately felt warmth fill your womb and knew that he had just had his second release. “How does it feel, Baby? To have my cum so deep inside.” He stilled his hips momentarily, savoring the feeling before he began to pick up speed again. “Let’s go for another one, Snowflake.”

The slickness of our combined juices made it easier for him to slip in and out of me as he pounded me into the mattress. Your inner muscle quivered as he pulled himself out before slamming back in. His mouth, hot from his quirk, captured your nipple between his teeth and swirled his tongue around the hardened nub. His fingers, cold to the touch, rubbed at your clit..

You opened your mouth in a lustful cry as you tried hard to hold off on cumming until Shouto said you could. It was just so damn hard. But those intense eyes were locked on yours, daring you to defile him. So, you squeezed down on him to try and coax another one out of him, so that he will allow you to have one.

Knowing him though since you had already had two from his tongue, you were not going to be allowed to have one until he had another one. You pushed your hips up to meet his repeatedly, silently hoping that he would get his third one soon. But you know of his stamina. Shouto could go for hours if he wanted to. You really felt like crying this time when you felt the burn of salt sting at your eyes. This pleasurably torture was almost inbarable, but you could withstand it.

You actually craved it.

He moved your legs from their position against his shoulders and pushed them back until your knees were against your chest. Shouto pulled out only to slide back in just as rough. You knew that he could feel your throbbing pussy clenching down on him, trying to milk him of all he has to offer. you nearly disobeyed his direct order when his leaned down and grazed his teeth over your shoulder before sucking on the spot where it met with your neck as he squeezed that sensitive little bundle of nerves.

“Do you want to cum, Baby?” At your nod, he chuckled, the vibrations tingling your skin. “Well, that’s too bad. You’ll only cum when I say so.” He leaned back down and took your nipple back into his mouth this time without his quirk, while his hand fondled the other with those icy fingers.

“Fuck...” you heard him curse, your legs beginning to tremble as he grabbed your hips as his thrusts became erract. You clamped down on him once more and ground into his pelvis insistantly. “Snowflake...” he tilted his head back and moaned, sweaty strands of his long hair sticking to his forehead. “You ready for the second load? Beg me for it. Beg for me to fill you with my hot seed.” He pumped his thick length in and out, slowing his pace to a maddening level.

You tried to buck your hips to urge him into a faster speed, but he locked your legs in place, pushing them further into your chest. “Master, please!” you yelled, forcing out a few tears for good measure. you wanted it. you wanted him to fill me again even if you were not allowed to cum yet. you wanted to make him feel good. “I want it. Give it to me, please.” you cried out when he gave a particularly harsh thrust, locking his hips in place.

You gave another loud lusty mewl as his hot cum filled me again for the second time. your vision was starting to get blurry from the passion that Shouto was giving me. “Please, Master, can I cum now?” The pain in your lower parts was so intense now, the constant throbbing of your clit was in tune with your own racing heart.

Shouto gazed down at you, his hair falling over his shoulders as he tilted his head. A soft, slow smile tilted at his lips. He pulled out, much to your disappointment, but took hold of your still quivering hips. You were then placed on your hands and knees again. You could feel Shouto rubbing the head of his cock teasingly at your hole.

“You’ve been so good to listen to me. I suppose you should.” you cried out in pleasure when he slid back inside with a slow, deep thrust. This position allowed him the deepest penetration and you loved it. You loved feeling him pressed so tightly against your cervix. “You may cum when you do, Baby.”

You whined. This was his fourth wind. It could take as long as twenty minutes before he came again. Your body was shaking with anticipation of release and your clit was burning. You wanted to scream and shout at him for being so commanding, but another hard thrust had me choking on your saliva.

“F-Fucking shit...” you cried out, your voice starting to go hoarse from your screams. “Please, Master..” you needed to cum so badly you were going to go insane. You did not know how much longer you could hold out. The slow, intense drag of his cock felt so damn good that it made actual tears stream down your face, not your forced ones. You opened your mouth as your tongue fell out and your eyes rolled upwards.

“Does it feel good, Baby?” He groaned. “Having my cock so deep inside you?” His hips snapped forward in another hard, deep thrust. Shouto then moved one of his hands from around your waist, sliding down to squeeze and flick at your clit. The feeling of his fingers without his quirk felt just as good as it did with it. “How badly do you want to cum?”

His squeezing intensified, causing you to throw your head back, your ears swiveling back to lay flat against your head and your tail swishing around wildly. You were a panting mess under him. Every nerve in your body was heightened and sensitive to the touch. “Tell me, Snowflake.” He ran a heated finger down your spine as he leaned down and nipped at your ear.

“Fuck, it feel so good, Shou.” you moaned out. “I want to cum so fucking badly that I’m going insane!”

Shouto bit down on your ear. “Cum, my love. Cum for me.” He gave one last slow, deep thrust and held it. The tip of his cock was pressed so tightly against you that you lost the strength in your arms as you came so hard that stars danced in your vision. The hot liquid dripped down your thighs as you felt Shouto’s third load fill you. He had wrapped an arm around you to keep you in place as he gave a few gentle thrusts. “I love you, baby. I love you so much.”

you smiled lazily as you turned your head to look back at him. “I know Shou, you called me your love in the middle of it all.” you whinced a little when he pulled out as you were still very tender.

“And you broke character by calling me “Shou”.” He said matter-of-factly, squeezing me against his body. “But I didn't hurt you, did I?” Shouto asked as he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead.

“Shou, I could have said the safe word at any time.” you reached up and flicked his nose. Laughing slightly, you snuggled against him, a soft purr like sound rumbling in your throat. Todoroki Shouto was actually your boyfriend. You were so happy when Shouto had come to rescue you from that nasty black market.

You were sure he was frantic when he learned that you had been kidnapped by Shigarki due to your quirk. Speaking of that auction. “You never did tell me how much you had to pay to free me or why you basically molested your girlfriend in the limo ride home.”

He looked down at me with those beautiful grey and blue eyes of his and a smile spread over his lips. “I didn’t pay a thing for what’s mine, but my father paid fourty million to have you back safely. And you did not molest you. I was just so happy to have you back safely that I had to touch you. Plus the limo ride was being monitored by the commity of the underground.” He pouted as he reached out and rubbed one of your ears softly. “You played along anyway, Snowflake.”

Another lusty moan left your throat as Shouto played with your ear. “Shou... stop messing with my ears. You know how sensitive they are. But fourty million?”

Shouto shrugged his shoulders. “I told Shigaraki that he could charge whatever price he wanted. I was not letting anyone else have you.” He looked down at me and you could see the possessiveness in his gaze. “You are mine. My rare gem.”

You smiled as you leaned up to press your lips against his in a sweet, passionate kiss. “Only yours.”

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GOOD GUY F*CKS BAD GIRL ft. SHOUTO TODOROKI

▹ NOTE. second time’s the charm (word count: 2.8k)

▹ WARNING. pornstar!au, sex on camera, this is filthy, fingering, sloppy sex, ass play, anal, oral (fem receiving), etc, minors dni

▹ SUMMARY. recently famous model shouto todoroki turns pornstar for the chance to meet you

It’s a big house somewhere in Beverly Hills. It’s easy to rent larger mansions out here, and the building your crew had selected was famous for filming. The marble floors were heated. The kitchen was filled with energy giving fruits. And you were clad in nothing but your underwear, makeup crew gingerly touching up your face.

It would’ve been a perfectly normal scene had it not been for the handsome stranger next to you. Tall. Broad and well defined. Muscular. He smells nice. Something woodsy and wintery, but not overbearing in the slightest. He was also stripped down to his boxers as a member of the staff went over the rules with him.

He would’ve been another perfect addition to your mile long list of hottie conquests, had it not been for his two tone hair. White on one side, red on the other. Heterochromatic eyes. IcyHot.

One of the newest models in advertising clearly enjoying his ten seconds of fame. His two tone hair and eyes, handsome face and gorgeous body had girls all over the world fawning over him. His selling of the post workout heating coolant had given him a catchy nickname that stuck.

But the porn industry isn’t modeling. And it only meant one thing for you. You’d be working with an amateur today.

“Why are you even here?” You scoff once the crew member is done going over the rules with him and once he wanders aimlessly to your side. “Aren’t you big in advertising, IcyHot?”

His eyes stay politely fixed on your face, completely unfazed by the black set of lingerie you’re displayed in. “Yes, a lot of people really seemed to like the way I looked in that commercial.”

A beat of silence passes as he waits for someone to lightly spray you with perfume. Waiting for them to bounce away before replying. “A lot of people commented that they wanted to see me naked, but I’m really here because I want to fuck you.”

“What?” You falter. His face is expressionless, maybe a bit surprised with how you’re reacting. But you’ve heated up. Completely embarrassed and caught off guard and embarrassed about being caught off guard because the guy you’re about to have sex with just confessed that he wants to fuck you.

He chuckles then. Gives you an unexpectedly fond smile before the camera man is calling the two of you into the bedroom.

You hop beside him in bed and lean against the bed frame with the camera pointed right at you. The cameraman asks the two of you to state your names (which get bleeped out) and declare that you are both sober and willing participants.

The cameraman starts asking Todoroki a few casual questions. “This is our favorite model’s first time in a porno, right?” The tone is light and teasing, expectant of his gorgeous actor.

“Yes.”

Todoroki is icy with his reply. Doesn’t smile or return any of the energy the director gives him. Even sits with his hands in his lap while you stare at his face right beside him. Doesn’t he know this is the time to be getting warmed up?

The director laughs awkwardly and brings up Todoroki’s excited fans, and you giggle on queue, playing your part. To make up for Todoroki’s short comings, you stretch one bare leg out towards the camera, keep the other tucked beneath you as you turn your body towards the man and place a calculated hand on his thigh.

“Whoa, enough talk, huh?” He chuckles, “looks like she’s ready to go. You sure you can handle her, IcyHot?”

He turns to face you before he replies. Looks into your face, face soft though not giving anything away, and says Yes.

And though it’s the same short reply he gave the cameraman earlier, your cheeks are burning up. Breath caught in your lungs before the director asks that you start with a kiss.

He wraps his fingers around the back of your neck and pulls you close. Pulls you right to his lips, and kisses you. Hard. Moving in slow sync to your own as your hands explore his bare chest. Every ridge of his muscles, the dip of his collar bones, his arms. Hard as steel and gripping your jaw. Keeping you locked in place for when he slips his tongue in. And you let out a soft moan. He tastes good. He knows how to use it. And you grind in his lap as you imagine where else he’ll tease you with his tongue.

A curious hand wanders down his chest, to the waistband of his boxers before you grip him through the fabric. He’s hard, and he grunts with your grip. Bites your lip when you give him a teasing stroke.

And then he knocks you back.

You giggle up at him, at his massive form, watching as he takes your knees and spreads you open.

“Not so fast,” he runs his hands up and down your legs, “I wanna take my time with you,” and with a firm grip to your thighs, flips you onto your stomach effortlessly and roughly spanks your ass. “Ass up.”

You weren’t expecting the golden boy to be so rough, lifting your hips off the mattress with a smirk pressed into the sheets.

He rubs your ass cheeks and runs his hands down your spine. Unclasping your bra and slowly pulling the straps off your shoulders. Only finding the seam of your panties when a firm hand wraps around the back of your neck, keeping you pinned in place. With the fingers of his other hand at your hips, he slowly grinds into your ass. “Want me to take these off?”

Yes, you whisper, grinding back into him.

He chuckles. Low and deep. And it excites you deep in your stomach.

He uses both hands to slowly slide the fabric over your hips, over the globe of your ass, watching as a string of your arousal clings to the fabric and breaks as he pulls it away. And he moans as he ghosts two fingers over your entrance, hand coming away slick though you’ve barely been touched.

“Keep your back arched for me.”

It’s your only instruction before you feel his warm tongue on your cunt. Teasing, exploring your clit with the tip of his tongue before moving to your quivering entrance. Circling, before plunging in. Both hands on your ass cheeks spreading you wide for him, he gives heavy licks to your cunt before sucking on your clit. Rubbing his tongue against the sensitive nerve before pushing the pink muscle into your body.

You grind back against his face, mouth agape in mindless concentration. Chasing the points that feel best. Praying for him to suck on your clit again and coat his whole mouth with your taste. You’re sloppy and soaked by the time he sinks a finger in. Pumping it in and out of you roughly as his thumb ghosts over your clit. Forcing you to arch back into him for more, for it to go deeper, for more sensation, greedily sucking in everything he gives you.

His tongue finds the rim of your ass. Spreads his spit all over you. When he finds that your little hole is too tight, he moves his middle finger out of your cunt and collects your juices, spreading it up to your dirty hole and massaging in pleasurable circles.

He plays with your clit with his tongue. Switching from quick movements to fat licks, letting you ride his face until you feel it. The accumulation of his efforts, all bundling into a tall stack of cards, just a breath away from being blown down.

You’ve been moaning. You only just notice as your voice gets louder, a sound of surprise and pleasure escaping your lungs. And he knows it. Monitoring your every reaction. Every hip grind and back arch. And when he feels your body on the cusp of release, he pushes his finger past that ring of muscle.

“Ohhh…!” You gasp as you cum, body shaking as he fucks his finger into your ass. “Oh…” shivers run down your spine as your crest of pleasure bleeds into the next, a sudden, mindless rush of need forcing you to roughly bounce back on that finger. Cunt empty and desperately clenching against nothing.

Todoroki has the audacity to chuckle. “I knew you’d like that,” he kisses your back as his other hand comes around to play with your fluttering pussy. “I’ve watched your videos so many times…I always wanted to be the one to make you do that.”

You whine when he pulls his hands away. Relieved when you finally hear the crinkle of the condom wrapper.

“I don’t really have to use this, do I?” You hear his voice behind you. You lift your upper body off the mattress to turn to him to reply, only to see him directing the question at the cameraman.

“You’re good, it’s not in her contract.”

“Hmm?” You hum before your face is forced back into the mattress. He kisses the back of your head as he presses his hard dick against your ass. The excitement of almost getting stuffed emptying your mind from everything else.

“Good,” he moans into your ear as he coats his cock with your slick, “I want to fuck you raw.”

A dreamy moan is your only response, grinding back onto his dick as he lifts himself off your body to grab his shaft. Rubbing the mushroom head up and down your cunt. Teasing your entrance with just the head of his cock before wandering back down.

When he finally meets you at the entrance, he’s slow. So painfully slow. The pleasure blindingly mind numbing as he slowly starts to fill you up. You sink deeper into pleasure as you realize how terribly thick he is. Arching your back and spreading your legs even more as he consumes every inch of you, and reaching so deep you gasp. He’s in your stomach. The tiniest shake of your hips and you feel every inch of his girth deep inside you. You moan as you fist the sheets. Pant as he holds painfully still. And whimper when you feel his thumb roll over your puckered hole.

“God, I’ve wanted this for so long…” he moans as he slowly starts to pull out. Pulling out only half way before fucking back into you.

“Oh my god…” you gasp as he slowly begins to fuck you, rocking you back on his dick. Shouto puckers his lips to form a heavy glob of spit, letting it slowly fall to reach and land on your asshole. The air cold around your tight hole.

He picks up the pace. Starts fucking into you roughly, and your moans can only get louder, less controlled as he bounces you on his cock. Rubbing his wet thumb around your rim, he pushes in to get a better grip on your ass. Squeezing your asscheek as his finger wet with his spit pushes in deeper.

“Ohhh my goddd…!” You gasp, “ugh, shouto…!”

“Uh uh,” he pulls his hand away from your ass in favor of two fingers, stretching you out and curling them as he pauses on fucking you. Stretching you out as your body struggles to adjust to an empty cunt. “You only wanted to call me IcyHot earlier, remember?”

“I’m sorry,” you whine, “god, you feel so good…”

He spanks your ass with his free hand and smirks when you yelp. “I feel so good, what?”

“I can’t say it,” your voice is hardly a breathy moan as you try to negotiate. “I’m not saying it..”

He hums thoughtfully, rubbing his hardened dick against the cheek of your ass instead of giving you any more stimulation. “Do you really deserve my cock then?”

“No,” you whine in confession, bringing your own hand under your body to rub messy circles against your clit. “But maybe I don’t need it.”

In one fluid motion he flips you over again. Pinning your arms over your head as he hovers over you. In all your time with your face shoved against the mattress, you had forgotten how gorgeous he was. How truly handsome that jawline and piercing eyes made him.

“That’s not very nice.”

“Nice girls don’t do porn,” you smirked back at him.

He kissed you, hard, passionately, moving his lips desperately against yours. Slipping his tongue into your mouth and forcing your taste on you. The sweetness mingling with his spit to create an intoxicating combination before he’s grinding against you again, hips rutting into your own in heady eagerness.

“Fuck me,” you beg when he breaks the kiss to kiss down your neck. Sucking harsh spots into the flesh. “Please, I need it…”

His kisses trail down your neck between your breasts. Licking and sucking at your nipples. Squeezing your breast in even more stimulation. Your legs wrap around his waist tightly. They would rub together for the tiniest bit of relief if his body wasn’t in the way. So you squeeze around him, arms thrown over his shoulders, in a desperate plea to be fucked until Shouto’s own pants and moans betray him.

“Where?” He moans at another sinful roll of your hips.

“Anywhere, please, anywhere.”

He lifts your hips with two large hands and plants your thighs over his own. You’re soaking wet everywhere, and he’s still coated in all your slick from the grinding. With a hand on his cock, he curves over you to meet his lips to yours. Press into you in a soft kiss before pushing the head of his cock into your tight ass, forcing a gasp out of your lungs that he swallows into his own.

“Ugh, god you’re so tight…” he moans it like a prayer, eyebrows furrowed in desperate pleasure as he slides more and more of his length into your tight little hole.

“Ohmygodohmygod…” you pant out hurriedly, hips stuttering as your body plunges you into an unexpected orgasm. “Please don’t stop, pleaseplease” and you cum, body spasming underneath Shouto’s as the blissful wave sends you over the edge, tingling your every nerve as it spreads through your body.

“Fuck, oh fuck,” he moans, holding you tightly before shuddering in his own release. Pumping his cum into your ass with every deep thrust, coating your insides in overflowing hot cum as he breeds your ass like a bull. “Ugh,” he shakes as he finally stills, still plugging your ass to keep any more cum from leaking out. You can feel the excess dripping down onto the sheets below.

“Don’t think I’m done with you,” he pants as he glares at you with his mismatched eyes. “I’m not stopping until I’ve done that to both your holes.”

Your body shudders at his words, pussy fluttering around nothing, and you know you still need it too.

“Cut!” The director startles you from beside the bed. Shouto subconsciously covers your body with his own before remembering you’re both on display for the camera.

“Why don’t ya give us the money shot, IcyHot?” He chuckles.

Shouto reluctantly pulls back to allow for a full camera view. Your naked and lewd body on full display, blossoming hickeys and soaked skin zoomed in for the camera, and finally, your sloppy cunt destroyed by the gorgeous man himself. His cum oozing slowly out of your ass.

“Glazed her ass like a donut!” He chuckles before turning the camera back to shouto, putting his muscular body on display as well. “Great job, IcyHot!”

Some vile emotion snakes it’s way down Shouto’s throat. He’s not sure what he’s feeling. But he’s glaring at the cameraman. Unwilling to the hit the showers just yet.

“Wait,” your sultry voice reaches out to both the men. You’re still on your back, stretching slowly in blissed out relaxation. “We’re not done yet,” you smile up at Shouto, meeting his irritation with playful bedroom eyes. “Don’t you wanna see more?”

The director laughs and runs a hand through his thinning hair, “uh, yeah I wanna see more! If you two crazy kids got anything left in the tank. We’ll take a quick break, rehydrate and fuel up, and uh, if you two are willing, I got plenty more to shoot.”

You gingerly ease into sitting up, ignoring the inevitable wet spot that’ll be there on the bed once you get up. “That sounds good to me, what about you, IcyHot?”

Shouto smirks at the nickname. He’s been called it millions of times ever since that commercial, but somehow it feels that it’s found it’s rightful home on your tongue.

He rubs his thumb against your cheek as you sit on the edge of the bed looking up at him with ruined makeup. He still hasn’t stuffed your pretty face with his cock. There’s still so much that he has to do to you. “Yeah, quick break,” he resigns, resting the pad of his thumb on your bottom lip. “And then I’ll show you how to put that pretty mouth to good use.”

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meguwumibear · 4 days

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yakuza!shouto x reader writing warm up

you fucked up.

badly.

broke into the wrong place at the worst time.

in your defense, you've been casing the joint for hours. it was supposed to be empty. how the hell were you supposed to know it was anything but?

the scene before you is gruesome. the body on the floor still warm. and the killers? yeah, they're staring straight at your dumb fucking ass.

you just had to choose this fucking house to break into. didn't you? what shitty fucking luck—not that you've ever been on particularly good terms with the lady. besides, you're really a horrible thief. too loud. too clumsy. probably should've gone into construction instead.

you're fast at least. from all these years of running. you're good at creating space, at keeping a distance between yourself and others. thank fuck for that because if your speed fails you now you are most certainly going to eat a bullet for dinner.

maybe a bullet wouldn't be so bad actually. you've had worse things to eat. what kind of metals are in bullets anyway? your anemic ass could certainly use some iron.

focus.

there's a car running in the driveway. likely an escape vehicle which means it would be an absolutely stupid thing to steal. the assholes are probably tracking it somehow. hitmen do shit like that, right? they keep close watch on their property?

the footsteps behind you are close. way too close for comfort.

fuck it. whatever. gambling's never been your vice, but it's probably worth the risk. you'll just hightail it out of here and ditch the car the moment you get the chance.

the driver's side door swings open when you pull at the handle.

idiots. who forgets to lock their fucking getaway car?

no matter. you're not one to look gift stupidity in the mouth. those morons can eat your fucking dust.

you throw the car in reverse and slam your foot on the pedal just as two hulking forms come into view. they have their weapons raised, poised to shoot.

tires screech on gravel as you tear down the driveway. you keep your head low in case your pursuers decide to empty their entire magazine into the back seat in a last ditch effort to kill you.

the rain of bullets never comes.

odd.

they probably could've hit you. is the car you're in worth so much they wouldn't risk dinging it?

the moment you hit the city you pull the car into a narrow alleyway and shift gears into park.

the night is too quiet and still. it does nothing to keep your mind off of your rabbiting heart. the stupid fucking thing is beating so fast you're certain you're setting some sort of world record.

you take a long deep breath in to steady yourself, relaxing your grip on the wheel.

"i'd torch the thing if i were you," comes a voice from the backseat. "you're dead if they find even a trace of something that could lead them to you."

that rabbiting heart of yours? yeah, it near about stops. you can barely find the courage to turn to meet the eyes of whoever the fuck you just took for a joyride.

the man is beautiful in a way that cuts like a knife. lean build. smooth skin...well mostly smooth anyway. there's what looks like a long since healed burn around his left eye.

the man also has a gun in his hand. he's not pointing it at you. he's not even fucking looking at you. he has his elbow propped on the window and his head resting in his hand.

yeah, you are so totally screwed.

"arson's not really my thing, but thanks for the tip," you reply, throwing open the door. it hits the brick wall of the alley with a dull thud.

you wince at the impact, wondering how much it costs to buff that kind of dent out of a car like this.

you chance a glance behind you, and the man is looking at you now, red eyebrows raised in amusement.

fuck.

motherfucker's toying with you.

there isn't a large enough gap for you to wriggle out of the car, and you don't have the strength to yank the door closed again now that you've so dimwittedly sandwiched it into the wall.

the asshole in the back's just watching you. he seems curious what you'll do next.

psh, as if the solution isn't obvious.

you start the car, moving the gear stick into drive, and slowly scrape your way down the alleyway, aiming for the entrance.

"bit conspicuous, don't you think?"

"shut up," you spit, stopping the car nonetheless. "like you could come up with anything better."

a lazy smile touches the corner of his lips.

"i'd never get myself into such a predicament. i would have-" the man is cut off by a buzzing in his pocket.

holy shit he has a phone on him?!

"do you mind?" he asks, answering the call anyway. "i kind of need to take this."

#shouto x reader #shouto x you #bnha x reader #bnha x you #shouto todoroki x reader #shouto todoroki x you #todoroki shouto x reader #todoroki shouto x you #mha x reader #mha x you

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astralis01 · 1 year

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Love Notes, Pining Corners

SUMMARY: You had always known, Shouto-kun was the absolute useless boy in matters of love so you decided to help him out this Valentine's day with his love problems.

AO3 LINK: Love Notes, Pining Corners

“So, Shouto-kun, how is it going over in the pining corner?” You asked, leaning on his shoulder a bit.

Shouto jerked off from his dream world, probably filled with a lot of Midoriyas and frowned, then hissed at you, “Shut it. He might listen. And get off me.”

You grinned at him and then moved away from him a bit, that you were no longer leaning on him, but instead standing beside him.

“Shouto-kun, don’t be so mean,” you teased.

“I’ll stop being mean to you when you stop meddling in my personal life (Y/n),” he snarked back at you. And with that, he went back to staring at what, or rather who he was staring at before.

Your eyes followed his line of sight and wandered to the person he was looking at.

Midoriya Izuku. He was staring at Midoriya Izuku while sitting in his deep, dark, denial and pining corner of the world.

You heard a sigh beside you and you heard Shouto speak up, “He looks so pretty when he is in the sun. His eyes just glowed when the sun’s rays hit his face. And his hair is so fluffy.”

You looked over at Shouto and tried to reign in your snickers at his expression. Which was like a person looking at the sun after being kept in a dark room for days. This was fitting because Midoriya was like the sun, smiling so much and melting Shouto’s icy exterior at the beginning of the year. Another look at Shouto and you decided the next course of your actions.

“Midoriya, hi,” you shouted and Shouto jerked into the real world as he heard the shout.

“(Y/n), what are you doing?” He hissed at you.

You ignored him, as he had been doing to you before. Served him right and then you started again, “Hey Midoriya, can we come over?”

When Midoriya gave a go for you two to come, you dragged Shouto along, ignoring all of his complaints about how you were betraying him.

“Hey Midoriya, what are your plans for today?” You asked him, trying to emit an air of a person without any ulterior motives, to begin with.

Shouto looked wide-eyed at the straight attempt you had made and then moved to hiss close to your ears but you moved further away from him, moving towards Izuku.

“No,” Midoriya said, a little confused at what you were starting with but you ignored all the looks that you were receiving from them. Surely, they make a perfect pair with how many judgemental looks they passed you.

“Well, I have been asking Shouto to go out more nowadays, but he seriously never listens to me,” you say, giving a stink eye to Shouto as you continued, “Midoriya, please do me a favour and take this boy out.”

Midoriya looked startled at the offer a bit but then composed himself enough and said, “Su..sure (Y/n)-kun. I’ll take Todoroki-kun out.”

You grinned at him and then you leaned into Shouto and whispered in his ears, “I got you a date. Make sure you let him know about it.”

You left both of them wide-eyed and then moved toward Kaminari and Kirishima to join in their heated conversation about which game was the best.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

(Y/n)

Todoroki, how was your date?

Shoutoto

It wasn’t a date (Y/n). How many times do I have to tell you that?

(Y/n)

So that means you chickened out again at the last possible minute again, didn’t you Shouto-kun?

Todoroki huffed and pouted a bit before he could type out a reply to the line. He could not exactly deny what you were saying and not even exactly agree to it. He was stuck in delirium but then he pondered a bit and typed out a reply.

Shoutoto

I did. Any ideas on what I can do?

There were the three dots in a chatting bubble that showed that you were typing. He waited in anticipation and then he saw your message.

(Y/n)

Let’s meet up tomorrow at the café near my house. I have some suggestions.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

You were waiting in the café for Shouto. It wasn’t a café, per se, but the coffee was good and animals were allowed here too so you just liked coming here a lot.

And you knew Shouto did too, even if he never vocalized his thoughts much on what he liked or not.

As you saw Shouto enter the café hesitantly, you waved him over to where you were sitting. He slowly walked over to you and smiled a bit when he saw what, or who you had near you.

A tiny, spiky pomeranian had draped itself all over your lap and made itself comfortable. You were slowly petting its fur as you grinned at Shouto and said, “Meet Tsuki. He is the owner’s dog but she usually lets him roam free and he drapes himself over anyone he likes. Anyways, have a seat.” You pointed to the seat in front of you and then moved all the papers you had come with to one side so that he could sit comfortably.

“So, first tell me how your meet-up went?” You asked, while slowly putting Tsuki in a more comfortable position on your lap.

Shouto looked flighty for a bit but then he started, “It went well, I suppose. We went to the fair that is happening. We played a few games, rode on some rides and ate some food and then returned home.”

You looked yearningly at what you had heard. You had hoped to go to the fair, but you supposed that you would have more fun with friends so you stopped yourself and now, you had missed the opportunity.

“Well, I would count that as a successful date in my books,” you said, grinning back at him. “I mean, you could have confessed on the Ferris wheel and then kissed at the top. Just like in the movies,” you teased as he turned a shade of red that could rival any strawberry.

“What happened that you could not confess, Shou-kun?” You asked, a bit more seriously and he said with a sigh, “I guess, I just couldn’t. I mean, a lot of things can happen. Midoriya may not like me back and one of my closest friends would just drift away.”

You supposed that could be one of the scenarios but the chances of it happening was pretty slim. You had seen how Midoriya looked at Shouto. Like some god had graced his presence.

What was worse was that Shouto could not see it. And then, how were you supposed to bring these two together? A light bulb went off and you said, “Listen closely, Shouto-kun. I have a plan.”

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

“(Y/n), I kill you and then kill myself if this doesn’t work,” Shouto hissed at you as you waited for the class to clear out so that you could launch your master plan in action.

You ignored him and waved goodbye to Yao-momo and Jirou as they left class and you whispered back, “The plan will work if you do your thing properly, baka .”

As everyone left the class for Heroics, you two stayed behind. You two positioned yourselves according to the plan that you had made. Shouto near Midoriya’s desk to offer roses to him as a secret admirer and you on the lookout. You gave a thumbs-up to him as he hesitantly put down a rose on Midoriya’s table beside which was a note that you had written with an over exaggerated handwriting and with that both of you left class.

You were walking back with Tsuyu when you heard a shriek from within the class. Both of you looked at each other and then ran straight to class when you noticed that Midoriya was holding the rose that Shouto had put on his table and you relaxed.

The others teased him while you leaned on the doorway and offered Shouto a grin at the far end while he smiled back gently at you.

Day one of the mission was a success!

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Day two, you supposed was going to be a wild one. Knowing Shouto, you had to stop him from buying actual wedding rings for Izuku who just looked dejected and a bit confused and asked you, “Why can’t I buy these?”

You looked at him incredulously and asked him, “You do know those are wedding rings, right Shouto?” He looked blankly at you and you asked him again, “Right Shouto?”

In the end, you were the one that had picked up the ring.

Shouto gave it a critical once over and then looked at you with a confused look and tilted his head and asked, “This is not a ring. Why am I giving this to him?”

You gave him a stink eye and said, “Well, not all of us can give wedding rings so this has to suffice. Anyway, this one is useful, at the very least.”

And here you were putting the ring on Midoriya’s table as you passed it while leaving the class because Shouto refused to put such an ugly ring on Midoriya’s desk . The nerve of the guy.

Today though, by the time you returned, the commotion had settled down in class and you could not see Midoriya’s reactions so you turned to Shouto to see his expression. His eyes met yours and he begrudgingly put a thumbs up at you and pointed at the ring on Midoriya’s finger.

You grinned and sat down on your seat as Aizawa-sensei entered the class.

Day two of your mission was a success too!

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

“Shouto-kun, do you even know what money is?” You asked him as you were standing outside the chocolate shop while Shouto was doing his best to pick up the most expensive chocolate in the shop.

“Midoriya deserves the best,” he said like the person who had decided on everything, “besides it's not affecting my pockets,” he brandished a credit card and continued, “it’s affecting Endeavor’s credit card.”

Your eyes widened and then you said, “So you really wouldn’t mind if I picked up a few chocolates, would you Shouto-kun?”

He thought for a moment and then shrugged and said, “Go wild.”

“Thank you so much”, and with that, you bounded over to collect chocolates for you.

You supposed nothing would go wrong with today so you let him set up all the things he needed for today and left him all alone. That had been one of your mistakes. Leaving Shouto to prepare for his crush.

So, when you returned from the training a bit later than your classmates you had gotten the shock of your life. Along with the multitude of chocolates he had gotten for Midoriya, he also had put some other properly wrapped valentine’s chocolates on his table, probably which he had received.

You looked with horror at the scene in front of you while Midoriya looked more surprised every second that was passing, which was kind of amazing.

Ojiro, who was the nearest person to you, looked at you and said, “Wow, someone must really like Midoriya a lot.”

You schooled your expression into something more normal and then replied, “Yeah, someone must really like him a lot.”

At least day three of your plan was successful, you supposed.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

You let out a big yawn as you rubbed your eyes while Shouto stood beside you choosing teddies. You both had left your houses early on this occasion and you were pretty sleepy while Shouto continued to be indecisive.

“Hey, Shouto-kun, choose one and let’s go. Aizawa-sensei will get mad at us if we’re late,” you said.

“But I haven’t chosen one yet,” he replied.

“I’ll choose one for you. Just pay for it on the counter.”

He nodded and left for the counter while you quickly picked up the little green teddy that was in front of you and moved towards Shouto.

As you two left the shop, he reached his hands out for the teddy but you said, “Today we’ll do something different. Leave it to me.”

He gave a questioning look but relented to your demands and both of you rushed off to UA so that you would not be late.

The day passed by without any hitchbacks except for the passing looks and questioning looks that Shouto gave you. At the end, when all of you were about to head to the dorm, you caught up with Midoriya and said, “Hey Midoriya, can I talk to you for a sec.” You looked at Uraraka beside him and said to her, “I’ll take him for a while and return him soon,” and with that, you dragged him off.

As you dragged Midoriya away, he gave out a string of protests but you were now a master at ignoring them (mainly because Shouto always protested) and you reached a secluded corner. While Midoriya was too dazed to say anything, you reached for the green teddy in your bag and pulled it out and handed it to him.

Midoriya opened his mouth to speak but you cut him off so that you would not have an awkward conversation with your best friend’s crush.

“It’s not from me,” you said and continued, “a friend asked me to give this to you.”

Midoriya hesitantly accepted the gift and said, “Is it the same friend that has been giving me a rose, the ring and the chocolates?” You grinned at him and said, “Bingo, Midoriya. I’ll be going now.”

As you were about to leave, Midoriya grabbed your hands and asked, “Are you and Todoroki-kun dating?”

You looked at him incredulously and exclaimed, “Him! I mean, he’s handsome and all, but he’s a friend. He’s single by the way.” With a wink, you were off, leaving Midoriya blushing, behind the tree.

Day four of the mission was a success!

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

“I suppose you really can’t do much on promise day,” you said, leaning behind on the couch as you were talking to Mina.

“Are you confessing to someone, (Y/n)-kun?” She asked, with excitement clearly visible on her face.

“Nah,” you shrugged, “I’m helping someone to confess who turned out to be too chicken to do it themself.” You let out a deep sigh and stretched yourself on the couch.

Mina leaned back into her seat and said, “Well, you could tell them to leave out a promise for the person they are trying to woo.”

Your eyes lit up and you sat up suddenly and said, “Thanks a lot Mina, I owe you one.” With that, you rushed to Shouto’s bedroom to tell him about the plan for tomorrow.

“Do you really think this will work,” Shouto asked, giving you a very judgemental look as you passed him the bottle.

“Of course, I made the plan,” you said with confidence.

Shouto gave another look to the bottle and then he shoved it in his bag so you counted that as a win.

The next day you waited eagerly for Shouto to give his present to Izuku when you heard, “Midoriya, I would die for you.”

You slapped your hands to your forehead as you heard Midoriya panicking and Bakugou shouting die, his favourite word and you noticed that in the midst of all the confusion, Shouto slipped the bottle into Midoriya’s bag and turned around to give you a thumbs-up before Bakugou ran towards him and Shouto faced him in a fighting stance.

Well, your work was done there so you quickly took hold of Midoriya and walked out on them before their fighting became too explosive. Nitroglycerine and fire don’t mix really well, you thought as you saw the bright, big explosion far away.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Never think that anything that includes Shouto will go easily, you thought as you looked onto the scene in front of you. The only way you could describe the scene in front of you was disastrous .

Shouto was moving around Midoriya, going around him but he wasn’t saying anything. While Midoriya, who you sympathized with right now, was looking awkwardly when Shouto decided what to do next and put his arms around Midoriya.

Now, what you knew about your classmates was usually blackmail materials or gossip but the one thing that you knew for sure about Midoriya was that he was somebody who blushed very hard, and often.

And you knew that Shouto hugging him so suddenly would result in a disaster so you shielded your face as Midoriya’s powers appeared and there was a loud crack and Midoriya’s soft Ouch was heard before Todoroki snapped back and accidentally activated his fire powers.

You slapped your forehead and thought to yourself why you were spending any time with losers.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

You made sure that Shouto didn’t do anything drastic the next day after yesterday’s disaster.

Like how would you even know that hugging could be lethal? You mean, you had hugged so many people in your life before and now that you have two disasters of human beings in front of you, you knew how lethal it could be.

So, you did what was most sensible for any friend to do. You carried the plan all on your own without informing Shouto anything about it. Shouto pouted at you a lot, but you won the war against it.

As you slowly entered the class to see if anyone was there or not, you quickly moved towards Midoriya’s desk to drop the packet on it and, making sure no one saw you, rushed back to your seat.

The thing about today’s packet was special. You had made it less copious than the beginning when Shouto tried and also made sure what inside was liked by him and put a small note on it saying, “To the bravest friend I know who is also a bone-breaker.”

Small, yet heartfelt. Your work for today was done.

And for being a helper to Shouto. Tomorrow, it would be all up to him to be brave, you thought as you saw the small smile that graced Midoriya’s face, lighting up his eyes.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

The thing with Valentine’s Day every year was that you always spent it alone. Dating didn’t have much appeal in your eyes and you preferred to enjoy it on yourself, a self-care day.

You waited for the day to end, the time Shouto would finally take Midoriya to a corner and confess his undying love for him. You saw Shouto hesitantly talking with Midoriya and saw him getting up to walk beside Todoroki. You smiled at yourself and made a move to put everything in your bag.

Your work was done and now you were going to your room and spending the rest of the day on your phone when you felt a tap on your shoulder and you turned around and saw Midoriya standing behind you. Before you could say anything he pulled you into a hug and whispered into your ears, “Thank you!”

You smiled at him and gave a thumbs-up to Shouto and turned around to exit the class when you heard Mina call out your name. You stopped and glanced at her curiously. She said, “We are going to the carnival today. Come along with us.” You looked at the people she was pointing at and she continued, “Aizawa-sensei gave us a free pass to go out of the dorms today and we are going to use it to the fullest.”

You grinned at her and said, “Of course, I’ve been wanting to go to the carnival forever.” Mina grinned and swung an arm around your shoulder.

You may have spent your previous Valentine’s day alone but this time, you thought at all the smiling, smirking and grinning faces of your classmates, this time you were going to spend it with so many people.

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mortedeveles · 2 years

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we’re falling (out) of love

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“What is this?”

“It’s right on the envelope, dear. They’re divorce papers.��

“Why?”

“Please don’t act hurt for me, Shouto.” You walk towards him and cup one of his cheeks. “We both know we fell out of love a long time ago.”

Falling out of love is never easy.

↪ Pro Hero! Todoroki Shouto x fem!reader ↪ Lovers to exes, hurt mostly no comfort, angsty ending ↪ 1.6k words, somewhat edited not beta-read. rb + comment if you enjoy <3

“What is this?” When he turns in your direction, you smile.

“It’s right on the envelope, dear. They’re divorce papers.”

“Why?” His voice is low and you’re barely able to understand his question.

You laugh softly at his confusion, though you know he’s not really confused. He’s just doing it for your sake.

“Please don’t act hurt for me, Shouto.” You walk towards him and cup one of his cheeks. “We both know we fell out of love a long time ago.”

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a few days before

Shouto is at your side when you wake up but the bed feels cold. You’ve forgotten when your bed felt warm and felt like home. He’s on his side of the bed, so close yet so far. You wonder what time he got home. One, two, three in the morning? Who knows. You’ve learned to no longer wait for him to get home.

You rise from the bed and he doesn’t budge, continuing to sleep. So you tie your robe around your waist and head to the kitchen.

You pass by the living room on your way to the kitchen and a picture frame on a dresser catches your eye. It’s from your U.A. days. You look so young and bursting with life. So does Shouto, his eyes sparkling as he holds you tightly in the picture. It’s a bit hard to believe that was once you. That you two were once so happy.

You’d like to think that if you could go back to the past, you’d be able to retrace where and when the cracks emerged in your relationship. You think you’d be able to fix your relationship. But there’s no time machine at your disposal and your relationship is crumbling to pieces. You’re not sure what would hurt more- leaving or staying at Shouto’s side.

So you place down the picture frame and step inside the kitchen. There’s nothing in the fridge. A bag of bread and some coffee is all you can spot so you take it.

You sit down at the diner table and breathe. Another picture stares at you on the wall to your right, and you stare at it. You don’t know how long you stare at it, but eventually you snap out of it and eat your breakfast. The bread has gone stale and the coffee is cold. You stare at the diner table that probably cost a fortune. The lavish and expensive furniture that surrounds you. Your coffee tastes insipid and bitter. You add a sugar packet, but it tastes the same. So you add another one. And another. Until you look down at your plate and see all the bunched up sugar packets. You pour the coffee cup in the sink.

Absent-mindedly, you begin to wash the dishes. Shouto wakes up an hour later. His hair is everywhere and the eyebags under his eyes are heavy. He nods at you, and you merely blink. No smile or words are exchanged. No complaining about his morning breath because he doesn’t even bother to kiss you. He sits down in the master chair of the table with a mug of coffee he poured. You don’t tell him the milk probably expired. Or that the coffee is disgustingly bitter he’ll probably spit it out.

When you dry the last plate, you turn towards your husband. He’s scrolling on his phone, eyes lidded and drawing circles on his mug. You grip the kitchen towel as you dry your hands, lowering your gaze to the wooden floor. He got it waxed a few days ago.

“Shouto,” you call out. He doesn’t look up. You don’t call his name again, and not a single word is said as you walk out of the kitchen.

You’ve made up your mind.

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

“Mr. Shouto! Mr. Shouto!” The reporters are especially rabid tonight, and it doesn’t help that you made an appearance with your husband.

“Mr. Shouto! Can you give us a statement for tonight! Can we get a picture with your wife!?” But Shouto walks past them almost coldly, his hand resting on your hip, while the other holds your cardigan. If you had looked at you two through the eyes of another, you would think that Shouto and you are a lovely couple. But you feel the fatigue of your body, the puffiness of your eyes that you tried to cover up with make-up. You feel the intense gaze of your husband, silently questioning your puffy eyes. You pretend you don’t notice, and eventually he looks away. When you ask him a question and receive nothing in response, you know he’s already drifted away. He’ll only talk to some of his friends at the event before taking you back to your cold and empty home.

But tonight won’t be like the other nights. Tonight, you won’t slip out of your expensive clothes, wipe your makeup off and sleep alone on a bed meant for two. No- tonight, you will lead your husband to the dinner table, make some tea, and wait for him to open the divorce papers. Tonight you will not cry yourself to sleep, or wish your husband would slip into your bed, wish he would wrap his arms around you and whisper sweet nothings. Tonight you will slip off the golden ring off your finger.

So you smile and grab a cup of wine, walking around the ballroom. You watch Shouto talk to Izuku and Iida, some of his closest friends. You’re going to miss them. Your mind drifts away from the divorce papers and you observe the room’s furniture and decoration. But before you know it, Shouto is at your side, one hand slipping into yours.

‘’I’m rather tired,’’ he whispers into your ear. ‘’Shall we take our leave?’’ You nod absentmindedly, smiling. It won’t hurt to keep up appearances until you’re back home.

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

Shouto opens the door for you, and you utter a quiet thanks. He’s quiet to undo his cuffs, his tie, and take off his blazer. You slip out of your heels and unzip the overbearing and insanely expensive fur cloak. Next the pearl collar comes off, along with the earrings. Your husband walks towards the kitchen, and your stomach churns. But you try to ignore it and focus on the golden ring that glints on your index finger. Slowly, you take it off too. You place it on the coffee table and walk towards the kitchen, serving yourself a cup of water. When you take a sip, you try to pretend like your hands aren’t trembling. Shouto picks up the envelope you left on the table, and you watch as his posture grows rigid. He’s read it.

“What is this?” His voice is sharp and you nurse the cup of water in your hands. Uraraka will be arriving soon and your bags are packed. So when he turns in your direction, you smile. You can’t decipher the expression on your husband’s face but you know it’s anything but happy.

“It’s right on the envelope, dear. They’re divorce papers.” The words don’t hurt as much as you thought they would. Except they do, but you’re good at pretending.

Shouto is silent for a few minutes. He’s staring at the beige papers, and you notice that his grip on them gradually tightens. So does his jaw, and he turns to look at you.

“Why?” His voice is low and you’re barely able to understand his question.

You laugh softly at his confusion, though you know he’s not really confused. He’s just doing it for your sake.

“Please don’t act hurt for me, Shouto.” You walk towards him and cup one of his cheeks. “We both know we fell out of love a long time ago.” His hand wraps around your wrist and he nuzzles your hand. Tears wetten your hand. Before you know it, there’s tears rolling down your cheeks too. But you don’t feel sad. You don’t feel the weight of your world crashing down. You already grieved that a long time ago. These are overdue tears, tears that should’ve been shed a long time ago. This should’ve ended a long time ago.

“I’m sorry,” he murmurs. His forehead rests against yours and you close your eyes. You smile.

“I know.”

“I tried my best.”

“I know.”

You open your eyes and Shouto is already looking at you. His eyes are watery and his cheeks are flowing with tears. You smile, your thumb brushing away his tears. You’ve rarely seen him cry.

“I love you.” His voice is starting to sound hoarse. His hand tightens around your wrist, and your heart feels heavy.

“We fell out of love a long time ago, Shouto. But neither of us were brave enough to admit it.” He falls quiet.

“I…” he starts but never finishes his sentence. So you finish it for him.

“I love you.” The words feel bittersweet on your tongue. His hand squeezes your wrist and a tear falls on your arm.

Uraraka’s car honks outside and your heart skips a beat. Shouto meets your eyes and you swallow down a sob. “It’s okay,” you press your lips on his forehead and he slowly releases your wrist. You grab your suitcases and walk away, but stop in your tracks. You can feel Shouto’s eyes pinned on you.

“Did you fall in love with someone else?” Your words are slow and premeditated. Though in the end, they won’t make much of a difference.

“Never. You’re the only person I’ve ever loved.”

Your chest feels lighter and your eyes watery. Your grip on your suitcases tightens and your throat closes up. But you don’t look back a single time.

a/n: i’ve had this fic idea in my drafts for some time but never got to it. haven’t wrriten in quite some time since i’ve been very busy but i hope it’s not too rusty! will try to pick up my blog again during the summer. pls rb + comment if you enjoyed <3 mwah!

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dabilove27 · 2 years

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Hi Rach! Congratulations on 300 followers!

For your event, can I have number 5 with either Bakugou or Todoroki and make it fluffy? 🥰💕

Hello my love!!! Absolutely! Thank you so much for being patient and for sending in a request!!! I went ahead with Todoroki I hope you enjoy it!!

Thank you to my beautiful wife @lady-lunaaa and @gixxie for beta'ing I love y'all!

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All characters are depicted 18+, NSFW thoughts with Shouto in a hot tub, fluff

You made your way up the moss-covered cobblestone steps to the modest size cottage Shouto had booked for the weekend. It was rare that the two of you were able to get a weekend getaway. With his patrol schedule and the near-constant media events he had to attend, a quiet weekend away from the world was hardly something the two of you were used to.

But like always, Shouto had picked up on your desire to have a getaway. He even paid attention to this little cottage you had been dying to stay at for months. He was good at that, paying attention to the little things you would bring up and then surprising you with them. And still, you were shocked every time he listened and cared enough to go out of his way to get you what you wanted.

Honestly, he was one of the best guys you've ever dated. A bit aloof sometimes but always caring and focused on your wants and needs. Not to mention incredibly sexy. That hero training did not disappoint with his physique. Another reason you wanted to stay at this cottage was because it had a private hot tub. Trapped away behind high foliage where paparazzi couldn't stalk every moment of your life with him.

It sounded like absolute heaven to be wholly unguarded and alone with him. A lot of thoughts about what the two of you could actually do in that hot tub flooded your mind as you pulled your stuffed suitcase to the bedroom nestled in the back of the house.

Besides the hot tub, this place fits the "cottage core" vibe to a T. Delicate eyelet lace doilies covered the side tables next to the bed. And vines and potted plants were placed ever so perfectly around the abode. It felt absolutely cozy and, most of all, private.

You peeked outside one of the bedroom windows into the back garden. It was filled with lush greenery and high bushes surrounding the entire area. Someone would have to be very tall to get a shot of the two of you or have to use their quirk. Both options seemed highly unlikely, especially this far from the city. With that worry out of your mind, you let excitement take you over.

Shouto was pulling in the last of the bags you brought for the weekend when you walked out of the bedroom and met him in the cozy green-splattered kitchen.

"It's so quiet; I think I want to stay here forever," you jested as he pulled you into a tight embrace. Nothing felt safer than Shouto's arms, wrapped so delicately around your waist, the clean scent of him enveloping every part of you.

"Hmm, I could make that happen. I have the owner's number," he murmured into your hair before kissing your head's crown.

"No! I'm kidding, Sho! But I cannot wait to come back again," you laughed and gently patted his defined chest.

Shouto laughed right after you and promised that the two of you would return as often as you want. The two of you continued to settle in, unpacking toiletries and clothing. You had eaten on the way here but planned to cook dinner later this evening.

But you couldn't get those scandalous thoughts about the hot tub out of your mind. Thinking of the warm water dripping down your skin as you straddle your boyfriend was making your mind hazy.

"Shouto, let's get in the hot tub!" You called out to him from the bathroom as you adjusted your green bathing suit (you had wanted to match the setting). You had to admit, you looked amazing in this. Every curve was flaunted beautifully.

"Already? You don't want to–oh," Shouto stopped dead in his tracks when he saw you, a light pink blush dusted across his cheeks. "I see you're already prepared. That color looks beautiful on you," he said smoothly as he tried to regain his composure.

Shouto walked behind you, towering over you. You watched him run his large hands over your hips and softly moaned as he squeezed them gently. "Let's get you in that hot tub," his voice rumbled behind you as he left to put on his own swimsuit.

The two of you quickly found your way to the bubbling tub, serene and quiet among the lush greenery. You gingerly stepped into the hot water with a sigh, allowing your body to sink slowly in. It felt like an oasis, just the two of you left to your own devices here.

Or so you thought. That all changed when a flash of a bulb snapped above you.

"What the hell!" Your eyes shot open as you glared at the paparazzi using his quirk to fly above the garden as his camera snapped away. "Shouto, I thought you said we would be safe here!"

"I swear, these bastards don't give up," Shouto grumbled, watching as the camera fluttered and snapped, capturing the private moment. A devious grin grew on Shouto's face after a moment, "Well, let's give them something to write about then." He chuckled before pulling you into his lap and placing a searing kiss on your lips.

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hajimeiwaswife · 2 years

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AUGUST | CHAPTER 6: UNEXPECTED CALLS

[Masterlist]

Chapter 5 Chapter 7

Summary: You’re marrying Izuku Midoriya in September, but he gets an emergency call from All Might’s old agency in the U.S., requesting his services for the entirety of August. A death threat directed at you for being his partner has his hair on edge. However, the always responsible, caring and heroic Shoto Todoroki comes to your rescue, offering to take care of you for the whole month. Who would have thought that 31 days were enough to make you reconsider your engagement with the number 1 hero and fall in love with the Icy Hot man who held your hand during the last breeze of summer?

Warnings: Everyone is 25 more or less, death threats, sexual innuendos (not actual smut). MDNI.

Wc: 2,1 K

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“Deku! What’s the situation?” the person at the other side of the intercom asked in a hurried whisper, waiting for their superior to give an order.

There was a long, chilling silence, not even his breathing could be heard in the astonishing void. Deku walked through the teared flat in the middle of nowhere, inspecting every object, both complete or broken, that he could find. He had received an alert of suspicious movement in here from a neighbour of the town nearby, but when he arrived, nobody was there and the clues he could have found were erased. Whoever was here knew they were walking on a thin line between what’s legal and not, probably already bathed in the water of sin.

He was frustrated. Already a week in the U. S. and he was as close to discovering the culprit as when he arrived. The Pro Hero passed his right hand over his uncovered and messy green hair, panting. He was already nervous with this case, then with your condition at Japan; he trusted Shoto with his body and soul, knowing him for so long and being friends since High School, but he would feel better being himself who protected you, kept you safe from the claws of evil, hugged you at night as you liked to be hugged and kiss your head when you fell asleep.

It didn’t help that you both didn’t talk at all the day before. He had been busy and you didn’t reach him, probably occupied with all the mess of the apartment and the burglar who entered. However, his heart was aching for a single word from you, just a ‘good morning’, even a text would work.

“Deku!” the intercom kept going on, expecting an answer from him.

“Nothing, they’re gone.” He announced, frustrated.

He looked around once more, angry eyes searching for something, anything, that could lead him to another point of the investigation. But there was nothing else for him to do.

“Let the scientific police come in.” he ordered, speaking directly to the intercom in his watch.

As the FBI agents came in, he stepped furiously out of the apartment and took his private phone out of his pocket. No notifications from you. Not a single message. His frustration and stress were increasing. Why. Why didn’t you talk to him all day. Why couldn’t you call. What was so important to not send a simple message. What were you doing. Where were―

He stopped himself once he caught onto what he was implying. You had just been attacked and threatened, you were completely vulnerable and you were probably fixing everything there was to your shared flat. Just like him, you were most likely busy. Releasing a deep breath through his nose, he tried to calm himself and passed a hand by his face. He needed to focus.

Just when he was about to move, someone touched his shoulder. He jumped, startled, and noticed how distracted he was to just be surprised by the officer in charge of the case. The man was taller than him, with dark skin and brown eyes that showed the experience he had in the field; intimidating, yet kind when needed.

“Sorry, kid.” Officer Ross said, placing a parental hand on Izuku’s shoulder. The pro hero just shook his head to indicate he thought nothing of it, even if it was a lie. He hated to not feel the presence of people approaching him.

“I’m the sorry one here,” he spoke in broken English. It was at times like these where he regretted not bringing you with him, he needed an interpreter. “I couldn’t find anything.”

“Let’s see what the FBI can give us, then.” The policeman sighed, “But it looks like a very hard case.”

“There’s no perfect crime, sir. We’ll catch them.” Izuku, Deku, promised with a sure tone; his insides doubting every single word that came out of his mouth.

Once in the commissary again, he took his phone from his pocket for the third time that morning and, gutted, he observed his full screen filled with messages, none of them from you.

He knew he was being dramatic; it had only passed a day and a half without hearing your voice, but it was more than what you would spend without reaching out to each other in the last few years.

He wondered whether he should call you, to hear your voice just for a minute, to listen to you breathe. He wondered whether you thought about him, if you missed him as much as he was missing you. He wondered whether he should ask or wait until you claimed it yourself.

Looking around, he watched the whole office working on their own things and not paying him any attention at the moment. It was the perfect time. He opened the contacts in his phone and dialed your number, which was the first one and emergency one at the same time.

How beautiful you looked in the profile picture he had of you, smiling with your pretty lips, shiny eyes and clothes contrasting against the green of the trees. You both had gone on a little trip to the forest for the weekend, renting a modest cottage and walking around the place. It had been a pleasurable trip, both literal and metaphorical. Watching you enjoy yourself in nature was exquisite, but staring at your naked body squirming underneath him in the silk sheets was pluperfect, an out of body experience.

The hold tone brought him back to reality, where your body was no more next to him, nor was the musicality of the leaves that danced at the beat of the wind. He was back in Washington, on a mission far from you, and waiting for you to pick up your phone.

He was about to hang up when he heard it, the sound of someone picking up the call. “Hello?” he heard a sleepy masculine voice at the other side of the line, and for a moment, he thought he had dialed the wrong number. “Midoriya?”

Then, it hit him. “Todoroki!” Izuku exclaimed, relieved to hear a familiar voice, although confused as to why he was the one answering, “Where’s Y/n?”

“Sleeping.” His friend replied, the sound of a yawn being prominent from his part. “Why?”

“Oh,” The number one hero would be lying if he said he wasn’t disappointed, “I wanted to talk to her, we didn’t yesterday and I was worried.”

“I see,” Izuku heard shuffling at the other side, movement, and then steps. “Do you want me to wake her up?”

“No! No, let her sleep.” He had to be an idiot. It was late in Japan, he should have known, but his selfishness had taken the best of him. “Just ask her to call me when she wakes up. It doesn’t matter if it’s late here.”

“I’ll tell her.” Todoroki was a man of few words, Izuku knew that. Had it been another occasion he wouldn’t have minded, but at that moment? He wanted to know everything.

“So… How are things going? Any news of the case? How is Y/n doing?”

“We don’t have much information, just that whoever entered the apartment left cow blood everywhere, but not a single fingerprint, footprint, nothing.” He recognised it, the frustration in his friend, it was the same one he had with his own case. “We’re doing our best, and Y/n is doing fine. Sometimes she panics, but for the rest she’s okay.”

‘Does she talk about me?’ is what Izuku wanted to ask. He wasn’t brave enough. “I’m sure you’ll catch whoever is doing this.” He meant it, he really did. “And I hope both you and Y/n rest well.”

“She’s not exactly sleep-deprived for what I’ve seen.” Izuku chuckled, not knowing if Todoroki was for real or if he was joking. “Though I think it’s for the best, at least she gets to rest and forget about this for a bit.” There was a moment of silence, and then he heard the number three speak again. “Sorry, I thought I heard her talking.”

“She sometimes talks in her sleep; especially if she’s stressed.” Izuku explained.

“Oh,” again, silence. The green haired man waited patiently. “Yeah, she’s mumbling something about ‘being glad of meeting her majesty’. I didn’t know she was monarchic.”

“She’s not, ‘her majesty’ is Taylor Swift.” And then, Izuku heard something he had only heard once: Todoroki laughing. It was a high pitch sound, almost as if it didn’t want to come out and, if he was not mistaken, he could catch a bit of endearment.

“Oh God, you’re joking.” Todoroki continued laughing to the shock of his pro hero friend, who couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “Now I understand a lot of things.”

“Yeah? Like what?” Izuku asked, curious. He waited a couple minutes until Todoroki stopped laughing. Deku didn’t think it was that funny, but it was good to hear what he only heard when Mr. Smiley attacked that one time.

Once Shoto stopped and calmed down a bit, he started explaining. “We went to the shopping centre today, you know, to buy some clothes for the both of you.” Izuku nodded, even though Todoroki couldn’t see him. “And on the way there and the way back we heard at least ten Taylor Swift songs.”

“Yeah, that’s very much like her.” The man smiled.

“I guess I’ll have to try and wake her up with her songs in the morning. She sleeps like a log.” Shoto complained.

“Tell me about it, I have to put at least five alarms every morning to get her to wake up and stand up.”

It was nice, talking about his fiancée with someone else in such an endearing way. He could tell Shoto was growing fond of his girl. “Does it work?”

“Not really.”

And then, Todoroki’s laugh again, this time accompanied by Izuku’s. “You know what’s the worst of it all? She told me before heading to sleep the first night that she was a light sleeper. Light sleeper my ass.”

Izuku couldn’t stop laughing. It wasn’t that funny. None of it was funny enough to have them both like that, but sometimes anecdotes of people you know and love make you lose your mind about things that aren’t that meaningful to others.

“I think I have never heard you use that expression,” Izuku said in between laughs.

“Your girlfriend, she uses it a lot, I think she’s rubbing it off on me.”

They laughed for a few minutes more, adding stories of both their school times and you. It was nice, Izuku thought, to be able to talk with my friend like that after a few days of stressing work.

“And what about your case? How is it in the U. S. A.?” Shoto asked.

Should he tell the truth? Maybe he could keep it to himself for a while. But this was Shoto, Izuku always told him everything, with no lies. So Izuku sighed forcefully before speaking, “It’s not going well.” Todoroki didn’t reply, waiting for him to say everything, “Much as in your case, we don’t find clues. No fingerprints, no forced entry, no bodies… This is a dead end.”

“You’ll get it at the end.” Shoto was sincere, he believed it, and Izuku was moved by the trust his friend had on him, “Do you think you’ll be here for the wedding?”

What he was about to say hurt, badly, “I don’t know.”

Silence again. They both were sharing a moment of hurt and companionship. Izuku looked around, and saw Officer Ross and a couple of police men looking his way; he had been too loud and he needed to work.

“Are you going to tell her?”

“Not yet.” Izuku nodded to Officer Ross, knowing it was time to work again. “Todoroki, I have to go. Please, don’t tell her about this.”

“I won’t.” Shoto said, firmly.

“Tell her to call me. I have to go. Bye.”

Todoroki didn’t have the chance to reply before Izuku hung up. He thought about the implications of Midoriya not doing it at the wedding, and your saddened face filled with tears came to his mind. A pang made its way to his heart, something definitely not familiar. ‘I should go to the doctor’, Shoto thought. He placed your phone on the table and headed to his bed to try and sleep again.

Tossing and turning, not being able to close his eyes, he decided to put his headphones on and listen to something he wouldn’t have before you arrived in his life: Taylor Swift. That Jake Gyllenhaal you mentioned in his car was definitely Public Enemy Nº1.

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little-fairy-forest · 4 months

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Hello!! I was wondering if you could write an ice skater reader X bakugou as well as some other boys, it's really rare for me to see ice skater headcannons <3

this is so cute oh my goodness

Boys x ice skater! reader

bakugo, todoroki, fluff, romance

Bakugo

He didn't know who you were until Sero said he knew a friend who would let their class use their ice-rink for a private skate session to keep out of the eyes of villains

He couldn't care who you were until the class was at the sidelines switching their outdoor shoes into their skates, he was able to watch you skate peacefully before his class went out on the ice

It was mandatory that an employee was on the ice at all times when a group came in, so now he has to calmly skate by you??

He's fucked.. big time

He knows how to ice skate, and well at that. Bakugo never fails at anything, but watching you help the idiots up from falling made him... jealous?

He decided to race the idiots his friends, a lap of the rink... what could go wrong?

*smack*

He skated straight into you... knocking you both down

Great! Hes gone and knocked down the cute instructor and has lost the race! How is he going to –

"Are you alright mister? You were going very fast!" Y/n says offering a hand to bakugo to help him up

Yep... y/n is now forever skating circles around his heart...

Fuck

Todoroki

Todoroki loved ice skating. It was a quiet activity he could do alone without over tiring himself.

He knew of a small lake near his house that would freeze over in winter

Fiyumi use to take him there with Natsuo when they were little to ice skate without the presence of Endeavour.

You could say this was Shouto's secret getaway after a hard week

He was surprised to see someone else on the rink. Not many people came by this lake as it was a bit far from the neighbourhood. So who were you?

Todoroki watched you skate around the late as if you were born to do it. Twisting and turning, spinning and twirling... he was mesmerised!

You spotted Todoroki watching you from the corner of your eye, you decided to approach him,

"Not many people come to this lake to skate, and it isn't very big, I can leave if you'd like it to yourself," you offer to the two toned boy who has yet to blink

*thump* *thump* *thump*

Shouto.... your heart is beating very loud...

"No it's okay I'll just watch*

Oh shouto...

"You want to watch me? Skate?" You say confused,

"I can teach you, if you're nervous! I'm a figure skator but the season is coming to an end so I'm making the most of the natural ice rinks before they melt" you say offering your hand out to the todoroki

Oh how this boy pretended to not know how to skate... someone get him an Oscar!

Remember me....

Hi :)

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heich0e · 2 years

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There's a knock on your door at 3:30PM on the dot.

It's a Sunday, and you're not expecting company, so you're more than a little confused at who could be coming calling.

Even more so when you open the door to sea of colour right before your eyes.

"Uh," --you step back slightly, eyes scanning over scene before you. They're flowers, you quickly realize, in abundance, in virtually every colour you could ever imagine and more--"hello?"

"I don't,"--you hear Shouto grunt a little, shifting two of the bouquets in his arms so his face peeks out from between a bunch of white hydrangeas and an overflowing bundle of red roses,--"I don't know your favourite flower."

He looks concerned, his brow pinching and his lips pursed, like the thought troubles him.

You gape.

"Shouto, what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be on patrol?"

He shifts his arms again, and a bouquet of gerberas becomes visible in the crook of his elbow--sunny yellow against the dark blue of his jacket, thrown on overtop of his uniform though it doesn't do much to disguise it.

"I finished early. And I wanted to bring you flowers."

"You brought me a garden, Sho," you say, enthralled and alarmed all at once. You reach out and take three bouquets of blooms from his overflowing arms in an attempt to help, but somehow it doesn't seem to lighten his load at all--like the flowers have multiplied as quickly as you took some away.

You nod behind you, urging him to follow you into your apartment, which he does diligently.

"Well, I didn't know which ones were your favourites."

"So you said," you mutter, setting the three bundles of flowers you carried in atop your kitchen counter. Carefully, Shouto follows suit, placing his armload down slowly as to not damage the fragile stems and blossoms.

Your counter is piled high by the time the last bouquet has been deposited, the delicate scent of flowers slowly filling your apartment.

"This is... a lot," you breathe, as your eyes rake over the hoard. You peek at Shouto from the corner of your eye, and find him staring right at you, seemingly unconcerned with the veritable Eden he's emptied into your tiny kitchen.

"I upset you yesterday," he says slowly, like he's spent time planning out the words meticulously, "and I wanted to apologize. The internet said flowers are a good way to do so, but I don't know which ones are your favourite."

He'd missed dinner plans with your parents the night before. You'd spent the entire meal worried about where he might have been, what may have been keeping him, whether or not he was safe--only to find out he'd lost track of time filling in paperwork at his agency, and forgotten about the meal all together.

You pinch the bridge of your nose.

"Shouto, that doesn't mean you had to clear out the entire flower shop."

"But I wanted to make sure I got you your favourite. So that you knew I was sorry."

You sigh.

"You could have just said it, silly."

Shoto blinks, like he hadn't thought of that.

"Oh."

Shouto's great at what he does, what he knows: being a pro hero, saving people, doing what's right. But he's new to this, you realize. New to being a boyfriend. New to having to be mindful of another person's feelings. New to apologizing.

"I'm sorry."

All at once you feel like you might laugh and cry. He says it so sweetly. So sincerely. So earnestly.

He hasn't taken his eyes off you since the moment you let him though the door.

"I accept your apology, Sho," you say, stepping towards him and wrapping your arms around his waist. "I wasn't even that upset, there will be other dinners."

"I was worried," he murmurs into the top of your hair, his arms holding you tight against him. "I know it was important to you. I know that you worry."

You pull yourself away, though he only allows you far enough that you can lift your head to look at him. His cheeks are pink as you peek up towards his face.

"Well, it's not like I could stay mad when you show up at my door with my favourite flowers, could I?" you ask, a little smile playing at your lips.

He smiles too, bright and eager, pride swimming behind the mismatched hues of his eyes. "Which ones are they?"

"Peonies," you say, pressing yourself to him once more and burrowing your face against him. "The pink ones at the top of the pile."

Shouto hugs you tight. "I like those ones too."

"Yeah?" you ask, laughing into the blue material stretched across his chest.

"Yeah," he agrees, "I think I have more of them in the car, too."

Your head pops up in shock.

"There's more?"

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tired-teacher-blog · 3 months

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Is it fair that I haven't written anything Shouto related in months– even though he's one of my absolute favorites? No, no it's not, so here is a little silly something to make up for it.

It's one of those chilly nights..

The falling snow is moving in rhyme with the playful wind outdoors, tapping on the giant glass of your living room window before succumbing downward to join the beautiful cottony carpet that's covering the roads outside.

You sigh contentedly and shift your eyes from the mesmerizing sight to focus on the heavenly one right before your nose.

_ "Isn't this amazing?" your whispered words pierce the quiet atmosphere surrounding you, but they don't seem to startle the man laying on top of your relaxed form.

_ "It is, I don't even want to move at all." and you can faintly sense the curve of his lips against your neck as he breathes the reply.

_ "We don't have to, we can sleep here if you want." your fingers move through his soft bicolor hair, brushing it away from his handsome face.

You bite down on your lip to stifle a giggle when you realize how impractical your suggestion is, because as big and comfortable as it is, this poor sofa was not made to contain your boyfriend's giant stature, though he doesn't seem to share your concern as he humms in agreement before nuzzling you deeper.

You gently caress his broad shoulders and back, relishing the feeling of his flexing muscles beneath your touch as he hugs you tighter.

His fair skin is concealed under a long sleeve cotton shirt, but you are aware -more than anyone else- of every single cut, burn and scar he has acquired over the years of being a hero, after all, you've always been the one treating his injuries after every single mission.

You kiss the top of his head affectionately, once, twice, thrice, and a couple more times because you simply cannot get enough of this man, your man.

He's big and heavy, almost knocking the air out of your lungs while trapping you beneath his weight, but you don't mind it at all, there is nowhere else you would rather be but right here with him, tucked away from everyone else.

It's a simple thought and a simpler wish, and the breathy laughter it has brought out of you is hard to miss.

_ "What's going on?" he props his chin against your chest and looks up at you with curious mismatched irises, though an adorable grin has already found its way to his lips as he anticipated your response.

_ "It's nothing, I'm just thinking how lucky I am to have you."

He is caught off guard by your words, and the wide blinky eyes staring back at you are proof of that.

He is cute, always has been to you, especially when as lost as he is right now, stirring you up to the point where you cannot help but cradle his cheeks and bring his lips to yours in a tender kiss.

_ "I love you, you know that?" he murmurs huskily before leaning back a bit to gaze into your eyes.

The warmth of his words is spreading throughout your body to leave a blissful tingle behind, and your fingertips are tracing his handsome features to linger over the burn scar surrounding his left eye.

You smile widely as you recall the first time you kissed him there, right on the mark reaching halfway down his cheek.

Back then, he was as surprised with your action as he is tonight with your random confession, but he didn't hate the feeling of your soft lips on his scarred skin one bit, in fact, it was the salve he didn't even know he needed.

_ "I love you too, Shouto."

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crushmeeren · 5 months

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🍰Todoroki/Fem Reader SFW & NSFW Headcannons

Everyone involved in this fic is aged up/18+; continue scrolling or block if you’re not into this

Warnings; cursing, making out, Shouto is a champ at eating pussy (he has a tongue ring in this), ass eating, vaginal fingering, small bit of spanking, Shouto is a little bit subby in this (his moans & some of the things he says), dirty talk, Shouto has a bit of a praise kink, Shouto holds your hands behind your back when you ride him😮‍💨

Authors Note; sorry if this is too long- I had to complete the headcannons for my favorite three MHA boys sooner rather than later. I love Shouto, he deserves all the good things and a lot of hugs.

Hope you all enjoy these headcannons as much as I enjoyed writing them!

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Shouto who comes off as cold, uninterested, maybe a bit of a dick, but who is actually so sweet & so loving, who is actually the kind of person that writes down facts about you so he doesn’t forget them (you found the list in his notes app—you definitely cried), who always buys extra of what he’s eating —so you can have some too (even if you said you weren’t hungry)

Shouto who doesn’t get social cues very well, who tilts his head when he’s confused, who wears a blank, spaced out expression on his face often, who lets you teach him how to read the room a bit easier, whose smile could actually melt ice with its warmth (Shouto makes the most facial expressions when he’s with you— you take that as a win)

Shouto who you met in high school, but weren’t really friends with— or dated until after you all graduated, who you crossed paths with while battling a villain, who you caught mid air when he was falling from the top of a building, on the verge of passing out (he says he swears he saw you with a halo, because he fell in love with an Angel that day)

Shouto who loves to drink strawberry milk, who has so many cartons cluttering the fridge in your home, who also brings you a glass when he’s drinking some, because he’s learned he can also show you he loves you by sharing what he likes with you (you think it’s so motherfucking cute when you are handed a glass of milk out of the blue)

Shouto who decides to be a bit rebellious after he gets out of high school, who wants to try new things, who decides to cut his hair shorter, who gets a nose ring, who pierces his ears (not to mention his tongue ring— you almost fainted when you noticed it the first time🥵) who goes with you when you get your own tattoos & piercings—he often wears jewelry that reminds him of you

Shouto who says his absolute favorite thing in the world is to snuggle up with you on the couch, when it’s raining, when the two of you are wrapped up in a fluffy blanket burrito, watching movies & napping (if it gets a little X rated, who can judge you😮‍💨)

Shouto who is a fucking dry texter, but who sends you pictures of things he knows you love while he’s out on patrol, especially pics of dogs that he encounters (he even ends up bringing one home for you), who gets so happy when you respond with pictures of things you know he enjoys—sort of making your own language with one another

Shouto who likes to wear more of a streetwear style when he’s not working (to your never ending delight), who likes to wear matching clothes with you (shoes, shirts, even matching colors, etc.), who even bought you both a pair of matching underwear (because it makes him feel like a part of you is with him—you did feel a bit smug, knowing you were technically sitting on his face all day)

Shouto who sucks ass at almost every video game, but who can annihilate anyone at Mario Kart, bitter because you don’t think you’ve ever beaten him, (although whenever you and your friends gather at your home, the highlight of the night is watching Bakugou lose to Sho over & over)

Shouto who has stayed close to Midoriya, considering the man as his brother by extension (you love the green haired man & see him often), who goes to the #1 hero for help planning you a surprise party by sending Midoriya a series of increasingly concerning emojis until he agrees (he was nervous he would mess it up—he didn’t)

Shouto who loves to eat peach gummy rings?? (not the only peach he likes to eat👀), who you have woken up to eating the candy at 2:00 am (you just take one and go back to sleep), who memorizes your favorite candy and leaves it for you to find everywhere— even your car (you love Shouto so goddamn much)

Shouto who has told you the story of how he got his burn mark, about his father, his brother and all the horrors of his past, who opened up to you—trusting you completely, wanting to share a side of himself others don’t see (you absolutely cried), who you trust in return—telling him everything about yourself & your own past

Shouto who has taken you to meet his family, meet his mother, who added you to the group chat with all his siblings (they are actually a lot of fun, even if Shouto only replies with one word answer or gifs), who tries to fit his face with more than one expression when he meets your parents (you tell him it doesn’t matter, because he’s perfect for you either way—that earns you another million watt smile)

Shouto who loves you wholly, deeply, completely, who is your soul mate, who is your best friend, who planted the seed of his love in your heart that has grown bigger than a California Redwood tree, who becomes your husband, who you love more than life itself—you’d start a war for this man (he’d do the same)

🍰Warning NSFW Below🍰

Shouto who enjoys kissing, who loves to lazily make out with you, who feels his cock start twitching in his briefs when the kiss starts to get heated & messy, lips slick as they glide together, who gets half hard when your tongue plays with his, whining gently when you tilt your head—flicking the tip of your soft tongue against his

Shouto who likes to lay you on your back in the bed, stripping you until your only in one of his large T-shirts, who likes to push it up your belly—slowly letting it get caught on your tits until he can watch them fall and bounce, who makes you keep the shirt up around your collarbone as his warm, wet mouth sucks on your nipples, pussy throbbing—no doubt wet as fuck now

Shouto who bites over the skin on your sternum, plush lips trailing down your belly until he gets to your pussy, who grips the bottoms of your thighs pressing them backwards to your chest, who gets onto his belly, looking up at you as he licks a stripe from your pussy lips up to your sweet bud, making sure he swirls the cold metal of his tongue ring on the heated flesh of your clit (immediately you’re gripping the sheets, whimpering fuck Sho! when warm tingles radiate down to your toes)

Shouto whose eyes flutter closed while he eats you out, who moans into your pussy—vibrations you can feel throughout your groin, who makes you squeal when he sucks your clit—tongue ring feeling electric with every swipe of his tongue, who eagerly says pussy tastes s’good Angel, can I eat your ass? pretty please baby? (you flip over immediately)

Shouto who gets you both completely naked, whose cock is standing straight out when you take a look at it, who gets your ass in the air, face shoved into the sheets, who rains his hand down on your ass cheek, pain flaring brightly up to your hip, who gives you no break—gripping the thick flesh of your ass and spreading you open, kitten licking at your asshole (you almost scream—once again the sensations increased ten fold by the contrast of his chilly tongue ring)

Shouto who shoves his middle two fingers in your pussy with no warning, tearing a gasp from your chest, who finger fucks you and sucks on your tight hole until your lower belly tightens, pussy clenching his fingers, cumming hard, who fingers you through your orgasm— stroking his cock as he whines to you Angel your pussy is so fucking tight, wanna fuck you so bad, please can I? (you say yes immediately)

Shouto who knows you’re a pillow princess, who loves it, but has actual hearts in his eyes, cheeks flushed a sweet pink when he’s able to convince you to ride him for a little bit—reverse cowgirl style, who props his back against the headboard with a couple pillows, who pulls your hands behind your back—holding your wrists together in one hand

Shouto who spreads your ass with his free hand, whimpering uncontrollably as he watches his cock disappear into your pussy as you bounce in his lap, whose dick throbs and who sucks in air sharply between clenched teeth when you moan f-fucking hell Sho, your cock is so good, so big, gonna make me cum as you throw your head back

Shouto who can only take it for so long before he pushes you off his cock, manhandling you onto your back whispering in your ear gonna fuck your sweet pussy now, okay Angel? as he grips his shaft, feeling how slippery you’ve gotten his cock, sliding his dick all the way in with one thrust—making you cry out and dig your nails into his shoulders

Shouto who bends you in half, knees hooked over his shoulders as he squishes you into a mating press, who fucks you hard, hips curling up into your sweet spot, making you feel each drag of his cock, cumming within the first five strokes—& then again and again and again, orgasms popping in you like water balloons, pleasure gushing all the way up to your brain

Shouto who chokes on his moans as your slick, warm pussy squeezes his cock over & over, voice low & needy when he whines into your ear Angel please, cum on my cock one more time, need it baby, pretty please-m’gonna cum soon

Shouto who does make you cum one more time, who makes you start to feel dizzy from cumming & the angle you’re pretzeled into, you’re able to focus just enough to speak in between moans, saying Sho, hah—oh fuck! Sho, you’re such a good boy, fuck me so well, love your cock Sho, love you baby boy—who cums instantly when he hears your sweet voice praising him, high pitched, needy sounds falling from his lips as he grinds his hips against your ass, cumming in warm, sticky ribbons

Shouto who makes you feel like you have noodles for limbs, breathing heavy as you both feel giddy with the post orgasm glow, who unravels you slowly, pulling out & letting you spread out like a starfish, who flops down on your side, who lets you collect your thoughts—lacing his fingers with yours as you both relax into the mattress

Shouto who eventually gets up to clean himself, who brings you a warm wash cloth and cleans you, who finds the shirt you were previously wearing and some clean panties after he gets dressed, who pulls you into a hug—telling you how much he loves you, planting kisses all over your face & you do the same—Shouto who goes to the kitchen & then brings you a glass of strawberry milk 💕

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