#yamada x reader lemon

[fantasies2paper]

I opened the door to the home I shared with my boyfriend, Hizashi. Practice with my band had let out pretty early and I had been excited to surprise him but when I stepped inside I heard the slow opening cords to Down in a Hole by Alice in Chains drifting from the bathroom. 

"Uh oh." I softly said, hanging my bag up by the door and kicking off my black boots. "Somebody didn't have a good day." 

I padded across the dark hardwood floor to the stairs before taking them two at a time. Despite what most people thought, Hizashi had his down days too. It was something he only shared with those closest to him and I had always felt honored to be counted among those few.

I reached the bathroom and pushed the door open, slowly. Steam flowed out of the room like a great wave before giving me a view of Hizashi. He was standing under the wide mouthed showerhead, his hands braced on the wall in front of him. His long blonde hair draped down his side, covering his face and side like a curtain of silk. His back was corded with lean muscle under his pale skin that moved every beat of the song.

I stepped inside before pulling off my clothes, leaving a trail from the door to my goal. I slipped in behind him and hugged him from behind as the song changed to Black Hole Sun by Soundgarden. Hizashi's body immediately relaxed against me, his hands covering my own. 

"Y/n, I thought you wouldn't be home until later." He said before turning in my hold and kissing my forehead.

"The band let out early," I replied, lightly dragging my nails up and down his back. "You okay, baby? You're vibing with my daily playlist here."

His hands slid up my back, leaving chills in their wake despite the heat from the water. He placed a chaste kiss on my forehead as my body molded against his own and we stayed that way for a moment, enjoying each other's company under the rain-like shower.

Hizashi spoke after a moment, his normally eccentric and bubbly personality quieted. "Yeah I'm okay. You're too good for me, muse. You know that?"

I chuckled and cupped his chin, making him look at me. "No, baby. You're far too good for me."

His lips touched mine, gentle at first, coaxing my lips open with a flick of his tongue. I sighed softly against his lips, his hands sliding up my side to cradle my head as he tilted to deepen the kiss. Hizashi's tongue explored my mouth with familiar ease. He knew every button to press and every crevice to explore.

When he pulled away I gasped softly for breath, my heart thundering in my ears. He kissed down my chin as he pressed my body against the shower wall, his thigh pressing against all of my delicious spots. I slid my fingers into his hair as I arched my back, needing more of his body against my own. 

"Hiz-AH!" I gasped as he bit my neck, my eyes closing in pleasure.

I gripped his hair tighter in my hands, grinding against his thigh in slow circles. Hizashi's hand slid in between our slick bodies to grip my sex firmly, a pitiful whimper falling from my lips. He kissed his way down my chest, swirling his tongue around my hardening nipples. My head fell back as I cried out when his teeth closed around the sensitive flesh.

"Inspire me, muse." He said against my skin while he moved closer to my sweet spot. He was on his knees before me, lifting my leg to drape over his shoulder. He was so close I could feel his breath on me, a shiver running up my spine. "Sing for me."

Hizashi's tongue flicked out to taste my sex, making me moan desperately as I tightened my hold on his hair. I felt like there was no air left in the steamy bathroom. Every stroke of his tongue drove me higher, my cries getting louder. I arched my back, trying to move my hips closer and take more of what his sinful lips and tongue were doing to me.

"Cum for me, muse." His eyes locked on my own as he spoke against my sex. "Let me hear how good I make you feel."

His fingers tightened on my hips as he went back to teasing my sex. I cried out, one of my hands trying to grab onto anything.

"Hiz-Hizashi!!" I screamed as my body quivered, releasing my arousal into his waiting mouth. I shuddered against the shower wall, my breathing ragged and loud.

He trailed kisses back up my body before kissing me deeply and I moaned as my taste mingled with his own. His erection pressed hard against my thigh, searing my skin and making body quake all over again

Hizashi greedily drank my moans as his fingers did sinful things to my body. Somewhere in the back of my mind I registered his fingers were following the music as they slowed in time with the chorus. I'd never listen to Slither the same again.

"Hizashi… please, baby." I moaned against his lips, softly.

"You know why I call you my muse, y/n?" His voice was low, almost a growl and I shook my head in response, my eyes still closed. "Look at me, baby."

I opened my eyes, my e/c eyes meeting his greenish yellow ones. His eyes were dark and cloudy with lust. His skin flushed from the heat of the shower, his lips pink and slightly swollen from the hard passionate kisses. They were parted a little as he took slow deep breaths, his eyes never leaving mine.

"Because you're fucking beautiful." He whispered and I almost didn't hear him over the music and shower. "You're the reason I still have a smile on my face. You're the reason I do everything, muse."

Hizashi spun me around, gripping my hips as I arched my back. I moaned against the wall, desperate to feel him inside of me. Hizashi's palm slapped my ass and I squeaked in response, a low chuckle leaving his throat. Now that his declaration had been shared and heard the soft moment had passed and what replaced it was a feral need to consume.

His hand slid up my back before he wrapped his long fingers around my shoulder, gripping me tight as he positioned himself at my entrance.He pushed firmly until the tip of his cock slid inside me easily. I bit my lip, roughly, stifling the whimper that left my throat.

"Oh no you don't, muse!" He growled out as he tightened his hand around my hip before pulling out almost completely and slamming back inside. "I wanna hear you scream for me while I love this sexy body."

His pace was slow and hard as he fucked me against the shower wall, our bodies slick from the water that cascaded around us. I screamed his name as he stroked that secret spot inside of me, his growls becoming feral and deep. He leaned forward to bite the back of my shoulder. 

"Hizashi, please!" I screamed as I attempted to arch my back, needing him to go deeper. He slid out of my body, my legs shaking at the sudden emptiness.

"Get on all fours." His tone was laced with arousal and need. I complied with no argument, grateful we had decided to scrap the tub. "Good girl."

I bit my lip as he settled behind me, teasing my entrance with his tip. The soft strumming of guitar started as the next song began and the sound of the shower competed with the thumping of my heart in my ears. I pushed back against him, silently begging, but he didn't move.

"Come on, siren. You can do better than that can't you." Hizashi's voice was a low rumble before slowly dragging his tongue up my spine.

"Hizashi please…" I gasped softly as he bit the curve of my ass. "Please fuck me!!"

He plunged deep inside of me without another word. I screamed at the feeling of being suddenly full, arching my back for more of his thrusts. His hands gripped my hips as he guided my body before slapping my ass, pulling another loud moan from me. 

"Fuck me! Yes!"

Moaning was all I could do as he fucked my body silly, every stroke hitting that perfect spot deep inside of me. I pressed my face against the warm, wet tile while I moaned his name as if I were praying. Hizashi's thrusts grew harder and faster, sending me spiraling towards my orgasm.

"Cum for me, muse." He said, reaching around to stroke my sex as he groaned loudly.

I screamed as I came, my eyes closing tightly as I lost myself. I tightened around his cock as he came with me, milking him as he spilled inside of me. He collapsed on top of me, a tired laugh leaving my throat as we rolled over on our sides.

We lay there for a moment before the water began to cool. He reached up to shut it off.

"Next time we should use the bed," I said, amused at his disheveled hair that would not be fun to detangle when it dried.

He laughed in reply and leaned down to kiss me, moaning softly against my lips. Looks like we'd be taking it to bed after all.

[morinuu]

LISTWN TO ME I JUST READ YOUR TAMAKI ANGST AND YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD BE SO FICKING GOOD??

A she falls but he falls harder

Reader finally gets over it and stops coming, moving on and focusing on herself, and he notices and starts realizing how he took her for granted

And then its him that's loosing his mind and shit like that. Dude. Dude. I'm loosing my MIND you write so well

first of all ty for the compliment >< so glad u liked it im blushing and giggling!! secondly im not sure abt the reader completely abandoning tamaki's side (i love being delulu), but i do have smth else in mind that's kinda similiar n i hope its satisfactory :3 i changed only a minor part from the og :P i wanna make this a small series..... maybe like 3-4 parts.. anw this is pt 1

☀︎｜tamaki x female reader. almost 4k words. continuation of this. ure sick, yamada hinata & aoko r just some ppl i made up for the plot, tamaki's pretty stupid n emotionally unintelligent, lots of feelings and background information, y'all r childhood friends, there's like one 4th wall break but i thought it was kinda funny so i kept it

you weren't a fan of february.

allergy season was your absolute worst, the wheezing and coughing sucking the life out of you as you struggled to change out of your clothes to get the day started. you didn't sleep much, interrupted constantly by your sore throat aching and squeezing.

sure, it's just hay fever to everyone else, but for a young woman who carried around an inhaler, it's hell. well, almost hell.

what was truly hellish wasn't the fatigue or the sneezing, but your mum dragging you back in the house and forbidding you from going to school until you're well enough to study again. how were you supposed to keep up with chemistry class if you skip?

not that your parents cared for your grades; they knew you could just enter whatever field you wanted with the connections your family held, but it felt nice to be awarded for working hard.

after your personal maid let out a small "pardon me, miss" and carried you back to bed, you realised that the feeling your soft quilt hugging your cold limbs would never be beaten by the jacket you desperately clung on to warm yourself in p.e - which just so happened to be your first period that day and you were dreading it.

"i'll be making you some tea, miss. would you like to breakfast now?" your maid's quiet voice addressed you, hoping you'd just sleep the illness off as you usually did so she could rest too.

to be fair, you weren't a very easy master to please, so could you blame her?

"i'll breakfast la-" a cough and some wheezing "-i'll breakfast later, bring some english breakfast with a slice of lemon." you said nothing else, instead focusing on calming your throat that seemed to intensify in soreness. "a pastille too."

"understood my lady, i'll be right back." she bowed and excused herself from your room, ignoring your groans of annoyance as you buried your face into the pillow.

"damn it." you muttered and extended your hand to grab your phone from your bedside table. unlocking it with the passcode (because you weren't in the mood to lift your head and let your phone scan your face) you squinted as the light mode of a social media app hit your eyes harshly, forcing you to use muscle memory to lower the brightness to its minimum.

you scrolled through, liking your friends' private posts and decided to message one of them.

yn.spam: gm dude, i cant come to school today cus im sick. can u do me a favour n tell aoko to give me her notes? she never looks at her messages.

with your phone back on the table to wait for a response, you lied back comfortably and closed your eyes, because as much as you wanted to watch something on netflix or play a video game, you didn't want to make things worse for yourself.

you grew impatient for the cup of tea your maid was brewing, rotating between wheezing, checking your phone and staring at the ceiling. it seemed like the seconds weren't passing by at all.

soon enough, your maid comes back with some fancy tray carrying a kettle, your favourite mug (the one your daddy drank from when you were a little girl before your parents divorced), a tiny plate with some lemon slices and a small box of pastilles as throat medicine.

you didn't thank the woman when she helped you sit up, nor when she stayed by your side to make sure you didn't choke between coughs and burnt yourself with the hot liquid. just as you took your first sip, your phone lit up to show your friend's response.

thatguyhinata: Ayooo gppd morning. Sry to hear tht. Sure if I see her I'll telm her.

the irises in your eyes rolled upwards at the boy's typos that irked you every time, completely ignoring how he didn't wish for your recovery.

yn.spam: thanks yamada

you never used any of your circle's first names, which your mum always found weird.

'you sure these are your friends, darling?' she would ask often, and your response would always be the same:

'yeah mum. leave me be.'

only tamaki had ever felt close enough to be called by his first name.

after swallowing your medicine, you dismissed the older woman standing over you and pulled your quilt over your quivering form again.

"gods, please let this be over soon."

...

well.

...turns out, you gotta be much more specific with what you ask of gods, because they might not have the same understanding of the word 'soon'.

here you are, three days later, with your allergy having been combined with a virus that'd been going around, intensifying your asthma symptoms and raising a high fever, making your mother and doctor ban you from walking into ouran.

halfway throughout the day, you realise what had been completely slipping your mind while your lungs were occupied inhaling abnormally.

"i have an appointment today!" you exclaimed with wide eyes, raising from the bed like lazarus from his grave.

"...?" the new maid next to you didn't say anything, she was clearly concerned. after some seconds of you overthinking something, she spoke up. "you have no other doctor's appointment today, my lady. he just left 10 minutes ago."

you shook your head quickly, ignoring the dizziness brought by your fever "bring me my phone," the girl was puzzled "now!"

bowing a quick apology, she rushed to your desk and handed you your phone with both hands, not daring to look up. you disliked new maids; they were inexperienced and annoying, but scolding her would have to wait.

"damn it, damn it, damn it!" you murmured under your breath and tapped furiously on your phone, trying to find where the hell you'd written kyouya's business e-mail address.

you had it saved as every other client of the host club had, but you had never actually used it, not once.

you never missed an appointment, and always booked the next one tete-a-tete with the black-haired manager. if you became a no-show without prior notice, wouldn't that look bad? would it annoy kyouya and he wouldn't accept you in the club again?

well no, but you had the habit of overthinki-

'would it annoy tamaki?'

you groaned and murmured to yourself - had you deleted it? maybe it was in your notes app and you erased it? was it on your old phone from a month ago?

"find an e-mail for me." you ordered the maid who looked up at you perplexed, but carried out the order nonetheless.

the girl was embarrassed when she found out her master was asking for a host's email, wanting the earth to swallow her when she dialed the ouran academy's number. 'the stuff i do for money..' she thought and prayed her family never found out.

it wasn't a long process to retrieve the address, but what was, was the rant hitting the maid's ears when your overthinking about what to write left your mouth at incredible speeds.

"should i say i'm sick? but he already knows that- he's in my class! maybe tell him to give my time to another girl? no wait, he would do that anyway... or after i apologise, i'll say that, like, something came up- but that's not believable enough... ugh!" you buried your face in your pillow and, unbeknownst to you, your new maid's eye was twitching in annoyance.

she understood now why your personal maid took the week off just when you got sick - not that she understood how and why your mum allowed it though.

(it's because you can be insufferable and she gets it.)

"my lady, may i help?" the girl let out, clearing her throat when you lifted your head from the pillow. "i can write the e-mail myself, please focus on resting."

after some convincing, you gave in.

and so 10 minutes later, back at ouran, kyouya's phone let out a ting! with your full name on the notification. he'd already guessed you wouldn't show up to your appointment considering you hadn't come to school in three days, and already had someone to fill your place but left it for the last moment in case you did show up.

why? well you were ln yn, and it was painfully obvious you were smitten with his best friend, though he could say it was a bit different from the rest of the clientele.

probably due to the fact that you'd known tamaki for much longer than kyouya had. and yet tamaki didn't seem to have the same fascination with you.

he remembers when he first met you, when he'd heard that you were spoiled rotten and weren't even planning to enroll in ouran until tamaki did. you simply transferred to be with the boy.

literally everyone knew of ln yn's almost freakish obsession with suoh tamaki, except for the victim himself.

so imagine his surprise at the strictly professional e-mail he'd received from you, where not a single mention of your host was included. weird.

after glancing at the french boy in the seat next to him eating his bowl of some-sort-of-commoner-convenience-store lunch, kyouya quickly typed a response and informed the next girl in line that a spot was open 'for tamaki's hosting services at 15:35'.

"one of your appointments cancelled due to a personal issue. we'll have someone else fill it." kyouya told tamaki, just as stated in the e-mail, even though it was pretty clear you were sick, and he couldn't figure out why you'd lie.

"hm? oh, okay!" the brunet smiled and went back to devouring his meal, not thinking much of kyouya's words.

kyouya pondered if he should tell him the client was his loyal friend yn, who would never skip out on seeing tamaki, but he stopped himself, curious as to how it would all play out.

eh, if the twins could have fun, so could he.

"oh! haruhii! daddy's here!"

the hours passed so slow you were almost convinced time was frozen when you weren't glancing at the clock on your laptop.

the drama you'd been watching started to lose its interest after presenting the third plot twist in a row, annoying you with all the plot holes it left gaping.

sipping on your green tea (you'd been drinking tamaki's recommendation, pomegranate, only to throw all of it in the trash when you heard he gave the same advice to haruhi), you paused the show and sighed in absolute, tyrannical boredom.

by now you'd normally have finished your classes and walked to music room #3, your favourite among them all.

you'd be welcomed by a host and walked to a sofa to wait for your appointment, ignoring any other girl in the waiting area trying to pick a conversation with the middle child of the ln family.

and soon enough you'd be approached by your one and only taking your hand in his and kissing it to greet you, with his blue eyes staring up at you innocently like a man in love; a look he gave to any woman nowadays, it was second nature to him.

you got lost in them so often, he sometimes dared to ask you if you didn't enjoy his company and that's why you spaced out so much.

preposterous.

you? disliking tamaki? how could he think that after all these years you spent playing together, with you transferring to his school for his sake, swallowing your pride and becoming the client of a host for him?

truly an absurd notion.

currently, however, you weren't in the host club. you were just a girl with a bunch of germs crawling everywhere around her room, unable to go out and see the man of her dreams kiss her cheek and tell her to 'get well soon'.

speaking of, your mum grew increasingly concerned when she noticed the lack of communication between you and tamaki. you were always attached to his hip like some sort of koala, and the fact that you hadn't reached out to him to inform him of your illness personally so he could visit you made her worry.

but it was only natural that you'd suspect you were being an annoyance to tamaki once you began to notice his eyes shift from you to the newest host a couple of months prior. he'd been a petit brunet boy. a first year who was friendly and of lowly origin. you didn't think much of it.

at least not until the day hikaru asked if you could fetch something he forgot in the back room, completely ignorant to the fact that haruhi had come to the club early that day to ask for another uniform because she'd been accidentally thrown water at by two classmates of hers being stupid.

so when you opened the curtain and saw a small-sized girl with only her panties on desperately trying to hide herself from you, it didn't take more than a couple of seconds to put two and two together.

tamaki wasn't fascinated by the commoner errand 'boy' turnt host.

he wanted her.

you closed the curtain, giving the girl her privacy back and muttering an curt apology, "sorry." before deciding that hikaru would have to get his things himself.

neither haruhi nor you spoke about it again, and she never snitched to the host club about your discovery of her sex.

you liked to pretend it never happened, and that it never changed anything. but just like with tamaki, pretending doesn't go anywhere. the hints were there. his furiously blushed face when he stared at her, his protection of her when the twins teased her, his demands for kyouya to do things for haruhi because she'd like it, not even because she'd asked - well, the stage of denial didn't last long.

shortly after came anger. pure, unexplainable rage and envy. the fourth of the deadly sins was soon rushing through your veins like a drug you couldn't get clean from. 'why her?' you would ask in your rampages.

you couldn't figure it out, and you couldn't ask anyone either, because as infuriated as you were, hurting haruhi by revealing her identity wasn't on your to-do list.

not because you were a good person, god no.

rather, if tamaki knew you hurt his precious daughter - you barfed - like that, who knows if you'd see him again?

and so came the bargaining stage, with your rage never leaving your blood stream, of course. being petty was always one of your main personality traits, one that tamaki would often point out.

what did fujioka haruhi have that ln yn didn't?

'nothing.' you muttered to yourself.

nothing.

nothing?

could you be absolutely sure?

you didn't see her much outside of the club, and there were a couple of times you'd heard the hosts hung out together.

maybe they had a moment? or two, three?

perhaps it was high time you stopped bothering him. perhaps then he'd realise you were the one.

that's why your texts to him had much lessened, coming to a complete stop after roughly two months of your self-doubt and insecurities getting the best of you. so did your occasional visits to his house for studying. you'd even stopped wearing the perfume he got you as a birthday present last year, even though you couldn't find another scent that fit your tastes the same way.

despite your attempts at catching his attention, the bubbling fury in your chest rose once again when you realised that maybe tamaki didn't care about you at all.

he texted you as much as you texted him, he hung out with you only when you asked, and when he came closer to you and noticed the change in your scent, he went: "different perfume, princess?"

and while normally you'd be ecstatic at him noticing, your happiness was immediately destroyed when "the other one was a little old fashioned, good thing you moved to something more fresh."

why couldn't he say what he would have said had he been in an otome game, something among the lines of: 'did you wish to match mine?' or something cheesy like that? ...was your scent not to his tastes?

'did he forget his skills from hosting or what?' you whined.

consequently, now that you were sitting around doing nothing to reach out to tamaki or any of your 'friends', your mum couldn't help but take her phone in her hands to call her friend hitachiin yuzuha.

back in the pink room that is the host club, today's rendezvouses seemed to be going by awfully quickly for tamaki.

in the couple of minutes of break he had between the end of this rendezvous and next the one to come, he quickly found his phone from his back pocket and went over his schedule sent by kyouya.

your name had been crossed out and replaced with another one he recognised, another regular guest of his. he raised his eyebrow at that.

he lifted his head and looked for the shadow king.

"hey, kyouya?"

"hm?" kyouya didn't bother to look up from his laptop, furiously typing god-knows-what.

"why's yn's time gone?" he asked innocently in a curious voice that had you heard, you'd be swooning over.

"i told you, she cancelled due to personal business," his answer was straight-forward "although it's probably because she's ill."

ah, that makes sense, you were the one that cancelled.

wait, huh?

"what do you mean she's ill?" his eyebrows furrow a bit and he cocks his head to the side like a cute dog who doesn't understand anything its owner says.

"what do you mean, 'what do i mean'? she's been absent since monday because she's not feeling well, and she won't come today either. pretty simple." kyouya finally looked up at tamaki with a strange expression on his face. "has she not told you?"

tamaki shook his head a bit, "uhm.. no, not really." and tapped his phone again to check his messages on multiple social media apps to make sure he wasn't missing anything. his emails were empty too, only some spam from a newsletter page that he never bothered to cancel his subscription from.

"how do you know?" he questioned kyouya, but before he could answer, "no wait, don't answer that, you creep. of course you know." he sighed.

after some seconds of quiet thinking, "why didn't you tell me?" tamaki continued his questioning.

"everyone already knows, my lord." an awfully familiar voice butt in making the french boy turn his head around, resting his hand on his waist.

the voice belonged to kaoru, who had his arm wrapped around his twin's shoulders. seems like they also just finished with an appointment.

"what does that mean? who's 'everyone' and why am i not included?" tamaki crossed his arms, feeling kind of left out.

"that guy hayato or whatever who hangs out with yn and her friends was telling someone and we overheard." hikaru shrugged in unison with his doppelganger.

honey's soft voice entered the chat. "you mean hinata-kun? yn-chan's friend? yeah, he told me when i asked where yn-chan is because i thought she forgot to bring the candy she promised." he quickly grabbed a piece of cake from the fridge near where kyouya had been sitting and left the room swiftly.

huh, how convenient for him to enter for the plot.

"and why's it that you two evil bastards didn't bother to tell me?" tamaki exclaimed in disbelief, pointing a finger at the both of them. how could they? his precious childhood friend was sick at home and he didn't know?!

"sorry milord-" kaoru announced with his shoulders still raised, "-but you're always talking to yn-" hikaru joined, "-how were we supposed to know you're not asking her about her well-being?" they delivered the finishing blow together.

what were these lame jerks insinuating? 'not asking about her well-being'? what did they know? just as he went to respond with his usual barking, he stopped himself to instead text you on his own for the first time in a while. not that he noticed.

the twins looked at their king with a confused and weirded-out expression on both their faces, before glancing at each other and shrugging again, already disinterested. kyouya had long gone back to his work and so the twins walked to an empty sofa in an almost isolated area of the club, lying on top of one another to give a nice view to whichever client was into it.

about six minutes of pure silence passed between the two before kaoru's phone buzzed; a text from his mum.

the twins read the text simultaneously, with hikaru raising an eyebrow at its contents. they looked back at the slender boy texting you on his phone at the other end of the club, confused about his behaviour.

"seriously...?" hikaru quietly asked kaoru, referring to the text, only to be met with the other's puzzled expression.

as for the half-and-half boy, his fingers were anxiously tapping kyouya's table and awaiting your response to his message.

tamakiii ♥♥♥♥: Hey darling! Is everything alright? I heard you didn't come to school because you're sick. I thought you just didn't feel like coming. Why didn't you tell me?

he didn't know you let out a deep sigh at his text, even if it was three days late. it gave you hope - false hope. that he'd started to pay attention to you again. maybe being distant worked-

tamakiii ♥♥♥♥: want me to come over?

the question felt natural to him, you always visited his home but seldom did he ever visit yours. since you were sick, it made sense that you wouldn't come over this time.

yn>.&lt; : arent u busy rn tho lol

your name on his phone had obviously been put there by you, his choice of emoji had been party hat for some reason.

"be serious, what does that even mean, tamaki?" you'd asked him one day during a break from your studying in his room.

"you don't like it..?" he pouted like usual and you rolled your eyes.

"here. that's better." you handed him his phone back with a new 'yn >.<' as your contact name.

tamakiii ♥♥♥♥: I can just come after club activities.

wait, he was actually coming? after two months of your only contact being through your rendezvous? it worked?! it actually worked?!

you thought of how to answer him.

at your lack of fast response, tamaki thought of ways to help you feel better through your illness.

'aha! eureka!' tamaki's head echoed.

tamakiii ♥♥♥♥: I'll bring some commoner snacks we can enjoy too! Commoners have incredible food to help alleviate illness!

tamakiii ♥♥♥♥: What are you even sick with, anyway?

of course.

commoner food, of course.

haruhi's food.

yn>.&lt; : lol no its fine i dont want u to get sick. ill just c u at sxhool yn>.&lt; : school* yn>.< : doc said its just a cold but yk w my asthma n shit

tamaki was thoroughly disappointed with your response, what did you mean 'you didn't want him to get sick'? you'd never cared if you caught his cold.

his heart raced with worry, and he decided he would stop by anyway. knowing his next appointment was approaching, he speed walked over to the newest host.

"haaaaruuhiiiiii!" he waved his hand to her and her two clients, smiling widely with all of them smiling back at him.

"yeah? what is it, senpai?" haruhi looked up at him from her armchair.

"sorry to intrude-" he runs his hair through his locks - an action that you told him the ladies would swoon over, "-but i was wondering, do you have any recommendations for commoner food that sick people can eat?"

"...are you serious?"

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PART 1 My Hero Academia/Boku No Hero Academia Eraserhead/Shota Aizawa: Black Coffee and Honey Suckle https://www.tumblr.com/burnyouwithacigarettelighter/726757749793456128/practice-absolutely-does-make-it-perfect?source=share Whoops, guess it just happened https://www.tumblr.com/littlesniggy/656445387566153728/omfg-i-was-looking-for-this-fic?source=share [No Name] https://www.tumblr.com/arcanao/709810030356135936/just-speechless?source=share An Eye for an Eye https://www.tumblr.com/weebsinstash/188970887567/an-eye-for-an-eye-yandere-poly-erasermic-x?source=share Exerpt from Eden https://www.tumblr.com/shibaraki/730659022816051200/excerpt-from-eden-aizawa-shouta-synopsis-the?source=share Blissfully Ruined https://www.tumblr.com/tired-teacher-blog/711156846246920192/blissfully-ruined-characters-aizawa-fem-reader?source=share Heartache https://just-my-fandom.tumblr.com/post/652040523910119424/heartache-shouta-aizawa-x-pro-hero-reader Feeling Unloved https://www.tumblr.com/bluemoondust/689160811327963136/feeling-unloved?source=share Subjugation {1} https://www.tumblr.com/artemis32/694912632418975744/subjugation-i?source=share Subjugation {2/Last} https://artemis32.tumblr.com/post/701249462396420096/subjugation-ii Dress https://www.tumblr.com/touyaz/655920106257465344/dress-pairing-aizawa-shouta-x-gn-reader-word?source=share Present Mic/Hizashi Yamada [No Name] https://novasdarling.tumblr.com/post/658624767282266112/hihi-can-i-have-some-present-mic-yandere [No Name] https://myherofuckademia.tumblr.com/post/189299715108/yandere-present-mic Babied https://writerbyaccident.tumblr.com/post/627567953251057664/babied-yandere-present-michizashi-yamada-x [No Name] https://animeyanderelover.tumblr.com/post/670024941057540096/hizashi-yamada-no-one-else-makes-me-feel-this Souvenir https://writerbyaccident.tumblr.com/post/621954979763290112/souvenir-yandere-present-michizashi-yamada-x Shh https://echo-of-sounds.tumblr.com/post/621301373289562112/shhh [No Name] https://squishytenya.tumblr.com/post/622457561594167296/hizashi-with-a-reader-whos-a-famous-popstar Are you okay? (Platonic) https://sleepybutwriting.tumblr.com/post/613705652804665344/are-you-okay-fatherlyyamada Quieter for you https://lordsister.tumblr.com/post/183545875144/quieter-for-you-present-mic-x-shyreader Lunch Break Tease https://talpup.tumblr.com/post/654559527983874048/lunch-break-tease-present-mic-x-reader-lemon All Might/Toshinori Yagi: Only You https://aithorin.tumblr.com/post/654391050503323648/only-you-all-might-x-reader-18 [No Name] https://www.tumblr.com/thefiery-phoenix/729922333289103360/yandere-all-might-headcanons?source=share So Strong https://www.tumblr.com/s0apysm1les/692428145417142272/yandere-all-might-x-reader?source=share Movie Night https://www.tumblr.com/asce-of-hearts/657524843108057088/howdy-could-you-write-a-yanall-might-x?source=share [No Name] https://www.tumblr.com/beigehearts/659188074274865152/toshinori-yagi-all-might-yandere-how-he-kidnaps?source=share [No Name] https://www.tumblr.com/yanderesleepybutwriting/621593148073902080/headcanons-for-my-hero-academia?source=share [No Name] https://www.tumblr.com/yanderesleepybutwriting/621229376383713281/headcanons-for-my-hero-academia?source=share A Horrible Mistake https://www.tumblr.com/seiyasabi/186268834103/a-horrible-mistake?source=share Target on your back https://www.tumblr.com/writerbyaccident/623041825559773184/target-on-your-back-yandere-toshinori-yagi-x?source=share Love https://www.tumblr.com/heroes-r-us/181335531625/love-yandere-all-might-x-reader-mha-x-reader?source=share

[lixis-sin-cauldron]

A Birthday Treat [Eraser Head | Shouta Aizawa]

Rating: Explicit 18+ content MINORS DNI.

Pairing: Shouta Aizawa (Eraser Head) X fem!reader

Word Count: 3.3k

Kinks and Warnings: noncon, somnophilia, teacher/student, drugged references.

Summary: Aizawa takes Mic's advice about giving himself a treat for his birthday.

Can also be read on Ao3 here: A Birthday Treat

Big thank you to the @lemons-does-nothing​ for beta reading this. Feel free to reach out to them if you need a Beta too!

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"Shou, you’re supposed to treat yourself on your birthday!” Yamada whined as Aizawa again turned down his suggestion of a birthday celebration.

“Not interested.” The fatigued instructor replied, shutting the bedroom door in the blonde’s face. 

He could still hear muffled words from Yamada trying to argue through the door as he returned to his desk to finish that night’s workload. It was an argument that repeated itself annually and, while sometimes the loudmouth won, Aizawa had zero interest in being dragged around this year.

As the night drew darker, it seemed Yamada was respecting his choice and did not return to continue his birthday debate. At least for now.

As he finished his work, Aizawa sighed, leaning back in his desk chair as he stretched. Glancing at his phone showed that midnight had passed some time ago, indicating it was now Aizawa’s official birthday. He already knew to expect further protests when morning came, but for now, he was able to enjoy the silence.

Treat myself? He laughed at the thought, arm resting over his eyes, there is nothing I have any inter- an image appeared in his mind, contradicting the incomplete statement. There was one thing Aizawa was very interested in. Swallowing at the passing imagery, he attempted to bury it by reaching for his phone to browse for something to distract the thought process that had begun.

Zipper undone and member in hand, he did his best to relieve himself as he watched some preferred videos, breath heavy as he pumped his fist but nothing met the particular itch his brain had this night. With a defeated sigh, he released his aching shaft and stared at his ceiling. What he wouldn’t give to have something real around his cock right now. Lips… soft hands… the warm, wetness of-

“Fuck.” He growled into the empty room, eyes shut tight as he fought the craving he felt. The urge building within.

Yamada’s words flashed into his mind once more as he fought his irritation, his breathing calming as he considered them.

“Treat myself…” he glanced at the balcony of his room and his face went dark with resolve as he fixed his pants and stood, “why the fuck not.”

He moved quickly, taking only a few minutes to reach his destination from the facility dorm. Not wanting to try and explain why he was out so late or why he was moving towards a third-year dorm.

Or how he knew that the lock of a particular balcony door for one room had yet to be fixed. 

Or exactly why he knew that the student in that particular room used sleep aids...

It was best no one caught him to ask such things he thought as he stared at the lovely woman sleeping soundly in her bed, unaware of the teacher standing over her.

Aizawa was silent as he watched the object his recent obsession affection rest, taking in the shape of the form molded around her by the blanket. As if in reaction to his stares, she shifted and the cover fell away revealing the large t-shirt covering her upper body, her chest moving gently as she snoozed.

He could feel his growing arousal as he watched her pert breasts rise and fall. Leaning on the mattress with a knee, he discreetly tugged at the blanket and guided it until only her feet were hidden. To his delight, the tee had ridden up as she slept; revealing the delightful pattern on the panties that hid her treasure from him.

Resisting exploring the new sight, his gaze drifted to her shirt and began to guide its fabric up to reveal more. His breath struggled to remain steady as his fingertips trailed across her skin as he adjusted the shirt's position, watching as more of her flesh appeared.

He snapped away as she shifted in her sleep again, but he returned gingerly as she settled. Hand hovering as he finished his objective, he took in the sight of her bare chest moving in tandem with her breath, begging for his touch. Licking his lips, dry with anticipation, he carefully - almost delicately - brushed his fingers across the tender mounds. 

As the tips of his fingers brushed across her nipples, the peaks began to harden in response. He sucked in a breath at the reaction, yanking his hand back to cover his mouth. Taking a deep breath through his nose, he considered how he should proceed.

While he wanted to take the time to explore every inch of the darling student whose existence had consumed his every thought… he didn’t have that luxury. With no idea how heavy her sleep was or how long her medication would last, she could be awoken by his actions at any moment. He had come this far, it would be a waste to get caught - to ruin everything - if he didn’t get to have some fun.

Now calm, Aizawa leaned closer to cup a breast, massaging the ample flesh while his finger danced the edge of her bare tips; enjoying the sensation of it hardening from his touch. Once he was sure that wasn’t enough to awaken her, he dared to do more. The bed creaked as he came to lay next to her, hand moving to cup the far breast while he blew a subtle breath of air against the aching tip of the nearer one, evoking a nearly muted moan from the woman.

Eager to hear more from his lover, he encapsulated the delicate point with his mouth and sucked gently. His tongue circled the nub while his hand caressed the other tip.

He was nearly ready to erupt right there, finally enjoying her almost enough to send him over the edge. Yet he fought the urge, releasing his mouth from her, looking up at her sleeping face. She had begun to blush at the stimulation he provided which brought a smirk to his lips.

Deciding to press his luck further he released the soft hill, gliding his fingers back down between her legs, slipping underneath the elastic band of the cotton undergarments. A question that had burned in the back of his mind was answered as he felt the curls that carpeted her warmth.

Head resting against her breasts, he relished the exploration of the downy mound until he felt wetness on his fingertips. A struggled groan from the sleeper came as a finger slipped into the slick folds, touching the sensitive nub that was nestled within them. He teased it; circling, rubbing, and pressing against the heat of it. Her breathing became more ragged as he continued. Beneath heavy eyelids her eyes moved, her lips parting to let out small but sweet moans. 

Eyes still on her face, Aizawa captured her nipple in his mouth once again and added to her arousal, desperate to hear more.

Her legs twitched at his encouragement, unconsciously spreading for more. He was happy to abide by the request, his fingers moving from the twitching bud to her depths. He began with a single finger, easily slipping his middle digit into the damp entrance, feeling the pulsating walls of her insides cling to him eagerly.

As he pumped his hand rhythmically within her he concluded that he wasn’t leaving until he filled her properly. No matter the cost.

One finger became two as he began to work on her, spreading her with his fingers to ready her for what would come next. Her body quivered as he found certain spots reacted more than others and soon his pace increased. His lips detached from her breast to readjust for easier movement and to watch her face as he plunged into her, his thumb doing its best to rub the swollen bud above her entrance.

Finally, to Aizawa’s delight, her hip bucked against his hand as her insides tightened around the fingers, threatening to keep them. Her velvet walls shuddered at the release. His breath shook at the feel and sight of her ecstasy, his pants as tight as possible as his body responded to the show.

He withdrew from her slowly, watching for any sign that she was waking up. To his relief, and amazement, she did not stir, chest heaving from the orgasm. He would need to find out her prescription for himself. 

It took all remaining self-control - as little of it as there was - to not rip the thin barrier from between her legs and thrust into her for his own relief but the best course of action was to give her body time to calm down, she would be far too sensitive right now and that could easily wake her. No, he would take a little more time to enjoy her body before he opened his real present.

A low whine came from the bed as he repositioned himself above her as if a cat were crouching over its prey. Fighting the urge to make her suck his fingers clean after toying with her, he instead used his clean hand to grip her chin and position her face to plant soft kisses on her lips, face, and neck. He wanted to enjoy the unspoiled taste of her before he moved on to his next goal.

Once satisfied, he repositioned again; balancing his weight carefully, he sat over her chest while making sure not to apply any pressure. Once sure of the position, he unzipped and reached into his trousers. Purposely using his sullied hand to coat himself in her, he withdrew the swollen member which twitched at the cold air of the room as it was exposed. Precum dripped happily down the shaft, no longer impeded by anything. 

He stroked himself slowly, happy to have some relief from the agonizing pressure that his pants had caused him. He made sure to hold himself just right so he could feel her breath, which had begun to calm, as he stroked. Making sure not to press too hard, he guided the tip to kiss the sleeping girl’s lips. 

A low groan escaped Aizawa as he felt her tenderness and he did nothing to stop the sound, almost wanting her to wake up so he could shove into her mouth to keep her from crying out at the sight of one of UA’s teachers hovering over her with his cock out. However, she didn’t stir as he traced her lips, coating them with his clear liquid.

Curious to see just how far he could go, he guided himself to the part in her lips and applied pressure. There was resistance but soon they parted and the head of his manhood slipped inside. He shuddered as the flesh surrounded the tip, although he could not go too far as he met with the barrier of her teeth he didn’t mind as he angled himself to slide into the pocket of her cheeks. His hips ever so slowly as he pumped into her jaw.

He wanted so badly to reach down and guide her mouth open so he could slip inside, feel her tongue encircle his shaft, the warmth of her throat. The mere thought mixed with the feel of her made him pull out, panting and holding back the urge to cum. As good as it may feel to use her mouth, he had to hold back from his release just a bit longer. He had a goal and if he came now, the clarity of what he had done would drive him to run before fulfilling it.

Needing time to calm down before he blew, Aizawa sat on the edge of the bed and considered his prey. Her face needed to be cleaned off of any remnants of his indulgence, her breast was a bit red but that would fade before morning, and obviously, her clothes would need to be put back once he was done. Nothing else caught his eye as a potential indication of his visit as he created the mental checklist.

Once he had settled down enough to continue his fun, he removed the blanket completely from her and positioned himself between her spread legs. With delicate movements, he took hold of her panties and began to slide them off. Carefully lifting one leg to remove its hold, he left the garment clinging to the other. 

He swallowed at the sight of her legs spread before him, her womanhood exposed. He wanted to play more, to feel her quiver against his tongue and taste her as she came over and over. Yet he knew it was either that or what he really wanted, he wouldn’t be able to handle more with how worked up he was.

Any reservations Aizawa may have had about his current actions faded away as he withdrew the foil package from his pocket. He cursed as it crinkled loudly whilst being opened, even though he knew by now that it wouldn't wake her. Stuffing the wrapper in his pocket, he sheathed his engorged flesh in the rubber. As much as he would prefer to feel her properly, the evidence he would leave behind would be far too obvious.

His body quivered with anticipation as he adjusted himself to prod at the dampness between her legs. Sliding his length up and down her moist slit he counted himself in her dew, grazing the aroused bulb as he grinded. While lube was preferable, it hadn’t been something to consider in his unusually irrational mindset as he rushed from his room. Covering himself in her juices was the best alternative to avoid hurting her. The last thing he ever wanted was to hurt his beloved.

When he was sure he was suitably slick, he directed his head to her dark haven and began to ease himself into her; one hand holding his girth as he guided it while the other hand pressed into her thigh, holding it to assist with his access. A sigh of delight escaped him as her warmth surrounded him, her body tensing at the intrusion. Allowing a few moments of bliss at the penetration he began to slip slowly, inch by incredible inch, inside of her until he felt the end of her depth and could proceed no deeper without causing pain by pressing against her cervix.

“Fuck…” Aizawa moaned in elation as she encompassed his manhood, pulsing and shivering as it tried to accommodate the unknown object. After who knows how long of lusting after her, he was finally one with her, feeling how truly perfect for him she was. 

Now he was inside, he lifted her legs and held them together with one arm, having them find purchase against his shoulder. The action caused her to squeeze tighter around his manhood and encouraged him to continue. Once her legs were secure, he moved; withdrawing himself as much as he could handle before his need propelled him to enter once more. His hips rocked at an agonizingly slow pace as he pumped in and out of her, he stared with adoration as her body swayed oh so tenderly in time with his movements.

Her breasts bounced gently with the rocking and the erotic scene of it only elevated his lust at the sight. He leaned forward against the angle of her legs, pushing them towards their owner, and put his weight on his free hand as it rested near her sleeping form and began to increase his tempo. 

Heavy panting came from the teacher as he fucked the sleeping student, moans and whispers of unintelligible words of affection escaped his lips, his eyes fluttering as he began to lose himself in the feel of her. She trembled as small bouts of pleasure rolled through her as he used her body.

Her shallow breathing began to match his ragged tones as moans slipped from her mouth, darling whines, and soft squeaks of ecstasy as her body reacted to him. Her brow furrowed as her sleep-addled mind tried to process the feelings he was invoking; the bed began to creak as his motions increased and pressed deeper into her, kissing her deepest parts with his cock.

Any fear he held of rousing her no longer mattered to him, he wanted to see her face flush from the bliss he was filling her with. To see her eyes wide and glazed as he plunged into her with abandon. As her face contorted in her sleep, unable to comprehend how her body felt, he wanted to comfort her.

“It’s okay,” he purred in a quiet voice, “it's me, you’re safe.” He moaned, her name tumbling out alongside the reassurances from him as he thrust into her.  Her feet waved above them in his arms as he started to lose his control, falling into the feeling of her heat enveloping him to wring every drop of his love.

Finally, after all the withholding, Aizawa allowed himself release. His body shuddered violently at the feeling that had been denied for so long. A sharp gasp ripped itself from his lips as he climaxed. His head hung as he shook, a black curtain of hair swayed as he let the electricity of it move through him. Beads of sweat rolled down his face, a few drops fell on the exposed chest of the woman he arched over. 

As the feeling subsided, he stared at his slumbering lover and then sighed as he finally leaned back, relieving the pressure of his weight against her quivering legs as he moved and shifted them to lay beside him while he was still inside her tender flesh. 

Combing his fingers through his tangle of hair he brushed the mess back over his head and took in the sight of the woman he had just violated. Her chest heaving, face flush with feelings she couldn’t understand, wet from his sweat and her womanhood drenched with arousal. A momentary glance at the ceiling and a deep sigh of personal resentment, he cautiously pulled from her, careful to keep the overflowing rubber attached as he did so. Once clear of her, he stepped off the bed quickly and entered the bathroom attached to the dorm room. 

Once removed from his tired member, he tied and pocketed the used condom before grabbing a washcloth and returning to the bed.

As delicately as he could, Aizawa wiped down the victim of his abuse and returned her clothes and cover to their original locations. After a final glance around the room to ensure no evidence of his presence remained, he exited quietly while making a mental note to push the maintenance request to repair the lock to high priority.

The next morning Aizawa was doing his best to ignore his friend’s expected berating for refusing to celebrate as they walked to the main building for the day. It was an easy enough task to ignore the leather-clad hero’s ranting due to the overwhelming pounding of his heart filling his head. Anxiety and fear filled him, alongside acceptance, of what he was sure to come as they approached the building.

As they walked, Aizawa’s eyes instantly caught the form of his desire approaching encircled by her typical group of friends. Her group showed no reaction to the sight of them besides the standard greeting towards their teachers.

“Good morning, Aizawa-sensei. Present Mic-sensei.” She spoke, giving the warm smile that made his heart skip whenever he saw it. She gave no sign that her view of him had changed.

The pair replied in kind to the greeting and continued their stroll, Yamada returning to his argument happily.

“I’m just saying-”

“Fine.” Aizawa agreed, cutting Yamada’s tangent off.

“H-huh? Really ?” He asked excitedly, having never once gotten his friend actually to agree before.

“Yeah, whatever…” Aizawa glanced back at the group of students as they drifted away, “I suppose you’re not completely wrong. Treating myself on my birthday isn’t the worst idea.”

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3K follower Boba shop event-My hero academia edition

Inspo:bestbakubros

Guidelines 

Start: March 1st 2023 End: March 20 2023

Please submit all request in the form of asks

Order:

Size

Base

Flavor

Topping

Dessert 

Please let me know what gender or pronouns you want for the reader

(Click to zoom in.If you're having difficulty reading anything you can find them in text format under the cut)

Size:

Small-Headcanon

Large-Imagine

Base:

Milk tea-fluff

Green tea-angst

fruit tea-Smut

Flavor:

brown sugar-Shoto todoroki

Matcha -Izuku midoriya/Deku

Strawberry-Mina ashido

Green Apple-Tsuyu asui 

Orange-Tenya Iida

Lemon-Denki kaminari

Lychee-Eijiro kirishima

vanila-Mezou shoji

Plum-Kyouka Jiro

Peach-Momo Yaoyorozu

Taro-Tamaki Amajiki

blackberry-Fumikage Tokoyami

Mocha-Dabi/Toya todoroki

Watermelon-Himiko Toga

blueberry-Tomura Shigaraki

Mango-Hawks/Keigo takami

Coffee-Shota Aizawa/Eraserhead

Caramel-All might/ Toshinori Yagi

Banana-President mic/ Hizashi Yamada

Pudding (flan)-Fatgum/ Taishiro Toyomitsu 

Lavender-Hitoshi Shinso

acai-Gang orca/Kugo Sakamata

Coconut-Mirko/rumi Usagiyama

Passion Fruit-Vlad king/Sekijiro Kan

Raspberry-Mei Hatsume

Topping:

Boba-Gender neutral

Popping boba-Female 

Jelly-Male

Dessert:

Croissants- “You look really good in my clothes”

Pie- Short quick kiss,followed by pulling them in for a longer kiss

Macarons- “I love you”

Éclair-“You’re the most beautiful being on the earth”

Cannoli-hero x villain

Tarts-“Come back to bed”

cheesecake- "why did you do that?" "Because I love you!" 

Sponge cake-“You’re the only person I want to spend my life with”

Brownie-Cuddling 

cake pop-Sick 

S’mores-Birthday

Strawberry Shortcake-“This reminded me of you”

Gingerbread-“Can I kiss you?”

Honey Bun-“I know you had a bad day, so I made you cookies”

Churro-“You promised!”

Cinnamon Twist-Praise 

Cookie Dough-Patching  them up 

Cotton Candy-Wedding

Caramel Apple-“You lied to me” “I did” “You told me you loved me” “I do”

Caramel Popcorn-spy

Carrot Cake-Fake dating

Cookie Sandwich-“What if someone sees us?”

Waffle-only one bed

Crepe-“I’ve never kissed someone before”

[adminbryantsaki]

Basil

Luna! Naga! Hizashi Yamada x Beta! Reader.

(I do not own My Hero Academia or the characters within. Anything associated with that fandom belongs to Horikoshi Kohei. This story belongs to my 2023 Spice-tober collection. I hope you enjoy. If this story isn’t your cup of tea, blend of spices, or brew of coffee move on. Reader discretion is advised.)

TW: sex scene, A/B/O, oviposition, aphrodisiac usage, stomach bulge, monster fucking.

WC: 969

You came back to the log cabin that you and your boyfriend lived in from a grocery run to find that all the lights were off, except for the fireplace which was lit and sections of candles were also lit, giving the place a romantic vibe. You sniffed the air and picked up a faint scent of orange, lemon, basil, and cinnamon. That meant the candles were ones to help cover up the scent. You set your bags on the counter and began to walk around the room, looking for your mate. “Hizashi? Where are you?” You called out, guessing he was hiding somewhere since he had slipped into his rut while you were out.  You sensed something slither around in the darkness of the living room and saw his green eyes illuminated by the flames of the fireplace along with some of his features.

“Right here, my love. I wondered where you had gone.” He spoke in a deeper tone than his normal one. He emerged from his hiding spot and slithered over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. He pulled you close and kissed you on the mouth. You could smell the strong scent of oranges and cinnamon coming off his neck and you knew at that moment you were in danger. He pulled you close to his body and before you could react, you felt his fangs pierce the skin of your neck and a warm feeling begin to spread throughout your body, reaching to every tip of your fingers and toes. You fell limp against him and he carried you into his den and laid you out on the thick and warm blanket he used to line the bottom of his nest and he pulled your pants down. You looked down and watched as he kissed down your stomach and leaving a bite mark on your inner thigh before he went down on you and eat you out. Since he had given you a dose of his aphrodisiac and being a Beta made you more susceptible to being temporarily but fully paralyzed but in a state of bliss, he had used this to his advantage to bring you to his den so he could ride out his rut in you. You felt waves of pleasure coursing through your body until you felt your body tense up and Hizashi drank up your cum before he sat up and licked his lips and smirked. Your eyes widened and he propped himself over your head and he kissed you deeply. You kissed him back and he pulled away from you just enough that you could watch as his dual cocks slip out of their pocket and line up with your hole and tease your entrance with the tips.

You glanced down and looked back up at him, giving him an approving signal, allowing him to slide inside of your core. You let your eyes roll into the back of your head and you shut your eyes, allowing another wave of pleasure coarse through your body. He began to thrust, eventually allowing his knots to pop onto your pussy and become stuck. He let out a hissing groan of discomfort and tried to move a little but he couldn’t. With this, he kissed you and let out short and quick thrusts to let his clutch of eggs fill your womb. With these thrusts, you could see the tip of his larger cock poke up against the wall of your uterus and under your belly button. He let out quiet groans as he felt the eggs go through his cock and into your womb, pausing when one slid through and dropped down, hitting against one of the other eggs and growing warm, filling you up slowly until his full clutch was in you and made you swell to a size that made you look about six months pregnant already. But Hizashi wasn’t done, he still had to fertilize the eggs. He shuddered when the last egg dropped into you and he kissed you deeply after it had joined all the other eggs in your over stretched womb. “Good little beta. You took my whole clutch this time. Are you ready to have them fertilized?” He asked in a spoke in a husky tone. You let out a quiet moan as a bit of the aphrodisiac was beginning to wear off. Hizashi slid up to your neck and bit your again, giving you a fresh dose of the aphrodisiac, making you fall quiet once again and you looked up at him.

“Can’t have you getting away from me now, can I? I need you to be nice and full for me and I’d hate for you to get loose.” He spoke and kissed you again before thrusting more into you, until his knots slipped in a little farther into you, making you clamp down on his cocks and he released his entire load into you with a groan of relief. He stayed inside of your core for a moment before he pulled out and laid next to you, wrapping his tail around you and passing out. You looked over at him and moved a bit to get comfortable and rub your stomach to help with the soreness of your stretched out skin. You eventually let yourself relax enough to fall asleep as well, letting Hizashi’s scent of oranges, lemons, and basil help you sleep. The end.

[fantasydaydreamers]

Pro-Hero Lingerie Pt.2

Summary: Continuation of PART 1

Words: 2,316

Warning: Semi-Lemon Headcanons/Mini scenarios

Author's Note: I recently received a lot of asks for more characters so I just decided to combine them into a part 2. I should have included All Might and Sero in this but I'm not going to go back and delete the posts I already made just to make a new one.

Suneater

Tamaki wasn't the most outgoing person, in the beginning of your relationship, but he did what he thought would make you happy. The more you two were together, the more he came out of his shell and didn't get flustered easily. In fact, it's gotten to the point where Tamaki can take control in the bedroom, making you realize how sexy he can be when he's dominant. However, you missed hearing his stutters and shyness so from this release, you hoped to hear them again.

→ What it looks like: It's a cute purple lace romper with a plunging neckline. The part covering your breasts is lace detail and the detail stops where the plunging neckline stops. From there, a small black ribbon with a bow separates the top from the bottom. The bottom half of the neckline is a see-through mesh that is flowy against your thighs. The back is crisscrossed with the adjustable straps in a keyhole detail.

You rushed home, knowing that Tamaki was on his way home too and you hoped to beat him there so you can surprise him. Sighing in relief, you were the first one home and you hurried to go get changed in the bedroom. Just as you were slipping the on the lingerie, you heard the door open.

→ His reaction: "(Y/n)! I'm home!" Tamaki called out to you cheerfully. "Welcome home! Can you come help me in the bedroom?" He hears you call out to him in response and he starts to walk towards the bedroom. "Are you ok- o-oh." He stops and stares as you sit on the edge of the bed innocently looking at him with your head tilted. There's that shyness. Standing up, you walk towards him and grin, watching that blush start to grow on his cheeks.

You lean up and kiss his cheek softly. "Do you like it? I dressed up for you, Tamaki~" You purr up at him, staring into his eyes. Tamaki gulps and nods, his hands shaking as they move to the bottom of the romper, rubbing your thighs through the mesh. "I love it...are you trying to t-tease me, (Y/n)?" His eyes darken slightly and you bite your lip trying to savor what control you had left. You shake your head innocently, moving to run your hands down his chest. Suddenly, Tamaki grabbed your hands and pinned them behind your back, forcing your chest out. "T-that's not playing fair, sunshine. You said you needed help, but since you're not playing fair, I don't think I should either."

Shinsou

It was early in the morning when you heard about the release. Shinsou was laying next to you breathing softly, the warm rays of sunlight entering through the cracks of the blinds. You were happy to see him finally able to sleep soundly, something he never did when he was a hero in training. The hard work he put in made him both physically and emotionally tired making him sometimes sleep in later than you. Today was the day you two both had a day off together, so you were excited to spend time with him. Although hearing about this release, you thought it would be fun to surprise him when he wakes up. Slipping the covers off, you slowly get out of bed to get changed to leave and buy the lingerie.

→ What it looks like: It's a three-piece set. this first piece is a black satin underwire bra with a little purple bow in the center. The second piece is a black panty with lace detail adorning the front, teasing what is underneath, with another little purple bow at the top. The last part of the lingerie is the garter belt stocking fishnets. The top of the fishnets have the same lace detail as the panty with the little purple bow in the middle of each one. 

Picking up the set, you hurry and check out hoping that Shinsou is still asleep. You carefully open the door and close it behind you, not hearing any noise in the kitchen. Sighing in relief, you tiptoe down the hall and peek your head in the bedroom seeing Shinsou still sleeping soundly, hugging a pillow to his chest. You smile and head to the bathroom to change before heading back to the kitchen to surprise Shinsou with breakfast.

→ His reaction: Shinsou woke up to the delicious aroma of bacon, eggs, and coffee. With his eyes still closed, he turned on his back and yawned deeply, stretching his arms and legs to rid himself of drowsiness. "Good morning, Hitoshi~" He heard you sing entering the room. "Good mor-" Shinsou had opened his eyes when he replied but stopped, seeing you place a platter of food and coffee on the nightstand. In that.

Shinsou sits up in bed and smirks as his eyes trail over your body slowly. "Oh? What do I owe for the room service?" Pretending to think, you walk over to the edge of the bed, kneeling on it as you begin to crawl towards him. "Hmm...do you like your surprise?" Shinsou watched you intently as you straddled his hips, the small smirk on his face making heat grow in your stomach. Your arms come to wrap around his neck as his hands come to trace along the garter belt, his fingers teasing under the straps. Shinsou hums and leans in to kiss your neck up to your ear. "Surprise? This is such a naughty way to wake me up, (Y/n). Am I awake? Looks like I need to make sure I'm not dreaming."

Eraserhead

You were at home waiting for Aizawa to get back from UA when you heard about the release. Surprisingly enough, Aizawa still worked as a teacher and with every new year, students came in with such strong quirks and great pro-hero potential, that you haven't seen him much lately. Especially lately with The Provisional License Exams coming up, he's been extra stressed out trying to get his class ready. Deciding to surprise him at the school and help him relieve some stress, you go to pick up the lingerie.

→ What it looks like: It's a black two-piece set. The top is a caged bra with a high neck top and an open net-front. The bottom is a mini garter skirt with a criss-cross opened detail at the hip. The piece also comes with matching thigh-high fishnet stockings to clip to the garter skirt.

The lingerie had a mature vibe to it and you knew Aizawa would be pleased. You stopped home to change into the piece, hiding the surprise under a trenchcoat. You were about to walk out the door when you pass the collar, handcuffs, and cat ears that were apart of his sex toy release. Gasping, you quickly put the collar on, and pop the collar on your trenchcoat to hide it, and place the handcuffs and cat ears in your pocket. Slipping on a pair of stilettos, you walk out the door giggling.

→ His reaction: It was late and Aizawa was still sitting at his desk shuffling through the hero intern forms, getting them ready for after the Provisional License Exam. He paused to rub the bags under his eyes, drained of today's activities. Every year the students seemed to get more and more out of control making him feel he was getting too old. He got up and stretched walking towards the door to go get a coffee from the teacher's lounge.

When you arrived, you opened the door to Aizawa's classroom and saw he was missing. Humming in confusion, you start untying the trenchcoat and toss it over one of the desks before pulling out the handcuffs and cat ears. Putting the ears on, you spin the handcuffs around your finger and walk over to Aizawa's desk, leaning against it waiting for him. On cue, Aizawa walks through the doors and stops when he sees you. Slowly and unblinking, he steps into the room and shuts the door behind him, locking it. "(Y/n)..." You pout sweetly and place the handcuffs down on his desk, strutting over to him. "Master, I came to check on you." Aizawa met you halfway as his eyes roamed your body, his hand moving to undo his shirt. He rested his hand under your thigh, just under the bottom of your mini skirt, teasingly brushing up the curve of your ass. "My little kitten...what a surprise. I should punish you for coming here dressed like that. Would you like that? Over my desk? Be a good kitty for me and maybe I'll give you a reward."

Present Mic

Being in a relationship with Yamada was nothing you ever expected. Before you were together, he tried all of his tricks to win you over, and when he finally got through to you, he personality calmed. It's been years since the two of you have been together and Yamada had just recently expressed his desire to start a family with you. It was a pleasant surprise to find that Yamada was ready to settle down, considering his loud personality. You were excited for the two of you and what better way to try than to spice things up a little?

→ What it looks like: It's a simple but sexy black bodysuit with a thong cut. The bodysuit itself is fully laced with ruffled sleeves and the fabric around the thong cut is ruffled as well. It has underwire support and wrapped around that is a yellow ribbon that has a big yellow bow between your boobs.

You had bought the lingerie earlier and you were currently waiting for Yamada to get home. The idea of starting a family with him made you nervous but excited. Looking back down at your outfit, you hoped that him seeing you like this would get him riled up. Anxious, you begin fixing your hair in the mirror.

→ His reaction: Yamada walked through the door and was about to call out to you when he stopped himself, not wanting to get into the habit of yelling if he wanted to start a family with you. He was trying to prepare himself now so he could properly take care of his future child and not cause you so much stress. Instead, he closed the front door and decided to look for you. Pushing open the bedroom door, his jaw dropped.

"(Y/n)?!" How Yamada managed to keep his voice down, you'll never know, but you jumped and whipped your head around in shock. "Oh! I wasn't expecting you to be this home early. I was going to surprise you." You bashfully held your hands behind your back. Yamada stalked toward you and tugged at the bow between your breasts. "So you're serious then? You want me?" He questioned, staring into your eyes. You nodded. "I'm serious if you're serious, Yamada. I want to start a family with you." Yamada growled and lifted you up by your ass caring you to the bed. "Prepare yourself, (Y/n). I'm going to get you pregnant."

Endeavor

When Enji took over the number one hero spot, he became even busier than before. You were proud of him, but you missed those nights when he would come home late and cuddle you until he fell asleep. Now there were some nights he didn't even come home. You were touch deprived and hurt that you two didn't see each other often. Enji was never one for words and more of an action type of guy, but you knew he was missing you too. Just the other day, he sent a huge bouquet of roses to your job, surprising you. Sighing, you glance down at your phone at the release announcement, trying to figure a way to surprise him back. 

→ What it looks like: It's a two-piece set. The first and main part is a dark navy blue long mesh dress that hugs your figure with an intricate lace border detail. The dress is slit by your hips on the sides to show off your legs and a little bit of your ass, leading down to just reaching your ankles. The second piece is a simple thong that goes underneath the dress to cover yourself, however, it is optional.

You went to pick up to lingerie anyway excited by the design since you knew Enji preferred more of a classy look. Coming home, you were still thinking of a plan as you went in the bedroom to change. You could still dress up as you thought about an idea, right? Just then your phone buzzed with a text.

My Number 1: Thinking about you x

You smirk thinking of a plan.

→ His reaction: Enji sat back in his chair at the agency longing to come home to you. Yes, he was finally the number one hero, but he had someone now he wanted to take care of and spend time with. That's why he had pulled out his phone to send you a quick text that he missed you. He had just put his phone back down when it buzzed again and he picked it up excitedly.

Baby Doll: -1 image attachment- 

Confused, Enji opened the text and his eyes widened in shock before he smirked, leaning back in his chair. 'Thinking about you more ;)' was titled under the picture. Enji admired your pose in the floor-length mirror, his eyes zoning in on you biting your lips. He growled and stood up, grabbing his things and walking out the door, determined to take the rest of the day off. Opening his phone in the elevator he sent you another text.

My Number 1: You better be ready when I get home, (Y/n) and leave the outfit on. I'm going to show you exactly what I was thinking about.

OTHERS:

Original

All Might

Cellophane

Ingenium

Phantom Thief

Tsukuyomi

Gang Orca, Midnight

[tainted-wine]

Honorable Mention

I heard @lemonlordleah-shinzawa-kitten​ SOS signal to all Hizashi fuckers and I have responded accordingly. Sorry for being late to the party!

Words: 1.4k

Warnings: None, except for spoilers for the current arc.

The interview room was warmly furnished in a way to make guests feel at home, not like they were in a professional setting. The beams from the sun were perfectly aimed to make the smiling hero’s face glow. Attractive, and quite distracting. 

It was all going fairly smoothly so far. Hizashi held no animosity toward anyone for missing out on the Top 10 Party. Every question about his personal feelings on the matter was answered with something along the lines of “It’s nothin!”

“Not gonna lie, I’m bummed that I don’t get to wear the steampunk outfit they had planned for me. Have you seen the design? I would’ve had an entire phonograph attached to my neck!” He laughed and slapped the armrest of his plush chair. “But it’s not like I wasn’t there, I was the one announcing the winners. That’s what I do best!”

You nodded as you scan your list of planned questions. “That’s true. Your presence has always been there, especially in the anime.”

“Exactly! Who else is gonna call out new characters and explain their quirks? That role is for me and only me, baby!”

“I agree, but after the work you’ve put in during the War Arc, many of us believe that you deserve more love. Especially after your infamous DJ Punch.”

“Ohohohoo,” Hizashi chuckled lowly at the pleasant memory. “Now there’s something I want! A few more right hooks to that doctor’s jaw. Sometimes screaming just doesn’t cut it, ya know? I’d rather get a little more hands-on, ‘specially when things get...personal.” His expression flashed into something darker, but the mysterious thought appears to leave his mind as quickly as it came.

You ignore it and stay on topic. No need to make this interview heavy or distressing in any way. “It was a very pleasant surprise for us, seeing you get up close and personal like that. I never pegged you as the physical type.”

He shrugged. “I hear that all the time, but come on, what do you guys think I do when I can’t use my super hazardous quirk? Do you think I just stand there and commentate?”

Well, when he puts it like that... “My apologies, I suppose it just never crossed my mind.”

He held up a hand to halt any rising feelings of guilt. “No worries, listener. I don’t mind my reputation as just ‘The Announcer Guy’, it makes things all the more satisfying when I see the shock on a villain’s face after I bust his nose.”

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Frankly, the interview wasn’t nearly as passionate and bitter as many were definitely hoping it would be, but you didn’t want to antagonize the friendly hero for the public’s entertainment. If the poll results didn’t bother him, then that’s just how it is.

After shaking hands, you both stood up and straightened yourselves out. You uttered a “thanks again” to him before taking your clipboard and pen, but Hizashi speaks up the second you take your first step toward the door.

“Y’know, it’s not that hard to throw a decent punch.”

You turn to him. “Is that so?”

“Yeah. How about a free lesson in exchange for a nice clean interview. I appreciate it!”

That’s...well, you had things to get done, but, “Alright.” Your interest in Present Mic wasn’t just an act put up for the sake of the interview. You're a genuine fan that isn’t going to pass up the opportunity to personally learn something from him.

The hero gently took your things and placed them to the side before taking his place right in front of you. “Okay, go ahead and take a swing at your boy.” His arms opened up, waiting patiently for your attack.

You shifted awkwardly, unsure of the proper way to punch, so you just ball your hand into what you believe is a decent fist and weakly shoot it forward.

A gloved palm stops it before making contact, his grip gentle yet firm. Emerald eyes examine your fist closely — it all has goosebumps forming on your skin for reasons you don’t know. Or at least you don’t think you know. “Not bad! Always make sure your thumb is on the outside and your fingers curl into your palm. Gotta take that impact without damaging your hand. Try again!”

You withdraw your hand and take his advice, positioning your fingers like he told you before launching another strike. He catches it again, this time with a hum of approval. “Ya wanna hit me with your knuckles, not the flat of your fingers. Turn it up and try again!”

You do just that. Another punch, another quick lesson.

Hizashi gets closer than you ever imagined, those talented hands positioning your hips and shoulders at more appropriate angles. “The power comes from your whole body!” He states before motioning for another go.

This isn’t at all how you planned to spend your break after the interview, but you had no complaints even as you exposed your clumsiness to the renowned hero. He was a teacher, after all. You just didn’t expect him to be as proficient at teaching self-defense as he was with English.

“So,” he starts up while casually catching your fists. “How did you personally feel when I punched Dr. Douche in the face?”

The question makes you pause, but a quick gesture from Hizashi urges you to keep going. “I...well, it was admirable.”

More than that. The raw fury emitting from the normally carefree man when he charged Ujiko was...enticing. Exhilarating.

It was hot, alright? It was pretty hot, but you weren’t going to tell him that.

“Thanks! Good to know that breaking jaws gets people pumped! I’ve heard a bit of feedback from my dear listeners. Some found it shocking, some found it kinda sexy.”

Well shit.

“I can understand that.” It left your mouth before you could even think. Why the hell did you even comment on that, you idiot?

Hizashi quirked an eyebrow and grinned. “Can you, now? Give me your two cents on it.”

Your stance falters and you almost fall forward during your next swing. You thankfully catch yourself before he can do it for you. That would’ve made matters even more awkward. “That’s—of course, it’s common to find sudden aggression in an otherwise friendly person attractive.”

“Is that what it is? I just gotta do less screaming and beat more faces in so that the ladies will find me hot?”

“Of course not! You’re always—”

You stop yourself.

Whoops.

Hizashi lowered his shades just enough to give you the smuggest look that has ever graced his face. “Always what?”

Shaky stutters and darting eyes are your answer. Desperate to ignore the heat rising in your face, you fire a punch that’s much more powerful than intended.

Even with the added speed and force, he sees it coming and not only catches it, but sends your entire world spinning when he pulls you forward and twists your arm until you’ve completely twirled around with your back pressed against him. It all happened so fast that you didn’t even notice the startled squeak you made.

Your wrist is being held tightly against your lower back. The breath from his chuckle can be felt against your ear which is way too close and you might melt. “Uh-oh, someone just got a hold of you!” He exclaims in a fake panic. “How do you get him off?”

Shut up, brain. That probably isn’t what he meant.

Wanting to escape his grasp before he notices the effect he’s having on you, your free arm whips back with the limited amount of room it has, hoping to knock him back and loosen his grip, only for him to catch your other wrist and wrap your arm around the front of your body.

“Yikes, that didn’t work either!” The bastard had you trapped, his hold getting tighter every time you squirmed. You should probably stop because he’s only getting closer, his chest rising and falling against you at a much slower rate than yours. “Looks like you’re in trouble!”

One minute you were having a professional conversation with Present Mic. The next, he’s giving you a free fighting lesson. And then the next, he has you completely subdued and pressed against him.

And with his voice low enough to make your body shake, he speaks right into your ear again.

“I think you’re pretty hot too, listener.”

[totallyawr1t3r]

Yandere Oc stuff [Short]

Just which groups would share their darling with each other, and be in a Poly relationship in a way

My Homicidal Kids, Haru, Red, Luke, Emma and Dan. Of course, Haru and Dan would fight over their darling attention, and love but they would still share them. Red would be the main one in charge of this, and what Red says goes by the whole group. Emma, and Luke would be the chill Yanderes in this group, with Luke acting motherly to them and Emma just being really sweet to them.

My other Homicidal Kids, Jessica, Rose and Kevin. They're a wonderful team when it comes to their darling, and there's barely any Jealousy in the group. Jessica is the main one because she's the responsible one, and has the ability to wipe their darling's memories if needed. They also make sure Kevin doesn't accidentally lose control of his curse, and take a bit out of their darling. [Kevin is a cannibal.]

John and Cheat ofc, A lovely poly relationship. They'll just be a lot more overprotective of their darling and wouldn't necessarily care if they aren't the same level of crazy in love as they are.

Phoenix and Olivia are another good poly one, Olivia is the main one that shows her yandere traits for both her darling and Phoenix. While Phoenix is more the relaxed Yandere but is somehow worse.

While with Phoenix and Vaz, both of them are pretty chill with their darling but Phoenix would be morr attached and protective of her darling and Vaz.

[kinkyacademia]

For Lady Lucifer! Can I please have some headcanons of Present Mic and Gang Orca (separately) with a S/O who's usually quiet and reserved, and how they would go about making them scream the hero's name in bed? 😈🔥🔥🔥 If you don't write for Kugo, then just Hizashi is fine. Thank you! 💗

hello i am lady lucifer, i has big red tritant in demon hell yes meJk on a real note, Lucifer passed this onto me b/c it had Sakamata in it and I said I’d try my hand at him.Warning: Explicit content. Lemon.

-Mod Pasta🍜🍝

Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic)

🔊Hizashi adored you. Everything about you-especially the parts only he knew of. He enjoyed getting to be the only person who could get a reaction out of you. Your stoic expressions would twitch and transform in bed, but one thing he had never gotten you to do is scream. You would whimper, gasp, moan, even groan, but scream? He’d made you cum three times before and the most he got was a mumbled yes and a bit of spazzing. He was as loud as loud can get in bed and out of bed and really anywhere for that matter - how could he get you to scream?

🔊Maybe three wasn’t enough! He tried going for five, but after four you claimed that they were starting to hurt, so he stopped and had a mini existential crisis that led to him going to the soundproof room in the house and screaming until he cleared his mind. Wait that was it!

🔊The next morning he dragged you into his special soundproof room. Technically you weren’t supposed to be in there since he was capable of breaking eardrums, but today was all you, “I have work-” He stopped you there. This would be worth it.

🔊Everything was for you. He brought a vibrator (He loved the crimson blush you tried to hide whenever he got you a new toy) and placed it on the couch before pulling his hair back into a messy bun. After all, things were about to get quite messy.

🔊He noted that you were a bit louder in this room. After a full round of eating you out and using the vibrator at the same time (With a surprisingly focused face, you mentioned), he pressed his body against your own, reminding you that no one could hear you. You could let go and nobody would know about it.

🔊So you did. As he plowed you into the couch, doing everything he could to make this all about you, you moaned loudly. You got louder, and as you did, it brought a purr to his chest.

🔊“I’ll getcha a treat if you say my name,” He nibbled on your earlobe, then bit into your neck, eager to leave a love bite. You gasped, then covered your mouth and moaned his name. Fuck, that nearly made him release on the spot. His body was so hot, sweat gleaned off of both of your skin, but he held back for you. Soon enough he saw your orgasm coming. Your skin flushed, you went to cover your mouth with your hands, and your legs clamped around his body. He wouldn’t let you cover your mouth this time - he wanted to hear it. He needed it.

🔊“H…Hiz… Hizashi!” You shouted, and your second orgasm of the morning snapped your hips against his own. He could finally let himself go as well, being unable to hold back after your lewd scream. A triumphant grin lay across his face as he got up, checking the time on his phone.

“You better get a move on, (F/N)!”

Sakamata Kuugo (Gang Orca)

🐟He loved the stability you provided in his hectic hero life. You never faltered for a second, but he also knew you had emotions, they were just buried deep in your placid expression. Sometimes they peaked out when he would make love to you so carefully, so gently. He was a giant after all, and he didn’t want to accidentally hurt you.

🐟Perhaps that was what made him think you were holding back: he was too. Sometimes he had to take a break when his animalistic instincts told him to bruise your hips and leave you dazed. He hadn’t even asked your opinion on him being rough: after all, at heart he was a kind man.

🐟“What’s you opinion on how I am in bed?” He didn’t get much of a response other than that you liked it. But he wants you to love it. He took another bite of dinner before clearing his throat, “If I… was rougher, would you mind?” He saw a glimmer of interest in your eyes as you turned to him, giving him another calm and collected response. You told him that you loved him and would try anything for him, but he could sense the excitement in your voice. He had loved you long enough to pick on your subtle cues.

🐟After your dinner, he took you as desert. He ate you out over the counter top, picking you up and handling you like a rag doll. The expressions and sounds you made were so much more intense than usual, it was music to his ears. He wasn’t done, however. He didn’t want to actually break your hips, of course, so he picked you up bridal style and brought you to the bedroom, leaving your dishes on the table. They were tomorrow’s worry: he was focused on you.

🐟He applied generous lubrication to his member before picking you up and placing you on his lap. Usually you two did missionary - it was easy, traditional, but he was strong enough to hold a car. He placed you down, then gave a test thrust up. Your gasp of surprise was indicative enough: this position brought you both a lot of pleasure. His large hands enveloped your waist and he was bringing you down to his thrusts, going as deep as possible. You couldn’t find a proper grip on his chest, and ended up grabbing his biceps, admiring how they contracted every time he mercilessly brought you down for more bliss.

🐟“I… Love this, K-Kuugo,” Your voice was hoarse, and you were panting like a dog. His expressions were hard to read despite how openly he displayed them. You could tell he was grinning ear to ear.

“Me too,” Apparently he still had a lot of stamina left to go, his voice was even and gleeful, “I liked that.” You asked what he meant, and he requested for you to say his name again. You moaned it, and he trilled in delight.

🐟When you came for the first time, you gasped and let out a strangled shout. It was so much more intense than usual, and lasted longer than you expected. Your shout morphed into his name, “Kuugo!” You brought his own climax quickly when you did that, and he buried himself inside of you, now breathing heavily. You were finally able to put your head on his chest, the rubbery skin now thick with sweat. He sighed happily, whispering sweet nothing into your ear and asking if you needed anything.

🐟He got you a glass of water and a hot towel, apologizing a few times for how he manhandled you. You had to thank him - it was the best sex you two had ever had. Both of you agreed it was your best in your entire life, “We should do it like that when we’re ready for kids,” That was for sure.

P.S. I asked Pasta if they wanted this one because I wanted you to have the best of both worlds my Little Rogue, seems as I don’t write for Kuugo.

~Lady Lucifer🐾🐾

[imagines-forthe-soul]

Is there still room for this?? If so, small scenarios for the Adult Trio (Aizawa, Hizashi and Toshinori) being sent nudes by their fem s/o and them asking for the men to send one back? Pls and thanks.

Toshi’s is rather long but it’s totally not because I love him like fucking crazy

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Fic type: Naughty

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Aizawa Shouta:

If there was one thing that was certain in this man’s life, it was that he hardly ever used his phone. It was honestly it seemed as if he had never been introduced to the technology, being completely unaware of the reality that everyday people had small rectangular devices in their pockets that let them communicate and interact with other from distances away. Not even his closest friend knew he had a phone for a good while until Aizawa checked it for a message you had sent him once. It was the only time he ever picked up his phone and actually interacted with it. He had you give yourself a special ringtone on his phone for whenever you called or texted him, letting him know that it was you before he even dared to pick it up. So, upon hearing the little chime of bells that came from his phone, he picked it up, looking at his notifications to see what you had sent him before he responded.

‘Photo message from Kitten’

For a moment he wondered when you made the time to change your name to that, but in the next moment he was opening your message, prepared to see your shared cat Shadow or something harmless. His breath turned to stone in his chest as an image of you dressed in only a pair of black lace panties popped up on his screen, your bare breasts hanging exposed for him to see, a single hand reaching up to prod at your slightly parted lips, glossed over with what he could only hope was that fruity lip gloss you knew he loved. His eyes were glued onto the imagine, drinking in how beautiful you were, the way your body was shaped, the way your skin seemed to glow even in such dim lighting. He could see himself tarnishing that very skin with various forms of love marks, but before he could get too deep into his thoughts, another message from his not-so-innocent Kitten popped up under the photo.

“You left me too soon this morning…I’m so cold and lonely. I wish you were back here to warm me up…but I know you’re busy, so in the meantime, why don’t you send me something that’ll warm me up?”

The stone he had once felt in his chest had now turned to hot magma as he read your message, imagining you sweetly your voice would say those words. A sly grin formed on his face, fingers tapping away at the screen of his phone before he pocketed it, his grin only growing at how frustrated he pictured you getting over his message. Before he got back to his work, he made sure to turn the volume of his ringtone up as he awaited more messages from you.

“It was pretty naughty of you to send something like this to me when you know I’m at work, Kitten. You know being naughty doesn’t get you what you want, so you’re going to have to make it up to me.”

Yamada Hizashi:

Hizashi loved to text and scroll through different social media feeds. He loved seeing new memes and sending them to you when he thought there was something you would find funny. If you were being honest, you loved it too, but what you didn’t love was the fact that he would send you memes and text you during his work hours. On multiple occasions he had even told you that he was texting you all to avoid work, and more often than that, Shouta and Toshinori would ask you to tell him to stop goofing off during work so that he could get things done. You had tried going offline on certain social media as to discourage him from texting or messaging you, but he would call you instead if he couldn’t get you on anything else, chatting you up in a way that made it hard for you to close the conversation and end the call. You were almost at your wits end with how to get him to stop goofing off and texting you during work before you remembered a very important fact about Hizashi; he loved bribes. Offering this man a gift or prize would be a surefire way to get him to get his mind into his work and get it finished, and you knew just what you had to offer him for him to take it seriously. So one day, before Hizashi could even send you the first of  many texts for the day, you had beat him to the punch.

‘One video message from My Bodacious Babe’

He was more than happy to have you text him first that day, opening your message without second thoughts, hoping that you were sending him a meme or some funny video that would become your weekly inside joke. However, that was far from what he actually got. Instead, as the video played, he witnessed your hands roam your naked body, teasing different areas of yourself that even he knew usually drove you crazy. He could hear your soft little pants and whimper as your fingers teasingly glided over the soft folds of the pussy he loved to smother his face in. His entire body felt as though it were being pulled back and pushed forward at the same time, making him fidget in his seat as he felt himself grow so hard and heavy in his pants. Just as he thought you were about to slip those gorgeous fingers inside of you, you panned the camera up, showing him your flushed but smirking face.

“If you want to see more and later get in on this action, you’ll have to get today’s work done, okay, baby? I’m sure you can do that for me. When you’re all done work, you can come home and I’ll even do that thing you like. See ya~”

Yagi Toshinori:

It was a well known fact that Toshi was easy to fluster. The simplest of compliments could make this hulking man burst into a flustered frenzy, cheeks red and mouth trying to find the right words to thank you but only sputtering and having his words trip over his own tongue. You found this to be all too cute, often teasing him for getting so embarrassed about being praised and complimented. Often times you would give him little compliments when he was doing his work just to see him unravel into a warm mess of a man at your kind words. However, the real icing on the cake was seeing him come undone by your more raunchy compliments and words of praise. The mortified yet intrigued expression that would form on his face at your lewd words would send you into a fit of giggles every time. He made it too easy to tease him in such a way, but you always made it rather interesting with the ways in which you would tease him just to see him flush shades of red deeper than any fire. You had worn his clothes and nothing more to surprise him when he got home, or whispered sweetly scandalous things in his ear. Hell you had even done the lingerie under the trenchcoat act on him. All of these stunts had gotten their desired reactions from Toshi, filling you with satisfaction. However, there was still something you had yet to try, but you were sure that it would really put this poor man six feet under for how much blood would inevitably leave his brain and travel down south.

“New Image Message from My Dear Lady”

Now, Toshinori, being the innocent man that he is, never expects your little schemes and acts to make him nervous and giddy. So when he received a message from you, he was more than happy to stop what little work he was doing at the moment to speak with you, but no words could slip past his lips at what he saw. The image was of you, his beautiful and stunning partner, stripped of your clothes. One hand held the camera as you took the picture, angling it in the perfect way that made your breasts all the more alluring. Your plush thighs were pushed together, but Toshinori could see the small sliver of yellow peeking out between them, none other than the dildo you had custom ordered to match his hero costume as well as his size. If the image wasn’t enough to already make him feel as though he was melting, the voice message you sent him afterwards would do the trick. Hesitantly, he would let it play, putting it on the lowest volume for only him to hear.

“Toshi…Toshi…yes~” His ears were hit with none other than the beautiful symphony of your moans, calling out his name, begging for him, needing him so desperately. White dots sprinkled his vision the longer he stared at the image and voice note you had sent him, his mind becoming a haze of warmth and white strings all tightening together, pulling his thoughts every which way. The hard press of his cock against his pants made him grit his teeth, and - as if you had some cosmic connection to him - you sent him another voice note, one that would give him almost everything he craved in this very moment. He pressed play.

“Toshi… I want you… I want to see you… and feel you.. Please.”

Faster than he could save 30 innocent lives, Toshi’s hands disposed of his pants and boxers, pulling them down farther than he needed to, letting his hard cock spring upwards and slap against his clothed stomach as he fumbled to hold his phone steady in his hand to snap a picture and send it back to you.

Wanna see some other shit I’ve written?

[kacchaneatsass]

NSFW headcanons for your babe Hizashi???

YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!!!!!! THIS LITERALLY MADE MY DAY!!!!!! 😭😭😭 my gay ass is so in love with this man and no one can tell me anything else ever

WARNING! WARNING! NSFW! PURE EYES MUST TURN BACK!!

This boiiiii

Ugh

Such a slut honestly

Always trying to get in your pants

Like

Constantly

You're at work? Cool, he doesn't give a crap

Sends you dick pics while you're both at work and you don't know how his students havent caught him by now

Before your first time together he never pushes it

Yeah he drops the all too casual cheesy pick up lines and innuendos

But never dreams of pushing it with you

Suuuuper slow and gentle your first time

Wants to make you feel good

After that though?

No going back

Hard and fast for this boi

Though he LOOOOOVVVEEESSS going down on you

He just loves seeing your face twist and loves hearing all the little noises you make

Plus, according to him, you taste hella good

Hes fucking loud

Like

HEEEEEEELLLLLLLAAAA loud

He always blames it on his quirk but you know its just him being loud

Open to trying anything

He's into some weird shit though, but he wont push it if you're not comfortable with it

Bondage, spanking, breath play, orgasm denial, edging just to name a few

He really does love you though and he makes sure you know it every single time

Will carry you to the bathroom when you two finish and run a bath, cleaning both of you up

Once you make it back to the bed though? He's out like a light and snoring like a freight train

Love you Hizashi

Best boi right here

[bizmuth101]

Exhibitionism 

Kinktober Day 3 

Yamada Hizashi (Present Mic) x male! Reader

You and Mic had been dating for a while, the loud blond male always managing to bring a smile to your face when you needed it most. 

You weren’t exactly a teacher at UA, but you were a substitute when needed and a former general education alumni. You had a pretty minor quirk and were nowhere near being able to call yourself a pro hero. Yet, somehow, you’d managed to get Yamada as your boyfriend and it still amazed you. You let a small sigh pass your lips as the bell for the students lunch break chimed and you made your way to find the eccentric blond. 

You tapped on his door politely before stepping in and finding Mic’s room empty except for him. You smiled softly seeing his back turned to you taking the opportunity to sneak up behind the other. You wrapped your arms quickly around Mic’s waist resting your head on his shoulder and gently blowing in his ear. Mic jumped and squealed at the scare making you chuckle. 

“It’s just me, babe.” Your voice chimed softly as you kept your arms around the other. 

“(Y-y/n)!” He pouted seeing you smirking softly. “So mean. You scared me.” He turned in your arms, his face red, making you smile.

“Yeah, and you made a really cute sound.” You teased lightly kissing his cheek which only worsened his blush. 

“Ah... n-not at school.” His voice dropped a little quieter and he looked around as if someone had seen them. 

“Aw, but no one’s here. Everyone else is at lunch.” You pulled the other closer and let your forehead rest against his. You stood only an inch or so over him, Mic’s spiked hair the only thing giving him more height. “Am I not allowed to show my amazing and loving boyfriend my affections?” You smiled as you looked at the other removing his sunglasses so you could better look in his eyes. 

“N-no that’s not... that’s not what I said.” He muttered face flushing more. 

“Good.” You hummed and gently leaned into his lips. He tended slightly but quickly relaxed in your arms. 

Being a teacher and a pro hero Yamada was almost always busy with something so affectionate moments like this were rare. 

“(Y-y/n), we shouldn't be here.” He was very flustered and it showed as your hands trailed up his back. 

“Well I miss you. What could a little kissing hurt?” You spoke softly against his lips pressing your lips together once again. This time Yamada made no move to pull back, instead melting into your touch and gladly kissing back. It seemed he was just as desperate for attention as you were. You smiled into the kiss not thinking much as you gently stepped forward letting Yamada land on his desk behind him, his arms wrapping around your neck gladly. You felt the rumble of Mic’s voice as he hummed against your lips tightening his grip slightly around you. 

You couldn’t help when an idea popped into your head as your hands rested on Yamada’s hips pulling his hips forward against yours. Your head tilted slightly as you kissed him letting your movements deepen a little. You could tell Mic was a bit apprehensive, but he wanted this too, even if the location was a bit odd. 

Your fingers gently gripped his hips as you let your tongue run over Yamada’s bottom lip and he gladly parted his lips letting you slip inside. You could hear the sloppy noises your kisses were making and honestly all it did was make things worse, your pants beginning to feel a bit tight. You heard a small sound from Yamada as he seemed to notice and he pulled you closer, his hands tangling into your hair as he continued to kiss you deeply. You let out a deep hum, your hips rolling teasingly forward pulling a soft groan from the both of you. As your bodies slowly began to move together you pulled back from the kiss panting softly as your lips attached to his neck earning a whine from the male. You chuckled as you tugged the fabric of his costume out of the way to gently kiss and suck spots on his neck. 

The male squirmed beneath your touch as you continued leaving marks along his neck that only you would know of once his costume was replaced. 

“(Y-y/n)!” His voice was a bit louder than likely meant but he couldn’t really help it. His quirk made him loud enough and you were suddenly realizing how fun of a challenge it was going to be to get Mic to keep quiet. You chuckled and rolled your hips teasingly holding the other against you as you felt the tent in his pants growing as well. 

“Looks like someone’s enjoying themselves.” You teased the male softly, letting your hand move between you pressing against the tight bulge in his pants. He groaned and his hips rolled against your hand as he held onto you. You let out another chuckle as you kissed him again, your hands moving under his top moving clothing out of the way as you pressed him back gently onto his desk sending a few papers scattering over the floor. As you opened up Mic’s top you looked over him, kissing down his chest slowly, your lips pausing to tease his nipples which you knew to be all too sensitive. You chuckled as you watched him arch his back, his hand flying to cover his mouth as he moaned. The sound alone made you groan as you gently sucked one of the perk buds pulling off with a satisfying pop before carefully biting the other pulling another moan from the male. 

“(Y/n)~!” He moaned your name while trying to keep his voice down panting and whining already, his hips rocking up into the empty air. 

“Hush now, Hizaki. You wouldn’t want someone to hear you would ya?” You purred as your eyes looked up to his while you kissed further down his chest and stomach stopping at his hips to nip gently the spot where his hips jutted out on either side. 

“P-please, (y/n), it feels good...” His voice was still a bit louder than a whisper and you couldn’t help but move further down, your fingers hooking under his pants tugging them down with his boxers. 

“If you keep talking so loud like that I’ll start to think you want us to get caught like this?” You smirked as you looked down at his hard member seeing it twitch at the thought. You laughed deeply as your hand wrapped around the base stroking him gently, your face resting only a few inches from his cock. “Or is that what you want? You want to be caught like this?” You taunted the male making him moan as you kissed up his shaft, licking the drop of precum from his slit making him shiver and moan again. You watched as the other struggled to keep his voice down your lips parting as you took him in your mouth and began bobbing your head. 

“(Y-y/n)!” Your name left his mouth loudly as he gripped the edges of the table, his face burning with embarrassment, unable to understand why he felt so good knowing he could get caught by anyone, maybe a student or even one of his fellow teachers. You slowly bobbed your head around him sucking hard to pull moans from him. You hummed around him as you moved your fingers to carefully tease his entrance while you continued to bob your head. You were getting desperate hearing his moans and your jeans were growing to be far too tight. As you continued your movements you carefully slipped a finger inside the other then another and another slowly stretching him while you sucked his now twitching cock. You groaned as Yamada tugged and pulled at your hair while you curled your fingers inside of him. 

After a few more moments you pulled off of him with an open mouth leaving a string of saliva connecting his cock and your mouth. You licked your lips with a smirk as you let him catch his breath while you stood up and moved a bit to release your own cock. 

“You're such a good boy for me, Hizashi~. But I’m sure after that you’re ready for my cock?” You purred as one hand gently stroked your cock and Yamada let a whine leave him nodding as he looked up at you. 

“P-please~?” He whined as he looked up at you, legs already shaking, his pants hanging off one of his legs, top open to reveal his chest. You couldn’t say no when he looked at you like that and you smirked moving forward and pulling him toward you leaning into him to whisper in his ear. 

“Then roll over for me, baby~.” Your voice was deep as you bit his earlobe making him tremble beneath you. He gladly listened rolling over on his desk so that his feet were on the floor and he leaned over the desk, his ass in the air for you. You watched in awe as you quickly lined yourself up at his entrance teasing his hole to pull more of those sweet moans from him. You watched as his hands gripped the table and you slowly pressed in. He tensed as you entered him and he moaned out. You chuckled and smirked as your hips snapped into him and a loud moan left the male. 

You leaned forward after the sound echoed in the room and you covered his mouth hearing voices outside the room. You kissed his neck and hushed him feeling the male tighten around you. Yamada shook beneath you and you smirked as you started moving, paying no more mind to the voices. Yamada bit his lip, fingers digging into the desk as you slammed your hips against his hearing the voices grow distant.

Once they were clearly gone you pulled almost all the way out before slamming back into Mic hearing him moan as you nailed his prostate. 

“Such a good boy for me, you were so quiet!” You praised the other softly as you continued to fuck him, groaning deeply as you moved inside him, the other tightening with every mention of his loud moans. “Did you hear how close they were? They could’ve heard us in here. Can’t you imagine? What if they’d opened the door with you like this? Can you imagine your precious students seeing you like this? Your boyfriend’s cock buried in your ass.” Your voice was deep as you growled out your words into Yamada’s ear. You hadn’t expected your words to have so much of an affect on the other as he suddenly arched his back letting out a loud moan and tightening around you. 

“C-cumming~!” It wasn’t much of a warning as the other tightened around you more and came over the front of his desk painting it with white ribbons. You felt your own member twitch watching the scene play out in front of you and after a few more rough thrusts your hips snapped forward and you came as well, deep inside the other. 

The room now smelled of sweat and sex as you slowly and carefully pulled out of the other, panting heavily. He whined as you left him and you chuckled looking over him. 

However, suddenly, Yamada rolled over with a  wide and lidded smile looking at you and raising one leg up with his hand under his knee to show you the mess you’d made of him, the toes of his other foot barely touching the ground beneath him as he whimpered. 

“Is that all?” He smirked at you and you suddenly had the feeling this wasn’t going to be the last time this happened.

[fwhypmic]

ichiro x reader

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request for @lunarrin

" oi oi oi oi , let's get this party starteddddddddd , " ichiro slurred with one bottle of alcohol in his hand and the other pointing at his classmates . it was his 21st birthday and his friends wanted to throw him a party but they didn't realize he was such lightweight considering his first time drinking . you didn't want to go but your friend dragged you here , the only reason why you knew him was because he was your childhood first love , you had to move and this was the first time in 10 years seeing him once again but him in his drunk state .

ichiro started to chug more and more until the bottle was half empty , his eyes were getting droopy until he started to climb on the table , all his friends cheered him on , rooting and yelling , he started stripping . he took off his shirt then started to unbuckle his belt , his friends suddenly stopped cheering and started panicking , they tried to get him down but he slapped them away . they tried once again and he finally got down except he kept struggling in one of his friend's arms . while ichiro struggled , " does anybody know where this guy lives ? he's seriously getting out of hand , i want him to have fun but he's way too drunk and fucked to keep him handled , " his friend sighed , your friend raised her hand and pointed to you , " this girl right here is actually his childhood friend , " you looked at her as she nudged you , " i could call one of his brothers so they could get him instead " you answered , his friend just nodded his head .

as ichiro was sat down with three guys around him just encase he would go wild again , you stepped outside of the bar and called jiro , since you still kept contact with him without his brother knowing , you knew he would pick up . three rings , he finally answered , " hello ? " you heard his deep voice as you answered back , " hey jiro , uh are you currently busy right now ? ichiro is drunk at a bar and i don't know how else to take him home , " he sighed , " sorry y / n , me and saburo are currently at an away camp " you heard a little voice in the back , " what happened jiro ? " jiro answered back and explained , the voice gasped , " ah really ? can you send me his address then ? i'll take him home myself then , " you answered back , " i will , be safe with him and watch out on the way home also , his keys are in his front pockets if the apartment is locked without his fingerprint , " jiro replied , you hummed , " okay , thank you so much jiro ! say hi to saburo as well , have fun at camp you two , hope to see you soon ! " you heard a goodbye and a faint ' protect ichi - nee ! ' the phone hung up as you giggle a little .

you went back into bar and saw that ichiro had fell asleep on the chair , his friends were taking care of him . as one was fanning him and the other had a glass of water in his hand , one of them saw you come back and wave to you to come over there , as you went over . his friend patted you in the back and mouthed ' good luck ' , they handed you ichiro , his arm around your shoulder . ichiro suddenly woke up but he wasn't as wild , he just rubbed his eyes and walked with you , " oh by the way , we called you guys an uber ! " his friends shouted , you nodded and you walked out with ichiro . he was still a little drunk so , it was quite hard to hold him and walk in a straight line but the uber was out there waiting for you two . both of you got in the ride and you gave the driver an address and she nodded , as she started to drive , you could feel ichiro falling asleep .

he was dozing off , right and left until he put his head on your shoulder and you blush a little as he put his hand on your thigh as well . four minute past , the driver stopped , you thanked her and paid the amount that was needed before exiting the car . you shake ichiro and he woke up but barely , he was still tired but he had enough energy to leave the car and put his arm around your shoulder as you walked him to his apartment that he shared with his brothers . you remembered jiro's advice to get his key from his back pocket but as you reached for them , ichiro's hand grabbed yours . he smirked and he pressed his thumb on to the fingerprint pad , once it opened , he grabbed you and pulled you inside .

he closed and locked the door , you both were standing in the doorway , he looked at you , " ichiro , what's going on ? " you questioned him , he didn't answer and he pulled you into a tender kiss , " i've been meaning to do that for awhile . " you blushed deeply as he started kissing you again . he started to move his hand up and down your body , you shudder a bit , as he pulled away , he lifted you up in his arms and started walking towards his bedroom . he placed you down gently on the bed and admired you , " fuck , you're so beautiful " he nuzzled his head in your neck , " i really wanna do it with you " he looked back at you and his face was flushed , you just nodded you head then smiled .

he kissed your lips softly , he moved to your neck and slowly started sucking , you moaned as he whispered into your ears , " you look so gorgeous under me . don't hold back your moans princess , i want to hear you " you blush deeply as he moved futher down . he removed your shirt and unclipped your bra , he sucked on your breast then sucked harshly on your nipple , he did this a few time on each boob then he started to move down even futher , he got to your skirt and removed it slowly , as he got to your panties , he teased you .

he guided his hand down your clit and he moved his fingers in a circular movement , you softly moaned as he removed your panties , he stuck one finger up you , you gasped . he thrusted in and out , " ah , you're so wet " he looked at you , you both locked eyes with each other as he put another finger in . he moved up to you while he was fingering you , he pulled you into a deep kiss . he bit your bottom lip causing you to open your mouth a little for him to stick his tongue in , he swirled his tongue with yours . you gasped once more as he thrusted his finger in more to the point where it reached your g - spot , you pull away from the kiss and came onto his fingers . he slid them out and chuckled , he licked your cum off , " you taste so sweet " you blushed even more and you covered your face with your hands , he pulled them off and he pecked your cheek .

he took off his shirt revealing his hard abs , you ran your hands up his stomach , he groaned while you started to feel around him , he continued to take off his belt and drop his pants . you looked at his private and you could see his bulge , you widen your eyes and wonder if it was going to fit in you , he kissed your forehead , " i'll go easy on you considering it is my first time " his sentence stopped midway and you looked shocked cause this was your first time as well , " guess we're both each others first " you laugh a little .

he smiled at you as he removed his boxer , his hard on slapped his stomach and as he started to position himself at your entrance , you felt his tip pierce your wet area . he entered slowly starting with his tip , you winced a little but he just grabbed your face and pulled you into another kiss mouthing ' it'll be okay , my darling ' . his dick fully went in , he waited for you to adjust before you nodding and him finally slowly thrusting in and out . it was pleasure and pain at the same time , he kissed you again , his movements were slow and passionate . he pulled away from the kissed and interwined your hands with his . he started to move a little faster as you moaned his name , he sucked your neck and started to leave marks , he thrusted in and out deeper and deeper every pace . you were moaning like crazy , he filled you so nicely , your guys first time was really going to be a night to remember .

as his thrusts got sloppier and sloppier , you put your arms around his neck and legs wrapped around his waist , he thrusted faster and harder , all you both could hear was skin slapping against each other with loud groans and moans heard from the both of you . you and ichiro were close to your limits , " fuck , i'm gonna cum " you moaned out with those words that came out of you , his thrusts were sloppier more then before , " cum with me , babygirl " he whisper into your ear . more thrusts came into place , as you and him came , you felt his hot fluid in you and ichiro pulled out of you , before you could catch your breathe , " i love you " ichiro said as his eyes closed and he laid right on top of you .

you were surprised and blushed deeply as you softly pulled him off of you , you got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to wash yourself before grabbing ichiro's shirt from the floor and wearing it . you went back in bed with him and laid next to him as you did , he turned back and held you close to him , you were to the point that you could hear his heartbeat . your eyes drooped and you fell slowly to sleep with ichiro holding you close .

[ the next morning ]

it was 10am , ichiro woke up first and for his surprise , he woke up with his arms around your waist , he was so shocked as he yelled , " e - e h , why is my childhood first love in bed with me and we're naked ? " for the whole world to hear . [ to be continued ]

[ sorry for the long wait and i’m very sorry for disappointing you with this horrible s m u t but honestly i had fun writing it lolololololololol anyways hope y’all enjoy even though it really is b a d also thank you lunarrin for the request ! also , scenarios will come soon after the jakurai imagine that i was planning to finish ]

[heroloverangel]

Radio Star

Mic and his radio producer have some fun on the job.

“Alright listeners! I’ll be right back after a quick break from the sponsors!” The other occupant in the room shoots you a thumbs up and clicks off the speaker. You quickly finish queuing up the next hour of content for his show from your production table before passing him a bottle of water. “Thanks, babe. You’re the best,” he flashes a brilliant smile at you and you feel your heart beat a little faster in the small studio.

Most people would be annoyed working the night shift at the station, but you’ve always loved it. You were a natural replacement when the former producer for Put Your Hands Up Radio abruptly quit, complaining about a lack of sleep and ear trauma. For his part, Present Mic was overjoyed to have someone so enthusiastic on his side, and had been sure to mention it along with the fact that you looked really great in that shirt, what were you doing later? It hadn’t taken long after that for the two of you to start dating. Rather than being a distraction on the job, your new relationship only seemed to help you two work seamlessly together.

Yamada pats the chair next to his and you move over to sit beside him, taking a long drink of your coffee. One long arm wraps around your shoulders as the other hand hits the microphone button, voice booming with energy to announce the next song. You lay your head against him, a stray strand of his hair tickling your cheek. He doesn’t usually bother wearing the hero garb so late at night, and tonight’s look is just basic jeans and a t-shirt, his long hair pulled into a messy bun. Your eyes fall on the clock; it’s just after three in the morning.

“You wanna get breakfast after this?” you offer once he’s done and lounges back in his chair.

“Sweetheart, you know what I wanna eat,” the answer comes with a suggestive eyebrow raising over his glasses. You roll your eyes, a snort of laughter escaping you. His hand rests in your lap to rub your thigh through your skirt. “What are you wearing under this?”

“Hizashi...” you warn feebly, heat rising to your cheeks. It’s true that you’ve fooled around a bit in public; in the diner down the street, or on the subway, and on dates sometimes. But you had to draw the line at doing anything at work. His entire job was having people hear him, after all! “We can’t, someone will notice..”

Yamada is unimpressed by your argument. “We’re the only ones in the building, nobody’s gonna walk in. And it’s not like anyone can hear with the microphone turned off.” He plays with the hem of your skirt. “Come on baby, I just wanna see,” he continues. You hold out a few more minutes before his lips brush against that spot on your throat he knows makes you weak.

“....Fine,” you surrender, removing his hand and standing up. “But you only get to look,” you remind him. Glancing at the screen in front of him, you add helpfully, “Show’s back in ten seconds. Try to contain yourself.”

Mic’s smile somehow grows even wider as he speaks into the microphone, his eyes never leaving you. He points in your direction, encouraging you to fulfill your end of the bargain. Face flushed, you lift your skirt to show off your underwear, green with little yellow birds on them. Truthfully, you may have bought this particular pair because they reminded you of a certain someone.

“Enjoy, listeners!” he finishes and reaches a hand out to stroke the front of your panties. You barely manage to contain your squeak of surprise before the microphone goes dead again.

“You said you only wanted to see!” you growl, slapping his hand away.

Hizashi shrugs, completely unapologetic. “It’s not my fault, you know these are my favorite.” His finger dips into the waistband. “But, you would look so much better without them,” he points out. Your thighs press together instinctively, trying to hide how much you enjoy his attention. “You know I’m not gonna give up,” he laughs, ignoring the fact that you’ve released your skirt back down in favor of rubbing long fingers along your slit through the cloth. You’re not very wet yet, but you know it’s only a matter of time before he has you soaked. As if he can read your mind, Yamada’s thumb presses against your clit to stimulate you in small circles and you whimper. Taking another look at the timer to confirm that you’ve got a good ten minutes before he needs to speak again, you reluctantly nod in agreement.

“ALRIGHT!” Hizashi celebrates his victory with unsurprising volume. You’re pulled into his lap before you have the chance to change your mind.. “Here, hold this,” he offers you the front of your skirt to keep it out of the way. His mouth goes back to your neck as he teases you through quickly dampening fabric, relishing the little whines you let out at his touch. He trails his other hand up your side to the front of your blouse and begins popping open the buttons to gain access to your heated skin. You shiver when he teases along the edge of your bra, you can feel his grin with the tickle of his mustache. Without warning, the cups of your bra are yanked down to expose your breasts, nipples hardening in the air-conditioned room.

A small gasp escapes your mouth as Mic squeezes your breast at the same time that he finally sneaks beneath your panties to rub your pussy. Your thighs twitch and he shakes his head, spreading his own legs wide to keep yours from closing on his hand. “Uh-uh, it’s too late to hide,” he says with a smirk in his voice. You can feel his erection pressing against your ass as you squirm at the contact. “Just enjoy it, baby,” he coos in your ear, running his tongue over your neck and feeling your pulse jump in response.

“Hi-Hizashi,” you moan as his talented fingers tickle your clit and your cunt clenches around nothing. He’s enjoying this, watching you come undone when the risk of being caught is just a button away. He pinches sharply at your nipple, earning a louder cry before moving to give your other breast the treatment it deserves. There’s a pleased hum in his chest when he brushes over your entrance and feels just how much you’re enjoying this.

“So wet already?” he chuckles, hand on your chest coming up and angling your face to meet his eyes. “We should take these cute little panties off before you ruin them, hmm?” There’s a wicked bite in the kiss he leaves on your lips before you can answer. You don’t even have to think about it, automatically shifting in his lap as your hands abandon your skirt to tug the offending garment off your hips and down your legs before settling back into the previous position. His grin would be downright obnoxious if you weren’t so needy for his touch. Now with unobstructed access, he wastes no time in sinking two fingers into your pussy, relishing the shudder that shoots down your spine and the breathless way you say his name. He returns to your breasts, free hand alternating attention between them.

You bite your lip to stifle a moan and his eyes narrow. “None of that. Make some noise for me,” he demands, thumb pressing into your clit. You still refuse, and he buries a third digit inside to motivate you. “Let. Me. Hear. You.” Each word is punctuated by a strong thrust into your soaked core.

“Hizashiiiiiiiii,” your mouth finally falls open into a loud whine, hips bucking into his hand. “Baby, make me come,” you groan, back arching against his chest.

Oh, he’s having fun with this. “Soon,” he promises with a smirk, earning such a lovely gasp when he gropes roughly at your breast again. You have no idea how long this teasing lasts, only that he keeps you on the edge and stops just before you can finish each time. After an eternity of torture, knowing you can’t hold out much longer, he releases your battered chest to flash you a look that’s downright evil. “We’re back on in thirty seconds,” he warns.

It takes an agonizing moment for you to realize what he’s talking about and then your eyes widen in panic. No. He wouldn’t fucking dare-

“Miss me, listeners?!” he booms into the microphone, hand still planted between your legs. “You’ve only got another hour left with me, so let’s get some morning info out of the way!” You’re absolutely horrified sitting here, ignoring the weather report and whatever else he’s yelling about, because the entire time he’s still moving inside of you and you’re desperately trying to keep yourself quiet. You’re facing away but you can tell he’s smiling like the devil as those fingers shift their position. He’s fucked you enough to know exactly where to touch to get you off, and he’s intentionally been avoiding that all night just to watch you suffer. But now he’s completely merciless as he brushes roughly over your g-spot, curling his fingers to target it so precisely it’s almost painful. You slap your palm over your mouth, biting down  to keep yourself in check as you feel tears prickle at your eyes. Your other arm is on top of his, nails digging into his flesh as you silently writhe against him, orgasm tearing through your body and you know you’re gushing from the stimulation.

“That’s all for now, I’ll be back in just a bit!” Mic finishes his lines after god knows how long and flips the speaker off, more than satisfied with his work as you let out a shaky wail. “You did so good, babe! Nobody noticed anything!” You’re still coming down from your high, vaguely aware that he’s cleaning you up with the underwear he’d coaxed you out of earlier. So much for not ruining them.

“Fuck,” you pant out, yanking yourself out of his grasp to stand on wobbly legs. “You asshole!”

The man has never looked less sorry about anything in his life. “Aww, don’t be like that. I knew you could handle it. And the chair’s washable-”

You’d be surprised if steam wasn't coming out if your ears. “I don’t care about the goddamn chair, Yamada!” You’re furious, moving back over to your own seat to program the rest of his show. He’s completely unaffected by the glare you shoot at him, head propped up on his arm while he looks at you with fondness.

“You’re so cute when you’re pissed off,” he compliments, laughing when you flip him off in response. You watch from the corner of your eye as he idly plays with your discarded panties. “I’m keeping these as a souvenir,” he declares, shoving them in his pocket for safe keeping. You can’t help but smile, he makes it hard to stay mad at him. The two of you work in a comfortable rhythm for a bit until your pen falls onto the floor during a break. Dropping down retrieve it, you’re hit with a vicious idea when you look under the table and see his legs on the other side.

“Hizashi,” you call sweetly as you crawl towards him.

“What’s up, baby?”

He looks below to find you settling between his spread thighs and now it’s his turn to squirm. You’re already tugging open his zipper and reaching into his underwear before he can stop you. You lick your lips in anticipation. “You’re back on in thirty seconds.”

[fantasydaydreamers]

I didn't see a post or anything about a closed inbox, so if it is closed, IM SORRY! But! What would Present Mic's and ErasureHead's dildo look like? (Or Iidia's?)

Noooo!!! Don’t apologize! You are 110% okay. I don’t have anything mentioned that my inbox is closed because it’s opened for anyone who wants to talk or tell me their fantasies! Also, I definitely don’t mind doing these since I’ve already written some!

Sooo…Iida, Aizawa, and Present Mic you say??? Coming up~

Warning: Lemon Headcanons

Ingenium

What it looks like: The end of the vibrator has a dial to turn it on and up. The bottom and base is a dark blue and the shaft has a metallic silver shine to it. Just where the bottom meets the shaft, there is a medium sized bulge.

How big: In total, it’s 7 inches.

How it feels: So Iida’s quirk is speed right? This toy has higher speed intensities than the average vibrator. It has 6 different speeds and dial makes it easy to change to which one you want. Or…you can work your way up.

Advertised as: “You’ll definitely feel the pleasure of his Recipro Burst!”

What he thinks: His glasses cracked as soon as he knew what was going on. He thinks it’s silly and ridiculous because: why? BUT! Let me tell you this: when you two start dating and he finds out you have one he’s going to be confused and conflicted. Once you convince him that you want to give him a free show~ the glasses will be coming off and he’ll get serious.

→ Iida: *is moving his hands robotically* “I do not understand this unprofessionalism. The Heroes Association will hear about this immediately-" 

→ Midoriya: *sweatdrops* "Iida-kun, I think these were approved by the Heroes Association…”

→ Iida: *glasses crack again*

→ Kaminari: “C'mon dude…people bought yours. That means that some girl is out there imagining you-”

→ Iida: *Iida.exe has stopped working*

Eraserhead 

What it looks like: Although Aizawa has his eraser quirk, the manufacturers really wanted to do something with his bindings. Which…in a way…erases your ability to do anything. So, bondage it is. Restraints were made similar to the scarf he wears around his neck, accompanied by a cute pair of fluffy handcuffs, a collar and…cat ears?

How big: The restraints and collar are adjustable to fit the size of anyone who wants to enjoy them.

How it feels: Of course, owning this would mean that you are with another person and you two are interested in experimenting in the bedroom. Being wrapped up really erases your ability to move around, which you love.

Advertised as: "Your pleasure will be the only thing that can’t be erased!“

What he thinks: At first he couldn’t care less and just rolled over in his sleeping bag. Until he heard about the cat ears and collar. Oh. You have his attention. When you two start dating and he finds out you own the set…he will have a sadistic smirk on his face as he has you kneel face-down on the bed and cuffs your hands under you to the rope that is binding your legs apart. With your face supported on the pillow, he’ll gently put the cat ears and collar on you. "Purr for me, kitten.”

→ Aizawa: “Looks like we have similar…things…going on here, eh kid?”

→ Sero: “Er…yeah. No offense Aizawa-sensei, but this is pretty awkward.”

→ Yamada: “YYOOO…CAT EARS AIZAWA? THAT’S PRETTY KINK-”

→ Aizawa: *activates quirk*

Present Mic

What it looks like: It’s a vibrator wand that looks like a microphone. And in a way…it kinda is. The handle part you hold is all black with the on and off switch on the side and the vibrating end is a metallic silver with flecks of gold in it. The wand is rechargeable and it is responsive to sound so there is a technology installed that detects the vibrations with noises you make. 

How big: It’s about 9 inches long in total, but of course, 6 inches is only the handle. The other 3 inches is the length of the part you actually use at the end with a width of 4 inches.

How it feels: Oh this is a fun one~ The louder you moan, the faster it goes. Of course, there are limits. You don’t have to scream for it to go really fast, but loud enough to where it can sense the vibrations. Once you get into it, it’s not like you’ll be able to stop anyway.

Advertised as: “Now use your own voice to be in control!”

What he thinks: Excited. It’s something new that hasn’t been done before and he supports it highly. I also see him as embracing safe sex and masturbation wanting it normalized.

→ Yamada: “YYOOOO WHAT’S GOING ON HERE?! THAT’S RAD. LOOK AT THIS AIZAWA IT’S LIKE A MICROPHONE.”

→ Aizawa: “Shut up, Yamada.”

Others:

Original

All Might

Gang Orca

The Villains

Cellophane, Tentacole

Shindo

Tsukuyomi

Suneater

Stain

Fatgum, Tiger

Endeavor

Vlad King

Phantom Thief

Mr. Compress

Lemillion, Shining Hero: Can't Stop Twinkling

Spinner, Kurogiri

The Females

Sato, Koda

Shishikura

Hawks