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Just imagine

Dragborn: Looks at hatchling in distane* you know you're Ugly right??

Entire party: looking at this cute baby dragon* How dare-

Hatchling: Maybe but your mom likes me better

A dragonborn who’s familiar is a hatchling dragon of the same type. It’s eventually revealed that the dragonborn is first generation, and their “familliar” is actually their younger sibling they were told to babysit. They both assumed this was incredibly obvious from their squabbling, but people just thought the older sibling was being a huge dick to this random ass baby dragon for no reason.

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❝AYY, FUCK YO IG, I PUT SOMETHIN' ON YO SONOGRAM— I'M THE MAN.ᐟ❞

─•──── FARMHAND!TOJI X BIMBO!READER

꥟ summary: farm au. you and toji can't keep your hands off each other since he first turned you out in the barn and he's determined to put a baby in you ASAP! ꥟ wc: 2088 ꥟ a/n: I had to do something for my mans for his bday and I MADE it in my time zone at least (pst) FarmHand!Toji just comes so easy to me.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY TOJI.ᐟ

[ read p1: here ]

FarmHand!Toji who after the first time fucking you senseless in the barn can't keep his hands off of you. God, it's so hard for him to get any chores and shit done when your young tight cunny spreads so willingly for him.

Out in the pastures, the herd of cows block the distant view of the both of you from the farm. Making it the perfect location for Toji to freely fuck you sloppy like you've been pouting for all morning.

Wanting to tease his sweet lil' Bunny, Toji would have made you wait even longer (so he could do a bit of actual work) but you always kept him on his toes. You were so much of a brat you pushed limits with him constantly.

This time your achieve your naughty goal by flashing him your pantyless pussy.

"Whoops, must have forgot to put some on this morning! I'm so silly huh, Daddy?"

You bat your lashes and sway your jiggling hips so innocently. Like the hot sun wasn't glistening off the gooey slick drenching your puffy pussy lips —it was fucking obscene.

Obviously, Toji is hard instantly but you still needed to be taught a lesson and he'd yet to keep his promise of 'fucking some manners into your haughty cunt.'

You clearly still didn't know how to act.

What with his lil' Bunny skipping around the farm all morning bare assed and so nonchalantly too?

How many times does he have to remind you he'd kill someone over you?

No one else was allowed to see what belonged to him alone...

Jealous as hell, Toji angerily snatches you up as you squee in excitement finally getting what you'd been craving. Easily flipping you over, Toji's large muscular arms drapes you over the old wooden fence like you were a mere feather.

The fact that Toji was supposed to be patching up said fence, not causing further structural damage from how hard he was about to tear your ass up is not lost on him. He simply just can't bring himself to give a fuck at the moment, not when you get him so riled up like this. Pushing your thin white sundress up your back, Toji doesn't even need to prepare you before he ruts into your heated core. Honestly, it didn't take Toji long at all to mold your pretty lil' pussy to the shape of his stocky girth. Your wet warm hole welcomes him back eagerly like it was his home. The pull of that creamy cunny of yours sucking him deeper to the hilt—even before his own hips could shealth himself fully inside—shit.

"That's a good girl bunny, that pussy opens up so good f'er me now, n'—HELL... She's just as fuckin' tight too."

Pistoning forward, Toji doesn't waste time with warming you up with slow strokes.

Not when you act out like this.

He knows once you get this way you are practically begging for him to pound you rough, deep and fast.

True to the nickname he bestowed you Bunny, you wanted him to fuck you stupid like one daily. Demanding Toji's hefty cock be plunged into your cunt during all hours of the day—especially at night.

Your slutty pussy was so hungry for his dick stretching her, you even foolishly volunteered the farm's security codes to Toji. Meaning he could slip not only in and out of your room at night —but the farm entirely. This was excellent for the illegal business he was forming under the cover of the farm.

Little risk of getting caught now too.

That old farmer slept like the dead and he'd been able to bribe the less than scrupulous night security workers.

Heh. Smuggling contraband in now was a breeze.

But in order for his plan to be put fully in motion he needed to knock you up quickly. Cumming in your quivering pussy 3-4 times a day was a necessity and Toji was more than up for the task.

He needed a baby in you yesterday.

And yet the way your greedy pussy hungered for him, strangling his length every time you came on his cock for the nth time made him think she secretly wanted to be a mommy too —you were the only one who didn't know that yet. You milked him so well like you were made for Toji to breed you —just waiting all this time for his nefarious ex-con cock to destroy you.

Toji grunts escalate as the old fence creaks and shakes from him brutishly bullying himself further into your guts. You moan deeply with every maddening thrust of his pelvis forcing his thick meaty cockhead to kiss your womb.

"Shiiit..Mmmm—OOOH!" The rebound of your plump ass ripples against his pelvis and Toji thinks its his favorite sight in the world. Both hands on your hips, Toji digs crescents into your flesh as he drives him into you over and over, deeper and deeper. The vulgar noises of moist skin slapping echo from your bodies —bodies which only get hotter and wetter under the oppressive heat of the sun and it's all so intoxicating. Your chest heaves as you take desperate breathes, your lungs struggle to even expand with how roughly Toji plowing into you.

There's nothing you can do but dangle there and let Daddy Toji use you like he wanted—not that you would have it any other way, loving when his cock purees your mind into just as much of the sloppy mess as your pussy. Toji could tell by your cries too just how your ass liked to be ferally manhandled like you were one of these barn animals.

"Yeah that's right my slutty brat 'moo' louder f'er Daddy while ya squirt on his cock. Ya wanna let this whole farm know who's making you feel this good, huh ma?"

You whine at Toji likening your pleasure filled sobs to that of cow noises but you're needy 'lil cunny only squeezes him tighter —just as he knew she would. Toji knows how much you like him talking crazy to you when he's fucking you six ways to Sunday, balls smacking your clit.

Thankfully no one could actually hear you from way out here. Meaning he was free to spew all kinds of nasty shit into your ear drawing even more slobber from your swollen pussy lips. It only made you hotter on the inside your mind only focusing on his debased dirty talk and the drag of his cock against your g-spot —Toji was hitting it perfectly from this angle. "Ya know ya fuckin' suck at milking cows but this juicy pussy? She sure knows how t'milk a cock like its 'er job." And it would be your job too if Toji had any say. Fuck going back to school at the end of summer and fuck getting a career. You didn't need to do anything but lay on your back and let Toji do the rest. Heh, you wouldn't be able to do much else but be on your back once you started growing his kids inside you anyway. He'd keep you nice n fucked out to the point you'd almost stay pregnant.

Spanking your ass harshly, the sting fills fresh tears on your already bleary eyes. You squeak between your pitchy moans as your pussy weeps so much of your arousal around your sex and down your thighs the squelchy gurgles of your creamy cunt are heard throughout the field.

"S'gudddd Daddy! HAH—HARDER!!"

You really are the perfect slut for him. Wanting him to go harder?

Could you even handle that?

As your reward Toji gifts you another spank, shaking the fence entirely now as it sways on its exposed hinges. It's a miracle it's still standing.

But Toji was determined to have you all for himself, to have everything —you, the farm, a wife —to bring Megumi here away from his twisted ass family so you could be the mother he never had. Thoughts of domesticating you makes him want to bust in you even more as he chases his release.

Wrapping an arm around your middle Toji lifts you so he can thumb at your clit. The rough pad of his thickest digit scrapes over your bud sending rapid tingles through your body that has drool pouring out of your mouth and cunt. "Daddy's gonna put his milk in y'er tummy, yeah Bunny? Tell me ya want it slutty mama —beg me f'er it."

But you can't beg, you can't do anything but ride the rapturous wave of pleasure radiating from your core as you squirt on his cock like a good Bunny. Your orgasm following soon after with enough force from erratic rhythm of spasms in your walls to make Toji spurt is scorching seed inside you. Filling your womb as you purr from the sensation.

Toji bites harshly down on your shoulder —another mark you'd have to hide from your uncle —who thought you were just a rather clumsy girl getting so many marks on you from your farm chores.

Slicked in sweat and your gushy pussy's fluids Toji slumps forward still inside you, his entire weight bearing down on you.

"T-Tojiiiii!" You whine in that pretty, utterly angelic way Toji usually can't resist but he had to keep his cock plugged in you a bit longer if he wanted a baby in you by the end of the month. He eases up a bit though, rubbing your sore ass cheeks and murmuring something about 'when he finally gets to use your ass' as his thumb ghosts aimlessly over your puckered hole.

When Toji finally pulls out of you, you're barely standing. Slumping your elbows on the fence, your hips went a bit numb from being folded like a pancake over the rough wood fence with a big man like Toji putting his weight on you.

Truthfully, Toji didn't even want to pull out. He could go a few more but you need to get back to the farm soon before your uncle came around looking. He'd question you if you kept missing lunch everything.

As if you could read Toji's thoughts you pipe up, voice a bit hoarse already from all your moaning. "I told my uncle I'd probably walk to the lake again today. So he won't be expecting me back until the evening, you know..." After enough feeling returns to your lower body you push off the fence and prance over to a nearby tree at the edge of the clearing. Pulling off your dress fully you lay it down on the lush green grass in the shade. Fully nude, the sun peeks through the shade's leaves, decorating your skin in its shadowed rays.

You stretch like a cat on your makeshift dress-blanket. Spreading your legs wide and arching, you gaze over to Toji from under your babydoll lashes. He's already on his way over to you. "Looks like I'm your lunch today Daddy... c'mon n' eat me up before I get cold."

Oh you didn't know what you fucking did to him... or maybe you did?

You were clever sure but all reason flew out the window when it came to Toji from the minute he first jammed his cock into your lewd sappy cunt.

Heh, you wanted FarmHand!Toji to ruin you? Well little did you know that's exactly what he planned to do anyway— trap you, and ruin your life and that pussy of yours at the same time.

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Back on farm an old dusty white bus stops at the gate.

A lone prisoner exits, a man accused of being a serial killer— 27 victims all skinned and gutted mercilessly like fish in under two years.

However, the man has always protested his innocence.

The evidence at best was circumstantial, with a conviction based solely off of a lone witness who was later proven to be unreliable. As a result the appeal of his life sentence is currently in process, much to the excitement and anger, respectfully, of both his many supporters and detractors.

Yet the way his P.O. comically cowers is a stark contrast to the vibe of the prisoner. The tall, well built convict appears calm, somber even.

This was really the man that killed 27 people?

His eyes survey his surroundings with the hesitant curiosity of a puppy—nothing like the dangerous threat the courts or his P.O. make him out to be. Handed over into your uncle's care, the flighty P.O. quickly gets back on the bus, signalling the driver to get ghost quickly as if your uncle would change his mind at the last minute.

Your uncle on the other hand isn't intimidated at all by the notorious, supposedly innocent, pigtailed cold blooded killer. "Welcome to the farm, son. Like I tell everyone, just do as your told and stay outta trouble —you'll do fine I reckon. Don't fuck this up now, boy. In your case especially, this is the chance to prove yourself worthy of an appeal or its back to solitary for life Choso Kamo."

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꥟ a/n: oh hehe, i wonder what will come of toji's plan now that Farmhand!Choso has arrived 😈😩? Also y'all think he's innocent or guilty? 💕🤭 tysm for reading! lol idk if i end up writing more of this but this is my no pressure, for fun project (i whipped this up in like 3 hrs so whether i will or when it will come out i can't say~ i already have sm on my plate but farmhand!toji is special to meee and its his bday so had to run it back on him. i may come back edit this since i was rushing sorry for any mistakes! reblogs and comments appreciated!

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So I wrote a novel. And I sent out query letters today for a literary agent to get traditionally published (I'll be trying that for 6 months and see what comes of it) with me good fortune

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No cause like he reached out to try to defend Ole boy while they were still in high school!!! He made it so clear he was not dating Inukami. Bruuuuh

The sorrow! The despair! I've started watching the wrong way to use healing magic and while I'm only a couple episodes in I really ship Ken Usato/Ryuusen Kazuki but I can't find anything but two very short fanfictions on archive of our own, no art, no discussions, oh woe is me :..(

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Update: I love it. I love the cheese

Watched my first episode of Windbreaker...didn't know I signed up for cheese.

Lucky I'm not lactose intolerant let's see

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Watched my first episode of Windbreaker...didn't know I signed up for cheese.

Lucky I'm not lactose intolerant let's see

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I feel like this whenever I read about someone handling a pet or animal before getting intimate. Like sir, madam if you do not go wash your damn hands before putting it in a punani. Nobody wants a yeast infection cause you don't have good hygene

was reading a romance/erotica novel a friend loaned me and in the middle of the book the main character is chopping vegetables to prep for a whole dinner party with her friends and the love interest shows up and they hook up & his hands go everywhere you’d expect them to and then afterward while she’s still catching her breath on the floor he’s like “I’ll finish this for you 😏” and he PICKS UP THE VEGGIES and knife with his UNWASHED HANDS and starts prepping. I was floored. I couldn’t finish the book. call me what you will. weak perhaps. but i say to you we need editors with a food handlers certificates. we need line cook beta readers that’s what I believe

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So accurate though. Like y'all tryna make me ship them with Princess and Inukami but like...Kazuki is Gay. That man is GAY. FROM JUMP HE WAS GAY. HE LOOKED AT Usato and said...that man is mine. I never even thought of them being with anyone else.

The sorrow! The despair! I've started watching the wrong way to use healing magic and while I'm only a couple episodes in I really ship Ken Usato/Ryuusen Kazuki but I can't find anything but two very short fanfictions on archive of our own, no art, no discussions, oh woe is me :..(

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This pulled me into another thought. Hearing his voice for the first time in weeks has you weak in the knees and joyful in the heart.

His first words are nothing particularly special. He looks at you as soon as the mask is off. His instinct for a minute is to get his phone but then he remembers he can just ask. "How do I sound?"

You're not sure when you start shedding tears but you can feel them when they begin soaking into your cheeks and hitting your hands and shirt.

And that's when you decide for sure. These last few weeks have been agony. Sounds held so much less meaning without his voice to keepbyou company. You don't mean to say it out loud but you do "I'm going to keep you."

Hawks' eyebrow raises and he let's out the briefest chuckle and pops a smirk that melts your heart, "Well, I didn't know that was an option that was being considered but I'm glad to hear it. About my voice?"

omg just had the cutest thought…

Imagine when Hawks gets that respirator mask…you’re devastated, absolutely destroyed by the fact that he can’t communicate without his phone…For weeks you had to hear the sound of robotic speech rather than Keigo’s cheery, smooth voice. And worst of all, you can’t even kiss him. That’s what’s killing you the most. Much to your dismay, he’s perfectly fine without your affections. Keigo isn’t the type to be a huge affectionate person. that’s not how he was raised, Trained.

So for now, you have to settle for kissing his mask. It’s not the same as before.

“What was that for?��� Keigo typed out..with that damn robotic voice.

“Nothing..” You respond back, sulking.

It sucked not hearing his voice…but when that mask is finally ready to come off…his voice is all raspy and deep. You damn near faint on the spot.

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It's your one mortal friend who summoned you in high school and begged you to be her friend. She got more friends in college and summons you less. But every now and again you come over for dinner. She does summon you when she's in a pinch, no warning. "Not cool, Elenore!" You shout as she runs out the door. You stare down at the three year old that you've been left in charge of. "Do you eat cheese yet?"

You’re a demon. One day, you’re summoned into a living room, and an exhausted woman quickly rambles about needing to get to work and being unable to find a sitter before flying out the door. Now, you stand in your summoning circle, a toddler staring wide eyed at you.

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Ok, but like, can you imagine. You're leaning back against the wall. The door you entered through has disappeared. There is nowhere to go. You can see this huge shadow coming toward you. You can hear footsteps coming down the hall. But as they get closer, you can hear that they aren't very heavy. It's more like a soft slapping of skin on the floor. Uneven. Slow like someone not used to their own body yet.

And as he rounds the corner, this small child, no older than four, rounds the corner with a toy war hammer and a cow's head little nubs for horns roars at you. The roar sounds like a kid impersonating a dinosaur.

You go from terrified to confused. And the kid roars again when you don't react. After the second roar, he says, "You're apposed ta scream." With the cutest big brown calf eyes.

You were terrified when you were sentenced to be thrown into the labyrinth with the Minotaur. That is until the Minotaur charged around the corner and you discovered, to your surprise, that the Minotaur was a calf. You’re not a victim. You’re a babysitter.

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TWO Can Play

This is from my drafts-

A bit angsty. Just wanted to try an intense scene for once. Idk though

Lost track of the word count so...word count= long....That is all.

As usual I am a bit of a monsterfucker but this is just some ABO dynamics I wanted to play with.

Reader x Aizawa x Yamada

For the record, you were perfectly satisfied with your life before. Lots of people had weird lives and you were proud to say you had a pretty good one. You had your pretty, overly tired husband, Shouta, his twenty odd practically adopted students, and of course his best friend Hizashi. Hizashi was one of the few people in the world you might say loved and cared for Shouta as much as you did. Hell he might even love him more than you did.

And yet, you'd always gotten the odd feeling that Hizashi didn't exactly like you.

Don't misunderstand, he wasn't rude. He just never took active interest in talking to you outside of Shouta and things related to him. You couldn't blame him for being a little territorial. Hizashi was after all Shouta's Alpha. Well the only Alpha in his life any way.

You were a beta, a friend of Shouta's that had unwittingly fallen head over heals for him in your school days. You hadn't made a move then. Though you didn't think he would have been as receptive as he was three years after graduation. You'd run into him on your way home, he was on patrol abd offered to walk you home. You'd graciously accepted, exchanged numbers and You'd been attached at the hip ever since.

Years later, here you were married, much to the chagrin of most modern society. Very few people approved of your type of relationship. "Betas belong with betas." Well that was the rhetoric anyway. Female betas, of course couldn't impregnate male omegas such as Shouta was. And while Shouta could technically impregnate you, there was a harsh social climate when it came to non-beta/beta families without an alpha. While Omega/omega pairings were less chastised people still didn't like it. Why "waste" a perfectly good omega that could satisfy some alpha?

You and Shouta though, there had been some spark there. Something that he felt was missing. Maybe it was your happy, ready to take on the world attitude that directly conflicted with his. Or maybe he just liked how you were willing to take on the world for him. Either way, you'd both been surprised when he'd proposed to you. At the most inopportune moment, in the middle of a random hallway, in a hospital after he got an injury on the job. He hadn't gotten down on one knee, he hadn't planned it. He just wanted to marry you. And three days later, he did just that, in an intimate elopement ceremony.

Hizashi had been pissed to say the least. He hadn't even been invited! Or told until after the marriage had gone through. He spent two weeks barely talking to Shouta which of course depressed the both of them. They'd hardly gone two days without contact since high school, save for when Shouta went on long missions.

After a while Hizashi had given in, but he'd never quite seen you the same. You were no longer a cute fascination of Shouta's, you were his wife. And that fact irked him more than he could put into words. Not because you were a beta, no, because you had basically stolen his omega.

Hizashi had all but staked a claim on Shouta since that first day of class 1st year. He knew, he just knew that someday he'd make Aizawa Shouta his. What he hadn't counted on was for Shouta to randomly announce to him one night that he had a date. He thought it was a joke or some ploy to make him jealous, get him to stop dragging his feet. But no such luck. Soon you were Shouta's lover, he could smell it the day you'd first made love, then you were Shouta's girlfriend and now you were Shouta's wife. He'd lost out on the love of his life to some random Beta they'd went to school with. A support course student at that.

Lovely.

So yeah, you were pretty sure Hizashi didn't like you, you just didn't know why. You'd all been pretty friendly in high school. You'd assumed it was because you two hadn't invited him to the wedding but you hadn't invited anyone. It was the two of you, a justice of the peace and the first person you could find at city hall, which just so happened to be Toyomitsu Taishiro or fatgum.

But it had been two years since then and Hizashi seemed fine with Shouta. So why just you? The answer to that question came to you sooner than you thought and very unexpectedly.

You had come home early. A half day in honor of a successful first use of a new invention. You wanted to come home and tinker surrounded by the scent of you and your husband. What you hadn't expected was to hear voices coming from the back office that you and shouta had set up for him to grade, or you to tinker around. You took off your shoes and made your way back to what should have been an empty office. You didn't open it, just listened.

"Shouta, I know this is sudden but it isn't like this is the first time I've expressed my feelings to you! You can't be surprised." Yamada?

"I'm not surprised. I won't pretend I am. What I am, is a married man. I took vows Hizashi, ones that I take very seriously. And to be honest, y/n would be very hurt to hear you even suggest what you're suggesting. " Shouta replied.

"I know you don't want to hurt her, Shouta. I know but wouldn't it hurt her worse if she found out after we've already given in to this? There's no way you'd be able to hide it. If not from your need to be honest when it matters than from your scent!" Hizashi argued.

" She won't have to find out about anything, because I don't intend to give in," Shouta said. "No matter how I'm feeling nothing is worth hurting her like that. "

" Which is why you should tell her now. It'll hurt, but It'll hurt way less than if you tell her we mated while you two were married..." A gasp left your lips before you could hold it in and the bag you hadn't put down since entering dropped to the floor. The voices stopped, you could hear the foot steps coming closer to the door, but you didn't bother to move. This was your home too dammit, you had every right to be here. They were the ones betraying you not the other way around.

Shouta opened the door and as you assumed Hizashi was standing in the middle of your office room, unashamed and unhappy with your presence. Like youd just intruded somewhere you shouldn't. Shouta looked completely embarrassed. He wore his usual mussed look, but with distinctly well kissed lips.

You didn't know what you wanted to do. You wanted to slap him. You wanted to scream. You wanted to ask how long they'd been betraying you. You wanted to cry. You wanted to beg him not to leave you. You wanted to know why.

You stopped looking at Shouta. What more was there to say to him? Your eyes drifted to Hizashi and you found yourself asking the question you least wanted to know the answer to. "Have you been fucking my husband?"

"Y/n!" Shouta tried to interrupt. You silenced him with a look.

"Yamada Hizashi, have you been fucking my husband?"

Hizashi was quiet for a moment and then replied, "Would you let us be happy together if I had?"

"Hizashi!" Shouta snapped angrily looking at his best friend.

"No, alright?" Hizashi answered honestly, " The most we've done is kiss. We've kissed a few times. It's never gone beyond that. But I know he wants it to."

"Hizashi! You aren't helping!"

"Why would I want to? Why would I want the man that I love to run off with someone else when I have the chance to fight for you? I tried. I tried just being happy fro you when you two got married but I can't do it any more. I love you, Shouta! That won't change because you deny it!" Hizashi exclaimed.

You could feel the tears threatening your water line. "Shouta, do you love him?" You asked.

He turned back to you, "How I feel about him doesn't change how I feel about you." He said.

"That isn't what I asked."

"It's the truth. I swear, I love you please, please just let me explain. You can go to the room and cool off if you need to, but please don't leave-"

"Save your breath," You instructed turning and picking up your bag. You were pragmatic. Leaving made no sense and it wouldn't fix anything. You went down the hall to the room you shared and slammed the door.

There was yelling outside the door. Most of it undistinguishable. And then a door closed, the front door. Shouta appeared in your bedroom door moments later to find you packing a small bag. You didn't plan to sleep here. But you would talk to Shouta before you left.

"Y/n, I know it was wrong to kiss Hizashi. But please understand, it's happened 3 times the entire time we've known each other. I swear. And this was the first time since you and I have been together." Shouta explained.

"You don't have to explain. You're in love with him, you always have been. I was stupid enough to believe that that changed at some point." You shrugged taking a moment to sit and look at Shouta.

He looked ashamed, " I...do love him. I won't deny that. I won't lie to you. But I won't touch him. I swear, I can control myself. "

"He's an alpha, Shouta! Even if your mind doesn't want to betray me, your body will want to. What happens when you go into heat around him? You'll want him. You'll want him because you want him now and your body will know! "

"I've gone into heat before without touching him without even asking for him!" He argued.

"Yeah, when I was around. You went for me first, should I be happy?" You swiped at your face. "I should have figured it out sooner. You know there was a time when I thought that this may be the case. When we first started dating, we all went out and you talked to Hizashi all night and I felt so left out but then you did something so out of character, you kissed me. Right in front of him. And I felt so special. But it all feels like a lie now!" You cried.

"Y/n, I swear outside of that kiss I have never cheated on you. And I won't. Please, I promise, we are okay!"

"You're in love with another person, Shouta. How in the hell are we okay?"

"I told you my feelings for you haven't changed. I love you! I adore you. I basically worship the ground you walk on; what more do you want from me?"

"I wanted you to be honest with me! I wanted to not walk in on you alone with the other person you're in love with discussing whether or not you're going to leave me. God we have had to fight every day just to be together. Just so people don't look at us and wonder what you and I are doing together. And I thought that it didn't matter. It didn't matter as long as we were fighting together. You were enough for me to fight for. And I find out that, I'm not enough for you and it sucks!" You ranted for a while. Explaining your feelings. How you had always thought Hizashi didn't quite like you. How left out you felt when they would go on rants about hero course things even back in the day. How you'd always felt like he had more in common with Hizashi but never said anything for fear of losing him. And most importantly how you'd swallowed down that feeling in favor of keeping your beloved happy.

By the end of the conversation, you were both in tears. You didn't leave that night. Instead opting for the easy route. You stayed, bag discarded to the floor, and laid in Shouta's arms that night; you were too worn out to leave.

In the morning, you woke up alone. Saturday, no need to rush. And even if it weren't the joys of being your own boss was that you got to set your schedule. You stepped into the bathroom, brushed your teeth, washed your face and stepped into the living room. Surprisingly, three sets of eyes met yours. Nemuri, Shouta, and Hizashi.

You thought of how to handle the presence of the man who had just tried to steal your husband, in your own home. You wanted to rip every strand of gorgeous hair from his stupid blond head. Or scream at him. But instead you raised an eyebrow took a deep breath and said, "Get out, before I do something rude."

"Honey-"

"Get him out of my house, Shouta."

"I told you this was a waste of time, let's go Nemuri," Hizashi implored.

"Sit your blond ass down, Yamada Hizashi," Nemuri demanded. The type of person Nemuri was commanded respect. You'd never understood it, maybe because you were a beta and didn't play these dominance games. But an angry Nemuri seemd to scare even Yamada. Which was funny because to your knowledge Nemuri wasn't an alpha. But she didn't openly disclose her second gender and the scent of her quirk masked her pheromones. You'd never bothered to ask.

"You owe Y/n the biggest apology in the world," Nemuri started "You came into her home and disrespected the entire sanctity of her marriage. You came on to her husband. Kissed him and basically insulted her nonstop. Do you know what it's like to get a 3AM phone call from Shouta. To hear him crying because he thinks he ruined his marriage? Do you understand how terrifying that is?"

" Nemuri-"

" Not a word to me. I am not the one you need to talk to. You did something wrong. I understand having hard feelings but for Pete sake. Shouta was happy. He was happy. Why couldn't you accept that?"

"Because I did. For years. First with Shirakumo, then with her. I have sucked it up for years, so he could be happy. I figured if he doesn't love me, then I'm fine with him being with whoever makes him happy. But when I found out he had feelings for me too I couldn't anymore," Hizashi confessed.

"I told you so that I wouldn't have to hold it in anymore, not so you would kiss me! It wasn't something romantic or a confession of love with intention to be with you, Hizashi! I could never do that to my wife! She doesn't deserve that," Shouta defended. "I just wanted to be honest with you."

"What I didn't deserve was all the lies, Shouta," You snapped.

He quietly lowered his head.

"Don't yell at him! He can't help his feelings!" Hizashi defended.

"Don't yell at me, when you broke the laws of hospitality. You tried to steal MY husband!" You argued.

"I tried to back off for his sake, but he came to me! How was I supposed to respond?"

"How about a conversation? How about coming and talking to me about what you were both feeling? Had it ever occured to you that I might be understanding?!" You screamed flopping down on the couch. The room went quiet. Nemuri stepped between the three of you.

"Okay, talking is a good idea. Y/n tell us how you feel about the situation."

"I feel betrayed. Shouta, until yesterday, I trusted you without question. I let myself ignore that feeling in my heart that said that I wasn't enough for you. That you would need someone else because you said all that stuff about being everything you dreamed and more-"

"You are!"

"Then why did you treat me like you couldn't trust me? Why did you keep me in the dark?"

"Because! You...I...We were good. We were amazing and I was scared that if I told you I'd been having feelings for Hizashi, you would leave me. You would pack up like you started to yesterday and I'd never see you again! I love you so much. I didn't want to risk that," Shouta defended.

"Did you not think I'd be angrier if you lied to me? Shouta," You stood and placed yourself beside your very emotional husband. You'd hardly ever seen him so..scared..so visibly scared. Not since your U.A. days. He reached out and grabbed your hand, holding it tight in his shaking fingers.

"Don't leave me. Please, I need you. I need you. You make me feel....human," he whispered burrowing his face into your neck.

"Shouta...listen to me. You have feelings for Yamada. I understand. Do you love him?"

"I love you," he deflected.

"That isn't what I asked," You refused to let him deflect. Not this time. He sounded so defeated when he answered you.

"Yes," he admitted. 'I'm sorry, I love him. I love him and it hurts because I don't know what to do about it. I love him to the point where his presence sets my world on fire even when he annoys me, which is a lot. I love him so much that my world feels incomplete without him. So I knew I couldn't avoid him to make the situation better. I need him too. I need him like I need you but..different." Tears brimmed his eyes like a water glass filled to the very lip, ready to spill over.

"Shouta," You said sympathetically.

"So what does that mean for us?" Yamada asked.

"I don't know," Shouta admitted. You glanced up to see that Nemuri had excused herself at some point.

"I..." You began, "I don't mind that you need him, Shouta."

"You..don't mind..."

"No...I mean..yes, it bothers me a little. But a part of me always feared you would leave me for an alpha when we first started dating. And at some point I decided to just to trust you. To trust that you loved me enough not to leave me."

"Does that mean you won't leave me either?" He asked. You nodded.

"Even though I have feelings for Hizashi?"

Another nod.

"Even though I don't think these feelings will ever go away?"

Nod.

"Why?"

"Because I need you too. Trying to pack that bag broke my heart. The thought of leaving you, that you might want me to leave, broke even my soul in two. So here is my proposal. I am willing to share." You stated.

"Share?" Yamada asked.

"It's not uncommon among beta culture for one to share their spouse. It's not something I ever saw for myself but..for Shouta I will," You explained

"You would share him with me?" Yamada asked.

"It's not ideal for me!" You defended. "But Shouta and I fought hard to be together. And I'll be damned if I give up so quickly. I will fight for it again. If that means I share my husband with you, then that's what I'll do. I'm not an alpha. I don't get that territorial. So if you can curb your territorial tendencies, we can try to share Shouta. This way he gets what he needs. We put rules in place so that neither of us gets hurt."

"Alright. What kind of rules?" Yamada asked.

"Well for one, we need to find suitable time for him to spend with each of us. We want him comfortable without stepping on each other's toes," you suggested.

"Agreed," Yamada nodded.

"Two, no interrupting each other's time with him."

"Agreed"

"Three, no breeding without proper discussion. "

"What?!" Yamada said, clearly irritated.

"It's unfair to the other partner. I can't get Shouta pregnant. But Shouta can get me pregnant. And opposite around for you two. A child between either of us would cause a massive change. Could you imagine if I got pregnant with no discussion. And suddenly Shouta is a father and your world changes or even the other way. if Shouta got pregnant and suddenly Shouta is a mother and my world changes. It's unfair."

"Alright then we'll have the conversation now! I want to breed my omega! I've waited almost 14 years to be able to be with him. You've had years of opportunity to get pregnant."

"That doesn't matter when we're just starting this out!" You defended.

"If it were me who'd married him first, we'd already have a pup or two!"

"Well, you weren't!"

Shouta who'd been quiet up to this point irritated grumbled, "Enough! This isn't what I wanted. And you two are acting like children! Hizashi, it's too soon for us to have kids. This is new even if we've been friends for a long time. We can't just jump up and breed. Y/n and I have just barely started discussing the possibility of kids. Though I'm pretty sure that idea is shelved now." He sounded so disappointed and looked to you for confirmation.

"It probably should be for now..I'm sorry, Shouta. Just until we settle into this arrangement?" You confirmed

"And Y/n is right a child is a big change. And we should try to avoid any pregnancies until we've decided this can work the way we want it to, okay?"

"Okay," You agreed.

"Okay," Yamada confirmed.

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Got too caught up in this audiobook and ended up hurting my own feelings 🙃....

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Why does this have like 600+ notes? I wrote this in 45 minutes while bored..Nothing else I've ever writen has gotten this response 1 year in. Happy spooky season

It's spooky season and honestly I'm a bit of a monster fucker and love a good hybrid AU. Especially with a POC! Reader so...

Tw: monsterfucking ig, breeding kink, creampie, toys

Imagine being a Hare hybrid wearing a sexy Halloween themed lingerie for Lion hybrid! Aizawa. This man has been asleep all day. He is barely awake now. He is only awake to eat, if something interesting is happening or if there is danger. So you try to be spicy for him because you haven't gotten any in weeks and you are HORNY.

When he looks at you, decked out in lace and string, holding a dinner covered in a silver dome that you had bought online, you don't know what you were expecting, but it sure wasn't for him to look, smile and say "nice" before nodding off again. How dare he not notice you're effort? You did everything around the house. Cooked, cleaned, you even groomed him, and all he could muster was "nice"

"Nice," You snap. "Nice?! I planned a gourmet level dinner in bed complete with me for dessert and all you say is nice?"

Shouta looks up, wrapped in your yellow duvet that kind of reminded you of his sleeping bag. "Um...really nice?"

With an angry huff you set the dome down, dinner could wait. Now was not the time. As of this moment you needed to remind your partner just whom he was with.

You pull the duvet away to revel a fully dressed Aizawa in his comfortable day clothes.

"I know the hell you are not in my clean bed with your outside clothes on!"

"Um..."

"Shouta Aizawa, you have precisely 20 seconds to get out of my bed and be naked. I deserve your attention and I will have it dammit!" You yell.

"Now wait a minute!" Shouta yells but you don't give him time to explain as you begin counting backwards from 20. As you get to ten and he still hasn't moved you begin walking over to your drawer. But not just any drawer, this was your 'someone's been naughty' drawer. Reserved specifically for when either you or shouta have done something to truly piss the other off. It held two sides. One for when you deserved punishment and one for when shouta did.

Shouta's side held quite a few toys. Anal plugs, beads, paddles a cock cage and your personal favorite a strap on that you and shouta had picked out together. A beautiful 6.7 inch insertion length.

As you got down to five you could see shouta in the corner of your eye just barely out of bed. "Now, honey, don't do anything drastic."

Shouta knew the rules once the drawer was opened it wouldn't be closed again until the first rays of morning sun hit the picture of the two of you on the wall across from your bedroom window. That was what you agreed on. A full night of rectification. From the minute the drawer was opened until it was closed. Of course the drawer was never opened arbitrarily. They had other toys for that. To do so would be a violation of the agreement.

As you reach one, Shouta is still struggling to take off his shoes. You glare as you realize he had also had those in your bed. Your clean bed that you had just changed the sheets on that morning.

"Times up" you whisper and you open the drawer.

"Shit, shit, shit" Aizawa exclaims. "Baby, my sweet gazelle, please I'm sorry, I-"

"Quiet," you growl. "If your words aren't yes ma'am or a safe word, within reason, I don't want to hear them. Understood?"

After a brief moment of silence Shouta purrs out a quiet, "yes ma'am. Infraction?"

"Three weeks. Three weeks dry spell without explanation. I have been pre-heat and you left me hanging. I've cooked,cleaned and groomed. And you don't even have the decency to change before hopping in my bed?"

"Our bed, Bunny" a glare silences his argument.

"Don't get cute. Undress. I hope you're hungry. Because now, instead of eating the steak and potatos I lovingly prepared for you, and might I add made an apple pie and whipped cream for your actual dessert of tonight went well, you'll be eating pussy for the next 30 minutes." You strip your panties right there and sit on the edge of the bed. No instructions are needed. Shouta strips sinks to his knees and kisses up one thigh from knee to apex then down the other an apology on every other kiss.

"Don't tease. It isn't fair and it wasn't in your instructions. Eat me dammit!" You chastise. And in a fluid motion Shouta's mouth goes from your knee to your pussy. Soft suction dances around your clit and through your lips. His tongue making love to the tender flesh he'd avoided.

You're cruel to him as he eats. You don't moan as you usually do. You don't tell him it's too much, even if it is. You remain silent, closing your eyes and enjoying. The man has a talented tongue. Smooth with talking and so textured and lively in the bedroom. He eats pussy like it was his calling. Oral sex is a rarity for the two of you. Normally you're too passionate, to ready to have him slamming inside you like the animal he is. But today, today he must be punished.

The orgasm that builds isn't overly strong but it is fast. A brief release from tension a long time building. As it burts through you, beginning in your clit and settling out to the far reaches of your body, you shutter allowing yourself to reaffirm where you are and what's going on.

"On the bed, mister. I have some frustration to work out," You instruct pulling him gently by the hair.

"Y/n," he whispers following your lead. He lays back on the bed bare bodied and hard.

"I want to know what you were going to do when my heat started in a few days. Were you just going to ignore it and hope it went away?" You ask.

"Of course not!" He yells in horror.

"So why have you been ignoring me for weeks?!" You shout back

" I was saving my energy for breeding!"

His words stop you cold, just barely sitting on his hips. His dick an inch or two from the opening of your still soaked pussy.

He lifts his hands running his hands up your warm, sun-kissed body, letting his fingers play with your deep brown nipples. His touch is so soft and so sensual. The rough pads of his fingers titillating against your sensitive skin.

"You're a hare, my sweet prey. You're species like mine breeds heavily. The preparations we make are different though. My people are normally polygamous. In a pride, I'd be breeding every woman at the same time. That isn't happening of course but I looked up your breeding habits and found out that your people, when they breed, usually have multiple twin pregnancies in short succession. I figured I should rest up before we began."

" You were giving me time?"

"Of course my little bunny. Once we began breeding, I had no intention of stopping until I was sure you were satisfied with the amount of children, we had. I planned for at least eight," Shouta confirms.

"Shouta?" You whisper so breathlessly the words barely register with him.

"Yes?"

"I'm going to ride you into the sunset," You say as you shift your hips back and push the tip inside. A gasp, soft and breathy exits your lips as you continue pushing him into you. 'Yes' you think, toes curling. 'This is what I needed.' You switch between bouncing up and down and grinding your clit against his neatly trimmed pubic hair.

"Fuck, yes!" You shout unable to hold in your dirty words anymore. "Fuck me. Fuck me hard, Shouta. Show me what it's gonna be like when you fill me with your babies. Show me. Give it to me, give me all your babies. Fucking breed me, damn you!" Your words must strike a cord with Shouta because he grabs your hands that are firmly planted on his chest and move them above his head to pull you downso your faces are inches apart. His other hand his planted on your waist making sure your hips don't and can't stop moving. You feel to good to let you stop. The hot wet muscles toned from years of running, your thighs gripping his hips tightly, it's all too much to let go.

"Take it all, little hare! Take my seed. Become my sweet little breeding whore. I want you bred. Visibly pregnant. Show anyone and everyone who this pussy belongs to. Who the only one who gets to cum in this sweet wet pussy is. Who gets you this wet, Bunny? Who?" Shouta spews returning your dirty intentions.

"You do. Just you. Oh God, fuck me Shouta. Just like that!" He fucks up into you like a man gone mad. This isn't the breeding position. Shouta knows that. Something deep in the back of his mind d is telling him but something about it feels so taboo, so dirty, so...hot. He wants to breed you with you on top. He knows deep down that even in a few days when your heat will hit full force he'll beg you to be on top, to ride his dick like this. He could only imagine if you actually got pregnant like this. The knowledge he'd have that he didn't take you. He didn't breed you on your hands and knees or overpower you, as if he ever would try. You'd rode him. You'd bounce on his cock until you were filled with his fertile seed, ever so willingly.

Your bouncing hips, your jiggling tits on his chest, your breath mixing with his, he can't take it. He pumps his hips up, moves his hand onto your clit basically bouncing you off of the bed. 1 pump 2, 3 and then he was filling your snug channel with his cum. "Ooh my god, oh yes, take it. Have my babies, take all of my seed. That's it." It's the heat of his cum scortching inside your raw,, unprotected pussy. Or maybe it's the dirty words he doesn't bother to whisper anymore,, the ones he's basically shouting. No, it's the rubbing of his fingers on your sensitive bundle of nerves so smoothly so overwhelming switching between tight wet circles and back and forth. All of it culminates and your cumming again. This time the orgasm takes over and you begin to shake. Your stomach is taught your breasts sensitive and tender , breathing rough. And he's still pumping into you and he's still cumming you swear you can see your stomach start to distend a little, or that you can see his dick poking out a little where it meets your cervix. He keeps himself held inside you. One arm stuck between you as your limp body covers him the other wrapped around you unwilling to let go claws extending and retracting over and over.

"I can't wait to see you all round." He whispers into your sensitive ear.

"Shouta," You respond when you begin to catch your breath.

"Hmm?"

" The drawer is still open," You say deviously using your thighs and a hand dug into his hair to roll you both over. "Breed me, you lazy fucker."

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Tired

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The Breeding Spell

TW: Breeding, cream pie, smut

It was supposed to be a joke. Something off handed you said to your friend in a drunken heat of the moment.

"I swear, I would have Shouta Aizawa's babies over and over if he asked. As many as he wants."

It was cute naughty girl talk. It wasn't supposed to mean anything. But you should always watch what you say and to whom.

Shouta was a friend. Like a really good friend, with whom you shared a complicated history. For a short time following graduation you had sought comfort with one another. You were his exclusive support designer and everything. You still were. But the intimate part of your relationship had faded with your increasingly busy schedules. You weren't in love with him or anything so neither of you, to your knowledge, had been bothered by the natural conclusion to your sex life. Except sometimes you REALLY missed his dick. Like thought about it late at night missed it. So much so that you'd complained half jokingly to a new friend with whom you'd been getting close all about how you'd give anything to have another shot with him. Even have his babies.

As it turned out your new friend, was a witch. A powerful, if a little ditzy one. Unfortunately, your friend couldn't always tell inflection of voices and thought you were being very serious. And so she casted a small spell (curse) that would do just as you asked. Give you another chance with Aizawa, at the cost of you carrying his babies over and over and over. The curse was, semi reversable and It was sealed in an envelope with a candlewax seal.

You hadn't realized the spell had happened at first. Mostly due to the busy schedules you both kept. But when Aizawa came in to your test lab for an update on his gear, there was a heat behind his eyes. An excitement that said, I've been waiting to see you for so long. An emotion you hadn't seen since you stopped sleeping together last time.

One moment you were offering to go over his gear in your office as you normally did and the next, you're bent over your own desk, ass high pants down with a usually sleepy pro hero 7 inches deep in your pussy.

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck" you whispered like a prayer as you were bounced back and forth on his cock.

"I forgot how good your pussy felt," he whispered sexily into your ear. "Always so wet!"

You knew that had anyone else been in the workshop this late you would have been caught. Luckily you and Aizawa kept nocturnal hours this time of the week.

Aizawa wrapped one arm around your belly as he pounded into your soaked pussy and one around your jiggling tits. "Take it, take it all."

"Yes, fuck yes, I'll take it all. Give it to me I'll take it. So deep, fuck baby, don't stop " your voice was out of your control.

The fucking continued with loud dirty talk. Begging. And so much cum coating your pussy that each movement sent a gushy feeling out of your hole.

Aizawa left not long after that with a deep kiss and a promise to continue later. And boy did he keep his promise.

Every day for the next 2 weeks Aizawa was in your bed, or inviting you to his. Or taking you on the wall. Or over a desk. Bent over a couch. On the kitchen counter, breakfast, lunch, dinner. Any where he could have you. Your legs were spread more than fresh strawberry jam. And you loved it. You loved letting him eat your pussy to get it nice and sloppy just the way he liked it. You loved letting him finger you while you were on phone calls before he eventually pushed into you because he couldn't wait. His dick was like a hypnotic wand. You needed it inside you.

So much so that you never realized that throughout this sexual venture, you two had not been using protection. So when the time came that your aunt Flo never appeared, you realized it wasn't completely out of the realm of possibility.

A positive pregnancy test proved your instincts right.

A call to your friend to rant about your options became very confusing when she uttered the words, " Well duh your pregnant. That's what you wanted isn't it?"

A quick shout of No and a demand for explanation brought the incident to light. A misunderstanding and one without malice.

Worse yet was when she admitted she never got a reversal to this particular spell. It was usually meant for married women who had extramarital affairs. Particularly when their husband was faithful. And women who procured their lovers by stealing them from others. It was meant to help catch whores. But most spells could be edited. She'd only changed a few words to omit the burning need to only be in bed with your lover. She didn't want you to be miserable stuck in bed by Aizawa. You two needed to earn a living.

She just wanted you two to have your happily ever after with all your babies. She explained to you the finer details of the curse. And the fact that Aizawa's need to get you pregnant would only increase as the spell got stronger. Worse yet, she'd need to find the original curse to reverse it in the first place. Which she had woefully misplaced. She promised she would look for the cure.

Halfway through your conversation with your witchy friend Aizawa arrived at your home. A subdued smile on his face. "Hey, you miss me?"

"Um..I...hi.." You didn't know what to say. How did you tell someone you'd accidentally gotten them cursed to want to blow your back out every night

"Mm. Quiet today?"

"I'm just thinking," You quickly defended

"Well stop that. Or I'm gonna have to fuck the thoughts right out of your head instead of being gentle like I planned."

Brrr. You could practically feel your pussy throb with need. Oh God he looked so good.

"I want a shower, dinner and some delicious cunt for dessert."

"I...Aizawa..."

"Come on, I'm about to fill your pretty pussy with a good couple loads of cum I think we're on first name bases," he joked, coming closer and closer. He wrapped an arm around your waist .

"I, yeah you're probably right. Shouta. We should hold off. I'm still pretty sore from last night." You defended.

" I'm sorry. Should I kiss it better? " He asked as he began to kiss your shouler.. you were going to deny him again. You were. And then he kissed that spot and like a blood hound finding what he wanted, he went for it. He sucked and licked and touched. And once again before you knew it you were on your back. Legs around shouta's shoulders, dick pummeling into you. Moans leaving every other gasp. You couldn't help yourself. You wanted him so badly and his dick felt like heaven. Fuck, you thought. You'd start holding out tomorrow. Maybe tomorrow you'd remind yourself it was wrong to take dick from a man who couldn't control his impulses. No matter how good the dick. And boy was it good. Veiny, hot, thick, a decent length and it curved just right. Hitting your g spot but not bruising your cervix.

"Such wet pussy. My pussy. Mine. Fuck it's so good."

"Shouta! Fuck shouta!" You yelled.

"Fuck, I can't hold back. I'm gonna breed this pussy. It's mine. No one else can gave it." He claimed.

No this was wrong you needed to stop.

"Say you want that. Say you want me to breed this fucking gorgeous cunt. Say you need it."

"I..i..." You have to think of something before you couldn't think of anything. So you said the first thing that popped into your mind "I'm pregnant. "

Wrong thing to say. Aizawa's hips stuttered for a moment and then his hips were bounding into yours again. A renewed vigor, but gentler somehow.

"Oh fuck baby," he whispered. " Thank you baby thank you." He didn't elaborate, just kept fucking into you.

Swiftly he moved your legs from his shoulders to his hips, picked you up by your waist and began bringing your pussy down to meet the root of his cock. Your moans could only grow louder.

"That's it Momma, Take Daddy's dick. Fuck take it Momma. Fucking take the dick that bred this gorgeous pussy. Fucking let it fill you."

You couldn't keep your mind any more than a fish could live on land. The cock drunk look on your face as he filled your pussy again said it all. You were lost to Shouta's dick for as long as he wanted you to be.

Across town, in Shouta's apartment, I. The bottom drawer of his hidden file cabinet. An envelope sealed with a beautiful curse. The breeding spell. Otherwise known as the whore's spell. Something an ancestor of his had cooked up after being slighted by his wife. While Aizawa was no where near as magic as his family, it helped to have powerful connections. The Aizawa name carried some weight in the community. At least, enough weight to get a witch to do him a favor. Specifically befriending a pretty little hero tech designer he'd been craving for the longest time. He hadn't wanted to at first. After everything you two had faced together, he thought eventually you two would fall in love the natural way. And you'd even slept together but when you'd showed no interest in taking is out of the bedroom he knew he had to do something. So he pulled away, but you'd just let him go. No fuss and you'd remained his friend. This made him want you more. So, he called on a powerful witch friend to see what was happening. He hadn't asked for the spell. But when he'd found out she'd done it, he wasn't angry. No, the Aizawa bloodline made him immune to magics. Similar to how he could nullify quirks. But the whore's spell worked both ways. She'd want him to breed her as much as he already wanted to breed her. And he decided then and there that he would definitely do that. He woud give you so many babies and make you happy. And the ditzy witch who had given him a favor would never miss the envelope containing the curse. He'd undo the curse someday, when you were fully and completely his. Then you both could live happily in love with your children. Til then he'd just have to show you with his body what you meant to him.