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battydora · 1 year

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some my hero academia men (pro heroes) trying their hand at pegging ♡

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nsfw ahead, minors dni !

characters: small might, endeavor, sir nighteye, hawks

content: nsfw, pegging, sub!heroes, afab!reader, fem!reader, strap on, safe word-ing, healthy sex, fluff

small might: he is very nervous at first, mostly scared he might feel pain but you make sure to vanish all his worries away. lubing his ass took some time, because that area has never been explored before, not even by toshinori. “let's put that ass to use, shall we?” you tease playfully as you push your strap carefully and slowly inside him. he was laying on his tummy and he couldn't help but moan into the pillow he was holding onto for dear life, you pushing your way through his tight walls so slowly was painful yet satisfying. his toes twirled the more inside you got, gasping english expressions such as "oh-my-god" or "shit". once you filled him up entirely you made sure to check on him. "babe, are you okay?" he flashed a thumbs up at the question "can i move?" you saw him nod, he seemed so quiet, from embarrassment probably "don't worry, mommy will make ya feel good", you gently began to thurst into him, catching a pace you were both comfortable with, you couldn't see it right now but toshinori was already so sensitive and overstimulated, all of his senses were on peak, you weren't even going fast but your thrusts didn't last long. "california, california!" he moaned his safe word. toshinori let out a huge sigh when you stopped moving, he wished he could continue, he wished he could take all of you, but it was too much, he was too nervous. he hid his face with embarrassment as you pulled out from his ass carefully in a slow motion "i'm sorry... i really wanted to do this, but i'm not ready" "don't be sorry, silly! we can try this again when you are. you still took a lot in so bravely like the good boy you are, i'm proud of ya', babe."

endeavor: "i swear if i don't like this..." dealing with a man whose fragile masculinity was as high as his ego, wasn't easy we must admit. you both agreed to try this sometime despite enji being somewhat puzzled about the thought of a woman fucking his ass. it just sounded so... unnatural. but things change, todoroki, now you are laying on your tummy beneath (y/n) as she gets your ass ready for what's coming. "you can always safe word if you want" "yes, whatever...". once ready, you slowly introduced yourself into his tight hole, giving yourself support on the hero's lower back. with the face buried in the pillow, enji remained quiet, he didn't seem bothered at first, but as you fastened you pace, you dedicided to ask "enji, are you ok?" but you didn't receive a clear response, as far as you were worried, you rubbed his upper back with gentleness "enji-?" you stopped speaking when you saw the man rested the side of his face on the pillow, that was something you've never seen before, his face tinted in crimson red, teeth clenching and eyes frowned from complete arousal, you could swear you saw some tears threatening to fall off his eyes. before you could ask anything else, the todoroki lifted his hips towards the strap as he gripped the sheets, looking directly at you "d-deeper, please". a devilish smirk appeared on your face at the view "you naughty little thing" you said as your hips thrusted further and faster, stealing moans and incoherent pleas and sentences from the man each second, "you like your ass being fucked so much you can't even formulate a coherent sentence. number one, i'm going to have to teach you a thing or two about speech~". enji fantasizes about this everyday now.

sir nighteye: he is shy okay? but not innocent. mirai had already fantasized about you pegging him but he remained uncertain about how he should ask you and explain the huge strap on he bought for you to use on him. certainly he didn't expect to be roughly pushed to his desk, legs being spread open as you placed yourself behind him. "h-hun i'm not sure if we should do this here..." he tried to get any excuse to try and stay reasonable but having his chest pressed against the desk, wrists being held against his back and a boner aching inside his pants made the task difficult for the hero. the strap was recently bought and it was in his office, he didn't even get the chance to drop it home and wait for you to talk about sexual intimacy. you were there to supposedly drop some paperwork at his agency and go back to work but your day turned out to be much more interesting the moment you asked your partner what was inside that purple bag next to his chair. "oh come on, both of us have the most busy schedules already, we barely spend time home. consider this your lunch break~" your hands released mirai's and unzipped his pants, shamelessly pulling them down along his underwear, his legs were tense as arousal spread to every corner of his being. you reached the bag and took a view "wow look at the size, you even bought lube too. shit, aren't you ashamed of being this perverted, mirai?" you mocked as you squished his slim ass, he shut his mouth at the motion, he prayed to everything to not be caught like this, it would ruin him completely. and you knew it. playing these risky games pushed both to a new adrenaline level. you took your time to finger his ass to get it ready for the big thing, so the moment you put the strap and introduced it in him, it slided perfectly. you took it slow of course, mirai rested his forehead on the desk moaning softly trying to get used to the feeling, you had to cover his mouth after a while, you could really get caught for how loud he got. it was a better sensation than he expected.

hawks: i can't stress this enough: hawks. loves. anal. play. he finds way more satisfaction and fulfillment playing with his ass than just orgasm to genital stimulation so the strap idea came to him early. having him laying on his tummy for you for the first time was such a view, toned back adorned with wonderful crimson wings, lower back arched and hips lifting for you, silently pleading for your attention. keigo's body was tense when you first introduced the strap, but on the inside, he was very excited; you have played with his ass before so he entirely trusted you to move forward. "my little bird, how is it going?" you ask, griping his hips tightly and sliding in him so slowly and romantically passionate "oh, it's great, babe. fill me up, fill me up with your cock~" he pleads with a smile adorning his face "yeah? you want mommy's cock? will you be able to handle it?" "yes, yes! all of it, please- i'm your good boy, i can handle anything you give me~" his words almost made you melt, he was adorable when he begged for you like that "okay, if that's what my sweet boy wants, who am i to refuse?" those were your last words before giving your loving boyfriend the night of his life, full of pegging and pleasure just for him ♡.

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izvmimi · 10 months

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a surprising truth unfurls itself in front of you as you stand behind the mountain of a man that is your coffee date, waiting patiently for him to finish clearing his throat, then hear his voice fall to a paltry fourth of his normal speaking volume -

- former #1 hero Endeavor is too shy to order himself a coffee.

armed with that knowledge, you settle into the seat across from him, watching him slide in awkwardly in the booth across from you. shoulders slumped, he looks less like the grandiose being he once was, or perhaps it's because he's forgone the flaming mustache you've once though ridiculous. you giggle to yourself, and he looks up from where he stared into his steaming cup, to meet your gaze.

"what's so funny?" he asks.

between you are too many scones, pain au chocolats, and the like; far more than a normal pair of individuals could beat to share between the two of them. nevertheless you reach for a scone, and take a bite. he watches a little too intently as the pastry crumbles, a bit dropping into the bosom of your sweater - you look down and he quickly looks away, sheepishly.

"mm?"

"n-nothing."

endeavor's hands rest around the small americano and their size look comical in comparison around the tiny cup. he still hasn't figured out something to say and you consider striking up more of a conversation, but you have the feeling that anything said out of place will make him sweat entirely out of that turtleneck.

why is he so nervous? you wonder.

"you know, if you were going to ask me on this date, i expected you would... at least talk to me a little."

you lean in as you say so and he remains somewhat stoic. his hands are still around the cup; your hands now rest on your hazelnut latte, mirroring the action.

enji had not thought this far. it's been the first time he's been on a genuine date after years, and he only realizes now that he can't remember the last time he's truly ever been on one; after all, he did not court rei...

... but that's another story.

"do you come here often?" is the only thing he manages to say.

you look at him, blinking, then pause, and against your better judgement you laugh.

enji quickly becomes as red as his hair, and you catch yourself, then reach for his hand, tapping the back of his palm gently. it's meant to be a kind gesture but is oddly intimate in this small, quiet corner of the shop. you feel something warm for a moment, then quickly let go.

"yes, this is my favorite shop if you must know. that's why i recommended it." you take sip of your coffee and bid that he take one as well. he does and nods.

"best coffee in the city right?"

"possibly."

he's measured in his words still, the classic way an older man handles embarrassment. you finally decide it's time to rip the bandaid.

"enji, it's okay to be embarrassed."

he gives you a look, and you can tell he's about to disagree, but you keep going.

"it's been a while for me, too."

he remains silent, then looks out the window. outside, just where both of you can see, there is a crosswalk and a large billboard showing a cast of heroes, one of which is his own son. he isn't looking at them in the picture, but he could be, taunting him, reminding him of his mistakes in all manners of love.

then he turns and looks at you, and while you are about the same age as his prized son, and perhaps more appropriate, he hasn't had the chance to fail you yet.

and perhaps he shouldn't anticipate it.

he's redeemed himself in some ways, why not give himself this chance?

he takes a sip of the americano again, and its bitterness gives way to a sweet warmth. he makes his best attempt at a smile.

"i'll try my best," he starts. you grin.

"okay. tell me about yourself."

#endeavor x reader #enji x reader #enji todoroki x reader #daydreams: bnha #mimi's notes

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laceymorganwrites · 1 year

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First time calling you mommy - hcs

MHA edition

Dabi:

to tease you

needless to say it backfires

he fucking refuses to admit that he just wants someone to take care of him

because building intimate relationships just hurts even more, he´s on borrowed time anyway and knowing that he could leave someone behind to mourn him...he doesn´t ever want to put that fate on anyone

so your relationship starts out as playful and casual, no strings attached

but he finds his way back to you way too often for his own liking, yet he can´t leave

and it´s not because of the sex, it´s because he can actually fucking sleep at night...without the nightmares. he feels safe

´naww, did mommy miss her baby boy?´ he grins when he comes back home one day, hoping to make you feel embarrassed and shy

well. joke´s on him

´so what if I did?´ you smirk, stalking towards him and doing that thing where you just look at his face, so lovingly and trace his scars. his brain seizes to function every damn time

and at that moment he really does realize he wants to be your good boy

Hawks:

when you touch his wings

look, he´s very sensitive and gets attached way too quickly

but with you he feels like that´s okay

like somehow you won´t use it against him

honestly this guy never knew anything but acceleration so for him falling in love is always a whirlwind

he mostly loses interest quickly though

because as much as he hates to admit it, he gets bored of people easily

mostly because of his trust issues, with you it´s so easy to just fall and never let go

you´re his safe person and he always wants to be by your side

very clingy and touchy but he purrs so fucking much whenever you initiate and just hold him

his wings are a sensitive spot on his body that nobody ever really paid attention too

sure they always looked cool on TV but in privacy, especially when it comes to being intimate, people get grossed out quickly

so when you caress them so casually he is touched beyond words

Keigo always melts at your touch

´please don´t stop, mommy´

Enji:

when you order him around

he´s not stupid, he knows he likes to sub on your first date, how could he not?

you have such an authoritive air around you, he´s completely smitten with you from the start

not just because it´s so different from his past experiences, but because he finally found what he was looking for, what he´s so scared to put into words

he´s stubborn and embarrassed to have those feelings, to be so dependant on someone, but in the end he opens up and talks to you about it

you find it incredibly cute and admire how shy he can get

listen Enji is the perfect fucking malewife okay?? actual good stay at home dad

to be very fair he only got that way with your help and a lot of apologizing, realization, reflection and working on himself (and communication after his kids got around and saw he was serious)

´thank you for being patient with me, I don´t know how you do it but you make me feel so safe, for the first time in my life I don´t mind not being in control´

´naww, you wanna call me mommy so bad~´ you tease him because you enjoy his bashfulness a bit too much

and he blushes so hard, averting his eyes and just mumbling: ´w-would you mind that?´

´of course not, I´m into it after all´

Shigaraki:

when you scold him

this man has the weirdest mix of a degration and praise kink

I mean his kinks are on the weird side anyway cause he needs very specific things to actually get it up and cumming is a whole nother thing

but you´re so understanding of this and help him explore, figure out new things

he´s a fucking brat but he´s actually grateful to you even if he has trouble voicing it most of the time

pouty all the time when you´re in public and will cling onto your shirt

most of the time he´ll hide behind you

he´s so clueless when it comes to initiating anything, be that romantic or sexual, you mostly make the first move but are super proud of him whenever he does get the courage to

but not everything is perfect, because he´s a brat and way too stubborn for his own good

he just talks back too much, he gets too passionate about stupid things and is easily offended

doesn´t really get angry with you, just because he doesn´t know how to

he has a lot of anger stored in him, but it´s directed at the world, not at you

it´s rare these days that you have off days where it´s just the two of you and he´s annoyed by it all, it´s all pent up so he ends up making a few too many petty and cruel remarks

´if you keep acting like a little bitch I can just leave´ you say sternly, hands on your hips

he actually shuts up for once and looks at you with big eyes, almost crying

´I´m sorry mommy, please don´t be mad at me´

Overhaul:

when you praise him

he´s so cute and proud to be with you

Kai´s never been interested in pursuing romance, the whole concept disgusted him

but then he met you

you were the head of another family (A/N: actually writing a fic abt that) and worked with him on a few occasions

you were the only person he felt like he could trust business wise, he had a lot of respect for you and admired you deeply

over time he realized that you were incredibly beautiful as well, he just couldn´t take his eyes off you

it got annoying when he couldn´t stop thinking about you

he never thought you´d like him back but that didn´t matter to him

he wanted to get rid of his pesky feelings and asked you to take a walk with him after work

your relationship progressed slowly and therefore you always felt safe with him and he with you

eating together, moving together and having sex or even cuddling and kissing all took a lot of time for him but he´s very glad to be making his first experiences with you

you felt bad at first that he did the most cleaning and cooking but over time you accepted that he didn´t view it as a chore but simply needed it for his well being

´you did so well today, baby. I´m really proud of you. You´re so beautiful, you know that?´ you smile after a longer and rougher session

Kai´s still in a blissful state and smiles back at you, his eyes glimmering with love

´yeah? I´m really happy I can make you happy, mommy. Because you make me so happy too´

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emjiroki · 1 year

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Thinking about teasing Enji

Wearing a lingerie and everytime he reaches out to you,you slyly pull away,which makes him wants you even more

Yes I know I'll be fucked mindlessly but I'm okay with it as long as it's Daddy Enji

*hyperventilating and fainting* My only life goal is to irritate, tease, and sexually frustrate this man into fucking me

He would tell you so many times to quit teasing him. Quit playing with him and let him tear that pretty little outfit off. The shy act always gets him nearly painfully hard and you know it, but who would pass up the opportunity to tease that man into oblivion? Eventually he would get fed up with your coy little games, no matter how cute they are, and rangle you down onto the bed underneath him, taking his time to strip you of the pretty lingerie no matter how bad he wants to rip it off just so he can have you shaking in anticipation for every once of pleasure he will give you.

I NEED TO MARRY HIM AND TEASE HIM RELENTLESSLY

#thank you for this anon! sorry it took a bit to answer #enji todoroki x reader #enji todoroki smut #enji todoroki #anons 😶‍🌫️#ems thirsty inbox 📬#em talks 👄

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nykie-love-anime · 11 months

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Day 8 ~ Stuck Together

Warning: Swearing

Rivals to Friends to Lovers. Your mom and Dabi’s dad are getting married to one another and on the day of the wedding they lock you guys into a room so that you are stuck together because of all the fighting.

“Shut up you pompous asshole. I can’t listen to your whining anymore. Go moan to someone who actually care what you have to say.” You all but growled out to the white haired man that was smirking up at you. “They are getting married there is nothing that you nor I can do about it anymore.” You started walking away before you burst into a flaming torch. “Come on sweetheart don’t be like that. You and I both know you like my pompous ass.” He cackled out following close behind you.

“First of kindly fuck off, I am no one’s sweetheart. And secondly if I have to see your stupid face a second longer I am going to burst an artery in my fucking head.” You shouted turning red very close to committing a crime. “Ok sweetheart calm down we don’t want a crime scene on your mothers big day now do we.” He teased and he could swear there are steam coming out of your ears the longer you look at him.

“Touya for the love of God leave me alone. I just want to get this day started on a good note but you all but fucked that plan up. Go bother one of your siblings I don’t want you anywhere in my vicinity for the next few hours unless you want to die today.” You loudly proclaimed causing some of the staff members to look towards the commotion. “Sweetheart you wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid and you won’t even admit to it.” As the words leave his mouth you smack him right across the face leaving a red handprint on his cheek.

Shocked at what you just did you turned around again going to search for your mom. “You did not deny it baby girl. You and I both now that I am right, you just have to admit the truth someday.” He called after you causing you to flip him the middle finger while still walking forward in search of you mother or your best friend and all Dabi could do was chuckle as he watched your retreating figure. Groaning to himself as he sees his dad walking towards him with a stupid smile on his stupid face.

“Touya.” Enji started talking to his oldest son ignoring the eye roll and the mention that he prefers to be called Dabi. “Can you please come and help me in the room with my vows I want to go over it one time again.” “Why can’t Fuyumi or even Natsuo help you with it. You know I suck at the lovey dovey shit dad.” Dabi said looking at his bulking father. “Well I asked for your help did I not. Now come on.” Enji turn around walking towards a room in the back. ‘Asshole. I really don’t want to do this shit now of all times.’ Dabi thought sulking forward following a few feet away from his dad still reeling with the feeling of the smack.

“Y/N can you please help me search for my earring I think I lost it.” Your mom asked looking around frantically for the left diamond earring she was missing. “Of course mom.” You said a lot more calmed down after arriving at your moms room where she and the rest of the bridesmaids are getting ready. “Do you know where you had it the last time you saw it?” as she thought for a bit your mom nodded. “Yeah I believe I had them on in the next room, Enji just gave it to me and I can’t believe I already lost one.”

“Don’t worry mom we will find it. I will go look if I can see it next door if not I will search for it till we can find it.” “Thanks sweetie. I am sorry for the inconvenience. I promise after the wedding I will buy you that pair of shoes you have been looking at forever.” All you could do was nod with a small smile walking towards the door. Opening it you walked to the door next to your moms room seeing it open you started walking in.

“Oh shit.” You muttered looking up at you future stepdad who just stepped out of the room. “Sorry sir I did not see you there.” You apologised giving him a shy smile. “No worries Y/N. What are looking for maybe I can help.” He questions giving you a quick smile before going back to his stoic self. “Nothing, nothing I think I just lost something in there.” You babbled out. All Enji did was nod his head. ‘Okay so far the plan is working.’ He thought walking away.

Walking into the room you immediately wanted to turn around seeing the man you just had a spat with. “What sweetheart back from more.” He asked with sass as you stayed silent not wanting your mood to dampen again. “Where is that fighting spirit now baby girl? You were all fired up a few minutes ago.” Still staying quiet not wanting to give into his teasing you looked around the room hoping to see the small thing.

“What are you looking for?” “None of your business.” You quietly said and he just nodded for once listening to your warnings. “Did you find it Y/N?” you turned towards the sound of your moms voice about to answer as you saw she had both earrings in her ears. “Mom what’s going on.” You questioned as she and Enji walked into the room. “Dad what the hell.” Dabi questions.

“We want you to work out whatever problem you have with each other.” Enji begins looking you both in the eyes. “We had enough of your fighting all the time and I think the best way to do that is to lock you into this room till you sort all this childish shit out.” Your mom ended. “For once and for all.” Enji added as he turned towards your mother and they quickly escaped the room. All you could do was stay quiet for a second before you and Touya both jumped for the door but was stopped as the door slammed shut in your faces.

“Fuck.” you both muttered staring at the now closed door. Quickly turning the doorknob to see if the door is locked and it was indeed locked. “Son of a bitch.” You whispered causing the white haired man to let out a low chuckle. “Ok fine if you think this is so fucking funny please enlighten me why the hell you are such an asshole to me.” You said turning to the stunned man who suddenly went quiet.

“Why have you been such a bitch to me?” he retorted back. “Why are you such a pompous ass?” you returned. “Because you aren’t good for my fucking mental health babe.” He spat. “Yeah your cute and all but every time I see you it is not good for my mental health.” “What.” You asked quietly. “What is that supposed to mean?” “It means exactly what it sounds like sweetheart. You are a piece of work but fucking hell you are hot as hell. Every time you open your mouth I just want to smother you with my tongue. Every time you smile I want to be the one who caused it.” He exclaimed.

“Do you know how crap it feels to have this feelings inside of me that I know won’t be returned. And when I thought I finally had a change you had to have a fucking boyfriend. Who was a piece of shit by the way you could have done so much better than that twat. So yes to get you off my mind I started being an asshole okay. That was all I could do to get you out of my head for a while and do you think it worked.”

He breathed heavily now as he looked at you with questioning eyes. And you just shook your head. “No of fucking course it did not work otherwise I would not have to be the way that I am now.” He finished and you just stared at him with a confused look on your face. “Why did you not say anything before you ass face?” you questioned him and as he was about to say something you quickly cut him off continuing.

“You could have saved me six month of a loveless relationship with a fucking twat. You could have saved yourself heartache. You could have saved me from a broken heart when I found out that asshole cheated on me. And what did you do? You turned into a hurt little boy. We could have had a relationship now but no you had to go and be an ass who doesn’t know how to express his feelings.”

“And just for your information I only got with him so that I wouldn’t have to think about you all the time too. Do you know how hard it was to see you with that girl you are always hanging out with. Not knowing if you are in a relationship with her or not. Okay sorry if I turned into a bitch but I wanted to protect my own heart, my own mental health, my own wellbeing you jackass.” You panted finishing your speech looking at the man you have had feelings for like two year now.

“Fuck baby girl do you know how long I have wanted to hear those words.” He questions pulling you close to him. Kissing you has been on his mind for a while now but just watching you so passionate about your feelings he couldn’t wait he had to taste you now. You lips met each other in the middle and as soon as they touch butterflies spread across your stomach causing your heartbeat to rise. Kissing him for a while felt wonderful and as you pulled away for a breath he pulled you further into the kiss trapping you between him and the couch.

Twisting your hands into his soft hair you started pulling the strands causing him to groan into the kiss causing you to giggle finally pulling away panting like you haven’t had oxygen in a while. “Wow.” You both whispered out giggling as you release your tight hold on each other. “Sorry for being an asshole and not realising you had feelings for me sooner.” He whispered into your neck. “Sorry for being a bitch and not realising you also had feelings for me.” You whispered back with a light giggle as he nipped your neck pulling you onto his lap as he sat down on the couch to get comfortable.

“Sorry for the slap by the way.” You apologised giving him a shy smile. “No problem baby girl. I deserved it.” He replied with a teasing smirk causing you to smack him lightly on the arm. “And you are right about that just so that you know. I just did not want to admit it.” You whispered into his neck causing him to groan out. “Sweetheart you are going to be the fucking death of me.” He said laying down on the couch pulling you with him tickling your side as you went down. Which quickly turned into a moan as he sucked on your sweet spot on the side of your neck.

“You think they are okay in there? It’s been quiet for a while now.” your mom questioned the red haired man she was about to marry. “Either they are kissing or they killed each other.” He teased your mother with a smile pulling her into a hug. “Don’t worry baby. I know they will be okay Touya won’t actually do anything to her he has liked her for a while now.” Enji said with a small grin and she blushed smiling at her future husband. “Yeah I think Y/N has feelings for him as well.” As they heard a quiet moan they looked at each other.

“Okay! I think is about time we start getting ready.” Enji said looking at his almost wife with a soft smile. “See you at the end of the aisle baby.” He whispered into her ear causing her to let out a quiet chuckle. “See you there honey I will be the one in a white dress.” She teased him back but as they heard another moan louder this time they pulled away with a shocked look on their faces. “Maybe that help them a little bit too much.” Your mother grimaced both turning around to walk to their respective rooms.

“See you later baby.” He said as she walked into her room. “See you later.” She repeated with a small smile before closing the door grinning leaning against the door. She could really not wait to meet him at the end of that aisle later that afternoon but first she has to get ready. Hopefully you will be back soon to get ready with the rest of them.

Day 7 | Masterlist | Day 9

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magnolix · 1 year

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MHA exchangestudent!y/nheadcanons

They would definitely be interested, Iida and Momo would be trying their damndest to make sure the class was as respectful as possible (gotta respect the class reps) - They probably told Mineta that class was canceled for that day just to save you

If you don't speak the language (native English speaker) then I feel that either Midoriya or even Pony (from class 1-B) would try to help you out.

If you speak Spanish then Sero's gonna be your buddy as he loosely translates for you

If you do speak the language (hey good for you, Japanese is pretty hard to learn) then you get a bunch of more options

If you're from the UK or with a heavy ass accent (like me ^^) then you're probably gonna be hanging out with Bakugou because even though you two can't understand each other, there's enough hand motions and tone raises for him to understand what you're saying

Y/N: "You lavvy-heided wankstain, bug off yay mangled beetroot, I cannae function rit!" Kirishima: "Bakugou, what did they say?" Bakugou: "Piss off, I'm working." Midoriya: *frantically taking notes*

I'd like to think that the Bakusquad would hoard you to themselves and Mina, Denki, and Sero would be walking you around campus, showing you all of the cool stuff to see

"And this is the other class for the generic studies, and that's the area for the support item workshop thingy," Mina explained. "You mean the Department for Support?" Denki corrected her. "Yeah yeah.."

The lunch rush fucking scares you. You're used to leaving class early to get in line so it's a new feeling to be able to get what you want on time without breaking some noses.

Y/n: *running full speed towards the cafeteria right after being let out of class* "OUT TEH FUCKEN WAY!" Bakugou: *running alongside Y/n* "THIS BITCH WANTS PASTA!

You probably made fun of some of their quirks at first but in a friendly and joking way,

you even gave some of them nicknames

Midoriya: Mocha Todoroki: Zuko Kirishima: Jaws or Hammerhead Mina: Weed Jesus Iida: Speed Jesus Sero: Spiderman Jiro: Bluetooth Bakugou: Blondie Ayoyama: Cheese-eating surrender monkey (took you a while to explain that one to him (yes it's a Simpsons reference))

When it comes to actually doing some of the work like homework n stuff, you'd either get shy and have to work up the courage to ask them for help or Momo would just take the lead and invite you for a study session - you didn't know she was rich until you went to her house

The work studies really freaked you out, no matter what your quirk was, you got scared of Bakugou, Todoroki, and Midoriya after seeing what they could do - really made the mind wander when you saw them panting

If your quirk is support based, I could see you helping out some of the others Recovery Girl style

If your quirk is attack based, I could see you running around as Bakugou is trying to spar with you

(you most likely hid behind either Shoji or Eraser Head)

SPEAKING OF PRO HEROES!

the moment you realize that almost everybody has either a hero work-study or daddy issues (or both if they're lucky) you try to get assigned to a work-study as well

If you apply for Edgeshot's, Mt.Lady's, or Ryukyu's agencies, they would accept you on the spot. Saying something along the lines of "expanding your horizons", "getting you good experience", "making you stronger" etc.

If you apply for Best Jeanist's, Endeavor's, or Hawks' agencies, I feel like Endeavor and Jeanist would have a full-scale interview but Hawks would have you join immediately

As for other heroes like Mirko, Crust, Gang Orca (and the other top heroes), it would be a mix depending on what your was

Speaking of Endaevor

Oh poor, poor Endeavor

YOU WOULD ABSOLUTELY BULLY THIS MAN

I may be an Enji simp but I cannot deny how quickly this man would fall to the verbal wrath of our generation

You'd misspell his name on documents

You'd get his food order wrong

You wouldn't tell him about changes to his schedule

You'd wake up each and every day and choose violence

And best of all, he wouldn't be able to do shit about it

He's stuck with you and you know it

#gaslightgatekeepgirlboss (or boy boss, non-binary boss, you get the idea)

#itboss

Y/n: "You have some paperwork you need to fill out, you have a press meeting today at 8:30am, one of your sidekicks is currently out doing your laundry, and that mission report should be back in an hour." Endeavor: "Y/n, it's 9 am. Are you sure that meeting isn't wrong?-" Y/N: *smirking* "I know what I said."

When it comes to events at UA like festivals or other small things like that, it's up to you

if there's a sports thingy though like the Baseball OVA (god bless) I feel like you'd be absolutely amazing at either soccer or baseball

like, you know how to swing

and you know how to kick

and you know how to girl boss (sorry I'll stop)

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tanaes-playground · 2 years

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The Honeymoon II Enji Todoroki x Black!Chubby Reader *NSFW*

Enji didn't use to be a man that reflected a lot or even a man that prayed. But as he finds himself being smothered by your thighs with your very essence coating his tongue, he couldn't help but thank every higher power he could think of that he found you. He groaned into you as you start to stroke him as you continue grinding your cunt across his face.

He eventually picks you up and gently lays you on the bed as you look up at him quizzically. Plush lips part and moan out his name as his fingers find their home deep inside of you. Enji can’t help but take in the sight of you tight curls sticking in every direction, bonnet lost somewhere in the discarded blankets, eyes hooded as you switch from focusing on the ceiling, Enji and his fingers.

What seems like hours pass and Enji’s head is between your thighs again as he wordlessly worships your body. You wish to engage in pillow talk more but you’ve come to terms that your husband is not a man of many gentle words and in this position you can hardly utter any words yourself. Especially as he slowly slides himself into you almost splitting you in two. Grabbing at your love handles he strides at a steady pace pushing at your cervix before dragging himself away until the tip of his length is the only thing connecting the two of you. And he repeats it again and again.

Between the moans and the slapping of skin you almost would have missed what he said. He didn’t have to say it, since you’ve been dating his hard exterior had been chipped at. Even now as he’s pounding nothing but euphoria into your core his brows are furrowed and his lips are tight. Only small guttural groans slip through but his eyes are still soft and he locks you into a steamy kiss that makes you see nothing but the blinding love he has for you. So when he said it out loud in this moment it was barley a whisper.

At this point during this specific round in the honeymoon you have already been given over 5 drawn out orgasms. But this time as your walls squeeze down on Enji is determined that this one is going to be the most intense. Grabbing a toy from seemingly nowhere he places the vibrator on your clit as he pounds into you relentlessly. He’s having a harder time keeping it together. His strokes are sloppier but your plush legs wrap around him to keep him sucked into you. The pressure of your eventual climax keeps rising until the last of both of your and his control snaps into the hypnotic pleasure of a joint orgasm.

His strokes slow down drawing out the pleasure and ensuring his seed is trapped inside of you. Peppering your face with kisses as his movement stills he maneuvers away from you for a moment only returning to bed after cleaning you up and placing your bonnet back on your head.

As your eyes flutter close you almost miss it again. Just shy of a whisper Enji mutters, “I still don't know what i did to deserve you.”

#mha x plus sized reader #mha x black reader #enji todoroki #enji x reader #enji todoroki x reader #enji x you #chubby reader #poc reader #mha imagines #mha #bnha #me

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glamsmine · 5 months

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[unnamed/prompt| MHA/BNHA]

{Mitsuki convinces Inko to finally try out online dating and gets her on Tinder💀}

Mitsuki decides that Inko has been single for far too long after her husband passed and wants to help her find her next soulmate, however Mitsuki was very daring and that on its own was what got Inko in these situations in the first place. Inko reluctantly let her friend create an account for her after taking a photoshoot of her trying on Masaru’s new clothing line that he was working on. (Which Mitsuki happily tagged and sponsored in her bio) If she had to hand over her designer clothing and accessories to make it happen, then she would not hesitate to just give her a set of bags and clothes, she had plenty to spare and was well aware Inko could pull off any look.

It wasn’t until Mitsuki started swiping like crazy at every attractive and or rich man that popped up, Inko had nearly passed out and given the fact that Mitsuki had purchased the premium version for her, she was going at it for but half an hour before Inko finally managed to regain control and beg her to stop from the embarrassment she felt.

Fuyumi really thought of it as a joke first but it all changed when she got a taste of the romantic drama she had put her father in. Endeavor, or in this case Enji, was pulled into an online dating app that Natsuo had suggested to Fuyumi at first and she relayed it to their father. He frankly didn’t care or expect anything to come out of it since he didn’t view himself as “dateable” to begin with, so he was confident nothing would happen. However, he forgot to factor in that Fuyumi is the hopeless romantic type and would become dead set on seeing the task through, even if she had to force him to go on at least one date.

Bubblegirl only got it to pass her time and see just how many people Sir Nighteye could pull, had he been interested in dating. He refused at first, but let her manage and make him an account since he could care less about whether or not he would end up having a one night stand or going on a small date he would make sure to have no interest in and let it end before a relationship could take off. Things like these weren’t what concerned him and he was far too busy in the hero world to even consider it as an option.

Tsukauchi was getting real tired of All Might being stressed over the crimes happening recently and just wants him to enjoy his retired life, but he honestly had no clue why he thought he knew what he was doing. Getting Toshinori to relax was one thing, but DATING??!? He didn’t even think he had any experience in that field since he had dedicated his life to being a hero and saving others. So when he finally manages to get him “out there” and on a dating platform, he utterly regrets creating the profile, sure, there were some good people on there, but with having the premium version and seeing all the people that had swiped on him only for quick hookups was draining and honestly disappointing(not to mention that some of them weren’t a good fit with his personality and others seemed sketchy). So when he finally managed to snag him a date with an adorable woman (Inko) he was about to go insane with his attempts at getting Toshinori to show up and give him confidence he never before needed in his life, Toshi was beyond embarrassed, way too shy, and inexperienced to have a grasp on what a relationship consisted of, his refusal to go through with the simple date had Tsukauchi sleepless for an entire week before Toshi finally gave in and agreed to the meeting (he could thank Grand Torino scolding him for that later).

Hawks had the app because he was really only in it for the hookups, but when an older woman catches his eye his mind is sent into overdrive. Admittedly he had a thing for older women, the hookups were just something he kept as an option because he never had the time to actually have a stable relationship. He found his heart skipping a beat and his hand had moved before he could process his actions and he was now matched with a cute lady five cities over. {Inko} He was pretty tame around older women(he acts like a dude-bro around women his age or younger)and she was no exception, he probably looked like a lovestruck teen right about now. His tastes were really only known by Jeanist, who had shared a similar preference(👀) , and had ruthlessly made his secret a topic of conversation when there was no one else around. Jeanist is really forward with how he speaks so he really just points out Hawks’ flaws that women would find unappealing and he should consider working on, other than that he has also /slightly/ teased him for it. All in good intention, but Hawks dreaded when he brought it up during a mission or casually after a meeting.

There really was no reason for Aizawa being on the app in the first place, he hated dealing with people in general, so a relationship was out of the question. It was Midnight who was bored out of her mind from the lack of juicy stories she gets to hear in the office at school. Sure, Mic was not the type to shy away from risky topics that satisfied Midnights dose of curiosity and drama, and Snipe had an interesting enough life to share crazy stories at work. It was the lack of hearing about romantic failures and adventures that really did her in. She wasn’t the romantic type and it wasn’t her intention to pry into their lives, but it was okay to bother Aizawa to this level at least once a year and now was the chance she wanted to use. Nevermind the details, there were so many locals that admitted to wanting to get down with the underground hero and an endless supply of options to actually pair him up with a decent date. Forget about the part where he has to consciously know about himself being put on such a public platform and potentially having to go on a date without his knowledge of it not being a casual outing he usually goes on. He should’ve known something was off when Midnight and Mic kindly suggested he join them in dinner at a nice restaurant, promptly ditching him to “go to the bathroom” at the time before someone sits down at his table and introduces themself.

I wrote this YEARS AGO and decided to post it, it was kept in my drafts and is probably the goofiest idea I ever wrote but it would be hilarious if somebody managed to take this idea and make an actual fic with it. I was going to but never did and I no longer feel like writing it anymore lmao. The main was going to be Nighteye, I considered having Aizawa be in the final considerations too but the fact that he’s Izuku’s teacher complicates things and makes it weird😂. Everyone else was just random options that amped up the goofiness.

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pleathewrites · 1 month

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bellow the fire into my deadened lungs

chapter 2 excerpt — important and embarrassing conversations read full story here

They all take care of Touya as he heals while trying to be discreet as possible. Keigo will go on patrol, Natsou will attend his classes but has a friend record each lecture he misses, and Shouto spends almost all of his free time back at Keigo’s apartment, now that his internship is over, what with Endeavor in a — 'satisfyingly' — medically-induced coma.

No one tells Fuyumi.

They all love her, especially Touya who misses his twin the same way he misses his tears. But they’re not sure if Fuyumi would tell Enji — who's bound to wake up eventually — where Touya is currently hiding, under the, ‘poorly led assumption that Enji is a changed man’ — Natsou’s words.

The first week of healing is absolutely grueling.

The second is worse.

The third, though, is when Natsou declares it’s finally okay to take the bandages off. Something about how far quirk medicine has come in the past decade.

When the bandages are off, Touya is completely shocked, “Natsou, what — how — there are barely any new scars. And — fuck, my seams!” Touya cackles wildly, twisting and turning his arms, “They’ve never looked this good!”

Natsou ruffles Touya’s hair, “Modern quirk medicine, man. You should probably take a bath, though. Warm water, different washcloths for each limb. Don’t put any dressing or creams when you’re done, wait at least two hours for all the heat to have left your burns. After that, it’s pretty much the same thing you’ve been doing. You’ve taken pretty good care of them these years — who knows, maybe you could be a doctor yourself,” He nudges, a cheeky smile on his face.

Touya huffs a laugh through his nose, “Another life, maybe.”

Natsou leaves for class with a sad smile, his heart full of melancholy at the way this life has treated his brother

Touya is looking at himself in the large bathroom mirror when Keigo comes stumbling in, “Dabs, are you awake yet? I’ve brought some — oh!” The hero stops short at his opened bathroom door, looking at Touya with wide and sparkling eyes, “Wow. It’s been so long since I’ve seen you like this.”

Touya snorts, “Patched up instead of wrapped up?”

“Whole,” Keigo answers, walking up to Touya to take a closer look at him, “I can’t believe you guys did this without me and Shou.”

Touya shifts, feeling stupidly shy, of all things, and he looks back at the mirror, at his own reflection, “‘S not some grand event, Birdbrain.”

He feels Keigo move, and the hero’s reflection joins his own, golden eyes meeting Touya’s reflected blue, “You’re so pretty.”

Touya’s heart feels like it’s going to burst out of his chest, and he averts his eyes away from their reflections and down to the sink, “Why're you saying that shit now? I told you, I know what you are.”

Keigo hasn’t kissed him these past three weeks. The only times he touches Touya is when it’s medical and he keeps his distance. They don’t sleep in the same bed. They haven’t talked about it. Keigo doesn’t need ‘Dabi’ anymore.

Touya doesn’t want to care. He doesn’t want the hero's distance to sting the way it does, wants to tell himself that he was using Keigo just as much as Keigo was using him, and that it all meant nothing.

Touya’s a good liar, but, ‘how the hell does someone lie to themselves?’

“Because I’m always thinkin’ it, Dabs.”

Touya whips around to face Keigo and puts two warning hands on the hero’s chest, “Stop it.”

“I — ” Keigo starts, his bottom lip jutted out and quivering for a second, before he presses his lips together and nods, “I’m sorry,” he steps back, “I — I’ve been trying. To give you space. I didn’t mean to cross a line.”

Touya turns his head away from Keigo and misses the way the hero’s eyes trace along the elegant column of Touya’s neck, misses the way black pupils dilate at the movement of his sharp Adam’s-apple, the way Keigo’s chest expands with a silently pining sigh.

The swirls of the marble tile in Kiego’s bathroom start to move the longer Touya stares. His head is such a mess. He’s tired and lost, and although his body has stopped hurting, his heart doesn't.

“I don’t like liars.”

“Dabi,” Keigo pleads, begging for Touya to look at him, “This isn’t the right time, but I need you to know. This, everything between us, it was all real for me. It still is,” Keigo’s short-taloned hand, the very physical testament of his words, lays on Touya’s cheek and urges him to turn, to look at Keigo and meet that pleading golden gaze, “You know when I’m lying. Look me in my eyes and believe me.”

Touya wants to. That’s the part that horrifies him, makes him so fucking scared, because when he looks into Keigo’s heartbreakingly open and honest eyes, he wants to believe him.

He closes his eyes and resigns, leans forward until his forehead meets Keigo’s own.

Keigo whispers against his mouth, “I’m a double agent,” He finally confesses, “But I am on your side.”

Touya nods.

Much later, after Shouto’s visit — “I honestly forgot what you looked like these past few weeks. I like this post-mummification-version of you better, Touya-nii.” — Touya and Keigo sit in the hero’s living room, tending to Touya’s new burns. Touya works on his right arm and Keigo kneels by his feet, wrapping his thigh — easy access due to the villain wearing only a tank top and boxers, borrowed from Keigo.

Keigo decides to bring up the conversation he’s postponed in waiting for Touya’s health to improve, “So. What were you thinking, going off to fight Endeavor alone?”

Touya’s fingers twitch. He was honestly hoping they’d never have this conversion, just forget about it and stay cocooned in this healing nest of a dream world for a little longer.

But the world still orbits, the clocks still tick, and real-life does not pause.

He finishes pinning the clean gauze in place and shrugs a shoulder, “Felt like the right time.”

Keigo scoffs, still focused on wrapping the gauze underneath his thigh, one hand gripping the back of his knee for leverage while the other loops the cloth under, “That’s such bullshit. What about the League? You have access to like, a hundred Nomus!”

And Touya’s a bit shocked, because —‘Is he mad I didn’t have a better plan to… kill… my father…?’

Keigo’s head whips up, and blazing eyes bore into Touya’s own, “What about me?”

Touya snaps.

“Yeah, what about you? The same you that stuffed a body in a duffle bag for a fuckin’ mission? You killed someone, you stupid… Hero,” Touya’s chest heaves, and they both noticed how when he said, ‘hero’, for once, it wasn’t spiteful but had real weight. Like the word held some honor and Keigo broke it.

Keigo sighs, pinning the gauze in place, and sits back on his rear, both knees coming up to rest his elbows on, “Yeah, but not on your orders.” The furrow of Touya’s thin brows makes Keigo explain further, “When I told the Commission about what the League wanted me to do, they… assigned me to do it. They could have found a way around it, but they didn’t. And they didn’t even do it themselves, they actually…”

Keigo’s voice starts to shake, and Touya leans forward, wanting to offer some kind of comfort but still feeling the protective resistance of his own mind take precedence.

“They brought a man in. Told me how to do it. And watched.”

Touya slides off the couch and adjusts himself until his own bent legs brush the insides of Keigo’s, long enough for his toes to reach the side of the hero’s hips. He rests his back against the seat border.

“There’s your reason then. It’s all fuckin’ tainted. Everything needs to be burnt to the fuckin’ ground, and it needs to start with him.”

“Dabi!” Keigo’s fists clench beside his temples and his eyes close tightly in frustration, “Gods, are you so naive to believe your single action would have changed anything!”

When his eyes open again, they’re incredulous and his golden irises look like they’re on fire, and Touya’s shocked at his outburst.

“You won’t be a martyr, Dabs, you’ll be the enemy, and the result will only end up in more heroes just like Endeavor, seeking for revenge on his behalf, completely ignorant to the man he really is. This... this is arrogance, stupidity — ”

A lick of fury runs through Touya and he grabs the collar of Keigo’s shirt and pulls, “Watch it, Birdy. I get it, alrigh', but don’t fuckin’ call me ‘stupid’.”

[ “You stupid, worthless boy!”

“Why do I even bother, those born weak are hopeless!”

“It’s not only your body, your mind is incapable, do you not see the bigger picture?”

“Stupid boy, push through! I am making you strong, can’t you see that!” ]

He lets go and tiredly leans back into the seat border, tilting his head all the way back until it rests on the seat cushion.

“I don’t care about the whole world, I care about four people. There’s no room for anyone else.”

‘Maybe five.’

Keigo scoffs, “Really? You read bedtime stories to Toga because you care about ‘four people’?” Touya’s heart tightens and he restrains his throat from swallowing too much, “You watch romcoms with Twice when he’s having a fit because you only care about ‘four people’? You sleep in Shigaraki’s bed during the winter because you care about ‘four people’? You — ”

Touya balks, his head shooting up, “ — Wait, wha — hold on — how do you know about that?” He demands.

Keigo’s eyes widen before his expression turns sheepish, “I…”

Touya’s eyes narrow, “Birdie…”

Keigo scratches the back of his neck, before booping his two index fingers together repeatedly, “I... So, Toga may have taken a few photos…”

Touya’s absolutely horrified, “You peeping-toms. When?”

Keigo’s eyes make a show of dramatically looking up and around, trying to seem like he doesn’t actually remember clearly, “Uh, heh, she said it happened in November, but she told me around the holidays?”

Touya groans, flopping his head back to the couch cushion.

[ Shigaraki hasn’t stopped staring at Dabi ever since he turned off the television. He’s just been standing in the doorway, itching his neck in obvious stress.

Dabi gives the guy the benefit of the doubt, “... What'd'you want, ya sandpaper reject?”

Shigaraki hesitates for a moment, shuffling his feet, “... My room is fuckin’ freezing. Can you heat up my sheets?”

Dabi sighs and thinks, ‘this again.’

He gets up, knees cracking and spine arching as he stretches a bit, ignoring the way Shigaraki’s eyes deviate to the strip of skin revealed by the lift of his shirt.

He makes his way to Shigaraki’s room, “You seriously need to buy a portable heater or somethin’. Think that psycho doctor can lend us a few bucks?”

“Doubt it.”

Dabi gets to the bed, flips covers, and heats up the area with his careful hands, “Alright, here ya go, Handyman, nice 'n toasty.”

He turns around and starts to walk out the bedroom door when a small tug around his waist constricts his movement. His brows draw together in confusion, and he looks down and follows the pattern of bunched clothing until he spots two blue-ish fingers trapping the hem of his shirt.

“I…” Shigaraki looks at where his fingers clutch at Dabi’s shirt before averting his eyes to the window, “There’s a blizzard outside, the bed is going to get cold quickly again. How... long will you be here?” He’s looking everywhere but at Dabi.

Dabi deadpans, “Look, I’m tired as hell, you better not wake me up and use that creepy doctor’s slime quirk on me just to heat your bed again. I’m not a housekeepe — ”

“ — you could just stay.”

Dabi gapes, “Uh…”

“I mean,” Shigaraki grumbles, seemingly irritated, but Dabi can see blood flow to his cheeks, “Your body radiates heat naturally when you sleep — ”

“ — how do you kno — ”

“ — so if you just sleep here, the bed will always stay warm.”

Dabi’s about to say ‘no’ because he’s noticed the strange ways his boss has been looking at him lately, red eyes lingering a bit too long on stapled skin, widening a bit too much at blue fire.

But he catches the heavy bags under those same red eyes, and he lets out a deep, resigned sigh, “Fine. Gods, this is the one time I’m actually glad you snatched the only queen mattress in this place,” — even though Dabi rarely ever spends the night at the League’s hideouts. Too much paranoia for infection.

He slides under the already folded back duvet and makes himself comfortable, turning on his side so he faces the window and closes his eyes to the wild blurs snow. He can hear as Shigaraki shuffles around to probably put on his partial-finger gloves and the way his boss sighs deeply at the warmth of the sheets when he settles in.

Before Dabi falls asleep, he hears a soft, “Thank you.”

When Dabi wakes up, it's to the sun’s bright reflection off the fallen white snow and Shigaraki’s arm curled around his waist, soft puffs of air gently ruffling the hair at the back of his head.

‘Oh my Gods.’

Dabi can’t even get mad, really, he set himself up for this one.

He heats up a pillow, wiggles out of his boss’s embrace, and shoves the pillow in his place, watching as Shigaraki mumbles a bit before snuggling into the pillow like a child.

‘He’s just a kid,’ Dabi can’t help think, for a moment.

He quietly walks out of Shigaraki’s room, closes the door with a quiet ‘click’, and, unfortunately, bumps right into Toga.

Toga’s eyes widen as Dabi silently wishes to incinerate himself, “Whaaa....” and then smiles deviously, “Dabi, have you and Shiggy — ”

“No, you psycho, for fuck's sake,” Dabi quickly shuts the girl down, “Boss has no damn circulation. He was fuckin’... cold. Fuck off.”

To his surprise, Toga actually backs off with a hum and a tilt of her head, “Hm. Well, I guess that’s good. You like your mysterious recruit, anyways, huh?”

Dabi mushes a hand in her face, “Shut up, you watch too many damn movies…” ]

“Tch, that little sneak acted so innocent,” Touya purses his lips before a lightbulb goes off in his head, and he whips his head to look back at Keigo, “So that’s why you got us personal heaters for Christmas.”

Keigo’s cheeks blush, “I, uh, also got Shiggy the fleece pajamas.”

“Gods, you mama bird.”

Keigo splutters at that, open palms frantically indicating towards Touya, “Says the literal mama bird.”

“Shut up,” Touya feels embarrassed, thinking of all the things Keigo pointed out that Touya has always chosen to selectively forget. Acknowledging himself as anything close to human makes him sick, makes his head spin up and tangle itself within the greyed ethics he’s managed to hang onto in this new body.

However, he’s not so sure he can compartmentalize pieces of himself like this anymore, not after Keigo, not after Natsou and Shouto and the way he’s lived this past month.

He changes the subject, seeing an opportunity to ask something he’s been avoiding for a while, “I’m wondering — did you do it out of concern or to keep him away from me?”

“A little bit of both, to be honest. Maybe, like. Forty-sixty.”

Touya’s a bit silent, after that. He thinks of what he really wants to say, what he needs Keigo to understand.

“Look,” He starts, “I don’t ever wanna be owned. Feel like — property. And you... I dunno if it's a bird thing or what but, you…” Touya looks Keigo in the eye, feeling so, so vulnerable, “You look like you wanna keep me. And that really freaks me out.”

Keigo sighs dejectedly, “Yeah, I noticed you were different with me after I pointed out Shigaraki’s… interest. Felt like you didn’t wanna be alone with me, and on Christmas… I wanted to kick myself after the mistletoe thing.”

“I didn’t mind that. Christmas was — good,” Touya flushes slightly, before mentally shaking himself back to the real point of this conversation and muttering, “Patching my hip back up wasn’t.”

“Fuck,” Keigo whispers, starting to shake his head in something that looks like shame, “I’m so fucking sorry. My raptor instincts got the best of me, but that’s no excuse.”

“Can you control it? Your… instincts?” Touya feels a bit like a dickhead for asking. He was there during the times Spinner and Keigo confessed to being stereotyped as things akin to beasts among non-heteromorphic people, but when Touya hears words like, ‘instinct,’ he needs to be cautious.

“Yes,” Keigo says desperately, “I’m new to all this but, you gotta know, I don’t wanna own you, Dabi. I’d never put you in a cage. I was just jealous, but I had no right. Still don’t, especially now.”

Touya takes the plunge, his heart racing a mile a minute, “Do you want it? The right?”

Keigo smiles, ever-so-kindly, and Touya feels a warm hand wrap around one of his ankles, his thumb stroking the bridge where healthy flesh still lives, “No one can have rights to you, love. I just want you, in any way you’ll let me.”

Touya’s heart soars.

He moves, crawling close to Keigo before fumbling into the hero’s lap, both men careful and slow around his fresh wrappings. Keigo’s hands fall to the dip of his back and the meat of his thigh, Touya’s cradling the hero’s strong jawline as if it were made of hand-blown glass, precious and one-of-a-kind.

“I want the same,” He avows on pink lips.

Pink lips that slide into a beautiful smile, “I’m yours, Dabs.”

“Touya,” He corrects, sliding a hand around to tangle his fingers in blond hair, “I want you to call me Touya, when we’re like this.”

Pink lips that round out, “Touya,” against his own.

His whole body shudders.

Pink lips that fervently surge up to claim his own.

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fatkish · 8 days

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Shoto, Fatgum and Amajiki x Mitsuri Kanroji Reader

Shoto:

He doesn’t care about how weird people might think you are

If your hungry still after eating, he’ll always offer some of his food

His father thought that you had a similar quirk as All Might but didn’t believe you when you told him you were quirkless

He loves watching you train and use your breathing techniques

He’ll train with you and uses his ice to give you something to train and hone your skills against

He thinks you’re the strongest person he knows, even stronger than All Might

Introduces you to his mother as his future wife/husband/romantic partner

When you beat Enji in an arm wrestling contest, his siblings, especially Natsuo, fall in love with you

When he imagines your futures together, he’s always smiling and has a sense of peace imagining your guys’s kids

Fatgum:

Just like Fatgum, you also love food and are are a foodie

He loves that you eat so much and get so excited about food and he loves feeding you

You both are rather famous and well loved by restaurants and food stands because of how much you guys eat. Some food stall have specialized menu items that are tailored to your guys’s tastes and are marketed as eat challenges for regular customers

He loves your strength and determination

Make no mistake, this man is big but he’s strong, he’s just ecstatic that you decided to marry him

You guys join your agencies and patrol together

All of your sidekicks love you guys

He doesn’t care that you have no quirk, he thinks that your strength comes from the heart and your resolve and not just from a quirk

Needless to say this man loves you

Amajiki:

He’s very shy but loves how warm of a person you are

He loves to lay his head on your chest (if you’re a boy then you just have very large pectorals)

He loves when you make food for him, and although he’s shy and won’t admit it, he loves the effect you put into making his bentos

He loves that you don’t judge him and that you’re surprisingly easy to talk to, most of your guys’s interactions are just you rambling off about things and he adores this

He loves how strong you are and encourages you to love yourself as much if not more than he does

Loves that you cook for him and is amazing that you think he’s stronger than you

Despite winning an arm wrestling match against you (with his quirk active) he still doesn’t believe he’s stronger than you

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insanesanitysparks · 6 months

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Thankfully Together Day 1 Izuku Midoriya x Ochaco Uraraka

Paring Name (because I dislike IzuOcha) Izuco I think this sounds as adorable as they are.

Summary: At first they were strangers. Then they were friends. They stood together as allies. Now they're grown up. Now they're taking the next step. Now they're falling in love. Partners on the battlefield and in life.

Largely based off of how things went with my first boyfriend. A lot of uncertainty and doubt with the first relationship, but a whole lot of love and care. Might do a P2 on this one with their wedding night or honeymoon.

Tags: mha, bnha, Minors DNI, Thankfully Together, Aged up Characters, Izuku Midoriya, Ochaco Uraraka, Izuku Midoriya x Ochaco Uraraka, Friends to Lovers, Fluff, Simple Things, Sweet Sex, Slow Burn, Smut, Self-Doubt

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Completed Thankfully Together One-Shots: Day 2: Denki Kaminari x Kyoka Jiro Day 3: Enji Todoroki (Endeavor) x Rei Todoroki

The Soft, the Sweet, and the Strong

Izuku and Ochaco’s relationship started slow. Izuku was focused on being a hero and Ochaco was too shy to admit her feelings. They were merely friends throughout most of high school, until Ochaco finally confronted the upbeat hero about how much she looked up to him. He was embarrassed. He’d never considered her anything more than a friend because no girl had ever given him the time of day before. He never thought she would see him as anything more than an ally. Well, apparently he was wrong.

They started dating and shortly after shared their first kiss, it was both of their first kiss. Izuku couldn’t count how many hours he spent researching the best way to kiss a girl but he could tell you how his mind blanked the second he tasted her cherry chapstick. At that point, he gave up trying to remember what he’d read and just went with what felt right. He started to worry afterwards that Ochaco might not have liked it, but when she finally pulled away a shy blush decorated her soft cheeks as she offered a sweet, “Well, t-that was nice.” His heart felt like it exploded with relief and pride. She enjoyed it! He did too!

After graduation, Izuku visited Ochaco at her parents’ house as often as he could. He became a welcome guest by his parents who appreciated how courteous the young man was to their daughter and how respectful he was to them when he dropped by. If Izuku stayed for dinner, he always helped Ochaco’s mother clean up afterwards. If he walked in the door to see Ochaco’s father working on some project around the house, he offered his help before the man had to ask.

Occasionally they would have a family movie night and her parents developed a habit of watching the young couple more than the movie. Ochaco would snuggle up close to Izuku who would be sitting stiff as a board next to her, not wanting to cross any boundaries. Sometimes Ochaco would drape his arm around her and that arm wouldn’t move an inch until Ochaco moved. Her parents shook from stiffled laughs when Izuku would get caught up in the movie and forget about his hand. The appendage sliding down Ochaco’s side until Izuku became aware of it again and jerked it back up, away from her behind. It was so innocent, so sweet. Ochaco’s parents loved it!

After one movie night, Ochaco’s parents stood and stretched but Izuku did not. Her father looked at the young man curiously before he realized what the issue was. Ochaco had fallen asleep on top of her boyfriend and Izuku, being the kind-hearted young man that he was, allowed her to use his body as a pillow. The parents passed a knowing look between each other before Ochaco’s father approached and gently pushed at Izuku’s shoulder. He pushed the young man down to lay on the couch with Ochaco resting on top of him. Ochaco’s mother brought a blanket to drape over the two. Izuku stared wide eyed at them, unsure of what was happening until Ochaco’s father patted his shoulder and gave him an approving nod. “We trust you, son. Besides, it’s pretty late. Stay here tonight.” Izuku was both honored and terrified by their trust in him.

This honor and fear intensified when the Uraraka’s business began to gain traction again. A new contract required them to travel away from home for a few weeks and they wanted Izuku to stay with Ochaco so that she wouldn’t be home alone. Of course the young hero agreed, even though he knew full well that Ochaco could take care of herself. He figured that maybe her parents were testing him. They knew their daughter could kick ass, they just wanted to see if the two would get handsy while the adults were away.

Izuku had no plans on doing anything more than kissing, but Ochaco had other plans. The powerful, young woman pulled him into her room on the first night and they slept in each other’s arms. Izuku wasn’t sure he would be able to go back to sleeping alone after that. Something just felt right about holding her in his arms at night, and she was inclined to agree. There was a sense of security that washed over her when in Izuku’s arms. She couldn’t imagine life without his embrace.

One night, Ochaco got curious. Her hands traced his body–his cheeks, down his neck, over his shoulders, biceps, across his chest, down his chest. He shivered under her touch and swallowed nervously when her fingers hooked the band of his shorts. She waited for him to give a slight nod before she pulled his shorts down and revealed his hardened member. She was shocked by the size and girth, it being larger than she expected. He was self-conscious about the size and girth, being about average according to the statistics he’d researched. He wondered if he should have shaved before he came over, but then she might have thought he was expecting something. Did girls like it when guys shaved their pubic hair? Did they care? He made a mental note to research it later. In the meantime he had other problems to worry about. Like how far she wanted to take things. He didn’t have any protection on him, he wasn’t planning on getting sexual. Unless she was on protection but then that meant sex and he hadn’t researched sex yet…

Ochaco stopped his mumbling by gripping his member and cupping his balls. She looked to him to see if that was okay but all she could get out of him now was a low, breathy, “Oh-aah.” She gently squeezed and started to pump his cock, watching him as she worked. His face was red, his lips parted as heavy breaths leaked out. He wanted to hold her, but dammit! Where the hell was okay to put his hands? He settled for one hand on the small of her back and the other resting in her hair. A bad move on his part as it pulled her closer. She latched her mouth onto his neck–licking, kissing, and sucking until she found a sensitive spot that had him bucking into her hand and throwing his head back in pleasure. She knew he was getting close by the way his hand tightened in her hair and by his panted warning, “Ah-uh-ah, close!” He tried to pull away, not wanting to make a mess on her, but she refused to let him go. “Ah-ah-Ocha-co!” He whined a second before his hips spasmed and he coated her hand in off-white cream.

She gave him a quick peck on the lips before releasing him to go wash her hands, returning with a rag for him to wipe himself down with. He had an obvious hickey on his neck and was clearly exhausted from the event. Ochaco felt slightly guilty about it, he’d had a long patrol earlier and she’d gotten carried away. She just wanted to look, she hadn’t actually planned on going this far. When he finished cleaning himself up, he reached for her. He planned on reciprocating the pleasure, but she merely pushed him down and pulled the covers over them. She snuggled into his arms and whispered a good night. He felt guilty about not pleasuring her too. He didn’t know that she felt happier than orgasming knowing that she made him feel good enough to release his load in her inexperienced hands.

The next night, Izuku tried to return her affections again, only for her to roll away and make some claim about having to go to the bathroom. He knew she was lying. He never heard the toilet flush. As much as it hurt, he didn’t hold it against her. If she wasn’t in the mood then he wasn’t going to push it. He did, however, take offense the next night when he tried again. She rolled away like he expected her to but came back to him later, wanting to touch him. He shuffled away from her with a simple, “Not tonight, Ochaco.”

“Is everything okay?” She asked, genuinely concerned. She wasn’t blind, she’d seen his boner. So then why would he roll away?

“I just don’t feel like it tonight.” He lied and she knew he was lying. He closed his eyes, feigning exhaustion, and she took the opportunity to cup his member through his shorts.

“I think someone would disagree.” She hummed in amusement. She regretted it when a moment later she found herself pinned to the bed, arms forced above her head with Izuku looming over her…looking a mix between pissed and hurt.

“I said, Not. Tonight. Ochaco.” His voice was deep and dark, “I’m not-I don’t want to be the only one to feel good. I want to make you feel good too.”

“I know.” She responded softly, “I’m just, I’m not ready for sex yet. But even if I’m not ready, I still want to make you feel good. You make me feel good all the time so-”

“But I didn’t even do anything the other night.” Izuku interrupted, tilting his head in curiosity. “How do I make you feel good?”

Her face got significantly redder as she forced herself to meet his puppy eyes. “W-well, it’s always really nice when you hold me or kiss me, but after the other night…you, um, your moans are really hot and make me feel all giddy and excited when I hear them.”

Izuku released her hands and sat back to study her. “My…moans?” He’d never considered himself to be an incredibly sexy guy, not even after all his training with All Might and the finely toned body that resulted from said training. He leaned back down over her to kiss her, one hand cupping her face while the other rested over her belly. “I want to make you feel even better than you do when hearing my moans.” He breathed in her ear, “Will you let me try?”

She shook her head and scrunched her eyes. “I’m not ready for sex, Izuku.”

“Not sex.” He quickly corrected her. “I want to try something that’s not sex.”

Ochaco stared at him with uncertainty for a moment before slowly nodding. “Okay, I trust you.”

The words reverberated in his skull as he recalled how her parents said the same thing. He doubted whether he should continue, but Ochaco had already put her hands all over him… “Just let me know if you want me to stop. I promise I won’t make you do anything you don’t want to. You just have to tell me.” She nodded wordlessly and he began, heart thundering in his chest. He’d seen her naked before but this…this was so much different!

He started with her shirt, lifting it slowly as he kissed from her stomach up to her breasts. He massaged them while gently sucking at her nipples, occasionally grazing them with his teeth. She arched up into his touch with needy moans and squirmy whimpers, making him harder than he ever thought possible before. His hands kneaded down her sides as he worked, stopping at the hem of her shorts when her hands darted down to stop him.

“Ochaco?” He glanced up at her to see her face twisted with nervousness, but she didn’t say anything about stopping. He gave her a minute before pulling his arm from her grip and continuing to tug off her pants.

“I-Izuku…” She whispered when he finally succeeded, and he thought he had an inkling as to why she was so nervous about him seeing her down there.

“Ochaco.” He repeated, voice low, rhythmic, and soothing, “It’s not sex that you’re actually worried about is it? Or at least, that’s not the only reason you wouldn’t let me pleasure you?” He slid down her body, positioning his head between her legs and looking up at her with knowing eyes. “There are other ways to make someone feel good, so your hesitation didn’t make a whole lot of sense to me until now… Ochaco, you weren’t afraid that I would be turned away by a little hair on your pussy?” He accentuated his question with an experimental lick between her folds, chuckling when she jerked at the contact. He hummed and mumbled against her clit, knowing the vibrations would drive her wild, “You put your tongue all over me the other day, when I came by covered in sweat and grime from my patrol. You didn’t care that I was dirty, you didn’t care that I didn’t shave. What makes you think that I would care if you didn’t?”

She opened her mouth to respond but only lewd moans escaped her lips. Tears pricked at her eyes from hom lucky she felt. How was she so fortunate to get a guy like him? In Junior High she pushed guys away, focusing on her future instead. In High School, she was so focused on not dying and then hiding her crush on Izuku. Guys always thought when they heard that her family was struggling that she would be an easy catch, that they could throw money at her and get an easy blow job or something more if they had a lot of money to throw at her. When they realized that she had standards, that she wouldn’t stoop that low, they walked away while hurling degrading insults at her. And now here she was, being eaten out by Izuku who didn’t care if they had sex, if she was clean shaven or hairy… He was a popular hero, he could have his pick of any girl out there, and goodness knows there were a lot of girls out there prettier than her. But he wasn’t with any of them. He was here. With her.

She glanced down at him, listening to him mumble about the flavor. Her flavor. He rambled on about what foods affected the flavor and speculated on what she might have eaten beforehand that gave her the flavor he was tasting now. She felt herself going crazy at the way his low voice vibrated her clit, the way his warm tongue tasted her… She could feel fluid dripping down her ass but couldn’t tell if it was Izuku’s spit or her slick.

A moment later Izuku went quiet and lifted his head to study her. “Are you–you’ve been getting wetter the more I mumble. Does it just feel that good or does my muttering turn you on?”

She blushed in embarrassment. “It’s cute. A-and you’re doing it down there! How could I not get turned on?”

He smirked as he descended on her clit again, this time using his hand to hold her southern lips apart and allow his tongue to explore her further. He could feel her getting close, her legs clenching around him as her hands buried in his hair. She was shaking, desperate, afraid that he would let go. He had no intentions of stopping though, not until she was finished. He didn’t panic when she bucked and her legs clamped around his head, he just kept sucking as she rocked on his tongue. She released him as she came down from her high and he pushed himself up her body to kiss her. “You’re fucking amazing!” He breathed heavily, a little out of breath from when she suffocated him. He didn’t care. He loved her.

“You’re my hero.” She whispered breathlessly, “Let me reward you?”

As much as Izuku liked the sound of what she was implying, he had an idea that he wanted to try… “I’ve actually got something I’d like to try, if you’re up for it?” He offered tentatively.

“I like your ideas.” Ochaco nodded eagerly.

Izuku quickly repositioned himself, supporting himself with one thickly corded arm next to Ochaco’s head. With his other hand, he shimmied his boxers down and gripped his painfully hard member. He gazed down into Ochaco’s wide eyes as he started to stroke himself, taking in her plumps lips, the heavy blush of her cheeks, the sweet breaths she took as she watched him jerk himself off over her. His eyes trailing over her body like a piece of meat…it was erotic, made her feel erotic, like she was worth being lusted over.

“What are you doing?” She asked, drinking in the sight of him just as much as he was her. She couldn’t lie, the sight of him looking like he was about to come undone over her was mouthwatering. The sweat beading on his twitching muscles, the sexy moans he was releasing, the loving, desperate look in his eyes…

His voice was deep and husky when he answered her, “I-uh-fuck! I w-wanna cum on you. W-wanna m-mark you as mi-ine.” Ochaco’s heart clenched at his lewdly romantic gesture and she instinctively pulled him down for a passionate kiss. Apparently, that was all he needed as grunted into her lips and his hips stuttered. She felt his hot, wet release spatter onto her stomach and a low, hot, “Fuuuuck!” as the man over her rode out his pleasure and tried not to collapse on top of her.

When he finally opened his eyes again, Ochaco smiled sheepishly. “That was hot. Where did you come up with the idea?”

Now it was his turn to be embarrassed. “I read about it…when I was doing my research…”

Ochaco chuckled in amusement. “You know what? I’m glad you’re a nerd. You appear to have really good results come of your research.”

Izuku pulled her closer and grinned, “Guess I’ll have to do more research then, find more experiments to verify that research.” Ochaco was looking forward to it, but first…they needed to clean up.

After washing away the sweat, vaginal fluids, and cum from their bodies, the two young heroes quickly passed out in each other’s arms. Little did they know, Ochaco’s parents returned home early to find them naked and entangled in Ochaco’s bed. They weren’t exactly surprised, they knew something was likely to happen with two kids unsupervised and alone, but they never actually thought that they would witness it. Their daughter fast asleep with Izuku’s arms wrapped protectively around her. So what if the two young adults were both naked? It was the most content they’d seen their daughter in a long time.

The two adults carefully backtracked out of the house, not wanting to wake the sleeping couple and startle them with their early return. They would come back later, when they were sure the two would be more decent. Ochaco’s mother would distract her by showing her pictures and telling her stories about the job site while her father would guide Izuku to the side to have a very long lecture about taking responsibility when accidents happened. Izuku was confused, at first, until he realized that her father was assuming they had sex. It was a very awkward conversation as Izuku assured her father that they didn’t have full on sex and that he was waiting for Ochaco to give him the green light before proceeding. Ochaco’s father liked the sound of that. Before the older man could get a word out in response, the green headed youth looked at him with the most determined set of puppy eyes he’d ever seen. The young hero bravely looked him in the eye, only one question on his lips, “What do I have to do to marry your daughter?”

#mha #bnha #Minors DNI #Thankfully Together #Aged up Characters #Izuku Midoriya #Ochaco Uraraka #Izuku Midoriya x Ochaco Uraraka #Friends to Lovers #Fluff #Simple Things #Sweet Sex #Slow Burn #Smut #Self-Doubt

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sery-chan-13 · 1 year

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Control

[Matsushita Enji × Reader]

You had always been interested in psychology. So when you chose it as your major, there was no surprise.

That was until a boy from one of your classes asked if you wanted to be his test subject for his final project.

Sure, you were studying psychology, same as him, but he was minoring in hypnotherapy. You didn't know that was a real thing, but were glad you now knew.

"Matsushita, where'd you wanna meet up?" You asked kindly to the boy. He looked a bit skittish. Shy.

"Uhm... if you feel comfortable we could do it at my place?" He suggested, his hands messing with the sleeves of his cardigan. "Sure. That way you can keep a controlled environment," you said, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Oi! (L/N), what are you doing with the freak?" You heard a voice yell out. You rolled your eyes.

"Well, unlike you the 'freak' has a personality," you said, flipping your peer off. He grabbed your waist, pulling you into him. "Come on, I'm sure there's something i can do that freak can't," he said in a suggestive tone. You made face of disgust, and stomped on his foot harshly, turning and punching the man in the face, making him stumble.

"Nothing either of you could do I can't do myself," you said with a smile, shaking out your fist. He scoffed, and called you a bitch. You went back to hit him, before a hand grabbed your own.

"May I?" He asked, a small smirk on his lips. You were not expecting that. "Sure, let's see you kick some ass Bangs," you giggled. He shrugged. "I don't do physical fights."

You watched him closely.

He went over and talked to the other man. You couldn't hear what he said, but the other boy suddenly got a blank look on his face.

"You will apologize, won't you?"

"Yes."

"And you'll leave her alone?"

"Yes."

"Very well. When you awake from this trance, you'll forget this conversation ever happened."

With that, the dark haired man snapped his fingers, leaving the other man in confusion on the floor.

He came over to you. "I fight mentally."

You were impressed. "That was so fucking cool!" You shouted. He watched your excitement with a smile.

The other man came up to you, apologizing, and leaving.

"I wasn't expecting that Matsushita," you commented as you two began walking out of the campus. "I hide my secrets pretty well," he said. "Hmm, interesting. So, tell me about hypnotherapy. What is it?" You asked.

He was more than happy to tell you about whatever you asked.

When you arrived at his appartment, he mumbled an apology.

You were confused by this.

"Sorry? For what?" You asked. "I-i um... it's just kind of a mess," he said. You looked around. It looked like it had never been touched. You weren't even sure anyone breathed in the space.

"It looks perfectly clean to me. Now, what do you need me to do?"

He led you over to a couch.

"Sit or lay down, whatever makes you comfortable," he said. You lied down, and looked over at him.

He was setting some things up. "So what are you doing?" You asked.

"Well, I'm setting up some cameras just so I can see the difference in behavior, as well as setting up these machines here, which will monitor your heart beat and sweat just because I need to know what point your body is completely relaxed," he explained, finishing what he was doing before walking over to you. "May I?" He asked. You nodded as he stuck the sensors onto your skin. "W-would you mind lifting your shirt for a second?" He stammered. You laughed at his nervousness, and nodded, doing what he had so kindly asked.

He stuck the monitor on quickly, letting you put your sweater back down. He sat on a chair in front of you with a clip board.

"Alright, so I'm going to ask some questions, and you answer honestly, alright?" He said. You nodded.

"Alright... do you believe murder is ever justified?"

"Well if the person was trying to defend themselves, or if the person that got killed was a bad person ie a rapist, serial killer, abuser, then yes, I think so."

"Very good. Do you have any mental illnesses I should be aware of before continuing?"

"Uhm I struggle with social anxiety, depression, and BPD. I take medication and go to counseling and therapy for all."

"Thank you... Do you consider yourself an easily trusting person?"

"Not really... I takes me a bit to trust someone completely."

"I agree with that. Now, do you have any past trauma that you would like to openly discuss? Just because it might be dangerous for you to do this."

"Uh no, not that I can think of... "

"Good. Now, how do you feel right now?"

"Uhm... a bit nervous if I'm being honest."

"Thats alright. Its a natural response. And lastly what are your feelings about me right now?"

You looked at the boy skeptically, not thinking it had anything to do with the experiment.

"I promise I'm keeping this professional. I might implant ideas in your head to view me differently, so I need to know."

"Oh... well I think you're really cute and shy... you should talk more you have a nice voice."

He hid his face behind his clip board, acting like he was writing something down. In reality, he was just hiding his blushing face.

"Alright, let's get started. Your eyes will follow this, and just listen to my voice alright?"

"Alright!"

"Follow the pendulum..."

"Don't think about anything... let your mid run blank. Not a single thought..."

You could feel your eyes shutting from tiredness.

"Thats it... fall asleep. You are willing... to let your mind be controlled...

And be completely...

In my control..."

Your eyes followed the pendulum, your eyes shutting softly.

You could barely hear his words anymore.

Your mind...

Was

Blank.

The boy couldn't help but giggle to himself. "Such a trusting girl. That took barely any effort," he said to himself. Your heart rate was slower and steady.

"Alright... when you wake up from this trance, you will be more trusting of me, won't you?"

"Yes."

"You'll talk to me more, yes?"

"Yes."

"Alright..." he mumbled, wondering what to do next.

He wasn't going to lie, the temptation of seeing how far he could break you was heavy on him.

But that wasn't his goal here.

"You like me, don't you?" He murmured, pressing a hand to your cheek. Another thing hypnosis could be used for was to get information out of people.

"...yes."

Of course he had seen you stare at him in class, or the way your eyes lit up when you were assigned as partners for projects. The way your cheeks would flush when his hand 'accidentally' brush against yours. As much as you prided yourself on not letting people read you, you had to admit you let your walls down for him.

"Oh such a good girl... when I snap my fingers, you'll wake up from this trance," he said, going back to his chair. He snapped his fingers and your eyes fluttered open.

"Oh that was weird!" You exclaimed with a giggle. He looked up. "Weird in a bad way or-?" He wasn't able to finish his question before he was interrupted by you. "Good weird. It was so relaxing. And you didn't make me forget anything?" You mumbled, blushing a bit. "It's for the experiment part. I want to know what happens when the patient is aware of what happened during hypnosis will it still work. Plus gives me something to lord over you," he explained, putting some things away.

"Hm? Like what?"

"Your heart rate increased during your hypnosis only once. And that was when I called you a good girl. So, given that fact, and also the fact that your heart rate is increasing with every. Step. I take towards you," he said, softly walking over to you, showing you the little monitor in his hand. "I think... you like me."

"You hypnotized that idea into me! Not my fault!"

"Ah, that is where you are wrong. I can not introduce new ideas into your head like that. I can't force you to like me through this. However, I can take feelings you already feel and amplify them. I can't make you do anything outdide your morals, unless I absolutely break your brain," he explained, sitting besides you.

"Hmph. Cocky aren't you?" You mumbled, crossing your arms and pouting.

"Very. Now, what would you like me to do with informacion? Shall i-"

He was cut off by your lips on his.

"You're going to shut up about it."

He would never tell you how cute you looked under his control.

More for my mans because ive read 3 stories total about him. He needs more love :(

#alice in borderland #×reader #aliceinborderland #matsushita enji #enji matsushita × reader #enji matsushita

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jackof-hearts · 10 months

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[ kiss ] sender and receiver share a tender kiss before they cuddle and fall asleep in each other's arms

Enji didn't think he'd ever understand what Karube saw in him. The man was tall, beautiful, and seemed sure of himself. Yet for some reason, his eyes and interest were turned to Enji; a man who was barely comfortable in his own skin. In his games, he flourished, he thrived, he was a king (well, technically, a jack.) Outside of them, however, he was just as shy and awkward as he was at home. The other citizens were trying to coax him out of his shell, but that was easier said than done. Karube appeared to be trying as well.

Karube had his arms wrapped around Enji, who was leaning against him, all but falling asleep. He felt a gentle kiss on his lips, surprised but unbothered. He returned it as well as he could, before drifting off into his arms.

#Enji Answers #daikichixkarube

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emjiroki · 1 year

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Another snippet of my Yakuza Au insert piece just because Im having fun and want to share 💕

tw Omegaverse and mentions of anxiety

under a cut cause its a long piece!

Maybe you had taken “something to occupy yourself” a little far after hours of cleaning the bottom floor of the house. Scrubbing the floors in the kitchen, sweeping the hall, vacuuming the rug in the living room, and straightening the couch, and you were just about to prepare another round of mop water to start on the downstairs bathroom when you heard Enji’s heavy footsteps on the stairs.

“Y/n?” His baritone voice called, “Everything alright?”. You came around the corner from the kitchen, drying your hands once again on the rag you had thrown over your shoulder in your haste to not forget it.

“Great,” You said, pushing hair away from your face as wiped the sweat on your forehead, “I’ve just been…”

“Cleaning, I can see that” He commented, the scent of cleaning products prevailing over everything else in the house. He motioned for you to follow him back up the stairs.

“Come get cleaned up in the shower with me, we’ve got a dinner meeting to go to”. You paused halfway up the stairs at that.

“We?”. Enji huffed a chuckle.

“Yes, we. It’s nothing really important, just discussing with my son about the incident at our club last night”. You took his hand when he offered it, the calmness of his smoky scent relaxing you slightly as you trailed behind him back to the bedroom. As he got the shower started you searched through the bags for some presentable clothes, finding exactly what you needed and setting it on the bed before taking a deep breath and heading to the bathroom. Enji was shirtless when you entered, setting your towels on the counter, his sweatpants riding a little low on his hips before he dropped those to the floor. Your face burned as you looked away, nervous butterflies fluttering in your gut.

"Don't tell me you're shy now" Enji said with amusement in his tone, one of his big hands grazing softly against your upper arm.

"N-No of course not" you stuttered, turning back to him, shaky hands taking your shirt off and then your pants and underwear once he had stepped into the shower.

You clenched your hands into fists as you crossed your arms across your chest, as if he hadn't seen everything and ravaged you last night, and stepped into the shower behind him. Enji didn't say anything, his bright gaze quickly flitting over your tense form before turning to the water and letting it soak his hair and body. He adjusted the shower head so the hot water was on you, allowing him to lather up and you to maybe relax a little. You took a deep breath and dropped your arms, stretching under the hot water and letting it pour over you. You were thankful that Enji was a man of few words, getting through the shower quickly despite your skin buzzing and your heart pounding. The purity of his scent blending so well with his body wash had every nerve buzzing just beneath the skin and you had to practically keep your eyes glued to the wall or floor of the shower to avoid the heat pooling in your gut at the sight of his muscular body, skin wet and his tattooed back flexing and rolling as he went about his routine; you following right behind.

It felt like you could finally breathe when he shut off the shower and you were able to get out and wrap yourself in a towel, cheeks burning as you moved the towel down to dry your legs and wipe away any trace of the slick that had thankfully been mostly washed away. But you knew that he knew, could feel his eyes on you as you wrapped the towel around you and left the bathroom to get dressed with the door shutting behind you.

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