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k4vehrtz · 8 months

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-> Pairing: shōta aizawa / sub! (trans) male reader

-> Request: yes / no

-> Word Count: 1K (roughly)

➷...Summary: shō offers a helping hand (more like mouth) when you're in need.

-> Notes: not the fic that was meant to be posted this week but seeing as that one is yet to be completed i thought i would post this request in the meantime!

➷...Content Warnings: vaginal descriptions, use of the word cunt, mentions of testosterone, exhibition, age gap (though not specified, both are adults), coach/athlete trope(?), oral (reader receiving), squirting, being caught masturbating, biting, at some point it is implied that shō may have a negative reaction to the reader being trans but he does not. if i miss anything let me know.

“You've got to be—holy shit, this can’t be real.” He grunts, his voice a gravelly whisper amongst the sound of sneakers frantically shuffling across the court. Jesus. His free hand immediately goes to his mess of black hair, strumming his calloused fingers through the stray strands clinging to his sweaty forehead.

It’s a lost cause — it’s all a fucking lost cause. This team is the last nail in the coffin that was Shōta Aizawa’s career as an athlete.

The corners of his lips can’t help but curl upwards at that thought. An athlete? Maybe some ridiculously delusional part of himself still had a shred of his youthful shamelessness. He is, and has been, a disgrace for quite some time now.

His days of being a household name are long gone. You’ve taken his place now, haven’t you? You’re a good player, a team player, and not too hard on the eyes either.

Shō’s had his eyes on you for a while now. You’ve come a long way since he first saw you handing out water bottles to the members of your team. Now you’re destroying his team on the court. It takes every ounce of self-control in him to not laugh. Funny how the world works, right?

Shōta Aizawa prides himself on how mature he is. He’s not going to pick a fight with you. You’re half his age for crying out loud. He’s above that because he’s incredibly mature; As most people his age would be.

So, it’s purely coincidental that he’s in the same locker room as you. He just happened to take a wrong turn when attempting to find his team. As their coach, it’s his duty to comfort them after such a…horrific loss. But accidents happen and he couldn’t just waltz in here without conversing with you. What if you misunderstood and painted him out to be some kind of pervert? It’s only right that he makes small talk.

But the words that were at the tip of his tongue disappeared in an instant. Perhaps his critical thinking skills have gone along with it. Well, this is quite the turn of events, isn’t it?

“…In all my years of playing this damn game,” He cocks his head sideways, and the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. “I’ve never found it remotely arousing.” He says pointedly, clicking his tongue. Your skin warms.

You open and close your mouth once, twice, and then a third time but no words slide past those ridiculously beautiful lips of yours. Shō doesn’t even try to hide the fact that he’s staring. “Each to their own,” He shrugs and you want nothing more than the floor to swallow you whole.

“I…” You start, scrambling to find the right words to say. But in a situation like this, what could you say? The coach of the opposing team just walked in on you with your hands down your pants. Not a good look.

“Wh–What are you even doing in here, first of all?” You counter, fighting a heated blush as you not-so-discreetly pull your hand out of your shorts. Fingers coated in your arousal fluid.

Silence, then a moment later he deadpans, “Got lost, and then walked in on you…doing whatever it is that you were doing.” And before you can stop yourself, “It’s the testosterone, I can’t help it, alright?” you dig yourself into a deeper hole.

Shō blinks at you, once, twice, and then a third time. It’s like you’re taking turns leaving one another speechless. Before his mouth forms something of an ‘O’ shape. You grimace, bracing yourself for this embarrassing situation to take an even worse turn. But it doesn’t.

“Jesus,” He curses, more so to himself, and then takes a deep breath. “I can leave so you can finish—” He stops himself, sounding embarrassed, “…or I can help you with that problem of yours.”

“Go—You can go ahead,” you say, swallowing hard. Everyone has their needs, you remind yourself.

Shō’s gaze meets yours momentarily, silently requesting your approval once more. You nod, turning your head to the side as you lay on one of the benches, your legs spread. Dripping cunt on full display.

He lowers his face in between your legs without hesitation, warm breath tickling your sensitive thighs. As his teeth gently graze the fat of your thighs. He takes his time, gently nipping at your thighs before trailing light kisses up either one. Stopping just short of your drooling hole.

It’s torture, really. The way he alternates between light kisses, gentle nips, and then full-on sucking hickeys onto your inner thighs. Always stopping short of your cunt.

The rough pads of his fingers dig into the skin of your hips as he holds you in place. He’s a lot stronger than he looks. His tongue lapped at your thighs covered in arousal fluid. It’s like he’s never tasted anything sweeter and you squirm, utterly embarrassed. Embarrassed by how wet it makes you; Embarrassed by the sounds you’re both making.

After what felt like hours—You don’t know, you’ve lost track of time. His mouth moves from your thighs to your glistening labia. He presses a kiss to your outer lips, taking his time to spread them, before licking a fat stripe over your labia. You feel yourself tremble, biting down on your lower lip to stifle your moans. There are still people outside. But you’d be lying if you said that didn’t make it all the more exciting.

And then it happens without warning — his tongue breaches your entrance. Your eyes flutter closed, and you knit your brows together when you feel him squeezing your clit in between the rough pads of his fingers. It’s all so perfect. He’s dragged this out for far too long.

He’s so good to you. Your legs are shaking but he holds you in place with one hand as he laps at your sopping-wet cunt like it’s his last meal. You can feel your orgasm creep up on you and oh when it does, you’re squirting. Spraying your juices all over his face, and he doesn’t protest in the slightest. He pulls away, lips quirking, and licks what’s left on his face contently.

#x bottom male reader #x sub male reader #mha x male reader #aizawa x male reader #x male reader smut #aizawa smut #x ftm reader #bnha smut #aizawa x you #aizawa shouta x you

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solannn · 2 months

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ᥫ᭡ 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

⤷ angst & fluff prompt & special 200 subs (for any of your fav characters)

SOFT ANGST ;

1. "please look at me"

2. "Is s/he really just a friend ?"

3. "I’m just disappointed."

4. "Don’t gave me Space, that’s the last thing i want with you."

5. "i know you still love me."

6. "I can’t think straight with you."

7. "Why are you so stubborn?"

8. "Don’t do this here."

9. "You never had a problem with It before.."

10. "Am i too late ?"

11. "You won’t understand."

12. "Do you ever mean the things you say ?"

13 "can i hug you, for the last time ?"

14. "I’m trying.. i really am."

15. "I’m scared."

16. "Can you kiss me ? One last time ? That’s all i ask."

17. "You deserve more."

18. "I swear i’ll do things different this time."

19. "They’re beautiful, i hope they makes you happy"

20. "I know i shouldn’t be here."

FLUFF ;

1. "You’re hair is so fluffy/soft"

2. "It’s too cold ! Come back !"

3. "No. I’m not letting you go. It’s too ealry to get out of bed"

4. "C’mere, you can sit on my lap until i’m done working"

5. "What ? Does that feel good ?"

6. "I think i’m inlove with you and i’m terrifiee."

7. "You know i’m here for you ?"

8. "You’re so cute when you’re half asleep"

9. "Your lips are so soft, i could them all day"

10. "You’re warm.."

11. "I think i might be falling in love with you."

12. "I’m not going to leave you. You’re never going to suffer by yourself again, i promise."

13. "No— it’s alright, come here"

14. "If i could, i would kiss away all your scars."

15. "Shh, just a bad dream. Just a dream, okay ? None of it was really."

16. "No you can’t get up, you’re my prisoner !"

17. "I would’ve had breakfast ready, but you were sleeping on my arms and i didn’t want to wake you up."

18. "Just pretend to be my date."

19. "Look, i know we don’t know each others that well, but i’m still worried about you. No one deserve to be alone."

20. "I know i’ve kissed you like, ten times, but just another ten, please."

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reveseke · 8 months

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Masc! Reader with a cat who has really violent zoomies at times (to the point of possibly knocking the furniture down or making heavy furniture sway) & a confused, and very much scared of the said cat, character just chilling as the said cat starts and the reader just goes about life like nothing's happening at all. While the character anxiously stays by their sides, investigates or possibly gets surprise attack spooked by the said cat.

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peterokii · 2 years

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sweet trans boys for the soul

#t4t #ftm #transgender #sero hanta #todoroki shoto #shoto todoroki #shouto todoroki #todoroki shouto #bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #sero x todoroki #hanta sero #seroroki #serotodo #todosero

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truebluefire · 7 days

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Class 1-A is introduced to you, the new student

Quirk Class 1-A is introduced to you, the new student

Quirk: Blue Flame, you can expulse blue flames from your entire body, and also from individual limbs such as arms, legs, feet, etc.

Drawbacks: Because the flames are so hot, you are more susceptible to heat stroke

Reader is referred as he/him, and uses nicknames like “man, dude, guy, etc”

This is pre-sports festival

The class was roaring with chatter. You stood outside the classroom with Aizawa, relaxed, before he opened the door and walked inside the classroom. You stayed in the hallway, waiting for Aizawa to call you in to introduce yourself.

“Alright, everyone settle down. I have an important announcement.”

That sentence surely got everyone’s attention.

“We have a new student. A transfer from a different hero school from overseas.” Aizawa looked towards you, and you took your first steps into the room. Everyone looked at you. Everyone except the blonde boy near the back of the class.

“Hi, I’m y/n.” You say, nonchalantly and quietly. To be honest, you were incredibly nervous, but you didn’t want them to know. You tried playing it cool. You placed your hands in your pockets, and tried to calm yourself down, playing with some coins you had.

“Y/N doesn’t enjoy talking about his quirk, so if you don’t mind, don’t ask him about it. We, as an administration, are helping him through some fears he has regarding his strengths and weaknesses. Please be kind.” You could almost hear someone scoff at you in the back of the room. You could see the green haired boys eyes light up with curiosity. You quietly walked to an empty desk when asked.

During the lesson, you paid attention to everyone and their personalities. You stayed silent, carefully observing each of your classmates. Some had a temper, some were too smart for their own good. Some were creeps, and some were just stupid. This class really had it all, didn’t it?

Pretty soon, class was dismissed, and you were the first to get up to leave.

“Y/N,” you heard someone call your name, which grabbed your attention. You looked towards the person who called your name. It was Midoriya. He seemed nice from what you gathered from hearing him speak in class, so you didn’t mind too much. You placed your hands in your pockets.

“Oh, hey there, Midoriya.”

“Oh wow, your voice is very soothing,” he muttered under his breath, causing a slight blush of embarrassment and flattery to spread across your cheeks.

“Anyways,” Midoriya continued, “We’re going to get some snacks and we’re gonna go train for the upcoming sports festival. Want to come watch? You don’t have to use your quirk if you’re not comfortable.”

That sentiment rang in your ears for a moment. He remembered Aizawa’s words, and took them into account? He cares about my feelings?

“Sure, I’d love to watch.”

“Y/N, are you sure?” Aizawa asked. You nodded your head. Aizawa closed his eyes.

“Alright, I’m coming with you. Just to be on the safe side.”

“Safe side?” Midoriya questioned.

“When Y/N is riled up by someone, his quirk can get out of hand. And seeing that Bakugo is also attending after school training, it’ll be safer if I’m near to erase quirks if someone’s anger gets out of hand. We might want to make sure that no one gets hurt.”

“Wow, your quirk must be pretty strong then, huh?” Ochaco asked.

“Eh, I’d rather not talk about it-“ you reply, scratching the back of your head, nervously.

“Oh, right. Sorry for asking!” She replied, almost begging for forgiveness.

You and your new friends arrived at the training grounds, and you sat on a nearby bench, watching the students learn to improve their skills. Aizawa stood in front of the bench, giving students some tips to help further improve their abilities.

“What a damn nerd…” you heard from behind. Pretty soon, Bakugo was walking past you, and looked at you menacingly.

“Do you think you’re so powerful that you can’t use your quirk around me, hot shot?” Bakugo said. Your eyebrows furrowed, and Aizawa heard the commotion.

“Bakugo, leave Y/N alone. Don’t mess with him.”

“Awe, come on. Surely he’s not that great. Maybe you can’t control you little quirk like that moron, Deku. Did you suddenly develop a useless quirk too?” He said, smiling in your face.

You could feel the heat in your body start to brew. You were getting angry, but luckily, Aizawa was there so you wouldn’t make a scene.

“Bakugo, leave him alone. His quirk is more powerful and dangerous than anyone’s right now. You’re strong, Bakugo, but I have to protect you from him now. Choose your enemies wisely, Bakugo.”

You were still angry, and you walked out the facility and slammed the door. You walked back to UA, and spoke with you counselors.

UA had specifically designed a fireproof room for you to let out your anger, and there you went, and unleashed all your anger. You body went up in blue flames, so high, they touched the ceiling. You threw some punches and balls of fire at the furthest wall to let off some steam. Aizawa walked into the counselors room to watch you from the other side of some fireproof glass.

“He’s got a temper, but at least he knows when and where to let it show.”

Your screaming and yelling in anger lasted about 30 minutes before Aizawa had to step in. He could tell you were getting overheated, and didn’t want you to suffer from the drawbacks of your quirk, which was heatstroke.

Since your flames are so hot, you easily heat up, causing you to sweat and be more susceptible to heat stroke. Aizawa erased your quirk before you realized. Your eyes had closed as you became more tired, yet you still tried throwing punches. The heat from the room was excruciating.

“Y/N,” the sound of Aizawa’s voice snapped you out of it. You looked towards him and saw his red eyes, and noticed you couldn’t use your quirk anymore.

“Come on, kiddo. Let’s get you some water and some food.”

You shuffled your way towards Aizawa and he wrapped his arm around your waist, to help you stay up. The counselors helped cool you down and brought you some water to drink. As your body cooled, and you calmed down, you became tired. Usually it’s just another affect from the heat you endure.

The reason you’re here in the first place isn’t because you want to be a hero. You needed serious help, and going to a school where pro heroes taught seemed like a safe place for you to openly experiment with your quirk without hurting anyone. In your past, you hurt someone you dearly loved.

You vowed to never use your quirk again. Soon, you proved yourself wrong. When someone hit a nerve with you, you again, used your quirk to hurt another, thus beginning showing signs of anger issues, and lack of self control.

That is why you are here at UA, and you were paired with Aizawa’s class. He was the safest bet when it came to controlling your quirk.

AN: Let me know if you’d like to have this as a several part series! I find this character incredibly fun. I’ll probably still continue this story anyways!

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s3thwrit3sstuff · 1 year

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❝ Just like that, baby ❞

Touya Todoroki x ftm!reader | AU, Dabi works as a body piercer, probably inaccurate description of getting pierced | nsfw, smut, p**n with some plot | sub. bttm. reader | wc: 4k

warnings: daddy kink, spit fixation (?), fingering, dacryphilia, dirty talk, praise, degradation, squirting, AFAB terminology (clit referred to as dick though)

masterlist: pt1; pt2; pt3

[ artwork is by @COooGA_ & here's the link to the piece. Please be aware that their content is very dark, do not send them any hate - viewer discretion is advised ]

"Are you shitting me?" Tomura's lips split into a Cheshire smile - his dry lips looking painful enough that it almost made Dabi feel pity. Almost. "You know I never play when it comes to making your life miserable, baby," the pale-haired man sang, cackling as Dabi reached over to swipe the iPad out of his hands. "You're a fuckin' asshole, I got plans tonight!" Dabi's seething made Tomura roll his eyes, turning the screen towards himself as he leans his hip on the counter. "You think I don't know that you're just gonna get your dick wet? The Boy Toy Club again? Really?" those deep magenta-coloured eyes nearly turn into nothing but a speck of red on white as Tomura continues his cackling. Sighing, he runs his hands down his face while he settles on the couch of their parlour's waiting room. Dabi picks at his ripped jeans, inked hands adorned with silver rings curl into fists as his jaw clenches, but Dabi groans as he tosses his head back. "How?" his curt tone makes Tomura damn near giggle. "Toga, she said you dropped the club's condom while taking out your phone." Of course that little fart-face told on him. Dabi couldn't even find himself to be pissed as he runs his hair through his hair, worsening its dishevelled state. "At least I'm not some loser who games his weekends away playing some virgin ass video game and has e-sex -" "Hello?" Both of their heads turn to the door where Dabi's customer stood. You shifted your weight around as they blinked owlishly at the sight of you. "Hey," Dabi gruffs out which earns a cocked brow from yourself. "The fu - I thought I told Spinner to replace the batteries to the sensor" Tomura mutters though he abandons the thought as he comes out of the U-shaped glass counters and motions for Dabi to get off his ass with a glare. You were beginning to doubt your friend's recommendation of this place. They'd been raving and praising the place, as if the Greek Gods had come down themselves to tattoo and pierce mere mortals. The sight before you was anything but...the two men before you were openly sneering at each other as the dark-haired one snatches the iPad from his coworker's hands. "I made an appointment at 9 PM and your Instagram says you're opened until 10 PM...?" The door closes behind you and the cool AC makes you shrug your jacket over your shoulders. The interior of the store was simplistic and with the smell of paint still lingering you figured they must've just upgraded it. The floors were glossy concrete covered with distressed Persian rugs. Like the glass counter, the coffee tables were also glass (the overhead lights exposing every little fingerprint) and framed with steel. It was all cold-looking. Although, the splashes of tattoo designs on the walls along with the Majesty Palm in the corners of the red-bricked walls warm up the space just enough for it to feel inviting. The neon sign above the low couch - where Dabi just lifted himself off - read "Villains Hideout" which bathed the waiting area in the ever-shifting colours of white, blues, purples and pinks. It bathes the moody man in those colours as well. If it weren't for the scowl on his face or the way his jaw clenches you could have admired his tatted-up skin, the way his ruffled-up inky black hair softened his edginess up along with how nice his silver piercings shone and decorated him.

Hah, who were you kidding? The way he clicks his tongue makes heat travel to your groin. Your friends had always shaken their heads at your taste in men. You always liked the ones that looked like they hated everyone in the world though you'd sigh a wistful "except me" that just makes all your friends give concerned glances to each other. So, you drink up his exposed arms and the teasing glimpses of his torso from the opening of the sleeveless, oversized, tee he was wearing. There was some rock band's logo at the front and you tried to see what it was - that was your defence when Dabi had suddenly called out your name...for the third time. "Huh?" Tomura wasn't in the room and your ears warmed as Dabi stared at you expectantly.

"(Y/N) (M/N) (L/N), that's your name, right?" You nod frantically. He briefly eyes you but gestures to the curtain door with his chin. "The last room down the hall, Tomura's setting it up. He's the ass - the guy with the blue hair" he scrolls down the screen and then huffs in amusement. Your eyes meet. Wow, you thought, his eyes are super blue. "A tongue piercing?" his smirk makes you wonder if he's just as mean in bed as his demeanour is. The lopsided grin on your face makes him take in how you were just his type. "Why? That's too hard for you?" an upside-down grin crawls on his face as he exhales through his nose. "Go, I'll be there in a minute", it seemed as though there was something else he'd like to add at the end of that sentence. A purr of a nickname maybe. But Tomura was still in the store and Dabi, although a crude and usually impatient man, felt himself squirming in anticipation as you walked past him. Since your jacket was now snuggly around your shoulders, the cropped length gave Dabi a peek at the expanse of your back. The condoms in his back pocket seemingly warmed up as Dabi chuckled from where he stood, just as eager as he was. Guess he was getting his dick wet after all.

Tomura greets you as he's wiping down the leather seats of the black chair. You return it with a smile, leaning your shoulder against the wall as you take a quick look inside the room. "Small room" your remark makes Tomura snort, shaking his head. "It's Dabi's unofficial spot" "Dabi? That's the guy's name?" Tomura nods, electing to not tell a complete stranger - and customer - that it was his chosen name. Or tell him that Dabi was related to a VERY rich man that he estranged from for reasons unknown (despite their years-long friendship). "He's a little rough around the edges" It almost sounds like a warning to your brain. It must be considering the glance Tomura gives - as if checking your expressions closely. "But he's good at what he does and we're sorta short staffed at night" Toga and Spinner were still apprentices. He couldn't make 'em stay all night here. (Tomura could but he'd rather die than admit he has a soft spot for those weirdos). You wave away his concerns, reassuring him you don't mind. Tomura focuses on wiping the seat down but his eyes linger on the flesh of your hips that were exposed from the backless body suit you were wearing. Paired with a pair of black pants and cropped faux fur lined jacket with a pair of boots - you looked like you weren't heading home after this. He prods. "Tongue piercing's are pretty straightforward, healing is a bit of an ass though" you laugh softly, nodding. "I heard, can't eat much for a week or so, right?" "Yeah, when I got mine I also couldn't stop fuckin' drooling" You laugh with your eyes squinted in amusement. He wants to ask about your plans after, to tell you that despite alcohol being a disinfectant it wasn't a wise choice to be downing shots at a club with a fresh tongue piercing. But he hears your breath hitch and the smell of smoky cologne enters the room. Dabi stands behind you, grinning as he places one hand on the top of the doorway making you feel smaller than him. "Jesus, Tomura, how long does it take ya' to sanitize the room" The man gives him the finger and you glance at Dabi's long legs as he walks in. "I'm only doing this because of you, you ungrateful donkey" The insult catches you off-guard. You hide your chuckles by pretending to cough, clearing your throat after. Eventually, Tomura leaves. He tells Dabi something about closing the store up properly and after a few more insults between them his footsteps fade away to the staff room, then out the hallway and finally out the entrance. By the time that happens, you're already seated and your jacket draped over an empty chair. Dabi's putting on gloves, the expanse of his shoulder and back makes your hungry eyes drink him in. The mirror in front of him makes it easier for you to see his brows slightly furrowed in concentration. But it makes it harder for you to avert your eyes when his electrifyingly blue ones meet you in the reflection. "You look good" You rub at your elbows, smiling coyly as you murmur thanks. He turns, instruments laid out on some sort of cart that he simply pushes with a gentle push of his boots. Then he settles on the round chair and inches closer. Even while seated he seems to tower over you. "Headin' out?" "Nah, just met up with a friend" Dabi's eyes zero in on your collarbones. Your top was one with a halter neck showing off that beautiful saccharine canvas of (S/C) that was littered in red, pink, and purple. "Just a friend?" His tone is playful and your fingers ache from not being able to caress up those toned arms sitting mere inches from you. "...With a few benefits"

Dabi feels himself getting excited. He hands you a paper cup full of mouthwash. "Rinse for 10 seconds then just spit it back in the cup" You do as you're asked and as you begin sloshing around the bright blue liquid your thoughts wonder if those gloves would feel good as they grip your thighs. He's faced away again as he's prepping to mark your tongue. He's pretty sure he should feel ashamed for finding the way your spit connects from the rim of the cup to your lips hot but Dabi has long abandoned shame. "Sloppy little boy, aren't ya?" He watches your face to see any signs of discomfort, ready to back off if you so much as gave him a confused expression. He feels his semi-hard boner twitching as you wet your lips and give him a boyish grin, handing the cup back. "Nobody's ever complained before, they like it sloppy". "Stick your tongue out," You open your mouth, wet muscle glistening under the lights as it covers your lower lip. He dries it with a tissue, smirking as your tongue twitches at the light pressure. "Just like that, baby"

Oh fuck, your thighs are pressing together and you've no control over it. He's got your tongue in his hold, leaning over you as he attempts to find the right placement. You see him furrow his brows again, sharp planes of his face making you gulp. Closer, a feverish voice pleads in your head, get him closer. Dabi eyes your hand as it places itself on his knee. "Nervous?" You shake your head and he quirks a brow as you tug at the hole in his jeans. You motion to your lap, patting it like he was some sort of call girl. He's beginning to like you more and more. The seat creaks with your combined weight but Dabi's on your lap and he's humming as your fingers slide up the back of his thighs and his hips. His crotch is bumping against yours and your eyes goddamn flutter at the very obvious tent. You feel cool metal and Dabi won't admit it but it is easier to do his job from this angle. He adjusts himself on your lap and you reach up his shirt, he pays it no mind and the taste of bland ink blooms on your tongue making you whine in a displeased manner. "Oh can it, you brat" Dabi chuckles, "I know you want something else but bear with it". He lifts your tongue with the clamp, nodding to himself as he ensures he isn't going to pierce through any nerves. He tells you to breathe through it, not to hold your breath and you can see him moving around a bit to grab the needle. The point of the needle makes a tremor go through your hands and Dabi moves his hips making you grip him tighter. He sure knows how to distract someone - "Big breath in" There's pressure, slight but there, "Big breath out". The needle goes through with nothing but a twinge in your brows and a near-bruising grip on his hips. As you peek your eyes up at Dabi through your lashes, he stares right back with a grin full of teeth and eyes glowing in pride. "Good boy, lift your chin up" You can feel drool slip past your lips and down the cork under your tongue. Dabi brings the piercing into view and you flutter your eyes close but he's suddenly tapping your cheek with the back of his hands. "Eyes on me, pretty thing".

He would've wrapped up the process anyways (duh, you're a paying customer) but you were so obedient just following his commands like some sort of lost puppy he felt his hands getting clammy. God, he was going to enjoy wrecking you. He slides the barbell through and fixes it into place. "S'fuckin' pretty" he lets your tongue hang out as he suddenly pulls away from your lap. He walks to the mini-fridge in the corner of the room, tossing his gloves away as he pulls out a can of Asahi beer. You're perplexed but the growing wetness on your underwear makes you content in watching him. He takes a mouthful, places the can down, wears new gloves and settles on your lap again. He's tilting your head, moving you like you're some sort of doll. He leans in and though you're convinced you're the horniest you've ever been in your whole life you hope he isn't going to make out with you. He doesn't, much to your confused-disappointment. Instead, he leans in close enough for your lips to touch only to pour the beer right on your tongue and down your throat. It's a steady flow, it stings like hell but the grip on your chin makes you immobile. So you gulp it down, breathy pants escaping your mouth as you attempt to swallow everything he's giving to you. He's watching every minute detail. The glow of determination in your eyes, the flush cheeks, the sheen of sweat on your temple, the way beer and spit dribble down your chin. He finishes and Dabi leans into your ear. He envies whoever had pierced the beautifully shaped lobes and cartilages, a part of him wanting to mark you with more of his works instead. His teeth on your lobe earn him a squeeze on his ass, and his large hand slithers down to wrap around your throat. "Can't kiss ya' on the lips but I'm sure there's somewhere else you'd rather I kiss, hm?" You nod much to his chagrin. Dabi does a quick once-over on your tongue as he guides it back between your lips but when he makes a move to get his gloves off you whine. Can't really speak much now, your tongue's still tingly and you know it's going to swell soon enough. But as Ursula mentioned, don't underestimate the power of body language (and a few whiny moans). "You want these on?" You nod. "You got a fetish for PVC?" He sounds like he's mocking you so you glare as you wipe the wetness from your chin. He's off you again, laughing at your pout that disappears when your ankles are grabbed and you're sliding down until your legs are hanging off the seat and he's over you. He unbuckles his belt one-fucking-handed. Your cunts practically weeping a waterfall for him. "Show me what I wanna see, baby" he watches your fingers deftly unzip your pants, the adorable shimmy of your hips as you squeeze out of them (he assists but only after snickering like an asshole), then you unzip your bodysuit very appropriate crotch access and finally he sees his prize. "Fuck" your hips cant away as he palms your crotch "You're fucking dripping". The casual way he pushes your underwear to the side makes your heart double in speed, he's staring at your cunt like a starved man. He dips past your folds, sliding up until he reaches your little dick. "Your ‘friend’ must've done a shit job" he said "Your dick's still ready to go" he strokes it, pushing the hood down with those slicked-up gloves and it has you gasping as you arch into his touch. "Your friend should've known better than let a slut like you leave without being thoroughly satisfied or else ya' gonna end up like this, being used like a common whore"

He slips you out of your pants and removes his top. God, he is tatted up. You let your eyes take in as much detail as you can. His hands were inked with all sorts of designs - you figured he started there from how old a few designs looked. But the ones on his neck are deliciously crisp and it was an intricate piece that went all the way down his chest. You wonder what his back looks like. There were swirls of Japanese clouds motif on his shoulder - a sneak peek of the intricate traditional tattoo on his back of red, black and white dragons breathing out blue flames. He snaps you back into reality as he spreads your legs open. "Don't even need to lube you up" he slips two of his slender fingers in and you turn your head to the side, cheek squishing against the leather. His thumb's pressing circles on your dick as he curls and scissors them inside you.

"Holy shit" he guffaws "You got wetter!" He catches your leg before it lands on his chest, brushing it to the side as he curls his fingers again and your choked moan is all he needs to know he's hit that sweet spot. Dabi slips another finger, your used hole takes it with ease as it eagerly clenches around him. "You're practically sucking me in" his cock is straining against his boxers so he grabs at it, squeezing it through the material to relieve it a bit. While there, he reaches back to grab a condom and places it between his teeth. Your eyes are squeezed shut, thighs twitching as he continues the relentless abuse of that spongy bundle of nerves but in a flash, his fingers are gone and you're whimpering at the loss. Your hole clenches around nothing and you're about to throw a goddamn tantrum if Dabi dares deny you of pleasure but find yourself frozen from where you're sat. "Like what you see, pretty boy?"

What you’re seeing is his cock, hard and twitching as the head nearly reaches his goddamn belly button. The tip is a shade of red, precum making it glisten but what’s more, is the ladder of piercings that begin from just above his balls to below his head. There were six piercings all lined up and perfect and you can’t tell if it was your tongue swelling up that was making you drool or your want to have him in his mouth so you can feel them on your tongue.

And what a nice surprise - Dabi’s real hair colour is white unless of course, he bleaches his neat patch of pubic hair which you doubt.

He rolls a condom over it, hissing softly and you can’t help but reach down to spread your lips apart for him. Dabi laughs, a warm hand holding your thigh as the other holds his dick to line it up.

“Thank you, baby. Ya’ know, I would usually take my time with pretty things like you but” your eyes flutter close as his head breaches you.

“If we stay here too long, a blue-haired asshole is gonna check the cameras. Can’t have him seein’ my bitch, he’s all mine and I don’t feel like sharin’” he has a rougher accent that slips when he’s filling you up.

“Ah, mpfh! Fuh...fuckkk...” The heels of your palm dig into your eyes as you feel him practically split you open. A burning sensation makes your toes curl, the stretch of his cock is making your chest heave. The feeling of his piercings has you seeing white faster than you register.

“Shit - did you just come?” he’s not even bottomed out yet but the evidence was the way your walls are spasming around him. He pushes your leg up, shushing as you pant out nonsensically about waiting and how it’s too soon.

“Shut up, you can take it, I know you can”

Tears slip past your eyes and it makes his grin sharp.

“Fuck, you’re even pretty when you cry - makes me wanna be the reason you’re sobbin’” he adjusts his hips and it makes you let out the most pathetic cry he feels his resolve break.

He pulls out nearly all the way and for a second you think he’s giving you mercy but he slams all the way in and the yell you let out has him laughing. A hearty laugh that makes him sound like a goddamn supervillain as he looks down at your teary face.

“Told ya’ you could take it” You clench around him, sniffling as you reach down to feel where you two connect. Your dick twitches.

He fills you up just right. His cock constantly pressed against that spot. You inhale wetly, looking up at him with your eyes all sparkly with tears.

You jerk, your eyes said, you fucking asshole.

“I know but I know you coulda’ and you did” his gloved hand swats yours away and he teases your dick making your mouth fall open, drool following.

“Dumb boy’s like you can take anythin’ you’re given” his words were like a siren's call. Whispering, lulling you into an underwater grave.

“Fuck” the way you tightened around him made him hiss. “Slobbering all over yourself from some dick” you whine again, wiping away the drool but he just snaps his hips in and out of you and you’re crying out again.

You’re laid on the leather, a sheen of sweat coating your skin which makes everything sticky and somewhat uncomfortable but with Dabi’s dick inside you, everything else around you barely exists.

You’re twisting on the seat, head thrown to the side as you moan wantonly - like a goddamn porn star according to Dabi. One of your legs is folded to your chest, the other pinned to the side as Dabi fucks into you. Your hands are braced on his chest, nails scratching and leaving red welts but Dabi takes them with pride.

He wishes he could kiss you, he knows he can’t but you’d have to do a follow-up to replace the piercing. He wants you to come again, just to see him, he’ll hurt you and heal you just like he’s doing right now.

You’re sobbing, you came around him again and he loves the feeling of it. The chair beneath you is downright shaking from how hard he’s pounding into you.

“Duh-Dabi!” you squeal, tongue already numb. The way you mispronounce the pleas for him to go harder makes him so riled up you swore you saw wisps of heat on his skin.

“Your cunt feels so fuckin’ good - Fuck! A perfect cock sleeve made just for this” You’re squirming again and Dabi pulls out making you thrash which he reprimands with a slap to your cunt.

“Please -"

He ignores you, ignores his dick that wants nothing more than to fuck you into oblivion again and instead curls his fingers inside you.

You’re done for - the pressure that his fingers bring makes your hips jerk up and down, twitching and moving uncontrollably. Dabi groans as you squirt all over his wrists, hips jerking as weak spurts follow the big splash.

“Fuckin’ love this hole” he places a kiss on your dick and you’ve half a mind to push him away. Especially when he licks it. But Dabi’s not done yet, your fucked out whispers fall on deaf ears.

“One more time, baby, let me feel you around my cock”

“S’too muh...muhhh”

“Shhh, just stay like that. So fuckin’ pretty for me, so good” his cock is inside you again and you’re crying out, reaching to wrap your arms around his neck.

Dabi grabs your ass and you lose the sticky leather. Now you’re in the air as he fucks up into you, the friction of your bodies rubbing on your swollen cock has your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

Your tongue slips out, going a bit cross-eyed. Not that Dabi could see, your face was tucked right between his shoulder and neck.

The camera’s red light was blinking but you couldn’t give a damn.

Dabi’s bringing you up and down his dick. His piercings stimulate your gummy walls, making your breath hitch every time it slips in and out of you, catching on the rim of your cunt. You babble, right into his ear.

“Daddy! Fuh! Fuck!”

Dabi plants his feet firmly to the ground, his back wet with sweat.

“S’too buh-big! Can’t! Ngh!”

“Yeah, you can. Take what Daddy gives you” he grunts and you’re sure your ass is gonna have the imprint of his hands so you leave scratches on his back.

He gives one last thrust and cums, the condom fills up inside you and you shudder. He hears you trying to catch your breath, sniffling in between every pitiful intake of air that have you hiccuping.

The sharp sensation of the metal can Dabi presses against your neck makes you flinch. You murmur that he's an ass and he just laughs. The both of you are in the waiting room, Dabi laying you there for a comfier seat and letting the AC dry you off while he was cleaning up the room. Now that he was done, he was sipping beer with you. The atmosphere was casual, laughably so considering how he just fucked your brains out 10 minutes ago. You pull out your wallet after you're halfway through but Dabi walks away from you. He gets behind the counter and pulls out his card making your eyes widen. "Don't sweat it, think of it as a thank you" the card machine beeps and you honestly couldn't even stand up without your thighs and back going all weird so you weren't gonna win this anyways. Still, you pout. "That's the first time someone's pissed I pay" his blue eyes dart to his phone that's hidden from your view, ignoring the middle fingers you throw his way and the stuck-out tongue. [ Shiggy: His hole's that good? ] Dabi glances at the camera behind the counter, licking the back of his teeth as he saw the red light. [ Shiggy: Think he can take two of us at the same time? ] [ Dabi: Fuck off, he's my bitch ] Tomura sends a screenshot of your fucked-out face nuzzled into his neck. Dabi's dick twitches to life. [ Shiggy: Just wanna test out his head game, think I can teach him a few tricks using that new piercing ] Tomura grins when Dabi tells him they'd have to wait for it to heal, moaning as he squeezes his cock. He goes back to the replay of the feed, of you getting your first orgasm and throws his head back as he cums into his fists just as you came all over Dabi's cock.

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freestyle-crocodile-trashpile · 10 months

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Locker room?

Summary:Your trans and don't know which locker room to go to

Type:Scenario:Class 1A & FTM!Reader

Version:Mha

At first, you figured you didn't think it'd be a problem. But when you saw the actual locker rooms you panicked.

"...ah, shit"

The girls' and boys' locker rooms were directly across from each other, and there weren't any bathrooms nearby. The closest one was all the back by the classroom, and then some, that'd take too long. But you're a boy, right? Yeah, the class sees you as a boy, you go change in the boys' room. But what if something happens? You gulp and look between the two locker rooms. Yes, you have an under shirt on, but you don't have a packer, and since the activity has something to do with gym you'd have to take your binder off, or maybe you could keep it on? No, that's not safe... but it'd work. No, no, don't keep your binder on. People have said to just wear two sports bras. But you didn't have two sports bras on you, especially since you didn't think your class would be doing this one the first day. You start to panic, gripping your binder through your shirt. Before you could panic to much a hand landed on your shoulder, alittle startled you turned around.

"L/n"

It was Mr.Aizawa, your teacher.

"M-Mr.Aizawa, hey...."

He didn't look to pleased.

"Why aren't you changing?"

Even though he's seen your school record and has seen the F on it. He still looked towards the boys locker rooms.

"O-Oh, I-......um, it's just...."

You looked down at the floor, and he sighed, pointing down the hall from which you guys came.

"Go change in the bathrooms, it's the first day, not many people will be in there. And hurry up, I won't wait forever"

Your face lights up and you nod.

"Yes, sir! I'll be quick"

After he told you that, you'd always change in the bathrooms, and at some point, Mr.Aizawa gave you the key for a staff bathroom so you wouldn't have to worry about students. And yes, he let the other staff members know about this so you wouldn't have to worry about being yelled at. It was going great and really easy until it started getting later in the year, when you started befriending your class. It was Denki started it.

"Yeah, and did you see what Kirishima did? He was like,"

Denki then turned to you and did his best impression of Kirishima, which made you laugh.

"He looked nothing like that"

You laughed some more before you realized you were standing in the boys' locker room, you gulped, but Denki didn't notice.

"Yeah, probably, but he still did that, didn't you Kirishima?"

Kirishima was clueless to what was happening.

"Huh? What happened?"

Denki stared at him for a moment before explaining it to him while you stood there frozen before walking to your locker, which luckily was by Iida and Shoji, so you'd be fine from Mineta.

"Ah, hello l/n. I have yet to see you in here"

Iida didn't seem to mean in harm in that, but it made you worry.

"Y-Yeah, I've been using the bathroom before changing, so you guys probably finish changing before I can back"

Iida let out a small 'ah' before nodding and turning back to his locker. You sighed and slowly took off your blazer, looking down at your brief case you panicked slightly. How were you gonna do this? Your hero costume purposely had many layers, so you could hide your chest without a binder, but now you were surrounded by boys. You looked between Iida and Shoji before noticing the privacy curtains. Your eyes lit up, but Mineta still worried you. You gulped and grabbed your brief case, which had your hero costume in it. Walking into one of the open curtains, you closed it and quickly got changed. Walking out, you notice the majority of the boys are still in here. You sigh and sit down infront of your locker to put your shoes on.

"L/n!"

You jump slightly and look up at Denki, who appeared in front of you. Giving him a small 'Mm?', telling him to continue he crouched down to your level.

"So, me, Kirishima, and Sero were all planning something for later. And wanted to know if you'll come with us"

You looked a little confused, especially when you noticed Sero and Kirishima staring at the two of you.

"Uh, s-sure, what are you planning?"

Denki stared at you for a second before snickering.

"Don't worry about it, we'll come get you later, so just get ready once you get home."

Denki left with a wink and finger guns before walking over to Kirishima and Sero, giving them what looked like an okay as the two got excited and sent thumbs up your way. You were clearly confused but brushed it off. The next day at school, you were pretty tired. The three boys had made you come with them and practically dragged you around the city doing random shit with them. Apparently, it was because Mina and Bakugou said no, so you we're their next choice. When it was time to change, you stretched for a moment before someone grabbed your arm and started dragging you, not literally.

"Sorry about the boys, Kaminari probably dragged you around alot"

Looking at Mina, you laugh slightly.

"Yeah, but it wasn't just him, Kirishima and Sero too"

Mina huffed and pushed open the doors to the girls' locker room, making you go through the same panic, just a little more calm than in the boys' locker room.

"Those three....welp, at least you got some cool stuff, right?"

She turned to you, and you gave a smile and nod. She seemed happy with that answer and let you go. Looking around for your locker, you noticed Jirou looking at you confused. You just shrugged and pointed at Mina. Before walking over to your locker. Which was next to Momo and Tsu. You felt a little more comfortable changing in the girls' locker room, but it still changed in the privacy stall. None of the girls seemed to care that you were in there. Some of them, like Uraraka and Jirou, were a little confused, but nothing else. This started becoming a pattern. If you were talking to one of the girls or boys, they'd probably drag you into the locker rooms. Bakugou and Todoroki wouldn't, though, probably because they don't talk to you a lot, or it's because you don't talk to them either way they won't drag you into the locker rooms. It's weird, and even Mr.Aizawa caught on to this weird pattern. It only stopped when you were one day walking with Mina and Denki. The three of you were to deep into a conversation to even realize. Cause the moment Denki grabbed your arm, so did Mina. They both walked in two different directions, confusing you and tugging at your arm. The two of them looked at each other and stared.

"Guys....."

They didn't seem to hear you.

"What are you doing?"

Mina looked at Denki confused as she said that.

"Taking L/n to the locker rooms, what are YOU doing?"

Mina was quiet before looking at you.

"The same thing..."

The two looked at each other before giving one another a stern look.

"But L/n is a dude"

"L/n is a girl"

They were practically in sync, turning to look over your shoulder. You looked at Jirou and Kirishima, who were standing behind you guys, not too far either. Giving them a pleading look and mouthing a help me, before you suddenly got pulled hard by Denki.

"No, l/n is a boy! I've seen the stuff!"

Mina yanked you as well, making it alittle difficult for Denki.

"No...cause I've seen the stuff to!.....wait...how have you seen the stuff? L/n changing in the privacy stalls"

Kirishima walked over and pryed both their hands away as the two continued to argue.

"Uh... there's been times when he didn't change. I'm the privacy stall, so....yeah"

Kirishima looked heavily confused and Jirou was holding in her laughter.

"He did?"

Denki looked at Kirishima. And Mina pushed Denkis shoulder slightly.

"See! You haven't seen the stuff"

Denki huffed and turned to Mina.

"Well...you haven't either"

You ended up sneaking off to the bathrooms, leaving Mina and denki to try and figure it out by themselves. Near the end of the day Mina and Denki were standing in front of the door, preventing you from leaving.

"L/n!"

They both said at the same time, their loud voices caught the attention of most of the class. You gulped and took a step back, you were pretty sure you knew were this was going.

"So, we've talked, and asked some of our classmates, even some over students, and...no one had a solid answer."

Mina had a weirdly stern look on her face as she spoke.

"Yeah, so....what are you?"

You stared at Denki and gulped, this wasn't thr conversation you wanted to have infront of the class

"Yeah, I'm curious too, how comes you get to go into the girls locker room?"

Of course it was Mineta. You sighed and rubbed the back of your neck.

"I usually change in the bathrooms for this reason exactly....but I'm a guy"

Minas face dropped, and Denki laughed.

"SEE! SE-"

Denki stopped and looked at you. Now he was confused.

"Then....why do you also change in the girls locker room."

You looked down and rubbed the back of your neck.

"Do....Do we have to have this conversation infront of the whole class"

You didn't think the class was even listening, until you heard some of them talk.

"I think you should, since I'm sure everyone here is wondering the same thing"

Iida....why'd you have to say something. You sighed and looked around the class room, everyone was looking at you.

"Hurry this up, I don't want to be stuck here"

Bakugou grumbled next to you, which made you jump. You didn't even know he was there. But thinking about it, you've realized how messed up it actually sounds. It'd be best to just tell them. You take a deep breath in, even though it was more shaky then anything. Looking at the ground you finally spoke.

"...I'm trans....that's why"

Denki didn't seem to get it, but you heard a few signs of relief from behind you.

"Thank god that's what it is, I thought for a second there you were some creep like Mineta."

You looked at Sero, almost horrified by his remark, but he's got a point.

"I'm right here ya know"

You sighed.

"Sorry... I didn't want it to seem like that. I just kinda panicked and instantly go to the privacy stalls"

Lucky, no one seemed to care you were trans. And actually supported you, but after you said that Bakugou huffed something along the lines of 'you damn extras always wasting my time, blah blah blah' something like that.

[A/n:This was alot longer than intended 😅. I hope you enjoyed]

#mha x male reader #mha x reader #mha class 1a #ftm #ftm reader #bnha x male reader #bnha x reader #mha #bnha #mha aizawa #bnha aizawa #mha kaminari

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nyaniikat · 11 months

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Alpha ftm reader x bakugo 👉🏻👈🏻 reader is really Stoic and cold (even more then todo) and refuses to fight other students when they train. But when villains attack he gets really violent and protective of his classmates and especially bakugo.

Thank you for this request!

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Alpha Ftm reader/Omega Bakugou

-Reader has a healing quirk however the more he uses it on someone it can start to hurt them. Reader can also use a bow and arrow since they use it as a defense weapon in case there is an enemy charging from afar and they need to protect the injured.

7/7/2023: I did not proofread this properly so I apologize if you suffer a lot reading this. This fic was started months ago

Fem aligned DNI

Masterlist

Another earful from Aizawa sensei. This time he was threatening you to get your shit together when fighting other students for training, Aizawa sensei having a mothers anger but a dads concern really sent chills down your back.

You didn't like fighting with other students, the only ones you would fight were villains. Accidentally hurting people with your quirk fears you but no one would know with the stone look on your face. Your classmates were scared to talk to you or involve you with anything as you didn't look the type to involve yourself in things. You barely show any emotion and the way you tower over (almost) everyone is already enough to make them feel afraid of you. It didn't help that people knew you were trans, your classmates assured you that they don't really care and they like you as you however the weird rumours from other students were something that couldn't be easily ignored.

But, there was one person in class you can't seem to get out of your head. Bakugou Katsuki, the hot-headed omega that acted like a proper alpha, honestly? that's the hottest thing you've seen an omega be and he isn't like that to be attention seeking but to always try to get some sort of point across in an aggressive way. You were definitely interested in him, but your short answers were something that annoyed him and so he didn't want to talk to you at all and ignored your attempts for a conversation and a lunch or dinner out.

At some point he agreed to be by your side but only temporarily as he wasn't entirely attached to you the way you were to him.

"I'm only agreeing to this because your quirk is useful if I'm injured shithead" Is what he says

It hurts to hear that but you were determined to make him fully yours.

Then suddenly your boss told you, you were going for a team-up as there were a handful of difficult villains on the street wrecking everything, they needed your quirk on the field as things weren't going so well.

However, when you and your team arrived it was a mess, you saw a few of your classmates injured and being taken away from the fight while others did their best to help the pros. But your breath hitched and everything fell silent to your ears when you saw the one guy you were interested in fall to the ground struggling to pick himself up,

That's when your anger got to you, seeing your classmates especially Bakugou being injured and trying to pick themself up despite the broken bones hurt you. Even though you don't say much and minimize your interaction with your classmate they are still people important to you and people that made you feel warm inside, and it didn't help that one of those people that made you feel warm inside was your potential mate.

Grabbing your bow and arrow you immediately start shooting at the enemy whilst heading over to Bakugou. but a pro hero started covering for you as you ran to get to Bakugou, kneeling down over his tired body and picking it up with ease sprinting to a safe place to heal him.

A majority of the injured had quirks that worked long-range or was a support quirk so they still helped out from the safe zone. But right now your main focus was on him, broken bones, large open wounds on his body, and multiple scars that covered him. Focusing your all on healing his bones first and closing up the large wounds, your hands covered in his blood desperately trying to close it up.

"Heal heal heal please.. heal..."

Closing your eyes, you felt yourself get dizzy as the energy in your body slowly drained out to save the other. At this point, you were getting reckless by the second. You didn't even care if you stood by his side by the end of this fight, just as long as he was alive you would feel relieved even from the grave.

A coughing noise entered your hearing, and your eyes shot open at the sight of Bakugou coughing as his breathing started to even you felt a breath of relief leave your body but the lack of energy you now have is making you feel light-headed from using your quirk past its limit. Quickly wrapping up Bakugous's wound, make sure to clean up the blood as best you can.

A hand was placed on your shoulder, looking up you see Aizawa giving a concerned look.

"Right after this you're resting, you've pushed yourself beyond your limit."

"Wait what about the others who are injured?"

"They're being taken care of and the villain has been captured. I expect to see you resting in a bit."

You nodded your head, as you finish wrapping up the guy you have a silly crush on. Standing up, Aizawa led you to another area where you could take a quick water break and get some quick shut-eye to regain some strength.

"WHERE'S THAT IDIOT?!"

Your eyes now wide open, feeling startled you got your bow out and started pointing to where the noise is coming from. All you saw next was a guy running towards you, holding you by the collar, and then yelling at you about how you're an idiot for trying to save him and not other people on the field. But due to your tiredness, you didn't register the fact that Bakugou was holding you up and shaking you around like a dusty tablecloth until he dragged you somewhere that was quiet.

"Hey, heyy you're supposed to be resting! you're not meant to be up for another 3 hours"

"3 HOURS MY ASS, YOU NEED 3 HOURS"

"OKAY okay! I get it! Now stop yelling or else you won't be able to speak for 2 weeks"

Saying that shut him up real quick as he looks away with a 'tsk'

"Can you uh.. stop holding me now? I mean I don't mind you holding me but I know you definitely mind holding me."

He didn't let his hands go off the collar of your shirt

"Uhm Baku-

" When I got up the first thing Kirishima and Deku told me was that you rescued me and used your energy on me ya know."

Now you were the one that shut up real quick

"I know how much you've been making an effort to make me your mate but this is not the way to do it. You and I both know that you shouldn't be using all your energy on one person."

Now you were the one looking away with a 'tsk'

"You were bleeding a lot Katsuki, so I had to concentrate on you. I can still heal other people ya know. Even if I'm trying to make you my mate I still put my duty first"

"Is that duty to come straight running to me only to heal me with every energy you have despite knowing you could possibly hurt me in the process?"

He let go of you

"Oi look at me"

You look at him with fear and worry in your eyes whilst he looked back at you with concern

"Stop trying so hard, I already agreed to be by your side, didn't I?

"Yeah but you said it was temporary and you only want me for my quirk"

"Yeah and I lied"

"What?"

"I don't mind you being my mate"

"Even.. if I don't say much"

"Even if you don't say much"

"Even though I'm trans..?"

"Since when the fuck being trans means you're an entirely different person? You're still you, from when you introduced yourself to me and other people, and right now in this conversation, you're still you"

"But what about those rumors?"

"Fuck those rumors, they're not even in our class or good friends with you to say shit like that! I'll beat them up later"

"Ah ah ah no beating people up"

"What?! why not?!"

"Because you still need to recover. Do you think you can beat people up right now?"

"Tsk I'll beat them up AFTER I'm done recovering dumbass"

You laughed a little, with the mood finally lightening up Katsuki gave a lazy smile

"So are you becoming my mate or not dumbass?"

"Hey I'm the one supposed to be asking that"

"Fuck that who cares, yes or no?!"

You grabbed him by the waist pulling him close to you, chest to chest

"Yes, and I know this is a terrible situation to ask considering you're injured but can I kiss you?"

"You ask too many fucking questions"

Katsuki says as he puts a hand behind your head to yank you in for a kiss and you accepted.

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"WOOOO LETS GO BAKUGO AND Y/N!!"

"WOOT WOOT!"

"WHAT THE FUCK HOW LONG WERE YOU GUYS STANDING THERE"

"WE FOLLOWED YOU TWO AND WE GOT TO SEE YOU MAKKKKEEE OUTTTT"

"WE WERE NOT MAKING OUT, GET OVER HERE"

Katsuki pushed you away as he went to chase after his red, yellow and pink-haired friends

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kyo-kris · 2 months

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SHIGARAKI TOMURA X FEMININE FTM READER

: fluffy, comfort

TW: Dysphoria, reader is depressed, transphobia, reader likes to dress himself with "girlie" outfits

A/N: Used "you" and "M/n" (male name, dont ask me) to reader

You felt so handsome with your "girliest" outifts from your closet, and it was like this. A lot of people respected you the way you were, but you couldn't help but feel uncomfortable for some commentaries about your clothes, "you identify yourself as a man but dress like a girl? You are just confused" is that you most hear from their mouth, when you don't asked their opinion at all.

But you feel uncomfortable, who wouldn't? Feeling guilty, suddenly feeling ugly and not yourself anymore. You didn't want nothing but stay in your room, just listening songs, just doing whatever you needed to forget all their words. You didn't even want your boyfriend there.

Shigaraki was busy with his plans, and you would feel guilty for opening up about this. He was already busy; it would just add more weight to his burden, wouldn't it?

Shit, you were thinking too much. These weren't just simple words from people you didn't want to hear; they brought up a whole history that you had decided to hide and just live in peace, comfortably.

Shigaraki missed you, you weren't even replying him back, he was worried, on his way, but he was. Telling you that he was on his way to your apartment, but you didn't see the message, you were just looking at the mirror, trying to find something interesting on you. And crying.

Well, it was in that state that Shigaraki found you. Crying and refusing yourself to look at the mirror again.

"Hey, M/n...?" He looked at you, raising an eyebrow and getting closer to you

"M/n...come here" His voice was harsh but soft and calm, he carefully puts you on his arm, without touching you more than 2 fingers each hand, he was being extremely carefully bevause of his quirk.

You didn't know what to say, you had nothing to say, just hugged him like it was the last time, crying with your head buried on his pale neck. He squeezed softly your body on a hug too, carefully as always.

Some minutes more and you were catching your breath and the tears were no longer coming out, you calmed down and your head slowly returned to face the villain, your villain.

"Better?" He still had his calm but hoarse voice that you love so much. You couldn't help but smile before replying when listen to his voice and him being soft.

"I am. Thanks, Shiggy" You look at his red vivid eyes

"Do not" He squinted his eyes in disapproval at the nickname. You would never give up calling him that or the other nicknames you had for him.

You just laughed and went to silence for some seconds, looking at him, and going straight and softly to his mouth. Giving Shigaraki a sloppy kiss, finishing with some pecks and smiles.

This just calmed your whole soul from whatever you were thinking about yourself.

"You wanna about the state I found you?"

He looked at you, ready for listening whatever you wanted to tell him. You decide to open up yourself, he was your boyfriend at all.

You sigh amount of times while tell him about the whole situation, how this sometimes just hurts you inside. He listens carefully and with his full attention to you.

"You know you don't have to hide anything about this from me. I would shut them up in my own way. You know that." You laughed at his violent way to dealing with things.

"I know, I know" You smiled

"And you look... Gorgeous with the outfits you choose. You are really stylish, and you know isn't only me that thinks that about your style. M/n, you will always be respected on L.o.V regardless of the way you want to dress." Shigaraki just had so much struggles to look at you, but his words were honest, you knew that.

You cried so much that you wanted to right now, but couldn't, so you just smiled ear to ear and hugged him, your arms on his neck. His time to buries his head on your neck.

"I love you" You said on his ear. And you could hear an "I love you too" very lower, but you could hear.

Notes from Kyo ♡ : Have a great day, afternoon, night, midnight, mi amores. Remember that you look amazing, whatever you dress doesn't makes you invalid. You are amazing and doing a great job being who you are. Remember that your fav character is absolutely proud of this strong person you are. I love y'all.

Let me know any character you want me to do and what about! Just read my fixed post. XoXo O_o

#ftm reader #x ftm reader #shigaraki tomura #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha #mha #x male reader #Shigaraki Tomura x ftm reader #fluffy #gender dysphoria #comfort #soft Shigaraki

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l1tw1ck · 11 months

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Discipline

bottom!ftm dabi x top!masc reader

☆ Word Count: 993 ☆

↳ [REQUEST] | AFAB Language Used

CW: Jealousy, Face Fucking, Cum Swallowing, Pussy Spanking, Rough Sex, Overstimulation, Creampie

He’s doing it again. Getting all close to Shigaraki and acting like he isn't dating you. You're too far away to hear their conversation but with the way Dabi’s rubbing up against Shigaraki, you know they're not discussing anything innocent.

You stomp over to him and look down at the two villains. They both cower in your presence. Shigaraki realizes this is his que to leave and quickly walks out of the room.

“What is your problem? Do you realize that you're in a relationship?” You look at him with an expression he's never seen before. A mix of jealousy and anger. God, he’s so horny right now. “That was my last straw. Kneel.”

He’s equally terrified and interested to find out what you're going to do to him.

“Did you hear me, slut? Get on your fucking knees.”

Dabi falls to his knees. He’s never submitted to you before, it feels unnatural yet extremely arousing. You’re already taller than him but now that he’s kneeling, you're quite literally towering over him. He watches you unbuckle your belt and free your semi-hard cock.

“Open.” You order. He opens his mouth and lets you slide your cock inside. You grip his hair and start fucking his mouth. Dabi holds onto your legs for leverage, tears quickly falling down his cheeks as you treat him the way he’s been acting. Like a slut. He hasn’t cried in years and yet this almost has him sobbing. He can barely breath or focus on his thoughts, it hurts and his throat will definitely be sore after this. “You’re so much better like this..” You mutter. He’s finally quiet now, not acting like a spoiled brat. The only sounds he’s making are gagging noises and you much prefer that. Saliva drips down onto the floor in thick globs, he’s trying hard not to choke. You ram your cock down his throat vigorously, venting your anger out on him. He deserves it for acting the way he does.

“‘M gonna come, and you're gonna fucking swallow it, got it?” Your movements grow sloppy. You hear a muffled noise, assuming it's one of agreement. You shove yourself all the way inside of him and fill his mouth with your spend. Dabi tries his best to swallow all of it. You pull him off of you. Dabi coughs and breathes irregularly, trying to catch his breath. He looks up at you hazily, waiting for your next command.

“Get up.” You order. Dabi quickly gets up, almost falling over as he does so. You grab his arm and drag him to your bedroom. You throw him onto the bed and climb on after him. You quickly remove both of your clothes and spread his legs apart. Dabi expects you to fuck him but you have other plans. You rub his wet cunt almost lovingly before landing a harsh smack, startling Dabi. He lets out a moan, his pussy squeezing around nothing. You spank him repeatedly, abusing his poor, now swollen, pussy and feeling no remorse. His head is rolled back and he can't help but wish for more. Just a few more and he’ll come. But unfortunately for him, you stop.

You turn him around and raise his ass, sinking your thick length into his warmth. It hurts a little more than usual since he’s sore from the spanking but he loves the feeling even more because of that. You don't even give him a second to adjust before fucking him. His moans and wet slapping noises quickly fill the room.

“Sl- slow down~!” He rolls his eyes back. “Too much! ‘S too much~!”

You spank him. “Shut up, brat.” You ignore his whining. “You clearly didn’t care how I felt when you were flirting with Shigaraki so I don't care how you feel now.” You speed up. Dabi grips the sheets, letting out uncontrollable sounds. His throat is sore from before but he can't stop himself from moaning. You’re fucking him so roughly that his brain might just turn to mush. You convert all your anger into energy and use it to fuck the brat out of him. He doesn't even think to complain anymore, he just takes it. He deserves it. This is what he gets for trying to get a rise out of you.

“Shigaraki’s not your boyfriend, I am. Don't ever forget that.” You grip his hair and pull his head up, bringing him close to your face. “Got it? You’re mine.”

Dabi comes at that very moment, aroused by your possessiveness. “Yours~”

You let go of him and grip his waist, fucking him through his orgasm and overwhelming his senses. He sheds a tear for the first time in god knows how long and then he starts to cry. “..Dabi?” You slow down before stopping.

“Nn- no- keep-” He sniffles. “Keep going-”

You turn him onto his back and slide back into him. With his clearance, you fuck him at a slower pace than before and chase your orgasm. “Never thought I’d see you cry.” You cup his cheek. He leans into your touch. “I never even thought you could.”

“‘s…too.. too much..” He whimpers, bringing his hand down to his clit. He rubs it in circles, stimulating himself even more despite how sensitive he is. “so good..”

You smirk, allowing him to continue. “You’re lucky I’m in a better mood now.” You speed up. Dabi grins, his mind fuzzy as you fuck him. The both of you reach your peaks at almost the same time, Dabi’s orgasm comes first and yours follows right after. He moves his hand away and relaxes his body as your movements come to a halt. He looks at you with a goofy smile.

“I want to hear an apology.” You pull out of him and pick him up bridal style.

“‘M sorry~” He replies dreamily. “Won't do it again..”

“Good.” You bring him to the bathroom to get him cleaned up.

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