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doumadono · 2 months
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Guys!! I'm shedding tears, kicking back in sheer delight, and zipping around with excitement because this mind-blowing sketch unveils Witcher!Bakugo and his enchanting dragon!oc companion Ayame from my little Witcher MHA AU. Major kudos to insanely talented @explosion-island for conjuring this masterpiece 💜 If you haven't already, do yourself a favor and dive into their phenomenal work. Trust me, their skills are on a whole other level! 💜💜💜 (click on the pic for better quality)
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losthibiscus13 · 21 days
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Introducing Kagami! My BNHA OC! 🖤🤍🖤
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into-the-feniverse · 12 days
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My Hero Animals Fair 🐾
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slayfics · 4 months
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Another attempt at digital art from me!
We have Katsuki Bakugo and my OC Kansatoki Hikari 🤭~
Also I have done did it- I treated myself to my own iPad and Apple Pencil to draw. It’ll be here tomorrow weeee~
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taichouu · 2 months
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A nice pair of sweethearts for @snaggz + @mirika
Thank you for letting me draw your couples !! ^_^ I'll be finishing up several other commish arts very soon, I can't wait to share them with you all!
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makethiscanon · 3 months
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Though he didn't like to admit it, Ojiro was glad Mahoro had lost her gloves. It gave him the perfect excuse to hold her hands. He couldn't let her freeze, after all.
"I'm sure we'll find them, but here. Let me warm you up."
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Thank you @effasempai for such a lovely festive commission! You always make both Ojiro and Mahoro look amazing!
Merry Christmas and happy holidays, all! 🎄
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inesmays · 6 months
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I JUST AGHHHHHHH I LOVE INESMIGHT SO MUCG
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delphi-dreamin · 6 months
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Dirty Talk
A bedtime phone call goes a bit sideways...
Relationship: Dabi/Touya x Delphi
Word Count: 863
Warnings: Phone sex; mentions of: face fucking, hair pulling, biting, piv, and creampies~
Notes: This ficlet came about directly in response to some lovely mutuals tagging me in a post by the amazingly talented @/itsmattibad. Y'all know me too well. Please keep up the good work.
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The room is cool, dark, and quiet when she finally slips under the covers and shimmies her panties down around her thighs. She slides her hands down her torso, letting herself shiver with anticipation as she grazes her nails lightly over her hardening nipples, her stomach, and finally through the coarse curls between her legs. In her mind she holds a singular image: Coarse white hairs trailing down a muscular torso, ending in a thick patch around a hard and leaking—
Her phone buzzing on her nightstand breaks her concentration, and she sighs in frustration as she reaches for it. She doesn’t bother checking who the call is from before answering, her eyes squeezed shut and her jaw clenched.
“Hello?” she huffs.
“I’ve been thinkin’ about you,” a rough, gravelly voice breathes on the other end of the line. It makes her stomach flip and her heart skip a beat.
“Touya?” she breathes, her hand snaking its way back down her body.
“Tell me you've been thinkin’ about me,” he groans low.
“I have been,” she replies, warmth blooming within her at the admission. “God, I can't stop thinking about you.”
There’s a pleased hum through her phone’s speaker that sends her fingers diving between her damp folds to stroke herself. The sigh she lets out at the contact is little more than a breath puffed out from between her lips, but it makes him groan all the same.
“What are you doing right now?” she asks, barely above a breathy whisper.
He chuckles, “I’m in bed. Wishin’ you were here.”
“Why’s that?” Playing coy almost never works, but she tries it anyway, smiling to herself.
“Damn, babe. I gotta have a reason to want you around?”
“No,” she admits, still smiling. “But you have one, don’t you? Maybe you were thinking about how much you wish you could sink into my warm, wet pussy?”
His hiss on the other end of the line tells her that’s exactly what he was thinking about. She huffs out a laugh, a thrill running through her at the thought of him thinking about her the same way she was thinking about him at the same time. She feels her pulse quicken at the thought, heat flooding her cheeks and pooling in her lower abdomen.
“Fuck, baby,” he groans, and she can hear his voice break. “I love it when you talk dirty.”
“Yeah?” she hums, reaching over to her nightstand to grab the little blue vibe from her drawer. “You like when I tell you that I was getting ready to touch myself to the thought of sucking your dick? How I wanna run my nose through those gorgeous white pubes until I’m drooling and then swallow you down to the base?”
“Yeah, baby girl,” he breathes. She can hear the low creak of his bed in the background of the call and smiles to herself. She can picture him in bed, clear as day, his thick cock fisted in one hand and the other gripping his snowy white locks. She’s sure he’s got one leg splayed open, knee bent. Maybe it’s resting against the wall beside him. Or maybe he’s got it laid down on the bed, his back arched as he strokes himself.
She nestles the buzzing toy between her legs, letting out a soft breath as she finds the spot that makes her see stars.
“I want you to hold me by my hair while you fuck my throat, make me choke on it. I want you to hold me down until I’m gagging and gasping for air, and then, after you’ve let me take a breath, I want you to force me back down again.”
There’s a knot forming in her stomach, tightening with every soft groan and every quiet slap of skin she hears from Touya’s end of the line. His pace is becoming erratic, and she does up her own to match.
“And when you've almost had enough, I want you to pull me up into your lap and make me ride you until we're both spent. I wanna feel your thick cock twitching inside me and I want you to fill me to bursting with your hot cum. I want you to sink your teeth into my shoulder and your nails into my ass and make me scream your name while I squeeze every last drop of cum from your—”
“Fuck, Delphi!” she hears him growl.
Her name rolling off his tongue as he coats his own stomach in cum makes something snap within her, and she’s rolling her hips as her walls clench around nothing. She rides out her orgasm until the suction from her vibrator begins to hurt and then she shuts it off, tossing it to the side and letting herself go limp. She hears nothing but heavy panting from her phone for so long that she’s afraid he’s fallen asleep. But finally she hears him groan.
“I'm coming over right now,” he grunts, and she can hear the rattle of his belt buckle behind his words. “I need put that mouth of yours to better use.”
She giggles almost drunkenly, “I’ll see you soon.”
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Taglist: @sassykattery @biteable-pink-pixie @sparkbeast20 @kyungjoon-do @yourboysdemonsafterdark @attic-club-sandwich @rensphilia @consolationblog @syren201 @flemmingbamse
@honeylavendr @eussstasss , my loves, this is almost entirely y'all's fault. 💖
And I believe that the MDNI banner is by @/cafe-kitsune
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pixeldemonia · 2 years
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Happy sleepy bois
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🕸️🖤🕸️🖤🕸️🖤🕸️🖤🕸️🖤🕸️🖤🕸️🖤🕸️🖤🕸️
Omg guys i just realized we passed 300 followers!!! It makes me happy to know that there are people who enjoy the content I make, it makes me very happy to do it and it gives me great joy that there are people who appreciate it! I would say that I will do some kind of celebration like a QnA or something but I don't think I have a big enough "fanbase" to make it work (although you can also send me questions and ideas and things, and etc), i'm also planning on posting info about my oc /self insert and her lore, like a tab thingy (i've been using Tumblr for years and i still don't know how it fully works) so you can undertand more about this little fantasy world that i created if you're interested, and also you can get to know me better because after all, she represents me lol, oops, I started talking about other things haha, anyway, thank you very much, katsu, corel and I love ya'll very much, now we're going to celebrate by taking a nap 🖤
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MHA Men and Their Children
Hello, loves! SuntoryAngel here! This will probably be the last post I have for a while to better focus upon the upcoming recovery coming my way. Myself, husband, and soon-to-be-born baby girl will be spending a month in the NICU where she will be undergoing lots of medical care/treatments for her heart defect. In the meantime, please enjoy and as always please let me know what you think!
F!Reader x various; pronouns are “She/Her”; Age: All characters are 18+ Warnings: Language, triggers, suggestive themes, 18+ will be marked with a 🔥, fluff, comfort, cuteness!
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Izuku “Deku”
You startle awake, finding your ears ringing with how silent the air while reflexively reaching for the opposite side of the bed where another should be. There was no sign of him as you sat upright. Brief fear penetrated your being as a sound came from outside the bedroom’s cracked door. Was there an intruder and he had gone to investigate? No, there wasn’t a single villain alive who would dare take a risk like that. Not when your husband was the current Number One. That didn’t mean some stupid lower level who would take such a chance just to have their two seconds of fame on tv. Protective instinct rose as you realized that the sounds were coming from the direction of the nursery. No way was someone going to lay their hands on your children.
Silently and quickly you made your way to the door as one of the hallway lights flickered.
The breath you were in the middle of taking stalled as a shadow passed by the door.
Someone was here.
And your children were in one of the other rooms while you were at least twelve feet away.
Where was Izuku though?
“Mama?”
A slight shriek made to slip up your throat when glancing down to spot your four-year-old standing within the now open bedroom doorway, staring up at you with eyes that matched his father’s. “Emmry, honey, what are you doing out of bed in the middle of the night?” You dropped to one knee while collecting him in your arms, attempting to slow the hammering of your heart as he snuggled into your chest. “Scaring mama like that isn’t very nice, you had her thinking that someone was here who isn’t supposed to be.”
“No stranger danger, mama, I sowy.”
Your lips met his temple. “Did you have a bad dream that had to leave your little sister all by her lonesome? Come on, let’s get you back to bed so that she isn’t alone.”
“Can’t, mama, the snoring too loud!”
The step you’d been about to take into the hallway stalled. Snoring? Was the newest addition to your family falling ill? Just in case you grabbed the small basket that rested next to the door that was your nighttime kit full of various items to help with such situations while keeping a tight hold on your son. “Megumi is so tiny, how can her snoring bother you so much?”
Emmry’s little head shook as you paused outside the nursery door, small hands rising to cover his ears as you made to enter the room your children shared. You gently reminded him to use his words by means of a light finger tap against his lips that earned a pout. “Baby not snoring, she quiet, it’s dada.”
That caused you to hesitate.
The notion of Izuku being in the nursery wasn’t the odd part but the fact that his snoring had caused the eldest of the children to seek sleep somewhere else was. In the six years of your marriage you hadn’t once heard the freckled hero make so much of a peep in his sleep no matter how congested he became with a cold so excuse the disbelief you felt while staring at the door with a wide eyed gaze. It became wider when from the other side came an unmistakable drawn out elephant-fighting-a-walrus noise that was worthy of a nature documentary sounded. How had you not heard that through the baby monitor that was sitting on your bedside table?!
“Not lying, mama, too loud!”
You quickly hushed the little boy who clung to your nightshirt, unable to stem the curiosity that had filled you at this new discovery, and proceeded to crack the door open.
There, on the opposite end of the room faintly illuminated by the aurora nightlight that often soothed the children to sleep faster than any lullaby or storybook with its slow dancing colors, was the spread eagled man who was your husband with the tiny form that was your infant daughter splayed across the span of his chest that rose and fell in correspondence to the snores that permeated the air. He was a side sleeper who hated being on his back but the scene of him laying across the shag carpet floor without even a pillow or blanket covering him was truly a sight to behold as the matching “All Might” shirt he was wearing was mirrored by her tiny onesie that he’d hunted down to the very corners of the internet was almost too much for you to take. The pair seemed to shift, almost making you think they were going to wake, when the scarred right hand of Izuku lightly tapped his fingers along the spine of his whimpering child with expert precision that soon had her snuggling back into his warmth.
With a fond smile, you gently closed the door and nuzzled the young boy who yawned widely. “How about you sleep with mama tonight, hm? You can take over dada’s spot.” The excited smile that was flashed was overtaken by another yawn as you turned away from the door. A swipe of your finger across the baby monitor’s screen after tucking him into the sheets captured the visage that had been waiting for you and with a fond smile slipped back within the comfort of slumber along with your son who had instantly curled himself into as small of a ball as possible then tuck himself between your chin and tucked legs.
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Keigo “Hawks” (🔥 for lactation kink)
Feathers lightly tickled against your sides. “H-hey, now, whose side are you on?” You playfully teased while shifting in your seat in attempts to escape the devious crimson appendages. “I’m trying to feed your starving children in case you haven’t noticed!”
“I’m just making sure that my mama bird is comfortable within the nest I built her, is that so horrible?”
“Come off it, you’re just trying to get a rile out of me to get back because they cock-blocked you last night.”
Amber eyes that had been closely watching the final member of the triplets within the nearby playpen locked on your gaze, revealing mock hurt. “I would never. Our baby birdies come first.”
You weren’t buying his façade though thanks to the lingering shadow of desire that lingered within his gaze that lingered upon your breasts which were currently being occupied by two very hungry mouths. “Seriously, Keigo, what’s gotten into you lately? We knew it was going to be a lot of work when we found out months ago but you’ve been acting odd ever since we got home from the hospital.” The snap of your fingers diverted his attention from the infants sucking your breasts and that was when it hit you of the possible reasoning behind the winged hero’s recent behavioral changes.
It wasn’t until you made sure that the triplets were properly fed, changed and laid down for their naps that you took action though.
He was in the kitchen, feathers darting across the space while performing various tasks from washing dishes to clearing away the leftovers from lunch, a fond smile lifting your lips at the scene. Postpartum recovery had gone smoothly for you all thanks to the man before you who now wore a flowered apron overtop his tight fitting workout wear. Even juggling the three children and your needs he still managed to keep himself in proper shape for when it was time to return to work, which wouldn’t be long now, and though the notion left you feelingly a bit sad it was what he needed. The slight turn of his body towards the pantry gave you the opening to enter without him seeing and earned a soft hum when your arms wrapped around his waist from behind. “Hey, mama bird, did they go down okay?”
“They’re sleeping like rocks thanks to the generous meal their mama gave them…but there’s plenty if you want a taste.”
Silence fell as each and every feather halted.
For a moment you thought he was going to deny or recoil from your suggestion but the sheer speed that the chores were carried out in left you nearly gaping in surprise as he suddenly spun on his heel while tearing off the apron and clung to his shoulders as he lifted you off the ground to plop you on the cleaned countertop, his lips instantly latching themselves upon your neck. The softest of moans sounded from deep within your throat as his hips lightly brushed against your own, the waistband of his biker style shorts teasing the sensitive scar that was from the C-section. “You sure?” he growled against your being as your fingers gently combed through his ashy hair. “Been so damn curious this whole time and they get to have it all to themselves…”
“All you had to do was ask.” The breathless whisper that slipped from between your lips as his fingers made easy work of the button up shirt you wore seemed to fuel his anticipation, the tip of his nose trailing lower until it came to a stop at the underlying nursing bra’s clasp. “They’re a bit bigger now, the doctors warned about that—” Your words were drowned in an appreciative moan as his hands carefully massaged them through the fabric. They’d been so sore thanks to the near constant nursing and swelling of your body keeping up with the hungry triplets that even this kind of touch was sending light sparks of electricity down your spine. “Oooh, Keigo~…”
His answer was a soft hum as the clasp was undone, allowing your breasts to spill forth from their prison, fingers remaining soft as they drifted across the clearly swollen flesh. The lids of your eyes drifted closed as the compulsion to grab a nearby towel as telltale pooling seeped into your nipples that told of liquid forming and a gasp slipped from between your lips as lips kissed each in turn. It was as if a switch had been flipped as you suddenly found yourself being pulled off the counter and sinking into the familiar duvet cover that was atop of your bed with his hot breath fanning your exposed chest. “Damn, kid, you’re killing me here…so fucking gorgeous…”
A soft whine sounded from your throat as his lips hovered over the left, wordlessly begging for him to take it into his mouth by arching your back, and hurried to bite your lip to quell the groan that rose when he finally did. There was no hesitation as he immediately took a draw that caused more of the white liquid to spill from the teat he now held captive between his lips. What you weren’t expecting was him to become more vigorous in his actions with each slow passing second that he remained attached to that nipple. “N-not so rough,” you sighed when a twinge of pain flared up as his teeth toyed with the bud, “please, Keigo, gentler.”
His ministrations instantly softened until the pressure was barely noticeable those amber eyes of his that had closed in concentration opening to peer up at you through their lashes, the bright blaze of arousal and desire dimming when noting how your expression shifted from painful to near euphoric. “Feelin’ good, mommy?”
It took a moment but you realized what he was truly asking, your hand rising to pet and comb through his hair with smooth strokes as a smile lifted the corners of your lips. “Yes, Keigo, you’re making mommy feel so good. How does she taste, hm?” Your voice dipped an octave as a light blush entered his cheeks. “Does it make you want more?”
The enclosure of his lips around the bud once more was his answer, along with the shallowest ruts of his hips against the bed.
“Does someone want more?”
“Please, mommy, I’ve been a good boy—” the press of your hand to the back of his head caused the rest of his sentence to be drowned in a loud swallow as the pressure caused more of your milk to flood his mouth, his eyes rolling backward as your leg that had been pinned by his hips gave an experimental grind against the growing erection.
Your lips lifted into a smirk as after a few more calculated rotations of your leg caused the man to stiffen as if he were attempting to hold himself back from an orgasm, but he had been right; he’d been such a good boy that he deserved a reward. Gently pulling away you shifted him to the other breast that had begun to feel neglected while sneaking a hand down to cup him through the athletic shorts, his moan reverberating through your flesh as he discovered that more of the liquid he’d been craving to taste was waiting for him. “Yes, you’re such a good boy, Keigo, mommy is going to make sure you feel amazing now. Just focus on drinking your fill and leave everything to me.”
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Shoto Todoroki
“Every time you hold her, she starts crying.”
Your heart twinged a bit, unable to bring yourself to reprimand your husband as he quickly recollected the sobbing infant who had literally just been placed within her waiting grandfather’s arms who now wore a crestfallen expression. “I’m sure she’ll warm up to you—”
“Good girl.”
“Shoto!” A twitch rose in the corner of your eye as your fingers lightly flicking your passing husband’s arm when he departed for the kitchen.
The large man seated upon your couch seemed to regain his composure as you sighed. “Don’t bother. I know he still has yet to fully forgive me for everything I have put him through.”
Practically the whole world knew of the bad blood between the two pro heroes; father and son duo who had been at odds since the very beginning due to the rough upbringing he had put the youngest of his children through along with his wife who suffered heavy emotional damage. Shoto though had come a long way since his days at UA, where the two of you had met, becoming the man who may as well be a modern day chivalrous knight albeit lacking of certain social skills that others possessed. You didn’t care then and certainly don’t now while watching him settle within the rocking chair to begin feeding his daughter.
“Perhaps it is my scar that frightens her.”
“Doubt it.” The words had leapt from between your lips before you’d even realized it but they were true. As if to prove their truth the tiny infant cooing softly reached up with a waving hand until the duo haired hero bring his head down far enough for her tiny palm to meet the scar on his face. Chubby fingers looked ready to grab at his skin but they instead seemed to lightly pat at the darker hued area with care as if attempting to offer comfort to the adult who held her. Your lips couldn’t help the smile that raised them as Shoto’s expression became gentle. “He was so scared that she would be afraid of his that he honestly couldn’t hold her for the first few days until she outright refused anyone else, including myself, so she left him no choice but to finally hold her the night before we brought her home. That was when she slept the whole night through.”
Sensing your gaze, his rose to meet our own to reveal warm duo eyes so full of gratitude and love that every cell in your body swelled in fondness of the image they created. How could so much emotion be within a person’s gaze? He may not be one for words yet there was no denying all that you’ve seen him display during your time together. This, right here, seeing him feeding his infant daughter who treated a scar he once despised with such care, nearly moved you to tears. Shoto had been such a huge help when you’d discovered that your body wasn’t responding to her hunger cues, that it may be possible that you just couldn’t produce breast milk, and had devoted every fiber of his being to comforting you along with extensive research into which formula would be best for his daughter.
You turn your attention back to the silent pro who watched his son and granddaughter. “I think it might just take some time for her to get to know you a bit better. So long as you put forth the effort of wanting that in the first place, I personally don’t see a reason to limit your visits or opportunities to babysit. However—” the tip of your finger rose as the giant man nodded, “—that also means you need to make an attempt to patch things up with your son so that he can trust you with her.” There was no mistaking the feeling of Shoto’s gaze as you met Endeavor’s without blinking. It wasn’t often that you would initiate a vocal standoff with someone, let alone set boundaries as you just had, so you could only imagine the expression of surprise on your husband’s face as you remained focused upon the flaming hero who looked as if you’d smacked him across the face. “It’s not impossible for either of you two to meet in the middle if it’s for her, right? The least you both can agree on is that you love her so build up on it then branch out from there. Sound fair?”
Silence hung for several seconds until the sound of Shoto rising from the chair came, followed by footsteps until he came to a stop in front of the near hopeful looking pro hero. “I learned a trick recently that has helped with her feedings when someone besides one of us wants to hold her.”
Laughter threatened to bubble up your throat when a photo of himself appeared upon Endeavor’s forehead courtesy of a piece of tape that covered the entirety of his face.
“If she assumes or thinks that the person holding her is either of us, it may help.”
“He’s not lying,” you managed without giggling as faint wisps of smoke rose from the pro’s hair, “its been proven by science and she seems to warm up to people faster with it. If you don’t want the picture taped to you I can always lend you one of my maternity shirts that might be big enough so that you at least smell like me.”
For a few seconds you thought he was going to object yet the large man surprised you when he wordlessly shed the sweater he’d been wearing while grabbing the blanket you’d used during the pregnancy; you’d been meaning to wash it because of the build up of stains yet he paid them no mind as he draped it over his chest and held out his hands towards Shoto in silent plea to try holding her again. Your brows rose as the infant was passed from one hero to the other that wasn’t followed by loud wailing or cheek staining tears as she snuggled into the blanket.
“And here I was looking forward to seeing him try to squeeze into one of your blouses and if that didn’t work see if he would go as far ass wearing one of your bras.”
“Shoto!”
**A/N: This really is a neat trick for those who have difficulty getting their child to take a bottle from someone other than their mother; it’s worked with five out of my thirteen cousins who had eating issues when they came home from the hospital.**
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Eijiro Kirishima
A light tap on your shoulder pulled you from the pleasant nothing that was dreamland, a weary smile lifting your lips when finding that it was the nurse who was responsible. You waved away their apology for waking you as the familiar sounds that you’ve come to identify as a hungry whimper directed your attention to the bundle they held. “Aw, is baby shark ready to try again after his nap?” The coo that came from between your lips was softer than a whisper while accepting the swaddled infant as the medical professional helped to ease the collar of your hospital gown far enough to expose a bare breast that was readily collected between the gaping lips of a wiggling newborn barely eight hours old. Brief pain flared as he began to suckle fervently but it was eased by the nurse’s encouragement. “Sure he doesn’t have his teeth yet? Certainly feels like something sharp is tugging on me.”
“I would honestly not be surprised if his came in early.” The nurse chuckled while checking the machines you were hooked up to. “His development is in the higher percentiles already as they have been during the entirety of your pregnancy. You both must be so proud of such a fine child.”
Your head fell back to rest against the pillow with a sigh, your free hand fondly falling to rest upon the head of crimson hair that was attached to your husband’s head that rested upon the bed. He had probably fallen asleep shortly after you to make sure that you got a bit of rest while the baby was tended to by the doctors. It had been a long labor, lasting a little over forty-three hours and with multiple doses of anesthesia combined with epidural, your gaze darting to the hand that he had sacrificed to suffer your strangling grasp whenever a contraction had seized your body to find it still slightly swollen. That sharp-toothed man who held your heart hadn’t once used his quirk to save himself of any pain that you inflicted upon him. If you knew him like you did it was probably his attempt to make things even between the two of you after all of the ails and woes that pregnancy had brought you despite your assurances that it wasn’t necessary.
The infant fussed slightly when you shifted so that he was instead suckling the other breast to bring him closer to the slumbering father’s figure. Alarm filled you as a tiny chubby fist instantly took hold of the red hair within reach, instantly earning a startle and for heavily shadowed eyes to fly open then blink as what you could only call a giggle sounded from the child as it snuggled into your flesh once releasing the bright hued hair. With the promise to return in a while the nurse excused themselves and then it was just the three of you.
“Sorry,” you offered an apologetic smile when Eijiro’s head rose from the bed as he blinked up at you for several seconds, “they said infants tend to be grabby and to be careful of dangling jewelry or hair that could be potential hazards.”
It was your turn to blink in confusion as he perked before turning away to rummage around in the suitcase that had your personal belongings but understanding filled you when he flipped his head a few times in a recognizable fashion until he had managed to gather his long tresses into a high sitting ponytail courtesy of a spare hair tie that he’d found. Pride radiated off of him as he showcased his handiwork to you with a few tilts of his head, to which you commended his skill since he had been helping you with your own ever since you’d begun dating, humming softly when he slipped between your form and the bed’s back. His chin fell to rest upon the crook of your shoulder with eyes filled with so many stars they would put those of fan girls’s who thought they still had a chance with the pro hero Red Riot to shame. “How’s my pebble and baby shark doing?”
“I’d say he could rival your appetite.” You couldn’t help but tease, earning a wrap of his arms around the two of you and a light chuckle. Adoration filled you as he fondly nuzzled your cheek while one of his hands gently pet the wispy black locks that donned the infant’s crown. “You can go down to the cafeteria if you’re hungry, Eiji, I promise we aren’t going anywhere.”
He shook his head, feeling his lips rise into a grin against your skin. “Room service is what I’m thinking.”
The back of your hand rose in an attempt to hold in a laugh when he picked up the nearby phone. It wasn’t more than thirty minutes later that the poor runner whom you had come to know and pity appeared at the room’s entrance with not one but two carts in tow that were laden with food. They shot you a wide smile when spotting the bundle you held, offering congratulations as they set to placing the food within the bed’s reach, departing with a teasing glare sent in the pro hero’s direction; they indeed had come to know of his stomach’s limit and would surely be back with another order once this one had disappeared. You couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at the multitude of plates and cups. “Even for you this is a bit much.” A gasp caught in your chest when instead of digging into the smorgasbord he instead carefully put together a plate of foods that would be easy for the stomach to digest as well as provide plenty of nourishment and carbs to help speed along the recovery process, tears welling in your eyes when he offered a utensil bearing an offering. What you were sure to be a sweet gesture suddenly made you feel incapable and a bit spiteful since you did still have a free hand to do things with. “You don’t have to feed me, Eiji, I can do it myself.”
“I know you can, pebble, but I want to so open up before I eat it myself.” He must have caught on to the sudden flood of hormones that you were fighting as his lips lightly pressed against your temple when a pout tilted your lips downwards in the corners, assuring that he only wanted to ensure that you had some sort of substance before letting you fall asleep again. “I won’t touch anything until you do.” That, and the loud protest of your stomach, were all the convincing you needed. It didn’t take long for you to get full, what with your body still adjusting to the sudden growth in space that it had been lacking for the last several months, and wearily rested your head against his being with a satisfied sigh as he moved the cleaned plate away. “Looks like baby shark is about done too. Can I burp him?” With gentleness that you’d come to discover of the pro hero he carefully accepted his milk tipsy son in the same hold that had been demonstrated by a nurse during the pre-birth courses and earned a hefty belch from the giggly infant within a few seconds of delivering precise pats to the lower back. A wide grin lifted Eijiro’s lips as he playfully cooed at the child while rubbing their noses together. “Listen to that! Think you might give me a run for my ‘Loudest Belch’ title!”
Already you could hear the seemingly endless challenges that the two would partake in once he got older yet the smile that raised your lips was face splitting as the red haired man continued to play with his son who grinned toothlessly. “I can’t wait.”
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Katsuki Bakugo
The lump of emotion rose within your throat when the doctor and nurses walked in, a pink bundle within their midst that was too quiet for your liking as they approached.
Loud beeping slowly pulled you out of the tar-like darkness, squinting against the bright lights that immediately assaulted your eyes when they cracked open. Incoherent whispers and hushed shouts farther compelled you to free the lingering clouds from your mind as awareness spread along with the growing light. A horrible gut wrenching feeling immediately took root as the feeling of empty space met the palm of your hand when it reflexively went to ensure that the child that had been growing within your being was near. An agony filled wail slipped up your throat as adrenaline pounded through your veins which gave your system a jumpstart to toss the blankets off your form to reveal the large bandage on your deflated stomach. Hands and arms instantly wrapped around you from the side as large scalding tears spilled down your cheeks. “Where is she?!” You screamed, eyes that had been searching the room for any sign of your child falling to rest upon the blonde man who tightened his hold on you. “What happened?!”
“Calm down and listen to me.” You weakly fought against his hold as he whispered lowly into your ear, nearly shocking you with how hoarse he sounded and the ring of desperation that was within every word that passed between his lips, but fell still when you felt droplets of liquid splatter across your skin as trembling that wasn’t coming from you. “The labor had complications and they had to perform an emergency C-section to save you both…” he finally croaked after what felt like an eternity of silence, “…you had to get a dual blood transfusion and she had to be rushed to the NICU because her heart had stopped at the same time yours did from the blood loss.”
It has been over two months since you’d been admitted, a whole five weeks since the first surgery that was supposed to help her little heart beat easier, and an entire four days since you’d seen Katsuki thanks to some important mission. It was only because of your encouragement that he went at all instead of staying here in the hospital with you. Sitting around was not something the firecracker blonde was good about especially when there was nothing that could be done until the doctors said it was safe for their infant to venture home. Your own recovery had helped to keep you busy yet even through therapy and checkups your mind still remained upon the tiny child you had yet to hold.
“The surgery was a success and her life is no longer in danger. We were capable of enlarging the aorta valve that had been closed off so that her body receives ample oxygenated blood. The blue hue left her skin several days ago but we’re afraid that the scar will forever be apart of her from this moment forth.”
Tears welled within your eyes as the infant was slowly passed to you, relief and longing threatening to rip apart the heart in your chest that had been bleeding for the small child you had yet to meet. The moment you had shifted the blanket was when her eyes opened to reveal large tiger orange gems that glittered with shards of rubies that she’d inherited from her father. “Hey, baby girl,” you cooed softly while adjusting your hold so that she could hopefully see all of you, “I bet that was super scary but I’m so proud of you.” The heart in your chest gave a tight squeeze as her hand wiggled free of the swaddle to reach for your face, those tiny fingers of hers grabbing tight hold of your much larger one.
“There is the matter of paperwork—”
“Already ahead of ya, doc, now let me through already.” A choked sob rose up your throat as through the lab coat and scrub wearing medical teams marched a figure dressed in black cargo pants, military style boots and was crowned by wild blonde hair that failed to obscure the pair of bright red ruby eyes that bore into your own as he approached. He paused mere inches away from reaching you though, concern and worry shinning brightly within his gaze while glancing at the bundle you held.
“Take off that mask so she can properly see you, dumbass,” you lightly chuckled, carefully reaching out to encourage him closer and removed the protective face covering that the hospital required all visitors to wear, “she’s not gonna bite so stop standing there like an awkward weirdo and come meet your baby girl.” The tears you’d been fighting back during each of the virtual consultations where the doctors would update you on her condition finally spilled as he slowly fell to his knees as if all of his strength had vanished.
Vulnerability was as foreign upon Katuski’s face as uncertainty so to see both present at the same time nearly stole your breath away. Of course he’d be hesitant right now. After all the warnings from the doctors that even the lightest of colds could put her life in jeopardy combined with the nature of his quirk was bound to put mental strain upon him in this moment. All the joy and anticipation that should’ve accompanied the man in preparation of this precious moment was completely overshadowed by the dire reality of what had happened. Within the depths of his precious gemstone gaze you could see the wheels turning as he took a breath…and another…then another.
The hand you’d left extended carefully slipped down his toned arm to lightly grasp his fingers, which twitched at your contact, but didn’t refuse as they were led forward until they brushed against the fluffy pastel pink blanket. Almost immediately the child you held began to wiggle and cry. You prevented him from yanking away by taking firm hold of his hand, seeing how the infant’s reaction had deeply wounded the pro hero despite his attempt to hide it. Before he had realized it you’d shifted to the edge of the chair you were sitting in so that the bundled girl was between his chest and yours. Panic that had risen within his gaze was overtaken by anger before it was replaced by blank uncertainty as the child fell silent.
He had reflexively settled back upon the linoleum floor when you’d moved, his legs crossing to better situate and distribute your added weight, one arm somehow finding the bend of your waist while the other had risen to help support her upper body. How long has it been since he had held you like this? Far too long for your liking. This right here, in this position, was your favorite place in the world and you knew it was his as well because it helped him better cope with the nightmares and darkness he faced on the streets. Your head fell to rest against his chest as his own curiously tilted. Besides in pictures or the rare video calls that you’d shared this was the first time either of you had been allowed to hold her; this was something that had become so sacred to the two of you which most families may not fully understand.
“Twinkle twinkle, little sparkler, how I’ve loved you from afar…”
Tremors wracked his being as you softly began to sing, moisture gathering within the corners of his eyes as the baby you both cradled lit up with recognition of the song. Honestly you’d come up with it on the fly one night while on a call with him as she lay on the opposite side of a windowed wall that prevented you from touching her. It had seemed to bring the fussy infant comfort despite the distance between the three of you as well as the pro hero who was halfway across the world.
“Shinning brightly with those eyes that remind us of tiger’s stripes…now that we’re together our hearts are whole…and we can now venture home…never forget this song we sing…”
One of his hands rose, faintest of sparks dancing across his fingertips that earned the brightest of smiles and a bubbly laugh from the infant. “…or how much I’ll make them fly if someone makes you cry…” A sob slipped up your throat when the tiny hand met the side of his cheek, a single droplet of water slipping down the opposite as his expression became one of relief, your lips pressing against his in a brief peck before his buried his face within the blanket that earned a high pitched squeal as his soft blonde hair tickled the girl’s face.
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Fumikage Tokoyami (SFW)
“Mami, look! I’m Dark Shadow!”
You couldn’t help but smile as your son of six years sped across the living room’s length as fast as his little legs could carry him. “Careful, Dante, don’t want you tripping—”
A crash sounded, cutting off the rest of your sentence that was closely followed by the softest of whimpers.
“—or hurting yourself.”
Strategically, you stepped out of the kitchen taking care to avoid the spikes that had appeared as if from nowhere that were courtesy of the young child’s quirk until you came to a stop near the balled figure that was your son where you dropped to one knee. “Show me?” Swimming cranberry hued eyes rose to meet your gaze at your gentle request as a fresh carpet burn was showcased upon his knee. A light kiss was pressed against the bright angry wound, earning a flinch that was eased into a teary laugh as your fingers brushed along his sides. “What did we learn?”
“No running in the house, I know, I was just playing—I’m sorry, mami, no more tickles!” He laughed as your fingers quickened.
“It would be wise to listen to one’s mother.” A deep voice called from somewhere in the room, drawing both of your attentions to the figure who materialized with an amused glint in his red gaze as the spikes vanished. “Especially when she has such an effective means of attack that can render even the greatest of foes immobile.” Fumikage readily collected the young boy who wiggled free of your hold to take a mock protective stance between the two of you, one arm extended as if to fend you off as Dark Shadow appeared from behind to rest its chin atop of your son’s shoulder to watch in curiosity.
Smiling, you held up your hands in mock surrender that earned a knowing smirk before he took the step that would bring you closer and bypassing his arm managed to place a quick kiss against the fine feathers that would normally be hidden by his choker before he managed to enclose you within a tight embrace. “Welcome home, my mighty warrior,” you cooed softly when the curve of his beak brushed along the length of your neck that was willingly offered with a hum, “I hope your night was eventful and prosperous.”
“Eww, PDA!”
“I’m takin’ the kid to the park since you two clearly need some time to yourselves!”
The two of you chuckled lowly while turning your attentions to the boy who rolled his eyes while running for the nearby closet where his shoes would be found.
“Hold one moment.”
Your brows rose at the stern note that he used when addressing the boy, also earning a wide eyed panic filled glance from him, as he moved to stand before the pro hero. “It was only an accident, Fumi,” you whispered softly when feeling the tension radiating off his form, “I think he learned his lesson.”
“That is not my concern.” He dropped to one knee so that they were eye level, his hands falling to rest upon his son’s shoulders. “Dante, do we need to train more after school to help you control your quirk? You may not have meant to but your mother could have been hurt just now. And someone else as well.”
So that was the lesson he wanted to portray.
The young boy caught on just as quickly as you had, his wide gaze darting to the nearby swing that held a small infant who watched with eyes that mirrored your own. You felt a swell of pride when Dante hurried to the baby’s side once released, careful to instruct him on how to properly support his brother’s head while picking him up, and rested a hand atop of his head when he turned to stand beside you. Not a single scratch could be seen on the child as you examined him closely and pressed a peck to a chubby cheek before placing one upon your eldest. “How about we all go to the park, hm? I know how much you’ve missed your father as of late and it’s been quite sometime since we’ve ventured out as a family.”
“It has gotten late, my angel, however I do not protest against an outing such as this.” Fumikage’s smile was infectious as your child hurried to grab his brother’s outerwear from the next room, your own lips lifting in the corners as he turned his attention fully to you with that glint you’d seen several times when he was debating on something.
“Recall your own words,” you purred lowly while stepping up so that your forms were brushing and the curve of his beak lightly met your lips, “for it is in the darkness that one’s desires can be fully realized without hinderance of society or fear of judgement. Perhaps while the children are playing under Dark Shadow’s careful watch, you and I may once again reacquaint ourselves with the darkness that gave birth to them?”
A low growl was your only warning as he suddenly pivoted to sandwich you against the wall with his hips against yours and heated breath ghosting across your exposed neck that had willingly exposed itself to him. What was recognizable as his tongue trailed with a feather’s light touch across the pulse point in your neck, a favorite place of his to leave marks that would tell the world of whom you belonged to, teasing the sensitive skin there by nibbling it until your back arched with a soft moan. “Temptress, you sing a siren’s song this night’s eve. Perhaps I have indeed neglected you for far too long. Forgive me, oh goddess of mine, but make no mistake that I shall repay all my transgressions until every inch of your body is permeated with my love.”
“We’re going on ahead, you two catch up whenever you’re done with…you know!” And the door closed with a loud bang, leaving the two of you alone within the residence which you called home.
Silence fell but it was the growing embers within his gaze that quickly became infernos that made the fine hairs across your body rise and core warm. “My warrior, must you wait for an invitation? Even a hunter’s patience eventually wanes to give rise to actions which can not be conveyed with words alone.” You were not disappointed as he swept you up into his arms high enough that your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist to bring him closer still as he carried your towards the nearby bedroom.
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Highschool era - BNHA OC (feat. Shoto)
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Rachel
Nickname ( honey
Toshinori Yagi( my hero academia
She
My chacter is a pro hero her hero name is siren her quirks are she has the ability to control men women and creatures and make them do whatever she wants and she can control water she teaches at the ua and her and Toshinori Yagi like eacthother she younger then him she around Aizawa age she bff with him and mic anyway her and toshinori dance around eacthother alot and act like a married couple but they don't start dateimg till after the league of villans attack usj center and Toshinori finally confess to her and they start rk date he treats her like a queen when he retires she stays being a hero until after the war with the league of villians when Toshinori ask her to marry him and she says yes and she tells him she also pregnant *
Here you go! I hope you like it!! 😁
Masterlist ~ MHA Masterlist ~ #2
Give You So Much More - All Might/Toshinori Yagi x Fem! Reader
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Warnings: none except slight spoilers if you haven't seen MHA. (If there is any, please let me know so I can add.)
+Yagi and Siren have played the cat and mouse game ever since they met. Yagi never made a move because he thought he was too much her senior. They flirt on the constant nothing ever comes until after the USJ incident. The scare motivates him to confess.
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"Who do you think for class roasters?" I asked effectively starting the meeting. Deliberations started up. We were in the days between the Entrance Exam and announcing to the students about admission.
"I want Bakugou and Iida in 1-A, no question." Aizawa said. No one argued with him. We all made notes.
"What about Monoma Neito and Midoriya Izuku?" I asked. I saw Yagi perk up and looked at him. He hadn't shown that much interest in the whole time we've been sorting. I lightly kicked him for his attention. He looked at me and I raised my eyebrow in question. He gave me a smile and waved me off.
"I'll take Monoma. He's got a great quirk but needs some humbling." Vlad said. "I think Midoriya should be in 1-A."
"No." Aizawa denied immediately. Everyone made a complaint. I saw Yagi deflate a little.
"Aizawa, he had the highest rescue score. In all my years working here and when I went here, I don't ever remember someone getting a perfect in rescue." I defended the young man. I shared a look with Yagi. "Sure he didn't do well in combat but that can be taught. That can be learned. His fervor to rescue can't be. He has amazing potential."
"Siren..."
"No Aizawa. You need to give that kid a chance. He's got something special." I gave him a firm look. He sighed heavily.
"Fine. Midoriya is in class 1-A."
"Yes!" Mic cheered. There were others who gave sounds of excitement. I looked at Yagi and he looked relieved.
"Okay. Let's take a break." Nezu said. After a few minutes, I found Yagi outside. I walked up to him.
"Now tell me why I vouched for Midoriya so hard." I bumped my hip against his. He chuckled and looked at me.
"What do you mean?" He asked coyly.
"I mean, when he was mentioned you perked up and when Airawa said no, you deflated." I said. I poked his chest. He just smiled but he didn't answer. "Come on. Don't make me sing to make you tell me."
"Fine, fine." He glared playfully. "I just see something in young Midoriya. It kind of reminds me of a younger me."
"Uh huh..." I narrowed my eyes on him. He wasn't telling me everything. "Fine, don't tell me everything but I didn't lie when I vouched for him. I believe in him."
"Thank you." I nodded and turned to go back inside.
"You can thank me by buying me lunch."
"You got it!" He called after me.
*Time Skip*
After a long first day, I was alone in the teachers lounge. I was lazily stirring my tea free handed with my quirk. I was writing notes on the students' beginning progress. It wasn't the best for any of them but what do expect for a Criminal tactics and psychology class. I looked over my shoulder when the door opened.
"Hey there handsome." I said when I saw All Might. He smiled at me before in a poof, he was just Yagi again. "How was your first day?"
"It was decent." He rubbed the back of his neck.
"Want some tea?" I ask. He nods. I got up and walked over to the cabinet to grab his favorite tea. "I can make it. You don't have to."
"It's fine." I said waving my hand at him. I waved my hand and water came from the facet into the kettle. I turned on the heat to start it. I went back to the table and grabbed my cup.
"How was your first day? How did they do in class?" He asked, stepping up closer as I leant against the side of the table. I took a drink of my tea.
"Only a handful of all of them had any idea of what my class was about." We chucked.
"Who were those few?"
"Todoroki, Iida. No surprise there." I laughed. "Monoma, Kuroiro... Oh, and surprisingly Kaminari." I said, glancing at my notes.
"Well at least you're not starting from scratch with everyone."
"You said it." I said. The kettle started to whistle. I set my cup down and walked over. I turned off the heat before realizing I didn't get a cup out. I sigh and open the cabinet. All the rest of the cups were on higher shelves. I stood on my tip toes to try and reach one. Before I could resort to climbing on the counter, a hand reached past mine and grabbed a cup.
"I got it." Yagi said softly behind me. I looked at him over my shoulder where he stood right behind me.
"Okay." I reached for his tea and handed it to him. He put it in the cup and I poured some hot water in his cup.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome." We stared at each other for a moment. I bit my lip as my heart started to beat faster.
"You know, Rachel. I..."
"Siren!" Mic's voice echoed into the room and I sighed. Yagi coughed a little and stepped back. Mic and Aizawa walked into the teachers lounge. "Oh, hey All Might."
"Hi Mic." Yagi greeted before turning to fix up his tea. "Thanks for the Tea Rachel."
"No problem." I nodded and walked back over to the table. Yagi bid all of us goodbye before leaving the room. It was silent for a Minute.
"Sooo..."
"Don't even." I interrupted Mic. Aizawa laughed as Mic complained.
*Day of USJ incident*
The rest of the staff and I rushed towards the USJ. Upon hearing the story from Iida, we all jumped into action. After arriving, the main villains unfortunately got away. I had sung the remaining villains into custody and the police vans. I glanced over at the ambulance where All Might and Midoriya were at. I wanted to go check on him so bad but had a job to do.
"Go on." I turned to see Mic. "Go on and check on him. I know you need to."
"Fine. But only if you go with Aizawa." I say. He hesitated.
"Go you two. We got this." Midnight pushed us both in our respective direction. We didn't argue and ran off. Both Yagi and Midoriya were half conscious when I joined them in the ambulance. I accompanied them back to UA and I waited in the corner of the room until they were deemed stable and okay.
"You both are insane." I sat on a chair between them and propped my feet on the edge of Yagi's bed. "Being reckless with your quirk is almost identical in both of you."
"I, I, I. Um..." Midoriya started to stutter.
"Relax, Midoriya. I know about the quirk transfer."
"You do?!' Yagi asked surprised.
"Yes."
"How?!" Midoriya squeaked.
"I figured it out." I said. "I did a little research after the selection meeting. I wanted to know what was so special about you. To my surprise, you were quirkless until right after the Entrance exam. Then I studied your quirk from the footage and since then and noticed the similarities to a certain someone. Not to mention Aizawa being suspicious about you two and coming to me for my opinion."
"Oh..." I looked at Yagi.
"Also, All might here wasn't very sly about his concern and interest for you." I smirked at Yagi. He chuckled and nodded. "Don't worry your secret is safe with me."
"Thank you." They both said.
After a while, Midoriya was allowed to go home and it was just me and Yagi. It was silent as I made a phone call to check on Aizawa. I looked at Yagi to see him sipping of the tea I made him as I talked to Mic
"He's stable and resting." I said after hanging up the phone.
"Good." Yagi nodded. He looked off into space. I went and knelt next to him.
"What's on your mind?" I asked gently.
"That's the closest I have been to death since the accident." He said while placing a hand on his scar. "And all I could think about was making sure those kids were safe and how I never..." He trailed off.
"Never what?" I set my hand on his. He turned and looked me in the eye.
"Never told you how I truly felt about you." He admitted. I looked at him in anticipation, willing him to continue. "I have had feelings for you for a while. I was content with the flirting and dancing we have been doing. I never acted on my feelings because of our age difference and..." I cut him off by leaning up and kissing him. I felt him freeze for a second before returning the kiss.
"About time you said something. I was beginning to think it was just me." I admitted. He chuckles.
"Definitely not." He leant forward and kissed me sweetly. "Now how about after I heal up and rest, I take you on a proper date."
"Sounds amazing."
“I plan to give you so much, Honey.”
*Fast Forward*
I return home only to smell the familiar cologne in the foyer. I glance down to see Toshinori's shoes. I smiled and quickly kicked off my shoes to go find him. I found him on the balcony. He was just standing there with his eyes closed. I lean against the doorway.
"Darling?" I call out to him softly. He looks over at me and smiles.
"You're alright."
"Of course." I walked over and wrapped my arms around him. He pulls me into his side. "Everyone is. Maybe a little bruised and some with broken bones but we're all alive."
"Thank god." He buries his face in my hair. He sighed heavily. "It's over."
"Yes. At least for now."
"Yes." He nodded pulling back. "But I know the future is in good hands. Young Midoriya, Young Bakugou, and the rest will keep the world safe."
"I'm confident in them as well." I agreed. "Confident enough that I am thinking of retiring or reducing my time as a hero."
"Really?" He looked at me surprised.
"Yes. I've done my time. I'll continue to teach of course but I want to start a normal life." We stood there in silence before he pulled my chin up to kiss me.
"Honey?"
"Yes?"
"I have a question for you."
"Okay."
"Marry me?" He said simply. I was stunned for a second before smiling. I kissed him softly. I didn't care that it was a simple proposal. I didn't need an extravagant proposal from the man I love. I just need the man.
"I would love to. Yes." He smiled wide and hugged me tight. I chuckled and hugged him back.
"You've made me the happiest man alive, Honey." I nuzzled his neck.
"Toshinori."
"Yes?"
"There is another reason I'm cutting back on hero work."
"What is it?" He asked, giving me a questioning look. I could see the worry growing in his eyes and on his face. I chuckled.
"Well." I took his hand and placed it on my stomach. He looks between his hand and my eyes.
"Are you ..."
"Pregnant." I nodded. "I found out just before everything. I didn't have time to tell you."
"Oh my..." I saw tears fill his eyes and he set his forehead on my shoulder. He laughed. "I never thought I would have any of this."
"Now you do. And I plan to give you much more." He lifted his head and looked into my eyes.
"I love you Rachel."
"And I love you."
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My oc Kagami Fukunaga and Tokoyami fumikage having a pleasant walk ✨. The character chart will be revealed soon! 🖤 I’m so excited to finally release this artwork and tell the world that I’m making a fan comic very soon!
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into-the-feniverse · 2 months
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The birthday kids 🎂
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slayfics · 6 months
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OMG.. This is it..
My first ever request to you..
Y/n x Katsuki
It's a battle between Y/N vs. Katsuki, where Y/n won the fight and probably his heart.. And since then he always challenge her for a duel subtly wanting to spend time with her..
I hope this is okay.. Thank yoooou 💙❤️💙❤️💙❤️💙❤️💙
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Katsuki and Kansatoki spar.
Kansatoki Hikari hero name Persuasion. Her quirk is the ability to sense others emotions and change them when making contact. She fights with a whip in order to get others close to her so she’s better able to touch and influence them.
Authors note: I usually do these at the end of my fics- however, I have a huge complex about this so I’m going to say this upfront. Sapphire requested this fic and after discussing with her about writing around what quirk the reader should have she encouraged me to write it with my OC instead. I’ve never written an OC into a story so I’m extremely excited and nervous to post this. I also still feel incredibly selfish for writing my OC instead of making this a self insert 🫣. I hope you enjoy the debut of Persuasion non the less~
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Today's training exercises were to be just a simple spar between classmates. It had been a while since the class spared each other since first starting at UA. Everyone had made improvements since the start of the year. Some made major improvements in working on their special moves, while others made adjustments to their costumes or even added support items.
The class anxiously waited to hear who the first sparring match was going to be. Finally, Aizawa announced the spars were to be randomly paired and announced the first two classmates.
"Persuasion and Bakugo you will be the first spar. Everyone make your way to change into your hero costumes and meet at the gym," he announced.
The class began to shuffle, grabbing their costumes and leaving for the locker room to change.
"Hey, Hikari!" Mina exclaimed, catching up to her friend. "Are you nervous?" She asked.
"Nervous?" Kansatoki asked.
"Yeah! To spar with Bakugo. Everyone usually gets pretty messed up after going against him," She laughed.
"Oh- No he doesn't scare me. Besides I have some new stuff I've been training with so I'm excited to try it out." Kansatoki replied.
"Ooo really? I can't wait to see! I'll be rooting for you," Mina smiled.
"Thanks," Kansatoki smiled in return as the girls headed off to change.
The students slowly gathered in the gym and waited for the training to start. Everyone seemed to be in a good mood and excited to spar again with classmates except for Katsuki who impatiently waited for Kansatoki.
"It shouldn't take her so damn long to get into a hero costume," Katsuki grunted.
"Aw come on Bakugo, we're in no rush. Besides, I remember she said something about asking for a new costume. Probably takes some extra time getting used to," Eijiro said, trying to calm Katsuki.
"It still shouldn't take so damn long," Katsuki grumbled.
Eijiro laughed off his friend's irritation, "I get it, I'm anxious to start training too man. I'm actually excited to see her costume, she asked for pictures of my costume to use as a reference," Kirishima said.
"Hu- you sure about that?" Katsuki asked with a subtle pink tint arising on his face as he looked past Eijiro.
"Well okay, just pictures of my sleeves to use as a reference but yeah why?" Eijiro added.
"Because that costume doesn't look anything like yours," he said, motioning towards Kansatoki who had finally shown up to the gym.
Eijiro turned around to find Kansatoki and quickly turned back around after he did. Kansatoki's new costume was far more revealing than her previous one, almost to the same extent as Momo's.
"Oh-" Eijiro exclaimed, his face also tinted with a pink blush. "No, I suppose it doesn't. I guess it makes sense though, being that she has to touch someone to use her quirk."
Aizawa called for the class to get in order so the matches could begin.
"Good luck man, and don't be too rough on her, ok? Remember she's our friend." Eijiro said before he made his way with the rest of the class to watch.
"Whatever," Katsuki said as he left for the sparring area in the gym.
Kansatoki was waiting on one edge of the arena with a determined look on her face.
"You really think that new costume is going to help you? I don't care how much skin you show, you're still not going to be able to touch me," Katsuki called out.
"Well see about that. I've got a new support item too. I've got to say I'm kind of excited you're the first one I get to use it on," She grinned.
Katsuki opened his mouth to make another smart remark but was interrupted by Aizawa who lazily yelled "Start."
Kansatoki grabbed at her side, pulled out a whip, and cracked it against the floor.
The classmates watching in the stands erupted with commentary. Some supportive yells for Kasnatoki mixed with surprise at the debut of her new support item.
"That's the new support item she's been talking about training with?!?" Denki yelled in astonishment. "Is that even- allowed!?"
"Oh my god- Bakugo is a lucky bastard." Minoru mused beside him.
"Mineta you perv!" Mina said, slapping the back of his head. Then turned back to watch, "YOU GOT THIS PERSUASION!" she yelled.
"What kind of dominatrix crap is that?" Katsuki yelled lunging forward attempting to hit Kansatoki with a blast.
Kansatoki avoided it cartwheeling to the side then wrapped her whip around Katsuki's feet trying to bring him to the ground.
"What's the matter? You're not into it?" She said with a wink.
"Tch-" Katsuki let out an annoyed puff of air, as he let out another blast freeing him from the whip around his feet, and made his way into the air.
"Too afraid to get any closer?" Kansatoki yelled up at him.
"You're going to regret saying that!" Katsuki yelled at her with another blast from the air. This one was even stronger than the last. Kansatoki dodged again as the smoke from the blast filled the gym.
"How does that one saying go?" Kansatoki said as Katsuki frantically scanned through the smoke trying to find her. "Oh yeah missed me now you have to kiss me," She laughed as the smoke began to clear giving Katsuki a view of her again.
"Cut out that damn seductive crap," He yelled.
"Why is it distracting? "She asked, smirking at him. Katsuki attempted to hit her with another blast. This time giving Kansatoki exactly what she had been waiting for. Unlike the last two blasts, Katsuki used both hands this time allowing her to wrap her whip around both his arms at once.
She moved swiftly avoiding his blast while keeping her grasp on her whip tied around his arms. Using the smoke caused by the blast as cover once more she moved in closer, this time having some control of where Katsuki's next blast would go thanks to her whip.
Placing her leg in between his and behind his foot she pushed him back causing him to trip and fall onto the floor. Before he could let out another blast she straddled him and his wrapped-up arms. Restricting his arms to the point that if he let out a blast he'd be aiming at himself.
Katsuki struggled under her, enraged at himself for being caught. Curses and insults spewed out from him.
"What's the matter? Don't want to blow your own balls off?" She teased him.
"Shut the fuck up," He yelled angrily still trying to free himself.
"Why don't you just tell me what you want to feel?" Kansatoki said, struggling to keep him down. Her own arms were occupied with making sure he didn't escape.
Katsuki groaned and continued to fight a bit longer before accepting being unable to get out from under her. "Just put me to sleep already bitch-" He barked.
"How boring- of all the things I could make you feel that's what you chose? So be it I guess," She replied. Unable to touch Katsuki with her arms due to being occupied with keeping him pinned down, Kansatoki moved closer kissing Katsuki on the cheek. Instantly he stopped struggling under her and fell into a deep slumber.
"Oh crap- she won! Way to go Persuasion" Eijiro yelled.
"I WANT TO FIGHT HER NEXT!" Minoru yelled.
"Yeah something tells me she wouldn't use that move on you dude," Kamanari laughed.
Kansatoki moved off of Katsuki and touched his face gently, causing him to wake up.
"You know, you're kind of cute when you are asleep and not barking so loud," She said, teasing Katsuki.
"Tch- whatever enjoy it while it lasts. You're never beating me again, got it?" He grumbled.
"Mhm sure Bakugo," She said, rolling her eyes as the class moved closer to congratulate her.
"Whip me next please, my dominatrix queen," Minoru said.
"Not even in your goddamn dreams extra," Katsuki said blasting Minoru.
Kansatoki began to walk away with her classmates congratulating her when Katuski called out to her.
"Hey! We are sparing again tomorrow after class so you better be ready!" Katsuki yelled, causing Kansatoki to turn back to him.
"Oh, are we? That's a bit presumptuous. What if I'm busy," She said playfully.
"Yeah whatever, I'll see you tomorrow at seven in the gym," He said, ignoring her playfulness.
"I already told you Bakugo I might be busy, but I'll think about it," She said, winking at him before turning to leave.
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BNHA CHARACTERS AS TEXTS BETWEEN MY BESTIE AND I - BAKUSQUAD EDITION
KATSUKI BAKUGO
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EJIROU KIRISHIMA
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MINA ASHIDO
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DENKI KAMINARI
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HANTA SERO
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(^talking ab Bakugo)
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