#bnha x shark reader
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Chapter 8- Survival of the fittest 
Summary: the sports festival
Masterlist
Trigger warning: misogyny, mineta and fighting.
(I no longer have a script for this part so bare with me)
I sigh as the battle is over with us getting in the finals.
“Thank for letting be on your team.” I say as I put Tetsutetsu down.
“No problem, sorry I was being unmanly the other day.” He says.
“Dude it’s cool. Good luck in the finals though.”
“You as well.” He says we then leave and I head to lunch. I grab my phone from my bag remembering my plans with Kaminari. As I walk I see Todoroki and Midoriya talking with Katsuki watching them. He looks at me and waves me over. I shake my head no and mouth tell me later.
“Hey Fuka!” Mina yells once I make it to the cafe.
“Heyo.” I sit down and notice it’s just the girls.
“So apparently we have to do a cheerleading thing.” Jiruo says.
“I wasn’t told that?” I says and take a bite of food.
“Neither was I but Mineta told me the teachers had said it.” Momo says.
“Why not tell us? I mean we’re class rep or whatever.” I question, this seem fishy.
“I’m not sure but I can make the costumes if you all tell me your sizes.” She gleams and I shake my head.
“I’m not doing it even if it’s graded.” I take a sip of water and hear some groans.
“Come on it will be fun!” Uraraka says.
“No if you guys want to that’s fine but count me out.” I can’t even do a cartwheel what makes them think I can cheer.
“Fuka your class rep you have to be a leader.” Momo says.
“Yes and I’m a leader who says follow your gut. And my gut says fuck no.” I eat the last bite of food.
“I bet you’ll look hot!” Mina says but I roll my eyes.
“Hot or not I ain’t doin it.” I take another sip off water but it’s taken out of my hands.
“Y/n I don’t care your doing this!” Mina grabs me with other girls dragging me away.
“HELPPPPP!!!! HELPP IM BEING KIDNAPPED! MAMAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!” The guys look over and seem concern but the girls wave them off.
“KIRISHIMA!! HELP ME!!” But it’s to late I’m already in the girls locker room.
“AHHHHHH!!” Fuka screams as I pass the locker rooms.
“What the?” I knock on the door and see Uraraka open it a crack.
“Hey Deku!” She beams.
“Was that Fuka screaming?” I ask nervously.
“Yeah she’s fine!” She says.
“MIDORIYA HELP ME!!!” Fuka screams.
“She’s just joking!” She laughs at the end and I nod.
“IZUKU!! PLEASE I DON’T WANNA BE A PRETTY PRINCESS!- MPHMPH!!!!” Fuka’s scream’s then get covered up.
“Uhh.” I stumbled out and she quickly pushes me out to the hall.
“Bye!” Uraraka slam the door and I see Iida walking by.
“Are they okay?” Iida asks.
“Umm maybe?” I shrug he puts his hand on his chin with a puzzled look.
“Hmm.”
“For the half time show we have- what? Is that class 1-A in cheerleading outfits?” Mic says as I get dragged by my tail onto the field.
“Oh no.” Momo says.
“Hey it’s okay we look super cute!” Some invisible girl says.
“I worked so hard just for a stupid trick.” Momo says sadly.
“Hey if it makes you feel any better I can let Fuka go.” Mina says.
“No there’s no use. Just a waste of my quirk.” She looks down in sadness.
“Momo look, Mina will let Fuka go and we can watch her go at it. I mean it’s like watching a reality tv shows!” Uraraka says.
“Yeah it really is! See?” Mina let’s me go and I stand up and smell the air for Mineta.
“Go get him!” I then get his scent and follow it.
“Aizawa what is up with your kids?” Mic asks.
“I wish I knew.” I find him and grab him. I throw him on to stage and climb up there.
“Fuckin bitch.” I growl at him and he whimpers.
“Look I’m really sorry Fuka! But your so hot!” I then grab him by his shirt and slam him into the stage it breaks.
“Imma turn you into chum!” He the cry’s as I pick him up and I notice the smell of pee.
“Don’t fucking tell me you pissed yourself.” He whimpers more as the crowd laughs at him. I drop him there and walk to the bathroom to wash my hands.
“Well Fuka sure can pack a bite.” Mic says and I get back and with my training uniform on.
“Excuse me.” Midnight says as she walks over Mineta. She grabs the mic and starts talking about a 1v1 battle. I’ll be facing Kaminari, which with his electric I don’t know if I can beat him. Thought if he uses it then he becomes dumb so I have to get him out before he can use it.
A couple matches go by with Midoriya and Todoroki winning.
“First up we have the Jaws! Also known as Fuka Y/n!”
“Jaws?! You calling me an excuse to kill sharks?” I yell at him.
“What?! No!”
“Could have been like, First up we have the Apex Predator! Fuka Y/n!” I says.
“Whatever, first up we have the Apex Predator Fuka Y/n.” He says.
“Lame.” I grumble.
“Second up we have Denki Kaminari! The guy who I personally want to win.”
“You can’t have favorites Mic.”
“You know the rules. Stay inside the box, if you can’t move your out. Ready? Go!” Midnight says.
“Don’t worry this will be over soon.” He blows a kiss and I smirk.
“I know.” I then run towards him and he tries to dodge it but I whip him with my tail. He falls and quickly gets up.
“1500 bolts coming u-.” Before he can finish I whip him with my tails making him fly up. I spin and kick him, flying him out of bounds.
“Fuka wins!” Midnight holds my arms and I smile. I then walk over to Kaminari.
“Hey the match was over rather quickly. Guess I didn’t have to worry.” I pick him up bridal style.
“Wicked kick.” He says, I laugh lightly and walk to the nurse.
“Thanks.” After I bring him to the nurse I head back to the stands. I watch as Iida turns into an ad.
“She’s good.” I say.
“Of course you’d think that.” Katsuki says next to me.
“Of course you’d say otherwise.” I say back he pushes me and I laugh. After ten minutes of the ad and me holding back my boos, it’s over.
“We're gonna keep right on going with the fifth match! Even though he's wearing a belt, he won't transform! From the hero course, it's Yuga Aoyama!” That’s his name???
“Bonjour.” He sprinkles.
“Versus… Is something going to come out of those horns? Well? From the hero course, it's Mina Ashido!” Mic says.
“GO MINA!!! BEAT HIS ASS!!” I yell.
“YEAH!!” Kaminari yells.
“YOU GOT THIS ASHIDO!!” Kirishima yells. Mina does some badass shit and wins. As she should, the guy’s annoying.
“Aoyama has fainted! Ashido advances to the second round!” Mic says. I just talk to Kaminari for the next match. Tokoyami wins the match against Momo and now it’s Kirishima and Tetsutetsu from earlier.
“The seventh match is a match-up between redundant Quirks! Manly and passionate steel From the hero course, it's Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu! Versus… Manly and passionate hardening! From the hero course, it's Eijiro Kirishima!” Mic says, damn who names their kid that.
“GO MAN!” Kaminari yells.
“GO KIRI!!!” Mina yells. After a bit Katsuki goes to the waiting room. I go with him just for a second.
“What?”
“Just good luck, I know you aren’t gonna lose but just incase.”
“Tch’ sorry.” He mumbles.
“Hmm?” I say pretend I didn’t hear him.
“Sorry!” He grabs my shirt and yells.
“Ow, apology accepted. Have fun coming up with a plan!” I leave him be and go to the stands. The match ends with them both fainting. Which I have Mina go check up him.
“The eighth and last match of the first round!He was kind of famous in middle school! This isn't the face of a regular person! From the hero course, it's Katsuki Bakugo! Versus… She's the one I'm rooting for! From the hero course, it's Ochaco Uraraka!”
“You need to stop choosing favorites.” I agree with Sensei. They fight and after a bit some weakass bitches start talking.
“What an idiot.” Some guy says. I roll my eyes and get up to walk.
“Hey, shouldn't you stop this?” Another guy says.
“Isn't he going too far?” Once again a guy says.
“I can't watch!” Wanna take a guess? Yup, you guessed it another guy!
“Hey! How can you say you want to be a hero like that? If there's such a huge difference in your abilities, then hurry up and send her out of bounds! Stop bullying and playing with the poor girl!” The first guy says.
“Yeah!” Another yells.
“There's booing from part of the crowd… But honestly, I also feel the sa-.” Mic says but a bang stops him from talking.
“Man, give me that.” I snatch the mic from him.
“If your a bitch just say that and move on. I mean how do you consider yourself a hero? Clearly if you can get past your sexist ways and simply look the fuck up. Ya’d see what’s happening but you know I understand it hard to do. So do what you do best, and shut the fuck up. Before you get this foot up your ass. And Mic.” I growl out.
“Oh fuck.” He says
“You gonna do your fucking job right. Before I get my baby sister to do a better job then you. Gotta do everything in this damn school.” I hand him the mic and leave the broke door open.
“Hehe sorry bout that guys! Back to the scheduled program!” Mic says, I walk around to cool off. How could people still act or even think that way? I don’t notice the other person in the hall and bump them.
“Sorry.” I say and turn to see Shinso.
“As much as I don’t want to say this but I shouldn’t have judged you before.” He says, I tilt my head.
“Is that an apology?”
“Yes, and don’t expect another one.” He says and turns to walk away.
“Wanna walk with me?” I ask and he stops.
“And I would do that because?” He turns to me.
“Maybe I wanna tell you that I like your quirk?”
“Why?” He raise his eyebrow.
“Why not? It’s cool.” I shrug. He shakes his head a bit and I see a small smile.
“Come on.” I say and we walk.
“I watched your fight, why didn’t you use your quirk? Or did you?”
“I kinda used my quirk. My quick called Shark, meaning I can do anything a shark can do. I’m mainly a mix of different sharks for my senses and stuff. But for turning into a shark I’m a great white. I just used my tail to get him out before he could do damage.”
“Figured as much. Lucky to have a hero quirk.”
“Hero quirk?”
“A quirk people don’t see as villainous.”
“You see my quirk as a hero? Your the second person to believe that.”
“Really?”
“Yeah I mean sharks are always in a bad light. That why I got mad at Mic for calling me Jaws. Those movies caused a mass murdering for sharks. Only Katsuki can call me that, he said it cause the movie as bad as me.”
“I get it.” We talk for a bit about school and our quirks. Katsuki wins the match and Kiri had to arm wrestle the Tetsutetsu which Kiri won. So now the next match is Todoroki and Midoriya. Which Shinso leaves to watch, I keep walking around.
I head to the waiting room as my fight will be next with Iida. I play with some ideas most of them not working. After a bit with Todoroki winning the match it’s my turn.
“From the hero course, it's Tenya Iida! Versus… Also from the hero course Fuka Y/n!” Mic yells.
“Good luck Fuka.” Iida bows.
“You too.” I bow back not wanting to be rude.
“GOO FUKA!!” Mina yells.
“YOU GOT THIS!!” Kirishima yells.
“GOT THIS BABE!” Kaminari yells to which Sero slaps him.
“Ready? Go!” Midnight yells. Iida runs at me and I quickly flip over him. He grabs my tail and yanks me back. I wrap my leg around his waste and flip him. He falls with me and I quickly get up.
“GO GIRL!!!” Mina yells. Iida gets up and runs at me again. I quickly slide under his legs and kick his back. He dodges and grabs my leg.
“Fuck.” I say and he pulls my leg close to him and I lose my balance. I fall with him holding my leg.
“1. 2.” Midnight counts, I slam my fist into his leg making him drop mine. I get up and tackle him down. I wrap my legs around his arms and legs, my arms around his neck and tail holds his feet down.
“Iida can you get out?” Midnight asks.
“No.”
“Fuka is the winner of the round!” My friends cheer for me and I get off of Iida. I hold my hand out and he takes it.
“Good match Fuka.”
“You did great Iida almost had me there.” I walk back to the stand with Iida going to see Midoriya. Once I make it Mina hugs me.
“Knew you would win!”
“Did a good job Fuka!”
“Thanks guys. Honestly thought I’d lose, Iida speed beats mine on land.” I sit down next to Katsuki and he ruffles my hair.
“So who’s up next?”
“Oh I am! Shit, bye guys!” Mina rushes downstairs.
“Good luck!!” We yells.
“Shit.” I say.
“What’s wrong?” Momo asks.
“I’m gonna lose the next match.” I say.
“What? Fuka don’t say that!” Uraraka says.
“Well no offense but Fuka is right.” Monoma says.
“Do you just listen to every conversation we have?”
“Maybe if you weren’t so loud I wouldn’t hear. Anywho Fuka’s a shark, shark don’t work with fire.” Some ginger comes up and slaps him.
“God damn.” I mumble out.
“Sorry about him! Good luck Fuka!” She leaves with him, how’d she know my name???
“Dumbass Mic literally been saying it.” Katsuki says and gets up to leave.
“You know me so well.”
“Wish I didn’t.” He then disappears into the waiting room.
“Welp I should go too. Bye guys.” Kiri leaves.
“Bye man.” Sero says.
“Y’all got any idea on how to fight Todoroki?”
“You do realize I’m right here?” He says.
“I’ll give you five bucks if we can arm wrestle.”
“Why would I want five dollars?”
“If he doesn’t take it I will.” Uraraka says.
“Do you want me to uhh…scare yourrrrr dad?”
“What?”
“So where’s Midoriya? He probably got ideas.”
“Nurse’s office.”
“Thanks man!” I run off to find him. I went into the room and see a very skinny man.
“Fuka-Chan? What are you doing here?” Midoriya asks.
“Do you still have the notebooks? And does any of it have Todoroki in it?”
“Y-yeah why?”
“Because I have to fight him and I tried to-.”
“That nerd couldn’t fight him why would you go to him?” Katsuki pops up behind me.
“Look man I’m desperate. I tried to give him five buck and he didn’t want it.”
“Young Fuka!” The skinny guy yells.
“Stranger danger!” I yell, Katsuki then slaps me.
“Fucking idiot.” He then drags my off with Midoriya look like he saw a ghost. And not Casper.
Now usually I’d run away from my problems or make a joke but sadly couldn’t do that. So here I am, standing in front of Todoroki as Midnight says ready set go. I’d loved to just walk out of bonds but Katsuki would kick my ass.
“Go!” Wait what? Todoroki then freezes the ground and I jump to avoid being stuck to it. I use my tail to stabilize myself.
“Sure you don’t want five dollars?” I joke and he really didn’t like the joke. He makes a wall of ice in front of me. I jump over it with my tail and turn into a shark. I land roughly on him making him falls.
I turn human and try to immobilize him. He uses his ice to push me away and I fall. He gets up and makes another wall of ice. I roll to the side dodging it. I get up and see another ice wall, I jump over it and turn into a shark. He freezes my whole body, to which I can’t get out of.
“Todoroki is the winner!” He unfreeze me and I fall into his arms as human. He gently puts me down.
“Sorry.”
“I’ll be fine, surely.” I then wobble a bit which he puts his out to catch me. I push them lightly and walk out with my chin high. For two feet and then stop.
“Fuka?” Todoroki asks.
I groan as someone sits me up. I open my eyes and see it’s Katsuki with Mina running behind him.
“I got what you asked!” Mina says holding a bottle and hands it to him. He opens it and has me drink it. After a minute it’s empty and he closes it.
“You okay?” I nods to Mina and see Kaminari, Sero and Kiri standing next to her.
“Shitty hair take her to the nurse.” Katsuki takes his jacket off and wraps me around it and leaves for his match.
“Want me to pick you up?” I nod to Kiri and he lifts me up. I hold on to him as the others follow behind.
“Todoroki needs to learn how to use his quirk.” Denki says.
“Yeah I mean he completely froze me!” Sero says as we follow behind Kiri and Y/n.
“Poor Y/n she’s probably gonna get sick.” I pout.
“Is she cold blooded?” Sero asks, hmm I never asked her so I don’t know.
“We should ask Momo.” Denki says I nod and we finally make it to the nurse. Kiri puts her down and talks to the nurse.
“She’ll be okay dear. Her body is in shock from the sudden change of temperatures. I’ll just have her lay down for a bit till she’s better.”
“Should once of us stay with her?” I ask.
“I’ll do it!” Denki yells Recovery Girl hits him with her cane.
“Ow.” He hisses out.
“Not unless you want too.” She then sits down and we leave Denki and Y/n to watch the match.
“Hey dude.” I say as I turn to Kaminari.
“Hey Fuka, how you feeling?” I smile a little and say I’m fine.
“Oh fuck did I miss the match?!” I shot up and try to get out but get hit by a stick.
“Fuck.” I yelp in pain, I rub my head and see an old lady.
“You really outta be more careful!” She says and I nod.
“Yeah we missed it but they’ll probably replay it later.” He says.
“Can we leave now?” I ask.
“Let me just check your heart and temp.” She does and I’m fine.
“Be careful dear.” She says and we leave. I nurse my cup as Denki walks close to me.
“Oh do you want me to step back?” I shake my head.
“Your fine, it’s more of my brain hurting.” He nods and we walk back. We missed the fight between Katsuki and bird guy, but Katsuki won anyways.
“Hey girl, you good?” Mina asks.
“Sure.” I sit down next to her with Denki next to me.
“You fought well.” Kiri says .
“Yeah you lasted longer then me.” Sero says.
“Thanks guys, for everything.” They smile and says it’s no problem.
“Hey Fuka?” I turn to Midoriya.
“Can we talk later? At your house?” I raise my eyebrow and nod, yes.
“You want Katsuki too?” He shakes his head no and I turn back around.
“It's finally the last battle of the U.A. High School sports festival! The top of the first years will be decided with this one match! The final, so to speak! From the hero course, Shoto Todoroki! Versus… Also from the hero course, Katsuki Bakugo!” Mic says. I already know how this match will end, Todoroki’s to weak for this. I walk out and get something to eat.
“Hey your that kid, Fuka right?” I look up to see the pro hero, Mount Lady asks.
“Yeah, Fuka Y/n.”
“Just so you know I’m not pathetic.” Oh fuck.
“Look I didn’t mean it like that. I just-.”
“Just what? Think I should have smashed those buildings?”
“No, but as I said my quirk isn’t good with temperature type quirks. But I still did something. I’m alive thanks to me. If you want to prove your not pathetic then do so.” She goes to say something but I walk away.
“You listen here kid!” Her yells fade as I walk to a stand selling steak kebabs. I give them change as an explosion is heard. I pause as they wait for me to take the kebab.
“Sorry.” I take it and run to Katsuki. I make it to the area and it’s frozen. I run to Katsuki as he talks.
“Hey! Stop screwing around! Didn't I tell you that there was no point, damn it? To get first place like this! Like this? Like…” I run to him and make him drop Todoroki.
“Katsuki.”
“I don’t need you!” He pushes me away but I just stand back. Midnight goes to use her quirk.
“Woah, you can’t just do that.”
“Kid-.” I growl back which she’s taken back but I look over to Katsuki.
“I. Don’t. Need. Your fucking help.” I grunt back and my eyes go pitch black.
“..”
“Go.” He walks off and I grab Todoroki’s body.
“Well, I uh. I guess Bakugo wins? And Fuka can somehow teleport.” Mic says. My eyes stay black as I walk Todoroki to the nurse. I make it there and I help her with Todoroki. His father comes in and looks at him.
“Fuka, here.” She hands me a bag of beef jerky to which I eat and my eyes go back to normal.
“Should I grab Katsuki?” I ask, she nods. I leave to get him but Todoroki’s dad stops me in the hall.
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, sorry about Katsuki. He doesn’t think he won fairly so he acted out.”
“What do you mean?”
“Oh uh, since Todoroki didn’t use his full potential to fight. Katsuki thinks Todoroki sees him as weak since Todoroki didn’t try.”
“Hmm. Do you think the same?”
“Well, I don’t think Todoroki see Katsuki as weak but I do kinda feel it’s unfair he didn’t try his hardest? Though I know if he did use his fire for my fight I still would’ve lost.”
“Thank you.” I nod and he leaves. I go to the back areas and look for Katsuki. After a few doors I find him sitting on a chair with his head down.
“I’m still proud of you for fighting. I don’t see you as weak.” He doesn’t move but I bend my knees to see his face.
“Todoroki’s okay, if you’re wondering. You said you were going to win and you did. Even if you don’t think it was a fair fight. I don’t either.” He still doesn’t say anything but I rub his thighs and get up.
“You’ll think this is stupid but I was thinking that we could skip the metals and go home.”
“You should get the medal.” He mumbles.
“Should I? Todoroki didn’t use his fire on me?”
“You’d prove to the bitches that you’re a hero.”
“Or I could make a statement. If people aren’t going to use there full potential then it’s not a fair fight.”
“Stop being stupid.” He lifts his head up.
“I’m not being stupid.”
“Your acting like a dolphin.”
“Woah low blow man.” I hold my heart and pretend to fall. A couple of teachers come in.
“It’s time to go up.” We look at each other.
“Now, we will award the medals! The presentation of the medals will, of course, be by this man!” Midnight says.
“It's All Might!” The crowd yells.
“Our very own hero, All Might-!” Midnight gets interrupted by All Might
“-I have brought the medals here! I talked over you…” All Might says.
“Now then, All Might, please present the medals, starting with third place.” She says.
“Young Tokoyami, congratulations. You sure are strong. You are too kind. However, in order to fight well against different types, you must not rely only on your Quirk. If you train your own strength more, then you'll have more options when you fight.” All Might says and places the medal on him.
“Yes, sir.”
“Young Fuka, what is this?” He says as I stand with Katsuki in first.
“Well when people don’t do everything they can to win the fight. It makes it unfair, so technically no one actually won this in my eyes. If you can’t fight with everything you have now, what’s that say about what hero you’d be? Even if that someone used their fire I’d still lose yes, but maybe I wouldn’t even get to this point.” I say.
“I um, you did a really good job. You have much to learn but you truly do have the ambition to be a great hero. Even if this medal means nothing to you make it a remind as to why you want to be a hero.” He puts it around my neck but I take it off and put it on the floor.
“I will pick it up later because I don’t want to liter but just to prove my point.”
“You’ll do great young Fuka.” I nod and he moves to Todoroki.
“Young Todoroki, congratulations. I assume there is a reason you did not use your left side in the final?” I glare at him.
“I had an opportunity during my match with Midoriya, but then I became unsure of myself. I think I understand a little of why you are interested in him. I wanted to become a hero like you. But I didn't think it would be right for me to be the only one to break away. There is still something I must settle.
“The look on your face is completely different from before. I won't ask about the details. I'm sure that you will be able to do what you need to do.”
“Yes.”
“Now then, Young Bakugo! This is too much. Good job doing what you said you would during the player pledge!” All Might says as Katsuki is chained up.
“All Might… First place like this… is not worth anything! Even if the world recognizes it, if I don't recognize it myself, then it's trash!” Katsuki says.
“Right. In this world where people are constantly being compared publicly, there are not many who can keep aiming for the top of an unchanging scale. Take this medal, okay? Think of it as a "wound, so you never forget!” He then forces it on him to which my eyes turn into a black pit and I growl.
“I said I didn't want it!”
“Come on you two.”
“I told you, I don't want it!” He puts it in Katsuki mouth.
“Here.” He spits it out and I pick it up. All Might try to take it from me to which I bite it in half. He sighs and watched as my eyes go back to normal.
“Well, they were the winners this time! But listen here! Anyone here could have ended up on these podiums. It's just as you saw. Competing! Improving each other! And climbing even further! The next generation of heroes is definitely sprouting! So, I have just one more thing to say! Everyone, please say it with me!” I cover my ears knowing the stupid phase will be yelled.
“PLUS ULTRA!” The crowd yells as I bite off the chains on Katsuki. Midnight rushes over to stop me.
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this piece is written as an X Reader but it was written with @meggsngrits in mind. If that bothers you, you don’t have to read it. It’s for Meg, anyway ♡
Meg, I know it’s been a rough few days for ya so, I hope some time with your guys helps ♡
i definitely didn’t proof this at all so I’m sorry about that…
The moment Katsuki opened the door to your house he knew something wasn’t right. None of the lights had been turned on, your bag was on the floor rather than hanging on the hook like usual, and you, his adorable little wife, we’re nowhere in sight.
After taking off his boots, he took the time to hang up your bag in its rightful place and then started his search for you.
It wasn’t too hard to find you though, he didn’t exactly like seeing you laying face down on your bed with work clothes still on. Hell, you hadn’t even taken your shoes off!
For now though, he started by sliding off your shoes and setting them at the foot of the bed. “Baby girl,” his voice was low but softer than usual, “when’s the last time you ate?”
You didn’t even answer him. Just shrugged your shoulders. But, when you turned towards him, he could see the wet streaks that ran down the balls of your adorable cheeks. Nah. He couldn’t handle having you crying.
You didn’t even answer him. Just shrugged your shoulders. But, when you turned towards him, he could see the wet streaks that ran down the balls of your adorable cheeks. Nah. He couldn’t handle having you crying.
“Silly woman, c’mere.” He’s suddenly so damn thankful he showered before he left the agency so he’s able to sit on the bed fully and pull you into his arms. “Ya get ten minutes of cuddles and then I’m gonna go get you some water.”
Because if you didn’t know when the last time you ate was that also meant you hadn’t been properly hydrated either.
He pulls his phone free and texts your other husband to bring home your favorite take out.
Shitty Hair: Bad day, huh? I’ll grab some mochi too. She want anything else?
“Ei wants t’know if you want him to grab anything on the way home?”
It took you a minute but you shook your head. “No… just want ya both home.”
He relayed the information and then set his phone to rest on the nightstand.
Your arms wound around his torso and your face went back to being buried in his chest. “You’re cute, but your vice grip isn’t gonna stop from gettin’ you water.”
“Does it have to be water?” He barely heard your muffled sass.
“Yea it does, you little brat. Now, you can stay in bed while I get it for ya or you can hold on and I’ll take ya with me.” Your locked hands behind his back told him your choice.
With ease, he swung his legs over the side of the bed while you clung onto him like a little koala. His hands gripped your thick thighs and wrapped them around his narrow waist to make walking effortless.
Normally he would’ve set you on the counter but this time he moved about with you still attached. Grabbing a big water bottle and filling it to the brim. “But Kats! It’s so much!” The corner of his mouth twitched upward and so did his blonde brows. “Oh, fuck off!”
He chuckled and handed the bottle over. “When you’re finished with it, you can drink whatever ya want for the rest of the night.”
There was no point in arguing with him. He wouldn’t budge. So you sighed, “fine,” and took your first swig.
From there he took you back to the bedroom and got you changed into something more comfortable: one of Eiji’s hoodies and a pair of his sweats.
Of course, what should’ve taken less than five minutes ended up closer to thirty… you took your bra off and he couldn’t help himself! He just had to worship you for a while.
Pin your back against the closet wall and pepper kisses across your skin. Over your chest, swirling his tongue around your nipples before migrating down to your soft tummy.
The affection stopped just at the hem of your panties. “Think I’ll wait until Ei gets home, wouldn’t wanna have too much fun without him.”
You looked ready to kill but he kissed you then, hard enough to take your breath away and keep you pleasantly distracted. Stealing kiss after kiss until your lips were puffy and lungs depleted of oxygen.
���Please, Katsuki,” Gods, you sounded so pretty when you said his name like that. Already trying to guide his hand to your core.
You did have such a hard day… “Alright,” his head dipped to your neck, “my needy little woman—”
He pushed your panties to the side and felt how much you actually did need him. Groaning and pathetically rocking his hips against you as his fingers slid inside.
It didn’t take long at all to have you panting for him, whimpering broken versions of his name each time he hit your sweet spot.
“Such a good girl.”
He nips and sucks at your neck, thumb circling your clit again and again. Precise movement that he knows you love.
“Well, that’s one way to cheer her up,” both of you looked to the doorway to find Eijirou looking on, completely pleased with what he’s come home to. “Don’t stop on my account.”
“Wasn’t plannin’ on it.” He hadn’t quit moving those long fingers of his the whole time either. “Think you should join me though.” He turned his ruby gaze back to you. “You want that, right baby girl? Want Ei t’make you cum too?”
He was already walking over as you nodded your head. His smile was as soft and sweet as ever dropping a light kiss on your lips like he does every day when he comes home with his little, “missed you,” and then does the same to Katsuki.
“Gimme some room, would ya?” It’s an awkward little shuffle as Katsuki makes room for Eijirou to sink to his knees between you both. Wasting no time lapping at the mess Katsuki’s made between your legs as his hands tug at his husbands sweats, pulling them down his thighs to give him a little relief too.
Between Katsuki’s fingers and Eijirou’s tongue, you certainly forget about the day you had, you forget about the whole damn week, even your name for a few seconds there.
Eijirou held one of your thighs in his large hand, kneading your soft skin, even taking a few breaks from your cunt to leave a few bite marks over the ones that had faded from just a few days ago.
His wrist flicked, using his other hand to get Katsuki closer to a release too all while muttering praises that sent the sweetest vibrations to your clit.
G— guys, oh fuck, ‘m gonna—“ you whined rather than finished the sentence.
“Gonna cum for us, cutie? That’s our girl,” Eijirou teased since Katsuki was getting close too. “G’head then. We gotcha, love.”
Your nails dig into Katsuki’s arm and pull at Eijirou’s hair as your high crashes over you. Eijirou takes a final lick at your core and leans forward to take Katsuki’s cock in his mouth. Letting the man finish there rather than in his fist.
The two of you pant above him while he smiles, using his thumb to swipe a bit of cum that spilled over.
“Welcome home, Red.” You barely get the sentence out, leaning your head on Katsuki’s shoulder.
He chuckles and kisses your thigh again. “It’s good t’be home. Feelin’ better?”
“Much better now.”
You all sat lounging around the living room with the containers of food Eijirou had brought home covering the coffee and end tables.
The guys listened to you rant about the assholes trying to tell you how to do your job. Thinking they know everything better than you do. More than once they each offered to give these retired gasbags a piece of their mind but you waved them off each time. Just thankful for them listening to you.
The two of them always do though. You could talk to them about anything and they’d give you their undivided attention. And they knew they could come to you for the same.
Whatever the three of you needed, you were always there for each other.
A shoulder to cry on, an ear to listen, someone to sit around and eat junk food with… or even bending you over and screwing you until every other thought faded away. Which just so happened to be what the two of them intended on doing for you tonight just as soon as you finished your dinner ♡
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With Good Weather Brings Good Breedings. (18+ Fic)
Pairing: Poly!KiriBaku x Black!Bunny Girl!Reader
Synopsis: In which your spring cycle comes a little earlier than usual and you’re too afraid of your boyfriends–whom you’ve been dating for five months–thinking you’re weird instead of telling them about your cycle during mating season. However, during a picnic thrown especially for you, your two favorite pros are more aware than you realize and are more than happy to help you with your little problem.
Story Warnings: Smutty Smut, 18+ (MINORS STAY TF AWAY), Poly Romance, AgedUp!Pro!Bakugou & Kiri (they’re in their late 20s), Black!Reader, Bunny Girl!Reader, Mating Cycle, In Heat, Dick Crazed, Public Sex/Exhibitionism, Foreplay, Nipple Play, Light Foot Fetish (Toe Sucking), Clit Stimulation, Overstimulation, Deepthroating, Biting/Nibbling, Hair/Ear Pulling, Tail Stroking, Spanking, Face Fucking, Light Hints of Dacryphilia, Degradation, Name Calling, Pet Names, Multiple Positions (Doggystyle, Full Nelson, Mating Press), Non-Protected PIV/Non-Safe Sex (WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT), Mentions of Breeding, Squirting, Creampies, Facials, Aftercare
Chapter Warnings: Mentions of Sex (Dick Sucking/Deepthroating/Face Fucking; Cunnlingus; Nipple Play; Spitroast; Doggystyle; Creampies); Masturbation
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!
Writer’s Note: Happy spring, y’all!! Decided to celebrate by giving y’all another smutty short fic. You’re welcome, enjoy & thank you tons for the love on my work so far. Stay safe out there cuz COVID ain’t over. Wear your mask!! -Jazz
Chapters: One, Two, Three, Five
Read on AO3 here!
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CHAPTER FOUR: BUSS IT, BABY.
“So how can we help?” Kiri purrs.
You swear you feel like you blackout for a minute when his question and its hidden meaning begin to set in. You gape up at them and their soft yet hungered stares. You feel as if you’re baking in the sun, your entire body hot under their eyes.
“W-What?” you weakly ask. There’s no way they could possibly be thinking of doing this for you. “You really don’t have to!” you begin to protest, flustered. I-I’m fine!”
Kiri’s eyes grow stern. “Y/N, you are clearly not fine,” he firmly states. “Look at you! You’re clearly struggling and we’re not gonna let our girl go through this alone. Let us ease the tension in any way we can, okay?”
Bakugou moves closer to you, making it so there is no space left between you and him. “We’re not takin’ no for an answer,” he softly growls. “So I suggest you let us know what you want and what you like.”
His words set you alight and make your pussy embarrassingly clench around air. Kiri follows Bakugou’s movements and cuddles up next to your other side until you’re sandwiched between them both. You still feel slightly embarrassed with this, but also increasingly, unbearably horny with how close they are now. You feel like a prisoner trapped between two incredibly-sexy walls of a cell. Not to mention how patient and encouraging they are. They’re so hellbent on getting to know each and every freaky part of you, and it’s a complete turn-on.
Time seems to go by in slow motion until you finally get the nerve to speak. “W-Well,” you softly stutter, “we could start with kissing and a little touching like we usually do. Only my ears and tail are free range now.”
Kiri looks overjoyed by the opportunity. “Of course!” he brightly replies, already turning you away from Bakugou to face him. “Me first!” He ignores Bakugou’s angered growl, his full attention on you and your lips. “I’ve been waitin’ to get these lips to myself all day.”
Without another word or waste of time, his lips are on yours. As usual, his kiss starts off gentle and careful as if he’s afraid of hurting you. But once he finds that rhythm, he sticks with it. His lips dance with yours in a passionate embrace, his hand under your chin to keep your face right where it is. His lips are pillowy-soft and intoxicating, the slight stumble on his chin tickling you lightly.
His kiss sends you reeling, your mind filled with nothing but him. You’re aware of his other hand moving to hold your hip, gently squeezing you there. “You feel so fuckin’ good, babe,” he murmurs against your lips. “Taste good too.” He leans in again and gently runs a toothed fang along your bottom lip, making you softly gasp.
He ducks back in for another kiss, this one with tongue, and it gives you the confidence to begin to run your hands over every part of him you can touch–his neck; his biceps; his chest, and abs. He’s truly a work of art. Both of them are.
You gasp into the kiss at the sudden tug you feel on your ears. Bakugou is busy playing with them, alternating between running his fingertips lightly along the fur and tugging them at the tips. He even puts the tip of your ear in his mouth, nibbling on it gently. The moan you let out is needy and desperate, embarrassingly so. “Aww, c’mon, Katsuki,” Kiri laughs. “Don’t torture our girl too much.” But Bakugou pays him no mind, still toying with your ears. Kiri begins to run his lips over your jawline, trailing down the tender skin of your neck and collarbone. You have no choice but to lean your head back and embrace it all–this sweet torture. You don’t know how much you can take of this. Your body is trembling with need, your tail twitching in desperation.
Kiri notices this. “Looks like that tail wants some attention too,” he chuckles, running his fingers along your little cottontail. “Why don’t you show Katsuki the same treatment you showed me and I take care of you here?”
You don’t even nod or reply. You just turn around to face Bakugou who wastes no time smashing his lips against yours. His kisses are a lot rougher and more passionate than Kiri’s. He makes sure you can’t breathe or think after his kisses are done; that all you can feel are the ghost of his plump, pink lips against yours for days. He firmly grips your chin, keeping your face strictly facing him as his tongue slips into your mouth. As Bakugou works on your lips, you feel Kiri play with your tail, his fingers gently stroking the ball of fur that twitches excitedly as he does. With his other hand, he gently strokes your ears, taking extra care to run his forefinger and thumb along the tips. You pull away from Bakugou to moan at the sensations, your mind hazy with pleasure.
Bakugou takes advantage of this by pressing rough, wet kisses to your neck and collarbone, gently sucking on the skin to leave faint hickeys. Your mouth falls open, your hands moving to grip his broad shoulders and breathe in his vanilla scent. “‘Suki,” you whimper.
Bakugou smirks against your skin. “Those whimpers are so fuckin’ cute,” he chuckles. “They’re goin’ straight to my dick. Can you feel it?” He shifts his hips and pushes into your thigh so you can feel the obvious outline of his hardened dick. “You did that to me.”
You wish he hadn’t done that. Now all you can think about is how hard Kiri’s dick might be and how you want them both in your mouth and pussy. Your naughty thoughts dissipate only when you feel Kiri’s hands slide up your sides underneath your shirt. “Is it okay if I take off your top, princess?” he whispers against your ear, pressing a kiss against your neck.
Despite your hazy mind currently feeling the effects of your intoxicating boyfriends and your heat symptoms, you’re not horny enough to not understand what he’s implying. “R-Right here?” you ask nervously. “What if someone sees us?”
Your eyes tick around the area. Though you’re surrounded by trees and wilderness, you never know if someone could come hiking up the trail and see you. You’re shocked by how much it turns you on–the idea of getting caught, perhaps with Bakugou’s dick in your mouth while Kiri’s is in your hand, both of them slowly stroking their hips in time with you, showering you with sweet praise and degradation as they do. Kiri just laughs, already moving your top up higher. “No one’s coming, gorgeous. Don’t worry.”
“And if they do, they can fuck off,” Bakgou mutters against your neck. “I’ll blast ‘em all to hell if they even look at you.” You giggle at his words, already feeling a little more confident and emboldened with this new kinky journey you’re about to venture upon. But maybe that’s just your horniness taking over. You turn to Kiri, giving him the green light. “You can take off my skirt too.”
Kiri grins, looking like a kid on Christmas Day. “Yes, ma’am.” He wastes no time peeling your top off of you and then helping you out of your skirt. He coaxes you to sit up so he can get it down your ankles and then off of your body. He flings both articles of clothing to the side, forgotten. Now, all of this attention is on you. His eyes are hungered; starving. “Fuck, gorgeous, look at you.”
You feel like you’re baking in an oven under your boyfriends’ lustful gazes on your body. You had decided to put on a brightly-colored sexy lace bra and panties under your clothes today; some that you knew you looked good in. Bakugou reaches out to toy with the lace on one of your bra cups. “This shit is way too sexy,” he growls lustfully. “You were planning for this, weren’t you? Bet you were hoping we’d play with you out here in the open, right?”
His hand sneaks behind you to tug at your ears, sending sparks of pleasure straight to your clit. “Right?” he repeats roughly.
“Y-Yes!” you whimper, toes curling at the sensation. “I was hoping! Couldn’t help it!” Kiri smirks at your honesty. “Good girl,” he coos, running a finger down your bare leg. “So honest. Why don’t you reward her, K?”
Bakugou doesn’t need to be told twice. He looks at you, waiting for you to give him the green light. Wordlessly, you nod, giving him the go for the bra to come off. His fingers work expertly to unclip the bra before tossing it to the side. Once it’s off, your breasts fall out of the cups and bounce slightly against your chest. Both pros moan softly at the sight of your brown, hardened nipples, looking like drooling dogs wanting to take a bite of your hanging fruit. You find yourself giggling at the attention, feeling good about yourself.
Gently, Bakugou lays you down on top of the blanket before hovering over you, his face blocking the sun. “Let me know what feels good,” he whispers before ducking down to kiss your neck and your collarbone. Your eyes flutter closed and your hands run through his ash-blonde hair as his lips dance across your skin, taking his sweet time going to your tits. He takes both into his hands and begins to kneed them gently, his fingers pressing into the tender flesh. “Fuck, you’ve got a nice rack, baby,” he groans, oggling your titties in his hands. “I could do this all day.”
Then his lips are wrapping around one of your nipples and sucking gently, his tongue swirling around your areola. You moan at the feeling of his wet tongue and plump lips teasing your breast while his hand works the other. “Katsuki,” you exhale, his name a mere whisper in the wind. “Please...pinch them.”
Bakugou looks up at you from between the valley of your tits and grins. “Naughty fuckin’ girl.” He does as you plead, taking both nipples between his fingers and pinching them, tugging them–not enough to hurt you but enough for you to feel those sparks of pleasure shoot through your veins as he toys with your sensitive nipples. “Mmm-hmm,” he hums, encouraging those little noises dripping from your lips. “Just relax, baby girl. Let us take good care of you.”
As if wanting to make you lose your mind even more, you feel Kiri take one of your feet into his hands and begin to kiss the sole, his hands gently massaging your calve. Then his lips wrap around one of your toes and he proceeds to gently suck on your big toe, his tongue gently tickling you there. “Sorry, hon,” he chuckles. “Couldn’t stand starin’ at these cute little toes much longer.”
He then pulls your toe out of his mouth and kisses your foot, his lips pressed to your painted toes before doing the same to the other. “You like that?” he teases before practically sticking your whole entire foot in his mouth. If only he knew. You were fucking losing it, all sense of self-control leaving your body at the sensations. “Fuck, you’re so cute,” Kiri groans, gently placing your foot back down. “I need to have a taste too. Scoot over, K.”
Surprisingly, Bakugou does as he says. Now Kiri is beside him and taking one of your nipples into your mouth while Bakugou works on his own. Your eyes nearly bulge out of their sockets at the pleasure–two sets of mouths and tongues on your nipples, toying with the hardened, brown peaks. “Oh, my God,” you gasp, your head falling back.
As they continue their foreplay, your body grows more sensitive. The light grazing of their teeth on your nipples sends shivers up your skin and makes your pussy gush into your panties, desperate for something. “Fuck!” you cry out, hands in their hair, gripping their heads closer as your back arches, pushing your chest farther into their mouths. “I-I can’t….”
You want to tell them to stop or else you’ll cum. As if hearing your silent plea, Kiri stops and looks up at you, his eyes as red as the purest blood. “Look at you squirming around,” he chuckles. “Seems like you’re wanting something, cutie.”
Bakugou pulls away too and sits up on his knees. “Maybe we should take you to the car and find out,” he purrs, his hand on your inner thigh. Your eyes flick down to the outline of their dicks pushing through their pants, desperate to be released.
You know damn well you wouldn’t make it to the car or to any of your homes. Your heat has begun to take the driver’s seat and you find yourself cupping both of their bulges in your hands, staring up at them under your lashes as you do. “Why not out here?” you purr, mischievously staring up at your boyfriends.
From the way Bakugou and Kiri are looking at you, you would think you just asked them to rob a bank. Their eyes are wide, mouths slightly parted in shock. If they didn’t believe you could make it to the car with your horny self, they certainly believe it now. “Wait,” Kiri says, moving away from your hand cupping his dick in his pants. “You want this…right here? Right now?”
You nod frantically, practically foaming at the mouth with how feral you are. “Yes,” you answer breathlessly. “I want this more than anything.” To persuade them even more of how much you’re craving this, you sit up on your knees, now eye level with them. You stare at them imploringly, hoping they’ll see the heat in your gaze. “Please,” you beg, running your fingers gently over their hardening bulges. “I need you. Both of you.”
Kiri looks like he wants to scoop you up and protect you from all harm while Bakugou looks like he wants to gobble you up. “Fuck, don’t make her beg, shitty hair,” he hisses impatiently. “Take those fuckin’ panties off before I rip ‘em off myself.”
The redhead doesn’t need to be told twice. He loops his fingers through the waistband of your panties and, in one swift motion, yanks them down your thighs. As he does, he unintentionally rips the lace waistband when he yanks on it too hard. You gasp when you hear the tearing sound. “Kiri!” you whine, glaring at him. “Those were expensive!”
Kiri takes a look at the tag on the panties and smirks. “Soma, huh?” he chuckles before tossing them to the side. “I’ll buy you some more. You bought this on yourself, mama. Might as well be a good girl and take it.” He doesn’t even apologize nor do you make him. The both of you are too damn horny to be fighting about torn underwear. Slowly, Kiri coaxes you to lay down on the plush All Might blanket and gently opens your thighs for him and Bakugou. The spring breeze hits your pussy lips dripping in your arousal, making you shiver.
But nothing gives you the chills like the way Kiri and Bakugou stare at your exposed pussy. “Fuck me,” Bakugou growls, a feral look in his crimson eyes. “Look how fuckin’ wet you are, baby. You’re fuckin’ gushing for us.” He sneaks a hand between your thighs and tentatively drags a finger up your pussy lips.
His feather-light touch makes your thighs tremble, the feeling better than he can begin to understand. “C-Can’t help it,” you whimper softly. Kiri runs a gentle hand over your stomach, trailing his fingers over your heated skin. “Aw, baby, we know you can’t,” he coos. “Our poor little bunny just can’t help gushin’ for us.”
You burn internally from his lewd words as Bakugou proceeds to rub your clit, nudging the little button with his thumb. Your mouth falls open as sparks of pleasure shoot into your core, causing you to begin to wind your hips in time with Bakugou’s ministrations. He gives you a cocky smirk as he watches you, his eyes never leaving your body as it wriggles and squirms around.
“Hold up!” Kiri suddenly shouts. Bakugou pauses, glaring daggers at him. “We need a safe word. This is the first time we’re doin’ somethin’ outside kissing and touching, so we need something to make sure we’re safe.” He turns to you, giving you a reassuring smile. “You pick the word, baby girl.”
You blink up at him, trying to process what he just said through your pleasure. “Uh...” You search for a good word; one that’s random. Your eyes trail down to the pro hero’s face on the blanket and a lightbulb flickers in your head. “All Might?” you suggest.
“All Might it is,” Kiri chuckles and nudges Bakugou roughly. “Now you can dig in, and you’d better save some for me.”
Bakugou nudges him back as he gets onto his stomach, right in front of your pussy. “Let’s get these fuckin’ legs up,” he growls, throwing your legs over his shoulders.” You breathlessly laugh as he positions you the way he wants you, his strength and ability to toss you around making you wetter. “I’ve been dying to see what these thighs of yours taste like.”
Before you can catch a breath, you feel his long, wet tongue pressing against your inner thighs where he proceeds to suckle on the soft, tender skin. As he does, one hand palms at your ass while the other reaches up to tweak and toy with your nipple. You moan at his work on you, one of your hands toying with the breast he isn’t handling. “‘Suki,” you whimper.
Bakugou moans into your thighs, his tongue and lips moving greedily against your skin. When he looks up at you, his eyes drag you in, hypnotizing you. “Goddamn, you’re wet,” he growls against your leg, pressing a kiss to the inside of your knee. “You’re drippin’ down your thighs, bunny.”
“No fair!” Kiri grunts, forcing Bakugou out of the way. “Lemme get a taste.” While he starts by licking up your inner thighs, unlike Bakugou, he doesn’t stay there. He shocks you by taking a handful of your hips and proceeding to run his tongue over your pussy lips and clit, alternating between using the flat space of his tongue and flicking the tip against your clit. Your eyes roll back to the back of your head, your ears twitching with joy.
“Eji,” you moan. “That feels so good.” Your hands immediately go to tug and play idly in his red locks of hair as he continues to work your pussy with his tongue. He eats you greedily, sloppily, spitting all over your cunt and slurping it back up. You should’ve known he was a messy eater. He moans then, pulling off of you to give you a delirious smile. “Fuck, you taste so good, baby!” he proclaims, caressing your hips.
He goes to duck down again for another lick, but Bakugou stops him. “Time’s up, shitty hair,” he growls, venom in his tone. “Fuck out the way.” He practically throws his boyfriend out of the way to make room for himself between your thighs again.
If you thought Kiri was sloppy when he ate your pussy, you suddenly think yourself wrong when Bakugou dives in for a taste. He first spits all over your cunt before proceeding to slurp it back up as he licks and sucks at your clit, never taking a moment to slow down or breathe. Your mouth falls open as you pant heavily, your hands gripping his ash-blonde hair and muscular shoulders.
Your eyes close against the blue sky and bright sun above you, the feeling too much for you. But Bakugou spanks your thigh, forcing you to open your eyes. “Keep your eyes on me, gorgeous,” he demands, giving you a sly wink before diving into your cunt again. This time, he even adds a finger and you nearly scream in utter pleasure as he curls it up, right against your G-spot.
You suddenly feel Kiri’s hands on your tits, playing with your nipples. “No, baby,” he teases in your ear. “Keep your eyes on me. I wanna see your pretty face when you cum.” He slinks his fingers down to your clit and proceeds to rub it while Bakugou moves his tongue to your pussy lips. “Lemme help you get there faster.”
You nearly jump out of your skin as you feel Kiri rub your clit at the exact speed with the right pressure that quickly begins to make you peak. That feeling in your stomach begins to unravel too quickly, threatening to snap. “No, no, please!” you sob. “I’m about to cum!”
“Go ahead, baby girl,” Kiri whispers in your ear. “Cum in Katsuki’s mouth. Let me see you do it.” Bakugou’s muffled moans and the way he feverishly fingerfucks you get you there quicker than you want.
Before you know it, you’re tumbling down that hill into a sea of pure bliss as the first orgasm either of your boyfriends has given you rocks you to your core. A string of moans leaves your lips as you cum hard on Bakugou’s tongue while Kiri stares on, transfixed by you. You’re practically in heaven, soaring above the clouds as the warm feeling that is only achieved by a damn good orgasm can achieve.
When you finally come down, you let out a breathless sigh and pet Bakugou’s hair as he cleans you up, licking up every ounce of your cum from your thighs. Finally, he sits back and stares down at you hungrily, eyes hooded and his bottom lip wet with saliva and your cum. It’s the hottest thing you’ve seen thus far. “Feel better, mama?” Kiri asks, trailing his fingers over your sensitive stomach.
While you do, you know only one orgasm isn’t enough to tame the beast of your cycle. And you’re right: you begin to feel that heat take over again, the ache in your pussy growing. You whimper, moving to clamp your thighs together but Kiri stops you by putting a hand between them. “I’ll take that as a no. Guess you’ll need some more support.” You gasp as he hunkers down between your thighs and tosses your legs over his shoulders, your feet at his ears. Your eyes widen in shock when you realize what’s happening. It’s Kiri’s turn now. “W-Wait,” you stutter in protest. “You don’t have to–”
Bakugou cuts you off by putting a hand on your throat and his lips roughly on yours. “Shut the fuck up,” he growls against your mouth. “This is what naughty girls like you get. You best shut up and take it.” Your eyes flick nervously from his red-hot gaze to Kiri between your thighs, staring up at you. “You don’t have to do anything, darlin’,” he coos, giving you a wink. “Just like there and enjoy this like the princess you are. Let us serve you. You deserve this.”
With that, he proceeds to eat you out like you’re leftovers on Thanksgiving, tongue swirling around and around, going aaaaall the way downtown. Though he takes his time and isn’t as fast as Bakugou, he doesn’t spare you from the overstimulation that is making your oversensitive clit tingle and spasm. But the sensations don’t stop there. Bakugou leans down to play with your tits, teeth nibbling at the sensitive peaks.
You’re seeing stars at this point, unable to keep your voice down. “Oh, fuck!” you cry, your hands moving to grip Kiri’s hair. “Yeah?” Bakugou growls against your titties. “Yeah, you like this shit? Lemme hear you, baby. Let the whole fuckin’ world know how good you feel right now.” Kiri moans into your pussy as he continues to greedily eat it, swirling his tongue around your cunt and clit. The feeling of his nose continuing to nudge your clit as he slips his tongue between your lips nearly throws you over the edge, and you know that you’re about to cum again.
“I’m so close!” you babble, gripping onto your boyfriend for dear life. “So close again! Please, Kiri!” Kiri peeks up at you from between your thighs to nod at Bakugou. “Rub her clit, Katsuki,” he orders breathlessly.
Bakugou quickly takes two fingers and rubs your sensitive clit while Kiri takes a finger and slips it inside the wet depths of your cunt.“Say that you’re our good girl,” he orders in a way that is so unlike the Kiri you know. This one is demanding and dominant, and so, so sexy. “Say whose pussy this is and we’ll make you cum.” He presses his finger up against your G-spot as he fingerfucks you and Bakugou laps at your clit.
Tears prick your eyes as the urge to cum again rises, threatening to overflood the dam of your core. “I-I’m your good girl!” you sob deliriously to your boyfriends. “This is your pussy, daddies, please, please, make me cum!”
Bakugou stops to glance at you, as does Kiri, both astounded by you and your words. “Oh, fuck, baby,” Bakugou moans in anticipation, a glint in his eye, “we’re gonna fuck you up good now.”
And they do. Kiri curls his finger inside of you while Bakugou laps at your clit, never slowing down until you finally feel that second orgasm rip through you. “Cumming!” you shout to the heavens. “Oh, my God, I’m cumming!” At this point, you don’t care who hears you–the feeling of your second nut is way too good to stay silent or to even attempt to hide your voice.
Your arch your back and scream Kiri’s full name as you cum all over his mouth. He moans appreciatively as you do, lapping up every gush of your cum, as does Bakugou. “Can’t forget the thighs too,” he growls against your clit. “Don’t wanna miss a single drop of her, Kiri.” Kiri moans in agreement, telling you that you taste “so fuckin’ delicious” as he continues to lap at your thighs.
When you finally come down, you’re a twitching, panting mess. The aftershocks rock your hips for a while, causing you to buck into the air until they finally release you. You lay limp on the blanket, completely and utterly satisfied, your eyes closed and your chest rising and falling rapidly. Bakugou cackles from above you. “Looks like we really fucked her up.”
Kiri chuckles in agreement, his hands massaging your thighs. “Definitely,” he says. “We should let her rest.” Your eyes flutter open at his statement, knowing damn well you’re not done yet. You stare up at Bakugou and Kiri, your body positively teeming with lust and utter need for your boyfriends’ dicks in your hands, your mouth, your other holes, ANYWHERE.
They stare down at you in utter shock as if you are a totally different person. And you are. You feel all of your shyness and traces of your reserved personality that you had prior to this picnic leave you as your heat grows, creating a needy, greedy monster in desperate need of her fellas inside of her.
“Who says I wanna rest?” You purr, standing up on your knees. You barely graze either Bakugou or Kiri’s chests, their toned stomaches right in your face. “Especially since I haven’t seen these yet.” Your eyes trail down to their bulges shamelessly protruding through their jeans, desperate to be freed. “Or tasted them.”
You practically lick your lips as images of what their dicks look like visualize in your naughty mind. Are they thick? Long? Curved so they can brush up against your G-spot perfectly? Would they fit in your hands or in your mouth? Could they even fit in your pussy? With as wet as you are, sure, but you still wonder.
But you don’t want to just wonder. You want to find out for yourself. Kiri looks hesitant though. “Do you want to?” he asks, raising a red, quizzical brow at you. “Don’t feel like you have to just because we–oh, fuck!” The rest of his words cease to make it out of his lips because your hand is too busy palming his cock over his jeans.
Kiri’s mouth falls open, his eyes fluttering closed at the heavenly feeling of your hand stroking his hardened dick through his jeans. You do the same to Bakugou, taking him by total surprise. A soft grunt leaves his pink lips as he watches you palm his dick, his wide eyes making you giggle.
He looks down at you with lust-filled eyes. “You little slut,” he growls. “You want our dicks that badly?”
You peer up at the both of them through hooded eyes and your long lashes, hoping to God they’ll see how much you’re craving this. Craving them. “Please,” you whisper, begging them.
Bakugou and Kiri practically groan at as the plea droops from your pretty lips. Kiri even reaches out to gently run his thumb over your bottom lip, smirking as he does. “Who are we to deny such a sweet request.”
While Kiri gently takes your hand off of his cock, Bakugou just wipes your hand away like you don’t deserve to be touching him…yet. You watch, chin in your hands and a giddy smile on your face, as your boyfriends begin to pull their zippers down and pop their buttons in front of you. Off come the jeans, then come the briefs, and then, finally, your prizes are bestowed upon you.
Your mouth falls open at the sheer beauty of their dicks. Though they differ in terms of length, they both have a slight curve and are equally as thick which means they will stretch you out perfectly. Your eyes trail over their heavy balls and up to their stomachs, noticing the differences between them: while Kiri has a tuffet of black public curls and a happy trail, Bakugou keeps his shit cropped, his stomach bare of any kind of hair. You also notice precum bubbling from the heads of both of their dicks, coating their heads in cream all for you. You’ve never been so ready to get some dicks in your mouth until now, plus every part of their bodies.
You want them. Every single bit of them.
“Well?” Bakugou’s voice has you looking up out of your dickmatized trance, and you find that they have both stripped themselves of their clothes. They are now completely naked, their muscles, tattoos, and scars from many years of missions and hero work on full display for you only. They stare down at you, lust and mischief in their eyes.
“Don’t just stare at ‘em,” Bakugou grumbles. “You gonna do something with ‘em or what?” You don’t need to be told twice. You scramble to stand up on your knees and start by stroking them first, not wanting to rush this. This is the first time you’re getting a piece of your men’s dicks and you don’t want to waste a moment of it.
You spit in each of your hands and wrap them around both, loving how your hands can barely wrap around the bases. Their precum continues to drip down their shafts, making use for great lube when the saliva begins to dry in your hands. You’re hypnotized by the way the skin on their shafts stretches and begin to glisten as you stroke them up and down…up and down…
The soft moans that leave your boyfriends’ lips are delicious, the sounds tickling your eardrums. “Mmm, baby,” Bakugou groans, his head tipping back in absolute ecstasy. “Your hand feels so good strokin’ me like that.”
Kiri stares down at you, drinking in the way you greedily stroke his cock. “Keep going,” he encourages, his voice breathless and raspier than usual. “You’re making us feel so good, mama.”
Their nasty version of encouragement pushes you to continue your work, gripping them a bit hard and even slobbering over their dicks to add more spit to make them slicker. Watching your saliva drip over their veiny, fat shafts makes your pussy wetter and clench even harder. Your tail and ears twitch with need, desperate to feel your boyfriends’ hands and fingers stroking them.
The desperation is traveling faster than a virus now because Bakugou grunts in frustration and pulls your hand off of him. “Fuck this!” he snarls, staring down at you with the most feral look that you’ve seen in his eyes. “I need your mouth on me now.”
You couldn’t agree more. You eagerly tip your chin up so he can gently slap his dick against your lips, his hand wrapped around his base. You stick your tongue out so he can slap it against the flattest part of your tongue too, the wet sounds and the heaviness of his dick on your tongue making you hot. You’re practically squirming by the time he finally slips his cock into your waiting mouth.
He lets go of the base to allow you to take control. You do so, stroking the rest of the length that you can’t fit in your mouth. You swirl your tongue around his head and along his dick, loving how warm his skin is, his masculine scent, and the taste of salt on your tastebuds. You take a bit more of him, your mouth stretching around his thick cock, but you don’t do it enough to hit the back of your throat. Not yet.
Bakugou is still in his world though. His hand immediately goes to your hair as he watches you bob your head up and down on his cock. “Just like that,” he hisses. “Good girl.”
His hand travels to the back of your head and gently pushes you down, causing his dick to slip into your mouth farther. You feel him hit the back of your throat finally, causing you to gag and your eyes to water. He pumps his hips a few times into your mouth, his dick stroking the inner walls of your throat, before he finally releases your head with a moan of ecstasy.
You gasp as you pop off of his dick, a string of saliva following Bakugou in his wake as he pulls his dick out of your mouth that droops from your bottom lip. You softly pant, catching your breath but also to calm yourself down. You’re becoming hornier by the second.
Kiri is staring between you and Bakugou hungrily, his dick having grown harder in your hand. “C’mon, don’t leave me out. Don’t I deserve some of that too?” He gently takes his dick out of your hand and taps it against your bottom lip, moaning when you begin to kitten lick the head. “You just got your throat fucked by Bakugou and you’re already ready for me, too?”
“Don’t keep her waitin’, Kiri,” Bakugou rasps, his hand lazily stroking his cock as he stares at you. “Fuck her face for me. I wanna see that mascara drip all over those pretty cheeks.”
Kiri has already begun to push his dick into your mouth while still letting you keep your hand wrapped around the base. He looks down at you, eyes lust-blown but still looking concerned.
“Is that okay with you, cutie?” He breathlessly asks. Wordlessly, you nod, causing his dick to hit the roof your mouth.
He moans at the feeling and slowly begins to jut his hips in and out of your mouth, never moving past your tongue. “Just tap my thigh twice if you wanna breathe, three times if you wanna stop.”
Once again, you nod and open your throat as if you’re about to yawn, allowing Kiri to slowly slide his dick into your throat. When he hits the back of your throat, you gag a bit and recoil enough to breathe before slowly taking him in again, inch by inch. Kiri’s eyes squeeze shut as he slowly begins to bump his hips against your mouth, his pelvis hitting your nose. “Oh, my God!” He groans. “She’s taking me so…fucking...good!” The most delicious moans and whines leave his lips as he grips the back of your head, his hand curling in your hair.
All you can feel, smell, and taste his him. His cock stretches your mouth and throat, making you gag against his dickhead. The vibrations and sloppy sounds only make him thrust a little harder, causing saliva to begin to drip from your lips and your eyes to tear. Your jaw begins to ache and the burning in your throat becomes less easy to ignore, but you push through it because at the same time, you fucking love it.
“Hey.” Bakugou’s large, calloused hand tugs on your ear. Your eyes flick up at his hooded, lust-blown, crimson ones. “Don’t slack, slut,” he growls. “You’ve got one hand free.” Immediately, like you’re being controlled by him, your other hand is wrapping around his hard cock and pumping him in time with Kiri’s thrusts down your throat.
The only sounds among the peaceful chirping birds and the bubbling of the brook in the distance are Bakugou and Kiri’s porn-worthy guttural grunts and breathless moans, neither one of them quiet or discreet. You love that you’re making them feel like this–so brazen, free, and drunk in their pleasure. You feel yourself growing drunk off of them, too, dizzy with their scents and the feeling of them all over you.
Bakugou stares down at you as he continues to pump his hips in and out of your hand, Kiri’s moans and orgasmic whines in the background. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” he cackles. Being used, just like you want. Let’s see just how much you’re lovin’ this shit.”
He licks his hand and suddenly leans down to hook his arm between your thighs. You whine around Kiri’s cock as his index and middle finger slowly plunge into your wet pussy, his thumb rubbing slow circles over your clit. When he retracts his fingers, they are soaking wet from your cunt, dripping in your honey. A hooded gaze crosses his face as he sucks your honey off of his fingers, his eyes set dead on you.
Kiri watches in awe, looking positively drunk. “Oooh, you naughty little bunny,” he coos, tugging at one of your ears. “Come here, ‘Suki. Lemme get a taste.” He grabs Bakugou by the neck with a toothy smile and plants one on him.
You watch with wide eyes as your boyfriends share a passionate, open-mouthed kiss, complete with sloppy, lip-smacking sounds and soft moans that make your pussy quiver. You know so many women that are lovestruck for the pro heroes would kill to be in your place right now. A delicious shiver travels down your body, stopping at your clit, and you have no choice but to press two fingers to the sensitive little bud and rub it.
Bakugou eyes you and pulls away from Kiri, smirking. “Oh, you like seeing us kiss, huh? Little pervert.” He tugs at your ear a little harder, causing you to whimper around Kiri’s cock that is still in your mouth.
“Oh, look at this!” Kiri mockingly laughs, eyeing your two fingers currently rubbing at your little rosebud. “Touching our pussy without permission, hm? Looks like someone needs to be taught a lesson.” He pulls his dick out of your mouth with a soft moan and slaps the outside of your thigh. “On all fours, mama,” he orders you, still wearing that mischievous smirk.
You’re not sure what they’re planning, but you do as he demands anyway, placing yourself on all fours with your back arched, your ass and cottontail on full display. You are now given the luxury of breathing freely without a dick down your throat, allowing your jaw to rest.
Bakugou and Kiri suddenly move behind you, their presence palpable. “We’re gonna try something with you and let us know if you don’t like it, okay?” Kiri softly says, his hand stroking your ass. You shiver at the contact and slowly nod. Whatever they want to try, you are down with 100%. You know wholeheartedly that to them, your safety and your pleasure all top priorities to them. You trust them completely.
“We’re gonna spank you,” Bakugou explains, a hint of anticipation in his tone. “And each time we do, you count, got it?” You feel the same anticipation he does, and you start to tremble. “Yes, sir,” you softly utter.
That’s all the confirmation they need. Bakugou takes the first hit, giving you an open-palmed smack on the ass. The sound of his hand hitting your asscheek resonates throughout the clearing.“One!” you explain through a gasp, jumping at the sound and the sharp sting on your ass.
“My turn now, gorgeous,” Kiri chuckles, sounding giddy. “Brace yourself.” He rears his hand back which is why his hit must sting worse than Bakugou’s. As his hand recoils off of your asscheek, he groans at the sight.
“Two, fuck!” you shout, your head hanging between your shoulders to stare down at your hands. Your ass is stinging horribly, causing your tail to twitch and your toes to curl. But your pussy has never been wetter. It’s already too much for you.
“This is what naughty bunnies get,” Bakugou grunts as he hits you for the third time. He puts his entire arm into it too–your asscheek is practically burning when he’s done. It’s become a competition between the boys, both of them seeing which one can drive you crazier. “Three!” You practically shout, tears springing into your eyes.
Kiri just laughs at them. “Is that what you wanted, hm?” he teasingly asks. "To be treated like a fuckin’ slut?” He rears his hand back and delivers a fourth blow, and you’ve finally reached your limit.
“Four!” you sob, delirious with the feeling of wanting to continue and stop. “P-Please! I can’t take much more!” Your pussy is falling off of the bone at this point in anticipation to be filled while your asscheeks sting and hurt from your boyfriends’ punishment. It’s an intoxicating combination: pain and pleasure. Now you know why masochists exist.
“Aww, but look at how nice your ass looks,” Kiri coos, running a gentle hand over your stinging ass. You hiss at the contact, your fingers clenching the blanket in fistfuls. “And that lil’ cotton tail is twitchin’ like crazy. But I suppose you’ve learned your lesson.”
The redhead coaxes you out of your position and scoops you up into his arms, minding your ass. He presses kisses all over your face while he hugs you to his broad chest. “You did so well for us, baby,” he coos to you. Bakugou idles up next to you, nuzzling his face into your hair. “Real well,” he whispers raspily into your ear. “You’re such a good girl.”
You feel yourself melting at their sweet praise, enjoying their snuggles and wondrous aftercare. However, the tingling in your body and pussy has yet to leave; neither as your excitement over what has come next. Because now that you’ve done a good job receiving your punishment, now you can get your reward. Now, you can finally get dicked down the way you crave. An excited smile crosses your lips.
That is, until Kiri says, “It’s gettin’ late. I think we should get you back to work now.”
Your smile instantly slips from your face. They can’t possibly think that’s all you need or want, can they? Do they think this all ends right here, with your jaw aching, ass stinging, and your pussy wet? ‘No!’ You protest deliriously in your head. You know damn well that if you don’t get a dick in you now, you won’t be able to focus or be okay for the rest of the day.
“B-But I didn’t make you cum yet,” you softly stutter in protest. “And we didn’t…” You trail off and flush, hoping they’ll get the gesture. They do and stare down at you in confusion. “Did you want to do that?” Kiri asks, raising his pierced brow. “We don’t have any condoms on us though.”
“Don’t need it,” you immediately reply. “I’m on the pill.” Your hands trail down to your boyfriends’ dicks and wrap around them. “I need both of you inside of me. Need to feel you both cum inside me...fillin’ me up…”
‘Fucking me stupid. Stretching me out. Cumming inside of me.’
Kiri’s mouth falls open into a silent, pleasured O while Bakugou softly grunts as you begin to stroke the both of them tantalizingly slowly. “You don’t know what you’re sayin’, baby,” Bakugou grunts, and it looks like it’s taking everything in him to not jump you right now.
“Yes, I do,” you say with conviction. “I want this.” You move out of Kiri’s lap and sit in front of them on your knees, peering up at them between your lashes. You know that these next three words will nail the coffin for you. Either they can agree to do it or not and make you feel like a total idiot.
But either way, you throw caution to the wind and open your mouth to whisper in a soft, breathy voice so unlike your own: “Please fuck me.”
Bakugou practically tosses Kiri to the side trying to get to you first. “I go first,” he growls, immediately positioning you onto your hands and knees. Kiri glares at him. “Why you?” he huffs.
Bakugou’s glare is just as deadly “‘Cause I drove here and cooked the fuckin’ food! And if you keep pissin’ me off, you’ll get none of this pussy later.” Kiri just smirks at him, a lewd glint in his eye. “You don’t mean that. You wanna see me drive my dick deep inside this cutie too, you perv.”
You shiver at Kiri’s nasty words, wanting nothing more than that too. But first, you’ve gotta get through Bakugou. He moves behind you, one hand on your hip, drawing comforting circles over it. “Arch that back, mama,” he gently orders you. You do as he says, arching your ass and tail up for him. “Now breathe in and out slowly.”
You do that as well, inhaling and exhaling through your nostrils slowly…only for your breath to momentarily be caught in your throat as Bakugou slides his thick, curved dick inside of you finally. “Good girl,” he groans, placing another hand on your hip. “That’s perfect. You’re perfect.”
Your mouth falls open as he begins to slowly rock his hips, taking his time to slide in deeper. You’ve never felt so full. You can feel all of him stretching you out, touching spots inside of your pussy that make your thighs quiver and your arms shake. “Fuck, Katsuki!” you shout, unable to hold back the pleasure you’re feeling. “You’re s-so…so...big!”
Bakugou breathlessly chuckles at your words and grips your gips as you begin to slowly nudge your ass back into him. “Nice and slow, baby,” he coos in his rasped, slightly-strained voice. “Easy; don’t push yourself.”
But you want to push yourself. You want all of him inside of you, so much that his balls hit your clit and his pelvis is flush against your ass. You want to take every inch of him. And after a few minutes of adjusting to his size, you finally do: you push your ass back into him and he allows him, groaning as his dick sinks deeper into your pussy. “Fuck, baby,” Bakugou moans, gripping your hips as he bumps his against your ass, again and again again.
You’re a fucking mess–mouth open, eyes closed, breathless moans and gasps leaving your lips every time Bakugou thrusts his hips into your cunt. His dick strokes your pussy walls something magical, sending sparks of pleasure shooting into your sensitive clit. The feeling becomes too overwhelming, so you have to rest your arms. You find yourself with your face down and ass up, Bakugou continuing to bump and grind into you.
Kiri watches you, eyes wide in awe and dick harder than a rock as it stands at attention for you between his thighs, sinewy with muscle and fine, black hair. “You look so good taking his dick, babe. I wish that were me.” Your pussy clenches at his words and the naughty idea it brings to your head. “Want you t-too!” you whimper between Bakugou’s merciless, heavenly thrusts of his cock inside of you.
Kiri is quick to get in front of you, his dick now in your face. “Open up then.” You come back up onto your arms and open your mouth, submissive and completely willing. He slides his dick into your mouth once more, groaning as he begins to bump his hips against your mouth. “God, your throat is even tighter than before!” he grunts, taking a fistful of your hair to grip onto as he fucks your throat.
“And this fuckin’ pussy…” Bakugou smacks your ass before taking a handful of it, continuing to fuck you silly. “Fuck, baby, your pussy is so wet, and it’s all for me, ain’t it?” he growls to you. You want to answer, but your mouth is too full of Kiri’s cock to say much. But Bakugou doesn’t care. He gives your ass another swift, hard smack that makes you yelp around Kiri’s cock. “Say it!” he demands loudly.
You release Kiri’s cock from your mouth with a gasp. “It’s all for you, daddy!” you deliriously shout. “Both of you!” Bakugou and Kiri grin at you, happy with your answer. “Yeah, it is,” Bakugou breathlessly replies, his hips moving faster now. “Yeah, it fuckin’ is. Now take this fuckin’ dick.”
He then proceeds to grip your hips harder and piston into your pussy while Kiri continues to fuck your throat, filling your nostrils with nothing but the scent of him. They even tease your tail and ears, tugging and stroking both bunny parts that have your body trembling and your pussy gushing around Bakugou. With the both of them fucking your holes, it is impossible to focus on anything but them and the way they’re making you feel. There is no way you’ll possibly be able to last long–not with how amazingly they are fucking you into the blanket.
You’re seeing heaven. Your mind is going completely blank. All you can focus on is the tightening knot in your core that is quickly reaching its end to snapping. Kiri catches onto this, still stroking your ears. “I think she’s gonna cum, K,” he breathlessly announces. “She’s suckin’ me in so deep.”
Bakugou suddenly stops and slips out of you, leaving you empty. “Then she’s gonna take all of me,” he growls determinedly. “Move out the way.” Before you can process what’s happening, you’re suddenly being flipped onto your back with your legs strap up and tossed over Bakugou’s shoulders.
“Katsuki–“ All you can get out is his name before his dick is slipping inside of you again as he mounts you, fucking you on the balls of his feet and his hands holding back your thighs. In this position, he is much deeper than before, nudging at your G-spot and spreading you completely open for his eyes only.
He doesn’t slow down either. He continues that same merciless, relentless pace as he fucks you deep into a mating press, pinning you down beneath his hard body. He has you right where he wants you–vulnerable; submissive; completely at his mercy. And you love every single minute of it. You can’t keep your voice down as he fucks you hard and fast, moans of his name leaving your lips. All you can do is grip your boyfriend’s shoulders as he fucks you closer to your orgasm.
Bakugou leans down towards you, his nose nearly touching yours. “Is my little slut gonna cum, hm?” he whispers teasingly. “She gonna cum all over this hard dick?”
Your eyes widen as your orgasm gets closer and closer; too much too fast. You want to tell him to slow down, but you can’t, the feeling too much. “Oh, my God, Katsuki, please!” you scream, unsure of what you’re pleading for. But Bakugou doesn’t let up, continuing to hold you down to make sure you can't get away from this. “Cum for me, baby girl,” he demands, speeding up even more as his own orgasm begins to approach. “Cum for me, and I’ll cum for you. I swear, fuck!”
His hips slam fast and hard into you, nailing that spot that makes your toes curl and that knot in your core finally snap. When your second orgasm hits you, it hits you hard. Your muscles seize and your ears stand on end as you cream all over Bakugou’s cock, sparks of pleasure shooting into your veins. Bakugou chases his own orgasm by rutting into your drenched pussy until he finally cums with a strained groan of your name, gripping you for dear life. You gasp as you feel his cum shoot inside of you, warm and intense. You’ve never felt such an indescribable feeling. And you can’t even begin to describe how fucking good it feels.
Kiri whistles from above you, staring down at the scene in enjoyment. “Now that’s a sight,” he chuckles. “Look at all of that!” When Bakugou slowly pulls out of you with a soft moan, his cum dribbles lewdly out of your pussy and drips down your ass. You’re overflowed with him. “You made a mess of our girl, K!” Kiri cackles.
Bakugou smirks down at you, pressing a kiss to your sweaty forehead. “She loved it.”
And you did. You can’t really articulate how amazing Bakugou fucked you because you’re so exhausted. Even so, your pussy still throbs, wanting more until you’re finally spent. Kiri swoops in on you, taking Bakugou’s place now. “Tired, baby?” he asks, smiling down at you.
You shake your head, your heat cycle doing the talking. “Good ‘cause it’s my turn now.” You barely have time to recover before Kiri is picking you up effortlessly by your hips and placing you on top of him, your back to him. He places your feet behind his open thighs, also opening your thighs in the process so your pussy is exposed to him, Bakugou, and the surrounding nature.
“Ready, mama?” he whispers in your ear. You’re speechless, unable to give him a coherent sentence, so you nod. Instantly, he sinks his cock inside of you and grips your hips as he begins to slowly thrust up into you. “Oh, my God!” he cries out, his voice ringing out among the little picnic area. “You’re s-so tight, babe! So wet and warm for me, f-fuck!”
Bakugou cackles from in front of you, watching as Kiri fucks you as you sit on top of him, reverse cowgirl style. “Don’t tell me you’re cummin’ yet, shitty hair. You haven’t even fucked her out yet.”
That taunting seems to throw Kiri through a loop. Immediately, he begins to rut his hips up into you as fast as a jackhammer, being extra careful to not hit your cervix or make you feel any kind of discomfort. He is extremely in tune with your body despite this being the first time you’ve been together, listening intently to your sounds and paying close attention to the way your pussy squelches and gushes around him.
This fact only makes you crazy, completely abandoning all self control. You throw your head back onto Kiri’s shoulder as his dick strokes your pussy again and again. “Fuck, Kiri!” you whimper. “Too much! Too good!”
Kiri takes your chin into his hand, firmly holding it as he places his lips against your ear. “Too fuckin’ bad, slut,” he growls into your ear. “You wanted this, now you’re gettin’ it. Take this fuckin’ dick. Take all of it! Bounce on my dick like our good little bunny!”
You have no choice but to do that. Your breasts bounce wildly as Kiri fucks you stupid onto his cock, the sound of your ass hitting his hips every time he pounds up into you driving you insane. You begin to gasp and sob at the pleasure, losing your ever-loving mind. Bakugou rubbing your clit doesn’t make it any better. “Oooh, someone’s sensitive,” he cackles, grinning wolfishly at you. “You cryin’, bunny? Is our little bunny bein’ fucked just too good for her to take?”
If only he fucking knew.
Kiri turns your face to the side, once again whispering to you as his cock pistons in and out of you. “You’re ours now, darlin’,” he groans into your ear. “Ours to fuck stupid like this. You wanna be our little slut, don’t you? Maybe I should cum inside you to trap you, hm? Make you our little breeding bunny?”
‘Whoa, huuuuuh?!!!!!’
Before you can even process his words, the familiar tickle signaling something that isn’t a nut. As Bakugou continues to rub your clit, it gets worse and your eyes widen in horror. “W-Wait!” you protest desperately, squirming around on Kiri’s cock. “Wait, Katsuki, I’m gonna pee!”
Your squirming only makes Kiri fuck you faster, his balls slapping wildly against you. Bakugou smirks darkly at you. “Oh,” he laughs, realizing what’s happening. “I know what’s goin’ on. Come on and show us, slutty girl. Squirt all over Kiri’s dick like a good little bunny.”
He goes faster and so does Kiri, both of them feeding off of each other and your energy. You have no choice but to sob and whine in protest as the urge to pee gets bigger and bigger. “No, no, no!” you sob. “Gonna…gonna...”
“Gonna cum soon, baby,” Kiri whines, still jackhammering up into you. “You’d better hurry up if you don’t want me to breed your pretty ass.”
When you come undone, a desperate and embarrassed whine leaves your lips as you find yourself squiring all over Kiri’s cock. However, you don’t know that. You don’t even know you can squirt! It’s never happened before, so all you’re thinking is that you just pissed all over your boyfriend’s cock. He doesn’t seem to care though because he’s too busy chasing his own nut, pummeling inside of you with a vengeance.
When Kiri finally nears his peak, he forces you off of him and places you onto your knees. You’re so exhausted that all you can do is let him, your body as loose and as useless as a rag doll’s. Kiri stands on his knees in front of you, pumping his dick in your face. “Look at me,” he orders. “Tongue out and mouth open. I’m gonna paint that pretty face of yours.”
You do as he says, closing your eyes and sticking your tongue out for him. He lets out a swear and a porno-worthy string of whines and moans as he finally blows his load all over your face. You feel streams of his cum hitting your skin and drip down your chin and cheeks, all the way down to your neck and tits.
Finally, finally, when Kiri begins to calm himself from his orgasm do you begin to feel better. As Kiri’s cum drips over your skin and Bakugou’s continues to drip out of your aching pussy, you feel the effects of your heat begin to fade. You are now able to feel normal again, but you also feel completely and utterly tired.
You’re so exhausted that you fall in and out of sleep, only catching snippets of what happens over the next few minutes. Kiri and Bakugou gently lay you down on the plush All Might blanket while Bakugou wipes at your wet face and chest with a few napkins. Kiri lifts a water bottle to your lips, coaxing you to drink. “Catch your breath, mama,” he coos gently. “Here, drink. You need some water in you.”
You drink the water, humming gratefully for the cool liquid wetting your parched throat. When you finish, Kiri and Bakugou swoop in on either side of you, trapping you protectively between them. Kiri lays your head on his lap while Bakugou curls up behind you, stroking your hip and drawing circles along your ass.
‘Work,’ you think. ‘I have a job.’ You open your mouth to tell them, but Bakugou presses a finger to your lips. “Shh, don’t say anything,” he hushes you. “You don’t need to talk. Just rest your fine ass.”
As appealing as that sounds, especially as the exhaustion of being fucked into oblivion begins to take full effect, you still can’t shake the thought that lunch has gone on longer than it should’ve. “But what about work?” you sleepily mumble.
“Just let us handle it, gorgeous,” Kiri whispers to you, stroking your head. “We’ve got you. We promise.” He presses a kiss to your cheek as Bakugou presses one to your hip. “Just rest now. We got you.”
Despite the dozens of protests and arguments in your head, you cannot deny your exhausted body a good nap. And so you let yourself drift away on those ocean waves that sleep brings, a content smile playing on your lips as you snuggle between your men.
#smutty smut#kiribaku x reader#kiribaku x black reader#kiri the shark boi#suki baby#poly smut#poly kiribaku#bunny girl#bnha smut#18+ fic#my fic shit#my works#black coded reader#black fanfic writer#black writer
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Lulled to Sea
Part of @enhoenbigbang shark week - prompt; siren song
In which both Hawks & Endeavor hear the same siren song, somehow ended up as a soulmates au
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Hawks had been wandering the boardwalk when he heard it. The jingling music that played from the speakers of an ice cream truck. Thinking to himself that it had to be more inland, that there couldn't possibly be one all the way out here. Lying aloft a stone cave that he'd found flying over the ocean waves once. The sound mixing with laughter and skipping rocks. Not knowing he wasn't the only one hearing it.
Endeavor felt as if his ears were ringing from where he sat on his jet ski. Halting all movement as he watched the bird in the sky. Thinking that he'd gotten caught spying on his soulmate. He always knew his soulmate was younger than him but this was the first time he'd heard the call. Itching to introduce himself, but not wanting to overwhelm Hawks.
Hawks decided to head back when there were a few storm clouds forming on the horizon, not expecting the rain to come into full affect until later. Wings flooded, he had to climb down the side of the cave, something he had never done before. The slippery rocks not giving much purchase. His worn out converse not doing any better, he obviously hadn't planned for his current circumstance.
Endeavor seeing all of this happen, rushed to get to shore. Not bothering to take off his life jacket, cursing as he ran barefoot across the sand. Screaming at himself to not get there too late. Endeavor pushed past the fatigue felt deep in his lungs, trying to run faster despite the unstable surface.
Hawks panicked when his foot missed the next foothold. Eyes closing shut as his fingers followed, letting out a shrill scream. Slowly opening them when muscle wrapped around him, Endeavor catching him in a bridal carry. 'Uh, hi?' Cheeks immediately turning red. Thankful when Endeavor let him stand up. 'I don't mean to be creepy but I saw you plummeting and well, had to do something.'
'Thanks...?' Hawks asking for his name.
'Enji,' holding out his hand for him to shake. 'Keigo.' Offering a ride back to the main land, one that Keigo accepts.
Keigo needs to ask, just to reassure that he's still sane. 'Enji?' Continuing once he heard a small 'hmm?' from the man. 'I know we just met and all, but did you hear an ice cream truck earlier?'
'Yea, did no one tell you about soulmates?'
#iago writes#not x reader#enhoen shark week#endhawks#hawksdeavor#keigo tamaki#enji todoroki#hawks x endeavor#mha#bnha#my hero academia#soulmate aus#siren song#mha keigo#mha endeavor#bnha keigo#bnha endeavor
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Eijiro Kirishima X Shy Female Reader
A/N: You have a shark quirk
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You were always self-conscious about the way you look. You had blue skin, black eyes with blue pupils, and a shark's tail. Your quirk was literally shark. You were made fun of for your appearance as kids all the way until you got to middle school where you met Mina and Kirishima. The three of you became the perfect friend group, you and Kirishima hanging out together whenever Mina was with her friends. You would stay by yourself as well when Kirishima hung out with Tomo. You hated him, he gave you the creeps. He was so fake. He had a crush on Kirishima but, not the healthy kind. He gave you the kind of energy that he would force himself on Kirishima so you never let him be alone with him. You somehow convinced Kirishima to always be with an extra person and not be with Tomo alone. Thankfully he listened and nothing ever happened. It could have been paranoia but, that paranoia could have saved Kirishima a whole lot of pain and suffering. It also had to do with the crush that you, yourself had on him. You weren't about to admit that to no one though. Let alone Kirishima.
"Y/N-CHAN!" You jumped turning just in time to catch Mina who threw herself at you. She always did that. Didn't she realize that she was muscle and she wasn't light despite being small? "I was calling your name for the longest but, but you didn't hear me." Oops, you did it again. You got lost in thought thinking about Kirishima. No surprise there.
"I'm sorry Mina, what were you saying? Can you repeat it for me please?" You had to be careful around Mina. She meant well but she was a magnet for gossip and crushes and she had an inkling about your crush on Kirishima.
"I was asking you what do you think about going to the mall on Friday! I love to shop but, I hate going by myself, pleeeaaasseeeee come!" Her voice was high-pitched and whiny or maybe it was because you had sensitive ears.
"Yeah, yeah I don't mind going." She yelled happily her eyes landing on her next target which happened to be Denki. Poor boy didn't even know what was going to hit him. You sat there at the lunch table listening to everyone else talk and jab around. You always hopped tables giving everyone in your class a chance to talk, even Mineta. That ended quickly though when he asked about your boobs and you threatened to eat him. He has avoided you ever since which is exactly what you wanted. He needed to learn to respect women and be decent human beings because not everyone tolerates that kind of behavior. You had chosen to eat miso soup with pork belly and white peach juice. You were in the mood for something hot anyway.
"Y/N-chan! Do you want to spar if All Might sensei allows us to choose our partners?" You turned your head at the happy voice that belonged to the residential sunshine boy of the Bakusquad. Who can ever say no to that face? He was like an excitable puppy.
"I would love to spar. Better pray I don't beat you this time." You stuck your tongue out playfully at him enjoying the way he blushed. You knew he liked your new tongue piercing so you used every excuse in the book to show it off to him. It made you grin just as much as he did.
"I'm going to win this time!" He bumped his fists together using his quirk only to jump when Bakugo hit him on the head yelling at him to finish his food. The rest of the lunch period went by relatively fast and, before you knew it everyone had to change into their gym uniforms and meet All Might out on the training grounds. You looked for any scent patches and with a curse, you saw you left them at your dorm. You had no time to go and come back so you had to pray that no one bled. Everyone knew how you got when there was too much blood, you went into an uncontrollable frenzy. One time Monoma compared you to Toga saying how the two of you will get along and Kirishima punched him in the face with no hesitation to the shock of everyone. Realizing you were wasting time you ran to the training grounds where everyone else was already lined up in front of All Might
"Alright, now young heroes! Today is a special day! I am allowing you to grab a partner of your choice and practice your special moves on each other! Take this time to hone in on your new skills and I advise you to fight with someone you normally don't fight with! GO PLUS ULTRA!" The man was so enthusiastic it was contagious. Everyone was hyped up and you ran straight to Kirishima. This is why he wanted to spar, he always sparred with Bakugo and Denki but, he needed to spar with someone different. This was smart on his part.
"Are you ready Y/N?" He hardened completely as you got down in a defensive position.
"I'm as ready as you are Eji-Kun!" It was a low blow knowing that always threw him enough that he had to throw himself to the side to avoid your kick. The fight was on. The two of you exchanged blows making sure to never cut skin. Both of you had relatively hard skin so neither of you really bled. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case for the pairing by you guys. Shoji was fighting with Bakugo who showed no mercy and one of his explosions completely tore off one of Mezo's arms. Everyone froze at the yell that came from the normally quiet boy.
"WHAT THE FUCK KATSUKI!" Katsuki flinched hard at that. Mezo not only yelled but used his first name "YOU ARE LUCKY IT GROWS BACK!" Mezo was upset which was a rare sight.
"Shit, I'm sorry, I didn't mean-" That was another shock since Bakugo never apologized but if I was yelled at by Mezo I would apologize too. You sniffed the air and that's when you realized you were fucked. It was too much blood and you had no scent patches.
"Oh no." You whispered it and the only one to hear you was Kirishima. He seemed to realize what was happening.
"SHIT!" Everything after that was a blur. You could remember nothing except the smell of blood and the feeling of arms around you. You were thrashing and snarling wanting to get near the blood. You needed to have some. It smelled so good and all you wanted to do was sink your teeth into it. You kept thrashing as you felt yourself move further and further away. NO! Your prey was getting away! You needed to finish it! You started snarling more realizing you might need to call defeat. As the smell finally went away you slumped over into whoever was holding you breathing heavily. It was rare for you to go into a frenzy like that but, when it did happen it was always so draining and exhausting. It took a toll on you. "Come back to me Y/N" You turned towards the voice blinking rapidly to try and clear your vision. You were met with the worried eyes of Ejirou "How do you feel? You scared me back there." He did sound a bit scared but more worried than anything.
"I-I'm sorry, w-what happened?" You had worked on your shyness your whole life and here was Eji making all your progress go down the drain.
"Bakugo went too far and the smell of blood made you go into attack mode. I was the only one who can grab you without getting hurt cause of my quirk. I brought you to recovery girl and she told me that your patches were missing." You blushed your cheeks were tinged purple.
"I, uh, may have f-forgotten my scent patches at my d-dorm" Kirishima gave a huff.
"Why didn't you tell me? I always keep extra for you just in case you forget." You blinked not expecting that tidbit of information. He blinked too realizing what he said "W-well uh, I always k-keep extra stuff for you, you know? I care about you a lot." You blinked not believing your ears.
"You care about me?" You prayed he meant more than a friend. He nodded his head before furrowing his brow.
"I care for you more than a friend...I was always so scared to admit it thinking you won't like me back but, it's not manly to hide my feelings for so long." You blinked at that. There was too much to impact at the moment but, you knew what had to be done right now.
"Come here." He blinked leaning down and you quickly pecked him on the cheek near his mouth. "I like you too." You grinned at him loving his blush.
"I WIN! YEAH!" He was shushed by Recovery Girl which made the two of you giggle. Yeah, the two of you could talk later but, enjoy the moment now.
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What do you guys think?
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A/n: thanks to my procrastinating and having no motivation to write I have no clue when this is actually going to come out. But hopefully over the weekend I’ll be able to catch up and get ahead on my writing.
~You just moved into a new beachfront house that was pretty closed off from the rest of your neighborhood. You swam in the ocean practically every day.~
Mermay Masterlist
NOT PROOFREAD
It sounded like fun but after a while it gets old. There was nothing else to do so you just went out to the beach again and prayed something interesting would happen.
It sounded like fun but after a while it gets old. There was nothing else to do so you just went out to the beach again and prayed something interesting would happen.
With your bagged pack with snacks, water bottles, and a towel you headed out. You went to a fairly sunny part so you could just bask in the sun's heat. You already put on sunscreen so there wasn’t anything to worry about.
Just as you expected this outing was the same as the others, with absolutely nothing new happening. ‘Maybe swimming in the ocean could be fun. Maybe I’ll see some pretty fish.’ You thought to yourself.
You got up after securing any loose items by putting them into your bag on the towel. You started to wade into the water, being mindful of any sharp rocks. The last thing you needed was a cut on your foot at the beach.
Apparently you weren’t mindful enough and you ended up getting a small cut on the heel of your foot. ‘Great this day is just perfect.’ You complained to yourself. It wasn’t deep enough to need much care, but it was just deep enough to cause a small amount of bleeding.
‘Getting attacked by a shark would at least be interesting.’ You thought while shrugging your shoulders. You decided that it was just best to go home and clean the small wound. You started to make your way out of the water and hissed with each step you took. You didn’t make it too far from where you were though.
You felt something wrap around your waist, and it felt strangely like arms. So now there you were in the ocean trapped by someone with no one else around. ‘When I asked for something interesting I didn’t mean this.’ You thought internally punching your past self.
You didn’t even dare to turn around. You even thought about the possibility of drowning yourself to avoid whoever or whatever was behind you. After an uncomfortably long time you finally decided to speak. “Umm do you mind letting go?” You asked, pulling at the strong hold. The only response you got was the hold loosening just enough for you to squeeze your way out.
You turned around to see a red head with a famished look on his face. “Are you okay? Do you need anything?” You asked him. “Hungry.” Was the only response you received. When he opened his mouth his teeth seemed really sharp. ‘Maybe I just saw things.’ You tried to calm yourself.
You made your way out of the water and to your bag. You grabbed a sandwich and some chips. “You should probably get out of the water.” You told him.he shook his head and you decided to just get back in the water, being careful to not get the food wet.
You handed it to him and he basically swallowed the thing whole. Your eyes widened, because how could he even do that. “You must’ve been really hungry. Here I’ll go back and bring something else.” You told him, already turning around to go back to your basket.
You grabbed the rest of the snacks you packed and two of the water bottles. One for you and one for the stranger. You gave him the rest of what you got and kept one water bottle and opened it. “Important question, you’re not here to kill me right? Like I just thought of that possibility and y’know.” You asked. Honestly just letting your guard down around some stranger that showed up out of nowhere wasn’t your best move.
He shook his head and continued to stuff his face. “Well that’s good I guess. But why are you here?” You asked him. He looked at you with a head tilt. “I live here.” He told you, after he had finished chewing his food. “But I live here.” You said, giving him your own head tilt.
You were completely confused and his eyes lit up like he remembered something. “No, I mean I live here.” He said, pointing to the ocean and putting emphasis on ‘here’. Once he saw you were still confused he put his hand on the top of your head and tilted it down.
That’s when you finally saw what he had ment. Right where you had expected his legs to be the whole time there was actually a tail. It looked like it would instead belong to a shark. During your whole interaction you never looked anywhere but his face, which caused you to miss this painfully obvious abnormality. “What are you?” You asked with wide eyes.
He gave you a smile full of sharp teeth and started to explain that he was a shark mer, and how he’s lived here his whole life. “So the reason my house is the only one here is because everyone thought the waters were infested with sharks?” You asked him.
“Yeah, that’s basically it.” He said with a shy smile. “Also did you get enough to eat? You looked really hungry earlier.” You asked him. He nodded fast with a smile on his face. “Yeah, it was delicious! Also I couldn’t even think of asking for more! You’re really nice!” He started to ramble on with a faint red hue on his tanned skin.
“Don’t worry about it, I would love to help you out any way I can.” You said, giving him a smile. “Oh shoot, my name is Y/n. I’m sorry for not introducing myself sooner.” You said offering him your hand. “What’s your name?” You asked, as he took your hand.
“Eijiro Kirishima at your service.” He said with a playful bow, or about as close as he could get with his tail.
“I think we’ll be great friends!”
#bnha#mermay 2022#x reader#mermay#bnha fluff#fluff#merman#kirishima fluff#kirishima eijirou#kirishima x reader#bnha kirishima#reader#shark kirishima#mermaid bnha
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Someone write this, I'm begging you;
Daddy shark kirishima-
--someone of your choice /a1/b classmate/ (y/n) /
—they start calling kiri 'Shark-ishima' maybe it starts as a joke but as they become closer it turns into 'Shark-Ei' and it's their own personal name for him, and endearment of their affection to the oblivious ray of sunshine, (maybe they develop a mild~ obsession with kiri's teeth, or just find his qualities cute)
(I don't care if it's an AU or they are Heroe's, but sometime after graduation Ei FINALLY gets the hint they LIKE LIKE HIM, and he joking he says you can call me daddy shark, and they finally get together! (I don't have a daddy kink, but you might)
-insert fic-
Alternatively; jealousy, maybe a classmate starts calling Kiri 'Shark-ishima' and -insert partner- gets jealous and starts possessively calling him 'Shark-Ei' In Front of that friend until it develops into feelings? -insert fic-
(This idea spawned from THIS voice clip on Zedge of Kiri saying; ''*Chuckles* now just relax, leave everything to daddy shark' heard on Zedge looking for ringtones; )
#bnha#bnha eijiro kirishima#kirishima eijirou#daddy shark#kirishark#sharkishima#kirishima shark#daddy kirishima#this ray of sunshine#bakugou x kirishima#Kirishima x tetsutetsu#kirishima x midoriya#kirishima x y/n#kirishima x gender neutral reader#kirishima x you#someone write this#mha kirishima#bnha kirishima
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Daycare Pick Up/ Drop Off🤍
Bnha Boys x Gender Neutral Reader
These are scenarios of dropping off or picking up their/your kids(with a little extra stuff lol) I wanted to have each story kinda connect. So I did have Denki’s daughter and Sero’s son show signs of having a crush on each other. I was actually based it off a incident with my little cousin and her friend. Super cute honostly but if you don’t like it just skip them.
Kinda different set up from my others. Just kinda how it happened. Lol.
As always spelling is Bleh and please leave request!🤍 or any recommendations!
If you would like to pick another possible head on on OR SUMMIT YOUR OWN IDEA🤍
Other Parent head cannon
💥Katsuki Bakugou💥
It’s sight to see pro hero Ground Zero walk into daycare, a large grin on his face. It’s even crazier to see him speak softly to the lady at the front, worried about waking up the younger kids at the daycare who were taking naps.
You usually drop off and pick up your daughter due to Katsukis's patrol schedule. But today you were at the doctor's with his/your infant son. Only a check up tho.
The sound of little feet, covered in red shoes with RR on them, running to him at full speed caught his attention. Her sweatshirt, black with a large orange X, makes it clear to all who her two favorite heroes are.
“Daddy!”
“Come Here ya little monsters!”
The other parents watch in aw as the scariest pro hero kneels down with arms wide open, a soft and large smile written on his face. The workers just smile, use to the lovely scene whenever he comes to pick up your/his daughter up.
He’d pick her up, spinning her around and holding her on one arm.
“Daddy look!”
A beaded bracelet, orange,green, and black beads forming a pattern, was shoved into his face.
With soft movements, his scared fingers pushed down the bright bracket before it hits his eyes.
“I made it for you!”
Awed stares watch the pro hero leave with his daughter.
Next interview, he sat next to Kirishima. Both men were wearing casual clothes.
Both men were wearing brackets their daughters had made them
Bakugou has his new bracelets on. Little washed-away scribbles of cat faces and makeshift drawn on Grenades are still present on his arms and hand. His son and daughter had tried to continue drawing his sleeve (large tattoothat covers a arm) in after dinner.
🦈Eijiro Kirishima🦈
It’s an adorable sight to see pro hero Red Riot, with two small backpacks slung over his shoulder. One of Hello Kitty and the other of a puppy dog. Both with countless pins of heroes on them.
In each hand he holds one his(you and his) daughters hand. Both skipping and pulling him along.
It’s nothing uncommon- unlike Bakugou he has a better patrol schedule for dropping off and picking up. For at least right now.
“Now what are we gonna do?”
“Have fun”
“Well yeah- but also”
“Not pull each other’s hair.”
“Yeah that too-“
“Oh! Not draw on ourselves this time”
“Right! Markers are for?”
“Paper!”
“It’s not manly to waste marker- wait what are markers made of?”
“What’s paper made from?!”
Kiri laughs
Next interview, he’s sitting next to Kat. Both men were wearing casual clothes.
The next question was about Kirishima's newest tattoo. A messy looking shark tattooed on his arm.
“Oh! Yeah, this one is a shark my daughters drew! One did the shark and the other did the bow and all the little sparkle effects. I got it on my arm so I can always see it when I’m gone for a long time.”
There’s a sad smile for a moment. With Kirishima's bubbly and friendly attitude, he’s constantly traveling around Japan to help recruit and raise support for Hero. He likes it, and gets to meet the manliest people ever! But he misses you and the kids constantly. So he got a tattoo!
⚡️Denki⚡️
⚡️“Sparky(a nickname) I know you-“
“No! I wanna go with you!”
⚡️“Sparks look there’s (enter Soros son's name)” They, Sparks and Sero’s son, were only a year apart but hung onto each other like glue. It was adorable.
“Huh?” Bright yellow hair bobbed in that direction. Her eyes, the color of yours, stared at the boy ahead.
⚡️“Yeah, I'm sure he wants to play tag.”
“Really?” she questioned, looking back at Denki. A small fist going up to wipe away her old tears..
⚡️“Of course! Who wouldn't want to play tag with you?” Denki chimed, his hands going up to fix the space buns there.
“Bonita(pretty!) Come on!”
Her head snapped over in the direction of the voice. Sero’s son.
Little hands left Denki’s
Denki laughed as he watched his daughter launch from his grip. Running to Sero’s son. Her Pickachu backpack bobbed with her movements.
▪️🔸Sero🔸▪️
🔸“Hijo (son), you seem fond of Sparks (Denki's daughter's nickname.)
“N-no!”
“Oooo hermanito(little brother) likes a girl!” his daughter chimed.”
Intricate braids were always in her hair. Most couldn't believe Sero did them. Yet Sero was very skilled at hair. Braiding crowns, French braids, Dutch braids, and many more into his daughter's hair.
🔸“Hey hey- last time I checked you liked-”
“Bye papá(dad)” his daughter sprinted to the doors of the school. Sero knelt, his hand resting on his younger son's shoulder.
🔸“It's okay to like someone. Just remember to be mindful of their feelings too. Okay?”
“Okay papá(dad).” with one final hug and a goodbye his son was off.
Sero watched his son sprint off. Soon running to Spark and Denki.
“Bonita(pretty!) Come on!”
The sight of Denki's once crying daughter sprinting to his son brought a smile to his face. Their small hands linked before they walked to the school.
They had grown up together, having been born(you could have adopted either way- they just have similar ages) around the same time. Constantly playing and growing up together.
🔸“They are adorable.”
⚡️“They sure are.”
🔸“Race you to the commission?”
⚡️“What! No! You cheated last time-”
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This is going to sound weird, but do you have any tips on how to gain traction as a fanfic writer? I've been trying for years and I get next to no interaction on my writing. I know I shouldn't care because I should be writing for myself, but it's still frustrating to see other writers get thousands of notes, and reblogs and asks praising their fics and I get maybe 20 likes. I've been looking into discord fandom groups but a lot of them don't allow people over 30, and I don't do well with busy groups anyway. I try to be active on my blog, and interact with other people and make myself approachable, but I'm getting so incredibly tired of talking to an empty space. Sorry, I think I ended up venting instead >_<
WARNING: DISCOURSE AHEAD
Omg hello my love!! First of all, I'm so sorry you feel this way! I have so many conflicting thoughts on this, let me try to get them in order for you!!
I guess, let me first start with some tips that I think actually answer your question, and then I'll just monologue about the ways I've been thinking about fandom recently, and you can skip that part if you wanna!
Part 1: Actual Thoughts on Your Question (lol)
I am possibly not in the best position to ask about this because I mostly happened to be in the right place at the right time, publishing my fics in the early part of the pandemic when people were more actively engaging in the fandom. But in my experience, outside of discord groups, other good ways to meet people and get your work out there are joining zines & collabs.
I'm not completely up-to-date with what the accounts are now that track these things, but there are several tumblrs and twitter accounts like BNHA Zines that exist to retweet & publicize zine posts. Look for zines that are in the interest check & application stages!! You can apply during the application phase and the good thing is that most zines will ask for an application piece and will judge you on your work rather than your follower count!!
Collabs are usually even easier because many of them are just open to whoever wants to join! I've only participated in server collabs but I've seen several posts cross my dash that are open to anyone. I'd probably monitor the collaboration and x reader tags on tumblr and join in on anything that looks fun!!
Another thing that I've noticed people do a lot is self-reblog their fics a couple times just to maximize their circulation. I've seen a lot of moots trying to make sure they hit good hours for different time zones and different days of the week to ensure their followers are at least aware that they've posted something if they don't have notifs on (I don't have notifs on so I'm grateful for these because otherwise I miss a lot!!). Even I have srb'd a time or two if I'm particularly proud of something lol.
And I think, if I also wanted to be a shark about things, I would try to get in on the ground floor of a fandom in its early stages!! For example, the second season of JJK is coming out soon and it's sure to bring a wave of new readers to the JJK fandom, especially for the characters like Gojo and Getou who look like they're gonna be the main focus of the season.
I think if you wanted to be extra sharp about things, you might time a fic release with some of the first couple episodes of a new season where you can be sure more people than usual will be poking around in the tags!! And if your fic is published during the early stages of a fandom, it's going to have more eyes on it overall than a fic published towards the conclusion of the series.
Anyway this is what I could think of. I hope this advice is practical and useful!! Now onto me blathering.
Part 2: Resisting Influencer Culture in Fandom Spaces
This part might be kind of controversial. I want to first acknowledge how easy it is for me to think and say these sorts of things when I'm already more than pleased with the amount of engagement I get. And I want to recognize that it is so, so deeply human to want recognition, community, and support for the things that we write.
I think it is so completely natural that you want interaction on your writing. All of us totally do, otherwise we wouldn't be publishing it publicly. If our work was truly, singularly for us and us alone, we'd keep it in the drafts lol. We put it out there hoping for praise and appreciation and connection, and in my opinion there is no shame in that.
So, admission time: I also definitely compare myself to other writers, and I have several times thought about transitioning more towards the type of content that drives higher note counts on tumblr: smuttier one-shots usually under 10k! I can see a huge difference in terms of just my own work on how my one-shots typically do in comparison to chaptered fics. And I definitely see how fast smutty imagines shoot up there in terms of note count.
But I was listening to a podcast episode recently on trying to sort of transition away from a metrics-focused approach to fandom. In the podcast, they talk about how in trying to legitimize fanfic as a literary mechanism, we've also sort of accidentally subjected it to our capitalist-influencer-mindset, where we see fic as more legitimate the more kudos it gets or the more followers it nets you, because in traditional influencer spaces, those followers are potential capital.
I'm definitely not saying you or I see people as potential revenue streams, but I think probably neither of us are immune to the culture at large, and we both probably carry some of internalized sense of our own value based on metrics, reach, and influence. And that sucks!!!!
Fandom, of all things, is supposed to be a specifically anti-capitalist space. We can't make money off of fanfic or fanart (legally, anyway lol), and we're all not the owners of the franchises either so none of our takes are necessarily more "valid" or weightier than others!! We're all supposed to just be trading stories around a campfire with no thought to their literary merit or monetary value. We're just supposed to enjoy the stories.
So, I don't know what the right answer is about how to try to resist the influences of our capitalist culture at large; I'm hoping someone smarter than me will tell me. But I do know that in fanfic, the value of your story can absolutely never be determined by how much engagement you get. Because fandom is not about metrics, and there is no inherent value in metrics. There is only the fun you had creating the story, and the depth of the connection you made with someone over it--even if that's just one other person.
And so I personally am at least trying to resist the lure of transitioning to smutty one-shots even though I think a lot of people would like that. Because what I like doing is writing my little 30k multi-chaps; those are my fave kinds of stories to tell, I'm not letting my metrics tell me what I should be writing.
I hope, at the very least, you know that your worth and the value of your story is not defined by how many other people have read it. And if you ever wanna chat more about this let me know, I'm still figuring this all out myself and could use friends to explore it with!!
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Chapter 9: Riptide
Masterlist
Summary: making hero names and leaving for training
Trigger warning: none that I know of
It’s now the next day after everything and the family at the store getting things for dinner. I yawn and get out of bed. I get ready since Izuku is coming over. I go downstairs and open the door for Izuku before he can knock.
“I forgot you could do that.” He says.
“Come on.” I open the door more and he walks in. I close the door and head to my room. I sit on my bed and he sits at my desk.
“I wanted to talk about-.” He stops and looks at a notebook.
“Is that my hero notebook?” I nod and he grabs its.
“I was fixing it, It’s not done but you can take it if you want.” I look at my hands not wanting to really talk about the notebook.
“Thank you Y/n. I thought it was gone, I’m really glad its still alive!”
“Yeah, anyways you wanted to talk.”
“Oh yeah! I’ve been thinking about your quirk and what had happened during the usj. I think I have a solution.” I raise my eyebrow.
“So from my understanding something happened in the water. Causing you to uh, change? And your sixth sense could prevent it!”
“So we use my weakness to prevent the worst.”
“Yes! Though we’d have to find the in between too much and too little.”
“So we’d have to do testing. Which could either go really well or really bad.”
“We’ll start with a few then go up, though I need to find a way to build something to keep on you.” He starts mumbling, I just let him finish. Ring ring, I grab my phone and see it’s Denki.
“One second.” I go to the hallway and answer.
“Hey Denki.”
“Hey! So I would ask Sero but he’s busy. Oh- not that you don’t have good taste!“
“All good, what’s the problem?”
“Do you like, “Hey name Denki Kaminari!” Or should I go with, “Hi! I’m Denki Kaminari!” Maybe something different?”
“I think the first ones good. I do have to go I’ll see you at school.”
“Okay bye!”
“Bye!” I hang up and go back to him still mumbling.
“Dude?”
“Oh- sorry! I’m gonna go home to do some research. I’ll talk to you later about it!” He goes with his notebook and I just wave. Man, it’s Sunday, school’s tomorrow.
“It's different when they broadcast the matches on TV after all, huh?” Denki says.
“So many people talked to me on my way here!” Mina says.
“Yeah, me too!” Kirishima says, why’s everyone around my desk?
“People were staring at me, too. It was kind of embarrassing!” I honestly don’t know her name.
“Isn't that normal for you, Hagakure?” Sero asks, Damn.
“Anyone notice you?” Mina asks. I nod.
“This kid went up to me and tried to punch me, same kid asked for my tooth, and then the dad yelled at me for saying no.” I say.
“I-.” Kiri stumbles.
“Your tooth??” Tsu asks.
“The kid started to cry then I felt bad. So I gave her 20 bucks.” Denki pats my back.
“…”
“She still cried.”
“Where was Bakugo for this?” Sero asks.
“She got fucking lost in target.”
“Fuka are you okay?” Momo asks.
“I just wanted a lego.”
“Here.” Momo gives me 20 bucks. I shake my head, no.
“I’ll just get my college savings.”
“For the last time a bunch of bubbles in a treasure chest is not money!” Katsuki yells at me.
“MY GREAT GRANDMA GAVE ME THAT!”
“IT STILL NOT FUCKING MONEY!”
“Shut it you two.” When Sensei get here? Everyone sits down.
“Mr. Aizawa, your bandages are gone. Kero.” Tsu says.
“The old lady went overboard with her treatment. More importantly, we're having a special hero informatics class today.” Oh no, I didn’t study for anything.
“Code names. You'll be coming up with hero names. This is related to the pro hero draft picks I mentioned the other day. The drafts begin in earnest in the second and third years, after students have gained experience and can become immediate assets to the pros. In other words, for them to extend offers to first years like you shows that they are interested in your future potential. These offers are often cancelled if that interest dies down by graduation.”
“Easy we just gotta prove ourselves!”
“Sure, and here are the totals for those with offers.” He moves to the side and shows the list.
Todoroki- 4,123 Bakugo- 3,556 Fuka- 3,118 Tokoyami- 360 Iida- 330 Kaminari- 272 Yaoyorzu- 180 Kirishima- 68 Uraraka- 20 Sero- 14
“In other years, it's been more spread out, but all eyes were on these three this year.”
“I thought I’d have none.” I say.
“Why?” Uraraka asks.
“I threatened multiple people.”
“Right, well maybe they looked pass it!”
“Todoroki's first, and Bakugo's second? It's the opposite of their placement in the sports festival.” Kiri says.
“Some people are too scared to ask for a guy, who had to be restrained on the podium.” Sero says.
“What're the pros scared of?” Denki asks.
“Katsuki alone, Katsuki with me, Katsuki with his mom, Katsuki fighting Izuku.” I reply.
“His mom?” I nob.
“Keeping these results in mind, whether or not anyone asked for you, you will all be participating in internships with pros. At USJ, you already got to experience combat with real villains, but it will still be meaningful training for you to see pros at work firsthand.”
“That why we got hero names!” Mina says.
“Can mine be a swearword!”
“No Fuka.” Suddenly Midnight comes through the door.
“Well, those hero names are still temporary, but if you're not serious about it…You'll have hell to pay later! Because a lot of hero names used by students become recognized by society, and they end up becoming professional hero names!” She says.
“Midnight!”
“I can’t do names so she’ll do it.” He then goes into his shack.
“It will be fun!” She pass out white boards and I think of what to put. Me and Katsuki have had the same hero name since 3rd grade, so it wasn’t that hard. After a couple people go I go up.
“Riptide, stretch of turbulent water in the ocean, which is caused by the meeting of currents or sometime abrupt changes in depth. Basically comes out of nowhere and drags you into the ocean.”
“Doesn’t that cause deaths?” Midnight asks.
“Everything does.” I say back.
“This is going to scare kids.”
“Girl, fuck them kids.” Some kids holds in their laugh.
“Young lady-.” She puts her hands on her hips.
“If a name of a normal occurrence is scary to a kid then that isn’t my problem. There are much more scary thing then a name. Hell, I’m scared of orcas yet you don’t see me pissing my pants every time Gang Orca is mentioned.”
“But your naming yourself after a traumatic experience.”
“I’m going to become a villain and name myself kitten and rainbows then.” She stares at me and sighs.
“You can keep the name if you can name one other hero with a scary name. Go.” I smile.
“Midoriya.” He looks up from his board.
“Gunhead, Master Driller, Godzillo, Deatharms, Snipe, Fireblas-.”
“Go sit.” Midnight cuts him off. I sit and watch Katsuki go up. Dudes gonna make a fool of himself.
"King Explosion Murder." He holds the broad, everyone starts laughing.
“You probably shouldn't use something like that.” Midnight says.
“Why not?” He raises his eyebrow.
“You should be Explosion Boy!” Kiri yells.
“Shut up, Weird Hair!” He yells.
“What about Kem? It’s shorter.” He glared at me and I shrug.
“Lord Explosion Murder.” He says as if that’s better.
“The king part wasn’t the problem.”
“Lem!”
“Shut up y/n!”
“Damn he used your real name.” Denki says.
“Oh my god I just thought of the best one.” I get up and whisper it to Katsuki. He thinks about it and erases the board. He writes it down and Midnight smiles at it.
“Ground Zero.” (Broski dynamight or however you spell it sucks ass 💀)
“Good!” We go sit and wait for a few others to go. After that Sensei comes out.
“Now that everyone's decided on their hero names, we'll go back to talking about the internships. They will last for a week. As for where you'll have them, those who had offers from pros will be given your own lists, so you can choose from those yourself. Those who didn't have offers will choose from among forty agencies around the country that will be accepting our interns. They all work in different places and have different specialties. For example, Thirteen would be focused on rescues from accidents and disasters more than fighting villains. Think carefully before you choose.”
“Yes sir!”
“Turn in your choices before the weekend.”
“That’s only 5 days!” I says.
“How much time did you need??” Mina asks.
“I don’t know man I suck at making decisions!”
“Samee.” Sero says.
I look at my list and even though I disagree with numbering heroes. I decided I’ll only do top ones, I’m not gonna go through 3,000 something people. My highest being best Jeanest, too proper. Gang Orca? Hell no. I skip through and see Mirko. I think I’ll go with her? I mean she’s a great hero, so why not?
It’s finally time to leave. We’re all outside waiting for the buses.
“You all have your costumes, right? Remember, you aren't allowed to wear them in public.”
“Yes sir!”
“Make sure you mind your manners with the heroes at your internships! Off with you, now.”
“Yes, sir!” We all head to the bus I wait back and walk to Sensei.
“What’s wrong Fuka?”
“I know this sounds super weird but could you take this bag?” I hand him one of my bags that was heavier then the rest. He raises an eyebrow but takes it.
“His names Lenny, just get him a coloring book and he’ll be cool.” He takes a double take and I blotted to my bus. Once I’m on I grab my phone and text the gang for a bit.
Chapter 10
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SHE LIT A FIRE • PT 7.5
Pairing: Dad!Kirishima x F!Reader
Contains: Fluff, Aged Up Characters & lots of kisses
Warnings: Swearing, make outs, tooth rotting fluff, I don't wanna tag smut because it really isn't but still Minors and Ageless Blogs DNI just to be on the safe side.
Summary: You and Kiri make this the longest five minutes ever.
Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Father’s Day Special
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A/N: Hey everyone. I know any update to this fic is long over due and this really isn't much at all but I wanted to give you all something! I hope you enjoy this little snack and that it can hold you over until chapter eight is finished up. I also didn't proof read this so I'm sorry if there are errors...
Word Count: 900ish
It’s a little funny how easy it can be for two people to lose all sense of time. How five minutes quickly becomes ten, pretty soon fifteen, and before either of them can process it, twenty whole minutes have slipped by. You weren’t quite sure how you ended up on the sofa, or when exactly Eijiro pulled you into his lap with the hem of your dress bunching up so you could straddle his thighs with ease. At some point you freed his hair from the tie he had it back in, and he let you slip each button on his dress shirt free too until it hung loose on his wide frame.
You both knew you were tempting fate, living on borrowed time, he should have left by now and gotten home but each time one of you pulled away, the other came crashing back like two magnets that couldn’t be pulled apart. Hands roamed like they were searching for something and yet, they didn’t venture too far. It seemed there were some lines you both knew just couldn’t be crossed this evening despite the wetness that formed between your thighs and the way his cock hardened between his.
“I don’t wanna go…” He confessed against your neck in between needy kisses. His words were thick and laced with desire that you felt deep in your core.
You tugged enough on his roots to make him lift his head. “Your parents didn’t plan for a sleepover,” you reminded him softly with a tender kiss to his lips and followed it up with a couple more along his stubbled jawline. “And I’m sure they’ll be worried about you if you’re not home soon.”
Your palms were pressed against his chest and you chuckled as you felt the sigh before it actually left him. “Yeah, you’re right.” But that didn’t stop him from going in for yet another searing kiss that left you whimpering into his mouth. Each one the two of you shared left you longing for each other even more than before, unsure how that was even possible.
“You know if Remi was at their place–”
“I know you’d stay, Eiji.”
It meant the world to you just to hear him say it though. If he didn’t have obligations that he loved and took so very seriously, you knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that he’d stay with you all night long. Doing whatever you wanted. Not pressing you for a single thing you weren’t ready for. You just knew that was the kind of guy he was.
“Good,” He murmured, “as long as you know.”
His hands trailed down your body, thumbs grazing your breasts ever so slightly on the way down to your plush hips where he squeezed affectionately, pulling you flush against him for another deep kiss before lifting you up again.
It had to be now, no matter how much the two of you didn’t want this night to end. “Call me when you’re home safe.” You said as you walked hand in hand to the door and this time when you rose to kiss him it was fully intentional and right on his lips that turned up into a lovable dopey grin when you pulled away.
“Always, sweets. Oh– turn around f’me would ya?”
You spun in front of him and his fingers found that zipper once again. He pulled it down nice and slow so you heard each of the teeth coming apart. He kissed your spine as the fabric split in two and stopped just above your tailbone, “so fuckin’ hard t’leave you.” He groaned and turned you back around for a final goodnight kiss that left you breathless and pinned against your doorway. “I’ll call ya soon.”
“You better! Drive safe!” You called as he walked down the hallway and he waited until your door closed and he heard the lock slide home before calling the elevator.
As he waited for it to arrive he still wore that child-like grin. And in the metal of the elevator doors, he could see blush still pooled in his cheeks and ran down the column of his neck.
He swore he could still taste you on his tongue and feel your softness against his palms, gods, he was never gonna forget a single thing about you or about this night. In the seconds that passed waiting for the elevator he found himself dreaming up future dates and nights out with you. Events that were coming up like the gala… maybe Remi could stay with his parents that night–
The downward arrow lit up and a bell chimed the elevator's arrival dragging him from various day dreams but when the doors slid open, Eijiro realized the small space wasn’t completely empty. One man stood inside. Black slacks and shiny shoes, dress shirt still on but he was missing his jacket and tie, and his red eyes under messy blonde hair looked appropriately exhausted when they met Eijiro’s.
Katsuki’s brows knitted together when he saw just who was waiting on the other side of the doors. “What’re you still doin’ here? You guys left hours ago– oh.” Understanding washed over his best friends face as he noticed a look of happiness on the man’s face that was so rare he wasn’t sure he’d ever seen it before. “Heh. It’s about fuckin' time.”
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Love at first fight (Eijiro Kirishima x Villainess! Reader)
Hello! This is actually a request so thank you @oyasumimosura for requesting this! and sorry for this also taking so long :(
I hope you and you guys enjoy my first onehsot of bnha!
REMINDER: This character does belong to me but belongs to Kōhei Horikoshi and keep in mind that this is simply all fictional work so try not and take this too seriously :)
Note: Reader here is obviously female hence the ‘Villainess’ thing, our readers quirk is inspired from the ‘Scarlet Witch/Wanda’ from Marvels. Long and a bit fast pace, contains fluff yet angst. Enjoy :3
‘How did I get into this situation again?’ You ask yourself while running away from some heroes that were casing you
‘’Stop right there!’’ A hero yelled at you.
You smirked and stoped running. The heroes that were casing you stopped as well, getting ready to attack and apprehend you.
You pull your hood down that was covering your face and just smirked at the poor heroes ‘’To be honest...I didn’t expect such..rookies to chase after me~’’ You said basically mocking them.
‘’You have no right to judge us, villain!’’ The hero yelled clearly mad and telling his partner to go and attack you.
You use your telekinesis to throw his partner at him, and it looks like..oh no! they fell off the roof that you all were in...how sad~
Giggling...you turned around and were about to jump onto another building until you heard a yell coming from behind you, turning around you see a red-haired man. Running at you with his arms...harden?
You widened your eyes in shock and dodge the said man. The man then stopped and grinned at you with his shark looking teeth...
‘My my~ another hero.’ You thought onto your head scoffing at how your luck is today.
‘’Sorry villain lady, but this is the end of the line for you!’’ He declared still grinning, ‘’Hah...as if, you’d have to catch me first~!’’ You scoff and then yell while jumping from one building to another with the man casing behind you.
‘’Take this!’’ You hear the hero yell, looking behind you, you saw a large rock being tossed towards you, you gasp and barely dodge the large rock, but it knocks off your hood revealing your hair...
‘Is that hero serious!? He could have killed you!’’ You yell at your mind obviously mad at that action he just did.
‘’Hahahaha, I told you..theres no use in running, a manly man like me doesn't wanna hurt a lady, but-’’ Kirishima stops his sentence mid-way when he takes a great look you.
Wow and damn....you look so....beautiful...
You notice him staring at you and you just smirk ‘’What? Am I too beautiful for you Mr.Hero?’’ You ask teasing the man.
He blushes and just looks away, you giggle and just think ‘Wow..didn't know he would be kinda cute, wait...CUTE? NO WAY! Y/N DON’T THINK LIKE THAT, YOUR A VILLAIN AND H’ES A HERO! AND PLUS, THIS IS THE FIRST TIME YOU’VE MET!!’ You scold yourself.
‘’You know what..this was a fun game of cat and mouse but I really do need to get going Mr.Hero’’ You say making a portal for yourself, which you should of made mins ago-
‘’Ah! Hey, no wait!’’ Kirishima yells at you running towards you.
But boom...just like that....you were gone
Why...why is his heart beating so fast? Why is he blushing so hard?
Oh no...is he....in love.....with a villainess!?
- 3 Months later -
Its been 3 months since he last saw you..and he can’t get you off his mind.
Is this your quirk? What did he find so special in you when your a villain?
Eijiro Kirishima was so confused...
Meanwhile you had to stay low for these past few months as the heroes and police were on you like a brunch of gum on your shoe. But you also can’t help but think about...that hero that chased you down.
In all honestly he actually looks...cute, if he was a villain you’d totally date him~
But as we know villains and heroes hate each other and that guy probably forgot about you since it has been 3 months.
Oh how wrong you were....
- A few days later -
‘Shit shit shit shit!’ You cursed inside your mind as you were running, yet again from the heroes. You thought that you could make a proper negotiation with the supposed new panthers you were gonna meet but it turns out they were spies.
‘’Looks like we meet again!’’ A cherry voice behind you said, you looked behind you and saw that same hero...red riot was it?
‘’Ara~ we meet again’’ You said smirking and fully turning around to face him He grinned and ran towards you preparing to attack but you were quicker.
You used your energy manipulation quirk(that was already apart of your whole quirk) and he slowly started to stumble, ‘’H-Huh? what..d-did you...do to m-me?’’ The hero asked you, but you just stayed quiet and watched him pass out.
You turned around to leave but..something inside you was forcing you to take him with you, wait. TAKE HIM WITH YOU?? HIS A HERO FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!
But you ended up taking him to your base-
Yes. Just yes.
You tied the hero at your bed since even if your a villain you still have manners after all~
You waited for him to wake up and you couldn't help but look at his features...he really is handsome and cute....
Nice face, pretty hair, shark teeth that complements his looks and most important of all, nice and hard abs~, I mean look at it!
‘’Hehe...like what your seeing~?’’ Your face instantly turned red as you looked at the hero with wide eyes. ‘’You were awake the whole time!?’’ You yell out flustered.
He just chuckles and asks you where he was, and why he's tied up, to which you answered both his questions, the last one being a half answered answer since you don't know yourself why you took him-
‘’Are you..gonna torture and then kill me?’’ The hero asked ‘’Hah! Now now dear hero, I might be a villainess..but I'm not like those scrums that kill just for fun~’’ You asked answered with a smirk.
A few hours had passed and you both had just kept talking and talking....huh you actually got along with a hero...
You learned that his name is ‘Eijiro Kirishima’, he went to UA, His favorite hero is ‘The Crimson Riot’ and from talking to him he loves saying the words ‘Manly’ and ‘Unmanly’.
Omg...your actually getting interested at him! *Sigh* Whyyy...why does he have to be....so damn perfect?
If only he was a villain....then you’d actually give him a chance.
‘’Hey y/n?’’ Kirishima called out to you, you look at him with a questioned look and he just smiled and said something that caught you off guard...
‘’I...I like you..a lot..hahaha..I know, a villain and a hero? Ridiculous..but..trust me..when I say it was love at first sight..it was love at first sight’’ Kirishima confessed chuckling at the thought and just looking away from you face.
‘’I..’’ You were speechless...he liked you? W-Why though? You were a villain for crying out loud...
you did terrible things to people...
your quirk was horrible and..you...
you were just...a horrible person...
‘’H-Huh!? W-W-What are you doing!?’’ Kirishima yelled out flustered as you climbed on top of him straddling his lap.
‘’Tell me...are you lying?’’ You ask with dead serious eyes looking down at him, he widened his eyes and nodded still having a flushed face.
You read into his mind and...whoa...he was actually for real...
He likes you
This time it was your turn to be shocked and face to turn red, you just covered your flushed face with your hands and just tried to think when suddenly ‘’H-Huh-AH WHOA!’’ You were suddenly flipped over by Kirishima.
Now his the one above you...damn his hot-
‘’I-i..h-how did..’’ You clearly couldn't function well and just kept stuttering over your words to which Kirishima chuckled at, he then looked at you with the same level of seriousness you had a second ago.
‘’Do you like me? Y/n?’’ He asked leaning just above your face, lips barely touching yours....
‘’I-I...’’ You were trying your hardest to resist these feelings you were feeling...because...even if you do love each other, what if this is just a one time thing and he finds someone else? Or worst...
What if he betrays you?
‘’I....I..like you too, as well ’’ You answered his question looking away from him, Kirishima smiled but soon frowned when you continued your sentence.
‘’But...we can’t be together’’ You declared looking back at him with sadness in your eyes ‘’Is it because I'm a hero and your a villain?’’ He asked
‘’Yes..and also many more reasons why we can’t..’’ You answered trying hard not to tear up ‘’I don’t care’’ Kirishima suddenly said ‘’Huh?’’ You looked at him with confusion.
‘’I said..I don’t care’’ He said again looking at your eyes, determination present. ‘’Are you crazy? I just said-’’ Your sentence was caught off when he suddenly hugs you tightly, whispering at your ear.
‘’I like you..and you like me back...I know..I know we haven't known each other for that long but...’’ He stopped hugging you and looked at you with loving eyes ‘’I know that..I...like you..no, I love you’’ He said and smiled.
Now he really has done it, for you, have started tearing up. How can someone so nice and kind love someone as horrible as you? You really didn't get it...
‘’So..will you..go out with me and want to get to know each other more?’’ Kirishima asked you leaning his forehead onto yours.
‘’Yes...yes..’’ You smiled and let your tears fall down your face as you took a bold step and kissed Kirishima tenderly....
Kirishima at first widen his eyes in shock but soon kissed you back~
You knew that one day or any day he could easily betray you and even get tired from being with you.
You also know that this relationship will be hard to hide with media and other heroes around...
But...even with the little time you've known him...he really did break his way into your cold heart, in a way...you could say that, that fight of yours last time was actually you guys love at first fight.
Done~~
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Just Keep Swimming
Part of @enhoenbigbang shark week - prompt; ‘I can’t swim’
Synopsis; Endeavor teaches Hawks how to swim
Can also be found on AO3
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'You never learned how to swim?' It'd all started when Endeavor picked up on Hawks' fear of the ocean and lakes and pools--well, really any open body of water deep enough to swim in. 'The commission didn't care about that.' Wings flattened against his back, feathers drooping in embarrassment. None of the flamboyance that usually ooze off of Hawks in waves. 'Not even in terms of survival? Mean, there'd have to be a chance.'
Granted, Endeavor was one to talk, never having taught his kids to swim either. Rei did, or at least before the abuse led to her psychological decline, she did. 'No, they wanted me to only rely on my wings--my quirk.' He desperately wanted the elder to drop it, further closing in on himself. The rare time the word 'small' would enter Endeavor's mind when looking at the younger. 'But wouldn't that weigh down the feathers?' Not even mentioning how no one comes out of the gate knowing how to perfectly control their quirk. There'd have to be a period of time where Hawks dive bombed. ‘Well, rain does so probably.’
‘I’ll teach you.’ Endeavor speaks after a few bouts of silence. Hawks opening and closing his mouth like a fish, ‘you’ll what?’
‘I’ll teach you how to swim.’
'Alrighty, now that you've lost the floaties, we're gonna start in the shallow end and then work our way from there.' Despite looking up how birds swim the night before, Hawks still assumed that his wings would drown him in the end. He was also perplexed as to how Endeavor got the community pool reserved for the day, probably money or threats. 'Mirror me, okay?' His instruction voice oddly not that stern. Endeavor scooping air behind him with a cupped hand, arms alternating. Endeavor watching the stuttered movement as Hawks looked to him for encouragement.
'That's good, gonna feel awkward the first few times. Now for kicking, hold onto the wall there.' Explaining that he can choose to kick from the knee or the hip, that it was up to him. 'And now, we put it all together. Probably do better to keep your wings close to your body.' Endeavor out of his element when it came to that part of Hawks' anatomy. 'But what if I drown?' The younger balked when Endeavor told him to swim to the deep end of the pool and back. 'I'll swim right next to you. If you start to drown, I'll pluck you right out.'
'I did it!! I can swim!!' Endeavor ignored the water splashing on him. Letting a small smile grace his features at Hawks' excitement. Also glad that he didn't fuck it up.
#iago writes#not x reader#enhoen shark week#endhawks#hawksdeavor#hawks x endeavor#keigo takami#enji todoroki#mha#bnha#my hero acedamia#mha keigo#mha endeavor#bnha keigo#bnha endeavor
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Eijiro Kirishima x Jock! Reader
A/N: Kiri is my all time favorite BNHA character and HE IS THE BEST BOY. Can be read as a male football player or a female player on a boys team!
You go to a normal high school, and one of Kirishima’s friends friend was on the school football team, which you were also on
You all looked the same in your uniforms at first until he saw you take someone down about 3x your size, which impressed him and he remembered your number on your jersey and started watching you throughout the game
Afterwards he follow his friends to the after party, where he sees you having fun with your friends. Sero had noticed Kirishima eyeing you for hours now, so he sauntered over and told you his friend thought you were cute, and when you looked at the guy he was pointing at, poor Kirishima’s face was as red as his hair
He looked absolutely pissed at his friend, but you thought he was really cute. You knew he went to UA High, you had seen him in the Sports Festival and remembered his spiky red hair and sharp teeth. So you nodded to Sero and walked over to Kirishima and introduced yourself
He tried to play it cool and complimented your football moves, to which you smiled and thanked him for. By the time the party ended the two of you had exchanged numbers to keep in touch
Kirishima beat Sero’s ass for it tho
The two of you text throughout the next few days, until you invite him to a workout and he happily agrees
Kaminari: A workout you say?? Where? Their house?~
Kirishima: Um…no? The gym
Mina: Ooh, some locker room action huh?~
Kirishima: You workout with the equipment, not in the locker room
Sero: Bringing equipment?~
Kirishima: No, the gym already has it all there
Bakugo: For fucks sake-
Once the two of you finally start dating, there are lots of gym dates with those couples work outs, outings to healthy restaurants, shark attack movie marathons, things of that sort
He will come to every one of your games no matter how tired he is from hero training. And you try to go to any event you’re allowed at, so anything like the Sports Festival or something public like that you’ll come watch him and cheer him on like he does for you
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Tw - this is a bit of fluff involving Dabi, and (gn)reader who has period cramps. They are in an established relationship, and are comfortable with passive consent. I have however been informed the post could be triggering to some, so if u are sensitive to sa themes reader discretion is advised
Dabi coming into ur room, annoyed that your not paying attention to him, and giving you shit playfully because you’re still in bed. You tell him that you’re not in the mood - your period came and the combination of fatigue and period cramps has you wanting to stay in bed the rest of the day.
You expect him to leave, but instead he’s climbing into bed with you, shimming down under the covers. Pushing him away, you say you’re not in the mood for sex, but he just shushes you and gently moves your hands away.
You feel your shirt being pushed up, exposing your stomach, as very very warm lips kiss your tummy. You’re still suspicious but time passes and he doesn’t try anything more. Instead, he alternates between kissing every inch of exposed skin on ur belly, and laying his cheek against it - large hands holding your sides consistently, while your legs squeeze closer to his upper torso.
You push the doona down and over unruly black hair. Bright blue eyes lock with yours as you run your fingers through it, happily absorbing the warmth he provides. “Is the heat helping?” You nod, soft can’t even being to describe how you feel right now.
You spend the rest of the day like that. Cuddling in whatever position takes your fancy, with your heat pack boyfriend.
#it’s shark week end hence I make my monthly dabi period post#my tummy is very ow ow I need my heat rock boi#this hot water bottle is insufficient#:(#also cuddles would be nice#dabi#bnha touya#dabi x y/n#dabi my hero academia#mha dabi#dabi x you#dabi x reader#dabi imagine#dabi fluff#bnha fluff#tw.periods#tw.period#possible implied#period sex#? idk#just to be safe
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Kinktober Day 2
Kinktober Masterlist | Island in the Sun playlist
Foot Fetish | Mershark ::: Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu
mer·shark: a sea creature with the head and torso of a human and the tail of a shark
pairing ::: Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu x F!reader
word count ::: 3k+
tags ::: sexual content | foot massaging, kissing, sucking | fingering | size difference | exophilia | very brief thoughts of suicide
✩ all characters depicted are adults ✩
“Yo ho ... yo ho ... a pirate's life … for … me.”
The sun, scalding and torturous, beats down upon you. Your face is burning, your arms are burning. Your legs are stiff from when they were curled up against your body for hours as you tried to keep them dry. They’re now hanging over the side of the plank of wood you’re laying on, feet and shins growing numb where they’ve been soaking in the sea. You don’t know which is worse - the pain or the absence of any feeling at all.
“We pillage ... we plunder … we rifle and loot.
Drink up me hearties … yo ho.”
You’re more mumbling than singing. At first, it was to try to keep yourself company, to drown out the monotony of the sound of the softly rolling sea. But now, you can’t seem to stop yourself. You’re heat-crazed and dehydrated. Your belly is churning from the lack of food.
You’ve been on this plank since your ship was attacked, and you assume that you are the only person left alive, though not by mercy but mere luck. The crewmates you were just beginning to know were no doubt shark food by now, torn apart by predators or floating, bloated, to some unsuspecting shore.
“We kidnap … and ravage ... and don't give a hoot.
Drink up … me hearties ... yo ho …”
You’ve been out on the sea for two days and one night, and more than once you’ve considered rolling off, letting the ocean take you and bury you within its depths. You don’t even know what you’re holding on for anymore.
Tap.Tap.Tap.
What the hell is hitting your face?
Tap.Tap.Tap.
Water, you think in a groggy haze. No... rain.
The tapping continues, growing harder and growing more frequent until it’s a downpour. You can’t open your eyes, let alone move. You can only lay there while the rain rushes over you, a cool current soothing your burnt body, coaxing you back to life.
You’re on the periphery of consciousness, yet you can feel fingers on your jaw, your chin, opening your mouth, and rain water starts to fill it. You inhale and then sputter as water gets into your lungs. You turn your head to cough it up. When you’re done, those same hands hold you down, tilt your head back with fingers in your hair, the other clenching your jaw to open your mouth again.
You’re prepared for it this time, swallowing as the rain fills your mouth. The water eases the ache in your throat, the throbbing in your head. After getting through a few mouthfuls, you finally open your eyes, blurrily looking up into the grey and hazy sky. It’s daytime, though you don’t know what day or how long you’ve been laying there. For the first time since you’ve been awake, you realize that you’re on sand and not a ragged piece of wood from a ravaged ship.
There’s a pull on your ankles and your body jerks. Another pull, a tug, hands grabbing onto your calves, your thighs, and you realize with a start that someone is trying to take off your pants.
You look down and see a head of wet, silver-grey hair. Further, a pair of big, big shoulders, a broad back, and ... a huge grey tail. It takes you a moment to realize what you’re seeing, and even then you can’t be sure it isn’t a hallucination or some trick of the mind.
Regardless of whether it’s real or not, you jerk your leg out of its grasp, making it look up at you. When it sees that you’re awake, it smiles, its wide mouth full of big, sharp teeth. You gasp in both horror and awe.
You did not survive this long only to be eaten by some half-human sea monster. You bring your leg up and kick its face as hard as you can, pain shooting through your foot at the impact. It barely budges, though you cry out in pain. It just shakes its head like it’s swatting away a bug and smiles even wider.
You try to back away from the sea monster, but it’s holding onto you tight, large hands grasping your hips, keeping your ass planted firmly in the sand. It slides you back down the few inches you’ve managed to wiggle away, pulling you under it, then hauling itself up on strong arms to hover above you.
You’re completely trapped beneath it now, your legs spread wide to accommodate its massive frame - its thick, muscular stomach that fades into a long, fat tail. The monster is huge and heavy, pinning you down even as it keeps his weight on its arms. And so big that though you two are face to face, only the top of its torso comes up to settle between your legs.
You stare up at the monster, its wet hair curtaining its face and its big, black eyes that stare back at you. It has the most genial expression for something that is so obviously an apex predator, and although it has deadly sharp teeth behind its plush lips, and although it could crush you if it put even some of his weight on you, you can’t help think that it -- no, he -- is sort of beautiful once you really look at him. Once you get over the initial shock of it all.
You barely notice the rain slowing, a typical tropical storm leaving as fast as it came. The both of you are soaked through - hair, body, and clothes wet. Well, clothes for you. The monster above you is noticeably bare.
He says something to you in a language that you don’t understand, voice deep and guttural. You shake your head, afraid and trying to convey the fact that you can’t comprehend what he’s saying.
He falls to the side with a huff, elbow in the sand and leans his head against his upturned palm. He puts his other hand on his chest and says, “Tetsutetsu.”
This is surreal. You still haven’t accepted that it’s not some fever dream. But you turn on your side, too, facing him, though you still feel sore and weak. You look at the creature’s face, his head cocked and curious. He has fish hooks pierced through his human-like ears, running up the length of them. He has strands of shells wrapped around his neck.
Your eyes travel down, further, to his strong and scarred chest and then torso. The human skin that seamlessly fades into a great, grey tail. He is truly immense, easily triple your size, in both length and weight, no doubt. And though the ocean is lapping only at your knees, his tail is well into the water, traversing the surf to submerge the end of it.
He flicks his large tail, disturbing sea and sand, and your attention is quickly brought back to his face. You inhale the salty air with constricting lungs, forcing yourself to calm down and be brave.
“Tetsutetsu,” you say, repeating the sounds he made back to him.
You assume that’s his name, and by the way his brows unfurrow, you’re almost sure you’re right. His expression softens, black eyes sparkling. You place your hand on your own chest and tell him your name in return.
In his deep, gruff voice, he echoes it back to you.
Introductions out of the way, and even bolder than before, he gives you that predacious smile again and he grabs your hand. He places his palm against yours, like he’s measuring the size of it, analyzing the shape. His hand dwarfs yours, fingers sticking out inches above the tips of your own. His palm is cool to the touch and rough, his skin inhumanly thick, and you can tell now that you’re palm to palm, just how different it is from your own.
When he has finished looking at your hand, he places it down where his torso meets his tail, encouraging you to feel where fair skin turns into silky smooth scales. You’re still nervous, but you’re also curious. Hesitantly, you run your hand from his hip bone, down to his shark-like fin, slowly and softly. When you run your hand back up against the grain of his scales, his fin is sandpaper rough. It’s a strange dichotomy, so you do it again, tracing a path down from his waist to his tail, as far as you can reach, touching, pressing, massaging, and then coming back up once more.
When you look at his face, he’s no longer smiling. He looks serious, gaze smoldering. Maybe you went too far?
Before you can think about it for too long, Tetsutetsu puts his hand on your shoulder and nudges you on your back. You go down willingly, not knowing what else to do. You could outrun him, of course, if he got too dangerous. But that would mean somehow getting far enough away to stand. You don’t think that would be possible with his iron grasp.
He sits up and starts working on your pants again, grabbing at soaking and sticking fabric. You can’t believe it, you’re letting him. You’re helping him. You lift your hips and tuck your thumbs into your waistband so you can push down your pants. When he sees what you’re doing, he grabs the waistband too. He also grabs your underwear and pulls everything off with a few harsh tugs until you’re bare from the waist down.
Embarrassed, you press your legs together. Though, Tetsutetsu isn’t looking between your thighs, but is instead focused on your legs. That calms you down, makes you less tense. If he doesn’t know what legs are, would he even know what a pussy is? Probably not.
His hands hover over your body like he wants to touch, but doesn’t know where to start. Softly, fingertips press against your thigh, and then his hand slides down, to your knee, to your ankle, to your feet. He pulls your foot, lifting your whole leg and pulling you closer.
Tetsutetsu holds your leg up by your calf, and wiggles each toe between his thumb and pointer. When he’s satisfied about the way they bend, he runs his thumb down the sole of your foot, from toes to heel, pressing into the arch. He goes back up, heel to toes, putting just the right amount of force behind it. And you moan.
You freeze once you realize what you did. Tetsutetsu looks at you curiously and presses into your arch again. It feels… so good. You stop yourself from making any kind of noise, but you’re sure the shark can see it on your face, because the side of his mouth quirks up in a smile.
He rumbles something that you don’t understand, then presses his mouth against the bottom of your foot. You gasp. If he knew how intimate a thing this is … but you’re not sure that he doesn’t know. He watches your face as he kisses the inside of your arch, his eyes flashing with a hunter’s understanding, the deep black all but glowing in the sunlight.
You’re trembling by the time he places your ankle on one of his broad shoulders. With both hands now free, he holds your leg, thumbs pressed against your calf, and massages his way up to your knee.
You whimper. You didn't realize how bad your legs have been hurting, your mind on everything else that has been going on. They’ve been unused for at least two days, either curled up against your body or hanging over the edge of that God-forsaken plank.
Tetsutetsu doesn’t stop at your knee, though. He continues higher, kneading your thighs in his large hands, sometimes pinching on the wrong side of too hard, but the pain mixed with pleasure makes it feel even better.
When he reaches the apex of your thighs, you flinch away and try to press your legs together. It’s useless, with Tetsutetsu so large between them. He looks at you curiously, with a nearly petulant expression. Despite your squirming, he holds your thighs wide open with his hands, your ankle falling off his shoulder, and looks at your pussy with great interest.
“Tetsutetsu, you shouldn’t,” you say to him, but you know he doesn’t understand.
If anything, the sound of his name spurs him on. His thumbs find their way to either side of your entrance, where you’re already gathering slick. You gasp and buck your hips up on instinct, causing the shark to quickly pull his hands away.
“I’m sorry,” you say, though you don’t really know what for. “I’m sorry, Tetsu…”
You lay back against the damp sand, eyes closed and chest heaving. It really has been a stressful few days, made even more overwhelming by the fact that you’re laying on a deserted beach, getting felt up and turned on by a shark.
Rough hands find their way back to you. Tetsutetsu pets your legs like he’s trying to soothe you, massages your thighs in the same way that felt so good before. You can tell that he’s more hesitant now, his motions slow and gentle, but that doesn’t stop his fingertips from moving higher and higher.
He says your name, and you open your eyes to look at him. His hands are grasping the top of each thigh, and he looks from your face, to your pussy, then back up again. A question.
You take one of his hands and put it against your entrance, silently letting him know that he can touch. His brows unfurrow and he smiles, the amiable expression back on his face, despite the unavoidable presence of large, sharp teeth.
Tetsutetsu uses both hands to part your folds, no longer hesitant. He plays with your labia, pinching, tugging. You squirm at the feeling, but try not to make too much commotion so that you don’t scare him off again. It just feels so good, teasing almost, him touching you so close to the places where you need him the most.
And then he touches your clit. You gasp, fingers digging into the damp sand around you. He does it again, harder, like he’s pressing a button. You roll your hips to try to get more friction, and when you do, he begins to massage circles with the pad of his large fingertip.
“Tet-su,” you moan, grinding your clit against his finger.
Another finger joins the first, and now he’s vigorously rubbing your clit with the two, keeping pace with your gyrating hips. His other arm is wrapped tight around your thigh, keeping you somewhat steady and spread open for him.
It’s not enough though. You need more. You grab his hand to stop him, causing him to object with a sound somewhere between a bark and a growl. You choose not to think about why the noise made your pussy clench and body shiver. Instead, you take one of his fingers and slide it into your soaking wet slit.
You curse and writhe at the feeling. His finger is so huge, it fills you up so nice. You rock your hips and, with your hold still on his hand, fuck yourself on his thick finger. Sliding it in and out, easier and faster as he gets the idea, and then he’s fucking you with it himself, pumping his finger in and out of you as your slick walls clamp down around it.
With your hand now free, you find your clit and start rubbing. You could almost scream in frustration at the feeling of sand that your hand brought with it, but you hastily wipe your hand on your wet shirt and then try again.
Between Tetsutetsu fucking you with his finger and you massaging circles in your clit, you feel like you’re about to explode. Your moans are drowning out the sounds of the waves lapping around the two of you, and Tetsu is making noises of his own - growling, groaning, rumbling out words that you wish you understood. It drives you closer and closer to the edge.
And then, with his free hand, the shark picks up one of your feet and brings it to his lips. He kisses your sole, right beneath your toes, then places your big toe in his mouth, with no regard to the sand or sea water on it. He sucks on it, then laps at the space between your big toe and the one right beside it, all while he continues to pound your soaking, squelching pussy with his finger.
You feel his teeth barely scrape across the sensitive underside of your toes, and that’s what pushes you over the edge. You call out his name, arching your back as something snaps inside of you, making your pussy gush and throb. You ride Tetsutetsu’s fingers through your orgasm, with him never losing his rhythm or slowing his pace. And even as you come down, the aftermath making you shiver, he still doesn’t stop until you grab his hand and coax his finger out of you.
The shark looks at his finger once he pulls out, admiring the slick coating it. Without hesitation, he puts it in his mouth, eyes widening as he tastes you on his digit. He sucks it clean, tongue swirling, then slides it out from between his lips, smiling at you in a way that makes you think that he’s nowhere near done with you yet.
Tetsutetsu licks his lips, eyeing your pussy, but before he can make his move, a noise comes in from the sea. You both turn toward it, and out in the distance you see a pop of red. A head full of bright red hair, you finally make out. Tetsutetsu says something to it that you don’t understand, loud enough to carry over the waves.
He turns back to you and says, “Kirishima.” As if that’s supposed to explain anything.
He flashes you that ever-present, sharp-toothed grin, then faces the sea again. When you, too, look in that direction, the red hair is gone. Instead, you see a ripple cutting through the waves. And a shark fin swiftly making its way to the shore.
a/n ::: apparently sharks have two dicks? so if Tetsu has two dicks and Kiri has two dicks that makes... 123 - 4! four dicks! r.i.p. your holes.
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#bnha#my hero academia#tetsutetsu tetsutetsu#kinktober#kinktober 2021#mdni#exophilia#sharks#tetsutetsu tetsutetsu x reader
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