#i fucking love fatgum
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aces and aros i need to check something
do y'all find yourself more attracted to fictional characters than actual people?
#i swear i will fall in love with fictional characters#but will have barely any crushes on real people#it's so fucking embarrassing when people are like who's your celebrity crush#and i have to pretend i'm not fantasising about fatgum or something--#asexual#ace#aromantic#aro#demisexual
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#I personally really like the baseball one#because fatgum is in it#i fucking love fatgum guys#bnha#boku no hero academia#mha#my hero academia#poll#polls
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TW: NSFW, dubcon/noncon, yandere
fem reader
Gentle giant but domineering as fuck - big bulky yanderes and their teeny tiny darlings. Soft sweet things who can't bring themselves to say or do anything but whine and wiggle when pinned with only one hand.
He keeps both your wrists above your heads while your tight little cunt is split apart by fat cock - making such a devastatingly pudgy belly bulge when nestled all the way inside your womb.
Stuffed up so good, you're left full-on panting from it - then driven to scream with tears when his chubby fingers run three rough pads over your little budding clit.
So cruelly overstimulated, you're shaking with curled toes, coiled so tightknit in your stomach, you're all but bursting when cumming.
Only able to clench on his stout member for purchase, making him chuckle to see you try so hard - struggling around his thickness as though it's not already deep inside you.
He only coos at you, voice soft and relaxed while fucking you deep and leisurely. "That's it, baby, cum on that cock. You know you love it. That's right, milk me, and I promise I'll fill you up with it soon."
Soon - being hours away.
BNHA – Bakugou, Deku, Kirishima, Enji, FatGum, AFO, All Might
JJK – Sukuna, Nanami, Geto, Toji, Kenjaku
HQ – Daichi, Iwaizumi, Matsukawa
BLLK – Kunigami
DS – Doma
HxH – Uvogin
ATSV - Miguel
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i seen a post that said:
You women shouldn’t ever experience a man talking you through it because yall will end up in love, not high school love but bat shit crazy in love w that man and he was meant to just be a sneaky link.
And let me just say —
The Men That Talk You Through It Even if They’re Your Sneaky Links:
Sanji, Nanami, Bokuto, Kuroo, Tengen, Shanks, Ben Beckman, Rayleigh, Killer, Fatgum, Gojo, Rengoku, Ace, Luffy, Zoro, Jean, Connie: They meant it. They know the consequence of talking you through it, hell they even do amazing aftercare. They can’t help their feelings for you EVEN THOUGH you both swear it’s just about sex. “That’s it baby.” “Just like that, mama.” “Fuck, you’re so pretty like this.” “I know, baby i know, look at me, princess.” “Good fucking girl, one more for me?”. Maybe with enough talk he’ll convince you to stay the night and be more than just an occasional hook up and an empty bed space when he wakes up.
Kageyama, Suna, Toji, Geto, Roger, Benimaru, Aizawa, Law, Kid, Sanemi, Giyuu, Levi, Eren, Reiner, Atsumu: They do it, but curse the fact that they did. It’s not that they don’t want to, but they refuse to allow feelings get in between what you both strictly agreed on. Yes. To some it’s just talking you through it, but sometimes, when he puts you on your back, finally coming to that 3rd orgasm, you have this dazed look in your eye, your tired and full of bliss he almost says the big three words. Dammit. He can’t deny himself to just speak and praise you as he cleans you up with his tounge. “You and i taste so good together.” “Fuck, the way you look at me is too good.” “That’s it, good girl just ride my fingers.” “C’mere.” Some nights he wants to get up and leave while you’re sleep in his arms, but his body just won’t let him. He loves your embrace in the morning.
#one piece smut#jjk smut#demon slayer smut#aot amut#black reader#one piece headcanons#one piece x female reader#one piece x black!reader#jjk x black reader#aot x black reader#demon slayer x black reader#mha smut#mha x black reader#jjk x fem!reader#haikyuu smut#haikyuu x black reader
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hawks, miruko, fatgum, midnight and eraserhead x vigilante reader
REPOST the original one got flagged as s3xu4l content even tho it's just fluff :(
vigilante reader is tame basically acting as a pro hero just without the license, mainly focusing on saving people, and therefore none of the heros reallu care. no warnings just pure fluff
hawks/keigo takami:
-keigo would be a vigilante if he wasn't taken in by the commission. 100% he would not have stopped saving lives even if he got in trouble for it. he might even fuck around and manage to get you an actual hero license if you want one, even a fake one to get out of trouble if you need it
-basically. even as the number two hero he's no snitch and in fact really respects what you do. you guys probably met trying to save the same civilian or something and hit it off immediately
-he lets you follow him on patrols, absolutely no fucks. almost everyone thinks you're just one of his sidekicks and you basically act as one without the hero license. would just use his feathers to carry you away from any particularly hard ass heros (cough endeavor cough) if he needs to
-doesn't have a lot of friends but the ones he does have know all about you (including everything keigo gushes to them about you ugh) and they also don't care, they trust him as a person and a hero so by default they trust you
-probably also insists on training you but most of your spars end up in making out because he has no self control when it comes to you but you're not complaining
-end of day routine with keigo would def start with you two dancing in keigos living room, he just sweeps you up and starts dancing out of no where, doesn't even need music, the sound of you laughing at his antics is music enough for him, you've come to expect it every day when he comes home and it's one of the things you miss most when he's gone on a longer mission
-your rough days always end with you flying, even if you can fly using your own quirk, there's something about being held to the chest of the man you love while he flys through the night sky, placing unwavering trust in him to not let you fall while you admire the stars always makes your heart full, and for keigos rough days, you always preen his feathers, he's not used to anyone touching them besides his fans grabbing at him, so nothing relaxes him more than the feeling of your fingers in his feathers, straightening and adjusting them for him as you go
miruko/rumi usagiyama:
-is so aggressively supportive of the vigilante thing she'd see you out beating the shit out of a villain and be like BEAT THEIR ASS BABE GET EM
-insists on you training with her. if you want to be a vigilante you gotta be in shape enough to go toe to toe with the number 5 pro hero
-absolutely kicks your ass in training but it's okay bc she gives you kisses every time you win a match <3
-if you're not immediately recognizable as a vigilante she Will take you to the boring hero shit she has to go with. no one's willing to get close enough to you besides hawks, because if you're with her she'll glare down anyone who tries to approach her and hawks is the only one brave enough to get closer (she also trusts hawks the most out of all of them and knows hes no snitch)
-has a sixth sense for when you're in trouble, so if you're ever in over your head in the same city as her ur opponent better start praying
-on especially hard days for you, rumi gives a mean back massage that leaves you putty in her hands, on rumis hard days you always do her hair. she finds it so relaxing and loves the styles you do on her and will proudly wear whatever you did as long as she can
fatgum/taishiro toyomitsu:
-taishiro is just That Guy yk u guys probably met because he picked you up by your scruff during a fight you were losing and he jumped in all heroic like *swoons*
-him being That Guy /pos and all his only reaction after dealing with the villain is to put you down and be like woah. hello person i have never seen in my life before this very second right now. you should hurry along i don't want any civilians caught in the cross hairs when the police arrive. anyway random stranger i've never seen ever you should totally come by my hero agency and train in case you know. you get caught close to another villain attack
-guys got a heart proportional to the rest of him how could you not do anything for him he's sunshine personified. if he said jump you'd ask how high he's just got that affect
-he's probably the most chill pro hero aside from like. aizawa. you know how like the bigger the dog the more chill they get (usually). yeah same affect with him he minds his business stays in his lane does heroic deeds on the reg yk
- his favorite thing to do with you is spend time with you laying on top of him <33 he usually takes up all the space on wherever he's lying but no complaints can be heard when you get to cuddle on top of him all night
-end of day routine with taishiro would pretty much be him coming home from work, flopping on the couch, and dragging you to lay on top of him to doze until the food he ordered arrives (even if you wanted to there's no way you could cook for tai after work, you'd have a hard enough time cooking for Any pro hero let alone one who's quirk is dependent on food)
-your rough days usually entail you crawling inside his shirts to be closer to him (in my mind his clothes are probably usually baggy because they need to be able to withstand his full size and after a day at work he'd probably be at least somewhat smaller) and him allowing you to curl up on him like a cat (he probably also pets ur hair like a cat but we don't need to mention that), his rough days probably entail something like baking treats together!! he seems like the kind of guy who really really enjoys quality time with a s/o and combining that with food? his bad day melts away immediately
midnight/nemuri kayama:
-honestly you're probably not even the first vigilante she's dated, if there's one thing nemuri is gonna do it's whatever the fuck she wants lmao
-she's def the type of person to be like rules are meant to be broken
-nemuri LOVES going out with you, you better pray you don't have a recognizable face because there's no way you're getting out of going out to dinner and her dragging you shopping and her showing you off any chance she gets(not that you'd want to get out of that stuff i mean. it's nemuri)
-nemuri prefers working night shifts even when not working at ua so she can force you to take a break when she takes hers and she always packs you food <3
-she also prefers night shifts so you both can protect each other, shadowing one another in case one of you gets over your heads, the other one never being too far
-she probably has a lot of cats and by default they're your cats so usually while nemuris gone at ua you're playing with her cats. (nemuri probably has hundreds of pictures of you with a cat on top of you after you fell asleep)
-her favorite time of day is when you're both home and sweaty from fighting, your end of day routine always starts with taking a bath together, washing grime off the other, using the tenderness to reset your minds after a long day
-she loves to pamper you, do your nails, face masks, anything you want ,and uses her quirk slightly on you after a particularly rough day, and for her rough days you always make sure she gets a foot massage and glass of wine with a book <3
eraserhead/shouta aizawa:
-same shit different day yeah? he probably mostly has vigilante friends if we're honest (aside from hizashi and nemuri of course)
-is definitely used to dealing with vigilantes both a professional and unprofessional sense, nothing you can do will shock him, and you can always count on him to save your ass when things go south, it's like he has a second quirk with the way he's able to sense when you're either about to do something stupid or about to die. usually both.
-you guys patrol at night together, you both prefer working when you know the other is somewhere nearby in case things go south, and more often than not you take cases on together (although Technically it's just him on the paperwork)
-omg what if you guys meet because he saw you feeding a cat and snuck up on you only for you to. notice him? holy shit?? you could sense his presence?? he was flabbergasted. that like never fucking happens
-end of day routine is you bullying him into a shower with you and him making you wash his hair as payment. literally a fucking cat. we both know he wouldn't shower after patrol alone he'd just go to sleep.
-your rough days always end up with you in a caterpillar looking ass sleeping bag with shouta but you'd have it no other way. his rough days are full of cat cafes. they just relax him like nothing else
#bnha x y/n#bnha x you#bnha x reader#hawks x y/n#hawks x reader#hawks x you#keigo takami x y/n#keigo x y/n#takami keigo x reader#keigo x reader#keigo x you#keigo takami x reader#keigo takami x you#miruko x reader#miruko x you#mirko x reader#mirko x you#mirko x y/n#rumi usagiyama x reader#fatgum x you#fatgum x y/n#fatgum x reader#taishiro x reader#toyomitsu taishirou x reader#aizawa x y/n#aizawa x you#aizawa x reader#midnight x reader#nemuri kayama x reader#shouta aizawa x reader
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BNHA Incorrect quotes#22 Simps-
On your...Hang out with Fatgum, you two went into an arcade and you won a prize for an all-you-can-eat buffet for Fatgum on his favorite buffet-
Fatgum: I'm so happy, I could kiss you!
Villain!Y/n: Um...Neat.
*later*
Villain!Y/n, lying face down on their bed: I said "Neat," Dave!?! Who the fuck says neat these days? It's not neat to say neat but I said it anyways because I'm fucking stupid!?!
Dave, reading a book: Don't beat yourself up too much, Boss. Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Remember what I did when Steve confessed his love for me?
Villain!Y/n*Blinks and looks up at him* Didn't you thank him?
Dave*closes the book and looks at the ceiling* I fucking thanked him
Say Hello to my precious babies OC's-
Dave(Short one, With rainbow color eyes): Is the Top Henchmen under your command...don't let his young age & adorable appearance fool you he TOP DOG for a reason...
Steve(I'm blue!~
Da ba dee da ba diIm blue doo bee~):...He is just Steve, and we love Steve in this organization...Our Vampire looking, himbo-
Do you guys want more of them?
Part 4 of :
#boku no hero academia#my hero academia#bnha#mha#mha x reader#mha x y/n#bnha x reader#bnha x y/n#bnha oc#mha oc#fatgum#fatgum x reader#fatgum x y/n#villain y/n#dave#steve#we love our henchmen#oc steve#oc dave#taishiro toyomitsu#taishiro toyomitsu x reader#taishiro toyomitsu x y/n#taishiro x reader#bnha fluff#mha fluff#mha incorrect quotes#bnha incorrect quotes#incorrect quotes
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Carry Me: Fatgum x Reader
Warnings: Rated R. This content is intended for readers 18 years or older. If you are a minor, do not interact.
Contains: GN!reader. Just a sweet gesture from Fatgum.
Author's Note: All characters are portrayed to be adults because I am an old fuck :)
"What a day," Fatgum had thought, holding your hand and guiding you through the city.
It hadn't been a particularly bad day. It had just been incredibly long, with Taishiro dragging you through several different sites on your visit to a new city. New restaurants, lots of cute little stores and boutiques, everything that Fatgum could think of when he was planning your weekend getaway. You'd gone on a swim that morning at the beach, followed by lunch and a long walk through town, trying on all the little sundresses you saw in the window. And Taishiro had been incredibly sweet, buying pretty much anything you wanted. You just wished he hadn't dragged you on sung a drawn out adventure today. Well, you couldn't even really say he dragged you, either. You had very clearly stated that you wanted to go with him. You were just exhausted and grumpy after your long day.
And he could tell. Taishiro watched as you stumbled along next to him, ready to settle down and take an afternoon cat nap. Fatgum, with his large frame and intense demeanor, softened at the sight as he tried to slow down for you. He felt at least a little guilty. He could have paced himself a little better so that you'd have time to rest between activities. He was just so excited! He loved going on these adventures, especially with you. You loved the beach. He knew you did. He picked this town specifically for its beautiful beach. But then after lunch, you just kept getting distracted by all the cute little sundresses in the shop windows. And how could he say no to you when you wanted something so simple?
But now, his excitement came back to bite him as your overly tired body trudged along next to him. He could hear the pavement sliding under your feet at you stumbled along.
Your body was so tired. Your legs and feet hurt from walking in sandals all day. Your arms and abs were sore from swimming in the ocean. Ideally, you wanted to just curl up in front of the TV and take a nap, but you would have settled for just sitting down for a minute to rest. You almost said something. You almost whined. But then you thought, what good would it do? Fatgum was so excited on this trip, you didn't think there would be any stopping him.
And just as you thought that, you felt his strong hands wrap around your waist and lift you up, as if you were made of feathers. "What--" you stammered as you were lifted into the air. Taishiro settled you on top of his shoulders and held onto you by your legs. You felt instant relief as you settled your weight onto him. You smiled instinctively. "That's better, huh?" he teased. "I thought you could use a rest."
You smiled at him again, unsure of what to say. Were you tired enough that your brain wasn't working? Nope. It was just him. You realized then that he had been paying attention. You should have just spoken up a long time ago. "Thank you," you finally decided to respond.
He carried you like that the rest of the walk to your hotel.
#mha#bnha#mha x reader#bnha x reader#mha fluff#bnha fluff#mha fatgum#bnha fatgum#fatgum x reader#fatgum x yn#fatgum#fatgum x you
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kirby’s kinktober (fifteen)
belly bulge//taishiro toyomitsu
warning: anatomically impossible. please suspend your disbelief, the man is 8 feet tall.
it’s lucky that Fatgum is so sweet because were he a man of less patience and kindness he could easily rip you apart.
it takes weeks of him driving you to orgasm after orgasm on his tongue and huge hands - making your tongue loll out and your eyes roll back as you twitch - just to loosen you up enough for his sweet, hot tip to scrape against your insides.
“aw buttercup.” he coos and kisses the side of your face as if he’s not opening you up to the biggest cock you’ve ever seen. “all those sweet little juices just f’r me? they look so pretty mixed up with all the pretty lube on yer hero’s cock.”
you hiccup out, barely able to talk or think at the stretch of just the first fat inch. it should be hot but it’s smothered in cool lube, a requirement in order for him to so much as think about fucking you.
“love being in your tight hole baby. you want to be the only one to ever take me all the way, my sweet girl?”
you nod with a whimper, plush sheets enveloping you from one side while his muscular frame pins you from the other, dripping sweat with a sweet smile despite the animalistic ways he’s holding you down. he makes you feel so small. “yes…fatsy, want it just for me.”
“then why don’t we make this a little easier on you.” he gets off of you and stands up, holding you like a precious doll in a way that makes you feel utterly tiny and weightless. your back against his chest, you swallow deeply.
maybe the doll comparison was apt.
he’s going to use you as a fuck toy.
you thank the gods above that he’s in his fit form, sure that the swollen tip of this size is already far too much for you.
“keep your pretty little legs open. ‘M not gonna drop ya - you just focus on sinking that pretty cunt onto this fat, fat cock and I’ll do all the work.”
honestly you don’t register a thing he says - you don’t know if it’s seconds, minutes or hours that are passing - brain and pussy both filled with the painful but utterly wondrous stretch of his monstrous cock.
that was the best word for it. monstrous. blessed with size by his quirk, taishiro was deeply afraid to hurt you but the fear melts in place of pleasure.
he can’t even tell that you’ve already cum by the time you reach the halfway point, too big to feel your tiny, stuffed cunt squeezing and shivering on him, love juices leaking down to his heavy balls which he slowly, achingly, finally slides you down to.
holy shit. you can’t think, you can’t move, you can’t breathe. (surely, you must be breathing otherwise your giant lover would have a panic attack and pull you off to shower you in aftercare - but even if you are breathing you can’t feel it.)
his tip is smushed to your cervix, a mixture of lube and precum sloppily covering the unbreachable hole. your back is arched, mouth open to scream despite nothing coming out.
you’re not even sure what would come out.
maybe something like “too big, too big, too BIG.” but even though the scary size has distended your stomach but making a curved protrusion it feels good. unspeakably, horrifyingly good. you’re a ragdoll of pleasure for and by your sweet, sweet husband.
“y’look so cute, my sweet treat. oh.”
his eyes light up with a torturously erotic look. “someone’s tummy can’t take it, huh? can ya tell where i am?” he teases, knowing your mind left the second he sank into you.
“tell me where I am, gumdrop.” you let out a warble, choked sob of a moan, uncontrollable tears on your cheeks. you can’t even say your own name.
“oh? need help pretty girl. ‘m right…” he traces the bulge in your tummy with his finger, landing and pressing his hand onto the outline of his creamy, ultra-thick tip
“here.” he chuckles, a bright golden smile beaming down on you as you lose it completely - shaking and squirting at the pressure in your stomach.
he doesn’t slide you off, letting you cockwarm like a living fleshlight, basking in the satisfaction.
“you did good, cutie pie. can’t wait to see how you cum if I actually start moving next time.”
#smut#fatgum x reader#fatgum#taishiro toyomitsu#taishiro x reader#mha#bnha#x reader#kirby’s kinktober#kinktober#october
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Pixie. Pixie PLEASEEEEEEE. Can I just get a taste of subby!Fatgum. Girl please, you need new people on that damn BNHA master list and I will give you the heaviest pictures I have of cannon accurate Toji cock, please I beg of you. You know what, I don’t even care if it’s sub or dom, I just want him
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MY BABY 🍄!! THANK YOU FOR THE LONG WAIT AND BEING SO PATIENT WITH ME! I FINALLY FINISHED IT! I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT😙🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽
WC: 1.2k+, Not proofread (as usual 😭)
CW: Pussy eating, kind of switch of power, mostly Service Top!Taishiro aka Fatgum, sex on the couch, unprotected sex (wrap it b4 you tap it)
18+ MDNI!!
When you told him to come give you a kiss, you meant a kiss on the lips of your face not the ones between your thighs. You had been happy to see him after he returned from the gym. The broad shoulder man always loved to work on his physique and spent hours there. His best reward was coming back to you after working hard and you would always greet him so sweetly.
But his favorite sweetness was your sweet pussy. He would convince anyone that your pussy was the healthiest meal for him. Your juices were an energy boost. A natural source of dopamine. You didn't even make it from the living room couch as he pushed you back and took you right there.
"Tai! Baby, aren't mmm aren't you tired?" You were met with a toothy grin.
"Not at all. Gotta eat to stay strong." He placed a kiss to your folds before running his tongue up your slit. Your juices were essential to his survival and he wouldn't waste a drop of them. Coating his tongue in them before wrapping his lips around your throbbing clit. The sucks he gave to your bud causes you to squirm and buck your hips to his face. He places a firm hand on your thighs keeping you spread for him. "Stop squirming. Let me enjoy my meal."
Taishiro always showed his love for eating, so it was no different when it was time for him to eat you out. He was moaning, pure bliss flowing through his veins from your taste. His dick stiffening as he licked another thick stripe up your folds. The roughness of his tongue against you forcing your voice to hum out through the room. The knot in your stomach tightening as he started scissoring his fingers in and out of you.
Your voice gave out before you could tell him you were releasing on his tongue. A high pitch squeal replacing the words you were about to moan out for the muscular man between your legs. He didn't need warning, he knew your body all too well. The fluttering of your walls around his thick fingers, the way your thighs flexed under his hands. He caught every drop that you gave him. He loved the taste of you and refused to lwt any go to waste. Taishiro's eyes rolled back at your juices hitting his tongue. His body felt charged as he tasted your climax.
"So good. My favorite. Good girl." He was speaking through licks as he helped you through your orgasm. He didn't let you calm all the way down before he was pulling off his pants and stroking his heavy cock. His cock was thick just like every other muscle on his body. Your lips were met with his as he slid into you. The taste of your release was still on his tongue as he swirled his with yours.
His dick was sensitive. The man truly loved eating you out, just being between your legs was enough to have him on edge. He was barley fully in when he let out a whine from you wrapping around him.
"Tai, aww my baby. Take it slow." You often would have to guide the beefy man through fucking you. His brain would turn to mush the minute your wet cunt sucked him in. Tai had great stamina, but your pussy did something to him. He could never hold out for long when it came to you. Your nails scratching down his back, the moans that left your mouth, your lips trailing his jaw as he delivered slow deep strokes to you. He couldn't help but always be ready to burst inside of you.
It didn't hell he had wired himself to only focus on your pleasure. He only wanted to fuck you how you wanted to be fucked. There was no pleasure in it if you weren't getting the pleasure you deserved. "Like this, baby?" He ached for your approval. Eyes locking with yours, searching for the answer he already knew but needed to hear.
"Y-yes! Tai, right there!" It was intense. You could never tell who was in control. He whined for you constantly but the way he fucked you always would remind you how big he is. He messed with your brain more than you messed with his. You could tell him anything to do and he would, but the pleasure he gave you by hitting the insides of your walls so perfectly made you clutch and beg for him more. Incoherent sentences flowing from your mouth as a large, veiny hand held your head up so he could stare into your eyes.
He took his free hand and lifted your leg higher, placing it over his shoulder. Your ankle being met with a sweet kiss from him as he watched your face morph into more pleasure. "You like that, pretty girl." It wasn't even a question at this point. More of a statement that he loved seeing you nod your head furiously as your breath caught in your throat every time he thrusted into you. Glossy eyes shined back to him as he released shaky breaths feeling your walls flutter again. He placed a thumb on your clit making a loud moan rise out of your chest.
Leaning closer to you with your leg on his shoulder still, he continues rubbing your clit as his other hand now tweaks your perk nipples. "Gonna cum for me, baby? Come on. Wet this dick up." Tai was playing with your body, working your sensitive spots as he was face to face with you. His hips grinding into you over and over making your eyes go cross. "Let me kiss you properly please? Give you the kiss you asked for early please." The switch between fucking you dumb then giving you the power would never make you tired.
Moaning out a yes to him as you opened your mouth for him. Tai loved getting your approval to love you right. He let spit drip out of his mouth and into yours before he locked lips with you. Pushing his tongue in and out, letting your saliva mix. The kiss heavy and moan broken. Clapping of your skin connecting at the hips and smacks of your lips sounded out as he fucked you into the couch.
It was when he hooked a hand under your hips and lifted you slightly that your back arched up higher and your head fell backwards. Your second orgasm rushed out of you. His tip hit that special spot deep inside you perfectly for the last time. Your moans went straight into his ear as he kissed your exposed neck. The twitches of your body being held in his hands.
When you started whimpering from oversensitivity he finally pulled out and released onto your soaked pussy. His milky white cum covering your cunt as he used his thick dick to spread it around. He loved making a mess of your cunt. Placing one last kiss to your lips, he lowered your hips back to the couch.
"Let me clean you up." Such a gentleman. A wonderful lover. The best you could ask for as he slipped back down between your legs and got to work licking your pussy again.
Taishiro loved eating your pussy.
Thoughts of a Slutty Virgin - 🧚🏽♀️
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I didn't really know him well so i had fun looking him up! Him so pretty yall!! Thanking my 🍄 nonnie for showing me him😙 thank 🍄 nonnie for being so patient with me too!😙🫶🏽
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Re-doing Aizawa and Yamada headcanons because my last ones kinda sucked!
(These are my personal headcanons so please no hate! Feel free to give constructive criticism tho)
Shota Aizawa
Aroace & Transmac
Autistic(undiagnosed)
Narcolepsy
Half Mexican, half Japanese
Can speak Spanish fluently
He can also speak English, but not very well(Yamada taught him)
Weirdly flexible
Can sleep anywhere at anytime
Dislikes sweets (Thinks they're too sweet)
Has scars all over his body
Not that great with technology and often needs Yamada’s help
His hair is tangled as fuck and he probably uses those 2-in-1 bottles of shampoo
When embarrassed, he hides most of his face in his binding cloth
Likes the sound of rain (hates thunder storms tho)
Left handed
Snores like a dad
Bad personal hygiene
Never gets scared or jumps when watching scary movies unless the movie is like really scary
Sneezes loud as hell and it scares the shit out of everyone around him
Pretty decent at singing and dancing
Takes "Kys" and "I'm gonna kms" jokes seriously
He can purr like a cat
Can see in the dark very well
His eyes glow red in the dark (he is not aware of this somehow)
^When getting a glass of whatever from the kitchen at night, sometimes another teacher will walk in and get the shit scared outta them when they see red glowing eyes
When they turn on the light, Aizawa will just be standing there, confused why they just screamed as if they saw a ghost
When he gets really mad, his hair starts floating a bit
Became friends with Fatgum 4 years before the final war arc
Hizashi Yamada
Bisexual, Asexual, Non-binary(He/They pronouns)
Adhd, diagnosed in early 20's
Half American, half Japanese
Fluent in English, Spanish, Mandarin, Italian, Korean, Chinese, and French
Wears hearing aids(went deaf along with his parents when he was born)
Really good at imitating sounds and voices
Can read lips
Knows ASL and JSL
Present Mic is a different person than Hizashi Yamada ('Present Mic' is a persona)
Great cook
Theatre kid
Enjoyer of musicals
Can play the bass at a professional level
There is not a single genre of music he does not listen to and will listen to anything
Drums his fingers on things when he's bored/as a stim
Has a habit of cracking his knuckles
Ambidextrous
Paints his nails (Either black or some bright, neon color he thinks is cool)
Says shit like "Radical", "Cowabunga", and "Awesome sauce" unironically
Always texts in all caps and doesn't use punctuation properly (When he's serious, he won't use all caps and will use proper punctuation)
Besties with Mirko (Became friends 3 years before the final war arc)
Can't tolerate spicy things, loves both sweet and sour things
Both
On Día de los Muertos, Aizawa and Yamada put up altars for Nemuri and Oboro
They have movie marathons sometimes. Most of the time, Aizawa falls asleep halfway during the movies
Yamada gossips about the students, teachers, etc. to Aizawa during lunch
I may or may not update this in the future, depending on if I can think of more headcanons
#Sorry if some of these suck lol I tried my best#aizawa shota#shota aizawa#aizawa shouta#shouta aizawa#bnha shouta aizawa#mha aizawa#bnha aizawa#eraserhead#eraser head#erasermic#hizashi yamada#yamada hizashi#mha hizashi#bnha hizashi#present mic#mha present mic#presentation michael#my hero academia#boku no hero academia#bnha#mha#trans aizawa
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MDNI ~ Multifandom NSFW Cuddle HCs ~ MDNI 18+ ~
Just for fun!! I can see multiple characters in multiple spaces with this one 💕 I did my best to make it gender neutral <3
The all-encompassing cuddle - gives their all, either spoons or wraps their legs and arms around you in varying tangled webs of love. Will stay like this all night if you are also just as comfy. Will stroke your hair and snuggle their nose into the crook of your neck, whispering sweet affirmations and praises, giving you kisses like they haven’t touched you in years. Also 1000% ready to cuddle-fuck at any point, though - they love the idea of snuggling up behind you and lazily pull your clothes down to gently slip inside and babble the most lovingly filthy things in your ear. “Mmm, you feel so good around me, baby,” they purr into your ear, thinking how they would stay like this all night, with your sweet moans filling the air
Izuku, toshinori, fatgum, shinsou, yuuji, sasha, hinata, kenma, jirou, armin, bertoldt, maybe.. reiner
The one with ulterior motives - okay, they love to cuddle and spoon when they’re in the mood, but they are way more handsy and more likely to grope and tease. While they are just as attached as the above type, they’re more likely to always take it further. They will grab at your ass when it’s sticking out, smacking it and pulling at your clothes with a devious look in their eyes. They love to mess with you and will often tickle you and maneuver you the way they want, grinding up against you. Very playful and upfront about what they want! When you’re spooning, their hands are cupping your chest or teasing a nipple, and their kisses are anything but innocent (definitely fond of marking as well~). They’ll slip their hands around to the front of you and slide their hands below, teasing you over your clothes and getting you worked up until they’re talking you through the most intense orgasm of your life. “That’s it, work those hips for me,” they groan, watching you slide up and down on them with a tortured pace. When its time to really sleep, they will snuggle for a while but tend to prefer less contact and will likely only be sleeping near you or with less contact.
Kirishima, denki, sero, hawks, mina, nishinoya, satoru, bokuto, kuroo, tendou, atsumu, jean, connie, possibly eren
The one who “doesn’t cuddle,” but will for you - you know the type. As a general rule they’re not PDA people, they’re not too outwardly affectionate or particularly loud about much. But when it comes to you? They’re more than happy to pull you into them, let you lay on their chest so they can just have you close. They stroke your hair and hold your hand as you two lay and talk or watch a movie. They will let you wrap yourself around them and be an ear when you need to talk about your day, humming in response. It’s intimate and loving, understated but so sincere. That’s not to say they aren’t thinking about turning you over, stripping you, and taking you right then and there, though. This type is the most likely to be holding back their desires and impulses in an effort to respect your cuddle time. But they are also the ones who constantly sneak glances at any exposed skin, or notice the way your lips move when you talk. They spend all day thinking about when they’ll get to touch you next, when they’ll be able to slowly take you apart with their tongue and fingers and come undone all over the sheets. “Be patient for me, baby,” they say as they think about how ruined you’ll be after they’ve made you come over and over. Sure, you might not end up cuddled up when you sleep, but you’ll be too fucked out to even realize
nanami, aizawa, bakugou, shoto, iida, ukai, tobio, ushijima, tsukishima, daichi, annie, levi, mikasa, eren, suguru
#my hero academia drabble#my hero academia#bnha#boku no hero academia#mha smut#bnha smut#aizawa shouta#hitoshi shinsou#bakugou katsuki#izuku midoriya#jean kirschtien#yuuji itadori#jjk gojo#jjk#aot#attack on titan#haikyuu#miya atsumu#tendou satori#tsukishima kei#my hero smut#kirishima eijirou x reader#kirishima eijiro#aizawa x reader#aizawa x y/n#sero hanta x reader#shinsou hitoshi#kirishima#kiriskali
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I'm Okay
Taishiro Toyomitsu (Fatgum) x AFAB!Reader (GN Pronouns)
Warning: angst (slight), office sex, fingering, squirting, pussy eating, unprotected sex, cream pie
A single text was the last contact you had with him, and it left you flooded with fear. 'Stay far away from down town. I'll meet you at your home when I can'. You knew he was facing an intense villain attack. It was all over the news. But even after the villain was subdued, you still hadn't heard from him.
You ignore his message, needing to see him now. Your relationship was still young, so this was the first time he had faced an intense fight while you had been dating. Fighting through the crowd of reporters outside his agency, you get to the lobby. A few recognize you, and try to stop you for questions. It was a miracle that you made it to the double doors of the building without throwing an elbow at a reporter trying to grab you.
A twinkling bell rings, letting the two interns standing guard know the door had been opened. "Hey! You can't be here!" Red Riot tries to stop you, not recognizing you right away. "It's Fatgum's order." He steps closer, reaching a hand out to stop you from passing by the desk. Pure adrenaline got you to this point through the crowd, you weren't about to sit and wait like a nobody.
"No offense, Eijiro, but I don't give a fuck. Now can you please step aside and let me see my boyfriend?" Struggling to keep your voice level, you look at the red head, locking eyes with him. You look between him and Suneater, almost challenging one of them to stop you now they know it is you.
Glancing at Suneater, he finally caves. "You keep watching, I'll take them back to Fatgum." He sighs before leading you up to his office. The halls seemed longer than usual as your anxiety and stress continue to build the longer you go without seeing him. Eijiro knocks firmly on the office door, wanting to get his attention.
"This better be important Red Riot." A tired voice calls out, the faint sound of shuffling can be heard before the door is unlocked and opened. "It better not be a reporter making Suneater freak out again. I don't think I can handle that today." The taller than average doorway is filled with a large man leaning against the frame for support.
You are greeted with the muscular form of your boyfriend. His clothing is torn and tattered, covered in a mix of blood, sweat, and dirt. The filth on his face was smeared, as if he was in the process of washing it off when he opened the door.
"Sorry... They um... didn't want to wait." Stepping aside, Taishiro is finally able to see you. His shoulders relax and he moves to let you enter the office.
"I'm sorry for the way I acted, and could you tell Tamaki I'm sorry too? I shouldn't have reacted so harshly when you were just doing what you were told." You keep your voice low, now feeling embarrassed by how aggressive you were when you entered the building.
"Thank you for bringing them here. Just a bit longer and I'll come down to talk to the press." He assures him, giving him a tired smile before shutting the door again. He stands with his hand on the door looking at you for a few seconds. "We will talk about you not listening to me later. I shouldn't have to worry about the press tearing you apart to ask questions after dealing with a villain."
His tired body passes by you, slumping down in his desk chair, looking at the mess of bandaids and antiseptic gels. Grabbing a wet rag from a bowl of warm water, he rings it out. He looks into a small mirror and starts cleaning his face again. Guilt twists like a knife in your gut, and you move closer to his desk. "Can I help you? I was just so worried." Your voice feels small as you speak.
"Actually, I would love that." Sensing how bad you feel, he flashes you a quick smile, rolling his chair back to make space for you. Moving in front of him, you clear the mess of papers and sit down on top of his desk. Spreading your legs, you make space for him to slide between them to get closer to you again. He hands you the rag, still wet with hot water. Leaning forward, you let your body hover just above him.
You gently dab the cuts and scrapes littering his pale skin. His eyes fall closed, letting you clean the dirt from his face. Your free hand rests on his shoulder to stabilize yourself as you meticulously clean the bleeding areas. Switching to the gel, you carefully apply it to the deeper gashes. Once you are sure that everything has been cleaned, you press your lips to his. Not expecting the soft feeling of your mouth, his eyes open quickly.
"I'm sorry. I couldn't resist. Seeing you all beaten up scared me. I needed to know that you were still my Taishiro under these injuries." You set your hand on his cheek, your thumb brushing small strokes. You're careful not to rub against a bruise on his jaw. A large hand rests on yours.
"Hey. It's just a few bumps and bruises. Nothing changed. This happens from time to time. I shouldn't have worried you by sending that text then not reaching out when I got back to my office. I'm still getting used to having someone else worry about me." His golden eyes lock with yours, trying to give you comfort. "I just knew I wanted you far away from any danger. I didn't stop to think that you would be freaking out until you heard from me again."
"It's not your fault. I knew what I was in for when I started dating a pro hero. Now, I think I've gotten your face patched like it should be. Do you mind if I look at the rest of your body? I can see a nasty looking cut on your shoulder. Could you please take this off?" Your hands trail down the solid muscles of his chest, grabbing the rag and dipping a clean corner into the cooling water. He shrugs the tattered and torn remains of his jacket off, letting it fall to the floor to give you access to his torso. Even the undershirt he wore was barely intact enough to stay in his body. "I wish I knew it was that easy to get you out of your clothes." You say under your breath, only half aware that he can hear you.
"All you ever need to do is ask nicely. Please and thank you go a long way, my love." He flashes you his beautiful smile, attempting to hide the wince as you clean the deep cut. Reaching down, you set one of his hands on the fat of your thigh. "Huh? What are you doing?"
"Squeeze my thigh like a stress ball if it hurts too much. You don't need to pretend to be fine around me." You try to ignore the way his huge hand easily covers most of your plush thigh. Applying more pressure to his cut, you feel his fingers tentatively tighten, testing if he would hurt you. "That's it. I just need to apply a bandage, then I can clean the minor scrapes and you're all done." Pressing firmly on the wound to properly apply the bandage, he grips down tighter on your thigh. "Are you still doing ok?"
His knuckles go white from the grip he has on the fat of your thigh. "It doesn't hurt. But dammit. I wasn't expecting it to feel so good when I squeezed your body. You didn't even react." He forces his hand to relax, looking up to your face.
"I told you that you could use me as a stress ball. I've got a high pain tolerance." You keep your voice gentle to reassure him. He lifts his hand to run it through his messy hair. "Is everything ok?"
"I know we agreed to wait. But seeing you on my desk, leaning so close to me, telling me to use you as a stress ball... Well it's getting hard to resist you. All I can think about is pushing those soft thighs to your chest while I work you open on my cock." His face flushes red with embarrassment as he confesses. "I would never do that without your approval, but I don't want to keep it a secret how I feel about it or how badly I want you right now."
With the fear of his well being finally gone, you are able to take in the tent that had formed in his loose fitting hero pants. You couldn't deny you wanted him too. The thoughts had been creeping into your mind the entire time you had been cleaning him up, but you didn't want to take advantage of his shaken state of mind by throwing yourself at him. "Is this the best time? I mean you have all those people outside waiting for you. And your interns. I don't want to keep them waiting." Your voice comes out as ramblings, trying to rationalize this.
"The press will get bored soon enough. I can send a message to the boys telling them they can take the back exit and leave whenever they want. I never make them stay to talk to the press unless they want to. I don't want to overwhelm Suneater with that just yet. They won't be suspicious of anything." He explains, his face suddenly falling. "I'm not trying to pressure you into this. I just wanted to make sure you know those things won't be an issue."
Your throat feels dry as you try to speak. "Y-you want me? Right now, I mean. Even after getting injured? You must've used so much energy expelling all that fat. I would understand if you're not really in the mood." You continue rambling until two large hands grab your thighs and pull your ass to the edge of the desk.
"You're so cute when you ramble, but I'd much rather have your lips against mine." Your hands meet his broad chest as your body falls towards him. Leaning closer to you, his lips catch yours, tasting like sugar. You don't fight him, though you remain aware of where your hands are sitting so you don't irritate any of his injuries further. His hands fumble their way up your thighs, thick fingers hooking under the elastic of your lounge pants. "Lift up." He instructs against your lips, unable to bear to break the kiss any longer than the brief moment.
Tentatively, you lift your ass just enough for him to get the waistband of your pants around the curve of your ass. It takes effort to pull yourself away from the kiss, shallow pants leaving your kiss-swollen lips. Your skin starts to stick to the wooden surface of the desk as soon as it touches. It was in this moment, where you no longer had the material of your pants, when you remember you had been in such a rush to get here, you never put panties on. The slick from your cunt starts to puddle beneath you.
"You seem excited, and I haven't even taken my pants off. Though it's a good thing you're this wet. It'll make it easier for you to take me." His calloused thumbs rest on either side of your lips, spreading you open to give him a better view of your clit. The cool air sends a chill down your spine and you find it increasingly difficult to keep from fidgeting. One of his index fingers gathers your slick before easing its way to massage your deepest nerves. "That's it. Good job. Just relax for me and I'll make you feel so amazing." His voice is soft as he showers you with praises, his middle finger nudging against your entrance.
Your hands fall back to brace yourself on the desk, soft moans leaving your lips as your breathing becomes labored. His thumb circles around your clit, occasionally brushing over it directly to make your body jolt. When his ring finger breaches your slick wall, electric waves course through your body. He doesn't stop his movements, letting your pussy clench around his thick fingers. The hand that had been teasing your clit moves higher, pressing down lightly just above your pelvic bone through the fat of your stomach.
You don't have time to feel insecure as his fingers buried deep inside you curl up as if they were trying to touch his palm. The hand pushing down lightly adds even more stimulation to your g-spot, pressure building on your core. It doesn't take long before the pressure hits its peak and you feel as if you're going to bust.
"Tai~ you gotta stop. It's too much." You gasp out, trying to find the strength to push him away. A chuckle leaves his lips as his fingers quicken. His golden eyes focus on you, taking in the way you thrash around, begging for him to stop so you don't make a mess. Something unlocks within him and he can't help but imagine how pretty you would look crying from pleasure.
"Just let go. Stop holding back. I know you can do it for me, my pretty little one. You trust me, right?" He coos, only picking up the pace when you grab his wrist. Around his fingers, clear liquid gushes out, soaking his hand and the desk beneath you. He is reluctant to remove his hand, but he is too greedy and impatient. His head dives between your thighs, all previous injuries and exhaustion long gone as he laps up the taste of you. The sounds that leave your mouth are heaven to him, only encouraging him to ignore the hand tugging his hair in an attempt to separate him from your sensitive core.
It's not until your hand travels through his hair, brushing against a bandage that he pulls away. The pains from before slowly ebbing back to the front of his mind. Catching your breath, you sit up enough to look at him. Through his torn and tattered pants, you can see the obvious erection fighting to get freed. He sees where your attention has landed, and his face turns a deep shade of red.
"May I remove your pants?" You bat your lashes at him, seeing his slight hesitation. His large frame shifts nervously in his desk chair before letting his desires get the best of him. He finally nods and guides your smaller hands over his bulge. Just knowing it is you touching him is nearly enough to have his seed spilling into his clothing. You are delicate with everything you do, unzipping his pants and tugging them enough to free his leaking cock.
You were prepared for him to be large. Even in his thin form, he was over 220cm. But you were shocked by how pretty it was. His tip was a deep shade of red, matching the color on his face. Drops of precum leak out of his tip, allowing you to use it as lube as you pump the length slowly. The skin along his shaft felt so warm and soft in your hand. The tuft of blonde hair at the base was trimmed to keep it manageable, leading its way up to disappear under the remaining pieces of his shirt. Your head starts spinning and you release the breath you didn't realize you had been holding.
"Don't make me wait. I'm dying to feel myself buried inside you. I don't think I'll be able to last." He groans through gritted teeth, heels digging into the ground to keep from fucking into your small hand. "Your hands feel so good. I bet your pussy will feel addicting." The moans leaving his lips made it hard for you to stop. You just want to focus on the sounds he is making, and to feel him spill his seed in your hand. He can see it in your eyes that you don't plan on stopping, so he grips your wrist. He easily overpowers you, prying your hand off his twitching cock.
"No!" You look at him with your bottom lip jutting out. You were right there. Just a few more pumps and you would have felt the sticky cum you were desperate for. His hands grab your thighs and drags you off the desk so you fall in his lap.
"What are you whining for? I was the one with the denied orgasm." He lovingly teases you in an attempt to distract you from his large tip easing between your lips. Your eyes lock with his, and the golden eyes are hazy with need. Hooking your legs over the arms of the chair, he eases you down in him. "I'm going to push in now, ok sugar?"
It takes insane patience on his part, fighting the urge to slam into you, and fill you with his cum. You aren't sure how long it took, but eventually, your cunt is stretched wide around him. His tip kisses your cervix and you dare to look down. The sight between your legs was nearly enough to make you cum. Only half his shaft is able to squeeze inside you. Your slick drips down the rest of his length, making his lap wet.
"I... Oh fuck... I was so right about how good you feel. I don't think I'm going to last." His head falls back, bruised chest rising and falling rapidly. With his feet planted flat on the floor, he thrusts into you. You roll your hips slowly, already falling over the edge and clenching hard around him as you cum. Your orgasm triggers his, and you feel painfully full of his seed, pushing your stomach out. His shaking hands lift you off of him and place you back on the desk. Being moved away causes your stomach to drop and you reach out to him.
"Aw. Don't be like that, sugar. I'm not leaving you. But I do need to eat to regain my strength. And it just so happens that you can help with that. After all, cream pie is my favorite dessert." He winks up at you.
#mha#mha smut#bnha#bnha smut#my hero academia smut#my heroe academia#boco no hero academia smut#boco no hero academia#taishiro toyomitsu#taishiro Toyomitsu smut#fatgum#fatgum smut
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fatgum boyfriend/affection headcanons
He's a real sweetheart and he's very open about both his intentions and his affections. If he likes you, he's going to show it! One of his love languages is gift giving: it always seems like he has a little something to share with you. It varies from something as little as a candy in his pocket to something he saw you admire absently on a walk. He likes to share whatever good things happen to him with you!
Likes to hold hands with you a lot and loves how his big hand envelops yours. Does a little swing when you guys walk together even during the times when he's on patrol. The only time he gets really shy is asking for a kiss goodbye-- he's gotta have it, otherwise the day just won't go right!
Bear hugs you ALL the time. One of his favorite things in the world is to just pick you up, swing you around a little bit, and just squeeze you. Sometimes you'll just be doing something unrelated and he can't help but go and give you a quick squeeze to recharge.
Sorry everybody but if you prefer thin Fatgum, the relationship is NOT going to work. He likes himself fat! That's him at his best, at his peak, and he won't compromise himself for anyone else. When he's thin, it's a sign of him struggling or that he's just had a completely harrowing time. Love him big or move along 😤
Being as all around big as he is (8 foot 3-- his ass is NOT fitting in a prius), he prefers outdoor dates. Walks in the park, street fairs, things like that. ESPECIALLY in his hometown, since he's friends with absolutely everyone, you're going to get adopted by approximately 78 different aunties and uncles running restaurants, stalls, and corner shops. Congratulations, there's no way you're walking anywhere without getting some kind of produce to take home.
He's got a great sense of humor and one of the most attractive things to him is someone who knows how to laugh, and how to make him laugh. The way to his heart is to lift his up! He can't help reaching out to shy or gloomy people either, since he likes to make them smile and happy as well. Sometimes a shy smile is all it takes to make his day, so don't be discouraged!
He likes to tease more than that innocent smile of his lets on. No more than you or anyone can take, but he really likes it if you get flustered or playfully bat at him to cut it out!! "I can't help it if you give me that look!" He grins and nuzzles his face to yours.
Guy who can must and will fall asleep immediately if you play with his hair. It's very soft, so you should do this anyways or you're missing out. He also loves to let you nap on his stomach, or lay on his back while he works out doing push-ups and stuff. He's fucking STRONG, man.
Popular with kids and loves 'em. If you have any younger family members he is going to juggle them in the air with ease (and everyone's permission) and just delight in how much they giggle and laugh. Could very easily just spend a whole day just like this.
While he's a gentle giant, he's not above literally throwing his weight around to get you places. Fataxi privileges, you're going to have the best view at any music festival...though everyone else hates your guts LOL. let them be mad.
#mha headcanons#bnha headcanons#fatgum x reader#taishiro toyomitsu x reader#mha x reader#bnha x reader#gender neutral reader
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bnha pro heros with a vigilante s/o
aizawa, hawks, midnight, fatgum, miruko
vigilante reader is a pretty tame vigilante they pretty much just do heroic deeds but without a license so no one really cares much since ur not hurting anyone besides some bumps and scrapes, probably ooc? idk this is how i see them, not proofreading so if it sucks my bad, no warnings for anything i don't think, it's just fluff
midnight/nemuri:
-honestly you're probably not even the first vigilante she's dated, if there's one thing nemuri is gonna do it's whatever the fuck she wants lmao
-she's def the type of person to be like rules are meant to be broken
-nemuri LOVES going out with you, you better pray you don't have a recognizable face because there's no way you're getting out of going out to dinner and her dragging you shopping and her showing you off any chance she gets(not that you'd want to get out of that stuff i mean. it's nemuri)
-nemuri prefers working night shifts even when not working at ua so she can force you to take a break when she takes hers and she always packs you food <3
-she also prefers night shifts so you both can protect each other, shadowing one another in case one of you gets over your heads, the other one never being too far
-she probably has a lot of cats and by default they're your cats so usually while nemuris gone at ua you're playing with her cats. (nemuri probably has hundreds of pictures of you with a cat on top of you after you fell asleep)
-her favorite time of day is when you're both home and sweaty from fighting, your end of day routine always starts with taking a bath together, washing grime off the other, using the tenderness to reset your minds after a long day
-she loves to pamper you, do your nails, face masks, anything you want ,and uses her quirk slightly on you after a particularly rough day, and for her rough days you always make sure she gets a foot massage and glass of wine with a book <3
miruko/rumi:
-is so aggressively supportive of the vigilante thing she'd see you out beating the shit out of a villain and be like BEAT THEIR ASS BABE GET EM
-insists on you training with her. if you want to be a vigilante you gotta be in shape enough to go toe to toe with the number 5 pro hero
-absolutely kicks your ass in training but it's okay bc she gives you kisses every time you pin her <3
-if you're not immediately recognizable as a vigilante she Will take you to the boring hero shit she has to go with. no one's willing to get close enough to you besides hawks, because if you're with her she'll glare down anyone who tries to approach her and hawks is the only one brave enough to get closer (she also trusts hawks the most out of all of them and knows hes no snitch)
-has a sixth sense for when you're in trouble, so if you're ever in over your head in the same city as her ur opponent better start praying
-y'all's end of day routine always starts with rumi ranting about her day while you cook dinner for the both of you, then it's your turn to rant while she cleans the dishes after dinner
-on especially hard days for you, rumi gives a mean back massage that leaves you putty in her hands, on rumis hard days you always do her hair. she finds it so relaxing and loves the styles you do on her and will proudly wear whatever you did as long as she can
hawks/keigo:
-keigo would be a vigilante if he wasn't taken in by the commission. 100% he would not have stopped saving lives even if he got in trouble for it. he might even fuck around and manage to get you an actual hero license if you want one, even a fake one to get out of trouble if you need it
-basically. even as the number two hero he's no snitch and in fact really respects what you do. you guys probably met trying to save the same civilian or something and hit it off immediately
-he lets you follow him on patrols, absolutely no fucks. almost everyone thinks you're just one of his sidekicks and you basically act as one without the hero license. would just use his feathers to carry you away from any particularly hard ass heros (cough endeavor cough) if he needs to
-doesn't have a lot of friends but the ones he does have know all about you (including everything keigo gushes to them about you ugh) and they also don't care, they trust him as a person and a hero so by default they trust you
-probably also insists on training you but most of your spars end up in making out because he has no self control when it comes to you but you're not complaining
-end of day routine with keigo would def start with you two dancing in keigos living room, he just sweeps you up and starts dancing out of no where, doesn't even need music, the sound of you laughing at his antics is music enough for him, you've come to expect it every day when he comes home and it's one of the things you miss most when he's gone on a longer mission
-your rough days always end with you flying, even if you can fly using your own quirk, there's something about being held to the chest of the man you love while he flys through the night sky, placing unwavering trust in him to not let you fall while you admire the stars always makes your heart full, and for keigos rough days, you always preen his feathers, he's not used to anyone touching them besides his fans grabbing at him, so nothing relaxes him more than the feeling of your fingers in his feathers, straightening and adjusting them for him as you go
fatgum/taishiro:
-taishiro is just That Guy yk u guys probably met because he picked you up by your scruff during a fight you were losing and he jumped in all heroic like *swoons*
-him being That Guy /pos and all his only reaction after dealing with the villain is to put you down and be like woah. hello person i have never seen in my life before this very second right now. you should hurry along i don't want any civilians caught in the cross hairs when the police arrive. anyway random stranger i've never seen ever you should totally come by my hero agency and train in case you know. you get caught close to another villain attack
-guys got a heart proportional to the rest of him how could you not do anything for him he's sunshine personified. if he said jump you'd ask how high he's just got that affect
-he's probably the most chill pro hero aside from like. aizawa. you know how like the bigger the dog the more chill they get (usually). yeah same affect with him he minds his business stays in his lane does heroic deeds on the reg yk
- his favorite thing to do with you is spend time with you laying on top of him <33 he usually takes up all the space on wherever he's lying but no complaints can be heard when you get to cuddle on top of him all night
-end of day routine with taishiro would pretty much be him coming home from work, flopping on the couch, and dragging you to lay on top of him to doze until the food he ordered arrives (even if you wanted to there's no way you could cook for tai after work, you'd have a hard enough time cooking for Any pro hero let alone one who's quirk is dependent on food)
-your rough days usually entail you crawling inside his shirts to be closer to him (in my mind his clothes are probably usually baggy because they need to be able to withstand his full size and after a day at work he'd probably be at least somewhat smaller) and him allowing you to curl up on him like a cat (he probably also pets ur hair like a cat but we don't need to mention that), his rough days probably entail something like baking treats together!! he seems like the kind of guy who really really enjoys quality time with a s/o and combining that with food? his bad day melts away immediately
eraserhead/shouta:
-same shit different day yeah? he probably mostly has vigilante friends if we're honest (aside from hizashi and nemuri of course)
-is definitely used to dealing with vigilantes both a professional and unprofessional sense, nothing you can do will shock him, and you can always count on him to save your ass when things go south, it's like he has a second quirk with the way he's able to sense when you're either about to do something stupid or about to die. usually both.
-you guys patrol at night together, you both prefer working when you know the other is somewhere nearby in case things go south, and more often than not you take cases on together (although Technically it's just him on the paperwork)
-omg what if you guys meet because he saw you feeding a cat and snuck up on you only for you to. notice him? holy shit?? you could sense his presence?? he was flabbergasted. that like never fucking happens
-end of day routine is you bullying him into a shower with you and him making you wash his hair as payment. literally a fucking cat. we both know he wouldn't shower after patrol alone he'd just go to sleep.
-your rough days always end up with you in a caterpillar looking ass sleeping bag with shouta but you'd have it no other way. his rough days are full of cat cafes. they just relax him like nothing else
#bnha x you#bnha x y/n#bnha x reader#aizawa x y/n#aizawa x reader#aizawa x you#aizawa shouta#hawks x reader#hawks x you#keigo x y/n#keigo x reader#keigo x you#keigo takami#takami x reader#miruko x reader#miruko x you#miruko#miruku#miriko#rumi usagiyama x reader#rumi x reader#fatgum x you#fatgum x y/n#fatgum x reader#midnight x reader#nemuri kayama#nemuri x reader#nemuri kayama x reader#toyomitsu taishirou x reader#taishiro x reader
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Masterlist
Rules about requesting
Genshin Impact
Their Voicelines about you (as their crush)
Their Voicelines about you (as their sister)
Genshin Impact x Daughter reader (They save you) pt 2
Genshin Impact x Daughter reader (They save you)
Venti falling for reader who is a bard and a warrior
Come Back
Genshin Impact characters react to your death
Subtle affection
Falling For a Mortal
I’m Pregnant
Regrets
Holding You For The First Time
Dating Them (Mondstat Boys)
Dating them (Liyue Boys)
Who Babysits You
Soft Moments (Sister reader)
First Word (Daughter reader)
You come back injured
Instincts (Tighnari x pregnant reader)
Brother’s Blessing
Years Later
A bit Overprotective
I Failed
Reader who’s like Tanjiro
Zombie Sibling
Zombie Sibling pt 2
Reader who’s similiar to Toga
Reader who’s similiar to Nezuko
Not So Unlucky
Dating the Mondstat Women
Alhaitham Brainrot
Scaramouch x Puppet sibling reader (drabble)
Hands Off
Cyno x Adepti reader
Saving You From A Creep
Sick (Tighnari x reader)
Plus sized reader
Baizhu as a dad
The Way Things Used To Be (Diluc and Kaeya x sister reader)
They Save you from a creep (PT 2)
Zhongli as a dad
Breaking Point (Pt2 of The Way Things Used to Be)
Diluc Big Brother Headcanons
Kaeya Big Brother Headcanons
Albedo Big Brother Headcanons
Platonic Headcanons (Lyney and Lynette)
Voicelines about you (Lyney and Lynette Platonic)
Voicelines about you (Diluc’s sister reader)
Slowly But Surely (A Sequel to Breaking Point)
Little Things They Love About You
Romantic Headcanons (Lyney)
Being Neuvillette’s Younger Sister
This Isn’t Goodbye
Married Life With Them
Who did this? (Genshin men x reader)
Married Life With Them (PT2)
Mika Having A Crush On You (Diluc’s Sister Reader)
Nightmare (Genshin Impact x sister reader)
Being Wriothesley’s younger sister
Seeing You on Your Wedding Day
Stalker (Diluc and Kaeya x sister reader)
I didn’t Even Get to Say Goodbye
Happy Family (Neuvillette x reader)
A Fatal Decision (Diluc and Kaeya x sister reader final part)
Voicelines about you (Kaeya’s sister reader)
Diluc and Kaeya x sister reader (Hairy Potter inspired au)
Wanderer x sick younger sister reader
Reunited
Just Like You (Navia x sister reader)
Taking a Break (Tighnari x reader)
Meeting Your Abusive Ex
Seeing You Dressed Up For the First Time
A Quiet Night at Sea (Kazuha x reader)
Comedic Mishaps (Itto x FEM reader)
Onikabuto Battle (Itto x sister reader)
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My Hero Academia
Should’ve Done Better
Midnight Headcanons
Present Mic Headcanons
Shota Aizawa Headcanons
Catcalled
Visiting Your older brother in UA
Class 1A with a reader who had depression
Katsuki Bakugo Headcanons
Izuku Midoryia Headcanons
Too Little, too late (pt2)
Too little, too late
Being Fatgum’s Daughter and having a crush on Kirishims
Let me see your scars
The rain is beatiful, isn’t it
I’ll keep you warm
I think I might like you
What’s your relationship with her?
Can I draw on your cast?
Stop squishing my cheeks so much
When was the last time you slept?
You’re so cute
I’ve been waiting so long
Where were you last night?
Can we play this song at our wedding?
Stop pouting
You’re so cute when you’re frusturated
Did you know I love you?
You’re an idiot
I told you I’d come home to you
I know you’re in there somewhere
Empty sheets
You’re cold, take my jacket
You’re pretty
Is that blood?
You’re so comfy
Come here
Go to sleep
In my eyes, you’re perfect
Can I kiss you?
You’re my home
Crumpled Letter
You’ve lost my trust
I told you not to fall in love with me
No, I’m not ok
The way things used to be
Please, just smile
Oh look, mistletoe
Go on, open it
You have a beautiful smile
Abused student
You look amazing
Is that my hoodie?
Marry Me
You’re my everything
God, you’re really fucking bleeding
I didn’t want you to see me like this
Rody falls for a UA student
Spider quirk (Villain)
Spider quirk
Big Brother Headcanons (Izuku Midoryia)
Big Brother Headcanons (Katsuki Bakugo)
Big Brother Headcanons (Shoto Todoroki)
Hawks with a cuddly S/O
Dabi with a cuddly S/O
League of villains with a child who came from a bad home life
Big three dating headcanons
Bakusquad dating headcanons
Dekusquad dating headcanons
Poly relationship headcanons
Eri meets reader who has wings
Class 1A with reader who has wings
Father Headcanons
Escaping with Eir
Relationship Headcanons (female)
Insecure S/O
Izuku and Katsuki’s childhood friend
League of villains dating headcanons
Reaction to your death
Reaction to your death pt2
When they’re jealous
Bullied
The League of villains take you in (Child reader)
The League of villains take you in (Child reader) Pt 2
You’re the traitor
Dating headcanons Mirkou and Hawks
Subtle Affection
Reader who’s similiar to Scaramouch
A Familiar Song
A reader similar to Dottore
S/O with social anxiety
A Familiar Song (PT2)
Reader who ends up in the hospital
I’m Sorry
Class 1A x Mitsuri reader
Shape-shifting reader
A S/O Who’s Always Sleepy
Being the Oldest Todoroki Daughter
Having a Civillain S/O
Aizawa x Socially Anxious Student
Homemade Lunch (Aizawa x reader)
S/O with an Eldritch Horror quirk (Mirkou x reader)
Talk to Me (Aizawa x daughter reader)
A S/O similar to Mitsuri
Mr. Compress x Carmella reader
Close Call (Aizawa x daughter reader)
The League of Villians with a civilian partner
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Secret affair
Chapter 14
Chapter 13
Chapter 12
Chapter 11
Chapter 10
Chapter 9
Chapter 8
Chapter 7
Chapter 6
Chapter 5
Chapter 4
Chapter 3
Chapter 2
Chapter 1
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Misplaced
Chapter 13
Chapter 12
Chapter 11
Chapter 10
Chapter 9
Chapter 8
Chapter 7
Chapter 6
Chapter 5
Chapter 4
Chapter 3
Chapter 2
Chapter 1
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The wilted rose
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
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The League of villains in one piece
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
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Danganronpa
Love at first sight (Danganronpa 2)
Love at first sight (Danganronpa)
Danganronpa Character react to you getting murdered
Reader who’s like Hu Tao
Makoto x Ultimate veternarian reader
Fuyuhiko x Ultimate therapist reader
Alladin AU
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Demon Slayer
Tanjiro Headcanons
Nezuko Headcanons
All For You
Starry Night
I’m gonna marry you someday
Keep you safe
Uzui’s younger sister
Oh my god, is that you?
I can take care of myself
You get turned into a demon
The fourth wife
Demon Child
Sibling Headcanons
Touch Starved
I’ll Always Find You
Daki and Gyutaro’s little sister
The Red Light District
The Red Light Distric (Pt 2)
Hashira Dating Scenarios
Their Sister has a crush on Tanjiro
Demon Child Reader
Half-demon reader
You Save Their life (Demon reader)
You Get Seriously Injured (Sister reader)
Demon reader is killed (Demons x reader)
Tengen x Chaotic Teen Reader
Faded Memories (Muichiro x sister reader)
Reader who can talk to animals
The last time he saw her (Giyu x reader)
Genya Dating Headcanons
Obanai as Your Older Brother
Obabai Reacting To Zenitsu Having a Crush on His Younger Sister
Rengoku Drabble
Tanjiro’s Hashira Older Sister
Safe and Sound (Rengoku x FEM reader)
Muichiro x Sailor Moon reader
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The Sound Pillar’s Sister
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
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Blue Exorcist
Yukio with a doctor/exorcist foster mom
You can’t just shut me out
Rin as a boyfriend
Being Rin and Yukio’s little sister
Rin with a chubby s/o
You’re Safe Now (Rin x fem reader)
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RDR2
Modern Reader with tattoos
Modern reader
Micha
Riding Lessons
First Impressions
Part of the gang
Saviors
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Soul Eater
The replacement
Well, shall we?
Soul realizes he has a crush on you
S/O Has Hetorochromia
Twin Headcanons
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Pokemon
Pokemon Legend arceus angst
Sister Headcanons
You Get Seriously Hurt
The Trouble Triplets defend reader
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Tokyo Ghoul
What have I done?
Don’t Touch Her
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Supernatural
Getting hurt on a hunt
Being Sam and Dean’s younger sister
Dumbass
Dumbass pt 2
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John Wick
Boogyman
Boogyman pt2
John Wick as a father
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One Piece
Growing up with Luffy
Reader Who’s Shy But Strong
Protective Zoro
Being In A Relationship With The One Piece Boys
Being the youngest member of the Strawhats
The Straw hats Realize They Like You
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Naruto
Growing up with Naruto and Sasuke
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Attack on titan
Eren’s younger sister
A shy S/O
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Durarara
Dating Headcanons
Shizuo and Izaya having a crush on you
Reader similiar to Yor
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Stardew Valley
Kissing them out of nowhere
Waking Up Next To You
What They Love About You
Them As Parents
When They’re Jealous
You Come Back Home Injured
Comforting you after a nightmare
The Ghost of Stardew Valley
Reader who scares easily
Their Love Langauge
Someone Flirts With You
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Ace Attorney
Being Pheonix’s younger sister
Being Edgeworth’s younger sister
Maya having a crush on you
Being in a relationship with Mia
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Persona 5
Reuniting with Ryuji
Being Ann’s twin sister
Confession (Joker x reader)
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The Legend Of Zelda
Being Zelda’s younger sister
Link having a crush on you
Being In a Relationship With Link
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Black Butler
Sebastian dating
Being Ciel’s younger sister
Alois and Grell with an oblivious S/O
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FNAF
Being Mike’s Younger Sister
Being Vanessa’s Younger Sister
Mike Having a Crush on You
Vanessa Having a Crush on You
Dating Mike
Mike Schmidt Drabble
Dating Vanessa
Sticking Together (Vanessa x reader)
I’m Here (Mike Schmidt x reader
Just in Time (Mike Schmidt x Sister reader)
Where Have You Been? (Vanessa x sister reader)
Going Out (Mike x sister reader)
The Matchmaker (Mike x reader)
What If? (Mike x sister reader)
I didn’t mean it (Mike x reader)
Trouble at school (Mike x sister reader)
A big secret (Mike x sister reader)
Sister vs Sister (Vanessa x sister reader)
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Lovers & Friends (18+ Fic)
Pairing: Keigo Takami x Black!Fem!Reader (Friends to Lovers)
Synopsis: In which you and Keigo have begun to realize the strange new feelings you both have for each other after one drunken night at a close friend’s wedding that ends with you in his bed, but because of your longtime friendship and committed relationships with other people, you’re more than happy to forget that night even happened and keep your mutual feelings in the dark…for now, at least.
Story Warnings: Smutty smut; 18+ (MINORS GET AWAY); Cheating/Infidelity; Mating; Light Degradation; Spanking; Exhibitionism; Multiple Positions; Creampie; Unprotected PIV Sex; Facials; Scent Play; Marking; Spitting; Deepthroating; Cunnilingus; Begging; Edgeplay; Power Play; Daddy Kink; Some Angst; Hurt/Comfort; Mild Violence
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic (except for Rei and Haruko). 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: AO3 is down & supposedly leading people to a scammy site looking to steal personal info, so for now, these 2 chapters are staying on Tumblr until further notice. It's ALWAYS something, I s2g. -Jazz
Chapters: One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen. Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen. Nineteen. Twenty. Bonus Chapter.
Read on AO3 here!
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Chapter Six: Sex on the Beach.
Keigo swears your ass has never looked better than it does in your perfect, little peach-colored dress.
He would be lying if he said he hasn't been watching the damn thing bounce and jump beneath your sundress ever since you hit the dance floor. Rumi continuously hyping you up doesn’t make it any better. “Yeeeesss, Y/N!” she screams over the music, just as drunk as you are. “Fuck it uuuuup!”
You are happy to do so, bending your knees even more and tossing ass like it’s no one’s business. Keigo does his best to not stare, instead trying to focus on the other drunk guests who are worse off with their dance moves.
However, a certain someone doesn’t allow him to do so when he walks up next to him with a low whistle. “Looks like someone is feeling the champagne,” Fatgum chuckles, holding a whiskey glass in his hand.
“Shit, she’s been feelin’ it for hours now,” Keigo sighs as he and Fatgum watch you buss it to the music, your braids in your face and drink in your hand. You’ve gathered the eyes of a few men since your second mimosa, including the staff, the DJ, and a few pros who don’t know what’s good for them. They only stopped when Keigo looked at them like he had a Glock in his suit pocket for them if they kept eyeing his friend down.
He supposes that he should take the blame for your carefreeness though. He loves seeing you completely free of all your worries, especially about your asshole boyfriend.
But he also knows drunk you can get into some trouble. He remembers that one Halloween when you got so drunk at Nemuri’s masquerade party that you nearly made out with someone you thought was Rei wearing the same colored mask. Or that time Dabi whipped you up his own cocktail and had you skinny-dipping in Keigo’s pool.
He’s had his own fair share of embarrassing, drunk stories though. And plus, seeing you throwing ass and laughing your pretty laugh is much better than seeing you down in the dumps for Rei. Keigo knew for a fact that the dickhead made you cry earlier. You would’ve never ventured away from the wedding if he hadn’t. Keigo knows you like he knows his favorite book, which means patron shots were definitely the way to ease your broken heart.
He didn’t ask questions. He didn’t tell you to run the story back for him. He just wanted to see you smile and enjoy today…only those patron shots turned into a chocolate martini and two glasses of mimosas hours later. He knows he’ll have to scrap you up off the floor later, but if he is forced to do that, plus curb the hard-on struggling against his suit slacks as he watches you dance, he’ll do that. After all, you deserve to be happy.
He decides to attempt to distract himself again by turning to Fatgum, averting his eyes from the arousing scene. “So how’s it feel to be a married man now?” He asks, nodding at Fathom’s wedding band. “Do you feel any differently?”
Fatgum looks at him with a happy gleam in his eye. “To be honest with you, Hawks, not really,” he sheepishly replies. "It feels great to finally be married to the one I love more than anyone in this world, but the way I feel for Haruko wouldn’t have changed even without a ring.” He looks down at his wedding band, a small, adoring smile on his lips. “I guess I thought a ring would’ve made it more real, you know?”
Keigo doesn’t know. He couldn’t think of knowing…at least that’s what he tells himself. However, the image of you in a wedding dress walking down the aisle is a little too vivid for him. The only one he’s ever loved is you, but none of that could ever see the light of day. It’d ruin everything.
So he gives Fatgum a smile and pretends that he knows exactly what he’s talking about. “Well, if you ask me, it looked real from the very start,” he chuckles.
Fatgum gives him a grateful smile, a twinkle in his eye. Keigo envies him. How would it feel to feel so deeply about someone who feels the same about you so openly? Fatgum and Haruko looked so in love today. Every time they looked at each other, even when the other wasn’t looking, Keigo saw nothing but acceptance, adoration, and pure love. It is hard not to be jealous of such a thing.
“Girls, girls!” Yu suddenly hollers, red in the face and obviously gone off the champagne. She runs onto the dance floor towards you and Rumi, her overexcited behavior causing you to stop dancing. ”Haruko is about to throw the bouquet!”
Keigo looks towards where Yu is pointing and surely enough, Haruko is standing near the snack table where a crowd of women have begun to surround her, just as excited. Something about seeing Haruko, so happy and giggly, in her wedding dress and Fatgum smiling at her with such love in his eyes does something to Keigo.
Fatgum’s haunting words from his bachelor party come back to him, rising out of the fog in his tipsy mind: ’Those bachelor days won’t last forever…’
Keigo clears his throat, knowing now is the right time to bare himself to his friend. He turns to him, forcing his wings to not tremble. “Hey, listen; I’m sorry for what happened at your bachelor party…you know, when we were playing pool at the bar. I didn’t–”
“Stop.” Fatgum’s voice is firm but not unkind. He gives Keigo a reassuring smile, the sunset in his eyes. “You have nothing to apologize for, Hawks. You have your opinion and I’ve got mine. I’m just glad you’re here and showed up for me as my best man.” He pats Keigo on the shoulder with his big hand. “When Y/N comes down off her high, thank her for coming too.”
“You’re leaving?” Keigo curiously asks. Fatgum gives him a mischievous smirk. “After Haruko throws the bouquet and I get my hands on that garter, hell yeah. Speaking of which…” He pulls on Keigo’s arm, walking him farther away from the crowd that has begun to grow around Haruko. “You might wanna stand back.”
Keigo is glad Fatgum saved him because he definitely would’ve gotten trampled by the slew of screaming guests wanting their chance at catching Haruko’s bouquet. Among them are you, Nemuri, Yu, and Rumi, excitedly jumping up and down as Haruko turns around to toss the bouquet of flowers behind her. As soon as they go flying, the crowd reacts, jumping as high as they can to catch it.
You prove to be victorious when the bouquet tumbles in the middle of the crowd and you snatch it up, nearly losing a shoe. “I’ve got it, I’ve got it!” you practically scream, excitedly jumping up and down.
While half of the guests applaud you and the others give you dirty looks, Keigo silently stares at you with the bouquet in your hands. That image of you gliding down the aisle in your wedding dress comes back to him again like a nagging mosquito, pestering him further. What bothers him even more is the look he’s picturing on your face: so full of love; a mirror of Fatgum’s expression when he looked at Haruko walking down the aisle. It is so vivid that it frightens him.
“Keigo?” a small voice asks behind him. The man nearly has a heart attack when he turns around and sees Sakura standing there. He realizes that Fatgum is gone and the bouquet crowd has dispersed, leaving him standing there like an idiot staring at you. God, he's down bad.
“Hey, babe, you’re up!” he chirps, moving to kiss Sakura’s forehead which he notices feels heated and clammy. “Everything alright?”
Sakura had been sleeping in one of the extra tents for the majority of the wedding after her third glass of champagne. Keigo figured he’d just let her rest while he acted a fool for the rest of the event until it ended. “I feel awful,” she groans, putting a hand on her stomach. “My nap was interrupted by my stomach. That lobster I ate must not be settling right.”
Keigo’s brain pedals back to Sakura’s plate which consisted of a side salad, pasta, and lobster meat slathered in butter and lemon. “Aw, shit, babe,” he coos empathetically. He moves toward her, wanting to gather her up in a hug. “I’m so-“
“Keigo!” Rumi shouts, from the dance floor. She has an empty glass in her hand and is barefoot. “They’re playing your song!” The song in question is from Rihanna’s ANTI album and the way he watches you twirl your ass and hips around makes him love it even more. His eyes flick back to Sakura’s, feeling horribly guilty and disgusted with himself. He shouldn’t be gawking at a whole other woman, especially his best friend.
Sakura gives him a reassuring smile, nudging him towards the dance floor. “Go on and have fun. I’ll be fine.” But he refuses, shaking his head. “You won’t be fine to me until I know you’re home safe,” he firmly says, already taking her hand to lead her to the parking lot. “Here, I’ll drive you home. It’s no problem.”
“But you’re still having fun here,” she protests, slipping her hand out of his grasp. “Don’t let me ruin tonight for you just because I’m feeling sick, Keigo. Seriously, go have fun. I’ll call you when I get in the Uber I’m gonna order.”
The sound of your high-pitched laugh drifts in the air, making Keigo’s heart pick up speed. Though Sakura is giving him permission to go and have fun, he’d feel even more like a horrible person and boyfriend if he were to listen to her.
“Nah, fuck that,” he huffs stubbornly. As a waitress walks by with a tray of plates and glasses, he snatches up a water bottle and hands it to Sakura. “Stay here for a minute and drink that.”
He doesn’t wait for Sakura to agree or protest before rushing over to the dance floor where his four friends are still acting up. “Hey, you crackheads gonna leave soon so the cleaning crew can do their job?” he hollers. You pout at him cutely, a glass in one hand and Haruko’s bouquet in the other.. “But the music is still going!” you whine in protest.
“Only ‘cause you’re still here, baby bird. All four of you.” He nods at you, Rumi, Nemuri, and Yu–all equally as drunk and in need of sleep. “The reception is over anyway. Haven’t you noticed the dance floor emptying out or were you too busy tossin’ out your best stripper moves?”
You begin to look around in a daze, realizing that the staff is cleaning up and guests are beginning to head to the parking lot. Rumi giggles, nudging her hip with yours. “The birdie’s right, y’all. I noticed the place has been getting kinda dry ever since the cake was sliced and the bouquet was thrown.”
“Which I’ve still got!” you proudly yell, waving the flowers around. “Which means I’m gonna eventually find a love that I’ll marry and the rest of you single bitches can kiss my black ass.” You take a handful of your ass in your dress and squeeze it, making the girls giggle and Keigo want to kill himself. Why the fuck do you have to be so goddamn fine?
“So what do we do now?” Rumi asks. “Just go home and wallow in our depression?”
“That could be an option,” Keigo chuckles, “but I was suggesting we take this party somewhere else. Preferably a nightclub downtown. Anybody down?”
Your entire face changes as you gape at him at the sound of more partying. “Yes!” you excitedly shout, jumping up and down with your bouquet. “I need to shake my ass some more!”
Nemuri sighs tiredly, her arms wrapped around Yu’s waist. “As much as I’d love to join, but I need to get this one home.” She smiles at Yu who looks like she’s about to drop, her head against Nemuri’s shoulder. “Plus, I’m in need of my beauty sleep,” she yawns, putting a dainty hand to her open mouth.
“And I’m in need of finally getting my hands on that guitarist,” Rumi purrs, eyeing the same short-haired, Amazonian woman with the perky ass and dark skin she’s been lying up all day who is currently packing her electric guitar away with the wedding band.
“Say no more,” Keigo snickers. “Guess this is where we say goodnight, ladies?” Nemuri blows him a kiss while Rumi gives him a tight hug. “Try not to get in too much trouble, okay?” she laughs with a wink.
She turns to you, pointing a finger at you. “And you…be careful with that bouquet.” That obviously means for you to be on your best behavior too. You just giggle which gives Keigo the impression that you’ll be doing none of that.
Once the crew finally disbands for the evening, you come walking up to him, stumbling a bit as you do. Instantly, he grabs your arm and hooks it through his to steady you. He doesn’t need you falling and busting up your (pretty) face. “Soooo when we goin’?” you cutely ask, a small hiccup in your voice.
“Lemme drive Sakura home and I can drive us there afterward.” He doesn’t say anything else as he escorts you over to Sakura who is still standing in the same spot he left her in. “Got somebody carpooling with us, babe!” he cheerfully states, walking you over to Sakura. She smiles at you, sipping on an ice-cold Ginger Ale can that he definitely didn’t give her. “Where’d you get that Ginger Ale?” he curiously asks.
“Oh, your friend gave it to me,” she happily replies. “Snipe!” She points over to the snack table where guests are busy stuffing their takeout containers full of leftovers. Sure enough, pro hero Snipe is over there, wearing his mask and a cowboy hat with his navy blue wedding suit, stuffing a container full of shrimp.
Keigo bites the inside of his cheek, wondering if he should say something. He’s never had an issue with Snipe and this could’ve been purely innocent, but why he decided to talk to his girlfriend now while he wasn’t with her doesn’t rub him the right way. “C’mon, you two,” he grumbles, wrapping his arms around you and Sakura and quickly escorting you away from the wedding.
The ride to Sakura’s apartment is surprisingly smooth and quick despite it being a Friday night. When he rolls up to her building and parks, he tells you to stay up and walks Sakura up to the steps to the lobby door despite her protests. He stays at the bottom steps, watching over her as she digs into her clutch for her keys. “You sure you’re okay with gettin’ inside?” he worriedly asks.
She looks down at him, the soft glow of the apartment building lights illuminating her pink hair and eyes. I’m perfectly okay with unlocking my own door, babe,” she giggles. “Now go shake your tail feather with Y/N.”
He cracks a smile at her little joke and gives her a kiss on the cheek before she walks into the lobby. “Call me if you need anything, alright?” he calls after her, only to get a wave in response. When she finally disappears inside the building, he walks back to his car and slips into the driver’s seat.
You’re sitting in the passenger’s seat, feet up on the dashboard, and chomping down on leftover wedding cake. “She okay?” you ask, looking concerned.
Keigo nods, strapping himself in. “Just a stomach bug; nothing to worry your drunk ass about. All you need to worry about is havin’ some fun with your very best friend.” He pokes at your forehead and laughs when you swat at him.
“So where are we goin’ anyway?” you curiously ask, a small, excitable smile adoring your glossy, plump lips.
Keigo just grins at you before starting the car.
************
When Keigo finally pulls up to his favorite downtown nightclub, the place is completely packed.
Clubhouse, one of Keigo's favorite nightclubs, is one of the most high-end places that Musutafu has to offer. Located in a five-star hotel, it comes with the best customer and bottle services, great music, and security guards who take the privacy of pro heroes very seriously, as does the manager. Keigo knows the guy. He had saved his life after a couple of stupid kids tried to rob the joint a year ago. Since then, he gets free bottle service and a free hotel room if he doesn't feel like flying or driving home after a nightly romp.
He has spent a few nights at the five-star hotel he pulls up to…okay, maybe more than a few. He’s told you many of these stories that ended in drunk sex and waking up in a hotel suite, not remembering much that happened that night before. You also know he enjoys this spot over others because of the infinity pool they have on the rooftop that you have yet to take a dip in.
Hopefully, tonight, once the liquor starts talking, that will change.
The club is jumping once Keigo parks in the valet and escorts you inside the five-star hotel. Stretching over three stories high with balconies, stairways upstairs to the bars, and crystal chandeliers, he can see bodies from head to toe. Shadows dance on the walls, illuminated by the strobe lights flashing in time with the pop music blasting from overhead.
He can feel his heart pound and his stomach jump excitedly with the vibrations of the music and the sparklers he sees bottle girls carry with them on trays of the most expensive vodka for parties of four and five.
He is completely in his element while, unbeknownst to him, you feel out of place. “Okaaay, birdie,” he whistles, an easy smile on his face. “So we’re here…now what?”
He turns to you, noticing the frown on your face. “I have no idea,” you admit sheepishly. “It’s like now that I’m sobering up, I’m less hype to be here.”
Keigo tuts disappointedly, taking your hand in his and ignoring the way his body sings at your touch. “That ain’t no good. Come on.”
He escorts you through the throng of bodies, ignoring the folks who gape and gawk at him. The most he’s gotten here are people begging for pictures and autographs, plus the occasional groupie. But other than that, he’s never had any trouble here. He knew it was the perfect place to bring you to get over your heartbreak.
He leads you over to the bar and settles down next to you in a booth. “Bartender!” he hollers, waving him over.
The young man turns to him, looking bored out of his mind before he gets a look at Keigo’s face. “Yeah, it’s me, Hawks pro hero number two, nice to meet ya.” He flashes him a big, gigawatt grin. “Listen, can I get a round of tequila shots?”
The bartender vigorously nods. “And for your girlfriend, sir?” he curiously asks. Keigo almost asks the guy what the hell he’s talking about until he realizes that he means you.
You stare at each other, both shocked. “O-Oh, no, we’re not…” You trail off, your words dying in the tense air around you. Keigo can’t speak, his mouth too dry to do so. “H-He’s just my friend,” you softly stammer. “Just a Sex on the Beach for me.”
He tries not to let on how much that stung him: he’s just my friend. But that’s what he is, isn’t he? That’s what he's always been.
You go to take out your wallet, but like the good friend he is, he pushes your hand away. “Uh-uh, put it back,” he sternly says. “Your date just left you at a wedding, baby bird. The least I can do is pay for your drink.”
He pulls out fifty and hands it to the bartender who hurries to get your orders. “I still can’t believe he did that,” you sigh, disheartened. “All I wanted was to try and spice things up for us sexually, and…” You put a hand to your chin, staring off into the distance, your mind somewhere else.
“So what exactly happened?” he softly asks, trying to pull you back to reality. With him. “If you feel like talking, that is.”
You surprisingly budge. “I asked Rumi for advice on how to make our sex better, so she suggested either spicing things up with some kinks I enjoy or talking to him about what I like.”
You cross your gorgeous legs on the stool and Keigo has to force himself to keep his eyes firmly on yours. “I’d figured a quickie would’ve been fun, but he wasn’t with it, and my drunk ass took that as an insult, so I asked for a break.”
“Did you break up with him?” he asks, hoping to God you’ll say yes. Only because Red is such a dickhead. You look away, staring instead at the polished mahogany of the bar. “Not…technically…”
Keigo scowls at your cryptic answer. “Da fuck’s that mean?” he scoffs, confused. You flush under the strobe lights, tapping your acrylic nails against the bar. “I asked for a break at least until the Gala since he’s so hellbent on getting his award. I didn’t want to distract him from his work.”
“Distract him?” he parrots, the words tasting sour to him. “Y/N, if he barely has time for you because he’s too busy trying to win a fuckin’ award, then he has no busy dating you, period. He doesn’t even realize what he’s got.” You smile shyly at his words, but he is being deadass with you. He could’ve shaken you right then. Why don't you understand how special you are?
“So now you’re single…for now, at least?” he questions, doing his best to not sound hopeful or completely interested in your dating life. Your shoulders slump as you cup your cheek in your hand, your pretty lips pouting. “I guess so. Maybe I should just get like Rumi and just sleep with whoever for the hell of it.”
He smacks the bar, encouraging your sexual liberation. “That’s the spirit!” he encourages. The bartender returns with your drink and the round of tequila shots. “Oh, look; your drink! Be careful with this one. It’s fruity and sweet so you may wanna drink it less like it’s water.”
You do so, sipping slowly on your Sex on the Beach. As soon as the liquid hits your tongue, your eyes adorably widen. “Mmm!” you hum, eyes blown and face written in joy. “Holy fuck, this is amazing!”
You wave down the bartender, animately waving your arm around. “Bartender, gimme another one of these!” Keigo stares at you, doing his best to hold back a grin. “What?” you scoff. “I’m single and sad, okay? Let me have fun!”
He raises his hands in defense. “I didn’t say anything,” he snickers. He then passes you a shot glass and picks up his own, raising it. “To complicated relationships.” You nod, giggling tipsily. “And fuck love!” you shout before downing your shot. Keigo does the same, downing his shot and letting the tequila burn his throat before he sucks on the lime it comes with.
For the next hour, you’re downing shots and sipping on your two Sex on the Beaches like it’s no one’s business. Of course, Keigo makes sure you take a couple sips of water in between your alcohol splurging, but even he is starting to feel the buzz of the tequila as he gives you side glances here and there, checking you out. Your legs and chest are starting to look way too good, and his cock agrees–he’s been trying to curb the boner he is sporting for the past hour now.
When you start to feel real good and loose, one of your favorite 2000s Rihanna songs starts playing from overhead, and the vibe in the club completely shifts. You gasp happily, hopping off of your stool. “Oooh, this is my shit!” you squeal, already moving onto the dance floor. “Kei, come dance with me!”
You grab his hand and try to pull him over to the dancing bodies on the floor, but he barely budges. “Nah, but I’ll watch in case I need to drag you out of there.”
You pout but wave him off and go off to dance alone. He watches you walk away from the sidelines, drinking in how your ass sways and bounces as you strut. When you start to dance, he just about has a heart attack. He can’t keep his eyes off of your hips, legs, or the curve of your back. Not to mention the way you bounce and twirl that ass of yours.
He inhales deeply, doing his best to keep calm, but it feels as if he’s about to explode. How dare you be so fucking sexy? What the fuck is your problem?
He is so thankful when his phone vibrates in his pocket because he can’t promise he wouldn’t have tried to jump you on the dance floor. He slides his phone out of his pocket and grins at the caller ID, answering it without a second thought. “Well, I didn’t think I’d hear your lovely voice tonight,” he cheerfully says, grinning from ear to ear.
“Now you got somethin’ to nut to later,” Dabi chuckles in his gravelly, deep tone. “I’ve been told my voice is a panty dropper.”
“Well, for the chicks who dig chain smokers, sure,” Keigo wittily replies, earning a guttural laugh from Dabi in response. “What are you callin’ me for? You got your perks back?”
“For my free days, no, and they cut my phone calls short since they’re still investigating that riot.” Dabi sighs, evidentially frustrated. “I got about ten minutes left. You still at the wedding? Where’s Y/N and Rumi at?”
Keigo turns to you, ignoring the way you swirl your hips or how you’d look on top of him. “Y/N, it’s Dabi on the phone!” he calls to you over the music before speaking to Dabi again. “We left and we’re at a club. Rumi couldn’t hang, so it’s just me and Y/N.”
You skip over to him, your gorgeous titties bouncing and braids swaying down your back. “Dabi!” you scream into the phone, no doubt taking Dabi’s eardrum out. “Oh, my God, Dabi, I miss you soooo much! You’re such a dick for not bein’ here!”
“Jesus, girl, you’ve been drinking?” Dabi questions, and Keigo pictures him rubbing at his ear that you just screamed into.
You giggle hysterically, nodding despite him not being able to see you. “Yes, sir! Since the reception ended!” When the music transitions to Beyoncé’s Virgo’s Groove, you just about have a heart attack. “Kei, you have to dance with me! They’re playing Renaissance tracks!” You tug on his arm to no avail before running back to the floor like a fire lit under your ass.
“She’s on the dance floor now,” Keigo sighs. “The girl is a fuckin’ wreck tonight.”
Dabi chuckles into the phone. “I’m guessing things didn’t go well with the bum she’s been laggin’ around?” It isn’t a secret that Dabi hates Rei’s guts too; he’s just more open about it because Dabi don’t give a fuck.
“I’ll let her tell you, but to put it bluntly, yeah,” Keigo replies. “So now she’s here, single with her back and legs out.”
That back where he’d love to run his tongue down your spine, caressing the soft skin that contrasts with his own. And those legs that he wants wrapped tight around his waist as he strokes the gummy walls of your pussy, pushing you further into euphoria until you explode all over him.
Dabi snorts to himself, finding Keigo’s dilemma funny. “So which do you want?” he asks. “The back or the legs?”
Keigo blushes red, glad for the dimness of the club. “Shut up,” he growls. “You know I’m seeing someone right now.”
Dabi scoffs at this, calling it bullshit as he usually does. “Someone you barely talk about and that I’m sure you barely think about. When the fuck are you gonna bite the bullet and stop beating around the bush with her, man?”
Keigo pinches the bridge of his nose. He didn’t want a lecture. Not right now. “Dabi, you know better than anyone why I can’t do that. We’ve been friends since middle school. I can’t just tell her all of that shit. Plus, Y/N is in a vulnerable space right now. I’m just here to comfort her.” He would never forgive himself if he let his dirty thoughts make a horrible decision for him and possibly ruin your friendship.
He looks at you now to ensure you’re okay, but is utterly confused and alarmed to find someone from the crowd watching you too. He wears a button-down that is way too tight for him and stands a good foot taller than Keigo. His eyes are lecherous and greedy as he watches you move to the music like water, your moves effortless and enchanting.
“Kei, you there?” Dabi asks. “Bitch, you’d better not have hung up on me.”
Keigo doesn’t answer, too hyper-focused on the wolf stalking its prey. That prey being you, his beautiful best friend. Once he sees him move through the throng of people to get you, Keigo is bothered. "Hold up, Dabs. I’ve gotta go.”
“Someone’s tryna shoot their shot at her, aren’t they?” Dabi asks, not even needing any confirmation. He just knows Keigo like that. “Send a picture to me when you’re done with ‘em.”
Keigo hangs up without replying and immediately stalks onto the dance floor. As he does, he watches the stranger brush your waist much to Keigo’s dislike. You jump and turn to him, looking alarmed despite his big grin. Your mouth moves to say something, probably a polite decline to his offer, but the stranger continues to push and even takes your hand in his.
Keigo is seeing red. How dare he touch you? When he is finally a foot away from you is when he starts to hear your conversation in full. “C’mon, baby, what’s the problem?” the stranger asks, still wearing that stupid, predatory smile. “You’ve been dancing like you need something in you anyway!”
You glare at his nasty words, your hand balling into a fist. “I told you I’m not interested,” you snarl at him, yanking your hand free. “Leave me alone.”
The fucker still doesn’t take that as an answer and continues to bother you, and Keigo. “Can’t I just get one dance?” he asks. He even pushes up on you, trying to take your hand again.
You’ve just about had it and roughly shove him back away from you. “I said leave me alone, asshole!” you snap at him, alarming the rest of the club hoppers surrounding you. The man’s face is written in annoyance before it morphs into a rage that is only caused by rejection.
There is no doubt in Keigo’s mind that this man will possibly hurt you. He steps in before he can be proven right. “Hey,” he sternly says, his tone on the edge of a warning. He wedges himself between you and the man, his wings blocking you from his angered view. “She said to leave her alone. I suggest you listen.”
The man’s eyes widen in recognition and then he begins to laugh. “You’re with him? Hawks?” He says it like he can’t believe it, even laughing to himself. “Shit, I didn’t know you were his already!” he guffaws despite your discomfort. He goes to pat Keigo on the arm but Keigo dodges his touch. “Hey, man, you’ve got a loyal bitch on your arm. You really must be paying good for that pussy.”
That’s all it takes for Keigo to lose his cool. All self-control begins to unravel and he feels himself shifting from the cool, calm, and collected Hawks into someone else. Someone who is less willing to reason or let things go. His wings, glowing crimson red in the strobe lights, puff up and ruffle as if someone is running their hands through them and his eyes go dark.
You, the asshole, and every single witness surrounding him react with shared alarm, realizing that what may take place on the dance floor tonight won’t be a friendly dance battle.
Keigo begins to close the gap between himself and the man until their noses are nearly brushing. The man is too afraid to move. “Listen, dickhead,” he growls, his voice dangerously low. “you caught me on a good night since a friend of mine just got married, but lemme give you some advice: you shouldn’t talk like that about people you don’t know, especially women. You best realize who the fuck you’re talking to.”
His feathers ruffle once more, making the man flinch. “I think you need to leave ‘cause you’re startin’ to really piss me off,” he whispers sinisterly.
Before the man can reply, Keigo moves away and takes your hand in his, about to whisk you away from the BS. Whether he felt embarrassed and is trying to save face, or because he likes ruffling Keigo's feathers, the asshole speaks again. “I can see why you went for her in the first place,” he cackles. “I’d kill to take that body home with me.”
Keigo stops, his body tense. Your hand grips his and he looks down at you, seeing how big your eyes are. ‘Don’t,’ they read.
He is willing to listen and let this shit go for you, until the dickhead opens his mouth yet again. “Just don’t let her out of your sight!” the man yells. "Bitches like her always go for the next dick.”
Then all Keigo sees is red like a bull and goes haywire. He zooms past everyone and everything at the speed of light and is on top of the man immediately. The crowd shouts in shock and disperses as he lays one fist after another in the man's face, drawing blood from his lips and mouth. “Keigo!” you shout, your voice high and shrill with fear. “Keigo, stop it!”
He ignores you, too focused on making the man feel pain for what the nasty things he said. For being disrespectful. “I just said to watch your fuckin’ mouth,” he snarls through gritted teeth. “You know who the fuck you’re talkin’ to? That’s my fuckin’ friend, you stupid bitch.”
His voice is low––lower than he’s ever heard it before. He doesn’t think he has ever been this angered before at anyone. But this asshole crossed the line. He doesn’t play about any of his friends, but especially you. You’re different.
His fist continues to collide with the man’s nose again and again until he hears a crunching nose followed by a gurgle of pain. Blood splatters onto Keigo’s shirt but he doesn’t care. He can’t stop even if he wants to. It’s like a blood-thirsty switch has flipped inside of him. He suddenly feels your hands on his shoulders, yanking on him tightly. “Keigo, please stop!” you beg, trying in vain to pull him off. “Stop! You’re gonna kill him!”
“What’s going on here?” a booming voice demands. Keigo is suddenly yanked off of the bloodied man by two large hands belonging to a security guard. He scowls at the asshole and Keigo, looking pissed that he has been bothered with this.
Keigo yanks himself out of his grasp and takes your side. “This prick was harassing my friend after she told him to leave her alone,” he growls, still staring at the asshole like he wasn’t finished with his face…and he wasn’t.
Though the man is bleeding profusely from his nose and his busted lip, and his eyes are completely swollen, the guard is taking no mercy on anyone. “She can stay,” he says, nodding at you before scowling at Keigo and the man. “But you’re both gonna have to leave.”
The man gapes at the guard, anger written across his busted face. “But he–” Before he can protest, the guard takes hold of him and practically drags him towards the exit. “Hey!” he shouts. “Get off of me! I have rights!”
His shouts fade into the music as he is swallowed by the crowd that now stare in utter shock at Keigo. His anger has now faded, replaced with a feeling of discomfort and exhaustion at being around so many people.
He turns to you, grabbing your hand. “Come on,” he whispers, already pulling you off the dance floor and towards one of the exits. He pushes it open, leading you two out into the side valet where he is sure his car is. He lets out a breath he didn’t even realize he was holding as he presses his back against the club wall, letting the cool air caress his sweaty skin. “A-Are you okay?” you suddenly softly stammer, as if afraid to speak.
Realizing what just happened, he quickly returns his attention to you and ensures himself of your safety. “I should be askin’ you that,” he replies worriedly. “You alright? He didn’t hurt you?” You quickly shake your head, still looking shaken by the whole ordeal. “I’m sorry you had to see that. I almost lost it there.”
Actually, he did lose it completely, but he didn’t kill the guy, thank God. He takes his hands in yours, squeezing them. “I just care a lot about you,” he softly confesses, not sure why he says it so secretively and blushes when he does.
Immediately, he releases your hands and adverts his gaze though you continue to stare at him. He feels as if you’re staring straight through him into his soul, examining all of his secrets and words left unsaid.
“Kei…” Your words are soft, your name no more than a whisper on your lips. Keigo tenses, afraid of what may come next. However, nothing could possibly prepare him for what comes out of your pretty mouth next.
You stand in the moonlight, looking like a damn Goddess that he almost forgets you’re you–his very best friend. “Do you wanna come swimming with me?” you softly ask, your words nearly getting swallowed up by the muffled music and Friday night traffic.
But Keigo hears you loud and clear. And unbeknownst to you, you could’ve asked him to go to the goddamn moon with you, and he’d say yes.
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