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milkmademozzarella · 2 years

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Pairing: Shigaraki x GN!Reader x Dabi

WC: 4.4k

TW: kidnapping, gaslighting, manipulation, mentioned past verbal abuse, general yandere behavior, torture (but not to darling), Shindou slander, character death (not darling).

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“Little Ember… Come out, come out, wherever you are~,”

You covered your mouth as the sound of footsteps filled the silent room. Your apartment building, to be exact. Tears streamed freely down your face as you hid under your bed, desperate to get out of your apartment alive.

“Wherever could you be….” A deep voice growled out.

It took all of your willpower not to scream in terror. From underneath the bed, you could see long legs and scarred hands, blue flames complimenting the burned skin as they paced around the room.

You have no idea how you got into this situation. One moment you were sitting on your couch peacefully, then the next, you heard someone breaking in, your first instinct was to call the police and hide, but deep down, you knew they wouldn’t get there in time. They never do, considering how bad this neighborhood is.

This was it. This was your doom. You didn’t want to die, not like this, not without making an impact in the world.

“Did you find them, Dabi?” Another voice called out. “Where could my wallflower be hiding?”

“Their window’s open. Maybe they ran out while we were looking for them in the other room?” the deep voice groans.

“Dammit, Dabi, I want my wallflower!”

“We’ll get them soon, Shiggy. Soon,”

As you started to calm down, hearing the door close, you felt your blood run cold as a partially gloved hand grabbed your ankle.

“Found you, wallflower~” The man known as Shiggy grins as he pulls you out from under the bed. Pinning you against your carpeted floor, he grins down at you, vermilion eyes condescendingly peering into your (e/c) ones. “We’ve been looking for you. Why were you hiding from us?”

Looking at both of them, you started to panic even more, realizing who broke into your apartment. “Y-you’re villains! Dabi and Tomura Sh-Shigaraki! Please don’t kill me! I don’t have any money! If you let me go, I won’t say anything to the police! I promise!” you plead.

“Oh, Little Ember,” Dabi grins, “You won’t be saying anything to anyone. You’re ours. Get the rag, Shiggy.”

Struggling beneath him, you whimper as he grabs a cloth from his back pocket. You try to kick at him to no avail as he sits on your legs, bringing a white rag towards your face, holding it against your mouth. Trying to hold your breath, you struggle against him as Dabi makes his way over.

Placing a scarred hand to your throat, he squeezes the sides softly, forcing you to breathe in the chloroform.

“Rest now, Little Ember. You’ll be safe with us soon,” he purrs as your vision goes black.

You awoke with a start, your head pulsing as it looked as if the world was covered with a black cloth. It was dark. Too dark for your liking. You closed your eyes, liking the darkness that you willingly chose over the darkness you were forcefully put into. It was obvious the lights were out wherever you were, but—wait, where were you in the first place?

You remembered what happened, the two villains in your apartment, them lurking around, then finding you and putting a rag against your nose.

Looking around the room, you find yourself on a bed with pale grey and ocean blue bed sheets. In the corner of the room, your eyes lock onto a glowing pair of blue ones sitting across the room.

"Well, good morning, Little Ember. How'd you sleep? Good, I assume," Dabi purrs from his seat. Standing up and making his way over to you, he softly strokes your face with the back of his hand. "We're going to have so much fun."

“Sleep?! You knocked me out!” You barked at the man, the feeling of fear miraculously leaving your body as you screamed at him. You flinched and turned your head away at the feeling of cold staples and burnt flesh touching your face. "Don't touch me!"

“Potato potato. You looked so cute while you were resting~” Dabi cooed at you, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Where’s the other guy?!” You asked, an emotion you couldn’t pinpoint filling your voice.

“Oh? Tomura? Well, you can call him Shiggy. Don’t you worry your pretty little head about him, dear. He’s out taking care of some… business.”

"I'm not staying here with you monsters! Grand will save me, and he and the other heroes will lock you away forever!"

“Ah yes, the heroes. As if they’ve ever done anything worthwhile.” Dabi rolled his eyes. "All they do is cause damage to the city and spout their idealistic bullshit about how villains are the stain on their city, yet they just caused a dozen casualties."

You glared at the scarred man at the foot of your "bed." A flurry of emotions overtaking you into silence. You didn’t have time for Dabi’s philosophy. Right now, you need to create an escape plan in case the heroes don’t show up in time.

'You are calculated. You are smart. You could do this, damn it! Hopefully, they won't kill me...right?'

“Daaaaarling~” You heard a familiar voice call from the bedroom door, followed by three taps against the wood. “Knock knock! I’m back~.”

“Speak of the devil.” Dabi grinned. “Now we can all be together.”

The door opened to reveal Tomura, a bag of groceries in his hand that he most likely stole from some poor victim.

“I got you your favorites,” Cracked lips formed into a grin.

You gulped as he also sat on the bed, scooting closer to you until he was right next to you with the bag in his lap. You couldn’t help your curiosity as you looked to your side and peaked into the bag. Huh, what do you know? It was actually groceries. And they looked fresh. Your mouth watered as you continued to stare inside the bag. He was right. Inside contained your favorites. The smell of all of them coming together was intoxicating. You felt like you would melt on the spot.

Dabi must’ve noticed this as a deep chuckle filled the room. “See something you like?”

You looked up at Tomura’s face to see he had a smug look on as well.

“No! Why would I eat something you two give me?! It could be poison!”

Tomura frowned. “Wallflower, you possibly couldn’t think we’d poison you, right?”

“I don’t even know who you guys are! All I know is that you’ve kidnapped me, the both of you are fucking crazy, and I want to go h—”

Shigaraki places a gloved hand over your mouth, glaring at you with a burning intensity. “Your home is with us. WE love you and will do anything to keep you safe, happy, and in our arms. Nothing will ever change that?”

“Shiggy’s right.” Dabi crossed his arms. “Just so we’re clear, Little Ember. This is your home. And we won’t tolerate any talk of you wanting to be anywhere else. Got it?”

You felt the fire in your stomach die down. Your blood turned cold as Shiggy’s gloved hand was placed over your mouth. You knew what his quirk was, what it could do to people. You didn’t want to end up like that. Nodding frantically, you fought the tears building in your lash line as you silently pleaded for your life.

“Hmph, already so obedient.” Tomura smiled. “You’re gonna be such a good lover for us.”

“But… I have a boyfriend...” You trailed off. “and he’s going to find me.”

“I don’t think so, Little Ember,” Dabi chuckles. “That little ‘boyfriend’ of yours isn’t as high and mighty as you think he is.”

“W-what?” Your eyes meet icy blue ones. “He loves me! He’ll get me back; I know he will!”

“He also seems to love the other pro heroes and your co-workers,” Dabi growls, thinking about Shindou’s unfaithfulness. You were a literal angel in their eyes, yet Shindou had the audacity to clip your wings and treat you like some pet bird he shows off only when bored or for publicity. “He didn’t deserve you. Going around being a bastard, not even caring that you’re missing. But none of that matters. You have us now, and we’d never hurt you, Little Ember.

“Yo is not a cheater!” You shouted.

“Don’t get them worked up, Dabi.” Tomura chimed in. “I don’t want their stress levels to increase.”

“I’m going to go and get started on dinner, Little Ember. Be good for Shiggy while I’m gone, yeah?” Dabi picked up the grocery bag and left the room.

Glaring at the back of the black-haired scarface reject as he exits, you feel dread as you realize he’s left you alone with Musutafu’s number one villain, who you’re supposed to call ‘Shiggy.’

A shaggy mop of cyan loomed over at you as Shigaraki laid his head on your shoulder. “You want to play a game, my pretty little wallflower?” he hums, grinning at you. “It’ll be fun~.”

“How about hide and seek?” Mischief snuck into your voice. ‘Maybe I can con him into this and get out of this hellhole!’

“Hide and seek could be fun, but what would Dabi and I get when I win? Did you forget I was the one who found you, Babe?” he teases.

“How ‘bout a kiss on the cheek?” you suggested.

“Hmm, that’s good for a start. We’ll get into specifics later. What do you want if you somehow win?” “I go home.” “No. You can have literally anything else you desire. That's not an option, wallflower.”

You noted that Shiggy wasn’t as strict with the “talking about going home” rule.

“But Shiggy-“

“I said, no.”

Your argument died in your throat as you stared at the fiery look in his eyes. Red irises filled with passion and desire.

“Fine, then I want to make a phone call,”

Shiggy pressed his fingertip to his chin, thinking thoughtfully about the possibility of this prize.

“Alright, that can be arranged,” he hummed.

He brought a gloved finger to his mouth, his fingers grazing his lips as he parted them and bit down, pulling it off with his teeth, a short glimpse of sharp fangs before he wiggled his unrestricted fingers.

“Run, wallflower.”

You gulped and leaped off the bed, running out of the room and sliding down the hallways like a madman, desperate to escape one of your captors. In the distance, you could hear him counting out loud. To what number, you had no idea, but all you knew was that every second counted.

Making your way into a large room, you look for a way to escape or at least hide until he stops looking, only to trip over a loud box. Silently yelping, you dash out of that room, hoping Shigaraki doesn’t look there. After a few minutes of running and trying to avoid finding the kitchen where you assumed Dabi was, you found yourself in a darkened room full of boxes after taking a few turns. You smiled in relief as you stared into the space, your reflection staring at you back with a wide smile as you looked at the window that was at your level. Well- almost, you could look at it, but you have to get at a higher level to actually climb out of it. You couldn’t believe it! There was a window you could slip out of and get away from these psychos. You’re surprised they didn’t have it boarded up.

Your eyes flicked back from the boxes to the window, formulating a plan. Stacking the boxes on top of one another, you reach for the handle hoping to escape. ‘Almost there...almost...YES! I CAN GET OUT OF HERE’ Your victorious thoughts are cut off when you feel warm all of a sudden and scream as you’re yanked back into someone’s arms.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Looks like I found you, Little Ember. What did you think you were doing, little one? The world isn’t safe for you. Mean people will try to snatch you up and take you away from us, and we can’t have that, can we?” Dabi coos condescendingly.

You felt sweat build on your forehead, the tiny beads formulating as you felt a large hand pet the side of your throat and an arm wrapped protectively around your stomach, the placement constricting you as Dabi wished.

“But- but you weren’t playing!” You cried out.

“On the contrary, (Y/N), whatever Shiggy does with you, I do it too.” He let out a laugh. “That includes this little game of hide and seek. Or should I call it tag with the way you were about to leap out that window?”

“I-I…” You stammered, your mouth opening and closing as if you were a fish out of water.

“You were going to have us chase you, weren’t you?” He breathed into your ear, causing you to shiver. “Make me and poor little Shiggy chase you to wherever you were going. Is that what you wanted? To be treated as prey and me and Shiggy could be the predators? I wonder what you expected the outcome to be….”

You didn’t have to look at him to tell he was grinning.

“Why me? Why did you take me? I’m no use to you guys,” You whimper. “Please, Dabi, I’m sorry. I’ll be good, I promise, don’t hurt me.”

“Aww, how pathetic. You really think I’d use my flames on you? What’s the point if you can just heal yourself back up?” Dabi punctuated those final words with a harsh tone. “We took you, darling because we love you. We always have. But when we saw what you could do with your quirk… well, let’s just say that was our breaking point.”

Your blood turned to ice at the implications. Your quirk? It was just a regular old healing quirk. Being an EMT, an underlooked one at that, there was nothing special about you.

“Baby, imagine all the things the league could do if we had a healer on our side.” Dabi’s fingers stroked your throat, the threat there but not completely set in stone. “We’d be unstoppable with you on our side, Little Ember. We’d all treat you like royalty, treat you the way you deserve. Toga will love you, and it’d be nice for her to have another friend around.”

“No! I won’t join you people! What kind of question is that?! Don’t you have heroes on your ass every other week?!” You snapped at him.

Before Dabi could respond, Shiggy entered the room. “Found you wallflower! Oh, Dabi, you found her first,” he whines. Making his way over, he drapes his arms over your shoulders and Dabi’s.

You couldn’t stop the feeling of warmth that rushed to your cheeks. Dabi’s hands were still on your waist, his front pressed up against your back, while Tomura was pressed against your front, pulling you all into a somewhat sickeningly sweet hug. You would’ve enjoyed the sentiment if they weren’t kidnappers.

“Damn, Shiggy, I’ve never seen you this happy before,” Dabi commented.

“Well, you know what they say,” Tomura responded. “Love can change a person.”

Suddenly, Dabi’s head raised as he breathed in.

“Is something burning? Oh, shit, the yakitori!”

“Damn it, Dabi! Do you know how hard it was to obtain those groceries?!”

“Can it, Shiggy!” he calls out, pulling away to run to the kitchen.

“We’ll get take out if he burns it, wallflower. Don’t you worry,” Shiggy coos, stroking your cheek with his thumb.

After a month, though you were begrudgingly starting to succumb to Dabi and Shiggy’s affection, you found yourself in Shiggy’s arms as he played video games. At the same time, he sat on the floor between your legs. You also found yourself comforting Dabi through his nightmares. Under all of the wear and tear… you came to realize he wasn’t a bad guy. Neither of them was. They just went through the back ends of society and were considered flawed when their quirks were seen as too dangerous.

A soft rumble shook the building you were held in as the wall collapsed, revealing the sunlight from outside. Hiding your face and coughing softly at the dust, you managed to look at the source of the semi-destruction.

“What the hell?!” Tomura screeched.

“(Y/N)!” Dabi shouted, dashing towards you to gather you in his arms.

“I’m okay...what was that?”

“I think I know,” Tomura yells as he glares at the figure stepping through the hole in the wall.

“Well, well, well!” A familiar voice laughed triumphantly. “If it isn’t the boys who took my partner!”

“Shin…dou?” You squinted as the light spilled in from the hole in the wall, the brightness invading your eyes.

“Hey, babe.” His voice became softer and more loving upon his eyes scanning you over.

Your mind was fuzzy, memories flooding back to you that had been long forgotten long ago. You remember the good, the bad, and the ugly.

You let out a loud cry as the thoughts came rushing back to you. Dabi lovingly rubbed small circles into your back, whispering sweet words into your ear as he tried to reassure you that everything was going to be okay, that this was just a bad dream. Everything was going to go back to normal.

“Leave!” Tomura hissed, removing his gloves to prepare for a fight.

“Give me back my partner, and maybe I’ll think about it after throwing your asses in jail!”

“They aren't your partner anymore! You lost any and all right to call them yours the minute you decided that blonde-headed bimbo was a better option than them! Now get out before all that remains is your burned and mostly decayed corpse!” Dabi growls, holding you close to him, hiding your face in his chest.

“I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about, Patches.” Shindou's voice went back to venomous and hostile.

“Shindou!”

Everyone’s head snaps towards you as you speak up for the first time since he busted in. “You need to go. I’m not going back with you. You cheated on me...you gaslit me...you used me for your own personal gain. You were—no, you are abusive, and I’d rather stay with Shiggy and Dabi than go back to you.”

“What?” Shindou snapped. “(Y/N) I’d never! Baby, they’re poisoning your head with lies. You know I’d never hurt you, right?” He took a few steps forward.

Tomura held out his hand. “Back the fuck up!”

“C’mon, shockwave, you know I’d never! You know I love you!”

“You do?” Tears welled up in your eyes.

“Wallflower?” Tomura cast a hurt glance in your direction. Damn it! He thought you were over this! This bastard was bringing up memories that he thought were repressed!

“Little Ember, look at me,” Dabi sighs, cupping your face and wiping your tears. “Okay, we fucked up by kidnapping you, but we’ve treated you four times as better than he ever did, right, baby?” Nodding your head softly, you lean into his hand as he smiles at you. “You care about me…” you sniffle.

“That’s right, we do. And we will never ever leave you, babydoll.”

Shindou growled angrily and let out a vibration strong enough to knock you away from Dabi.

Unfortunately, the vibration was too strong, and it caused the building to shake once more. Glasses and dishes shattered onto the floor as pieces of the building started to come apart around them. Just above you, the ceiling cracks loudly, and before anyone can stop it, it collapses on top of you as you let out a frightful scream.

“(Y/N)!” Shiggy and Dabi screamed as they watched the horror happening right before their eyes.

The vibrations stopped abruptly as silence filled the room. Shiggy rushed to the pile you were trapped under, using his quirk to disintegrate most of the concrete before grabbing his gloves and tossing the rest of them off of you. Cradling your unconscious body in his arms, he glares at Shindo when he sees blood stemming from your head.

“Wallflower? Wallflower, (Y/N), please, wake up,” Shiggy pleads, trying to stop the bleeding. “Dabi, make a distraction. We’re leaving. NOW!”

Dabi nodded, and with the stretch of his hands, he created a wall of fire to block off Shindou as he rushed over to Shiggy and your motionless body.

“Damn it!” Shindou cussed, feeling the heat of the flames from where he stood. “You’re not getting away with this!”

“No, you’re not getting away with this!” Tomura snapped, picking up your motionless body with gloved hands, having put them back on.

Dabi looks back at Shiggy as he calls Kurogiri to send a portal. “Go. Keep her safe, Tomura. I’ll come and meet you guys once I deal with this dirtbag,” He growls, turning around to meet Shindo with a wicked look in his eyes as the left side of his face was engulfed in flames.

“You’re going to regret ever touching my Little Ember.” Dabi let out a maniacal laugh.

“Bring it, patches!”

You felt a ringing in your head when you awoke. “Ah, fuck, where am I?” you groan as you open your eyes, attempting to get used to the lighting.

“Wallflower! You’re awake! How do you feel, baby?” Shiggy gasps, looking up from his phone.

“Shiggy? God, my head hurts. What happened?”

“A bad man tried to take you from us.”

“Shindou? Yo Shindou? I think… I think I know him.”

‘Amnesia. Great. This could work for them.’

“Are you okay enough to stand? Dabi and I want to show you something. There we go,” he smiles, cautiously picking you up.

Helping you out of bed, you grip onto Shigaraki’s sweatshirt before yelping as he picks you up bridal style. “I like this better.” Looking up at Shiggy, you hold onto his neck as he carries you from your room towards a dark hallway.

“Shiggy? Where are we going? Also, where’s Dabi?”

“Just behind this door, my pretty little wallflower.” As Shiggy opened the door, he set you down on a chair in the darkened room as the lights turned on.

As the lights turned on, you noticed Dabi’s figure in the corner as a spotlight shown on a tied up, bruised, and partially burned Shindou.

“Shindou? Dabi, Shiggy, what are you doing?”

“We’re going to play a game,” Dabi grins. “Every time Shindou here lies, we’re going to hurt him.”

“Wait, what?! C’mon guys, let him go. He’s never done me wrong!”

Cooing at your statement, Dabi tilts his head with a smile. “Aww, poor little ember. You must be so lost. Confused and conflicted on who truly loves you,” he sighs. “We’ll fix that soon.”

Shindou wakes up, gasping loudly, as a loud slap resonates through the room. “Let me go!”

“Answer our questions, and we’ll think about it,” Dabi grins.

Staring up at you, Shindou notices the bandages on your head and shoulders. Internally flinching at your wounds, he struggles against the quirk-canceling binds as he sees you in Shiggy’s arms. “Y/N! Do something!”

Growling lowly, Shigaraki steps in front of you, glaring at Shindou. “Don’t talk to them! You don’t even deserve to look in their directions after what you did!” he barks.

“Shindou…” you mumble. “Guys… please let him go. I’m begging you.”

They both sent a hostile glare your way, their eyes narrowing as you tried to defend the very one who threatened to take you away from them. They could never forgive him for that.

“Just look away, baby.” Tomura used his backhand to rub your cheek.

“No! Please!” You cried out. “Don’t hurt him!”

Tomura and Dabi shook their heads, disappointed in your decisions right now, but don’t worry, they could fix you up.

Overcome with emotions, you stood up on wobbly legs, making your way towards where Shindou was on display like a thanksgiving turkey.

Before you could reach him, Tomura tackled you to the floor, causing you to yelp and writhe on the ground, wrestling with him to get out of his grasp. Still, he was stronger than he looked and quickly restrained you. With a little bit of work, he eventually positions you to where you’re sitting in his lap, his arms wrapped tight around your waist, stopping you from escaping.

“Question number one,” Dabi begins the game. “Did you ever cheat on (Y/N)?”

“How dense do you have to be to understand this?! No! I did not go and fucking cheat on them! I loved them!” Shindou snaps.

“Wrong answer,” Dabi growled, annoyed at Shindou’s antics.

“It’s not like you would know!”

Dabi sighed as he activated his quirk, bringing the flames close to Shindou’s exposed stomach.

Shindou let out a scream, his cries rippling through the atmosphere as he threw his head back against the wall, effectively making a thumping noise.

“Try again, lover boy,” Dabi smirked. “I’d hate to ruin that oh-so-pretty face of yours.”

Shindou’s eyes widened at the threat of those blue flames touching his face. Guilt overtook his features as he looked at your tear-stricken face.

“Fine, I did. We took a break, and she came to me. At first, it was a mistake...until it wasn’t. She respects me, and she loves me….”

“What? Yo...You’re lying. You have to be! I didn’t give you three years of my life for you to just throw it away for some bitch!” you mumble before screaming at him.

“Well, well, well, who knew you were such a narcissist!” Dabi laughed, yet there was no humor in his voice. “Only giving up when I threaten to burn your face? C’mon! That’s pathetic! Even for the great Pro Hero Grand. ”

“Case closed,” Tomura commented. “I’m sorry you had to find out this way, Wallflower.”

“You’re a sorry excuse of a man, hero, and a lover! I hope you fucking rot, you bastard!” you sob, pushing yourself away from Shiggy and running out the room.

Looking between the open door and Dabi, he glares at the tied-up hero before running after you.

“Now we’re gonna do something else. You’re gonna learn something new today, Yo. Don’t touch what’s ours. Ever.” Dabi growls as Shigaraki closes the door behind him.

End.

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th0tfairy · 3 years

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“Babe, do you love me more than your mom?”

❤️🥰❤️

Deku: umm.... I love you as MUCH as I love her...? 🥴

Iida: I love you both in different ways 🌹

Shouto: no❤️

Shindou: nope 😌

Sero: probably not... 😬 you’re definitely up there though 🤗

Kaminari: I love u more than anyone 🥺

Shinsou: do you? 😐

Kirishima: more than my mom...? 😰ummmmmmmmmm baby, you know I love you but.............. 😶

Natsuo: I love u more than my dad 😏

Bakugou: fuck that bitch

Shigaraki: I hate u both

Dabi: I guess

Hawks: yea 😭

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katsukisbimbo · 3 years

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✯pairing: shindou yo x reader

✯synopsis: overstimulation with shindou

✯wordcount: 813

✯warning: fem! reader, she/her pronouns, overstimulation, dacryphilia, spit, cunnilingus, squirting, degradation, sub/dom themes, coercion, and mean! shindou.

“N-No more!” you pathetically wailed, using your remaining strength to push at Yo’s head. Only for him to bury his head even further between your thighs, licking and sucking at your puffy lips. You had orgasmed about three times already, your limit fast approaching. The feeling of his hot tongue on your clit along with his thick, vibrating fingers made your whole body shake.

“Nah.” he quipped, diving back into his meal.

Both his tongue and fingers relentless, barely giving you time to breathe. Another orgasm in close proximity. Your moans and squeals steadily pouring out of your mouth, your desparateness apparent. You weren’t sure if you wanted him to stop, or to keep going. Drool continued to slide down your chin. You continued to babble incoherently, unsure of what you were actually pleading for, your senses being numbed.

“T-Too much! Yo! Ngh-I’ll cum!” you whimpered, earning a smirk from your tormentor. He loved it when you got all stupid for him. So far gone that you were unable to even speak coherent sentences, unable to string words together due to lust clouding your mind, due to Shindou clouding your mind.

“You like being a little cum whore don’t you, baby?” he queried, brow quirked in mock questioning. He continued. “Don’t you think you’re being a selfish slut? Cumming as many as what, three times? Not even offering your cute little mouth to me the way a slut should?”

He always knew how to get you desperate and whiney for him.

“‘M not selfish,” you pouted, turning slightly to face away from his handsome smirking face. His grip tightening around the fat of your thighs, leaving deep purple bruises in their wake. “You don’t think so?” he greedily swiped his tongue across your clit, electricity flowing throughout your body. You shook your head, tears freely streaming down your cheeks.

He cheekily pressed his intensely vibrating finger on your clit, harshly rubbing your little bundle of nerves in small, tight figure eights. You cried out, wrapping your legs around his back, effectively trapping him between your thighs in the process. He let out a laugh. Your reactions were just so cute, he couldn’t help but torture you a little.

“I-I,” you continued to stutter, causing his grin to stretch even further. “Let’s turn it up hm? I don’t feel like you’re cumming fast enough.” he mockingly pouted, increasing both the speed and power of the vibration in his fingers. You pushed your hips into him, your back arching off of the soft mattress. You pulled at his soft black locks, he gazed at you, your fucked out expression with your wet puffy lips.

He licked his lips before slotting his soft plush lips against your wet ones, not forgetting to play with your lower lips. His tongue gliding over your bottom lip, you pathetically opened your mouth like a desperate bitch, only being satiated by the feeling of his tongue licking into your mouth. You moaned into his mouth, the tight coil in your tummy continues to tighten, your orgasm teetering off of the edge.

“Yo!” you moaned into his mouth, your body shook as your orgasm came, your pussy ushing around his fingers. He refused to let up, his vibrating fingers still caressing your tender parts. You attempted to chastise him, wanting to let him know that you couldn’t take more, that you would pass out if he even tried. He ignored you, opting to grab your chin, letting a string of his saliva trickle into your mouth, automatically swallowing the gift he had given you.

“You can take more, slut.” he growled, sliding his fingers once more inside your tender walls, his quirk turned up even higher than before. You continued to sob, overstimulation being too much for your used body. “Be a good girl. You got this baby, I know you won’t disappoint me.” he grinned, pressing another kiss on your reddened lips.

Your orgasm approaching once more, quicker than the last few.

You pulled him down, kissing him deeply before releasing a high pitched squeal, gushing around his fingers once more, soaking the bed and sheets with your essence. You felt your eyes droop, the constant hum of his quirk finally stilling, your huffs the only sound. Your head lolled to the side, peeking at his figure, not even realizing that he got up in the first place.

He made his way into the washroom, your eyes closed for what seemed like a second, before cracking open, Shindou gently cleaning you off with a warm rag, prying your legs apart to reveal your battered cunt. You could see a sliver of a smirk present on his face. He was a true pervert, his cock still obviously hard in his pants, his precum stain evidence.

He glanced at your exhausted figure, seeing your eyes barely open before smiling.

“You want more?”

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plutosmut · 3 years

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[3:03 pm]

WARNING: shindou being sadistic, shindou using his quirk on your pussy, multiple orgams. degrading, breeding, short.

the ravennettes hips snapped against yours once more bringing you to your fourth high of the night. "yo....i think....i think im good." you sigh, your breath was ragged and hoarse as your throat was dry from the screaming and moaning you did mere seconds ago. the sadistic smile on shindous face made your stomach turn, you shouldnt have said anything. "youll be good, when i fucking say you are!" he grinned, his brown eyes filled with the utmost amount of lust. "if you only wanted to cum four times, you shouldve kept that dirty whore mouth off of my dick."

in the few hours before this, you had blown shindou while he was on a call with his agency. it was a harmless way to piss him off, hearing his voice shake over and over again as he tried to maintain his composure. you thought the fact that he had pushed your head down until your nosed touched his pubic hair that, that was it for your punishment. that was until he came into your shared room fingers on your clit vibrating non stop. you had to beg for him to fuck you, and even then he kept his pace slow. you were a mess, and thats how he liked you. "a messy little bitch for me, thats all you are. a fucking slut that relies on my cock for substance.." he continued to slam into you, his movements now becoming sloppy. "so good for me...fuck..so good." you were relieved when the feeling of warm cum filled your belly, he was finished.

or so you thought. it took him all of a minute to catch his breath before pulling you closer, grabbing your thighs ans swinging them over his shoulders. thats when he reinserted his dick into you, eyes scanning your fucked out form. this was going to be a long afternoon.

#yo shindo #bnha x black!reader #bnha x y/n #bnha smut #bnha headcanons #smut #shindou smut #black!reader implied #x black reader #anime #anime smut

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herwritingartcowboy · 3 years

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Reincarnated Seiji Shishikura x Demon Reader: Sweet Teaste, Pt.4: Hungry For A Fight

“Yeah that’s me, what do you from me” “It was you who took Y/n away”. The blonde say as he started to send of explosions their way. The two boys started to run away from the boys. “Do you have any powers to back them off” “Sh small eyes i have a plan”, Shindou said as the ground vibrate under them stopping the two demons in their tracks. “What the hell are they doing shitty hair” “I don’t know” “We’ll stop if you tell us why your here!” Shindou yelled as they boys looked at each other then back at the boys again.

It all started back before Seiji met you, you were a demon working along side others. You were the strong, brave, and can make any demon fall to their knees. But one battle you met Seiji the way you two fought no one shall what was coming. Some demons were kinda of catching on but you would always brush saying you were busy. But when they found out what happen they came up that you were seduce by an evil angel. But when they found out you went missing after the fight with the lords some came up that you died along with the angel. But the rest knew you were still alive and happy when they could smell there scent. Now they can see the angel who started it all.

“Wait i was a angel” “Yeah and one with a stick up your ass” “I guess you still do” “Hey i like this one”. As Kirishima laughed compliment Shindou, “Well to bad for that now you both tell us where Y/n is at then we’ll make your death quick” “No i won’t tell you were Y/n is at”. Shindou yelled not knowing what might happen to you. “I guess your deaths will be slow and painful”, they were about to start fighting till someone came in punching Bakugou throwing off Kirishima and him off balance. Everyone to see cold lifeless eyes that were yours as you glared at the two demons in front with your aura hungry for a fight.

#bakukiri #bnha shindou #seiji shishikura #seiji x reader #seiji shishikura x reader #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n #bnha au #demon au #bnha demon au

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l-a-scarlett · 4 years

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☆To Let Go

° • ☆ 10 ☆ • °

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"Hey hey"

You nudge him at his side, gaining his attention

"Don't look so gloomy man, it's not like I'll be gone for so long"

You said with a snicker,

You're all currently at the airport, sending you off.

"Five years are too long for shit (Nick name)"

Shindo roll his eyes at you,

In ten minutes, you'll leave.

"Five years are enough for you guys to be a pro hero while I will study my ass of their trying to become a good medic, asshat"

You snicker at him.

"Still"

He stated him a sigh

"Aw, just admit it, You'll miss me"

You joked,

"Maybe I will'

He avoided eye contact at you

You stare at him wide eyes,

If this was you months ago, you're heart would beat like crazy. But in the end you just smile bitterly at him, before looking back to the certain purple hair man, he gave you a nod of approval.

"Aww come on, Shindo. Lemme give ya a hug"

And you did.

For the last time, you let go of your luggage for a short period of time to hug him.

And as you did, he swore to himself he wanted to stay like that forever.

But then you have to let go,

you break off the hug as you pat him in the shoulder

"Don't gave Tatami a hard time okay?"

You chuckle at him

He roll is eyes at you, heart painfully hammering on his chest.

You're really leaving.

You heard a reminder that you should get going.

"Oh well"

You look at him

"I guess this is our good bye"

You smile at him before picking up your stuffs

"See you"

You ain't looking at him

You're looking at Seiji who was smiling back lovingly at you

You turn your back into them, yet if feels like he was the only one there.

For a moment, everything seems like a slow motion into him a he watch your figure disappear on the crowd

All your shared memories came crushing back into him, the laughs, the fights, the understanding, the crying and love came back into him like a wave crushing into the shore.

His heart throb painfully, wondering

I was the one who let you go so why does it hurts

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Masterlist

#shindo x reader #shindou x reader #shindou you #yo shindo #bnha shindo #shindou yo x reader #bnha x y/n #bnha x reader #bnha fanfiction #my hero academy fanfiction #my hero academia #my hero fanfic #my hero x reader #boku no hero x reader #bnha angst

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dearcupidcandy · 4 years

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Shindo do be kinda hot tho 🥵💘

#shindou hikaru #bnha x y/n

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kkyaka · 3 years

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A Lost Bet

Summary: You lost a bet between your friend, but the lost pales in comparison to what turned your life upside down

Pairing: Werewolf!Kirishima Eijirou x black!fem!reader

Word Count: 14,316 (...y’all, I am so sorry)

Warnings: fluff at multiple points in this thing, a/b/o dynamics??? sort of, reader’s human, little bit of stalking (but kiri means well), mentions of blood, deer killing (i’m sorry to deer lovers, but read it and you’ll understand LMFAO), courting, little bit of angst, shindou is an antagonist, nudity, actual wolves, monsterfucking, smut, kiri’s having his rut, male masturbation, oral (f), panty sniffing and licking??? (YALL, WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME???), multiple orgasms, overstimulation, dirty talk, decent amount of praise, nipple sucking, unprotected sex, marking, mating, knotting, talks of breeding, breeding kink basically, little bit of a lactation kink, aftercare and as usual (my trademark): fluff at the end of mind-blowing sex (if i missed anything, let me know cause I probably did, there’s a lot here), all characters are 20+

A/N: So, this is technically for the Only Fans Monster Collab, and this is SUPER LATE, but this had been rotting my brain, and I needed to write it, and, yes, once again, the word count did get away from me, I just went ham on this fic ngl lmfao, but I hope you enjoy it!

@miggiisdumb

"I'm telling you. There's nothing out here. And I told you that werewolves don't exist."

"Come on! There has to be some kind of evidence that there is!" You roll your eyes, looking back down at your phone even though she can't see you.

Your friend had heard rumors about werewolves and that they were "very much real" in your town, but you didn't believe it. You're not living in a Twilight movie. So, to prove her wrong, you decided to go out late at night, telling her that nothing or no one would come out, and you could win the bet. Simple, easy. A piece of cake even.

You rub your arms as you walk through the forest, your breath visible in front of you as you huff, the colder weather starting to kick in. "See? Literally, nothing is happening, and I don't hear a single thing," you emphasize. "Looks like you owe me lunch for the next week," you gloat, and you can hear her roll her eyes through the phone. You're about to turn around, satisfied with your victory when you hear a stick snap. You quickly turn your head in the direction of the sound that was definitely too loud for a squirrel or something small to make.

"Hey, are you okay?" You look back down at your phone, forgetting that your friend was on the phone in the midst of fear rising in your body.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just making sure I'm still winning," you respond, attempting to tone down the fear in your voice.

"Whatever," she grumbles. "Just get back home and tell me what you want," she laments, and you smile again, turning around to head back to your car.

When you finally turn, there's a huge figure in front of you, and you shriek loudly as you fall to the ground, the noise echoing through the forest. You can't move as your eyes land on...a wolf? There's no way, but it's bigger than any wolf you've seen on TV. And it's snarling at you, it's eyes blood red.

"y/n?! Are you okay?! What happened?!" your friend yells, and you glance down at the device next to your hand on the ground without turning your head, not keeping your eyes off of the animal for long.

"Nothing," you say quickly. "I tripped, I'm fine." Your body is frozen but trembling at the same time, and your closest help is on the phone, miles away from the woods. Your breathing is shaky, and it starts to come closer to you, and you can't move.

It's nearly in your face when you hear another growl, and you turn your head to see another one? The animal in front of you turns its head, and it backs away, fully turning its attention to the other one, which looks even bigger than the one, but its eyes are just as red.

It jumps in front of it, and they just stare each other down, not moving, and all you can do is watch, frozen in fear. The smaller but very much gigantic wolf looks back at you before running off, and in the middle of your mind racing and blaring alarms, you try to comprehend what in the fuck is happening.

The bigger wolf watches it leave, but when it turns to you, you jump, moving backward on the ground until your back hits a tree, the wolf following you. You're shaking uncontrollably now, nowhere to go, and you ultimately prepare for the worst. It carefully stalks towards you, and you shrink against the tree like it'll save you, and when it gets towards your face, you turn your head, wincing as you think that this is how you'll go out, and with the knowledge that your friend was fucking right.

You can feel its breath on your face, and your eyes open wide when you feel it lick up your neck. You carefully look at it, meeting its eyes before taking a deep breath. "You're not gonna eat me?" you ask pathetically, your voice barely audible even to your own ears, and it blinks at you.

You hesitate to move, but when it shows no sign of aggression, you carefully stand, the wolf taking a small step back to give you some room. You stare at it, many emotions running through you, and it nudges your hand softly, and you slowly lift your hand up, placing it on its head.

Its fur is soft, and a small smile forms on your face as it pushes its head further into your hand, its tail wagging when you scratch behind its ear. You huff out a laugh in disbelief, taking your hand away, and you watch it step back before it crouches down.

You watch in confusion, and your face morphs into fascination and then surprise when you watch it turn into a human right in front of your very eyes. The man stands up fully, and you know you have a look of bewilderment on your face, but then your eyes fall down his body.

"Oh, my God, you're naked," you exclaim softly, jumping lightly in place as you look away, and you hear footsteps coming closer to you.

"Are you okay?" The voice is deep but quiet, and you look up, seeing a redhead towering over you. You gulp heavily as you nod your head, too overwhelmed by everything that's happened in so little time. "Why are you out here by yourself?"

You take a little longer to respond, the man speaking in perfect English even though he just shifted from a wolf surprising you. "Werewolves are real?" you answer, your voice in complete disbelief.

He chuckles quietly, giving you a short shrug. "As far as I can tell," he jokes, and you notice the ears on his head twitching slightly, and in your peripheral, you can see the tail swishing behind him. "But seriously, are you okay?"

You nod quickly, sighing as you cross your arms over your chest. "Yeah, just a little bit...shocked," you describe, and you gasp when you remember that your friend was still on the phone. You look around for it, finding it under a couple of leaves, wiping the dirt off as you see that she hadn't hung up the phone.

"What the hell are you doing?!" she screams when you finally speak to her, and you glance at the man in front of you before responding.

"Nothing, just got a little sidetracked, I'm heading to my car now."

"I can walk you back," he offers, and you shake your head, not really knowing how you would manage to walk back to your car with a naked man beside you.

"No, it's okay. I can manage." You give him a soft smile talking to your friend when she speaks again, and you wave at him before walking back to your car.

Did you tell your friend that she was right? Uh, no. Did you go back in the woods a couple of days later to try and find him again? Stupidly, yes, you did. You roughly remember where the encounter happened, and you felt bad because you didn't even thank the guy, and it had been bugging you.

This time, you decided to go as the sun is starting to set, thinking that going late at night wasn't this best idea, but hell, going back out here again is fucking stupid. You look around hyper-aware of your surroundings this time, but there's no way you'd be able to sense a wolf coming out of nowhere.

You think you hear something behind you, but when you look there's nothing there, and when you look back in front of you, you're screaming and finding yourself back against a tree as a different wolf corners you against it.

Its fur is more of a dark brown, and it's not as big as the man a couple of days ago, but it's still as menacing. You grimace as you try to keep eye contact as you hold your hands up. "I'm just looking for someone," you start, your voice strained as you try to keep your distance from it as it gets in your face. "He saved me a couple days ago, I just wanted to thank him," you explain, hoping that it can understand you or at least see that you're not a threat.

"Relax, Bakugou, she's okay." You relax slightly when you hear the familiar voice, and the wolf huffs at you before backing away, and you're still in shock when you watch it shift into a man as well.

"So, the nakedness is a common theme, I see," you comment under your breath as the blonde man in front of you crosses his arms, a deep scowl on his face as the redhead walks up towards you, naked as well of course.

"You're not allowed here," Bakugou tells you.

"I know, I know," you answer quickly. "I just wanted to say thanks for saving me earlier. I realized I didn't say it, so..." You trail off, looking between the two taller men.

"You didn't have to put yourself in danger to do that," the taller one muses, and you respond with a hesitant smile as you shrug.

"Yeah, but there was really no other way to do it." Bakugou rolls his eyes, moving to survey the area as the man keeps his attention on you.

"Well, you're welcome," he tells you warmly. "And I'm Kirishima. And you've obviously already met Bakugou." The blond just huffs at his words, and you laugh softly as you tell him your name. "That's really pretty," he tells you like it's something he wasn't really supposed to say out loud, and he clears his throat when he hears his words. "You should probably get back before it gets too dark."

"Right," you start, taking a step forward. "Thanks again, Kirishima." You both share another private smile before you walk off, Kirishima watching you go.

"Don't do it," Bakugou tells him when you finally disappear. "She's human, Kirishima," he adds like that isn't the most obvious thing in the world, and Kirishima sighs as he looks towards his friend.

"You can't pick them, Bakugou. You know that better than anyone," he says, and Bakugou only responds with a roll of his eyes, but Kirishima can see him trying to hide the faint pink appearing in his cheeks.

You've obviously come to the conclusion that you'll never see Kirishima again, but that doesn't mean that you still don't think about him every now and then. You ended up asking your friend more about werewolves coming up with some bullshit excuse like you just wanted to know where she got her information from, and it just went deeper from there.

Of course, there's not much recent information, and you figured since werewolves are "rumored," they prefer to stay hidden, so you didn't tell your friend anything about your encounters with not one, but three werewolves. It's been going on three weeks now, and nothing's really changed, but a part of you is disappointed. You've just gone on with your life like nothing happened, doing the mundane things you've always done: go to work, go to the store if you need to, go home, go to sleep, hang out with your friends if you're all free.

You finally have a weekend off, happy that you finally get some time to yourself, and you open the front door, getting ready to walk to the end of your driveway and get the mail when you notice something on your doorstep. You almost stepped on it, but you manage to step around it just in time, looking down to see a pile of flowers.

They look like they've been hand-picked, and you crouch down, looking over it before you look around, seeing if you can see who could've done this because it looks too put together to be unintentional, but you don't see anyone. You're a little skeptical about it, so you go get your mail before touching it, but as you're walking back into your house, you find yourself stopping to look at it again.

The flowers are really pretty, beautiful even, and you bite down on the chance that whoever did this isn't some creepy stalker that's trying to hurt you, and you pick up the flowers before walking inside.

You've put the flowers in an old vase you had found, and they hadn't even died yet, and there's more on your doorstep, this time the assortment is even bigger. You frown in concern and a little in fear, and you try to sense if someone could be watching you, but you don't really feel anything, and you're not fully sure what causes a shiver to run down your spine.

But there's a part of you that doesn't want to throw them away, so you just place them in a planter you have, leaving them outside. You've asked your friends if they're playing some kind of prank on you, but they tell you that they have no idea what you're talking about, and you don't talk about it like you're worried so that they don't get concerned.

You wait for an even bigger arrangement to be on your doorstep, but it never comes. You had been thinking about it almost everywhere you went, but every time you open your door, expecting to see it, but you don't. You shake off your worry as nothing since everything seems to be going back to normal, and you don't think about it again.

You're hot. Like ridiculously hot. You groan softly, your skin almost sticky with sweat, and you remember having the heat on, but you don't remember having it set to an inferno. You go to push the blankets off of you in your barely awake state, but you stop moving slowly when your blankets have suddenly become solid, and when you realize that you're not doing that much moving.

Because you can't. When you try to move your body, it doesn't budge, and as you wake up and start to become more coherent, you start to hear breathing that's not yours, and your neck is the hottest part of your body. You open your eyes, realizing that there is a body on top of you.

Your eyes widen as you start to flail, shocked screams that sound more like gibberish flying out of your mouth, and the person's head sits up suddenly, their body not moving off of yours. "Kirishima? What the fuck?" you exhale, letting your head fall back against the pillows when you realize he's technically not a stranger in your bed.

"Were you having a nightmare?" he asks, the moonlight coming in from the window illuminating his face, and you can see concern laced with the utmost attention on his face, his ears upright.

You sigh heavily as you close your eyes for a split second before looking back at him. "No, you scared me. I thought someone had broken in, or--" You don't mean to raise your voice at him but you were awoken to what seemed like a terrible surprise, and your adrenaline levels are through the roof.

His ears fall as he slumps slightly, making you realize how much of his weight is actually on you. "But you took care of the flowers, and you left the window open so I thought--"

"You left the flowers?" you ask, looking at your alarm clock, rubbing your eyes when you see that it's three in the morning. You did leave the window open, doing so in order to get some fresh air in while you were cleaning and you must've been too tired to realize that you hadn't closed it for the night. "Wait, you were stalking me?"

He gives you a shy look as he glances somewhere off to the side. "I didn't mean to scare you, honest. I just wanted to make sure you were okay," he says softly.

"By sneaking into my house at night and giving me a heart attack?" The look he gives you is even more pitiful, his ears practically pinned to his head, and he starts to move.

"I can just go if--"

"No," you start, grabbing his arm as you sigh again. "I'm sorry, it's just the adrenaline." His ears perk up a little, and he's already here; there's no point in sending him off now, and you don't know how long he's been here. "You can stay, just give a girl a heads-up the next time."

You hear a fwapping sound on your bed, realizing it's his tail wagging before he falls back on you again, nearly knocking the wind out of you before he happily nuzzles your neck. It tickles a little, so you laugh softly, pushing his head away. "Okay, okay! I said you can stay, but you can't stay on top of me. I feel like I'm gonna melt."

He moves off of you, but it's not even a second before he's got you on your side, one arm wrapped around you. You're finally able to kick the blankets off, nearly sighing in relief when you feel cool air finally hit your skin. You can still hear his tail wagging, and you can't help but smile, really wondering what in the hell you've gotten yourself into.

When you wake up in the morning, the sun is directly in your face, causing you to move a hand in front of your face to block the light. You go to move, but when you can't, the event that happened floods back into your mind. You turn to try and see him, but you're just met with his chest, having to look up to see his face.

He's actually not snoring too loud, his ears twitching every now and then, and you shake your head at the absurdity of the situation you're currently in. You try to slide out of his arm, but once you start moving away from him, the arm around your middle tightens. "Where ya going?" he slurs, his eyes still closed, and you're surprised he can have such a tight grip when he's half-asleep.

"To use the bathroom. I'll be right back." He reluctantly lets you go, and you stretch when you finally stand, shivering slightly now that his warmth isn't against your back. You yawn as you pad towards the bathroom, brushing your teeth after you pee and wash your hands, and when you open the door, you gasp loudly seeing Kirishima standing on the other side.

"Morning," he chirps, his tail wagging softly, and you half-smile as you let your hand fall from the doorknob.

"Morning," you say, your voice saying that this whole thing is still pretty shocking to you, and you squeeze past him, walking back into your room, a plan in your mind to find something to eat, but once you get past him, his arms are wrapped around you, and he's walking with you into the kitchen. Sure, start off your morning with some breakfast and a werewolf attached to you.

You're not even sitting on a chair at your dining table, your sitting in his lap, and he just sits there, occasionally rubbing his nose on your neck as you eat and watch TV. You're amazed at yourself that you're not as bothered as you figured you should be, but he's not really hindering you from doing anything, and it is your weekend off, so it's not so bad.

"Are you gonna leave soon?" you wonder, and when you look at him, his ears have fallen again.

"You don't want me to stay?"

"No, no. I was just--I mean, what about your friends?" you ask, and he just gives you a shrug as his arms tighten around your waist.

"They'll be fine." It's all he says before he turns his attention back to the nature documentary that you had put on because it seemed to grab all of his attention. You look at him for a second before you finish off the rest of your food.

You start to think about everything that's occurred in the last week, and you remember reading something about how werewolves court, but it was outdated, and there wasn't anything that was particularly human-related, so the last thing you expected was an open window to be an invitation to just come on in.

You spend the rest of the day doing nothing basically, not really wanting to because you had no reason to leave, but everywhere you went, Kirishima was there, even standing outside the door while you went to the bathroom just like he did this morning, and you were nearly expecting him to just come in with you.

Your friend had texted you earlier, making plans and you agreed, you not being the one to turn down a girl's night, and when you tell Kirishima, he looks more than distraught. "You're leaving?"

"It's only gonna be for a couple of hours," you respond, deciding to wait until he leaves to start changing, but it doesn't look like he's going to budge.

"Can I go with you?" It's like you're seeing actually puppy dog eyes, and you grimace softly.

"I don't think that's such a good idea. No one knows about your...kind, right? You can't risk it," you try.

"I can hide it, I've done it before." You sigh, starting to feel bad, but it's just supposed to be you and your friends.

"You can't, Kirishima, I'm sorry. I'll be back though, and then you'll see me again, okay?" You try to find a middle ground, and it seems to work because even though he slouched over, his ears down, he nods. "You can come see me again. It'll be like I never left." He doesn't look any more pleased, and he gives you your space as you decide on an outfit to wear, gently ushering him out of the room so you can change.

When you come out of your room, he's on you again, but this time you feel his tongue on your neck. "What the hell are you doing?" you nearly screech in shock, pushing him away lightly, and he backs away for a second, but he's still on top of you.

"You won't smell like me anymore," he mumbles against your skin, and you huff softly as you rub a hand over his head.

"It's just a girl's night, okay? My "smell" shouldn't change that much," you tell him, but it doesn't deter him, and he keeps touching you until he feels like he's done enough. "Am I good to go?" you ask playfully, and he doesn't look that happy, but he nods anyway.

Your phone dings with a text, and you look at it before heading towards the door. "Okay, my ride's here. I'll see you later." And that's the last thing you say before heading out the door.

When you're friend drops you off, it takes a little bit longer for you to get to the door, you're not drunk, but you're definitely a couple of steps from it. You fumble with your keys until you finally get it in the lock, stumbling through the door and closing it behind you before locking it.

You're too focused on taking your shoes off to notice anything else but the task that you're doing, and when you look up, you see Kirishima standing in front of you. You jump, your hand coming up to your chest before you sigh heavily. "Kirishima? What are you doing here?"

"You said you were gonna be back in a couple of hours."

"I thought you would be--well, I did say that," you surrender, and when you try to take a step forward, he crowds you against the door, doing the same thing he did to you before you left.

"You smell like another man," he starts. "I thought you said it was a girl's night."

You scoff as you just let him keep doing what he's doing, knowing that you read something about this, so it's probably going to be a normal occurrence. "Well, yeah that's what I told you, but I wasn't actively hanging out with any guys tonight."

"Is there someone else?" he asks suddenly, his head snapping up to look at your face, and you frown.

"What? Kiri, no. I swear, there were just some guys at this place we went to. Nothing happened," you reassure, noticing that he looks really upset, and you rub your head, feeling a headache coming on. "I need my bed," you say softly, and you go to turn, but suddenly your feet aren't on the floor anymore. Kirishima's carrying you now, and he's walking into your room and towards your bed, and you struggle in his arms slightly. "Wait, I need to brush my teeth or at least change into my pajamas."

"That can wait," he says, leaving no room for argument, and you can't really fight him once you hit the sheets, sleep coming out of literally nowhere, and you can already feel yourself drifting off. You groan quietly when you feel Kirishima lay on top of you, but sleep is already coming over you, and within minutes you're out.

The first thing you notice when you wake up is that it feels like there's a wad of cotton in your mouth, and you swallow heavily in an attempt to wet your mouth and your throat. The second thing you notice is that you can't move. Again.

You can't even throw his arm off of you, and you sigh, relaxing before you try again. "I'm not letting you leave," he says.

"But I have to pee," you moan. "And shower, just do anything hygiene-related in general," you add, and you expect him to let you up, but you're thrown for a loop when you suddenly feel weightless and you're nearing the bathroom door, but you're not walking there yourself. He sits you on the counter, and when you try to move, he puts a firm hand on your stomach.

"Don't move." His voice is soft, but it's firmer than it's ever been, so you don't move, and he places a hand on your forehead. "How are you feeling?"

"My head kinda hurts," you say softly, and he nods before leaving the bathroom, and you quickly pee before he comes back, sitting back on the counter. He comes back with a cup of water, grabbing some pain medication and handing it to you.

You take it, and then he's grabbing your toothbrush, and you try to push him away when he tries to do it for you, but he stops you again. "Let me take care of you." You sigh quietly, the look on his face making you relent, and you sit there, letting him brush your teeth, and you actually can tell how big he actually is compared to you.

Even sitting on the counter, he's still towering over you, and he wipes your face off with a washcloth, moving to the shower next. He turns on the water, setting it to a temperature that he thinks is good enough for you before moving you off the counter.

You lift your arms up so that he can take your dress off, and as he takes off the rest of your clothes, you try to hide yourself, but he doesn't seem to really notice because he's pushing you towards the tub. You step in, the water feeling so refreshing that you don't realize that he's gotten in with you until you feel his hands on your shoulders.

You turn around, your face meeting just over his sternum, and you actually take your time to look at him even more as he's washing you, and your eyes widen when you realize that his body isn't the only big thing about him. You never really noticed it because you didn't just want to look at his junk, but now that he's standing here in front of you, it's hard for you to tear your eyes away from it.

He's completely focused on you, turning you around to wash the other side of you, and his hands are so soft against your skin that you can't really think about anything else, but you really can't when he rinses you off and pulls you against his body. His big arms wrap around your middle, and you hum softly when you feel his lips on your neck, brushing over the junction of your neck and shoulder.

His nose moves over it before you feel his teeth graze over the spot, but then he stops. "Not yet," he mumbles, and you frown as you turn your head to face him.

"Not yet?" you repeat, and he just looks at you, nodding his head in confirmation.

"Not yet." He cuts the water off, getting a towel to dry himself off before drying you off, and you sit on your bed quietly as he rubs lotion over your body.

"I didn't mean to make you upset last night," you start, and he looks up at you as he finishes. "It wasn't my intention," you add, and he just waves you off with a smile, pulling you into his lap.

"It's okay. As long as you don't leave again any time soon." He looks ecstatic, and you hate to burst his bubble, but you might as well rip the band-aid off now.

"I actually have to work this week. I was only home all weekend cause I didn't have to." His ears fall as his hands slow down with their movements against your body. "But I'll be coming back!" you try. "I'll be back before you know it."

He's nowhere near pleased about it, but he decides to try and make up for it by keeping you in his arms for the rest of the day, barely letting you leave.

Trying to leave was taking a lot longer than it usually does, having to convince Kirishima that you would be back, and with him scenting you on top of that, another thing that you definitely decided would happen very often. You basically had to pull yourself out of the door, giving him a few scratches behind his ear to finally let you go.

You don't have to hesitate to admit that you'd rather be at home than sitting at a desk all day, already surprised with yourself that you're so suddenly used to have Kirishima attached at your hip that you feel kind of empty? in a way. You think about calling him, but you haven't even given him your number, and you don't even know if he has a phone.

You do have a house phone though, but the moment you try to reach for it, your manager comes to tell you that he's dragging you into another meeting. You discreetly roll your eyes as you stand. The phone call will just have to wait, but you're pretty sure he's fine.

Kirishima is restless. And that's putting it lightly. He's been pacing around your house since you left, and time feels like it's moving in slow motion. He's laying on the bed, but that seemed to make time move even slower. You told him when you were going to be back, so out of complete boredom, he goes back to his actual home, hoping that he doesn't come back to it being complete chaos.

When he gets there, it's just Bakugou, and he doesn't waste any time commenting on what he's doing. "You came back a lot sooner than expected," he starts, but his voice softens a little when he speaks again. "She reject the flowers? I told you it wasn't a good idea."

"No," Kirishima starts with a soft laugh even though his body is displaying how upset he is. "She has work, so I'm by myself for the next six hours."

"That's what humans do. I told you that when you first had the thought, and you knew that when you first had the thought, but--"

"Alright, alright, Bakugou. I get it." He sighs, rubbing a hand on his neck. "But you've experienced it all, and I haven't. Even if she's human, and even if I get to experience a little bit of it, I want to."

He doesn't respond to that, only giving him a look that Kirishima can interpret as understanding. "You do know that there's a risk since she isn't claimed, right? Shindou is still out there. Who knows what he's doing right now."

"I won't let that happen," Kirishima states. "I'm not going to let anything happen to her, and won't let him get near her."

Bakugou waves him off with his hand, a half-grin on his face. "Yeah, yeah. Whenever you do find him, call me. Let me get a few hits in."

A smile breaks out on Kirishima's face as he shakes his head fondly before he nods. "Yeah, always."

When you get back home, you're more than surprised when you're not backed against the door, a werewolf scenting you down. It's too quiet in the house as you slip your shoes off, throwing your keys on the tiny table you have by your door. You check your room first, confusion covering your face when you see the sheets are unmade but there's no one in the bed.

The house actually looks like it hasn't been touched, and you're racking your brain trying to figure out where Kirishima could've gone because you're back at the time you told him, so he shouldn't be out looking for you. You walk into the kitchen, and you look out the window to see Kirishina outside, rolling in a pile of leaves. As a wolf.

You scramble through your back door, running up to him, and he hears you before you even turn the corner, and you have to stop in order to not run into him. "What the hell are you doing?" you start, and he turns his head to the side, his tag wagging vigorously behind him. "You can't be out here! Like this!" You wave your arms at his form, and he tilts his head, sitting down in front of you, and even in this form, he's still way bigger than you, his head at your chest.

You don't even know if he can understand you, but you keep talking anyway. "Someone could see you. You can't be a wolf in my backyard." He finally shifts, standing tall in front of you and naked in your fucking backyard.

"Sorry, I just didn't know what to do while you were gone," he says, and your sigh is audible as you close your eyes, rubbing your fingers over your forehead.

"I get that, but if you wanna go wolf, you can't do that here. There's some woods not too far from here, and you can run around or play or whatever, just not here." You repeat yourself, not knowing what could've happened if someone were to see him, and you know there's absolutely nothing you could use as an excuse.

His ears fall a little as he nods, and he's following you closely into the house when you walk back inside, and you collapse on your bed. It's not too long before you're being flipped over, and a weight is on top of you, and thankfully he's put on some sweats as he starts to return your smell back to him.

You're able to reach for the remote without having to move, and you turn on the TV, having to turn the volume up due to Kirishima's tail smacking the bed. He doesn't move off of you after he's done, his nose rubbing against your neck.

"Are you happy now?" you chide since his tail hasn't stopped moving since you've gotten home, and he makes a happy noise that sounds more like a small growl.

"I have nothing to do when you're gone," he says against your skin, his arms wrapping around you tighter, and you huff softly, moving a hand up to scratch as his ears, and you swear you can hear him purring as he tilts his head towards your hand. "I hate it when you leave."

"I know, but I have to. If I could stay home then I would. But I'll come back. I'm not leaving." Or rather you really can't, because at the end of the day this is your house, but you don't add that part in. "So, what else did you do today besides roll around in the backyard?"

"I went to go see Bakugou, and--" He stops, his body going stiff for a second before he lifts his head to look at you, and your hand drops from his head in question. "Be careful, okay?"

Your mouth drops open slightly, stunned at his sudden statement. "For what?"

"Just be careful. Promise me you will."

You nod shortly. "Yeah, okay." And he drops his head back into your neck, pushing his head back into your hand, and you start rubbing behind his ears again like nothing happened.

It's been about a month since you met Kirishima, and you guess you could call him your boyfriend? Nothing coupley has really happened by human standards you would say, but he's practically moved in at this point. You have noticed that for the past couple of days he's been more distant, not laying on top of you as much, and you wonder why.

He's never home most of the time, and instead of seeing him all of the time when you're home, you're seeing him a couple of times a night. You haven't really questioned him about it because he's reassured you time after time that it has nothing to do with you, he's just going through something right now. He tells you there's nothing you can do when you ask if you can help him, and he drops it at that, running off into the night again.

You've been swamped with so much work lately that you haven't had enough time to think about the possibilities it could be, figuring it has to do with something about him being a werewolf, and when you come home, he's not rubbing himself all over you once you walk in the door.

Not even a couple of minutes after you close the door, you hear rustling on your front porch, so you turn around, opening the door, and you nearly jump out of your skin when you hear a loud thump on your doorstep. You think it's Kirishima as you finish swinging the door open, but he's standing right in front of you. With blood on his face.

Your brows furrow as you look down, stopping the scream that comes out of your mouth with your hand when you see a deer laying by his feet, and it definitely doesn't look alive. You look back at him in horror, but he just has a smile on his face, his tail wagging behind him.

"W-What?" It's all you can say, not knowing what to say, the smell of blood starting to flood into your nose.

"I hadn't shown you that I could provide for you," is all the information he gives you, and it takes you a second to come up with something to respond with.

"Am I supposed to eat that?"

He nods quickly, not tearing his eyes away from you, and you take a deep breath, covering your nose as the smell floods in again. "Um, thank you?" You say slowly, and that somehow makes his tail move even more.

Now where in the actual hell are you going to put that thing? You don't even know how to properly fix a deer in order to not get an internal parasite, and there's no way you're keeping that in your house. "You can just put it on the back porch for now," you say, almost absentmindedly because you're still reeling from the shock of this situation, and he hosts it up on his shoulder like it's as light as a backpack, and when he tries to step in the house, you stop him.

"Outside" you add, pointing outside because you don't want blood all over the house, and he proudly carries it back there, and you pray that no one sees him.

When he comes back, he tries to touch you, but you stop him with a hand on his chest. "You smell like blood," you say, wrinkling your nose now that you can smell him fully now. "Go get in the shower. Now."

He deflates. "But--"

"Now." Your voice is a little louder, more firm, and he slouches even more before making his way towards the bathroom, and you sigh when you hear the door close.

Sometimes, you asked for excitement in your life, but you're not sure if this is exactly what you meant.

You're not back home when you should be, and Kirishima is past worried. He also noticed that the deer was gone roughly a couple of days after he brought it to you. He needed to blow off some steam, and it happened in the heat of the moment, but he realized that he didn't show you that he could be a good mate, and he brought it home.

You wouldn't really do away with it, would you?

His heart sinks a little as he thinks about it, but he's more worried about you. You gave him your number a while ago, but he'd just rather see you with his own eyes than hear your voice over the phone. He's about a step from the door when he hears a car door slam, and he stops, immediately recognizing your scent, and he opens the door when you walk up.

"Where were you?" It's the first thing that comes out of his mouth, his worry taking over, and you adjust your hold on the box you're holding in your arms.

"I had to make a quick stop," you grunt. "Now, if you could move this box is really heavy." He quickly moves out of the way, closing the door behind you as he follows you into the kitchen. You set the box down on the counter heavily, your breathing ragged as you rest your top half on the counter.

"What's in the box?" he asks, his sniffing audible to you, and you set yourself up on the counter next to it.

"The deer you brought me." His eyes widen as they look towards you. "I know absolutely nothing about deer, but someone at work does. And they got it processed. You know, so I don't get sick when I eat it." You end with a sigh. You're gonna be eating deer for a while.

Kirishima stopped listening after your first sentence. "You kept the deer?"

"Yeah, I mean, it's not every day a werewolf brings me a deer. And you looked really proud, so I didn't just wanna get rid of it."

He's moving over to you at lightning speed, and you suddenly feel his lips on yours, but the moment you get over your surprise and melt into the kiss, he's pulling away, his face in your neck. "You kept the deer." It sounds like it's supposed to be more to himself than to you, but you still hear it, and you notice that he's paying a lot more attention to the junction between your shoulder and your neck, feeling his nose on it, and then his lips.

He pulls away, stopping himself before it gets too far, and he's moving too fast, and when he finally looks at you, he stops moving. "Is there something special about me keeping the deer?" you ask in disarray, and he nods his head happily, but he doesn't give you an explanation, then he's going rigid, his face falling. "What?"

He steps back from you a little. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to--I just got excited." You tilt your head a little, not understanding what he means, but then it hits you. You grab his hand before you move away from you, giving him a soft smile.

"No, it's okay," you reassure. "It was nice," you say quietly, and he smiles widely as he steps closer to you.

"Then can I kiss you again?" You chuckle at the question but nod your head anyway, and he's crowding you again, and you hold your breath in anticipation, sighing when his lips finally meet yours.

His arms wrap around your waist as your legs spread to fit his body, and he pulls away before leaning in again, this time with a deeper kiss, and your arms wrap around his neck when he picks you up, your legs doing the same as he carries you to your room.

He sets you on the bed carefully, fitting himself back between your thighs as his hands find your waist again. You moan softly as his tongue moves into your mouth slowly, your fingers moving into his hair at the base of his neck. As things get more heated, he pulls away, kissing down your neck as his hands crawl under your shirt, and you notice that his nails feel sharper along with his teeth against your skin.

"Eijirou." You whine it softly into the air when his nails graze over your skin, causing goosebumps to form all over your body. He pushes your shirt up, his hands starting to grope at your tits, and you moan even louder when you feel his teeth start to bite down on your neck.

He stops then, realizing what he was about to do, and you put a hand on his cheek when he stops moving. He lifts himself up, opening his eyes, but he has to close them when he sees your face, the look on it making it harder for him to fight his urge. "Fuck," he says under his breath, taking a deep breath as he tries to calm himself down.

You lift yourself up with your elbow, and when he finally looks at you again, there's concern etched in your eyes. "Are you okay?"

He nods a little, his body sagging when he sighs. "Yeah. I'm sorry," he starts. "It's not you, I swear," he promises, resting his hands on your arms. "It's just--not yet."

"Okay," you respond with a quiet huff. "We don't have to rush anything, it doesn't bother me." You move a little, fixing your shirt, and his eyes instantly zeroing on your neck, his teeth marks still there, and his brain malfunctions again.

He shakes his head, getting up quickly, and you try to reach for him, but then he's rushing out of the room, and then you hear the front door close.

You were worried about Kirishima, so you waited for him to come back, wondering what could be wrong because your concern is growing. You wake up when you feel a weight falling on you, and you immediately wrap your arms around him, realizing you must've fallen asleep waiting for him, and you're glad that you don't have to work tomorrow.

"Where'd you go?" you ask softly, moving a hand to his head, and you notice that his hair is damp, so he must've just gotten out of the shower.

"I wanted to clear my head. I didn't mean to make you worry," he mumbles in your neck, and you move your head away so that he'll look at you.

"Can you tell me what's going on? You're starting to scare me," you tell him honestly, and he sighs as he moves off of you, rolling onto his side and you do the same, facing him.

"It's the full moon. It makes it harder to stay...calm," he finishes slowly and you shrug.

"And that means?"

"My instincts to do certain things start to kick in harder, and I don't want to hurt you." It's not a total lie, but he doesn't want to say what he wants because he doesn't want to scare you away. He doesn't think he will because of how easily you just accepted him into your life, and he knows he's thrown you for a loop, but it's just to be safe.

"You're not gonna hurt me, Eijirou." You say after you laugh lowly between the two of you.

"It's just to be safe," he reiterates.

"Well, thanks for telling me," you say, a yawn following after. "And if there's anything that I can do, just let me know, okay?"

He nods, but little do you know.

Kirishima's back to acting the way that he was, holding onto you every chance he got, being right there at the door when you got home, barely letting you leave to get to work. You actually realized how much you missed it, the feeling of being touched constantly, made you ridiculously touch starved when you weren't surrounded by him. It even got to the point where you were either climbing on top of him or moving him closer to you.

Seeing you act this way only makes Kirishima happier, his tail seeming to wag nonstop now, and you find yourself starting to hate leaving the house, and you really despise going to work even more than you use to. Of course, no one knows about him, not wanting to tell anyone that your boyfriend is a werewolf or wanting to explain a million things to them. Maybe one day, you'll tell one of your friends, but until then, you won't say a word.

When you get home, you're basically pushed out of the door as soon as you get in it, and you try to push against Kirishima, but you don't really do as much moving of him as he is of you. "Kirishima, what are you doing?"

"Nothing, uh, you said you needed to go to the store, right? I'll go with you." He says it quickly, pulling you towards your car, and despite your confusion, you get in anyway.

"Are you hiding something?" you question, putting your keys into the ignition, and he shakes his head, waving you off.

"No, of course not," he denies. "You said you needed to go grocery shopping, and I wanted to get to you before you didn't want to go anymore."

You squint at him, but you start the car anyway, backing out of the driveway.

He's already hiding the very noticeable features about him, and he seems more excited about going to the store than you do. He's walking with his arms wrapped around your waist as you push the shopping cart through the aisles, and there's a couple of times where you can hear his tail moving in his pants, and you have to tell him to knock it off so prevent getting weird looks from strangers.

You're going down the aisles in order so that you don't have to keep going back and forth, but you realize you forgot something that wasn't on the list, and Kirishima offers to go get it. You rest your weight on the cart, making sure it doesn't roll from under you, looking at your phone while you wait for him to come back.

"That seems like a lot of food for just you." You turn your head to the voice, meeting a man with jet black hair that towers over you, and you chuckle.

"Oh, my boyfriend could eat for days, so I have to make sure he's got enough," you joke, and you put yourself flush against the cart when he steps closer to you.

"Well, it doesn't look like your boyfriend's here," he counters. "And it doesn't look like you're claimed either." He whispers the next sentence, and you swallow heavily, Kirishima's warning of being careful blaring in your head. There's something familiar about him, but you can't pin it, and...what does he mean by claimed?

You release an uneasy laugh, trying to push the cart away, but he keeps stalking closer to you, and you don't know what to do because you don't want to make a scene, and you can't just scream Kirishima's name across the store.

"Get the fuck away from her, Shindou." You jump when Kirishima's suddenly next to you, pushing him out of the way and stepping in front of you. You grab onto his arm as you look past it, Shindou's eyes on Kirishima.

"'S been a while since I've seen you in your human form, Eijirou," he muses, but Kirishima doesn't break a smile, his whole body tense. You frown at his statement, trying to piece everything together, but what he says next causes it to all make sense. "I saw her first that night, yet she's the one with you. How does that work?"

He was the other wolf that night? It makes you think that he's the very reason why Kirishima told you to be careful, but you had never crossed paths with him, at least you didn't think you did.

"You could've at least talked to me, instead of stalking towards me like you were gonna kill me," you speak up, and his eyes cut to you, and you hold the stare, not faltering.

You can feel Eijirou's breathing pick up, and you slide your hand into his, feeling his nails getting sharper, and you rub circles onto the back of his hand with your other one. It calms him down a little bit, his nails start to dull, but his breathing stays heavy.

They shouldn't do this here, at least they should know that it isn't a good idea. You don't much about Shindou, but you hope that he's smart enough to not start a fight in the middle of the store aisle.

He smirks at you, looking back at Kirishima. "You two have fun with your shopping," he says before walking off, and you both watch him until he disappears. When you feel Kirishima might follow him, you stop him, tightening your grip on his arm.

"Let's just go, Eiji. That was the last thing on the list," you try, and he turns around, setting his hands on the shopping cart, caging you in-between him before heading towards the register.

He's still tense even after you walk out of the store, and he helps you load the bags in the car when he turns around suddenly. He's looking off somewhere, and you follow his line of sight, but you can't tell what he's looking at. "Kiri--"

"Get in the car," he tells you firmly, and you stop moving towards him, your frown deepening.

"What?"

"Get in the car." He hasn't looked your way, his eyes staring in the direction he's looking at, and you walk in front of him.

"Kirishima, I'm not leaving you. Let's just go, okay? It'll be fine--" You stop when he looks down at you, his eyes redder than they usually are.

"Get in the car and go home." He starts to walk off, and you know there's no way you can stop him, but you try. "I'll be back before you know it." He says it with a smile and then he's running off, and you call after him, but it's no use as you watch him disappear.

You waited for him in the parking lot for about an hour, and he never came back. Your hands are shaking with worry as you drive home, quickly hauling the groceries into the house. You sit down on the couch, your leg bouncing as you anxiously wait for Kirishima to come through the door.

You're so wired, you put the groceries away to try and calm yourself, but when he's still not back, you start to pace back and forth. You tried calling his phone, but your heart dropped when you hear it ringing in your room. You lay down on the couch, watching the door, listening for anything, any sign of him, but it never comes.

It's going on four AM now, and your eyes burn with sleep, but you can't bring yourself to close your eyes. The sleep starts to win out about ten minutes later, but then you hear footsteps on the porch, and you're racing to the door. Your hand is hovering over the doorknob, not knowing who could actually be on the other side, but then you hear your name and that familiar voice.

"It's me. You can let me in."

You're swinging the door open, and he's walking inside, and you look at him, but see that his face has blood on it. His shirt is ripped and filled with blood too, and tears fall from your eyes against your will.

"You are a fucking asshole!" you scream, and you try to hit him in the chest, but he catches your wrist, the smile on his face falling. You try to hit him again but stops you once more. "You had me scared shirtless for hours! And you left your fucking phone! And stop catching my wrists so I can fucking hit you!"

You're nearly hysterical, but he grips your wrists a little tighter, pulling your arms down. "Baby, relax. Relax. I'm okay." You don't want to relax. There's tears streaming down your face, and he wipes them away, and your fatigue finally hits you as you slump. "It's over, okay? He won't mess with us anymore." Your eyes widen, and he shakes his head, already knowing what you're thinking. "No, I didn't do that. But he's not anywhere near here anymore."

You nod slowly, looking down as you calm your heart, and he lifts your head up by your chin. "Have you slept?" he asks, and you scoff as you throw your hands up, letting them fall back down at your sides.

"Of course, I haven't slept. I didn't know what happened to you, I was worried." You look down his body again, and you see that he's still bleeding. You grab his hand, ignoring him when he tells you that you need to lay down as you guide him to the bathroom. You make him sit on the toilet as you grab your first aid kit, and you start to clean his wounds and the blood off of him that must not be his.

"You look awful," you whisper, partly scolding him for doing something so stupid, and you see his chest move with a huff.

"You should see the other guy." You give him a look that you don't find the joke funny as you tape up the open wound.

"Are you supposed to heal really fast or something?" you ask, running your fingers over the gauze.

"Shindou's an Alpha, too. It'll take a little longer for it to fully heal." You hum softly as you put the kit away, and then you turn back to him. "I'm sorry I made you scared. I got angry."

"You're an idiot," you deadpan, sniffling loudly.

"But I'm your idiot, right?" You smile despite yourself, shoving him in the shoulder.

"Stop being cheesy, I'm trying to be mad at you right now." He grabs your hands, pulling you towards him, and you sigh when he plants his lips on yours, your hands coming up to cup his face.

"Are you still mad?" he says after he pulls away, resting his forehead on yours.

"A little," you mumble before you turn your head to the side to yawn loudly. He stands then, keeping a hand in yours as he moves towards the door.

"Come on, sleepyhead. I wanna show you something." You let him guide you out of the bathroom, the fatigue really hitting you now; you're practically a zombie.

You walk into your room, and he turns the light on, and the first thing your eyes notice is that your bed has gotten about two feet taller. And not the post, but the bed itself. "What is this?" you ask, seeing a whole bunch of different things on your bed from your clothes to his, different blankets and pillows.

He gets a little quiet as he rubs the back of his neck. "It was what I was working on before you got home." He pauses before he finishes his answers. "It's a nest."

You look at him, seeing his face red as he waits for your reaction, and you look back at it, a smile forming on your face. "I love it." His hand tightens around yours at your words.

"Really?"

You nod quickly, and it's mostly because it looks like the most comfortable thing in the world, and before you can walk to it, he's picking you up, nearly throwing you on top of it, and then he's on you. He kisses you happily, his tail making a rhythmic noise against the fabrics, and you can't help but laugh into the kiss as you wrap your arms around his neck as he plants his face in yours.

And it's not even five minutes before sleep claims you both.

Kirishima has a big problem. Like a huge problem. And he's starting to run out of options. This isn't supposed to be happening now, but it's your fault that it is. You don't know it of course, but it's your fault. And he knows one of the events that started it.

He was lying down on you one day, and he'd lifted your shirt up, kissing up your stomach because it was making you laugh, claiming that it was ticklish, and he kept going until he got to your chest. His eyes zero in on your boobs, and before he can even think things through, he's putting his mouth on one.

You moan at the feeling, but you don't push him away, and he starts to suck it into his mouth. He goes back and forth between them, sucking on them until you were pushing him away because they were starting to get sensitive. "You know I can't produce milk until I'm pregnant, right?" you tease with a soft laugh, and his brain blanks.

"Oh."

"Oh?" It's all he can say. His face tells you that his mind is elsewhere, but before you can question him about it, he's snapping out of it, and eventually distracting you from asking him about it.

His rut kicked early and it hit him like a train. He woke up overheated, his body tingling, and he had to get away from you before he did something that he was going to regret later. He basically avoided you all morning only giving you a kiss goodbye and practically shoving you out of the door.

He remembers the look of confusion on your face crosses his mind, and he'll explain it when he's in the right mindset, and not the mindset that only gives him one thought: to mate with you.

But he hasn't told you about any of that yet, wanting to wait for the right time, and he thought he would have enough time to tell you before it happened, but it came before he knew it. He's done everything to try and fight it, maybe try and get rid of it. He's been running through the woods all morning, even going so far as to bang his head on the wall a couple of times.

But then he started to get hard, even hornier, and it seemed like the more he ignored it, the worst it hurt. He's throbbing in his sweats, but he doesn't want to touch himself because that will pull him down a rabbit hole that he won't be able to escape.

He's been eating all of the food, having to fill his hunger with something else because you're not here. It starts to get too much though, and he finds himself laying on his back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, and time is moving so slow.

His senses are heightened, which means he can smell everything, which is what's making this situation worse. He closes his eyes, but that only makes him think of you, and he groans as he strips off his shirt. Maybe one time wouldn't hurt? Maybe after one orgasm, it'll tone down.

It doesn't take long for him to convince himself, and when he palms himself, he's already on the brink of cumming. Yeah, just one time. He shoves his sweats off, throwing them to the side, his underwear following, and his dick slaps his stomach before he can grab it, and when he does he nearly melts in relief, but as he takes a deep breath in, he can't help but smell it.

And he's already too far gone, so he doesn't have any reservations as he gets up, and gets to the laundry. The dirty laundry. He digs through it until he finds what he's looking for, and he can feel his mouth watering just look at the piece of clothing in his hand when he finds it.

It's not even anything sexy, just a random pair of gray cotton panties, but the smell is what attracts him the most. You're ovulating, and that's what kicked his rut in early, the smell of you just flooding into his nose, and the rest is history.

He holds them to his nose, groaning when he takes a deep inhale, and he licks at the crotch, nearly crumbling when the taste hits his tongue as he scrambles to find another pair. He's able to find one, keeping that one under his nose as he wraps the other one around his dick.

He's practically humping the floor, his release right there, and another deep smell is what sends him over the edge, his body going rigid as he cums, coating your panties and the floor in his release. He falls limp onto the floor, feeling a little disappointed that it's being wasted, but as he catches his breath, he realizes that it didn't work and that he's still throbbing painfully.

He's moving his hips against the floor quickly, his nails digging into the floor as he cums within record time, a growl coming from him this time as he whines at the oversensitivity, but it feels good, and he can't stop.

What the fuck has he done? He was stupid to think that he would be fine after one nut, but now he's even more desperate. He's sweating buckets now, and he cranks the air up as high as he can get it, but he's still hot as ever, and now he's back on the bed, finding a random shirt of yours in the pile of the nest, holding it to his nose as he strokes himself quickly.

His eyes shoot open when he hears his phone ring, and he grabs it from the nightstand, seeing your name flash across the screen. He doesn't know if he should answer it, but he knows you're probably calling because you're worried about him, and he answers it right before it goes to voicemail.

He doesn't say anything, trying to keep his breathing leveled so that you don't suspect anything. "Eiji, are you okay?"

He stifles a moan when you say his name, nodding his head even though you can't see him. "Yeah." It's all he can get out, and it's a lot airier than he would like it to be. "W-What's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing," you dismiss. "I was on my lunch break and I just wanted to make sure everything was okay with you this morning. You just seemed a little flustered."

He feels so awful using your voice to jack off, but he can't help it. You're right in his ear, and his hand just so happens to be on his dick while he's wildly horny, and he doesn't say anything to you. "Hey, are you okay?" The concern in your voice is what sends him over, the fact that you care so much about him, and he bites down on his tongue as he cums, shooting all over his hand.

"I'm fine," he breathes out heavily.

"Are you on a run or something?"

"Yeah, yeah. I was feeling a little restless today," he lies, using it to allow himself to breathe a little bit more heavily into the phone.

He hears you laugh, and his hand twitches around himself, trying so hard to not move it. "You know I'll be back before you know it."

That causes him to groan a little too loud, the thought of you coming home and finally giving him the chance to breed you flooding into his head. "Yeah, I know. I'll see you then." He hangs up the phone, throwing it to the side as he cries out, the urge to stroke himself again winning out. He doesn't know how many times he's cum, losing count the moment he started losing his mind to pleasure. He's throbbing, sensitive, and covered in his own cum, and there's downtime where he actually feels a little satisfied, and he's finally able to catch his breath. And he tries to figure out how he's going to tell you the truth.

This is another instance where you come home and Kirishima's nowhere to be seen. As you look for him, you hope that he's not getting another deer, having your fill of it to last you for a long time. You look out the window to check the backyard, making sure he's not out there again, but then you hear noises coming from your room, and you follow them.

And the last thing you expect to see when you open the door is Kirishima on the bed, naked, on his knees as hips his hump against the bed. You freeze when you step into the room, swallowing heavily as the image in front of you sends heat flooding in between your legs.

"Um..." you trail off softly, completely floored, not knowing what to say, and his head turns to you, his eyes red and he whines loudly, his hips still moving, but they've slowed. "Are you...what?"

He shakes his head quickly, his movements stuttering as he tries to get himself to stop moving. "It hurts," he breathes, his nails on the brink of ripping what's underneath his hands.

"Okay, okay," you say quietly, your legs walking themselves towards the bed. "What can I do?" Everything happens in a blur, Kirishima moving towards you, your clothes being ripped off, his face in between your legs. You barely have time to think about breathing, and when you finally do, you lift yourself up on your elbows.

His face is inches from your core, his nails digging into your hips as he starts to drool, and you feel your face grow warm as he takes a deep inhale, closing his eyes. "Don't do that," you scold softly, trying to push his head away in embarrassment, but he doesn't even move, his pupils dilated as he keeps his attention on you, and you feel yourself getting wetter even under his gaze.

"Are you okay with this?" he asks, his lips hovering over your folds, practically touching him. "You're okay with whatever I do to you?"

"What are you trying to do?" You don't know why you're voice is shaky, maybe it's because you've never seen him like this before, and it's doing nothing but making you even more turned on.

"Taste you," he says quickly, his eyes not meeting yours. "Then breed you, and then you're gonna take my knot." You throw an arm over your face, your skin like a furnace, and you wonder how he can just say shit like that so nonchalantly. And you do know what he's referring to in his last statement, finding out that knowledge when you were bored in your research, and you happened to stumble across fanfiction.

The moment you came across it, you knew how deep in a hole you had gotten, but you were too intrigued to not read it, so you read one. It seemed to be pretty accurate for the most part, right down to a T actually, and you feel yourself gush at his declaration, and from what you read, is basically life-changing. You nod your head quickly, your breathing already getting heavy as you pull your arm away to look at him.

"Y-Yeah, I'm okay with that." You've barely gotten the word okay out, and he yanking your legs over his shoulders, a yelp coming from you as he smashes his face against you. He groans loudly against you, and you try to move away from him at the sudden but very much needed stimulation, but he holds you down, his nails digging into your skin just bordering on painful.

His tongue is everywhere at once, moving from your swollen clit to your hole, and his tongue definitely seems to be longer, feeling it deeper in your walls than previous men you've been with. You're moaning loudly, forming words nearly difficult as you pull at his hair. His tail is smacking the bed violently as he starts to rut against the fabric, eating you out with so much enthusiasm, it's overwhelming.

You feel your high approaching quickly, and all he's done is touched with his mouth, and you clench around his tongue at the thought of what pleasure his dick might bring, and he moans, the vibrations heavy against you. The sounds of slurping and sucking are so vulgar to your ears, but you don't care, tugging harder on his hair as you get closer.

He pulls you closer to his face, his hips moving faster as he speaks against your lips. "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, I wanna taste it, want it all," he says, but you can't make it out as the blood rushes in your ears, your thighs clenching around his head as you cum, your slick coating his face, and he barely lets a drop hit the sheets.

He makes sure to catch all of it, and you don't have a chance to come down from your high because he doesn't pull his mouth away from you. "Kiri, fuck, it hurts," you whine, pushing weakly against his head, but it doesn't feel like anything to him, his head spinning, and he feels almost hysterical.

"I know, baby, I know. Just give me one more, 'kay?" When he pulls away to speak is the only break you get, and then he's diving in again, spreading your legs apart until you feel your muscles pull from the stretch. You can't even move now, feeling like you're melting into a puddle.

You can barely react, soft moans coming from you as your chest heaves up and down. Your climax approaches even faster than before, the overstimulation heightening it, and you groan when he pushes his fingers inside of you, not knowing how many he's sliding in, but they're thick, your walls pulsing around him as he stretches you out.

He splits his fingers as he presses on your sweet spot, and you can feel your legs start to shake, and you can't even warn him when you cum this time because it hits you out of nowhere. You cry out as your juices cover his face even more, and you really can't tell who's getting more pleasure. You or Kirishima.

He continues to move his fingers in you, and a weak, shaky hand attempts to grab at his wrist. "Kiri, I can't--" You feel tears protruding your lash line, and you gasp loudly when he slides them out, finally feeling you can breathe again.

You seem to sink more into the bed as you go limp, having no strength to move anymore, and you feel the bed dip by your legs, signaling to you that Kirishima's moving. You don't lift your head because his body's hovering yours, his face dripping with your cum. "I had to stretch you out, you got a lot to take." He's got a feral grin on his face, but his eyes still have a hint of the Kirishima that you met that night in his eyes. But the rest of it is completely gone, and you wonder if this is what he meant when he said his instincts start to take over.

You watch him sit back on his haunches, stroking himself with the hand that was previously in your cunt, and your eyes widen when your eyes land in between his legs. You thought it was big when you saw it in the shower, but hard, it looks massive, and it's a little intimidating. You can practically see it throbbing, the tip a ridiculous shade of red, and your eyes follow the lines of the thick veins you can see clearly, your eyes finishing at the huge balls at the base of his dick, and he's producing so much pre-cum it's spilling over his hand and onto the bed.

"That's...inside me?" you breathe, and he sets a hand on your thigh, and you're surprised at how soft it feels, and you look up at him.

"I'll go slow, okay? I'll make you feel good, I promise." Well, you can hold him to that, the two orgasms he's already given you proving that statement with no sweat, but it still doesn't stop your heart from beating even faster.

He spreads your legs again to accommodate his massive body, lining up with your entrance, and he grabs your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours as he guides himself in. Oh, fuck. You already feel your walls trying to stretch to its limits to fit his girth, but he's just so big.

Your nails dig into the back of his hand as a broken whine leaves your lips, and he leans down to plant his lips on yours softly, which is a drastic contrast to the way he's splitting you open. He slides in even more, slowly, but it's still overwhelming, and the tears in your eyes fall, a pitiful sob stuttering out of your chest. "That's the tip," he mumbles against your lips, and your eyes widen as you fumble a cry out again.

"It's too--it's so--" You don't know what to say, trying to relax your body against him, but you feel every nerve ending being pushed to the limit, some you weren't even aware could be stimulated.

"I know, but you're doing so good. You're taking me so well." You moan at the praise, looking down to see that there's so much more of him to go, and you feel like you might pass out from the intense pleasure. "You're being such a good girl right now. You know you're my good girl."

The whine you respond with is even higher, and the praise making you gush even more around him, and even with him moving painfully slow, the squelching is so recognizable. "Fuck me, you're so tight," he groans, his face falling into your neck, and he plants sloppy kisses against your skin, using every fiber in his being to not sink into you quickly like he wants to. "You feel so fucking good."

You haven't even realized that he'd stopped moving, and he guides you to look at him, your eyes glazed over, almost giving you the look of being in a trance. "Focus on me, I'm right here," he coos softly, and you can feel his balls twitching against your ass, and you realize that he's all the way in, but you also feel that he's all the way in your throat.

You look down, moaning at the sight of the bulge in your tummy, and he hums softly, smugly as he moves your head to look at him again. "Yeah, you see that? You see me in your tummy?" You nod quickly, feeling like breathing is a hard task, and he kisses the tears on your face, sweat coating every inch of your skin. "You ready for me to move?"

You brace a hand on his arm as you nod, and your mouth falls open when he slowly slides out, only halfway, before bringing himself back in. If this is how you die, you literally couldn't have picked a better way. You feel every inch of him rubbing against your walls, and everything about it is so good, you can't find one thing to focus on.

He whines as he falls against you, throwing your leg up around his waist as he bites down on your neck, but not enough to mark you, as he slowly accelerates the rhythm of his hips. You're moaning wantonly in his ears, which only causes him to go faster, his balls smacking against your ass loudly as the bed starts to creak with the weight of his motions.

"Shit, fuck, you're gonna make a pretty mama." It slips out against his will, and he growls when you clench around him, and he turns his head so that his mouth is right next to your ear. "Yeah, you want that? You wanna be a mama, wanna take my seed?"

He feels you feebly nod against him, pulsating around him even more frequently, and he cums on the spot. He goes rigid as his dick twitches, spilling inside of you, and you can feel how warm and full you feel, and there's so much of it, most of it already spilling out of you before he's even finished cumming. You cum not too long after him, and that's when his final wall breaks.

His hips are brutal against yours now as he shifts, his nails growing longer as his teeth sharpen, threatening to break the skin on your neck. He pulls your legs up around his waist, covering you fully with his body, and the only thing you can do is scream, moan, or whine.

He moves down to your chest, taking one nipple into his mouth as he thinks about your tits huge and full of milk, and he sucks on your nipple like you're actually producing it. Your face is covered in tears at this point, and you find any fiber in your body to finally speak even though he's rendering you speechless.

"W-Want it, Eijirou. Please," you beg. "Knot me, I want it--can take it." His nails dig into your hips, eventually drawing blood as he holds you down, fucking into you with even more fervor. "Mark me, baby, do it, wanna be yours, let me have it."

He nearly roars at your words, and he's approaching his high ridiculously quickly, and you can feel it start to swell at the base of his dick, and you bite down on his shoulder as you literally feel like you're being ripped apart. "You're gonna take it all," he grunts, his tongue licking over your pulse point. "You're. Gonna. Take. It. All." His words are punctuated with every thrust, his knot starting to catch at the rim of your poor, abused hole, and you cum when you feel him bite through the skin on your neck, his knot fully formed as he shoots into you, the tip abusing your cervix.

He keeps his movements shallow, both of your minds dizzy with euphoria, fucking both of you through your highs as his tongue laps at the blood on your neck. You're trembling underneath him, both of your heavy breathing largely audible, feeling your heartbeats thrumming in your chest. He lets your legs fall as he kisses over the mark, up your neck, over your tear-stained face before he finally meets your lips.

It's lazy, mostly tongue, both of you exhausted, and he shifts back, pulling away to look at your face, and he's relieved when you look utterly satisfied. "Are you okay?" he whispers, grabbing a towel that was nestled in the middle of the nest and placing it on your hips where he broke the skin.

You hum as you nod, your movements slowed as you feel your eyelids heavy with fatigue. "I didn't mean to hurt you," he says, his voice sounding apologetic, and he brings his hands up to cup your face, wiping the rest of your tears away. "You should've stopped me."

Your hand comes up to tangle in the hair on his neck, and you shake your head. "I said I wanted it," you slur, feeling contently full and pleased in more ways than one. "I'm okay."

"I can't do much to help you," he says, sheepishly. "Kinda stuck here for a while," he adds with a soft laugh.

"'S okay, just want you to hold me." You're both coating in each other's cum, hair clinging to your bodies from the sweat, but he wraps his arms around you, apologizing when you wince at the sudden stimulation inside of you, and he plants soft kisses across your skin, whispering praises as he moves along. "This is what you were hiding from me, wasn't it?" you ask softly.

"Yes," he admits playfully. "It's not gonna scare you off is it?" he jokes, and you get enough energy to huff out a laugh.

"A week after we met, you broke into my house and climbed into my bed. This was nothing," you reply confidently, and he feels his face heat up softly at his actions when he first met you, and he eyes the mate mark on your neck before returning his eyes to you.

"Did you mean it? You wanna be mine?"

You smile sleepily, your eyes closing as you nod. "Kinda late for that question, but yes." You sigh heavily as your breathing starts to even. "Love you, Eiji."

He feels his heart stutter at your declaration, and his face hurts from smiling crazy hard, and he kisses you gently again before rubbing his nose against yours, his tail smacking against the bed profusely. "I love you, too."

I really sat here and wrote all of this... *sighs*

Reblogs are greatly appreciated!!!

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peachesandmilktea · 2 years

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Hello! I hope all is well! I wanted to ask if it’s not a bother, if you can show what requests you have in your list at the moment 👀 I’m genuinely intrigued to see what people have sent in and the ideas they have, it’s always so cool to see you make simple requests into this fic/drabble!

Hi! I hope all is well for you too! Of course I can!

I will not include the Squid Game requests in this one. You can find a special Squid Game request list right here instead! This list does not include eventual sequels to my fics, only original requests. I'll leave out just a few that are difficult to shorten into a simple concept jdsndks

I won't write them all but I'm keeping them all in case inspiration comes someday. The ones in bold are the ones I'd like to write the most :) I also annoted the ones that are currently in progress!

Endeavor x Villain!Reader (Noncon)

“Villain is confused bc their victim is way more okay w things than they should be” trope with Shigaraki

Bully!Shoto x Quirkless!Reader (IN PROGRESS)

Bakugo x Reader with a venom-like quirk

Yandere God of the Underworld!Dabi x Defiant!Reader

Overhaul with a medical/latex fetish

Yandere!Geten x Reader

Aizawa x Reader Fluff

Yandere!Hawks being more gentle with reader after getting her pregnant

Aizawa x Catgirl!Reader

Yandere!Shindou x reader where he catches us tryna leave and he fucks us stupid (IN PROGRESS)

Platonic single dads Chisaki and Bakugo Headcanons

Yandere!Geten training his submissive s/o

Villain!Deku x Childhood Friend!Reader

The Purge AU - Dabi x Reader

Noncon Villain!AU with Bakugou, Kirishima, Kaminari & Todoroki

BNHA Boys and what kind of date they would take you on

Yandere nb y/n player x Todoroki fluff

Yandere Villain!Hawks x Reader

Pirate Dabi finding a quiet stowaway on his ship finding refuge due to their village being destroyed

Yandere!Tokoyami and Dark Shadow x Reader

Yan!Hawks nearly killing his darling and having no choice but to take her to the hospital

Cockwarming Bakugo (IN PROGRESS)

Dabi + Somnophilia

Yandere Professor!Deku x Reader (IN PROGRESS)

Yandere Pro Hero Touya

Yandere Catboy Dabi

Heathers AU - Yandere Dabi as JD (Sneak peek here!)

Yandere!Shoji x Reader

It's cold at the LOV's headquarters and Dabi is a human space heater, but only when he's feeling nice (aka not for free for long) (IN PROGRESS)

Yandere!Deku & Yandere!Bakugo (Poly) reacting to Reader yelling at someone on the phone

The League of Villains with an aggressive mom friend (IN PROGRESS)

Yandere!BNHA characters with a s/o whose quirk turns pain into pleasure

Frat bros kirishima and tetsutetsu x shy or nerd reader

The 9 plf lieutenants + shigaraki x civilian reader

Dabi taking endeavor's intern for himself

Monoma x Class 1-A Student!Reader Noncon (IN PROGRESS)

Dabi kidnapping Yandere!Aizawa's girlfriend/fiancée/wife

Yandere Demon!Dabi x Reader

Dabi x Bunny Girl!Reader (IN PROGRESS)

Sitting on the plf 9 lieutenant’s lap + shigaraki

What would Yandere!Deku do if his s/o left for Bakugo

Toga or dabi with a darling that has a dove's fluffy white wings and tail

What type of S/O would the yandere boys™ (Shoto,Bakugou,Izuku) be into? (IN PROGRESS)

Dabi x Tomura's older adoptive sister

Yandere!Deku Fluff

Maleficent Yandere!Dabi AU

Victorian AU and future-duke-to-be shoto

What if Dabi knocked Hawks' sister up and sent Hawks a picture of them with their baby to show him how he's enjoying domestic bliss with his sister (IN PROGRESS)

Shigaraki who has some yandere tendencies and reader falls in love with him after he does something "taboo" for her

Deku x Vigilante!Reader

Yandere!Compress or Dabi with a s/o who has really bad skin

Bully!Bakugo x Reader NSFW (i write bully! like this as if he wasn't canonly a bully dsjndskn)

How would Dabi react to a reader who hides under the bed when he comes home? (IN PROGRESS)

Shoto/Izuku x reader Noncon/Dubcon w/ perhaps a little fear play

Dabi x lamb reader (preferably smut) with a degrading kink

How would Yandere Geten , Curious, Skeptic and trumpet cage their beloved without kidnapping them?

Geten realising he likes a former member of the league of villains because of their quirk (IN PROGRESS)

How would the 9 lieutenants if the old realise they have a crush and how would they act?

Yandere geten alphabet (sorry I'm not sure what this one means)

Yandere!Kirishima with a breeding kink

Yandere Kaminari x reader x Yandere Shinsou Noncon with the Reader trying to escape them

Hunger Games AU - Yandere!Bakugo

I know it looks like a lot, especially since it DOESN'T include some longer requests, the Squid Game AU or even the sequels request. I currently have 170 unanswered asks and 35 drafts djsnkndskj sorry everyone!! I like to keep my requests open because I never want to miss interesting ideas <3 I'm a slow writer but please bear with me hehe

Please tell me if you're looking forward to one of them, even the ones that are not in bold!

#mha x reader #bnha x reader #yandere mha #yandere bnha #mha x you #bnha x you #mha x y/n #bnha x y/n #bakugo x reader #dabi x reader #shigaraki x reader #deku x reader #yandere dabi #yandere bakugo #yandere shigaraki #request list #sunny teases #Peaches replies #asks

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little-fairy-forest · 3 years

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Gone to voicemail 7

Bakugou x fem!reader, angst, fluff, romance

Summary : Bakugou and Y/n go through hardships during their engagement, will they be able to wait for each other at the alter or will they find someone new to share their vows with?

Weeks have passed since your last encounter with you ex-fiance. It feels like a weight lifted off your shoulders really. As you walk around town after a long hard day of work it feels good to be cosied up in your winter coat and scarf. Christmas shopping will always be fun.

This year will be even more special since you moved into your new apartment a while back. It took some time to make it feel like home but now that paprika is with you again she always makes anywhere feel like home.

You struggle to manoeuvre the heavy shopping bags from one arm to the other as you true to locate your phone in your pocket. The cold winter air flows passed your face making you snuggle into your scarf to protect your face from the harsh winds

"Need help their stranger?" You turn to see shinsou walking up to you, you both got very close ever since your companies signed a contract over the summer to do business together regarding merchandise

"Stranger? Wow didn't know that's the title you get once you miss a call" you respond jokingly once you get your phone in your hand as you began to enter your pin number, which was very hard to do in the cold since the icy air had basically froze your fingers

"Where are you going now anyway?" Shinsou asked as he took some of your shopping bags from your arms

"I'm heading home now, had to squeeze in some Christmas shopping" you respond as your try and call a taxi

"I can drop you home if you need? I wouldn't trust these taxi's this late in the evening with your status" Shinsou begins to walk towards his agency with you following to go to his car.

"Are you sure? Your still on patrol?" You didnt want to disturb his work if he's still on patrol

"I'm almost finished anyway, by the time we get there I would need to clock out"

You were always thankful for shinsou, after the medias blow out when Camie and Bakugou were seen at the hero gala together all the rumours resurfaced and drama channels wanted to you go into their talk shows to talk about your feelings.

You couldn't even leave your brothers house without the paparazzi following you shouting meaningless questions in your face, it made your anxiety go wild because you always had a feeling someone was watching you

Shinsou helped you move out along side Kaminari, they both were lovely to have around. You will be forever greatful for them when you had your low days, the days where you seen Camie and Bakigou having photoshoots together, the days where the media takes the wrong idea from a photo taken of the both of them...

God, don't even mention the time when the media thought Camie was Katsuki's mistress– everyone almost broke down Dynamight agency's door! You knew to blur out the rumours but closure was something you didn't even want, why? Because what would happen if you got the wrong answers you were looking for

"Any plans for the week end?" Shinsou's voice breaks you out of your train of thought ,

"No, other then cleaning and chores to get done nothing planned"

"How boring, wheres the girl who used to be out every other night at gigs promoting something whilst having a little fun?, either way it's good to see your back in the swing of things again" Shinsou is happy to see you back to your usual self again, it's been too long since he seen you shine in your industry again and have fun at parties rather then been on your phone the whole time incase you missed a call from Katsuki

"Thank you again for dropping me home, toastie" you loved using the stupid nickname on Shindou since he hated it so much, he said he hated it but the smile on his face says other wise

The ride home back to your apartment was mostly silent other then the radio in the background filling the car with the hourly news reports

"Maboromacamie has been seen with some love bites along her neck after a photo shoot with her new lipstick line, who gave her those love bites! Call in to give us your answers"

"Do they really have nothing else to report on? Jesus I just kicked some series ass today" Shinsou comments as he turns down the radio incase something else becomes the topic on the talk show that won't be very cheerful

"Well maybe you should ring up the talk show and have a little chat" you joke and you switch the radio station to something else

"Pro hero Shouto visits the local children's hospital again for his new charity catch up will all the details on our website"

"It's nice to hear everyone's thriving in hero work again, it's been a while since I've had a nice chat with them all" you spoke as you looked out the car window at the snow falling on the ground

"Yeah, there is the end of year hero charts again, I got invited to go but I'm not even in the top ten let alone big enough to sit in the main circle" Shinsou claims as he turns into your apartment complexes underground car park

"You don't have to be a big shot to do good ya' know, look at Kaminari, he is in the top 30 and he is loved by elementary kids" you say as you rummage for your keys as Shinsou's car came to a stop in the car park

"Yeah but it's mainly just smiling for the photos and the small talk with everyone else I'm not botherd for, they should allow pets. I would love to bring tika along one day so she can witness the shit I have to put up with"

You laugh at Shinsou's idea of him being allowed to have his cat at events, it would suit his theme really and it would probably be funny for the media, I'm sure you heard a story where he brought his kitten into class one day during u.a because he felt bad for her

You said your thank yous to Shinsou before stepping out of his car and making your way to the stairwell. You wanted to take the stairs today instead of the lift since you didn't want to make small talk with the other residents if they asked you a question about something irrelevant regarding your love life since clearly they didn't have a life of their own.

"Huh , I should really get back into my cardio routine...even though its freezing outside I'm sure paprika wouldn't mind the extra walks if she gets to play in the snow" you huff out as you struggle to get your bags up the large staircase as it was harder then normal with all the shopping you had done that day to prepare for christmas.

This year will be different for sure, without Katsuki there to do your usual traditions it will feel unfinished? Empty? Your not sure yet but you hope you can scrape together some plans. It was the smaller things leading up to Christmas you miss the most. Having Katsuki be a menace over the tree making sure it's perfect, insisting you wear matching fuzzy socks every year for your annual photo and last but not least– your Christmas gift exchange

Each year you both somehow managed to upstage each other from the year previous, last year you baught Katsuki tickets to his favourite band he was dying to go see since he was sure he wouldn't be able to with work, he was so happy when he pulled the tickets out of the envelope he almost burnt then with his quirk he was so happy!

But– in true Katuski fashion he upstaged you by proposing when you were out on a walk one night looking at the stars, it was beautiful. The light snow falling on the both of you as Katsuki snuggle further into his scarf you got him the year previous with paprika running around trying to find her ball you threw for her moments before. Katsuki will never tell you how many memories he wishes he could film to re watch them over and over again, but his favourite memory? The one where you promised to be his forever and to stay by his side. The promise you made to never leave him alone in this cruel world and to forever love him as the man he hides from the world,

So why are you not by his side now?

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Katsuki searched for his tie everywhere. He swore he didn't move it from his dresser but clearly it didn't grow legs and wander off. He continued to search all over his room to look for it since he had a meeting to go to regarding the new schedule for the upcoming new year, he was searching franctly until a voice appears from the hallway in his small apartment

"Katsu I have your tie here if that's what your looking for?"

Katsuki makes his way into the hallway to see Camie standing there with his freshly ironed tie and suit jacket, normally he wouldn't be fazed by these simply gestures but why did they feel different?

"Thanks, are we fuckin' matching again? Red is not your colour idiot" Katsuki jokes as he looks at Camies red sparkly knee length dress she is wearing for the meeting, is it suitable– no, but who is to tell her no?

"I think I look good but whatever, i found this in your dry cleaning" Camie does a spin looking at herself in the mirror hanging in the hallway as Katsuki is behind her tying his tie, gosh he always hated ties

"Yeah you look like fucking roadkill with your hair looking all crazy like that, let's go were gonna be late"

"Your so mean" Camie teases back as he grabs her purse and slips on her heels as she trades in her indoor slippers.

Camie had been coming over more often since Katsuki and herself have been working together more on projects, Katsuki has noticed the "shit" as he puts it she leaves over there. Camie says its convient for her to leave things such has a toothbrush and night clothes for when she has to spend the night. Well, when she does spend the night it's a case of Katsuki being a gentleman and taking the couch as she takes his bed since he only owns one in his new apartment. Yeah, Katsuki ain't sharing a bed with anyone

Katsuki always hated cleaning up after Camie ever visited, it wasn't much but it somehow pestered him more then it did when you done the same things. For example, Camies make-up in the bathroom sink, her jewellery on his nightstand, her fucking hair ties everywhere! It's like shes everywhere but yet always being kicked out of his apartment. He never understood how she had the time to keep all her crap at his apartment. Well, some of the clutter was also kirishimas and Kaminari's but that's different since its mainly videogames they shared or gym equipment to try out that's it really.

Katsuki always wondered what to do with your engagement ring, he thought of just selling it to get rid of the last thing he owned or yours but something in him, maybe hope, thought that it will return home.

Home being your ring finger as he places the golden band beside it to tie your love forever together.

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nkogneatho · 3 years

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Hiya! Um i was wonder if I could make a request?

ADAM (sk8) x fem!Reader? No. 33 from your prompt list? Sneaking out with Ainosuke and meet up with Karou and Kojiro out by the peir they skate at (teen ages), and them all teaching the reader how to skate, and when it gets close to morning and they all have to go home Aino skates with reader back home and he confesses he likes her?

I feel like Adam doesn’t get enough love sorry- 😖❤️💙

33. SNEAKING OUT AT NIGHT WITH TEEN ADAM, CHERRY AND JOE. (Gn!reader)

Prompt list here.

A/n: Yeah. I get why he is hated but he is the antagonist and that's how he is supposed to be but people overlook the fact that he was tormented in his childhood which is why he had such fucked up mentality. (I changed the confessing part cause I wanted to write something adventurous if that's fine with you.)

It was not really fun having strict parents. Sometimes you even felt like a loner cause everyone in your friend circle would taunt you for not attending a single party with them, sometimes even you felt like you didn't wanted to go though. But that party was an exception, and you wanted to attend it but your parents didn't let you. You sobbed for an hour just when you heard a knock on you window.

You weren't able to see the face but it was clear from the hood that it was Adam.

You jumped out of your bed and opened the window.

"What are you doing here?", you whisper.

"I ain't leaving my best friend alone for the- wait......WERE YOU CRYING?", he yelled almost waking up your parents.

"Shhhh", you placed an index finger on his lips. Your eyes were focused on the door, opposite from Adam's while his eyes were glancing down at the small touch of your fingers on his lips.

"Yo! Lovebirds! We gotta go", Joe screamed and teased cause he knew something that even you two didn't.

You never blushed so hard in your life. It was quite amusing for Shindou to see your face like this.

You mouthed "Shut the fuck up before I kill you", to Joe.

Shindou gave you his hands as you jumped and climbed down the pipe and landed on the ground.

"And by the way the party's cancelled", he walked away from you.

"WHAT? Then why did you call me out?", you threw your hands off in the air.

"Cause I am taking you to somewhere more special", he winked.

Cherry brought an extra board which you hopped on and the four of you went for a tour around the city.

The night wasn't that silent around the residential and commercial area. Skating over there is forbidden but you four did it anyways. After all, you all were badass......until the police caught you. They tailed you for a couple of minutes but then Adam found a way out and changed the direction and you three followed him.

Joe and Cherry managed to jump off the other side but seemed like you were still scared.

Suddenly, it felt like time slowed down, a hand approached you, when you stared up, Adam's hood fell back and his face was revealed. Crimson red eyes smirking at you as if they are asking you to join him on his every adventure.

Without a second thought you grabbed it. It was for less than a second but you felt like you were flying. The emotion that rose in your heart was so ecstatic. You snapped back at the sound of your skateboard and you landing on the ground and as you continued to move forward.

You managed to escape the cops and skated along the local beach. The purple and red silhouette appeared in the sky. It wasn't really silent when Joe and Cherry started arguing again. You and Shindo looked back at them, then at each other and bursted into a laughter. It was then you realised how happy your friends make you.

Adam caught you hand as he increased the space which at the start stuttered you but then you balanced.

"YOU WANNA HEAR SOMETHING INTERESTING Y/N?", he shouted cause the wind was moving really fast making the voices fade quickly.

"YES. SURE"

"I have fallen for you", his voice is rather calmer, softer than before. You wondered if you heard something wrong cause the sound was low.

"What?", you questioned with furry eyebrows in confusion as he slowed the speed and pulled you closer.

"I have fallen for you y/n. In fact, I've been in love with you for longer than I even realised. I know this might be too sudden for you but take as much as time you-", you balanced your foot on his board between his as you wrapped you arms around him.

"Truth is......me too. But I didn't wanted to make you feel weird. I thought I might end up ruining this special bond that we have", he could here your voice squeak.

"No love. You can never make me feel weird. If anything...", he pulled away to face you and you stare up at him, "....you make me feel everything I wanted to. You make me feel loved", you were aware of his family situations and couldn't help but feel your chest puff up at his words. He smiled at you.

He held your waist and increased the pace with his foot as you get stunned with the sudden motion but you were not scared at all. Because you were aware that he was with you, he was by your side. The one and all you needed at that time to hold you.

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raekahnsfw · 4 years

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What if I’m not good enough for you?

Pairing: Shindo Yo x Reader Rating: Explicit (LIKE BE WARNED!), NS*W Warning: Smut, Drunk Sex, Slightly Dubious Consent, Aged-up Characters, Pining, Angst, Insecurities, Slow-burn fluff Word Count: 10,699 A/N: These BNHA characters are 18+ and are nearly graduating seniors.

Summary: You’re a senior at UA with a long-standing crush on Shindo Yo but you’ve sworn never to be in a relationship again. Your last one destroyed you with insecurities so you’ve decided the only path is to be a lonely pro-hero. But with the opportunity for a one-night drunken stand with Shindo, you take the chance and expect to be forgotten. Shindo won’t stand for it.

From Me: (Follow me at @raekahwritings) This is my first fic ever into the BNHA fandom and for one of my favorite heroes, Shindo Yo! I want to give a huge shout out to @thewheezingwyvern because she helped to beta-read this monster of a fic. Basically, this is the first I’ve written in a near decade and with her advice, it became something I was too embarrassed to share to something I’m really proud of. Here we go for Shindou Club and BNHA Book Club, Provisional License.

Also, inspirations for this work is from @katsukisprincess, @lady-bakuhoe, @iwvs-on-ao3, @bnhabookclub, @/lemonlordleah-shinzawa, @/marilla-eldriana, and others because I’m too embarrassed to tag them when they’re so amazing.

There was always a question in the back of your mind; was love worth sacrificing your pro-hero dream?

“Hey Mina.” You watched your pink haired friend scroll through Tinder on the dorm room couch. You all were seniors in UA academy and studying for finals. Or supposed to be anyways. You slumped over on the table, smushing your cheek on the cold, hard plastic as you took a brief reprieve from your textbook.

“Would you rather be somebody’s girlfriend or a hero?” Mina turned around and lit up at your question.

“Depends. How hot is my boyfriend?” She waggled her eyebrows at you and started listing off a number of heroes that would ‘totally rock her world,’ cackling loudly how she’d totally give up everything for some mad sex. Soon enough, she flopped back over the couch and was engrossed in another possible hook-up.

Maybe you should’ve asked Momo. But she didn’t seem very experienced in relationships and you were currently in a dilemma. You, Y/N, an aspiring hero had sworn off relationships because your freshman ex-boyfriend had thrown you an ultimatum: “Why do you need to be a hero when you’re already my girlfriend?”

You had broken up with his sorry ass right there and then. Nothing would get in the way of being a hero. Apparently, Mina would joke otherwise.

“....I don’t think sex is everything, Mina.” Mina started whining petulantly, lamenting over the lack of hotties on her dating apps. You laughed it off while she tapped her phone in frustration. Mina would forever be Mina.

“Y/N, do you think he’s hot or am I just too thirsty right now?” She was soon waving her phone to you with somebody’s profile picture, some asshole who was obnoxiously showing their abs off. You rolled your eyes before making a ‘nixed’ gesture.

“Mina, you are way too good for jerks who think showing off their naked body parts is gonna score chicks.” You scoffed at seeing their disgustingly lewd caption. Mina moved on to the next one, muttering.

“Jeez, Y/N, what is your type even? I’ve never seen you hook up or with a boyfriend before?” She tried valiantly to quiz you and show you more pictures but you ignored her in favor of going back to studying.

Honestly, you had a type. But if Mina or anyone knew, it’d probably be too surprising for them to fathom; you were the serious girl who always said you didn’t need a boyfriend. You prosaically told people, ‘learning to be a hero is way awesomer’. But if there was one shocking thing you could say about yourself….

It would be that you were a fucking idiot to fall in love with Shindou Yo. Somehow, your heart had chosen the most devious asshole you ever could’ve ever met.

Shindo Yo didn’t even go to UA Academy. He was a mutual friend of the UA’s Midoriya, Todoroki and Bakugo. Actually…. you weren’t sure if they were even friends… With the way Bakugo seemed to fight with him, it seemed more like they were mortal enemies. Nevertheless, it seemed like he was showing up more often to outside gatherings and to parties that you and your UA classmates frequented. It was a relief that Mina hadn’t figured it out since she was surprisingly perceptive.

“Hey Mina. I’m gonna go to the library to meet up with Kirishima.” You kept an eye on the time and started packing up your bag. You had made plans to exchange study notes for a drink. She nodded, already distracted with her next conquest. You sighed.

Jeez, you shouldn’t have asked Mina. She hadn’t caught on though… because if anyone had ever found out about your silly crush, you wonder what they would say. Shindo was universally seen as a jerk at UA. There was every reason to avoid him instead of falling in love with him. Shindo Yo was self-assured and manipulative. Bakugo had called him out on his shit early on in the UA Provisional Exams. You had personally seen Shindo turn on the charm to your fellow UA students, only to decimate his nice-guy exterior to turn the tables on your unwitting classmates and team. You had first-hand faced his cunningness in action. Did you have every reason to mistrust him? Yes.

But on the flip side, you also saw how loyally compassionate he was to his fellow teammates. You saw how he pulled through at the eleventh hour to get him and his teammates to success. He never hesitated to use his sinister two-faced nature to protect his friends at Ketsubutsu Academy High School.

One situation, in particular, was on your mind…

Shindo had shown up at the karaoke club with Tatami and Camie in tow, ‘inviting’ himself to a casual graduation party for Mirio, Nejire and Tatami. Everyone thought it had been reserved for UA students but someone had let it slip to other schools…. (It was Mirio. His nice-ness was over the bounds. Throwing out invites left and right like a loveable idiot.)

Shindo had somehow weaseled himself into the roster of singing anarchy – grabbing a mic and belting a love song to Uraraka with a significant wink to Midoriya. He even got Jiro and Tatami together on a song. He had challenged Bakugo to a song (which didn’t happen) but a girl could dream about that blackmail material.

But one of the beginning moments that you had fallen in love…

He had been sitting around, mulling over a drink when you saw him look discreetly around for Tatami and Cami. They had both been gone for a tad too long….? Shindo took a break on the pretense of Bakugo’s death glare being too much and laughing his way out of the room. You sat near the door, so you had a surprisingly good view of when his eyes narrowed, and he dropped his friendly demeanor on his way out. You turned your head inquisitively…? Shindo’s sights were set on a couple of low-life frat boys who were heading for an unsuspecting Camie and Tatami leaving the bathroom. You watched him walking towards them, heading them off, and shoving them into another hallway.

You followed him out and stayed behind the hallway to try to see what was happening. What could you say, curiosity got the better of you?

You couldn’t make out what he said but the low threatening timbre of his voice had sent cold chills down your spine. You had never heard this level of sinister maliciousness from even Bakugo. This Shindo was probably more of a villain that he had let others believe. The culprit’s voices became heated, but it was abruptly stopped by the vicious slamming of the wall. Then you could hear running.

You backed up into an empty room, afraid to show Shindo that you had been waiting there. He rounded back—thankfully not seeing you—and you could see the genuine and sincere relief at seeing both Tatami and Camie laughing… in ignorance of what they had just avoided. He rounded the two to join the karaoke room, keeping a watchful eye on the other unsavory participants…

You had leaned against the dark and empty room’s wall to calm your beating heart. Shindo was undoubtedly an asshole but you knew how fiercely protective of the people he loved.

Maybe that was the spark that ignited this wistful thought – “I wish someone loved me that much.”

But love paled in comparison to upcoming finals. Obviously. Get your act together. You made it to the library and waved to several of your classmates studying nearby. Everyone turned back to their own work and left you alone. Just as well. You drummed your fingers on the library desk as you flipped open your computer and continued typing a study guide.

During times like this, your mind wandered a bit. After the karaoke incident, you found yourself looking for moments with Shindo—hoping to catch a glimpse beneath that nice-guy exterior. You found yourself wondering if he was going to ‘show up’ to parties. You found yourself floating over to conversations with the Ketsubutsu crowd if they were ‘mysteriously’ invited. You wondered what Shindo treated his girlfriend like—probably Tatami—but there was no confirmation they were dating.

In your dorms, you sometimes found yourself chuckling along with Todoroki or laughing at Bakugo and wondered what Shindo might say if he was there.

Maybe you yearned to come back to your dorm room and see someone waiting to greet you with a sarcastic quip and sugared, cunning words. Maybe you had stuffed your fingers in between your legs in a pitiful attempt to dampen the rising heat… especially when you thought of a certain brunette and his dark timbre of a voice in the depths of the night.

Maybe you could lie to yourself and say, Shindo was not that person you imagined.

But you were an independent person who would never allow yourself to be weak or dependent on anyone. If you ever confessed, you would be trapped in a relationship where your partner would inevitably resent you for putting your career first. These were the thoughts that plagued you in your hidden moments. You tried to push these insecurities away but they lurked nearby.

Resentment. That was quite familiar to you. That’s inevitably what you heard and felt. Your last boyfriend resented he was never a priority over yourself, your hero aspirations, and the success of your friends and classmates. You had resented his feelings, trapping you and confining you to change who you were.

So yes, you were independent, amazing, and awesome. But you were lonely... A realization that would sneak up on you every so often. You looked at your computer screen, lifting a hand to crawl over the painful feelings in your chest… as if to reassure yourself.

Because who would want someone like this? How selfish would it be to confess to someone and expect them to understand this?

So yes, you had decided love would never be in the cards for you. It was a practical and logical decision.

“Hey Y/N, you look lost in thought over here.” Kirishima came over to your study table in the library, holding two drinks. You waved off his concerns and lit up at seeing what was in his hands.

“No, no, I’m not! Gimmie the goods.” You tapped the desk impatiently for him to put the hot chocolate down. Kirishima looked at your childish drink in bemusement as he put down his black coffee. “I promised to give over these study notes for you so the least you can do is not judge my drinks.” You stuck your tongue out at the red-haired boy.

Kirishima chuckled, dropping his backpack noisily on the floor. “Y/N, I’m supposed to join Bakugo soon for warm-up... How long do you think you’ll be?” You rolled your eyes a bit at hearing that. When wasn’t Bakugo training or something? Whatever, you were doing Kirishima a favor after all.

You absentmindedly decided to ask, “Isn’t Bakugo supposed to have a match or something? Is it against UA’s Class B or…?” You tapped your backspace key rather impatiently. Aizawa-sensei had been organizing more hero trainings lately for individual members. Something alongside hero work studies; that was certainly keeping you busy. It seemed everyone had something going on lately. You lifted your cup for a quick sip.

“Actually...” Kirishima scratched the back of his head nervously. “It’s against Ketsubutsu Academy’s students.”

You nearly spewed out your precious hot cocoa. Your arms flew up to wipe your keyboard in an awkward attempt to muffle your surprise.

Kirishima had an inkling of your crush for the earthquake bastard. But you were always so quick to dismiss any remote implication that he wasn’t quite sure…. But if he didn’t know before, he knew now.

“…. Apparently Joke-sensei kept pushing Aizawa-sensei for a collaborative ‘event’ so this is what they came up with. It’s supposed to be the beginning of a ‘school-wide’ effort for cooperation and teamwork for heroes across different areas. It’s still in the works but…” Kirishima trailed off at seeing your pinched face.

“What time is it?” You curtly asked. Kirishima looked at his watch.

“It’s supposed to start in an hour.”

“Goddamnit Kirishima. I’m sending you your stupid notes so we can get to this match.” You didn’t even realize you had dropped your formalities. What was racing through your mind was that you had less than an hour to get back your dorm, get ready, see Shindo without looking like a complete nerd who spent too much time studying.

You had luckily been on the ending revisions, but it wasn’t like Kirishima needed all of it. You hastily typed his email in, cursing when your computer loaded too slowly, and sent off the file.

Then came shoving Kirishima into the directions of the dorms so he could “hurry the fuck up”. Kirishima may have dragged his feet a bit, snickering at Bakugo’s choice words falling from your mouth. It wasn’t like he had to do anything for the match anyways. You on the other hand….

You couldn’t salvage much of your looks, so you tried to throw on a large oversized sweater over your skirt and put on a touch of eyeliner and mascara. Sheesh, you didn’t want to look like you tried too hard. You looked critically at yourself in the mirror and saw… nothing special. You deflated a bit. Well. Fake it until you make it. Even when you tried, it didn’t seem like much had changed. So what if you didn’t look as pretty as the others like Momo? You had slowly built up your shattered self-confidence before. Better this than looking like a cakeface or a tramp, you supposed.

Then Momo and Jirou knocked on your door. “Y/N, you ready yet?” You opened the door and shoved the feeling of inadequacy in the back of your mind.

“Yea!” You followed the UA crowd out of the dorms and you could see Midoriya and Ochaco talking excitedly about the match—it seemed you weren’t the only one surprised by this. Midoriya was vividly recounting Shindo’s quirks and the pros and cons against Bakugo….

When you went over to the gym where the match was being held, your group joined with the other classmates already there. It looked like Kaminari had saved a row for everyone, patting the seat next to him for Jirou. Mina waved to you, grinning like a banshee and wildly flailing for the seat next to her.

“Y/N, I saved the best seat for you!” She slyly gestured to the view…. that was angled towards Bakugo’s back and… Shindo’s front muscular chest. Did she know? Your heart leaped. Then Mina pointed towards the Ketsubusu’s Academy’s growing crowd. “This is our chance to see the hotties from other schools! I mean we got some fine men but a girl’s gotta window-shop!”

“Hmmm….” You watched interestedly now—you had only ever seen Tatami. But it seemed a fair number of girls had gathered and were pointing at… Shindo? You saw him gesture with his ‘aw shucks’ routine, bashfully giving a smile to the girls before the match. You recognized that look from the UA Provisionals, it reeked of blatant insincerity. You guess fangirls really were blind in love and adoration? They would be in for some cruel reality…. Meanwhile, people were avoiding Bakugo since he had his threatening face on. He was flipping people off and giving no attention to any of the bystanders around him. He just wanted to beat the earthquake bastard.

“Yo, Bakugo, you might wanna look a little less murdersome!” You shouted in good fun from your seat. Bakugo flipped you off while Kirishima and Mina snickered at Bakugo’s salty expression. Really, you admired Bakugo’s hero ethic, nothing was gonna stop him from getting to the top. But Shindo…? That was a different story. Eh, you couldn’t ponder it anymore since Aizawa sensei had shown up (with a sour look at all the audience) before commencing the match.

You were on the edge of your seat for the next 30 minutes as Bakugo and Shindo traded blow after blow; Shindo had a weakness since Bakugo was airborne due to his thrusters. But Shindo would drag Bakugo down and engage in hand to hand combat. Your legs were creeping closer and closer together at seeing those broad shoulders, rivulets of sweat down his neck and temple, and his determined expression. How would it look if it was faced at you? Focus on the match, not Shindo’s muscles. Focus, Focus. Eventually it came down to the timer and Bakugo had landed a higher number of blows.

At Shindo’s loss, you felt a keen sense of disappointment. Some part of you cheered for Bakugo but you were desperately craning your neck to see Shindo’s reaction. His face remained darkened though as he turned around and went to his growing number of fangirls who cooed over him. With that many girls, why would he ever take a second look at you? They would cling onto him and stroke his overbearing ego—unlike you. You didn’t even have the courage to attempt to flirt with him. So what? You were blissfully single; you weren’t looking for anything with him.... Right?

“… Y/N!” You were jolted away from staring, and secretly fantasizing, at Shindo. “Come on, let’s head out!” Kirishima put an arm around your shoulders and Mina was tugging at your sleeve in post-match excitement.

“Yeah! What are we doing now?” You pushed your hair back over your ear, the locks falling in every which direction. Slowing just a step back, you took one last look over your shoulder… You mentally took a picture of those sinewy muscles, pledging to engrave it forever for those dark moments in your lonesome room. You had a great pro-hero path ahead of you, great friends, great family…

But fuck.

You definitely did not see Shindo looking at your retreating form with a smirk on his face.

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Repeat that fuck. Because you were in another karaoke room with this raucous UA and Ketsubetsu crowd mere hours later. It turned out that everyone wanted to celebrate the match by getting stupidly, wildly drunk. Drinks were smuggled in—god, you knew Aizawa was probably looking the other way—gotta let students be students.

People were chugging alcohol and dancing on tables. This was probably the most normal ‘school’ experience you could’ve had… Even ‘hero’ schools needed to let loose sometime. But you honestly didn’t do very well in this scene. You were content to nurse your drink while leaning against a quiet corner.

God, even Bakugo and Midoriya were drunk— Bakugo had been egged on while Midoriya probably didn’t even realize he took some spiked punch. He was a new level of naïve and that adorable boy had turned beet red. You just face palmed at seeing his embarrassing antics.

“Y/N!” Camie came bouncing over to you, palpable relief on her face. “You’re the only sober looking one here! Can you watch this idiot for a second? Maybe get him to drink some water?” She brought on over… Shindo?! “He’s becoming deadweight and he is ruining my chances tonight! He is the worst wingman ever to get so drunk after losing!” She dropped the deadweight—Shindo— onto the floor next to you with his legs sprawled open.

“I swear to god, he isn’t going to remember anything tomorrow! This incorrigible jerk is going to be black-out drunk like always….” Camie’s voice trailed off and got a little bit... higher? She looked away nervously, but you could see her gaze fall on … Ojiro? She said wingman... Oh no, she was trying to get together with him! You blushed for her!

“Camie, I got this. I’ll make sure he gets some water!” You tried to give her an encouraging look. Oh god, you were so bad at flirting and set ups! You could see how awkward this was for the both of you! But you would try your hardest to help her.

She bounced away while you…. Bent down… Oh gods you had never been this close to him before. You put your palm to his forehead, trying to feel how hot he was. Damn, he ran like a furnace. Shindo merely lolled his head to the side, sighing when your cool fingers made contact.

“Fuck, that feels nice.” Your hand shot back at hearing him talk. You didn’t think he was awake…

“I’m just trying to make sure you’re okay. Do you want some water?” You were careful to keep your voice low, awkwardly putting your hand on his clothed shoulder.

“I’m thirsty.” His voice dropped low and you felt a twinge between your thighs at the cool gravel of it. “But I’m thirsty for something else…” He let the comment sit between you two…. But your inquisitive eyes flew between him and the punch.

“Honey... don’t look away.” His hot hands wrapped around your neck to crane your face towards his. “I want something wet, something that tastes like you.” You stood shock still, trying to see if you had misheard him…? Was he flirting with you?! Shindo gave a seductive grin as his other hand snaked up your bare thighs.

“Shindo!” You couldn’t hold back your squeak of surprise, feeling him so close to your panties. You tried to look down but he kept you locked in place.

“Come on baby, don’t you want to console little ‘ol me?” His voice was doing things to you— you could feel your legs grinding closer together, trapping his inquisitively still fingers between your thighs. “Baby, you’re so warm and wet for me already?” He started rubbing his fingers lightly over your panties, feeling the damp spot that had built up from his earlier match.

“Wait—“ You tried to curl in, reach for his hand to stop him but he pushed aside your panties to slip a finger, rubbing it up and down your slit. A single lone digit had you stopping any protests, feeling it fucking vibrate. You leaned in closer, gasping, and he gave a satisfied smirk. His other cupped your butt in delectable promise.

“I can make a mess of you if were a little less of a public place…. Unless you’re into that, baby.”

Public place. Oh god. You straightened out, remembering you were in the dark karaoke room with people everywhere! He was fingering you where everyone could see! “Please, you’re not thinking straight.” You tried to say but stuttering as he pulled his digit away and licked it obscenely.

“Baby girl, don’t you want to be a good girl for me?” Shit, shit, shit. Baby girl. You moved before you could think, crushing your lips to his. He moved as if he knew what his sultry words would invoke, immediately balling his hands into your messy hair, plunging, ravaging, owning you.

“Wanna get out of here?” You nodded helplessly. He quickly hauled you up and left the raucous karaoke room with you by his side.

Fuck it, he wasn’t going to remember anything after tonight. What harm was it if you grabbed this one night with him?

You were inexperienced with sex, probably bad at it, but you didn’t care. It wasn’t like he would remember right?

So, repeat that fuck. No one would’ve ever expected you to be in the bathroom, sitting on Shindo’s lap and spreading your legs lewdly open for him. Your panties had long been discarded as you rutted desperately against Shindo Yo’s hand. “Please, Shindo…” Shindo squirmed a thumb into your asshole, teasing the puckered hole and was thrusting fingers in your cunt. You wanted something more…. Something bigger.

“Fuck…” Shindo watched at how wet you got for him, the sound of his fingers moving in and out and squelching lewdly. “Can you feel that?” You made a dissatisfied noise until his fingers went deeper into your cunt. “Bitch, you’re not satisfied. You need it deeper?” You made a keen whining noise, wiggling your hips. He shoved another digit in, now thrusting three of his digits deeper in while vibrating it and feeling the delicious squeeze of your cunt around him.

“I guess alcohol makes you numb huh? But the fun things I can do to you…” He breathed the words into your neck, giving a salacious grin at your wanton, deprived state. Shit, vibration hero wasn’t just a title. He relished watching as your hips jerked forward, your boobs shoved lasciviously into his face in desperate need.

“God, you’re so buttoned up and serious most of the time. But here and now? Are you so hungry for me that you wanted to jump me in the bathroom?” Shindo’s fingers withdrew to your dismay. You whined as he gripped your cheeks painfully, smirking at your needy expression. “Honey, you gotta tell me what you want? Don’t just expect me to do all the work here.”

This was your only chance with him. Come tomorrow, he wouldn’t remember a thing and you could hold this memory in the darkest corner of your heart. Just one good long fuck and he would get back to his life and yours without anyone being the wiser. “Shindo, please...”

“Do you want me to finger you until you cum?” Shindo could get you off here and now—but you shook your head wildly and gave him a pleading look. Your cunt was throbbing for him and you wanted to feel his cock in you.

You laced your hands into Shindo’s hair and forced the brunette to look at your lust-hazed eyes, pitching your own voice low… “Please fuck me, Shindo. Just stop teasing me, use me like I’m your fuck toy.” Shindo groaned low as he lowered his hands to your thighs and squeezed painfully at the plump flesh there.

“Babe, you’re such a dirty girl.” He hauled you up, shoving his pants down low with his cock jutting out. He couldn’t even be bothered to take his jeans off, but this sordid detail made the encounter more real to you. You looked down at his engorged length, heavy and hot against your cunt. God, even his dick was deliciously huge. Wasn’t just ego then.

“Tell me, are you the type of slut who just wants a dick when you get drunk?” You took a deep breath; ignoring your rational thoughts that this was a stupid way to tell him and decided to just confess…

“Just you Shindo. Please… I’ve been wanting this for years. Please, please….” With that, Shindo groaned as he forced his cockhead into your abused cunt. He eased in... making you think Shindo was more gentle that he let on? Right up until he shoved you down onto his cock, grinning at the sharp jerk of your body and the scream that tore itself out of your throat. Shindo thought to himself: You wanted him to use you like his toy, so that’s what you would get.

You had heard Shindo fucked well. That didn’t begin to describe it—your pussy clenched against his cock at the rough treatment, the burning stretch turning you on with its delicious bite of pain. He thrusted with a piston movement, faster than you’d ever been fucked. When he started vibrating again? You felt your orgasm crash upon you. Your own nails raked against his back as he continued thrusting through your climax, biting down on your neck as he came inside you.

You both sat there for a second… breathing too hard to say anything. You had never had an orgasm that good before—and you honestly didn’t know if Shindo thought this was just a good fuck or shitty sex. Coming down from the high…. You had time to think. Which made you feel wildly inadequate—was this the part where you said something? Like, ‘thanks for the sex, I’m out?’

Was it too dumb to ask if he liked it? Was it even dumber to think maybe he had heard that you confess?

“Um…” You moved your leg and winced at feeling the seeping wetness crawl out between you two. “Shindo..?”

He was surprisingly quiet. His usual smug expression was hidden as he slumped into your shoulder. You eased away from him… but felt his hands tighten on your thighs as if to keep you there. Now you were very unsure of what to say.

“Shindo…. Let me look at you.” You wrapped your arms around his neck, playing with the dark locks as you tried to lift the heavy weight of his head to see his expression…? Was this something more to him too? “Please, let me know if you’re okay...”

“SHINDO! HONEY BUNS! LOVE OF MY LIFE!”

But then you were crushed with an overwhelming sense of guilt as you heard Tatami’s lilting voice calling for Shindo. The very same name but her cheerful bright voice was laced with concern—

“Fuck.” That what his first words after his sexual interlude with you was. From his forceful, angry gaze at the door… Oh god, were you his sordid secret? Your heart sank. He was drunk, he would probably black-out, did he even realize who he was with? Did he think he was fucking Tatami? Is that what this was?

“Shindo, let me go.” You crawled off his lap, forcing the hot and wet threat of tears down and keeping your voice steady. Shindo looked at you in panic—he couldn’t even bother to look at you earlier, but he would for Tatami? You didn’t even warrant your own, thank you, fuck you. “I guess it’s time to run huh?” You pulled your hair back, pulled your shirt to a modest length, as Tatami’s voice got closer.

Shindo shoved his pants more fully on, “Hey—this isn’t what you think this is. Let me explain.”

“Really?” You whirled around and threw him the most venomous glare you could muster—“Do you even know my name? Or am I just a fucking nameless bitch you mistook for Tatami? Because she is right there,” You jerked a thumb to the door and bit your lip, “She’s perfect and so amazing—” and you remembered Camie…. She trusted you. You had taken advantage of this. “And you’re fucking drunk so I’m literally the shittiest person ever. God, please forget this ever happened.”

Shindo was starting to look irritated at your non-stop words and made a move to speak but you slapped your hand on his mouth. Why else would she be looking for him? “Shindo, don’t explain anything to me. Just make things right by her and don’t ruin this because of this. You guys would be amazing together and she doesn’t deserve to know I fucked it up for you.”

You shoved him back into the bathroom as you exited, rather abruptly as Tatami turned to the wrong hallway. This would be perfect because it would give Shindo some time and you could escape— you could hear Shindo fumbling with the door, but you ran before he could catch you. Turned out your UA skills made you slightly faster than him.

You shoved your way to the exit, screw your purse, you could text Kirishima to take it home for you. You hailed the first taxi out the door to get you home as quickly as possible. It wasn’t until the car sped away that you took your first real breath… and sobbed.

“God, I’m so stupid to think he would ever look twice at me.”

You curled your hands around your cold arms, arms that had just been around Shindo… Was it too much to ask for a single night?

Was it too much to be in love?

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“Y/N!” You had stayed in your room for the week, only crawling out to the third-year common rooms on Friday. You had gone home that night and laid on your bed, sobbing into the sweater that had briefly held Shindo’s scent. Maybe you were masochistic or something; holding onto something that was so painful to you. But the faint earthy smell, musk, and cedar was hard to let go.

“Yes?” You tried to smile. Midoriya came bounding up to you with a worried look. “You went home so suddenly the other night! You disappeared and never came back!”

“What, you get sick? You look like shit.” Bakugo snickered. Sero slapped him with one of the pillows and you could hear his frantic whispered conversation, you don’t tell a girl she looks horrible. The other girls were around, and Mina was creeping up on Sero, Kirishima and the others to get closer to you.

“Um… Yea.” You tried to laugh it off. But Midoriya still looked worried as he took in your slightly puffy eyes. It seemed like he could see through your flimsy excuse.

Thankfully, Mina interrupted you both with a mischievous grin. “Y/N, you had people asking after you after karaoke!” She had a sing-song tone, waggling her eyebrows. But your heart sunk further… Had it been Tatami? Camie? Had she found out? Because coming from Mina, this could be anyone.

“…Who was it?” If it was, you would face up to it. Because you were Y/N, and you didn’t run from your problems and you’d apologize to her.

“Actually…. It was Shindo.” Mina squealed and made kissy-kissy motions at you.

“Guys, shut up. It would never happen—” Bakugo scoffed and gestured toward you. “She wouldn’t date Mister Two-Faced, no one here is stupid enough to do that.” You felt defensive at hearing that about him, even if he is the source of your misery right now.

“Bakugo, just because I wouldn’t date him doesn’t means he’s not a good hero. I’m just….” You trailed off, trying to come up with an excuse. But maybe your emotions were too raw, you found your bravado lacking as your voice became small. “… not good enough.”

Anything further was cut off as Bakugo suddenly lurched up, staring daggers at you. Even Midoriya had gone quiet, his brows furrowed. What had you done wrong?

“I don’t think saying that is reason for both of you to be so mad at me. What did I even do?” You wouldn’t stand there and take Bakugo’s shit. You weren’t good enough for Shindo but you were good enough to take on any of your friends in a fight. “Guys, why are you so mad at me?”

Kirishima’s mouth may have been open, he swears he wasn’t but you saw him rapidly point to... you? Behind? Whatever. His eyes were blown wide and he was trying to be subtle as fuck but you weren’t having it. You were trying to get over heartbreak, you came to see your friends and this was what you got?

“I swear to god, I will kick your ass, in training, Bakugo if you don’t look me in the eyes and talk to me like I am a human being and not like I grew another fucking head—”

You heard someone clear their throat, maybe even hold back a scoff and that voice was oh-so-familiar. Like someone you recently heard moaning. Someone that you… kindly shut your mouth and swiveled around with the fakest smile plastered on your feature. How did I miss Kirishima’s cue?

Shindo Yo was in your apartment complex. In your dorm common room. In front of you. Probably had been behind you and overheard what you said. To your dismay, he wasn’t uglier, but he was even more handsome in your two-day respite and everlasting embarrassment that could swallow you whole right now. Please let me die.

“Hey fuckface, you’re in the wrong school.” Bakugo was snarling at him as Shindo waved to the room.

“Hey blastie, it’s nice to see you too.” He gave a saccharine sweet smile to Bakugo, fully knowing how easily riled he was. Bakugo scowled at the name, ready to call him out.

Shindo smirked at Bakugo but otherwise held his hands up placatingly. “Don’t jump down my throat, I’m not here to pick a fight or spy on you all. You UA students are so jumpy.” Kaminari and Bakugo didn’t look believing but Midoriya finally smiled and gave him a friendly wave.

“What brings you here Shindo? And calm down Bakugo, he’s probably authorized to come inside. UA doesn’t let people just walk in.” Shindo nodded and held up… your bag and phone. No wonder Kirishima said he couldn’t find it! You had tried to ping it on your laptop, but it had been a mess without it and to text the others.

“I’m just here to return Y/N’s stuff and hopefully have a conversation with her.” He cocked his head to the side, glancing at you. He had his own (fake) smile on, giving a puppy dog look to the girls as they started fussing over you two.

“Of course Y/N would be grateful to talk to you!” You would? You looked back at Yaoyorozu who started shushing all the other guys, including Mineta who was shouting that ‘you had betrayed them all for Ketsubetsu!’ You were about to protest but Mina quickly slapped her hand over your mouth, nodding like a crazy person.

“In fact, you two should have some privacy! Off to your room, Y/N” And she discreetly whispered, “Preferably before Bakugo punches his face.”

Not my room. Not my room. You shook your head but Shindo took you by the arm and tightened his hand in warning. “Y/N, it’s the least you could do after I went through all the trouble of coming here.” It wasn’t until you both reached the stairs that Shindo dropped the smile, following your stiff movements to your room.

You waited until you were both safely away from prying ears and you closed your bedroom door behind him. “Shindo, you don’t need to be here. I don’t think we have anything to talk about unless you want me to apologize for troubling you?”

Your brain was running miles a minute. But you didn’t even know how much he remembered. Maybe just play ignorant for now.

Shindo sat down on your bed, throwing your purse carelessly onto a chair. God, he was so sinfully handsome in his black shirt and dark wash jeans. He knew how to flaunt his assets.

“Y/N, you need to stop playing games.” You hovered at the door and inched towards the doorknob… “If you decide to run away again, I’m going to fucking chain you to this bed until you hear me out.”

Scratch your idea of escape—but hot damn, you swallowed down your nervousness and felt your cunt throb. Being chained to his bed sounded far more appealing than it should. You tried to relax… tried to not show how much the threat turned you on. Because you clearly had priorities.

Like how he remembered that you ran away.

Shindo gestured for you to sit. You sat on the farthest corner away on the bed. Shindo gave a long-suffering sigh at your reluctance. “Y/N, I’m not going to bite. I’m not trying to trick you.” He took on a slightly more cajoling tone, tapping the sheets close to him.

“Shindo, I don’t think that’s a good idea.” You looked nervously between the bed and him. His eyes turned darker and his voice a little lower.

“Why?” Shindo breathed out.

You shook your head, recognizing the line of question – he was fishing. Better to still be ignorant. Better to stay on-topic.

“So.” You changed the topic. “What do you mean by playing games, Shindo? I’ve never….” You kept the unspoken words in your head, ‘played, I’m in love with you.’ You continued on, "I’ve never asked you to come in. You could’ve just turned this in and gone back to your girlfriend.” You decided to test the waters because maybe he only remembered parts and not the entirety. You could still salvage this situation.

Shindo scoffed again. “And they say I’m the player. So, what if I have a girlfriend? You mean you’d never date me right? Because you’re such a high-born princess. Telling all your friends out there how you’d never consider me.” Your hands tightened together on your lap.

“Does it matter? You don’t need another notch on your belt, you have someone amazing and wonderful. She’s probably an amazing girlfriend already.” You were confused at his disparaging tone. Why was he turning this around on you? Why did he want you to suffer here with him? Did he just want to humiliate yourself?

“I’ll be nice and cut to the chase Y/N. Do you think I’m the kind of asshole to cheat on … Tatami?” It seemed to take a second for him to say her name. Like he was uncomfortable.

Well, if he was going to be honest…. “Shindo, I don’t think you’re an asshole. You act like one but I know you care and you’re not as evil as you say you are.” You breathed deep, reminding yourself you would face him once and for all. “I think you were drunk, and I was in the wrong for doing what I did.”

“Then why did you do it?” Shindo stared at you.

“Because—” Wow, this was getting uncomfortable fast. “You probably wouldn’t remember, and I thought you wouldn’t care. Not that I would ever help someone cheat, but can I blame you for mistaking me for her?” You tried to give off a casual shrug. “It was dark, it was hard to see. Obviously, my fault for thinking it was something else right?”

Shindo quirked an eyebrow, giving you a vague ‘hmm’.

What was up with this?

“You said you wanted to talk, and I said my piece. Why don’t you just tell me what you want me to do? Tell Tatami? Tell you I fucked up?” You were getting a little peeved; Shindo was literally your wet dream and he was in your room. This was the stuff of your daydreams, but this was the worst situation imaginable.

“I think you’re lying to me.” Shindo kicked off his shoes and swung his legs up to make himself comfortable. “And I don’t feel like leaving until you tell me the truth.”

Oh dear lord, this man was insufferable.

You crawled across the bed and shoved a hand into his chest. Trying to push him off but he made himself more comfortable into your pillows. “You, Shindo, are dating another girl and you’re sitting in my room wanting what? The truth or did you want some sex? Because this sounds like you want some pussy and I’m not the kind of girl who gives it up like this.”

“You gave it up in the bathroom.” Shindo’s eyes fell to your revealed cleavage, the neckline of your sweater had fallen when you got onto the bed. You shoved his face upwards, indignant now.

“That was because I thought you wouldn’t remember and you would forget everything! Even if I confess to you, it doesn’t matter.” Your voice broke on the last word as you finally felt the tears come back.

Shindo’s arm reached out for your elbow, grasping it slowly. Almost like he was actually unnerved by the fact you were crying. The gentleness in contrast to his normal roughness was endearing. He even rubbed your arm as he waited for you to continue. “Stupid Shindo, don’t look at a girl crying. That’s what I call an asshole move.”

“Y/N, do you want to be friends with benefits then?”

“Absolutely not.” Your answer was immediate. You wouldn’t compromise your morals for even him. “I’m not gonna help you cheat now I know you’re dating.”

“So you wanna date me instead then?”

You looked to the side. “No...” Even if it was in the realm of possibility.

“Then why did you confess if you want nothing from me? You wanted a good fuck? Should’ve known you’re the one who wanted a notch on your belt….” He sighed in mock disappointment.

You turned to him, affronted for both you and him. Your feelings weren’t that shallow! If anything, he should know that about you. “I won’t be your friends with benefit because I’m too invested in you. I actually like you and I’m not stupid enough to do that!” You couldn’t handle that kind of relationship.

“Then why won’t you date me?” Shindo goaded.

You couldn’t believe his asinine words. “Did you not get how I said Tatami is literally perfect?!” You were furious enough to shove a punch at him and he dodged it. You scampered upright and gestured to yourself.

“I’m not delusional Shindo so please fucking shut up about dating. I’m not good enough for you,” You threw up your fingers to rattle off your points, “I’m not pretty enough, I’m not confident enough, I’m not sexy enough.”You couldn’t stop yourself, memories of your ex-boyfriend’s accusations came flying in. “I’m a ‘fucking selfish prude’ because I want to be a pro-hero more than anything; even more than a stupid relationship.” You caved into your stupid insecurities and rants, expecting Shindo take a step back. Any guy would walk away from this kind of crazy.

Because everything your ex-boyfriend had pointed out, showed that you would never be good at a relationship. You were too independent, you were too focused, you were too selfish to ever be a good girlfriend. But … “I know this and I wanted to know what one night with you would be like….” Your voice fell to a pathetic, desperateness that you never wanted him to hear.

There was a certain relief though. An ease because you knew he would probably run away and any chance of a relationship was crumbling apart. So, he would leave. Maybe he’d tell everyone downstairs how insane you probably sounded.

“In fact, you’d do yourself a favor if you walked out and forgot this all happened.” Emphasis on the word favor, with as much derision and contempt you could feel.

Shindo rubbed one of his hands at the base of neck as he looked to the side, sighing even more. “You’re a clusterfuck of issues, princess, aren’t you?”

Wow, great words there Casanova. You gestured to the door in agreement. Obviously, you can leave. Because what could you say? You sighed heavily when he didn’t move though. It seemed he wanted to prolong your misery, embarrassment, and possibly the most botched confession of all time.

“Okay, yes, I’m a cluster fuck of issues. You deserve better than whatever my stupid feelings would take you. So just be happy because you deserve someone amazing.” You knew you were being contrary, you had just confessed to him and turned him down.

“You’re getting to be a broken record Y/N”. Shindo still didn’t leave. You closed your eyes for a few seconds, taking a deep breath in and out…. maybe he was just honestly needed a few minutes for it to sink in.

“Y/N, I’m still here. Closing your eyes and wishing me away isn’t gonna work.” Shindo was giving you a skeptical look now, cross-legged on the bed. He reached over to pull a pillow into his lap. Why was he getting even more comfortable?

Shindo sighed. “You’re a mess but now that the truth is out—the entire truth instead of this half-assed ‘I should be with Tatami’ shit, I have a few things to say.” Shindo wasn’t obtuse, he knew you had been looking at him. You had caught his eye from the get-go when he wondered what you looked like, what happened when your studious exterior was broken and stripped away. In fact, he thought of toying with you and fucking you once until your interest dissipated. It always did when girls found out his true nature. But you… you were different.

“First of all, I’m not dating Tatami. What she was calling me…” He rubbed his fingers between his furrowed brows. “She calls me that for shits and giggles in front of fangirls to mess with me.” You double-took at this. “I was trying to hook up with you, Y/N, and I’m not dicking around with my friends.” Shindo grimaced at the mere thought. “Whatever you came away with, I’m not desperate enough to pretend you were her.” You still felt yourself deflate though. He was dicking and fucking around right? At least he knew it was you… Much relief that was, you thought sarcastically.

Shindo waved his hand in front of your face, snapping his fingers. “Hey. Listen to me before you get the wrong idea.” Huh. Shindo was getting surprisingly good at reading you. “I don’t want to date Tatami but I want a chance at dating you.”

You … probably misheard that. “Dating who?”

Shindo chuckled. Actually, genuinely chuckled as he pointed at you. You threw a look over your shoulder to make sure there was no one behind you. Shindo tried to look put off but his mouth was quirked up in amusement.

“Y/N, stop acting like an idiot. Look at me because I’m not done yet.” He looked relaxed with a bit of snark. You weren’t sure if even Shindo could fake this expression.

“Shindo, you want to date me, a fucking mess?” You interrupted him.

“Sounds like a mess that’s actually in love with me and willing to give me a chance.” Shindo wasn’t oblivious to the fact most women shied away from his dual-nature and strong dose of sadistic cruelty underneath his nice-guy exterior.

“Y/N, we’re both humans. We both have a lot of shit to work through, but it sounds like someone told you that they were an insecure asshole and took it out on you.” He wasn’t…. exactly wrong about your ex-boyfriend. You grimaced at the memories, of all the time you wasted on him.

“I personally wouldn’t mind a pro-hero girlfriend who takes no shit from anyone—even me. In fact, we can both compete for top 10 and beat out your UA classmates.” Shindo appreciated that you valued being a hero rather than a vapid girlfriend. It gave him a vaguely smug superiority to think of you being a hero of your own right, watch you flaunt your success to your UA classmates and watch them look on in envy when you were his girlfriend. Even blastie didn’t score this.

“And you said you weren’t sexy enough? Selfish prude? Y/N, that sounds like a guy didn’t know what he was doing.”

Some asshole obviously didn’t know what the fuck he was doing. You saying this was a fucking invitation to Shindo—you were a composed, staid, straight-laced kind of girl. It turned him on since he wanted to see how your tight, nearly virgin pussy would take him. He wanted to see your discomposed face fall open in pleasure. He wanted to see how far he could break your composure and seriousness. Shindo had to shove his arousal down, feeling a wave of excitement at the thought of trying to find all your kinks and desires. God the possibilities were endless.

You, on the other hand, were leaning into him in confusion.

“This doesn’t sound like a reason for you to want to date me. It sounds like you’re playing nice-guy to make myself feel better and less crazy?” In fact, you still half-expected Shindo would say this was all a joke.

Shindo felt his lip curve into a smile, slightly more cunning and a little more saccharine-sweet than you had ever seen him. “Come closer and I’ll tell you why you’re worth the trouble?” He crooked his finger and you felt yourself crawling towards him. He opened his legs, his soothing murmur acting like a lure for you—your worries were overwhelmed in face of his temptingly strong arms.

“Y/N.” You leaned in close—close enough for him to grab your head and crush his mouth over yours. You were so startled that you parted your lips in protest and he took the chance to forcibly shove his tongue in. He kissed like he was devouring you, his tongue licking into all the crevices of your mouth, tasting your sweetness and barely giving you a breath. One of his hands locked your waist in, another at the base of your neck as he refused to give you an inch of space.

This went on for long minutes until he finally lifted his mouth to give you a reprieve. You had been so close, so very close to rubbing your chest against his to feel more of his brawny muscle—but you still had enough reason to stop and shove at him uselessly. Little sanity that you had left…

“Are you suuuuper sure that you want to date someone like me?”

“I want to date you. I’m not in it for some pussy, babe. The truth is you like me despite that I’m a selfish two-faced bastard.” He rasped out. “That you like me enough to want me to be happy even though I want to fucking ruin you.” You found your thighs getting wet at his harsh voice. Shindo chuckled, almost as if he knew what he was going to you. “Some asshole doesn’t know how to handle you but that’s on them. I could have you riding, begging for me and making you come over and over if you were my girlfriend.” You felt his burgeoning erection and you had started to gyrate your hips with his—and you didn’t even realize. Your eyes were starting to glaze over with the promises he made…

But Shindo took on a more serious tone. “That you actually would cry over me because you want me here.” Your hands clenched in his black shirt, finding your sappy sentimental heart at war with the lust crawling from your hot throbbing cunt. As for Shindo…. He remembered your endearing show of affection. After you had left him in the bathroom, he had almost snapped at Tatami for ruining his post-coital moment. It actually felt nice to have you cuddle with him because he normally never cared for it.

“And you crying does things to me.” You looked up, a lilting questioning glint in your eyes. “I want to be the only one you’re crying about. Mostly when I’m fucking you, but I don’t want you with some other dick.” He wanted to be the only person you fell apart for.

“Shindo, I think that’s called sadism.” You quipped. Wow, in the heat of his confession, you still couldn’t hold back your commentary. Shindo liked this about you. Even in the throes of oncoming sex, you also could put him in his place but make him laugh.

“Hey, a relationship is all about compromise, right? It’s a fair trade when you’re the complicated one.” God, Shindo was crude but this confession was better than any flowery words ever could’ve been.

“I don’t know if it’s a compromise when I’m complicated and you’re a sadistic asshole… SHINDO!” Shindo thrust his erection into your clothed cunt as he cut the conversation short.

“Y/N, you’re either going to agree to be my girlfriend and I can fuck you right now. Or you can say no, and I will leave.” Shindo wasn’t really giving you a choice.

“Fine. If you are willing to take me, ‘clusterfuck’ of a mess as I am.” You said, finally feeling an inkling of hope beyond the fears you had built around yourself. You never thought Shindo would take a chance on you… nor you, on him. Because you were also starting to realize Shindo was never going to be the ideal, caring, considerate prince you had imagined in your childhood. And that wasn’t what you wanted. You wanted Shindo just as he was.

Shindo eagerly took off your shirt now, whistling once he saw your bra-less chest. “How could you keep this from me?” The bathroom lighting had done you no justice. You said you weren’t pretty but you were gorgeous. He muttered as much, you thought you even heard something about ‘thank god no one’s gonna fucking know how sexy you are’ but it was muffled as he stuffed his face between your boobs. He started to slip off your shorts, but you stopped him with a soft kick. “Baby, that’s kinda violent don’t you think?” He didn’t let up though as he tugged it off.

You tugged at his shirt and put on a petulant pout, “Hey, I’m all for equality. Take off your clothes.” Shindo grinned and peeled off his shirt, finally letting you look at his muscled abs you had been admiring for months, that you had only taken peeks at. You impishly stole a kiss from him and unabashedly ran your hands down his abs.

“Wow, now that you’re not all desperate in a bathroom, you’re really mouthy.” He reluctantly ended the kiss, brushing a thumb against your lips at the end of his sentence. You gave a mischievous lick to his fingers, relishing the taste of Shindo’s skin. You craved more, leaning upward to lick the sweat off the base of his throat. He did a quick intake of breath as he growled, “Y/N, I thought you said you were a prude.”

You fell back onto the bed and gave a questioning look? “Apparently? I’ve never been so curious as to how someone else tasted.” You licked your lips to savor it a bit more. Shindo literally groaned.

“Stop saying shit like that or I‘ll be stuffing your mouth full of cock, babe.” Your face went beet-red as you suddenly stared down at his bulging briefs, of course he wore briefs, and envisioned it. “Oh babe, were you imagining it?” He cooed, smugness filling up the room. “You wanna see if I’ll take it slow? Let you get used to it?” He inched his briefs down, inch by inch. “Or will I stuff your face, watch you drool and choke on it?” You tried to cover your face because oh god, you had never been teased before.

“Oh baby, you’re in for so much if you’re embarrassed by just this.” Shindo was going to savor every bit of your embarrassed innocence. This was pure gold. You were the picture of corrupted innocence with your hair splayed on the pillow, your chest and neck blushing pink, legs lewdly open and he could see the wetness gathering on your panties.

“Shindoooo” You whined.

“Calm down, I’ll take it easy on you.” For now, he thought silently. He trailed his hand down, exploring the soft skin of your neck, teasingly brushing his hands over your hardened nipples… smirking when you squirmed underneath his gaze. His hand came to your stomach and he held still for a moment. He wondered if his cock could fill you up to the point you’d cry? A thought for another time. He slipped his finger underneath the waistband of your panties and grinned.

“How much do you like this pair?” You shrugged, not really knowing what he meant. At least until he slipped it off and held it tantalizingly to the side. “I kind of want a memento of our first official date.”

“Shindo, that is fucking nasty.” You could actually see how wet it was. Shindo shrugged.

“You said you were in love with me. Nasty is my default mode.” Shindo descended to your navel, sliding lower as he made himself comfortable. He propped one leg over his shoulder—wait, what was he doing? You were too new to this, but he couldn’t be thinking of that right?

“Babe, you gotta let me eat.” He swooped in while you tried to twist out of his grasp but he wasn’t going to let you escape. Never gonna let you run away again. Shindo hadn’t said this but the fact you were faster than him disgruntled him. He licked deep into your cunt, opening up your moist, tight lips. You couldn’t move from the climbing pleasure as he lapped like a man starved. His mouth followed the throbbing of your cunt to the aching to your clit. He gently suckled your clit, making breathy whiny gasps fall from your mouth.

“Last time was a little hard and fast. I wanna make sure you know I can be gentle as you want.” He let your orgasm build, watching the quivering of your thighs pull taut—and then the bastard withdrew.

“But is gentle what you want?” Shindo just…. breathed over your sensitive cunt. Didn’t move an inch. You could feel his fingers stroking your leg but nowhere near what you wanted. He was purposely edging you. “I remember what you said before. Are you my little fuck toy?” You nodded a little desperately. But it was not what he wanted to see, judging from his tightening fingers on your leg. He tutted at you.

What had he said before? You scrambled to remember. Remembered how he had lost control of himself at something you said… You realized. “Shindo, fuck your girlfriend like you mean it.” You reached a hand down to spread yourself open.

Shindo had expected something but not like that. “I was gonna go nice and slow because you’re my sweet little girlfriend, but it turns out you’re perfect for me.” He finally, finally started the slide of his fingers to probe deeper into your wet cunt and scissor your insides open. He was looking for that fleshy spot, leering at how your mouth fell open when he did find it. He turned his vibrating quirk on, watching you scream at the sudden quaking pressure. Only when you lay gasping and overstimulated, did he started inching his cock into your wetness. It was snug, tight, and still twitching from your orgasm--- Shindo’s eyes glazed over with pleasure, looking drunk on the feeling of you.

Once he moved.. oh god. He was drinking up your little whimpers and sighs, starting a dominating rhythm. It didn’t matter what you said or how you begged; he thrust hard and fast, kept you on edge when he slowed down, only to surprise you by pushing his cock punishingly hard against your sweet spot. It seemed like you were his little rag doll, subject to his whims—at least until he took pity on you, letting you orgasm when he finally came inside you. Even afterward, he kept you impaled and still on his cock. He enjoyed the feeling of cum slipping out of you, rubbing it back into your cunt. You shivered at feeling his fingers circle around, glazing your thighs with his release.

When you finally had some energy to talk, you scoffed. “That was gentle?”

“You should be glad that I didn’t vibrate my dick.” He shifted to lay on top of you, caging you in. You noticed he was careful not to crush you—something small that showed that he cared. He brought his slick fingers back to cup your face. “Gross, Shindo.” He grinned unrepentantly. He nuzzled your neck and you couldn’t resist playing with your boyfriend’s soft hair. It was a moment to cherish.

Then came his next statement. “Hey, what’s your dorm rules on boyfriends?” He barreled on, as if a thought just occurred to him. “Can I surprise McBlastie Bakugo in the morning? What I would give to see his face when he wakes up to see me.” He snickered. “So much for the fact you wouldn’t date me.“ You literally groaned for a whole different reason.

Shindo wasn’t going to let it rest though. When you stubbornly gave no answer, he took a different tactic. “Babe, don’t you want to show me off?” He cajoled you, rolling his hips a little deeper into yours. You clenched around him despite how tired you were. “Or we can just show off how I make you scream? Maybe we can even fuck on his bed?”

Okay. Shindo was an asshole and troll until the end of time, but he was officially your boyfriend. One part of having your dreams came true, you also had to forever mediate between him and your UA friends.

Eh. They could live with it.

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